The Flintstones (1960–1966): Season 5, Episode 15 - Christmas Flintstone - full transcript
It's Christmas time in Bedrock. In order to get more money for the gifts for the family and friends, Fred takes a job at Macyrock. Though a bit incapable for certain tasks, Mr Macyrock thinks of letting him away until he hears his Santa Claus won't be there because he has a flu. Since Fred's good with the kids, he is such a hit at the department store that on Christmas eve, some unusual visitors come to ask him a big favor from someone at the North Pole...
...and a new dress,
and a new dolly,
and a pair of skates,
and a sled.
heh heh heh.
Well, you just give
your mommy a list,
honey, and she'll
see that I get it.
I love you, Santa.
Gosh,
these little tykes
sure get to you.
[alarm]
yabba-dabba-doo!
Flintstones,
meet the Flintstones
They're the modern
stone age family
from the town of Bedrock
they're a page
right out of history
Let's ride with the family
down the street
through the courtesy
of Fred's two feet
When you're
with the Flintstones
Have a yabba-dabba-doo
time
a dabba-doo time
We'll have a gay old time
It sure gets exciting around
christmas time, doesn't it, Fred?
I'll say. It's my favorite time
of the year.
Everybody's full of goodwill
to his fellow man.
Yeah. That's the way
it should be all the time.
[brakes squeal]
Watch where you're goin',
you jaywalker!
Oh, remember, Fred,
goodwill to your fellow man.
Oh, yeah, I forgot.
Merry Christmas, mack.
Ah, shut up,
frog mouth.
Boy, there's a guy with
no Christmas spirit at all.
Aren't the store windows
beautiful, Fred?
They're all loaded
with gifts.
Yeah. The windows are loaded.
It's me that isn't.
I sure could use some extra money
for presents.
Well, you should've joined
the Christmas club
instead of the golf club.
Hee hee hee!
Hey, Barney, look at this sign
in the window.
"Part time help wanted."
I can pick up some
extra Christmas money.
Gee, that's a good idea,
Fred.
You better apply for it
right away.
Alright, Flintstone.
You're hired.
Report for work
tomorrow night.
Oh, thank you,
Mr. Macyrock.
I'll be here.
I got it, Barney!
I got the job!
Oh, that's swell, Fred. Uh,
what'll you do?
I don't know.
I find out tomorrow.
Come on, let's go home now.
I want to tell Wilma the good news.
Oh, okay, but, uh, let's
take the stairs down.
The elevators
are too crowded.
Easy, Fred.
Easy, now.
Those--those stairs
are kind of uneven.
I know, but I'm in a hurry.
Come on!
Why wouldn't my steps be uneven?
People up and down
all day long!
Hiya, Betty.
Barney, where have you been?
With Fred. He got himself
a part-time job
at the bedrock
department store
So he can make some extra money
for Christmas presents.
Bamm-bamm,
put your father down.
Dinner's ready.
Boy, that roast dodo bird
sure smells good.
[honk honk honk honk]
Hoppy, where's bamm-bamm?
Bamm-bamm!
Bamm-bamm-bamm!
Hee hee hee!
Oh, for goodness sake.
Get to the table.
Okay, you can sit
there, bamm-bamm,
But don't drop any crumbs
in hoppy's pouch.
I don't know
if I like the idea
of you working
two jobs, Fred.
Well, it's only
for a week, Wilma,
And I can use the extra money
for presents.
Well, I suppose it's okay,
as long as it's just a week.
Gee, Wilma, how come I get
only one pterodactyl leg?
You've got to cut down, Fred.
You're supposed to be on a diet.
Yeah, but I gotta eat
for two now, sweetheart.
Two jobs, that is.
Heh heh heh.
You get it, pebbles?
That's a joke.
Yecch!
Okay, Sam, let's go!
[alarm]
Quittin' time.
Now to get over to Macyrocks.
What happened?
Where did everybody go?
Shee. Nobody tells me
a thing.
Alright, Flintstone.
Report to gift-wrapping.
They need help.
Yes, sir,
Mr. Macyrock.
Leave it to me.
Hmm. He doesn't
look very bright,
But he does seem willing.
Now, just watch me, Mr. Flintstone.
Tear off some christmassy paper,
Wrap it around the box,
Tie some ribbon around it,
and top it off
with a pretty bow.
Any questions, Mr. Flintstone?
No. I got it.
It's a cinch.
Good. Now get to work.
Yes, ma'am.
Evening, lady.
Uh, something to be wrapped?
Yes, this umbrella.
I'd like it gift-wrapped
in red paper
with green ribbon and a gold bow,
and I'm in a hurry.
Yes, ma'am. Have it for you
in a minute.
There's no box
big enough for this.
I'll just wrap
the paper around it.
Young man,
will you hurry?
I've been waiting
a half-hour.
Well, okay, lady.
I'm just tying the bow.
There. How's that?
Is this some kind of a joke?
Do you call that
gift-wrapped?
Well...
Yes, I do.
Oh! It's beautiful!
Heh heh heh.
Thank you, ma'am.
Fred Flintstone,
report to stock room
immediately.
Boy, I must've been
promoted already.
Some promotion.
I liked it better
in gift wrap.
Hey, how about that?
The toy department.
I haven't been in one
since I was a little kid.
Aw, hee hee,
look at that.
The little guy
likes the balloons.
Here, son.
Hold them for a while.
Gee, thanks, mister.
Heh heh heh.
Just put them back
when you're through.
Whee!
Isn't this cute?
A little baseball bat.
I bet I can still
hit the old apple.
Wow! A home run!
Uh-oh.
Whoops!
[grumbling]
Come on, mister!
It's my turn!
Yeah! You're
gonna break it!
[grumbling]
Ptoo!
Flintstone,
get off that hobby dinosaur!
Whoops! Sorry, sir!
Get that stock down
to the basement at once!
Yes, sir! I'll take it down
in the freight elevator!
Flintstone, wait!
The elevator
is out of order!
Flintstone!
You're fired!
Oh, Mr. Macyrock,
Something terrible
has happened.
The store's on fire?
Worse. Our Santa Claus is sick,
and he can't come
to work tonight.
Oh, my. Oh, my.
What will the kids say?
Call the
employment agency.
I did. All their Santa's
are working.
Ohh, they would be.
This is their busy season.
All the shoppers
are leaving the store
because there's no Santa Claus
for the kiddies.
Oh, no, where can I get a
Santa Claus this time of year?
I got it.
Hey, Flintstone!
You called?
Fred Flintstone,
my bosom companion,
my chum.
I've got
some good news for you.
Yeah, I know.
I'm fired.
No, no, no. I want you to have
the best job in the store.
I want you to be
our Santa Claus.
Santa Claus?
Yes. You're perfect
for the job.
You like kids
and besides, you don't
need any padding.
But, gee, I never--
Tut, tut. Don't thank me.
Just try the suit on.
Well, mr. Macyrock,
how do I look?
Not so good.
Put the beard on.
How's that?
Oh, perfect. Now let me hear
how jolly you can be.
Ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas,
everybody!
Great! Now, hurry
and get out there
efore we lose
all our customers.
Hey, mama, look!
There's Santa Claus!
Merry Christmas, everybody!
Ho ho ho ho ho ho!
Gee, it's really him.
Hiya, Santa Claus!
Hello!
Hello, hello, hello,
kiddies.
Christmas is
my favorite time of year
because
Everyone becomes
a Santa Claus
There's a smile
on every face
of the
happy human race
Around
the Christmas tree
The world is
one big family
Oh, I wanna shout
so everyone can hear
Merry Christmas is
my favorite time of year
Hear the carolers
a-singin'
La la la la la
Hear the jingle bells
a-ringin'
da ding ding ding ding
ding ding ding
I wanna shout
so everyone can hear
Merry Christmas is
my favorite time of year
Merry Christmas is
my favorite time of year
Merry Christmas!
[music]
And a new dress
and a new dolly
And a pair of skates
And a sled.
Heh heh heh heh heh.
Well, you just give
your mommy a list, honey,
and she'll see
that I get it.
I love you, Santa.
Gosh, these little tykes
sure get to you.
And I've been
a good boy all year.
Well, that figures, son.
Every boy and girl
I've talked to
has been good all year.
Now, kids,
Santa's going
to sing you a little song
about Dino the dinosaur's
Christmas tree.
And while I sing,
you can watch the pictures.
Ready?
Ready!
Ready!
Alright!
Here we go!
Dino the dinosaur
heard some children say
We don't have
a Christmas tree
to trim
for Christmas day
So Dino the dinosaur
Said, I mustn't fail
And he found a tree
and sawed it down
with his funny tail
And the children
were surprised and said
who trimmed
this lovely tree?
And who do you think
just gave a wink
and smiled secretly?
He
Dino the dinosaur
Felt proud
when Santa called
that's the finest tree
I ever did see
Merry Christmas
one and all
Merry Christmas
one and all
[laughter]
Tell us more, Santa.
Yeah, sing it again.
Heh heh heh heh heh.
Nice work,
Flintstone.
You did a fine job.
Oh, thank you,
mr. Macyrock,
But playing Santa Claus
is no work for me.
The kids are happy,
and so am I.
Oh, ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho! Ho!
Uh, don't overdo it,
Flintstone.
Save some of that jolly
stuff for tomorrow.
Okay, boss.
Goodnight.
Jingle bells
Jingle bells
Jingle all the way...
You know,
I think Flintstone thinks
he really is Santa Claus.
[arr arr arr]
[arr arr arr]
Dino, will you
stop that?
I told you,
Fred is working late
every night
until Christmas.
[tires screech]
Hi, Wilma.
[arr arr arr]
[arr arr arr]
[arr arr arr]
[arr arr arr]
Hi, Dino.
[yipe]
[whimpering]
Fred, is that you?
Yeah, sweetheart.
I'm home.
What got Dino
so excited, Fred?
I guess he didn't expect
to see me dressed as...
Santa Claus!
Oh. Oh, no.
The tree isn't
even trimmed yet.
Just wait there, Santa.
I'll have the tree fixed
in a jiffy.
Wilma, honey,
it's me, Fred.
Fred!
Wh-what are you doing
dressed up as Santa Claus?
Heh heh heh heh heh heh.
That's my new job.
Sit down, sweetheart,
and I'll tell you
how it happened.
Bamm-Bamm's
sound asleep, Barney.
Good. Let's
go over and see
how Fred's doing
on his new job.
Don't you think
it's kind of late?
No. He just got home.
I heard his car drive in.
And when the regular
Santa got sick,
Mr. Macyrock
gave me the job.
Oh, that's
wonderful, Fred!
Yeah. Those kids
need a Santa Claus,
and I just love
being Santa for them.
[knock on door]
Someone's at the door.
I'll get it.
Santa Claus!
Am I glad to see you!
I'd like a mink coat,
three new dresses,
some wall-to-wall
furniture and--
Aw, cut it out, Betty.
You know it's me.
Ah, I was afraid
it might be.
But just in case
you were Santa,
I didn't want to
pass up the opportunity.
Hey, Santa, how about
giving my friend Flintstone
a new bowling ball
for Christmas?
Then he'll have no excuse
when I beat him at bowling.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
I hate to say this,
but come on in.
How come you got hired
to play Santa Claus,
Fred?
Well, they needed someone
jolly who likes kids...
and has a big tummy.
And has a big tummy and--
No, no, no,
that's padding!
Right, Fred. Ever since
I've known you,
I've watched you pad it
from the inside.
Ha ha ha!
Heh heh heh heh.
Oh, yeah?
Well, just for that,
yours is one chimney
I'm not coming down.
You couldn't get down
any chimney, Fred, with this.
Lucky for you
I'm in uniform, or pow!
Now, hold it, Fred.
Remember, goodwill
to your fellow man.
heh heh heh!
Betty, this is Wilma.
Turn on your tv.
Santa Claus
is going to be on.
Santa Claus?
You mean Fred?
Shh. I want Pebbles to think
it's the real Santa.
Okay. I'll have bamm-bamm
watch, too. Bye.
Bye, Betty.
Now watch, Pebbles.
You'll see Santa Claus
in a minute.
Santa Claus! Whee!
Tonight
we're going to meet
the most popular man
in town,
the fellow who's been
keeping the kids happy
all week here at the bedrock
department store.
And here he is, jolly old
saint nick himself!
Ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas,
everybody!
Oh, Santa Claus!
Santa Claus!
That's right, honey,
and tonight Santa
comes down the chimney
with presents
for Pebbles.
Santa,
how do you account
for your tremendous
popularity?
Well, when you keep
giving presents
to everybody,
You just don't make
many enemies.
Huh? Oh, I see.
That's very funny,
Santa--very funny.
Well, it's
Christmas eve, folks,
and it's closing time,
but before you leave,
I want to wish you
the merriest
Christmas ever!
Merry Christmas...
Santa Claus!
Boy, am I bushed!
What a week,
but it was worth it.
This is a Christmas
I'll always remember.
ahh...
[snoring]
Mr. Flintstone,
wake up.
Open your eyes.
Huh? Huh? Hey, what are
you kids doing in here?
The store is closed.
We're not kids.
Blinky here
is 420 years old.
And Twinky is 385.
Oh, knock it off.
Honest. We're two
of Santa's helpers.
And he needs your help,
Mr. Flintstone.
Will you come with us
to the North Pole?
Heh heh heh heh heh.
Kids.
What imaginations.
Okay, I'll go along
with the gag.
What do I do?
Just follow us,
Mr. Flintstone.
Hey, where did you kids
get this sled?
I don't remember
seeing it before.
It belongs
to Santa Claus.
And we're taking you
to the North Pole in it.
No kidding?
Alright. Let's go.
Away, Dancer!
Away, Prancer!
And away we go!
Hey, we're leaving
the ground!
It's the only way to fly!
Get me out of here!
Put me down!
These guys
aren't fooling.
This has got to be
Santa's sled.
No regular sled
could do this.
Santa's sled calling
north pole sleighport.
Okay for landing.
Use runway 3.
Roger.
So, this is where
Santa Claus lives.
What are all those
buildings down there?
That's where
all the toys are made.
By the way, Twinky,
why does Santa
want to see me?
Oh, he'll tell you
what it's all about.
Maybe he's mad at me
for impersonating him.
Hold on. We're
going to land now.
Who is it?
It's Twinky and Blinky,
Santa,
and Mr. Flintstone.
Good, good.
Send him in.
Mr. Santa Claus?
Come in, Fred,
come in.
Ah... ah-choo!
Gesundheit.
Thank you.
This cold I have
has spoiled everything.
I can't make my ride
tonight.
What? Well,
you've got to.
All over the world,
children are waiting for you.
No. Doctor's orders.
Ah... Ah-choo!
Gesundheit.
Besides,
I can't ho ho ho.
Lsten.
Ho ho--
oh, ho!
Oh, there's nothing
jolly about that.
Well, ho ho ho
or no ho ho ho,
You can't
let the kids down.
I don't intend to.
Attaboy. Then
you'll make the ride?
No.
You will.
Me?
Uh-huh.
You've got to deliver
these presents tonight.
But--but, Santa,
I--I don't know how.
Oh, nothing to it.
Winky and Blinky
will help you,
and Dancer and Prancer
and the other reindinos
know the Route.
You've just got
to do it, Fred.
Well, okay,
if you think I can.
Oh, that's
the Christmas spirit.
Now get going.
Ah--ah--ah--
Ah-choo!
Gesundheit.
Take it away,
Blinky and Twinky!
It'll be a merry
Christmas for all!
[arr arr arr]
Ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho ho ho!
Well, they're
on their way,
and the kiddies
won't be disappointed,
Thanks to Fred--
Ah-choo--
Flintstone.
Hey, Blinky,
how can we deliver
presents
all over the world
in one night?
We don't take
coffee breaks.
Heh heh heh heh!
Are you sure
there are enough gifts
for everyone?
Nobody gets left out.
That's Santa's promise.
You can start
dropping the presents,
Mr. Flintstone.
Okay, Blinky.
Presents away!
Merry Christmas!
Ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho ho!
[gulps]
Merry Christmas!
Ho ho ho!
Gad yule!
Ho ho ho!
[Christmas greetings
in dutch]
Buon natale!
[Christmas greetings
in german]
Joyeux noel!
Christmas is
a lot of fun this year
because
I'm sittin' in
for dear old Santa Claus
Here I go
in his big red sleigh
Sailing merrily
on my way
Being Santa is such fun
Bringing cheer and joy
to everyone
Whoa
I want to shout
so everyone can hear
Merry Christmas is
my favorite time of year
Well, that's it,
Mr. Flintstone.
You did a great job.
I enjoyed it, Twinky.
We'll put you down
near your house.
Good-bye,
Mr. Flintstone.
Tell Santa I hope
he gets over his cold.
We will.
Away, Dancer.
Away, Prancer.
Good-bye!
Good-bye, winky!
Good-bye, blinky!
Bye, Mr. Flintstone!
Bye!
Nice kids, those two.
Hey, wait a minute!
I left my own presents
in the sled!
Hey, Blinky, wait!
Oh, boy.
Some Santa Claus I am.
No presents for
my own family and friends.
Well, I may as well
face the music.
Here goes.
Wilma, I got something
awful to tell you. I--
[in unison]
Merry Christmas, Fred!
Oh, you were wonderful.
Huh? Wh-what
do you mean?
Pebbles had no idea
it was you.
Neither did bamm-bamm.
You were so real.
The way you came
down the chimney...
and put
all those presents
under the tree.
And went up
the chimney again.
I got to hand it
to you, Fred,
a real Santa couldn't
have done it better.
I'm glad you got
over your cold so fast.
And all that sneezing.
Cold?
Sneezing?
Who, me?
Who else?
We'd have never known
it was you, Fred.
You put on a great act.
Excuse me a minute.
I'll be right back.
Ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas, Fred!
Ah-choo!
How about that
for a wonderful guy?
Gets out of a sickbed
to make
my Christmas merry.
Nobody can ever tell me
there's no Santa Claus.
Hey, Wilma!
Let's start
opening presents!
And to all of you
from all of us...
all: Merry Christmas!
Flintstones,
meet the Flintstones
They're the modern
stone age family
from the town of Bedrock
They're a page
right out of history
Someday, maybe Fred
will win the fight,
then that cat will
stay out for the night
When you're
with the Flintstones
Have a yabba-dabba-doo time
a dabba-doo time
We'll have a gay old time
We'll have a gay old time
Wilma!
and a new dolly,
and a pair of skates,
and a sled.
heh heh heh.
Well, you just give
your mommy a list,
honey, and she'll
see that I get it.
I love you, Santa.
Gosh,
these little tykes
sure get to you.
[alarm]
yabba-dabba-doo!
Flintstones,
meet the Flintstones
They're the modern
stone age family
from the town of Bedrock
they're a page
right out of history
Let's ride with the family
down the street
through the courtesy
of Fred's two feet
When you're
with the Flintstones
Have a yabba-dabba-doo
time
a dabba-doo time
We'll have a gay old time
It sure gets exciting around
christmas time, doesn't it, Fred?
I'll say. It's my favorite time
of the year.
Everybody's full of goodwill
to his fellow man.
Yeah. That's the way
it should be all the time.
[brakes squeal]
Watch where you're goin',
you jaywalker!
Oh, remember, Fred,
goodwill to your fellow man.
Oh, yeah, I forgot.
Merry Christmas, mack.
Ah, shut up,
frog mouth.
Boy, there's a guy with
no Christmas spirit at all.
Aren't the store windows
beautiful, Fred?
They're all loaded
with gifts.
Yeah. The windows are loaded.
It's me that isn't.
I sure could use some extra money
for presents.
Well, you should've joined
the Christmas club
instead of the golf club.
Hee hee hee!
Hey, Barney, look at this sign
in the window.
"Part time help wanted."
I can pick up some
extra Christmas money.
Gee, that's a good idea,
Fred.
You better apply for it
right away.
Alright, Flintstone.
You're hired.
Report for work
tomorrow night.
Oh, thank you,
Mr. Macyrock.
I'll be here.
I got it, Barney!
I got the job!
Oh, that's swell, Fred. Uh,
what'll you do?
I don't know.
I find out tomorrow.
Come on, let's go home now.
I want to tell Wilma the good news.
Oh, okay, but, uh, let's
take the stairs down.
The elevators
are too crowded.
Easy, Fred.
Easy, now.
Those--those stairs
are kind of uneven.
I know, but I'm in a hurry.
Come on!
Why wouldn't my steps be uneven?
People up and down
all day long!
Hiya, Betty.
Barney, where have you been?
With Fred. He got himself
a part-time job
at the bedrock
department store
So he can make some extra money
for Christmas presents.
Bamm-bamm,
put your father down.
Dinner's ready.
Boy, that roast dodo bird
sure smells good.
[honk honk honk honk]
Hoppy, where's bamm-bamm?
Bamm-bamm!
Bamm-bamm-bamm!
Hee hee hee!
Oh, for goodness sake.
Get to the table.
Okay, you can sit
there, bamm-bamm,
But don't drop any crumbs
in hoppy's pouch.
I don't know
if I like the idea
of you working
two jobs, Fred.
Well, it's only
for a week, Wilma,
And I can use the extra money
for presents.
Well, I suppose it's okay,
as long as it's just a week.
Gee, Wilma, how come I get
only one pterodactyl leg?
You've got to cut down, Fred.
You're supposed to be on a diet.
Yeah, but I gotta eat
for two now, sweetheart.
Two jobs, that is.
Heh heh heh.
You get it, pebbles?
That's a joke.
Yecch!
Okay, Sam, let's go!
[alarm]
Quittin' time.
Now to get over to Macyrocks.
What happened?
Where did everybody go?
Shee. Nobody tells me
a thing.
Alright, Flintstone.
Report to gift-wrapping.
They need help.
Yes, sir,
Mr. Macyrock.
Leave it to me.
Hmm. He doesn't
look very bright,
But he does seem willing.
Now, just watch me, Mr. Flintstone.
Tear off some christmassy paper,
Wrap it around the box,
Tie some ribbon around it,
and top it off
with a pretty bow.
Any questions, Mr. Flintstone?
No. I got it.
It's a cinch.
Good. Now get to work.
Yes, ma'am.
Evening, lady.
Uh, something to be wrapped?
Yes, this umbrella.
I'd like it gift-wrapped
in red paper
with green ribbon and a gold bow,
and I'm in a hurry.
Yes, ma'am. Have it for you
in a minute.
There's no box
big enough for this.
I'll just wrap
the paper around it.
Young man,
will you hurry?
I've been waiting
a half-hour.
Well, okay, lady.
I'm just tying the bow.
There. How's that?
Is this some kind of a joke?
Do you call that
gift-wrapped?
Well...
Yes, I do.
Oh! It's beautiful!
Heh heh heh.
Thank you, ma'am.
Fred Flintstone,
report to stock room
immediately.
Boy, I must've been
promoted already.
Some promotion.
I liked it better
in gift wrap.
Hey, how about that?
The toy department.
I haven't been in one
since I was a little kid.
Aw, hee hee,
look at that.
The little guy
likes the balloons.
Here, son.
Hold them for a while.
Gee, thanks, mister.
Heh heh heh.
Just put them back
when you're through.
Whee!
Isn't this cute?
A little baseball bat.
I bet I can still
hit the old apple.
Wow! A home run!
Uh-oh.
Whoops!
[grumbling]
Come on, mister!
It's my turn!
Yeah! You're
gonna break it!
[grumbling]
Ptoo!
Flintstone,
get off that hobby dinosaur!
Whoops! Sorry, sir!
Get that stock down
to the basement at once!
Yes, sir! I'll take it down
in the freight elevator!
Flintstone, wait!
The elevator
is out of order!
Flintstone!
You're fired!
Oh, Mr. Macyrock,
Something terrible
has happened.
The store's on fire?
Worse. Our Santa Claus is sick,
and he can't come
to work tonight.
Oh, my. Oh, my.
What will the kids say?
Call the
employment agency.
I did. All their Santa's
are working.
Ohh, they would be.
This is their busy season.
All the shoppers
are leaving the store
because there's no Santa Claus
for the kiddies.
Oh, no, where can I get a
Santa Claus this time of year?
I got it.
Hey, Flintstone!
You called?
Fred Flintstone,
my bosom companion,
my chum.
I've got
some good news for you.
Yeah, I know.
I'm fired.
No, no, no. I want you to have
the best job in the store.
I want you to be
our Santa Claus.
Santa Claus?
Yes. You're perfect
for the job.
You like kids
and besides, you don't
need any padding.
But, gee, I never--
Tut, tut. Don't thank me.
Just try the suit on.
Well, mr. Macyrock,
how do I look?
Not so good.
Put the beard on.
How's that?
Oh, perfect. Now let me hear
how jolly you can be.
Ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas,
everybody!
Great! Now, hurry
and get out there
efore we lose
all our customers.
Hey, mama, look!
There's Santa Claus!
Merry Christmas, everybody!
Ho ho ho ho ho ho!
Gee, it's really him.
Hiya, Santa Claus!
Hello!
Hello, hello, hello,
kiddies.
Christmas is
my favorite time of year
because
Everyone becomes
a Santa Claus
There's a smile
on every face
of the
happy human race
Around
the Christmas tree
The world is
one big family
Oh, I wanna shout
so everyone can hear
Merry Christmas is
my favorite time of year
Hear the carolers
a-singin'
La la la la la
Hear the jingle bells
a-ringin'
da ding ding ding ding
ding ding ding
I wanna shout
so everyone can hear
Merry Christmas is
my favorite time of year
Merry Christmas is
my favorite time of year
Merry Christmas!
[music]
And a new dress
and a new dolly
And a pair of skates
And a sled.
Heh heh heh heh heh.
Well, you just give
your mommy a list, honey,
and she'll see
that I get it.
I love you, Santa.
Gosh, these little tykes
sure get to you.
And I've been
a good boy all year.
Well, that figures, son.
Every boy and girl
I've talked to
has been good all year.
Now, kids,
Santa's going
to sing you a little song
about Dino the dinosaur's
Christmas tree.
And while I sing,
you can watch the pictures.
Ready?
Ready!
Ready!
Alright!
Here we go!
Dino the dinosaur
heard some children say
We don't have
a Christmas tree
to trim
for Christmas day
So Dino the dinosaur
Said, I mustn't fail
And he found a tree
and sawed it down
with his funny tail
And the children
were surprised and said
who trimmed
this lovely tree?
And who do you think
just gave a wink
and smiled secretly?
He
Dino the dinosaur
Felt proud
when Santa called
that's the finest tree
I ever did see
Merry Christmas
one and all
Merry Christmas
one and all
[laughter]
Tell us more, Santa.
Yeah, sing it again.
Heh heh heh heh heh.
Nice work,
Flintstone.
You did a fine job.
Oh, thank you,
mr. Macyrock,
But playing Santa Claus
is no work for me.
The kids are happy,
and so am I.
Oh, ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho! Ho!
Uh, don't overdo it,
Flintstone.
Save some of that jolly
stuff for tomorrow.
Okay, boss.
Goodnight.
Jingle bells
Jingle bells
Jingle all the way...
You know,
I think Flintstone thinks
he really is Santa Claus.
[arr arr arr]
[arr arr arr]
Dino, will you
stop that?
I told you,
Fred is working late
every night
until Christmas.
[tires screech]
Hi, Wilma.
[arr arr arr]
[arr arr arr]
[arr arr arr]
[arr arr arr]
Hi, Dino.
[yipe]
[whimpering]
Fred, is that you?
Yeah, sweetheart.
I'm home.
What got Dino
so excited, Fred?
I guess he didn't expect
to see me dressed as...
Santa Claus!
Oh. Oh, no.
The tree isn't
even trimmed yet.
Just wait there, Santa.
I'll have the tree fixed
in a jiffy.
Wilma, honey,
it's me, Fred.
Fred!
Wh-what are you doing
dressed up as Santa Claus?
Heh heh heh heh heh heh.
That's my new job.
Sit down, sweetheart,
and I'll tell you
how it happened.
Bamm-Bamm's
sound asleep, Barney.
Good. Let's
go over and see
how Fred's doing
on his new job.
Don't you think
it's kind of late?
No. He just got home.
I heard his car drive in.
And when the regular
Santa got sick,
Mr. Macyrock
gave me the job.
Oh, that's
wonderful, Fred!
Yeah. Those kids
need a Santa Claus,
and I just love
being Santa for them.
[knock on door]
Someone's at the door.
I'll get it.
Santa Claus!
Am I glad to see you!
I'd like a mink coat,
three new dresses,
some wall-to-wall
furniture and--
Aw, cut it out, Betty.
You know it's me.
Ah, I was afraid
it might be.
But just in case
you were Santa,
I didn't want to
pass up the opportunity.
Hey, Santa, how about
giving my friend Flintstone
a new bowling ball
for Christmas?
Then he'll have no excuse
when I beat him at bowling.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
I hate to say this,
but come on in.
How come you got hired
to play Santa Claus,
Fred?
Well, they needed someone
jolly who likes kids...
and has a big tummy.
And has a big tummy and--
No, no, no,
that's padding!
Right, Fred. Ever since
I've known you,
I've watched you pad it
from the inside.
Ha ha ha!
Heh heh heh heh.
Oh, yeah?
Well, just for that,
yours is one chimney
I'm not coming down.
You couldn't get down
any chimney, Fred, with this.
Lucky for you
I'm in uniform, or pow!
Now, hold it, Fred.
Remember, goodwill
to your fellow man.
heh heh heh!
Betty, this is Wilma.
Turn on your tv.
Santa Claus
is going to be on.
Santa Claus?
You mean Fred?
Shh. I want Pebbles to think
it's the real Santa.
Okay. I'll have bamm-bamm
watch, too. Bye.
Bye, Betty.
Now watch, Pebbles.
You'll see Santa Claus
in a minute.
Santa Claus! Whee!
Tonight
we're going to meet
the most popular man
in town,
the fellow who's been
keeping the kids happy
all week here at the bedrock
department store.
And here he is, jolly old
saint nick himself!
Ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas,
everybody!
Oh, Santa Claus!
Santa Claus!
That's right, honey,
and tonight Santa
comes down the chimney
with presents
for Pebbles.
Santa,
how do you account
for your tremendous
popularity?
Well, when you keep
giving presents
to everybody,
You just don't make
many enemies.
Huh? Oh, I see.
That's very funny,
Santa--very funny.
Well, it's
Christmas eve, folks,
and it's closing time,
but before you leave,
I want to wish you
the merriest
Christmas ever!
Merry Christmas...
Santa Claus!
Boy, am I bushed!
What a week,
but it was worth it.
This is a Christmas
I'll always remember.
ahh...
[snoring]
Mr. Flintstone,
wake up.
Open your eyes.
Huh? Huh? Hey, what are
you kids doing in here?
The store is closed.
We're not kids.
Blinky here
is 420 years old.
And Twinky is 385.
Oh, knock it off.
Honest. We're two
of Santa's helpers.
And he needs your help,
Mr. Flintstone.
Will you come with us
to the North Pole?
Heh heh heh heh heh.
Kids.
What imaginations.
Okay, I'll go along
with the gag.
What do I do?
Just follow us,
Mr. Flintstone.
Hey, where did you kids
get this sled?
I don't remember
seeing it before.
It belongs
to Santa Claus.
And we're taking you
to the North Pole in it.
No kidding?
Alright. Let's go.
Away, Dancer!
Away, Prancer!
And away we go!
Hey, we're leaving
the ground!
It's the only way to fly!
Get me out of here!
Put me down!
These guys
aren't fooling.
This has got to be
Santa's sled.
No regular sled
could do this.
Santa's sled calling
north pole sleighport.
Okay for landing.
Use runway 3.
Roger.
So, this is where
Santa Claus lives.
What are all those
buildings down there?
That's where
all the toys are made.
By the way, Twinky,
why does Santa
want to see me?
Oh, he'll tell you
what it's all about.
Maybe he's mad at me
for impersonating him.
Hold on. We're
going to land now.
Who is it?
It's Twinky and Blinky,
Santa,
and Mr. Flintstone.
Good, good.
Send him in.
Mr. Santa Claus?
Come in, Fred,
come in.
Ah... ah-choo!
Gesundheit.
Thank you.
This cold I have
has spoiled everything.
I can't make my ride
tonight.
What? Well,
you've got to.
All over the world,
children are waiting for you.
No. Doctor's orders.
Ah... Ah-choo!
Gesundheit.
Besides,
I can't ho ho ho.
Lsten.
Ho ho--
oh, ho!
Oh, there's nothing
jolly about that.
Well, ho ho ho
or no ho ho ho,
You can't
let the kids down.
I don't intend to.
Attaboy. Then
you'll make the ride?
No.
You will.
Me?
Uh-huh.
You've got to deliver
these presents tonight.
But--but, Santa,
I--I don't know how.
Oh, nothing to it.
Winky and Blinky
will help you,
and Dancer and Prancer
and the other reindinos
know the Route.
You've just got
to do it, Fred.
Well, okay,
if you think I can.
Oh, that's
the Christmas spirit.
Now get going.
Ah--ah--ah--
Ah-choo!
Gesundheit.
Take it away,
Blinky and Twinky!
It'll be a merry
Christmas for all!
[arr arr arr]
Ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho ho ho!
Well, they're
on their way,
and the kiddies
won't be disappointed,
Thanks to Fred--
Ah-choo--
Flintstone.
Hey, Blinky,
how can we deliver
presents
all over the world
in one night?
We don't take
coffee breaks.
Heh heh heh heh!
Are you sure
there are enough gifts
for everyone?
Nobody gets left out.
That's Santa's promise.
You can start
dropping the presents,
Mr. Flintstone.
Okay, Blinky.
Presents away!
Merry Christmas!
Ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho ho!
[gulps]
Merry Christmas!
Ho ho ho!
Gad yule!
Ho ho ho!
[Christmas greetings
in dutch]
Buon natale!
[Christmas greetings
in german]
Joyeux noel!
Christmas is
a lot of fun this year
because
I'm sittin' in
for dear old Santa Claus
Here I go
in his big red sleigh
Sailing merrily
on my way
Being Santa is such fun
Bringing cheer and joy
to everyone
Whoa
I want to shout
so everyone can hear
Merry Christmas is
my favorite time of year
Well, that's it,
Mr. Flintstone.
You did a great job.
I enjoyed it, Twinky.
We'll put you down
near your house.
Good-bye,
Mr. Flintstone.
Tell Santa I hope
he gets over his cold.
We will.
Away, Dancer.
Away, Prancer.
Good-bye!
Good-bye, winky!
Good-bye, blinky!
Bye, Mr. Flintstone!
Bye!
Nice kids, those two.
Hey, wait a minute!
I left my own presents
in the sled!
Hey, Blinky, wait!
Oh, boy.
Some Santa Claus I am.
No presents for
my own family and friends.
Well, I may as well
face the music.
Here goes.
Wilma, I got something
awful to tell you. I--
[in unison]
Merry Christmas, Fred!
Oh, you were wonderful.
Huh? Wh-what
do you mean?
Pebbles had no idea
it was you.
Neither did bamm-bamm.
You were so real.
The way you came
down the chimney...
and put
all those presents
under the tree.
And went up
the chimney again.
I got to hand it
to you, Fred,
a real Santa couldn't
have done it better.
I'm glad you got
over your cold so fast.
And all that sneezing.
Cold?
Sneezing?
Who, me?
Who else?
We'd have never known
it was you, Fred.
You put on a great act.
Excuse me a minute.
I'll be right back.
Ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas, Fred!
Ah-choo!
How about that
for a wonderful guy?
Gets out of a sickbed
to make
my Christmas merry.
Nobody can ever tell me
there's no Santa Claus.
Hey, Wilma!
Let's start
opening presents!
And to all of you
from all of us...
all: Merry Christmas!
Flintstones,
meet the Flintstones
They're the modern
stone age family
from the town of Bedrock
They're a page
right out of history
Someday, maybe Fred
will win the fight,
then that cat will
stay out for the night
When you're
with the Flintstones
Have a yabba-dabba-doo time
a dabba-doo time
We'll have a gay old time
We'll have a gay old time
Wilma!