The Flintstones (1960–1966): Season 6, Episode 14 - Seeing Doubles - full transcript

I got a feeling, Fred,

That Wilma and Betty
aren't going to be

too sympathetic
toward our cause.

Why would they
object to bowling?

Besides, it's
the playoff game

Between
slate rock quarry

and our rivals,
the dobe mixers.

We can't miss this.

I agree, but the girls
will turn a deaf ear.

It's friday,

The night they expect us
to take them out to dinner.



You made your point.

Now try to be
more constructive.

Think of an angle.

I got it, Barney!
I got the solution!

Barney boy, I got it!

I'll talk to Betty
for you,

And you talk
to Wilma for me.

Swell. What do we
talk about?

We talk about the big
pin and ball meeting

At the lodge
tonight.

And what is pin
and ball meeting?

It's the meeting

Where the pin
and ball committee

selects the wife
who'll receive



The wife-
Of-The-Year pin

at the lodge ball.

The whole thing is a figurine
of my imagination.

Pretty good
for a figurine.

Why would we have to
be there necessarily?

Because, Barney-Boy,
I've appointed us

heads of the committee.

Fred, you're a genius.

It isn't exactly a lie.

There's a grain
of truth,

Pins and balls being
a large part of the evening.

We'll see Betty first.

[Toot]

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

Worked like a charm,
huh, Barney?

You could sell an anchor
to a drowning man.

Betty swallowed that story
hook, pin, and ball.

I hope I do
as well with Wilma.

You better, Barn.
In this operation,

like this There's
no room for error.

What are you doing
with that bowling ball?

We're bowling,
aren't we?

Not if our wives
see that.

I'm going inside.

Give me a minute,

And then I'll say,

"I hope nothing
comes up."

That's
when you come in.

When you say, "I hope
nothing comes up."

Right. Without
the bowling ball.

I got you, pal.

Wilma, honey,
I'm home!

Fred, dear, I didn't
hear you come in.

I was doing
the washing.

Isn't it time
you stopped working

and got ready
to go out to dinner?

Fred, this is the first time
you've remembered

without being
reminded.

Why, I think that
about all day.

There isn't anything
I'd rather do.

I sure hope nothing
comes up to spoil it.

[Arr arr arr]

Gaa gaa gee!

I don't understand,
Fred.

What could possibly
come up?

Uh, what's that?

Would you say that
a little louder, Wilma?

I said, what could
possibly come up?

Oh, what could
possibly come up?

Well, I sure hope
nothing comes up!

Uh-Oh.

Oops.

What could that be
coming up?

Uh, is Fred home,
Wilma?

Who do you think
opened the door, stupid?

Oh, oh, Fred.

Something
just came up.

Is that so,
Barney? What?

Well, it's
pin and ball time.

I, uh...

Pin and ball time?

Do you mean
to tell me

It's time to decide

whose wife will receive
one of the award pins

at the next
lodge ball?

Yeah. It's time to decide
who gets the pin award

at the ball...
and, uh...

And We've got to be
at the lodge tonight

because we're
on the committee.

Ah-Goo! Ball!

The pin and ball
committee?

Yeah, that's right,
Wilma.

I was supposed to
tell Fred,

and I forgot
all about it.

Ball! Ball!

We're on
the committee.

And I wanted to take
Wilma out to dinner!

Well, emergencies
can't be helped.

I mean, if you're
on a committee.

Is this your
bowling ball, Barney?

No. I've never
seen it.

Then I'll just throw it
in the trash.

Pebbles might
hurt herself.

No, Barney. No!

Wilma, that is
my bowling ball!

It's always rolling
out of my house!

You two should be
ashamed of yourselves.

Pin and ball committee,
indeed!

You've both got bowling
written all over you.

Wilma, are you
accusing us of lying?

Of course.

Look, I'm not an ogre.

I know you have had a certain
amount of recreation.

Why don't you try telling the truth
and see what happens?

You might be
surprised.

O.K., Wilma, honey.

Tonight's
the big playoff

between slate rock
and the dobe mixers.

And Barney and me,
we're the anchormen.

We've got to be there.

Now, that's acting like
a grown man.

Doesn't the truth
feel good?

Yeah. Sort of
gives me goose bumps.

Well, honey,
what do you say?

Can I go bowling?

No! You're taking me
out to dinner!

Gazoo! Gazoo!
Where are you?

You really think
Gazoo can help us?

If he can't,
nobody can.

Hey, Gazoo!

What's getting two
guys out of the house

to go bowling

compared to making the
trip from his planet?

When he shows up,
we'll leave it to him.

Sure, if he answers.

You know
he sleeps soundly.

Hey, let's rest awhile.
I'm beat.

O.K.

Hey!
What's the big idea?

Look where
you're sitting.

Gazoo, we've been looking
all over for you!

I've been under your nose
all the time.

What's on your mind?

We've got a bowling
playoff game tonight.

Forgetr. I don't know
anything about bowling.

Just a minute,
Gazoo!

You were
sent down here

to do good deeds
and serve us.

So far, you haven't done
anything but sleep!

O.K. I'll help you.
Don't make a scene.

Well, now,
what's the problem?

We got this important
bowling match.

But our wives insist
we take them to dinner.

You want to be
in one place,

but you have to
be in another. Simple.

It's is?
What do we do?

Did you ever hear
of a law

that says there can't be
two Freds and two Barneys?

No, that I can remenber.
No. You, Barn?

I never heard
of that one.

So...

now there are.

Gentlemen, meet
Fred and Barney nothing.

Hey,
that's terrific!

What's terrigic about it?

Now there's four of us
that can't go bowling.

Wrong.
Two can go bowling,

And two can take
the wives to dinner.

Don't you get it, Barn?

We bowl,
and our doubles

Double for us
at home.

Gazoo, I got
one word for you!

Yabba-Dabba-Doo!

Hold it, Fred.

When these dummies
talk to Betty and Wilma,

They're liable to spill
everything they know.

You think I'd take
such a stupid chance?

Watch.

All right, nothings,
attention!

At ease.

Now, hear this,
Fred and Barney nothing.

While you are
Flintstone and Rubble,

You'll be able to say
only one word each.

Fred will say yes,

And Barney
will only say no.

Is that clear?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

No. No. No.

Good.
Good. Good.

My nothing
doesn't understand.

He said,
"No. No. No."

Don't be so dumb, Barn.

That's all
he can say.

And he says no,
He don't mean no.

- No?
- No.

- What does he mean?
- He means yes!

Yes, what?

Not "yes, what,"
yes, no!

You see, if he...

forget it, Barn!

What do we do
now, Gazoo?

You might leave

and let me go
back to my nap.

Hey! What you're doing?
Where'd they go?

At this precise moment,

your doubles are waiting
to take your wives to dinner.

How about that!

We're free
to go bowling.

I hate to be dumb,

But how do we get
our bowling balls?

That does
present a problem.

Oh, very well.

Next, you'll ask me
to be the pin boy.

Hold it, Gazoo!

What do we do with Fred
and Barney nothing

- when we're through?
- Bring back to me...

I'll snap them out.
Now, get lost!

Well, Barn, what are
we waiting for?

Let's get lost.

Yabba-Dabba-Doo!

I caught the boys
in the big lie

and insisted they
take us out to dinner.

[Ah-Choo!]

Oh, wouldn't
you know,

the only thing I'm allergic
to is face powder.

That was made up,

that business about the pin
and ball committee?

All but
the pin and ball part.

How did you know
they're not telling the truth?

Oh, that's easy.

Barney isn't half as good
a liar as Fred.

And now,
for their punishment.

What do you have
in mind?

The most expensive restaurant
in town-- Maison la Rock.

They'll never agree
to go there.

It's worth a try while their
consciences are bothering them.

Maybe we should tell them
about these new dresses.

I can't think of a
better time. Let's go.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

No. No. No.

- Yes.
- No.

Fred, do you like
my new dress?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

I bought a dress,
too, Barney.

You don't mind,
do you?

No. No. No.

See, we've got them
in the palms of our hands.

Let's spring the
restaurant on them.

For being
such naughty boys,

You're going to take us
to Maison la Rock.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

It's not too expensive,
Barney?

No. No. No.

Well, let's go!

Ladies and gentlemen,

Has this been a contest,
or has this been a contest?

This has been a contest.

The man about to bowl
is Fred Flintstone,

Slate's anchorman.

This little toss
could finish the game.

One strike, and the slates
will chalk up another win,

which will cinch the series.

What a bowler.

Watch him get a fix
on that headpin.

- Atta-Boy, Fred.
- Yeah, don't get, pal.

Before what might well be
the final throw,

let me remind you that
our sponsor is gulpies,

the dinosaur
vitaminized vittle.

Ask your dinosaur
what he wants for dinner.

He'll tell you gulpies.

O.K., Mr. Flintstone,
let it fly.

Yay!

Atta-Boy, pal!

That does it,
ladies and gentlemen.

The slates knocked out
the dobe mixers.

Remember who brought you
this match!

It was...uh, it, uh,

It came to you through
the courtesy of gulpies!

Delicious!
Ask your dinosaur.

Guess we left
those dobe mixers

with mud on their faces,
huh, Barn?

You were superb, Fred.

Not to mention
pretty good.

Step on it, Fred.

We're late getting home.

You're forgetting,
at this moment,

we are entertaining
our wives at dinner,

Thanks to Fred
and Barney nothing.

I wonder where they--
We took them.

Probably to Bill and Joe's
beanery, as usual.

Look, Barn!

Isn't that your car

in the Maison
la Rock parking lot?

Hey, yeah.

I can't even afford
to park there.

There may be a lot of things
going on we can't afford.

Let's have a look, say.

Will you look
at that, Barn?

Those nothings have ordered
everything on the menu.

I thought my double
would say no.

We better do something,

or those freeloaders will
eat up our life savings.

And our wife savings.

Mind if we
powder our noses?

No. No. No.

It would be
thoughtful

if there were champagne
when we get back.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Champagne,
coming up.

Champagne...oh, boy!

We got to get those
nothings back to Gazoo

and snapped out, fast!

Hey, watch it, Fred.

Let's go, Barn.
This is our chance.

O.K., You nothings!
The feast is over.

Let's get going!

You take mine. I'll take yours.
It'll look better.

We'll soon be rid of
these nothings.

Fred Flintstone?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Well, well.

Why don't you join
the missus and me?

You in a hurry?

No. No. No.

Barney, you see
what I see?

Your boss, and he's
talking to us.

Well, Fred,
Barney!

This is a pleasant surprise.

Do you come here
often?

- Yes. Yes. Yes.
- Yeah, I glad to hear it.

I was thinking of
giving Fred a raise,

but if he can afford
Maison la Rock,

I guesse he doesn't need it.

No. No. No.

Barney, of all
the dumb things to say!

You killed my raise!

I didn't say
nothing, Fred.

Oh, yeah. I'm getting
a little confused.

We better have

those nothings paged

before they
lose me my job.

Where are
you boys going?

Wilma! Barney,
look who's here.

I'm looking.
I'm looking.

What's the matter?

You act as though
you'd never seen us.

Uh, it's your dress,
Wilma.

That's what I've
never seen before.

That's
a new one,

- Isn't it, Betty?
- Oh, you two!

You're the end.
Aren't they, Betty?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Barney, did you order
the champagne?

No. I thought it was
too expensive.

The champagne
you ordered.

I'm sure I said no.

Yeah, but I,
no doubt, said yes.

Barney, how about
dancing with Mrs. Slate?

My arches
have me grounded.

No. No. No.

Perhaps Mr. Flintstone
would like to dance.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Well, that's nice
of you, Fred.

Rubble, Flintstone
outclasses you 2-1.

No. No. No.

But yes, yes, yes.

We're getting in
over our heads.

My nothing is dancing
with my boss's wife.

What do we do now?

We dance.

You cut in, and I'll cut
out with Fred nothing.

Wilma,
would you care

to trip the light
fantastical?

Fred, you haven't
danced with me in years!

Betty, let's give
your new dress a whirl.

I thought
you'd never ask.

Betty,
I see Fred's boss.

I'm going over
and say hello.

We'll have
the next dance, OK?

Of course, Barney dear.

Maybe you can talk him into
giving Fred a raise.

Yeah. Could be.

Fred, may I cut in?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Wilma, your dress
is opening in back.

Go fix the zipper.

Oh, dear!

Mr. Rubble,
do you mind

if we return
to my table?

I can't, Mrs. Slate.

Well, I can, Mr. Rubble.

Hey, Fred, did you
get rid of your double?

No. No. No.

You sure
you're not him?

Yes! Yes!

Can't you say
anything else?

Yes, I'm sure not him.

There you are, back at
your boss's table.

Oh, that gives me
an idea.

Come with me.

Do I look like
a waiter, Fred?

Yeah. A dumbwaiter.

Keep that mop
on your head.

Two soups, coming up!

Whoops!

That's too bad.

Boy, am I
the clumsy one.

We take care,

Fix up o.K.

We fix! We fix!

We get them all
clean up.

No. No. No.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Poor Mr. Flintstone.

What a ghastly
accident.

At least the waiters
were pleasant about it.

I hope we didn't
burn them with hot soup.

How can you burn
nothings?

We got to find Gazoo,
and get rid of them.

Don't worry we'll find him.

How do we explain
to Wilma and Betty

Why we sneaked out?

Barney, please, one
problem at the time.

We'll burn that bridge
when we come to it.

I hope by then
it isn't washed out.

Gazoo, where are you?

Come out, come out,
wherever you are!

Hey, Fred,
try sitting down.

That's how you found
Gazoo last time.

I guess
it's worth a try.

Uh-Oh. There go our
nothings with the car.

Yeah! Our doubles
have double-crossed us!

How much farther
to home, Fred?

Only another...

6 miles.

They're stopping, Fred.
We're in luck.

This is luck?

We've come to your bridge.
Start burning it.

Wilma, I can explain
everything.

You don't
have to explain.

Mr. Slate told us all about
those clumsy waiters.

Were you hurt?

Hurt? Why...

We went into shock.

Yeah. That's right.

We found ourselves
wandering down the road.

Oh, you poor dears.

We'll get you home
and take care of you.

Mr. Slate
paid the check.

- That was darn nice of him.
- Boy that's good news.

He said he'd take it
out of Fred's salary,

a little each week.

He always was a...
cheapskate!

It looks like
our troubles are over.

[Horn honking]

Not yet, they're not.

Look at those
crazy drivers!

I'll follow them
and get their number.

Don't do that.

They might run us
off the road.

Besides, we don't
feel too good.

You better
get us home.

[Horn honking]

I got the number.

It's 2-6-5-4-7.

No.
It's 2-6-5-3-7.

It couldn't be.
That's our number.

Wilma's right!
It was 2-6-5-4-7.

When are you getting
your eyes examined?

I'm sorry, Fred.
I didn't to...

Have them examine
your brain, too.

[Siren]

Hey, isn't that you,
Mr. Flintstone?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

And your buddy
Rubble?

No. No. No.

Come on, Mr. Rubble.

You know you were
doing 85?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Well, slow down, huh?
Stay within the speed limit.

No. No. No.

If you're going to
get smart,

I'll give you
a ticket.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Did you say
yes, yes, yes?

No. No. No.

You guys are flip.
Better follow me.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Relax, while Betty
and I fix some tea.

We got to find
that nitwit Gazoo

before those nothings
cause more trouble.

The boys are acting
strange, Betty.

Maybe it's from the
shock of the hot soup.

[Knock on door]

Now, who could
that be at this hour?

Excuse me,
Mrs. Flintstone.

I found your husband and
his buddy driving all over the

From the way they're acting,
they need a doctor.

Poor dears.

You're right, officer.

They were frightened
by some hot soup.

Oh, I see.

They were frightened
by some hot soup.

Good night, ma'am.
I'm cutting out of here!

Now those nothings
are in your house.

I hate to think
about it.

Get off me,
you big lummox!

Gazoo, where
have you been?

Why do you always
ask me that?

You've got to get rid
of our doubles.

They're ruined our lives.

All right,
don't get excited.

Bring them to me,
and I'll snap them out.

We can't.
They're in the house.

Get them out.

Can't you do
something?

I'll be here
when you're ready.

Don't disappear again.

I won't.

I just want to relax.
If you don't mind.

Do you feel
all right now, Fred?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Wilma, look!

Blah! Blah! Blah!

Fred, outside!
A burglar!

Barney, quick!
Get him!

Out of the window!

[Crash]

Gazoo, over here!

Gazoo!

Get them!
Make them disappear!

Well, there you are.
Now, are you satisfied?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

What happened?

Didn't I snap out
the nothings?

- No. No. No.
- I'll have to fix that

First get rid
of the nothings,

Then bring back
Flintstone and Rubble.

Gee, thanks.

Yeah, thanks.

If you don't mind,

I'd like to catch up
on my sleep.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Thanks, thanks,
thanks, Gazoo,

For getting us
out of trouble.

Forget it.

Incidentally,
in the future,

try telling the truth,

And your troubles
won't be doubles.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Right! Right! Right!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Ha ha ha!

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!