Man quotes from The Flintstones (1994)

View Quote Man: Yeah!
Barney Rubble: Okay, Brother Flintstone, we need a strike to win. Can you do it?
Fred Flintstone: Is the Earth flat?
Barney Rubble: Come on, Freddie!
Man: Come on, hit it!
Barney Rubble: Come on, twinkle toes.
All: Fred!
Hoagie: Waka-waka-woo!
All: Waka-waka-woo!
Hoagie: Wooga-wooga-wee!
All: Wooga-wooga-wee! Piki-piki-piki! Poki-poki-poki!! Ahhhhhhhh-oooh!
Barney Rubble: Lava juice! Hey, can I have everybody's attention, please? I would like to propose a toast to not only a great bowler, but a great human being. And no offense to you guys. "Since I was just a lad often, I've had the very bestest friend. "He may be big, he may be loud, "so you'll never lose him in a crowd. "But for my friend the special part... "Is what's behind his ribs... His heart." "I owe my son to him, and now... "I stand before my peers and vow... "I'll pay him back, someday, somehow." The end.
Fred Flintstone: That was beautiful, Barn.
Barney Rubble: I meant every word of it, Fred.
Fred Flintstone: Care to join me in a cold one?
Barney Rubble: Love to.
Hoagie: It doesn't get any better than this.

View Quote Man: Hey, what's the special?
Bird: This job sucks.
Joe Rockhead: What you got today?
Hoagie: Lizard and onions. Want half?
Joe Rockhead: Sure.
Barney Rubble: You know, Fred, I hear that eatin' too much red meat is bad for you.
Fred Flintstone: What a load of bunk. My father ate it every day of his life, he lived to the ripe old age of 38.
Cliff Vandercave: Your attention please. May I have your attention! I have a very important announcement to make.
Barney Rubble: You found out why the guys in pit six are losing their hair?
Cliff Vandercave: Yes! And we are currently in the process of refuting the results of that investigation. But today I am here to formally announce the creation of Slate and Company's executive placement program. Hold your questions, please. That's right, this Saturday an aptitude test will be given, granting one of you the opportunity to crawl out of the primordial ooze and be somebody. A vice president at Slate and Company, with an obscene salary and a shiny nameplate.
All: Ooh.
Cliff Vandercave: Good luck, and may the best biped win.
Fred Flintstone: An executive? This is my chance to be somebody. Be somebody.
Pebbles: Whee! Higher, Bamm-Bamm, higher! Higher! Higher! Whee!
Betty Rubble: Wilma.
Wilma Flintstone: Hmm?
Betty Rubble: How did you get rid of the ring around the collar?
Wilma Flintstone: I just started washing Fred's neck.
Betty Rubble: Hmm. You know, Wilma, if Fred scores the highest on that test, you'll be able to hire someone to do your laundry for you.
Wilma Flintstone: If Fred scores the highest on that test, I'll have to hire someone to revive me.
Betty Rubble: Oh, it's true, Fred's no Albert Einstone. But you never know, he may surprise you.
Pebbles: Whee!
Wilma Flintstone: Well, maybe. He has been studying day and night.
Pebbles: Whee!
Betty Rubble: I know! I've never seen him so excited about something you couldn't spread mayonnaise on.

View Quote Store Manager: Excuse me. Mrs. Rubble?
Betty Rubble: Yes.
Store Manager: There seems to be a slight problem with your credit carol.
Betty Rubble: Really? And what would that be?
Store Manager: It's no damn good!
Betty Rubble: I have never been so embarrassed in my entire life.
Wilma Flintstone: Go and play, children.
Betty Rubble: Wilma, I promise you I'll pay you back. I just don't know when.
Wilma Flintstone: Oh, now, Betty. It can't be as bad as all that.
Betty Rubble: But it is. Barney's still out of work, we've nearly spent all of our savings. And, Wilma, what if the adoption agency finds out? I don't want to lose my baby.
Wilma Flintstone: I swear, Betty, Fred and I would never let that happen.
Betty Rubble: Oh, Wilma.
Wilma Flintstone: Oh, Betty.
Man: Pterodactyl alert!
Pebbles: Mommy, help!
Bird: Ow, yuck! Ew!

View Quote Hoagie: String him up!
Fred Flintstone: You can't do this. I was framed!
Grizzled Man: In a minute you're going to be boxed.
All: [cheering]
Barney Rubble: Anybody want a snow cone?
Fred Flintstone: Barney!
Barney Rubble: Fred! What are you doing here?
Fred Flintstone: I'm getting lynched!
Barney Rubble: Oh. I got cherry, lime, rocky road.
Grizzled Man: Wait a minute. Do you know this guy?
Barney Rubble: Know him? He used to be my best friend. In a way, if it wasn't for me, this whole mess probably wouldn't have happened.
Grizzled Man: Thanks for filling us in. We could've made a very big mistake here. Hang both of 'em.
Barney Rubble: What? Gee, take it easy. They make you pay for your own uniforms.
Fred Flintstone: Barney, I thought you came to save me.
Barney Rubble: Save you? I saw a crowd, I figured I'd sell a few snow cones.
Fred Flintstone: You mean you haven't forgiven me yet?
Barney Rubble: Nope. And frankly, I don't think this is going to help.
Roxanne: I took a cherry.
Barney Rubble: I can't break a 20.
Fred Flintstone: Hey, hey, hey! Wait a minute! Look, Barn, I know you're still a little mad at me. But I want you to know, if I had to have someone hanging next to me, I'm glad it's you.
Barney Rubble: I guess switchin' them tests didn't turn out much like I planned, huh, Fred?
Accuser: Hey, got any lemon?
Barney Rubble: Check in the back. Gee, why can't business be this good every day? The story of my life. I'm a loser.
Fred Flintstone: No, you're not.
Barney Rubble: This makes me a winner?
Fred Flintstone: No, but you're the best friend a guy ever had and that makes you a winner in my book, pal. Me... I'm just a big jerk.
Barney Rubble: Ah, everybody loves you, Fred. Except for this lynch mob.
Fred Flintstone: Ah, Barn.
Barney Rubble: Ah, Fred.
Hoagie: Come on, come on. You'll have plenty of time to bond in the afterlife.
All: [cheering]
Betty Rubble: Wilma, look!
Man: Watch out for that tree!
Wilma Flintstone: Now wait, everybody. Fred is innocent.
Betty Rubble: Barney, do you have to do everything Fred does?
Wilma Flintstone: Everybody, listen to him.
Dictabird: First things first. I demand an apology.
Barney Rubble: I'm sorry!
Dictabird: Not you, him.
Fred Flintstone: Me? Apologize to a bird? Not Fred Flintstone!
Dictabird: I had hoped we might be colleagues but instead, you've treated me as if I were an ordinary piece of office furniture. I may eat bugs, but I have feelings, Mr. Flintstone. And you've hurt them.
All: Aww.
Fred Flintstone: Uh, well, look, I know I could've been a little more sensitive. Especially when you were molting.
Wilma Flintstone: Oh.
Fred Flintstone: So, I'm... Sorry.
Dictabird: I don't think they heard you in the back.
Fred Flintstone: I'm sorry.
Dictabird: Pardon?
Fred Flintstone: I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Dictabird: Oh. Now, then, gather 'round, everyone. I'll tell you the tale of an unsophisticated man caught up in a treacherous web of power, deceit and lust.
Grizzled Man: Ooh, yeah.