Fred Flintstone: Flintstone gets the rock. He sets his shot. He shoots! Oh! Oh! Oh, boy. Miss Stone, what a pleasant surprise.
[After Fred wrecks the model]
Miss Sharon Stone: Oh. What happened here?
Fred Flintstone: That's what I'd like to know!
Miss Sharon Stone: I'll get someone to fix it.
Fred Flintstone: Oh, Miss Stone? Before you go, there's something bothering me... About this new system we're putting in here.
Miss Sharon Stone: Oh?
Fred Flintstone: Yeah. I don't pretend to understand it all, but wouldn't this put a lot of my guys out of work?
Miss Sharon Stone: How would I know? I'm just a little ol' secretary.
Fred Flintstone: Are you kiddin' me? You're smart! I could tell that right off. There's a lot more to you than you... [Fred stammers. Miss Stone smiles.] You... I mean...
Miss Sharon Stone: [genuinely] Thank you. Mr. Flintstones, I sure hope I didn't get you into too much trouble with your wife the other day.
Fred Flintstone: Nah. Wilma always forgives me. She knows I love her.
Miss Sharon Stone: And you do, don't you?
Fred Flintstone: Are you kiddin"? I'll never forget, the first time I met her she was working at a restaurant. I won this "All You Can Eat" contest and she was the one that cleaned me off. Every night I go home and look at her and I think, "What is a beautiful woman like that doing with a big galoot like me?"
Miss Sharon Stone: I think I know.
Cliff Vandercave: Where have you been?
Miss Sharon Stone: With Fred. I mean, Mr. Flintstone. I'm worried, Cliff. He's smarter than we thought.
Cliff Vandercave: He'd have to be to get himself dressed in the morning.
Miss Sharon Stone: He's been asking a lot of questions. I think we should just call the whole thing off.
Cliff Vandercave: No. No, I've got a better idea. Why don't we turn ourselves in, then we can rot in jail until the poles freeze over.
Miss Sharon Stone: I was just thinking...
Cliff Vandercave: Stick to your strengths, Miss Stone. And I'll stick to mine. Besides, if Mr. Flintstone insists on being so conscientious, perhaps we can give Fred... Something to take his mind off work, hmm?
[After Fred wrecks the model]
Miss Sharon Stone: Oh. What happened here?
Fred Flintstone: That's what I'd like to know!
Miss Sharon Stone: I'll get someone to fix it.
Fred Flintstone: Oh, Miss Stone? Before you go, there's something bothering me... About this new system we're putting in here.
Miss Sharon Stone: Oh?
Fred Flintstone: Yeah. I don't pretend to understand it all, but wouldn't this put a lot of my guys out of work?
Miss Sharon Stone: How would I know? I'm just a little ol' secretary.
Fred Flintstone: Are you kiddin' me? You're smart! I could tell that right off. There's a lot more to you than you... [Fred stammers. Miss Stone smiles.] You... I mean...
Miss Sharon Stone: [genuinely] Thank you. Mr. Flintstones, I sure hope I didn't get you into too much trouble with your wife the other day.
Fred Flintstone: Nah. Wilma always forgives me. She knows I love her.
Miss Sharon Stone: And you do, don't you?
Fred Flintstone: Are you kiddin"? I'll never forget, the first time I met her she was working at a restaurant. I won this "All You Can Eat" contest and she was the one that cleaned me off. Every night I go home and look at her and I think, "What is a beautiful woman like that doing with a big galoot like me?"
Miss Sharon Stone: I think I know.
Cliff Vandercave: Where have you been?
Miss Sharon Stone: With Fred. I mean, Mr. Flintstone. I'm worried, Cliff. He's smarter than we thought.
Cliff Vandercave: He'd have to be to get himself dressed in the morning.
Miss Sharon Stone: He's been asking a lot of questions. I think we should just call the whole thing off.
Cliff Vandercave: No. No, I've got a better idea. Why don't we turn ourselves in, then we can rot in jail until the poles freeze over.
Miss Sharon Stone: I was just thinking...
Cliff Vandercave: Stick to your strengths, Miss Stone. And I'll stick to mine. Besides, if Mr. Flintstone insists on being so conscientious, perhaps we can give Fred... Something to take his mind off work, hmm?
Fred Flintstone : Flintstone gets the rock. He sets his shot. He shoots! Oh! Oh! Oh, boy. Miss Stone, what a pleasant surprise.
[After Fred wrecks the model]
Miss Sharon Stone : Oh. What happened here?
Fred Flintstone : That's what I'd like to know!
Miss Sharon Stone : I'll get someone to fix it.
Fred Flintstone : Oh, Miss Stone? Before you go, there's something bothering me... About this new system we're putting in here.
Miss Sharon Stone : Oh?
Fred Flintstone : Yeah. I don't pretend to understand it all, but wouldn't this put a lot of my guys out of work?
Miss Sharon Stone : How would I know? I'm just a little ol' secretary.
Fred Flintstone : Are you kiddin' me? You're smart! I could tell that right off. There's a lot more to you than you... [Fred stammers. Miss Stone smiles.] You... I mean...
Miss Sharon Stone : [genuinely] Thank you. Mr. Flintstones, I sure hope I didn't get you into too much trouble with your wife the other day.
Fred Flintstone : Nah. Wilma always forgives me. She knows I love her.
Miss Sharon Stone : And you do, don't you?
Fred Flintstone : Are you kiddin"? I'll never forget, the first time I met her she was working at a restaurant. I won this "All You Can Eat" contest and she was the one that cleaned me off. Every night I go home and look at her and I think, "What is a beautiful woman like that doing with a big galoot like me?"
Miss Sharon Stone : I think I know.
Cliff Vandercave : Where have you been?
Miss Sharon Stone : With Fred. I mean, Mr. Flintstone. I'm worried, Cliff. He's smarter than we thought.
Cliff Vandercave : He'd have to be to get himself dressed in the morning.
Miss Sharon Stone : He's been asking a lot of questions. I think we should just call the whole thing off.
Cliff Vandercave : No. No, I've got a better idea. Why don't we turn ourselves in, then we can rot in jail until the poles freeze over.
Miss Sharon Stone : I was just thinking...
Cliff Vandercave : Stick to your strengths, Miss Stone. And I'll stick to mine. Besides, if Mr. Flintstone insists on being so conscientious, perhaps we can give Fred... Something to take his mind off work, hmm?
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