“Ladies and gentlemen, the B.C.-52's! The BC-52's: Yeah, yeah, yeah...” – Announcer, The Flintstones ... Movie Quotes Database

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the B.C.-52's!
The BC-52's: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey
Twitch!
Well, I know a place where the hipsters go
Called Bedrock
Twitch, twitch
'Cause they're itching for it down in prehistoric
Bedrock
Twitch, twitch
It's a funky town so
I'll see you down
It's a funky town called Bedrock, yeah
Oh, the Stone Age crowd is twitching proud
In Bedrock
Twitch, twitch
They do the twitch
Twitch, twitch, come on
Twitch, twitch
Twitch, twitch
Twitch, twitch
Twitch, twitch
Do it, come on, baby
Do it, do it, do it
Do the twitch like you got an itch, itch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Itch, itch, itch, itch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Twitch!
Announcer: Thank you, Bedrock! Thanks, everybody. And remember, don't drink and pedal. Good night!
Fred Flintstone: How 'bout a spin, Betty?
Betty Rubble: No, thank you, Fred. I'll wait till Barney gets here. He started some new job today. I'm not sure what time he gets done.
Fred Flintstone: While we're waiting, how about another carafe of the bubbly? Garcon! Whoops.
Waiter: Don't worry, Mr. Flintstone. I'll have that taken care of right away. Table seven, sonny.
Betty Rubble: Barney!
Fred Flintstone: Barney! Hey, nice skins! Sit down, take a load off!
Barney Rubble: I can't, Fred. I'm working here.
Fred Flintstone: You're a busboy?
Betty Rubble: It's honest work.
Barney Rubble: Yeah, I don't have to fight Dino for my supper. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll get you a fresh tablecloth, sir.
Fred Flintstone: See, Wilma, you were worried he'd never find a job and we'd be stuck with him forever. Ow!
[Barney notices a news broadcast on TV]
All: Flintstone! Flintstone! We want Flintstone!
Susan Rock: The demonstration continues to get uglier at Slate and Company following the unexpected layoff of virtually the entire labor force by V.P. Fred Flintstone. For the Cave News Network, this is Susan Rock.
Barney Rubble: Fred, did you hear what happened to everyone at the quarry today?
Fred Flintstone: Yup. A few hours ago, I sent them all off on a nice, long vacation.
Barney Rubble: You mean, a permanent vacation. [turns to Wilma and Betty, points to him] He fired them!
[Betty gasps]
Wilma Flintstone: Fred! How could you?
Fred Flintstone: I didn't do that.
Barney Rubble: You did too! It's all over the TV!
Wilma Flintstone: Fred!
Fred Flintstone: Who are you going to believe, me or some busboy?
Betty Rubble: That busboy is your best friend!
Fred Flintstone: Best friend? I lost my best friend the day I became an executive! He's just jealous of my hard-earned success.
Barney Rubble: Hard-earned? Tell me something, Mr. Vice President, what's a graduated inventory plan, huh? How about supply and demand? Hey, Fred! What's two and two?
Fred Flintstone: I didn't come here to talk business. I'm out with my wife. [holds up a dirty spoon] Now, get me a clean spoon.
Barney Rubble: [angrily slams down tablecloth] That does it! The only reason you got that job is 'cause I switched tests with you.
Betty Rubble: Oh, Barney.
Fred Flintstone: Oh-ho-ho, that's rich! What good would it do me to switch tests with the guy that got the lowest score?
Barney Rubble: Think about it, Fred.
Betty Rubble: Oh, finally it all makes sense.
Wilma Flintstone: You don't believe this, do you?
Betty Rubble: Are you calling my husband a liar?
Wilma Flintstone: This has gone far enough. After everything that we've done for you. We took you into our home.
Betty Rubble: Oh, yeah? So you could show off every chance you got! You used to be such nice people, but now... You're just a couple of rich snobs! Hmm!
Fred Flintstone: Better than being a couple of petty ingrates.
Betty Rubble: Come on, Barney. We are moving out, tonight!
Barney Rubble: Hang on, Betty. I forgot to punch out.
[Barney punches Fred in the face, causing him to faint]

Announcer : Ladies and gentlemen, the B.C.-52's! The BC-52's: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey Twitch! Well, I know a place where the hipsters go Called Bedrock Twitch, twitch 'Cause they're itching for it down in prehistoric Bedrock Twitch, twitch It's a funky town so I'll see you down It's a funky town called Bedrock, yeah Oh, the Stone Age crowd is twitching proud In Bedrock Twitch, twitch They do the twitch Twitch, twitch, come on Twitch, twitch Twitch, twitch Twitch, twitch Twitch, twitch Do it, come on, baby Do it, do it, do it Do the twitch like you got an itch, itch Yeah, yeah, yeah Itch, itch, itch, itch Yeah, yeah, yeah Twitch! Announcer : Thank you, Bedrock! Thanks, everybody. And remember, don't drink and pedal. Good night! Fred Flintstone : How 'bout a spin, Betty? Betty Rubble : No, thank you, Fred. I'll wait till Barney gets here. He started some new job today. I'm not sure what time he gets done. Fred Flintstone : While we're waiting, how about another carafe of the bubbly? Garcon! Whoops. Waiter : Don't worry, Mr. Flintstone. I'll have that taken care of right away. Table seven, sonny. Betty Rubble : Barney! Fred Flintstone : Barney! Hey, nice skins! Sit down, take a load off! Barney Rubble : I can't, Fred. I'm working here. Fred Flintstone : You're a busboy? Betty Rubble : It's honest work. Barney Rubble : Yeah, I don't have to fight Dino for my supper. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll get you a fresh tablecloth, sir. Fred Flintstone : See, Wilma, you were worried he'd never find a job and we'd be stuck with him forever. Ow! [Barney notices a news broadcast on TV] All : Flintstone! Flintstone! We want Flintstone! Susan Rock : The demonstration continues to get uglier at Slate and Company following the unexpected layoff of virtually the entire labor force by V.P. Fred Flintstone. For the Cave News Network, this is Susan Rock. Barney Rubble : Fred, did you hear what happened to everyone at the quarry today? Fred Flintstone : Yup. A few hours ago, I sent them all off on a nice, long vacation. Barney Rubble : You mean, a permanent vacation. [turns to Wilma and Betty, points to him] He fired them! [Betty gasps] Wilma Flintstone : Fred! How could you? Fred Flintstone : I didn't do that. Barney Rubble : You did too! It's all over the TV! Wilma Flintstone : Fred! Fred Flintstone : Who are you going to believe, me or some busboy? Betty Rubble : That busboy is your best friend! Fred Flintstone : Best friend? I lost my best friend the day I became an executive! He's just jealous of my hard-earned success. Barney Rubble : Hard-earned? Tell me something, Mr. Vice President, what's a graduated inventory plan, huh? How about supply and demand? Hey, Fred! What's two and two? Fred Flintstone : I didn't come here to talk business. I'm out with my wife. [holds up a dirty spoon] Now, get me a clean spoon. Barney Rubble : [angrily slams down tablecloth] That does it! The only reason you got that job is 'cause I switched tests with you. Betty Rubble : Oh, Barney. Fred Flintstone : Oh-ho-ho, that's rich! What good would it do me to switch tests with the guy that got the lowest score? Barney Rubble : Think about it, Fred. Betty Rubble : Oh, finally it all makes sense. Wilma Flintstone : You don't believe this, do you? Betty Rubble : Are you calling my husband a liar? Wilma Flintstone : This has gone far enough. After everything that we've done for you. We took you into our home. Betty Rubble : Oh, yeah? So you could show off every chance you got! You used to be such nice people, but now... You're just a couple of rich snobs! Hmm! Fred Flintstone : Better than being a couple of petty ingrates. Betty Rubble : Come on, Barney. We are moving out, tonight! Barney Rubble : Hang on, Betty. I forgot to punch out. [Barney punches Fred in the face, causing him to faint]