The Flintstones & WWE: Stone Age Smackdown

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What a great morning.

The rising sun,

the tweeting of the Terradons.

Today is the perfect day to ask my

boss for that advance on my paycheck.

Wilma deserves a nice vacation.

What's the matter, Fred?

I'm already late for work.

Hard work, dedication,

a big hammer.

That's how you break rocks.

You listening to me,

Mr. Cenastone?

Absolutely, Mr. Slate.

And please, call me John.

I prefer the formality

of last names.

Just because you're my sister's

husband's nephew once removed,

doesn't mean you get

special privileges.

No, sir. I'm here to work.

Good. Because laziness

is one thing I won't tolerate.

- Also lateness.

- I hate that.

Come on, people.

Some of us got jobs we should

have been at 20 minutes ago.

It's a livin'.

These prontocranes are

delicate pieces of equipment.

Takes a real expert

to run one of these.

Hey, Flintstone!

Flintstone?

Flintstone, you'd better

not be sleeping up there!

Flintstone!

Yes, Mr. Slate. I was

just adjusting the, uh...

Well, get back to work!

Yes, sir.

I will get back to it.

Work. Which is what I was

doing up here all this time.

Help me!

Hang on, Mr. Slate.

I'll have you down in a jiffy.

There's got to be

an off lever here somewhere.

That was the up lever.

Oh, you think I would have

figured that out by now.

Now, let's see here.

My bad!

Only one left. Got to be it.

Mr. Slate, you okay?

I'm kissing granite here,

Flintstone. Do I look okay?

Listen. This might

not be the best time,

but since I have your attention,

I was wondering if I could get my

paycheck a little early this month?

I'd promised my wife I'd take

the family on a vacation.

A vacation?

To Rockapulco.

A vacation!

You almost got me killed and

you want to go on a vacation!

Huh?

Well, after a day like today

I could use some R&R.

You probably could too.

Dinosaur!

You guys okay?

Wow, that was amazing.

You got some moves, kid.

What's your name?

Me? I'm John. John Cenastone.

Good to meet you, John.

- I'm Fred...

- Flintstone, in my office!

Now.

There you go.

Your paycheck.

Seriously?

Wow! Mr. Slate,

that's awful generous.

I mean after all that damage I

caused, I thought you'd be mad.

So you are mad.

I'm just gonna go in there and

tell Wilma the vacation's off.

She'll understand.

Wilma, I'm home!

Missed me that time.

Fred? Is that you?

Honey, listen.

There's something I need to

tell you about our vacation.

There's something I need to

show you about our vacation.

Do you like it?

I got it for our trip.

60% off at Marshales.

What did you want to

tell me about the vacation?

Uh, just that, uh...

I'm definitely not canceling it

because of something

that happened at work today.

Well, that's a relief.

I can't even remember the last

time we took a family vacation.

Oh, no.

That's Barney and Betty.

We're supposed to go to the Water

Buffalo Charity Carnival together

and here I am

standing around in my bikini.

I have to get changed.

Tame your pterodactyls.

We'll be right out.

Why don't you honk it again?

I didn't hear it

the first three times!

You hear it that time, Fred?

I can't believe you're

actually going on vacation.

And to Rockapulco.

I know! I feel like the

luckiest girl in the world.

I feel like a complete idiot.

Honk. Honk.

You should have

seen her in that bikini.

I would have liked to have

seen her in that bikini.

Watch it, Rubble!

Hey, I got an idea, Fred.

Wait till you get back from vacation,

then tell her about the paycheck.

But, Barney, we're not

going on vacation.

Oh, don't tell her that, Fred.

It'll ruin your vacation.

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