- Betty Rubble: Oh, there's Fred. What does he say?
- Wilma Flintstone: We haven't discussed it. He's been working so hard lately, all I hear is three things, "What a day, I'm beat," and "What's for dinner?"
- [Fred comes in the house, exhausted]
- Fred Flintstone: Oh, boy. What a day. I am beat. Wilma, what's for dinner? I'm starving.
- Wilma Flintstone: There are many things you can do, Fred, but negotiating big deals isn't one of them.
- Fred Flintstone: What's for dinner?
- Wilma Flintstone: [to Betty] How would a trained seal be?
- Fred Flintstone: Wilma, I've told you a hundred times, no new recipes.
- Wilma Flintstone: [giggles] It's not for you, Fred. It's for the Ladies Auxiliary.
- Fred Flintstone: Well, they can get their own dinner.
- Barney Rubble: I thought you were going to tell Wilma the truth, Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: I was.
- Barney Rubble: So what happened?
- Fred Flintstone: She hit me with a fast "I told you so" and I was obliged to defend myself with the Rock Roll story.
- Barney Rubble: Oh, that's terrible. What are you gonna do?
- Fred Flintstone: The honorable thing, of course. Sneak out of town.
- Barney Rubble: And leave Wilma holding the bag? Fred, you wouldn't.
- Fred Flintstone: No, no, I guess not. She can come with me.
- Wilma Flintstone: Gee, Betty, are you as excited as I am?
- Betty Rubble: And how. Oh, the show's a complete sellout thanks to Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: Think nothing of it, girls. No trouble.
- [chuckles]
- Fred Flintstone: All it took was...
- Barney Rubble: Some crying, begging, and pleading.
- Wilma Flintstone: Hi, Fred. Well, I told you so.
- Fred Flintstone: You told me what?
- Wilma Flintstone: That you can't hire a star for $35.00.
- Fred Flintstone: You're dead sure I failed today, aren't you, Wilma?
- Wilma Flintstone: Fred, even you can't do the impossible.
- Fred Flintstone: [sarcastically] Oh, your confidence in me is very touching.
- [Sam Stone offers Fred Mr. Chips, a chimpanzee, to be his act]
- Fred Flintstone: Gee, I don't know what to say, Sammy.
- Sam: Say it's charity, sweetheart, when you get a big star who'll work for peanuts, salary wise.
- Fred Flintstone: Well, uh, uh, uh, what's his act?
- Sam: Uh, he's a method actor, Fred. Strictly method.
- Barney Rubble: Hey, what's that mean?
- Sam: Give us some method acting, Chips, baby.
- [Mr. Chips scratches under his arm and yawns]
- Barney Rubble: Hey, those method actors sure can act.
- [laughs]
- Barney Rubble: He's... He's got me thinking he's a chimpanzee.
- Fred Flintstone: He IS a chimpanzee! And his act would make my wife look like a monkey!
- Barney Rubble: Well, gee, Fred, uh, what are you gonna tell Wilma?
- Fred Flintstone: The truth, what else?
- Barney Rubble: What you usually tell her, a story.
- Fred Flintstone: No, Barney, no. I'm simply going to walk in and say, "Wilma, I did my best, but I failed. I did not get an act for your show."
- Barney Rubble: Are you sure you want to do that?
- Fred Flintstone: Of course. What can she do? Sue me?
- Barney Rubble: No, but don't say I didn't tell you so when Wilma says, "I told you so."