1:20:06
Mr. Flintstone,
I may not be in on Monday.
1:20:10
Don't worry, Miss Stone.
I'll tell 'em what you did.
1:20:12
- I'm sure they'll let you off easy.
- I've been a very bad girl.
1:20:16
But you have to admit,
1:20:18
I was very,
very good at it.
1:20:26
Come on, do it for Mommy.
Who am l?
1:20:28
- Bamm-Bamm!
- Oh.
1:20:34
Thank goodness,
you're all right.
1:20:36
Well, I'm not going to jail, but
it won't be easy getting a new job.
1:20:40
What kind of reference
is Mr. Slate gonna give me
after I destroyed his quarry?
1:20:44
None of this was your fault.
Mr. Slate will understand.
1:20:47
Flintstone!
1:20:50
Sure, now he gets
my name right.
1:20:52
How did this happen?
1:20:55
Mr. Slate, it all started when
the Rubbles here wanted to adopt a baby.
1:20:59
Not that!
1:21:02
How did this
happen to Cliff?
1:21:06
Well, you see, Mr. Slate,
1:21:08
the machinery went haywire
and the rocks got all crushed up...
1:21:11
and that got mixed in with water
and that came all down the hill.
1:21:13
- Mr. Slate, I'm sorry!
- Sorry? I love this stuff!
1:21:19
I'm gonna name it after
my daughter Concretia.
1:21:24
Flintstone, you're a genius!
1:21:27
Me? Really? Why?
1:21:30
Don't you see? Thanks to concrete,
man can now shape his own destiny.
1:21:35
- The Stone Age is over!
- Ahh.
1:21:38
First thing, I want you
to hire back all the men, Flintstone.
1:21:42
- We're going into
production immediately.
- We?
1:21:44
That's right.
You are hereby promoted to President
of the entire Concrete Division.
1:21:49
Yabba..
1:21:57
That's a real nice offer,
Mr. Slate, but unfortunately,
I'm gonna have to turn you down.