- Wilma Flintstone: Oh, Fred Flintstone! The only way you can change your mind is with a brain transplant, but I don't think anyone could find another brain that small!
- Fred Flintstone: How, could I forget? I slipped on them so many times, that hospital emergency ward put in a revolving door!
- Bamm-Bamm Rubble: Showing what?
- Pebbles Flintstone: Bamm-Bamm rubble!... if your going to dump me, at least have the decency to say it to my face
- Bamm-Bamm Rubble: Dump you?... I'lll never...
- Pebbles Flintstone: Milly was right!... you men are all neanderthals!
- Bamm-Bamm Rubble: Well what's wrong with that?... er... Pebbles!
- Bamm-Bamm Rubble: As long as you are always there, my love will never need repair! And so I bend on bended knee my dearest Pebbles, will you marry me?
- [after Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm are leaving]
- Fred Flintstone: Well? Happy now, Barney? You've ruined everything!
- Barney Rubble: Well, that should make you happy, Fred! Now, you won't have to worry about paying for the wedding, or replacing your precious nest egg!
- Wilma Flintstone: Our nest egg, Fred?
- Fred Flintstone: Ehh... I can explain everything, Wilma. It was just a little wage, a sure file bet.
- Wilma Flintstone: And you lost all our money on a stupid bet?
- Fred Flintstone: It wasn't stupid! The Brontos could have won. But, you see? Barney!
- Barney Rubble: Come on, Betty! I've had enough of Fred Flintstone for one life time!
- Betty Rubble: I'm right behind you, dear.
- Fred Flintstone: Can you believe the name of Rubble? He asked of every hasn't underthing!
- Wilma Flintstone: Everything's your fault, Fred! The nest egg...
- [stomps on Fred's foot]
- Wilma Flintstone: The wedding...
- [pokes Fred with a spoon]
- Wilma Flintstone: And Rock Vegas!
- [hits Fred in the head with a spoon]
- Pearl Slaghoople: Wilma, I told you the day you met this throwback and spoiling everything! And I was right as always!
- Wilma Flintstone: I should have listen to you, mother!
- Fred Flintstone: But, Wilma! I -
- [Wilma kicks Fred Flintstone out of the house]
- Wilma Flintstone: It's no use, Fred! I never want a speak to you again!
- [she slams the door]
- Bill Hanna: You know, Joe, I always knew these kids would get together someday.
- Joe Barbera: Me too, Bill. They were made for each other.