Kyle MacLachlan credited as playing...
Cliff Vandercave
- Mr. Slate: Gentlemen, please, I can't endorse this modernization if it means laying off all those workers. Some of them have been here since the beginning of time.
- Cliff Vandercave: What if I could quadruple your income?
- Mr. Slate: I'll miss them. You were saying?
- Cliff Vandercave: Look at those pathetic worms burrowing their lives away. Do you know why I'm up here and they're down there, Miss Stone?
- Sharon Stone: Because you lied on your résumé?
- Cliff Vandercave: No. Because I have vision, and right now I have a vision of you and me dripping with coconut oil on a beach in Rockapulco with Mr. Slate's fortune to keep us company.
- Sharon Stone: I'm glad we see eye to eye.
- Cliff Vandercave: And somewhere down there is the ignorant stooge who will make all my schemes come true.
- Sharon Stone: I'm worried, Cliff, I think Mr. Flintstone is smarter than we thought.
- Cliff Vandercave: Ha. He'd have to be to get himself dressed in the morning.
- Cliff Vandercave: Through the miracle of geothermal power, the raw material is elevated to the second stage where our steam-powered conveyor belts carry...
- Executive in Boardroom: Steam? He's a mad man!
- Cliff Vandercave: *Steam*-powered conveyor belts, carry the product...
- Fred Flintstone: [slams a file down on his desk] They made a fool out of me.
- Dictabird: Yeah, well, look what they had to work with.
- [laughs, then ducks as Fred throws a piece of the broken file at him; Cliff and Miss Stone burst into Fred's office]
- Cliff Vandercave: Flintstone! Heard you were down in the file room. Find anything interesting?
- Fred Flintstone: Yeah! I'm on to your little scam! Billing phoney companies and keeping the money for yourself! I'm going to Mr. Slate.
- Cliff Vandercave: Good idea. Turning yourself in might buy you a little leniency.
- Fred Flintstone: *Me*? This entire scheme was *your* idea!
- Cliff Vandercave: True, but I've graciously decided to give you all the credit, since it's *your* name on the requisitions.
- Fred Flintstone: I never touched *any* of that money!
- Cliff Vandercave: Fred, please! Remodeling your house? Furs? Cars? A fully equipped Le Sabertooth?
- [wags his finger]
- Cliff Vandercave: Tsk, tsk tsk. You should have been more discreet.
- Fred Flintstone: I'm *innocent*!
- Cliff Vandercave: [sarcastically] Oh, boo-hoo-hoo.
- [seriously]
- Cliff Vandercave: Miss Stone, call security. Tell them we've uncovered an embezzler.
- [Miss Stone reaches for the phone]
- Fred Flintstone: [grabs her hand] Miss Stone, you'll back me up, won't you?
- [glares at Cliff]
- Sharon Stone: You better run while you still have a chance.
- [Fred looks shockingly at her and heads for the door]
- Fred Flintstone: [points angrily at Cliff] You'll never get away with this.
- Cliff Vandercave: I already have.
- [smiles as Fred dashes out of the office]
- Cliff Vandercave: Do you know what we do up here?
- Fred Flintstone: Well, me and the guys have always wondered.
- Cliff Vandercave: We interface, Flintstone. We conceptualize, tenderize, prioritize.
- Fred Flintstone: When do we eat?
- Cliff Vandercave: [happily] OK, Fred.
- [clasps his hands together]
- Cliff Vandercave: Are you ready for your first executive action?
- Fred Flintstone: Ready and willing! Whatever you need, consider it done!
- Cliff Vandercave: Good.
- [seriously]
- Cliff Vandercave: I want you to fire Bernard Rubble.
- Fred Flintstone: [punches his open palm] Done!
- [realises]
- Fred Flintstone: What? Fire Barney? Why?
- Cliff Vandercave: Well, for starters, he scored the lowest on the management aptitude test. He's an imbecile! The company can't afford to have dead weight like him on the payroll!
- Fred Flintstone: But, Mr. Vandercave, he's got a new kid, a mortgage. I'm his best friend. I can't.
- Cliff Vandercave: Fred.
- [puts his arm around Fred]
- Cliff Vandercave: If you don't fire him, I will. And then I'll fire *you.*
- [Fred looks nervous as Cliff pats him on the shoulder]
- Fred Flintstone: This is my office? This is my chair?
- Cliff Vandercave: Yeah, not to throw too much at you on your first day, but this big thing here is your desk.
- Fred Flintstone: My desk?
- Cliff Vandercave: And in the words of my beloved mother: I'm taking the money and moving to a warmer climate.