The Flintstones
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1:19:00
Yabba-dabba-doo!
1:19:08
Cliff?
1:19:10
It's time for you and me
to interface.

1:19:30
- Aah!
- Stee-rike!

1:19:54
And then, Cliff said,
1:19:56
"True. But I've graciously decided
to give you all the credit,

1:19:59
since it's your name on all
the requisition forms".

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!

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