- Wilma Flintstone: Stony Curtis!
- [pulling her facial mask]
- Wilma Flintstone: STONY CURTIS!
- Betty Rubble: [screaming] STONY CURTIS!
- Fred Flintstone: Hi, Barney. Sorry to keep you waiting, but that miserable boss of mine, that tightwad Mr. Slate wouldn't think of letting you quit a half a second before 5:00.
- [Slate appears behind Fred as he talks]
- Fred Flintstone: I'm telling you, Barney, he's the meanest, most...
- Barney Rubble: [whispers] Ixnay, Edfray. It's Mr. Ateslay.
- Fred Flintstone: Huh? W-What?
- [turns around]
- Mr. Slate: Hello, Flintstone.
- Fred Flintstone: Mr. Slate! Uh, hiya, Boss. We was just talking about you.
- Mr. Slate: Yes, I know. Phone call for you... Slave!
- Fred Flintstone: [takes the phone] Uh, thanks, Mr. Slate. Like I was saying, Barney, Mr. Slate's a swell boss. Thoughtful, kind, easygoing, generous...
- Mr. Slate: Knock it off, Flintstone, and answer that phone!
- Fred Flintstone: Y-Y-Yes, Sir!
- [Betty appears dressed as a maid named Yvette to help Wilma impress Stony Curtis]
- Fred Flintstone: What's going on here? That's not Yvette, that's Betty.
- Wilma Flintstone: You're confused, Frederick. Betty is the upstairs maid.
- Fred Flintstone: Upstairs maid? We don't have an upstairs maid! WE DON'T EVEN HAVE AN UPSTAIRS!