- Fred Flintstone: Boy, the Grand Canyon. That's one of nature's wonders. Let's take a look.
- [Later, the Flintstones and Rubbles are looking down at the Grand Canyon]
- Wilma Flintstone: So, that's the Grand Canyon, huh?
- Fred Flintstone: That's it.
- [the Grand Canyon is shown to be a tiny stream with very little water flowing]
- Wilma Flintstone: Huh. Well, doesn't look like much to me.
- Fred Flintstone: Not now, but they expect it to be a big thing someday.
- Fred Flintstone: And this is my darling wife, Wilma.
- Tumbleweed: She's a cute little heifer, Fred.
- Wilma Flintstone: [chuckles] Uh, "Heifer?"
- Tumbleweed: I demand to see the manager!
- Betty Rubble: Tumbleweed won't get anywhere with the manager.
- Wilma Flintstone: No. They're real strict about being dressed right.
- Fred Flintstone: Hey, here comes Cousin Tumbleweed back with some guy.
- Manager: [Talking to the Maitre d'] Emil, show the new owner to the best table.
- Fred Flintstone: Hey, how about that? He bought the place
- Marylou Jim: Sure! He usually does!
- Tumbleweed: [Talking to the Maitre d'] You, dude, you're fired! We'll find our own table. Come on, you cowpokes, let's eat.
- Marylou Jim: Ya-hoo!
- Maitre d': But, uh, I'm sorry, sir. Uh, you and your party are not dressed properly to dine here.
- Tumbleweed: What's the matter with you, sonny? Why, I've eaten beef jerky in my bathtub dressed this way.
- Maitre d': I don't doubt it, you, you cow person.