- [after Fred gives a baby elephant ride a dime, Pebbles starts to ride it]
- Pebbles Flintstone: [giggles] Whee!
- Fred Flintstone: Hold on tight.
- [the elephant stops seconds later and Fred walks away with Pebbles]
- Fred Flintstone: Boy, that's what I'd call a short ride.
- Elephant: What does he expect for a dime? A round trip to the moon?
- Fred Flintstone: As I was saying, Barney, tomorrow I am taking a cop to lunch. Huh?
- [Fred finds two policemen near his car, writing tickets]
- Traffic Cop #1: Parking too close to a hydrant.
- Traffic Cop #2: Parking too far from the curb.
- Traffic Cop #1: License plates incorrectly displayed.
- Traffic Cop #2: Broken taillight.
- Traffic Cop #1: Parking in a crosswalk.
- Traffic Cop #2: And in a red zone.
- Barney Rubble: Like you said, Fred, our police force is the finest.
- Fred Flintstone: Okay, Wilma, I'll tell you the truth. Your daughter is a kleptomaniac.
- [Pebbles plays and giggles]
- Wilma Flintstone: MY daughter?
- Fred Flintstone: I'm afraid so. Kleptomaniacs run in your family.
- Wilma Flintstone: Fred, how dare you?
- Fred Flintstone: Well, what about your grandfather, the dinosaur horse thief?
- Wilma Flintstone: [gasps] That's right. Oh, Fred, our child's future is at stake.
- Fred Flintstone: I know. She's liable to be the only baby in Bedrock with her picture in the post office.
- Wilma Flintstone: What'll we do?
- Fred Flintstone: Well, there... there's only one solution. I'll... I'll... I'll return the bracelet to the store without them knowing who took it.
- Wilma Flintstone: Oh, Fred, hurry. Pebbles is too young to be fingerprinted!
- Wilma Flintstone: Oh, Fred?
- Fred Flintstone: Yes, dear?
- Wilma Flintstone: Try to keep an eye on Pebbles while you're in the market. You know how babies grab things off shelves when you aren't looking.
- Fred Flintstone: [chuckles] Don't you worry. Maybe other babies snatch things, but not Pebbles Flintstone.
- [Pebbles pulls out Fred's grocery list]
- Fred Flintstone: Hey, how did she get that list?
- Fred Flintstone: Yeah, Wilma. Dino and I took Pebbles to three different supermarkets and she didn't take a single thing.
- Wilma Flintstone: I told you she'd change, Fred. We won't have to worry about her anymore.
- [Dino is heard barking]
- Fred Flintstone: Hey, what's Dino up to?
- [Fred walks over to Dino who is hiding something under the rug]
- Fred Flintstone: If I told you once, I told you a thousand times, Dino, don't hide your bones under the rug.
- [after struggling with Dino, Fred pulls the rug over and finds food under it]
- Fred Flintstone: Oh, no. Stuff from the supermarket. Oh, Wilma! We got another one! Oh, boy.
- Fred Flintstone: Wilma's birthday tomorrow, and I didn't even remember it. What a stoop, huh, Pebbles?
- Pebbles Flintstone: Dada a stoop. Dada a stoop.
- Fred Flintstone: [chuckles] Okay, okay, you don't have to agree so hard.
- Barney Rubble: Oh, Fred, I got a feeling you haven't told me everything.
- Fred Flintstone: Okay, Barney, I'm going to confide in you. Pebbles took this from the jewelry store. She's a... a kleptomaniac.
- Barney Rubble: Oh, uh, then that makes us even. I got a cousin who's a hypochondriac.
- Fred Flintstone: [with his arms up] You got to hand it to the Bedrock Police, Barney. They're really alert.
- Barney Rubble: Oh, uh, Fred, uh...
- Fred Flintstone: Look at the way they captured that crook, Baffles.
- Barney Rubble: Hey, uh, Fred, uh...
- Fred Flintstone: Our police force is the finest in the nation.
- Barney Rubble: Fred!
- Fred Flintstone: Huh? Huh?
- Barney Rubble: You can put your arms down now.
- Fred Flintstone: Hey, look. Rocky Pierre's Boutiques. And look at that handbag. I wonder if it's genuine alligator.
- Alligator: Oh, really? And what do I look like, a giraffe?
- Fred Flintstone: Well, let's see. What should we get Mommy for her birthday?
- [Pebbles babbles]
- Fred Flintstone: Last year, I gave her a mop and a lifetime supply of floor wax.
- [Pebbles sputters and shakes her head, clearly disapproving]
- Fred Flintstone: I know, I know. That's exactly the way your mother felt about it.
- Clerk: A loaf of rockwheat, one pterodactyl egg, a quart of mammoth milk and... Wow! Ha ha! You sure are stocking up on the groceries today, Mr. Flintstone.
- Fred Flintstone: Huh? What do you mean?
- Clerk: [chuckles] Look at the load.
- [Fred looks inside of his grocery cart and finds many other grocery items that Pebbles have grabbed]
- Fred Flintstone: Pebbles, when did you take those things?
- Clerk: Heh. Don't worry about it. Lots of kids do that.
- Fred Flintstone: Uh, well, um, you better put this on my bill, uh, and deliver it, will you?
- Clerk: Sure thing, Mr. Flintstone.
- Fred Flintstone: Pebbles and I have some shopping to do.
- [Pebbles grabs an apple and bites down on it]
- Fred Flintstone: Pebbles!
- Clerk: [laughs] Now don't let her get you down, Mr. Flintstone. They all grow out of it. That'll be five cents for the apple.
- Fred Flintstone: [chuckles nervously] Uh, yeah, uh, uh, just add it to the bill, huh?
- Fred Flintstone: Why, it's you. The gentleman from the store.
- Baffles Gravel: Correction. Inspector Gravel here, of Rockland Yard.
- Barney Rubble: Rockland Yard? Hey, listen, he... he forced me into this. I wanted to go straight. Uh, who... who do I see about turning state's evidence?
- Fred Flintstone: [sarcastically] Good old Barney, loyal to the end.
- [after the two detectives apprehends Baffles Gravel]
- Detective #2: [to Fred and Barney] How long have you two been working with Baffles?
- Baffles Gravel: I say, do you think I would associate with such obvious mental incompetence?
- Fred Flintstone: Hey, Barney, I think he's referring to us.
- Barney Rubble: I guess he likes us.
- Baffles Gravel: I planted the bracelet in the baby carriage. I'll sign a full confession, but I implore you, don't link me with those two, please!
- Fred Flintstone: Told you he was a gentleman, Barney. He says please.