(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(SNIFFING)
(GRUNTS) Gotcha!
(GASPS) A new species.
I've discovered a new species!
Now I just need to figure out what he can do,
and I'll be the greatest inventor in Bedrock!
Ugh, give me second place at the science fair, will they?
Ugh, I stopped a construction site
from polluting our water, but did anybody care?
No, nobody appreciates real science.
They just want you to strap a bird to an hour glass and call it an alarm clock!
-(PANTING) -My invention,
the double club.
You see, it's like a normal club
but there's two of them tied together.
Hey, you wanna trade medals? Mine's all yellow.
No.
Now, let's see, you could be a window washer...
Does that thing shoot water? Let me see that.
-Whoa. -Kid, I'm not a new species.
I'm a Woolly Snoutasaur, look it up.
(GROANS) All right, whatever you say you are.
Wicky.
-(CHIRPS) -What's this?
That's a Woolly Snoutasaur, discovered 50 years ago.
Well, has it been invented yet?
Yes, it's a vacuum cleaner.
You have one at home.
You know, you should really help out more with the chores.
(GROANS) Whatever.
Hey, aren't you Pebbles Flintstone?
What? (STUTTERS)
-You've heard of me? -Of course.
Hey, everyone, it's Pebbles Flintstone!
Wow. (CHUCKLES) It's nice to be recognized.
You know, as a famous scientist, I--
This kid's dad is Fred Flintstone,
the messiest eater in Bedrock.
-(ALL EXCLAIMING) -SNOUTASAUR: Oh, wow.
Her vacuum cleaner's my cousin, okay?
Guy eats like a king.
Half of Fred's food ends up on the floor.
I heard Fred Flintstone eats meatloaf with his hands.
It's true.
-Oh, lucky. -Take us home with you, please!
No, look, I'm sure you're all great appliances,
well, except him.
-What's his deal? -Ah.
You know, I've never seen him before.
-(SNARLS) -Hey, my fur!
(SNICKERS)
(GASPS) A new species.
Pebbles, wait!
(ALL CLUCKING)
Which way did he go?
(ALL SQUAWK)
-(ALL CHITTERING) -Did you see a weird, new dinosaur come through?
Ha! I found you.
You can't trick me.
No, wait, come back here.
I don't wanna hurt you, I just wanna... (SCREAMS)
Whew.
(SCREAMS)
The Woolly Snoutasaur's fur.
She's building her nest.
If this dino can change shape,
that means she can be a vacuum cleaner, an alarm clock?
She can be everything.
(GASPS) Pebbles Flintstone.
The girl who discovered the Chameleosaur.
Which means she's the girl who invented everything!
(GASPS) I'm a genius.
(IMITATING PEBBLES) I am genius.
My name Pebbles. I am genius.
What? I don't sound like that.
BAMM-BAMM: Pebbles, let's go!
Hey, wait.
(SNIFFS AND GROWLS)
-I am genius. -Heh, classic Pebbles.
Come on, Dino.
Bamm-Bamm! (ECHOES)
(GRUNTS) This vacuum cleaner eats better than we do.
-(GROWLING) -Where have you been?
You were supposed to tell me
-if you were going to the Crags. -(BARKING)
And what's his problem?
Out! Get out of the house.
I am genius.
I don't need this today.
Your father is home sick from work.
He had breakfast in bed,
so there's probably food everywhere.
Go check on him while I fix the vacuum.
-Come on, push. -(GRUNTING)
Wilma, I was just getting some fresh air.
Someone thew these golf clubs at me.
-You know, these teenagers. -Out, get out of house.
-You mean, you're not mad? -Shoo.
-Aw, I love you, Wilma. -Out.
If Mr. Slate calls, tell him I...
-Shoo. -...can't work today, I'm too sick remember?
Wink? (CLICKS TONGUE)
Uh, so long.
Stupid Chameleosaur... Hi, Mom.
Well, how's your father?
Huh, isn't he at work?
-He is? -What?
What?
(GRUNTING)
Go to your room.
Stupid Chamelo... (SCREAMING)
Oh, no! How do I know which one is the real Dino?
(SNIFFING AND BARKING)
Ugh, no thanks.
-(GASPS) -(GROWLS)
I think she wants your tag.
Something shiny for your nest, is that it?
WILMA: What is going on in there?
Oh, no! You need to hide, quick,
and turn into a lamp or a throw pillow.
Yipe!
Wait, how can you be bad at hiding?
-Wait! -Ah, so long.
Oh, I hate to say this, but we need Bamm-Bamm's help.
Come on, Dino, let's ride.
Hey, Dad.
Hey, Mr. Rubble, is Bamm-Bamm--
Wait, aren't you supposed to be at work?
Well, uh, you see...
We called in sick to play golf.
Barn...
But Fred's really gonna be sick
when he sees my secret weapon.
The double club.
See? It's like a regular club,
but there's two of them tied together.
Bamm-Bamm, oh, thank goodness.
You need to help me find the Chameleosaur,
-if we don't... -Yipe!
Oh, no.
Bamm, bamm, bamm.
-(DINO YELPING) -What's going on? What am I doing?
It's the Chameleosaur,
the shape-shifting dino that we...
That I discovered at the Crags.
Oh, my parents will never believe that.
They're going to think that I destroyed the house,
and I haven't done that in weeks.
Feeling really good about that lately.
Bamm, bamm, bamm, bamm.
And I can say more than my name, you know?
Plus, I think I'm way taller than that.
Closer.
-Oh, that's not bad. -We have to catch her.
She's the greatest invention of all time.
Do you understand? She can do anything.
-Be anything. -I'm not so sure, Pebbles.
She just does impressions. Anyone can do impressions.
Oh, that reminds me, my dad asked me to do him a favor.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
Slate Rock and Gravel company.
Hello, Mr. Slate.
This is Bamm-Bamm's dad, did you call me Barney?
Anyway, I'm calling in sick.
Okay, you're fired!
Well, I... Wait, uh, wait...
Why can't you be more like Fred Flintstone?
He called in sick this morning,
but he just walked in the door.
What a trooper.
Mr. Flintstone just walked in?
The Chameleosaur!
I gotta go. I think I hear my mom calling,
I mean... Ahem, whatever my dad calls her,
I mean, whatever I call her, I'm my dad, bye.
(PHONE DISCONNECTS)
That was bad, right? That was bad?
That was pretty bad, right?
Fred? I thought you called in sick.
I love Wilma.
Uh, that's real nice, Fred.
(BOTH PANTING)
-Mr. Slate, you gotta stop... -Huh?
-Chameleosaur. -Oh, er, no children allowed at the quarry,
-and no pets. -(DINO SIGHS)
And no little old men.
Hey, I'm a kid with white hair.
I'm sorry to hear that,
but we've done all our charity work for the year.
Mr. Slate, I'm Pebbles Flintstone,
Fred's daughter, and I'm so, so sorry about
whatever he's done today.
Sorry? Why, Fred's working harder than I've ever seen.
He is?
Just look at him go.
Of course, she's good at building houses,
like her nest.
Ahem, Mr. Slate?
What if I told you I had an invention
that could do the kind of work Fred is doing?
I'd say you're the greatest inventor that ever lived.
Well, it just so happens...
And I'd buy 100 of them
and fire everyone who works for me.
-What? -Oh, I'm sure your dad would be fine.
His daughter would be rich.
That's true.
I love this job.
I get all my self-worth from it.
I know what you mean.
As long as I have this job,
I know I got at least one thing right in my life.
See? You get it.
So, why can't my wife and kids?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
-We love our jobs. -We love our jobs.
-(SIGHS) -My name Pebbles.
You want my medal? It's only second place.
Here you go.
Flintstone, get back to work,
or I'll fire you like I fired Rubble.
I'll fire you.
I must be getting sick, something going around here.
I guess Rubble was telling the truth.
I better lie down.
I'll fire you.
Come on, Chameleosaur.
Let's go put the finishing touches on your home.
I'll fire you.
There, see? You're perfectly fine just the way you are.
-You too, Pebbles. -Yeah, yeah.
(BARNEY HUMMING)
Mr. Rubble?
Oh, hiya, kids, I was looking for my golf ball
and must've taken a wrong turn.
This double club is something else.
Eh, eh?
Ah, here it is.
Uh-oh.
Looks like you've finished your nest just in time.
Uh-oh.
ALL: Uh-oh.
-Aw, cute kids. -Uh-oh.
-(CHUCKLING)
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