- Barney Rubble: [about working on the shack] Boy, I'm enjoying this. I'm glad the boss let me take a few days off.
- Fred Flintstone: My boss gave me a week's leave of absence, but, uh, I got to return the favor.
- Barney Rubble: How, Fred?
- Fred Flintstone: Well, if his mother-in-law comes to town, she moves in here with my mother-in-law.
- Barney Rubble: So, the old iron fist caught you right in the kisser, huh, Fred?
- Fred Flintstone: Yeah, and I went down for the count. I never thought Wilma would sneak my mother-in-law in the house while I wasn't looking.
- Barney Rubble: Cheer up, Fred. It could be worse.
- Fred Flintstone: Yeah? How?
- Barney Rubble: Well, suppose that, uh... Imagine if, uh... That is, uh... What if, uh... Boy, that Wilma sure is sneaky.
- Barney Rubble: Fred, are you sure your mother-in-law's going to go for this idea?
- Fred Flintstone: Why not? She'll be close to Wilma, but she'll have her own little castle.
- Barney Rubble: Oh, boy. Calling this dump a castle is like calling your mother-in-law Miss America.