- Fred Flintstone: It's the time machine, Mr. Spacely, it's kaput!
- Barney Rubble: Yeah, and they can't kaput it back together again!
- Mr. Spacely: Jetson, there's a leak around here and I want it stopped.
- George Jetson: Yes, sir. I know a very good plumber: Mr. Skywrench.
- Mr. Spacely: An *industrial* leak, you molecule brain! And don't play innocent with me, Jetson. I have my suspicions where that leak is coming from, and it's you!
- George Jetson: Me?
- Mr. Spacely: How else can I explain Cogswell stealing every major project I come up with right from under my nose?
- George Jetson: Well, I... I... I...
- Mr. Spacely: Darn right it's you, you, you!
- George Jetson: But sir...
- Mr. Spacely: I spent a fortune romancing General Blackhole just to get that secret contract to the Interstellar Lunar Probe. Nobody else knew it existed, but are they using Spacely Sprockets? No! They're using Cogswell Cogs!
- George Jetson: How do you suppose Mr. Cogswell got wind of it, Mr. Spacely?
- Mr. Spacely: From a windbag like you, Jetson!
- R.U.D.I.: No, no...
- Mr. Spacely: [to R.U.D.I] I told you to butt out!
- [R.U.D.I. tunes out]
- Mr. Spacely: Cogswell's beaten me out of every one of my secret projects, from the Lunar Probe to the Humphrey Bogart Lookalike sprocket for the nostalgia buffs.
- R.U.D.I.: [tuning in momentarily] Too bad, sweetheart.
- George Jetson: Uh, what can we do, boss?
- Mr. Spacely: Not me, you, Jetson! You want to clear your name? Then find out how Cogswell's getting his information.
- George Jetson: [gasp] You mean, *spy*? Are you suggesting I spy on him, Mr. Spacely?
- Mr. Spacely: Either that or you're fired.
- George Jetson: [smiling nervously] Spying isn't a bad suggestion when you put it that way, sir.
- Mr. Spacely: Good.
- [to R.U.D.I]
- Mr. Spacely: Now you can sympathize with him, nosy.
- [he leaves]
- Fred Flintstone: The best things in life are free.
- Wilma Flintstone: [irritably] And the worst husbands in life are cheap!
- Wilma Flintstone: [calling out to Jane] I love your dress!
- Jane Jetson: [calling back] Why, thank you!
- [last lines; the Flintstones and Rubbles get into Fred's car]
- Fred Flintstone: We'll see you later!
- Wilma Flintstone: Thanks for everything!
- [suddenly, Fred's car - previously said not to be able to return them back home to Bedrock - begins pulsing with time energy; slowly fading out]
- Jane Jetson: What's happening, Elroy?
- Elroy Jetson: It's simple, Mom. They must have absorbed some of the time machine's quadro quotient.
- George Jetson: It's simpler than that, Elroy. That old car wants to go home as much as they do.
- Fred Flintstone: Oh, boy! Bedrock, we're on our way.
- Barney Rubble: I can't wait to get home!
- Fred Flintstone: So long, George!
- George Jetson: Bye Fred! Barn!
- Jane Jetson: So long, Wilma! Bye, Betty!
- Astro: [heard off-screen] See ya round, Rino!
- George Jetson, Elroy Jetson, Jane Jetson: Bye!
- Fred Flintstone: [heard echoing] Yabba-dabba-doo!
- George Jetson: [Watching Dino and Astro interfering in pig catching contest] Astro Watch out!
- Fred Flintstone: No Dino No.
- George Nate Slate: [after he knocks Barney wig off] Rubble!
- George Nate Slate: Hold on you phony! Barney Rubble is your girlfriend?
- Fred Flintstone: Oh After all these years sir, I can't believe you're not a Woman.
- George Nate Slate: [Rips Fred's Moustache off] Well can you believe your both fired Flintstone?
- Fred Flintstone: Oh!
- [first lines; George is in the throes of a nightmare]
- George Jetson: No, Mr. Spacely! That's my throat you're strangling!
- Alarm Clock: [soothing female voice] It's 7:30, Mr. Jetson, time to get up.
- [George tosses over on his side, not wanting to get up]
- Alarm Clock: [still soothing] Rise and shine, George. It's time to face the world.
- [George covers his head with a pillow]
- Alarm Clock: [full-blown anger] OKAY, JETSON, YOU ASKED FOR IT!
- [the Alarm Clock flattens the bed and flings George into the shower; the shower automatically sets itself on cold]
- George Jetson: Not cold! YEOW!
- George Jetson: [getting ready for work] Jane, can you get the Visaphone?
- Jane Jetson: It's Mr. Spacely. What shall I tell him?
- [George is having his teeth brushed and can only speak in gibberish]
- Jane Jetson: [to Mr. Spacely] He can't come to the phone, Mr. Spacely.
- Mr. Spacely: I don't want him on the phone! I want him in the office! Now!
- George Jetson: [running into a booth] I better hit the Auto-Dresser and get down there.
- Jane Jetson: Well, be prepared. He's on the warpath.
- George Jetson: [comes out dressed like John Rambo] No, thanks. This is a little too prepared.
- Jane Jetson: You're right, dear. If he ever saw you looking like that, he'd go bananas!
- George Jetson: [now dressed in a gorilla suit] Ah, no! Nothing like an Auto-Dresser with a sense of humor!