The pool player is called Marvin, one of Fred's co-workers is called Sandy, and Barney's butler is Stonyslaws.
Supermarket Clerk: All right, all right, break it up, you kids. Get away from the magazine stand if you're not buying. Out, out, out.
Boys: All right. Ok. (runs away)
Supermarket Clerk: (to Fred) That goes for you, too, buddy. No money, no reading.
Fred: I'm not reading. I'm just looking at the pictures.
Supermarket Clerk: Oh, great. When you learn to read, I'll really be in trouble, won't I?
Fred: Hey, Wilma, look! It's those new skate bones all the kids are riding. Pretty neat, huh? I've been wanting to try one of these.
Wilma: Put it back, Fred. You'll hurt yourself.
Fred: Are you kidding? Why, I'm a natural-born athlete. Watch this. (starts riding skate bone) See? Nothing to it. Ho-oh, boy! I can see why the kids get hooked on these things. Sure beats walking.
Supermarket Clerk: Uh-oh. Here comes one of those adult natural-born athletes. This means troubles.
(Fred accidentally skates into the revolving door and spins out of control)
Fred: Hey, where am I? What's going on? (skates uncontrollably out of revolving door) Yaaa! Wilma!
Supermarket Clerk: I knew it.
(After Fred causes damage in the supermarket while riding a skate bone)
Supermarket Clerk: One giant Brontosaurus soup bone, 250 grapefruits, one skate bone, plus damage to revolving door. And that'll be $62.52.
Wilma: Next time, I'll do the shopping, o.k., Fred?
Supermarket Clerk: The management would be most grateful, madam.
Fred: Are you insinuating I'm a troublemaker?
Supermarket Clerk: No, sir, not insinuating. I'm telling you!
Slate: Welcome once again, everybody, to the Slate Construction Annual Picnic for Employees and Guests, given each year through the generosity of the company's beloved president.
(The employees all cheer)
Fred: Here we go. First it's a long-winded speech by Slate, then we play some corny games. (shouts) I hope the food is better this year!
Fred: Relax, Wilma. Slate'll never know who yelled it.
Slate: Starting a little early with the wisecracks, aren't you, Flintstone?
(Fred's face blushes red)
Wilma: Oh, he'll never know, will he?
This episode was recorded on 6-15-65.