- [after Fred walls up his half of the room, Barney throws a party on his half]
- Fred Flintstone: All right, Rubble! Knock off the racket in there!
- Barney Rubble: [dancing] Excuse me, Fred. This is a private party.
- Fred Flintstone: How would you like a private lump on the head? Well, he's asked for this. I'm coming in after you, Rubble!
- [sticks his hand through the hole in the wall]
- Fred Flintstone: I know you're in there. Aha! Gotcha!
- [Fred grabs a police officer by mistake]
- Fred Flintstone: I'm gonna tear the joint apart.
- [with his eyes closed, Fred starts pulling the policeman through the hole]
- Fred Flintstone: You're finally gonna get yours! Come here!
- [with the policeman pulled through and his eyes still closed, Fred prepares to punch the policeman]
- Fred Flintstone: Here comes that trip into space I promised you. As we say in French, arrivederci!
- Officer O'Brick: And as we say in America, BOING!
- [punches Fred against the wall]
- Fred Flintstone: Just what are you doing in my house?
- Barney Rubble: Correction, Fred. Our house. Here's the new deed. It seems we built half on my land. This is the property line.
- Fred Flintstone: It won't work, Barney. You got that phony deed at the joke shop.
- Barney Rubble: Well, just call the City Hall of Records and see, Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: Okay, wise guy, I will.
- Barney Rubble: I'll thank you to stay off my property while doing so.
- [laughs]
- Fred Flintstone: [on the phone] Hello, Record Department. Uh, this is Fred Flintstone. Uh, did you record a deed for half a room in the name of Barney Rubble?
- Barney Rubble: Oh, boy, he's gonna raise the roof when he hears the answer.
- [laughs]
- Fred Flintstone: [on the phone] Huh? You did? Nice and legal?
- [the roof rises]
- Fred Flintstone: BARNEY, YOU SNEAKY DOUBLE CROSSER!
- Fred Flintstone: Wilma, you are never to speak to those people next door again.
- Wilma Flintstone: Oh, Fred, Betty and Barney are our friends.
- Fred Flintstone: They are the enemy! The king has spoken. All Rubbles are enemies and are not welcome.
- [approaches Bamm-Bamm]
- Fred Flintstone: And... that goes for you, too, Bamm-Bamm.
- Bamm-Bamm Rubble: [grabs Fred's finger and starts slamming him] Bamm, bamm! Bamm, bamm, bamm!
- Fred Flintstone: All right, all right, y-y-you can stay. Now, go play with Pebbles.