- Wilma Flintstone: [on the phone] What? My husband? Is in jail? I should bring bail money? He hasn't any money in his devil suit?
- Betty Rubble: [from out her window] Wilma! Oh, Wilma! Did you just get a call from the police?
- Wilma Flintstone: Yes, it seems we have two devils down there who need bailing out. You mind Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm, I'll go down and bail them out.
- Betty Rubble: Okay, Wilma. I got some questions for Barney.
- Wilma Flintstone: [leaving the house] And I have some for Fred, believe me.
- [later, at the police station]
- Policeman: There they are, lady. Ain't they the cutest little devils?
- [chuckles]
- Fred Flintstone: Hi, Wilma. I suppose you'd like an explanation.
- Wilma Flintstone: I certainly would, but you can wait until we're in the car.
- Fred Flintstone: [follows Wilma as she leaves] Okay, Wilma.
- Barney Rubble: Uh, make it good, Fred. I gotta tell Betty the same story.
- Fred Flintstone: [as Fred and Barney begin to show eachother their costumes which both happen to be Red-Devil costumes] Hey Barney, where are you?
- Barney Rubble: Oh, right here Fred. I slipped into my costume too.
- Fred Flintstone: Huh?
- Barney Rubble: Will the real Satan please stand up?
- [Barney laughs]
- Barney Rubble: Uh, the Beasties are very popular, Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: Not with me.
- Barney Rubble: Well, they sure have a lot of hair.
- Fred Flintstone: And a lot of nerve.
- Barney Rubble: Hey, Fred, look. The Flippo Record Company. Uh, that's the company that stamps out the Beastie records.
- Fred Flintstone: If they stamped out the Beasties, they'd be doing something.
- [Barney wishes to peek in on Fred's secret costume]
- Betty Rubble: Barney, don't bother Fred. He still blames you for copying his devil costume.
- Barney Rubble: I know, but I just want, uh, one teeny little peek.
- Wilma Flintstone: Oh, let him go, Betty. Those two aren't happy unless they're fighting.
- Grand Poobah: The executive board has voted to have our annual Water Buffalo Lodge Affair the same as every year, a costume party. All in favor, say aye.
- Lodge Members: Aye!
- Grand Poobah: All opposed.
- Sam Sandstone: I'm opposed. It should be a formal dress up affair.
- Barney Rubble: Sam Sandstone always wants our annual blowout to be a dress up affair.
- Fred Flintstone: [chuckles] Why not? Sam owns the only tuxedo rental shop in town.
- [someone knocks on the Flintstones' door]
- Betty Rubble: Someone's at the door.
- Wilma Flintstone: I'll get it, Betty.
- [Wilma opens the door and finds a short monster standing out front]
- Wilma Flintstone: Aaaah!
- [runs away]
- Wilma Flintstone: Betty, run for your life!
- Betty Rubble: Relax, Wilma. That's Barney in his new costume.
- Wilma Flintstone: Barney?
- Barney Rubble: [shows his face] Oh, I'm sorry, Wilma. I thought Fred would answer and I'd scare him.
- Wilma Flintstone: That's as bad as the devil suit.
- Betty Rubble: What can I do? He likes it.