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Betty Rubble
- Betty Rubble: Well, whatever cured Fred of betting, Wilma?
- Wilma Flintstone: Well, I had him go to a psychiatrist.
- Betty Rubble: How did you get him to go?
- Wilma Flintstone: Well, I bet a month's house money at poker with him, and he lost.
- Betty Rubble: That's right. A real gambler never goes back on his bets. They'll skip house payments, the kids' lunch money, but gambling debts are debts of honor.
- Betty Rubble: Oh, here comes Barney, Wilma.
- Wilma Flintstone: Did you find out anything, Barney?
- Barney Rubble: [walks by] I sure did.
- Betty Rubble, Wilma Flintstone: Well? What did you find out?
- Barney Rubble: [walks by again, carrying a TV set] I found out that Fred Flintstone is no friend of mine.
- Wilma Flintstone: What's that supposed to mean, Betty?
- Betty Rubble: I don't know.
- Wilma Flintstone: Betty, did you happen to notice what Barney was carrying when he left your house?
- Betty Rubble: Mm-hmm. Our TV set.
- Wilma Flintstone: That's what I thought, but why?
- Betty Rubble: I don't know. Let's find out.
- Wilma Flintstone: Yeah, lets. There's something funny going on with TV sets lately.
- Betty Rubble: And Fred never has bet again?
- Wilma Flintstone: Never. He's been an ideal husband ever since.
- Fred Flintstone: WILMA!
- Betty Rubble: Your ideal husband is home, Wilma.
- Wilma Flintstone: I didn't say he was perfect. He's ideal as husbands go.
- Wilma Flintstone: Hey, boys, open up. We want to speak to you.
- Arnold: [from inside his clubhouse] Go on, beat it. No girls allowed.
- Wilma Flintstone: Much as I hate to admit it, we're not girls.
- Betty Rubble: We're women.
- Arnold: Women? Those are the worst kind of girls.
- Betty Rubble: Boys always seem to want to belong to boys' clubs.
- Wilma Flintstone: Until they grow up. Then they join men's clubs.
- Wilma Flintstone: I just can't stay mad at Fred. Sometimes he does such nice things.
- Barney Rubble: I still think there's something fishy about it.
- [Wilma, Betty, and Barney enter the Flintstones' home and Barney notices something]
- Wilma Flintstone: Well, Fred isn't home yet. I'll make some coffee. You two sit down and get comfortable.
- Barney Rubble: Sit down? On what?
- Betty Rubble: The furniture's all gone!
- Wilma Flintstone: Well, that does it. I know Fred's betting again when all the furniture's gone. I've had five years of that.
- [Wilma and Betty enter Arnold's boys' club]
- Betty Rubble: Wilma, look.
- Wilma Flintstone: I'm looking. It looks like my house.
- Betty Rubble: No wonder. It's all your furniture. It makes a nice clubroom.
- Wilma Flintstone: Yeah. It looks better here than at home.