MARGO: Actually, this *is* a cartoon, and Fred and Barney are from the studio next doo–ĭEREK: SHHHHHHHHH!! There’s no time to waste! We have to follow them! MARGO: Will you stop interrupting everyone, you jerk?!ĭEREK: Sorry, I didn’t quite catch that, what was it you were saying, Margo? Try speaking into my other ear in future.ĭEREK: Good. MARGO: Why not? It’s never stopped us befo–ĭEREK: SHHHHHHHHH!! It looks like we already have two volunteers, one who calls himself Fred Flintstone and his short companion, Barney Rubble.ĭEREK: Don’t be silly Moki, this is real life, not a cartoon! And besides, you don’t even have TV where you come from! MOKI: Treasure?!! What are we waiting for?! That hat looks delicious, let’s go!!ĭEREK: Not so fast, my nomad friend. MARGO: I believe it’s called ‘fairy floss’ in parts of the British Commonwealth–ĭEREK: Quiet Margo, Moki! It looks like the leader’s about to say something!…He says he’s the Grand Poobah, and he’s retiring.ĭEREK: Wait! There’s more…he says whoever finds the Treasure of Sierra Madrock will become the new Grand Poobah! MOKI: All I know is I want one of those funny hats! Look at those horns! Is that blue cotton candy it’s made of? Mmm…cotton candy! This *is* a clandestine gathering of men, perhaps the earliest incarnation of the Freemasonry. Quick Derek, tell us what this is before I pass out!ĭEREK: Hmmm…they appear to be cavemen, Margo, and judging from their common headdress, I’d say you’re right. The strong scent of manliness it’s almost too much for a woman to handle. MARGO: Where are we? It looks like we’re in a clandestine gathering…of men…in a cave. And when the dust settles, they stare up in awe at a vast chamber, filled with giant relics and artifacts from another civilisation…And there, at the far end of a cavern, a door with a strange inscription! ‘All who enter these portals pass…through…time!’ HANNA-BARBARA’S GREATEST ADVENTURES: THE FLINTSTONES: THE TREASURE OF SIERRA MADROCK While surveying the site of some ancient ruins, two young archaeologists, Derek and Margo, and their nomad friend Moki, find themselves trapped and sinking in a whirling pool of sand.
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