The Flintstones in Viva Rock Vegas | 2000

Yabba-dabba-dough!

Look at all these clams!

You got enough there to buy Wilma a ring for each finger.

And maybe a little stud for me, too. What do you say we go cash out.

Are you crazy? That's your problem, Barn. You think too small.

I'm not just going to stop at a ring.

I'm going to buy her a whole lifestyle, just like Chip Rockefeller.

But she doesn't want some smart, rich, handsome guy. She wants you!

Buzz off, cave boy! The man's got magic hands.

I know this will be difficult for you, but let's think for a moment.

Chip Rockefeller flew you to his casino, in his plane, to play at his tables.

And against odds of 247,000-to-1...

...you have rolled 17 straight winners.

Can we connect the dots?

Sure! Today is my lucky day!

Good luck, dum-dum.

You'll need it.

Come on, babies.

Lucky seven!

What did I tell you, Barn? Magic!

It's not magic, it's skill.

A gentleman gambler like you should be playing with the high rollers.

I was just getting warmed up, you know, building my bankroll.

Bankroll? I'll give you a line of credit.

Credit?

Sure! The house fronts you a little extra, you pay it back. A man of your skill?

I'd be honored to have you on a house account.