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[theme song]

[whirring]

? Meet George Jetson ?

? His boy Elroy ?

? Daughter Judy ?

? Jane his wife ??

[music continues]

(male narrator) "The Jetsons."

Brought to you by Scotch Brand, the magic tape.

Looks frosty on the roll, invisible on the job.

Scotch brand magic tape in a green plant dispenser.

[instrumental music]

[space shuttles whirring]

I still say there's nothing wrong with me.

It's a waste of time seeing a doctor, George.

Well, it won't do any harm to have a check-up, Janey.

You know, you've been kind of edgy lately.

I have not.

And slow down. You're going too fast.

Too fast? We're only doing 2500 miles an hour.

'Relax, Janey.'

[chuckling]

What are you anyway, my co-pilot?

The way you drive, you could use one.

There, you see?

That's the way you've been actin' all week.

Snappin' everybody's head off.

Edgy.

Nervous.

Short-tempered.

That's why I'll feel better

after you see Dr. McGravity.

Maybe you should see Dr. McGravity.

Oh, boy. A little more of this and I will need a check-up.

Now, don't be nervous, dear.

And call me at the office later.

I will, George.

Now, you better hurry or you'll be late for work.

Right. Bye, dear.

whoosh

Oh, dear. Maybe George is right.

I haven't been myself lately.

A check-up certainly wouldn't do me any harm.

Good morning, Mrs. Jetson. The doctor will see you now.

Thank you.

- Ah, Mrs. Jetson. - Good morning, doctor.

Shall we start the examination?

[machine whirring]

This is our eyes, ears

nose and throat evaluator.

[machine whirring]

We'll start with the eyes.

(Dr. McGravity) 'Now, the ears.'

[machine whirring]

(Dr. McGravity) 'Nose.'

- 'Say, "Ah."' - Oh!

- 'Not "Oh". Ah.' - Ah.

(Dr. McGravity) 'Now the throat.'

[gulps]

'Are you comfortable?'

Ah! Oh! Oh!

[machine whirring]

There. That ought to do it.

[machine whirring]

'Next, we'll take your blood pressure.'

Left arm out and make a fist, please.

[machine whirring]

[machine whistling]

boing

'Now you just stay relaxed'

and we'll check that little old heartbeat.

[thumping]

Excellent.

[machine whirring]

Now, we'll test those reflexes.

[machine whirring]

boing

clang

Fine, fine.

Now, we'll get the results

on the relativity reactor.

[machine whirring]

A-Okay.

Well, that concludes the tests, Mrs. Jetson.

'You're in perfect physical shape.'

Oh, I couldn't be! I feel so-so tired lately.

Tired? Well, that's funny.

Eh, let me see your fingers, please.

Now, wiggle them.

[Jane groans]

All tied in knots, eh?

Have you been pushing a lot of buttons lately?

Oh, doctor, you have no idea.

Sometimes I think I'll go out of my mind.

Hmm, tell me about it, Mrs. Jetson.

'What is it like at home?'

Well, every day, it's the same thing.

And every morning, it's the same thing.

George, George, time to get up, dear.

[snoring]

Oh, dear. He knows he has to be at work by 11:00.

ding

'Well, a nice cold shower should get him started.'

[snoring continues]

Ooh! Aah! Eeh! Aah! Yeaow! Ooh! Aah!

[sputtering]

And those children.

I'm sure they've overslept too.

Children, time to get up now. Get up.

[groaning]

[yawning]

Oh, sure, mom. Oh, sure.

Well, there's one sure way to get them out of bed.

Hey!

Okay, I'm up, I'm up.

Mother!

Honestly, mother!

Honestly, yourself.

You'd think you two could get up one morning without my help.

Well, I'd better straighten up the bedroom.

Ah. I'll start with our beds.

[whirring]

boing

George! Come quick! Hurry!

Okay, honey, okay.

What's up, besides me?

The bed. Look, it's acting crazy again.

[George groans]

- Can you fix it, George? - Fix it? I can't even stop it.

Ooh, ah! Help! Help! Ooh!

Ah-ah.. Get the building superintendent! Hurry!

Yes, dear.

Yes, Ms. Jetson?

Henry, get up here.

The Retract-O-Bed has gone haywire.

Oh, yeah. Well, I'll be right up, Ms. Jetson.

- Hurry! - Help!

boing

Yikes!

boing boing

[chuckling]

Hey, you wasn't kiddin'

when you said the bed was out of order.

Well, I'll have it fixed in a jiffiffy.

- Hey! - 'Help!'

Oh, my goodness!

Well, at least they're headed in the right direction.

(Henry) 'Low bridge!'

- The bed's out of order. - You're jokin'.

No, it's broke.

[instrumental music]

And that started it, doctor.

Enough to upset anyone.

It kept right up at breakfast too.

Everybody wanting something different.

I want Venusian toast.

Sugared Space Nuts for me, mom.

Satellite flakes and milk for me.

(George) 'And moon eggs, sunny-side up, dear.'

(Elroy) 'Can I have some shredded coconut?'

Coming right up.

'Moon eggs, sunny-side up. Sugared Space Nuts.'

Satellite flakes and milk.

And Poi, mother. Let's have a Polynesian breakfast.

Oh-ho-ho, not for me.

'My Venusian toast, dear.'

- 'Where is it?' - Coming right up.

Good heavens!

boing boing

That's enough, that's enough! Hold it! Hey!

So, is it any wonder my fingers are all in knots?

Hmm. Typical symptoms.

- Of what? - Buttonitis.

You need a rest, Mrs. Jetson. Get away from all those buttons.

- Get away? Where? - Someplace close to nature.

One of those dude planets, maybe.

Nothing like getting back to the days of the Old West.

- You like horses? - I don't know any.

[chuckles]

Ahem. Might be just the tonic you need.

Make a new woman of you.

[machine whirring]

Next.

[instrumental music]

Here we are, ma'am.

(Jane) "Universal Travel Service.

If you've been everywhere, try us."

Well, I hope they can help me.

Good luck.

[whirring]

Yes, ma'am?

Could you recommend a good dude planet?

Oh, the best, ma'am.

Beta Three dude planet.

'And the best place on the whole planet'

'is the Beta Bar Ranch.'

'I really recommend it.'

'It's like a page out of the Old West.'

Yahoo!

[laughs]

'Here's a shot of some happy guests'

'returning from a ride.'

Well, it looks fine. Make a reservation, please.

- For you alone, ma'am? - Uh, no, make it for two.

I'll call a friend and see if she'll go with me.

[music continues]

- It'll be great fun, Helen. - It sounds dreamy.

- What time do you wanna leave? - Tomorrow noon.

Oh, I wish you'd come.

You must need a rest too.

Do I ever.

I tell you, Harry is commuting

from Tahiti to New York every day.

And it has me all worn out.

- Can you make it in time? - I'll make it.

See you, partner. Ya-hoo!

Right, partner. Ya-hoo!

[laughs]

And now, you three take care of yourselves.

We will, mother. Have a supersonic time.

- You sure you'll be alright? - Of course, honey.

We'll make out great.

Won't we, kids?

- Sure, we will. - Sure, we will.

Bye! Have fun!

[space shuttle whirring]

Well, she's gone.

- What do we do now? - I want to eat. I'm starvin'.

[music continues]

Gee, the place is kind of a mess.

I'll vacuum first before I start pickin' the stuff up.

[whirring]

What can I do to help?

[cat screeching]

The vacuum cleaner's got the cat again, pop!

[cat screeching]

[clanking]

Oh, boy, it never fails.

If it isn't one thing, it's another.

Come on out, kitty-cat.

[sneezing]

[coughs]

Oh, well. I'll clean up later.

How's the lunch coming, Judy?

- The Food-O-Mat is stuck, pop. - Oh, it can't be.

- What's this lever for? - I don't know.

Well, there's one sure way to find out.

Hey!

Gee, that looks like fun.

- Can I try it, pop? - No! Get me out of here!

Go get Henry, Elroy. Maybe he can help.

No!

Would you rather spend

the whole day in there, daddy?

No! Go get Henry!

Ooh, how embarrassin'!

[instrumental music]

Uh, what seems to be the trouble, Miss Judy?

It's daddy, Mr. Orbit. He's in there.

My, my. Well, hi, Mr. Jetson.

- What you doin' in there? - Get me out!

- What's he sayin'? - I think he wants out.

Well, the way these kitchens are connected

I guess I'll have to run him through the cycle.

[creaking]

Hey!

(Henry) 'First, the washer.'

[gurgling]

(Henry) 'Then the ironer.'

[whirring]

Ya-ouch!

[groaning]

I think the window washer is hooked up on this cycle too.

Take a look out the window, Elroy.

Nope. All I see is the water jet comin' up.

[splashing]

- Yep, there he is. - Help!

Yippee!

- Can I be next, pop? - No!

- Oh, shucks. - Gee, Mr. Orbit.

Daddy's right back where he started.

Get me out of here!

Well, there's only one thing left to do.

- What's that? - Use the burnt-toast ejector.

It's kind of extreme, but, uh..

Well, here goes.

No, wait!

[whirring]

'Ya-ouch!'

whoosh

Well, now that everything's under control

I'll be gettin' back to my nap.

Eh, work.

Thanks a lot, Mr. Orbit.

Yeah. Thanks a lot.

(Henry) 'Oh, that's alright, Mr. Jetson.'

I don't know when I've had so much fun.

[chuckles]

[space shuttle whirring]

(male 1) 'Well, here we are, ladies. The Beta Bar Ranch.'

- It looks lovely. - So peaceful.

Now, if you ladies will register to the office

you'll soon be headed down "The Old Chisholm Trail."

Ya-hoo, as we say.

Howdy,space partners?

On behalf of the management

welcome to the Beta Bar Ranch.

zap

Now then, your corral's ready for ya.

Fasten your saddle belts

and prepare

for the grandest time y'all ever had.

- Ready, pards? - Ready!

zap

- Ya-hoo! - Yippee!

Oh, good! We get the bunk-house.

How quaint.

(Helen) Whoa, Nelly!

[screeching]

Well, here we are.

What will we do first?

Let's just relax.

Ya-hoo!

Hey there, space partners.

Just to let you know about all the swell things to do.

Look-a here.

- 'There's cookouts..' - Come and get it!

[tinkling]

'And barbecues.'

'Doesn't that look like fun?'

[coughing]

'Stagecoach rides.'

whoosh

(male 2) 'This one's on its way to Jupiter.'

Then there's my favorite.

Listenin' to the singing vagabond cowboy.

[guitar music]

? Oh bury me now ?

? Down the Milky Way ?

? Where the rockets howl ?

? And the comets play ?

? And when I die ?

? Don't you bury me ?

? Where gravity's low ?

? And the jets flow free ?

- Wow! - You mean, ya-hoo!

- You wanna know something? - What?

This is wonderful, but I kind of miss George.

Oh, that's just the first-day blues.

You'll get over it.

Oh, of course, I will.

But I hope he's alright.

(George) 'Hey! Hey, stop it!'

Wait! Stop it! Cut it out!

Doggone it!

Now, where's that shut-off button?

[clanking]

There, that's more like it.

Now, clean the room.

That's all you're supposed to do.

whoosh

[cat screeching]

Oh, no!

[cat screeching]

'It's got the cat again.'

Oh, boy, what a day!

[whirring]

Building superintendent Henry Orbit reportin', sir.

- Get up here, Henry. - At once, sir.

- Yes, sir. - I said, get up here!

I am here, sir. I took the express tube.

Oh, oh, I'm-I'm sorry.

- It's the vacuum cleaner. - Got the cat again, eh?

Well, I guess I'll have to put in a new control system

before the cat has a nervous breakdown

and has to see a psy-cat-trist.

[chuckles]

[cat screeching]

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty. Nice kitty.

[sneezing]

(Henry) 'Gesundheit!'

[coughs]

Oh, say, your Retract-O-Bed is ready.

- Missus around? - No, she's off on a vacation.

Oh, that's nice.

Nice for her, but not for me.

I miss her, and she's only been gone since noon.

Say, who are you callin'?

Well, if you must know, my wife.

That's the spirit.

[chuckles]

There's nothing like a phone call

to make you feel better.

Make you both feel better.

[whirring]

What happened? The line busy?

Nope. I've changed my mind.

If I call her, she'll only start worryin'.

And that's the last thing I want her to do.

[rattling]

Yippee!

Ride 'em, cowboy!

Looks like that's the end of that event.

- Snack, ladies? - Not now, thanks.

Drinks? Space-a-Cola? Saturn Fizz?

Moon Grape or Atom Smash?

I'll have an Atom Smash.

Um, Space-a-Cola.

One Atom Smash. One Space-a-Cola.

zoom

(male 2) And now, for the main event.

If y'all will take a peek up yonder about a 1000 feet up

'you'll see the galactic champion bulldogger'

Paul Al Furr

better known as the Venus Kid.

Ready with the steer, boys?

Then let him loose!

[creaks]

Ya-hoo!

[crowd cheering]

That's a mean-lookin' critter. And here comes the Kid.

[whirring]

Yip-yip-yippee!

bam

(Venus Kid) Oh, doggone it!

[crowd groans]

He missed, folks.

But the Kid never stops tryin'.

'Looks like he's gonna set a new bulldogging record.'

thud

'And he did!'

[laughing]

'Eh, the bull, that is.'

[crowd cheering]

Wow!

Whoopee.

- What's the matter with you? - I miss my family.

And not a word from George, either.

Suppose something awful has happened.

I'm going to call home.

[instrumental music]

[snoring]

Call for Mr. Jetson, Mr. George Jetson.

[snoring]

Huh? Huh? Huh?

What? What? What? What? What?

Sorry to wake you, sir, but I have a collect call

from Mrs. Jetson on Beta Three.

Will you accept the charges?

Oh, oh, sure. Uh, uh, put her on.

- Jane. - George.

Jane.

- George. - Jane.

George.

Now, that's what I call racy dialogue.

Quiet, Helen.

- Are you alright, dear? - Oh, yeah. You?

Fine. And the children?

- Where are they? - Out.

And you're just sitting at home doing nothing?

Yeah. Uh, no, no.

Uh, hold on a second, dear.

[screeching]

[instrumental music]

Whee-he-he-ha-ha!

Oh, I'm having a party.

The whole gang's over.

[laughing]

It's been like this every night.

Party after party.

Whoopee!

Well, I only called because I thought you'd be lonesome.

What? You'll have to speak up, dear.

You know what parties are like.

'I'll let you get back to your fun'

'and I'll get back to mine.'

Whoopee, heh-heh!

[door bell ringing]

Come in.

You'll have to turn the music down, Mr. Jetson.

The other tenants are complainin'.

I like a party too, but..

Where'd everybody go?

Ah, there's no one here, Henry. I..

I was just talking to Jane on the phone.

I wanted her to think that I was havin' a party

so she wouldn't think I miss her.

I don't want to spoil her vacation.

And imagine, Helen.

He's been having parties every night.

Well, at least he's not lonely.

I'll say he isn't.

Come on, let's have some fun.

After a few dances, you'll forget your worries.

[whirring]

Care to dance? Care to dance?

Over here, she would.

My pleasure. My pleasure.

Go on, Jane. Let yourself go.

[instrumental music]

Oh, my dear, you dance divinely.

You dance divinely.

I love to dance, but it's no use.

You're not George.

'That's all, thanks.'

[whirring]

I bet George is dancing with some slinky siren.

And you can bet she's not a robot.

Oh, Jane. George is devoted to you and you know it.

And I'll bet she's a blond and she's probably saying

"Oh, George, you dance divinely."

Jane! What are you gonna do?

I'm going to pack and I'm going home.

[space shuttle whirring]

First these parties at home, then parties out.

I know what's going on.

I can just picture George now.

Out with some slinky siren.

Oh, my, what fascinating eyes you have, George.

[laughs]

Well, I just use them for lookin'.

Mm, and what lovely hair.

[chuckles]

It keeps my head

from slippin' off the pillow at night.

Mm, you are cute.

Mm.

Why, the nerve of that..

She kissed him.

Take this, you playboy.

bam

Oh! Oh, dear, dear.

Oh, I-I am sorry, driver.

I thought you were my husband.

I wonder how she treats her dog.

Hurry, driver, hurry.

I must get home right away.

Alright, George, where is she?

Janey, honey. Is that really you?

Where is that slinky blond? And don't lie.

Huh? What? Who?

The party's over, huh?

What party?

Oh, yeah. I was only-

Quiet, you worm.

I'd love to stay and referee, but I just have time

to catch the last express home.

Don't bother seeing me out.

Bye, Helen.

And you needn't bother seeing me in.

Ah, but, Jane, honey..

[door slams]

Here's your Retract-O-Bed, Mr. Jetson.

And just in time.

'I hear Ms. Jetson's home.'

Yeah. She's mad at me.

- Mad at you? What about? - Oh, search me.

Well, you just leave it

to ol' Fix-It Henry.

[knocking on door]

Brought your bed back, Ms. Jetson.

- Alright, Henry. - Here, I'll give you a hand.

swish

Hiya, honey.

Please install it and kindly leave.

There you are. Ms. Jetson.

It works perfect now.

Now, sit down and, uh, kind of try it out.

- You too, Mr. Jetson. - Who, me?

Oh, oh, yeah.

Yeah. Glad to.

Ah, nice day.

I hadn't noticed.

Well, alright. If that's the way you're gonna act-

Hold it. Hold it, folks.

[chuckles] Now, there's just one small adjustment

I gotta make.

zap

Henry Orbit, you said it was fixed.

Yes, um-uh, I thought it was.

Well, something must have gone wrong.

'Be back in a jiffiffy.'

Jane, honey, you know there isn't anyone else.

There never has been.

There weren't any parties while you were gone.

I-I was just pretendin'

so you wouldn't worry about me.

I started missing you the minute you left.

Oh, George. I missed you too.

Mwah.

- Gosh. - Whoops.

[laughs]

I didn't mean to interrupt you folks.

Say, I'll have that contraption fixed in no time.

Don't you dare touch it.

We like it just the way it is.

- Don't we, George? - We sure do.

Oh, once around the park, James.

Pip-pip. Your wish is my command, my lady.

(male narrator) "The Jetsons."

Brought to you by..

[theme music]

meow

boink

Help! Help!

Jane, stop this crazy thing!

Jane!

Help! Jane!

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