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[theme song]

? Meet George Jetson ?

? His boy Elroy ?

? Daughter Judy ?

? Jane his wife ??

(male narrator) "The Jetsons."

Brought to you by

famous Colgate dental cream with activated gardol.

Brushing after eating with Colgate

will stop bad breath. It helps fight decay.

[instrumental music]

(Jack Jetwash) 'Wake up, wake up, wake up!'

'This is Jack Jetwash, your slipped disc jockey..'

[laughs]

...on 3D TV at half past 07:00 hours

on this good, good, goodmornin'

with your Modern Mother's Muscle Tone

program of the year.

Now, chins up. I mean, chin up.

Index fingers out.

Ready for your push button finger exercises, hmm?

[yawns] I'm ready.

(Jack on TV) 'One, two. One, two.'

'One, two. One, two, One, two. One, two.'

'Rest.'

Okay, mom. Take five.

whirr

Good morning. And did you change your mind?

No, it's too cool to go swimming after school.

Besides, you won't be home in time for dinner.

From Acapulco?

Oh, I thought you were going to Hawaii.

Well, alright, if your father says yes.

Oh, he will.

Daddy? Daddy, are you asleep?

[snoring] Yes.

[kissing] Thanks, daddy.

- 'Daddy said yes.' - Well, okay then.

Man, you're crazy, way out.

Crazy? Now, is that a nice thing to say to your mother?

(Judy) 'Sure, I picked it up in ancient history.'

That's how teenagers used to say I love you. Remember?

Don't be smart. You know I'm only 33.

Well, what do you want for breakfast?

Nothing, thanks. I'm on a diet.

Wait a minute. Aren't you forgetting your bathing suit?

No, I haven't.

- 'That's your bathing suit?' - Uh-huh.

It's the new instant stretch model, mom.

Just add water and watch the boys fizz!

If I was only 15 again.

In fact...if I was only

32-22-32 again.

(Elroy) 'Hi, mom.'

Elroy, how many times have I told you

not to wear your space boots in the house?

I was just taking a shortcut.

(Jane) 'And tracking up my ceiling at the same time.'

I'm sorry, mom.

Hey, maybe I should be punished

and kept home from school, huh?

- Hmm? Huh? - Oh, no, you don't.

What would you like for breakfast?

- The usual. - 'The usual coming up.'

(Jane) 'Milk, cereal... crunchy or silent?'

- 'Better make it silent.' - 'Mention bacon.'

- 'Bacon.' - And one soft, boiled egg.

(Jane) 'And one soft, boiled egg.'

[beeping]

Thanks, mom.

Thank goodness, that's over with.

- Is your father up yet? - No.

Last time I saw him, he was still sleeping.

We'll fix that.

Eject, toast, records, husband.

That'll do it.

[snoring]

[alarm ringing]

pop

boing

I hate that thing!

Hey, mom. What's holding up my egg?

(Jane) 'Darn egg button's always sticking.'

'Ouch! No wonder I'm getting push-button fingers.'

creak

'Look at that. I set it for soft-boiled'

'and it comes out roasted.'

Oh, that's nothing.

Yesterday, I pushed the scrambled button

and I got a hot fudge pizza.

(Jane) 'Now, hurry up or you'll be late to school.'

Oh, there's nothing important today, mom.

Just elementary electronics and advanced finger painting.

[yawning]

(Jane) 'George, breakfast is ready.'

Okay, okay. Let me brush my teeth.

(Jane) 'Hurry, George. You'll be late.'

I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying.

Now, behave yourself in school, Elroy.

I will, mom.

The teacher said you were going

on a field trip this morning.

That's right, mom.

We're studying the Siberian salt mines.

Well, keep warm and don't pick fights

with the little Russian boys.

Goodbye.

Make sure you press the right button, mom.

'Public school 85 is right, right?'

(Elroy) Right.

- 3, 2, 1.. - The word's go!

Goodbye!

And don't leave your galoshes in Europe again!

Well, good morning, George.

Morning, Jane.

slurp

Oh, what is this anyway?

(Jane) 'What's it taste like, George?'

Well, this coffee tastes like rocket fuel.

Then it's not coffee. It's tea.

There's a cross circuit in the Foodarackacycle.

Lumpy tea?

'Oh, you got some of the oatmeal fall out.'

- 'How's your bacon?' - Raw.

- 'And your eggs?' - They're cold.

I don't get it, when we first got married

you could punch out a breakfast like mother used to make.

Now, you're all thumbs.

It's not my thumbs and it's not me.

It's this antique monster.

I press this thing for meals

and high-fi music comes out of the garbage disposal.

I never know what's going to come out.

[rumbling]

[buzzing]

boom

'See, George. We need a new one.'

Jane, how can we get a new one?

We haven't even paid for the one that replaced this one.

Besides, I'm beginning to like my coffee with lumps in it.

Well, I don't. I want a new Foodarackacycle.

A new Foodarackacycle? Jane, we cannot afford it!

No.

Absolutely, positively

emphatically beyond the shadow of a doubt

N-O, no!

George, are you trying to tell me something?

Forget it.

Why don't you ask your boss Mr. Spacely for a raise?

Because the boss is a penny-pinchin' old crab.

That's why.

clang

Someday, I'm gonna give that door

a shot right in its electric eye. Pow!

Oh, I shouldn't have upset George

but if he only knew how I hate

washing, ironing, vacuuming.

[whirring]

There ought to be some higher authority

a girl could appeal to.

Of course! That's it. I'll go over George's head.

[giggling] I'll speak to my mother.

[buzzing]

'Mother! I was just going to call you.'

You were? Well, what did George do now? The big bully.

Oh, nothing really, mother.

It's just that house work gets me down.

Well, it's really none of my business, dear

so I'll give you some advice.

- Get a maid. - We can't afford it, mother.

You don't need money. Charge it.

(Jane) 'Don't you have to pay for a maid?'

Not this one. I saw this ad on TV.

It's a new service called U-Rent A Robot Maid.

'There's even a one day free trial in your home.'

Free! Well, George couldn't complain about that.

[instrumental music]

I shouldn't have yelled at Jane. You know, maybe she's right.

Maybe I should ask Mr. Spacely for that raise.

After all, I'm a darn good digital index operator.

You gotta have it up here to know how to start these things

and stop 'em and start 'em again.

Come to think of it, Spacely couldn't get along without me.

I'll just march right in

and I'll ask him for a raise right now.

- Yes, George. - I want to see Mr. Spacely.

Sorry. Mr. Spacely's on the phone right now.

- Do you want to wait? - You're darn right, I'll wait.

But, Stella baby, I eat out every night.

(Stella) 'I'm sorry, Cosmo.'

The girls need me for their protest meeting

at the United Planets building.

I get to carry a sign, "Martians, go home!"

'But Stella..'

I'm sure you won't mind eating out again.

But, Stella..

Eh, and to think I married that woman 30 years ago

because she could cook.

(female 1) 'George Jetson is here, Mr. Spacely.'

- George Jetson? - 'Yes, sir.'

(female 1) 'He starts the referential unisonic digital index machine.'

Oh, butterfingers Jetson. Well, shoot him in.

boing

Why did I send for you, Jetson?

You must have goofed up somewhere.

Oh, no, sir. I think you're fine.

You think, you think?

Your machine is supposed to do the thinking, Jetson.

It's my wife, sir. She thinks-

Does your wife cook, Jetson?

- Oh, yes, sir. - What does she cook, hmm?

Like what?

Oh, like hash, meatloaf, soup, bones, beans.

Ah! Good old-fashioned home cooking.

I wish I were young and struggling again

and eating home cooking like you.

Oh, yes, sir. Very struggling, sir.

Two tiny children and one puny little wife.

We're practically broke.

Wonderful! I'd love to meet them.

And by coincidence, heh-heh

I'll be out your way around dinner time tonight.

Eh, any suggestions?

- Well, uh, uh.. - Fine, fine.

I'd love to have a home cooked dinner at your place.

I'll be there at six. And now, back to work, Jetson.

What did I come in here for anyway?

Busy, busy, busy, busy!

These local slidewalks are so slow.

I get there faster walking.

"U-Rent A Maid."

Hello, anyone here? I'd like to rent a maid.

Yes. You have an appointment and your credentials?

Credentials?

Madam, you can't expect to get our maids

without references.

We must be sure they go to happy, happy homes.

But my mother told me..

Uh, good enough!

Any reference from any mother is all we need.

- So, how big is your home? - We have three bedrooms.

Eww! A slum clearance project.

So then you'll want to see our basic economy model

from Great Britain.

Oh, Agnes.

[whirring]

Hip hip. Rather tea is served.

You notice the very broad aim.

This model was only used on weekends

by an old English teacher, uh, Mr. Chips.

- I'm, uh, afraid not. - 'Thank you, Agnes.'

Hip hip, chin up, cheerio.

Hip hip, chin up, cheerio.

Then we have a fun runabout, we import from France.

Blanche, honey.

- Ooh, allo cherie. Allo. - This is Blanche cop.

Bonjour, mademoiselle. Bonjour. Ha-ha-ha.

(male 1) 'Look at that suspension.'

[chuckles] Chic, isn't she?

Very chicky.

And look, the engine, it's in the rear.

'Where an engine belongs.'

- 'Thanks, but, uh, no.' - Allez, Blanche.

- 'That's all.' - Ha-ha-ha, au revoir.

Au revoir. Au revoir.

You mean, that's all?

Hmm, well, um, we do have one old demostrator model

with a lot of mileage.

Rosey.

Coming, sir.

[beeping]

Here I am, sir.

[beeping]

Yes, sir.

The old girl's still eager, isn't she?

[chuckles] But of course very..

[laughs]

...H-O-M-E-L-Y.

[beeping] I may be homely, buster

but I'm S-M-A-R-T, smart.

(Jane) 'I like her and I'll take her.'

[beeping] Oh, thank you, ma'am. Thank you.

[beeping]

There is a one day free home demonstration?

Oh, yes, of course.

But we're not responsible for any damages to your home.

boing

crash

Come on, let's go home, Rosey.

Yes, ma'am.

[beeping]

We can't guarantee her, you know?

[beeping]

[sputtering]

Well..

Now, just make yourself at home, Rosey.

[beeping] Yes, ma'am. I'll get right to work, ma'am.

Oh, that must be Elroy back from school.

swoosh

Oh, no. Not again. You are not Elroy.

No, ma'am. I'm Jimmy. Uh, what's for snacks?

The student homing device must be breaking down again.

'Hang on while I press the reject button, Jimmy.'

Arrivederci.

swoosh

How are you doing, Rosey?

[beeping] Just cleaning the rug, ma'am.

[coughing]

Oh, I know. That rug has never had a proper sweep.

swoosh

Now, that's Elroy, for sure.

Hey, where did you get the antique jukebox?

Shush. Now, say hello to our new maid Rosey, Elroy.

Hello to our new maid Rosey, Elroy.

Can you throw a forward pass?

[beeping] I'm not sure. But I'll try.

[beeping]

[instrumental music]

Wow-wow-wow-wee

Hi, mother. I'm home.

Judy, I thought you were going swimming.

Not with all these homework tapes

I have to listen to tonight.

Geopolitics, Esperanto, Space Calculus.

[sighs] I'll never be finished.

[beeping] I could help you, Ms. Judy. I'm wired for tape analysis.

I should have all the answers for you in about ten

Judy, this is our new maid Rosey.

Am I ever pleased to meet you?

Rosey, you are out of this universe.

[instrumental music]

Oh, boy. This traffic jam is all I need.

With the Foodarackacycle on the blink

and the boss coming home to dinner

how am I going to tell Jane?

But how am I going to tell George, mother?

The kids just love Rosey.

Well, she's free for the first day, isn't she?

[clanking]

(Elroy) 'Oh, boy, can Rosey play basketball.'

Come on, Rosey, show me your hook shot.

Okay.

Here goes.

swish

clank clank clank

Wow! Right in the basket.

[beeping]

Oh, dear, here comes George's saucer now.

Goodbye, mother.

crash crash crash

Ooh, I hate these compact saucers.

[creaking]

He'll come through that door any second, Rosey

and I want him to get a nice impression of you.

[beeping] Yes, ma'am.

You're on your own.

(George) 'Hello, dear.'

boing boing

Oh, my achin' back.

I've got that compact saucer cramp.

Oh, thanks, Jane. Oh.

[moans] Oh, now, that feels good.

- Hard day at the button, dear. - Oh, brutal.

Brutal, I had to push the button on and off five times.

That Spacely is a slave driver.

- Uh-oh. - 'Uh-oh, what?'

Speaking of Mr. Spacely, what are we havin' for dinner to..

Yikes! What's that?

[rattling]

But, uh..

What's that doin' here?

Rosey is our new robot maid, George.

Good evening, sir.

New maid?

With the boss coming to supper

and me tryin' to make him think we're poor.

But, George, she isn't costing us anything.

Out, out. Beep-beep. Understand? Out.

She's completely free, George, and-

And she doesn't cost anything. Hah!

Out, out, out.

Hey, oh.. Oh, you mean she's free?

For one day's home demonstration.

But what's this about inviting Mr. Spacely

'when all we have in the place is leftovers?'

(George) 'I didn't invite him, he invited himself.'

[whistles] Alright. Alright. Break.

- When does your boss get here? - Any split second.

- Where are the leftovers? - In the kitchen.

Never fear while Rosey's here.

swish

How am I gonna explain needin' a raise

when I've got a luxury like that monster clanking around?

We'll just have to keep Rosey out of sight.

[clanking]

creak

[upbeat music]

snap snap

[doorbell rings]

I'll get it.

Oh, hello.

You're Mr. Spacely, aren't you?

And you of course, are Mrs. Jetson.

'I must say, you're a very young-looking 33, my dear.'

[giggles] I'm not my mother. I'm his daughter.

But thanks loads. You really think I look mature?

[chuckles] You don't look a day over 40.

Oh, fine. Please come in.

Hey, lovely place. Uh, when do we eat?

Mr. Spacely, how nice. I'm Jane Jetson.

Charmed. Eh, what's Jetson talkin' about?

You don't look puny at all.

- Hi! - Howdy, son? Put her there.

It doesn't look like a crab's claw to me.

Let's see you pinch some pennies with it

like pop says you do.

You, what's that, boy?

Uh, that-that boy is

my-my son Elroy, Mr. Spacely.

I see and, uh, what's that..

[sniffs]

...hmm, delightful odor?

[clanking]

click

clank

[beeping]

Come and get it.

What's that?

Ha-ha. Uh, that's the dinner bell.

A dinner bell that goes, "Come and get it?"

[sighs] Best home cooking I ever tasted, Mrs. Jetson.

Uh, may I ask what it was?

Oh, um, a specialty of the house, fillet of leftovers.

Fine dinner, Jetson. Fine family.

Enjoyed every minute of it.

Oh, gee, thanks, Mr. Spacely.

- You got a light, Jetson? - Uh-oh!

Allow me, sir.

click

- Ah, thank you, my dear. - You're welcome, sir.

(Mr. Spacely) Pineapple upside-down cake, my favorite dessert.

Very efficient maid you got here, Jetson.

[chuckles] Maid!

How can you afford a maid on what I'm over-payin' you?

Oh, you see, Mr. Penny Pincher, I-I mean, Mr. Spacely-

You got another job on the side, right?

(George) 'No, sir. I-I-'

You're moonlighting, aren't you? Admit it.

- 'Quiet down, shorty.' - You keep out of this.

Now, look here, Mr. Spacely. These are nice people.

They've given me this chance

so I don't end up in the scrap pile.

- Jetson, where's my hat? - Down, boy. Down.

It's bad manners to leave the table

until after you've had your dessert.

plop

There now, the pineapples are right side up.

'And you can go after one more thing.'

'The opinions expressed are my own'

and do not necessarily reflect those of my employers.

[beeping]

[clanking]

Boy, what a performance!

Uh, how-how about a cup of coffee to go with your cake?

No, Jetson. Don't move.

I'd like to remember you just as you are..

...fired!

[instrumental music]

[chuckles] That was some free home demonstration.

It didn't cost us a thing. Except my job.

But it was worth it to see the expression

on old cake-head Spacely.

[all laughing]

Rosey, where you goin'?

[beeping] I know you folks can't afford to have me around.

Goodbye, Ms. Judy. Roy boy.

Missus...and you too, sir.

Hey, Rosey, you can't leave now.

You gotta teach me how to dribble a basketball.

Can't help it, Roy boy. That's the way the ball bounces.

Sorry, I blew a fuse, sir.

But what can you expect from wiring as old as mine?

[sniffs] Well..

Thanks for the chance. See you all in the junkyard.

[sniffing]

[clanking]

- 'Oh, George, I feel awful.' - Me too.

Boy, if I wasn't six and a half

I'd...I'd cry.

(George) 'Oh, now, come on, let's be realistic.'

[crying] I don't wanna be realistic.

I want Rosey.

[ringing]

Now, what kind of an idiot would call at a time like this?

- Jetson, I apologize. - Oh, Mr. Spacely.

I got halfway home and started thinking

that I got a big mouth and I shouldn't have fired you.

Well, uh, I..

I want you back at work tomorrow.

chomp chomp chomp

At a better salary and, uh..

chomp chomp

...more reasonable hour.

- On time. - Oh, yes, sir.

And, uh, with a little extra in the pay capsule

you can afford that long-playing bulldozer

you got for a maid.

She may be sassy but she makes the best

pineapple upside-down cake I ever got...clobbered with.

'Yes, sir.'

And, he-he-he

uh, we'll have to try the whole dinner bit again

if it's alright with Rosey.

Oh, yes, sir. Eh, if I can find her.

- You, you mean she's gone? - Uh, yes, sir.

Well, well, just don't stand there yes sir'ing me, man.

Get out and find her. Go! Go! Go!

George, where are you going?

swish

'To find Rosey.'

She's probably waitin' at the Space Bus platform.

There she is now. Rosey! Rosey!

We can afford you now!

creak

Oh, glad to have you aboard, Rosey.

Me too, sir.

(Jane) 'George, is that you?'

Sure, honey, and I found Rosey

and I brought her back home to stay.

She wants to know how much we charge her

to let her work for us. Ha-ha.

Don't be silly, Rosey. You're worth your weight in leftovers.

Thank you. And I love you people too.

Hey, Rosey, is this how to sink a basket?

boing

Very good, Roy boy.

Except you'll have to learn to let go of it.

Not tonight, Elroy. It's time to blast off for dreamland.

Well, okay, if Rosey tucks me in

and tells me about the cow that de-gravitated over the moon.

- This I gotta hear too. - Will you, Rosey?

Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.

Goodnight, ma'am.

You too, George. Come on. All of you.

Yes, ma'am. Beep-beep.

Thank you, ma'am. Beep-beep.

Goodnight, ma'am, uh, mom. Beep-beep.

Beep-beep. Beep.

Well, that's what I'm raising.

A family of Beep-Beep-Knicks.

[instrumental music]

(male narrator) "The Jetsons."

Brought to you by..

[theme music]

meow

Help! Help!

Jane! Stop this crazy thing!

Jane!

Help! Jane!

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