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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..

[whirring]

[screeching]

- Well, we're here, Judy. - Golly.

It was so nice of you to run me home from school, Booster.

Think nothing of it, moon-girl. Pick you up right after supper?

Yes, Booster.

- Your carry-belt on tight? - Yes, Booster.

Oh, hey, you forgot your geometry tapes.

Oh. So I did. Oops!

Hey, you always got to adjust the anti-gravity, Judy.

Yes, Booster.

You gotta remember to compensate for extra weight.

- Yes, Booster. Yes, Booster. - 'Now you're okay.'

If you still feel a drag, turn the control up a little.

- Yes, Booster. - Be ready on time, star-chick.

Yes, Booster.

[whizzing]

Ah, yes, Booster.

[blows whistle]

[screeching]

[blows whistle]

[screeching]

Hey, why don't you watch it?

Yes, Booster.

Hey, you in a fog or somethin'?

Yes, Booster.

[blows whistle]

Down here, young lady.

Why, Booster. What are you doing here?

My name's not Booster.

And why aren't you looking where you're going?

Oh, you're not Booster. Oh!

I mean, uh, what's the matter, officer?

Oh, that's what I'm asking.

That car almost vaporized you.

Let's hear your license.

(automated message) Judy Jetson, Skypad Apartments.

License 1-7-8-1-9-B.

No record of any traffic violation.

You ought to know enough to stay in the pedestrian lanes.

- Yes, sir. - Alright, Ms. Jetson.

Take-off! But watch your power.

I will. Oh, thanks, officer.

And I'll be careful.

[humming]

[hissing]

Oh, good afternoon, Ms. Judy.

- Why, Booster! - Ooh! No!

[laughs] It's me, Henry!

Oh! Oh, I've got a bad..

Oh, you're looking awfully handsome today, Henry.

[laughing] I am?

Uh-huh. So do those windows. So does everything.

Eh.. Say, are you feelin' alright, Ms. Judy?

Oh, I feel fine. I'm in love, Henry.

[Henry laughs] 'Again?'

- I beg your pardon? - Oh, I'm sorry, Ms. Judy.

But, uh, who is it this time?

His name is Booster Pendleton.

And he is absolutely the spaciest.

- Well, he must be. - See you.

[beeping]

Oh, Rosie, you darling beautiful girl.

(Rosie) Afternoon, Ms. Judy.

You learned this exercise in school?

We're dancing, Rosie.

(Rosie) Maybe you are.

All I'm doing is winding up my thing.

[beeping]

I'm in love.

I'm dizzy.

In love again?

For the absolutely last time.

Oh, he's simply the utmost, Rosie.

The utmost!

Sure! Just like the last one.

[beeping] Love.

Not beep, beep, Rosie. Love.

? Tra-la-la-la ??

For you, tra-la-la-la. For me, nonsense.

[beeping]

[metal clanking]

[screeching]

[crashing]

Evenin', Mr. Jetson.

Say, uh, I see your retro-brakes need adjustin' again.

[indistinct yelling]

Your what, say? Speak up!

I can't hear you with that bubble down.

[indistinct yelling]

Uh, I still don't get it, Mr. Jetson.

Eh, eh, give me a hint.

'How many words? Three.'

Three words. Okay.

Give me the first word. Oh, I love games.

Up? Upsy Daisy?

Rip? Grab?

Got! Get!

That's it, huh?

Uh, good, good. Yeah, and now for the second word.

Oh, this is fun.

Kinda makin' my day.

You? Get you?

No, no, no. Yeah. Me? Get me!

Oh, I get it.

If I don't get it.. I'm gonna get it, huh?

'See that's kinda funny too. Okay.'

'Third word. You mean, like a bird?'

'Uh, flip-flop? Flippin'-floppin'?'

Wings? Uh, eh..

Knick-knack? Uh, not nook, nook, nick?

Knock-knock. Knuckles. Now go ahead.

[indistinct yelling]

Uh, it's no use, Mr. Jetson.

I-I just can't hear a word.

Here, let me, ugh..

...open it up.

Get me out!

Well, you don't have to shout.

Huh, I can hear you.

Oh, say, I've got somethin' I wanna show you.

Hey, what's that you're takin' apart?

What do you mean takin' apart? I'm puttin' it together.

He is my new helper. And I call him Mac.

Now, Mac is gonna take a lot of the load

off of me around this place.

I'll bet. How do you know it works?

We're gonna try him right now.

[whirring]

Hey, you see?

Oh, that's real smooth.

What does it do besides make noise?

Everything.

Uh, yeah, say hello, Mac.

Hello! Hello!

[beeping]

Hey, did you hear that?

Sounds like a broken down interspace stereo.

Now, listen, I-I didn't build him to have somebody to talk to.

He is gonna work for me.

(George) 'Yeah? Doin' what?'

Whatever I tell him to do.

Now, watch. Say, Mac, um, I left my tool kit outside.

Eh, go get it.

Toolkit. Prr..

Ping! Ping!

(Mac) Tool kit.

[crashing]

Yes, sir. He's sure gonna help.

Only, what he gonna do when he runs out of walls?

Well, maybe he don't see too good yet.

I gotta kinda, you know, work on his visual circuit.

Uh, but don't worry. He'll improve.

Toolkit, toolkit.

Prr. Ping! Ping!

God boy, Mac. Heh-heh. I'm proud of you.

He's improvin' alright. He used the door that time.

And this is just a start, you know.

[laughs] Why, Mac is gonna be real helpful. You just wait and see.

Sure, he is, and if you ever need money

you can always rent him out as a house-wrecker.

[swooshing]

[instrumental music]

Good evenin', Mr. J.

Hi, Rosie. Where's the missus?

In the kitchen.

beep beep

Hah, it's fine. A little up with the feet.

Now down a little bit with the head.

Oh, that's swell, Rosie.

Hello, daddy dear.

How are you this beautiful evening?

I'm okay, and if you're after an advance on your allowance

the answer is no.

Why, daddy darling, I'm not after anything.

Here, let me make you more comfortable.

Alright. Now, what did you do that you shouldn't have?

(Judy) Nothing, daddy.

Then how come all this sunshine?

Oh, that.

Blame it on Booster.

- Well, comfy? - Naturally.

I enjoy sitting with my foot in my ear.

Oh, it's too tight.

There.

Shall I turn on the newspaper?

Uh, later, honey. Let's get back to Booster.

What is it, a new kind of happy pill?

Of course, not. It's a boy.

Booster Pendleton.

[laughing]

You're in love.

Ah-ha. And how long is this gonna last?

(Judy) Forever.

Rosie, did you know Judy was in love again?

Yes, sir.

A boy.

He is the most ut.

The most what?

The most ut!

Rosie, I said he was the utmost!

[chuckles] I like Rosie's way better.

When are you gonna fall in love, Rosie?

Never. I like the way I am now.

In love, everything's always up or down.

What does that mean?

I mean, like this.

This is Ms. Judy in love.

? La-la-la ta-la-la ?

? Ta-la-la ta-la-la ??

Now, Ms. Judy when she's out of love.

[sobbing]

[chuckles] She's got you pegged, princess.

I never sound like that.

I bet you could if you tried real hard.

Alright, Mac, my boy. He-he-hey!

This is the big day for both of us.

[beeping] Big day. Prr.. Ping!

And, Mac, it's up to you to show the tenants

how efficient we are. He-he-hey!

- Hey, you got it? - Prr. Got it.

Prr. Ping!

(Henry) 'Let's see.'

'You better get on the hall floors first.'

Uh, they need polishin' bad.

Polish bad. Prr. Ping!

No, no, no, Mac.

Polish 'em good!

It oughtn't to take you, oh, say, more than 20 minutes.

Twenty minutes. Prr. Ping!

Now, remember..

...open the doors first.

(Mac) Open first. Prr. Ping!

All finished with the halls, Mac?

Polished good. Prr. Ping!

Timed out at 22 minutes.

Now, the sky lawn needs mowin'.

Sky lawn. Prr. Ping!

Open door. Prr. Ping!

Attaboy, Mac. He-he-hey!

Now you're catchin' on.

[crashing]

Huh?

Oh, well. Hinges are cheaper than doors anyway.

Mow the lawn. Ping! Mow the lawn. Ping!

Prr. Ping!

[hissing]

Wash the windows. Prr. Ping!

Wash the windows. Prr. Ping! Wash the windows. Prr. Ping!

Dust the chute. Prr. Ping!

[whirring]

Chute's all dusted out?

Ping! Prr.

Now, next on the list is, uh..

Oh, yeah. The Jetson vacuum cleaner needs adjustin'.

Uh, bring it down here, will you, Mac?

Bring down here. Prr. Ping!

Open door. Prr. Ping!

[crashing]

Oh, well. Nobody is perfect.

My goodness. You must be Henry's new assistant.

My goodness. Prr. Yes, ma'am.

Prr. Ping! Where vacuum cleaner?

It's right in there. Rosie will show you where it is.

Where vacuum cleaner? Prr. Ping!

[crashing]

[beeping]

Prr! Ping!

[beeping]

I am Rosie.

Rosie. Ping! Ping! Prr.

[whirring]

(Mac) Open door.

[crashing]

(Mac) 'Close door. Ping! Ping!'

Forgot the cleaner, eh?

Beep beep.

Well, never mind. Never mind, Mac.

Just run up to 10-A and install this dishwasher unit.

And, uh, take this sprinkler control to 10-D.

'It's for their livin' room garden.'

'Now remember, Mac. Ten-A, dishwasher. Ten-D, sprinkler.'

Ten-A, Ten-D. Whoo-whoo! Beep beep.

Say, uh, you feelin' alright, son?

Feel alright. Prr. Ping!

Feel gr-r-r-eat. Whoo-whoo! Beep beep.

Hmm, I better put him on a thinner oil.

He might be gettin' too much octane.

That ain't good, you know.

[ringing]

'Henry here. Uh, yes, Mrs. Lightyear.'

Huh?

Yeah, yeah, I-I-I'll be right there.

boing

I asked for a sprinkler system

to my flowers, and what do I get?

A dishwasher attachment.

Uh, you got to admit one thing, ma'am.

You got the cleanest flowers in town.

[laughs]

I asked for a dishwasher attachment

and I get a sprinkler system. Turn it off!

[utensils clattering]

Uh, uh, I can't.

I-I can't get close enough until it runs out of dishes.

[snoring]

Oh, the poor darling's tired. And it's so stuffy in here.

I'll turn on the air conditioner.

[George Jetson mumbling]

Oh. Hey, what's going on?

Since when do we take showers in the living room?

Since that animated junk pile took over Henry's job.

He came up here to fix the plumbing.

Doggone it, Mac!

I had such high hopes for you, boy, and..

Gosh, darn it!

You just can't go around

messin' up the tenants' apartments.

'Now, what the be-heck's come over you?'

Beep beep. Whoo-whoo!

Now, any more mistakes, Mac, and, uh..

Well, I'm just gonna have to..

Well, never mind, but..

[ringing]

Uh, yes, Mrs. Jetson.

Oh, yes, Mrs. Jetson.

No, Mrs. Jetson.

I'll take care of it, Mrs. Jetson.

That does it, Mac. I warned you.

Prr. Ping!

(Henry) It's too late for apologies now, Mac.

Why, half the buildin' is mad at me.

What made you do it?

Beep beep. Attaboy, Mac. Prr. Ping!

Not anymore. No, sir.

You and me have come to a partin' of the ways.

So long, Mac. I got to deactivate ya.

[sobbing] So long. Prr. Ping!

So long. Pin-ng!

So lo-o-ong.

Doggone it. I was gettin' real used to him too.

I thought we made a good team.

Oh, well.

[sobbing]

Worst thing is, I gotta go back to work.

All fixed now, Mrs. Jetson. He-he-hey!

It shouldn't give you no more trouble.

It better not, and, Henry, from now on, I want you

not that helper, when something needs fixing.

There is no need to worry.

Mac won't foul things up no more.

I deactivated him.

Oh, good afternoon, Rosie.

Mr. Henry, what is "Deactivated?"

Well, that means, uh, I turned him off.

Mac? Turned off?

[sobbing]

Hi, Janey. Hey, you still knittin' that same sweater?

You think Judy'll like it?

In her present mood, she'll love it.

- 'You ever see anyone happier?' - No, Judy's fine.

Oh, but it's Rosie I'm worried about.

Rosie? Why?

(Jane) 'Well, she hasn't been herself lately.'

No? Well, who's she been?

[laughs]

I'll show you, George.

I'll have Rosie bring in the coffee.

[beeping]

Now, do you see? See what I mean about Rosie?

- Never mind her, look at me! - There's something wrong.

You bet there is. Look at my suit.

George, I'm going to take Rosie to a robotologist.

It's time for her 1500-hour check anyway.

- Good afternoon. Mrs. Jetson? - Yes.

Welcome to Robot Clinic.

The robotologist will see you in a moment.

Uh, thank you.

Oh, my goodness.

- What's wrong with you? - Need rewiring.

Nothing serious.

Oh, well, thank goodness.

And-and what's wrong with yours?

Oh, nothing.

Just in for his 1000-hour lube

and a body tightening.

Doctor will see you now, Mrs. Jetson.

Go right in.

Oh, what is it, doctor?

Mechanically, she's as sound as a bell.

[clanking] Hear that?

But, doctor, something's wrong with Rosie.

I'm prescribing a little reactor fluid.

And I tightened a couple of loose connections.

That and the prescription should do the trick.

Right, Rosie?

[sobbing]

- Oh, she sounds sad. - Sad? A robot?

Oh, no. The factories don't install emotion tapes.

(Jane) 'Oh, but, but..'

She'll be fine. Pay on your way out.

Well, perhaps that visit to the doctor did help Rosie.

[mumbling] Rosie! Watch what you're doing.

I don't care what that robotologist said.

You're sick.

Hey, Rosie. Bring my slippers, please.

Attagirl!

What's Jane worried about? Rosie's okay. It's me.

I have to learn to walk on my hands.

(Jane) 'She's simply impossible, George.'

We must do something.

Well, look how happy Judy is with her big romance.

'Let's get Rosie a boyfriend.'

Oh, George, be serious.

Alright, then trade her in on a new model.

Oh, but she's just like one of the family.

Oh, dear.

Hey, Henry, my scooter isn't workin' too well.

Could you fix..

Hey! Wow!

Gee, you're sure big close up.

Aww, I bet you're lonesome down here all by yourself.

Heck. Henry didn't have to shut you off.

You were doin' real good.

Gosh, I wish..

Hey, why not?

I'll just turn you on

'and then, turn you off when I leave.'

There you are, Mac, old boy. You feel better?

- Beep beep. - Hey! That's what Rosie says.

At least, what she used to say.

Rosie! Prr. Ping! Whoo-whoo!

(Elroy) 'You kinda like her or somethin'?'

Like. Ping! Prr.

Rosie. Beep beep. Prr. Ping!

Hey, are you and her..

I-I mean, I mean..

Gosh! Hey!

Hey, hey, maybe that's why..

Hey, stay right there, Mac.

Prr. Ping! Ping!

Rosie. Beep beep. Whoo-whoo!

But, Elroy, Rosie and Mac are robots.

Oh, gosh, mom. Robots can like other robots, can't they?

I-I-I don't know.

You have to admit it's awfully sweet, mother.

Imagine, they saw each other only once.

It's romantic.

(Jane) 'Oh, it's-it's silly.'

Maybe so, but what have you got to lose?

Yeah. I don't wanna trade old Rosie in.

Let's try, mom.

Rosie!

The visaphone is tuned into Henry's workshop, mom.

And there's Mac.

[beeping]

Mac!

Rosie! Beep beep. Ping! Prr.

Whoo-whoo!

There, you see?

My goodness, Elroy. You're a darling.

Thanks, mom.

Only, uh, don't tell Henry

it was me who turned Mac on.

- Evenin', Rosie. - Evenin', Mr. J.

Well, my drink in my hand and my slippers on my feet.

[chuckles] You're jettin' on all 12 again, aren't you, Rosie?

- Yes, sir. - How did you do it, Janey?

Easy, Rosie talks to Mac on the visaphone

for five minutes every morning

and it keeps her happy the whole day.

- Oh, but I'm worried, George. - 'About what?'

- It's Judy. - Oh!

She broke up with her boyfriend and she's in a bad mood, huh?

(Jane) 'No, she's as happy as a moon-beam.'

- And that's bad? - It's unnatural.

It's like waiting for the other space boot to drop, you know.

Hi, mother. Hi, dad.

Princess, how come you're so chipper?

'You still haven't had a fight?'

Of course, not. See you later.

- 'Say hello to Booster.' - Who?

Booster, your big romance.

(Judy) Oh, daddy, how out of space can you get?

Booster was three boys ago. I'm in love with Nicky Nebula.

Like Rosie says, "He's the most ut."

Well, George, things are back to normal again.

What's so normal about havin' different boyfriend every week?

You never acted that way after you met me.

- That's different, dear. - Yeah? Why?

Because I had the sense to know you were the most ut.

- Ooh! - And you know something?

- What? - You still are.

Beep beep.

[both laughing]

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[theme music]

meow

[music continues]

(Jetson) Help! Help!

Jane, stop this crazy thing!

Help!

Help! Jane!

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