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[theme song]

vroom

? Meet George Jetson ?

? His boy Elroy ?

? Daughter Judy ?

? Jane his wife ??

[instrumental music]

(male narrator) "The Jetsons"

brought to you by..

This is the home of Spacely Space Sprockets

whose industrial leadership

together with Cogswell Cosmic Cogs

is founded on the deepest concept of courtesy

kindness and cooperation.

Mr. Spacely calling, Mr. Cogswell.

That loudmouth Spacely?

- Put him on. - Yes, sir.

Cogswell, you're a no-good crook.

Well, you aren't any space angel yourself, Spacely.

Compared to you, I'm a regular boy scout.

If you think, you can squeeze me out of business

by refusing to sell me cogs, you've flipped.

If I never see another Cogswell cog, it'll be too soon.

Quiet, Spacely. Can't you see I'm putting?

Ha! You missed.

Don't make me laugh, Spacely.

Haven't you learned by now that Cogswell never misses?

'Watch this.'

Don't tell me you're gonna count that.

Stop looking over my shoulder, will you?

It makes me nervous.

Now, quiet, Spacely. I'm driving.

[shatters] Ouch!

Why, you did that on purpose, Cogswell.

That's the last straw.

You're telling me?

You've ruined my five iron.

Yeah, well, what about my bowling ball?

What bowling ball?

[thud]

Oh, that bowling ball.

You know what this means, don't you, Cogswell?

[chuckles] Don't tell me you're gonna put me out of business again.

That's right, and this time

I got the gimmick to wipe you out for good.

- The Minavac. - Minavac-schminavac.

All I ever got out of your gimmicks was a good laugh.

I'll believe it when I see it.

Alright, wise guy.

Be at my place in half an hour and I'll prove it to you.

- I'll be there. - Good.

And you better bring a crying towel.

It's gonna be a sad scene.

- 'Oh, just a minute, Spacely.' - Yeah, what is it?

'You forgot something. Here.'

- Uh-oh. - 'Have a ball.'

'A bowling ball, that is.'

[Cogswell laughs]

[thud]

Oh, well. That's the way the bowling ball bounces.

Come on, Jetson. Cogswell will be here any minute.

- Is the Minavac ready? - Take it easy, boss.

After all, Rome wasn't built in a day.

Oh, knock off the philosophy, will ya?

- You just fix the machine. - 'Yes, sir.'

Just think, Jetson. With this Minavac

we'll save a fortune in shipping charges.

We reduce our products before we ship them

and enlarge them after they arrive at their destination.

Beautiful, isn't it?

I think I have it workin' now, Mr. Spacely.

(Spacely) 'You better have or you've had it.'

Hey, boss, let's test run this crate of sprockets

through the Minavac and see what happens.

Good idea. I'll start her up.

Now, let's see. Uh, press button to reduce.

beep beep

There. She's on.

beep beep

Yippee! It works, It works!

[chuckles] Goes in big, comes out small. We've done it.

Uh, Mr. Spacely, there's just one thing.

'Think of it, Jetson. Cogswell wiped out.'

Finished. Starving out in the cold street.

But, Mr. Spacely, I-

It's like a lovely, beautiful

fairytale come true.

- Eh, George? - But-but-

Don't interrupt me when I'm happy.

Okay, Spacely. I'm here.

I just hope this Minavac is as funny

as that solar-powered nuclear stamp licker

you had last week.

Go ahead. Laugh it up, Cogswell.

You haven't got many laughs left.

You sure you didn't get this out of a cereal box, Spacely?

If you'll just clam up for a minute

I'll show you how I'm gonna put you out of business.

Jetson, proceed with Operation Clobber Cogswell.

But, Mr. Spacely, sir. There's one little thing-

(Spacely) Quiet, Jetson.

If I want any hot air from you, I'll squeeze your head.

It's the reverse-o-matic enlarger.

There's still a few bugs in it.

And you better quit buggin' me, Jetson.

But, Mr. Spacely, if we don't fix it, we'll be in trouble.

Now, observe, Cogswell.

Jetson and that crate entered the Minavac there

and in just two seconds, presto!

Jetson and the crate are reduced to 6 inches.

Well, Cogswell, what do you think?

Very funny. Very funny.

'The 6-inch crate might go with the kiddies'

but who needs a 6-inch-high employee?

Well, just think of the savings and shipping costs.

And, uh.. A 6-inch-high employee?

Jetson, go through that machine again

and get back to your normal size.

And get back to work.

I can't, Mr. Spacely. Like I tried to tell ya

the reverse-o-matic isn't workin'.

I can't enlarge.

And I wanted to put Cogswell out of business so bad.

(Cogswell) 'Keep trying, Spacely. Keep trying.'

[chuckles] 'Don't let a little thing like this stop you.'

[laughs]

Oh, you came through again, pal.

Best laugh I've had in weeks.

Your puny efforts to put me out of business are a regular riot.

[laughs]

Jetson, are you trying to make me look small

in front of Cogswell?

What about me? I feel pretty small myself.

If you don't want a small salary to match

you better fix that Minavac.

Uh, yes, sir. Right away, sir.

Hmm. Let's see.

Maybe it's the inversion resist-o-rator.

Or it might be the Spinvac dry cycle.

I'll just have to fish around.

I'm waiting, Jetson.

(George) I got it, sir. I'll have it fixed in a jiffy.

'Good work, Jetson. What was the trouble?'

Well, this old worn-out Cogswell cog.

- All I gotta do is replace it. - Fine, fine.

Better rush right out and get a, uh, uh..

Cogswell cog! Oh, no.

Somethin' wrong, boss?

Looks like we struck out again, Jetson.

Cogswell has clapped a trade ban on us.

He won't sell us a cog.

You mean I'm stuck here at 6 inches?

You don't worry, Jetson. I'll think of something.

I'll go home and sleep on it.

Y-y-you may have the rest of the day off.

Oh, brother. I had a feelin' I'd wind up on the short end.

I sure hope this crate knows its way home.

I ain't even big enough to see where I'm goin'.

'Oh, why do I let Mr. Spacely get me into these fixes?'

[whistling]

Oh, a lawbreaker, eh?

Well, nobody runs through my intersection.

[siren wailing]

Oh, boy. I hope that's a fire truck

and not a traffic cop.

My luck. It is a traffic cop.

Okay, Buck Rogers. Pull over to the nearest cloud.

Is he kiddin'? I can hardly reach the brake.

screech

[crash]

[muttering]

Boy, what some guys won't do

to get on television traffic court.

Okay, let's see your driver's license.

I'm sorry, officer. Did I do something wrong?

What's the matter, officer? You look sick.

Pull yourself together, Oranium.

You've been working too hard.

When I start seein' little guys flyin' around

it's time to retire to that chicken ranch

I have up on that asteroid.

Here comes George, Astro.

woof woof

And I better start dinner.

George is always famished after a hard day's work.

Well, at least I got home without being stepped on.

Maybe I ought to sue Spacely for character shrinkage.

Hi, Jane honey. Now don't panic before I can explain.

- You see, I was- - Mwah.

(Jane) 'Hello, dear.'

That's what I call a big kiss.

Anything interesting happened at the office today?

Nothing to stand up and scream about.

[screams]

George, you look like an insect.

- Do you have to bug me too? - 'Well, what happened?'

Well, I got caught in Mr. Spacely's

new Minavac machine.

It shrinks everything down to 6 inches.

- Minavac? - Yeah.

And the enlarger is on the fritz.

It needs a new cog.

Well, why don't you get a new one?

Because it needs a Cogswell cog

and Mr. Cogswell won't sell us one.

So I'm caught short till Spacely can figure out something.

Oh, dear, this is awful.

What will our friends say?

What will I say to our friends?

[growls]

Astro boy, it's me, it's me.

[sniffs]

Hello, sorry.

What do you mean hello, shorty?

Look here, Astro, don't get smart with me.

[laughs]

I may be only 6 inches tall

but I'm still master around here, you get it?

- Yeah, I rot it. - 'I'm the boss.'

- You're the ross. - That's right. Now sit!

- Alright. - Youch!

Astro, will you, please, get off my back?

Get up, Astro, and let the boss have his dinner.

[laughs]

But, daddy, what happens if Mr. Spacely can't get a new cog?

Yes, what will you do, George?

I don't know. Maybe I can get a job threadin' needles.

Gee, how can we look up to a 6-inch father?

I'll wear elevator shoes.

Boy, am I famished.

Can I help you with some turkey, dear?

(George) 'No, I'm big enough to feed myself.'

I'll start with this drumstick.

Oopsy-daisy!

Watch out, George. You'll fall off the table.

(George) 'Yow!'

[crash]

- George, are you alright? - Yeah, I'm alright.

But maybe I should start with a small cracker.

'Okay, Jane. I'll try again.'

Will you, please, pass the salt, please?

Of course, dear.

[chuckles] I guess my appetite is the only big thing about me.

[chuckles] Hey, what the..

Things like this could drive me to drink

but I'd probably drown tryin'.

Maybe you should just have a glass of milk, dad.

That's a good idea, Elroy.

That ought to be easy enough to do.

(Jane) 'Easy, George. Easy.'

'Steady now.'

I may as well face it. I'm just gonna starve.

Poor George. He's helpless as a baby.

Baby. That's it.

You wait right there, George. I have an idea.

You mean..

There. Isn't that better than going hungry?

glub glub glub

Yeah, only I just hope none of the boys drop over, that's all.

glub glub glub

Oh, it's a good thing I didn't throw away

any of Elroy's baby things.

[televiewer rings]

It's the televiewer. Elroy, will you see who it is?

- 'Okay, mom.' - No, no, no. I'll answer it.

Maybe Spacely's fixed the Minavac.

Hiya, Mr. Spacely.

Jetson, our problems are almost over.

- You mean you found a cog? - No.

But I figured out a way to get one.

Oh, yeah? How?

'Tomorrow morning, you're gonna sneak'

'into Cogswell's factory and take one.'

Oh, now, wait a minute. Me? Sneak in?

Oh, but, Mr. Spacely, how?

The place is crawling with armed guards.

Oh, it can't be done.

Don't confuse me with facts, Jetson.

Just get me a cog. Goodnight.

- Goodnight! - What's that?

[laughs] I said goodnight, sir.

Hmm.

- Well, I ain't gonna do it. - But you must, dear.

If you remain this size, what will people say?

(George) 'I know what they'll say.'

They'll say, "Look at the shrimp. Look at the shrimp."

Yeah. Look at the shrimp. Look at the shrimp.

Elroy, go to bed!

(Elroy) 'Yes, shrimp, dad.'

Look at the rimp! Look at the rimp!

- You too. - Yes, sir.

Anyone else?

You better get some sleep, too, George.

You're gonna be a busy little man tomorrow.

Yeah, honey. I guess you're right.

I'll just have to get that Cogswell cog

or I'll be a short guy on a long unemployment line.

- Goodnight, George. - Goodnight.

Roodright.

[snoring]

(George) 'Astro, open your mouth!'

'Open your mouth and let me out of here!'

How many times do I have to tell you

no sleeping in our bedroom?

George, are up yet? Your breakfast is getting cold.

[yawns]

Am I up yet, she says.

At this time in the mornin', I don't even know if I'm alive.

Well, I better hit the deck.

[thud]

Oh, boy. Some days it just doesn't pay to fall out of bed.

[humming]

I've heard of singin' in the shower

but I never heard of singin' in the sink.

Brr-r-r.

[humming]

How's your coffee, dear?

[slurping]

There must be...an easier way.

You better hurry or you'll be late for work.

Yeah, that's right. I gotta play space spy today.

So long, dear.

I'll see you later, I hope.

Bye, dad.

So long, Judy honey. Have a good day at school.

- Be a good boy, Elroy. - So long, dad.

Roodrye!

(George) 'Yow!'

[splash]

Boy, what a lickin' I take from that dog.

- Here comes the boss. - Morning, boys.

- Morning, Mr. Cogswell. - Morning, sir.

- There goes a real tycoon. - Yeah, the tycooniest.

Now, how does Spacely expect me to get past those two guards?

I better check with him.

Calling Spacely Sprockets.

This is George Jetson calling Spacely Sprockets.

Morning, Jetson. Have you got that cog yet?

Uh, well, no, sir. Not exactly, sir.

There's a couple of big guards at the gate.

- How am I gonna pass them? - Just sneak by them.

You're so small, they'll never see ya.

Now bring back that cog

and you'll go down in Sprocket history.

If you fail, well, there are other small jobs

'for small characters.'

'Goodbye and good luck.'

Oh, boy, he doesn't have much trouble

gettin' his point across.

Well, here goes.

Uh, uh, did you notice a-a little guy

about 6 inches sneak by?

Yeah, but I ain't sayin' nothin'.

Me neither. I got a retirement physical comin' up.

Well, gettin' past those guards was easy enough.

I wonder where old fatso Cogswell keeps his cogs.

[Cogswell laughs] 'Look at the shrimp. Look at the shrimp.'

Mr. Fatso. I mean, Mr. Cogswell.

I've been expecting you, Jetson. I know the whole bit.

'So you can't operate the Minavac without this cog, eh?'

[laughs]

I got old Spacely right where I want him.

In the palm of my hand.

[laughs]

Oh, yeah?

'Yow!'

I got it! Thanks, Mr. Cogswell.

I'll swat you like a bug in a rug, Jetson.

[splat]

After a century of brilliant scientific progress

you'd think someone would invent a decent flyswatter!

'Hold it, Jetson. Hold it!'

'Come back here with my property!'

Besides I wanna welcome you to my club.

The golf club, that is.

Yipe!

Uh-oh, he's got me cornered.

[laughs]

Fore!

[thud]

I knew I should've used a five iron.

[panting]

Oh, boy, I think I finally lost him.

But I haven't lost you.

[laughs] 'My favorite dish.'

'Jetson Under Glass.'

Alright. Hand over that cog, Jetson.

'Uh-oh. Uh, you wouldn't do that, would you?'

Uh-huh.

You wouldn't stick me with a pin.

- 'Uh-huh.' - Yow!

(Mr. Cogswell) 'Come back with that cog, Jetson!'

Put it on Spacely's bill. Goodbye, Mr. Cogswell.

[panting]

Well, he got away, but I'm not licked yet.

Now listen, you guys, no one under 12 inches high

is to pass through this gate, understand?

Yeah, sure, boss, sure.

12 inches high? Shee.

Cogswell must have slipped a cog.

[chuckles] With this repairman disguise

I'll bluff my way into Spacely's

and remove the cog from the Minavac.

[laughs]

I told you I'd solve everything, Jetson.

- Is the new cog in place? - All set, Mr. Spacely.

'I sort of hate to enlarge you.'

'I was gonna give you a salary to match your size.'

[laughs]

Well, here goes.

beep beep

You know, I sort of hate to get big again.

I was beginning to feel like "Jetson In Wonderland."

Hooba-dooba, it works!

I'm back to my normal size.

Now I can put Cogswell out of business.

I'll call him up right away and tell him to crawl over

and sign the merger papers.

[laughs] Oh, he'll flip.

Gee, I feel king-size.

- 'Hello there.' - Huh?

Someone here called

for a Viennese specialist repairman, no?

Don't be upset.

I will have the machine working in no time.

- But the Minavac is fixed. - 'That's what they all say.'

What do you know?

You is just a simple simpleton.

Now, let me see. The clavicle is connected to the hipbone.

The hipbone connected to the Cogswell cog-

There's somethin' phony goin' on here.

Jetson, who's that fiddling around with the Minavac?

- Some repairman, sir. - 'A repairman?'

Well, I tried to tell him there's nothin' wrong

with the Minavac, Mr. Spacely.

Wait a minute. That's no repairman.

I'd recognize that sneaky Cogswell anywhere.

- Oh, Cogswell. - 'Ouch.'

- What's the big idea? - Sabotage. What else?

I want that Cogswell cog back.

How would you like a punch on the nose instead?

- Is that a threat? - Put them up, Cogswell!

I'm gonna teach you a lesson.

Uh-oh. There they go again. I might as well relax.

They'll keep this up for a couple hours or so.

beep beep beep

I'm warning you, Spacely. I used to be a Golden Glove boy.

Well, you're gonna be a fat-lipped man now.

beep beep beep

I'm waiting, Spacely.

I'll murderlize you, Cogswell.

- You and what army, shorty? - Shorty?

Hey, hey, uh, we shrunk!

I'm sorry, Mr. Spacely.

I hit the reducing button by mistake.

Well, hit the enlarging button, you mutton-head.

Uh, yes, sir.

beep beep beep

[electricity crackles]

Uh-oh. I think we blew a fuse.

- What do we do now? - Jetson, you are fired!

You be quiet, Cogswell. He's my employee.

Jetson, before I fire you

how long will it take to get a new fuse?

It will take at least a week to ship one out from Plutonia.

A week! Oh, great.

- Wh-what do we do till then? - Anyone for cards?

I'll enjoy beating you one way or another.

Jetson, call our wives and tell them we got to solve

a couple of small problems

while I clobber Cogswell at pinochle.

Yes, sir. Right away, sir.

[laughs]

Alright, Spacely. I'll match you and raise you five.

I'll match you and double it.

[Spacely laughs]

Okay, Spacely, how about a new hand?

I'm so glad my big daddy is back.

It sure is nice having a full-size dad again.

Yeah. I can look up to you again. Right, pop?

[laughs] Yeah, look, let's forget the whole thing, huh?

I never wanna hear about it again.

'I'm starved, Janey. What's for dinner?'

- Shrimp. - Shrimp!

- Not that word again. - Yeah.

Look at the rimp. Look at the rimp.

Now, cut that out.

slurp

Oh, boy.

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[theme music]

Meow!

(George) Help! Help!

Jane, stop this crazy thing!

Jane!

Help! Jane!

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