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? Meet George Jetson ?

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? His boy Elroy ?

? Daughter Judy ?

? Jane his wife ?

[instrumental music]

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(male narrator) "The Jetsons."

Brought to you by..

And remember, Elroy, no stopping off

at the Spaceburger satellite on the way to school.

Oh, gee, mom. How about on the way home?

Now, not an another word.

Come on, come on. It's off to school for you.

Well, now, let's see. Here we are.

"Playground, movies, school."

- Bye, dear. - Bye, mom. See you in orbit.

[honking]

Oh-oh. That must be Judy's ride.

[honking]

Hey, Judy, let's blast out.

We'll be late for school.

Hi, mom. Bye, mom.

But, Judy.

Hey, where are you going with that space board?

Ricky Rocket is taking me to school.

Well, I know, dear.

- But on a space board? - 'Sure.'

Didn't you ever space ski to school

when you were a kid, mom?

swish

Whe-e-e-e!

Bye, dear.

Well, that's two down and two to go.

Hey, Janey, where are my shoes?

(Jane) 'Right in front of you, dear'

'where they're supposed to be.'

Well, I just wanna be sure.

Yesterday, I walked out of here

with my shoes on my ears.

Ha-ha-ha.

[chiming]

[swishing]

You better hurry, George.

Don't forget you have to drop Astro off

at obedience school on your way to work.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, this is his school day, huh.

Oh, boy, will he be tickled. Here, Astro.

[whistle]

Time to go play with your doggy pals.

[whistle]

Oh, roy! My roggy rals!

- Oh, roy. Oh, roy. - Alright, alright, calm down.

It isn't like you haven't seen them

from ten years, you know.

[slurping]

Now, cut that out.

If I want a bath, I'll take a shower.

[chuckles] Oh, George, he's just excited.

You know how anxious he gets about school.

I know. I know. Oh, how I know.

Goodbye, dear, have fun.

Fun? I can have more fun with a saber-tooth tiger.

boing

There's nothing worse than showin' up at work

covered with dog hairs.

Yuck.

(Elroy) 'And eight trillion to the third power'

'times the nuclear hypotenuse equals the total sum'

of the trigonomic syndrome

divided by the supersonic equation.

Very good, Elroy Jetson.

Now, one second, while I check over your answer.

[clicking]

boink

Absolutely correct, Elroy.

You really know your elementary arithmetic.

Thank you, Miss Brainmocker.

Yes, students like yourself are a pleasure to tea..

To teach.. To teach..

To teach..

Pardon me, class.

I've got a short in one of my transistors.

Now, if there are no questions

we'll go on to Einstein's theory of-

[chuckling]

What you watching?

It's the billionth rerun of "The Flintstones."

Here goes! Yabba-dabba-doo!

Hey, look out, Fred.

boing

Yabba-dabba-doo!

[laughing]

Kenny Countdown, how many times have I told you

no TV in the classroom?

What have you to say for yourself?

Yourself? Yourself?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Sorry.

Boing-g!

Very funny. You won't be laughing in a minute.

Here they are, children, your weekly report tapes.

(all) Yippe!

Oh, boy. Report tapes.

My pop bought a new tape player

just so he can hear my marks in stereo.

Big deal.

I'm sure your family will be pleased, Elroy.

You've gotten all A's.

All A's. Hubba dubba.

Now, now, Elroy. Come down.

woosh

You know how the principal feels..

...about flying in the classroom.

Sorry, Miss Brainmocker

but I couldn't help it.

thud

Why, you miserable little space sneak.

Forget it, Elroy.

He'll be punished when his parents play his report tape.

'Four D's, an F and an H.'

'And don't try to erase the tape. It's magna proofed.'

Wow, when my father hears this report tape

it'll be planetary pandemonium.

What'll I do?

Say, now, maybe the old switcheroo will work.

Look, Elroy, up there.

Huh? I don't see anything.

[giggles] That was just a joke.

Eh, congratulations, Elroy, old pal.

Sure wish I had your grades.

Yeah. I can hardly wait to play them for my pop.

He'll never get over it.

I'll never get over it.

Four D's and an F and an H?

Elroy, how could you?

But, mom, pop, I'm telling you

there's been a serious mistake.

That's right. A rerious ristake.

Well, there's no mistaking this.

(Miss Brainmocker) 'And may I urge you parents to come to class'

'so that we may discuss your son's atrocious conduct.'

'Perhaps a good military school on Mars'

'might be the answer to this.'

A Martian military school?

Yeah, maybe that's what he needs.

A little hup, two, three, four!

Now, now, don't be so hard on the boy, George.

After all, all he did was fail.

Huh, fail every subject.

[crying]

Don't, mom.

We can always move to another planet.

Please, won't anybody believe me?

I relieve rou.

Elroy, get to your room.

And you too, Astro.

I'm sending you both to bed without supper pills.

[Elroy and Astro whining]

Ah, daddy, maybe you should give Elroy another chance.

At least, let me give him

one peanut butter and jelly capsule, George.

No, no, no. He's got to be taught a lesson.

First, I'll start by takin' away his credit cards.

(Biz-a-phone) 'Mr. Jetson. Calling Mr. Jetson.'

Oh, the biz-a-phone.

Now, who can be botherin' us

now in our moment of shame?

- Jetson, here. - Sorry, to trouble you, Jetson.

Oh, Mr. Countdown. What's up?

Well, you see, I'll let my son tell you.

Okay, Kenny, you tell him

before I boot you to Jupiter and back.

I-I switched report tapes with Elroy.

He got all high marks.

Tell Elroy I'm sorry.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Sure.

Hear that, George, Elroy was telling the truth.

Oh, boy. I feel lower than a Martian midget.

Oh, Elroy.

Elroy. Elroy, my boy, listen.

- Elroy? - He's gone.

He must have written this note.

"Dear mom and pop, I'm runnin' away from home.

"Just leave my allowance in the usual place

and I'll have it picked up. Love, Elroy."

'"P.S., Re Roo, Rowe Rex Rog, Rastro."'

Ah, I mean, "P.S., Me too, your ex-dog Astro."

He's run away. Our son's run away.

Oh, now, don't worry, honey. He won't get far.

Now where can a kid like him go?

No place.

Just to the Moon, Venus, Jupiter, Mars, Saturn.

[sobbing] That's enough! That's enough! That's enough!

Maybe, this will teach my folks to believe me.

When I'm rich and famous, they'll be sorry.

Yeah. Rell, I'm rungry.

(Elroy) 'Hungry, already?'

Okay, I brought some food for us.

Now, which one do you want?

'We've got a ham and cheese capsule.'

Hmm-m-m.

(Elroy) 'A fried egg capsule.'

'A chicken chow mein pill.'

'Pick one.'

Oh, what did you do that for, Astro?

That was supposed to last us for a whole week.

I'm rorry.

[Astro whining]

[whizzing]

Alright, you guys, hands in the air. Get 'em up.

- Yes, sir. - Res, sir.

It's just a kid and his dog.

It's okay, kid. You can put 'em down.

You better get home. It's after curfew.

Mugsy Megaton and his mob

just busted out of the Jupiter jail.

Mugsy Megaton?

Oh, gee, I'll keep a lookout for him.

Don't bother, kid. He's dangerous.

You better fly home. You and that mutt of yours.

Come on, let's go.

- Rho's he rallin' a rutt? - Who's he callin' a mutt?

Well, he didn't mean any harm, Astro.

But what about Mugsy Megaton?

He sure sounds rough.

Ron't rorry, Rlroy.

Don't worry? What would you do if he saw us?

- Run for relp. - Run for help.

[giggles] Thanks a lot.

whirr

Alright, we're almost there, fellas.

Everybody know his job?

- How about you, Microbe? - Yeah, Mugsy.

- But what about the Spacebulls? - Relax.

I got this rod full of freeze gas.

And besides, we hired us a real strong-arm gorilla.

- Eh, Chuckles? - He-he-he!

I don't know, boss.

Why do you have to have a real gorilla?

'Cause he works cheap, that's why.

He-he-he.

A dozen banana pills for him and we split the loot.

There it is, our next caper.

'The Galaxy Gem company.'

'We should make a gem of a haul here.'

[laughs]

You crawl through the ventilator I told you about, Microbe.

Then down to the store and unlock the door for us.

[Chuckles laughing]

Shh. Knock it off!

10,000 unemployed gorillas

and I gotta pick a giggler.

- Let's go, Microbe. - Right.

[grunting]

'Help. I am stuck.'

I am too big for this ventilator.

He's stuck. The birdbrain.

I told him not to eat them pizza pills before a job.

Don't just stand there, you big ape.

Get him out of there. Hurry it up!

Come on, come on!

Get him out before the cops come.

thud

Okay, okay! Let go.

- Hey, where's Mugsy? - 'Let me up, you big ape.'

(Mugsy) Let me up. Get me out of here!

Help!

thud

Oh, boy.

It's enough to make you go straight!

[Astro whistling]

Hey, a little kid and his dog.

Just what we need.

Now, you guys keep quiet and let me do the lying.

Now, with these dark glasses

I'll make like a big time director.

Uh, okay, cast, take it from the top.

This is the big robbery scene.

Uh, let's make this the best show on TV.

- Best, best, best! - A TV show?

- Which one, mister? - Uh, um, "The Unspaceables."

It's just the run-through. We shoot in the morning.

"The Unspaceables." Wow!

You hear that, Astro?

Reah, ry ravorite.

That's one of my favorite programs too.

Full of cops and robbers.

Eh, just robbers in this one, kid. No cops.

Uh, say, ever do any acting?

Uh, one of our juveniles didn't show.

Well, oh, I was a little elf in a school play once.

Splendid. Just what we need.

Come on.

Now, all you have to do

is zip through this vent and open the door.

Gee, mister, thanks.

- But I am not sure I can. - Sure you can.

Everyone wants to be in showbiz.

- I'll give you a boost. - Okay, I'll try.

Good thinkin', sonny. Here we go.

Action!

Thattaboy!

Through the ventilator

down into the store.

What talent. A natural.

He-he-he.

Get set, you guys. He's openin' the door.

How was that, sir? Did I do alright?

Kid, you were perfect.

Hurry up in there, you guys.

How much will I get for my part?

Oh, about five to ten years if we're caught.

[siren wailing]

It's the Spacebulls. Come on, you guys.

Head for the car and take the kid with you.

I'll give 'em a whiff of this freeze gas.

Right, Mugsy.

Rait for re.

Hurry up, Astro. Oh, gee, what realism.

And gosh, this is just a rehearsal.

It's Mugsy Megaton. Pull up.

Okay, Mugsy. We got you.

Don't move.

Oh, y-y-yeah. Don't you move.

[zapping]

Now, to cool off your partner.

Oh-oh. A freeze gas gun.

Calling all cars, calling all ca-

[zapping]

[laughs]

By the time these cops thaw out

we'll be half way to the moon.

Boy! That's what I call an exciting script.

- Thanks for the part. - Don't mention it.

Maybe we can use you in some of our other episodes, huh, fellas?

[laughing]

He-he-he!

thud

Ratch it, ratch it!

You know, how I wish, mom and pop could see me.

Now, that I am a TV star.

But they'll never know now.

I ran away from home.

And we just passed over my house.

[sobs]

That's very touching, kid.

But we gotta find us a place to hideout.

Say, now, you ran away from home, eh?

For shame. We're taking you right home.

But what about our getaway, Mugsy?

We just got us a new hideout. The kid's house.

Yeah.

[both laughing]

And how long did you say your son's been missing?

He and his dog ran away

about an hour ago, wouldn't you say, dear?

Oh, yes. And both of them missed their supper.

[sobbing]

Now, now, ma'am.

Kids fly away from home everyday.

We'll locate him. What's his name?

Elroy Jetson. And here's his picture.

He's nearly three feet tall, weighs about 62 pounds

and he's wearing space snickers and, and..

[buzzer beeping]

Hold it. An emergency flash coming in.

Attention, attention.

The Mugsy Megaton mob just robbed Galaxy Gems.

- He sure didn't waste time. - That's right.

Mugsy, Microbe, Chuckles

and a brand new member of the gang.

Appears to be a little boy approximately three feet tall

about 62 pounds.

Oh, boy, you hear that, Janey?

That's what happens when kids

don't have the right home life.

Oh, no, it can't be. Not Elroy!

The boy is accompanied by a big, simple looking dog.

That's them, sergeant, that's them!

Oh, it's all my fault!

I drove them to a life of crime!

And he didn't even take an extra handkerchief!

What are you doing with Elroy's picture, sergeant?

Sorry, ma'am, he's now

one of the top ten most wanted criminals.

'Do you have any extra photos?

'We'll need 'em for the post office.'

Our son, a criminal!

Oh, there must be some mistake!

Better take her home, mister.

We'll be in touch with you.

Where? Where did we go wrong?

Elroy Jetson, a mobster?

Oh, what will I tell the PTA?

Surprise! Step inside, please.

Mugsy Megaton!

What have you done with our boy?

Elroy, where are you?

Nothin' to worry about.

We just brought them home for safekeeping.

Now, I know you want to give us a reward.

Two months room and board will be just fine.

Two months? Oh, no. You can't stay here.

Now, that's too bad.

I was hoping we'd be welcome.

[chuckles]

whirr

Well, like I always said..

...it's certainly nice to have company drop in.

That's better.

Now, how about some coffee?

Uh-uh, coffee? Coming up.

I hope you don't mind instant.

[automated] Coffee, sir. Coffee, sir.

He-he-he.

slurp

chomp chomp

[snickers]

I've got some extra cups if you are still hungry.

gulp

thud

Okay, tie these two up

and we'll hit the kitchen for some chow.

I wonder if this place is on our credit cards.

[laughs]

Oh, boy. We're really in trouble.

- What can we do? - I don't know.

[Astro growling]

George, George, look at Astro.

He's chewing his way out.

Atta boy, Astro.

Chew, chew, chew!

Chomp, chomp, chomp.

He did it! Good boy!

Astro to the rescue.

Hey, what are you doing down there?

R'm rared.

I know you're scared.

But you've gotta help us before it's too late.

Come on. Outta there.

Now, fetch a policeman.

Fetch a policeman.

Retch a roliceman, retch a roliceman.

That's it. Now, don't forget it.

Keep sayin' it. Now, fetch a policeman!

Retch a roliceman, retch a roliceman.

Retch a roliceman, retch a roliceman.

Yeah, yeah. You already told me that.

Now, who's the criminal?

[barking]

Big guy?

Two little guys.

Yeah, sounds like, eh, sounds like fun.

No, uh, gun.

You're cold?

You're very cold.

Oh, a freeze gas gun?

- Reah, reah. - Yeah, yeah, what?

Hold it, hold it a minute.

I'll call in the police artist.

Maybe he can make something outta this.

Yes, sergeant.

This canine character is trying to describe somebody.

See, if you can draw it up.

Oh, okay, hound. Try and remember the mug's mug.

How'd he look?

Rugly red. Rig nose.

Rugly red, rig..

Ugly head, big nose.

Oh, yeah. Make ears bigger.

Oh, mouth smaller.

Ah-huh. Ah-huh.

Mmm-hmm.

Wow! He's an ugly.

A typical criminal if I ever saw one.

Here you are, sergeant.

How's that for an ugly mug?

Why, you dumb space head? That's me.

[Astro barking]

Rhat's him! Rhat's him!

Rugsy Regaton, Rugsy Regaton!

That's him. Mugsy Megaton?

Call out the Rant rod!

Uh, I mean, call out the Rant squad.

click click

George, what do you think they'll do with us?

I don't know, honey, but I wouldn't make

any social commitments.

Uh-oh. Here they come.

Well, folks, we got good news for you.

We took a vote and I'm afraid we'll have to leave.

[Chuckles laughing]

- Goodbye. - And drive carefully.

I also got some bad news.

Since you know so much

we've gotta do something with you.

- Right? - Right.

Show him what we're gonna do to them, Chuckles.

[Chuckles giggles]

bam

boing boing boing

Hey, you dumb ape. He's one of us.

[giggles]

[gulps]

He sure enjoys his work, doesn't he?

(Microbe) 'You can say that again.'

Me and my big mouth.

As I said, we took a vote and you lost.

I demand a recount.

Sorry, it was unanimous.

This is the end of the line.

Okay, Chuckles.

[Chuckles laughing]

[zapping]

(male 1) 'Hands up, Mugsy.'

Or you'll get a shot of freeze gas, too.

Reah, rands rup!

Astro, you saved us.

Good dog, Astro.

Yeah, he's a hero, alright.

Ro, rucks.

Okay, take 'em out and lock 'em up.

He would have to freeze the biggest one.

Don't worry, fellas, it's just a temporary set back.

Yeah, very temporary, Mugsy.

Thirty years to life.

George, we're free. I can't believe it.

Yeah, me neither.

This is the longest I've ever kept quiet

(male 1) 'Hold it, hold it, everybody.'

It's your roaming television reporter.

Billions of people are waiting to hear this story.

[beeping]

Okay, we're on the air.

Good evening, Universe.

This is your on the spot newsman, Jet Sprinkley.

We're at the Jetson's home where the Megaton mob

has just been captured.

And here he is, George Jetson.

- The hero of the day. - Well, not really.

My son, Elroy is the real hero here.

Elroy, my boy, tell us what happened.

The truth is, Astro was the one who saved us.

Well, Astro, could you tell us what happened?

(Astro) 'Oh, roy! Rill I?'

[babbling]

[laughing]

Did you ever see such a ham?

[all laughing]

[gibberish]

[babbling]

Thank you.

A very-

Thank you, but I-

We need to get on with the show.

Thank you.

[indistinct chatter]

(male narrator) "The Jetsons"

brought to you by Scotch brand magic tape.

Looks fusty on the roll, invisible on the job.

Scotch brand magic tape in the green flat dispenser.

[theme music]

[cat caterwauling]

Help! Help!

Jane, stop this crazy thing.

Jane!

Help! Jane!

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