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? Meet George Jetson ?

? His boy Elroy ?

? Daughter Judy ?

? Jane his wife ??

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(Ethel) 'Nice to see you here'

'at the Constellation Beauty Salon, Mrs. Jetson.'

Thank you, Ethel. I haven't seen you since I-I don't know when.

Yesterday, to be exact.

What can we do for you today, Mrs. Jetson?

Facial, shampoo, manicure

or, uh, ha-ha-ha, the works?

Oh, George has put us on a budget.

What have you got for $50?

Fifty dollars?

[clears throat] Maybe we could do a pinkie.

Only one pinkie?

(operator) 'Videophone for Mrs. Jetson.'

Hi, honey. Guess what? I got the R-A-I-S-E.

(Jane) The raise. Oh, George, Spacely finally came through.

Congratulations, dear.

Honey, we'll celebrate by going out to dinner.

So look your best. Spare no expense. Bye.

In that case, I'll have the works.

- Give her the works. - The works. The works.

- Give her the works. - The works. The works.

(Ethel) Give her the works!

- Nice? - Gorgeous.

Manicure. Manicure.

And do I need one. My nails are a mess.

Oh, beautiful.

(robot) 'And now..'

'...the latest in ultrachic.'

'A darling fur piece.'

'The latest in mod-bod makeup.'

'And this gown is really you.'

You look ravishing, Mrs. Jetson.

Thank you, Ethel.

Happy days, I got my raise.

- Hey, Jetson. - Oh, hi, Mr. Spacely.

Good news and bad news, Jetson.

First, the good news, there isn't any.

The bad news is there's been a malfunction on the board

and that raise you've been promised, forget it.

Forget my raise?

[sobbing]

Thanks for understanding, Jetson.

There are just no funds available.

We all have to tighten our belts.

Any more belt-tightening, sir

and I'm gonna have to stop breathing.

Exactly why I'm asking the board for a recount of the vote.

All in favor of Jetson's raise?

(all) No.

Guess the no's have it.

But to make up for it, I'm giving you some free tickets

to the Pleasure Carnival.

Pleasure Carnival? I never heard of it.

Precisely what my wife said when I asked her to go.

Here are your tickets.

Have fun, my boy.

'Jane and the kids will really be surprised.'

[sobbing]

(Jane) 'Surprise!'

What do you think, darling? I got the works.

So did I.

Something tells me dad didn't get the raise.

Ro raise?

Goodbye, college, hello, cooking school.

Is it true, George? You didn't get the raise?

Yep, yep. Click, click.

Who needs money when I got something even better?

Tickets to the space carnival on Pleasure Planet.

[chuckling]

Pleasure Planet? Where is that?

Stay out of this, Orbitty.

Oh, well, I think the space carnival will be lots of fun.

(George) 'Yeah. We'll have the time of our lives.'

'What do you say, gang?'

- Oh, yuck. - He's gotta be kiddin'.

Rats.

Guess he wasn't kidding.

Uh.. Watch the road, George.

Can't we go any faster, daddy? It's so boring.

I'm hungry.

Oh, the joys of family life.

Well, at least Astro isn't complaining.

Hey, everybody, look, there it is.

'Pleasure Planet.'

(Judy) 'Hmm. Pretty cool.'

(Elroy) 'Except for one thing. Where are the thrill rides?'

[screaming]

Here comes one. Hold on.

Wow, I can hardly wait to ride them.

(crowd) Yay!

Here comes another thrill ride. Duck!

[screaming]

(Elroy) Wow, what fun.

What ever happened to the good old-fashioned Ferris wheel?

(Jane) If we're going to the carnival, George

let's find a parking space.

(George) 'Okay.'

Welcome to Pleasure Planet. Take the fun tube to the land of fun.

- I hope it is fun. - Hold on, everybody.

- Wow, this is super. - Positively awesome.

(Astro) Relp!

Boy, the kids are sure having fun on these Bumpem rides.

[laughing]

These Bumpem space pods are out of this world.

The best part is when they eject.

(both) Whee!

Hey, look at Elroy and Judy.

What happens if the chutes don't open, Elroy?

You get a refund.

George? Oh, George, where are you?

- Is something wrong, mom? - It's your father.

He insisted on taking the jungle-boat ride

and that's the last I've seen of him.

You know, sometimes they carry this realism too far.

Enough rides. Let's go see one of the carnival shows.

- I'm all for that. - Me too.

[barks]

What'll we see first, gang?

We could start with the Moon Flea Circus.

- Huh? - 'Moon Flea Circus?'

I haven't seen one of those since I was a kid.

Step right up, ladies and gentlemen.

And see the fabulous Solareenie's Moon Fleas.

Trained by the one and only Solareenie.

That's me.

[crowd applause]

Five of your best seats, please.

You got it, big spender.

'That's two adults, two kids..'

'...and, uh, no dogs.'

(George) No dogs at a flea circus?

Heh-heh. We got all the fleas we want.

I'm sorry, Astro. You're gonna have to wait for us outside.

[whimpering]

(Astro) Oh, roy.

- When's it gonna start, dad? - Any minute, Elroy.

Unless the fleas put the bite on Solareenie.

[chuckling]

[Astro chuckling]

Astro, how did you get in here?

[Jane chuckles] He must have borrowed

that disguise from the costume store.

- Yeah, and then snuck in. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I, the great Solareenie, proudly present

the greatest flea circus in the universe

starring the Moon Fleas.

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- They're tiny. - Far out.

How do those tiny fleas do it?

Practice, Judy, practice.

And now, for the first time, The Flying Fleabees.

Oh, marvelous.

Wow, look at that, dad.

'A tightrope act.'

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[growling]

[crowd applauding]

[drumroll]

[crowd cheering]

Thank you, thank you.

And now, the spectacular finale.

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[explosion]

[applause]

(Jane) 'More! More!'

Oh, I wonder where he finds such talented fleas.

Don't look at me.

They could never do it without Solareenie.

He's gotta be a genius.

Even smarter.

Imagine what it takes to train fleas from scratch.

Lots of patience and love from Solareenie.

He must be all heart.

Okay, moon goons, back into your cell.

[fleas chattering]

Any more back talk and I'll put flea powder in your makeup.

[fleas chattering]

- What? - Nothing.

That's better.

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[sighs]

[squeaking]

[chattering]

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[band music playing]

[howling]

Astro.

What's going on, Astro?

That's what we wanna know.

That music, it sounds familiar.

Maybe those fleas ran away from the circus, dad.

(Judy) 'And they moved in on Astro.'

That's ridiculous. Judy, get my magna-glass.

Hold still, Astro. I wanna check this out.

(Jane) 'It's the Moon Fleas. Elroy was right.'

(Judy) 'I wonder why they left the circus.'

It looked like so much fun.

- They don't say so. - You speak flea?

I thought you were taking Esperanto in school.

Dad, please. I'm trying to listen.

[fleas chattering]

He did?

Really?

- That's awful. - What's awful?

Yeah. What are they sayin'?

They said that Solareenie was mean to 'em.

- And that's why they ran away. - Ah, the poor things.

[fleas chattering]

What did they say now?

- 'You don't really wanna know.' - Yes, I do.

They think you're a nerd.

Oh, yeah? If they don't like it here..

Let them go back to the circus.

That's telling 'em, Reorge.

- No, don't send them back. - Who asked you?

Orbitty's right, dad. If we send them back..

'Solareenie will punish 'em for running away.'

- That would be terrible. - I've got an idea.

Let's all go to sleep and talk about it in the morning.

Ro to sleep?

[fleas chattering]

Okay, I'll tell him. They say not to scratch yourself.

They keep falling out of bed.

[muttering indistinctly]

Silly dog, always picking up fleas.

This Bug Out will nail them. Bye-bye, fleas.

(George) Rosie, stop. Drop that can.

(Jane) 'We don't wanna hurt them.'

What is this, Mrs. J, Be Kind to Flea Week?

You don't understand. Those fleas are very talented.

Really?

[band music playing]

I don't believe this.

(Solareenie) 'Alright, I know you're up there.'

You stole my fleas, you flea-nappers.

We didn't steal your fleas, Solareenie.

They just showed up.

Just showed up, huh?

There. There's your flea-napper.

(all) Astro.

Yes, Astro.

If that's what your mutt is called.

You treated them terribly.

You should hear what they called you.

I'll wash their little mouths out with soap.

- Not in this house, you won't. - That's tellin' him, dad.

We won't allow you to mistreat them, Mr. Solareenie.

How could I? They're like my children.

Who do you think hatched their tiny little eggs?

Fed them vitamins to make them grow?

[screeching]

Okay, wise guy, drop the fiddle.

You know, dad, maybe Mr. Solareenie

wants to sell us his Moon Fleas.

We already know how to take care of them.

It's not a bad idea, George.

- Yeah. How much can a flea eat? - Ro, no.

What do you say, Solareenie, you wanna sell us your circus?

Me? Sell my precious Moon Fleas?

Why, I've given them the best years of my life

sacrificing and scrimping so they'd be where they are today.

[sobbing]

How much are you willing to pay?

(George) Just a minute. We'll use the rent money.

(Elroy) I'll open my piggy bank.

- I'll chip in my allowance. - I'll help, too.

Here's your down payment. We'll send you the rest.

I can't stand in their way.

Goodbye, my little friends. I'll always remember you.

(fleas) 'Bleah!'

Oh, yeah? And "bleah" to you.

[thud]

Gee, thanks, dad. I'm so happy.

Me too. Mwah!

We'll be the first kids in the neighborhood

with our very own Moon Fleas.

Make sure they get plenty of fresh air and lots of exercise.

[laughter]

Jetson, I'm William Martian of the William Martian Agency.

Y-y-you're the famous talent agent?

In person. I've got all the top stars.

Lenny Ade and the Big Dippers, The Milky Ways, The Sunstrokes.

Wow, what a heavy lineup.

Jetson, I've seen those Moon Fleas of yours

and believe me, I've got an angle that'll make billions.

- Billions? - 'Just for starters.'

(Martian) 'Turn over those fleas to me'

'and it's the big time in the fast lane.'

Yeah, but suppose they don't wanna be

in the big time in the fast lane.

They seem to like it here with us.

You gotta be kiddin'.

I thought these Moon Fleas had drive, ambition.

Why don't we ask them, George? It's their decision to make.

You're absolutely right, honey. Whatever the fleas say, goes.

Did you fellas hear that?

[fleas chattering]

What are they sayin', Elroy? What are they sayin'?

(Elroy) Please, dad, give 'em a chance.

Reah, Reorge, rive 'em a rance.

[fleas chattering]

Well, if that's what you want, but we're gonna miss you guys.

Way to go. Let's get the show on the road.

- 'Is it time yet?' - 'Almost.'

I can't believe this is actually going to happen.

Ah, that's show biz.

Just one audition and they're starring

in their own TV special.

Even so, I still miss 'em.

Things are not the same around here, are they, Astro?

They sure aren't.

(male 1) Here they are, folks.

The newest, the latest

the farest out of the farest

the Moon Fleas.

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I've heard of bugging out, but never like this.

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- We must get their album. - And their video.

I wonder if I'm too old to be a groupie.

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Look, they're taking off into outer space.

(George) 'What a finish.'

I wonder if I'll ever see 'em again.

I wouldn't count on it, Elroy.

They'll be too busy with their careers.

Look at it this way, son. We helped launch their careers.

You're right.

I'll just go to bed and try to forget about 'em.

Me too.

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They're back. They're back!

Is that you, Moon Fleas?

[fleas chattering]

What did they say, Elroy? What did they say?

They say they wish you'd stop saying, "What did they say?"

- Huh? - Only kidding, dad.

They say they miss us and they wanna stay here forever.

Ruh?

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Oh, God!

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