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[theme song]

? Meet George Jetson ?

? His boy Elroy ?

? Daughter Judy ?

? Jane his wife ?

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

[alarm ringing]

boing boing

Stop that man!

That's Tiny Terror. He stole all my diamonds.

- Which way did he go? - That way.

(policeman 1) 'Callin' all space cars.'

'Callin' all space cars.'

'Tiny Terror on the loose again.'

'Last seen headed for Orbit City.'

'Callin' all space cars.'

(Tiny) 'Step on it, Nick.'

What do you want, the speed of light?

Yeah, boss, we might get a ticket.

We don't want to do nothin' illegal. Heh heh.

(Tiny) What's on the rearview video?

Looks like trouble, boss.

(Nick) 'Yeah, boss, trouble. Uh, what're we gonna do?'

Okay, here's the plan.

The space coppers are gonna be looking

for a little guy with a bag of hot ice.

Hot ice? Gee, boss, I thought you stole diamonds.

Hot ice is gangster talk for stolen diamonds, rocket head.

Like I said, they'll be lookin' for a little guy.

I got to take the stash, and hide out till the heat's off.

(Nick) 'Good idea, boss, but where are you gonna go?'

Everyone's a pigeon for a cute baby.

Dump me off here. I'll be in touch with ya.

[clinking]

Ready, boss?

swoosh

Does Mr. J want ham or bacon with his eggs?

George.

'George, it's time to get up.'

Unh, I don't want to go to school.

You're going to miss breakfast, dear.

sniff sniff

Mm, bacon and eggs. I'm coming, honey.

Mornin', sweetheart. Where's breakfast?

Sit down. Rosy and I will whip it right up.

beep beep beep

Morning, mom. Morning, dad.

Good morning, dear.

Now, what would you like for breakfast?

Can I have Meteor Bits cereal?

Comin' up.

Hey, not so much milk.

I don't want soggy bits.

Mother, I can't find my blue dress.

But, Judy, you look fine.

But, mom, I'm giving a book report today

and Buddy Blastoff is in my class.

He's soout of space!

I just have to wear the blue one.

I think your dress is in the dryer, Miss Judy. I'll check.

beep beep

- What are you looking for? - Judy's blue dress.

Thank you.

Oh, and I wanted to ask you about the lunar dust stains

on Elroy's jumpsuit. They didn't come out.

I'll look into it.

Lunar dust is a tough stain.

(Rosie) You know how boys are.

beep beep

Oh, thanks, Rosie!

You're out of this universe!

Tee hee, just like Buddy Blastoff.

Now can I have my breakfast?

I'm so hungry I could eat an asteroid.

vroom

screech

[doorbell rings] Elroy, go see who it is.

boop

It's nobody.

Must be those neighborhood kids again.

slurp

Hey, Astro, how about fetchin' the paper?

Right, George.

George, dear, could I have the Universe Express card?

Mother and I are going shopping at the Star Bright Mall.

(George) 'I thought you just went shoppin'.'

(Jane) 'George, that was two days ago.'

Thanks, old boy.

Let's see what happened last night at Milky Way Ball Park.

Dada.

Astro, this is not my paper.

Jumpin' Jupiter! It's a baby.

Awful ugly baby.

Astro, where did you get this?

- On the doorstep. - 'On the doorstep?'

Oh, George, an abandoned baby.

Why would anyone do such a thing?

Yuck!

Err, I mean, I have no idea.

boing boing boing

[speaking indistinctly]

Hello, little baby! Hello!

boing boing

[chattering indistinctly]

Orbitty, don't scare the child.

Oh, wow! Where'd the baby come from?

Astro found him on the doorstep.

We gotta report this to the police.

[wailing]

Oh, now you frightened him.

George, here, give him to me.

I'll dial the emergency operator.

What is your problem, sir?

I'd like to report a missing baby.

I will transfer you to the misplaced babies department.

Lieutenant Finders, Lost in Space Department here.

What can I do for you?

We found a baby on our doorstep.

- Diaper ID? - Nipper Neptune 313.

[machine beeping] Sorry, we show no matchup.

What do we do now?

Get a supply of Nipper Neptune 313.

Then we'll send someone over.

Policemen scary.

[wailing]

Oh, George, we just can't leave him at some police station.

We'll keep him until his parents show up.

Jane!

Okay, lieutenant, we'll keep an eye on him.

Call us as soon as his parents show up.

Don't worry, we'll find your parents.

Hey, give those back!

Give what back? Now, stop that, Astro.

grr

[clunk] Ow!

(Tiny) 'Bad doggy. Scare baby.'

(George) 'Shame on you, Astro.'

Tryin' to scare that little baby.

George..

I think he's J-E-A-L-O-U-S.

I am not jealous.

Uh, here's some food for the baby.

George, can you feed the baby?

I have to get ready to meet mother.

(George) 'But I haven't eaten my breakfast yet.'

chomp chomp

gulp

Now, that's what I call a light breakfast.

[doorbell ringing]

I'll bet it's those darn kids again.

Listen, you no-good little..

'Uh, heh heh. I mean, uh, you big wonderful police officer.'

Uh, what could I do for you?

Have you seen this man?

'He held up Jupiter's Jewelry early this morning.'

He was last seen headin' for Orbit City.

No, I haven't seen him.

[upbeat music]

[snoring]

San Quentin.

Oh, I'm going to be late meeting mother.

Gotta run! Bye, dear.

Talk about being late.

Ah, thank goodness Rosie has the baby.

Traffic is a mess! I'll never make it on time.

[automated message] 'Red alert! Approaching empty.'

'Red Alert!'

Oh, no, just what I need!

[peppy music]

[automated message] 'What'll it be, Mac?'

I just hate those self-service pumps.

They're so difficult!

[yawning]

Uh-oh, I've been taken for a ride.

What a charming baby! He looks just like you.

What baby? You! What are you doing here?

You're supposed to be with Rosie.

Uh, ah, b-ba-baby go work with dada.

Ooh, isn't that sweet!

Yeah, sweet. Now, what'll I do?

I'm already late and Spacely's gonna kill me.

I'll just have to babysit at work.

Maybe the boss isn't here yet.

Phew! I guess we made it.

Jetson, you're late!

Uh, uh, I'm sorry, Mr. Spacely, sir. I can explain everything.

Don't tell me you found an abandoned baby on your doorstep.

Uh, well, actually, sir, I, uh..

chomp

Ee-ah!

Jetson, what's wrong with you?

Uh, nothing, Mr. Spacely.

Uh, I-I just remembered

I forgot to mail a letter for my wife.

Get a hold of yourself, Jetson.

Now, where did I put those racing forms?

(woman on intercom) 'Mr. Spacely, a package has arrived for you.'

'It's from Expensive Junk Incorporated.'

My Bet-o-matic.

Uh, yes, Miss Galaxy, bring it in, please.

Eh, very good, Miss Galaxy.

Uh, I'll be tied up for the rest of the morning.

Uh, hold all calls.

Now, I'll have the racing business in the palm of my hand.

boop

Place your bets! Place your bets!

On today's race at noon-

[ringing] I told you to hold my calls!

(Miss Galaxy) 'Thought you might wanna know that Mrs. Spacely's'

'on her way to your office.'

I don't care.. Mrs. Spacely?

Why didn't you tell me?

Oh, no! How do I make it go back?

Cosmo, dear, you didn't forget

our luncheon at the Polar Lounge?

Uh, oh, of course not, Petunia.

Let's get going then.

I don't want to keep Lady Asteroid waiting.

Uh, you go ahead, dear.

I-I, uh, forgot my wallet.

Okay, Uniblab, one quick game

during coffee break, but that's it.

Baby wanna play, too.

Babies do not play poker.

Baby wanna play! Baby wanna play!

What a kid!

Alright, already. Here.

(George) 'Okay, now, the game is called five card draw.'

'The object of the game is to-'

Very impressive!

All the dexterity of a Las Venus dealer.

I'll take two.

- Jetson. - Uh, yes, Mr. Spacely?

'George, I need a favor.'

I wanna place a bet on my new Bet-o-matic

but Mrs. Spacely showed up, and..

So anyway, the race is at noon, and I don't wanna miss it.

(George) 'Oh, you want me to take Mrs. Spacely to lunch?'

No, you space brain!

I want you to place a bet for me.

I've got a hot tip on a horse called Fly by Night

to win in the third at Satellite Park.

Fly by Night to win in the third at Satellite Park.

I think I can remember that.

You better.

If you mess this up, Jetson, you're fired!

(Petunia) 'Cosmo!'

Coming, Petunia.

Hit me, junior.

I'll bet a quarter.

I'll see your quarter, and raise you double.

Well, I'll see you double, and raise you a dollar.

Reject.

Baby has made an illegal maneuver.

(George) 'Hey, cut that out. He'll go on overload.'

[rattling]

'Oh, no, the memory discs!'

The square root of 294.. And I'll raise you a quarter.

'The rain in Spain falls mainly on a cold deck.'

Now, this is more like it.

Operator. May I help you?

Yeah, give me Venus 4-6-1, and make it snappy.

Oh, my, what a rude child!

Eh, one moment, please.

Boss! We were gettin' worried about you.

Listen, I got myself hooked up with a real crater-flake.

Guy's name is Jetson, George Jetson.

Lives in the Sky Pad Apartments in Orbit City.

You gotta get me tonight.

Hey, boss, how am I gonna get you out of this Jetson joint?

Think of something. What am I payin' you for?

Oh, i-is we gettin' paid?

Hmm, what's this?

"Fly-By Night to win in the 3rd at Satellite Park."

That horse ain't gonna win.

[automated message] 'You missed.'

Yeow!

Not this time.

Kids today!

Place your bet! Place your bet!

Now, let's find a real winner.

This is our latest from Saturn.

It's called Purple Eclipse.

It's simply spacey on you, darling.

Oh, my!

And this is our solar cell operator, Aurora Borealis.

'A more avant-garde look for the woman'

'who wants to make a statement.'

I have a statement.

Yuck!

[puppies barking]

Mother, I wanna check with Rosie.

I'm worried about the baby.

Hello, Mrs. J..

- How's the baby? - How's the baby?

[gasps]

- I thought you had him. - I thought you had him.

Well, if you don't have him, and I don't have him..

(all) George!

George, do you have the baby?

Sure, he's right..

[gasps] The baby..

What's wrong, George?

Wrong? Oh, no! No, everything's great.

'Ah, thank goodness you have him!'

'George, what are you looking for?'

Uh, me and the baby are playing hide and seek.

And I'm it.

Uh, better go now, Jane. I gotta count to 100.

I'll see you tonight. One, two, three..

Mother, do you think George is acting peculiar?

No, for George, I'd say that's perfectly normal.

Here, baby. Here, baby, baby.

Come out, come out wherever you are.

Ye-ouch!

Maybe he took a walk. I gotta find that kid.

thud

You are not my baby.

Huh? I hope not, fella.

I seem to have misplaced my baby.

- Have you seen him? - Can't say that I have.

Uh, when did I see this, uh, baby?

Well, it was right after Spacely called.

Oh, no, I forgot to place the bet!

Hey, Haley's Comet.

He oughta roll in some dough.

Haley's Comet to win in the third at Satellite Park.

There you are. I've been lookin' everywhere.

Final bet.

Haley's Comet to win in the third at Satellite Park.

They're at the post. Too late, sucker.

Jetson, what is this? Grand Central Space Station?

Uh, Mr. Spacely, sir, I can explain everything.

What's this? Haley's Comet?

Jetson, I told you-

I know, I know. But it got changed.

Changed? By who?

Him. He was left on our doorstep.

(Spacely) 'That's it!'

'Blaming your incompetence on an innocent baby.'

I'll have you thrown out by the scruff of your neck.

And it's neck and neck.

Fly by Night ahead and Spaceman War closing in.

Be reasonable, boss.

'And it's Haley's Comet in the lead.'

'No, it's Fly by Night.'

It's going to be a photo finish.

'And it's Haley's Comet!'

Why should I be reasonable?

Because if it weren't for this no-good, naughty

rude, adorable, brilliant baby

'we never would've won all this money.'

Jetson, this baby is a gambling genius.

Oh, you mean my son?

Yes, I.. Your son?

Oh, no, you don't!

I want to adopt this charming child.

(George) And I say, I'm gonna adopt this cute..

...little...um, uh...baby.

[wailing]

Now, look what you made him do!

Me? It's obvious that..

Oww!

thud

See, a smart baby never bites the hand that feeds him.

What do you think?

Galloping Mercury to win tomorrow's race?

Or maybe Space Biscuit.

Knock it off, mutt!

[chokes]

(George) Astro, stop that!

Leave the nice baby alone.

Alright, George.

But don't say I didn't warn you.

Warn me? Warn me? You're just jealous.

Dada is gonna fix your formula.

- Now, you stay right there. - Okay, dada.

What a jerk!

[doorbell rings]

Mr. Spacely, what are you-

Good evening, George.

Petunia and I were in the neighborhood

and thought we'd drop in on that adorable baby.

Mama!

[laughing] Oh, look, Cosmo, he thinks I'm his mother.

Oh, Mr. and Mrs. Spacely, how nice of you to come by!

Cosmo, you were right. He's adorable!

We simply must adopt him.

The baby likes it fine here. And here's where he'll stay.

[doorbell rings]

- Junior! - Mama!

- Son. - Mama!

Oh-ho, there goes my early retirement.

We interrupt this program to report that Tiny Terror

has still not been found.

He was last seen heading for Orbit City.

- 'If you see this man..' - Aha!

'Please contact the police at once.'

Would you like some coffee, Mr. uh..

- Moonrock. - Smith.

Yeah, heh heh. Uh, Moonrock Smith. That's it.

No coffee, thank you. We really can't stay.

We're in a hurry. I left some diamonds..

- I mean cookies in the oven. - What did you say?

Well, I-I guess we, uh, better be gettin' home.

Thanks for takin' care of the boss..

- I mean baby. - Yeah, you've been real swell.

Hold it!

Come on, you lunar heads, let's blow this joint.

Mr. Jetson, I've been sent over to take custody

of the abandoned baby that you found.

Uhh!

Why, this is no baby.

It's Tiny Terror, the jewel thief.

'And here's the missing jewelry.'

My earrings!

You knew all the time, didn't you, Astro?

Aww, shucks!

Alright, you three

it's off to the Plutonian Penitentiary.

Oh, just when I was gettin' used to suburban life.

(policeman) 'That's quite a dog you got there, Mr. Jetson.'

Three cheers for Astro.

The bravest dog in the whole galaxy.

(all) Hip-hip, hurray!

Hip-hip, hurray!

'Hip-hip, hurray!'

- Yay! Woof woof! - It was nothin'.

I'm sorry for being such a nebula head, Astro.

What can I do to make it up to ya?

Ee-yah! Me and my big mouth!

[theme music]

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