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[theme music]

[theme song]

? Meet George Jetson ?

? His boy Elroy ?

? Daughter Judy ?

? Jane his wife ??

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(George) 'Bye, kids. Bye, Jane. Have a nice day.'

(Jane) You too, George.

What's the matter with dad, mom?

He's never this cheerful in the morning.

Beats me. Maybe he's still asleep.

What a great day.

I just know something wonderful will happen to me.

I can feel it in my bones.

[bleeping]

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buzz

- Jetson. - Ah!

Oh, hi, Mr. Spacely.

George, I want you to join me in the executive dining room.

The executive dining room. Wow.

Thanks, Mr. Spacely. It'll be an honor.

I've had my eye on you for a long time, George

and I've reached an important decision.

We'll discuss it over lunch.

It's happened. It's my lucky day.

The old skinflint is gonna give me a raise.

Or make me a vice president. Or president, even.

I gotta tell Jane the good news.

How wonderful, George.

Are you sure he said chairman of the board?

Well, that's not exactly how he put it, but I got the message.

Message, huh? Well, George, have your lunch and we'll see.

- Good luck. - Thanks, honey.

Oh, boy, is she excited.

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I'll take the oeufs de delight, Pierre.

And what will the MonsieurPeasant have?

Who, me? Uh, let me see.

Oh, try the oeufs de delight, George. Delicious.

Okay, I'm always willing to try something new.

At once, monsieur.

- Bon appetite. - Fried eggs?

Huh, gee, that was a great meal, Mr. Spacely.

As I was saying, George, I'm impressed

with your intelligence, sound judgment and shrewd instincts.

Gosh, Mr. Spacely, I really don't deserve all this praise.

'I know, but, nevertheless, after much deliberation'

I've chosen you for an important job.

Thank you, Mr. Spacely. I won't let you down.

I know. That's why I'm appointing you judge for

the annual Spacely Space Sprockets Space Dog Show.

- Dog show? Judge? - Yeah, that's right, my boy.

The winner will get a loving cup and a year's supply of dog food.

Jane was right. I got the wrong message.

- 'What? What did you say?' - Uh, nothing, sir.

By the way, Mrs. Spacely, has entered

her dog Fifi in the show.

And knowing what a faithful, loyal employee you are

I know Fifi will win.

Therefore, it won't be necessary for you to look for a new job.

See you at the Space Dog Show. Ta-ta.

Your check, monsieur.

"Fried eggs, $750?" Ooba-dooba!

Well, I didn't get the raise.

And the lunch cost me a week's pay.

But I still got a job, provided Mrs. Spacely's dog wins.

What the.. Hey! What do you guys think you're doing?

Don't you know how to drive?

Shut up and come with us.

Yeah, the boss wants to see you.

Boss? What boss?

Mangler Mars, the boss of the Mangler Mobs.

[stuttering] Mangler Mars?

Yeah. Now, shut up.

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I heard on the TV that you is gonna judge

the Spacely Space Sprockets Space Dog Show.

- Is that right? - Yes, sir.

Now that's very lucky for you

because Star Bite is gonna be in that show.

Say hello to the nice judge, Star Bite.

The name fits him.

[growling and barking]

Yow!

(Mars) 'And if Star Bite don't win, Aurora, who is'

'the fiancee of me, is gonna have her heart broke.'

[crying]

So I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse.

- An offer? - Yeah.

The offer is, Star Bite wins or you lose, permanently.

Show the judge out, boys.

- 'Right, boss.' - 'Right, boss.'

Thanks, fellas.

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(Elroy) 'Mom, the judge is home.'

George, we heard the news on TV and we're all so proud of you.

- Aren't we, Elroy? - Yep.

(Jane) 'Elroy is going to enter Astro in the Space Dog Show.'

'Isn't that cute?'

Gee, Astro, you're such a wonderful dog

I just know that you're gonna win.

Elroy's heart would break if Astro loses.

And we wouldn't want that to happen, would we, George?

No, Jane, I wouldn't want that to happen

but I got a real big problem.

After all, you are the judge and he is your son.

Come on, champ. We're gonna get you entered in the show.

- Okay, Elroy. - I just know he'll win...judge.

But, Jane.. Oh, boy, what a choice.

Should I lose my job, my son's confidence in me, or my life?

[sobbing]

Why don't you resign as judge?

Yeah, that's it. I'll resign as judge.

It'll solve all my problems.

Thanks, Orbitty, you're a pal.

[giggling]

'I'll resign the first thing tomorrow'

'and all my troubles will disappear.'

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Thanks for inviting me to play golf with you

during working hours, boss.

Don't mention it, George. The exercise is good for you.

And, besides, you'll be docked for taking the time off.

Now let's hurry it up. I gotta take Fifi for her pedicure.

Yes, sir.

Wow. This is a tricky shot. It's gonna take all my skill.

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(computer) 410.3 yards. Use 5 iron.

Five iron, huh?

beep beep beep

Fore!

Hole in one. Nice shot, Mr. Spacely.

Thanks, George.

(George) 'Ahem. Mr. Spacely, sir, I'd like to talk to you.'

- About what? - About judging the dog show.

Don't mention it, George. You deserve the honor.

Well, you don't understand, sir. I want to-

You want Mrs. Spacely's dog to win.

That's why I appointed you judge.

Well, that's what I wanna talk to you about, Mr. Spacely.

I don't wanna be the judge.

(Spacely) What?

(male 1) 'Yeow!'

You're gonna be the judge

or you're gonna look for a new job.

Now what's it gonna be?

- Well, I.. - Good.

Now go fetch the ball and maybe I won't dock you

for taking the afternoon off.

Some choice. Judge or let my family starve.

Oh, boy.

Is this what you're looking for?

Uh, yes, sir, Mr. Mars.

Enjoy your game, and remember

'if Star Bite doesn't win, it'll be your last.'

Don't move, Jetson.

[Spacely laughs] 'Another hole in one.'

Oh, my aching back. That Mangler Mars doesn't kid around.

Uh-oh. It's Mangler Mars' boys. What'll I do?

How am I gonna get past them? I got it.

Elroy's Halloween mask.

George.

Yuck.

Well, what's the matter with you, Astro?

- It's me, George. - George?

[laughs] He thinks he's George.

- 'Hello, dad.' - Huh?

Hey, you're wearing my Halloween mask.

You left it in the car. Here.

- Thanks, dad. - George.

I still don't know how you hurt your sacroiliac playing golf.

And I don't understand why Mr. Spacely would wanna

play golf on a Wednesday. He's not a doctor.

If I told you, you wouldn't believe me.

Now just lie still and enjoy a brisk massage.

- It'll help you relax. - Relax? How can I relax?

That Mars guy isn't kidding.

[horn blows]

Ah!

Presenting the great Astro

future winner of the Spacely Sprockets

Space Dog Show.

Show dad your act, Astro.

[humming]

[gasps] Mangler Mars.

Gee, I guess he didn't like your act, Astro.

My right foot tripped over my left foot.

Hey, I got it. You're gonna be Super Dog.

- Super Dog? - Yeah.

The strongest dog in the world. Come on.

We'll go down to the gym and start working out right away.

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Just remember, all you do is relax.

The exercise machines will do the working for you.

- Pretty neat, huh, Astro? - 'Yeah. Pretty neat.'

We'll start with some deep-knee bends to work out

any kinks in your legs.

buzz

- Ready? - Ready.

And, one, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four. Splendid. You're doing fine.

- What was that? - Your spine.

Wow, are you stiff.

Now for some jump rope to coordinate your footwork.

Very good. Let's pick up the tempo.

- 'Excellent!' - Wow, Astro.

This exercise program is paying off.

'Your footwork has improved already.'

Thanks.

We will now do some body twists with your feet

planted firmly on the floor.

'You twist to the right, twist to the left'

'twist to the right, twist to the left.'

'Right, left, right, left.'

boing

crash

'And that, sir, completes your relaxing'

'robotic exercises for the day.'

'Please come back again soon. Thank you.'

No, no. Stay away. No. I can't. I can't do it.

[groans] No, no, no. I don't wanna be judge.

- I don't wanna be judge! - You must, you must, you must!

[Spacely laughing]

Star Bite wins or you lose. Star Bite wins or you lose.

Star Bite wins or you lose.

He's your son, your son, your son, your son.

Son, son, son, son, son, son, son.

Ah, it's no use. I can't sleep.

There's only one right way to judge this contest.

I'll pick the dog I think is best and take my chances

with Mangler Mars, Mr. Spacely and my family.

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Wow, look at all those dogs.

Picking a winner isn't gonna be easy.

Hi, dad. Astro and I are ready.

And we know we'll win, don't we, George?

Oh, you can come out now, my precious.

Fifi is going to win for mumsie, isn't she?

Oh, no. What's the matter with her? She looks so puny.

She just had a bath. I'll have to blow her dry.

That's my Fifi. All cuddly and soft.

[barking]

Do you think Fifi will win, Cosmo?

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure, sure.

Excuse me, honey. I'll be right back.

'Oh, George?'

(George) '"Fifi wins or you..'

'...are fired!"'

[laughing]

[gulps]

Gee, boss, what's with the fancy clothes on Star Bite?

Yeah. What gives?

To give him some class, knucklehead.

This is strictly a classy event.

So he's gotta have some class, which I done give to him.

Say, that's brilliant, boss.

Show them some class, Star Bite.

'Okay, that's enough class.'

But, boss, we thought youse had the dog show in the bag.

Yeah, Star Bite wins or it's curtains for Jetson.

I does, but, you know, I've been thinking.

Gee, that's great, boss.

- 'Shut up when I'm thinking.' - Right, boss.

I've been thinking if there weren't any other mutts

in the show except Star Bite he has to win, right?

- Yeah, right. - Right, boss.

But how are you gonna get rid of them other mutts?

'They ain't gonna leave just because you asked them to.'

With this remote-controlled pussy cat.

meow meow

[barking]

See? It works.

- Is Star Bite all set? - 'Yeah, boss.'

(male 2) 'With these dark glasses, he can't see a thing.'

And with these ear muffs, he can't hear a thing. Ready, boss?

So long, mutts.

[meowing]

[barking]

Well, it's working.

The phony cat is leading the mutts out of the building.

Look, Cosmo, all those uncouth dogs are coming this way.

'We can't let Fifi associate with such riffraff.'

[barking]

No, Astro, come back. It's a trick.

I'll bring Astro back.

(Elroy) 'Astro, come back, come back.'

[mumbling]

- Thanks, Orbitty. - You're welcome.

[barking]

Oh, no. I'm back where I started.

The dogs all ran out except Astro, Fifi and Star Bite.

I gotta choose between Astro and my son, Elroy..

...Mrs. Spacely's Fifi and my job..

...or Star Bite and my life.

What am I gonna do?

(male 3) 'Okay, Mangler, you're under arrest.'

(Mars) Who, me? What for?

Dognapping and I got the evidence right here

on the leash. Come on, Star Bite.

'I'm taking you back to your rightful owner.'

Huh? Star Bite is out of the show?

Oh, Fifi, my poor babykins.

How could you do this to me at a time like this?

Sorry, George. Fifi is gonna have puppies. I gotta leave.

Leave? That leaves only one contestant.

Astro wins the cup and a year's supply of

'Doggie Woggie Delightful Dinners.'

[cheering]

Just one moment, Mr. Jetson, Your Honor.

According to the rules governing this contest

on page 14, paragraph C

'[it clearly states there must be at least two contestants'

'for one to be declared the winner.'

Huh?

(George) 'But who? All the dogs ran out.'

'Astro's the only one left.'

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[WHIMPERING]

Oh, look at that poor puppy.

- He fainted. - Poor thing.

He must be starved.

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[sniffing]

Ladies and gentlemen

as we now have the required two contestants...

I declare Astro the winner of the cup.

And as a consolation prize to the runner up

the Doggie Woggie Delightful Dinners go to..

Uh, what's your name?

[barking]

Well, congratulations, Woof-Woof

you've just won all this dog food.

'How does it feel to be a winner?'

[barking]

After all my worrying about how to judge the show

everything worked out fine and dandy.

Yes. Star Bite was reunited with his rightful mistress

and Mangler Mars was arrested.

Gee, boss, maybe you shouldn't have stole that dog.

Shut up when I'm serving time.

And Mrs. Spacely's dog, Fifi, had her pups

in the nick of time.

Isn't this wonderful, Cosmo? Thirteen hungry little puppies.

But, best of all, Astro won honestly.

Dividing the prize like that was really wonderful of you, George.

Yeah, dad. Little Woof-Woof won't go hungry now.

(George) 'Not for a year, he won't.'

[both laughing]

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