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[theme music]

[theme song]

? Meet George Jetson ?

? His Boy Elroy ?

? Daughter Judy ?

? Jane his wife ?

[instrumental music]

[rooster croaking]

Elroy, see if your father's up.

No he isn't, ma. Can we wake him?

Alright. But, gently please.

- 'Wake up, wake up, dad.' - 'Wake up, wake up.'

(both) Wake up. Wake up.

I'm up. I'm up.

(George) No! No! Hey.

clang clang

I'm up. What's wrong with a gentle nudge, you two?

We tried that earlier, dad.

And then mom said to wake you up.

- Yeah yeah yeah! - Out. Out!

- Gee, dad. - What a grouch.

[yawns]

[sighs]

This is cruel and inhuman.

- What, George? - I didn't do anything.

I've to get up a whole half hour early to pick up Spacely.

His saucer's in the shop.

Oh, poor, George.

Well, Mrs. Spacely and I are going to be baking cookies

for the Galaxy Women's Historical Society today.

'Mr. Spacely can come home with you.'

(George) Great.

You better get going, George.

boing

zoom

George, I know Cogswell is up to something.

Why, Mr. Spacely?

Because I haven't seen hide nor hair of 'em lately.

thud

Watch where you're going, you nebulous nitwit.

Who are you callin' a nebulous nitwit, buddy.

Me. Uh, no one.

Uh, but there is more room on the upper level.

Yeah, so why don't you just move it before he gets mad.

Oh, you want me to move it? I'll move it.

thud

Mr. Spacely, I don't think we'll have any trouble

seeing what Cogswell's up to.

I knew it. I knew it.

Can't turn your back on Cogswell.

That low, low, low down sneaky, him and his robots!

So, he want's to get his name around, does he?

(George) Take a look, Mr. Spacely I think he is doing just that.

(Spacely) I'll fix him. We're not gonna take this, are we, George?

(George) No, sir. Uh, we are not.

(Spacely) Then move it.

(Cogswell) 'Hello, boys. That's the ol' pepper.'

'Let's see you burn it in. Show me your hot stuff, baby.'

Alright, baby. Put her in here.

Show me your ol' blue hummer.

That's the way to zing it in there, sweetheart.

'Okay, now let's put a little extra on it this time.'

Talking about little. Ha ha ha.

I wonder if my diminutive little friend Spacely

has run across any of my billboards lately.

- Yes, Mr. Cogswell? - 'Get me Spacely, my dear.'

[chuckling]

We need something big.

Can't let Cogswell get all this publicity.

We are gonna beat him at his own game.

Spacely, my little chum.

Run into any of my signs lately?

- Yeah. We ran into one. - In a manner of speaking..

Uh-uh, we did happen to notice some visual pollutants.

(Cogswell) 'Well, you know, it's just a little advertising campaign.'

Little? Listen, Cogswell.

Spacely robots are better than yours anytime.

How about a friendly game of spaceball?

That is if you can scrape up any of your people to pitch.

'Your factory robots against my factory robots.'

(George) 'Your robots wouldn't stand a chance'

'against the Sprockets pitcher.'

(Cogswell) 'I don't think they'd be standing, Jetson.'

'They'll be too busy running from base to base.'

That'd be the day, Cogswell.

We've got the best pitcher this side of the Moon League.

Heh heh heh. You mean the far side, Spacely.

Wouldn't look too good for your advertising campaign

to have the Sprockets wipe you off the face of the universe.

Not a chance, Spacely.

But I could always use the extra advertising

when the Cogs run over the Sprockets.

You'll never get past our Sprockets pitcher.

The only team people will be talking about is the Sprockets.

Oh-h-h, I'll enjoy beating you, Cogswell.

Love to see it, Spacely.

[laughs] Love to see it.

Oh, great. I forgot. What have I done?

Uh, Mr. Spacely-

Screwball Vemmell is on vacation on Venus.

Where am I gonna get a pitcher?

Uh, Mr. Spacely.

How did I let you get me into this?

I'm doomed. Who have I got for a pitcher?

- Me! - You?

Humor, I don't need, Jetson.

Really, Mr. Spacely. I used to be pretty good in my day.

I was the star pitcher for Orbit High.

(Cosmo) You wouldn't kid me, George. Don't kid me now.

Heck no. Come on, I'll show you.

[upbeat music]

I hope I still have it.

whoosh

plop

crash

boing boing boing

poof

George, my boy. I never doubted you.

We'll destroy Cogswell.

You're getting the special treatment.

Nothing's too good for my star.

(George) Well I guess, I still got an A, boss?

(Jane) 'This is how your great-great-great grandmother'

made cookies, Elroy.

Our historical society feels we should all learn

to do things the old fashioned way.

Gee, mom. You mean I can do that?

Sure, you can. All you need are the right ingredients.

Let's see, five eggs.

(computer) Quantity five. Please select egg type.

beep

Boy. This looks real interestin'.

I wonder what's keeping Mrs. Spacely.

Rosie, would you help Elroy finish

'while I give Mrs. Spacely a call?'

Sure thing, Mrs. J.

Oh, Jane, the traffic has been thicker

than a swarm of meteors. But I'm almost there.

I just wanted to make sure you remember.

[spaceship droning]

(male 1) 'Watch where you're going, lady.'

[upbeat music]

thud

I'll be right back.

Mrs. Spacely is having trouble finding a parking place.

Take over, Rosie.

"Super Nova, Energized Power Particles."

Energy, huh.

Well, that's what cookies give you.

And mom did say, all you need are the right ingredients.

This ought to make it really good.

boom

- How're we doin', Roy boy? - Ready, Rosie.

[instrumental music]

- Here you go, Roy boy. - Throw me.

- Throw me. - Okay, Astro, catch.

swoosh

[upbeat music]

clang clang clang

gulp

boom

Yum. More.

Jumping Jupiter, that's neat.

Here you go, boy.

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clang

[rumbling]

clang

[rumbling]

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Stop, stop, stop!

It's just so dangerous driving these days.

No one looks where they're going.

I'm a nervous wreck.

Oh, I know what you mean.

You need to just relax for a little bit.

I'll fetch you some tea.

swoosh

thud

Uh, tea?

Uh, one lump or two?

I think, I just had three.

- 'Elroy.' - It wasn't me, mom.

Really it wasn't. Really.

'I-i-it, was the cookies. Astro ate one and then-'

That's true, Mrs. J.

There's something' different about those

old fashioned cookies.

I had enough of this old fashioned stuff.

'We're lucky, we weren't baking a cake.'

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Ah, Jetson, the secret weapon.

'You're gonna save the name of Spacely's Sprockets.'

Uh, isn't this just a friendly game?

Game? This is no game. This is war, Jetson.

You know what happens to the loser?

- Uh, I get the picture. - And I get the pitcher.

I want you to do nothing, but train for this game.

I'm gonna have a special training camp

for you and my team.

I'm giving you the royal treatment.

How do you like the automatic trainers table I got you?

'Nothing but the best for you, George.'

Watch that arm now. Doing great, George.

crash

Come back here, George.

We're not finished.

I hope not, sir.

(Cosmo) 'Watch that arm.'

Yes, sir.

[upbeat music]

swoosh

Now, let's see what the little sprockets look like?

swoosh

Uh-oh, looks like Spacely is gonna try

and put one over on me.

Boy, dad is really gonna be surprised.

[laughs] This is just the thing an all star pitcher needs.

His own valet and helper outer, he-he.

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

I'll help your dad win the game for the Sprockets.

My dad's gonna do great.

Let's give it a try.

Astro, you stay right there. You pretend you're George.

swoosh

Eh, could use a little more of water pressure.

Here comes dad. Let's surprise him.

Oh, what a day.

I hope I can just make it through tomorrow

before Spacely finishes me off.

No, stay away. Don't touch the arms.

swoosh

- Oh, ah, ah, help! - Eh, sorry, Mr. Jetson.

I think the water pressure is too high.

The little guy is supposed to wipe your forehead.

You'll like it when I get it adjusted.

Gee, dad. I-I'm sorry, I almost wiped you out.

We can fix it. You'll really like it, you'll see.

I may not live that long.

(Cogswell) 'Come on, come on. Put it over the plate.'

Let's see your fast one. Play over. Pack him out!

swoosh

(Cosmo) Good luck, Cogswell. You're gonna need it.

[Cosmo laughs]

Luck for me if necessary, Spacely.

(male 2) 'Now you have control of the game'

in the palm of your hand.

With these attraction, repulsion devices

the best hitters will miss and the worst players

can get a home run with a punch of a button.

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Well, let's see.

swoosh swoosh swoosh

[panting]

And now when we change the attraction

we get a different result.

(Cogswell) This I like. But their pitcher is pretty good.

A-are you sure you couldn't zip a fast one

past this force field?

It would take more than pretty good.

You'll need a 200 mile per hour pitch

to overcome this device.

(Cogswell) I really like this.

Now, I'm looking forward to this game.

We'll see, who's the best.

plong

Of course, after you hit the ball

it goes where it wants to.

(George) 'Jane, the bus is gonna be here any second.'

George, it's not gonna be here for another 15 minutes.

- 'Will you just relax?' - Relax? How can I relax?

- George, it's just a game. - Not to Spacely, it isn't.

To him it's Sprocket publicity. It's life or death.

If we win I get life, if I lose..

krrrr

Judy, Elroy, let's get going.

Astro too, dad?

(George) 'Ah, alright.'

? Spacely Sprocket team Spacely Sprocket team ?

? Cogswell gears have lots to bare ?

? From Spacely Sprocket team ?

(all) 'Yeah!'

Where's Astro? Astro!

Look out for me.

Oh, yeah. Ha-ha. My mitt.

(all) 'Yay!'

? Spacely Sprocket team ?

? Spacely Sprocket team ?

? Cogswell gears have lots to bear ?

? From Spacely Sprocket team ?

(all) 'Yeah!'

(male 3) 'Hot dogs, hot dogs,. Get 'em hot.'

- 'Give me one with mustard.' - Coming up, coming up.

(male announcer) 'As you can see, ladies and gentlemen'

excitement is high for the exhibition game

with these two very competitive companies

the Spacely Sprockets and the Cogswell Cogs.

'As you can see the crowds favorite and the man to watch?'

'coming out of the security, George Jetson.'

'The Cogswell team is in the field.'

(robot) 'Play ball.'

No need to make this a massacre.

Let's see what the little Sprockets can do first. Hee hee.

(male announcer) 'The Sprockets are up first. Here comes the first pitch.'

'It's a free ticket to first base for the Sprockets.'

I'll just toy with him for a while.

Now, the Sprocket pitcher is coming to bat.

[crowd cheering] 'Yeah!'

Do your stuff, kiddo.

swoosh

Hey, I can use that in the office.

I told you you'd like it, Mr. Jetson.

So with that box Mr. Robert can send

the valet out to dad when he needs it.

Gotcha.

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thwack

[crowd cheering]

crash

bonk

[cheering]

George Jetson's versatility truly speaks for itself.

'He is equally at home with the spiral..'

(robot) 'Strike one.'

(male announcer) 'The Halley Curving Comet.'

- Strike two. - 'The Orbit Ball.'

(robot) Strike three. You're out, you're out, you're out.

(male announcer) 'Now at the bottom of the fifth'

'the indomitable, charismatic Sprockets'

'are leading substantially.'

This is fantastic.

He is a dashing figure.

I know.

I mean the TV coverage.

Do you know how many people are watching

Spacely Sprockets' robots in action?

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Hey!

A Sprocket victory seems assured

as we move in to the bottom of the ninth.

'There is little chance the Cog's can close the gap'

'against Jetson's spectacular pitching.'

- You're out. - Yeah.

I think that's enough of a lead. Now for the fun.

[stammering] Help!

What's this? This isn't mine.

Sorry.

All fixed. A-a little mistake.

Uh, a little mistake?

Give it your best shot, big shot.

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- Wow! - Ah, well.

What's one run anyway?

thwack

thwack

thwack thwack thwack thwack thwack

This is truly a baffling turn of events.

The Cogs are suddenly on the offensive.

- Ah! - 'The Cogs are on the move.'

'We may see the Cogs overturn the Sprockets'

'in this last inning.'

'Jetson is running out of energy.'

Energy? He's hungry.

Dad needs somethin' to eat.

The cookies. We gotta get dad some of these cookies.

They'll give him energy.

[chuckles] Okay.

But I think your dad needs a lot more than cookies.

(Elroy) Don't worry. These are real old fashioned special cookies.

Real special.

(male announcer) 'Time out is called, the Sprockets may be trying'

'to regroup. It looks very dim for the Sprockets.'

'There are no outs for the Cogs'

'and they need only two runs to win the game.'

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- Strike one. - 'Maybe I spoke too soon.'

Strike two.

This might need more power. Batteries must be low.

(male announcer) 'We're waiting to see if Jetson can strike out another Cog.'

'No. This player was a match for Jetson's infamous Twist Ball.'

'With a man on first a homerun run'

'will now win the game for the Cogs.'

'Unless Jetson can stop this player'

'the Cogs will have the two runs they need to win the game.'

Oh, my gosh.

he he he

You better do it, George.

'Or you'll be pitchin' on the dark side of the moon.'

(Jane and Mrs. Spacely) 'Come on, George.'

(Astro) 'You can do it.'

(Elroy) 'My dad can do it.'

Yeah, I can do it.

(male announcer) 'This is it. The play that wins all through for the Sprockets.'

'He's got it.'

[cheering]

Now, Mr. Spacely about the vice presidency.

Don't be pushy. We'll talk about it.

By the way, Jetson, where did you get that burst of energy?

I don't know. I'd just eaten some homemade cookies.

Cookies? Cookies? Oh, that's it.

Get me the recipe and I'll really make you

a vice president. I'll be rich.

Strength through Spacely's cookies.

Uh, Jane, I need that cookie recipe for Mr. Spacely.

- It's important. - It's gone.

Rosie said the cookbook flew away.

'Besides, the cookies weren't very good.'

Not good? They might be worth a fortune.

Well, we can analyze 'em and get the formula.

Elroy, bring me some of those cookies.

Gee, I'm sorry, dad. I gave them to Astro.

- He loves them. - Oh, no. Where is he?

There he goes.

whoosh

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