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[instrumental music]

[crowing]

(George) ‘No, no, Mr. Spacely'

that's my throat your strangling!

(automated message) It's 7:30, Mr. Jetson.

Time to get up.

Rise and shine, George

it's time to face the world.

Okay, Jetson! You asked for it!

Yeaow!

(George) Not cold! Yeaow!

[crowing]

[squawking]

[snoring]

[squawking]

Get up! Get up!

Get up! Get up! Get up!

bam

[snoring]

Okay.

If that's the way you want it.

[whistles]

[barking]

wham

Hey, stop!

Cut it out, Dino. You hear me?

Who gives the orders around here?

Me, or some bird brain alarm clock?

(George) ‘Jane, can you get the visaphone?'

George, it's Mr. Spacely.

What shall | tell him?

[mumbling]

He can't come to the phone at the moment, Mr. Spacely.

| don't want him on the phone.

| want him in the office. Now!

| better hit the auto-dresser and get down there.

Well, be prepared. He's on the war path.

No, thanks. This is a little too prepared.

You're right, George.

If you ever showed up for work looking like that

he'd go bananas.

Oh, no, nothin’ like an auto dresser

with a sense of humor.

Uh-oh.

[barking]

Astro, will you cut it out.

I'm sorry, Mrs. J.

| didn't realize you had company.

Rosie, it's me!

thud

Oh, now | recognize you, Mr. J.

Rosie, will you take Astro for his morning stroll?

| will, if you do something with the food-a-rac-a-cycle.

Otherwise, good luck with breakfast.

(George) ‘What's wrong with it?’

splat

You had to ask.

(Jane) ‘I'll see what | can do, Rosie.’

Rosie, | don't see anything wrong with this.

(Elroy) ‘Me, either. | think it works great.'

Elroy, you ordered ice cream for breakfast?

Heck, no.

| ordered capsulated whole grain cereal

with dehydrated fruit chips.

And then | got lucky.

"First the one in the face and then this one. '

I'm a little late, dear

you better make it a light breakfast.

Ham, eggs, hash browns, toast and coffee.

splat

Two out of three isn't bad, Mr. J.

Thanks, | didn't need that.

You can finish my breakfast, dad.

Thanks, Elroy, but I'm sick enough as it is.

(Elroy) ‘| gotta meet, Mr. Orbit.’

He's helpin’' me with my science project.

A time machine.

Time machine, now there's a real waste of time.

Life is a waste of time.

What does it all mean?

That probably means, another boyfriend's

about to bite the dust.

You're not having trouble with Rex Saturn are you, dear?

| could care less about Rex-what's his name

and his who-needs-it career.

If he prefers a bunch of groupies to me

let him go, | say.

(DiDi) Oh, yeah?’

That isn't what you said to me.

DiDi!

| thought diaries weren't

supposed to be seen or heard.

Do you think other families have all these problems?

(Jane) ‘Since the beginning of time.’

(Fred) ‘Wilma! Yeaow!'

Wilma, the elephant is out of hot water.

Yeaow!

| hear you, Fred.

First thing tomorrow, I'll have the plumber

bring a new elephant.

Has Fred said anything about

where they're taking us on our vacation?

Not yet.

That's why I'm makin’ him his

favorite breakfast to soften him up.

You mean, instead of the usual sledge hammer.

| wish she would use the "sledge hammer."

My beak's killin’ me.

This is what I'm aiming for, Betty.

(Betty) ‘Oh, boy! Honolurock!'

A week there wouldn't make me cry.

Wonder what the weather's like?

Bet ya, it's gorgeous as usual.

(radio bird) ‘Squawk! And now for the weather report.’

‘Locally, the temperature in downtown Bedrock’

‘is 47 degrees.’

Squawk! Low clouds and rain predicted throughout the day.

In other locations, Stone City overcast, squawk!

Honolurock, gorgeous as usual.

See? | told you.

Yuck! What is that?

Sweet and sour, bronto ribs

smothered with lizard gizzards.

It's Fred's favorite.

Mine too.

Us Pigasaurus garbage disposals

love those kinda leftovers.

Oh boy, sweet and sour, bronto ribs and lizard gizzards.

My favorite breakfast.

screech

Uh-oh.

ting ting ting

Rubbles residence, Barney speaking.

| know who it is.

Listen, I'm gettin’

my favorite breakfast this morning.

You're lucky, Fred. | didn't get any.

Betty just took off.

Probably for our house, just as | suspected.

The hand painting's on the wall.

They ain't gonna spare the throat, Barn.

Who? | don't feel anything.

It's called, romancin' the husband

so you get the vacation you want, time.

And I'm not fallin’ for it.

(Wilma) ‘Oh, Fred!’

‘Breakfast is ready, dear.’

And so am I, Wilma honey.

| know just how to handle this, Barn.

Battle stations. Here he comes.

Morning, girls.

Your favorite breakfast, dear.

And | sure hate to miss it

but I'm going to be late for work.

But it's your favorite, Fred.

Well, maybe just a bite.

slurp, slurp.

Wilma, I'll bet Fred was wondering

where they serve sweet and sour

ribs everyday of the week.

Yeah, | bet he was, Betty.

No, he wasn't.

[Hula Hula Surf music]

Hey, Wilma, would you turn down that radio?

The noise is giving me, indigestion.

It isn't noise! It comes from this.

And do you know where this comes from?

chomp

No, but it's the stringiest piece of meat

I've ever eaten.

Hi, Fred. Hi, Wilma.

Gee, am | late for the costume party?

No, but we're gonna be late for work.

Fred, haven't you noticed anything?

Yeah, those grass skirts.

You back up to the stove, we could start a fire.

‘See ya later, girls.’

You think they got our message?

Personally, | think it came back

"nobody home."

[instrumental music]

(mechanical voice) ‘You're late, George.’

(George) ‘Only two minutes.’

(mechanical voice) ‘And you're gonna get it.’

(Spacely) ‘Jetson!’

(mechanical voice) ‘Now!'

tong

Nice of you to drop in, George.

Yes, sir, |, uh--

Never mind the small talk.

We've got trouble, George.

Yes, sir. Does it have anything to do with my ear?

‘Cause right now, it's got more trouble than we've got.

Can't talk here, maybe bugged. Your office.

See you later, Jetson.

Yeaow!

Whoa!

Good morning, George.

Oh, you're not George, you're Mr. Spacely.

Thanks, | don't need any dumb computer

tellin' me who | am.

Now, tune out, R.U.D.I.

Yes, sir, Mr. Spacely.

| will be here when you need me, George.

That isn't a computer it's a nurse maid.

Jetson, there's a leak around here

and | want it stopped!

Yes, sir. | Know a very good plumber.

Mr. Sky Wrench.

An industrial leak, you molecule brain!

And don't play innocent with me, Jetson.

| have my suspicions where that leak

is coming from, and it's you.

Me?

How else can | explain, Cogswell stealing

every major project, I've come up with

right from under my nose!

Well, I-I-l--

Darn right, it's you, you, you.

(George) ‘But, sir--'

| spent a fortune romancing General Blackhole

just to get that secret contract

for the interstellar lunar probe.

Nobody else, knew it existed.

But are they using Spacely's sprockets?

No. They're using Cogswell Cogs!

How do you suppose Mr. Cogswell

got wind of it, Mr. Spacely?

From a windbag like you, Jetson.

Oh, no. No.

| told you to butt out.

‘Cogswell has beaten me out of every one'

‘of my secret projects.’

From the lunar probe to the Humphrey Bumgart

look alike sprockets for the nostalgia buffs.

Tch, tch, tch, stoo bad, sweetheart.

Uh, what can we do, boss?

Not "we," you, Jetson.

You wanna clear your name

then find out how Cogswell's gettin’ his information.

Huh! You mean spy?

Are you suggesting | spy on him, Mr. Spacely?

Either that or you're fired.

Uh, spying doesn't seem like

such a bad suggestion

when you put it that way, sir.

Good. Now, you can sympathize with him, nosy.

Gee, I'm sorry, George.

That's okay, R.U.D.I.

Uh, | guess | still have one friend around here.

Instead of gettin’ bullied into takin’ 'em

where they wanna go we take 'em to a place

they'll like even better.

And then, we'll be heroes.

Gee, uh, | don't know, Fred.

hoot

hoot

Coffee break!

bam

Watch it, or we'll be spendin’

our vacation in a hospital.

Uh, sorry, Fred.

Well, I-] wouldn't wanna miss the vacation

you got planned for us.

A-as soon as | find out what it is.

Come on, I'll treat you to a cup of coconut juice.

Now, the way | figure, Barn

we go in together, 50-50.

Now, how much did you save for your vacation?

- Twenty clams. - Good.

That gives us 30 clams all together. Now, we take--

(Barney) ‘Uh, just a second, Fred.'

If it's 50-50, | think we're missin’ ten clams.

Don't worry about it, you can owe it to me.

Now, what we do is--

Say, Fred, uh

could we just put our feet together?

So, | could do a little countin'?

You wanna stand around and count toes

or you wanna hear my plan?

Well, okay.

| should've known | was in trouble

when | let you buy the coconut juice.

Now, the way | look at it

why take a medium vacation

for 30 clams

‘when we can take the girls on a great one’

for ten times that much?

Well, | Know, you're gonna ask..

...where're we gonna get ten times that much?

No, I-l was gonna ask

what's in the coconut juice.

Will you listen?

It's a High Stakes Poker Game

at the Water Buffalo lodge tonight.

And | feel lucky.

But, Fred, the last six times

you felt lucky, you lost.

Strategy.

| was just gettin’ rid of all my bad luck.

Have you ever seen me lose seven times in a row?

Well, no.

Well, there you are.

Tonight's my lucky night.

- 'lt sure is, Flintstone.’ - How's that?

‘Cause tonight, you and Rubble are working the late shift.

Heh, well, I'd like to, Mr. Slate. Eh..

Uh, but he's gonna be..

He's gonna be out of work tomorrow

unless he comes to work tonight.

Uh...yes, sir.

Turk Tarpit's company has been out producing us lately

because of people like you.

Late to work and late back

to work from coffee break.

Gee, the whistle hasn't sounded yet, Mr. Slate.

[whistle blows]

It has now. Get back to work!

(Cogswell) ‘Spacely must be so mad'

‘he's chewing sprockets.’

What are those figures again?

Slowly, so | can savor them.

Eight and a half billion Humphrey Bumgart cogs

and the figures from sales along the Milky Way

aren't even in yet, Mr. Cogswell.

Oh, goodie!

If you were a woman, | mean, a real woman

| could kiss you.

I'm blushing, sir.

I've stolen every good idea Spacely's had

and it's up to you, to guard 'em, boy.

[growling]

E-easy, boy. Ha, ha.

l-it's not feeding time just yet.

You gotta go on your rounds first.

[growling]

(Cogswell) ‘Centro, where are you, boy?’

Good fella. Here.

Yeah, | brought you a little treat.

Your favorite. A cast Iron doggy bone.

‘Now, don't be bashful enjoy.’

(Geor ' ge Eow!'

You know, that, "Eow" sounded almost, human.

Yuck.

[growling]

(S.A.R.A) ‘And Mr. Cogswell is going to put me'

‘in charge of all computers.’

And it's all because of the secret information

my sweetkins has told me.

And you'll see, I'll make sure

you're never sorry, R.U.D.1, my dear.

R.U.D.1? My dear?

My best friend R.U.D.I. is the leak.

| sure hope Mr. Slate doesn't find out

we're not workin’ at the quarry tonight.

Barney, my boy, you worry too much.

Who's gonna tell him? Am | gonna tell him?

Are the dumb dinosaurs gonna tell him?

W-well, that's another thing, Fred.

How do we know those dinosaurs will keep workin’

even though we're not there?

(Fred) ‘Because they've been doing’

‘that same diggin’ for years.’

Yeah, but with human brains guidin' them.

Barney, believe me without us

they're not gonna miss a thing.

- Oh. - "Oh," what?

What little thing are you worried about now?

(Fred) ‘Oh, that little thing.’

If Mr. Slate's in the game, | guess we're out.

The girls are gonna have to settle

for a smaller vacation.

You what they say, Barn?

"It's not over till the fat lady sings."

Take a look over there.

The fat lady's over there?

No, but we are.

And that's how we get in the game.

R.U.D.I., I've got something to say to you.

'R.U.D.I., | Know you're in there. '

"Now come on out.'

R.U.D.I., if you want me to go straight to Mr. Spacely

without discussing it with you first?

‘Ah, that's better.’

You know, what | found out at Cogswells, don't you?

Now, | want you to look me in the eye

and tell me it isn't true.

Well?’

Then it is true!

Okay, so | fell in love.

And leaked a few little bits

and pieces of information.

R.U.D.1.!

That was enough to nearly ruin Mr. Spacely.

And put all our jobs in jeopardy.

Sorry, but | gotta report you.

George, if you just give me a little time

| can straighten it out.

You can straighten it out with Mr. Spacely.

‘Cause that's where I'm going.

I'm sorry to hear that, George.

It won't do you any good to stop it, R.U.D.I.

| can walk.

Forget it, R.U.D.I., | don't even need to walk.

Not with my anti-gravity belt.

R.U.D.I., one way or the other

‘I'm gonna speak to Mr. Spacely'

‘before he leaves tonight.'

Watch the monitor, next to me, George.

| can't come home now

I've got a business to run.

Uh, make that a failing business to run.

No way | can be home before six.

Hey, uh, what the--

[yelling]

Goodnight, sir.

Have a pleasant evening.

Goodnight, sir?

My watch must've stopped.

Sorry, George.

| didn't mean to leave you up in the air.

Oh, who would've believed it.

A mechanical Benedict Arnold.

Come on, will ya, Barn?

You want us to miss the game?

You ought to try walkin’ on these high heels.

How come | have to be the woman?

Well, I'm doin' the poker playin’, aren't |?

Now, what you gotta do is stand around

lookin’ sexy to distract the other players.

Like this?

Oof!

Forget it.

Plan B, if you happen to see

any of their hands

you could give me a signal like

uh, if it's a bad hand... you giggle.

- Isn't that cheatin'? - What cheatin'?

If you saw guy holdin’ cards that were laughable

you'd wanna giggle, wouldn't ya?

Well, uh, yeah, | guess.

(Fred) ‘So, all I'm sayin’ is’

‘you can go ahead and giggle.’

And if you happen to see a hand that's a sure winner

um...cough.

Cough? What for? I'm not sick.

You will be if you make us lose

all the money for our vacation.

[knocks on door]

How do | look, Fred?

Lucky, I'm in disguise

‘cause the real me'd never be seen in public

with such an ugly girlfriend.

Sorry, we're closed to the public tonight.

Well, ain't that a shame.

Me and my lovely lady

was lookin’ for a charity bazaar.

‘Cause, we've got a whole mess of money here

we'd like to throw around.

Hehe, if you will.

Welcome, stranger.

Make way, fellas, we've got fresh money comin’ in.

Always glad to welcome a new face into the game.

But not you.

thud

Sore head. | just wanted to drop in, not play.

Uh, well, now I'm just a rich country boy, gentlemen.

You'll have to teach me the game.

It'll be our pleasure.

Uh, speaking of pleasure..

[Barney giggles]

Not yet, Barn.

We haven't even started.

Cut for deal.

[instrumental music]

Mind if |, uh, dance

with your lady friend, stranger?

Well, that is uh..

She'd rather just stand around and watch.

No, | wouldn't. I'd rather dance.

It's my favorite song.

Oh, boy.

And I'd rather play poker.

Uh, cut the cards.

Go ahead and dance, little lady.

This is gonna be my lucky night.

(Slate) ‘I've never seen such dumb luck in my life.’

He-he-he. Just smartin’ up to count the money.

Uh, you nice gentlemen aren't leaving, are ya?

I-| should've kept on dancin’.

| guess, uh, we'll be leaving too.

Not just yet, honey-lamb.

Right. I'm still in.

But you promised me a nice vacation

and this sure looks like a nice one to me.

You heard the man, honey.

That old bald eagle thinks

he can beat the best in the West.

[laughing]

My deal.

And this will be my pot.

Uh, honey lamb

uh, how about a drink of water?

There's a pitcher

right behind, Mr. Slate.

[grunting]

You, uh, said something?

Uh, only that I'll open the bidding for ten clams.

I'll see you

and raise you fifty.

He-he-he-he-he, f-f-fifty?

‘Well, | guess, I'll, uh..'

[Barney giggling]

I'll definitely see that 50.

And raise you 50.

[coughing]

I'll see that and raise you another fifty.

Uh, lamby-pie

did | hear you, uh, cough

or was that a g-giggle?

[Barney giggling]

I'll see that and raise you

everything I've got.

[gasping]

Well, if you'll take my check

I'll see you.

Why not? I've got all kings.

And they lose to four aces.

You wanna play rough? I'll show you rough.

Yeaow!

splash

Rubble! Hold on, you phony.

Barney Rubble is your girlfriend?

Huh! Why, after all these years, sir.

| cannot believe, you're not a woman.

Well, can you believe you're both fired?

- Flintstone? - Oh.

Rarr, Rorge.

Oh, it can't be that bad, dear.

It's worse. The leak is my best friend.

- Ree? - No!

My best friend, R.U.D.I. at the office.

Well, I'm sure Mr. Spacely doesn't blame you.

With his business in ruins

just wait, he'll find some way.

R.U.D.I. is my responsibility.

(DiDi) ‘Go ahead, run.'

‘But you can't run forever.’

| don't wanna think about him

hear about him or see him ever again.

Just don't write about him and you'll make me happy.

Oh, mom, I'm so miserable.

| broke up with Rex!

[sobbing]

There, there.

You wanna put your head on my shoulder, Rorge?

No, thanks, | haven't broken up with Mr. Spacely yet.

(Henry) ‘Uh, | don't believe it.’

| tried, but | don't believe it.

What don't you believe, Henry?

Oh, what | saw.

Uh, | don't believe it, and | saw it.

Elroy, what's goin’ on in there?

Uh, you'll see it, but you won't believe it.

(Elroy) ‘It works, dad.'

You won't believe it, but it works.

Uh-huh? Huh! What is it?

(Elroy) ‘It's my time travel machine. '

You're right, | don't believe it works.

Then, how do you explain this?

| don't have to explain it.

You have to explain it.

A young boy like you hiding a girl in the closet.

| don't know, where | am.

Please, help me, master.

(Jane) ‘George, what's going on in there?’

Now, | may have to explain it.

- 'George?' - Quick, put her here, dad.

(Jane) ‘George, is everything alright?’

Uh, everything's fine, dear.

Zap

- What was that? - Oh, that?

Ha, ha. Oh, that's just Elroy and his crazy time machine.

Oh, | don't believe those things for a minute.

Neither do |, dear.

Or do |?

| thought your vacations

didn't start till next week?

When you're a big wheel, Wilma

the boss will let you off anytime.

"Let you go" is more like it.

- 'Well, where are we going?’ - Shh.

You'll see when we get there.

(Wilma) ‘Well, we're sure not seeing much on the way.’

Fred and his surprises.

Yeah, I've had a few of them this week myself.

Quite, Barn.

You girls wanted a vacation you'll never forget.

Well, you're gonna get one.

| just want peace and quite

and to lie back and be waited on hand and foot.

Sounds good to me. Just lead me there.

- We're here. - | don't hear any ukuleles.

Funny, | don't see any lovely hula hands.

| should've left the blindfold on.

What're you grouchin’, about girls?

You wanted peace and quite, you got it.

Nature's beauty is all around us.

You know what they say in the song

"the best things in life are free."

And the worst husbands in life are cheap.

- Yeah. - Okay.

So, it isn't the most

expensive trip in the world.

But you'll be waited on hand and foot.

‘Barney and I'll put up the tents’

‘do all the work, cook all the meals. '

And we've got enough food to feed an army.

burp

Enough for an army or a dogasaurus

whichever gets there first.

It works | tell ya.

You saw it, dad.

Well, uh, I-l saw something alright.

Well, even if it doesn't work

it'd be fun to pretend.

I'd just love to go into the future.

Just to get away from Rex Saturn.

And Mr. Spacely.

It's almost worth a try.

Great. Then 25th century, here we come!

Elroy, are you sure we're going to the future?

Uh, if you know what | mean?

| know what you mean, dad.

‘| got it set for future.’

Rait! What about ree?

Come on, Astro, play to, let's pretend

along with the rest of us.

Oh, boy, alright. Ranks Rorge.

Hang on, everybody.

On to what?

On to each other, just in case

this darn thing works.

[instrumental music]

Okay, dinner everyone.

Hey, where'd everybody go?

- We wanna go home, Fred. - Now!

Give it a chance will ya, Wilma?

What would you do at home, work?

What're you doin’ out here?

Watchin' us work.

You haven't got that tight enough, Barn.

That's as tight as | can get it, Fred.

Do | have to do everything?

There. Now, you see girls.

All you have to do is

lie here in comfort and watch us..

Yeaow!

Make fools out of yourselves.

Like Wilma says, we wanna go home.

Now.

At least give us the chance

to put up the tent.

Sure, we'll give you the chance

but will they?

- 'Giant ants!’ - 'And they're takin’ the tent!’

(Fred) ‘Come on, they're not gettin’ away with it.'

Dino, help! Help!

[barking]

No, Dino, no. Not me, them.

[barking]

Well, what's next on our peaceful, little vacation?

Giant dinosaurs?

Or some wild tribes

that have never seen human beings before.

Will you girls just relax?

Whatever there is, we'll protect ya.

‘Now just go down by the stream and wash up.'

‘We'll put up the tent and get lunch.’

Y-you think there're any wild tribes out there, Fred?

If there are we'll just scare them off

like we did the wild ants.

You scare 'em off.

I'll stand here and shiver.

[buzzing]

- What's that, Fred? - The end of our vacation.

Let's go, girls, you were right. We're goin’ home.

Last one in the car is a rotten dinosaur egg.

We were just starting to enjoy ourselves.

Well, you can enjoy yourselves

a lot more alive than you can dead.

Are you out of your mind?

What're you talking about?

B-b-b-b-b-b-back there.

Th-the-the-the..

Would you like to give it a try, Barney?

Oh, yeah, th-the-the-the..

Well, Betty, we know one thing.

There is "th-the-the-the" over there.

Ooba-dooba, that was some trip.

Wow! | wonder how far in the future we are.

- Or where we are. - Or what planet.

As long as there's boys.

Well, there's plenty of trees.

Whatever it is, | wanna see it.

Wilma, | can't let you do it.

Barney, you go first.

| thought it was women and children first.

| think | hear voices.

Good, | can't wait to see

what the people of the future look like.

Jane, wait.

With all those super vitamins and steroids

the people of the future might be pretty frightening.

I'm not sure this is t he right thing to do, Wilma.

Uh, some of these primitive people

are small and-and scare easy.

Not as easy as we do.

Come on, Fred, Dino will give you a boost

and you can take a look.

Okay, uh, okay.

Uh, okay.

I'll use my anti-gravity belt

and see what | can see.

[whirring]

Hold still, Dino.

[grunting]

- Yike! - Yeow!

It was one of 'em!

| was right, Jane, the future's filled with giants.

They're out of the past, alright.

Some kind of crazy flying nuts.

| say, let's get out of here

while there's still time.

Just because they're big

who's to say they're not friendly.

Who's to say they are?

Just because they can fly

doesn't mean they're enemies.

It doesn't mean they're not.

How are we gonna know if they're friendly or not?

Well, | guess I'm gonna have to find that out, son.

George?

By sending out man's best friend.

| just resigned from the club.

You can't resign.

Yeah, you're our guard dog.

W-w-what do we do, Fred?

Well, we can't send the women out there

and you're too chicken.

- That only leaves one choice. - That's right.

- Dino, you're elected. - Huh?

[instrumental music]

[babbling]

thud

[grunting]

[dramatic music]

thud

[barking]

[barking continues]

Run for your lives!

You heard him, let's go!

[whimpering]

Like master, like pet.

You got that right, come on.

What are we running for, dear?

You heard Astro, for our lives!

Maybe they've gone.

What are we doing, Fred?

They might not even be around anymore.

He's there, he's peeking around from behind that tree.

Yeah, with both heads.

There's two of them, dad.

(Judy) ‘Are they young and good looking?’

- Wrong on both counts. - Let me see.

Holy cowasaurus.

That guy's third head is a girl!

Well, find out if one of those three heads knows how to talk.

Okay, okay.

Yabba-dabba, friend.

Well, one thing, the people of the future

don't waste any words.

Hey, dad, | think he said "friend." Try it.

Hobba-dobba, friend!

Hey, did you recognize that word, Barn?

Well, which one, "hobba" or "dobba?"

He said "friend."

Come on, let's take a chance.

(George) ‘Jane, they're all coming out.’

They do look quaint, don't they?

(Jane) ‘Wow, | hope that's not the way'

‘our descendants are gonna look.’

Maybe we've gone so far into the future

that time has started all over again.

| wonder if they know any other words.

| bet they understand this.

| love your dress!

Well, thank you!

You must tell me who does your hair!

Wilma, you did it.

(Wilma) ‘No big thing, Fred.'

| just used a universal language.

(Fred) 'So this is it, huh?'

‘Now, this is how you got here?’

But where from?

About a hundred miles up.

And a million years in the future.

You must be tired after a trip like that.

(Barney) "You never get tired in one of there.’

Some belt, George.

But, uh, how do | get down?

Your usual way, by fallin’!

Just press the button that says "down!"

Don't make it too complicated for him, George.

Whoa!

Wrong way. Uh, maybe it's this one.

Or maybe, it isn't.

Forget the buttons, just fall!

| think | got it this time.

It's the last button.

Coming through!

Did you get a load of that bird?

He-he-he. Yeah. Especially the beak.

thump

| think Barney was born in the wrong century for flying.

With Barney, any century is the wrong century.

Come on, you staying up there all day?

Uh, maybe even longer.

I-I'm stuck. Help!

Hey, dad, you can use

the magnetized anti-gravity boots.

Hey, how'd that little bag get so big? Magic?

It's just your average expando-matic travel bag.

Hang on, Barney, I'll be right with you.

Well, there's nothing average about that.

(Wilma) ‘Jane, aren't you worried?’

He's gonna fall!

Oh, he's used to it.

| mean, walking upside down.

One of our favorite things at home

is dancing on the celling.

| think daddy's got a new favorite now, mom.

‘Playing horsey back.’

Just call me tall in the saddle.

You've got something here

| can try here before you go home?

Practically anything, Mr. Flintstone.

| don't think we'll be leaving for a while.

What's the problem, Elroy?

I'm not sure yet, dad.

[yelping]

I'll catch you, I'll catch you.

Oh! Oh!

I'm sorry about that, Fred.

Zap

[screeching]

Oh, gee, whiz, George.

| almost had that ringaling dinosaur.

You just press it and you can stop anything.

Boy, this is sure some bag of goodies you got here.

Yeah, but what good are they? They can't get us home.

But they'll do us a lotta good

if they stay around for a while.

Just play along, Barn.

Ah, | don't know, Elroy.

We hadn't counted on coming to the past.

Let alone staying in it.

That's right. I'm not even dressed for it.

Well, | wouldn't mind staying for a while.

I'd like to see what the boys look like.

You're gonna get your chance.

| think | can fix it, but it's gonna take a while.

No problem-o.

You'll come home with us. Won't they, Wilma?

Of course.

But won't that interfere with your vacation?

That was over the minute we saw where they'd taken us.

Then it's all settled. Our home is your home.

And your bag is our bag.

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

So, this is an automobile.

| read all about them in ancient history.

They sure knew how to save fuel in the old days.

But how did they save their legs?

- This way, mom. - Judy, that's cheating.

But it's a great idea.

That's okay, Jane.

We got plenty of power up here.

We'll get you home faster

than you can say "Jack Robinstone."

Sure nice what your doing for them, Fred.

What they're gonna do for us will be even nicer.

The Slate Rock and Gravel annual picnic

is comin’ up this weekend.

Yeah, without us.

We've been fired, remember?

Barn, | also remember that Slate loses all the events

to Turk Tarpit's Company with monotonous regularity.

Yeah, not only that, he never wins.

But if we have the Jetson's bag of goodies

‘he's winning this time.’

‘And we're winning our jobs back.'

Gee, Fred, | hope we don't lose for winnin’.

(Fred) ‘Behold, Flintstone Manor!'

How do you like it, George?

Got it on sale at Season Road Rock.

Hm, eh, it's very comfy.

Made of genuine shale.

Uh...| kinda thought so.

And if you wanna take a nap..

(Barney) ‘That will really put you to sleep. '

The main thing is we want you to be comfortable.

Oh, | am. Uh, we are.

| hope Judy's enjoying her shower.

[yelling]

Sounds like Judy.

[chuckles]

Well, sometimes it takes the shower water

a little time to warm up.

But I'll bet you, Wilma's making Jane

feel right at home in the kitchen.

Exactly what is this, Wilma?

Um, never mind, maybe | don't wanna know.

What you should know is..

Oh!

Don't hold food over the Pigasaurus disposal.

Was that Jane?

She probably just tried some of Wilma's leftovers.

Very funny, Barney.

We're trying to make these people feel at home.

Oh, you are, Fred.

| just wish there was some way to repay you.

Oh, we'll think of something.

[laughing]

[upbeat music]

[indistinct chatter]

Come on, George, we're a little late.

Well, | feel a little

uh, that is , this outfit.

It's a little drafty.

Designers in Orbit City would charge a fortune

for outfit's like these.

| just hope | don't look too yucky.

You?

| can hear my friends laughing

all the way from the future.

Here's a couple of clams, Wilma.

Treat the girls to a ride

while we tend to business.

Have you ever been on a Bronto Slide?

- Oh! - Oh, guess she hasn't.

Come on, we'll scream right along with you.

Go ahead, mom, | wanna check out another animal.

[rock music]

Oh, dear diary, here we go again.

(male announcer) ‘And the winner of the sack race is Turk Tarpit.'

You picked up where you left off last year, Slate.

Losin’, which is what you're gonna do this year.

‘Cause a loser is a loser, is a loser.

[laughing]

Upsy daisy.

What are you doin’ here, Flintstone?

This is for employees only, not ex-employees.

Before you give me the "ex," Mr. Slate

I'd like you to meet my

uh, distant cousin, George Jetson.

How are you but you're still fired.

And if your cousin, no offense, sir

were working for me, he'd be fired, too!

But my cousin might come in handy in the races, sir.

A skinny runt like him?

No offense, sir, but there's no way.

‘How about this way, Mr. Slate?’

Take off, cousin.

[instrumental music]

squawk

squawk

You're right, Flintstone.

There may be a way.

[[ggy and the Sandstones singing Bedrock Rock]

[screaming]

~ Judy Jetson sweet 16 I

S Once she makes the Bedrock scene J

~ She will be become the village queen f

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

f Oh the guys will die f

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~ And she'll know why J

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~ Each dude will sigh

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~< Yeah she's mine oh mine f

~ Each boy there who won't dance f

~ Each gets a tune each gets a chance J

~ But only one will she romance

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

J I'll stall the ride J

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

~ And with my smile f

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

~ And lots of style I

~ You'll be mine oh mine J

Oh mine Oh mine Sf

[guitar solo]

~ The band will play till almost dawn f

~ The old boys will all be gone I

~ But we'll keep rockin’ on and on J

S We'll do the Bedrock rock I

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

S She'll draw me near f

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

f And in my ear f

£ You'll do the Bedrock rock JJ

(male announcer) ‘And now the contestants’

‘for the Dinosaur shoe pitching contest.’

‘Representing their respective companies'

‘leading the competition’

‘this afternoon with two wins'

"Turk Tarpit.'

‘And with no wins, as usual, Nate Slate.’

‘The first man with two ringers wins the match.’

Watch how it's done, loser.

swoosh

Hey you see that, Barn?

Yeah, Tarpit's got a ringer for his ringers.

We got something even better.

Here's where you could use a little help, Mr. Slate.

And for our jobs back and double our salaries

our cousin will make you a winner.

For that price I'll make myself a winner.

swoosh

So that's the way you wanna play?

How much will that cost me again?

Our jobs plus triple our salaries.

[grunting]

You got the go ahead, dad.

How are you gonna help him?

The gravity-magnet boots.

Bye-bye, loser.

swoosh

[chiming]

Oh, too bad.

For you, cheater.

swoosh

[chiming]

[whooshing]

clunk

(male announcer) ‘And the winner by default’

‘Nate Slate. '

A win in this next event

and you'll be even with him, Mr. Slate.

As one of my valued employees

| appreciate what you're doing, Flintstone.

And as one of your valued vice presidents

you'll appreciate it more, sir.

You! A vice president?

(male announcer) ‘And now, the next to last event.’

‘A dash over a bed of hot coal.’

Hot coals?

Vice president with stock options.

(male announcer) "To the starting line, gentlemen.’

Yeah, that means you, Mister, uh, Vice President.

You want it, you gotta earn it.

The flying belt please, George.

You're gonna need it, Fred.

‘Otherwise, you'll be one Vice President

‘medium rare.'

You think this is playin’ fair, Fred?

Why don't you ask him, dad?

Go to it, Fred.

On your marks, Gentlemen.

Get set.

‘Get set.’

Hey, what does he want from me?

It's new gum.

plop

[instrumental music]

Fool around with the vice president, will you?

[chuckles]

thump

Yikes!

Fred, you won!

splash

When you're hot, you're hot.

One more win and you might even get a bonus

Mr. Vice President.

One more win and you can call me partner.

[laughing]

[grunting]

Never, I'll never call you partner

because you'll never be a partner.

(male announcer) ‘The final event will determine the grand winner.’

‘Who will catch the wild Pigasaurus in the mud?’

Eh, Mr. Slate, it will be synch for my cousin.

He can stop the pig right in his tracks

with this gadget.

Well, I'm stopping this hog

before he takes over my company.

I'm doing this on my own.

(Turk) ‘Here's mud in your eyes, Slate.’

[laughing]

Any time you're ready.

[squealing]

bang

Anytime you're ready, partner.

Partner? Never!

[grunting]

[Slate yelling]

I'm ready, partner.

Set it on pig skin and do your stuff.

[Turk yelling]

splat

[cheering]

Okay, piggy, go to papa.

[beeping]

(Fred) "You got him, partner.’

Now | got you.

Get ready to crown a new champion.

[Astro barking]

What the..

I'll catch you, I'll catch you.

You dumb ditsy dinosaur.

[Astro barking]

- Astro, watch out! - No, Dino. No!

[Astro barking]

Oh, no!

[barking]

[grunting]

[Astro barking]

Uh!

[Astro barking]

(male announcer) ‘The winner and still champion’

"Turk Tarpit.'

And the loser and always the loser

Mud Puss Slate.

Eh, sir, never mind the partnership.

I'll settle for vice president.

Flintstone, you, Rubble

and your weirdo cousin

get out of my sight forever!

Uh, Fred, does this mean we're fired again?

[grunting]

Oh, Mr. Spacely, what can | do for you

this lovely day?

If you'd kept your eyes open, you'd see it's a rotten day.

And I'm here to get the figures on just how rotten it is.

[beeping]

(all) Laid off, laid off

laid off, laid off.

Oh, business is that bad, huh?

And it's all because of your friend George.

He's the leak and his disappearance proves it.

B-b-but, Mr. Spacely--

(Mr. Spacely) ‘Save it, he isn't worthy of your love and devotion. '

| wish | had a friend like you.

(S.A.R.A) ‘Hm-m-m-m, R.U.D.1.'

- ‘It's me.' - Hello.

‘Are you alone, R.U.D.I., dear?’

N-n-no, s-s-shh.

Eh, what was that? Did you say something?

Look, I'm through wasting words over that micro-brained Jetson.

From now on, it's search and destroy.

That was close, sweetkins.

"You wouldn't be keeping anything from me’

‘would you, lovey-doo?'

I'm yours from the top of my oscillator

to the bottom of my rheostat.

‘Look, Rosie, I'm just a maintenance man.’

Elroy is the time machine wiz.

But you could try, Elroy left these instructions.

snip snip

"Uh, time machine retriever.

To be used in extreme emergencies."

(Mr. Spacely) ‘Come out, Jetson, | know you're in there.’

Sounds like you got another emergency to work on.

Right, coming. Oops, sorry about that.

So am |.

(Mr. Spacely) ‘If you won't come out, I'm comin’ in.'

thud thud

Oh, Mr. Spacely.

- It's okay, Mac, he's harmless. - Harmless?

Just watch me when | get a hold of that coward, Jetson.

Jetson, come out, wherever you are.

Jetson, Jetson, Jetson!

I'll get you, Jetson.

Sure a lotta noise in here.

Mac, what did you do to the door?

You're supposed to help me fix things, not break 'em down!

Beep beep. Beep beep.

It was Mr. Spacely.

Where is he?

Where is he? That's what | wanna know.

He's here, somewhere and I'm gonna find him.

Jetson!

Mac, you better fix that door.

| wish someone would fix Mr. Spacely.

- Uh-ho, here he comes again. - Where is he?

He's ruined my business and now he's not man enough to face me.

You see, Mr. Spacely, Elroy was working on this time machine

and everybody just disappeared.

Time machine? Disappeared?

How much did Jetson pay you to make up that one?

You're ruined, Jetson! The last refuge.

Stay out of Mr. J's auto dresser, Mr. Spacely.

He doesn't like anyone wearin’ his..

Oh, too late.

[whirling]

I'll get that Jetson if itis the last thing | do.

(Elroy) | need a good old pair of pliers.

(Fred) These are about as old as they get around here.

It's not easy working with nuts all your life.

| hate to see you thinking about leaving, George.

It's gonna be kinda lonesome around here

without you and that little expando-matic bag.

Yeah, it did everything

including getting us fired again.

Sorry, | couldn't help you fellows get your jobs back.

But | gotta get home and see if | can save my own.

Well, at least the girls didn't find out.

If they knew Mr. Slate fired us for good

who knows what they would have done.

| Know what they would have done.

(Wilma) ‘We would have killed you, that's what we would have done. '

They would have killed us

that's what we would have, yike..

- That's right, Fred. - | second the emotion.

Would you wait till we've gone?

| hate to see cave men cry.

Well, you may see your daugNter cry.

We have to leave just when I'm getting to know Iggy.

Oh, he's adorable.

Mwah.

From what this control panel's

telling me, nobody is gonna be leavin’.

| can't get it to work right.

(Barney) ‘Gee, to bad.'

Yeah. Too bad.

Maybe a couple of knocks from this club will do it.

Are you kiddin'?

Well, it always works on our mastodon washing machine.

That's because you're knocking them awake.

[machine beeping]

[all cheering]

Just needed a little stone age technology.

How ‘bout that, Fred?

Now | know what time machines run on.

Club power.

How is the time machine retriever comin’, Mr. O?

It's not comin’. It's already here.

Of course, | wish Elroy were here to look it over.

Well, let's plug it in.

Maybe you'll get your wish and mine, too.

[Rosie beeping]

How's this, George?

A little closer together and relax.

Watch the birdy.

It's all we ever hear.

Watch the birdy. Watch the birdy.

[Astro barking]

Look out, Astro.

Dino, get over here if you wanna get in this picture.

That's okay, Fred.

I'll be able to remember Dino without a picture.

Hold it, hold it

[Zapping]

I-I-| said hold it, not disappear.

Oh, no, the wrong family went back to the future.

(Rosie) "You think it'll work, Mr. O?'

Well, something's sure workin’.

What's that?

Well, it's not an earthquake, we're not on Earth.

(Rosie) ‘It must me Mr. J. and the family coming back.’

Look out!

swoosh

[Zapping]

[Fred stammering]

Well, you know, that had more kick than a Bronto Fizz.

Wow, time travel sure must be tough.

Oh, my, look what it's done to Mr. J.

(Henry) ‘Yeah, and it sure hasn't helped Elroy and Judy either.’

Now-now-now don't panic, until | figure out where we are.

Well, yeah, then we'll panic.

| just did, Fred, | think

we just found your strange flying tribe.

I'll tell you what | think.

We landed in the future instead of the Jetsons.

Mr. J., is that you?

Oh, boy, now that's what | call a real

strange looking tribe, Fred.

[stammering] Yabba-dabba, friend.

Mr. J., you learned a whole new language?

How about that, Fred?

| never heard a tin can talk before.

[instrumental music]

thud thud

[grunting]

thud thud thud

It's okay, Mac.

They-they didn't mean any harm.

Hey, you see, folks, or whatever

we were trying to get the Jetsons back

from, uh, wherever they were.

The Jetsons? Oh, we just left them.

Yeah, five minutes ora million years ago

according to how you look at it.

We got here by mistake.

You see, we were all lined up to take a picture.

Yeah, |, uh, | wonder how that turned out.

Well, I'd like to send you back to find out

uh, but I'm afraid it's gonna take some work.

| don't believe it.

You mean we're stuck here

a million years from home?

Well, you wanted a vacation, Wilma, you got one.

[laughing]

Oh, yeah?

Well, | got a vacation I'd like to send you on.

Now, as the head of this family, it's my responsibility

to see that none of you get discouraged.

We're stuck here in a strange land

and we may be here for quiet a while.

| don't want any sniveling or complaining.

You're gonna have to make the best of it.

Well, that outta do it, George, old boy.

| just wish I'd already done it.

Ah, huh, Judy, honey, | know getting stuck here is a shock.

It's, uh, gonna be tough on all of us.

Uh, just a second, daddy. It's ringing.

| want you to know, your old dad is here for you

anytime you wanna cry on his shoulder.

Hi, lggy, guess who.

Yeah, we're still here. Isn't that great?

Oh, sure | can.

Tonight, tomorrow, anytime.

Beautiful, that's the spirit, honey.

A stiff upper lip, that's my girl.

| just hope Elroy isn't heart broken.

- Elroy, eh, son. - Oh, hi, dad.

Look at this, it takes what ever this green stuff is

‘and chews it right up.’

That's called grass, son.

| remember it from ancient history.

‘Now, son, | know this is difficult for you.’

Heck, no, he's doing all the work.

At last, somebody who appreciates me.

No matter how tough it is, son

we've gotta stand up and face it.

Now, watch this, dad. It makes the lawn grow.

Because into every life, some rain must fall.

[sputtering]

(Jane) ‘George, | need your help.’

My help? Coming, Jane.

That's what I'm here for, Jane, to help you through

a frightening and impossible situation.

One for the family and one for you.

One for the family and one for you.

You can't take this on alone, Jane.

We gotta help each other.

That's the spirit, dear.

Would you take this plate of snacks to the kids?

The courage of this family.

Sure glad you had that little talk with them, George.

Maybe they'll have a little talk with you

when you get back and face Mr. Spacely.

If we ever do get back.

It's gonna be tough, real tough.

But we're gonna have to find the courage to live with it.

Anything else | can help you with, Mr. Flintstone, sir?

Ah, give me a minute, I'll think of somethin’.

Oh, that Jetson sure knew how to live.

Hey, Fred, lookie, | figured out how to get

the food outta this thingamajig.

Hey, great.

Now, | gotta figure out how to get it of the walls.

splat

Oh, my face.

Oh, dear, oh, dear, off button, off button!

Oh, a little more of that bubbly water

if you please.

| wonder how the girls are doing, Fred.

(Wilma) Yow!'

Not as good as we are.

(Betty) ‘Are you okay?'

| will be when | figure out which buttons

to push on this hairstyler.

| didn't have to push any.

| just opened the top of this funny box

called "make-up" and the hands did the rest.

Ah!

You're right, ah!

Ah!

Uh-oh, too late.

- Don't say that. - Yeah, just do something.

[whirring]

thud thud thud

(Mr. Spacely) ‘| Know you're in there, Jetson.’

‘| can here voices. '

"You won't get away this time. I'm comin’ in'

thud

Jeez, | guess that door is just for show, Fred.

Fred, huh? Well, that doesn't fool me a bit.

And neither does this ridiculous disguise, Jetson.

- Ooh. - Good heavens, man!

That thing is your face.

- And I'm not Jetson. - Then you..

No-not me, I'm not Jetson, either. See?

- Ow! - Then, where is he?

Well, uh, uh, you see, he was gonna come back.

But it got kinda delayed.

Yeah, by us.

We took his time machine.

Not that time machine again.

[explosion]

| guess | just kinda unfixed the time machine.

Looks like you folks won't be

going back to Bedrock for a spell.

We're stuck here in the future?

| don't think my hair will stand it.

You folks really aren't from around here, are you?

That's right, we're from Bedrock.

About a million years back that way.

If it were true, if it were only true.

[instrumental music]

Yes, yes.

[music continues]

Who cares if it's true, they're here.

But, what about Mr. J?

He may never come back.

So, let the dinosaurs have him.

Spacely's Sprockets is on the move again.

We're going ahead, backwards.

(George) ‘Jane, Jane, there's no hot water.'

| know, dear.

Eat your cereal, Elroy.

Yuck! This tastes like grass, mom.

It is grass, dear.

Sorry, mom, my stomach tells me

I'm hungry enough to eat anything

but my mouth won't corporate.

Jane, have you seen my shower this morning?

The elephant disappeared.

So has my hippo vacuum cleaner.

My lizard can opener.

And the bird needle on my record player.

| can't play Iggy's album anymore.

We may all disappear if we don't get some food in us soon.

Mom's right.

| can't live on love alone, daddy.

Well, it looks like somebody's gonna

have to get a job and fast.

[groans] Who else?

Let's hope Mr. Slate is smiling

when he hears Flintstone's, uh..

cousin is looking for a job.

Flintstone's cousin?

Throw him out of here.

And | ought to throw you out, too.

If the rock you were diggin’ were as hard as your head

your business wouldn't be in the hole it's in.

Well, they can burry me before I'd sell out to you.

(George) ‘Uh, excuse me, Mr. Slate.’

I'm George Jetson.

- You remember me? - Remember you?

Ever since | saw you, I've been trying to forget you.

Now, get out!

Wait a minute. | remember you.

You were that crazy guy at the picnic.

[chuckles] Uh, uh, well, uh, | better be going.

Hold on! You were flyin’ all over the place.

Walkin’ on things upside down.

| saw you.

Ah, | didn't mean any harm.

Harm? | never saw anything like it.

Neither has anyone else around here.

It was out of this world.

Hey, | bet you they'd pay a fortune to see it again.

You really think so?

| can see it now.

Turk Tarpit presents

"The flying man from out of this world."

You're gonna have to talk to me

if you wanna do business with my partner.

Right, partner?

Right.

And now, to open my newest quarry

| give you the first wonder of the world.

From the pits to the heavens

here he comes.

[audience cheering]

‘And now, Tarpit Production..'

Huh?

Oh, yeah.

In conjunction with Slate Enterprises

presents the man from out of this world

‘in a daring flight through the fiery hoop of death.’

[audience gasping]

[audience cheering]

Whoa! What kind of bird is that anyway?

Are you kiddin’? A cuckoo. What else?

thump

(male announcer) ‘And here he is'

‘direct form Bedrock, the one you've been waiting to see.’

The man from the future, flying into your hearts

George Jetson.

[audience cheering]

[tire screeching]

Jane? Jane?

Oh, George.

You bought a new car.

Uh, well, that's all | thought I'd be buying.

But with the money rolling in

| bought the whole car lot and half a down town Bedrock.

| know this, uh, might change our lifestyle.

That's what | thought when | walked

into Bloomingstones department store.

Looks like you bought out half of Bloomingstones.

Oh, no, George.

With the money you gave me, | bought the whole store.

‘Along with three beauty saloons'

‘and a couple of health spas.’

Don't tell me. Judy bought a couple of new record albums.

Well, not exactly.

Hi, daddy. You remember Iggy.

Well, I'm the new manger of his band.

And with the big allowance you gave her

she also bought Tower Rock Records and the Bedrock

coliseum where the band will be opening this weekend.

You know, Jane, life at Bedrock may not be so bad after all.

This is Dan Rathmoon and I'm standing here

with the miracle of our age or any age.

‘Four genuine Stone Age people from over a million years ago.'

How does it feels to be here in another century?

[clamoring]

Hold it!

| can answer that.

It was quite a responsibility getting us here in one piece.

But luckily, | was up to it.

And you are?

Fred Flintstone, of the Bedrock Flintstones.

Like | said when we got here

that trip through time had more kick than a Bronto Fizz.

[laughing]

But, Fred, | was the one who said..

Um, admit it now, you've always wanted to meet someone from

a million years ago.

As long as it wasn't a blind date.

[laughing]

No, but, seriously.

Here he is, the one and only

‘Fred Flintstone.’

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Hold it! Can we talk?

You promised to be on the Jet River Show tonight.

Can we talk?

No. He's mine.

- He's mine. - He's mine.

Correction, you two.

Fred Flintstone belongs to the universe.

Tonight, he does. Tomorrow, he belongs to me.

This document bearing my signature

right here officially makes you and your money

majority partner in this quarry

with all the duties that go with it.

Uh, now, I'll get out of your way, partner.

So, you can handle your first duty.

Uh, wait a minute.

What's that pounding?

thump thump thump

(Slate) ‘It's just a little a labor dispute.’

"The Digging Dinosaur's Union is on strike.’

Nothing you can't handle, old buddy.

Old partner.

‘Squawk, squawk, squawk, squawk.'

[choking] Squawk, squawk..

If someone would invent the bell

you wouldn't hear a squawk out of me.

Hello? George Jetson speaking.

Mr. Jetstone, Goldbrick here.

Former president and now chief purchasing officer of your bank.

Uh, yes, Mr. Goldbrick?

‘Some good news, sir.’

You're now the owner of the Bedrock plaza hotel

and barber shop plus the Stone View condominium.

Fine, | could use some good news right now.

‘Yes. Well, I've got some of the other kind, too.'

You've had a little plumbing problem at the condo.

‘Perhaps you better come over and take a look.'

I'll have a row boat waiting.

We're a small town, Mrs. Jetson.

We're not used to these kinds of sales.

Don't expect too much.

[screaming]

Is it expecting too much to hope | get out of this alive?

f Village queen J

~ She'll do the Bedrock.. JJ

| think you're a hit.

Baby, you know it.

[cheering]

[groans] Did | really have to go back

a million years to go through this again?

[instrumental music]

So, this is where George worked.

That was his chair.

And there's the button he pushed everyday.

Hm, seems kind of quite around here now.

Thanks to that sneak, Cogswell.

But | got a secret plan to wipe Cogswell right of the map.

‘And the most famous man in the universe today'

‘is gonna help me.’

You must mean me.

Or maybe he means..

Oh, | love this plan!

I'm making you my spokesman.

Spacely Stone Aged Sprocket man.

| love it!

They're gone now.

Anything new, my precious sweetums?

Well, uh, yes.

But | can't tell you that

Flintstone is gonna be Spacely Stone Aged Sprocket man.

[instrumental music]

Back in business, Cogswell?

But Cogswell had you on the ropes.

(male #1) ‘What are you gonna do about Cogswell?’

You ought to know a bad man can keep a good man down.

[laughing]

What's the big surprise?

Well, the first surprise is our guest of honor.

For the most important investors and buyers in the universe

the most famous man in the universe

direct from the Stone Age

‘Fred Flintstone.’

[all cheering]

Thank you, thank you.

I'm touched at the way you've taken this

poor little cave man to your hearts.

What about the other little fellow who was with you?

(Fred) ‘What other fellow?’

Oh, him?

Well, you know some men know how to seize an opportunity..

...and some men don't.

And now, ladies and gentleman.

You're gonna see someone who does know how.

Just watch the hologram.

Ladies and gentleman, | can't thank my good friend

Spacely enough for inviting me here today.

W-w-what are you doing here, Cogswell?

And for inviting all these fine movers and shakers

of the universe to hear my surprising announcement.

Yours?

Get out of my presentation.

‘Cogswell Cogs have existed’

‘as long as time itself.’

And what better way to present this

than through our dynamic spokesman

The Cogswell Caveman Barney Rubble.

‘The official sookesman for Cogswell Cogs.’

Great idea, Cogswell.

He stole it.

Where do we sign up?

Here, with me.

I'm getting over to the Cogswell plant right now.

No. No, it's not fair.

No, please, | never had a chance.

He's stolen every idea | ever had.

As the official Cogswell Cogs caveman

I'd like to say..

Say it fast, 'cause the next thing anyone's

gonna hear is you yellin' for help.

Help!

Hah! | told you.

(George) ‘Elroy? Somebody? Quick, open the door.'

Dad, | didn't Know you were working for the fire department.

l-| own the fire department.

Oh, were you at the fire?

Not this time.

My anti gravity boots and | were up a tree

rescuing a helpless little saber tooth kitty

who followed me..

"...home.'

Boy, he almost got you, dad.

He didn't mean any harm, Elroy.

He-he was just grateful.

A little too grateful.

[barking]

thud

Where's your father, Elroy?

You're standin’ on him.

Sorry, dear. | didn't mean to walk all over you.

That's alright, dear. Everybody else has.

| think | Know how you feel.

I've had it with everything.

The department store, the beauty saloon.

The health spas.

Nothing but problems.

(Judy) ‘No, you can't come in.'

"You can keep your groupies and..'

",..lose my phone number.’

Uh-oh.

Men! | don't want any part of 'em.

thud

Well, there may not be much left of your father.

Gee, I'm sorry, daddy.

But I'm fed up!

| know, honey.

| think we'd all like our old lives back again.

But without the time machine, it's hopeless.

(Henry) ‘I'm afraid this time machine is hopeless.’

‘Just can't be fixed.’

Hopeless? Hopeless?

Does not compute?

beep beep beep

Mr. Orbit, hopeless is a word | do not

have in my vocabulary bank.

| wish it weren't in mine, Rosie.

But I've done everything a human knows how to do

and | can't get this thing to work.

Then | think it's time for someone else to take over.

(R.U.D.1) "The Stone Age? Our George?’

‘Back in the Stone Age?’

Oh, no. He's not equipped to handle that.

No more than Mr. Orbit is to handle the time machine.

There are turbo-astral-cosmos equations necessary.

You have the power to complete them.

You also have another power.

The power of caring for Mr. J.

That's a power | haven't been using lately.

[sniffling]

Please, R.U.D.I.

[sniffling]

Do it for both of us.

R.U.D.I., who is that?

Oh, uh, just an old friend.

Does that old friend know what we mean to each other?

Well, uh, not exactly.

Well, get rid of her right now!

B-but, S.A.R.A., wait a minute.

Right now!

| think | understand, R.U.D.I.

| guess an old friend like Mr. J

doesn't mean as much as your new girlfriend.

Wait, Rosie!

I'll help.

We'll get Mr. J back.

clang clang clang

Hi, there. Uh, you know me.

I'm the Cogswell Cogs Caveman.

Back in the Stone Age where | came from

we could only dream of Cogswell Cogs.

But now that I've moved up a few centuries

| wouldn't wanna be with out 'em.

And I'm gonna be without you, you chiseler.

(Wilma) ‘Fred, what are you doing?’

What | should've done a week ago.

That should've been me doing those commercials.

Hey, uh, look what fell out of the window.

(Barney) ‘Lucky | caught it.’

Too bad you didn't catch it on your head.

Something bothering you, Fred?

Yeah. You are!

But no more.

Fred, you can't do that.

(Fred) ‘Watch me.'

Whoa.

But, Fred, he's your friend.

A friend who stole, cheated and sabotaged me.

Hey, there-there's no land to land on.

Fred, you would've done the same thing.

How do you know? | didn't get the chance.

Let go of my husband!

Suits me.

Yeow!

Wilma's right, Fred.

You would've stolen, cheated and sabotaged Barney.

So, what? That's what he always does.

What's the big deal?

Are you defending that caveman con artist?

He's my caveman con artist.

Uh, girls..

(Betty) "You keep out of this.'

But-but-but, girls..

You heard her. Butt out.

And as far as I'm concerned

you can both butt out of our lives from now on.

Oh, suits me fine.

Me, too.

Right, Barn?

Uh, Barn?

- Oh! - Oh!

Barney!

(Barney) ‘Hey, uh, do me a favor, will you?’

Next time you fight over me

do it a little closer to the ground.

(Jane) ‘No, | don't Know anything about alligator water skiing.’

| didn't even know | owned the lake.

Besides, I'm exhausted.

| just finished teaching aerobrocs at my health spas.

All six of them.

George, can you get the door?

| got it.

thud

Uh, actually it got itself.

Hi, Mr. Goldbrick.

Uh, you're not smiling.

We made a few bad investment at the bank.

We're out of money and some

of the depositors are little anxious.

[clamoring]

Well, I'm getting a little fed up myself, Mr. Goldbrick.

But no more.

whoosh

Here. Here's everything I've got.

The deed to the bank

fire department, the condos

and Downtown Bedrock.

(Jane) ‘George, you can't do that.’

It's not fair to the rest of us.

Jane, they're my problem.

| got a right to dump ‘em if | want to.

Only if we can dump ours, too.

Here's the department store, the beauty saloon

the health spa and the lake | don't even own.

If you're collecting troubles, you can have Iggy

the music store and the rock coliseum.

Don't think it hasn't been fun, Mr. Goldbrick.

[grunting]

[instrumental music]

Move the quadro quotient to gamma-gamma

to the sixth power.

Of course. Why didn't | think of that?

Probably because you never heard of it.

beep beep

That's a good reason.

"Quadro quotient..

...gamma-gamma to the sixth power."

Correction made.

(Rosie) ‘Still no response from the control panel.’

(R.U.D.1) ‘| don't understand. '

It should compute.

There is one possible solution.

‘Have you turned the o-o-on switch?'

Oh, of course.

Why didn't | think of that?

beep beep beep

Probably 'cause you never heard of it.

[machine pulsating]

(Henry) 'We did it!’

(Rosie) ‘It works!

‘Yay!

As George would say, "Hooba-dooba."

All systems are go.

Which brings to mind one question. Who's gonna go?

| have the answer to that, Mr. Orbit.

It's my family.

I'm the one who's gonna go.

It is a dangerous trip, Rosie.

Maybe too dangerous.

[sobbing]

| love you too, Mac.

But my family took a chance and so will I.

beep beep beep

| shouldn't let you do it, Rosie.

But I'm proud of you.

[Zapping]

Good luck, Rosie.

[dramatic music]

[Zapping]

Oh, some trip!

That had a better kick than one of Mr. J's

Jupiter joy juice cocktails.

beep beep beep

thud

A lot better.

With Mr. J's joy juice, you only fall off the couch.

‘This must be a forest.’

Oh, bet Astro really loves this place.

Mr. J!

Mr. J., I'm here, Mr. J.

Mrs. J!

Elroy!

Judy!

beep beep beep

‘Mr. Jetson.’

‘Who's there?’

It's me, Rosie.

Oh, thank goodness they heard me.

[horse neighs]

[dramatic music]

[hooves thundering]

‘Out of my way, varmint.'

boing

clang

Phew! Wherever this is

the robots aren't very friendly.

End this now or prepare to die, villain.

thud thud

Halt, knave! I'll bring you down.

thud thud thud

What made you drive all the way here, George?

| don't know, Jane.

| just wanted to get as far away from everything as | could.

Well, that's not far enough away from Iggy Sandstone.

Hey, dad, | think | recognize this place.

Of course, it's the same place

we landed in the time machine.

Ha ha ha. How about that?

Is that a coincidence?

Gee, | was hoping the time machine was here.

[sighs] So was I, son.

| was hoping there was some way we could get away from that

hectic life in Bedrock.

| want to get away from bronto-breath.

Oh, yeah? Arf, arf, arf.

(Astro) ‘Go away. Get lost.’

[sighs] Well, there's no time machine.

And no way out of here.

So much for miracles that'll never happen.

Let's go.

(Jane) ‘Are we stuck, George?’

Yeah, on a rock.

Maybe it's an omen.

Huh! Omen?

You can forget the omen

along with the miracles.

[machine whirring]

(Elroy) ‘Or time machines, huh, dad?'

[dramatic music]

Mr. J. My family.

Rosie!

(all) Oh, Rosie.

Rosie to the rescue!

But who's gonna rescue Rosie?

Rosie, Rosie, | rove you.

| love affection, even if it kills me.

[laughing]

And it may.

It's just that we're so glad to see you, Rosie.

Not to mention the time machine.

I'll drink to that.

Rev it up, Elroy, and let's get out of here.

[clamoring]

Hooga hooga hooga.

Hooga hooga hooga hooga.

Well, it's better than going around saying

"Polly want a cracker."

Judy, please, | got something to talk to you about.

You might as well be talking to yourself, Iggy.

‘Cause I'm not listening.

Well, than how about looking?

Oh, how lovely.

Yes, they are.

But you see, we're kind of in a hurry, Iggy.

Well, it probably won't take

very long if | just listen.

Judy, | was wrong.

Those other girls, they were just fans.

Sure, your adoring fans.

Just the kind you wanted.

The kind | thought | wanted.

But they didn't mean anything.

Not like you do.

If | could believe you meant that..

- Ready to go, dad. - Right, son.

Uh, Judy, sweetheart, we're ready to go.

Daddy, do we have to go?

Uh, right now?

If we don't, we're liable to miss our chance.

What about my chance? Here?

Well, honey, | guess we'll just have to count on your

making the right decision.

It's not fair.

When two people finally find each other

the last thing they want

is to be separated.

Why do we have to be?

Where are you going?

Can | go with you?

It's a long way, Iggy.

Maybe we'll meet again sometime.

Bye.

mwah

[Zapping]

| don't wanna hear "The Jetsons are gone."

| don't wanna hear "Rosie's gone."

[sobbing]

Looks like you're going, Mr. Spacely.

Put me down, you mechanical monster.

- Put him down, Mac. - Ooh.

Mac and | are just a little upset, Mr. Spacely.

You see, Rosie went out to find the Jetsons

and now, we can't find her.

[sobbing]

Who cares? Cogswell stole my best idea.

And how, you ask?

Jetson!

He's haunting me from a million years ago.

| wish he was here to defend himself, sir.

| don't care if he's here or not.

[sobbing]

(George) ‘Cheer up, Mr. Spacely.'

‘We're back!’

That's a lousy imitation, Orbit.

And not very funny.

That's no imitation.

They're back!

Oh, boy.

Ooh, who's back?

It's me, boss.

George Jetson.

Thank you for those tears of joy.

| never thought I'd be saying this, Mr. Spacely

but I'm sure glad to see you.

What you're seeing is a ruined man, Jetson.

A man that you helped ruin.

Excuse me, Mr. Spacely.

Dad, could you help me in here?

Sure, son.

Who's gonna help me?

What about my company?

My reputation? My life?

What am | gonna do?

What? What?

What is that intriguing looking contraption?

It's called an automobile.

A million years ago style.

That's not just an automobile, Elroy.

That's a miracle.

| can see it now.

George, it's so good to see you

and your family home.

(George) ‘Thanks R.U.D.I.'

Pipe down, you automated idiot.

Can't you see I'm on a roll?

| can see it all now.

Uh, excuse me, Mr. Spacely.

Maybe you better not roll in front of R.U.D.1.

It's okay, R.U.D.I is back in the right circuit, Mr. J.

Without him, we could have never gotten you back home.

I'm back home, too, George.

S.A.R.A's a thing of the past.

I'm glad, R.U.D.1.

But, please, don't mention the past.

Anyway, who cares about the past?

Unless you are using the past to make yourself a future.

(Cogswell) ‘| had him on the ropes. '

| had him through the ropes.

What's he doin' over there?

I'm afraid | don't know, sir.

Me! Who's made sabotage a way Of life.

| can't let him get back in business now.

| wish | could help, sir.

But as Humphrey Bumgart would have said

"My story went straight."

There must be somebody

someone who can get into Spacely's plant.

Ah-ha! | think | know just the one.

This will go down as the greatest

idea since chocolate chip cookies.

There it is, my ticket to fame and fortune.

(Spacely) ‘Nostalgia buffs all over the galaxy will go'

‘crazy for one of Spacely's Stone Age specials.'

[chuckles] How about that?

Our Stone Age car is a wave of the future.

If this goes off without the hitch, Jetson

you may be in for a raise.

Oh, don't worry, sir.

There'll be no leak this time.

(Barney) ‘Wow, look at all the cars.'

Uh, which one is yours, Fred?

| don't know this person.

And | don't talk to persons | don't know.

Sure, you know me, Fred.

I'm the one you dropped out of the window.

Wait a minute, robot.

What are you doing here?

You're working for that conniving conman, Cogswell.

(male on PA system) ‘Red alert! There's a spy in the premises. '

‘Red alert.’

He's working overtime for Cogswell.

Spying! Guys like you should be shot at dawn.

No way, Fred. | don't get up that early.

Anyway, | could never be a spy.

I'm too chicken.

[Astro barking]

He's right. Look!

(George) ‘It's Sentro!'

(Spacely) ‘Cogswell canine contraption.’

‘He's taking pictures of the whole thing.’

I'm ruined! He's beat me again.

Not yet, Mr. Spacely.

I'll chase him and you head him off.

[dramatic music]

Hey, wait for me.

clank clank clank

clank clank clank

Come back, you mechanical snoop.

Yaow!

Got you.

Oops.

Ouch.

Sorry about that.

Hang on to that rafter.

Darn it. We lost the spy.

Come to Georgie.

[grunting]

Zap

He's getting away.

Somebody stop him.

(Astro) ‘Get him, get him.’

Stop him! Stop him!

boing

We did it! We did it!

Whoopee! I'm back in business, George.

Yeah, those two make a pretty good team.

Finally.

Speaking of teams, you weren't too bad

back there yourself, Barn.

Helpin' me up on the rafter.

It was nothin’, Fred.

Nothin’? You saved my life.

What are friends for?

Sometimes they're for...hugging.

That's what they're for.

[instrumental music]

(Spacely) ‘They're goin’ fast.’

"You want one or not?’

‘Make up your mind Cogsy old boy.’

I've got to have it. I've got to have it!

Then, pay my price.

Or be the only one in the galaxy who isn't driving one.

That's a lot of money for nostalgia.

Is it a deal or not?

It's a deal. It's a deal.

(Spacely) ‘Remember I've all the rights and patents, everything.’

Copy one nut or bolt and I'll sue

and take your whole plant.

Jetson, I'm loving every moment of this.

I'm glad, sir.

And you won't go unrewarded, my boy.

(George) ‘You hear that, Jane?’

| could make you vice president

or give you stock in the company.

But I've come up with a better idea.

Yes, sir?

(Spacely) ‘I'm not gonna dock your pay'

‘for the time you were gone from your job.'

Oh...thank you, sir.

It's nice to see success hasn't change Mr. Spacely.

My, aren't we Ms. Gloomy this evenin'?

You would be, too, Rosie, if you were alone.

Haven't you noticed all the couples?

You and Mac, mom and daddy

the Flintstones and Rubbles.

And you're still thinking about that

young fella back in Bedrock.

Well, can you blame me?

There won't be another one like him.

Not in a million years.

Uh, excuse me, miss.

Would you join me for some refreshments?

Oh...well, yes.

A million years, huh?

Or maybe sooner.

How do we look, George?

You look fine, as long as | have the keys.

Guess, you're back in the fast lane again, George.

Thanks to you and your car, Fred.

Well, the thanks we were looking for

was your help in getting us back to the dirt lane.

Yeah, we kind of miss Bedrock.

Except for one thing.

Nate Slate will never give us our jobs back.

| thought this would come in handy.

Hey! You were a partner in Slates Rock and Gravel Company?

Which I'm now turning over to you.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Uh, Fred, what you doin'?

Got it. Bedrock here we come.

Uh, | don't think so, Mr. Rubble.

Say that again, Elroy?

The time machine, it took such a beating on our last trip

there's no way to fix it.

You mean, we're stuck here?

In the Jet Age, forever?

If we live that long.

Cheer up, everybody. I've sold nearly every car in the plant.

‘Well, maybe this will make you cheer up.’

‘My next great idea is to go back to Bedrock'

and get Brontosauruses and Tyrannosauruses

and every kind of dinosaurses we can find and..

Sorry, boss, it'll never work, it's too late.

What? Don't tell me Cogswell's already done it.

‘Will you stop with the shaking heads?’

It's the time machine, Mr. Spacely. It's kaput!

(Barney) ‘Oh, yeah, and they can't kaput it back together again.’

(Fred) ‘And we're stuck here. '

The Jetsons have offered to put us up

till we find a place of our own.

But | know how you feel, Wilma.

It won't be like home to you here.

What about your old car?

You can have it back.

Oh, that's very nice of you, Mr. Spacely.

And I'll let you have it for, eh, oh..

I'll let you have it for, uh

uh...for old times’ sake.

‘At least | got a nod out of you.'

Oh!

Yuck! Couldn't you have just nodded, too?

Well, this old car

is a touch of home, Fred.

We'll see ya later.

Thanks for everything.

[Zapping]

What happened, George?

It's simple, mom.

They must've absorbed some

of the time machine's quadro quotient.

It's simpler than that, Elroy.

That old car just wants to go home as much as they do.

Oh, boy!

Bedrock, we're on our way.

We can't wait to get home.

(Fred) ‘So long, George.’

Bye, Fred, Barn.

So long, Wilma.

Bye, Betty.

(Astro) ‘See ya around, Dino.'

(all) Bye.

Goodbye.

(Fred) 'Yabba-dabba-doo!'

[theme music]

[music continues]