"Meet George Jetson" "His boy, Elroy" "Daughter, Judy" "Jane, his wife" "Wake up, wake up, wake up!" "This is Jack Jetwash, your slipped disk jockey on 3-D TV at half past 7 00 hours on this good, good, good morning with your modern mothers' muscle tone program of the air." "Now, chins up." "I mean, chin up, index fingers out." "Ready for your push-button finger exercises?" "I'm ready." "One, two." "One, two." "One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two." "Rest." "Okay, Mom, take five." "Good morning." "Did you change your mind?" "No." "It's too cool to go swimming after school." "Besides, you won't be home in time for dinner." "From AcapuIco?" "Oh, I thought you were going to Hawaii." "well, all right, if your father says yes." "Oh, he will." "Daddy?" "Daddy, are you asleep?" "Yes." "Thanks, Daddy." "Daddy said yes." "well, okay, then." "Man, you're crazy." "Way out." "Crazy?" "Now, is that a nice thing to say to your mother?" "Sure." "I picked it up in ancient history." "That's how teenagers used to say, "I Iove you." Remember?" "Don't be smart." "You know I'm only 33." "What do you want for breakfast?" "Nothing, thanks." "I'm on a diet." "Wait a minute." "You're forgetting your bathing suit." "No, I have it." "That's your bathing suit?" "It's the new "instant stretch" model, Mom." "Just add water and watch the boys fizz." "If I was only 1 5 again." "In fact if I was only 32-22-32 again." "Hi, Mom." "EIroy!" "How many times have I told you not to wear your space boots in the house?" "I was just taking a short cut." "Tracking up my ceiling at the same time." "I'm sorry, Mom." "Hey, maybe I should be punished and kept home from school." "Oh, no you don't." "What would you Iike for breakfast?" "The usual." "The usual coming up." "milk, cereal...." "Crunchy or silent?" "Better make it silent." "And some bacon." "Bacon." "And one soft-boiIed egg." "And one soft-boiIed egg." "Thanks, Mom." "Thank goodness that's over with." "Is your father up yet?" "Nope." "Last time I saw him, he was still sleeping." "We'II fix that." "Eject." "Toast." "Records." "Husband." "That will do it." "I hate that thing!" "Hey, Mom, what's holding up my egg?" "Darn egg button's always sticking!" "No wonder I'm getting push-button fingers." "Look at that." "I set it for soft-boiIed, and it comes out roasted." "well, that's nothing." "Yesterday, I pushed the scrambled button and I got a hot fudge pizza." "Hurry up or you'II be late to school." "There's nothing important today, Mom just elementary electronics and advanced finger painting." "George, breakfast is ready!" "Okay, okay." "Let me brush my teeth." "Hurry, George, you'II be late." "I'm hurrying." "I'm hurrying!" "Now, behave yourself in school, EIroy." "I will, Mom." "The teacher said you were going on a field trip this morning." "That's right, Mom." "We're studying the Siberian salt mines." "well, keep warm, and don't pick fights with the little Russian boys." "Goodbye." "Make sure you press the right button, Mom." "public school 85 is right, right?" "Right." "Three, two, one" "The word is "go."" "Bye!" "And don't leave your galoshes in Europe again!" "well, good morning, George." "Morning, Jane." "What is this, anyway?" "What's it taste like, George?" "well, this coffee tastes like rocket fuel." "Then it's not coffee." "It's tea." "There's a crossed circuit in the Food-a-Rac-a-CycIe." "Lumpy tea?" "Oh, you got some of the oatmeal fallout." "How's your bacon?" "Raw." "And your eggs?" "They're cold." "When we first got married you could punch out a breakfast like Mother used to make." "Now you're all thumbs." "It's not my thumbs, and it's not me." "It's this antique monster." "I press this thing for meals, and hi-fi music comes out of the garbage disposal." "I never know what's going to come out." "See, George?" "We need a new one." "Jane, how can we get a new one?" "We haven't even paid for the one that replaced this one." "Besides, I'm beginning to like my coffee with lumps in it." "well, I don't." "I want a new Food-a-Rac-a-CycIe." "A new Food-a-Rac-a-CycIe?" "Jane, we cannot afford it." "No." "absolutely, positively, emphatically beyond the shadow of a doubt, N-O, no!" "George, are you trying to tell me something?" "Forget it." "Why don't you ask your boss, Mr. SpaceIy, for a raise?" "Because the boss is a penny-pinching old crab, that's why." "Someday, I'm going to give that door a shot right in its electric eye." "Pow!" "Oh, I shouldn't have upset George but if he only knew how I hate washing, ironing, vacuuming." "There ought to be some higher authority a girl could appeal to." "Of course!" "That's it." "I'II go over George's head." "I'II speak to my mother." "Mother!" "I was just going to call you." "You were?" "Well, what did George do now, the big bully?" "Oh, nothing really, Mother." "It's just that housework gets me down." "Well, it's really none of my business, dear, so I'll give you some advice." "Get a maid." "We can't afford it, Mother." "You don't need money." "Charge it." "Don't you have to pay for a maid?" "Not this one." "I saw this ad on TV." "It's a new service called U-Rent a Robot Maid." "There's even a one-day free trial in your home." "Free?" "well, George couldn't complain about that." "I shouldn't have yelled at Jane." "You know, maybe she's right." "Maybe I should ask Mr. SpaceIy for that raise." "After all, I'm a darn good digital index operator." "You got to have it up here to know how to start these things and stop them and start them again." "Come to think of it, SpaceIy couldn't get along without me." "I'II just march right in, and I'II ask him for a raise right now." "Yes, George?" "I wanna see Mr. SpaceIy." "Sorry, Mr. SpaceIy's on the phone right now." "Do you wanna wait?" "You're darn right I'II wait." "But, stella, baby, I eat out every night." "I'm sorry, Cosmo." "The girls need me for their protest meeting at the United Planets building." "I get to carry a sign:" ""Martians go home. "" "But, SteIIa" "I'm sure you won't mind eating out again." "But, stella...." "And to think, I married that woman 30 years ago because she could cook." "George Jetson is here, Mr. Spacely." "George Jetson?" "Yes, sir." "He starts the referential unisonic digital indexer machine." "Oh, "Butterfingers" Jetson." "well, shoot him in." "Why did I send for you, Jetson?" "You must have goofed up somewhere." "No, sir." "I think you'II find" "You think." "You think?" "Your machine is supposed to do the thinking, Jetson." "It's my wife, sir." "She thinks" "Does your wife cook, Jetson?" "Oh, yes, sir." "What does she cook?" "Like what?" "Oh, Iike hash, meatloaf soup bones, beans." "Good oId-fashioned home cooking." "I wish I were young and struggling again and eating home cooking like you." "Oh, yes, sir." "Very struggling, sir." "Two tiny children, and one puny, little wife." "We're practically broke." "wonderful!" "I'd love to meet them." "And by coincidence, I'II be out your way around dinnertime tonight." "Any suggestions?" "well...." "Fine, fine." "I'd love to have a home-cooked dinner at your place." "I'II be there at 6." "And now back to work, Jetson." "What did I come in here for anyway?" "Busy, busy, busy, busy!" "These local sIidewaIks are so slow." "I get there faster walking." ""U-Rent a Maid."" "hello?" "Anyone here?" "I'd Iike to rent a maid." "Yes?" "You have an appointment?" "And your credentials?" "credentials?" "Madam, you can't expect to get our maids without references." "We must be sure they go to happy, happy homes." "But my mother told me...." "Good enough!" "Any reference from any mother is all we need." "well, how big is your home?" "We have three bedrooms." "A slum clearance project." "well, then you'II want to see our basic economy model from Great Britain." "Oh, Agnes!" "Pip, pip." "Or rather, tea is served." "You notice the very broad "A."" "This model was only used on weekends by an old english teacher a Mr. Chips." "I'm afraid not." "Thank you, Agnes." "Pip, pip." "Chin up." "Cheerio." "Pip, pip." "Chin up." "Cheerio." "Then we have a fun runabout we import from France." "BIanche, honey." "hello, cherie." "hello." "This is blanche Carte." "Look at that suspension." "Chic, isn't she?" "Very chic-y." "And look, the engine." "It's in the rear, where an engine belongs." "Thanks, but no." "That's all." "You mean, that's all?" "well we do have one old demonstrator model with a Iot of mileage." "Rosey!" "Coming, sir." "Here I am, sir." "Yes, sir." "The old girl's still eager, isn't she?" "But, of course, very H-O-M-E-L-Y." "I may be homely, buster, but I'm S-M-A-R-T." "Smart." "I Iike her, and I'II take her." "Oh, thank you, ma'am." "Thank you." "There is a one-day, free home demonstration." "Oh, yes, of course." "But we're not responsible for any damages to your home." "Come on, Iet's go home, Rosey." "Yes, ma'am." "We can't guarantee her, you know." "well!" "Now, just make yourself at home, Rosey." "Yes, ma'am." "I'II get right to work, ma'am." "Oh, that must be EIroy, back from school." "Oh, no, not again." "You're not EIroy." "No, ma'am, I'm Jimmy." "Hey, what's for snacks?" "The student homing device must be breaking down again." "Hang on while I press the "reject" button, Jimmy." "How are you doing, Rosey?" "Just cleaning the rug, ma'am." "Oh, I know." "That rug never had a proper cleaning." "Now, that's EIroy for sure." "Hey, where did you get the antique jukebox?" "Shush!" "Now, say hello to our new maid, Rosey, EIroy." "hello to our new maid, Rosey, EIroy." "Can you throw a forward pass?" "I'm not sure, but I'II try." "Hi, Mother." "I'm home." "Judy, I thought you were going swimming." "Not with all these homework tapes I have to listen to tonight." "GeopoIitics, Esperanto, space calculus." "I'II never be finished." "I couId help you, Miss Judy." "I'm wired for tape analysis." "I should have all the answers for you in about 1 0 minutes." "Judy, this is our new maid, Rosey." "Am I ever pleased to meet you." "Rosey, you are out of this universe." "Oh, boy, this traffic jam is all I need." "With the Food-a-Rac-a-CycIe on the blink and the boss coming home to dinner." "How am I gonna tell Jane?" "But how am I going to tell George, Mother?" "The kids just love Rosey." "Well, she's free for the first day, isn't she?" "Oh, boy, can Rosey play basketball!" "Come on, Rosey." "Show me your hook shot." "Okay." "Here goes." "Wow!" "Right in the basket." "Oh, dear." "Here comes George's saucer now." "Goodbye, Mother." "I hate these compact saucers." "He'II come through that door any second, Rosey and I want him to get a nice impression of you." "Yes, ma'am." "You're on your own." "hello, dear." "Oh, my aching back." "I've got that compact saucer cramp." "Thanks, Jane." "That feels good." "Hard day at the button, dear?" "Oh, brutal." "brutal." "I had to push the button on and off five times." "That SpaceIy is a slave driver." "What?" "Speaking of Mr. SpaceIy what are we having for dinner--?" "What's that?" "What's that doing here?" "Rosey is our new robot maid, George." "Good evening, sir." "Maid?" "With the boss coming to supper and me trying to make him think we're poor?" "But, George, she isn't costing us anything." "Out." "Out!" "Beep-beep." "Understand?" "Out." "She's completely free, George, and" "And she doesn't cost anything?" "Out!" "Out!" "Out!" "Oh, you mean she's free?" "For one day's home demonstration." "But what's this about inviting Mr. SpaceIy when all we have in the place is Ieftovers?" "I didn't invite him." "He invited himself." "AII right, all right." "Break." "When does your boss get here?" "Any split second." "Where are the leftovers?" "In the kitchen." "Never fear while Rosey's here." "How can I explain a raise when I've got a luxury..." "..." "like that monster cIanking around?" "We'II just have to keep Rosey out of sight." "I'II get it." "Oh, hello." "You're Mr. SpaceIy, aren't you?" "And you, of course, are Mrs. Jetson." "I must say, you're a very young-Iooking 33, my dear." "I'm not my mother." "I'm his daughter." "But thanks loads." "You really think I Iook mature?" "You don't look a day over 1 4." "Oh, fine." "please come in." "Say, lovely place." "When do we eat?" "Mr." "SpaceIy, how nice." "I'm Jane Jetson." "Charmed." "What's Jetson talking about?" "You don't look puny at all." "Hi." "Howdy, son." "Put her there." "It doesn't look like a crab's claw to me." "Let's see you pinch some pennies with it, Iike pop says you do." "What's that, boy?" "That boy is my son, EIroy, Mr. SpaceIy." "I see." "And what's that delightful odor?" "Come and get it!" "What's that?" "That's the dinner bell." "A dinner bell that goes, "Come and get it"?" "Best home cooking I ever tasted, Mrs. Jetson." "May I ask what it was?" "Oh, a specialty of the house, fillet of leftovers." "Fine dinner, Jetson." "Fine family." "Enjoyed every minute of it." "Gee, thanks, Mr. SpaceIy." "You got a light, Jetson?" "allow me, sir." "Thank you, my dear." "You're welcome, sir." "pineapple upside-down cake, my favorite dessert." "Very efficient maid you got here, Jetson." "Maid!" "How can you afford a maid on what I'm overpaying you?" "You see, Mr. Penny Pincher-- Mr. SpaceIy" "You've got another job on the side, right?" "No, sir" "You're moonlighting, aren't you?" "Admit it." "Quiet down, shorty." "You keep out of this." "Now, look here, Mr. SpaceIy, these are nice people." "They're giving me this chance so I don't end up in the scrap pile." "Jetson, where's my hat?" "Down, boy." "Down." "It's bad manners to leave the table until after you've had your dessert." "There, now." "The pineapples are right-side up." "And you can go, after one more thing." "The opinions expressed are my own and do not necessarily reflect those of my employers." "Boy, what a performance!" "How about a cup of coffee to go with your cake?" "No, Jetson, don't move." "I'd Iike to remember you just as you are, fired!" "Oh, some free home demonstration." "It didn't cost us a thing, except my job." "But it was worth it to see the expression on old, cake-head SpaceIy." "Rosey, where are you going?" "I know you folks can't afford to have me around." "Goodbye, Miss Judy Roy-boy, missus and you too, sir." "Hey, Rosey, you can't leave now." "You've got to teach me how to dribble a basketball." "Can't help it, Roy-boy." "That's the way the ball bounces." "Sorry I blew a fuse, sir." "But what can you expect from wiring as old as mine?" "well, thanks for the chance." "See you all in the junkyard." "Oh, George, I feel awful." "Me too." "Boy, if I wasn't 6 1 /2 I'd cry." "Oh, now, come on." "Let's be realistic." "I don't want to be realistic." "I want Rosey." "Now, what kind of an idiot would call at a time like this?" "Jetson, I apologize." "Mr. SpaceIy." "I got halfway home and started thinking that I got a big mouth and I shouldn't have fired you." "Well, I" "I want you back at work tomorrow at a better salary and a more reasonable hour." "On time." "Oh, yes, sir." "And with a little extra in the pay capsule you can afford that long-playing bulldozer you've got for a maid." "She may be sassy, but she makes the best pineapple upside-down cake..." "..." "I ever got clobbered with." "Yes, sir!" "And we'II have to try the whole dinner bit again, if it's all right with Rosey." "Oh, yes, sir." "If I can find her." "You mean she's gone?" "Yes, sir." "Well, don't just stand there "yes sir"-ing me, man!" "Get out and find her!" "Go, go, go!" "George!" "Where are you going?" "To find Rosey!" "She's probably waiting at the space bus platform." "There she is now!" "Rosey!" "Rosey!" "We can afford you now!" "Oh, glad to have you aboard, Rosey!" "Me too, sir." "George, is that you?" "Sure, honey, and I found Rosey." "I brought her back to stay." "She wants to know how much we charge her to let her work for us." "Don't be silly, Rosey." "You're worth your weight in Ieftovers." "Thank you, and I Iove you people too." "Hey, Rosey, is this how to sink a basket?" "Very good, Roy-boy, except you'II have to Iearn to let go of it." "Not tonight, EIroy." "It's time to blast off for dreamland." "well, okay, if Rosey tucks me in and tells me about the cow that degravitated over the moon." "This I've got to hear too." "will you, Rosey?" "Yes, ma'am." "Thank you, ma'am." "Good night, ma'am." "You too, George." "Come on, all of you." "Yes, ma'am." "Beep-beep." "Thank you, ma'am." "Beep-beep." "Good night, ma'am-- Mom." "Beep-beep." "Beep-beep." "Beep." "well, that's what I'm raising, a family of beep-beepniks." "help!" "help!" "Jane, stop this crazy thing!" "Jane!" "help!" "Jane!" "(ENGLISH)"