Meet George Jetson
His boy, Elroy
Daughter, Judy
Jane, his wife
Morning, Janey. Oh, boy, am I starving.
Would you diaI my breakfast for me?
Of course, George. What would you like?
Oh, ham and eggs, toast and coffee.
Ham, eggs, toast, coffee.
- Here you are, dear. - Thanks, honey.
Oh, looks delicious.
- George, what's wrong? - You burned the toast again.
Now, don't start telling me about your mother's breakfasts.
Well, it's true. No one could diaI a meaI like Mother could.
Oh, George, we need silverware.
And there's a big sale at Stears Roebot department store.
Honey, you asked me for $20 yesterday. Now, what did you do with that?
- You didn't give it to me. - Excuses, excuses. That's all I hear.
- Morning, Dad. - Hi, Pops.
- Hello. - Dad, you look so handsome this morning.
No, Judy. No money for stereophonic music tapes.
That's telling her, Pop.
Money should be spent on usefuI things, like a new toy space fire engine.
Nope. You'll have to make your old toys do, Elroy.
Gee whiz.
- You'll have to make your old bones do too. - Nuts.
We won't spend our money on silly things. We've got to think of our old age.
Oh, boy. Am I late for work. We'll talk about this tonight.
What happens if we don't reach an old age?
Then we're stuck with all that money.
And at present, Professor Lunar of our research staff...
...is working on an indestructible garment.
Please spell "indestructible. "
Oh, these tin secretaries.
I- N-D-A...
No, that's not right.
"Indestructible. " I-N-D-I...
Oh, just say he's working on a garment that will never wear out.
You got that?
Signed, C.S. Spacely. Make two copies of...
Jetson! And late for work as usuaI.
Time on your hands, Jetson?
- Mr. Spacely. I... - We're late again, aren't we, Jetson?
Oh, are you late too? If you don't say anything, neither will I, sir.
Jetson, you'd better report for your company insurance physicaI now.
The way I feeI about you, you'd better be insured.
Yes. Yes, sir.
I'll take care of your lateness later, after I check on Lunar's progress.
Mr. Spacely, I've done it! I've done it at last!
I have invented the indestructible jacket.
Nothing can hurt the jacket or the man who wears it.
- And it will last a lifetime. - Good work, professor.
We'll call it the Spacely life jacket.
"Cogswell Cogs. "
It'll soon be Cogswell's Cobwebs.
Oh, with this invention, I'll corner the market.
Cogswell, you're through.
Hey, what's going on?
Mr. Cogswell, I've done it. I've done it at last.
I've invented the indestructible jacket.
With this invention, I shall corner the market.
Spacely Sprockets are through.
Spacely, you're through.
- They've got the same jacket. - Impossible.
Why, I've spent every minute of the last 58 years of my life on this invention.
Well, take a look.
Oh, well. Easy come, easy go.
We've got to beat Cogswell to the market.
But we have to test the jacket first.
We must get the Good Spacekeeping seaI of approvaI.
Oh, you're right. We'll give it the toughest tests possible.
But we need a test pilot.
Yes, a brave and fearless man who can look death in the eye with a laugh.
Yes, a regular nut.
Dr. Radius, my name's Jetson. I'm here for the company insurance physicaI.
Yes, you're from Spacely Sprockets. I'll be right with you.
Oh, boy. He must have had a terrible accident.
I never saw so many bandages.
It's a genuine mummy, perfect for my research.
Now, let's proceed with your examination.
Have you ever taken one of our Peekaboo Prober capsules?
Peekaboo Prober capsules? Nope. How's it work?
You just swallow it, and it transmits pictures to a TV screen.
You're gonna televise pictures of my insides?
That's right. The Peekaboo capsule will send back...
...on-the-spot reports of everything.
You ought to play some background music like:
"Liver, Come Back to Me. "
- Now, just relax. - Or, maybe:
"I Get a Kidney Out of You. "
How about, "Lung Ago and Far Away. "
Yes. Open your mouth, please.
That should be easy for you.
Come on now, say:
Fire one.
Doctor to Explorer One. What is your position?
Down and down I go, just passing by the Adam's apple.
Let's see it.
Looks okay from here.
Now, here we are at the stomach. Stand by.
- Do you take pills, Jetson? - Yeah.
What's that one pill just Iying there?
Oh, that's my wife's idea of breakfast.
- Doctor to Prober. Where are you? - Going into the lungs.
- How are the lungs? - Well...
You ever been in Pittsburgh, doc?
Let's see the heart.
That's kind of a strange beat, isn't it?
Yeah. Guess the natives are restless tonight.
Now, go up to the brain.
Going up.
I don't see anything.
Neither do I.
Very funny. Very funny.
Maybe the light's bad. Try a shot from the other side of the head.
On the way. Full speed ahead.
- Where are you now? - Thought I overshot a little...
...but it's okay. I'm still in the head.
Good. Now, give me a shot of the brain.
Roger. Just have to open this door.
Wow! This is the first time I've been in a haunted head.
- How do things look to you? - May I speak freely?
What do you think of the patient's condition?
Well, if you really want to know:
What's that mean, doc?
I'm afraid it's just a matter of time, Jetson. Then:
But I'm not ready to:
- What can I do? - Get some rest.
- You mean, I should be in bed? - You should be in a bottle.
How long do I have?
Let's just say, if you have anything to do, do it right away. And hurry.
Yes. There is one thing I've been wanting to do.
Lunar, I've offered everything: bonuses, pensions.
- But no one will test the life jacket. - I can't understand it.
It's as safe as being in your mother's arms.
I would absolutely guarantee it.
Say, why don't you test it?
Me? Do you think I'm a nut?
Somewhere there must be a man brave enough.
I say, what about Jetson?
Jetson? He's a mouse.
Jetson! Just what do you think you're doing?
Jetson, you're making me mad.
You're getting hot under the collar. You need cooling off.
Jetson! I'm going to...
You're going to what?
I say, how about that? The mouse is now a man.
- Jetson! - He's just the mouse...
I mean, man, we need.
Oh, yes, of course. You're right, Lunar.
You don't have to fire me. I quit.
Fire? Well, who said anything about firing you?
Because you were late this morning?
Why, you can be late for the next 10 years.
I'm gonna be late, all right. The late George Jetson.
Leave us, professor. I have some questions to ask my friend Mr. Jetson.
Yes. See you later, interrogator.
Well, you've changed, Jetson.
I've never seen you like this before.
The reaI George Jetson finally stood up.
Well, would the reaI George Jetson care to sit down?
Take my chair.
Comfy?
- Aren't you mad at me? - Mad? Why should I be mad?
So you spilled a little water on me. I like water.
See? So my head's got a little water on it.
What can I get? Dishpan hair?
I'll come to the point, Jetson. I got a proposition for you.
- Only thing, it may be dangerous. - Danger is my racket.
We'll have to move quickly. We don't have much time.
- You're telling me. - Okay.
I'll pay you an extra 50 cents an hour. And all you have to do is...
Wait a minute.
- Just as I thought. Cogswell! - It's not what you think, Spacely.
I didn't hear one word of your outrageous offer to Jetson.
But aren't you ashamed, offering him a mere 50 cents per hour extra...
...to risk life and limb?
Jetson, I'll give you 75 cents to test my jacket.
You can't tempt Jetson with money. Can he?
Yep.
Oh, this boy is shrewd. Shrewd! I want you with me, boy.
I'll double your salary. I'll give you a company car.
Jetson, wait.
I'll triple your salary.
And your own key to the executive washroom.
You're too smart for me, Jetson. I'm putty in your hands.
Look, a $2000 bonus.
Five thousand shares of Spacely preferred stock.
And on top of that, a $5000 bonus!
There.
He's not gonna part with that, son.
That money hasn't seen the light of day in ages. Look.
See that sign? "Cogswell Cogs. "
Come with me and it'll read "Cogswell and Jetson. "
Stay with me, and we'll make ours "Spacely and Jetson. "
"Jetson and Spacely"?
I'll tell you what. Let's toss a coin and you can call it, Spacely.
Heads.
- Two out of three? - No.
Jetson, come with Cogswell Cogs because we are on our way up.
Wrong. You're on your way down.
I wonder when he had this one installed.
Welcome back to Spacely Sprockets, Jetson.
I've got a simple little agreement for you to sign.
If the tests on the jacket work out, this will make you a partner.
All you have to do is sign here and here...
...and here and here and there.
What will I tell my wife? She won't like this.
Send the family away on a vacation. And don't worry about money...
...you'll make enough to last you the rest of your life.
I was hoping to do better than that.
What's mine is yours. I'll give you everything you need.
- Help yourself. Anything in the place. - Thanks, boss. That's swell.
Hey, that's my pen.
Family, I suppose you're wondering why I called this meeting.
Astro, here comes another lecture.
Jane, this morning you wanted to buy some silverware. Here, get it in gold.
Gold silverware?
Judy, you wanted some stereophonic tapes. Go get yourself a band.
What can I do for you, Elroy?
If I'd known you were filling requests, I'd have brought a list.
You wanted a toy space fire engine?
Get yourself a reaI fire engine. Might as well get yourself a fire too.
- What about me? - Of course, Astro. You wanted a bone.
Buy yourself a meat market.
But, George, this morning you were talking about saving for your old age.
Well, old age I'm no longer worried about.
I want you and the kids to take a vacation at the Big Dipper Dude Ranch.
- But... - No buts.
There will be nothing to disturb you. No TV, no newspapers. You'll have a nice rest.
You've changed, George.
Yeah, more than you know.
This is the day. The first of a series of dangerous tests for the Spacely life jacket.
And here's the test pilot himself, George Jetson.
And his boss, Mr. Spacely.
Mr. Jetson, I guess you're quite concerned about these tests.
- Well, I... - I certainly am.
Sure hope nothing happens to that life jacket.
Mr. Spacely, your every thought must be with the courageous man...
...who's risking his life for you.
- Who's that? - Your test pilot, Mr. Jetson.
Oh, him. Yeah. I sure am worried about him.
He's wearing my life jacket.
Today, they'll test the hydro-resistance factor.
Jetson is tied to the hydro-prop and will now go for a little spin.
Anything to say before you hit the water?
Yeah. Hold my cigarette.
The life jacket is all right!
And here's the test pilot.
Let's listen to his first history-making words since coming out of the water.
Anybody got a toweI?
What bravery. Jetson is about to undergo the force-factor test...
...and he isn't concerned at all. Look at that man.
In a moment, 200 tons of force will crash down on him, and does he care?
How was it, Jetson?
This is the first time I've had a jacket pressed while I was wearing it.
- Isn't he cute? - Look at that profile.
Oh, he's so brave.
Crazy, mixed-up kids. They love me.
Come on. Come on.
But, boss, they're playing my song.
Oh, come on, let's get this test over with fast.
I wanna get back to my fan club.
This will be the verticaI-horizontaI wearage test.
Watch the countdown.
Nine, eight, seven, six.
I wonder what the test is.
Five, four, three...
...two, one.
That must have been the verticaI.
Here comes the horizontaI.
Good. Not a scratch.
Jetson, if this keeps up, you're gonna be a big man.
- A reaI big man. - I don't know.
I think I'm getting the short end of the deaI.
Jetson, world hero!
From America, comes news that George Jetson has done it again.
This chap is testing some sort of jacket.
They've been doing nasty things to him.
Can't understand what all the fuss is about.
Styling's all wrong for daytime wear.
All the news from America is about the hero George Jetson.
George, if you were here, I would kiss you on both cheeks...
...like this:
And like this:
And again. And again.
And again.
That's all we have time for, folks, so good night.
And again. And again.
Again! Again! Again!
Jetson done it again!
Besides, we invented it first!
Those teeth are awfuI sharp.
What do you care? It's my life.
Yeah, but it's my life jacket. Ready?
Just a minute.
Cut along the dotted line.
Oh, this is no time for clowning. You ready?
- Let her rip. - Don't say that!
Ready for the thermoelectric resistance test?
- Ready. - Wait! Wait!
Hold this while I throw the switch.
I say, it's a success!
- What's this for? - For lunch. What else?
Look at that! Boy, $ 10 billion worth of advance orders.
After the big test tomorrow, we'll get the Good Spacekeeping seaI of approvaI.
Cheer up, partner. The way you're going, you'll have money to burn.
I was hoping to go in the other direction.
This is the finaI test, folks. Jetson will be raised three miles...
...and then dropped by parachute.
During his descent, two missiles traveling at 20,000 miles per hour...
...will crash into the suit simultaneously.
Frightened? Me?
I wish these tests could go on forever.
Please, let me through. I must see that man.
- Remember me? - Sure. You told me I was going to:
- It was a mistake. - I'm not going to:
- Not even: - No. You're completely healthy.
You should live to be 150.
Thank heavens.
Do you have anything to say, Mr. Jetson?
Yes.
Help!
Please, Mr. Spacely, don't launch those missiles!
I've got 110 good years ahead of me!
They missed him. Poor Jetson must be disappointed.
But he needn't be. Those missiles never give up.
Something's wrong. Jetson appears to be tangled in his chute.
Oh, no.
Two of them.
- What nerve. - Unbelievable!
And to my son, Elroy, I leave my fishing pole...
...and the bowling ball he's always wanted.
And to my wife, Jane, and my daughter, Judy...
...I leave all my money and valuables.
This is George Jetson, signing off.
The missiles are converging on Jetson.
They're about to crash.
He's okay! Jetson's okay!
Only a few smudges. The jacket's a success.
Mr. Spacely, I'm not going through with this. I thought I was gonna:
I'll bet you're sorry the tests are over.
Over? Honest? The tests are over, and I'm still here?
You've done it, Jetson. You've done it.
I'll announce your new position as vice president at the banquet tonight.
George, won't you even tell us what this banquet is all about?
- You'll find out about it tonight. - But all the money we've been spending.
Allowing the children and me to buy whatever we want?
Don't worry your pretty head. There will be plenty more.
Our ship has finally come in.
Good evening, George, Jane.
Get in the life jacket. We don't wanna be late.
- Jane, where is the jacket I left here? - Oh, that. I'll get it.
This is it, partner. Tomorrow, Spacely and Jetson becomes a household word.
Excuse me. Jetson and Spacely.
It looked soiled, so I put it in the washing machine.
Well, mighty thoughtfuI of you, Jane.
Just think, this little jacket made it all possible.
Oh, no!
It must have fallen apart in the washing machine.
It was hit by lightning, missiles! It was indestructible!
But it isn't washable. We should've put a labeI on it: "dry-clean only. "
Oh, all my dreams, my millions, gone.
I'm broke. Ruined!
You mean, Spacely Sprockets is out of business?
- Yes. - Excuse me.
Now hear this! Everything...
Everything you all bought goes back to the store.
But, George, you said our ship had come in.
It sunk!
Jetson, where are you going?
To Cogswell Cogs to see about a job.
You mean, you'd work for Cogswell after all this?
You'd forget your pride and go crawling to him for a job?
You'd do that for a few measly dollars a week?
Wait for me, Jetson! I'll go with you!
Help! Help!
Jane, stop this crazy thing!
Jane!
Help! Jane!