N Meet George Jetson M
N Daughter Judy N
M Jane his wife NM
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on this good, good, good mornin'
with your Modern Mother's Muscle Tone program of the year.
Now, chins up. I mean, chin up.
Index fingers out.
Ready for your push button finger exercises, hmm?
I'm ready.
One, two. One, two.
One, two. One, two, One, two. One, two.
Rest.
Okay, mom. Take five.
Good morning and 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 Acapulco?
Oh, I thought you were going to Hawaii.
Well, alright, 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? 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 love you. Remember?
Don't be smart. You know I'm only 33.
Well, what do you want for breakfast?
Nothing, thanks. I'm on a diet.
Wait a minute.
Aren't you forgetting your bathing suit?
No, I have it.
- That's your ba thing suit? - (Ill-huh.
It's the new instant stretch model, mom.
Just add water and watch the boys fizz!
If I was only 15 again.
In fact... if I was only 32-22-32 again.
Hi, mom-
Elroy, how many times have I told you
not to wear your space boots in the house?
I was just taking a shortcut.
And tracking up my ceiling at the same time.
I'm sorry, mom.
Hey, maybe I should be punished and kept home from school, huh?
Oh, no, you don't.
What would you like for breakfast?
The usual.
The usual, coming up.
Milk, cereal.
Crunchy or silent?
Better make it silent.
- And some bacon. - Bacon.
- And one soft boiled egg- - And one soft boiled egg.
Thanks, mom.
Thank goodness that's over with.
Is your father up yet?
No. Last time I saw him, he was still sleeping.
We'll fix that.
Eject.
Toast, records, husband.
That'll do it.
I hate that thing!
Hey, mom.
What's holding up my egg?
Darn egg button's always sticking.
Ouch!
No wonder I'm getting push-button fingers.
Look at that.
I set it for soft-boiled and it comes out roasted.
Oh, that's nothing.
Yesterday, I pushed the scrambled button
and I got a hot fudge pizza.
Now, hurry up or you'll be late to school.
Oh, 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'll be late.
I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying.
Now, behave yourself in school, Elroy.
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 I: right. Right?
Right.
Three, two, one.
The word's go! Bye!
And don't leave your galoshes in Europe again!
Well, good morning, George.
Morning, Jane.
Oh, what is this anyway?
What's It taste Ilka, George?
Well, this coffee tastes like rocket fuel.
Then it's not coffee.
It's tea.
There's a crossed circuit in the Foodarackacycle.
Lumpy tea?
Oh, you got some of the oatmeal fallout.
- How's your bacon? - Raw.
- And your eggs? - They're cold.
I don't get it.
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 Foodarackacycle.
A new Foodarackacycle? 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. Spacely, for a raise?
Because the boss is a penny-pinchin' old crab.
That's why.
Someday, I'm gonna 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.
N 90 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 house work 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. Spacely for that raise.
After all, I'm a darn good Digital Index Operator.
You gotta have it up here to know how to start these things
and stop 'em and start 'em again.
Come to think of it, Spacely couldn't get along without me.
I'll just march right in and I'll ask for a raise right now.
Yes, George?
I want to see Mr. Spacely.
Sorry, Mr. Spacely is on the phone right now.
If you want to wait...
You're darn right I'll 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, Stella..
I'm sure you won't mind eating out again.
But, Stella..
Eh, 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 indexing machine.
Oh, butterfingers Jetson.
Well, shoot him in.
Why did I send for you, Jetson?
You must have goofed up somewhere.
Oh, no, sir. I think you'll 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, hmm?
Like what?
Oh, like hash, meatloaf, soup bones, beans.
A-aum!
Good old-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'll be out your way around dinner time tonight.
Eh, any suggestions?
Well, uh, uh..
Fine, fine.
I'd love to have a home cooked dinner at your place.
I'll be there at six. And now, back to work, Jetson.
What did I come in here for anyway?
Busy, busy, busy, busy.
These local slidewalks are so slow.
I'd get there faster walking.
"U-Rent A Maid."
Hello, anyone here?
I'd like 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...
Ah, good enough!
Any reference from any mother is all we need.
So, how big is your home?
We have three bedrooms.
Eww!
A slum clearance project.
So, then you'll want to see our basic economy model
from Great Britain.
Oh, Agnes.
Pip-pip. 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, a-a 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.
Blanche, honey.
Oh, hello, Cherie, hello.
This is Blanche Carte.
Bonjour, mademoiselle, bonjour.
Look at that suspension.
Chic, isn't she?
Very cheeky.
And, look, the engine..
It's in the rear. Where an engine belongs.
Thanks, but, no.
Allez, Blanche. That's all.
Au revoir, au revoir. Au revoir.
You mean that's all?
Hmm, well.
We do have one old demonstrator model with a lot 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 like her and I'll 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, let'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'll get right to work, ma'am.
Oh, that must be Elroy back from school.
Oh, no. Not again.
You're not Elroy.
No, ma'am, I'm Jimmy. What's for snacks?
The student homing device must be breaking down again.
Hang on while I press the reject button, Jimmy.
Arrivederci.
How are you doing, Rosey?
Just cleaning the rug, ma'am.
Oh, I know, that rug never had a proper clean.
Now, that's Elroy for sure.
Hey, where did you get the antique jukebox?
Shush. Now, say hello to our new maid, Rosey, Elroy.
Hello to our new maid, Rosey, Elroy.
Can you throw a forward pass?
I'm not sure.
But I'll try.
Whoa, wow, wow-wee!
Hi, mother, I'm home.
Judy, I thought you were going swimming.
Not with all these homework tapes I have to listen to tonight.
Geopolitics, Esperanto, space calculus.
I'll never be finished.
I could help you, Miss Judy. I'm wired for tape analysis.
I should have all the answers for you in about ten 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 Foodarackacycle on the blink
and the boss comin' 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.
Ooh, I hate these compact saucers.
He'll 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.
He”o, dean
Ooh, my achin' back. I've got that compact saucer cramp.
Oh, thanks, Jane. Oh.
Oh, now, that feels good.
- Hard day at the button, dear? - Oh, brutal.
Brutal, I had to push the button on and off five times.
That Spacely is a slave driver.
- Uh-oh. - [and Uh-oh. what?
Speaking of Mr. Spacely, what are we havin' for dinner to..
Yikes! What's that?
But, uh..
What's that doin' here?
Rosey is our new robot maid, George.
Good evening, sir.
New maid?
With the boss coming to supper
and me tryin' to make him think we're poor?
But, George, she isn't costing us anything.
Cut, out. Beep-beep. Understand? Out.
She's completely free, George, and...
And she doesn't cost anything. Ha! Eh.
Out, out, out.
Hey, oh, oh. You mean she's free?
For one day's home demonstration.
But what's this about inviting Mr. Spacely
when all we have in the place is leftovers?
I didn't invite him, he invited himself.
Alright. Alright. Break.
- When does your boss get here? - Any split second.
- Where are the leftovers? - In the kitchen.
Neverfean while Rosey's here.
How am I gonna explain needin' a raise
when I've got a luxury like that monster clanking around?
We'll just have to keep Rosey out of sight.
I'll get it.
Oh, hello. You're Mr. Spacely, aren't you?
And you, of course, are Mrs. Jetson.
I must say, you're a very young-looking 33, my dear.
I'm not my mother. I'm his daughter.
But, thanks loads.
You really think I look mature?
You don't look a day over 14.
Oh, fine.
Please come in.
Hey, lovely place. Eh, when do we eat?
Mr. Spacely, how nice. I'm Jane Jetson.
Charmed. Eh, what's Jetson talkin' about?
You don't look puny at all.
- HI- - Howdy, son. Put 'or them.
It doesn't look like a crab's claw to me.
Let's see you pinch some pennies with it,
like pop says you do.
Eh, what's that, boy?
Ah, that-that boy is my-my son, Elroy, Mr. Spacely.
I see and, uh, what's that..
Mmm, delightful odor?
Come and get it.
What's that?
Uh, that's the dinner bell.
A dinner bell that goes, "Come and get it?"
Best home cooking I ever tasted, Mrs. Jetson.
Uh, may I ask what it was?
Oh, um, a specialty of the house, fillet of leftovers.
Fine dinner, Jetson. Fine family.
Enjoyed every minute of it.
Oh, gee, thanks, Mr. Spacely.
- You got a “gm. Jason? - Uh-om!
Allow me, sir.
Ah, 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 over-payin' you?
Oh, you see, Mr. Penny Pincher, I-I mean, Mr. Spacer...
You got another job on the side. Right?
No, sir. I-I...
You're moonlighting, aren't you? Admit it.
- “Rose“ Quiet down, shorty. - You keep out of this.
Now, look here, Mr. Spacely.
These are nice people.
They're given 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!
Uh, how-how about a cup of coffee to go with your cake?
No, Jetson. Don't move.
I'd like to remember you just as you are..
Fired!
That was 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 Spacely.
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 gotta 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, Goorgo, I the! awful. - Ho too.
Boy, if I wasn't six and a half,
I'd... l'd cry.
Oh, now, come on, let's be realistic.
I don't wanna be realistic.
I want Rosey.
Now, what kind of an idiot would call at a time like this?
Jetson, I apologize.
Oh, Mr. Spacely?
I got halfway home and started thinking
that I got a big mouth and I shouldn't have fired you.
Well, uh, I..
I want you back at work tomorrow.
At a better salary and, uh..
More reasonable hour.
- On time. - Oh, yes, sir.
And, uh, with a little extra in the pay capsule
you can afford that long-playing bulldozer
you 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'll have to try the whole dinner bit again,
if it's alright with Rosey.
Oh, yes, sir. Eh, if I can find her.
- You, you mean she's gone? - Uh, yes, sir.
Well, well, just don't stand there “yes, sirring" 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.
And George. Is that you?
Sure, honey, and I found Rosey and I brought her back home 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 leftovers.
Thank you. And I love you people, too.
Hey, Rosey, is this how to sink a basket?
Very good, Roy boy.
Except you'll have to learn to let go of it.
Not tonight, Elroy.
It's time to blast off for dreamland.
Well, okay, if Rosey tucks me in
and tells me about the cow that de-gravitated
over the moon.
- This I gotta hear, too. - Will you, Rosey?
Yes, ma'am.
Thank you, ma'am. Goodnight, ma'am.
You too, George. Come on. All of you.
Yes, ma'am. Beep-beep.
Thank you, ma'am. Beep-beep.
Goodnight, ma'am, uh, mom. Beep-beep.
Beep-beep. Beep.
Well, that's what I'm raising.
A family of beep-beepniks.
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Help! Help!
Jane, stop this crazy thing!
Jane! Help, Jane!