N Meet George Jetson N'
N His boy, Elroy M
N Daughter, Judy M
N Jane, his wife N
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I'm sorry, Sally. None of these new dresses seem to suit me.
Let me show you our new fall line, dear.
Fall line? But it's almost spring!
No. This is our Martian fall line.
Oh, well, perhaps I may find something.
Oh, dear, much too daring!
No, I saw this in a Paris shop this morning.
No, no, no, too complicated.
Oh, Sally, it's beautiful! Now, this is what I meant.
And we have a novel accessory that goes with that dress.
I'll show you how it works.
I think I'll call Gloria, and see if she likes my new dress.
Gloria. Calling Gloria.
- HI Janel - HI.
Can you come over for a minute, Gloria?
I've got a new dress to show you.
Oh, step out, so I can see you, Jane.
You know I can't stand the suspense.
Show me. Show me now.
Oh, I'll show you as soon as you get here.
Oh, I can't wait that long.
Oh, Gloria, you only live next door.
It'll only take you a second to get here.
I don't care If I see your dress or not.
I'll be right over.
It looks gorgeous on you, Jane!
It's... it's out of this world!
It's a Pierre Martian original.
They were closing them out at the Satellite Shoppe.
You really like it, Gloria?
Jane, it's you. Walk in it.
Only $10.98 for the dress and $50 for the extension cord.
- A steal. - I hope George thinks so.
He hasn't seen it yet.
He and Elroy are watching television.
Then why don't you surprise them?
Make one of those big dramatic entrances.
Good idea.
Just let me put on a little matching makeup.
Just a touch of green lipstick.
Think wild. Drink Cosmo Cola.
One gulp, and you're in orbit.
Cosmo Cola has a 200 megaton rating.
Hey, what happened?
Cough up some money, Pop.
Oh, boy. This pay TV has gotta go.
And If It's transportation you need,
Let "Rent A Rocket" put you in the pilot seat.
Crash
Next time you have business on the moon,
remember " Rent A Rocket".
Ah, that was a short trip.
I wonder if they gave him his money back.
It's the Fred Solarvan show.
Oh, boy, I like Fred Solarvan! Don't you, Pop?
Yeah. He's like a relative who comes over once a week.
And here he is, your favorite relative
who comes over once a week, Fred Solarvan!
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
We really have some wonderful guests tonight.
And I'd like to start off by introducing
one of your favorite foreign movie stars.
We all know her name. The glamorous, uh, uh...
Gina Lollo Jupiter!
Hey, Pop, it's Gina Lollo Jupiter.
Gina Lollo Jupiter?
Elroy, what are you doing here?
Aw, Gina whiz!
Uh, get going on those homework tapes.
Aw, but Pop...
Elroy, come on, now. Come on. Go, go, go.
Okay, I'm going, going, going.
Oh, boy, I gotta see Gina in 3D!
Wowie!
You look lovely tonight, Gina.
Thank you, Fred. It is a pleasure to be back here on Earth.
Gina, I understand you'll be appearing tomorrow night
at Venus city, the Miss Solar System Beauty Contest.
Oh, that is right, Fred. There will be a lot of lovely girls
competing for the title.
The show will be on TV, you know, sponsored by
the Space“, Sprocket company.
Good old Spacely, that's my boss.
I hope to contribute a little something
to the contest festivities.
Ah, is she kidding? A little something.
Oh, I better put her back on the screen.
Now, Gina, have you any advice for the girls
in the beauty contest?
Well, they should understand the proper way of walking.
Walking is very important?
Oh, yes, Fred. It can mean the difference
between winning and losing. Here, I show you.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I see what you mean!
Oh, wait till George sees this far-out frock.
Oh, I know he'll love it.
N La la la la la la la la H
N La la la, it's your dream girl walking, hello N
Hi there, honey.
It's me, Janey.
George. Wake up, dear.
George? George?
Hi, Gina.
"Hi... Gina"?
Wow! Wow, what a pleasant surprise!
I, uh, I was just watching the Stuntley Dinkley report.
Uh, don't you notice anything about me?
Sure I do. You, uh, lost weight.
Uh, you gained weight. Oh, I know. You had a haircut.
Well, whatever you did, honey, you're almost good enough
for the Miss Solar System Beauty Contest.
Almost good enough?
- Well, I like that! - And I like you.
Now, why don't you take off that old housecoat
and put on something nice?
And then we'll go out for some chicken chow mein capsules
And, uh.. How does that strike you?
How's this strike you?
What'd I say? What did I say!?
Oh, don't cry, Jane. Frank is the same with me.
He and his Miss Solar System.
I've got a good mind to enter the contest myself.
- That'd teach him. - Yeah! That'd really..
Say, remember that picture you took
at the New Year's Eve party?
In that tantalizing masquerade costume?
Oh, I know the one.
I still have It. George wanted me to tear It up.
He said it was too "Oooo-ba-do-ba-do-ba-do-ba."
I think I put It In this drawer.
Yes. Here it is.
Ooh! It's a real sizzler alright, Jane.
Why don't you send it in to the contest committee?
- Just for fun. - Oh, I couldn't!
Me, a housewife, compete against all those lovely, young..
Wonderful, marvelous.
Let's really hear it for... Gina Lollo Jupiter.
More! Give us more! More!
Wowie! Wowie!
That settles it! Where's that picture?
I'll show him who can be glamorous!
"Miss Solar System. Brought to you by Spacely Sprockets."
Whoo-ee!
Oh, you know, I've always wanted to be a television sponsor.
You can cause so much panic. I think I'll start with Jetson.
He should be working at his desk.
Hmm. Not there. I bet I know where he is.
Just as I thought. At the water cooler again.
And now, fellow employees,
I would like to read you my latest company bulletin.
It's titled "One hundred and one ways
to goof off at the office and still collect overtime."
Jetson! What are you doing?
Goofin' off, sir!
- Report to my office. - Uh, yes, sir.
Oh, boy, the boss sure sounded mad!
You called, sir?
Why? Why? Why do I put up with you?
I don't know, sir! I mean, sorry, sir.
Listen, Jetson, don't make any plans tonight.
You're going to a beauty contest.
Oh, please, Mr. Spacely I'd look terrible in a bikini.
Don't be funny, Jetson.
You're going to be the assistant to the judge.
I am the judge.
After all, as sponsor, it's my duty to see
that the girls get a fair hearing.
Or should I say viewing?
Oh, boy. Yeah, I'll pick you up at 7:00.
Oh, sorry, I can't make it, sir. You see, Janie's mad at me,
so, I bought some theater tickets to make up.
You hen-peeked husbands are all alike!
Why can't you learn how to handle your wife?
- Pardon me? Pardon me? - Yes?
Mrs. Spacely is on the line, sir. On the line, sir.
Mrs. Spacely.. Whoops!
Okay, put her on.
What takes you so long to answer?
Well, you see, snookums, I was discussing
our production quotas.
Don't tell me that. It's that beauty contest again, isn't it?
Have you decided on the judge?
And it better not be you.
Me? Judge? Ch, of course not, dear.
In fact, Jetson and I were just going over a list of candidates.
- Weren't we, Jetson? - Yes, judge.
- Did he say “Judge "? - Uh...
Uh, no, I mean I said, "Oh, fudge."
Uh, I mean don't judge him hastily, Mrs. Judge.
Uh, Mrs. Spacely.
Imagine, sponsoring a beauty contest at your age.
I have a good mind to go home to mother.
Yes, dear.
And furthermore, you forgot to turn off the sonic sudser
when you did the dishes last night.
And why wasn't the linen changed?
- And the food-a-cycle cleaned? Files, dear.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Housework. Nothing but housework.
Now I've got this whole darn living room to do.
I'm just a drudge. That's all I am.
And underpaid drudge.
Pick up your feet, please. Pick up your feet, please.
Thank you. Thank you.
Hot coffee. Hot coffee.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Come in.
Oh, Jane, honey!
The mailman just left this special delivery tape.
It's from the Miss Solar System Contest.
Oh, the entry committee!
Oh, they must have gotten the picture I sent in.
Oh, hurry, Jane. Play it. The suspense is killing me.
Alright. Alright, Gloria.
Dear 36-26-36..
The contest committee has received your photograph.
And may we say, whew!
Therefore, by unanimous consent, you are hereby invited
to compete for the title of Miss Solar System.
Hear that, Jane? You're in. You're in!
But... but... but Gloria, I don't think I can go through with it.
First prize Is a million dollars.
I've changed my mind. I'm going through with it.
And besides, George needs to be taught a lesson.
And In addition to the pin up category,
all contestants are required to participate in a...
And we use the term loosely... A talent contest.
Talent? Talent. But what can I do?
[mam Fake It, baby, fake It.
See you tonight in Venus City, signed Whoo-woo-woo-woo-woo.
Oh, don't worry, Jane. You can always sing.
Oh, I don't know.
What am I going to tell George? He'd be furious if he knew.
Oh, relax. We'll think of something.
Yoo-hoo! It's me, dear, your little space bunny.
I'm back in the hutch. I've got a surprise for you, honey.
I picked up some theater tickets for tonight...
Tonight? But Jane, we've got that big PTA meeting.
- PTA? - Mm-hmm.
Oh, oh, yes, yes. The PTA.
Oh, I'm sorry, George, I won't be able to make it.
A very important meeting.
We're discussing how to combat delinquency on the moon.
Huh? But the tickets!
I've got to get dressed for the meeting, dear.
If you're hungry, there're some cold-cut capsules on the table.
And, George, don't wait up.
But the tickets!
Cold-cut capsules, eh?
Well, that does it!
First, I'll get cleaned up a bit.
I'II shave, comb my hair, brush my teeth.
I guess I should have this outfit pressed.
Let her go to the PTA meeting.
I am going to a beauty contest.
Have tape measure, will travel.
Whoopee!
Well, we're almost there, Mr. Spacely.
Jetson, how many times have I gotta tell you?
Call me "Judge".
But, Your Honor, supposin' your wife sees you on TV?
You'll be another case for Dr. Ken Spacey.
I've already taken care of that.
You've heard of the mystery guest?
Well, meet the mystery judge.
She'll never spot me as the mystery judge.
Nobody will know my real identity, eh, Jetson?
No, Your Honor. Who are you?
Got you fooled too, haven't I?
As Yogi Bear would say, you're smarter than the average boss.
Hey, there it is. Venus City Convention Hall.
Welcome to the Miss Solar System Contest.
Oh, boy, what a night this is going to be.
Yes, Earth people, it is a glorious night here
at the Miss Solar System Contest!
Oh, and there's movie queen Gina Lollo Jupiter,
trying to slip in unnoticed.
Hey, you forgot the searchlights.
Hello, hello darlings. Muah, muah, muah.
I love you. I love you all, darlings.
What did I tell you, friends?
She's just like the girl next door.
Real humility, real humility.
Oh, look who's coming this way.
It's our contest judge who prefers to remain anonymous.
Good evening, Judge Anonymous.
- Good evening. - Okay, Jetson.
The judge would like to thank Spacely Sprockets
for the privilege of appearing tonight.
Spacely, the favorite Sprocket of the Sprocket lovers everywhere.
Make mine Spacely.
N' S-P-A-L-C-E... NN'
You idiot, you spelt it wrong.
Come on, the girls are waiting.
What seat number? What seat number?
- Judges' box, please. - Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Oh, boy. How about this, sir? A seat right on the stage!
I'd like to be closer.
Scorecards. Get your scorecards. All the vital statistics.
Pardon me, judge. May I have your autograph?
A pleasure, my dear.
Love and kisses, the mystery judge.
Ooh! Thank you!
Mine too.
Oh, this is the life, eh, Jetson?
I hope you don't mind the same message, sweetie...
Yie, yie, yie!
Sweetie pie, eh?
You interplanetary worm.
Oh, how are you, Mrs. Judge? Uh, Mrs. Spacely.
Uh, where did you come... Uh, I mean, where... Uh, hello.
Quiet, you assistant worm!
Ladies and gentlemen, the Miss Solar System Contest
is about to begin, but first, a word from our sponsor.
Help!
Thank you, Mr. Spacely.
Just wait till I get you home, buster.
Take over for me, Jetson.
I've just resigned from the bench.
Head them off at the dressing room, men.
The mystery judge rides again.
And this court is now in session.
And here they are, the stunning contestants.
Let's give a great, big welcome to Miss Saturn!
Notice her native bathing suit, folks. All those lovely rings.
Ring-a-ding-ding!
[announced And here is the one and only...
Miss Mars!
Wowie!
Take me to your leader!
[announced Here we have Miss Big Dipper!
And Miss Satellite!
Ooba dooba!
I'd sure like to go into orbit with her.
[announced And now, let's say, hello to Miss Comet!
Wowie!
What an entrance!
Oh, boy. My mother warned me about those fast women.
[announced And now, last but not least, a very late entry from Earth.
Miss Western Hemisphere!
Ooba dooba dooba dooba!
That's what I call a well-grouped flock of molecules.
Something about her rings a bell.
And now, we'll begin our talent contest.
First, Ms. Saturn, who majors in space literature,
will give us a reading
from one of her favorite English classics.
Miss Saturn!
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
How I wonder what you are, darling.
Up above the world so high
like a 50 carat blue-white diamond in the sky."
Thank you, darlings.
Great! Wonderful!
Encore!
And now, here's Miss Mars with her musical specialty,
the Galaxy Concerto by Irving Galaxy.
What a gal!
Ooh, she's done everything but whistle "Dixie".
Very talented!
I wonder what she does for an encore.
Here's our next talented contestant,
Miss Western Hemisphere!
Th-thank you.
It's a pleasure to be here in friendly Venus City.
I hope someday you people will come down to Earth.
That voice, I'm sure I've heard it before.
Oh, nah, just wishful thinking, I guess.
I'd like to sing an old American folk ballad
that's been handed down for generations.
Hit it, fellas!
M Wont you fly home Bill Spacely won't you fly home N
I'll miss you all day long N
N I'II push those buttons darling while you relax M
N I know I've done you wrong N
N Remember that rainy evening you blasted off M
N A million miles to parts unknown N
N I know I've been mean but please make the scene N
M Oh Spacely won't you please fly home N
What a doll!
She's got everything!
Too bad all girls aren't like her.
Oh, well. Somebody's got to be in the PTA.
N You're out there in space but who knows what place 4“:
M Bill Spacely won't you please fly baby won't you please try M
N Fly home Bill fly home NM
It's planetary pandemonium up here, ladies and gentlemen!
Miss Western Hemisphere has just stolen the show!
Here she comes to receive the crown from the judge.
M Miss Solar System she's the queen N
M She's the fairest we have seen N
II From the brightest galaxy M“
M She our queen will ever be MN
Of course, before we crown you, you must remove your mask.
- Jane! - George!
Honey, I thought that you...
Beauty contest ends in uproar.
Winner and judge disqualified.
Miss Mars awarded title.
Read all about it.
Now, that's what I call injustice.
Taking away your title just because the judge
happens to be married to you.
But remember this, crown or no crown,
you'll always be my beauty queen.
Oh, George, that's poetry.
Sheer poetry.
Well, that settles it.
- Settles what? - This.
Gina?
Right. I'm resigning from the Gina Lollo Jupiter fan club.
II From the brightest galaxy M“
N She my queen will ever be M”
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Help! Help! Jane, stop this crazy thing.
Jane!
Help, Jane!