N Meet George Jetson N'
N His boy Elroy N
N Daughter Judy N
N Jane, his wife NM
And remember, Elroy, no stopping off at the Spaceburger satellite
on the way to school.
Oh, gee, Mom. How about on the way home?
Now, not another word.
Come on, come on. It's off to school for you.
Well, now, let's see. Here we are.
Playground, movies, school.
- Bye, dear. - Bye, Mom. See you in orbit.
Uh-oh. That must be Judy's ride.
Hey, Judy, let's blast out. We'll be late for school.
Hi, Mom. Bye, Mom.
But, Judy. Hey, where are you going with that space board?
Ricky Rocket is taking me to school.
Well, I know, dear. But on a space board?
Sure.
Didn't you ever space ski to school when you were a kid, Mom?
Whee!
Bye, dean
Well, that's two down and two to go.
Hey, Janey, where are my shoes?
Right In front of you, dear, where they're supposed to be.
Well, Ijust wanna be sure.
Yesterday, I walked out of here with my shoes on my ears.
You better hurry, George.
Don't forget you have to drop Astro off at obedience school
on your way to work.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, this Is his school day.
Oh, boy, will he be tickled. Here, Astro.
Time to go play with your doggy pals.
Oh, boy! My doggy Pals!
- Oh, boy. Oh, boy. - Alright, alright, calm down.
It isn't like you haven't seen them for ten years, you know.
Now, cut that out.
If I want a bath, I'll take a shower.
Oh, George, he's just excited.
You know how anxious he gets about school.
I know. I know. Oh, how I know.
Goodbye, dear. Have fun.
Fun? I could have more fun with a saber tooth tiger.
There's nothing worse than showing up at work
covered with dog hairs.
Yuck.
And eight trillion to the third power
times the nuclear hypotenuse equals the total sum
of the trigonomic syndrome
divided by the supersonic equation.
Very good, Elroy Jetson.
Now, one second, while I check over your answer.
Absolutely correct, Elroy.
You really know your elementary arithmetic.
Thank you, Miss Brainmocker.
Yes, students like yourself are a pleasure to tea...
To tea...
To teat.“
To teach.
Pardon me, class.
I've got a short in one of my transistors.
Now, if there are no questions
we'll go on to Einstein's theory of...
Whatcha watching?
It's the billionth rerun of The Flintstones.
Here goes! Yabba-dabba-doo!
Hey, look out, Fred.
Yabba-dabba-doo!
Kenny Countdown, how many times have I told you
no TV in the classroom?
What have you to say for yourself? Yourself? Yourself?
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Sorry.
Boing!
Very funny. You won't be laughing in a minute.
Here they are, children, your weekly report tapes.
Yippie!
Oh, boy. Report tapes.
My pop bought a new tape player
just so he could hear my marks in stereo.
Big deal.
I'm sure your family will be pleased, Elroy.
You've gotten all A's.
A“ A's. Hubba dubba.
Now, now, Elroy. Come down.
You know how the principal feels...
about flying in the classroom.
Sorry, Miss Brainmocker, but I couldn't help it.
Why, you miserable, little, space sneak.
Forget it, Elroy.
He'll be punished when his parents play his report tape.
'Four D's, an F and an H.'
And don't try to erase the tape. It's magna-proofed.
Wow. When my father hears this report tape,
it'll be planetary pandemonium.
What'll I do?
Say, now, maybe the old switcheroo will work.
Look, Elroy, up there.
Huh? I don't see anything.
That was just a joke.
Uh, congratulations, Elroy, old pal.
Sure wish I had your grades.
Yeah. I can hardly wait to play them for my pop.
He'll never get over it.
I'll never get over it. Four D's and an F and an H?
Elroy, how could you?
But Mom, Pop, I'm telling you, there's been a serious mistake.
That's right. A serious mistake.
Well, there's no mistaking this.
And may I urge you parents to come to class
so that we may discuss your son's atrocious conduct.
Perhaps a good military school on Mars
might be the answer to this.
A Martian military school?
Yeah, maybe that's what he needs.
A little hup, two, three, four!
Now, now, don't be so hard on the boy, George.
After all, all he did was fail.
Fail every subject.
Don't, Mom.
We can always move to another planet.
Please, won't anybody believe me?
I believe you.
Elroy, get to your room. And you too, Astro.
I'm sending you both to bed without supper pills.
Ah, Daddy, maybe you should give Elroy another chance.
At least let me give him one
peanut butter and jelly capsule, George.
No, no, no. He's got to be taught a lesson.
First, I'll start by taking away his credit cards.
Mr. Jetson. Calling Mr. Jetson.
Oh, the vis-a-phone.
Now who can be bothering us now, in our moment of shame?
Jetson here.
Sorry to trouble you, Jetson.
Oh, Mr. Countdown. What's up?
Well, you see, I'll let my son tell you.
Okay, Kenny, you tell him before I boot you to Jupiter and back.
I... I switched report tapes with Elroy.
He got all high marks.
Tell Elroy I'm sorry.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Sure.
Hear that, George? Elroy was telling the truth.
Oh, boy. I feel lower than a Martian midget.
Oh, Elroy.
Elroy. Elroy, my boy, listen. Elroy?
He's gone.
He must have written this note.
"Dear Mom and Pop, I'm running away from home.
Just leave my allowance in the usual place
and I'll have it picked up. Love, Elroy."
'"P.S. Re Roo, Rowe Rex Rog, Rastro."'
Ah, I mean, "P.S. Me too, your ex-dog Astra."
He's run away. Our son's run away.
Oh, now, don't worry, honey. He won't get far.
Now where can a kid like him go?
No place.
Just to the Moon, Venus, Jupiter, Mars, Saturn.
That's enough! That's enough! That's enough!
Maybe this'll teach my folks to believe me.
When I'm rich and famous, they'll be sorry.
Yeah. Well, I'm hungry.
Hungry already?
Okay, I brought some food for us.
Now, which one do you want?
We've got a ham and cheese capsule.
Hmm-m-m.
A fried egg capsule. A chicken chow mein pill.
Pick one.
Oh, what'd you do that for, Astro?
That was supposed to last us for a whole week.
I'm sorry.
Alright, you guys, hands in the air. Get 'em up.
- Yes, sir. - Yes, sir.
It's just a kid and his dog.
It's okay, kid. You can put 'em down.
You better get home. It's after curfew.
Mugsy Megaton and his mob just busted outta the Jupiter Jail.
Mugsy Megaton?
Oh, gee, I'll keep a lookout for him.
Don't bother, kid. He's dangerous.
You better fly home. You and that mutt of yours.
C'mon, let's go.
- Who's he callin' a mutt? - Who's he callin' a mutt?
Well, he didn't mean any harm, Astro.
But what about Mugsy Megaton?
He sure sounds rough.
Don't worry, Elroy.
Don't worry? What would you do If he saw us?
- Run for help. - Run for help.
Thanks a lot.
Alright, we're almost there, fellas.
Everybody know his job?
- How about you, Microbe? - Yeah, Mugsy.
- But what about the spacebulls? - Relax.
I got this rod full of freeze gas.
And besides, we hired us a real strong-arm gorilla.
Eh, Chuckles?
I don't know, boss. Why do you have to have a real gorilla?
'Cause he works cheap, that's why.
A dozen banana pills for him and we split the loot.
There it is, our next caper. The Galaxy Gem company.
We should make a gem of a haul here.
You crawl through the ventilator I told you about, Microbe.
Then down to the store and unlock the door for us.
Shh. Knock it off!
10,000 unemployed gorillas, and I gotta pick a giggler.
- Let's go, Microbe. - Right.
Help. I'm stuck.
I am too big for this ventilator.
He's stuck, the birdbrain.
I told him not to eat them pizza pills before a job.
Don't just stand there, you big ape.
Get him out of there. Hurry it up!
Come on, come on!
Get him out before the cops come.
Okay, okay! Let go.
- Hey, where's Mugsy? - Let me up, you big ape.
Let me up. Get me out of here!
Help!
Oh, boy.
It's enough to make you go straight!
Hey, a little kid and his dog.
Just what we need.
Now, you guys keep quiet and let me do the lying.
Now, with these dark glasses
I'll make like a big time director.
Uh, okay, cast, take it from the top.
This is the big robbery scene.
Uh, let's make this the best show on TV.
- The best, best, best! - A TV show?
- Which one, Mister? - Uh, um, The Unspaceables.
It's just the run-through. We shoot in the morning.
The Unspaceables. Wow!
You hear that, Astro?
Yeah, my favorite.
That's one of my favorite programs too.
Full of cops and robbers.
Eh, just robbers in this one kid.
No cops.
Uh, say, ever do any acting?
Uh, one of our juveniles didn't show.
Well, I was a little elf in a school play once.
Splendid. Just what we need.
Come on.
Now, all you have to do is zip through this vent
and open the door.
Gee, Mister, thanks.
- But I'm not sure I can. - Sure you can.
Everyone wants to be in showbiz.
- I'll give you a boost. - Okay, I'll try.
Good thinking, sonny. Here we go.
Action!
Thattaboy!
Through the ventilator, down into the store.
What talent. A natural.
Get set, you guys. He's openin' the door.
How was that, sir? Did I do alright?
Kid, you were perfect. Hurry up in there, you guys.
How much will I get for my part?
Oh, about five to ten years if we're caught.
It's the spacebulls. Come on, you guys.
Head for the car and take the kid with you.
I'll give 'em a whiff of this freeze gas.
Right, Mugsy.
Wait for me.
Hurry up, Astro. Oh, gee, what realism.
And gosh, this is just a rehearsal.
It's Mugsy Megaton. Pull up.
Okay, Mugsy. We got you.
Don't move.
Oh, yeah? Don't you move.
Now to cool off your partner.
Uh-oh. A freeze gas gun.
Calling all cars, calling all ca...
By the time these cops thaw out
we'll be half way to the moon.
Boy! That's what I call an exciting script.
- Thanks for the part. - Don't mention it.
Maybe we can use you in some of our other episodes, huh, fellas?
Watch it.
Watch it!
You know, I wish Mom and Pop could see me.
Now that I'm a TV star.
But they'll never know now.
Iran away from home.
And we just passed over my house.
That's very touching, kid.
But we gotta find us a place to hide out..
Say, now, you ran away from home, eh?
For shame. We're taking you right home.
But what about our getaway, Mugsy?
We just got us a new hideout. The kid's house.
Yeah.
And how long did you say your son's been missing?
He and his dog ran away about an hour ago,
wouldn't you say, dear?
Oh, yes. And both of them missed their supper.
Now, now, ma'am. Kids fly away from home every day.
We'll locate him. What's his name?
Elroy Jetson. And here's his picture.
He's nearly three feet tall, weighs about 62 pounds
and he's wearing space sneakers and, and...
Hold It. An emergency flash coming In.
Attention, attention.
The Mugsy Megaton mob just robbed Galaxy Gems.
- He sure didn't waste time. - That's right.
Mugsy, Microbe, Chuckles,
and a brand new member of the gang.
Appears to be a little boy approximately three feet tall,
about 62 pounds.
Oh, boy, you hear that, Janey?
That's what happens when kids don't have the right home life.
Oh, no, it can't be. Not Elroy!
The boy is accompanied by a big, simple looking dog.
That's them, sergeant, that's them!
Oh, it's all my fault! I drove them to a life of crime!
And he didn't even take an extra handkerchief!
What are you doing with Elroy's pictures, sergeant?
Sorry, ma'am.
He's now, one of the top ten most wanted criminals.
Do you have any extra photos? We'll need 'em for the post office.
Our son, a criminal!
Oh, there must be some mistake!
Better take her home, mister. We'll be in touch with you.
Where? Where did we go wrong?
Elroy Jetson, a mobster?
Oh, what will I tell the PTA?
Surprise! Step inside, please.
Mugsy Megaton!
What have you done with our boy?
Elroy, where are you?
Nothin' to worry about.
We just brought them home for safekeeping.
Now, I know you want to give us a reward.
Two months' room and board will be just fine.
Two months? Oh, no. You can't stay here.
Now, that's too bad.
I was hoping we'd be welcome.
Well, like I always said...
it's certainly nice to have company drop in.
That's better.
Now, how about some coffee?
Oh, uh, coffee? Coming up.
I hope you don't mind instant.
Coffee, sir. Coffee, sir.
I've got some extra cups if you're still hungry.
Okay, tie these two up and we'll hit the kitchen for some chow.
I wonder if this place is on our credit cards.
Oh, boy. We're really In trouble.
- What can we do? - I don't know.
George, George, look at Astro. He's chewing his way out.
Attaboy, Astro.
Chew, chew, chew! Chomp, chomp, chomp.
He did it! Good boy! Astro to the rescue.
Hey, what are you doing down there?
I'm scared.
I know you're scared.
But you've gotta help us before it's too late.
Come on. Outta there.
Now, fetch a policeman. Fetch a policeman.
Fetch a policeman, fetch a policeman.
That's it. Now don't forget it. Keep sayin' it.
Now, fetch a policeman!
Fetch a policeman, fetch a policeman.
Yeah, yeah. You already told me that.
Now, who's the criminal?
Big guy?
Two little guys.
Yeah, sounds like, eh, sounds like fun.
No, gun.
You're cold?
You're very cold.
Oh, a freeze gas gun?
- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, yeah, what?
Hold it, hold it a minute.
I'll call in the police artist.
Maybe he can make something outta this.
Yes, sergeant.
This canine character is trying to describe somebody.
See, if you can draw it up.
Uh, okay, hound. Try and remember the mug's mug.
How'd he look?
Ugly head. Big nose.
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Ugly head, big nose.
Oh, yeah. Make ears bigger.
Oh, mouth smaller.
Uh-huh.
Mm-hm.
Wow! He's an ugly. A typical criminal if I ever saw one.
Here you are, sergeant. How's that for an ugly mug?
Why, you dumb space head. That's me.
That's him! That's him!
Mugsy Megaton, Mugsy Megaton!
That's him? Mugsy Megaton?
Call out the Riot Rod!
Uh, I mean, call out the Riot Squad.
George, what do you think they'll do with us?
I don't know, honey.
But I wouldn't make any social commitments.
Uh-oh. Here they come.
Well, folks, we got good news for you.
We took a vote and I'm afraid we'll have to leave.
- Goodbye. - And drive carefully.
I also got some bad news.
Since you know so much, we've gotta do something with you.
- Right? - Right.
Show 'em what we're gonna do to them, Chuckles.
Hey, you dumb ape. He's one of us.
He sure enjoys his work, doesn't he?
You can say that again.
Me and my big mouth.
As I said, we took a vote and you lost.
I demand a recount.
Sorry, it was unanimous.
This is the end of the line. Okay, Chuckles.
[mam Hands up, Hussy
Or you'll get a shot of freeze gas, too.
Yeah, hands up!
Astro, you saved us.
Good dog, Astro.
Yeah, he's a hero, alright.
Aw, shucks.
Okay, take 'em out and lock 'em up.
He would have to freeze the biggest one.
Don't worry, fellas, it's just a temporary setback.
Yeah, very temporary, Mugsy. Thirty years to life.
George, we're free. I can't believe it.
Yeah, me neither.
This is the longest I've ever kept quiet.
Hold It. Hold It, everybody.
It's your roaming television reporter.
Billions of people are waiting to hear this story.
Okay, we're on the air.
Good evening, universe.
This is your on the spot newsman, Chet Sprinkley.
We're at the Jetsons' home, where the Megaton mob
has just been captured.
And here he is, George Jetson.
- The hero of the day. - Well, not really.
My son Elroy is the real hero here.
Elroy, my boy, tell us what happened.
The truth is, Astro was the one who saved us.
Well, Astro, could you tell us what happened?
Oh, boy, will I!
Did you ever see such a ham?
Oh, yes, well, thank you.
We're very...
Thank you, but I...
We need to get on with the show.
Thank you. That should do it.
The Jetsons.
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Help! Help!
Jane, stop this crazy thing.
Jane!
Help! Jane!