Rockin' with Judy Jetson (1988)

[bunniefuu]

♪ Rock rock

going on a rockin' spree ♪

♪ Rock rock rock you

'round the galaxy ♪

♪ Rock rock havin' fun

just you and me ♪

♪ Rock rock rock rock ♪

♪ Rock rock do the tune

to my guitars ♪

♪ Rock rock rockin'

by a million stars ♪

♪ Rock rock Halloween

is good for Mars ♪

♪ Rock rock rock rock ♪

♪ Come on and rock

We've just begun ♪

♪ Come on get high

We're havin' fun ♪

♪ You try it once

when you're hot ♪

♪ And you'll be hooked

and you'll never stop ♪

♪ Rock rock rock rock ♪

[cheering]

Ow! Baby, baby, baby!

Ah, ah, ah.

Thanks, all you crazy

space cadets.

I'd like to introduce

the outta orbit little lady

who wrote that song

and sang it with me.

Judy Jetson.

(all)

Judy Jetson. Judy Jetson.

Judy Jetson. Judy Jetson.

Oh! Thank you, Sky Rocker.

(Mr. Microchips)

'Judy Jetson. Judy Jetson.'

What is the meaning

of this, Miss Jetson?

She's been dreaming

about that rock star again.

[all laughing]

Ah! What a hunk!

[laughing]

Oh, I'm sorry,

Mr. Microchips.

(Mr. Microchips)

'And what is this?'

Hmm. "Goin' on a rockin' spree.

Rockin' 'round the galaxy."

Is this what

you have been doing

instead of your

history assignment?

Well, I, uh..

Th-that is, I was, uh..

Oh, brother.

Perhaps you need

some time

to think about goofing up

in class, Miss Jetson.

whirr

swoosh

You can sit there

until the end of the day.

Click, click.

[all laughing]

Ha ha ha.

Boy, were you a riot

in class today, Judy.

Oh, I don't know, Ramm.

I think she looked

kinda cute

with that dunce cap

on her head.

[laughing]

Why don't you guys

grow up?

Can't you see Judy

feels bad enough already?

I'd feel bad too

if I wrote a song like that.

[laughing]

Yeah.

♪ Rockin' 'round the galaxy ♪

[laughing]

I don't care

what anybody says.

"Rockin' 'Round The Galaxy"

is a good song.

It didn't make

the teachers top 40 list.

[laughing]

Hey, guys. Here's your

flying saucer float, Nicky.

Thanks.

And, uh, here's your 20 scoop

supersonic Saturn special, Ramm.

Oh! With the works. Phew!

click

Gee, thanks.

gulp gulp gulp

You girls want anything?

Sure. We'll take

two Martian malts.

- Make mine a double.

- Comin' up.

You know, Judy, if you

really wanna make points

with Mr. Microchips,

I could tutor you.

After all,

I am a star pupil.

Yeah, Nicky always helps me

with my homework.

Two Martian malts coming up.

whirr

Hey! Look out!

I'll be glad to help you

with all your lessons.

Ah!

[Judy and Iona laughing]

- Thanks for the offer, Nicky.

- Yeah.

If I ever wanna learn how to be

a drip I'll let you know.

Very funny! Come on, Ramm.

We're leaving.

gulp gulp gulp

Yeah. Sure, Nicky.

You know, Judy, you really

should stop thinking about

Sky Rocker all the time

and do some studying.

At least, until

the big test next week.

Oh! You're right, Iona.

I'm not even going to think

about Sky Rocker for one week.

Judy, Judy!

Have you heard?

Sky Rocker's coming into town

for a surprise concert tonight.

Sky Rocker!

Ooh!

That didn't take long.

He'll be arriving at

Grand Central Space Station

any minute.

What are we waiting for?

Come on, Iona. Maybe I can

get him to look at my song.

Oh, well. I tried.

Quark, Quasar,

come here at once!

(together)

Hup, two, three, four.

Hup, two, three, four.

'Hoppity hup, hup, halt!'

At your service,

Your Highness.

I have an important

assignment for you two.

You are to deliver

this message.

Uh, what's it say?

Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam?

Hey! It's in Sanskritic.

Ha ha ha.

Silence!

(together)

Yike!

You're supposed to deliver it,

not read it.

(together)

Sorry, Your Highness.

Yes, Your Highness.

mwah mwah mwah

That message is in code.

And when I break the code,

I'll be able to rid the universe

'of the one thing

I hate most.'

'The one thing

I loathe and despise.'

'A thing I can't even mention.'

Because its mere name

throws me into a blind

sputtering rage!

And you know what that is,

don't you?

Yeah, we do.

I-I mean, we do?

M-U-S-I-C.

Music?

He said it!

He said m-mu..

Mu..

[screaming]

Here we go again.

[screaming continues]

splash

Thank you, Gruff.

Don't ever say

that word again.

Okay. Okay.

Gee, that's an awful

funny way to act

just because

somebody says music.

He said it too!

He said m-mu..

[screaming]

splash

Thank you, Gruff.

Fortunately,

I won't have to put up

with that hideous word

much longer.

For soon I will be able

to put my mental flosser

into operation.

Then I, Felonia Funk

will control the minds

of everyone in the universe

and there will be

no more M-U-S-I-C.

- Wow! What a nifty gadget.

- Yes.

But to operate it

I must obtain a rare element..

buzz

...Megagamma 12.

That coded message tells the

whereabouts of the only piece

of Megagamma 12

in the galaxy.

Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam?

(Felonia)

Precisely.

Commander Comsat

will decode it.

Now, go.

You are to rendezvous with him

at Grand Central Space Station.

(together)

We're off!

To rid the universe

of every last note of mu..

[growling]

Phew. Thanks.

I almost said mu..

M-U-S-I-C.

Get out of here.

Go. Go!

(together)

Double time.

Hup, two, three, four.

Hup, two, three, four.

[instrumental music]

[crowd cheering]

Look! Here comes

Sky Rocker now.

[cheering continues]

Baby, baby, baby!

Oh, oh, oh!

Your superstar

is ready to go, go, go!

Easy, space babes. Easy.

[cheering continues]

Oh! Imagine.

Sky Rocker in person.

I can't wait

to meet him.

Yeah. And you're not

the only one.

'Some surprise concert.'

'Looks like everyone

in the galaxy knew about it.'

We'll never get

anywhere near him.

And I'll never get

to show him my song.

Oh! I have an idea.

Iona, do you still have our

band instruments in the trunk?

Yeah. Oh, no.

I smell another famous

Judy Jetson scheme coming up.

Sorry, girls. Gotta go.

No more autographs.

Sky will see you

at the Cosmic Coliseum tonight.

[crowd cheering]

[instrumental music]

- Gimme an S.

- 'S!'

- Gimme a K.

- 'K!'

- Gimme a Y.

- 'Y!'

S-K-Y.

Sky!

♪ He's outta orbit

He's lost in space ♪

♪ He's so good-looking ♪

♪ A gorgeous face ♪

♪ He's my, my

like my kinda guy ♪

Wow!

Wow is right!

Spacey song.

Of course you space babes

picked a great subject.

Yours truly.

mwah

Whoo! What's your name,

gorgeous?

I-I..

Her name's Judy Jetson.

Ow! Hey, baby, baby!

Ha ha! That's a spacey name.

Yeah. And she's written

plenty of songs.

- Haven't you, Judy?

- I-I..

In fact,

here's one of 'em.

Right. Well, I'll run

my eyeballs over it later.

What, maybe I'll even

sing it tonight, baby, baby.

We gotta go, Sky.

Gotta go. Time is money.

Here are some free tickets

to tonight's concert, girls.

- Love ya. Gotta go.

- Later, space babe.

[crowd cheering]

Oh, Judy.

Free tickets.

And he said he might

sing your song tonight.

Isn't that hyper-spacey?

I-I..

Psst! Have you

seen him yet?

- Seen who?

- Comsat, you knucklehead.

The one we're supposed

to give this code to.

I thought you were

lookin' for him.

You thought?

Who told you to think?

[girls screaming]

bam

[comical music]

Hey, why don't you look

where youse goin'?

Come on, Sky. Gotta go.

Later, space dudes.

Love your look.

The nerve of that guy.

[screaming]

pop pop

Oh, don't look now,

Quasar.

But I think we're in the middle

of a landing path.

Never mind.

Where's the code?

Huh?

- Oh! Here it is.

- Did someone say code?

I believe you two

are looking for me.

I'm Commander Comsat.

Oh, boy!

Are we glad to see you.

I'll have this decoded

as soon as possible.

Thanks.

Now, come on, you.

Let's get outta here before

you get us into more trouble.

Me? What did I do?

"Rockin' 'round the galaxy."

Hmm. Awfully strange code.

[girls screaming]

swoosh

Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam?

What in the universe is that?

The lyrics that spacey

space chick gave me.

Ow! This song

is outta orbit.

Ooh! I still can't

believe it's true.

Sky Rocker might

sing my song.

Well, if you're gonna be

a famous song writer

you'd better look the part.

Yeah. We better hurry

and get ready.

I need a new hairdo.

Or something totally

out of this galaxy.

Oh! Try this one.

- The lunar land mine.

- Nah. Too boring.

Oh! Then how about this?

The Venusian volcano.

Oh, that's too common.

Everybody's wearing it.

Here. This one has Judy Jetson

written all over it.

- Ooh! This is the spaciest.

- What did I tell you?

Wait till you see this one.

The flying flamer.

Isn't it hot?

Ha ha ha. Yeah.

It's so hot,

it's almost cool.

Oh! Now let's see

if we can find you

a hot-looking outfit

to go with it.

Come on.

Oh, goodness.

George will be home any minute.

I better freshen up.

buzz

Honey, I'm home.

Coming dear.

Ah! Jane, you're on fire.

What?

Don't worry, Mrs. J.

I'll put it out.

Rosie, wait. Oh!

That oughta do it, Mrs. J.

- "The flying flamer?"

- The flyin' what?

Judy, did you use

the coiffe-o-dome last?

Oops! Sorry, mom.

Hey, nobody told me

this was a costume party.

We're dressed for

the Sky Rocker concert tonight.

Don't tell me,

the concert's on Mars

and you want to blend in

with the locals.

Oh, daddy. The concert's

right here in town.

And this is what

all the kids are wearing.

Well, you can just change

into something normal.

Because that concert is

definitely out of the question.

Uh, but, daddy, we met

Sky Rocker in person.

- And he gave us these tickets.

- Oh, he was so dreamy.

And he promised to look

at a song Judy wrote.

- He might even sing it tonight.

- I don't care.

The answer is absolutely,

positively no.

'No, no, no, no. no!'

Gee, Astro.

Sounds like dad's home.

George, dear.

It isn't everyday a famous star

gives a girl free tickets

and promises

to look at her song.

Beside, if you make

Judy stay home

she'll play Sky Rocker's

records all night long.

'Really loud.'

Huh?

Well, alright.

But don't stay out too late.

Oh, thanks, daddy.

You won't be sorry.

I'll be the judge of that.

Hey, dad,

can I go too?

Elroy, that concert's

past your bedtime.

Oh, gee, mom.

Gee, Astro.

Tonight Judy's gonna become

a famous song writer

and we're gonna have

to read about it

in the

"Intergalactic Inquirer."

- Yeah.

- Hey, that's it!

- It is?

- Sure.

Now, Astro, as soon as

it gets dark

we're gonna go over there..

[whispering]

[laughing]

(male announcer)

'Live from the Cosmic Coliseum'

'and beamed to the seven corners

of the universe.'

'That mega blast

of rock 'n' roll, Sky Rocker!'

Baby, baby, baby!

Ah, ah, oh.

Sky Rocker's here

and he's startin' the show.

[cheering]

I'm gonna start off

tonight's show

with a special blast

from the past

"The Jupiter Jump."

And it's dedicated

to a very special

'spacey lady in the audience.'

Oh, he was lookin'

at you, Judy.

You-you think so?

Ooh!

[instrumental music]

♪ Put your moon boots

on your feet ♪

♪ Lift off

to that crazy beat ♪

♪ Bob along the galaxy ♪

♪ Do the spacey hop with me ♪

♪ What are we doin'? ♪

(all)

The Jupiter Jump.

♪ What are you playin'? ♪

(all)

The Jupiter Jump.

♪ What are you singin'? ♪

(all)

The Jupiter Jump.

♪ Come on g*ng

let's Jupiter Jump ♪

Please state your name

and show your press pass.

I'm Red,

from "The Morning Sun."

Proceed.

Please state your name

and show your press pass.

I'm Dizzy,

from "The Daily Orbit."

Proceed.

Please state your name

and show your press pass.

(Elroy)

'Elroy Jetson, from

the "Intergalactic Inquirer."'

Huh?

You look awfully small

for reporters.

Well, it's a small paper.

I don't know.

Say cheese.

click

Please pass your press..

[mumbling]

(all)

The Jupiter Jump.

The Jupiter Jump.

Good work, Astro.

Now we can see Judy become

a famous song writer.

Astro?

The Jupiter Jump.

The Jupiter Jump.

Astro, we're supposed

to act like reporters.

Okay.

♪ Jump in the crater

we'll do the job later.. ♪

[audience cheering]

And now I've got

a brand new number

'written by a very

outta orbit little lady'

'Judy Jetson!'

Oh! Oh! Ooh!

- Judy!

- Are you alright?

I can't believe it.

Sky Rocker's actually

gonna sing my song.

[audience cheering]

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam ♪

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

flip flap flop ♪

♪ Folly wolly iggle jiggle

jim jo jam ♪

♪ Hidy hody heebie jeebie

yay yay ♪

♪ Kaplatch kablootch

inky pinky pooch ♪

♪ Baba doodle

wibble wobble blah hah ♪

♪ Moosh moosh ♪

♪ Macarooni moo ♪

♪ Geega doogla

ga ga ga doo ♪

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam ♪

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble ♪

Tha-tha-that's not my song.

I wonder what language

he's singin' it in.

♪ Hidy hody heebie jeebie

yay yay ♪

♪ Blue plash kilo patch

coocoo sham ♪

♪ Mooshy mooshy wikki wappy

goo gaa choo ♪

♪ Schnickle pickle

kitchie coola poo ♪

♪ Gooney rooney

gooly gooly moo ♪

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam ♪

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

flip flap flop ♪

♪ Folly wolly iggle jiggle

jim jo jam ♪

♪ Hidy hody heebie jeebie

yay yay ♪

Alright!

Zowie! Sky Rocker will be

light-years ahead

of everyone else.

Imagine, not only lyrics

you can't understand

but lyrics that

don't mean a thing.

This isn't what I wrote.

I wouldn't say that too loud.

The crowd loves it.

Whoever this

Judy Jetson is

she sure writes

a super spacey song.

Yeah, Judy Jetson!

Zip zot zam.

This is great.

This is terrible.

I'll never be able

to face my friends again.

Don't worry.

You're a hit.

Yeah. I can't believe it, Judy.

You're famous. You've..

You're gone.

Hey, where's Judy?

I don't know.

I guess she split.

Gee, she's only been famous

for a micro second

and she's already

camera shy.

[signal beeping]

Da, comrades.

Now we have latest hit

from United States.

"Gleep Glorp"

written by Judy Jetson.

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam ♪

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

flip flap flop ♪

[signal beeping]

[gibberish]

"Judy Jetson."

[gibberish]

"Gleep Glorp."

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam ♪

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

flip flap flop ♪

Mission accomplished.

We delivered the code

to Commander Comsat.

Unfortunately,

you blunderers were too late.

'Somebody else

already has the code.'

Listen to this.

zap

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

flip flap flop ♪

♪ Folly wolly iggle jiggle.. ♪

Yeah. Hey, outta orbit!

Quite you!

♪ ..heebie jeebie

yay yay alright ♪

(male announcer)

'That was Sky Rocker's

latest hit'

written by Earth's

new song writing superstar

Judy Jetson!

zap

What do you know? Somebody

set the code to music. Oops!

You said the M word.

M-m-mu, m-mu.

M-m-mu!

[screaming]

splash

Thank you, Gruff.

You idiot! How could

you say that word?

(both)

Yike!

Uh, we'll be goin' now,

Your Highness.

He he he.

(Felonia)

'Not so fast,

you astrological misfits.'

If anyone else decodes that

message first my plan will fail.

Wha-wha-what can we do?

Simple. Get me

that rock singer.

I want to find out

who he's working for

and how much he knows.

And bring me

that song writer

Judy Jetson.

(Iona)

'Judy, there you are.'

You missed

the hyper-spacey concert.

I couldn't stand

to listen to another note.

Why? Sky Rocker sang

your song five times.

But it wasn't my song.

I wrote

"Rockin' 'Round The Galaxy"

and he changed it

to "Gleep Glorp."

"Gleep Glorp,"

"Rockin' 'Round The Galaxy."

What's the difference?

It's a hit.

Car jet ticket, please.

whirr

swish

tick tick tick

poof

Oh! Parking cars for a living

sure wears a girl out.

Are you sure you don't want

to go backstage and see Sky?

After what he did

to my song?

I don't think

I could face him.

And I'm sure he doesn't

wanna see me.

buzz

screech

Judy? Judy?

Gee, Astro. Looks like

we missed her again.

- Drats!

- 'We better get used to it.'

When Judy gets to be a big star

she'll always be on the go.

Yeah. Go, go, go.

I bet it'll be neat havin'

a big star for a big sister.

Hmm. I wonder.

[crowd screaming]

(all)

Judy! Judy! Judy!

'Judy! Judy! Judy!'

[yawning]

Are my fans still

out there, Rosie?

Yep, Miss Judy.

I guess there's

no accounting for taste.

What was that, Rosie?

Uh, I-I said t-they're

all over the place.

Well, I can't blame them.

After all,

I am the greatest

song writing sensation

in the galaxy.

Who would've thought

that I, Judy Jetson

will become

such a big star

or such a big house

and such a big car.

And such a big head.

[knock on door]

rattle rattle

- Hi, Rosie.

- Hi, Elroy boy.

Whoever it is, Rosie, tell them

I'm not giving autographs today.

I don't want an autograph.

It's me. Elroy.

Elroy? Elroy who?

Elroy Jetson,

your kid brother.

Oh, yes!

I do rember you..

...vaguely.

Gee! I've only been away

at school since this morning.

(Jane)

'Oh, Elroy.

Thank heavens you're back.'

You can help me

with the house cleaning.

I don't think I can handle

all this work much longer.

Mom, what are you

doing that for?

Ever since your sister

became a big star

Rosie takes care

of her all day

and then I have

to do the chores.

Oh! This button-pushing

is k*lling me.

Look, everyone.

There's Judy.

[screaming]

(Elroy)

'Wait, you can't come in here.'

[grunting]

No, no, wait! Stop!

You can't come in here.

Everybody out!

Out! Out!

Come on,

clear the room.

- Elroy?

- Huh?

Oh, it's you, Astro.

Gee. Maybe it won't be so neat

if Judy became famous.

I don't get it, Quasar.

How are we gonna kidnap

this Sky Rocker guy?

Quiet, you numbskull.

You want everyone

to know about it?

Oops! Sorry.

But I still don't get it.

'Just leave

the thinkin' to me.'

I brought along

some disguises.

♪ Yep tap ta-da-ra-ta

pa pa bam ♪

Manny, has Judy

shown up yet?

No, I can't

find her anywhere.

Man, I thought for sure

she'd come backstage

after I sang her song.

Well, then I might as well get

out of this ridiculous outfit.

We've gotta find

that Judy Jetson.

I wanna sign her

to an exclusive contract.

She's the best song writer

that come along in light-years.

Oh, yeah.

And the spaciest girl to come

along in light-years too.

[knock on door]

Oh! That might be Judy now.

Quick! Get back in your costume.

No telling what she'll think if

she sees you looking like that.

But why can't I just be myself,

huh? Billy Booster.

Man, I'm tired

of this Sky Rocker bit.

Billy, Billy, if I told ya once,

I told ya thousand times.

You gotta have a name

that says star.

What kind of a name

is Billy Booster?

Sky Rocker.

Now, that's a star's name.

[knock on door]

Now, get in your costume.

I'll get the door.

[screaming]

Calm down. Calm down.

Let me guess. You want

Sky Rocker's autograph, right?

Wrong. We want

Judy Jetson's autograph.

Yeah, you know.

(all)

Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam.

Ow! Baby, baby, baby!

Can it, Sky.

They're lookin' for Judy.

She's not here.

Come on, g*ng.

Let's try down the hall.

[screaming]

This Judy Jetson thing is

gettin' bigger than I thought.

She's gonna be

big, big, big.

Let's see. I wonder

what we could call her.

Astrid Astronaut. Yeah.

Oh, boy.

[knock on door]

Maybe that's her now.

[screaming]

Hi, I'm Rhoda Starlet from the

"Celestial Celebrity Report."

Uh, hi.

Ah! You must wanna

interview Sky.

No, no! I want

to interview Judy Jetson.

Uh, well, she's not here

right now.

But Sky would love

to answer a few questions.

Uh, sorry, fella.

Sky Rocker's old news.

The public wants new stars.

That's a wrap, guys. Let's go.

[screaming]

Jumpin' Jupiter!

Everyone wants Judy.

[knock on door]

Judy's not here.

We're lookin'

for Sky Rocker.

Yeah. We love him.

He's such a hunk.

Is that Judy?

No, just some, uh,

lovely young fans of yours.

I'm sorry.

Sky's a little depressed.

No autographs.

Uh, do I understand

that you spacey dudes

are looking

for Judy Jetson?

Why, yes.

Oh, we'd love to get

our mitts on her too.

bam

What she means

to say is

we could take you

to her.

- Hey, you know where she is?

- Of course we do.

- We do?

- Quiet, numbskull.

I mean, ha ha ha.

Oh, you're such a silly goose.

Ha ha ha.

If you'll just step

over here, Mr. Rocker.

She's right in here.

(Sky)

'Judy?'

So long, sucker.

boing

rattle rattle

You're goin' special delivery,

straight to our boss.

(Manny)

'Hey! Wait a minute.'

You can't do that.

Sky's got a concert tomorrow.

I'm afraid Mr. Rocker's

gonna be unavoidably detained.

poof

Oh, well.

The show must go on.

Baby, baby, baby.

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam ♪

Wow! "Gleep Glorp"

is all over the space waves.

click

I just want to go

some place quiet.

How about the Crater Club?

There's never anybody there.

Okay.

Pull over to that cloud.

Do you realize you were going

85,000 in a 70,000 zone?

Sorry, officer. We were just on

our way to the Crater Club and--

Say, aren't you Judy Jetson?

Uh, yes. Why?

You're on the cover

of this minutes edition

of Microtime Magazine Chip.

- Me?

- 'Yeah.'

(officer)

'It says here that your song was

a big hit in tonight's concert'

and you're on your way

to the top.

I can't wait to see

what the next issue says

when it comes out

in about 30 seconds.

Listen, I'll give ya a police

escort to the Crater Club.

- Follow me.

- Wow. Thanks.

You won't believe

who I just pulled over.

Judy Jetson.

- 'The song writer?'

- Yeah.

And I'm escortin' her

to the Crater Club

Hello? Oh, Judy Jetson's

coming here?

The song writer?

No kiddin'.

Judy Jetson,

at the Crater Club.

Judy Jetson, you know.

♪ Gleep Glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam ♪

In person.

At the Crater Club.

Hey! What's going on?

(all)

Judy! Judy! Judy!

What did I tell you, Judy?

You're a celebrity.

I-I..

For a song writer,

she's sure at a loss for words.

(female #1)

'And as president

of the Judy Jetson Fan Club'

with chapters on 27 planets

in recognition of your

best song writing career

of the past 20 minutes, I hereby

present you with this gift.

[crowd cheering]

click

[crowd gasping]

Wow! A retroscopic

electro magnetic guitar.

Listen,

I can't accept this.

Oh, she's so modest.

Listen, don't blow it, Judy.

This could be your break.

No. There's something I should

tell you all about Gleep Glorp.

Don't tell us anything.

Just sing.

(all)

'Yes, sing, sing!'

Gleep Glorp! Gleep Glorp!

Gleep Glorp! Gleep Glorp!

But, uh, but..

But wait.

I don't even know the words.

Ha ha ha.

She's such a kiddo.

You better fake it, Judy.

This crowd looks dangerous.

Alright.

One, two, three, four.

♪ Gleep Glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam ♪

♪ Gleep Glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam ♪

♪ Folly wolly iggle jiggle

jim jo jam ♪

♪ Hidy hody heebie jeebie

yay hey ♪

♪ Kaplatch kablootch

inky pinky pooch ♪

♪ Baba doodle wibble wobble

blah hah ♪

♪ Moosh moosh

macarooni moo ♪

♪ Geega doogla

ga ga ga doo ♪

♪ Gleep Glorp fleeble flabble

zip zot zam.. ♪

Wow, Nicky.

Judy really is a song writer.

Yeah, Ramm.

Who knew she can write

such meaningful lyrics?

Hey, kids,

we're broadcasting live

from the hottest spot this side

of the sun, the Crater Club

where that new

song writing sensation

Judy Jetson is on stage

with her band.

Look, Astro,

Judy is doing a live show.

rowr

♪ Riff ruff ribble rabble

roof roof roof ♪

Maybe if we hurry

we can get there in time

to congratulate her.

♪ Folly wolly iggle jiggle

jim jo jam ♪

Hey, turn down that video,

will ya?

I'm tryin' to concentrate.

I can't find that Jetson girl

anywhere on my scandiscope.

Just a reminder.

'We are live from the

Crater Club with Judy Jetson.'

Hey, Quasar, look.

It's Judy Jetson.

Not now, space brain.

I'm looking for Judy Jetson.

But, Quasar, she's in--

She's not there.

Nope, not there.

She's not here. Hey, hey.

Will you turn that down?

Yes, it's really Judy Jetson.

She's at the Crater Club.

She's live.

[grunting]

I said turn that thing..

Oh! Isn't that..

(man on TV)

Yes! Judy Jetson.

She's right here at the

Crater Club. She's live.

See? What have I been

tryin' to tell ya?

Why didn't you say somethin'?

Turn this thing around.

(Quark)

'Hey, don't push that.'

- 'What are you doin'?'

- 'Give me that.'

- 'You hindbrain.'

- 'That's my foot. Watch out!'

(George)

'Jane, I know how you must feel,

but Judy's a big girl.'

Just because she's out late

and she's with a bunch

of wild rock musicians

that's no reason for you

to lie awake worrying.

Really, you should try

to get some sleep.

Judy's all grown up.

There's nothin'

to be nervous about.

Ha ha ha.

Just try to get some sleep.

Jane? Jane?

[snoring]

That's nice dear.

I guess, I'm the only one

who's having trouble sleepin'.

Maybe a little holographic TV

will calm my nerves.

Let's see what's on

the lunar late show.

[audience cheering]

bam

Rocky 912.

Uh, no. I've seen that one

a million times.

Ah! One of those

foreign movies.

Directed by

Fedrico Marshani.

[gibberish]

Uh, now, those Martians

are too earthy.

This is Rhoda Starlet

with the Rock 'n' Roll report.

Yuck! The old

Rock 'n' Roll network.

Tonight's celestial celebrity

is rock song writer Judy Jetson.

Ah! Who cares about

some rock song writer..

Judy Jetson?

Did she say Judy Jetson?

(Rhoda on TV)

'Yes, I did.'

'With her hit song

"Gleep Glorp."'

'Miss Jetson is the biggest

overnight sensation'

'in three and a half hours.'

Jane! Jane!

They're talkin' about

Judy on TV.

Mmm. That's nice, dear.

[snoring]

This song was introduced

by Sky Rocker

at his concert tonight

and it's already number four

on the charts.

Oh! Number two.

One? The number one song.

How do you like that?

My little girl is famous.

I knew there was nothin'

to worry about.

There are even rumors

of romance

between the budding tunesmith

and the megastar.

Romance?

I knew there was somethin'

to worry about.

We take you live

to the ultra hip Crater Club

where the crowd has coaxed

Judy on stage.

[instrumental music]

The Crater Club. I gotta

get down there right away.

My little princess is too young

to be dating some rock star.

Oops! I better

put on some clothes.

People are ling up here

just to get in.

Sorry, bud.

You're too square.

Too square?

Uh-oh! I better try to blend in.

Let's see.

'"Formal. Normal."'

'Ah! "Teenage."'

thud

Now, for my hair.

click

Here we go.

The rockin' rooster.

screech

I look like a nuclear nightmare.

Perfect.

Don't worry, Jane honey.

Everything will be

ju-just fine.

Mmm. That's nice, dear.

[snoring]

Now, we're gonna corner

this Judy girl

then I'm gonna

switch this switch.

Hey! How come you always

get to switch the switches?

No fair.

I wanna do it.

Whoa, wait.

- You know what to do?

- Yeah.

We find the girl

then I switch this switch.

zap

poof

Oh! My car!

He he he.

Don't worry, ma'am.

Uh, valet parkin'.

You, space brain,

you switched the switch.

But I don't even know

which switch is which?

Just watch.

Switch this switch.

- Switch which watch?

- 'I didn't say switch a watch.'

I said watch which switch

is which.

- Where's the witch?

- Not a witch. A switch.

You give me that.

Look, switch this switch.

zap

thud

Oh! I get it.

You, lunar lamebrain.

Come on.

Hey! What'd I do?

♪ Folly wolly iggle jiggle

jim jo jam ♪

♪ Hidy hody heebie jeebie

yay hey ♪

[screams]

[cheering]

Judy Jetson

is outta orbit.

This is ridiculous.

I can't take credit

for a song I didn't write.

What are you going to do?

I'm gonna go out there

and, and tell her the truth.

Judy Jetson,

you're not going anywhere.

- You're going with us.

- Hey, that's a contradiction.

Quiet, you.

Oh, sorry, fellas,

but, uh, uh..

I'm not giving out autographs.

- We don't want your autograph.

- We want you.

zap

Look out!

poof

I've heard of fans

wanting souvenirs

but this is ridiculous.

- I'll get her this time.

- That's what you think.

(both)

Yike!

boing boing boing

thud

Now that's what I call

a drumroll.

Come on, let's lose these

purple party poopers.

Oh! Is Felonia gonna be mad.

You're a big help.

I feel awful spying

on Judy like this.

I'd hate for her

to recognize me.

I better put these on.

Hooba-dooba!

Uh, 23 spacey-roo, daddy-o.

Daddy-o?

Hm, that's a new one.

Jumpin' Jupiter.

I can't see a thing in here

with these glasses.

Now where could Judy be?

Yeow! Ow, ow, ow, ow.

Uh. I'll never understand

the way kids dance these days.

Judy? Judy?

Judy, where are ya, sweetheart?

Hey, Harvey. Looks like we're

runnin' out on space burgers.

'Hurry up!'

I'm cooking 'em

as fast as I can.

Sheesh! What a sl*ve driver.

plop plop plop

Come on, girls.

Pick them up.

The waitress

disguises worked.

- I think we lost those guys.

- Think again.

There they are.

pew pew

(all)

Yikes!

Why, you..

poof

- Peek-a-boo.

- Come on.

Hey! Wait.

Kids today.

They can't hold a job

for five minutes.

Excuse me.

Have you seen Judy Jetson?

Wow, man.

Like, are you from space?

Gah! Judy has totally

hipped out the whole scene.

Like, it's a cosmic megablast.

I mean, it's rad, dad.

Who are those?

Those, uh, whatever they are?

I don't know. But whatever

they are, whatever they want

I don't wanna stick around

and find out.

I agree with

whatever you said.

Hey, look.

There goes Judy now.

Looks like

she's in trouble.

Judy. Hey, excuse me.

Pardon me. Excuse me.

Look, Astro.

There's Judy now.

(Elroy)

Judy.

Congratulations on your--

Sorry, Elroy.

Can't stop to talk.

Gee, Astro. I guess Judy

doesn't have time for us

now that she's a big star.

- There they go.

- After them.

Those guys are chasing Judy.

Let's go.

Hey, wait for me.

Dad?

Gee, Astro,

this is getting exciting.

Yeah.

swoosh

♪ I'm a revved up

supersonic UFO ♪

♪ A man heard

about an hour ago ♪

♪ I'll pass you by

if you move too slow ♪

♪ You can catch my song

on your radio ♪

Look!

♪ You can't catch me

no matter who you are ♪

♪ I'm a shootin' star ♪

♪ I'm a big bang stratospherin'

satellite ♪

♪ I'm a real live wire

in the dead of night ♪

♪ Gonna pass you by

at the speed of light ♪

♪ You can catch a glimpse

in your radar sight ♪

♪ You can't catch me

no matter who you are ♪

♪ I'm a shootin' star ♪

♪ When you hear a sonic boom ♪

♪ Don't blink

or you'll miss that show ♪

♪ Stand aside

and give me room ♪

[indistinct]

[screams]

♪ I'm a spaced-out

supernova mega blast ♪

♪ I was built for speed

I'm built to last ♪

♪ Gonna pass you by

I'm movin' fast ♪

♪ You can catch my drift

on a supercar ♪

♪ You can't catch me

no matter who you are ♪

♪ I'm a superstar ♪

(Judy)

'Oh!'

Calling all cars.

Calling all cars.

Need assistance.

In fact, you better send the

paddy wagon for these jokers.

Now you've done it.

We've got the cops after us.

Me?

Here, give me that.

[indistinct chattering]

clang

You asked for it.

[both screaming]

Yo-ow!

crash

What was that?

The end of the chase scene.

You, space hog! Why don't you

watch where you're going.

Me? Huh! Where'd you

learn to drive? Venus?

Phew! That was close.

Roy! I'll say.

Oh-oh! Looks like

dad's in trouble.

Oh, but, officer,

you don't understand.

I'm a respectable businessman.

Oh, yeah?

Is that what they're wearin' on

the wall star street this year?

Get in!

slam

Reorge!

Quiet, Astro,

or they'll take us too.

[siren blaring]

splash

Now look what

you've done, you..

...ninny.

Me?

[whispering]

Elroy!

Judy.

(male #1)

There she is.

pew

[all screaming]

If I didn't nab her

and you didn't nab her

who's nabbin' her?

You got me.

(Elroy)

'Uh-oh, who do we

rescue first, Astro?'

Dad or Judy?

I don't know.

(Elroy)

'Boy, Astro, this is turnin'

out to be some weird night.'

You bunglers!

What do you mean somebody

else kidnapped Judy Jetson?

I mean, uh..

Don't worry, we'll find her.

Nobody is gonna outkidnap us.

Never mind that.

Just get back here right away!

Before you cause me

any more headaches.

'Aye aye!'

We're on our way.

Any luck yet?

Well, here comes one now.

swish

thud

Can't you do anything right?

Me? I wasn't the one

who wrecked the car.

[indistinct chattering]

[sizzling]

Who are you?

- What's going on?

- Where are we?

Who? What? Where?

Who? What? Where?

Ha ha ha.

Which do you want?

Who, what or where?

[indistinct chattering]

I don't know.

I-I suppose I..

I..

Ha ha ha.

Mellow out, ladies.

We are the zoomies

from the planet Zooma-Zooma.

We dig rock and roll too.

[saxophone music]

What do you want with us?

We want to be your friend.

That's why we saved you

from those two g*ons.

Well, thanks...I guess.

I am the High Loopy Zoomy

and these are my

totally zoomin' subject.

[saxophone music]

I'm Zappy Zoomy

and this is Zowie Zoomy.

swish swish

[music continues]

Zoom, zoom, he he...zoom.

Ha ha ha.

And that was Zany Zoomy.

And this is Zilchy.

Radical, man. Radical.

(High Loopy Zoomy)

'And that's little

Zippy Zoomy.'

Will you be my friend?

Of course I'll be your friend.

We'll all be your friends

but will somebody please

tell us what's going on?

Let me tell.

Let me tell.

Do it.

Do it, Zappy.

[saxophone music]

[all cheering]

So you see, ever since

the Megamma 12 was hidden

on Zooma-Zooma--

It's been up to us to

keep it outta evil hands.

Hey! Who's tellin'

the story anyway?

And if that evil

Felonia ever nabs it

she'll burn out

the whole universe.

[saxophone music]

Bummer.

That's wonderful.

- It is?

- Yes.

It means Sky didn't

change my lyrics.

It was all a big mix up.

Oh, mix up is right.

Now we're in big trouble.

Don't worry,

you'll be safe

if you just chill out

with us for a while.

You sit right here

on Zooma-Zooma.

Yeah. We love to party hardy.

He he he.

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

(High Loopy Zoomy)

'Welcome to Zooma-Zooma.'

(Zappy)

'Watch your step.'

(all)

Who-oa!

(zoomies)

Welcome.

Here you can party with

all the comforts of home.

Write some totally rockin' song.

[saxophone music]

[instrumental music]

What are those guys doing?

We're zoomin', babes. Zoomin'.

Oh, wanna try?

Whoa!

Hey this is kinda

like surfing.

- Yeah. Surfin' in space.

- Ha ha ha.

That sounds

like a song to me.

Hey, turn up the music.

♪ From the sands of Neptune

to the shores of Mars ♪

♪ You can the hear that hep tune

ringin' through the stars ♪

♪ We may not be human

but we're settin' the pace ♪

♪ Oh the kids are zoomin' ♪

♪ Surfing out in space ♪

♪ We get the gifts we crave ♪

♪ Surf surfin' in space ♪

♪ Out on the Milky Way ♪

♪ Surf surfin' in space ♪

♪ It's up to you and me ♪

♪ Surf surfin' in space ♪

♪ Across the galaxy ♪

♪ Surf surfin' in space ♪

♪ Don't need an ocean no no ♪

♪ You need a rocket base

yeah yeah ♪

♪ We're going surfin' ♪

♪ We're surfin' now yeah ♪

♪ Surfin' ♪

♪ Surfin' out in space ♪

♪ Whoo ooo whee ♪

[saxophone music]

Oh!

[indistinct chattering]

swish swish

[music continues]

Watch me.

Whoa!

thud

♪ Of all the cosmic fun stops

this is the place ♪

♪ We surf beneath

the sunspots ♪

♪ Defying gravity ♪

♪ So if you wanna party ♪

♪ Then this must be the place ♪

♪ 'Cause everybody's surfin' ♪

♪ Surfin' out in space ♪

Wow! This is an outer

orbit place.

Oh!

You make it look so easy, Starr.

Very funny.

Glad you're

digging our scene.

[saxophone music]

We love having visitors.

(Felonia)

'Good. 'Cause it looks like

you have more visitors coming.'

Felonia's troops!

Take cover!

[all screaming]

[shouting]

[laughing]

[all screaming]

[dramatic music]

pew pew

boom

pew

Yow! Yow! Ooh!

Ha ha ha. What's the matter?

Can't take the heat?

This is terrible.

I have found what we are

looking for, Commander Comsat.

Quickly then we must return.

Ya-ah!

[all screaming]

[all laughing]

[zoomies crying]

Those horrible monsters!

Yeah, they really burn me up.

[saxophone music]

[weeping]

Why were they

so mean to us?

Some people just don't

wanna be friends, Zippy.

[instrumental music]

Hey, wait a minute.

I wouldn't put me

in jail if I were you.

My father is a very

influential person.

Sure, sure. Move along, buddy.

You can't keep me here.

thud

What's the charge?

"Disturbing the peace, resisting

arrest, destruction of property

and impersonating a teenager."

It'll never

stand up in court.

Tell it to the judge, buddy.

Hey!

You can't do this to me,

I know my rights.

We gave your one phone call.

I can't help it if my

wife's a sound sleeper.

(male #2)

'Smile.'

click

click

swish

clink clink

This is an outrage.

thud

You won't hear the end of this.

I'll tell every

reporter in town.

Rhoda Starlet here,

celebrity reporter.

See? Now the truth

shall be told.

Excuse me.

Are you George Jetson?

Yes. And I'd just like to say--

(Rhoda)

'You heard it here

first, people.'

The father of superstar

songwriter Judy Jetson

is a good-for-nothing jailbird.

Wait a minute.

This is all a big mistake.

Do you deny that

you were arrested

for disturbing the peace?

No. I mean, yes.

But I wasn't--

Aha, he admits it.

(George on screen)

Wait a minute.

I'm a respectable businessman.

I'm George Jetson.

Jetson? What's he doing in jail?

Oh, the poor misguided man.

I knew he'd come to no good.

But I'm not a criminal.

I work for Spacely Sprockets.

Oh. Dragging my company's

name through the mud.

Now he's gone too far.

Where is your daughter,

Mr. Jetson?

Uh, I don't know.

I, uh..

Even her own father

doesn't know where she is.

(Rhoda)

'Could Judy Jetson have

eloped with Sky Rocker?'

All of Hollywood is a twitter.

No. She couldn't have.

She wouldn't have.

Then the question is,

where is Judy Jetson

and where is Sky Rocker?

[dramatic music]

(Felonia)

'Let's try

the truth-beam again.'

What is your name?

Billy Booster.

Well, sometimes it's Sky Rocker

but it's really Billy Booster.

Enough. Enough!

Gruff, are you sure

the truth-beam is working?

Yes, Your Highness.

Where did you get

the words to that song?

From Judy Jetson.

The girl.

The girl again!

But I wrote the music.

[gasps]

He said it.

He said mu-mu-mu..

slosh slosh

Thank you, Gruff.

(Comsat on screen)

Commander Comsat reporting,

Your Highness.

Yes? Yes!

I decoded

the message you sent.

It wasn't easy but I found

what you were looking for.

- I think.

- What? What's that?

(Comsat)

'This is what we found when we

followed the decoded message.'

That's not the Megagamma 12.

But going on the rockers'

"We Rock Around The Galaxy"

translates into

three paces left--

That's not the message I sent.

This is the message I sent.

ting

"Gleep glorp fleeble

flabble zip zot zam?"

Gleep glorp fleeble

flabble zip zot zam.

What a song! What a girl!

Quiet, you fool!

Oh! Surrounded by fools!

Uh, I did find some

news on Zooma-Zooma

you might be interested in.

Something that I hear

you're lookin' for.

A girl. An Earth girl.

[gasps]

Yes!

The girl.

The girl will have the answer!

[instrumental music]

Look at all the damage they did.

At least they didn't

get the Megamma 12.

But they sure did a job

on everythin' else.

Yeah, totally trashed.

(High Loopy Zoomy)

Look at the bright side.

We've still got the music.

[saxophone music]

Ha ha ha.

It looks like some of these

instruments are still okay.

[crying]

But look at my dolly.

She's ruined.

That's okay, Zippy.

We'll get you a brand-new doll.

Yeah, and a brand-new house.

I don't want a brand-new house.

It won't be the same.

I want my old home.

With my pretty pink bed

and my blue toy chest.

[sobbing]

Don't cry, Zippy.

A new house can be

just like your old home.

That's right. A home is a place

where people love you.

♪ A house may have windows ♪

♪ Some walls and a floor ♪

♪ A kitchen ♪

♪ A back porch ♪

♪ A roof, a front door ♪

♪ But it's still just a house ♪

♪ Till it has one thing more ♪

♪ A house full of love

is a home ♪

[instrumental music]

♪ A house may have pictures ♪

♪ A desk and a chair ♪

♪ Wall-to-wall carpets ♪

♪ Or floors can be bare ♪

♪ But it's still just a house ♪

♪ One thing more must be there ♪

♪ A house full of love

is a home ♪

♪ Home is a kitchen ♪

♪ Where cookies are made ♪

♪ The whole family is there ♪

♪ On Christmas day ♪

♪ A place to be glad in ♪

♪ To sometimes be sad in ♪

♪ Where neighborhood

kids come to play ♪

♪ The house can be big ♪

♪ Or it can be small ♪

♪ A tumble-down shack ♪

♪ Or three stories tall ♪

♪ It's still just a house ♪

♪ One thing more does it all ♪

♪ A house full of love

is a home ♪

♪ A h*-ouse

full of love ♪

♪ Is a home ♪

I guess my new home

is okay, after all.

That's wonderful, Zippy.

I wonder if we'll ever

see our home again.

[dramatic music]

It's Felonia. Hide!

[all screaming]

Judy, come on.

No. It's me she wants.

The zoomies have suffered

enough trying to protect me.

pew pew

Uh, but then again..

pew

scream

Judy!

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

(Rhoda)

'Good evening, rock fans

across the universe.'

This is Rhoda Starlet

with another celestial

celebrity report.

Ever since Judy Jetson burst

on to the scene few hours ago

people have been asking,

where'd she come from?

'What is she really like?'

'And Judy who?'

In rare home movie footage

which we, ahem, borrowed

from the Jetson household

we can see that Judy was

fascinated by rock and roll

from the very beginning.

(George on screen)

Ah!

(Judy on screen)

He he he.

Even back then, Judy's music

gave her father a headache.

Instead of learning

to walk like most children

Judy's first steps were the toestar twist and the Martian hop.

[instrumental music]

And Judy's first wordsastounded everyone.

Can you say ma?

Can you say da?

Can you say anything?

Wop ba loo bop

sha wop bam boom!

It was the first sign of whatwould be an auspicious career.

[instrumental music]

With us now in the studio

is Rosie, the Jetsons' maid.

Thank you for joing us, Rosie.

No problem.

I loved being dragged out of bed

in the middle of the night.

Uh, yes. Well, tell us, Rosie.

What is your earliest memory

of Judy's song writing?

Mm, I remember

Miss Judy wrote a song

once about a boy in her class.

Rosie, I just finished

my ode to Larry Lunar.

- Wanna hear it?

- Do I have a choice?

♪ Larry Lunar Larry Lunar ♪

♪ You're such a dream

I wanna scream ♪

♪ 'Cause every June

beneath the moon ♪

♪ You make me wanna croon ♪

♪ You great big

goon goon goon goon ♪

♪ Goon ♪

[Astro whimpering]

I knew love was blind, but I

didn't know it was tone deaf.

What happened?

Did somebody scream?

[laughing]

Very funny.

For your information,

I was singing.

I'm glad you told me,

I wouldn't have known.

When you're older, Elroy,

you'll know what it feels like

to fall in love.

Gee, I hope not.

Sounds painful.

Oh, love is a many

splendored thing.

It makes me wanna

break into song.

♪ La la la la la la la la-a ♪

Gee, Judy.

You wouldn't have to break in,

if you could find the right key.

And you knew

from that moment on

that Judy would

grow up to play music?

No. I thought Elroy would

grow up to play the catskills.

And earlier tonight

Judy's father had this reaction

to his daughter's success.

Hey, wait a minute.

This is all a big mistake.

And so tonight,

the universe waits to find out

what happened

to Judy Jetson?

Was success

too much for her?

Or is she in some kind

of terrible danger?

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Oh, the famous Judy Jetson.

We meet at last.

Where's Sky Rocker?

What have you done with him?

All in good time, my dear.

Gruff, feed these

instruments into the basher.

Yes, Your Highness.

[dramatic music]

Come, my dear.

This should prove

very interesting to you.

[music continues]

[whirring]

(Judy)

'What are you doing

to those instruments?'

Destroying them.

[whirring]

Oh, that sounds horrible.

You can destroy

a few instruments

but you'll never

destroy music.

She said it.

She said m-m..

splash

Oh, I hate that word.

You're wrong.

Soon I, Felonia Funk,

will destroy

all M U S I C!

- You're mad.

- Thank you.

Ah, that must be

Commander Comsat.

Put the girl in

the interrogation room.

'I'll deal with her later.'

pew

[instrumental music]

Oh!

Sky Rocker, are you alright?

My name isn't Sky Rocker,

it's Billy Booster.

(Judy)

'Oh, what's she done to you?'

I am under the truth beam.

I cannot tell a lie.

Baby, baby.

How do I turn this thing off?

'Oh, simple.'

[instrumental music]

Huh? Judy!

What are you doing here?

It's a long story.

I'm just glad you're alright.

"And heidi hodi heebie jeebie

means three cubits to the right

and four cubits to the left."

Good work, Comsat.

You've broken the code.

And the Megamma 12

must be right in here.

We will retrieve it for you

right away, Your Highness.

Never mind.

This time I'll get it myself.

What about

the singer and the girl?

Don't worry, Gruff.

I've got plans for them.

[laughing]

So you're really

Judy Jetson's dad?

Yeah, but--

Gee, sometimes

the neatest kids

have the weirdest parents.

No, ha ha ha,

you see this is all a mistake.

Nicky Neuron and Ramm Rocket,

your parents are here

to bail you out.

Hey, what about me?

Why would their parents

wanna bail you out?

Very funny.

Jetson! Jetson, are you in here?

Mr. Spacely,

am I glad to see you.

I knew somebody would

come to bail me out.

I didn't come here

to bail you out, Jetson.

I came here to tell

you you're fired!

Fired? But I can explain.

No explanation can get you

out of this one, Jetson.

I can't have the whole galaxy

seen an employee

of mine in jail.

And dressed like, uh,

uh, like some kinda..

Say, what are you

dressed like, Jetson?

Oh, this? Ha ha ha.

Well, I-I was, uh...I mean, uh..

Never mind.

I'm sure I don't wanna know.

No, wait.

Please, Mr. Spacely.

You're fired and that's final!

Oh, great.

First I'm arrested and now

I'm fired, all in one night.

Psst, dad.

Elroy, what're you doing here?

I'm busting you out.

My space scout

combination pocketknife

and can opener

ought to do the trick.

whirr

But isn't this ill*gal?

Gosh, no, dad.

All the space scouts have 'em.

creak

thud

Anyway, we gotta

rescue Judy. Come on.

Great, first I'm a punk.

Then I'm an escape con.

Reorge.

Ah!

Will you knock it off,

butterfingers?

Roy, you look range.

Okay, so I look strange.

Even my own dog's a critic.

whoosh

I still find it hard to believe.

All this stuff about Judy being

kidnapped by a flying saucer.

What am I saying? After

tonight I'll believe anything.

So, anyway, I traced

the flying saucer on my computer

and it's from Zooma-Zooma.

Zooma-Zooma?

Why, that's two

billion miles from here.

It'll take us at least

a day and a half on this.

Don't worry, dad.

I got a plan.

Some plan, Elroy.

I feel like I'm in a race car

at the inter plane topless 500.

- Yeah, it's fun.

- Thanks for the ride, guys.

No problem.

Come on, Ramm, shift

this thing into hyperspace.

We've got to save Judy.

Okay. Here it goes.

You mean this thing goes faster?

That ought to hold you

until I get the Megamma 12.

I take it

y-you're not a member

of my fan club?

I'm glad you have

a sense of humor, Sky Rocker.

You'll need it. Ha ha ha.

[laughing]

whoosh

So, I guess we just, uh,

hang around till she gets back.

creak

Yow! The rope's breaking!

[intense music]

I sure hope

she gets back soon.

[instrumental music]

(Quasar)

Uh, pardon me, bud.

Could you tell us how to

get to the Photon Nebula?

Sorry, fellows,

I don't live around here.

- Here give me that map.

- Okay, okay.

Now, the way I figure it,

we're here

'and this is the Earth there.'

Ooh, my gum!

I wondered where I put that.

- You, lame brain.

- 'Hey, muck.'

Fill her up

with a super unloader

and check under the hood,

will ya?

Sure.

[instrumental music]

That'll be

eight million dollars.

Eight million dollars?

I won't pay.

[music continues]

Sheesh!

I remember when a tank of gas

was only four million dollars.

Excuse us, sir,

but could you tell us

how to get to the Photon Nebula?

Gee, I think it's...that way.

Gee, thanks a lot.

What do we do now?

Well, first we got

to get us a car.

Look, here comes

a nice one now.

screech

We'd better fill up if we're

gonna make it to Zooma-Zooma.

Gee, Ramm, what kinda

mileage does this baby get?

She's a real gas guzzler.

She only gets 3,000

light-years to the gallon.

But she's fast.

Wow! This is the kinda car

I want when I grow up.

- Okay, dad?

- Sure, why not.

I'll promise anything.

This is probably all

just a nightmare anyway.

Rook.

(Astro)

Food, rummy.

slurp

- I'm hungry.

- I don't know, Astro.

We're in a hurry.

Judy's in trouble.

tink tink tink

tink tink tink

Look, there's nobody in it.

They must have gone

into the diner.

Hey, that's not a bad idea.

I'm a little peckish myself.

Come on, you.

Great, they left the keys.

Hey, haven't we seen

this car before.

Never mind that,

just get in.

This time I'll drive.

vroom vroom vroom

thud thud

thud

Get your hands off that!

[indistinct chattering]

I hope Judy's alright.

Me too.

She's my new best friend.

She's gotten out of

worse jams than this before.

- 'Take cover!'

- Uh-oh! What now?

It's one of Felonia's ships.

[all screaming]

vroom

That's strange.

She went right past us.

She doesn't want us.

She wants the Megamma 12.

I'm afraid Felonia's

broken the code.

[dramatic music]

Out of my way,

you little green beach bums.

zap

[both screaming]

[music continues]

(automated message)

'Three cubits, then turn left.'

Fine.

It won't be long now.

Spears? Oh, great.

zap

[screaming]

At last. The Megagamma 12.

whoosh

Yes! Yes!

Oh, glorious day! Oh!

Now, back to activate

the mental flosser.

[laughing]

Now, this really is a bummer.

I wish Judy was here.

She always has a plan.

I wish I had a plan.

Yeah. This is not my

idea of a swinging scene.

creak

Swinging. That's it.

- It is?

- Sure, Sky.

You're a rock star,

let's rock.

creak creak creak

I don't know what you're

talking about, Judy

but I dig

your enthusiasm.

Faster.

Faster! Faster!

creak

snap

[both screaming]

'Whoa!'

boing

[dramatic music]

Sky Rocker, we did it.

Yeah, but there's something

I've been meaning to tell you.

My name's not Sky, it's, uh..

Billy Booster. He he.

I think it's a wonderful name.

You do? I-I mean,

h-how did you know?

You told me when you

were under the truth beam.

The truth beam. Wow!

Oh, that seems a solid blank.

Did I tell you, I think you're

the spaciest chick I ever met.

I am? Oh, Sky.

Aha! So you've escaped, huh?

Uh-oh. It's Mr. Ugly.

[Gruff laughing]

[intense music]

Go ahead and laugh, you,

you inter-galactic galoot.

But you'll never

destroy music.

I don't want

to destroy music.

I want to help you.

I don't care if you

do wanna help us..

What did you say?

I'm on the zoomies side.

That's how the zoomies

knew about Felonia's plan.

Wow, you're on our side!

Yeah, but we got to hurry.

We don't have much time.

(Quark)

'Goodie! Home safe at last.'

vroom

crash

That's the last time

I let you drive.

Me? You were driving.

Never mind. The important

thing is we made it back here.

[instrumental music]

Come on, we gotta

report to the boss.

The coast is clear.

Uff, sure is cramped in there.

Uh, you're telling me.

Look at what these

guys did to my car.

(Nicky)

'You're lucky

it's just the car.'

If Elroy hadn't recognized

those two guys back

at the service station, who know

what they would have done to us?

Yeah, specially after

the way they chased Judy.

I wonder where we are?

Probably some place

we don't wanna be.

Now, let's get out of here.

No way, this must be

the villains' secret lair.

[instrumental music]

Look at all the keen bikes.

D-don't touch anything, Elroy.

These guys might blast us.

I wonder how this works?

Elroy, no!

Whoa! Help!

Elroy, stop

this crazy thing!

Uh, I can't.

Reorge!

Whoa!

pew pew

pew pew pew

Hey, wait for us.

I only hope

it's not too late.

Felonia's already on her

way to the mental flosser.

We can't let her

get away with this.

You said it, baby. We gotta

cool off that mean machine.

(Quark and Quasar)

Hup me, two, three, four.

Hup me, two, three, four.

- Oh!

- Watch where you're going.

Oh, yeah? Watch where

you're not going.

Quark and Quasar

reporting for duty, sir.

Quark, Quasar.

Uh, what are you doing here?

We work here.

Ha ha ha.

Quiet, you.

I just caught these

prisoners trying to escape.

We'll take care of

those two. Come on, you!

(Gruff)

'Uh, that won't be necessary.'

'I'm taking them

to the mental flosser.'

- 'Cool, we'll help you.'

- You can't.

I mean, I can handle them.

Well, it's okay.

We'll go along for the ride.

Yeah, I could use

a good mental flossing.

I'll say.

You got plaque on the brain.

(George)

'Yike! Gangway!'

Yippee yai yay yai yay!

Hey, it's a rodeo.

Yeah, we're gonna get branded.

[both screaming]

pew pew

It's after us. Ow! Help!

- Ah!

- Yahoo!

[both screaming]

Huh, some ride, eh, dad?

Conductor, let me

off at the next stop.

Dad! Elroy!

- Judy.

- Judy, am I too late?

Wow, that's your dad?

What a spacey guy.

Hi, Mr. Jetson,

I'm Sky Rocker.

- Pleased to--

- Sky Rocker.

Don't you "Mr. Jetson" me,

you cosmic Casanova.

Trying to run off

with my daughter, eh?

But, daddy, I can explain.

- 'Reorge!'

- 'Astro.'

(both)

Judy.

Ramm, Nicky.

This is no time

for family reunions.

You've gotta

get outta here

before Quark

and Quasar get back.

He's right.

We've got to get

the zoomies to help us

or Felonia will destroy all

the music in the universe.

Come on.

This sounds serious.

This sounds dangerous.

This sounds

like an adventure.

Will somebody please

tell me what's going on?

[instrumental music]

pew

[both screaming]

It's closing in on us.

pew pew pew

Quick, this way.

pew pew

You ninny,

this is all your fault.

My fault?

If we ever get outta this,

the first thing I'll do

is request for

a new partner.

pew pew

[both screaming]

pew pew

[instrumental music]

Oh, daddy. Don't you think

I know what I'm doing?

- I'd never let you down.

- But, Judy honey.

I thought I was losing my

little girl to some rock star.

Now that I know it's only the

fate of the universe at stake

I'm relieved. And I hope

you're not upset with me.

Of course not. You're the best

father in the whole galaxy.

Ahem, I hate to interrupt

warm family moments

but we only have

about five minutes

to prevent the destruction

of civilization as we know it.

Oh, sorry.

Don't worry about me,

you kids run along and have fun.

These kids today. Ha ha ha.

Preventing the destruction

of civilization. Ha ha.

What'll they think of next?

Huh? The destruction

of civilization?

Hey, wait for me.

[instrumental music]

So, that's the problem, g*ng.

We've got to stop Felonia.

But we zoomies

are peaceful creatures.

[saxophone music]

Yeah, we don't

have any weapons.

Hmm. Oh, yes, we do.

We have the best weapon

for fighting Felonia.

Music.

(both)

Music?

Ramm, rev up your roadster.

The rest of you come with me.

We've gotta save rock and roll.

[all cheering]

beep beep

[laughing]

The Megamma 12 is in place.

'Comsat, turn on the power!'

Yes, Your Wickedness.

beep

[pulsating]

zap

[dramatic music]

Oh, the moment

I've been waiting for.

The end of M U S I C.

Nothing can stop me now.

Ha ha ha.

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

(Comsat)

'One minute to ignition.'

Molecular simulator,

180 over 2.

Molecular simulator,

180 over 2.

Reactor level stable.

Reactor level stable.

Rock and roll

frequency increasing.

Rock and roll frequency..

Rock and roll?

[gasps]

What's that horrid noise?

♪ Rock rock

going on a rockin' spree ♪

♪ Rock rock

rock around the galaxy ♪

♪ Rock rock

having fun with you and me ♪

♪ Rock rock rock rock ♪

[upbeat music]

♪ Rock rock

to the tune of my guitars ♪

♪ Rock rock

rocking by a million stars ♪

♪ Rock rock

hello Venus goodbye Mars ♪

♪ Rock rock rock rock ♪

[music continues]

Huh! They think this little

for show is going to stop me?

T minus 30 seconds.

Double the power! Ha ha ha.

whizz

[zapping]

pew pew

The plan isn't working

Well, at least we tried.

pew

pew pew

Ramm, how powerful is the

generator in the retro roadster?

500,000 mega amps.

(Judy)

'Elroy, can you patch

into his engine?'

You got it, big sis.

Let's see. The green wire's

connected to the red wire.

Zappy, move

the speakers in closer.

I'm hip to it, Judy.

[crackling]

(Elroy)

'Additional power, ready set..'

...go, go, go.

[upbeat music]

I think my hearing's

gone, gone, gone!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And they call it

man's best friend.

♪ Come on and rock

We've just begun ♪

♪ Come on get high

We're having fun ♪

♪ You try it once

when you're hot ♪

♪ And you'll be hooked

and you'll never stop ♪

♪ Rock rock bouncing

through in outer space ♪

♪ Rock rock rock on out

and take your place ♪

♪ Rock rock

let us see your smiling face ♪

♪ Rock rock rock rock ♪

[music continue]

- T minus 15 seconds.

- Quick, boost the generator.

Stabilize the atomizer. Hurry!

T minus eight seconds.

[music continues]

T minus four

three, two--

Oh, stop..

[sizzling]

boom

[Felonia screaming]

(Felonia)

'The crystal destroyed.'

We did it.

[all cheering]

[siren blaring]

It's right up

ahead, officer.

Hey, looks like

"Rockin' 'Round The Galaxy"

is another Earth-shaking

hit from Judy Jetson.

That's the song

I was tryna give you

at Grand Central

Space Station.

Great song,

but I'm not gonna play it.

- You're not?

- 'No.'

- You are.

- What?

I need an opening act.

But I don't need this anymore.

I'm through being a phony.

- I wanna be me.

- 'What do you mean?'

From now on I'm not Sky Rocker,

I'm me, Billy Booster.

Oh, Billy.

[instrumental music]

(Felonia)

'I can't believe it.'

I can't believe I was done

in by a mere Earth girl.

[Felonia crying]

(male #3)

'Okay, move along, lady.'

To think that I, Felonia Funk,

would be undone by music.

Oops!

I said..

I said m-m..

...mu-mu-mu..

clang

swoosh

Well, I hope that's the last

we'll see of Felonia Funk.

The galaxy is safe

for rock and roll.

Long live rock and roll.

[all cheering]

(Rhoda)

'We are here at the Jetsons'

apartment building'

awaiting the victorious arrival

of Judy Jetson and Sky Rocker.

[all cheering]

(Rhoda)

'Here they come now.'

'Here's Judy Jetson,

but who is she with?'

Could this be Sky Rocker?

Rhoda, I'm giving

you an exclusive.

You're gonna be hearing

lots from this guy.

He's the latest.

He's Billy Booster.

But whatever happened

to Sky Rocker?

Well, you might say

he's a new man.

[all cheering]

And we're a new team.

[all cheering]

♪ Rock rock

rockin' 'round the galaxy ♪

Yeah!

'This is Rhoda Starlet

reporting live from Zooma-Zooma'

where Billy Booster

and Judy Jetson

are staging a benefit

concert for the zoomies.

'Let's listen in.'

[upbeat music]

♪ Ramped up supersonic UFO ♪

♪ I left the Earth

about an hour ago ♪

♪ I'll pass you by

if you move too slow ♪

♪ You can catch my song

on your video ♪

♪ But you can't catch me

no matter who you are ♪

♪ I'm a superstar ♪

I'm a superstar. Yeah!

Wow! These guys really rock!

What do you think of Judy Jetson

now, Mr. Microchips?

[babbling]

She's an A plus

in my book.

I've never had a student who

actuallymade history before.

[babbling]

Great promotional idea

you had, Jetson.

Sponsoring this

benefit concert.

Yeah, that's right,

Mr. Spacely.

Ha ha. I, uh,

planned it all along.

Who are you

talking to, dear?

Uh, Mr. Spacely.

Mr. Spacely,

where'd he go?

Remember, kids,

buy Spacely sprockets.

The sprockets

that rock and roll.

Remind me to make you

a vice president, Jetson.

See, dear, everything

worked out fine.

Yeah, but there's one

thing I don't understand.

If Billy Booster

used to be Sky Rocker

how can he be playing

on Zooma-Zooma

when Sky Rocker's supposed to

be giving a concert on Earth?

It's just like Billy said, dad

Sky Rocker's a new man.

(man on screen)

Baby, baby, baby.

[music continues]

♪ I'm a spaced out

supernova mega blast ♪

♪ I was built for speed

I'm built to last ♪

♪ Gonna pass you by

I'm moving fast ♪

♪ You can catch my drift

I'm zooming past ♪

♪ But you can't catch me

no matter who you are ♪

♪ I'm a superstar yeah ♪

[all cheering]

["Rockin' 'Round The Galaxy"]

♪ Rock rock

going on a rockin' spree ♪

♪ Rock rock

rockin' 'round the galaxy ♪

♪ Rock rock

having fun just you and me ♪

♪ Rock rock rock rock ♪

♪ Come on and rock

We've just begun ♪

♪ Come on get high

We're having fun ♪

♪ You try it once

One little high ♪

♪ And you'll be hooked

and you'll never stop ♪

♪ Rock rock

lots of room in outer space ♪

♪ Rock rock rock

on out and take your place ♪

♪ Rock rock

let us see your smiling face ♪

♪ Rock rock

rockin' 'round the galaxy ♪