01x04 - The Coming of Astro

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N Meet George Jetson M

N Daughter, Judy N

The Jetsons,

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Hurry, Elroy. You're going
to be late for school.

But, gee, mom, it's raining.
Do I have to go?

Elroy, what's
the matter with you?

School is fun, fun,
fun, fun, fun.

I'd like to go in your place.

Okay, dad, you
got yourself a deal.

You better step on it,
or you'll be late.

Alright, alright, Elroy.
Not another word.

Come on, now.
Let's put your raincoat on.

- Ah, do I have to wear one?
- You certainly do.

Now, close your eyes.
Here goes.

And don't forget to peel it off
when you get to school.

Okay, but I feel like a banana.

Have a nice day, Elroy.

Oh, are you and daddy coming
to the PTA meeting tonight?

- The teacher will wanna know.
- Of course, we'll be there.

And by the way, how come you
were late to school yesterday?

Ah, some kid dropped
bubble gum in the tube.

Sounds a bit sticky.

Yeah, it slows you
down every time.

Bye, dear.

And now, you'd better hurry too,
George. You'll be late for work.

Okay, in a minute.

Did the morning paper come yet?

Mm-hmm, here it is.

Thanks.

But you haven't
much time, George.

I know, I know, I'll just
skip through the headlines.

Hmm. "President
to ask for more taxes-"

So what else is news?

"New show at the
Top of the Moon."

I wonder if it's any good.

Wow, wow, wow, wow.

Can't take the kids to see that.

Well, now.

"Football coach predicts
victory at tonight's game."

I wonder what he's got to say.

We'll m*rder them.

George, you're late.

Huh? Oh, oh, gosh.
What time is it?

Two minutes to .

- Gee, thanks.
- S'okay.

Jumping Jupiter!
I gotta get going.

Aren't you gonna finish
your coffee, dad?

Nope. Came out too strong this
morning, but don't throw it out.

Some pygmies from Africa
may show up

and wanna clip their spears in it.

Bye.

George, wait!

What now?
I'm late already.

When you get down to the garage,

would you ask Henry,
the building superintendent,

if he'll do something
about this weather?

Right, honey.
Bye again.

Morning, Mr. Jetson.

You're going to see
the football game tonight?

I wouldn't miss it
for anything, Henry.

Hey, you mean to say
you've got tickets?

Tickets? They've been
sold out for months.

No, sir. I'll be parked right
in front of the TV set tonight.

Yes, sir. Oh, it's gonna be a
wing-ding game, alrighty-reety.

Oh, yeah, the
wife wanted me to ask you

if you could do something
about the weather?

You bet your
buttons, Mr. Jetson.

Arrivederci.

“Arriva” what?
Oh, oh, so long.

It is kind of
a nasty day, at that.

Well, I guess I'll move 'em up
to, say, oh, , feet.

That ought to get 'em
out of the rain.

Well, I guess I'd better
get at the dishes.

If there's one thing
I hate to do, it's dishes.

I'll do 'em this morning, mom.
I'll take care of the clean up.

- You don't mind?
- Nope. Glad to do it.

You're a big help, Judy.

I'II straighten the bedroom.

Oh, it's been so long
since I've done the dishes.

Let's see.

You press the
"Dish Disposal" button.

A“ finished, mom.

My, you are a fast one,
aren't you?

- Oh, dear.
- What's the matter, mom?

Well, I wanted to remind your father
of the PTA meeting tonight.

Oh, well, I'll call him
at the office later.

I guess I'll be late
for work again.

At least I'm late
much earlier today.

I might have known and
I'm out of fuel pellets.

And me without a spare pellet.

Oh, I hope the safety chute
works.

A little late, but, it worked.

This is one excuse
Spacely will never go for.

Running out of fuel.

Lucky, I landed near this
self-service fuel station.

May I help you, sir?

Give me two bucks' worth
of high-octane pellets

and check the radium, will you?

Will that be
cash or credit, sir?

Just charge it to my
driver's club card.

Hold up your card and
smile for identification, please.

Oh, boy,
they don't trust anyone.

Oh, boy, I hope
I'm not too late.

If I'm late again today,
the boss will flip.

Oh-oh, : .
Seven minutes late.

I'll just move the clock
back to : ,

and ol' Spacely, he'll
never know the difference.

That'II do it.

Darn that
snitcher-picture-taker!

Come back here!

Ooh, if the boss gets
that picture, I've had it.

Uh-oh!

- Jetson!
- I've had it.

We're late again, aren't we?

- We are?
- We are. Take a look.

Is that you or isn't it?

I don't photograph
too well, do I, sir?

You don't work
very well, either.

- Isn't that your phone?
- Huh? Oh, ah, yes, sir.

Well, answer it!
I'll talk to you later.

Jetson here.

- George, this is Jane.
- Oh, yes, dear.

You ran off so fast,
I forgot to remind you

that we're going to
the PTA meeting tonight.

- Right, dear.
- See you at dinner. Bye.

Right, dear. bye.

Hey. Hey, wait a minute.
PTA tonight?

But I was gonna watch
the football game on TV.

And in conclusion, let me remind
you that Spacely's Sprockets

are easy on the pockets.

You got that?

Yes, sir.

You wanted to be reminded.
You were to leave early

for the football game tonight.

Oh, yeah. Can't miss
the championship playoff.

Rah rah, rah rah rah.

Good night,
Mr. Spacely.

Good night.

They sure don't build
secretaries like they used to.

Now, what do I have
left to do today?

Jetson. Of course.

Jetson! I'll see you now.

Uh, you-you called, sir?

Take a chair, Jetson.
I'll be right with you.

Space“; here.

- Cosmo?
- “. ya, «rung. my mtunh.

You haven't forgotten about
the concert tonight, have you?

- Uh, concert?
- That's right.

Remember?
We have tickets.

Phil Sputnik and his
All-Galaxy Philharmonic.

Tonight? Tonight's the game.
I mean, I can't make it.

You can't?

I, uh, just a minute, dear.
I think I've got a sick worker.

George Jetson is his name.

- What's wrong with him?
- Oh, I don't know.

He's too sick to say.

It looks like nuclear
dyanamitis.

Nuclear dyanamitis?
Oh, the poor man.

Yeah, I've got to get him home,

nurse his wounds, sit by
the side of a fellow worker.

Oh, it may take all night,

so I won't be able
to go to the concert.

I understand, dear.
I won't keep you.

Goodbye, Cosmo.

Yeah, bye-bye.

Ah, now, look, Mr. Spacely,
it isn't right.

Just because I'm a few minutes
late for work, you can't...

Sorry, Jetson, little accident.
Have a chair.

Oh, thanks.

Jetson, I'd like to
make it up to you.

I've got an extra ticket
in our box

for the football game tonight.

How would you like
to go? Hm?

Oh, boy. Oh, boy, a box seat
for the game tonight.

Oh, that's great.

Uh-oh, I just remembered.

I gotta go to a PTA meeting
with the missus.

Jetson, you could say you're
working overtime, you know.

- Yeah. If you say so.
- I say so.

I'll call her now. Oh, boy, oh, boy,
a box seat for the game tonight.

Cosmo? I've been thinking
about that poor man.

Poor man? What poor man?
Oh, yes, Jetson.

You may need someone to help.
I'll come over, too.

Oh, but you can't.
He was taken home.

Then I'll go over to his house.

- See you there.
- But wait, I..

Well, we're all set, boss.

I told my wife I had
to work overtime

and she's going to
the PTA meeting without me.

- Hold it. We're in trouble.
- We are?

We've gotta get
to your house, and fast.

But-but..

But why my house?

Because you're home,
sick in bed.

I am? Boss,
are you alright?

Duck down.
There's my wife up ahead.

I do hope I can be of
some help to the poor man.

Oh, for goodness' sake.

I've heard of reckless driving,
but this is ridiculous.

- Where's your bedroom, Jetson?
- Uh, it's that way, but...

Let's go.

There you are, sir.

After a short rest,
you'll feel better.

Not me, Jetson. You.

Get your pajamas on, quick!

Pajamas? What for?

It's the only way
you'll get to go to the game.

But I'll freeze to death.

Let see, uh, pajamas.
Here it is.

But I usually wear an overcoat
and take a blanket.

That must be my wife.
Quick, jump into bed,

and don't say anything.

Yoo-hoo, anybody home?

Uh, in the bedroom, clear.

Oh, how is he now, Cosmo?

Just holding on.
He's not seeing visitors.

I'll only stay a second.

Oh, there you are.

I'm Mrs. Spacely.

My goodness,
he does look terrible.

- What did the doctor say?
- We don't know.

He never stopped crying
long enough to tell us.

I brought some flowers.
Find a vase, Cosmo.

I want to talk to this poor man.

Now, don't you worry.

You will be here
for a long time.

Oh, no, I'll be leavin'
any minute.

Oh, don't even think of that.

Oh, but it's true.
Kickoff is at : .

Kickoff? You mean..

But how do you know the time?

- It says so on the ticket.
- Ticket?

Oh, you gotta have reservations.

Reservations? Oh, dear.

Oh, I wouldn't go
without the boss' okay.

And they say dogs are loyal.

Uh, leaving, dear?

Yes. You will stay
with him, won't you?

Till the final whistle.
Uh, the end.

Oh, the poor man.

Oh, how nice.
You brought me flowers, too.

No, I didn't.
Now, come on, let's go.

Hi, pop. Hey, what
are you doing home?

Mom said you were
working overtime.

Ah, here's a nickel, Elroy. Don't tell
your mother you've seen me.

- But I've seen you.
- Alright, here's a dime.

- No more questions.
- But, pa...

A quarter. Now,
let's get out of here

before Elroy has to file
a tax return.

Hope you didn't forget the
tickets, boss.

Got 'em right here.

And there's
the Space Coliseum up ahead.

Oh, boy, I hope we
haven't missed the kickoff.

Relax, Jetson. We 'II make it.

Box number .
Seat number .

Box number .
Seat number .

Box number .
Seat number .

Alright, alright.
Where's your ticket?

Well, I, uh, gee, I just had it.

Hobo“ Next.

Oh, good, they haven't
started yet.

Look, Jetson, here come
the Ringers onto the field.

Wow-Look at
the size of those guys.

Hey, boss,
here come the Marauders.

[announced And here they
come, ladies and gentlemen-

Both teams are moving out
onto the field.

And there's Coach O'Brien

taking his place
on the sidelines.

O'Brien is the great exponent

of scientific push-button
offensive strategy.

And on the other side
of the field is Coach Lasky.

The master of push-button
defensive strategy.

I see Coach O'Brien is about
to pick his starting players.

We'll call them off
as they come onto the field.

Pluchek, O 'Mara, Hiccupski.

O'Hara, Swatchahowiz, Gibralski.

With these two powerhouse teams,
this is bound to be

a rock 'em,
sock 'em game, folks.

Ah, I see the teams
are lined up for the kickoff.

There's the whistle, and Coach
O'Brien goes into action.

Let's see who he picks
to kick off.

It's O'Hara.

The players start forward.
Gibralski holding.

Here's the kick.

It's a high, wobbly kick
to about the -yard line.

Crazy Legs Cosmos
is under the ball.

Crazy Legs is moving back.
He's waiting.

He's got it.

And he's tackled immediately
by Bronco Titanium.

Wow! What a tackle!

Did you see that, Jetson?

See it? I didn't even
get a chance to taste it.

[announced The Marauders
are lined up defensively.

The Ringers are in a huddle.

Wonder what Coach Lasky
will think of?

The opening play
can be very important.

Ah, he seems to have
come to a decision.

He brings the team
out of the huddle.

They've lined up over the ball.

Now we'll see
what Coach Lasky will try.

The ball is snapped back.
Swatchahowiz is fading back.

He still has the ball.
When is he going to pass it?

He's still fading back.

And there it goes.

It's a great chance
for an interception.

O'Brien is maneuvering
Brimlovich in for the pickoff.

Desovich is moving in under it.

But here comes Brimlovich
up fast to try and intercept.

And he does.

What a play!

He's running beautifully.

This is where Coach O'Brien
is at his best.

Across the field, Coach Lasky

is moving up Swatchahowiz
for the tackle.

Look at that footwork!

Go, go, Brimlovich!

There, ladies and gentlemen,

is beautiful
broken-field running.

There's only one man

between Brimlovich and the goal.

It's Swatchahowiz.
He's moving up fast.

Brimlovich's running
is still brilliantly deceptive.

Swatchahowiz
is picking up speed.

So is Brimlovich.

Swatchahowiz.
Brimlovich.

Swatchahowiz. Brimlovich.

There's a time-out being called.

Brimlovich was a little
shaken up on the play.

Here comes the robot trainer
moving out quickly.

Brimlovich just had the wind
knocked out of him

and is being
helped off the field.

He should be
as good as new by halftime,

so don't worry, mother.

It's the Marauders' ball.
First down and ten to go.

Dombrowski calling signals.

Forty-two thousand,
three hundred twenty-one..

Over pi-r-square

the cube root of ..

Hike.

The ball is snapped back.

Uh-oh, looks like a trick play.

I can't believe it,
but... yes, it is.

It's the old
Statue of Liberty play.

I haven't seen this play
in years.

Oh, that Coach O'Brien
is a sneaky one.

Coach Lasky hasn't spotted
the deception yet.

My mistake.

Coach Lasky's end is moving in
to steamroller the play.

And the Marauders
are thrown for a loss.

What a game, eh, Jetson?

Best concert I ever went to.

Yeah. I'll take this type
of overtime every time.

Say, suppose your wife
calls the factory"

She'll find out you're not
working late and...

All taken care of, boss.

I got the answering machine
set up in my office.

I hope you home viewers
are enjoying this game as..

Oh dear, I wish George could see
at least part of this game.

I wonder what time
he'll be home.

I just think I'll
give him a call.

Hi, George. I just called to say
the PTA meeting was over early,

and I wanted to see...

Good evening,
dear. How nice of you to call.

I'll have to work later
than I thought.

Don't wait up, I'll see you
in the morning, bye, dear.

George, wait, I...

Oh, poor, George.
He must be so busy.

Uh-oh, Coach O'Brien just had
another player shaken up a bit.

He's down by the bench,
now, picking a substitute.

Say, now, this is
a real surprise!

Coach O'Brien has picked
a real old timer.

It's Red Rocket!

He's been in football for
years, a real veteran.

He's one of the old
manually-operated players.

There goes old Red
out onto the field.

Come in.

Mrs. Jetson, I'm Mrs. Spacely.

How's your husband?

- He's not here.
- You mean he-he's gone?

- That's right.
- Oh, I'm so sorry.

Oh, well, at least
with him not around,

it's a little less hectic.

It, uh, it was very sudden,
wasn't it?

Yes. I bet he did it just to get
out of going to the PTA meeting.

Oh, you poor clear.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

Besides, there's
a big party here tomorrow night

and, by then, I'll have
forgotten all about it.

Uh, this is all very strange.

Let's take this from the top.

Are you sure it was
my husband you saw here?

He was lying in bed,

pasty complexion,

eyes twitching
and hands trembling.

Oh, that's George, alright.

Hey, mom, can I
have a glass of water?

Of course.

Was your father
home tonight, Elroy?

I respectfully refuse to answer

on the grounds it may tend
to lower my allowance.

Oh, children.

I know. I'll call the office
again and ask George.

Hi, honey. It's me again.
I want to know...

Good evening,
dear. How nice of you to call.

I'll have to work
later than I thought.

Work later than I thought.
Work later than I thought.

You're not kidding.
It's later than you think.

You and your recording.

He's out somewhere.

Oh, how sneaky.

But I thought he was very sick.

Just hang around.
He's going to be.

Thorn ' only a lbw
soconds loft In this period.

Four, three, two, one.

And there goes the g*n
ending the first half.

Now, stand by
for a special announcement.

Take it away, AI Melon,
with mobile unit number five.

This is Al Melon, high over
this beautiful Space Coliseum

with big news, friends.

The millionth customer

came through
the turnstile tonight.

He's the holder of ticket .

And we have
a lovely gift for him.

A beautiful mink coat.

That's you, sir.

- And hon It Is.
- Ho?

That's right, sir.
Congratulations.

Now, let's give
the folks at home

a chance to meet you on TV.

May I have your name, sir?

Oh, certainly.
I'm George Jetson.

Uh, wait a minute.
I bought that ticket.

My name is C.G. Spacew,
president of Space“; Sprockets.

When you think of space,
think of Spacely.

The bargain sprocket
that's easy on the pocket.

Well, thank you, Space, uh, sir.

NOW, Will you wave
to the television audience?

Just wait till I
get my hands on him.

Making me miss that concert.

Where do you suppose they are?

Look! It's them on TV.

Well, of all things!

I'II turn up the sound.

Are you gentlemen
enjoying the game?

Wonderful game.
Wonderful!

Oh, yeah. Anything
I like, it's lots

of sock-and-rock 'em action.

Sock-and-rock 'em action, eh?

Well, friend, you haven't
seen anything yet.

That's for sure.

Worked like a charm.
We saw a great game,

and the wives never suspected.

We sure fooled 'em.

I'II phone my wife
from your place

and tell her you had
an amazing recovery.

And I'm on my way home.

- After you, sir.
- Uh, no. After you, sir.

Oh, hello, dear.
I didn't know you were..

What happened?

For a guy who just had an
amazing recovery, I feel awful.

Oh, they must've
seen us on television.

Come on. We gotta get out
of the country. And fast.

Wait a minute.
I got the answer right here.

The prize we got
from the Coliseum.

Well, good thinking, Jetson.

What woman could
say no to a mink coat?

I know my wife will
forgive me when she gets this.

Oh, now, hold on. I was gonna give it
to my wife. It was my ticket that won.

Yeah, but I bought the ticket.

Let go of that coat.

I warn you, I'm a karate expert.

Wait a minute, I've got an idea.

Get the picture?

Be my guest.

Good thinking, Jetson.
Good thinking!

Just cut on
the dotted line, sir.

That George Will never put a
foot in this house again. Never.

I'll never forgive
Cosmo, either.

- Evening, dear.
- Evening, dear.

You asked for it!

Oh, no. Tut-tut-tut-tut-tut.
That's no way to treat a mink.

- Mink?
- Mink?

We went to the game only because
we knew we had the winning ticket.

And we wanted to
surprise you with the mink.

A mink? For me?

Or for me?

No, clear.
For both of you.

That's right, my dear.

- A mink stole.
- A mink jacket.

Oh, George, Will
you ever forgive me?

Cosmo, I've misjudged you.

Good thinking,
Vice President Jetson.

Vice President Jetson?

Of course, I'll need new shoes
to go with my stole.

- And I'll need a new outfit. -
And I'll have to have my hair done.

We 'II need a
new car to match my jacket.

You, you, you
and your brilliant ideas.

You're fired!

Does anybody need
an unemployed vice president?

The Jetsons,

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Help! Help!

Jane, stop this crazy thing!

Jane!

Help, Jane!