02x39 - Judy's Elopement

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02x39 - Judy's Elopement

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Mom, can you help me decide
on a hairstyle for tonight?

It's kind of important.

They all look
good on you, dear.

You're just saying that
because you're my mother.

No, I'm saying it
'cause I'm in a hurry.

Why not ask your father?

You got somethin'
special goin' tonight, Judy?

Eddie Rocketowski?

A good spaceball player
and a better chowhound.

[alarm blaring]

Has he been
over for breakfast?

I haven't gone
with Eddie since

spaceball season ended
two weeks ago.

I've got a new dream lover now.

Well I hope
he's on a diet.

If it makes you happy, I promise
not to mention him ever again.

Good. Then I'll promise
not to worry about it.

Get moving, George. You've
got five minutes to get to work.

I haven't had
my coffee yet.

Forget it,
forget it, forget it.

Okay, okay, okay.
Anything else?

Don't forget to drop your
boy-crazy daughter at school.

Daddy! Did you program that?

[upbeat music]

(Judy)
You don't really think
I'm boy-crazy, do you?

(George)
Honey, there's nothin'
wrong with playing the field

until Mr. Right comes along.

Mm, I know. When did you
realize mom was the one?

Oh, I fell in love with your mom
the first time I saw her.

Yeah, that's the way
it happens.

Mom was pretty young when
you were married, wasn't she?

Oh, yes,
but say, young lady..

...don't get any
fancy romantic ideas.

(George)
That was a long time ago.
And things are different now.

'Just a little late,
depending on your watch.'

Or on time,
depending on your watch.

Hold it!
You blew it again, Jetson.

Or late,
depending on your watch.

Mr. Spacely wants to see you.

- Right, on the double.
- Wrong! On the quadruple.

In conclusion,
I think that Sam Spacely's

educational background
will be a perfect compliment

to our company's current staff.

Uh, are there any questions?

And what will
Mr. Spacely's duties be?

Uh, young Sam will be involved

in all aspects
of production, Jetson.

Well, ladies and gentlemen,
in light of the fact

that this meeting
took up ten minutes

of valuable production time, all
of you will be more than happy

to forego your morning
coffee break.

(all)
Oh, no!

(Spacely)
'Just one millisecond, Jetson.'

'I have a few words
to say to you.'

Uh, gee, Mr. Spacely, I, uh,
well, about being late you see--

Save it, Jetson.

If you'd been on time for
a change, you would have heard

that we are acquiring new
executive timber around here.

Of course, that may
eventually necessitate

the removal
of some dead wood.

Uh, I think
I get the drift, sir.

Now, uh, Sam here,
shows promise.

But he needs someone
to show him the ropes.

Someone who has
that sixth sense

so important
in the sprocket game.

Is that why you're askin' me
to bring Sam in, boss?

(Spacely)
'No, Jetson.'

'I can't spare anyone with
those talents at the moment.'

'So, I'm forced
to depend on you.'

I'd be proud
to show young Sam here

the in's and out's
of Spacely Sprockets.

I know you'll cooperate
with your new boss.

My new b-b-b..

Boss.

Your soap opera is on
in two minutes, Rosie.

Shh, not so loud.

Hurry, Mrs. J,
you don't wanna be late.

Late? Late for what?

- Whatever you're late for.
- But I-I don't--

- Of course you do.
- Do what?

Mrs. J, if you can't remember
all the things you have to do

how can you expect me to?

Oh-oh-oh, okay,
if you insist.

I thought she'd never leave.

And now from Pluto,
we bring you the game show

where only newlyweds compete.

"Let's Get Married."

Let's get comfy.

(George)
'Yes, Sam, Spacely's Sprockets
is one of the premiere'

'sprocket manufacturing plants
in the universe.'

And I'm quoting right out of
Mr. Spacely's manual.

(George)
'Here we have the heart
of Spacely Sprockets.'

'The sprocket stamping machine.'

'Notice how painstakingly
each sprocket is shaped..'

'...molded,
dipped, and cooled.'

Ow! Not quite cool enough.

[yawning]

And a little too painstakingly
for my taste..

...as we used to say at MIT.

You attended
Moon Institute of Technology?

Graduated when I was fourteen,
took my master's at VMI.

Venusian Megabucks Institute?

Right, and the buzz words
were always the same.

Volume.
Volume, Jetson.

Sam, Mr. Spacely, sir,
I-I wouldn't touch that dial.

'And initiative, Jetson.'

No! No!

No-no must be
turned into yes-yes.

And that's why new blood
is needed around here.

Look out!

As we used to say,
"Don't be afraid of failure

as long as
it leads to success."

I'm sure there aren't many
around left to say that.

Jetson! Look at this mess.

It'll take days to get
this equipment back online.

Who's responsible?

- Well, you see, sir, I--
- You, Jetson?

I should dock your pay for
a month for this little stunt.

You'll have to set a better
example for my nephew, Jetson.

This is our
billing department.

'It's well managed
by our robo-accountants.'

Hmm, better managed
by half the number.

Sam, what are you doin'?

Sorry, but I'm sure you won't
mind taking a short hiatus.

[metal clanking]

Sam, don't do this.

Trim the fat, Jetson.
Trim the fat.

Okay, 3-CPA..

What airhead just lost the
current invoices for Jupiter?

(Spacely)
'Jetson! What in the galaxy
are you doin' here?'

Uh, Sam was just--

Oh, shame on you, Jetson.

Trying to blame
an innocent youth

for the failures
of a middle-aged man.

(Spacely)
'You're above this, Jetson.
Not much but a little.

B-but, Uncle Cosmo--

Don't try to cover
for him, Sam.

Get up to your office
where you can't cause

any more damage than usual.

Busy morning like that makes
you hungry, doesn't it, Jetson?

Why don't you get me
a plutonium pizza

and order a French fries
and a Martian malt?

Uh, and get what you want
for yourself.

I don't think your uncle would
like me raiding

his executive menu-later.

Are you kidding?
Executive perks, you know.

Any problems,
I'm right behind you.

Uh-oh, I can depend on that.

- Hi, are you alone?
- Yeah, are you?

Yeah, is the elopement still on?

You bet it is.

Where do you want to rendezvous?

My house tonight.

Does your uncle know about this?

Nobody does.

It's gonna be the surprise
of the century.

Your uncle said there's
no such thing as a free lunch..

...till I told him
it was for you.

Jetson, in the future,
kindly knock before entering.

(George)
'My own office?'

Sorry, Jetson, a personal call.
A very private personal call.

Well, here's the--

- Oh, forget it.
- Huh?

Two times when a man
isn't hungry, Jetson.

When there's work to be done,
and when he's in love.

(Rosie)
Home already, Miss Judy?

Um, I got something kinda secret
going on this evening

and I need your help.

What kinda help, Miss Judy?

Maybe I shouldn't
get you involved.

Involve me, involve me.
I won't tell.

You promise?

I swear on my mother's
rechargeable batteries.

Well, I've got this friend
who wants to get married but--

But she's afraid
to tell her parents.

- Especially her father.
- Of course.

He probably thinks they're
too young to get married.

Right. But people like mom
and dad got married

when they were almost as young
as the people I'm thinking of.

Well, Miss Judy, if you're sure
that these friends of yours

are made for each other,
I'll be more than glad to help.

Time for
"The Edge Of Space", Rosie.

Who cares? I got a soap opera
romance right here at home.

[antenna beeping]

Jetson, isn't it customary to
have the boss over for dinner?

Sometimes.

(Sam)
'Uh, good. How about tonight?'

Gee, I'd love too,
but not tonight.

My wife's at a woman's club
meeting and--

That's alright, George,
I'm not picky.

Uh, how does a cold pizza,
soggy French fries

and a warm Martian malt
sound to you?

Sounds like we're
eating at my house.

Hi, daddy!

Is this that, er,
never mind, never mind.

And welcome to this friend,
whoever he may be.

I'd like you to meet, uh..

...a business associate of mine
Sam Spacely.

He'll be having
dinner with us.

Oh! Hello, Sam.

Uh, glad to meet you.

Come on, Mr. J, I could
use some help in the kitchen.

'The kitchen?'

I hardly expected to see you
arrive here with my dad.

Yeah, do you believe it? We're
working together at the plant?

Don't worry, Mr. J, these things
have a way of workin' out.

What things?
What are you talkin' about?

Uh-uh-uh, no things.

I-I was just thinkin'. Well,
they do make a nice couple.

Who does?

Uh-uh-uh, who does,
uh, nobody does.

You said, they make
such a nice couple.

Now what's goin' on, Rosie?

Uh, nothing.
Nothing's goin' on, Mr. J.

How could you
be so suspicious?

Just because somebody
says some other people

make a nice couple, doesn't
mean Judy's gettin' married.

Judy? Getting married?

Malfunction.
Disregard, disregard.

Never mind that,
I'm disregarding your disregard.

Now what's this about, Judy?

Judy, Judy, Judy.

Uh, correction. Not Judy.
Ancient history malfunction.

Make that Juliet, as in Romeo
and Judy. Correction. Juliet.

Wait a minute!

Judy was tryin' to tell me
somethin' this mornin'.

And I'm tryin' to tell you
somethin' right now.

Don't go into
that living room.

Oh, okay, Asteroid.
We'll be right down.

- Asteroid's in the car park.
- Oh, let's go!

Bye, daddy! Bye, Rosie!
I won't be home until late.

Thanks again, Judy
for helpin' us out.

Are you sure you wouldn't
like to be my maid of honor?

I'd like to,
but I have to be at school

for the big game and a big date.

It's no use, Mr. J.

[grunting]

[crashing]

Orbitty, give me a hand,
will you?

Okay.

Upsy-daisy!

Sorry, folks,
but I have to stop my daughter

from marrying some clown.

Ha ha ha, some other clown.

(Cogswell)
'Another perfect day!'

'I managed to undercut
Spacely on two contracts.'

[Cogswell laughing]

But you didn't make any profit
on the deals, Mr. Cogswell?

Who cares!
It's a matter of principle.

And I just love to stick it
to that Spacely.

Oh, a message for you,
Mr. Cogswell.

Dear daddy, by the time
you see this, I'll be on Pluto

marrying Sam Spacely.

Please try to understand.
Your little princess Asteroid.

What? What's she talking about?

My little princess
married to a S-p-p-pacely?

Are you alright,
Mr. Cogswell?

Of course I'm not alright.
Get Spacely on the phone.

Spacely, you little weasel.

Of all the dirty tricks you've
pulled on me, this is the worst.

Wha-what? What trick?

How dare you let
your twerp of a nephew

run off with my daughter?

Run off?
Your mouth is running off.

- What are you blabbing about?
- Watch my lips, Spacely.

They are getting married!


My favorite nephew marrying that
woof-woof daughter of yours.

- Not if I can stop it.
- You'll stop 'em?

I'll stop 'em first.

'You don't even know
where they are.'

I don't trust you, Cogswell.

But this time
we better stop them together.

Get over here, right away
and we'll take my limo to Pluto.

That broken down heap
of space debris?

It'll never make it.
I'll pick you up in my limo.

Sorry, we're booked solid.

All of the wedding chapels
are busy?

There's a large group of
Venuscian polygamists in town.

Got things tied up
until next week.

But we can't wait!

There must be something we can
do. When in trouble, improvise.

Well, I'll check
one more time.

Uh, wait a minute,
here's something.

There's been a fight at that
game show "Let's Get Married."

You wanna get married on TV,
you got it.

- We'll take it.
- Right.

Let's let the universe know
how we feel about each other.

Boy! I'd like to
let the universe know

how I feel about my wife.

[engine revving]

Pardon me, were Mr. and Mrs.
Spacely just married here?

I am sorry, sir.

All marriage information
is strictly confidential.

Excuse me, it's time
for my Lubra-coffee break.

- I now pronounce you--
- Oh no, you don't.

Oops! Oh, ha ha.
Ah, pardon me, kids.

Would the usher please show
this gentleman to the door?

Jetson! What in the universe
are you doin' here?

Uh, Mr. Spacely, as fine
a young man as your nephew is

I think he and my daughter are
a little young to get married.

Jetson, what are
you talking about?

Mr. Cogswell!

Spacely's nephew is marrying
my daughter, not yours.

You mean Sam
and Asteroid Cogswell?

[laughing]

What was I worried about?

Jetson, you were supposed
to look after my nephew.

If my nephew gets married,
you're fired.

And I'll see to it
you'll never work again

anywhere in this
whole galaxy.

I guess I got plenty
to worry about.

(man on TV)
'It's time for everybody's
favorite romantic game show'

'"Let's Get Married."'

And first upon today's show, is
a real Romeo and Juliet story.

The future Mr. and Mrs. Spacely,
Sam and Asteroid.

Come on, we've gotta get over to
the studio before it's too late.

(male #2)
'You know, if that last couple
had only battled it on camera'

it might have added a little
interest to this tired show.

Yeah, when she decked him
with that one-two

it could've made
the fight of the week.

Trouble with this stuff,
it's so predictable.

If there'll be anyone
who can give reason

why this couple
should not be joined

in holy wedlock,
let him now speak.

(Cogswell)
'I've got a couple
hundred good reasons.'

(Spacely)
'Not nearly as many as I do.'

How can you
marry this bum?

What do you mean "bum"?

(Cogswell)
'Quiet, you little,
space shrimp.'

Put 'em up, you four-eyed.

- Hey! Throw those guys out!
- Are you kidding?

This has the makings
of a fight of the century.

Mr. Spacely, Mr. Cogswell.

(both)
Stay out of this, Jetson.

Daddy! I'll never forgive you
for this, never. Come on, Sam.

Hey! Where are they going?

(male #2)
'They can't do that. Get 'em!'

Bailiff, the next case, please.

I assume that you are
the plaintiff, young lady.

What seems to be the problem?

My father and his uncle won't
let Sam and me get married.

Yeah, they're trying
to break us up.

Asteroid, princess!
Come back here.

I'll take it
you are the defendants.

This man's woof-woof daughter
has entrapped my nephew!

His stroppy nephew has seduced
my daughter into marriage.

Please! One at a time!

You may proceed.

Your Honor, my father thinks
Sam isn't good enough

to marry me, but he's really
a fine young man.

He's a bum.

Sam is a talented executive
at Spacely Sprockets.

Ask my trusted employee here,
er, George Jetson.

Would you agree
with that statement?

Uh, well, Your Honor.

(Spacely)
'Go ahead, George,
tell the truth.'

Uh, well, he's brought some new
and very interesting ideas

to Spacely Sprockets.

See, dad, I love him.
We're going to get married.

We-well, princess,
is it really that important?

It means everything to me.

(Cogswell)
'Hmm, if you really
feel that way.'

Sam, if you marry this girl,
I'll-I'll-I'll fire you!

Too late, Spacely,
he quits.

He's working for someone
who recognizes young talent.

Oh no, you don't, Cogswell.

You're not going to pirate
my executive staff.

I'm doubling his salary.

Mr. Spacely!

(both)
Stay out of this, Jetson!

I'll triple your salary.

You can't take my son-in-law
away from me.

I'll give you a vice presidency
and a liberal raise.

Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle Cosmo,
but I don't feel you appreciate

the contributions
I've made today.

'Like stepping up
sprocket production.'

You turned up
the volume?

(Sam)
'And trimmed the fat
in accounting.'

You pulled the plug
on the accountants?

I think you're right, Sam.

I won't stand in your way.

I rule that no grounds for the
denial of this wedding exist.

Great! If you'll all just
come back with me to my show

we'll continue
with the ceremony.

You're out of order!

I'm marryin' this couple,
right here.

(both)
I object, Your Honor!

Objection, overruled!

Get back to your own show.
I hear it needs an audience.

By the power vested in me

by the Intergalactic
Broadcasting Network

I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

Yes, indeed, Spacely.

Not only didn't
I lose a daughter

but I gained a son,
who knows the inner workings

of Spacely Sprockets.

[laughing]

(Spacely)
'Jetson!'

Gee, Mr. Spacely,
how much could Sam know?

- He was with us for one day.
- Don't try to con me, Jetson!

I know what you did.

Cogswell didn't lose
a daughter.

He gained another
incompetent vice president.

[laughing]

Does that mean there's an
opening on your executive staff?

Hmm, you're right, Jetson.

'My nephew Harvey Sonicblast,
would be right for the job.'

(Jane)
George Jetson,
of all the ridiculous ideas..

...thinking Judy had run off
to get married.

Yeah, where would I ever
get a dumb idea like that?

Uh-uh-uh, I think hear
the memo-minder calling.

Daddy, I thought
we were closer than that.

Honey, I'm sorry,
I jumped to those conclusions.

I should've known
my baby better than that.

I think we all should be
more trusting of our children.

Besides, how could I
possibly marry Sam

when Harvey Sonicblast
has just asked me to go steady.

[theme music]
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