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SINGERS: Meet George Jetson
His boy, Elroy
Daughter, Judy
Jane, his wife
Alright, partner, this is where we separate...
...the men from the machines.
What's your bet, Mr. J?
[CHUCKLES]
Ouch!
Forget it, Astro. We changed the combination.
[GRUMBLES]
[IMITATES DOORBELL]
JANE: I'll get it, George.
I'm expecting the laundry service.
That's odd. I must be hearing things.
You haven't bet yet, Mr. J.
Sorry, Rosie.
It's hard to concentrate with Astro trying...
...to sneak out all the time.
I raise you three quasars.
Wait, I might change that.
Yes, make that eight quasars, Mr. J.
Well, I have to fold again, Rosie.
[CHUCKLES]
You must've eyes in the back of my--
Astro. What are you doing outside?
Give up, Astro. You're not getting out.
[CHATTERING]
What's a nice guy like me doing in a high-stress job like this?
I should've known something was wrong...
...when they gave me a flak jacket...
...and crash helmet with this job.
Oh, yeah?
I'll bet you that my dad has the most exciting job.
He's a real space test pilot.
So what, Kenny?
My father is a headline performer for Circus Centauri.
Big deal.
What's your dad do, Elroy?
My dad does it all.
He is totally cool.
Is he into air conditioning?
No way. You'll find out later.
I'm keeping it a secret.
Wow, it must be something really radical and exciting.
KID 1: Sounds mysterious, Elroy.
Elroy Jetson, this is your stop.
Only 15 more years of this and I can retire...
...if I can live that long.
All I can tell you guys is that my dad is Mr. Number One...
...all the way.
Goodbye.
I'm out of here.
Try to have this laundry back by tomorrow.
I ain't promising nothing, lady.
Not with a bunch of weird extraterrestrials working...
...for me back at the plant.
[ASTRO CHUCKLES]
Three Jupiter jacks. I win, Mr. J.
Oh, didn't I program you to lose at this game, Rosie?
No. That was gin rummy.
Alright. Deal again.
Well, hello, Miss Gyro.
How's every little thing with our new neighbor?
Mr. Jetson, I think there's something of yours over here.
Whatever it is, keep it as long as you like.
No, thanks.
This makes twice this week...
...I've caught your brute of an animal in my yard.
Oh, uh.... I'll be over in a microsecond.
When I get back, double or nothing on this new hand, Rosie.
Sure thing, Mr. J.
Okay, what's he holding?
We machines gotta stick together.
Hi, Elroy. Bye, Elroy.
Say, Dad, what's your job?
Oh. Lately, I'm nothing but a dogcatcher.
Give us some action for the camera, Orbitty.
Okay.
[SPEAKING GIBBERISH]
Okay.
Now stay still so I can get a close-up shot.
-Orbitty, cool it. -That's better.
I've been meaning to add him to our family home-video album.
Mom, I have a problem with a class assignment.
I thought you were a straight-A student, Elroy.
Yeah, so far...
...but I'm supposed to make a short video essay...
...for Father's Day called My Dad and His World...
...and I don't even know what Dad does at work.
That's what Mr. Spacely always says.
I'm under heavy peer pressure from the kids at school, Mom.
Well, that should be easy enough to solve.
I'll just program our mini-mobile camera...
...to record him at work tomorrow.
Your dad loves showing off.
But is it an exciting job, Mom?
Oh, he won't disappoint you, Elroy.
One thing about your father...
...he's always where the excitement is.
[ASTRO WHISTLES]
Hello, gorgeous.
[PANTS]
I should've known.
This happens every spring.
Mr. Jetson.
Relax, Miss Gyro.
It's just a springtime fling.
I can handle it.
If your beast doesn't stop molesting my poor Jezebel...
...I'll have him impounded.
Weren't you ever in love?
Hey.
Astro!
[BARKING]
Frankly, Jezebel, I don't understand what he sees in you.
[GROWLS]
[ASTRO IMITATES TARZAN YELLING]
GEORGE: No, Astro, don't try it.
-Ta-da. -Hmph!
Face it, Astro. You two were just not made for each other.
Come on, let's go.
Come on out, lover boy.
[GRUNTING]
Yuck! You've got the worst dog breath.
George? Yuck!
It's home for you, fella.
Hey, wait.
Astro, wait.
Wait!
[CHITTERING]
Whoa, Astro. Whoa! Ouch!
Whatever happened to the part about you...
...being man's best friend?
[BARKING]
Yow!
Astro, I'm trading you in for some Gemini gerbils after this.
This is getting to be a real drag.
[CRYING]
Jezebel. Jezebel!
Knock it off, Romeo.
George, just look at you.
I know. I feel like a tossed salad.
JANE: Get Astro into the bathroom before...
...he starts shaking the dirt everywhere.
Now, don't treat me like a dog.
[GRUNTS]
Jane, call your wacko appliance off me.
Oh, Jezebel.
ELROY: Flash those pearly whites, Dad.
Is this something for the family video album, Elroy?
No, Dad. It's a class project.
I have to make a video essay about you and your world.
Well, that could fill volumes.
Okay if I video your day at the office tomorrow, Dad?
Sure. Tomorrow's a big day too.
I've got to move out 200,000 sprockets by noon.
Wow, sounds exciting. Thanks, Dad.
The George Jetson Show starring George Jetson...
...with special guest star George Jetson.
I have a feeling I shouldn't have done that.
I'm a real sucker for vacuums.
[ROSIE HUMMING]
Mr. J?
I didn't even know you were home.
Bye-bye, Rosie.
He's looking dog-tired these days.
Hi, Rosie.
Mr. J?
Ohh. My 50,000-mile checkup must be well overdue.
I'm hallucinating.
Hi, Elroy, Orbitty.
Hello, George.
Did you remember the video, Dad?
Are you kidding, Elroy?
This little camera gives total coverage.
Thanks, Dad. You're the best.
Mr. Jetson, we've exchanged some pretty nasty words...
...in the past--
No need to apologize, Miss Gyro.
--but you haven't heard anything yet.
Uh-oh. I got a feeling I'm gonna hear plenty.
You'll be hearing plenty from my lawyer...
...if you don't keep this mongrel out of my life.
I'll be right over to get him. Don't panic.
Oh, my wife would just love your apartment, Miss Gyro.
Cut that neighborly chat...
...and get your canine Casanova out of here.
Where is he?
By my Jupiter Moon mobile. Oh, and be careful.
That's an expensive piece of art.
Kiss me, Jezebel.
Wow-wee! What a kisser.
Okay, lover boy, pack up your pucker.
GYRO: What was that, Mr. Jetson?
Everything's under control, Miss Gyro.
Why did I say that?
Heel, Astro. Heel, boy.
[BARKING]
That dog is driving me out of my orbit.
ASTRO: Jezebel.
GEORGE: Astro, no.
ASTRO: Jezebel. GEORGE: Jezebel.
Let go of her, Astro.
Yuck!
[HOWLING]
Okay, macho mutt...
...the party's over.
Hop in.
[GEORGE WHISTLES]
Here, boy. How about some beefsteak, Astro?
Come and get it.
The only way home for you is through your stomach.
[HOWLS]
I'm glad you're not unfamiliar...
...with the city leash laws, Jetson.
Don't worry, Miss Gyro.
This time, Astro's totally under my control.
Take it easy. I've got a tight grip on the situation.
I think I'm losing my grip.
[WHIMPERS]
Goodbye, Jetson. Let's not meet again.
Listen, Astro.
Are you really gonna let a little wimpy female dog...
...upset your life?
Yeah.
I thought so.
Come on. We're homeward bound.
Don't give me that hangdog look, Astro.
It's love, George.
Love or not, I've got to find a way to keep you indoors...
...until this love thing is over.
What if you program the mini-mobile camera...
...to monitor Astro's movements, Dad?
Great thinking, Elroy.
Then I'll see how he keeps sneaking out.
It's simple as A-S-T-R-O.
See? It's working already.
After all these years, I finally outsmarted my own dog.
George, Astro just jumped down the garbage chute.
Don't worry, honey. The other end is sealed up.
Not today. It's garbage day.
Come on, Orbitty. Let's scan this video of Dad at work.
[SPEAKING GIBBERISH]
Oh, that's right, Orbitty. This is totally boring.
I'll be humiliated in front of my entire class...
...but I can't mention it to Dad.
He thinks his job is really interesting.
Where have you two been all this time?
It's all on the video.
Right now, I need a shower.
Whew! Well, you both need a shower.
GEORGE: You'll get over Jezebel, Astro.
Don't know what's worse, the smell of wet garbage...
...or the smell of wet dog.
Knock it off with the perfume, will you?
Perfume is for women.
It's called Saturn Seductress.
Isn't it divine?
The last thing you need is Saturn Seductress, lover boy.
[ELROY GROANING]
Feeling any better, Elroy?
[COUGHING]
A little bit.
I want Rosie to check you out.
We'll start with some thermal tape.
He does have a fever, Mrs. J.
Here's the problem.
I must have left the bed heater on by mistake.
Well, Elroy....
Can't talk now, Mom. I'll be late for school.
Bye.
Off to school, eh?
Don't forget your Father's Day video.
If anyone asks, I don't give autographs.
[CHUCKLES]
I don't think that will be a problem, Dad.
George, does it seem like something is bothering Elroy?
Ah, he's just nervous.
When he scores big with his video, he'll perk up.
[CHATTERING]
PILOT: Heh-heh-heh! This is my luckiest day yet.
I haven't been squirted, no space gum on my seat...
...no bomb rockets.
And we're almost at school!
I'll bet you a full week's worth of lunch pellets...
...that my father gets the best grade.
What do you say, Jetson?
Uh, ahem.
Well, my dad won't let me gamble, fellas.
KID 2: What's to gamble?
Unless your father isn't as great as you said he is.
-He is too. -Then it's a bet.
One full week's worth of lunch pellets.
Oh, well.
I haven't been that hungry lately, anyway.
PILOT: Alright, kids. We're here, we're here!
[LAUGHS]
All out for Little Dipper School!
I made it in one piece. Yippee!
What a glorious life.
Oh, isn't that cute?
What are you gonna do, shoot me?
I'm gonna take that job...
...delivering nitro-nuclear explosives.
My nerves need the rest.
[GROANS]
KID 2: My father tests rockets like the Z-33...
...made of durable Denimlite...
...and equipped with 14 size A-10 synchronizers...
...and an air-cooled cryo-toy.
The Z-33 is the finest in flying machines.
[SNORING]
Once the mighty engines ignite...
...the Z-33 flies at eight times the speed of light...
...if he can just get it started.
So that's my dad and his world.
[SNORING]
Oh! Oh, very nice, Kenny.
Now, our final Father's Day video is by Elroy Jetson.
If it gets dark enough, maybe I can sneak out of here.
[CLASS CHUCKLES]
KID 2: Hey, Elroy, is that your father?
Oh, no.
I'll be the first kid at Little Dipper to get a double F-minus.
JANE: George, Astro just jumped down the garbage chute.
GEORGE: Don't worry, honey. The other end is sealed up.
JANE: Not today. It's garbage day.
[LAUGHING]
Wow-wee! Yuck.
[CLASS CHEERS]
Astro. Dad.
Give me a hand, Astro.
Not that kind of hand.
Grab my hand.
[CHEERING]
Hang on, boy.
Oh, no, a space jogger.
I can't watch this.
I better lay off this physical-fitness stuff...
...before it kills me.
Phew. That was close.
Sorry, pal. They're trying to recycle my dog.
Help. Help me.
Let go, Astro. I'll catch you.
Bull's-eye.
I want my mama.
Help.
GEORGE: Grab hold, boy.
Stretch, Astro, or you'll spend your next life...
...as a video monitor.
[GEORGE YELPS]
[MURMURING]
[CHEERS]
Attaboy, Dad. Yipee!
You made it, Astro. We're saved.
Hooray!
Oh, no, the car's stalling out.
BOY: Oh, no.
GIRL: No.
Thanks, George.
Let's go home and get cleaned up, big fella.
Yuck! Knock it off, Astro.
[CHEERING]
That was the spaciest, Elroy.
Your father is just Mr. Super Terrific, Elroy.
You just have to see what I went through with Astro.
Jane, look.
JANE: But this isn't the Astro video, George.
It's Elroy's school assignment.
It's a tough job, but somebody's gotta do it.
I hate to say it, dear, but this looks terribly boring.
Well, you have to consider that--
I mean, when you see it like this--
You're right, it's a crashing bore.
Poor Elroy.
No wonder he didn't wanna go to school today.
On top of everything, I gave him the wrong disc.
He's gonna be really down when he gets home.
Hi, Dad.
Elroy, I know I botched up your assignment.
I kind of messed everything up.
I'd like to apologize.
What are you talking about?
I got a double A-plus.
You're now known in my school as the greatest dad...
...in the whole galaxy.
You did? I was?
I mean, I am?
Why, Miss Gyro.
Why, you're full of surprises.
Six surprises to be exact.
I'm sure you can find them suitable homes.
Gee, Dad, this is great.
Now you and Astro can celebrate Father's Day together.
Hi, Herb. How about a free puppy for Father's Day?
This is gonna take a while.
Oh, boy.