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♪ 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 ♪

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.

Judy Jetson. Judy Jetson. Judy Jetson. Judy Jetson.

Oh! Thank you, Sky Rocker.

'Judy Jetson. Judy Jetson.'

What is the meaning of this, Miss Jetson?

She's been dreaming about that rock star again.

Ah! What a hunk!

Oh, I'm sorry, 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.

You can sit there until the end of the day.

Click, click.

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.

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.

Yeah.

♪ Rockin' 'round the galaxy ♪

I don't care what anybody says.

"Rockin' 'Round The Galaxy" is a good song.

It didn't make the teachers top 40 list.

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!

Gee, thanks.

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.

Hey! Look out!

I'll be glad to help you with all your lessons.

Ah!

- 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.

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!

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!

Yike!

You're supposed to deliver it, not read it.

Sorry, Your Highness. Yes, Your Highness.

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..

Here we go again.

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..

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..

...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?

Precisely.

Commander Comsat will decode it.

Now, go.

You are to rendezvous with him at Grand Central Space Station.

We're off!

To rid the universe of every last note of mu..

Phew. Thanks. I almost said mu..

M-U-S-I-C.

Get out of here. Go. Go!

Double time.

Hup, two, three, four. Hup, two, three, four.

Look! Here comes Sky Rocker now.

Baby, baby, baby! Oh, oh, oh!

Your superstar is ready to go, go, go!

Easy, space babes. Easy.

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.

- 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.

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.

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?

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.

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.

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.

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..

'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.

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!

♪ 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'? ♪

The Jupiter Jump.

♪ What are you playin'? ♪

The Jupiter Jump.

♪ What are you singin'? ♪

The Jupiter Jump.

♪ Come on gang 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 Jetson, from the "Intergalactic Inquirer."'

Huh?

You look awfully small for reporters.

Well, it's a small paper.

I don't know.

Say cheese.

Please pass your press..

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.. ♪

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.

♪ 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.

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 ♪

"Judy Jetson."

"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.

♪ Gleep glorp fleeble flabble flip flap flop ♪

♪ Folly wolly iggle jiggle.. ♪

Yeah. Hey, outta orbit!

Quite you!

♪ ..heebie jeebie yay yay alright ♪

'That was Sky Rocker's latest hit'

written by Earth's new song writing superstar

Judy Jetson!

What do you know? Somebody set the code to music. Oops!

You said the M word.

M-m-mu, m-mu. M-m-mu!

Thank you, Gruff.

You idiot! How could you say that word?

Yike!

Uh, we'll be goin' now, Your Highness.

He he he.

'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.

'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.

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.

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.

Judy! Judy! Judy!

'Judy! Judy! Judy!'

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.

- 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.

'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 killing me.

Look, everyone. There's Judy.

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

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 ♪

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.

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.

Now, get in your costume. I'll get the door.

Calm down. Calm down.

Let me guess. You want Sky Rocker's autograph, right?

Wrong. We want Judy Jetson's autograph.

Yeah, you know.

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, gang. Let's try down the hall.

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.

Maybe that's her now.

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.

Jumpin' Jupiter!

Everyone wants Judy.

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.

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.

'Judy?'

So long, sucker.

You're goin' special delivery, straight to our boss.

'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.

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.

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.'

'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?

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.

'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.

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.

'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.

♪ 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.

I said turn that thing..

Oh! Isn't that..

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.

'Hey, don't push that.'

- 'What are you doin'?' - 'Give me that.'

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

'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?

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.

Rocky 912.

Uh, no. I've seen that one a million times.

Ah! One of those foreign movies.

Directed by Fedrico Marshani.

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?

'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.

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.

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."'

Now, for my hair.

Here we go. The rockin' rooster.

I look like a nuclear nightmare.

Perfect.

Don't worry, Jane honey.

Everything will be ju-just fine.

Mmm. That's nice, dear.

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.

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.

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 ♪

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.

Look out!

I've heard of fans wanting souvenirs

but this is ridiculous.

- I'll get her this time. - That's what you think.

Yike!

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 slave driver.

Come on, girls. Pick them up.

The waitress disguises worked.

- I think we lost those guys. - Think again.

There they are.

Yikes!

Why, you..

- 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.

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.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪

'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.

You asked for it.

Yo-ow!

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!

Reorge!

Quiet, Astro, or they'll take us too.

Now look what you've done, you..

...ninny.

Me?

Elroy!

Judy.

There she is.

If I didn't nab her and you didn't nab her

who's nabbin' her?

You got me.

'Uh-oh, who do we rescue first, Astro?'

Dad or Judy?

I don't know.

'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.

Can't you do anything right?

Me? I wasn't the one who wrecked the car.

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?

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.

What do you want with us?

We want to be your friend.

That's why we saved you from those two goons.

Well, thanks... I guess.

I am the High Loopy Zoomy

and these are my totally zoomin' subject.

I'm Zappy Zoomy and this is Zowie Zoomy.

Zoom, zoom, he he... zoom.

Ha ha ha. And that was Zany Zoomy.

And this is Zilchy.

Radical, man. Radical.

'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.

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.

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.

'Welcome to Zooma-Zooma.'

'Watch your step.'

Who-oa!

Welcome.

Here you can party with all the comforts of home.

Write some totally rockin' song.

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 ♪

Oh!

Watch me.

Whoa!

♪ 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.

We love having visitors.

'Good. 'Cause it looks like you have more visitors coming.'

Felonia's troops! Take cover!

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!

Those horrible monsters!

Yeah, they really burn me up.

Why were they so mean to us?

Some people just don't wanna be friends, Zippy.

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.

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.

'Smile.'

This is an outrage.

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...

'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.

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.

'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?

'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.

He said it. He said mu-mu-mu..

Thank you, Gruff.

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?

'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.

"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.

Yes!

The girl.

The girl will have the answer!

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.

Look at the bright side. We've still got the music.

Ha ha ha.

It looks like some of these

instruments are still okay.

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.

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 ♪

♪ 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 ho-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.

It's Felonia. Hide!

Judy, come on.

No. It's me she wants.

The zoomies have suffered enough trying to protect me.

Uh, but then again..

Judy!

'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.

Ah!

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.

And Judy's first wordsastounded everyone.

Can you say ma?

Can you say da?

Can you say anything?

It was the first sign of what would be an auspicious career.

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 ♪

♪ 'Cause every June beneath the moon ♪

♪ You make me wanna croon ♪

♪ You great big goon goon goon goon ♪

♪ Goon ♪

I knew love was blind, but I didn't know it was tone deaf.

What happened? Did somebody?

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?

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.

Come, my dear.

This should prove very interesting to you.

'What are you doing to those instruments?'

Destroying them.

Oh, that sounds horrible.

You can destroy a few instruments

but you'll never destroy music.

She said it.

She said m-m..

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.'

Oh!

Sky Rocker, are you alright?

My name isn't Sky Rocker, it's Billy Booster.

'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.'

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.

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.

But isn't this illegal?

Gosh, no, dad. All the space scouts have 'em.

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.

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.

So, I guess we just, uh, hang around till she gets back.

Yow! The rope's breaking!

I sure hope she gets back soon.

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.

That'll be eight million dollars.

Eight million dollars? I won't pay.

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.

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.

Food, rummy.

- I'm hungry. - I don't know, Astro.

We're in a hurry. Judy's in trouble.

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.

Get your hands off that!

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.

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.

Out of my way, you little green beach bums.

'Three cubits, then turn left.'

Fine.

It won't be long now.

Spears? Oh, great.

At last. The Megagamma 12.

Yes! Yes!

Oh, glorious day! Oh!

Now, back to activate the mental flosser.

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.

Swinging. That's it.

- It is? - Sure, Sky.

You're a rock star, let's rock.

I don't know what you're talking about, Judy

but I dig your enthusiasm.

Faster.

Faster! Faster!

'Whoa!'

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.

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.

'Goodie! Home safe at last.'

That's the last time I let you drive.

Me? You were driving.

Never mind. The important thing is we made it back here.

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.

'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.

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!

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.

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!

'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.

'Yike! Gangway!'

Yippee yai yay yai yay!

Hey, it's a rodeo.

Yeah, we're gonna get branded.

It's after us. Ow! Help!

- Ah! - Yahoo!

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.'

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?

It's closing in on us.

Quick, this way.

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.

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.

So, that's the problem, gang. We've got to stop Felonia.

But we zoomies are peaceful creatures.

Yeah, we don't have any weapons.

Hmm. Oh, yes, we do.

We have the best weapon for fighting Felonia.

Music.

Music?

Ramm, rev up your roadster.

The rest of you come with me. We've gotta save rock and roll.

The Megamma 12 is in place.

'Comsat, turn on the power!'

Yes, Your Wickedness.

Oh, the moment I've been waiting for.

The end of M U S I C.

Nothing can stop me now. Ha ha ha.

'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?

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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪

Huh! They think this little for show is going to stop me?

T minus 30 seconds.

Double the power! Ha ha ha.

The plan isn't working

Well, at least we tried.

Ramm, how powerful is the generator in the retro roadster?

500,000 mega amps.

'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.

'Additional power, ready set..'

...go, go, go.

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 ♪

- T minus 15 seconds. - Quick, boost the generator.

Stabilize the atomizer. Hurry!

T minus eight seconds.

T minus four

three, two...

Oh, stop..

'The crystal destroyed.'

We did it.

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.

'I can't believe it.'

I can't believe I was done in by a mere Earth girl.

'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..

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.

'We are here at the Jetsons' apartment building'

awaiting the victorious arrival of Judy Jetson and Sky Rocker.

'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.

And we're a new team.

♪ 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.'

♪ 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?

She's an A plus in my book.

I've never had a student who actuallymade history before.

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.

Baby, baby, baby.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪