All language subtitles for The Jetsons s02e16 The Mirrormorph.eng

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? Meet George Jetson ?

? His boy Elroy ?

? Daughter Judy ?

? Jane his wife ?

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(Judy)
'Just hold still a little longer, Astro.'

'How can I sculpt you
if you keep moving?'

Okay, Judy.

[device beeping]

That's better.
What do you think, Orbitty?

Oh.

Oh. That's me?

Astro, you're not
supposed to move.

'Stay put.'

[chuckles]
This is gonna get me

into the abstract alien art
class for sure.

[device beeping]

That's wonderful, Judy.

You'd think it was Astro.

This is Astro, mom.

There is the sculpture.

Oh, well, at least
it's nice to see

you're interested in school
instead of boys.

Have you flipped
your orbit, mom?

I need to get into that class
to be near Vinny van GoGogh.

Ooh, he's totally artistic.

Oh-ho, I should have known
a boy was behind this.

Ooh! It's this cheap-o crater
based clay.

It's too soft.

I hope that
professional cosmic clay

I ordered gets here soon.

I hear the Auto-Sorter
was out of sorts.

No, he just needed the zip
put back into his zip coder.

Careful now, two spacial

delivery packages coming
through.

Check. Specimen for
the Scientific Institute.

And package
for Miss Judy Jetson.

Hope I got that right.
Oh, well, I'm only inhuman.

Yes, mother?

It is not like I live on the
other side of the galaxy.

But I might as well
when I have to wait

for your husband
to drive you over.

Well, mother, I've been thinking
about asking George..

- For a second car.
- Forget it!

We really need one.
I think George will go for it.

(Rosie)
Dream on.

Now, listen to me, Jane.

George will get you that car

if you get him in the right
mood before you ask him.

Bills, bills, bills.

No new car.

But a package for Miss Judy.

Trouble is a new car
is expensive.

And we have plenty
of expenses already.

Trust me, honey.

Just get George alone.

Fix him one of his favorite
desserts, dim the lights.

Put on some Venusian violins.

Then nail him.

You'll get that car.

(Proteus)
'At long last, Dr. Quark.'

We have obtained a rare

Mercurian Mirrormorph
to study.

It's incredible,
Professor Proteus.

Oh, you haven't
seen anything yet.

The mirrormorph
has the amazing ability

'to assume the shape
of whomever has touched it'

and retain that form
for minutes, even hours.

Ready, Gordon?

Touch it, man.
You won't change. It will.

That's strange.
It's not transforming.

Goodness to Ganymede.

This is no mirrormorph.

It's just a lump of cosmic clay.

Spacial delivery, Miss Judy.

Far out.

It must be the cosmic clay
I ordered.

Uh-oh.

We must find the missing
mirrormorph at once.

If it is touched by another life
form for more than 10 seconds

the results could be
catastrophic.

Yeah, this stuff
is really gonna hold its shape.

It just needs to be worked with
for a while.

(Clock)
It's 6:30.

Better get ready
for your date, Judy.

[gasps]
Right.

I was having so much fun
I almost lost track of the time.

Not me. My raching rack.

[pulsating]

[device beeping]

Oh. Nothing beats
a refreshing ultrasonic shower.

Mm. Let's see.

Uh.. Orion Orange?

Pluto Pink?

Or Venusian Violet?

Oh, why is life so complicated?

[device beeping]

[doorbell rings]

George must have forgotten
his front door opener again.

I'll get it, Mrs. J.

I don't know who you are

but according
to my digital calendar

you're two and a half months
early for Halloween.

Just tell Judy,
Vinny van GoGogh's here.

Oh, of course. Vinny van GoGogh.

Totally artistic.

Hey, Judy never told me
she had a twin sister.

[giggles]

I'll see if my twin sister
is ready.

Hurry, Judy, your date is
waiting for you.

And for once we agree.

He really is far out.

Maybe Rigel Red.

Or Andromeda Aqua.

I brought you some ultra violets
to wear, Judy.

Although they're not as vivid
as your eyes.

The hair has changed, but it's
still the same old line.

You've got that right, Mrs.
J.

I think you're really gonna dig

the new intergalactic
art gallery.

The quiet type, huh?

Hey, if you're that hungry,
maybe I should have taken you

for something to eat first.

What did I tell you?

Everyone who's anyone in the
intergalactic art world

is here tonight.

You like that original
Leonardo De Venus?

Ah. Me, neither.
I think he's had it.

But how about
this Marsdigliani sculpture.

It's something else, huh?

You don't like it?

I thought you were
into fine art.

Come on, let's get some
interplanetary punch.

Have some, Judy.

Hey, cool it.

'You're making a spectacle
of yourself.'

Oh, weird, man.
You're acting weird.

What's with you?
Maybe you'd rather go home.

But I'd hate to miss
the new Picassiopeia.

Totally incredible.

Color me green with envy.

(Vinny)
'Do you realize how much that painting you ruined

is gonna cost me?

I didn't think so.

Well, as far as I'm concerned

until you start getting
your act together

you're out of the picture.
Goodbye.

swoosh

[pulsating]

[groans] I programmed something
artistic, but that is positively ancient.

(Clock)
It's 7:30. Do you know where your date is?

[gasps]
Leaping light years!

Vinny should have been
here by now.

Well, Vinny, glad to see
you. Finally.

You did say 7 o'clock,
didn't you?

Well, did you wanna say
you're sorry or something?

Well, what's that
supposed to mean?

Yes, you're sorry
or no, you're not.

Vinny, I don't like
being made fun of.

Thanks a lot.

'Ugh! Gross.'

You may be the catch of the
century but your personality

got stuck in a time warp.

Mm-mm, it's been light years

since you programmed
synthetic brownies.

Mm, I just love 'em, Jane.

Ha! You know how much I
enjoy that celestial synthesizer.

Well, why shouldn't you
have the things

that you enjoy most, dear?

- Why shouldn't both of us?
- You're right.

A few hundred years and
poof, we're gone.

I'm glad you feel
that way, George.

Because I was about
to ask you for..

- Judy, you got a problem?
- She's fine, George.

Now, I was about to ask-

You're right, mom.
There is no problem.

[sobs]
Vinny van GoGogh has the problem.

[crying] It'll be three solar
eclipses before he sees me again.

[pulsating]

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Now, where were we?

Oh, yes, you were saying
we should both have

everything we want in life.

How about
some more brownies, dear?

Mm-mm. Now, what was it
you wanted to ask me?

Second car? No way.

- 'But, George.'
- Love the brownies.

Love the music.
Hate the second car.

- Can't afford it.
- George, where are you going?

To get a glass of milk.

A new car. She must be kidding.

Yuck! Ugh!

Oh, a fine place for Judy
to leave her clay.

Battling that clay
has made me even thirstier.

[device beeping]

George, it isn't unreasonable
to want a second car, is it?

'Well, at least that's a start.
Uh, George, are you alright?'

Honey, I've been checking
our finances carefully.

And I don't think there's any
reason we can't afford one.

Then you see my point.

Does that mean I can have one?

You mean it?
Oh, George, you're wonderful.

Whee! I'm so excited.

I've got to give mother a call.

thud

(Phone)
Mrs. Jetson, you can't call your mother now.

Do you realize what time it is?

Oh, thank you.
Thank you for reminding me.

I thought you might like
a glass of milk.

Oh, George,
you're simply wonderful.

I am? For bringing you
a glass of milk?

Uh..

Mwah! Oh, you silly.

For being such a sweet,
generous husband.

Oh, that.
Just comes natural, I guess.

Morning, Mrs. J.
I didn't hear you get up.

Beautiful day, isn't it?

Guess she got up
on the wrong side of the bed

or Mr. J said no
to that new car.

Morning, Rosie.
Beautiful day, isn't it?

Mr. J said yes to that new car.

I must need a complete
sensory overhaul.

Jane, it's been a space age

since you brought me
breakfast in bed. Mm.

Betelgeuse bagels and lunar lox.

Do you know how much
this stuff is a pound?

You deserve it, honey.
You're one in a million.

Hi, Orbitty.

Do you wanna take Astro for walk
at the planetary park?

Yeah, Elroy.

boing boing

(George)
'Thanks for the wonderful breakfast, dear.'

'But I've got to zoom. Big
things are brewing at work.'

Don't fly off without
your briefcase, honey.

I'll drive by later
to show you what I bought.

Drive by? But I've got the car.

Are you sure the alien detector
will pick up

the mirrormorph's vibrations?

It better, that creature
loose in the city

is like a-a ticking time
bomb.

Let's hope it's somewhere
it can't cause too much damage.

(Spacely) 'I just wanted to let
all of you at Spacely Sprockets know'

'we're going
to be busier than ever'

producing a brand-new,
improved Spacely Sprocket.

And this is the top-secret
prototype.

[crowd exclaiming]

'Cause I'll be looking over
your shoulders.

Ooba-dooba. All this work will
mean lots of overtime.

Ha! Maybe Jane and I can afford
a cosmic cruise this year.

Daydreaming, Jetson? Ah.

So this is how you waste
productive work minutes.

Playing with clay.

[stammers]
But-but it's my daughter's, Mr. Spacely.

I don't know how it got here.

Well, I know where
it's going, Jetson.

Right down the old trash tube.

- Now get to work.
- Y-yes, sir.

It's roomy enough
for the whole family.

And it's got a supersonic
suspension.

And I've always loved
Galaxy Green.

- Yeah?
- What do you think, mother?

- Shall we get it?
- I know how I'm voting.

Me too.

Shopping for
the family car, huh?

Well, just let me tell you
about it.

- It's perfect.
- We love it.

- We'll take it.
- Yeah.

I can't stand
high-pressure customers.

Mr. Spacely, what are you doing?

Sir, stop.

You're creating an overload

on the universal
digital index.

Stop.

(Robot)
Digital overload in Jetson's sector.

(George)
Sir, please, put that prototype down.

It's very fragile.

Oh, no.

Now you've broken it,
Mr. Spacely.

How dare you accuse me?

Do you realize
what you've done, Jetson?

Me?
But it's all your fault.

You went totally
off your rocket, sir.

I was off my rocket, Jetson,
the day I hired you.

If Cogswell Cogs gets their new
prototype on the market

before my improved
sprocket, I'm ruined.

Jetson, you..
You're fired!

Fired. I didn't do anything.

It's just not fair.

This yours, buddy?

Well, actually,
it's my daughter's.

Sure it is.

Assaulting an officer.

That's a 500-buck ticket.

Fired. Fined.

What more can happen to me?

- How do you like it, honey?
- Nice.

- Whose is it?
- Mom's.

Isn't it the spaciest new car?

Mom's? Which mom?
Whose mom?

- Your mom?
- But, George, what's wrong?

- You said I could buy one.
- Who did?

- You did.
- I did?

And today just seemed like
the ideal time.

It sure was.

- Fired?
- Fired?

- Fired?
- Fired?

- Fired?
- Roor Reorgie.

That's right.

So even if I said yes
to a new car, which I didn't

there's no way to pay for it.

Not to worry, Mr. J.
You'll find another job.

Sure you will, dear.
What about Cogswell Cogs?

By Jupiter, that's right.

Cogswell is due to unveil
a new prototype cog.

There'll be a whole
constellation of work.

- Take the new car, George.
- Great idea, honey.

(George)
'It'll make a good impression on Cogswell.'

I'm on my way, Moonstone.

See that the new prototype cog
is ready for my inspection.

Yes, sir, Mr. Cogswell.

I, uh, I wasn't speeding,
was I, officer?

[chuckles] Uh, n-now, listen, I-
I really don't have time for a ticket.

N-now, here, a-a little, uh

donation for the Interplanetary
Policemen's Ball.

Yeah. Okay?

Ahem. Mr. Cogswell.

I'm pleased to inform you
that as of today

I'm a free agent.

Mr. Cogswell.
Remember me? George Jetson?

Can I offer you a lift?

[clears throat]
Mr. Cogswell, I'm pleased to inform you

that as of today,
I'm a free agent.

(Cogswell)
'Moonstone, where is that prototype?'

I'll be right up, Mr. Cogswell.

This new cog will ensure
that Spacely's new sprocket

can't put me out of business.

Well, Mr. Cogswell,
do I get the job?

You mean, there's a possibility?

Could you make that
a definite yes, Mr. Cogswell?

You really mean yes?

Ooba-dooba! I've got the
job.

Ooh! Shall I start right away?

Wh-where will my office be, sir?

Here's the prototype,
Mr. Cogswell.

Jetson? I thought
you worked for Spacely.

Not anymore.
Mr. Cogswell here just hired me.

(George)
'Right, boss?'

Good to have you aboard, Jetson.

Be careful with
that prototype, sir.

It's one of a kind.

Mr. Cogswell, what's the matter?

Well, Moonstone.
Where's the prototype?

But, sir, I just gave it to you.
Don't you remember?

You were with George Jetson.

Jetson? He works for Spacely.
He must be here spying.

- But you just hired him, sir.
- I did what?

Mr. Cogswell? But you're me.

Come back here.
I don't know what's going on.

But I'm getting out of here
before I get blamed again.

I told you Jetson was a spy.

Stop him, Moonstone.
He's getting away.

We can't give up, Dr. Quark.

If someone holds
that mirrormorph

for more than 10 seconds..

[shudders]
I shudder to think of it.

[beeping]

(Quark) 'The mirrormorph. It
must be in that building, professor.'

(Proteus)
I just hope we're not too late.

Caught you red-handed, Jetson.

Now, where's my prototype?

You got the wrong man.
It wasn't me. It was you.

I mean, it wasn't you,
it was me.

He's over here, sir.
With the prototype.

Now, hand it over.

Oh, no, my prototype.

Hang on to that, Jetson.

(Proteus)
No, let him go!

You don't understand
what you're doing.

What do you mean?
That man is a thief.

Wrong, that man
is a mirrormorph.

And your guards have held him
more than 10 seconds.

Oh, no, they must be contained

before they multiply
and fill the city.

Impossible, professor,
there's too many.

Not when you have
a roomy new Spacion Wagon.

See, nothing to it.

Hey, my car.

Where do you think
they're going?

Back to Mercury is my guess.

Easy for them,
I've gotta go back

and face an angry wife
without a new car.

My new car? Gone?

Indian giver.

But, honey, it was the only way

to get rid of the mirrormorph.

That's absolutely correct,
Mrs. Jetson.

And your husband will receive
a substantial reward

for saving the city
from an incredible threat.

Dad's a hero.

And my most valuable employee.

I just heard how you clobbered
Cogswell's new cog, George.

I'm giving you your job back.

- Plus a bonus.
- Thank you, sir.

But what's really important
is making sure my wife is happy.

So with that reward, Jane

I intend to buy you
a new, new car.

Why shouldn't we have
the things we want most?

Right, dear? Jane?

- You're not a.. A..
- Mirrormorph?

Hardly, dear.

But I've always been putty
in your hands.

[both laughing]

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