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[theme music]
[music continues]
? Meet George Jetson ?
? His boy Elroy ?
? Daughter Judy ?
? Jane his wife ??
[instrumental music]
[instrumental music]
Hey, mom.
Knitting isn't so hard after all.
Not once you get the hang of it.
George, can you try on the sweater Judy's knitting for you?
'It's made with that new unbreakable yarn.'
I can't stop, honey. or I'll never finish.
It isn't fair of Mr. Spacely to make you work on weekends.
[beeping]
[computerized vocalization] 'Congratulations, your project is completed.'
Ah, finally.
Time for completion, 62 hours, 49 minutes, 12 seconds.
I sure wouldn't want to do that again.
boing
thud
[beeping]
[whirring]
(computerized vocalization) 'Start over, tilt. Start over.'
You've gotta be kidding!
plop
[laughs]
Astro, I'm putting your ball on automatic.
Go play by yourself.
[upbeat music]
[growls]
Come back here.
swoosh
thud
I have a feeling this is probably gonna be
one of those weekends.
Hey, dad, they're showing our favorite episode
of, "Hill Star Blues" again.
I can't, Elroy.
I'll be busy for the next 62 hours
49 minutes and 12 seconds.
You never spend time with me anymore.
[police siren wailing]
[clattering]
"Hill Star Blues."
[wailing continues]
[growls]
tzzz tzzz
- Hey. - What's the slow down?
If you wanna work for me in big time crime
you gotta move fast.
Astro, I can't get, "Hill Star Blues" back.
What crime show is this?
Don't worry, Gridfather.
I'll crack the security code
at Cogswell Cogs any second now.
- That's for us? - This is really happening.
zap
Got it, Gridfather.
We'll use laser sequence 47 sub zero minus 9XRP.
And that place will open up for us like a rocket door.
Okay, Glitch.
Head back, while I figure out
when we clean out all the cog in the joint.
Dad, dad.
Some crook's gonna rob Mr. Cogswell.
He's on my big screen right now.
Elroy, I explained to you--
Take a look, George. This could be important.
Well, just for a second.
And on your way back here, pick me up..
[growls]
tzzz tzzz
Well, it looks like your imagination
is working over time, Elroy.
That's just "Hill Star Blues."
I saw him, I tell ya.
The Gridfather's got a laser code
that'll unlock Mr. Cogswell's security system.
The Gridfather!
Elroy, he's the most wanted criminal
in the universe.
We have to tell the police.
Maybe you should take him, George.
Elroy could've seen The Gridfather.
- What? - And besides..
It's a good excuse for you two
to spend some time together.
Oh, oh, sure.
You're right, Jane.
Mr. Spacely's work can wait for a while.
As long as he doesn't find out.
[upbeat music]
Dad, there's a police station.
We wanna report a robbery.
Who, where, when?
Well, uh, it hasn't actually happened yet.
Are you some kind of joker?
I saw The Gridfather planning the whole thing.
The Gridfather? When, where?
He was on my screen, but I can't get him back.
Reporting a phoney crime is a real crime, pal.
You ought to be locked up?
False alarm, false alarm, false alarm.
Oh, Cosmo, he insists on seeing you.
Jetson, it's the weekend. Time to relax.
So why aren't you home working?
Because Elroy is home and he's very upset, Mr. Spacely.
He heard The Gridfather planning to steal Mr. Cogswell's cogs
but the police don't believe him.
The Gridfather's gonna clean off Cogswell?
Uh-huh, so maybe if someone like you reported it..
Good man, Jetson. Now, get back to work.
But aren't you going to the police station?
Are you out of your orbit?
Do you expect me to stop a crime that's going to..
[laughs]
...ruin my biggest competitor?
So long, Jetson. You've made my weekend.
Too bad yours is so lousy.
swoosh
- George, I'm so proud of you. - Me too.
Most men would've given up after the police didn't believe them.
I bet Mr. Spacely called the mayor personally, right?
Mr. Spacely won't do anything.
Gosh! That means they're gonna get away with it.
What do you expect daddy to do about it?
Go directly to Mr. Cogswell himself?
Judy, what a wonderful idea!
Huh? Go to Mr. Cogswell?
I'd get fired faster than a retro rocket.
You have to, dad. Please.
You're right, Elroy.
Mr. Cogswell, and unemployment, here I come.
swoosh
(male commentator) 'He's on the 20 yard line.'
'The ten, the five. It's a spacedown.'
Yipee! Go, team!
A Mr. Jetson insists on seeing you, sir.
Uh, Mr. Cogswell, I'm sorry to bother you
but I think maybe, just possibly
you're gonna be robbed.
Yay, team. Go, go, go.
Speak up, man. Speak up.
The Gridfather's gonna steal all your cogs.
boing
What? The Gridfather! My cogs?
Call the police, the army, the space patrol.
swoosh
So, Jetson, it's you.
Hurry, Mr. Cogswell. There's no time to lose.
Beat it and tell your boss his trick to scare me didn't work.
Did you see that pass by that young kid from Saturn?
The crowd here is going crazy.
Mr. Cogswell, it's not a trick.
He said, "Beat it" space head.
This is the game of the decade.
You have to do something.
Ha-ha, it takes more than a dumb story like that
to scare Spencer K. Cogswell.
Please, Mr. Cogswell.
That's it, space head. Penalty.
[blows whistle]
swoosh
Yeow!
Imagine, Spacely thinking he could scare me that easily.
Huh! But, uh, suppose it is the truth.
Hey, fella, you're missing some championship profiles here.
(male #1) What's up, boss?
Alan, have you installed my new
back up security system yet?
Almost done, boss.
I want it online now!
One way or another I'll be ready
for any of your tricks, Spacely.
boing
[bells ringing]
You believe me, don't you, Astro?
I don't know.
(Elroy) 'I'll show you myself.'
With the Gridfather's code
even my dinky homemade laser
can open up Mr. Cogswell's factory.
Come on.
Rosie, would you tell Elroy dinner's ready?
He's bored, Mrs. J.
He took off in his skytrike about half an hour ago.
But it's already dark. George!
Don't worry, Jane.
Our new kid beacon will tell us
exactly where he is.
(computerized vocalization) 'Elroy is at coordinates A37.'
'Heading South by South-West.'
'Estimated destination, Cogswell Cosmic Cogs.'
George, bring him back.
Don't worry. I'm on my way.
swoosh
(male #2) 'Here's Cogswell's Cogs, and nobody's around.'
After tonight anybody who wants cogs
they have to come to me.
- Boss, look. - 'Huh!'
(The Gridfather) 'What's that kid doing here?'
I don't know, but he's in the way.
I'll take care of him, Gridfather.
Hold it, Glitch. Let's see what he's up to.
We'll show them I was right.
Right.
(George) 'Elroy.'
boing
What are you doing here? Don't you know what time it is?
This is turning into a convention.
This is how the crooks are gonna break in.
tzzz tzzz
Okay, it's the only way
to prove you made a mistake.
Huh!
[door opens]
See. I did hear The Gridfather.
Elroy, come out of there.
[door whirring]
Grab my cogs, don't you dare.
Grab my cogs, don't you dare.
[police siren wailing]
Those amateurs ruined our job.
But you know what?
I know how we can use that skinny guy
to pull off the greatest heist of them all. Let's scram.
(Jane) Thank goodness they let Elroy and Astro go home.
I sure hope I'm next.
Now, don't worry, dear.
I'm beginning to get worried, Jane.
(computerized vocalization) 'Stand still for body print.'
splat
Ahem, George Jetson.
Do you admit you broke into Cogswell's Cosmic Cogs?
Well, yes, your honor. But I can explain.
Guilty of five thousand counts of attempted cog napping
plus corrupting a child and a dog.
It was a mistake. I'm innocent.
Of course you are, dear.
And we'll prove it too somehow.
swoosh
bam
Elroy, you just have to tune in The Gridfather again.
It's our only chance to get your father out of jail.
How will that help?
It'll prove those crooks are behind everything.
Play ball?
Not now, Astro.
(The Gridfather) We ought to be under Jetson's cell pretty soon.
This is the place.
[drill whirring]
[rumbling]
Ow!
- Put me down! I'm innocent. - Absolutely.
My name is J. Spaceboard Glitch, Mr. Jetson.
I'm your lawyer.
Uh, how do you do?
You're free man. I got you off. Let's go.
- Through the floor? - They're paintin' the hallway.
This keeps your clothes clean.
[whirring]
Help!
Mom, I'm never gonna get those crooks back.
Oh, keep trying, Elroy. Your father's depending on us.
We interrupt this program for a special announcement.
Master criminal George Jetson, has escaped.
What?
For breaking into a burglar proof factory
and out of an escape proof jail
Jetson is now public enemy number one.
Oh, sounds like daddy decided not to depend on us.
It's all my fault.
Poor George.
tzzz tzzz
Elroy, you did it.
I-I-I did?
Com on, Glitch. What's the hold up now?
This is a tough one, Gridfather.
'Spacely Sprocket's got a real good security system.'
Then you break it.
Because cleaning out that place is going
to be the perfect crime.
You'll never get away with this.
- Dad! - George.
Wanna bet?
The cops won't be looking
for The Gridfather after this job.
They'll be looking for George Jetson, master criminal.
[laughs]
We have to stop him, or they'll never believe dad's innocent.
Sounds great, but how?
I'm going to tell Mr. Spacely. He has to help us.
Why, hello, Mrs. Jetson.
I just heard the awful news about your public enemy.
Oh, I-I mean your husband.
Please, let me speak to Mr. Spacely.
Why, sure, Mrs. Jetson.
[beeping]
Does not compute.
Blast you!
If a dunce like Jetson can do this
how come I can't?
(computer vocalization) 'Still does not compute.'
Oh, Mr. Spacely, it's so nice of you to do
George's work for him while he's away.
Just until I hire a replacement, Mrs. Jetson.
He'll be away a long time.
But George is innocent.
They only want him to look guilty
so they can rob Spacely Sprockets.
Jetson, rob me?
That ingrate. After all I've done for him.
Not George, The Gridfather.
(Spacely) 'My dear, even those two master criminals'
working together couldn't break in here.
Cogswell may have thought he had the best security system
in the universe, but I do.
But George isn't going to break in.
Why not? He broke out, didn't he?
No, Mr. Spacely..
I don't think he believed you.
That man is so stubborn.
If that was my company, you know what I'd do
to that security system? I'd, I-I..
Of course. That's the answer.
- 'What are you gonna do, mom?' - No time to explain.
Wish me luck.
swoosh
Ms. Galaxy.
Not a single applicant will take Mr. Jetson's job, sir.
- The problem is still phooey. - Phooey?
Uh, that's what they all say when I tell them the salary.
Well, I'm not paying a cent more for a job any idiot can do.
Uh, Mr. Spacely, we've, we've developed some problems
with the sprockets since you've been at the controls.
(Mr. Spacely) 'Out.'
(Galaxy) Mr. Spacely.
Now, what?
I have someone who didn't say phooey.
He's hired. Get him in here fast.
Welcome to Spacely Space Sprockets.
It's my pleasure to welcome you personally.
(Jane) 'Thank you.'
What are you doing here?
I'm your new employee, Mr. Spacely.
What do you know about the sprocket business?
I read all of George's manuals.
I know every little detail.
Now, that's something you fix by reprogramming
the knitting needles.. I mean, the kneading needles.
At least that's what George always did.
Mrs. Jetson, you're hired.
(Glitch) All set, Gridfather.
'I broke the security code'
'at Spacely Sprockets.'
Then we clean the place out tonight.
Smile, Jetson. This heist will make you famous.
'Jetson, you're gonna wind up'
'the most wanted criminal in the universe.'
Oh, dear. How do I punch up RUDI?
Oh-oh, Judy's sweater isn't going to be much help.
boing
(computerized vocalization) 'Request for nap, acknowledged.'
'Alarm will sound if Mr. Spacely approaches.'
'Coffee break.'
'Please indicate choice.'
'Jelly doughnut, cheese Danish, whipped cream surprise.'
'Or your favorite, all of the above.'
Oh, please let it be this one.
Why, Mrs. Jetson.
RUDI, some crooks have George.
They're going to break into Spacely Sprockets.
We have to reprogram the security system.
Unnecessary.
As the main frame computer in charge of security
I assure you that the system is as perfect as I am.
Oh! Please, or I'll never see George again.
And it's all my fault.
[sobbing]
Please, I can't stand seeing humans cry.
It makes my diodes go all gooey.
But nobody cares.
Not the police, not Mr. Spacely.
[sobbing]
Okay, I'll reprogram.
I'll do whatever you say.
Only stop crying.
Oh, thank you, RUDI.
Now then, how can we set a trap?
Well, notice that little red switch?
Push it.
Then slide the lever beside it
into position 23.
Then flip the green switch four times.
[spacecraft whirs]
[dramatic music]
I'm not going. You can't make me.
You're already here, Jetson.
We need to plant your body prints all over the place.
Pretty clever, huh?
Help! I'm trapped inside a robbery.
tzzz tzzz
[upbeat music]
- Come on. - 'Help!'
Okay, move 'em out.
(Jane) RUDI, they're here.
Activate sequence 95R.
[upbeat music]
Hey, what's going on?
[laughs] This is fun.
Activate A2, Mrs. Jetson.
[music continues]
Emergency!
The Gridfather is escaping.
Unable to catch up with him.
- But we have to. - Impossible.
That is beyond my capability.
RUDI, can we get this sweater to the warehouse fast?
Yes, that red door to your left is a mail tube.
swoosh
Now if we change these circuits and switch frequencies..
What are you doing, Mrs. Jetson?
Oh, I hope this works. Cross your fingers, RUDI.
Uh, I mean, cross your circuits.
clang
swoosh
boom
Boy! It worked, Mrs. Jetson.
How clever of you to send the Gridfather
up in a crate like that.
You three criminals were caught red handed.
[clears throat] It's obvious, you're all guilty.
It's not our fault, your honor. We didn't want to.
He made us do it.
- I'm innocent! - Take them away.
No wait. My father was innocent.
I have proof.
I made a tape of the Gridfather's last broadcast.
Look.
You'll never get away with this.
Wanna bet?
The cops won't be looking
for The Gridfather after this job.
They'll be looking for George Jetson, master criminal.
I declare George Jetson, innocent.
Lock up the other two.
swoosh
bam
Elroy, I apologize.
From now on, I'm gonna believe everything you say.
Everything?
Well, except maybe when I ask you
if you did your home work
or took a bath.
Aren't you even stopping for dinner, George?
(George) 'I can't, honey.'
Mr. Spacely gave me
more work to make up
for the time I was on vacation.
Vacation?
You were in a robbery, then jail.
And then the Gridfather's prisoner.
Mr. Spacely said, "Time off is time off."
[beeping]
[siren wailing]
Elroy, please, turn that down. I can't work.
tzzz tzzz
I am from the Gogora galaxy
and will destroy the planet Earth
in exactly 31 minutes.
You did it again, Elroy.
Only this time it's not just a robbery.
Jane!
It's only a movie, dad.
[chuckles] Which I've seen eight times already.
Try another channel, Astro.
tzzz tzzz
[theme music]
[music continues]
[instrumental music]
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