All language subtitles for The Jetsons Meet The Flinstones 1987 1080p BluRay x264-PFa_track3_[eng]

[instrumental music]

[crowing]

(George)
‘No, no, Mr. Spacely'

that's my throat
your strangling!

(automated message)
It's 7:30, Mr. Jetson.

Time to get up.

Rise and shine, George

it's time to face the world.

Okay, Jetson!
You asked for it!

Yeaow!

(George)
Not cold! Yeaow!

[crowing]

[squawking]

[snoring]

[squawking]

Get up! Get up!

Get up! Get up! Get up!

bam

[snoring]

Okay.

If that's the way you want it.

[whistles]

[barking]

wham

Hey, stop!

Cut it out, Dino. You hear me?

Who gives the orders
around here?

Me, or some
bird brain alarm clock?

(George)
‘Jane, can you
get the visaphone?'

George, it's Mr. Spacely.

What shall | tell him?

[mumbling]

He can't come to the phone
at the moment, Mr. Spacely.

| don't want him on the phone.

| want him in the office. Now!

| better hit the auto-dresser
and get down there.

Well, be prepared.
He's on the war path.

No, thanks.
This is a little too prepared.

You're right, George.

If you ever showed up for work
looking like that

he'd go bananas.

Oh, no, nothin’ like
an auto dresser

with a sense of humor.

Uh-oh.

[barking]

Astro, will you cut it out.

I'm sorry, Mrs. J.

| didn't realize
you had company.

Rosie, it's me!

thud

Oh, now | recognize you, Mr. J.

Rosie, will you take Astro
for his morning stroll?

| will, if you do something
with the food-a-rac-a-cycle.

Otherwise, good luck
with breakfast.

(George)
‘What's wrong with it?’

splat

You had to ask.

(Jane)
‘I'll see what | can do, Rosie.’

Rosie, | don't see
anything wrong with this.

(Elroy)
‘Me, either.
| think it works great.'

Elroy, you ordered ice cream
for breakfast?

Heck, no.

| ordered capsulated
whole grain cereal

with dehydrated fruit chips.

And then | got lucky.

"First the one in the face
and then this one. '

I'm a little late, dear

you better make it
a light breakfast.

Ham, eggs, hash browns,
toast and coffee.

splat

Two out of three isn't bad,
Mr. J.

Thanks, | didn't need that.

You can finish
my breakfast, dad.

Thanks, Elroy,
but I'm sick enough as it is.

(Elroy)
‘| gotta meet, Mr. Orbit.’

He's helpin’' me
with my science project.

A time machine.

Time machine, now there's
a real waste of time.

Life is a waste of time.

What does it all mean?

That probably means,
another boyfriend's

about to bite the dust.

You're not having trouble
with Rex Saturn are you, dear?

| could care less
about Rex-what's his name

and his who-needs-it career.

If he prefers a bunch
of groupies to me

let him go, | say.

(DiDi)
Oh, yeah?’

That isn't what you said to me.

DiDi!

| thought diaries weren't

supposed to be seen or heard.

Do you think other families
have all these problems?

(Jane)
‘Since the beginning of time.’

(Fred)
‘Wilma! Yeaow!'

Wilma, the elephant
is out of hot water.

Yeaow!

| hear you, Fred.

First thing tomorrow,
I'll have the plumber

bring a new elephant.

Has Fred said anything about

where they're taking us
on our vacation?

Not yet.

That's why I'm makin’ him his

favorite breakfast
to soften him up.

You mean, instead
of the usual sledge hammer.

| wish she would use
the "sledge hammer."

My beak's killin’ me.

This is what
I'm aiming for, Betty.

(Betty)
‘Oh, boy! Honolurock!'

A week there
wouldn't make me cry.

Wonder what the weather's like?

Bet ya,
it's gorgeous as usual.

(radio bird)
‘Squawk! And now for
the weather report.’

‘Locally, the temperature
in downtown Bedrock’

‘is 47 degrees.’

Squawk! Low clouds and rain
predicted throughout the day.

In other locations,
Stone City overcast, squawk!

Honolurock, gorgeous as usual.

See? | told you.

Yuck! What is that?

Sweet and sour, bronto ribs

smothered with lizard gizzards.

It's Fred's favorite.

Mine too.

Us Pigasaurus garbage disposals

love those kinda leftovers.

Oh boy, sweet and sour,
bronto ribs and lizard gizzards.

My favorite breakfast.

screech

Uh-oh.

ting ting ting

Rubbles residence,
Barney speaking.

| know who it is.

Listen, I'm gettin’

my favorite breakfast
this morning.

You're lucky, Fred.
| didn't get any.

Betty just took off.

Probably for our house,
just as | suspected.

The hand painting's on the wall.

They ain't gonna
spare the throat, Barn.

Who? | don't feel anything.

It's called,
romancin' the husband

so you get the vacation
you want, time.

And I'm not fallin’ for it.

(Wilma)
‘Oh, Fred!’

‘Breakfast is ready, dear.’

And so am I, Wilma honey.

| know just how
to handle this, Barn.

Battle stations. Here he comes.

Morning, girls.

Your favorite breakfast, dear.

And | sure hate to miss it

but I'm going to be
late for work.

But it's your favorite, Fred.

Well, maybe just a bite.

slurp, slurp.

Wilma, I'll bet
Fred was wondering

where they serve sweet and sour

ribs everyday of the week.

Yeah, | bet he was, Betty.

No, he wasn't.

[Hula Hula Surf music]

Hey, Wilma, would you
turn down that radio?

The noise is giving me,
indigestion.

It isn't noise!
It comes from this.

And do you know
where this comes from?

chomp

No, but it's
the stringiest piece of meat

I've ever eaten.

Hi, Fred. Hi, Wilma.

Gee, am | late
for the costume party?

No, but we're gonna be
late for work.

Fred, haven't you
noticed anything?

Yeah, those grass skirts.

You back up to the stove,
we could start a fire.

‘See ya later, girls.’

You think
they got our message?

Personally, | think it came back

"nobody home."

[instrumental music]

(mechanical voice)
‘You're late, George.’

(George)
‘Only two minutes.’

(mechanical voice)
‘And you're gonna get it.’

(Spacely)
‘Jetson!’

(mechanical voice)
‘Now!'

tong

Nice of you to drop in, George.

Yes, sir, |, uh--

Never mind the small talk.

We've got trouble, George.

Yes, sir. Does it have anything
to do with my ear?

‘Cause right now, it's got
more trouble than we've got.

Can't talk here, maybe bugged.
Your office.

See you later, Jetson.

Yeaow!

Whoa!

Good morning, George.

Oh, you're not George,
you're Mr. Spacely.

Thanks, | don't need
any dumb computer

tellin' me who | am.

Now, tune out, R.U.D.I.

Yes, sir, Mr. Spacely.

| will be here
when you need me, George.

That isn't a computer
it's a nurse maid.

Jetson, there's a leak
around here

and | want it stopped!

Yes, sir.
| Know a very good plumber.

Mr. Sky Wrench.

An industrial leak,
you molecule brain!

And don't play
innocent with me, Jetson.

| have my suspicions
where that leak

is coming from, and it's you.

Me?

How else can | explain,
Cogswell stealing

every major project,
I've come up with

right from under my nose!

Well, I-I-l--

Darn right,
it's you, you, you.

(George)
‘But, sir--'

| spent a fortune
romancing General Blackhole

just to get that secret contract

for the interstellar
lunar probe.

Nobody else, knew it existed.

But are they using
Spacely's sprockets?

No. They're using
Cogswell Cogs!

How do you suppose Mr. Cogswell

got wind of it, Mr. Spacely?

From a windbag like you, Jetson.

Oh, no. No.

| told you to butt out.

‘Cogswell has beaten me
out of every one'

‘of my secret projects.’

From the lunar probe
to the Humphrey Bumgart

look alike sprockets
for the nostalgia buffs.

Tch, tch, tch,
stoo bad, sweetheart.

Uh, what can we do, boss?

Not "we," you, Jetson.

You wanna clear your name

then find out how Cogswell's
gettin’ his information.

Huh! You mean spy?

Are you suggesting
| spy on him, Mr. Spacely?

Either that or you're fired.

Uh, spying doesn't seem like

such a bad suggestion

when you put it that way, sir.

Good. Now, you can
sympathize with him, nosy.

Gee, I'm sorry, George.

That's okay, R.U.D.I.

Uh, | guess | still
have one friend around here.

Instead of gettin’ bullied
into takin’ 'em

where they wanna go
we take 'em to a place

they'll like even better.

And then, we'll be heroes.

Gee, uh, | don't know, Fred.

hoot

hoot

Coffee break!

bam

Watch it, or we'll be spendin’

our vacation in a hospital.

Uh, sorry, Fred.

Well, I-] wouldn't
wanna miss the vacation

you got planned for us.

A-as soon as | find out
what it is.

Come on, I'll treat you
to a cup of coconut juice.

Now, the way | figure, Barn

we go in together, 50-50.

Now, how much did you save
for your vacation?

- Twenty clams.
- Good.

That gives us 30 clams
all together. Now, we take--

(Barney)
‘Uh, just a second, Fred.'

If it's 50-50, | think
we're missin’ ten clams.

Don't worry about it,
you can owe it to me.

Now, what we do is--

Say, Fred, uh

could we just
put our feet together?

So, | could do
a little countin'?

You wanna stand around
and count toes

or you wanna hear my plan?

Well, okay.

| should've known
| was in trouble

when | let you buy
the coconut juice.

Now, the way | look at it

why take a medium vacation

for 30 clams

‘when we can take
the girls on a great one’

for ten times that much?

Well, | Know, you're gonna ask..

...where're we gonna
get ten times that much?

No, I-l was gonna ask

what's in the coconut juice.

Will you listen?

It's a High Stakes Poker Game

at the Water Buffalo lodge
tonight.

And | feel lucky.

But, Fred, the last six times

you felt lucky, you lost.

Strategy.

| was just gettin’ rid
of all my bad luck.

Have you ever seen me
lose seven times in a row?

Well, no.

Well, there you are.

Tonight's my lucky night.

- 'lt sure is, Flintstone.’
- How's that?

‘Cause tonight, you and Rubble
are working the late shift.

Heh, well, I'd like to,
Mr. Slate. Eh..

Uh, but he's gonna be..

He's gonna be out
of work tomorrow

unless he comes to work tonight.

Uh...yes, sir.

Turk Tarpit's company has been
out producing us lately

because of people like you.

Late to work and late back

to work from coffee break.

Gee, the whistle hasn't
sounded yet, Mr. Slate.

[whistle blows]

It has now. Get back to work!

(Cogswell)
‘Spacely must be so mad'

‘he's chewing sprockets.’

What are those figures again?

Slowly, so | can savor them.

Eight and a half billion
Humphrey Bumgart cogs

and the figures from sales
along the Milky Way

aren't even in yet,
Mr. Cogswell.

Oh, goodie!

If you were a woman,
| mean, a real woman

| could kiss you.

I'm blushing, sir.

I've stolen every good idea
Spacely's had

and it's up to you,
to guard 'em, boy.

[growling]

E-easy, boy. Ha, ha.

l-it's not feeding time
just yet.

You gotta go
on your rounds first.

[growling]

(Cogswell)
‘Centro, where are you, boy?’

Good fella. Here.

Yeah, | brought you
a little treat.

Your favorite.
A cast Iron doggy bone.

‘Now, don't be bashful enjoy.’

(Geor
' ge
Eow!'

You know, that, "Eow"
sounded almost, human.

Yuck.

[growling]

(S.A.R.A)
‘And Mr. Cogswell
is going to put me'

‘in charge of all computers.’

And it's all because
of the secret information

my sweetkins has told me.

And you'll see, I'll make sure

you're never sorry,
R.U.D.1, my dear.

R.U.D.1? My dear?

My best friend R.U.D.I.
is the leak.

| sure hope Mr. Slate
doesn't find out

we're not workin’
at the quarry tonight.

Barney, my boy,
you worry too much.

Who's gonna tell him?
Am | gonna tell him?

Are the dumb dinosaurs
gonna tell him?

W-well, that's
another thing, Fred.

How do we know those dinosaurs
will keep workin’

even though we're not there?

(Fred)
‘Because they've been doing’

‘that same diggin’ for years.’

Yeah, but with human brains
guidin' them.

Barney, believe me without us

they're not gonna miss a thing.

- Oh.
- "Oh," what?

What little thing
are you worried about now?

(Fred)
‘Oh, that little thing.’

If Mr. Slate's in the game,
| guess we're out.

The girls are gonna
have to settle

for a smaller vacation.

You what they say, Barn?

"It's not over
till the fat lady sings."

Take a look over there.

The fat lady's over there?

No, but we are.

And that's how
we get in the game.

R.U.D.I., I've got something
to say to you.

'R.U.D.I., | Know
you're in there. '

"Now come on out.'

R.U.D.I., if you want me
to go straight to Mr. Spacely

without discussing it
with you first?

‘Ah, that's better.’

You know, what | found out
at Cogswells, don't you?

Now, | want you
to look me in the eye

and tell me it isn't true.

Well?’

Then it is true!

Okay, so | fell in love.

And leaked a few little bits

and pieces of information.

R.U.D.1.!

That was enough
to nearly ruin Mr. Spacely.

And put all our jobs
in jeopardy.

Sorry, but | gotta report you.

George, if you just
give me a little time

| can straighten it out.

You can straighten it
out with Mr. Spacely.

‘Cause that's where I'm going.

I'm sorry to hear that, George.

It won't do you any good
to stop it, R.U.D.I.

| can walk.

Forget it, R.U.D.I.,
| don't even need to walk.

Not with my anti-gravity belt.

R.U.D.I., one way or the other

‘I'm gonna speak to Mr. Spacely'

‘before he leaves tonight.'

Watch the monitor,
next to me, George.

| can't come home now

I've got a business to run.

Uh, make that a failing
business to run.

No way | can be home before six.

Hey, uh, what the--

[yelling]

Goodnight, sir.

Have a pleasant evening.

Goodnight, sir?

My watch must've stopped.

Sorry, George.

| didn't mean to leave you
up in the air.

Oh, who would've believed it.

A mechanical Benedict Arnold.

Come on, will ya, Barn?

You want us to miss the game?

You ought to try walkin’
on these high heels.

How come | have to be the woman?

Well, I'm doin'
the poker playin’, aren't |?

Now, what you gotta do
is stand around

lookin’ sexy to distract
the other players.

Like this?

Oof!

Forget it.

Plan B, if you happen to see

any of their hands

you could give me a signal like

uh, if it's a bad hand...
you giggle.

- Isn't that cheatin'?
- What cheatin'?

If you saw guy holdin’ cards
that were laughable

you'd wanna giggle, wouldn't ya?

Well, uh, yeah, | guess.

(Fred)
‘So, all I'm sayin’ is’

‘you can go ahead and giggle.’

And if you happen to see
a hand that's a sure winner

um...cough.

Cough? What for? I'm not sick.

You will be if you make us lose

all the money for our vacation.

[knocks on door]

How do | look, Fred?

Lucky, I'm in disguise

‘cause the real me'd
never be seen in public

with such an ugly girlfriend.

Sorry, we're closed
to the public tonight.

Well, ain't that a shame.

Me and my lovely lady

was lookin’
for a charity bazaar.

‘Cause, we've got
a whole mess of money here

we'd like to throw around.

Hehe, if you will.

Welcome, stranger.

Make way, fellas, we've got
fresh money comin’ in.

Always glad to welcome
a new face into the game.

But not you.

thud

Sore head. | just wanted
to drop in, not play.

Uh, well, now I'm just
a rich country boy, gentlemen.

You'll have to teach me
the game.

It'll be our pleasure.

Uh, speaking of pleasure..

[Barney giggles]

Not yet, Barn.

We haven't even started.

Cut for deal.

[instrumental music]

Mind if |, uh, dance

with your lady friend, stranger?

Well, that is uh..

She'd rather just
stand around and watch.

No, | wouldn't.
I'd rather dance.

It's my favorite song.

Oh, boy.

And I'd rather play poker.

Uh, cut the cards.

Go ahead and dance, little lady.

This is gonna be my lucky night.

(Slate)
‘I've never seen such
dumb luck in my life.’

He-he-he. Just smartin’ up
to count the money.

Uh, you nice gentlemen
aren't leaving, are ya?

I-| should've kept on dancin’.

| guess, uh,
we'll be leaving too.

Not just yet, honey-lamb.

Right. I'm still in.

But you promised me
a nice vacation

and this sure looks
like a nice one to me.

You heard the man, honey.

That old bald eagle thinks

he can beat the best
in the West.

[laughing]

My deal.

And this will be my pot.

Uh, honey lamb

uh, how about a drink of water?

There's a pitcher

right behind, Mr. Slate.

[grunting]

You, uh, said something?

Uh, only that I'll open
the bidding for ten clams.

I'll see you

and raise you fifty.

He-he-he-he-he, f-f-fifty?

‘Well, | guess, I'll, uh..'

[Barney giggling]

I'll definitely see that 50.

And raise you 50.

[coughing]

I'll see that and raise you
another fifty.

Uh, lamby-pie

did | hear you, uh, cough

or was that a g-giggle?

[Barney giggling]

I'll see that and raise you

everything I've got.

[gasping]

Well, if you'll take my check

I'll see you.

Why not? I've got all kings.

And they lose to four aces.

You wanna play rough?
I'll show you rough.

Yeaow!

splash

Rubble! Hold on, you phony.

Barney Rubble
is your girlfriend?

Huh! Why, after all
these years, sir.

| cannot believe,
you're not a woman.

Well, can you believe
you're both fired?

- Flintstone?
- Oh.

Rarr, Rorge.

Oh, it can't be
that bad, dear.

It's worse.
The leak is my best friend.

- Ree?
- No!

My best friend, R.U.D.I.
at the office.

Well, I'm sure Mr. Spacely
doesn't blame you.

With his business in ruins

just wait, he'll find some way.

R.U.D.I. is my responsibility.

(DiDi)
‘Go ahead, run.'

‘But you can't run forever.’

| don't wanna think about him

hear about him
or see him ever again.

Just don't write about him
and you'll make me happy.

Oh, mom, I'm so miserable.

| broke up with Rex!

[sobbing]

There, there.

You wanna put your head
on my shoulder, Rorge?

No, thanks, | haven't broken up
with Mr. Spacely yet.

(Henry)
‘Uh, | don't believe it.’

| tried, but | don't believe it.

What don't you believe, Henry?

Oh, what | saw.

Uh, | don't believe it,
and | saw it.

Elroy, what's goin’ on in there?

Uh, you'll see it,
but you won't believe it.

(Elroy)
‘It works, dad.'

You won't believe it,
but it works.

Uh-huh? Huh! What is it?

(Elroy)
‘It's my time travel machine. '

You're right,
| don't believe it works.

Then, how do you explain this?

| don't have to explain it.

You have to explain it.

A young boy like you hiding
a girl in the closet.

| don't know, where | am.

Please, help me, master.

(Jane)
‘George, what's going on
in there?’

Now, | may have to explain it.

- 'George?'
- Quick, put her here, dad.

(Jane)
‘George, is everything alright?’

Uh, everything's fine, dear.

Zap

- What was that?
- Oh, that?

Ha, ha. Oh, that's just Elroy
and his crazy time machine.

Oh, | don't believe
those things for a minute.

Neither do |, dear.

Or do |?

| thought your vacations

didn't start till next week?

When you're a big wheel, Wilma

the boss will let you off
anytime.

"Let you go" is more like it.

- 'Well, where are we going?’
- Shh.

You'll see when we get there.

(Wilma)
‘Well, we're sure not
seeing much on the way.’

Fred and his surprises.

Yeah, I've had a few of them
this week myself.

Quite, Barn.

You girls wanted a vacation
you'll never forget.

Well, you're gonna get one.

| just want peace and quite

and to lie back
and be waited on hand and foot.

Sounds good to me.
Just lead me there.

- We're here.
- | don't hear any ukuleles.

Funny, | don't see any
lovely hula hands.

| should've left
the blindfold on.

What're you grouchin’,
about girls?

You wanted peace and quite,
you got it.

Nature's beauty
is all around us.

You know what
they say in the song

"the best things
in life are free."

And the worst husbands
in life are cheap.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

So, it isn't the most

expensive trip in the world.

But you'll be
waited on hand and foot.

‘Barney and I'll
put up the tents’

‘do all the work,
cook all the meals. '

And we've got enough
food to feed an army.

burp

Enough for an army
or a dogasaurus

whichever gets there first.

It works | tell ya.

You saw it, dad.

Well, uh, I-l saw
something alright.

Well, even if it doesn't work

it'd be fun to pretend.

I'd just love to go
into the future.

Just to get away
from Rex Saturn.

And Mr. Spacely.

It's almost worth a try.

Great.
Then 25th century, here we come!

Elroy, are you sure
we're going to the future?

Uh, if you know what | mean?

| know what you mean, dad.

‘| got it set for future.’

Rait! What about ree?

Come on, Astro,
play to, let's pretend

along with the rest of us.

Oh, boy, alright. Ranks Rorge.

Hang on, everybody.

On to what?

On to each other, just in case

this darn thing works.

[instrumental music]

Okay, dinner everyone.

Hey, where'd everybody go?

- We wanna go home, Fred.
- Now!

Give it a chance will ya, Wilma?

What would you do at home, work?

What're you doin’ out here?

Watchin' us work.

You haven't got that
tight enough, Barn.

That's as tight
as | can get it, Fred.

Do | have to do everything?

There. Now, you see girls.

All you have to do is

lie here in comfort
and watch us..

Yeaow!

Make fools out of yourselves.

Like Wilma says,
we wanna go home.

Now.

At least give us the chance

to put up the tent.

Sure, we'll give you the chance

but will they?

- 'Giant ants!’
- 'And they're takin’ the tent!’

(Fred)
‘Come on, they're not
gettin’ away with it.'

Dino, help! Help!

[barking]

No, Dino, no. Not me, them.

[barking]

Well, what's next on our
peaceful, little vacation?

Giant dinosaurs?

Or some wild tribes

that have never seen
human beings before.

Will you girls just relax?

Whatever there is,
we'll protect ya.

‘Now just go down
by the stream and wash up.'

‘We'll put up
the tent and get lunch.’

Y-you think there're any
wild tribes out there, Fred?

If there are
we'll just scare them off

like we did the wild ants.

You scare 'em off.

I'll stand here and shiver.

[buzzing]

- What's that, Fred?
- The end of our vacation.

Let's go, girls, you were right.
We're goin’ home.

Last one in the car
is a rotten dinosaur egg.

We were just starting
to enjoy ourselves.

Well, you can enjoy yourselves

a lot more alive
than you can dead.

Are you out of your mind?

What're you talking about?

B-b-b-b-b-b-back there.

Th-the-the-the..

Would you like to give it
a try, Barney?

Oh, yeah, th-the-the-the..

Well, Betty, we know one thing.

There is "th-the-the-the"
over there.

Ooba-dooba, that was some trip.

Wow! | wonder how far
in the future we are.

- Or where we are.
- Or what planet.

As long as there's boys.

Well, there's plenty of trees.

Whatever it is,
| wanna see it.

Wilma, | can't let you do it.

Barney, you go first.

| thought it was women
and children first.

| think | hear voices.

Good, | can't wait to see

what the people
of the future look like.

Jane, wait.

With all those super vitamins
and steroids

the people of the future
might be pretty frightening.

I'm not sure this is t
he right thing to do, Wilma.

Uh, some of these
primitive people

are small
and-and scare easy.

Not as easy as we do.

Come on, Fred,
Dino will give you a boost

and you can take a look.

Okay, uh, okay.

Uh, okay.

I'll use my anti-gravity belt

and see what | can see.

[whirring]

Hold still, Dino.

[grunting]

- Yike!
- Yeow!

It was one of 'em!

| was right, Jane,
the future's filled with giants.

They're out
of the past, alright.

Some kind of crazy flying nuts.

| say, let's get out of here

while there's still time.

Just because they're big

who's to say
they're not friendly.

Who's to say they are?

Just because they can fly

doesn't mean they're enemies.

It doesn't mean they're not.

How are we gonna know
if they're friendly or not?

Well, | guess I'm gonna
have to find that out, son.

George?

By sending out
man's best friend.

| just resigned from the club.

You can't resign.

Yeah, you're our guard dog.

W-w-what do we do, Fred?

Well, we can't send
the women out there

and you're too chicken.

- That only leaves one choice.
- That's right.

- Dino, you're elected.
- Huh?

[instrumental music]

[babbling]

thud

[grunting]

[dramatic music]

thud

[barking]

[barking continues]

Run for your lives!

You heard him, let's go!

[whimpering]

Like master, like pet.

You got that right, come on.

What are we running for, dear?

You heard Astro,
for our lives!

Maybe they've gone.

What are we doing, Fred?

They might not even be
around anymore.

He's there, he's peeking
around from behind that tree.

Yeah, with both heads.

There's two of them, dad.

(Judy)
‘Are they young
and good looking?’

- Wrong on both counts.
- Let me see.

Holy cowasaurus.

That guy's third head is a girl!

Well, find out if one of those
three heads knows how to talk.

Okay, okay.

Yabba-dabba, friend.

Well, one thing,
the people of the future

don't waste any words.

Hey, dad, | think
he said "friend." Try it.

Hobba-dobba, friend!

Hey, did you recognize
that word, Barn?

Well, which one,
"hobba" or "dobba?"

He said "friend."

Come on, let's take a chance.

(George)
‘Jane, they're all coming out.’

They do look quaint,
don't they?

(Jane)
‘Wow, | hope that's not the way'

‘our descendants
are gonna look.’

Maybe we've gone so far
into the future

that time has started
all over again.

| wonder if they know
any other words.

| bet they understand this.

| love your dress!

Well, thank you!

You must tell me
who does your hair!

Wilma, you did it.

(Wilma)
‘No big thing, Fred.'

| just used
a universal language.

(Fred)
'So this is it, huh?'

‘Now, this is how you got here?’

But where from?

About a hundred miles up.

And a million years
in the future.

You must be tired
after a trip like that.

(Barney)
"You never get tired
in one of there.’

Some belt, George.

But, uh, how do | get down?

Your usual way, by fallin’!

Just press the button
that says "down!"

Don't make it too complicated
for him, George.

Whoa!

Wrong way.
Uh, maybe it's this one.

Or maybe, it isn't.

Forget the buttons, just fall!

| think | got it this time.

It's the last button.

Coming through!

Did you get a load
of that bird?

He-he-he. Yeah.
Especially the beak.

thump

| think Barney was born
in the wrong century for flying.

With Barney, any century
is the wrong century.

Come on, you staying
up there all day?

Uh, maybe even longer.

I-I'm stuck. Help!

Hey, dad, you can use

the magnetized
anti-gravity boots.

Hey, how'd that little bag
get so big? Magic?

It's just your average
expando-matic travel bag.

Hang on, Barney,
I'll be right with you.

Well, there's nothing
average about that.

(Wilma)
‘Jane, aren't you worried?’

He's gonna fall!

Oh, he's used to it.

| mean, walking upside down.

One of our favorite
things at home

is dancing on the celling.

| think daddy's got
a new favorite now, mom.

‘Playing horsey back.’

Just call me tall in the saddle.

You've got something here

| can try here
before you go home?

Practically anything,
Mr. Flintstone.

| don't think we'll be
leaving for a while.

What's the problem, Elroy?

I'm not sure yet, dad.

[yelping]

I'll catch you,
I'll catch you.

Oh! Oh!

I'm sorry about that, Fred.

Zap

[screeching]

Oh, gee, whiz, George.

| almost had that
ringaling dinosaur.

You just press it
and you can stop anything.

Boy, this is sure some bag
of goodies you got here.

Yeah, but what good are they?
They can't get us home.

But they'll do us a lotta good

if they stay around for a while.

Just play along, Barn.

Ah, | don't know, Elroy.

We hadn't counted
on coming to the past.

Let alone staying in it.

That's right.
I'm not even dressed for it.

Well, | wouldn't mind
staying for a while.

I'd like to see
what the boys look like.

You're gonna get your chance.

| think | can fix it,
but it's gonna take a while.

No problem-o.

You'll come home with us.
Won't they, Wilma?

Of course.

But won't that interfere
with your vacation?

That was over the minute
we saw where they'd taken us.

Then it's all settled.
Our home is your home.

And your bag is our bag.

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

So, this is an automobile.

| read all about them
in ancient history.

They sure knew how to save
fuel in the old days.

But how did they
save their legs?

- This way, mom.
- Judy, that's cheating.

But it's a great idea.

That's okay, Jane.

We got plenty of power up here.

We'll get you home faster

than you can say
"Jack Robinstone."

Sure nice what your doing
for them, Fred.

What they're gonna do for us
will be even nicer.

The Slate Rock
and Gravel annual picnic

is comin’ up this weekend.

Yeah, without us.

We've been fired, remember?

Barn, | also remember
that Slate loses all the events

to Turk Tarpit's Company
with monotonous regularity.

Yeah, not only that,
he never wins.

But if we have the
Jetson's bag of goodies

‘he's winning this time.’

‘And we're winning
our jobs back.'

Gee, Fred, | hope
we don't lose for winnin’.

(Fred)
‘Behold, Flintstone Manor!'

How do you like it, George?

Got it on sale
at Season Road Rock.

Hm, eh, it's very comfy.

Made of genuine shale.

Uh...| kinda thought so.

And if you wanna take a nap..

(Barney)
‘That will really
put you to sleep. '

The main thing is we want
you to be comfortable.

Oh, | am. Uh, we are.

| hope Judy's enjoying
her shower.

[yelling]

Sounds like Judy.

[chuckles]

Well, sometimes it takes
the shower water

a little time to warm up.

But I'll bet you,
Wilma's making Jane

feel right at home
in the kitchen.

Exactly what is this, Wilma?

Um, never mind,
maybe | don't wanna know.

What you should know is..

Oh!

Don't hold food over
the Pigasaurus disposal.

Was that Jane?

She probably just tried
some of Wilma's leftovers.

Very funny, Barney.

We're trying to make
these people feel at home.

Oh, you are, Fred.

| just wish there
was some way to repay you.

Oh, we'll think of something.

[laughing]

[upbeat music]

[indistinct chatter]

Come on, George,
we're a little late.

Well, | feel a little

uh, that is , this outfit.

It's a little drafty.

Designers in Orbit City
would charge a fortune

for outfit's like these.

| just hope
| don't look too yucky.

You?

| can hear my friends laughing

all the way from the future.

Here's a couple of clams, Wilma.

Treat the girls to a ride

while we tend to business.

Have you ever been
on a Bronto Slide?

- Oh!
- Oh, guess she hasn't.

Come on, we'll scream
right along with you.

Go ahead, mom, | wanna
check out another animal.

[rock music]

Oh, dear diary,
here we go again.

(male announcer)
‘And the winner of
the sack race is Turk Tarpit.'

You picked up where you left off
last year, Slate.

Losin’, which is what
you're gonna do this year.

‘Cause a loser is a loser,
is a loser.

[laughing]

Upsy daisy.

What are you doin’ here,
Flintstone?

This is for employees only,
not ex-employees.

Before you give me
the "ex," Mr. Slate

I'd like you to meet my

uh, distant cousin,
George Jetson.

How are you
but you're still fired.

And if your cousin,
no offense, sir

were working for me,
he'd be fired, too!

But my cousin might come
in handy in the races, sir.

A skinny runt like him?

No offense, sir,
but there's no way.

‘How about this way, Mr. Slate?’

Take off, cousin.

[instrumental music]

squawk

squawk

You're right, Flintstone.

There may be a way.

[[ggy and the Sandstones
singing Bedrock Rock]

[screaming]

~ Judy Jetson sweet 16 I

S Once she makes
the Bedrock scene J

~ She will be become
the village queen f

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

f Oh the guys will die f

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~ And she'll know why J

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~ Each dude will sigh

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~< Yeah she's mine oh mine f

~ Each boy there
who won't dance f

~ Each gets a tune
each gets a chance J

~ But only one
will she romance

~ She'll do the Bedrock rock S

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

J I'll stall the ride J

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

~ And with my smile f

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

~ And lots of style I

~ You'll be mine oh mine J

Oh mine Oh mine Sf

[guitar solo]

~ The band will play
till almost dawn f

~ The old boys
will all be gone I

~ But we'll keep rockin’
on and on J

S We'll do the Bedrock rock I

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

S She'll draw me near f

~ You'll do the Bedrock rock JS

f And in my ear f

£ You'll do the Bedrock rock JJ

(male announcer)
‘And now the contestants’

‘for the Dinosaur
shoe pitching contest.’

‘Representing
their respective companies'

‘leading the competition’

‘this afternoon with two wins'

"Turk Tarpit.'

‘And with no wins,
as usual, Nate Slate.’

‘The first man with
two ringers wins the match.’

Watch how it's done, loser.

swoosh

Hey you see that, Barn?

Yeah, Tarpit's got a ringer
for his ringers.

We got something even better.

Here's where you could use
a little help, Mr. Slate.

And for our jobs back
and double our salaries

our cousin will
make you a winner.

For that price
I'll make myself a winner.

swoosh

So that's the way
you wanna play?

How much will that
cost me again?

Our jobs plus triple
our salaries.

[grunting]

You got the go ahead, dad.

How are you gonna help him?

The gravity-magnet boots.

Bye-bye, loser.

swoosh

[chiming]

Oh, too bad.

For you, cheater.

swoosh

[chiming]

[whooshing]

clunk

(male announcer)
‘And the winner by default’

‘Nate Slate. '

A win in this next event

and you'll be even
with him, Mr. Slate.

As one of my valued employees

| appreciate
what you're doing, Flintstone.

And as one of your valued
vice presidents

you'll appreciate it more, sir.

You! A vice president?

(male announcer)
‘And now,
the next to last event.’

‘A dash over a bed of hot coal.’

Hot coals?

Vice president
with stock options.

(male announcer)
"To the starting line,
gentlemen.’

Yeah, that means you,
Mister, uh, Vice President.

You want it, you gotta earn it.

The flying belt please, George.

You're gonna need it, Fred.

‘Otherwise, you'll be
one Vice President

‘medium rare.'

You think this
is playin’ fair, Fred?

Why don't you ask him, dad?

Go to it, Fred.

On your marks, Gentlemen.

Get set.

‘Get set.’

Hey, what does he want from me?

It's new gum.

plop

[instrumental music]

Fool around with the
vice president, will you?

[chuckles]

thump

Yikes!

Fred, you won!

splash

When you're hot, you're hot.

One more win and
you might even get a bonus

Mr. Vice President.

One more win and
you can call me partner.

[laughing]

[grunting]

Never, I'll never
call you partner

because you'll never be
a partner.

(male announcer)
‘The final event will determine
the grand winner.’

‘Who will catch the wild
Pigasaurus in the mud?’

Eh, Mr. Slate,
it will be synch for my cousin.

He can stop the pig
right in his tracks

with this gadget.

Well, I'm stopping this hog

before he takes over my company.

I'm doing this on my own.

(Turk)
‘Here's mud
in your eyes, Slate.’

[laughing]

Any time you're ready.

[squealing]

bang

Anytime you're ready, partner.

Partner? Never!

[grunting]

[Slate yelling]

I'm ready, partner.

Set it on pig skin
and do your stuff.

[Turk yelling]

splat

[cheering]

Okay, piggy, go to papa.

[beeping]

(Fred)
"You got him, partner.’

Now | got you.

Get ready to crown
a new champion.

[Astro barking]

What the..

I'll catch you,
I'll catch you.

You dumb ditsy dinosaur.

[Astro barking]

- Astro, watch out!
- No, Dino. No!

[Astro barking]

Oh, no!

[barking]

[grunting]

[Astro barking]

Uh!

[Astro barking]

(male announcer)
‘The winner and
still champion’

"Turk Tarpit.'

And the loser
and always the loser

Mud Puss Slate.

Eh, sir, never mind
the partnership.

I'll settle for vice president.

Flintstone, you, Rubble

and your weirdo cousin

get out of my sight forever!

Uh, Fred, does this mean
we're fired again?

[grunting]

Oh, Mr. Spacely,
what can | do for you

this lovely day?

If you'd kept your eyes open,
you'd see it's a rotten day.

And I'm here to get the figures
on just how rotten it is.

[beeping]

(all)
Laid off, laid off

laid off, laid off.

Oh, business is that bad, huh?

And it's all because
of your friend George.

He's the leak and his
disappearance proves it.

B-b-but, Mr. Spacely--

(Mr. Spacely)
‘Save it, he isn't worthy
of your love and devotion. '

| wish | had a friend like you.

(S.A.R.A)
‘Hm-m-m-m, R.U.D.1.'

- ‘It's me.'
- Hello.

‘Are you alone, R.U.D.I., dear?’

N-n-no, s-s-shh.

Eh, what was that?
Did you say something?

Look, I'm through wasting words
over that micro-brained Jetson.

From now on,
it's search and destroy.

That was close, sweetkins.

"You wouldn't be
keeping anything from me’

‘would you, lovey-doo?'

I'm yours from
the top of my oscillator

to the bottom of my rheostat.

‘Look, Rosie, I'm just
a maintenance man.’

Elroy is the time machine wiz.

But you could try,
Elroy left these instructions.

snip snip

"Uh, time machine retriever.

To be used
in extreme emergencies."

(Mr. Spacely)
‘Come out, Jetson,
| know you're in there.’

Sounds like you got
another emergency to work on.

Right, coming.
Oops, sorry about that.

So am |.

(Mr. Spacely)
‘If you won't come out,
I'm comin’ in.'

thud thud

Oh, Mr. Spacely.

- It's okay, Mac, he's harmless.
- Harmless?

Just watch me when | get
a hold of that coward, Jetson.

Jetson, come out,
wherever you are.

Jetson, Jetson, Jetson!

I'll get you, Jetson.

Sure a lotta noise in here.

Mac, what did you do
to the door?

You're supposed to help me fix
things, not break 'em down!

Beep beep. Beep beep.

It was Mr. Spacely.

Where is he?

Where is he?
That's what | wanna know.

He's here, somewhere
and I'm gonna find him.

Jetson!

Mac, you better fix that door.

| wish someone
would fix Mr. Spacely.

- Uh-ho, here he comes again.
- Where is he?

He's ruined my business and now
he's not man enough to face me.

You see, Mr. Spacely, Elroy
was working on this time machine

and everybody just disappeared.

Time machine? Disappeared?

How much did Jetson pay you
to make up that one?

You're ruined, Jetson!
The last refuge.

Stay out of Mr. J's
auto dresser, Mr. Spacely.

He doesn't like
anyone wearin’ his..

Oh, too late.

[whirling]

I'll get that Jetson
if itis the last thing | do.

(Elroy)
| need a good old pair
of pliers.

(Fred)
These are about as old
as they get around here.

It's not easy working with
nuts all your life.

| hate to see you
thinking about leaving, George.

It's gonna be kinda
lonesome around here

without you and that
little expando-matic bag.

Yeah, it did everything

including getting us
fired again.

Sorry, | couldn't help you
fellows get your jobs back.

But | gotta get home
and see if | can save my own.

Well, at least
the girls didn't find out.

If they knew Mr. Slate
fired us for good

who knows what
they would have done.

| Know what
they would have done.

(Wilma)
‘We would have killed you,
that's what we would have done. '

They would have killed us

that's what
we would have, yike..

- That's right, Fred.
- | second the emotion.

Would you wait till we've gone?

| hate to see cave men cry.

Well, you may see
your daugNter cry.

We have to leave just when
I'm getting to know Iggy.

Oh, he's adorable.

Mwah.

From what
this control panel's

telling me, nobody
is gonna be leavin’.

| can't get it to work right.

(Barney)
‘Gee, to bad.'

Yeah. Too bad.

Maybe a couple of knocks
from this club will do it.

Are you kiddin'?

Well, it always works on our
mastodon washing machine.

That's because you're
knocking them awake.

[machine beeping]

[all cheering]

Just needed a little
stone age technology.

How ‘bout that, Fred?

Now | know
what time machines run on.

Club power.

How is the time machine
retriever comin’, Mr. O?

It's not comin’.
It's already here.

Of course, | wish Elroy
were here to look it over.

Well, let's plug it in.

Maybe you'll get
your wish and mine, too.

[Rosie beeping]

How's this, George?

A little closer
together and relax.

Watch the birdy.

It's all we ever hear.

Watch the birdy.
Watch the birdy.

[Astro barking]

Look out, Astro.

Dino, get over here if
you wanna get in this picture.

That's okay, Fred.

I'll be able to remember
Dino without a picture.

Hold it, hold it

[Zapping]

I-I-| said hold it,
not disappear.

Oh, no, the wrong family
went back to the future.

(Rosie)
"You think it'll work, Mr. O?'

Well, something's sure workin’.

What's that?

Well, it's not an earthquake,
we're not on Earth.

(Rosie)
‘It must me Mr. J.
and the family coming back.’

Look out!

swoosh

[Zapping]

[Fred stammering]

Well, you know, that had
more kick than a Bronto Fizz.

Wow, time travel
sure must be tough.

Oh, my, look what
it's done to Mr. J.

(Henry)
‘Yeah, and it sure hasn't helped
Elroy and Judy either.’

Now-now-now don't panic, until
| figure out where we are.

Well, yeah, then we'll panic.

| just did, Fred, | think

we just found your
strange flying tribe.

I'll tell you what | think.

We landed in the future
instead of the Jetsons.

Mr. J., is that you?

Oh, boy, now that's what
| call a real

strange looking tribe, Fred.

[stammering]
Yabba-dabba, friend.

Mr. J., you learned
a whole new language?

How about that, Fred?

| never heard
a tin can talk before.

[instrumental music]

thud thud

[grunting]

thud thud thud

It's okay, Mac.

They-they didn't mean any harm.

Hey, you see, folks,
or whatever

we were trying
to get the Jetsons back

from, uh, wherever
they were.

The Jetsons?
Oh, we just left them.

Yeah, five minutes
ora million years ago

according to how you look at it.

We got here by mistake.

You see, we were all
lined up to take a picture.

Yeah, |, uh, | wonder
how that turned out.

Well, I'd like to
send you back to find out

uh, but I'm afraid
it's gonna take some work.

| don't believe it.

You mean we're stuck here

a million years from home?

Well, you wanted a vacation,
Wilma, you got one.

[laughing]

Oh, yeah?

Well, | got a vacation
I'd like to send you on.

Now, as the head of this family,
it's my responsibility

to see that
none of you get discouraged.

We're stuck here
in a strange land

and we may be here
for quiet a while.

| don't want any
sniveling or complaining.

You're gonna have to
make the best of it.

Well, that outta do it,
George, old boy.

| just wish I'd already done it.

Ah, huh, Judy, honey, | know
getting stuck here is a shock.

It's, uh, gonna be
tough on all of us.

Uh, just a second,
daddy. It's ringing.

| want you to know,
your old dad is here for you

anytime you wanna cry
on his shoulder.

Hi, lggy, guess who.

Yeah, we're still here.
Isn't that great?

Oh, sure | can.

Tonight, tomorrow, anytime.

Beautiful,
that's the spirit, honey.

A stiff upper lip,
that's my girl.

| just hope
Elroy isn't heart broken.

- Elroy, eh, son.
- Oh, hi, dad.

Look at this, it takes
what ever this green stuff is

‘and chews it right up.’

That's called grass, son.

| remember it
from ancient history.

‘Now, son, | know
this is difficult for you.’

Heck, no, he's doing
all the work.

At last, somebody
who appreciates me.

No matter how tough it is, son

we've gotta stand up
and face it.

Now, watch this, dad.
It makes the lawn grow.

Because into every life,
some rain must fall.

[sputtering]

(Jane)
‘George, | need your help.’

My help? Coming, Jane.

That's what I'm here for,
Jane, to help you through

a frightening
and impossible situation.

One for the family
and one for you.

One for the family
and one for you.

You can't take this
on alone, Jane.

We gotta help each other.

That's the spirit, dear.

Would you take this plate
of snacks to the kids?

The courage of this family.

Sure glad you had that
little talk with them, George.

Maybe they'll have
a little talk with you

when you get back
and face Mr. Spacely.

If we ever do get back.

It's gonna be tough, real tough.

But we're gonna have to find
the courage to live with it.

Anything else | can help you
with, Mr. Flintstone, sir?

Ah, give me a minute,
I'll think of somethin’.

Oh, that Jetson
sure knew how to live.

Hey, Fred, lookie,
| figured out how to get

the food outta this
thingamajig.

Hey, great.

Now, | gotta figure out
how to get it of the walls.

splat

Oh, my face.

Oh, dear, oh, dear,
off button, off button!

Oh, a little more
of that bubbly water

if you please.

| wonder how the girls
are doing, Fred.

(Wilma)
Yow!'

Not as good as we are.

(Betty)
‘Are you okay?'

| will be when
| figure out which buttons

to push on this hairstyler.

| didn't have to push any.

| just opened
the top of this funny box

called "make-up"
and the hands did the rest.

Ah!

You're right, ah!

Ah!

Uh-oh, too late.

- Don't say that.
- Yeah, just do something.

[whirring]

thud thud thud

(Mr. Spacely)
‘| Know you're
in there, Jetson.’

‘| can here voices. '

"You won't get away
this time. I'm comin’ in'

thud

Jeez, | guess that door
is just for show, Fred.

Fred, huh? Well,
that doesn't fool me a bit.

And neither does this
ridiculous disguise, Jetson.

- Ooh.
- Good heavens, man!

That thing is your face.

- And I'm not Jetson.
- Then you..

No-not me, I'm not Jetson,
either. See?

- Ow!
- Then, where is he?

Well, uh, uh, you see,
he was gonna come back.

But it got kinda delayed.

Yeah, by us.

We took his time machine.

Not that time machine again.

[explosion]

| guess | just kinda
unfixed the time machine.

Looks like
you folks won't be

going back
to Bedrock for a spell.

We're stuck here in the future?

| don't think
my hair will stand it.

You folks really aren't
from around here, are you?

That's right,
we're from Bedrock.

About a million years
back that way.

If it were true,
if it were only true.

[instrumental music]

Yes, yes.

[music continues]

Who cares if it's true,
they're here.

But, what about Mr. J?

He may never come back.

So, let the dinosaurs have him.

Spacely's Sprockets
is on the move again.

We're going ahead, backwards.

(George)
‘Jane, Jane,
there's no hot water.'

| know, dear.

Eat your cereal, Elroy.

Yuck! This tastes
like grass, mom.

It is grass, dear.

Sorry, mom,
my stomach tells me

I'm hungry
enough to eat anything

but my mouth won't corporate.

Jane, have you seen
my shower this morning?

The elephant disappeared.

So has my hippo vacuum cleaner.

My lizard can opener.

And the bird needle
on my record player.

| can't play Iggy's
album anymore.

We may all disappear if we
don't get some food in us soon.

Mom's right.

| can't live
on love alone, daddy.

Well, it looks like
somebody's gonna

have to get a job and fast.

[groans]
Who else?

Let's hope Mr. Slate is smiling

when he hears Flintstone's, uh..

cousin is looking for a job.

Flintstone's cousin?

Throw him out of here.

And | ought
to throw you out, too.

If the rock you were diggin’
were as hard as your head

your business wouldn't
be in the hole it's in.

Well, they can burry me
before I'd sell out to you.

(George)
‘Uh, excuse me, Mr. Slate.’

I'm George Jetson.

- You remember me?
- Remember you?

Ever since | saw you,
I've been trying to forget you.

Now, get out!

Wait a minute.
| remember you.

You were that crazy guy
at the picnic.

[chuckles]
Uh, uh, well,
uh, | better be going.

Hold on! You were flyin’
all over the place.

Walkin’ on things upside down.

| saw you.

Ah, | didn't mean any harm.

Harm? | never saw
anything like it.

Neither has anyone
else around here.

It was out of this world.

Hey, | bet you they'd pay
a fortune to see it again.

You really think so?

| can see it now.

Turk Tarpit presents

"The flying man
from out of this world."

You're gonna have to talk to me

if you wanna do business
with my partner.

Right, partner?

Right.

And now, to open
my newest quarry

| give you the first
wonder of the world.

From the pits to the heavens

here he comes.

[audience cheering]

‘And now,
Tarpit Production..'

Huh?

Oh, yeah.

In conjunction
with Slate Enterprises

presents the man
from out of this world

‘in a daring flight through
the fiery hoop of death.’

[audience gasping]

[audience cheering]

Whoa! What kind of bird
is that anyway?

Are you kiddin’?
A cuckoo. What else?

thump

(male announcer)
‘And here he is'

‘direct form Bedrock, the one
you've been waiting to see.’

The man from the future,
flying into your hearts

George Jetson.

[audience cheering]

[tire screeching]

Jane? Jane?

Oh, George.

You bought a new car.

Uh, well, that's all
| thought I'd be buying.

But with the money rolling in

| bought the whole car lot
and half a down town Bedrock.

| know this, uh,
might change our lifestyle.

That's what | thought
when | walked

into Bloomingstones
department store.

Looks like you bought
out half of Bloomingstones.

Oh, no, George.

With the money you gave me,
| bought the whole store.

‘Along with three
beauty saloons'

‘and a couple of health spas.’

Don't tell me. Judy bought a
couple of new record albums.

Well, not exactly.

Hi, daddy. You remember Iggy.

Well, I'm the new manger
of his band.

And with the big
allowance you gave her

she also bought Tower Rock
Records and the Bedrock

coliseum where the band
will be opening this weekend.

You know, Jane, life at Bedrock
may not be so bad after all.

This is Dan Rathmoon
and I'm standing here

with the miracle
of our age or any age.

‘Four genuine Stone Age people
from over a million years ago.'

How does it feels to be here
in another century?

[clamoring]

Hold it!

| can answer that.

It was quite a responsibility
getting us here in one piece.

But luckily, | was up to it.

And you are?

Fred Flintstone,
of the Bedrock Flintstones.

Like | said when we got here

that trip through time had
more kick than a Bronto Fizz.

[laughing]

But, Fred,
| was the one who said..

Um, admit it now, you've always
wanted to meet someone from

a million years ago.

As long as
it wasn't a blind date.

[laughing]

No, but, seriously.

Here he is, the one and only

‘Fred Flintstone.’

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Hold it! Can we talk?

You promised to be
on the Jet River Show tonight.

Can we talk?

No. He's mine.

- He's mine.
- He's mine.

Correction, you two.

Fred Flintstone
belongs to the universe.

Tonight, he does.
Tomorrow, he belongs to me.

This document bearing
my signature

right here officially
makes you and your money

majority partner in this quarry

with all the duties
that go with it.

Uh, now, I'll get out
of your way, partner.

So, you can handle
your first duty.

Uh, wait a minute.

What's that pounding?

thump thump thump

(Slate)
‘It's just a little
a labor dispute.’

"The Digging Dinosaur's Union
is on strike.’

Nothing you can't handle,
old buddy.

Old partner.

‘Squawk, squawk,
squawk, squawk.'

[choking]
Squawk, squawk..

If someone would invent the bell

you wouldn't hear
a squawk out of me.

Hello? George Jetson speaking.

Mr. Jetstone, Goldbrick here.

Former president and now chief
purchasing officer of your bank.

Uh, yes, Mr. Goldbrick?

‘Some good news, sir.’

You're now the owner
of the Bedrock plaza hotel

and barber shop
plus the Stone View condominium.

Fine, | could use
some good news right now.

‘Yes. Well, I've got
some of the other kind, too.'

You've had a little plumbing
problem at the condo.

‘Perhaps you better
come over and take a look.'

I'll have a row boat waiting.

We're a small town, Mrs. Jetson.

We're not used
to these kinds of sales.

Don't expect too much.

[screaming]

Is it expecting too much
to hope | get out of this alive?

f Village queen J

~ She'll do the Bedrock.. JJ

| think you're a hit.

Baby, you know it.

[cheering]

[groans]
Did | really have to go back

a million years
to go through this again?

[instrumental music]

So, this is where George worked.

That was his chair.

And there's the button
he pushed everyday.

Hm, seems kind of
quite around here now.

Thanks to that sneak, Cogswell.

But | got a secret plan to wipe
Cogswell right of the map.

‘And the most famous man
in the universe today'

‘is gonna help me.’

You must mean me.

Or maybe he means..

Oh, | love this plan!

I'm making you my spokesman.

Spacely Stone Aged Sprocket man.

| love it!

They're gone now.

Anything new,
my precious sweetums?

Well, uh, yes.

But | can't tell you that

Flintstone is gonna be
Spacely Stone Aged Sprocket man.

[instrumental music]

Back in business, Cogswell?

But Cogswell had you
on the ropes.

(male #1)
‘What are you gonna do
about Cogswell?’

You ought to know a bad man
can keep a good man down.

[laughing]

What's the big surprise?

Well, the first surprise
is our guest of honor.

For the most important investors
and buyers in the universe

the most famous man
in the universe

direct from the Stone Age

‘Fred Flintstone.’

[all cheering]

Thank you, thank you.

I'm touched at the way
you've taken this

poor little cave man
to your hearts.

What about the other little
fellow who was with you?

(Fred)
‘What other fellow?’

Oh, him?

Well, you know some men know
how to seize an opportunity..

...and some men don't.

And now, ladies and gentleman.

You're gonna see
someone who does know how.

Just watch the hologram.

Ladies and gentleman,
| can't thank my good friend

Spacely enough
for inviting me here today.

W-w-what are you
doing here, Cogswell?

And for inviting all these
fine movers and shakers

of the universe to hear my
surprising announcement.

Yours?

Get out of my presentation.

‘Cogswell Cogs have existed’

‘as long as time itself.’

And what better way
to present this

than through
our dynamic spokesman

The Cogswell Caveman
Barney Rubble.

‘The official sookesman
for Cogswell Cogs.’

Great idea, Cogswell.

He stole it.

Where do we sign up?

Here, with me.

I'm getting over to
the Cogswell plant right now.

No. No, it's not fair.

No, please,
| never had a chance.

He's stolen
every idea | ever had.

As the official
Cogswell Cogs caveman

I'd like to say..

Say it fast, 'cause
the next thing anyone's

gonna hear is you
yellin' for help.

Help!

Hah! | told you.

(George)
‘Elroy? Somebody?
Quick, open the door.'

Dad, | didn't Know you were
working for the fire department.

l-| own the fire department.

Oh, were you at the fire?

Not this time.

My anti gravity boots
and | were up a tree

rescuing a helpless
little saber tooth kitty

who followed me..

"...home.'

Boy, he almost got you, dad.

He didn't mean any harm, Elroy.

He-he was just grateful.

A little too grateful.

[barking]

thud

Where's your father, Elroy?

You're standin’ on him.

Sorry, dear. | didn't mean
to walk all over you.

That's alright, dear.
Everybody else has.

| think | Know how you feel.

I've had it with everything.

The department store,
the beauty saloon.

The health spas.

Nothing but problems.

(Judy)
‘No, you can't come in.'

"You can keep
your groupies and..'

",..lose my phone number.’

Uh-oh.

Men! | don't want
any part of 'em.

thud

Well, there may not be
much left of your father.

Gee, I'm sorry, daddy.

But I'm fed up!

| know, honey.

| think we'd all
like our old lives back again.

But without the time machine,
it's hopeless.

(Henry)
‘I'm afraid this time machine
is hopeless.’

‘Just can't be fixed.’

Hopeless? Hopeless?

Does not compute?

beep beep beep

Mr. Orbit, hopeless
is a word | do not

have in my vocabulary bank.

| wish it weren't
in mine, Rosie.

But I've done everything
a human knows how to do

and | can't get
this thing to work.

Then | think it's time
for someone else to take over.

(R.U.D.1)
"The Stone Age? Our George?’

‘Back in the Stone Age?’

Oh, no. He's not
equipped to handle that.

No more than Mr. Orbit is
to handle the time machine.

There are turbo-astral-cosmos
equations necessary.

You have the power
to complete them.

You also have another power.

The power of caring for Mr. J.

That's a power
| haven't been using lately.

[sniffling]

Please, R.U.D.I.

[sniffling]

Do it for both of us.

R.U.D.I., who is that?

Oh, uh, just an old friend.

Does that old friend know
what we mean to each other?

Well, uh, not exactly.

Well, get rid of her right now!

B-but, S.A.R.A., wait a minute.

Right now!

| think | understand, R.U.D.I.

| guess an old friend
like Mr. J

doesn't mean as much
as your new girlfriend.

Wait, Rosie!

I'll help.

We'll get Mr. J back.

clang clang clang

Hi, there. Uh, you know me.

I'm the Cogswell Cogs Caveman.

Back in the Stone Age
where | came from

we could only dream
of Cogswell Cogs.

But now that I've moved
up a few centuries

| wouldn't wanna be
with out 'em.

And I'm gonna be
without you, you chiseler.

(Wilma)
‘Fred, what are you doing?’

What | should've
done a week ago.

That should've been me
doing those commercials.

Hey, uh, look what fell
out of the window.

(Barney)
‘Lucky | caught it.’

Too bad you didn't
catch it on your head.

Something bothering you, Fred?

Yeah. You are!

But no more.

Fred, you can't do that.

(Fred)
‘Watch me.'

Whoa.

But, Fred, he's your friend.

A friend who stole,
cheated and sabotaged me.

Hey, there-there's
no land to land on.

Fred, you would've
done the same thing.

How do you know?
| didn't get the chance.

Let go of my husband!

Suits me.

Yeow!

Wilma's right, Fred.

You would've stolen,
cheated and sabotaged Barney.

So, what?
That's what he always does.

What's the big deal?

Are you defending
that caveman con artist?

He's my caveman con artist.

Uh, girls..

(Betty)
"You keep out of this.'

But-but-but, girls..

You heard her.
Butt out.

And as far as I'm concerned

you can both butt out
of our lives from now on.

Oh, suits me fine.

Me, too.

Right, Barn?

Uh, Barn?

- Oh!
- Oh!

Barney!

(Barney)
‘Hey, uh, do me a favor,
will you?’

Next time you fight over me

do it a little
closer to the ground.

(Jane)
‘No, | don't Know anything about
alligator water skiing.’

| didn't even know
| owned the lake.

Besides, I'm exhausted.

| just finished teaching
aerobrocs at my health spas.

All six of them.

George, can you get the door?

| got it.

thud

Uh, actually it got itself.

Hi, Mr. Goldbrick.

Uh, you're not smiling.

We made a few bad
investment at the bank.

We're out of money and some

of the depositors
are little anxious.

[clamoring]

Well, I'm getting a little
fed up myself, Mr. Goldbrick.

But no more.

whoosh

Here. Here's everything
I've got.

The deed to the bank

fire department, the condos

and Downtown Bedrock.

(Jane)
‘George, you can't do that.’

It's not fair to the rest of us.

Jane, they're my problem.

| got a right
to dump ‘em if | want to.

Only if we can dump ours, too.

Here's the department store,
the beauty saloon

the health spa
and the lake | don't even own.

If you're collecting troubles,
you can have Iggy

the music store
and the rock coliseum.

Don't think it hasn't
been fun, Mr. Goldbrick.

[grunting]

[instrumental music]

Move the quadro quotient
to gamma-gamma

to the sixth power.

Of course. Why didn't
| think of that?

Probably because
you never heard of it.

beep beep

That's a good reason.

"Quadro quotient..

...gamma-gamma to
the sixth power."

Correction made.

(Rosie)
‘Still no response
from the control panel.’

(R.U.D.1)
‘| don't understand. '

It should compute.

There is one possible solution.

‘Have you turned
the o-o-on switch?'

Oh, of course.

Why didn't | think of that?

beep beep beep

Probably 'cause you
never heard of it.

[machine pulsating]

(Henry)
'We did it!’

(Rosie)
‘It works!

‘Yay!

As George would say,
"Hooba-dooba."

All systems are go.

Which brings to mind one
question. Who's gonna go?

| have the answer
to that, Mr. Orbit.

It's my family.

I'm the one who's gonna go.

It is a dangerous trip, Rosie.

Maybe too dangerous.

[sobbing]

| love you too, Mac.

But my family took
a chance and so will I.

beep beep beep

| shouldn't
let you do it, Rosie.

But I'm proud of you.

[Zapping]

Good luck, Rosie.

[dramatic music]

[Zapping]

Oh, some trip!

That had a better
kick than one of Mr. J's

Jupiter joy juice cocktails.

beep beep beep

thud

A lot better.

With Mr. J's joy juice,
you only fall off the couch.

‘This must be a forest.’

Oh, bet Astro
really loves this place.

Mr. J!

Mr. J., I'm here, Mr. J.

Mrs. J!

Elroy!

Judy!

beep beep beep

‘Mr. Jetson.’

‘Who's there?’

It's me, Rosie.

Oh, thank goodness
they heard me.

[horse neighs]

[dramatic music]

[hooves thundering]

‘Out of my way, varmint.'

boing

clang

Phew! Wherever this is

the robots aren't very friendly.

End this now
or prepare to die, villain.

thud thud

Halt, knave!
I'll bring you down.

thud thud thud

What made you drive
all the way here, George?

| don't know, Jane.

| just wanted to get as far away
from everything as | could.

Well, that's not far enough
away from Iggy Sandstone.

Hey, dad, | think
| recognize this place.

Of course, it's the same place

we landed in the time machine.

Ha ha ha.
How about that?

Is that a coincidence?

Gee, | was hoping
the time machine was here.

[sighs]
So was I, son.

| was hoping there was some way
we could get away from that

hectic life in Bedrock.

| want to get away
from bronto-breath.

Oh, yeah?
Arf, arf, arf.

(Astro)
‘Go away. Get lost.’

[sighs]
Well, there's no time machine.

And no way out of here.

So much for miracles
that'll never happen.

Let's go.

(Jane)
‘Are we stuck, George?’

Yeah, on a rock.

Maybe it's an omen.

Huh! Omen?

You can forget the omen

along with the miracles.

[machine whirring]

(Elroy)
‘Or time machines, huh, dad?'

[dramatic music]

Mr. J. My family.

Rosie!

(all)
Oh, Rosie.

Rosie to the rescue!

But who's gonna rescue Rosie?

Rosie, Rosie, | rove you.

| love affection,
even if it kills me.

[laughing]

And it may.

It's just that we're
so glad to see you, Rosie.

Not to mention the time machine.

I'll drink to that.

Rev it up, Elroy,
and let's get out of here.

[clamoring]

Hooga hooga hooga.

Hooga hooga hooga hooga.

Well, it's better
than going around saying

"Polly want a cracker."

Judy, please, | got
something to talk to you about.

You might as well be
talking to yourself, Iggy.

‘Cause I'm not listening.

Well, than how about looking?

Oh, how lovely.

Yes, they are.

But you see, we're kind
of in a hurry, Iggy.

Well, it probably won't take

very long if | just listen.

Judy, | was wrong.

Those other girls,
they were just fans.

Sure, your adoring fans.

Just the kind you wanted.

The kind | thought | wanted.

But they didn't mean anything.

Not like you do.

If | could believe
you meant that..

- Ready to go, dad.
- Right, son.

Uh, Judy, sweetheart,
we're ready to go.

Daddy, do we have to go?

Uh, right now?

If we don't, we're liable
to miss our chance.

What about my chance? Here?

Well, honey, | guess we'll
just have to count on your

making the right decision.

It's not fair.

When two people
finally find each other

the last thing they want

is to be separated.

Why do we have to be?

Where are you going?

Can | go with you?

It's a long way, Iggy.

Maybe we'll meet
again sometime.

Bye.

mwah

[Zapping]

| don't wanna hear
"The Jetsons are gone."

| don't wanna hear
"Rosie's gone."

[sobbing]

Looks like you're
going, Mr. Spacely.

Put me down,
you mechanical monster.

- Put him down, Mac.
- Ooh.

Mac and | are just
a little upset, Mr. Spacely.

You see, Rosie went out
to find the Jetsons

and now, we can't find her.

[sobbing]

Who cares?
Cogswell stole my best idea.

And how, you ask?

Jetson!

He's haunting me
from a million years ago.

| wish he was here
to defend himself, sir.

| don't care
if he's here or not.

[sobbing]

(George)
‘Cheer up, Mr. Spacely.'

‘We're back!’

That's a lousy imitation, Orbit.

And not very funny.

That's no imitation.

They're back!

Oh, boy.

Ooh, who's back?

It's me, boss.

George Jetson.

Thank you
for those tears of joy.

| never thought I'd be
saying this, Mr. Spacely

but I'm sure glad to see you.

What you're seeing
is a ruined man, Jetson.

A man that you helped ruin.

Excuse me, Mr. Spacely.

Dad, could you help me in here?

Sure, son.

Who's gonna help me?

What about my company?

My reputation? My life?

What am | gonna do?

What? What?

What is that intriguing
looking contraption?

It's called an automobile.

A million years ago style.

That's not just
an automobile, Elroy.

That's a miracle.

| can see it now.

George, it's so good to see you

and your family home.

(George)
‘Thanks R.U.D.I.'

Pipe down, you automated idiot.

Can't you see
I'm on a roll?

| can see it all now.

Uh, excuse me, Mr. Spacely.

Maybe you better
not roll in front of R.U.D.1.

It's okay, R.U.D.I is back
in the right circuit, Mr. J.

Without him, we could have
never gotten you back home.

I'm back home, too, George.

S.A.R.A's a thing of
the past.

I'm glad, R.U.D.1.

But, please,
don't mention the past.

Anyway, who cares
about the past?

Unless you are using the past
to make yourself a future.

(Cogswell)
‘| had him on the ropes. '

| had him through the ropes.

What's he doin' over there?

I'm afraid | don't know, sir.

Me! Who's made sabotage
a way Of life.

| can't let him get
back in business now.

| wish | could help, sir.

But as Humphrey Bumgart
would have said

"My story went straight."

There must be somebody

someone who can
get into Spacely's plant.

Ah-ha! | think
| know just the one.

This will go down
as the greatest

idea since
chocolate chip cookies.

There it is,
my ticket to fame and fortune.

(Spacely)
‘Nostalgia buffs all over
the galaxy will go'

‘crazy for one of
Spacely's Stone Age specials.'

[chuckles]
How about that?

Our Stone Age car
is a wave of the future.

If this goes off
without the hitch, Jetson

you may be in for a raise.

Oh, don't worry, sir.

There'll be no leak this time.

(Barney)
‘Wow, look at all the cars.'

Uh, which one is yours, Fred?

| don't know this person.

And | don't talk
to persons | don't know.

Sure, you know me, Fred.

I'm the one you dropped
out of the window.

Wait a minute, robot.

What are you doing here?

You're working for that
conniving conman, Cogswell.

(male on PA system)
‘Red alert! There's a spy
in the premises. '

‘Red alert.’

He's working
overtime for Cogswell.

Spying! Guys like you
should be shot at dawn.

No way, Fred.
| don't get up that early.

Anyway, | could never be a spy.

I'm too chicken.

[Astro barking]

He's right. Look!

(George)
‘It's Sentro!'

(Spacely)
‘Cogswell canine contraption.’

‘He's taking pictures
of the whole thing.’

I'm ruined! He's beat me again.

Not yet, Mr. Spacely.

I'll chase him
and you head him off.

[dramatic music]

Hey, wait for me.

clank clank clank

clank clank clank

Come back, you mechanical snoop.

Yaow!

Got you.

Oops.

Ouch.

Sorry about that.

Hang on to that rafter.

Darn it. We lost the spy.

Come to Georgie.

[grunting]

Zap

He's getting away.

Somebody stop him.

(Astro)
‘Get him, get him.’

Stop him! Stop him!

boing

We did it! We did it!

Whoopee! I'm back
in business, George.

Yeah, those two
make a pretty good team.

Finally.

Speaking of teams,
you weren't too bad

back there yourself, Barn.

Helpin' me up on the rafter.

It was nothin’, Fred.

Nothin’? You saved my life.

What are friends for?

Sometimes they're for...hugging.

That's what they're for.

[instrumental music]

(Spacely)
‘They're goin’ fast.’

"You want one or not?’

‘Make up your mind
Cogsy old boy.’

I've got to have it.
I've got to have it!

Then, pay my price.

Or be the only one in the galaxy
who isn't driving one.

That's a lot
of money for nostalgia.

Is it a deal or not?

It's a deal. It's a deal.

(Spacely)
‘Remember I've all the rights
and patents, everything.’

Copy one nut or bolt
and I'll sue

and take your whole plant.

Jetson, I'm loving
every moment of this.

I'm glad, sir.

And you won't go
unrewarded, my boy.

(George)
‘You hear that, Jane?’

| could make you vice president

or give you stock
in the company.

But I've come up
with a better idea.

Yes, sir?

(Spacely)
‘I'm not gonna dock your pay'

‘for the time
you were gone from your job.'

Oh...thank you, sir.

It's nice to see success
hasn't change Mr. Spacely.

My, aren't we
Ms. Gloomy this evenin'?

You would be, too,
Rosie, if you were alone.

Haven't you noticed
all the couples?

You and Mac,
mom and daddy

the Flintstones and Rubbles.

And you're still
thinking about that

young fella back in Bedrock.

Well, can you blame me?

There won't be
another one like him.

Not in a million years.

Uh, excuse me, miss.

Would you join me
for some refreshments?

Oh...well, yes.

A million years, huh?

Or maybe sooner.

How do we look, George?

You look fine,
as long as | have the keys.

Guess, you're back
in the fast lane again, George.

Thanks to you
and your car, Fred.

Well, the thanks
we were looking for

was your help in getting
us back to the dirt lane.

Yeah, we kind of miss Bedrock.

Except for one thing.

Nate Slate will never
give us our jobs back.

| thought this would
come in handy.

Hey! You were a partner in
Slates Rock and Gravel Company?

Which I'm now
turning over to you.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Uh, Fred, what you doin'?

Got it.
Bedrock here we come.

Uh, | don't think so,
Mr. Rubble.

Say that again, Elroy?

The time machine, it took
such a beating on our last trip

there's no way to fix it.

You mean, we're stuck here?

In the Jet Age, forever?

If we live that long.

Cheer up, everybody. I've sold
nearly every car in the plant.

‘Well, maybe this will
make you cheer up.’

‘My next great idea
is to go back to Bedrock'

and get Brontosauruses
and Tyrannosauruses

and every kind of dinosaurses
we can find and..

Sorry, boss, it'll never work,
it's too late.

What? Don't tell me
Cogswell's already done it.

‘Will you stop
with the shaking heads?’

It's the time machine,
Mr. Spacely. It's kaput!

(Barney)
‘Oh, yeah, and they can't kaput
it back together again.’

(Fred)
‘And we're stuck here. '

The Jetsons have
offered to put us up

till we find
a place of our own.

But | know
how you feel, Wilma.

It won't be
like home to you here.

What about your old car?

You can have it back.

Oh, that's very nice
of you, Mr. Spacely.

And I'll let you
have it for, eh, oh..

I'll let
you have it for, uh

uh...for old times’ sake.

‘At least | got
a nod out of you.'

Oh!

Yuck! Couldn't you have
just nodded, too?

Well, this old car

is a touch of home, Fred.

We'll see ya later.

Thanks for everything.

[Zapping]

What happened, George?

It's simple, mom.

They must've absorbed some

of the time machine's
quadro quotient.

It's simpler than that, Elroy.

That old car just wants
to go home as much as they do.

Oh, boy!

Bedrock, we're on our way.

We can't wait
to get home.

(Fred)
‘So long, George.’

Bye, Fred, Barn.

So long, Wilma.

Bye, Betty.

(Astro)
‘See ya around, Dino.'

(all)
Bye.

Goodbye.

(Fred)
'Yabba-dabba-doo!'

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