All language subtitles for The Jetsons - 1x17 - The Little Man_track3_[eng]

[theme song]

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♪ Meet George Jetson ♪

♪ His boy Elroy ♪

♪ Daughter Judy ♪

♪ Jane his wife ♪♪

[instrumental music]

(male narrator)
"The Jetsons"

brought to you by..

This is the home
of Spacely Space Sprockets

whose industrial leadership

together
with Cogswell Cosmic Cogs

is founded on the deepest
concept of courtesy

kindness and cooperation.

Mr. Spacely calling,
Mr. Cogswell.

That loudmouth Spacely?

- Put him on.
- Yes, sir.

Cogswell,
you're a no-good crook.

Well, you aren't any space angel
yourself, Spacely.

Compared to you,
I'm a regular boy scout.

If you think, you can
squeeze me out of business

by refusing to sell me cogs,
you've flipped.

If I never see another
Cogswell cog, it'll be too soon.

Quiet, Spacely.
Can't you see I'm putting?

Ha! You missed.

Don't make me laugh,
Spacely.

Haven't you learned by now
that Cogswell never misses?

'Watch this.'

Don't tell me
you're gonna count that.

Stop looking over my
shoulder,
will you?

It makes me nervous.

Now, quiet, Spacely.
I'm driving.

[shatters]
Ouch!

Why, you did that
on purpose, Cogswell.

That's the last straw.

You're telling me?

You've ruined my five iron.

Yeah, well,
what about my bowling ball?

What bowling ball?

[thud]

Oh, that bowling ball.

You know what this means,
don't you, Cogswell?

[chuckles]
Don't tell me you're gonna
put me out of business again.

That's right, and this time

I got the gimmick
to wipe you out for good.

- The Minavac.
- Minavac-schminavac.

All I ever got out of your
gimmicks was a good laugh.

I'll believe it when I see it.

Alright, wise guy.

Be at my place in half an hour
and I'll prove it to you.

- I'll be there.
- Good.

And you better bring
a crying towel.

It's gonna be a sad scene.

- 'Oh, just a minute, Spacely.'
- Yeah, what is it?

'You forgot something. Here.'

- Uh-oh.
- 'Have a ball.'

'A bowling ball, that is.'

[Cogswell laughs]

[thud]

Oh, well. That's the way
the bowling ball bounces.

Come on, Jetson. Cogswell
will be here any minute.

- Is the Minavac ready?
- Take it easy, boss.

After all,
Rome wasn't built in a day.

Oh, knock off the philosophy,
will ya?

- You just fix the machine.
- 'Yes, sir.'

Just think, Jetson.
With this Minavac

we'll save a fortune
in shipping charges.

We reduce our products
before we ship them

and enlarge them after they
arrive at their destination.

Beautiful, isn't it?

I think I have it workin' now,
Mr. Spacely.

(Spacely)
'You better have
or you've had it.'

Hey, boss, let's test run
this crate of sprockets

through the Minavac
and see what happens.

Good idea. I'll start her up.

Now, let's see.
Uh, press button to reduce.

beep beep

There. She's on.

beep beep

Yippee! It works, It works!

[chuckles]
Goes in big, comes out small.
We've done it.

Uh, Mr. Spacely,
there's just one thing.

'Think of it, Jetson.
Cogswell wiped out.'

Finished. Starving out
in the cold street.

But, Mr. Spacely, I--

It's like a lovely,
beautiful

fairytale come true.

- Eh, George?
- But-but--

Don't interrupt me
when I'm happy.

Okay, Spacely. I'm here.

I just hope
this Minavac is as funny

as that solar-powered
nuclear stamp licker

you had last week.

Go ahead.
Laugh it up, Cogswell.

You haven't got
many laughs left.

You sure you didn't get this
out of a cereal box,
Spacely?

If you'll just clam up
for a minute

I'll show you how I'm gonna
put you out of business.

Jetson, proceed with
Operation Clobber Cogswell.

But, Mr. Spacely, sir.
There's one little thing--

(Spacely)
Quiet, Jetson.

If I want any hot air from you,
I'll squeeze your head.

It's the reverse-o-matic
enlarger.

There's still a few bugs in it.

And you better quit
buggin' me, Jetson.

But, Mr. Spacely, if we don't
fix it, we'll be in trouble.

Now, observe, Cogswell.

Jetson and that crate
entered the Minavac there

and in just two seconds,
presto!

Jetson and the crate
are reduced to 6 inches.

Well, Cogswell,
what do you think?

Very funny. Very funny.

'The 6-inch crate might go
with the kiddies'

but who needs
a 6-inch-high employee?

Well, just think of the savings
and shipping costs.

And, uh..
A 6-inch-high employee?

Jetson, go through
that machine again

and get back
to your normal size.

And get back to work.

I can't, Mr. Spacely.
Like I tried to tell ya

the reverse-o-matic
isn't workin'.

I can't enlarge.

And I wanted to put Cogswell
out of business so bad.

(Cogswell)
'Keep trying, Spacely.
Keep trying.'

[chuckles]
'Don't let a little thing
like this stop you.'

[laughs]

Oh, you came through again, pal.

Best laugh I've had in weeks.

Your puny efforts to put me out
of business are a regular riot.

[laughs]

Jetson, are you trying
to make me look small

in front of Cogswell?

What about me?
I feel pretty small myself.

If you don't want
a small salary to match

you better fix that Minavac.

Uh, yes, sir.
Right away, sir.

Hmm. Let's see.

Maybe it's the inversion
resist-o-rator.

Or it might be
the Spinvac dry cycle.

I'll just have to fish around.

I'm waiting, Jetson.

(George)
I got it, sir.
I'll have it fixed in a jiffy.

'Good work, Jetson.
What was the trouble?'

Well, this old
worn-out Cogswell cog.

- All I gotta do is replace it.
- Fine, fine.

Better rush right out
and get a, uh, uh..

Cogswell cog! Oh, no.

Somethin' wrong, boss?

Looks like
we struck out again, Jetson.

Cogswell has clapped
a trade ban on us.

He won't sell us a cog.

You mean I'm stuck here
at 6 inches?

You don't worry, Jetson.
I'll think of something.

I'll go home and sleep on it.

Y-y-you may have the rest
of the day off.

Oh, brother. I had a feelin'
I'd wind up on the short end.

I sure hope this crate
knows its way home.

I ain't even big enough
to see where I'm goin'.

'Oh, why do I let Mr. Spacely
get me into these fixes?'

[whistling]

Oh, a lawbreaker, eh?

Well, nobody runs
through my intersection.

[siren wailing]

Oh, boy.
I hope that's a fire truck

and not a traffic cop.

My luck.
It is a traffic cop.

Okay, Buck Rogers.
Pull over to the nearest cloud.

Is he kiddin'?
I can hardly reach the brake.

screech

[crash]

[muttering]

Boy, what some guys won't do

to get on television
traffic court.

Okay, let's see
your driver's license.

I'm sorry, officer.
Did I do something wrong?

What's the matter, officer?
You look sick.

Pull yourself together, Oranium.

You've been working too hard.

When I start seein'
little guys flyin' around

it's time to retire
to that chicken ranch

I have up on that asteroid.

Here comes George, Astro.

woof woof

And I better start dinner.

George is always famished
after a hard day's work.

Well, at least I got home
without being stepped on.

Maybe I ought to sue Spacely
for character shrinkage.

Hi, Jane honey. Now don't panic
before I can explain.

- You see, I was--
- Mwah.

(Jane)
'Hello, dear.'

That's what I call a big kiss.

Anything interesting happened
at the office today?

Nothing to stand up
and scream about.

[screams]

George, you look like an insect.

- Do you have to bug me too?
- 'Well, what happened?'

Well, I got caught
in Mr. Spacely's

new Minavac machine.

It shrinks everything
down to 6 inches.

- Minavac?
- Yeah.

And the enlarger
is on the fritz.

It needs a new cog.

Well, why don't you
get a new one?

Because it needs a Cogswell cog

and Mr. Cogswell
won't sell us one.

So I'm caught short till Spacely
can figure out something.

Oh, dear, this is awful.

What will our friends say?

What will I say to our friends?

[growls]

Astro boy, it's me, it's me.

[sniffs]

Hello, sorry.

What do you mean
hello, shorty?

Look here, Astro,
don't get smart with me.

[laughs]

I may be only 6 inches tall

but I'm still master
around here, you get it?

- Yeah, I rot it.
- 'I'm the boss.'

- You're the ross.
- That's right. Now sit!

- Alright.
- Youch!

Astro, will you, please,
get off my back?

Get up, Astro, and let the boss
have his dinner.

[laughs]

But, daddy, what happens if
Mr. Spacely can't get a new cog?

Yes,
what will you do, George?

I don't know. Maybe I can get
a job threadin' needles.

Gee, how can we look up
to a 6-inch father?

I'll wear elevator shoes.

Boy, am I famished.

Can I help you
with some turkey, dear?

(George)
'No, I'm big enough
to feed myself.'

I'll start with this drumstick.

Oopsy-daisy!

Watch out, George.
You'll fall off the table.

(George)
'Yow!'

[crash]

- George, are you alright?
- Yeah, I'm alright.

But maybe I should start
with a small cracker.

'Okay, Jane. I'll try again.'

Will you, please,
pass the salt, please?

Of course, dear.

[chuckles]
I guess my appetite
is the only big thing about me.

[chuckles]
Hey, what the..

Things like this
could drive me to drink

but I'd probably drown tryin'.

Maybe you should just have
a glass of milk, dad.

That's a good idea, Elroy.

That ought to be easy
enough to do.

(Jane)
'Easy, George. Easy.'

'Steady now.'

I may as well face it.
I'm just gonna starve.

Poor George.
He's helpless as a baby.

Baby. That's it.

You wait right there, George.
I have an idea.

You mean..

There. Isn't that better
than going hungry?

glub glub glub

Yeah, only I just hope none of
the boys drop over, that's all.

glub glub glub

Oh, it's a good thing
I didn't throw away

any of Elroy's baby things.

[televiewer rings]

It's the televiewer.
Elroy, will you see who it is?

- 'Okay, mom.'
- No, no, no. I'll answer it.

Maybe Spacely's
fixed the Minavac.

Hiya, Mr. Spacely.

Jetson, our problems
are almost over.

- You mean you found a cog?
- No.

But I figured out
a way to get one.

Oh, yeah? How?

'Tomorrow morning,
you're gonna sneak'

'into Cogswell's factory
and take one.'

Oh, now, wait a minute.
Me? Sneak in?

Oh, but, Mr. Spacely, how?

The place is crawling
with armed guards.

Oh, it can't be done.

Don't confuse me
with facts, Jetson.

Just get me a cog.
Goodnight.

- Goodnight!
- What's that?

[laughs]
I said goodnight, sir.

Hmm.

- Well, I ain't gonna do it.
- But you must, dear.

If you remain this size,
what will people say?

(George)
'I know what they'll say.'

They'll say, "Look at the
shrimp. Look at the shrimp."

Yeah. Look at the shrimp.
Look at the shrimp.

Elroy, go to bed!

(Elroy)
'Yes, shrimp, dad.'

Look at the rimp!
Look at the rimp!

- You too.
- Yes, sir.

Anyone else?

You better get
some sleep, too, George.

You're gonna be
a busy little man tomorrow.

Yeah, honey.
I guess you're right.

I'll just have to get
that Cogswell cog

or I'll be a short guy
on a long unemployment line.

- Goodnight, George.
- Goodnight.

Roodright.

[snoring]

(George)
'Astro, open your mouth!'

'Open your mouth
and let me out of here!'

How many times
do I have to tell you

no sleeping in our bedroom?

George, are up yet?
Your breakfast is getting cold.

[yawns]

Am I up yet, she says.

At this time in the mornin',
I don't even know if I'm alive.

Well, I better hit the deck.

[thud]

Oh, boy. Some days it just
doesn't pay to fall out of bed.

[humming]

I've heard of singin'
in the shower

but I never heard
of singin' in the sink.

Brr-r-r.

[humming]

How's your coffee, dear?

[slurping]

There must be...an easier way.

You better hurry
or you'll be late for work.

Yeah, that's right.
I gotta play space spy today.

So long, dear.

I'll see you later, I hope.

Bye, dad.

So long, Judy honey.
Have a good day at school.

- Be a good boy, Elroy.
- So long, dad.

Roodrye!

(George)
'Yow!'

[splash]

Boy, what a lickin'
I take from that dog.

- Here comes the boss.
- Morning, boys.

- Morning, Mr. Cogswell.
- Morning, sir.

- There goes a real tycoon.
- Yeah, the tycooniest.

Now, how does Spacely expect me
to get past those two guards?

I better check with him.

Calling Spacely Sprockets.

This is George Jetson
calling Spacely Sprockets.

Morning, Jetson.
Have you got that cog yet?

Uh, well, no, sir.
Not exactly, sir.

There's a couple of big guards
at the gate.

- How am I gonna pass them?
- Just sneak by them.

You're so small,
they'll never see ya.

Now bring back that cog

and you'll go down
in Sprocket history.

If you fail, well,
there are other small jobs

'for small characters.'

'Goodbye and good luck.'

Oh, boy, he doesn't
have much trouble

gettin' his point across.

Well, here goes.

Uh, uh, did you notice
a-a little guy

about 6 inches sneak by?

Yeah, but I ain't
sayin' nothin'.

Me neither. I got a
retirement
physical comin' up.

Well, gettin' past those guards
was easy enough.

I wonder where old fatso
Cogswell keeps his cogs.

[Cogswell laughs]
'Look at the shrimp.
Look at the shrimp.'

Mr. Fatso.
I mean, Mr. Cogswell.

I've been expecting you, Jetson.
I know the whole bit.

'So you can't operate the
Minavac without this cog, eh?'

[laughs]

I got old Spacely
right where I want him.

In the palm of my hand.

[laughs]

Oh, yeah?

'Yow!'

I got it!
Thanks, Mr. Cogswell.

I'll swat you like a bug
in a rug, Jetson.

[splat]

After a century
of brilliant scientific progress

you'd think someone would invent
a decent flyswatter!

'Hold it, Jetson. Hold it!'

'Come back here
with my property!'

Besides I wanna welcome you
to my club.

The golf club, that is.

Yipe!

Uh-oh, he's got me cornered.

[laughs]

Fore!

[thud]

I knew I should've used
a five iron.

[panting]

Oh, boy, I think
I finally lost him.

But I haven't lost you.

[laughs]
'My favorite dish.'

'Jetson Under Glass.'

Alright.
Hand over that cog, Jetson.

'Uh-oh. Uh, you wouldn't
do that, would you?'

Uh-huh.

You wouldn't stick me
with a pin.

- 'Uh-huh.'
- Yow!

(Mr. Cogswell)
'Come back with that cog,
Jetson!'

Put it on Spacely's bill.
Goodbye, Mr. Cogswell.

[panting]

Well, he got away,
but I'm not licked yet.

Now listen, you guys,
no one under 12 inches high

is to pass through this gate,
understand?

Yeah, sure, boss, sure.

12 inches high? Shee.

Cogswell must have slipped
a cog.

[chuckles]
With this repairman disguise

I'll bluff my way into Spacely's

and remove the cog
from the Minavac.

[laughs]

I told you
I'd solve everything, Jetson.

- Is the new cog in place?
- All set, Mr. Spacely.

'I sort of hate to enlarge you.'

'I was gonna give you a salary
to match your size.'

[laughs]

Well, here goes.

beep beep

You know, I sort of hate
to get big again.

I was beginning to feel
like "Jetson In Wonderland."

Hooba-dooba, it works!

I'm back to my normal size.

Now I can put Cogswell
out of business.

I'll call him up right away
and tell him to crawl over

and sign the merger papers.

[laughs]
Oh, he'll flip.

Gee, I feel king-size.

- 'Hello there.'
- Huh?

Someone here called

for a Viennese
specialist repairman, no?

Don't be upset.

I will have the machine
working in no time.

- But the Minavac is fixed.
- 'That's what they all say.'

What do you know?

You is just a simple simpleton.

Now, let me see. The clavicle
is connected to the hipbone.

The hipbone connected
to the Cogswell cog--

There's somethin' phony
goin' on here.

Jetson, who's that fiddling
around with the Minavac?

- Some repairman, sir.
- 'A repairman?'

Well, I tried to tell him
there's nothin' wrong

with the Minavac, Mr. Spacely.

Wait a minute.
That's no repairman.

I'd recognize that sneaky
Cogswell anywhere.

- Oh, Cogswell.
- 'Ouch.'

- What's the big idea?
- Sabotage. What else?

I want that Cogswell cog
back.

How would you like a punch
on the nose instead?

- Is that a threat?
- Put them up, Cogswell!

I'm gonna teach you a lesson.

Uh-oh. There they go again.
I might as well relax.

They'll keep this up
for a couple hours or so.

beep beep beep

I'm warning you, Spacely.
I used to be a Golden Glove boy.

Well, you're gonna be
a fat-lipped man now.

beep beep beep

I'm waiting, Spacely.

I'll murderlize you, Cogswell.

- You and what army, shorty?
- Shorty?

Hey, hey, uh, we shrunk!

I'm sorry, Mr. Spacely.

I hit the reducing button
by mistake.

Well, hit the enlarging button,
you mutton-head.

Uh, yes, sir.

beep beep beep

[electricity crackles]

Uh-oh. I think we blew a fuse.

- What do we do now?
- Jetson, you are fired!

You be quiet, Cogswell.
He's my employee.

Jetson, before I fire you

how long will it take
to get a new fuse?

It will take at least a week
to ship one out from Plutonia.

A week! Oh, great.

- Wh-what do we do till then?
- Anyone for cards?

I'll enjoy beating you
one way or another.

Jetson, call our wives
and tell them we got to solve

a couple of small problems

while I clobber Cogswell
at pinochle.

Yes, sir. Right away, sir.

[laughs]

Alright, Spacely. I'll match you
and raise you five.

I'll match you and double it.

[Spacely laughs]

Okay, Spacely,
how about a new hand?

I'm so glad
my big daddy is back.

It sure is nice
having a full-size dad again.

Yeah. I can look up
to you again. Right, pop?

[laughs]
Yeah, look, let's forget
the whole thing, huh?

I never wanna hear
about it again.

'I'm starved, Janey.
What's for dinner?'

- Shrimp.
- Shrimp!

- Not that word again.
- Yeah.

Look at the rimp.
Look at the rimp.

Now, cut that out.

slurp

Oh, boy.

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Meow!

(George)
Help! Help!

Jane, stop this crazy thing!

Jane!

Help! Jane!