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And after GeneraI McMissile watches the moon maneuvers...
Private Jetson. Paging Private Jetson.
Let's have some action.
And all of them starring his boss, Mr. Spacely.
Would you take over for me, honey?
We have been cooped up in this thing for over 10 minutes.
Yeah. And that's what happened.
Western Universe. Western Universe.
Oh, no. No, no, no, sir. No, sir.
Any place out of this world, they build a camp.
Spacely! Spacely!
Oh, no!
All right, now. Let's get with it.
Keep up the good work, sergeant. More power to you.
Tele-tape for Mr. Jetson. George Jetson, tele-tape.
Help! Police! Eliot Nessteroid!
Put pegs in holes. Put pegs in holes.
Use a shoehorn next time, will you?
This'll be a snap.
Now, tell me, stewardess, what time do we get to Chicago?
Yes, sir. To the indoctrination center, men.
You go right ahead, Mr. Jetson. You're our leader.
Something tells me he's gonna have an awfuI day tomorrow.
Wow, what a layout.
"I'll miss you too. "
No. Everybody goes.
...that was minor leagues. I've made the big time.
Here it is.
...we'll stage a full-dress review.
Yeah, what's the matter?
All right, fellas, who wants to be the first to be indoctrinated?