Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How am I gonna pass them?
Jetson, proceed with Operation Clobber Cogswell.
Maybe you should just have a glass of milk, Dad.
Jetson, you are fired!
Boy, what some guys won't do to get on television traffic court.
- Yeah, I get it. - I'm the boss.
You know what this means, don't you, Cogswell?
- I'm waiting, Spacely. - I'll murder-lize you, Cogswell!
- Anyone else? - You better get some sleep, too, George.
Pull yourself together, Aranian. You've been working too hard.
It makes me nervous.
...is founded on the deepest concept of courtesy, kindness and cooperation.
Goodbye.
Knock off the philosophy, will you? Just fix the machine.
- What do we do till then? - Anyone for cards?
- Some repairman, sir. - A repairman?
But I haven't lost you.
But, Mr. Spacely, if we don't fix it, we'll be in trouble.
I'm gonna teach you a lesson.
…one of you here had a good lunch last week. …one of you here had a good lunch last week.
- Good night, George. - Good night.
Now, wait a minute. Me? Sneak in? But, Mr. Spacely, how?
- Oh, yeah? How? - Tomorrow morning...
But I'd probably drown trying.
Astro! Open your mouth! Open your mouth and let me out of here!
Watch out, George! You'll fall off the table.
Easy, George. Easy. Steady, now.
The 6-inch crate might go with the kiddies...
I wonder where old fatso Cogswell keeps his cogs?
Oh, boy. I hope that's a fire truck and not a traffic cop.
- But, Mr. Spacely, there's one little thing. - Quiet, Jetson.
Oh, brother. I had a feeling I'd wind up on the short end.