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...don't get smart with me!
Morning, Jetson. Have you got that cog yet?
I said good night, sir.
I may be only 6 inches tall, but I'm still master around here. You get it?
I got it! Thanks, Mr. Cogswell!
- Morning, Mr. Cogswell. - Morning, sir.
This worn-out Cogswell cog. AII I gotta do is replace it.
But, Daddy, what happens if Mr. Spacely can't get a new cog?
- There goes a reaI tycoon. - Yeah, the tycooniest.
It's the reverse-o-matic enlarger. There's still a few bugs in it.
When I start seeing little guys flying around...
I told him there's nothing wrong with the minavac, Mr. Spacely.
And get back to work!
- ... while I clobber Cogswell at pinochle. - Yes, sir. Right away, sir.
Good night.
That's what they all say. What do you know?
I got old Spacely right where I want him, in the palm of my hand.
There must be an easier way.
I want that Connell Cog back
Quiet, Spacely. Can't you see I'm putting?
Besides, I want to welcome you to my club. The golf club, that is!
All right, hand over that cog, Jetson!
Yes, sir. Right away, sir.