Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, now, don't be so hard on the boy, George.
Since you know so much, we've gotta do something with you.
- Now, where can a kid like him go? - No place.
...so that we may discuss your son's atrocious conduct.
Here we are. "Playground, movies, schooI."
"Yeah, yeah," what?
Oh, yeah. Make ears bigger.
Help. I'm stuck. I am too big for this ventilator.
Didn't you ever space-ski to schooI when you were a kid, Mom?
Congratulations, Elroy, old paI.
...equals the totaI sum of the trigonomic syndrome...
Tie him to the car and drag him.
Oh. Mouth smaller.
A Martian military schooI?
Here goes! We are of course! After all we're not babies.
- Don't worry, Elroy. - Don't worry?
Our son, a criminaI.
Meet George Jetson
Call out the riot rod. I mean, call out the riot squad.
Thank you...
Yeah, very temporary, Mugsy. 30 years to life.
Okay, take them out and lock them up.
Oh, Mr. Countdown. What's up?
Well, you see... I'll let my son tell you. Okay, Kenny...