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By the time these cops thaw out, we'll be halfway to the moon.

Oh, yeah? Don't you move.

Gee, mister, thanks, but I'm not sure I can.

And here he is, George Jetson, the hero of the day.

Full of cops and robbers.

- Elroy? - He's gone.

Hey! Look out, Fred!

That's them, sergeant.

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Attaboy, Astro.

Okay, Chuckles.

Mugsy Megaton? Oh, gee. I'll keep a lookout for him.

"Rugly read. Rig ro... "

Sort of a cross between piss yellow and puke green, ain't it?

About five to 10 years if we're caught.

Now, now, Elroy. Come down.

Hey, Janey, where are my shoes?

Hey, what are you doing down there?

Now, who's the criminaI?

Now, who can be bothering us now, in our moment of shame?

When my father hears this report tape...

Now, I know you want to give us a reward.

How much will I get for my part?

It's just a kid and his dog.

Hi, Mom. Bye, Mom.

I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Sorry...