Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Cut the gab. Cut the gab. Time is money. Time is money.
Just get down on your hands and knees and beg forgiveness.
It'll be easy. I'll just tell Mr. Spacely that I'm very sorry...
Love him like a son. Like a son. Like a son.
That's enough of that. That's enough of that.
Roulette. Roulette. Roulette.
I hope you get ulcers in your cyclotron.
Believe me, not only is Spacely a stupe...
Oh, boy, that'd be great. Just great.
Mr. Jetson!
AII I can lose is my self-respect.
Great sense of humor
And besides, I need a new spring Strato-hat.
There's lots of other work around.
Name your game. Name your game.
Drafted. Drafted. Promoted to second lieutenant. Lieutenant.
Believe me, not only is Spacely a stupe...
How about that, Jetson?
- Isn't he cute? - Cute?
Hi, there. Congratulations, and I'm sure you're...
- You know, oiI. - Now, don't fret, sonny.
Venus virus? Oh, that can be catching.