Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This isn't a birthday cake. Read what it says on the icing.
GOOD GAME. GOOD GAME.
You're fired.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Buy United Rocket. Buy United Rocket.
All right. All right. Hold on. Just hold on. I'll call the doctor.
Now, watch this. Uniblab, what's happening on the stock market?
Me, George Jetson, that's who.
Alrighty, Elroy. This is your dedicated physician speaking.
- That's what I call dirty pooI. - It's even dirtier, Henry.
...you're late!
- He's bound to be touched. - Henry, I think it's worth a try.
- I'll never know. - What's that, dear?
Oh, I hope he gets the job. He deserves it.
That's enough of that.
Detroit, 7.
Any complaints? Any complaints?
Thank you, Dr. Racey. Sorry to call you needlessly.
Well, I finally went and did it.
It's the Outer Space Shake. Shake.
Bet 32 black. Bet 32 black.
That's the first reaI brain wave you've had.
...because you have exactly five minutes...
- What the...? - Back to work. Back to work.
Who do you think runs the business for him?
Mr. Jetson, meet my replacement.
CBeebies Jump Ident Yellow
Believe me, paI, not only is Spacely a stupe...
Why, I got a third cousin who's making out reaI well on Mars.
- Ready, Mr. Jetson? - Right.