Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- But you shouldn't leave your seat. - Look at all those signs, Pop!
The wife of a Space Cub is always prepared.
Many's the time I told little Arthur to get lost.
No, thanks. We're looking for the campground, Lunar Park.
See? Isn't this...
What are you doing...
- We can cook, we can bake - But we get a bellyache
And if I get it, I don't want to be tied down with extra kids.
"Danger," "Meteor Crossing," "Caution," "Bumpy Clouds Ahead. "
Now, keep calm. This is no time to panic. We're still together.
Oh, dear. The laundrojet is so noisy.
And when we're safely out of the Earth's atmosphere...
I left the rest of the troop on top of this crater, but they're gone.
What's my weight got to do with a vacation?
That's right, Arthur. I promised your dad...
- Through the storm and the sleet - Dragging grandmas through the street
That's my job, keeping the moon neat.
Mothers, atten-hut!
Yeah. "Spaceway's Cafe. Free parking. " Must be a good place to eat.
- Nope. - Can you tell us the way...
I have had my eye on you for some time now, Jetson.
- Now, Elroy, that is not what I said. - If I were you, George...
- Who's that leave for your buddy, Arthur? - You, I guess.