Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wow! Right in the basket.
Hello to our new maid, Rosey, Elroy.
You Think. You Think? Your Machine Is Supposed To Do The Thinking, Jetson.
Don't be smart. You know I'm onIy 33.
You notice the very broad A.
''U-Rent a Maid.''
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep.
-We're practically broke. -Wonderful! I'd love to meet them.
I'm not my mother. I'm his daughter.
Oh, George, I feeI awful.
-...like that monster clanking around? -We'II just have to keep Rosey out of sight.
After all, I'm a darn good digital index operator.
The oId girI's stiII eager, isn't she?
...we do have one oId demonstrator modeI with a lot of mileage.
on this good, good, good morning
Can you throw a forward pass?
I must say, you're a very young-looking 33, my dear.
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well, then you'll want to see our basic economy modeI from Great Britain.
Rosey!
Not tonight, Elroy. It's time to blast off for dreamland.
I'm sorry, Cosmo.
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And you, of course, are Mrs. Jetson.
Maid? With the boss coming to supper and me trying to make him think we're poor?
Very good, Roy-boy, except you'll have to learn to Iet go of it.
-Well, I-- -I want you back at work tomorrow...
They're coId. When we first got married...
-No, sir-- -You're moonlighting, aren't you?
We must be sure they go to happy, happy homes.
Cleo, stop this crazy thing!
There ought to be some higher authority a girI couId appeaI to.