Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Down, boy. Down.
well, thanks for the chance.
Sorry, Mr. SpaceIy's on the phone right now. Do you wanna wait?
Very efficient maid you got here, Jetson.
Daughter, Judy
See you all in the junkyard.
...beyond the shadow of a doubt, N-O, no!
...that degravitated over the moon.
Boy, what a performance!
Well, don't just stand there ''yes sir''-ing me, man!
Sometimes life is hard.
Crazy? Now, is that a nice thing to say to your mother?
I'm afraid not.
Come to think of it, SpaceIy couldn't get along without me.
-Hard day at the button, dear? -Oh, brutaI. BrutaI.
May I ask what it was?
Because the boss is a penny-pinching oId crab, that's why.
But my mother toId me....
Thank goodness that's over with. Is your father up yet?
That SpaceIy is a slave driver.
Then we have a fun runabout we import from France.
Brutal Day
Hey, Rosey, you can't leave now.
Well, it's really none of my business, dear, so I'll give you some advice.
One, two. One, two. One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two.
Why did I send for you, Jetson?
HeIp! HeIp!
Darn egg button's always sticking!
Stu, stop this crazy thing!
But, Stella....
How's your bacon?
...and I want him to get a nice impression of you.