Co-Worker: Did you hear Mr. Spacely's latest plan? George Jetson: Yeah, the slave driver. Imagine putting your back on a four day week. What does he think this is? The 20th century?
George Jetson: I've got a wife, two kids and 10 finance companies to support. How am I supposed to pay my bills?
George Jetson: Olé! Olé! Oy vey!
George Jetson: I hope you get ulcers in your cyclotron.
Mr. Spacely: You can't tempt Jetson with money, can he? George Jetson: Yep.
George Jetson: The real George Jetson finally stood up. Mr. Spacely: Well, would the real George Jetson care to sit down?
George Jetson: I'm a big coward. Henry Orbit: Now, now, Mr. Coward. Er, I mean Mr. Jetson, there's lot's of other work around. Why I got a third cousin who's making out real well on Mars. George Jetson: I don't think I could take Mars, Henry. I hear those little green bosses are murder.
Jane Jetson: Elroy, why aren't you ready for school? Elroy Jetson: I don't feel good, Mom. I think... I think I'm coming down with Venus Virus. Jane Jetson: Venus Virus, eh? Last week you said it was Martian Mumps. Anything to get out of taking that space calculus test.
Judy Jetson: I'm in love. Rosie: Again?
George Jetson: I'll just tell Mr. Spacely I'm very sorry and that I'll never call him names again. (Nearly has a head-on collision with another car) George Jetson: Why you big strata-jerk. It's vacuum-heads like you who keep fuselage and fender shops in business. Come on out and face the music. Mr. Spacely: (Emerges from the other car) 'Morning, Jetson. Nice day isn't it? George Jetson: M-M-M-Mr. Spacely, I presume? Mr. Spacely: Correct. I hope you're wearing your watch, Jetson, BECAUSE YOU HAVE EXACTLY 5 MINUTES TO CLEAN OUT YOUR DESK.
Reporter: Mr. Jetson, I guess you're quite concerned about these tests. George Jetson: Well, I... Mr. Spacely: - I certainly am. Sure hope nothing happens to that life jacket. Reporter: Oh um, Mr. Spacely, your every thought must be with the courageous man who's risking his life for you. Mr. Spacely: Huh? Who's that? Reporter: Your test pilot, Mr. Jetson. Mr. Spacely: Oh him, yeah, I sure am worried about him. He's wearing MY life jacket.
George Jetson: Jane, this morning you wanted to buy some silverware. Here (hands her a wad of cash) George Jetson: Get it in gold. Jane Jetson: Gold silverware? George Jetson: Judy, you wanted some stereo-phonic tapes, (Hands her a wad of cash) George Jetson: go get yourself a band. Now what can I do for you, son? Elroy Jetson: If I had known you were filling requests, I'd have brought a list. George Jetson: You wanted a toy space fire engine. (Hands him a wad of cash) George Jetson: Get yourself a real fire engine. (Hands him more cash) George Jetson: might as well get yourself a fire too Astro: What about re? George Jetson: Of course, Astro, you wanted a bone. (Hands him a wad of cash) George Jetson: Buy yourself a meat market.
George Jetson: You're going to broadcast pictures of my insides? Dr. Radius: That's right. The Peek-A-Boo capsule will send back on-the-spot reports of everything. George Jetson: You ought to play some background music like, "Liver Come Back to Me", or maybe, "I Get A Kidney Out of You"? How about, "Lung Ago And Far Away"? Dr. Radius: Open your mouth, please. That should be easy for you.
Mr. Spacely: Cogswell has the same jacket. Professor Lunar: Impossible. Why I've spent every minute of the last 58 years of my life on this invention. Mr. Spacely: Well take a look. Professor Lunar: Oh well. Easy come, easy go.
George Jetson: Honey, you asked me for $20 yesterday, now what did you do with that? Jane Jetson: You didn't give it to me. George Jetson: Excuses, excuses, that's all I hear.
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