Jetsons: The Movie Page #5

- No! I'm not all right!

I was kidnapped

by these vicious little furballs

with beady eyes and razor teeth.

But, Dad, they were just

trying to save their homes.

- You're destroying their city.

- They didn't know what elsa to do.

[sniffing]

[growling]

[screaming]

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Ahh!

[stammering] What's that?

Darling, I'm afraid we

have to have a little talk.

[whispering]

You want me to do what? [echoing]

I'm finally a vice president

after years of

"yes, Mr Spacely,"

"absolutely, Mr Spacely,"

"oh, and by the way, Mr Spacely,

now that I'm a vice president,

my family wants me to close your plant

and lose my job,

just as I've reached the top."

No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

And that's final!

Well, we'll just see about that.

- Now, cloud someone please untie me?

- Not yet.

First, we negotiate.

What? Are you Jane Jetson?

Are you my wife?

- Do you love me?

- Yes, but do you love your family?

'Course I do. You're all I think about.

All you've thought about lately

is your job.

Yeah, Dad.

You've been so wrapped up in work,

you haven't had time for us.

OK, I'll put in for a long vacation,

but it'll have to wait

until I get the plant going again.

- That's no good, George.

- What else do you want?

George, all I ask

is that you look around

and see what your job is making you do.

No job is worth destroying

the lives of innocent creatures.

See for yourself.

[George] Oh, my gosh, it's a city.

[Jane] It's more than a city.

It's their entire world,

and you're destroying it...

...and them.

Mr Jetson, the Grungees really feel bad

about taking you down here.

But as you can see, they were desperate.

But... but what can I do?

Jetson? Jetson!

Mr Spacely.

Where's Jetson?

And why is the plant shut down?

- It's the middle of the night.

- Machines don't sleep! Start it up!

Every second lost means money lost.

And money lost means I scream a lot!

But what about the Jetsons?

Forget that idiot Jetson.

I'm gonna get my millionth sprocket

if I have to do it myself.

[grunts]

How dare you, you pile of bolts.

You don't understand, there's...

There, that's better.

Nobody pushes Spacely.

[all screaming]

- What's happening?

- Someone's started the plant.

[yelling]

[screaming]

We got to... to... get out of here!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

Oh, no! Squeep! Hang on!

Elroy!

[all chattering]

[all straining]

[Teddy 2] He's got Squeep!

Elroy! Oh, thank God you're safe, son.

Oh, Elroy, darling.

I was afraid. I was so afraid.

I'm OK, Mom. I'm OK.

Squeep's OK too.

Thank all of you.

[all] Yay!

Come on, everyone.

We've got to stop the drilling.

Come on!

I never should've put that dummy in

charge of an operation this important.

When I get home,

I'll get a new vice president.

- You've already got a vice president.

- Jeston!

Yes, sir, Mr Spacely.

That dummy, George Jeston.

What do you think you're doing?

Tuning off the plant

before you do any more damage.

Stay away from this button,

that's an order!

No, sir, Mr Spacely.

- What?

- Isaid, no, sir, Mr Spacely.

- Yay, Daddy!

- By gosh, that felt good.

Mr Spacely, you can't stand in the way

of George Jetson!

Geronimo!

[squeaking]

[belts squeaking]

- That's my George!

- Oh, George!

[Elroy] Yay, Dad!

What's gotten into you, Jetson?

There better be an explanation for this.

Oh, there is, all right.

Did you know about these

wonderful little creatures, Mr Spacely,

when you decided to mine this asteroid?

- What creatures, Jetson?

- These creatures.

These wonderful creatures.

You money-grabbing,

insensitive, lying old goat!

You did, didn't you?

Well, I may have heard

something about...

You heard. All you care about is money.

- Yeah!

- But they're useless.

And I'm here to tell you

they're not one bit useless.

They just saved my boy's life

is what they did.

The Grungees don't mean any harm.

Mr Spacely, this whole planet

is about different kinds of life forms.

Working together

for the good of everyone.

What do you expect me to do?

I can't just close the plant.

Then figure out a way to keep the plant

and let the Grungees have their homes.

Can't you find it in your heart

to reach a compromise?

Think about all the profits you've lost.

But think of all the profits you'd make

if you warked with the Grungees.

- You mean hire all of them?

- No, I mean become partners.

They run the plant and sell you

the sprockets at a fair price.

Fair?

Otherwise, you'll never get

your millionth sprocket.

Ahh! [grumbling]

I don't believe it!

They've doubled production.

[Jane] And they found a way

to recycle the old sprockets.

Now, no one will ever

have to mine this asteroid again.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand,

nine hundred and ninety-nine.

- [ringing, alarm blaring]

- One million.

- Outergalactic?

- The outergalactic-est

[all cheering]

[both] Yeah!

Oh, yeah!

[speaking foreign language]

- What did he say?

- Let's hear it for Mr Spacely.

[all chattering]

[all] Spacely!

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Jetson, I think you've done

quite enough here.

Yes, sir, Mr Spacely.

Will I be getting a promotion?

A promotion? Ha! You're lucky

I'm giving you your old job back.

But what about vice president?

[all grumbling]

All right, all right,

you're a vice president, but no raise!

- Does this mean we have to leave?

- Well, yes, son.

With the Grungees running the plant,

Spacely Sprockets doesn't

need me here anymore.

Well, I guess its good...

goodbye, Apollo.

Hey, it's OK.

I'll come visit, I promise.

In the meantime, here's the demo

of the song I wrote for us.

- Oh, Apollo.

- Some dude might turn it into a hit.

Maybe Cosmic Cosmo?

Uh-uh. This is ours. Just ours. Always.

[cheering]

[Grungees chattering]

Hey, your friends are calling.

- Elroy.

- See you, Squeep.

Can I use that move of yours,

the Elroy Elevator?

Didn't do me much good,

but sure, if you want to.

Maybe someday we'll

play on the same team.

We already have. And we won.

I'm gonna miss this place a lot.

It shows that you can make friends and

prove yourself anywhere in the universe.

I know, Dad. But leaving's still hard.

Yeah, it is. I know.

[all chattering]

Goodbye! Thank you for everything.

Goodbye, George. And lots of luck.

Thanks. Goodbye.

Lots of luck. See ya!

- Bye!

- Bye-bye!

- Where's Fergie?

- Here she is.

- [cooing] Mama.

- Bye-bye.

[Tiffany:
Home]

Look. Look, Dad. It's the Grungees.

Well, that sure was nice of 'em,

wasn't it?

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