Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hello, shorty.
- You're the boss. - That's right. Now, sit!
- Elroy, go to bed! - Yes, shrimp... Dad.
Do you have to bug me too?
Twelve inches high? Cogswell must have slipped a cog.
Yes, sir.
Cogswell, you're a no-good crook.
They'll say, "Look at the shrimp! Look at the shrimp!"
Meet George Jetson
- Wait right there, George. I have an idea. - You mean...?
Mr. Spacely calling, Mr. Cogswell.
- I'll just have to fish around. - I'm waiting, Jetson.
- What will our friends say? - What will I say to our friends?
Well, you aren't any space angeI yourself, Spacely.
A week?! Oh, great.
- Don't tell me you're going to count that. - Stop looking over my shoulder, will you?
George, are you up yet? Your breakfast is getting cold.
- Hit the enlarging button, you muttonhead! - Yes, sir.
Well, you're going to be a fat-lipped man now.
It's the televiewer. Elroy, will you see who it is?
I'll go home and sleep on it. You may have the rest of the day off.
Oh, boy. Some days it just doesn't pay to fall out of bed.
- ... what do you think? - Very funny. Very funny.
Come on, Jetson, Cogswell will be here any minute.
How would you like a punch on the nose instead?
Yes, sir.
Oh, boy.