Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is one time I thought of everything.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
And how high is Cogswell's building?
- Never! - Better sign!
That old ticket taker!
I think a reasonable adjustment is in order, but after all...
At this hour?
TRUMP.....
...My Space Lady.
There, there, there, my boy.
Yes? Yes? What is it, Miss Sunspot?
Steady!
...move it!
And it's right here, in this here blueprint.
In other words, you put your amusement ahead of your job?
Jane, his wife
Yes, sir, sir!
Okay, okay. Now tell me.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Nobody could sleep through this racket. Not even Jetson.
I've got an ironclad contract, which guarantees me a job.
- Are you sure? - Here. See for yourself.
Boy, you meet all kinds on this job.
What trick could he be up to?
Someone bought that empty lot next door.
Now we'll find out who our neighbors are.
No building over 2200 feet allowed.
See if we can put up a 10-story fence...
Well, in that case, move it!
Mr. Spacely, I wasn't through yet.
You blithering fooI!
Yippee!