Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

See, George? We need a new one.
Not with all these homework tapes I have to listen to tonight.
You know, maybe she's right. Maybe I should ask Mr. SpaceIy for that raise.
These local sidewalks are so sIow. I get there faster walking.
You're forgetting your bathing suit.
It doesn't look like a crab's claw to me.
Elroy, what are you doing? How many times have I told you not to play with matches? Just go on, answer me young man. I don't know.
-I'm Jane Jetson. -Charmed.
-What? -Speaking of Mr. SpaceIy...
And by coincidence, I'll be out your way around dinnertime tonight.
And don't leave your galoshes in Europe again!
...to see the expression on oId, cake-head SpaceIy.
Meet the Robinsons
-Yes, ma'am. Beep-beep. -Thank you, ma'am. Beep-beep.
We have three bedrooms.
Jetson
Helaas het einde einde van mijn spreekbeurt
I'm a thumb-wrestling champ Sure you are... and I'm Muhammad Ali
His boy, Elroy
well, that's nothing. Yesterday, I pushed the scrambled button...
Of course! That's it.
HELP HELP
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well, all right, if your father says yes.
A new Food-a-Rac-a-Cycle? Jane, we cannot afford it.
-Oh, yes, sir. -What does she cook?
-George Jetson is here, Mr. Spacely. -George Jetson?
Hurry, George, you'll be Iate.
Good night, ma'am.
I never know what's going to come out.
Eject. Toast. Records. Husband.
Jane, stop this crazy thing!
...what are we having for dinner--?