[We fade into a flying Jetsons-style car, with Yakko at the helm,
wearing clothing similar to George Jetson's. An A! version of the "Jetsons"
theme music is heard in the background. Yakko flies over what looks like a
"futuristic" version of the WB Studio, with all the buildings on supports
similar to the "Jetsons" cities. We see Yakko's heading towards the water tower,
the base of which rests on a concrete space supported by the same support poles as all the
other buildings. Yakko lands the car on the concrete near the water tower's base, and
enters a pneumatic tube attached in the center of the tower's base. Yakko goes up into the
tower, where we see the inside done in a "futuristic" looking decor. Wakko and
Dot enter, dressed like Elroy Jetson and Jane Jetson, respectively.]
YAKKO: Greetings, Jetsibs! How's my favorite "space age"
DOT: Pleased to not have to be voiced by 1980's pop singer Tiffany?
WAKKO: Starving! [Wakko walks over to a food dispenser device, and
presses a few buttons; instantly, a 7-course meal materializes in front of him]
WAKKO: [grinning broadly] I don't know about you guys, but I think
I'm already starting to like this story! [Wakko begins chowing down on a turkey]
DOT: Oh-kaay...well, I guess Wakko's gonna be busy for awhile. What
do you want to do, Yakko?
YAKKO: Let's see what's on TV here; maybe they actually carry the
Cartoon Network *here*!
YAKKO: [flips through a TV guide, which has on the cover a picture of
the cast of "Futurama"] Let's see what's on..."Space Jam",
"Space: 1999", "Lost in Space", "Deep
Space Nine"...guys, I sense a whole lotta lame "space" references and puns
coming down the pike in this story...
DOT: [annoyed] Imagine my joy...
[Yakko walks over to a couch, and sits down. He presses a button on a
remote, and up comes a holographic image from the screen of Minerva Mink, engaged in her
usual hair-brushing routine...]
YAKKO: [going into the
usual hysterics] *Hellooooo, 3-D Nurse!* [begins drooling; his tongue hits the floor...]
[Wakko, wandering over to see what's made Yakko so excited, begins
behaving in a similar manner at the holographic projection of Minerva; Wakko whips out his
mallet, and begins hitting himself on the head repeatedly...]
DOT: [quite annoyed] *Hmph*...*boys*!
YAKKO: I think *I* definitely like this story, too! [Dot snatches the
remote from the drooling duo, and switches it off, startling Yakko and Wakko.]
YAKKO: Hey, why'd you do that for?!
DOT: [annoyed sounding] So this story can actually progress beyond
focusing on the two of you's hormones, that's why! [muttering to herself] I wonder if that
holographic TV picks up "E.R." reruns...helloooo, 3-D George Clooney nurse!
WAKKO: Awwww...well, back to eating! [Wakko heads back to the pile of
food, only to find standing there is Slappy. Slappy's wearing a maid's bonnet, an apron,
and has two antennae sticking out of her neck. She also has a Hoosier vacuum cleaner
strapped to her back]
SLAPPY: Geez louise, I can't believe this! This vacuum cleaner
doohickey here's killin' my back! My agent's gonna get a *double*-helpin' of dynamite by
the time I'm done...
WAKKO: Who're *you* supposed to be?
SLAPPY: I'm Slappy, the Robot Maid! Or somethin' resemblin' a
lifeless automation besides this plot, *heh*!
DOT: Well, Slappy, could you clean up this mess Wakko made,
SLAPPY: Yeah, yeah, comin' right up, already....[Slappy starts
vacuuming up Wakko's mess, but starts to feel the strain of carrying the vacuum cleaner]
YAKKO: Aaaaah, shouldn't you have a bunch of hoses or some scrubbers
or something attached to you along with that vacuum, being the "robot maid of
tomorrow" or something?
SLAPPY: Yeah, right---it's bad enough I'm walkin' around with this
vacuum-doohickey on my back as it is, let alone--- aah, ferget this, I'm sittin'
down...[Slappy sets down the vacuum cleaner, walks over to sit down on the couch, and
turns on the holographic TV] Aah, this feels more like it...maybe I can watch that Kitty...Birdy...Egg McMuffin....KFC....Pepsi...Big
Honkin' Cartoonie Show" thing....[pauses a moment]
*Naaaaah*. [flips to some action movie with a car chase scene in it]
[the Warners turn to each other]
DOT: Well, that was *very* pointless.
SLAPPY: [from off-screen] I heard that!
WAKKO: So now what do we do? This thing's already run on farther than
that "Flintwarners" story ever did!
YAKKO: Yeah, but we actually *like* it here with all these neat
gadgets of ours, remember?
WAKKO: Oh, yeah...let's have some fun, then!
[with that "zany" trumpet music as heard in the title scene
of "The Big Candy Store" playing, the Warners begin careening wildly about their
futuristic living quarters. Wakko continues to dispense and ingest mass quantities of food
from the food dispenser, Dot starts punching an assortment of buttons on various consoles
randomly, and Yakko's managed to wrangle control of the holographic TV remote control away
from Slappy and is channel surfing at about Warp Factor 5 while jumping up and down on the
couch; Slappy, greatly annoyed, decides to go off to a neighboring room to ride out the
rest of this scene away from the Warners...]
[suddenly, a beeping noise emanates from a digital clock on the wall,
causing all 3 Warners to stop what they're doing]
YAKKO: Hey, what's that sound mean?
WAKKO: [mouth half-full with pumpkin pie] Uh...time to order another
round of dessert? [Wakko pushes some more buttons, and out comes more pumpkin pie]
*BURRP*! [grins sheepishly] Pardon me...
SLAPPY: [off-screen, but quite loudly] *No*, it means that it's time
for you Warner kids to get ta work! And let *me* have some peace and quiet...
YAKKO: Oh, yeah! Work! We've gotta pay for our neat-o "space
age" gadgets *somehow*!
WAKKO: Faboo! [Wakko pushes some more buttons on the food dispenser,
pulls out his "gag bag", and fills it up with various foodstuffs] I'm ready!
[the Warners leave the tower in the pneumatic tube, head down to
their car, and take off for work, with shouts of "it's *my* turn!" and "I
never get to drive!" being heard]
[Slappy enters the now-empty main room, seeing what a mess the
Warners' pandemonium has left it]
SLAPPY: Can't believe they expect *me* to play "robot maid"
and clean this---ah, ferget it! [Slappy plops back down in front of the holographic TV,
and tunes in a soap opera; Slappy then presses a button on the couch, and out pops up a
diet walnut soda and a bowl of popcorn; another button press, and an automatic foot
massager pops out of the floor, and begins masseusing Slappy's feet...]
SLAPPY: [relaxed sounding] Aaaaah....*definitely* much better than
that "Pokemon" chainlink thingamajig...I may not even have to waste that extra
TNT on my agent, heh...
[cut to a building labeled "Spacey's Widgets", with the
Warner's car parked out front. Fade into the interior of the building, with the Warners
arriving into an office with consoles and monitors everywhere; sounds similar to the
original series' U.S.S. Enterprise's bridge can be heard.]
WAKKO: So, just what are we supposed to be doing here, anyway?
DOT: [pulls out script, scans through it] I think we're supposed to
look busy until the boss, "Mr. Spacey", starts yelling at us for no apparent
[the Warners start rapidly pressing various buttons randomly, as
similar to before, with the same music as before, only faster-paced. Suddenly, a
loudspeaker comes on...]
VOICE: [ear-splittingly loud] *JET-SIIIIBS*!!
[the sound of this makes the Warners freeze in mid-button-pressing
frenzy, and cover their ears]
YAKKO: *Man*, Pepper Mills has *nothing* on this guy's voice!
DOT: I'll say!
VOICE: This is Mr. Spacey, your boss; I need you three in *my
office*, within the next 3 seconds! *NOW*!
WAKKO: Only 3 seconds? Oh, well...
[Yakko does the "new background scenery pulldown" bit, and
gets an office with Mr. Spacey behind the desk, who's actually Mr. Plotz with a "Mr.
Spacely" hair dye/style job (utilizing what hair Plotz has left, anyway). The Warners
immediately jump into "Mr. Spacey"'s lap]
YAKKO: Boy, *there*'s type-casting....trying to expand into acting,
SPACEY: [whispering] Hush, you; I'm trying to stay in character
here...besides, I find this role rather interesting...and get out of my lap!
DOT: [whispering to Yakko] Like you said...
[the "Jetsibs" climb out of Mr. Spacey's lap]
SPACEY: [normal voice] Anyway, you Jetsibs were 0.7 seconds late
getting here! I'm afraid I'm going to have to dock your pay for the rest of the day!
YAKKO: Hey, we got here as fast as we could! We even pulled a lame
cartoon gag to get here in time!
DOT: *I'll* say...I thought Slappy was going to teach us some new
YAKKO: She told me that she'd do it "whenever it was that she
found the time"!
DOT: Yeah, which means that like most people, she'll probably put off
doing *that* until the last minute...
YAKKO: Procrastination...the great roadblock of life.
[All in the office, including Spacey, nod in agreement.]
SPACEY: Still, that's no *excuse* for your tardiness! Now, I have
very important assignments for you three...I need you to retype our annual sales report,
refile the entire computer stock inventory, meet with our clients in Space-stralia and
Mars Angeles, and come up with a new product to place on the market! *And* you'll all be
working double overtime with no extra pay to get it done! So, get to work or *else*!!
DOT: [sounding quite annoyed] Great...we've gone from animal abuse
and "rock" jokes in that "Flintwarners" thing to *employee* abuse and
"space" jokes...I mean, *"Space-stralia"*?!?
YAKKO: But--that's not *fair*! Why should we work overtime to get all
of this done *without* extra pay?
DOT: Yeah, I mean, don't the employees here have *some* rights?
WAKKO: Or a union?
SPACEY: [gasp] How *dare* you mention the "u" and
"r" words! Just for that little outburst, Mr. Hoffa, I'm going to have to cut
your pay for the entire *month* *and* take away your 10-minute lunch break!
YAKKO: Aaaaaaah, so let me get this straight: we get treated like
we're worthless serfs, spend all our time doing pointless busy work, and get yelled at by
some guy with a Homer Simpson haircut for asking a few simple questions? [flips through
the script] *And* according to this, we're supposed to be on our knees groveling and
behaving cowardly the whole time?
SPACEY: *Exactly*! Just like that minion of mine over there! [pan
over to a red-haired, anxious-looking guy on his knees who bears a *very* close
resemblance to George Jetson]
*STETSON*! I thought I told you to not bother me with another pay
STETSON: B-but, s-sir, I only asked you for a pay raise just 17
*years* ago! My family needs the money *badly*...we're tired of living off frozen waffles,
SPACEY: Don't bother me with your family's tribulations anymore!
First, that request for *new* office supplies last *decade*, and now this! *STETSON,
[Upon hearing this, Stetson walks out of the office, looking
dejected...the Warners face Spacey angrily]
YAKKO: OK, that's it! We've seen enough! We don't care *if* the
script says we're supposed to act like a bunch of subservient wimps! We *quit*!
DOT: Yeah! Besides, what's the worst you can do to us? *Fire us*?!
SPACEY: Oh, give me a break, you Jetsibs! Take a look at *this*!
[Spacey pulls out a book labeled "Cartoon and TV Sitcom Cliches", turns to a
chapter entitled "Workplace/Employment Cliches", and shows it to the Warners]
YAKKO: [reading] "Cliche #1: All bosses shall have supreme rule
over their employees' lives, including when they have time to sleep, eat, breathe, think,
go to the movies, and even "go potty". Cliche #2: All workers must speak in a
sniveling, groveling manner towards their superiors at all times. Cliche #3: If a worker
quits, they shall be guaranteed to return to the employer that they quit from, whining and
begging for their old job back, within the same episode..." *What*?! This is
ridiculous! Just because most other cartoons and sitcoms seem to subscribe to *Ebenezer
Scrooge*'s idea of what workplaces are supposed to be like, doesn't mean that we have to!
DOT: Yeah! And besides, even if we're fired, it's not like we
couldn't just find another job!
SPACEY: Oh, *really*? That's *it*! *JETSIIIIIIBS, YOUUUU'RE----wait,
*get another job*?! [slightly worried/confused sounding] But--but--that goes against all
cartoon and sitcom employment logic! You *can't* do that!
You *have* to come back here begging for your old job back by the time this thing's
annoyed] Oh, yeah?! [Wakko pulls out a remote, and presses a button. A large anvil smashes
Mr. Spacey *and* his entire desk]
YAKKO: Aaaaaah, I think that was our "two-second notice"!
Come, sibs, let's go home and look for a new, less abusive "space age" job!
DOT: Yeah! I'll bet McDonald's is still in business in this future!
YAKKO: Well come on, then, let's go home! [turns to their anvilled
now-ex-boss] So long, Mr. Spacey! Don't worry, we won't ask to use you as a
[muffled, pained sounds can be heard from under the anvil]
[the Warners head for their space car, and take off for home, with
more arguments over who should drive all the while]
[fade back to the Jetsibs' apartment, where we see Slappy asleep on
SLAPPY: [waking up] *Yawn*....eeh, great, you kids are back! How was
WAKKO: Great! We quit!
SLAPPY: *WHAT*?! But--that goes against all cartoon and TV sitcom
worker tradition! You *can't* quit, ya stupid kids! How will this show continue if the
characters are allowed to break away from the same static, forced, hackneyed situations
and actually *change* and *develop*?!
YAKKO: I know that, but that Mr. Spacey guy was a complete jerk! He
kept threatening to make us slave away for no pay or [imitating Spacey] *WEEE'RE FIRED!*
[sarcastically] Ooh, I'm *so scared* [normal voice] ...besides, anyplace else would
probably be better than working for that guy...
DOT: Yeah, like handling toxic waste!
YAKKO: Actually, I glanced at his itinerary for things for us to do,
and that was on the list after "sorting spent nuclear control rods"...
DOT: [flatly] Natch...
SLAPPY: Don't worry, you kids, I'll find you some jobs! Gotta keep
*my* salary coming in, anyway...
YAKKO: Aaaaaah, OK. We'll be waiting here, then!
SLAPPY: All right, I'm off! [SLAPPY grabs her purse, and leaves]
YAKKO: So, what do you guys wanna do now?
[the Warners look at each other, and grin broadly; several moments
later, their apartment is in complete chaos: Yakko, Wakko, and Dot are flinging food at
each other in a massive food fight, with the food dispenser providing the
YAKKO: Hey, at least it beats doing a bunch of lame "space"
WAKKO: [munching on a flying zucchini] Yeah, like going to
"Space-cago" to play "space-basketball" in a "Space Jam"
movie with "space"-Michael---
DOT: [annoyed] *WAKKO*!
WAKKO: Oh, yeah, sorry, heh...[grins sheepishly]
[suddenly, a video phone rings, and the Warners answer it, to find
Slappy on the other end]
SLAPPY: Hey, you puppy-kids! I found you guys jobs *and* kept the
natural TV order 'a things goin', heh! Just come on down to Spacey's Widgets!
WAKKO: You mean, we're going back to work for Mr. Spacey?
[the Warners start to swell up with sad looks on their faces]
SLAPPY: Aw, jeez, not the "cryin' " thing again...look,
just come on down here, all right?
YAKKO: Weeeell, OK...
[a short time later, at Spacey's]
SLAPPY: "Jetsibs", I'd like to introduce you to the *new*
owner...[she points to a chair at the other end of the room; seated on a pile of
"space" phone directories, sits the Brain and Pinky]
BRAIN: Y-e-e-s! With all of this corporation's advanced technology at
my disposal, world conquest will soon be mine!
PINKY: [seated near Brain] *Wahahaha!* "Space-stralia"!
That's even funnier than that "Chipcago" pun! *TROZ*!
[Brain whaps Pinky on the head with a "Jetsons"-design
YAKKO: So, just how did *you* guys manage to buy this place?
BRAIN: Who did you think *invented* all of these "space
age" gadgets that you've been enjoying for the duration of this entire story? With
the proceeds the Lab has earned from the patent rights to all of these ultramodern aids, I
was able to purchase this entire facility, as part of my latest scheme for global domination! Fortunately, we ran into Slappy while
en route to our *original* destination, which was to purchase Microso---
SLAPPY: [cutting Brain off] Yeah, and I managed to talk these little
fuzzballs inta buyin' *this* dump!
BRAIN: And I also managed to assure Ms. Squirrel that you three will
be treated better than you were being treated under Mr. Spacey; I should *know* about
being exploited for pointless, degrading endeavors from being a laboratory
mouse...[muttering to himself] like that infernal *maze*...
YAKKO: Aaaaah, though I'm glad we've got work again for someone more
tolerable than our *previous* boss, just one question: what about Mr. Spacey?
BRAIN: Mr. Spacey's currently enjoying a relaxing retirement,
engaging in his own, *ahem*, "indulgences"...
[zip pan to a beach in "Acapluto", with Mr. Spacey lying
out on a beach, looking *very* content; a large satchel with wads of bills sticking out of
the top is seen lying next to him...]
SPACEY: Ah, this is the life! And with the amount of money that that
short, large-headed fellow gave me for that factory, I'll never have to put up with those
annoying serf employees of mine again! [sips a margarita]
Yessiree, this is the *life*!.... [he sees a passing waiter] *WAI-TERRRRR*! ANOTHER
[zip pan back to our protagonists...]
DOT: [heavily sighs] *"Acapluto"*?! That'd *better* be the
last "space" pun in this stupid thing, or I'm gonna...
WAKKO: Hey, what's a protagonist?
DOT: [snapping out of her annoyed mood] Um, it means "the lead
character", Wakko, namely all of us here in this room...
DOT: [smiling] Just trying to help...
YAKKO: Well, sibs, it looks like everyone's finally satisfied---
YAKKO: Oh, all right...aaaaaah, I know! Since you helped us get new
and better jobs, you can have a raise...
SLAPPY: Thanks, baggy-pants!
YAKKO: [does a slight double-take at that remark] Um, yeah. Well, I
guess there's nothing else to do now....but say...
ALL: *GOOD NIGHT, EVERYBODY*!
[everyone waves at the camera, as the final orchestra chords strike
up, and we fade out to a black background...suddenly, Slappy walks into view, still
wearing her "robot" gear]
SLAPPY: There's no end joke, OK? This thing's already gone on long
enough! It's over...go away!
[Slappy walks off, as we *finally* fade out to...]
Yakko, Wakko, Dot, Pinky, the Brain, Slappy, Mr. Plotz, "Space
Jam", and Minverva Mink are all © by Warner Bros. The Flintstones and Jetsons are ©
by Hanna-Barbara. Futurama © by Matt Groening. "Star Trek" elements © by
Paramount. Anything that's left © 1999 by Brainatra.