[tires screeching]
[both panting]
I think this is the end,
Mayor Huckleberry.
Of all the 4,132 disasters
that have befallen Jellystone,
I never expected killer robots.
Eh, it's always the ones you don't expect.
[both scream and grunt]
Well, that wasn't as bad as I thought it was gonna be.
[screams] I take it back!
Come on.
Ah, no!
Stay back. I'm allergic to laser beams!
[screams]
No, not the nose, not the nose!
Here it is.
Nice, a hole.
Uh, what's it for?
I told you guys. This is the Jellystone time hole.
- Cool! - What's a time hole?
It's like a straw that goes through time.
You go in one hole and then you come out the same hole in a different time.
Wait, but a straw has two holes.
No, man. It's one long hole.
But there's two ends, two holes.
But it's the same hole.
I'm telling you, you're wrong.
No, you're wrong.
[shushing]
- Sorry. - [whispers] Sorry.
The hole isn't important.
What is important is you need to go back in time to save Jellystone's future.
Now kneel, so I can give you your goodbye forehead kisses.
Muah, muah, muah, muah.
Oh, no. Now, go and save us all.
I'll hold them off.
- [shouting] No kisses for you! - [gun lasers firing]
[both screaming]
That was the worst straw I've ever been in.
I haven't slept in days,
but I managed to finish the town budget.
[Ruff and Reddy screaming]
Well, guess next year's cancelled.
[both screaming]
Man, I'm so hungry,
I could eat a hot dog out of somebody else's mouth.
Ow.
[both screaming]
I finally sold enough plasma to pay off my car.
[Ruff and Reddy grunt]
[gags]
Are they dead?
Oh, snap! Free hot dog.
[gobbling]
Now, I'm sorry I had to cancel slam poetry night,
but I have some important news to share.
Wall-ee? Wall-enough. I am enough.
[fingers snapping]
Now these two shiny boys have come back to the past,
which is our present,
because they need help in their future,
which is also our future
to recruit a strike force of heroes
to travel through time to their apocalyptic future,
which, as I said, is also our apocalyptic future,
and hopefully, keep any of it from happening.
Now, who wants to volunteer to help?
Uh, quick question,
is it gonna be dangerous?
We've seen horrors beyond imagining.
Everyone we've ever known and loved
has been ripped from our lives.
With each passing moment,
the ceaseless nightmare consumes all.
Leaving a dark void in its wake.
All right, then.
Any volunteers?
[faint coughing]
Sorry, kids, no dice.
Wait.
Ever since I first donned this mask as a little baby Kabong,
I made a vow to protect--
Hey, I'm gonna go 'cause I'm awesome.
Mic drop.
Whoo, whoo, whoo!
And me go.
Since me Caveman living in modern times,
me got unresolved anger issues with time travel.
Therapist say this be good for me.
And I'll go too.
Article 37 of the Daddy Code states that I am honor-bound
to protect Augie in any and all timelines!
- Well, there you have it. - [Yogi whooping]
The future's in great hands.
[all cheering]
In honor of your brave sacrifice,
I've hired the Jellystone nine-man orchestra to play you off.
Hit it, y'all.
[playing disharmoniously]
And that's all the notes we could afford.
Now, y'all ready to go back to the future
and stop them killer robots before they ever attack?
I am literally ready.
- I'm readier. - No, I am.
Let's show them how portable we can become.
- Hey, too tight. - Too tight.
- Check it out. - We can still talk to you guys.
- And hold stuff. Lip balm. - Dice.
- Greeting card. - Eggs.
- Eggs. Eggs. - Eggs. Eggs.
- Oh. - No more eggs.
Here we are.
At the precipice of the great unknown.
As we take this plunge into our dest--
Cannonball! [grunts]
I'd like to say, that as the hero--
My sweetie, I will miss you more
- than I have missed anything in my entire life. - I'd like to say--
I will miss you more than the sun.
- I'd like-- [sighs] - I will miss you more than gravity.
I will miss you so much.
Oh, you have no idea how much I'm gonna miss you.
Me no trust new-fangled time hole.
Me freeze meself to time travel to future.
[Doggie Daddy] Remember, you don't eat any raisins.
[Augie] But I wanna eat the raisins.
No, sweetie, we've been over this.
You can't eat the raisins.
You are so allergic to raisins.
[screams]
Good luck, brave heroes.
[all screaming]
Unga!
[all screaming]
Prepare yourself for the horrors of...
...the future?
[Yogi] Uh,
this robot apocalypse doesn't appear to be too, uh, apocalyptic.
Unga, it honestly seem kind of nice.
Perhaps too nice.
Be on your guard.
[shimmering sound]
Uh, wait, wait, wait.
Aw, come on.
Well... George!
No, Dad.
- Ugh, every time, George. - [watch beeping]
This is why everyone still drives.
- Ha, there we go, right as rain. - [dog panting]
Hello there. We're the Jetsons.
[catchy music plays]
You can't fool us with your catchy theme song,
you fleshy robots!
Robots? What are you talking about?
Well, try to read this.
"I am human."
Oh, is that what this says?
[slowly] We are the welcoming committee.
[in normal voice] Here, I... I've got a little presentation for you all.
It's just, um--
[automated voice] You've only walked 45 steps today.
You're making me sad.
Oh, j... Oh--
[automated voice] Playing Tchaikovsky.
- [classical music playing] - George, no. Just--
No, no, no. I got this.
- Clearly you don't. - [automated voice] Flashlight on?
[both scream]
- My eyes! - I'm blind!
[both screaming]
Oh, my gosh.
You two are such an embarrassment.
Oh, my... [farting]
Elroy, I will end you.
- Oh! Elroy, help. - [screaming]
Okay. All right. It's ready.
Hello, time travelers.
[automated voice] Welcome to the future.
[upbeat music playing]
[slowly] Hello.
You are in the future.
[in normal voice] Unga bunga, me like her.
She speak me language.
[slowly] My name...
Name.
...is Jane Jetson.
This is my family.
- Husband, George. - [in normal voice] Uh, hi.
[slowly] Son, Elroy.
Daughter, Judy.
[in normal voice] Ugh, I deserve to be literally anywhere but here right now.
[slowly] Our dog, Astro.
[barking]
[in normal voice] Ha, he sound just like Doggie Daddy.
Where is he, anyway?
[grunts]
Uh, guys?
- Ah, come on. Where is everybody? - [bird squawks]
Uh...
Oh, no! This ain't the future!
[both] I don't know.
[slowly] Here's a gift basket to welcome you to the future.
It's food.
Tasty.
Oh, boy. Future picnic basket.
[gobbling and grunting]
[burps]
This is not what I expected.
Is this the right time?
- Definitely. - Yeah.
The apocalypse happens soon.
Oh, there you boys are.
Robots. Must destroy robots.
Captain Caveman!
Bash! [grunting]
Well, welcome to the future.
Oh!
You guys must be the great-great-great-great- great-great-great-great-
[inhales] great- great-great-grandbabies of our friends in the past!
Genetics don't work like that.
Welcome, gentlemen, to one year in the future.
One year?
Oh, Yogi, I missed you so much.
It's been awful without you. [groans]
I started hanging out with Peter,
but, oh, man, it did not fill the void.
So, Mayor Huckleberry, what are things like in the future?
How dangerous is it?
Oh, it's not dangerous at all.
In fact, things have never been better.
Hit it, Jetsons.
One, two, three, four!
♪ We've got chrome sidewalks Magnetic roads ♪
♪ Atomic clocks And cool barcodes ♪
♪ The future's looking bright In Jellystone ♪
♪ Self-driving cars On every street ♪
♪ So you can catch up On your sleep ♪
♪ We're very proud To call this place our home ♪
♪ Take a look over here ♪
♪ Hey, isn't that neat? ♪
♪ We've got some roving Trash cans ♪
- ♪ That can clean up The street ♪ - [screams]
Ahh, this ain't the future I think I'm in danger!
How'd I wind up a gladiator?
♪ If you're in pain Have no fear ♪
♪ 'Cause there's no need To wait ♪
♪ A computerized surgeon Will soon operate ♪
[surgeon] Time of death, noon.
Wait, I'm dead?
You see,
when the economy collapsed and fell on top of Jellystone,
we had nowhere to go.
- And that's when Spacely Space Sprockets showed up... - [screaming]
...and rebuilt the town in its own image.
♪ With a future like this Who needs a past? ♪
♪ 'Cause Jellystone's back And it's gonna la-- ♪
- Ah, dang. Off! Off! - ♪ Last, last, last ♪
Watch, off!
- Well, you get the idea. - [Captain Caveman grunting]
I, uh, just have one question.
Do you have any more of those future picnic baskets?
[Yogi munching]
[groaning]
So, you're from the past.
To save you all from the robot uprising, yes.
Here are those refreshments, Mr. J.
Ah, great. Bring them on over here.
[slowly] That is our robot maid, Rosie.
[in normal voice] All this time, and that's all I am to you?
[both gasp] That's her!
Yeah, she said it's the maid.
No, it's the evil robot.
From the future.
The one who destroys Jellystone.
[Rosie] Hors d'oeuvres, anyone?
Killer robot? What are you talking about?
Nah, that's our robot maid Rosie!
She knows everything. She can order anything,
she does all kinds of stuff.
Uh, [chuckles nervously] we need to, uh...
- Oil our... butts. - Yeah.
[both] Uh, bye.
Hey, Rosie, can you pick me up?
Whatever you need, sir.
[gasps] And she's so strong, too.
I try to keep it tight.
[both] Rosie is the evil robot from the future!
She doesn't seem evil to me.
Perhaps a little snarky, but that is no crime.
Please, you have to believe us.
[both] Please!
[El Kabong inhales]
I live by the code of ABC!
Always! Believe! Children!
So yes! We will stop Rosie.
- [toaster dings] - [grunts] Smash!
Me hero! Me stop robot!
That was a toaster.
Quick question. How does one stop a killer robot?
We just have to find the mainframe
that controls them all!
Oh, you're talkin' about Spacely Space Sprockets?
That's where Rosie's mainframe is.
I should know. I work there. [gulps]
So, uh, what are we talkin' about, huh?
Rosie's gonna take over the world.
Everything will be destroyed.
We have to stop her!
Ah! We'll just get Rosie to stop the evil Rosie takeover.
Rosie is the problem. She can't stop herself!
[gasps] Well, if Rosie can't do it, who will?
I can't! Look at these hands.
They're far too delicate!
This is unacceptable.
Come on, let's go to Spacely's.
Ah, I... I... I'm sorry, I got a little loud there.
Rosie usually modulates my indoor voice for me.
- [whirring] - Hey, Rosie, you wanna hear
the worst sound in the world?
- [inhales] - Gonna give these guys a tour of some future stuff.
Be back later. Make sure you take care of Yogi, Rosie.
- My pleasure, sir. - [Jane] Ooh!
[medieval music playing]
Yeah, yep. This doesn't seem right.
[engine whirring]
[George] Ah, we're here! Spacely Space Sprockets.
- [tube whirring] - [sucking]
[whooshing]
We're from the future.
- Oh, yeah, okay. - [Captain Caveman coughs]
[George chuckles] Uh, boss? We have a problem.
[Bobby Louie] There are no problems...
Only solutions.
Bobbie Louie, you are the head of Spacely?
Well, yes. Due to fortuitous market conditions,
I have achieved maximum business.
You have to shut the Rosies down!
Or else the future will be destroyed!
Uh, we're from the future, so it definitely happens.
Uh, boys, let me explain something to you.
We basically have a salesperson in everyone's home.
If we were to shut the Rosies down,
well, gosh!
How will people clean their homes
or order other products?
By mail order?
[creaking]
I can't go back to carrier pigeons!
But what if the Rosies go cuckoo bonkers?
[chuckles] That's impossible.
The design is rock solid.
Every variable has been accounted for.
Nothing could possibly mess them up.
[chuckles] Nothing.
Hey, Rosie, what are you doing?
Cleaning, sir.
Hey, Rosie, tell me a bedtime story.
Once upon a time there was a--
Hey, Rosie, what do you think will happen with the heat death of the universe?
Well, sir, due to the--
[Yogi] Hey, Rosie, what's the difference between white and egg shell?
Well, sir, one is--
Hey, Rosie! Hey, Rosie. Hey, Rosie! Hey! Hey, Rosie! Hey Rosie. Hey!
[Rosie malfunctioning, screaming]
Hey, Rosie, you missed a spot.
[Rosie menacingly] Destruct-O-Mode engaged.
Uh, Rosie, are you okay?
I... I didn't tell you to stop cleaning.
[whirrs] I will take care of you, sir.
Permanently.
[Yogi shuddering]
[alarm blaring]
Oh, no! A Rosie has entered Destruct-O-Mode.
Why would you give them a feature like that?
Oh, you know, you have to add something
so people will always buy the newest model.
[chuckles] Oh, uh-oh!
Why you uh-oh?
It seems destruct-o-Rosie is infecting all the others.
But no worries.
We have a handy-dandy kill switch
that should shut them all down.
Me smash robot! Well, me save future.
No need to thank.
Uh, you just killed the only kill switch.
Do not worry, gang. We may be in the future,
but we will do this the old-fashioned way.
As heroes!
[Bobbie Louie] Uh, please don't break any of the products.
No promises.
[all screaming]
[distorted] I will destroy you, sir.
As soon as I clean up.
- [beeps] Destruct-O-Mode engaged. - [Wally Gator shudders]
Rosie, you know I have abandonment issues.
[Rosies] Destruct-O-Mode! Destruct-O-Mode!
- Destruct-O-Mode! - Destruct-O-Mode!
I don't know what could have gotten Rosie so upset,
we were getting along great!
[vacuum whirring]
[crying]
I wanted to be taller, but not like this!
And so Kaitlin was all, like, "Nuh-uh."
And I was like, "Yuh-huh."
And then she was like, "Nun-uh."
Judy, honey, this is the end of the world.
Please spend time with your family.
Stop, Mom. You're embarrassing me!
[Mildew Wolf screaming]
[tube whirring]
[Ruff and Reddy] Oh, no!
[Reddy] The robot apocalypse has already begun.
What do we do now?
Well, a Rosie's battery should only last four hours.
So all we have to do is wait for them to run out.
[indistinct screaming]
- Yeah, we should go help them now. - Unga, yeah!
- [indistinct screaming] - Okay,
time to un-pocalypse this apocalypse.
[Bobbie Louie yells]
[upbeat music playing]
[El Kabong] Kabong!
Smash! Smash! Smash!
I'm going to vacuum your blood, sir.
Uh, but I need my blood.
Unhand that iguana man!
I'm an alligator.
[chuckling]
- [grunting] Drop the lizard! - Alligator!
For what, George? We both know you have baby hands.
You asked for this.
[grunts]
Oh, no! I do have baby hands!
- [Rosie laughing] - [Ruff and Reddy] George! We got this.
- You missed. - [Wally Gator] Oh!
Actually, they didn't.
Man hands!
- [Peter Potamus screams] - Kabong! Fear not, citizen.
Ah! My house.
- [Captain Caveman] Bonk! - [George] Punch!
[El Kabong] Kabong!
[all screaming, shuddering]
I'm sorry, guys. It looks like this is the end!
I always figured, I'd get crushed by a boulder.
[shattering]
[gasps] He's here.
- Daddy! - You robots are gonna regret
even lookin' at my precious little angel.
It's Daddy time!
[grunts] Spaghetti slam!
Take this!
[El Kabong] Kabong!
Smash!
Man hands!
[Astro growling]
Well, I think that was the last of them.
[sinister music playing]
That's not very nice, sirs.
[gasps] Oh, no!
[Rosies] We're going to teach you a lesson, sirs.
I'm sorry my friends, but it seems we have failed.
Me also sorry that me plug up toilet at George's house.
- You what? - [Captain Caveman grunts]
And I'm sorry I never got a last meal.
Uh, where are my wife and kids?
Hey, Rosie, can you make me a milkshake?
[Rosie grumbles] Of course, sir!
Thanks, Rosie. [slurps]
I do not understand.
[Reddy gasps] Of course.
[Ruff] Wait. Destruct-O-Mode doesn't negate Rosie's base function!
To be an amazing maid and take care of all of us.
That's it. That's how we will stop her.
Everyone, tell Rosie to do something.
Hey, Rosie. Mind being a dear
and organize this yearly budget for me?
If I must.
Oops! Doesn't feel nice now, does it?
Hey, Rosie. Can you tell my dating profile pic is slightly edited?
[whistling]
Hey, Rosie. Feed me like a baby bird.
[mimics baby bird]
Oh, it's working. Their batteries are being worn down.
Everybody, keep it up!
Hey, Rosie, solve this series of gruesome crimes.
Hey, Rosie, will you read my screenplay?
Uh, yeah.
[all clamoring] Hey, Rosie! Hey, Rosie...
[Yogi slurping]
- [squeaking] - Hey, Rosie.
[Rosie] Yes, sir?
Hey, Rosie. How many holes does a straw have?
[Rosies malfunctioning]
[Rosies] Ouch!
We did it, the Rosies are defeated.
We saved the future!
[all cheering]
[crowd cheering]
Thanks, so much for saving us from the robot apocalypse.
Even though, it was technically Yogi's fault.
♪ Well, when the future Was in danger... ♪
Sorry, Huck. We don't have enough time left in the episode
for another musical number.
Oh, thank goodness.
So, what are you going to do now that the Rosies are gone.
What? No, no, no. We're keeping the Rosies.
I mean, I'm not gonna turn on my own lights.
The occasional robot apocalypse is totally worth the convenience.
- Makes sense to me. - [Boo Boo] Wait, Yogi.
You've been gone a whole year.
Oh, I miss you. [cries]
Ugh! This Boo Boo's kinda clingy.
Let's get outta here. [grunts]
Goodbye, my lazy friends.
Me anger issues resolved now.
Gotta get back to my Augie.
[all grunting]
Welcome back to the present, fellers.
So, tell me everything. How'd it go?
We saved future!
[trumpet plays note]
Okay, so make sure you do not start a company called "Spacely Space Sprockets."
- You should-- - Uh, aren't you gonna say how much you missed me?
Ugh, Yogi, come on. You're being kinda clingy.
You've only been gone for like 20 minutes.
[Captain Caveman munching]
So, like, where's your dad at?
Oh, he's probably on some top secret future daddy mission.
- [spooky music playing] - Somebody get me off this crazy thing.
[theme music playing]