Spacely: Jetson, where are you going?
George: To Cogswell Cogs to see about a job.
Spacely: You mean you'd work for Cogswell after all this? You'd forget your pride and go crawling to him for a job? You'd do that for a few measly dollars a week?
George: Uh-huh! (runs out)
Spacely: Wait for me, Jetson! I'll go with you! (also runs off)