Original subtitles

[instrumental music]

[theme song]

♪ Whenever there's a crime or trouble ♪

♪ That no one can solve at all it seems ♪

♪ That's when they come and on the double ♪

♪ Sylvester and Tweety Mysteries ♪

♪ It might be day or night whenever ♪

♪ Conditions are right for them to flee ♪

♪ Somehow it all still fits together ♪

♪ Sylvester and Tweety Mysteries ♪

♪ If there's a full moon ♪

♪ An old house with rotten stairs ♪

♪ Just look around you ♪

♪ Chances are we'll be there ♪

♪ Some day I'll eat that darn canary ♪

♪ And then I'll be happy yes siree ♪

♪ But Hector thinks you should be wary ♪

♪ Sylvester and Tweety mysteries ♪

♪ The chase goes on with each new mission ♪

♪ With backdrops a-plenty globally ♪

♪ And through it all they're in contention ♪

♪ Sylvester and Tweety ♪

♪ Mysteries ♪♪

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[tribal music]

[chanting in foreign language]

[chanting in foreign language]

[chanting in foreign language]

Ha!

The Tiki! It's gone!

(female #1) 'Oh, and I was..'

[indistinct chatter]

[instrumental music]

What in heavens name am I doing here?

Cowabunga, puddy!

Catch a wave!

I just wanna catch a bird!

This surfing's not so tempestuous after all.

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splash

Surf's up!

Oh, aren't vacations relaxing?

Nice curl, puddy.

Oh my, I just love the Hawaiian islands.

We must remember to send poor Hector a postcard

at the doggy boarding pound.

(male #1) 'Your Tiki surprise, ma'am.'

Oh, b-b-but this isn't a Tiki mug.

Oh, sorry, ma'am. All out of the Tiki mugs.

Oh, what happened?

Here. I get this question often.

(male #1) 'We were renowned for our Tiki mug collection.'

'To press the plunger, please.'

'Until one day last week'

'when all the Tiki mugs disappeared.'

'To press the plunger, please?'

'Then, Tikis all over the island..'

- 'To press the..' - 'I know.'

'...started to vanish.'

How do you like that?

Oh, it's just not the same.

slurp

splat

Ah, this is the life!

Two can play this game.

(Sylvester) 'Oh, snug.'

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Huh!

Hey! No animals on the beach!

'And, stay out!'

Oh! Oh!

♪ Awoha away awoha away ♪

♪ Ta ra ra ra ra raa ra ♪♪

[gasps]

Oh! Shark! Shark!

[whirring]

splat

Sheesh! Now, doesn't that just beat all.

[teeth chattering]

[blows raspberry]

Nyah, nyah!

[screaming]

snap

pop

hiss

splash

[grunting]

[panting] Being seafood doesn't agree with me.

Check out that surfing canary!

Man, he's good!

- Look at the form on that guy! - 'Oh, wow.'

(all) 'Oh! Ah!'

[instrumental music]

Oh! Birdy overboard!

splash

[coughing]

Lifeguard, comin' through! Stand aside, please.

chomp

Can't you read? Don't feed the fish!

thud

Oh, what an adorable bird.

[indistinct chatter]

[laughs]

[Tarzan call]

Et cetera et cetera.

thud

Oh, puddy tat dying to eat me.

Surely, a place called the Tiki hut

should have Tikis.

But if this is the Tiki hut

where are all the Tikis?

Eh, somebody cleaned us out.

Got a swell coconut shell here

that's a spitting image of Ed Ames for 20 bucks.

(male #3) 'Tikis? Sorry, all mine just disappeared.'

(Granny) 'Oh, don't tell me.'

Tikis.. All out of Tikis.

Sorry. This week's shipment was stolen.

- Found one! - What?

- I mean.. - I'll take it.

Oh. my. I'm going to be late for the big luau.

I come all the way to the Hawaiian islands

and there are no Tikis.

Oh, how tacky.

woosh

Astigmatism.

Sylvester? Tweety.

Phew! I thought we'd never dig you out of that beach sand.

thud

Tonight's luau cancelled due to lack of Tiki.

Oh, flibbity-jibbit!

It's a wonder they get any tourists at all anymore.

Oh, well. At least I got me a Tiki.

I'll bet it's the last one on the island.

And, I bought these lovely Puka shells too!

Huh! My Tiki!

Follow that monkey!

whoosh

screech

Follow those Puka shells!

screech

(Granny) 'My heavens, this Puka shell trail is headed right up'

'to the rim of that big low volcano.'

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(Granny) 'Don't flood the motor now. Stay with him!'

'He's headed into the jungle.'

'We'll never find him in this thick foliage.'

(Granny) 'Don't worry, boys.'

While we were racing around the island

our nice cab driver, Harry Chin here and I

hatched a plan.

[blowing a conch]

Luau!

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[chanting in tribal language]

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[car alarm blaring]

Oh! Let me out of here.

[grunting]

Ha! Caught you both red-handed!

Make your own jokes, people.

Granny, meet Carmen Verandah.

Local merchant and Tiki thief extraordinaire.

She's been lifting and hoarding

all the South seas Tikis to sell in exclusive

mainland shops on Melrose.

We've been on her trail for months!

I knew he was really a cop.

No cab driver would take a volcano wim that slow!

Thanks, Granny. You're a real classy kahuna.

Book 'em, Chin-o!

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