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[instrumental music]

[theme music]

♪ 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 wook awound you ♪

♪ Chances are we'll be there ♪

♪ Someday I'll eat that darn canary ♪

♪ And then I'll be happy yessiree ♪

♪ But Hector thinks you should be wary ♪

♪ Sylvester and Tweety mysteries ♪

♪ The chase goes on with each new mission ♪

♪ With backdrops aplenty, globally ♪

♪ And through it all they're in contention ♪

♪ Sylvester and Tweety ♪

♪ Mysteries ♪

[instrumental music]

(Sylvester) Ah, Paris in the spring.

Love is in the air.

[sniffing] And something else is, too.

P.U.

[clamoring]

Mesdames et messieurs, it is my great pleasure

to announce this year's line of Valentine's Day perfumes.

(all) Ooh!

[audience exclaiming]

(crowd) Ahh!

[crowd exclaiming]

Bon sniffatete.

Ewww!

Oof!

[sniffing] Zut odor!

[clamoring]

[crowd groaning]

[grunting]

Thank you, Madame Granny

for helping us in our hour of need.

Oh, ho ho. It's the least I could do.

A tragedy, no?

I ask you, what is a Frenchman without his perfume?

Alone?

[sniffing]

Go get 'em, boy.

We'll solve this case in one stout whiff.

Or maybe not.

chomp chomp

Well, even a super-sleuth needs to eat.

Eh, uh, uh, garcon.

(male 1) 'May I suggest a croissant'

'or perhaps a crepe suzette?'

I'd prefer a nice canary under glass.

Check, please.

[humming]

There is something vewy fishy about that waiter.

Oh, ho ho. How nice.

Hah!

Aha. A prime suspect.

thud thud

Come back here, you little bon bon.

Oof!

[groaning]

[mellow music]

I lose more accordions that way.

Mmm.. Mm-mm-mm!

[Granny smacks lips]

[Granny chuckling]

Snails? Eww!

What? Why, a mime. How wonderful.

So cat-like.

'Just like a real kitty.'

I don't think I'm gonna wike this.

Whoop!

Bravo!

(male 2) Arretez! Unthiefdu pussycat?

[Sylvester groans]

[sniffing]

Oh, my goodness!

The Eiffel Tower is magnificent.

Ooh! I've always wanted to tour the Eiffel Tower.

[slurp]

Funny, I've always wanted

to dine at the top of the Eiffel Tower.

[dramatic music]

[squeaking]

Ah, finis!

Now to blow this stench out of Paris.

Oui.And over to England where it belongs.

[laughing]

England!

Ooh! What a spectacular view.

Whoop!

[groans]

Oh, puddy!

[fan whirs]

[screams]

Puddy's gone with the wind.

Oof! Yeech! Yike!

Eeuch! Ooh!

[screams]

[glass shatters]

Uhh!

Uh-oh. The poor puddy weached a dead end.

[moaning]

[screams]

Ooh! Eeuch! Yike! Yaah!

[screams]

Stop the suction already!

Waah!

Duh, 1 o'clock.

Time to ring, duh, lebell.

[bells toll]

[moaning]

Sanctuary!

[whistling]

Yeow!

Turn it off!

There. That's better.

[gulp] Yikes. Aah!

splash

[coughing]

Ah. Certainement.

Eh? What do you think?

Brilliant, non?

[coughs]

What?

I need no opinions

from flea-bitten hairballs.

[blows raspberry]

[sniffing]

[barking]

(Granny) 'That stinky stranger must be inside.'

[crowd cheering]

Ooh-la-la.

[whistles] Now, this is what I call sightseeing.

Aha. A delicious distraction.

Ooh, he is so cute.

I must have him for my very own.

[dancers screaming]

- I saw him first! - Back off, Gigi!

Wadies, pwease!

There's pwenty of me to go awound.

No dancers can can-can in on my feathered fowl.

[panting]

The perfect disguise.

Fifi, next time you are late

it will be ze guillotine for sure.

'Now get out zere and dance!'

[applause]

I tawt I taw a puddy cat!

I did! I did!

[barking]

aha! There's our stinker.

[sniffing]

Pepe le pew? Why?

Zeanswer is obvious,non?

To share my sweet smell of love

I replaced every drop of perfume in France

with my eau de pew.

It's my valentine to ze masses.

I don't know how to tell you this

but not everyone's keen on your fwagwance.

In your humble opinion.

But beauty is in zenose of zebeholder.

- Non? - Yeah.

That's why everyone's beholding their noses.

But where's the weal perfume?

I shall never reveal I hid zeperfume

in zeold chocolate factory.

So, you hid it in the chocolate factory?

Zut alors!

I have been duped.

[mellow music]

Come on, boys, we can still save Valentine's Day.

Rrrr!

(male 3) Granny and her boys saved Valentine's Day.

Pepe le pew was sentenced to 90 days

in a deodorant factory.

Love stinks, non?

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