Original subtitles

[theme music]

♪ Whenever there's a crime or trouble ♪

♪ That no one can solve at all it seems ♪

♪ That's when they come in 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 ♪

♪ Someday 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 aplenty globally ♪

♪ And through it all they're in contention ♪

♪ Sylvester and Tweety ♪

♪ Mysteries ♪♪

[instrumental music]

(Sylvester) Oaxaca, Mexico.

Where we just happened, wouldn't you know it, to be

during the annual day of the dead celebration. Ew.

(Hector) Oh!

[instrumental music]

Isn't this fascinating?

More like t-t-terrifying.

[music continues]

El bueno gato.

[screams]

[music continues]

aah

If any hombre can find us good seats

I imagine the grand marshal can.

[chuckles]

Where's the mayor?

Where's my lunch?

[screams]

Are you the mayor?

Pedro Dias, event organizer.

The parade is starting and the mayor is missing.

Something like this may come as a big surprise to you

but it happens to us every week around this time.

[crowd cheering]

[upbeat music]

(Pedro) 'It's a 200-year-old tradition for the mayor'

to reign over the day of the dead.

(Granny) '"This is a ransom note.'

'"I have the mayor.'

'One million pesos."'

(Pedro) 'The fiesta is ruined'

'without Mayor Abel Valenzuela.'

[band music]

No! Not yet!

Uh, we'd be glad to help, Pedro.

Muchas gracias, Senora Granny.

Hmm, we're in Mexico

but he sure was wushing.

sniff sniff sniff

Good boy, Hector!

[groaning]

[instrumental music]

ah

(Granny) 'Our culprit's not only a kidnapper'

he ruined a lovely magazine.

And he's delayed a lovely canary taco.

Hasta la vista,Tweety.

[grunts]

[giggles]

Oh, yuck! What a dirty windshield.

Wah-hoo.

[grunting]

[screams]

Ooh, you don't want to eat me

today of all days, puddy.

Or my spirit will return to haunt you.

[grunts]

Crazy cat. Well, let him sleep.

Looks like we're going to a town picnic.

Vamonos!

[instrumental music]

Hector!

[groans]

[screams]

swoosh

crash

[groaning]

[groaning]

[all screaming]

Puddy makes enough ruckus to waise the dead.

crash

Coming, mother.

[instrumental music]

slurp slurp slurp

Elvis has weft the building.

My, someone left their food

drinks, even the tuna salad.

But who?

Mayor Abel Valenzuela.

Not yet, fellas!

Oh, such nice boys.

Oh, dear me. Look!

'Skeletal footprints.'

And they lead straight to the mayor's picnic.

How "X-Files."

[up-tempo music]

A buwwito a day keeps the puddy away.

All this picnic talk has got me famished

for tortilla con Tweety.

Ha!

chomp

Hmm?

boom

hiss

(Sylvester) 'Fire! Water!'

'Water! Water, water, water!'

[screaming]

(Granny) Oh, fiddlesticks.

One of us will just have to go in there and find that skeleton.

The man's disappearance has suddenly

become a very gwave matter.

[screaming]

[gasping] Water! Agua!

[grunts]

[instrumental music]

Oh, no!

I'm in cartoon Hades!

More than usual.

splash

[instrumental music]

whoosh

[music continues]

splash

thud thud

(both) You red-nosed freak of nature!

whirr whirr

squeak

pop

pop

boing

boing

boing

boing

hiss

[band music]

vroom

burp

swish

vroom

chomp

hiss

whirr whirr

spoot spoot

Phew! Must be somethin' I thought I ate.

thud

boing

[music continues]

[evil laugh]

I thought I thaw a puddytat.

[gasp]

[screams]

thud thud

[groaning] It's el grande Tweety!

Now why would a skeleton need pesos?

[screaming]

[teeth chattering]

Sylvester, too much catnip makes a flitty kitty.

whoosh

[carnival music]

My! What festive offers to the dead.

This is the happiest gwaveyard on earth.

[Sylvester screams]

[mumbles]

crash crash crash

Ay chihuahua!

Mercy, that skeleton wants to put

the kibosh on our kitty.

crash

We needed one more big quest. Dwon't you think?

crash

Now to unmask our bandito.

Gracias!

[gasps] Why..

You're Mayor Abel Valenzuela!

[band music]

Not yet.

Someone conked me on the cabeza

and I woke up dressed like this.

Hmm..

[instrumental music]

[crowd cheering]

Ah-ha!

Phony footprints, a kidnapping..

All so you could ride in the parade.

I was always the event planner.

But never the parade celebrity.

Well, you'll be getting plenty of attention

where you're going.

(male announcer) 'Domos en caballeros!'

'The grand marshal of the day of the dead festival'

'Mayor Abel Valenzuela!'

[band music]

I told you we'd know where to find the best seats.

[giggles]

Puddy, there's nothing to fear but fear itself.

Phew!

[screams]

Except for your fwiendly neighborhood Tweety bird.

[chuckles]

[theme music]