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 & Tweety Mysteries ♪

♪ It might be day or night whenever ♪

♪ Conditions are right for them to flee ♪

♪ Somehow it all still fits together ♪

♪ Sylvester & 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 sirree ♪

♪ But Hector thinks you should be wary ♪

♪ Sylvester & Tweety Mysteries ♪

♪ The chase goes on with each new mission ♪

♪ With backdrops aplenty globally ♪

♪ And through it all they're in contention ♪

♪ Sylvester & Tweety ♪

♪ Mysteries ♪♪

[instrumental music]

(Granny) 'We can thank the old Nash for getting us through this'

'nasty weather without a hitch, boys.'

'A real workhorse, alright.'

[Sylvester whimpering]

(Granny) 'What's the matter, boys? Hungry?'

[wind howls]

Welcome to hamburger on a Bunyan Restaurant there.

Four for lunch, then? Right this way.

'I hope you got a good set of snow tires there'

'cause the snow's getting pretty deep outside, huh?

Oh, the old Nash gets through everything.

'I'm lucky to have it.'

And I'll have the fricassee.

Yah? A Nash, eh?

Oh, yah, that's a great automobile.

- You betcha. - Granny?

- Yes? - It's me, Ducky Wheeze.

Grover Cleveland High's team mascot. The mallards.

[weak honk] Remember?

Well, Ducky Wheeze. Of course, I remember.

Ya do? Yah?

Yeah.

- Yah? - Yeah.

- 'Hee-hee-hee-hee!' - 'Yah?'

- 'Yeah.' - 'Yeah?'

- 'Yeah.' - 'Yah?'

- 'Yeah.' - 'Yah?'

- 'Yeah.' - Whew!

This is making me dizzy.

screech

Ulp!

Aww. You're all tense, Mr. Puddy Tat.

- Yah? - Yeah.

So, you have your own business now.

Oh, yah. It's doin' real good there.

Uh, speaking of which, I gotta get back and make a phone call.

You know, the wheels of commerce and all that.

Good-bye, then.

Uh-uh..

Uh, go, Mallards!

[honks weakly]

Ooh. That puddy just won't give up.

Hah! Uhh!

Huh?

What's the matter, puddy, car got your tongue?

- Uhh! - Hee-hee-hee!

[engine sputtering]

Uhh..

Uhh! Ulp!

[groaning]

[slurping]

Mmm! These Minnesotans sure know how to make

a good root beer float.

Oh, my gosh! Somebody just stole Granny's car.

- Whoa! - Ohh! Ohh! Ohh..

[tweeting]

- Goodness, Tweety, what is it? - Aah!

[tweeting]

Whoa! Aaa-aah-aah!

- Oh! Ohh...aah! - Ohh!

Quick, boys, follow that car!

[Hector panting]

I've always wanted to say that.

Don't you think you should be payin' your check there, ma'am?

Oh, wh-why, of course. I have it right here.

Hee-hee-hee! I-I seem to have left my money in my car

and, ha-ha, and my car was just stolen.

Oh, yah. That can happen.

Ooh-aah!

Ohh...ohh.. Whoa!

[whimpering]

Ooh-ooh aah. Aah-aah-ahh!

- Whoa! - Yaahh!

Waaahh! Ah!

[crashing]

Huh?

Ha-ha.

[gulp]

[engine roaring]

gulp

[sighing]

crash

[engine sputtering]

[tires screech]

Duh...now we wait for the boss to call, right, Rocky?

Shut up with the chitchat.

Ah, okay, boss.

Hey, Rocky.

Button your lip already.

I'm goin' in to get some shuteye.

squeak

- 'Yiii!' - Ah-aah!

What is with all the racket?

[chuckling] Huh-huh-huh-huh.

Duh...it's a puddy tat, Rocky.

I could see that, Mugsy.

Okay. The cat could stay

'cause cats is such peaceful and quiet-type creatures.

And I want peace and quiet!

[porcelain clinks]

Milk?

[gags] Jeez, I'd rather have

some bicarbonate of s-s-soda.

Something I ate doesn't exactly agree with me.

[hiccupping]

[static on radio]

♪ La la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la ♪

(Rocky) I thought I told youse I wanted quiet.

(Mugsy) Ooh! Uhh!

Duh...gee, what'd I do?

[snoring]

[hiccupping]

[radio static]

♪ Oh my darlin' oh my darlin' oh my darlin'.. ♪♪

I told youse to quit singin'.

Uhh!

[dishes clanking]

Well, at least I can take comfort in knowing

my trusted pets are on the case.

[Hector sniffing]

Huh? Ahh!

[instrumental music]

[Mugsy snoring]

[hiccupping]

[radio static]

(radio announcer) 'And now we return to "Homicide Playhouse."'

[siren on radio]

(policeman on radio) 'Okay, boys, we got you surrounded!'

'Come out with your hands up!'

- Jiggers, Mugsy. The cops. - Duh...run for it!

(policeman on radio) 'Crime never pays for the likes of you criminal scum!'

Well, there goes my meal ticket.

(radio announcer) 'We interrupt this program to bring you this news bulletin.'

'A reward has been offered'

'for the return of the Nash Metropolitan convertible'

'stolen earlier today.'

Reward? Hmm.

[sniffing]

screech

screech

Yah, looks like you paid your debt there.

You're free to go. Come again.

Right.

[gasp] The Nash!

The Nash? Well, heck, what's it doin' back here?

I thought I told my boys to steal that thing.

What do you mean by that, Ducky?

Oh, uh, uh, did I say Nash?

I mean, uh, mash, uh..

(Granny) '"Ducky Wheeze Pizza Restaurant?"'

'What is this all about?'

I did it! I had my boys Rocky and Mugsy swipe the Nash.

I, I needed something extra

to haul business into my pizza place there

and your Nash was it.

[wind howls]

Well, he probably should have

used the talking cat instead, yah?

(radio announcer) 'And that little boy grew up to be..'

'...Paul Bunyan.'

'And now you know the rest'

'of the legend.'

'Goodnight.'

Ooh. Now I've heard everything.

Yah!

[theme music]