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[theme song]
♪ Whenever there's a crime or trouble ♪
♪ That no one can solve that 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 wook 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 ♪
(woman on P.A.) 'Welcome to Tokyo international airport.'
(man on P.A.) 'Mr. Paul Freleng, please report to the information desk.'
(Granny) 'Where's my nephew Paul Freleng?'
He promised to meet our flight.
Whoop!
[grunts]
Sylvester!
Boys, boys, those aren't our bags.
[grumbling]
Maybe Paul's late because his college studies
have been keeping him up nights.
Oh, college boy.
[whistles]
[indistinct chatter]
[instrumental music]
Come on, boys, let's get a cab.
[horns honking]
(man on TV) 'This late-breaking story.'
'Exclusive amateur video reveals that Mungbean'
'ancient scourge of our city, has returned.'
[growls]
Now, that's one big bean.
That'll be 4,000 yen.
Oh, goodness.
Eh, eh, will you take a check?
I'd like to check out of this carrier.
So this is 23B.
Paul's digs are nicer than I thought.
No, lady, that's 23A.
23B is next door.
(Granny) 'Well, I guess college students have to live.'
Poor dear. He must be hitting the books pretty hard.
[laughing]
[doorbell rings]
It's got a gweat beat, but can you dance to it?
I may never dance again
if I don't get out of here soon.
Ah, hi, Aunt Granny.
Paul, didn't you get the letter about my visit?
Um, that was this week?
Seven years of college.
Yeah.
You're a nice doggie.
[panting]
Um, you can come in if you want.
Oh, my.
Yes, it is rather impressive, isn't it?
Oh, I almost forgot about poor Sylvester.
Here, kitty.
[panting]
Huh?
Ah, Aunt Granny, come and see my great view of the city.
If you stand just here and look through those pajamas
and between those two buildings
you can see the lights of the city.
Right there.
Hmm..
[screams]
Ah, Aunt Granny, I appear to have injured my foot.
Ohh. How annoying.
[vacuum cleaner whirring]
[laughing]
Isn't that great?
Mm-hmm.
[laughing]
Oh, gracious, Paul
all you have in your fridge
are 11 jars of mayonnaise.
Oh. I always think I'm gonna run out.
[sniffs] Ew!
Well, all the same.
'I think I'd best run out'
'and pick up a few things.'
Great. I've already got a shopping list started.
You've got to be kidding me, Paul.
Don't you worry, Tweety.
You'll be safe from Sylvester out here
while Granny goes shopping.
And you behave while I'm gone.
Now, Paul, mind the pets while I'm away.
Make sure the cat stays off the balcony.
I'll be back soon.
Toodle-oo!
Ah, toodle-oo, Aunt Granny.
Oh, what did she say about the cat?
[growls] I don't know.
Oh, yes. Put the cat on the balcony.
Um, here, kitty, kitty.
Gee, how'd he know?
Now, this is a litter box.
Ahh.
[growls]
[screams]
[instrumental music]
Hey. That's a collector's item. I-I collected it.
This is Resinhead from the 1962 classic
"Revenge Of The Resin People."
Ohh.
And they call me a birdbwain.
Two can play that game.
[whistles]
[growling]
[instrumental music]
[yelps]
That's far too valuable.
You'll have to play with something else.
[instrumental music]
(male #1) 'Check it out, compadre. Check it out, compadre.'
Seventy dollars for head cleaners?
Oh, Paul should use this on his own head.
(man on TV) 'Yet another sighting of the terrifying Mungbean'
'as captured on exclusive amateur video footage.'
[growls]
Sorry, but I only have six of these.
You'll really like this next cartoon.
It's a classic.
[instrumental music]
[laughing]
Sorry, Paul.
I could only get
seven cans of turkey chili.
Oh, my.
My goodness, what happened here?
Ah, I don't notice anything out of place.
(man on TV) 'Now the latest on our Mungbean watch.'
'There has been yet another sighting of the scary Mungbean'
'seen here on amateur video.'
'Today it broke something.'
You know, I hardly like to mention it
but it looks like that monster is, eh, limping.
Ah, really?
[instrumental music]
This Mungbean monster is really hot.
'Look, The Village Boiler features'
'a full two-page color spread.'
[gulps] Um, candy, aunt granny?
Ah, no, thanks.
I have some, uh, errands to run.
[knock on door]
Your free refill, sir.
Cool. Ah, thanks.
[slurping]
[instrumental music]
[laughing]
[monster roars on record]
Wow, Aunt Granny, what's for dinner?
Humble pie.
Um, what's that?
Exhibit A, beach sand from where
the Mungbean monster allegedly arose.
There were no signs of footprints in the sand.
Exhibit B, a measurement of the building
the monster allegedly knocked over.
It couldn't possibly have fallen
'without taking out the surrounding structures.'
Exhibit C, A note from a doctor
stating that the monster's limp
appears to be from a stress-related fracture
of the right leg, just like yours, Paul.
What's that?
Your dry cleaning.
I see they couldn't get the turkey chili stains out.
That's a confession!
Alright, I admit it.
I see now that I was wrong.
People could have been hurt, property damaged.
But you do have to admit, it was pretty cool.
In most cases of public mischief
the sentence is 200 hours of community service.
A proverbial slap on the wrist.
Community service?
Ah, wait a minute.
[instrumental music]
[indistinct chatter]
[growling]
Ah-hoo!
(Granny) 'Yoo-hoo!'
Well, Paul, you've almost finished serving
your 200 hours of community service.
I know.
That's why I signed up for another 5,000 hours.
Well, what do ya know?
You can teach an old college boy new twicks.
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