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 ♪

♪ 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 a-plenty globally ♪

♪ And through it all they're in contention ♪

♪ Sylvester and Tweety ♪

♪ Mysteries ♪♪

[instrumental music]

(Sylvester) Bath England.

Where they make bathtubs.

Bath towels. Bath mats.

And even, yes, you guessed it.

Bird bath.

[chirping]

Brrr! I freeze my little tootsies.

This one is too cold.

Yeow! This one is too hot.

Take your time, Tweety.

I want you to be happy with your birthday present.

[bell rings]

Goodness gracious. The customer service here is for the birds.

[laughing] Oh, my.

Sufferin' succotash.

Granny only celebrated my birthday once.

[instrumental music]

(Granny) 'Happy birthday, Sylvester.'

'It's a little playmate for you.'

[gasps]

Oh, boy! Oh, boy!

A birthday present all for me.

Let me at 'em.

Hello. I'm only three and a half weeks old.

Yum! A canary cake.

Sylvester!

Until you learn to play nice

that's the last birthday present you'll ever get.

Yeah, you bad old putty tat. Pfft!

Perhaps I can throw the little delicacy

a surprise party of my own.

[dramatic music]

(Sylvester) 'Birthday present for Tweety.'

A present? Now who could this be from?

[screaming]

Intruder.

Huh?

Intruder.

[instrumental music]

Sheesh!

[music continues]

Why, this factory appears to be completely automated.

Oh, dear, the owner is gone, too.

What's going on here?

Intruder.

Oh, my!

And what my little hi-tech fellow do you want?

- 'Intruder.' - 'Goodness!'

Huh?

- Intruder. Intruder. Intruder. - Put me down.

Ooh!

- Intruder. - Huh?

[groaning]

[plop]

[instrumental music]

(Sylvester) 'Singing telegram for a birthday bird named Tweety.'

Oh, that's me!

[clears throat]

[tooting]

♪ Happy birthday happy birthday ♪

♪ Tweety pie Tweety pie ♪

♪ First I wanna greet you then I wanna eat you ♪

♪ Yum yum yum ♪

♪ Yum yum yum ♪♪

Where'd I go? Where'd I go?

[laughing]

Time for a nap.

[snoring]

- Intruder. - You again?

Listen, bub, why are you following me?

Hmm? Hey!

Let me go! Put me down.

Help! Help!

[instrumental music]

Sheesh!

[alarm blaring]

Oh, I like this room.

Now where am I?

[gasps] Oh!

I've got birdie vision.

Hey, who put out the lights?

[music continues]

Whee! This is some thrill ride.

[Sylvester screaming]

[instrumental music]

[whimpering]

Say, now what more could a birdie desire?

This birthday keeps getting better and better

I thought I saw a Granny bird bath.

- Help! - I did!

I did saw a Granny bird bath.

[whining]

And a Hector bird bath, too.

I don't recognize him.

Hi, I'm Tweety.

And today is my birthday.

I guess you didn't hear me.

I am the birthday boy.

[Sylvester chuckling]

Ooh!

There's more than one way

to make friends.

I'm Tweety.

[groaning]

I'm Tweety.

[whirring]

[zapping]

Ooh! He don't play very nice.

Phew. This party is wearing me out.

[Sylvester grunting]

That's funny. I thought I heard a putty tat.

I did I hear a putty tat.

Whatcha doing in there, putty?

[muffled screaming]

[splash]

Why, it is you, you old putty you.

I'll have you out of there in no time.

[tapping]

Ooh! That smarts.

Hmm. This may take perseverance.

[dramatic music]

[Sylvester screaming]

[Sylvester groaning]

(Sylvester) 'Oh, no. Not dynamites.'

'No, no! No, no, no..'

[dramatic music]

[explosion]

It's time for drastic measures.

[instrumental music]

This could get messy.

[meowing]

[meowing]

[explodes]

[chomping]

Now for Granny and Hector.

There. That ought to do it.

It's show time!

[burps]

[alarm blaring]

Intruder. Intruder.

Hey, Andromeda. Come and get me.

What's the matter, Zeno Klinker?

Too big for ya?

[beeping]

Remove intruder, remove intruder.

Nuts and bolts, that's what you are.

[crash]

Mostly nuts.

Woah, putty, woah!

Wo-o-oah!

Woah!

Woah!

[crash]

[crash]

Strike!

Hm?

We're free at last, Hector.

Free at last.

[vehicles honking]

[honking]

[burps]

♪ For he's a jolly good Tweety ♪

♪ That nobody can deny ♪♪

(Granny) 'Blow out the candles, Tweety.'

[blows]

(all) Hurray!

Well, well, it was this little over achiever

who was behind our mystery all along.

All that our mechanical friend needed

was a little tinkering to his servos and super magneto.

Now he's as good as new.

Affirmative.

[chomping]

Huh?

Granny, you solved another mystery.

And from the looks of it, your Tweety bird

'likes his complementary birthday bird bath.'

Ah! This one is just right.

By the way, you've been very nice about all the mess

we've caused solving this case.

Especially that big gaping hole in the warehouse wall.

[chuckles] Not to worry.

It'll all be fixed up in no time.

'Besides, you were very nice to loan us your kitty cat.'

Birthday cake?

No, thanks, I'm on a diet.

Sheesh!

[theme music]