Original subtitles

[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 wook awound you ♪

♪ Chances are we'll be there ♪

♪ Someday I'll eat that darn canary ♪

♪ And then I'll be happy yessirree ♪

♪ 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) What, you might well ask, are we doing in Amsterdam?

Solving another mind-bending mystery

in some foreign locale? Hardly.

Granny has a thing for ugly, old windmill figurines

and she's here to bid on one.

[gagging]

What's that awful scent?

It's familiar, but I can't seem to place it.

But I have a mystery of my own to solve

what's for lunch?

Ahh. Mystery solved.

Ahh. This'll do.

[grunting]

Whoa-oh!

Puddy's got a Napoleonic compwex.

No wonder Napoleon blew it at Waterloo.

Good thing I had this installed last week.

Aha!

Huh? What the..

How the heck did he get outta there?

Next, we have a..

Yugh! A windmill.

Do I hear...five cents?

I have five cents. Do I hear ten?

- Ooh! - 'Ten cents.'

(Granny) 'Oh! It's that Madame Pamplemousse.'

'I'd know her awful perfume anywhere.'

We have ten cents.

- Do I hear 15? - '15.'

- Fifteen. Do I hear 20? - '20.'

Oh, dear. I'm a few cents short of that last bid.

(male auctioneer) 'Going once... going twice..'

Ah!

Double that last offer.

Sold! To the little old lady with the questionable taste.

[grunts]

Oh, what a lovely day

for a trip through the Amsterdam Canals.

[grunts]

Unh.

Huh?

[Spike barking]

Ah, now's my chance.

[barking]

Oh, no, you don't.

- After them. - Oh-oh-oh!

Aah! Ooh! Aah! Ooh! Aah!

crash

I think I've lost them.

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Sylvester!

[all scream]

crash

Oh, dear. I seem to have lost my glasses.

Hello. Directory assistance?

I need the number of an optometrist.

[smirks]

Well, here we are in our hotel.

I guess I'll just have to wait here

until my new glasses arrive.

[knock on door]

Oh, goodness, that's service.

Someone here order glasses?

Huh?

[growling]

[Spike barking]

[slurps]

Oh, my.

These are a tad strong.

The doc said the new prescription

will just take some time to get used to.

Oh, yes, I-I see, uh, sort of.

Well, thank you very much, young man.

Uh-oh. I taught I taw a burglar.

Finally, somebody up there likes me.

No time for that now, puddy.

Granny's in trouble. We gotta warn her.

Ok, I'll help you warn her, brother

but then I get to eat you.

[meowing]

Oh, my. That cat is at it again.

I'll have to teach him a lesson.

Bad cat! Bad cat!

If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times

leave poor Tweety alone!

Now try and play nice

while I finish my knitting.

Well, I held up my part of the bargain.

Now I get to eat you.

crash

meow meow meow meow

Purr-r-r-r.

Oh, I'm sorry, Sylvester.

No wonder you're so hungry.

I forgot to feed you.

Here you go.

Blaah!

munch munch

Hold still, my little bird biscuit.

Sylvester, this time you are really..

Ah-choo!

...dirty.

My, what you need is a good bath.

Quit your whining, Sylvester.

We need to get those ears.

- I got ya now. - Huh?

That's it, Sylvester.

Ah!

You will have to stay outside

until you can learn to behave.

Aha!

The perfect crime.

She thinks I'm outside. Heh heh heh heh.

Now nothing can stop me

from getting that pesky little canary.

Oh, puddy.

Come to papa.

Aah!

Ohh. Whoa. Whoa. Whoo!

Aah!

What was that?

[gasps] An intruder.

If you don't leave immediately,

I'm warning you, I'll call hotel security.

Very well. You asked for it.

Hello? Hotel security?

There appears to be a giant, blurry peacock in my room.

H-hello? Hello?

Hmm, we must've been cut off.

Whew, it's that awful perfume again.

You're that pushy Madame Pamplemousse

from the auction.

'Well, you cannot have that windmill.'

I bought it fair and square.

So it's true what I heard in the auction circles.

'That you smuggled stolen antiques.'

And go through express lanes with more than ten items.

Whoo-hoo.

'You won't get away with this.'

Of course. I already have.

(Granny) 'Oh, looky. I had a spare pair of glasses'

'in the trunk all along.'

'Silly me. Now, if I could only get out.'

Ooh, dat mean old lady took advantage of Granny.

Dis should level the playing field.

Ugh, ugh, ugh.

Dwat. My widdle body is too light.

I need more weight.

Yoo-hoo, puddy.

Come and get me.

[grunts]

Voila. At long last, here it is.

Oof! You welcher.

(Madame Pamplemousse) Zut alors! Who turned out the lights?

[spike growls]

[barking]

(Madame Pamplemousse) It's too late.

I shall now make my escape.

Oof! You clumsy buffoon.

[clamoring]

Ah, vat is all this bumbling, stumbling, and tumbling about?

Whatever you're doing, I'm sure it's not legal.

Not even in Amsterdam.

(Granny) 'If you let me out, I can explain everything.'

[chuckles] Thank you.

Inspector, this is the notorious Madame Pamplemousse

who broke into my room to get this windmill figurine.

Aha. Just as I suspected, hidden inside here

is Rembrandt's famous night watch.

Rembrandt's night watch? The painting?

No. His night watch.

The watch he wore only at night.

I read about its disappearance

but I wondered how the thief

was going to smuggle it out of the country.

Now we know.

The Netherlands thanks you, Granny.

And the Netherlands gives you two

the big raspberry.

Ah, goodness, I'm glad that's finally over

and we're all safe.

Uh, but where did Sylvester go?

Oh, puddy decided to take another spin around the inn.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

[theme music]