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 wook awound 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 ♪

[music continues]

♪ Mysteries ♪♪

[intense music]

[thunder rumbling]

[thunder rumbling]

[clamoring]

Run, Rotha Khan drank

'too much forbidden milk of yak!'

(Rotha Khan) 'Out of my way!'

[grunting]

[mumbling]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

honk honk

[tires screeching]

[indistinct chatter]

Is this a hanging sculpture?

Tch, tch, tch. No self-contwol.

No, dear lady.

Those are the footprints of Rotha Khan

the founder of our town

the richest rancher in all of Mongolia

and the direct descendent of Genghis Khan.

Genghis Khan?

[intense music]

Help!

Dwanny's dweaming.

Help!

[clamoring]

(Granny) 'It's Genghis Khan!'

[laughing]

(all) Granny! Granny! Granny! Granny!

- Got her! Got her! - Put me down!

Help!

- I don't like this dweam. - 'Got her! Got her!'

(Lanuk) 'You see, Granny, the giant footprints are the..'

[chuckles] ...first step of a really big show.

(Granny) Do you get "Sullivan" on Mongolian cable?

Gotcha! Eeh.

[screaming]

(Lanuk) Oh, my goodness, gosh!

'Your pussycat has upset the balance'

'of Rotha Khan's foot impressions.'

[thuds]

(Granny) 'Sylvester, how many times have I told you'

'don't play with heavy machinery?'

Oh, it all fall down.

Arrest that woman.

Our beloved footprints

of the mighty Rotha Khan destroyed!

When the giant hears about this

he will destroy the town in a rampage!

Hmph. He's worried, and I'm in the slammer.

And there you will stay.

If the giant can see Granny is to blame

maybe he will not destroy the town.

But what about my animals?

Oh, the little birdy can stay with you.

Hm.

No food, no drink. Nobody we know.

And my tootsies are killing me.

You know, flea-brain

we may never eat again

if Granny doesn't get out of that hoosegow.

[dramatic music]

Make way, filthy animals

or I cannot sweep this street

before the noble house of the great Rotha Khan.

If his street is dirty

he will be very, very angry!

[chuckling]

Huh? Rotha Khan-crete. Hm.

[instrumental music]

There, so when the Rotha Khan steps into this muck

we can get out of here and get us a hot meal.

[grunts]

Huh? Sheesh! It's even bigger up close.

(Rotha Khan) 'I'm gonna move that toe.'

I'm gonna move that toe.

Let's get his attention.

- 'Bow-wow!' - 'Meow! Meow!'

What the Sam Hill!

- Bow-wow! - Meow! Meow!

[snarling]

Oh, I get it.

Field mice.

Way too much yak milk last night, pilgrim.

Gotta grab me some more shut-eye.

[Sylvester panting]

When we get him outside, blamo!

Footprints of Rotha Khan.

I'm gonna move that toe. I'm gonna move that toe.

This'll get him up.

It'll be a hot time in the old town tonight.

[siren wailing]

I'm gonna move that toe-e-e!

(Tweety) 'Stroke! Stroke!'

It's not polite to say that

to an octogenarian.

Now, look here, I'm gonna teach you the lesson

your pappy should've taught you a long time ago.

[Sylvester screams]

Mess with my laundry, will ya?

Phew.

Nah, I'm not angry.

[both sighing]

Like heck I ain't.

- Ah-ah-ah!' - Yee-ouch!

(Rotha Khan) 'Fee fi fo fum!'

'Last night I got as tight as a dru..'

Ah, that ain't it.

Ready or not..

(Sylvester) Left-right, left-right. Eeh.

Here I c-c-co..

A-choo!

[sniffles]

[growls]

A-choo!

[Sylvester screams]

[groans]

A-choo!

bam

[sniffles]

[sneezing]

Ooh!

Cripes! My pancreas..

Ooh!

[groaning]

Ooh! Ah! Uh!

Well, I'll be a floppier tabby.

A-choo!

The great Rotha Khan is allergic to me!

Huh?

[sniffs]

Oh!

That smarts!

A-choo!

(Sylvester) What a mess!

We're gonna have to do this all over again.

(Rotha Khan) 'Hey!'

You two got a lot to answer for.

[both groaning]

[intense music]

A-choo!

Got me a little score to settle with your owner.

I tawt I taw a jailbird.

I tawt I taw a jailbird.

- 'I tawt I taw a jailbird.' - Ooh!

Oh, my, he's a big creature.

[rumbling]

[sheep bleating]

A-a-a-choo!

[cows mooing]

Holy cow!

Please, you must tell Rotha Khan you destroyed his footprints.

Help us, dear Granny.

Sure, sure. Where were you when I needed you, copper?

Oh!

[intense music]

A-choo!

[rumbling]

O great Rotha Khan, please spare this town.

It is all Granny's fault. She broke your footprints.

Thanks for ratting me out, stooly.

Are those your two critters?

Yeah, they're mine. What about 'em?

Well, ma'am, I want you to know

your cat gave me a real wingding of a sneezing fit.

[laughs]

So I guess you'll be needing

a new print of these clodhoppers.

[thuds]

Come on. Let's get it over with.

Cripes! My pancreas.

[Granny humming]

I haven't been this nervous since landing in Iwo Jima.

[instrumental music]

[crowd cheering]

Yup! Spelled it right.

And any cat that can reduce the great Rotha Khan

to a blubbering baby

'deserves to be made an honorary pasha.'

Huh?

[indistinct chatter]

Remember, Hector, every dog has his day

'even when he's reawwy a cat.'

Move out.

[cows mooing]

Wagons ho!

Well, there goes Khan.

- Big Khan. - Big bad Khan.

[crowd cheering]

What's a pasha?

[crowd cheering]

The pashais excellent today!

Da,very fresh.

[Sylvester screaming]

[clamoring]

Somehow, I don't think he's gonna wike this.

Hey! Oop!

[theme music]