The Sylvester & Tweety Mysteries (1995–2001): Season 2, Episode 1 - Spaced Out/Autumn's Leaving - full transcript
In "Spaced Out", Sylvester, Tweety and Granny spend the night camping out in the woods. A tiny alien spaceship crashlands there and the aliens decide to torment Sylvester with their ...
'Come on, come on! Hurry! Hurry!'
Hey! Who took my boxer shorts?
Mine are gone, too.
What do we do now?
We dress down.
'All over, men were suffering'
'the same rude awakening.'
'Jeez!'
'And it's unanimous.'
I'm calling the one person
who can find all the men's
missing boxer shorts.
'You've reached Granny.'
'Sorry, no new cases this week.'
'I'm on vacation.'
Goodness, I haven't been in Yosemite
since I was a wee slip of a girl.
My father used to bring
us here every summer.
"See the world in a Model
A," he used to say.
Heavens.
Impatient young whippersnappers.
Road hog!
Snip snip snip
Oh, what a glorious evening.
The radio said there'd be a spectacular
meteor shower tonight.
That was no meteor shower.
Patience, kitty.
We're almost there.
Land sakes, I knew three cafe lattes
would be too much for him.
Oh, look, we can pitch camp
by the twilight glass gleaming.
Well, I made a funny.
You had to hit the accelerator
when that sundae driver
waved us around!
It's ruined!
We can't complete our mission
without an aludium P-42
trans-lux-o-lator.
Order us one aludium
P-42 trans-lux-o-lator..
...immediately.
We may as well locate those locals
who drove us off the
road while we wait.
'Flash, an alien spaceship'
'has just been sighted
inside the boundary'
'of a national park, sources pl..'
Oh, gracious.
I've heard this silly old show before.
Well, it's time to turn in, Sylvester.
Sleep tight. Don't let
the bedbugs bite.
- M... wah!
- M... wah!
Hmm, goodnight, little alien men.
Eeek!
M... wah!
Huh?
Whack
thud
Huh?
Yipe!
Thud
whack
Little alien men, they..
Whack
- Boo.
- Mother.
Sylvester, such a scaredy-cat.
'You're sleeping outside.'
"You're sleeping outside."
Hm!
Slurp
Ah!
Thud
Manna from heaven!
Wuh!
Enough coarse levity.
Let's power down for the night.
Zap
thud
I gotta get us out of here
before those insufferable space-men
reinstate themselves.
Did you ever get the feelin'
that you was being watched?
Hm. Runs smoother than ever.
I.. Geez!
We are in outer space!
The moon!
There's no air on the moon!
Say, this stuff's okay.
One small step for man, one giant leap
for pu-pu-pussy cat!
Whoa!
Hm. Must be a new moon.
It's not full yet.
Clank clank clank
Oh, goodie, the part we ordered.
- Out of stock?
- 'Out of stock?'
"See substitute parts booklet."
Sunken Titanic propeller tip.
'Out of the question.'
Top section of Hope Diamond.
Oh, too tricky.
- Attainment!
- 'Attainment!'
Yaah!
Squeak
Oh!
Aa-aah! We're out of here.
Leave us on the moon, will they?
Once we clear this
obstruction, we're home free.
Thud
crash
Hey, no one authorized
fires in Yosemite.
Knock knock knock
thud
Ow!
The erst-stolen boxer shorts.
You two are under arrest.
Oh! Now our galaxy will never
experience the joy of spandex.
How does she solve these things?
Thanks, Granny!
And a klaatu barada nikto to you, sir.
Ooh! Oh, goodness.
I must have dozed off at the wheel.
Well, times' a-wasting, fellas.
Come on.
'Flying saucers, little green men.'
'It's all too much, I tell you.'
What happened to the radio knob?
Don't tell me we're stuck
here in that silly old show.
Sooner or later she's gonna realize
we're not in Kansas anymore.
Hey! Who took my boxer shorts?
Mine are gone, too.
What do we do now?
We dress down.
'All over, men were suffering'
'the same rude awakening.'
'Jeez!'
'And it's unanimous.'
I'm calling the one person
who can find all the men's
missing boxer shorts.
'You've reached Granny.'
'Sorry, no new cases this week.'
'I'm on vacation.'
Goodness, I haven't been in Yosemite
since I was a wee slip of a girl.
My father used to bring
us here every summer.
"See the world in a Model
A," he used to say.
Heavens.
Impatient young whippersnappers.
Road hog!
Snip snip snip
Oh, what a glorious evening.
The radio said there'd be a spectacular
meteor shower tonight.
That was no meteor shower.
Patience, kitty.
We're almost there.
Land sakes, I knew three cafe lattes
would be too much for him.
Oh, look, we can pitch camp
by the twilight glass gleaming.
Well, I made a funny.
You had to hit the accelerator
when that sundae driver
waved us around!
It's ruined!
We can't complete our mission
without an aludium P-42
trans-lux-o-lator.
Order us one aludium
P-42 trans-lux-o-lator..
...immediately.
We may as well locate those locals
who drove us off the
road while we wait.
'Flash, an alien spaceship'
'has just been sighted
inside the boundary'
'of a national park, sources pl..'
Oh, gracious.
I've heard this silly old show before.
Well, it's time to turn in, Sylvester.
Sleep tight. Don't let
the bedbugs bite.
- M... wah!
- M... wah!
Hmm, goodnight, little alien men.
Eeek!
M... wah!
Huh?
Whack
thud
Huh?
Yipe!
Thud
whack
Little alien men, they..
Whack
- Boo.
- Mother.
Sylvester, such a scaredy-cat.
'You're sleeping outside.'
"You're sleeping outside."
Hm!
Slurp
Ah!
Thud
Manna from heaven!
Wuh!
Enough coarse levity.
Let's power down for the night.
Zap
thud
I gotta get us out of here
before those insufferable space-men
reinstate themselves.
Did you ever get the feelin'
that you was being watched?
Hm. Runs smoother than ever.
I.. Geez!
We are in outer space!
The moon!
There's no air on the moon!
Say, this stuff's okay.
One small step for man, one giant leap
for pu-pu-pussy cat!
Whoa!
Hm. Must be a new moon.
It's not full yet.
Clank clank clank
Oh, goodie, the part we ordered.
- Out of stock?
- 'Out of stock?'
"See substitute parts booklet."
Sunken Titanic propeller tip.
'Out of the question.'
Top section of Hope Diamond.
Oh, too tricky.
- Attainment!
- 'Attainment!'
Yaah!
Squeak
Oh!
Aa-aah! We're out of here.
Leave us on the moon, will they?
Once we clear this
obstruction, we're home free.
Thud
crash
Hey, no one authorized
fires in Yosemite.
Knock knock knock
thud
Ow!
The erst-stolen boxer shorts.
You two are under arrest.
Oh! Now our galaxy will never
experience the joy of spandex.
How does she solve these things?
Thanks, Granny!
And a klaatu barada nikto to you, sir.
Ooh! Oh, goodness.
I must have dozed off at the wheel.
Well, times' a-wasting, fellas.
Come on.
'Flying saucers, little green men.'
'It's all too much, I tell you.'
What happened to the radio knob?
Don't tell me we're stuck
here in that silly old show.
Sooner or later she's gonna realize
we're not in Kansas anymore.