The Sylvester & Tweety Mysteries (1995–2001): Season 3, Episode 10 - Ice Cat-Pades/To Catch a Puddy - full transcript
[theme music]
♪ Whenever there's
a crime or trouble ♪
♪ That no one
can solve at 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
just 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 yessiree ♪
♪ 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]
[instrumental music]
[screaming]
Francois! What is it?
My dog's diamond studded
collar is missing!
Poopsie cannot perform
without her trademark neckwear!
Eh. Le bark.
What am I to do?
Francois, we're
expecting a show announcer
from America at any moment,
and as luck would have it
she solves mysteries.
A dog show announcer?
Who also solves mysteries?
What do you suppose the chances
of that happening are?
[instrumental music]
Being asked to be an
announcer
for the Pestminster dog show
is quite an honor.
It's about time
someone put my extensive
knowledge of pets to some
use.
[growling]
screech
prrbt
[gasps]
[dogs growling]
Aah!
[dogs barking]
Granny, thank goodness
you're here.
We have a mystery!
No matter where I go, mysteries.
Oh, well. Pays the bills.
Eh, uh, what do you got?
My Poopsie's
diamond collar is missing!
(Granny)
'Hm. The Joan Rivers
collection.'
I can come
to no other conclusion
but that the collar
has been stolen.
Now, now, Francois.
Let's not jump to..
Aah!
'That's one of
the most spectacular'
'examples of a bull mastiff
I've ever seen.'
Hector, I thought
I told you to do that outside.
(female #1)
'No, no, Granny,
you misunderstand.'
You mustenter him in the show!
- I must?
- You must!
Unless, of course,
you're afraid of winning.
(Granny)
'Ooh, no, I'm not
afraid of that.'
'Do you really think Hector
has a chance of winning?'
Oh, yes! Yes!
Pardon moi,but the collar?
Oh, yes, yes, uh, collar.
Just a sec.
Now how would I
go about entering Hector?
I'll do it for you.
Come with me.
Huh? Madame?
- The collar?
- 'Uh, no thanks.'
'Hector already has one.'
[sobs]
pant pant pant
Heel, Poopsie! Heel!
Speaking of heels,
what happened to putty?
Does this answer your question?
[dogs growling]
(Granny)
'I always knew you
had potential, Hector.'
Granny, may I talk to you
about my Poopsie's collar, now?
Oh.
I got so caught up
in all the excitement
I forgot about your predicament.
Um, let's go look for clues.
Hector, work on
your posture while I'm gone.
(male #1)
'Psst.'
Hiya, bub.
Your first show, huh?
Huh?
You wanna do
your best, don't you?
Well, let me, a former
Best In Show champion
offer you some tips.
Look, chump you can trust me.
I know what I'm talkin' about.
I'm a pure-bred.
I'm 50 percent Pointer..
...50 percent Boxer..
...and 50 percent Pincher.
But mostly, I'm
all Labrador Retriever.
Have you got a Labrador?
Know where you can get one?
Uh, never mind, never mind.
Stick with me, nelly.
I won't steer you wrong.
(male #2)
'You! Out!'
'No mongrels allowed!'
[Sylvester screaming]
pant pant pant
[dogs growling]
Hi, puttytat, why
don't you come in and play
with me and the puppy dogs?
ding
Saw this in a Batman movie.
thwock
Ooh. Putty thinks
he's in the circus.
[dogs barking]
Aah, shut up!
thunk
Here, puppy dogs!
Maybe you could use this!
chomp chomp chomp
[Sylvester screaming]
[whimpering]
[snoring]
(male #3)
'Atten-hutt!'
You call yourself a soldier?
For purposes of this bit,
just say yes, will you, mac?
Then suck in that gut, puff out
that chest, stand up straight.
Jut out that chin.
Lift that head up high.
You're a show dog, now.
Act like one!
Hup, two, three, four.
Hup, two..
Makes me proud to be
50 percent Bull Mastiff myself.
(male #2)
'You again?'
'What is it with you
lousy American mutts?'
[barking]
Aah, shut up!
[barking]
Shut your noise,
or I'll give you another.
[grunts]
[barking]
[barking]
zoom
woof woof woof
Phew.
[Sylvester screaming]
[groaning]
[barking]
pant pant pant
Hey..
[chuckles]
Now I wonder where that
puttytat got himself off to.
[sheep bleating]
This one'll do just fine.
(male announcer)
'Now competing in Arena 6'
'the Pestminster Boulder County
Sheepherding contest.'
[dogs barking]
[Sylvester screaming]
Oh, for crying out loud.
I'm not a sheep, I'm a cat!
K-A-T, cat!
[dogs growling]
[whimpers]
That putty is just
a wolf in sheep's clothing.
[dogs snoring]
This should get me
past those mutts.
Hm. Needs somethin'.
[chimes]
Nice.
[jazz music]
[dogs gasping]
[dogs whistling]
That collar looks
awfully familiar.
Show's about to begin,
boys and girls.
Let's go.
[dogs barking]
Our next dog is Silvia.
A prize Pekingese.
'Oh, ho-ho.
She is cute, isn't she?'
Goodness, what is it, Tweety?
[gasps]
'The missing diamond collar!'
Finest specimen
I've ever seen.
Stop the show!
Poopsie's collar!
Take this, this,
this mongrel away!
Just a moment.
Now, be a good
little doggie and tell Granny
where you got the collar.
'Okay, now let's see.'
'You're wiping your your face.'
'Uh, washing your face.'
Hm. Now where
do you wash your face?
Sacre bleu!The washbasin!
I completely forgot!
I must have left it there
when I gave Poopsie her bath!
What a silly, silly man I am.
Well, I never.
I can't win this dog show!
I'm a pussycat!
[dogs growling]
gulp
whoosh
[dogs barking]
And if the winner
cannot perform his duties
the title will be awarded
to the first runner up!
Taught him everything I know.
zip
[theme music]
♪ Whenever there's
a crime or trouble ♪
♪ That no one
can solve at 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
just 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 yessiree ♪
♪ 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]
[instrumental music]
[screaming]
Francois! What is it?
My dog's diamond studded
collar is missing!
Poopsie cannot perform
without her trademark neckwear!
Eh. Le bark.
What am I to do?
Francois, we're
expecting a show announcer
from America at any moment,
and as luck would have it
she solves mysteries.
A dog show announcer?
Who also solves mysteries?
What do you suppose the chances
of that happening are?
[instrumental music]
Being asked to be an
announcer
for the Pestminster dog show
is quite an honor.
It's about time
someone put my extensive
knowledge of pets to some
use.
[growling]
screech
prrbt
[gasps]
[dogs growling]
Aah!
[dogs barking]
Granny, thank goodness
you're here.
We have a mystery!
No matter where I go, mysteries.
Oh, well. Pays the bills.
Eh, uh, what do you got?
My Poopsie's
diamond collar is missing!
(Granny)
'Hm. The Joan Rivers
collection.'
I can come
to no other conclusion
but that the collar
has been stolen.
Now, now, Francois.
Let's not jump to..
Aah!
'That's one of
the most spectacular'
'examples of a bull mastiff
I've ever seen.'
Hector, I thought
I told you to do that outside.
(female #1)
'No, no, Granny,
you misunderstand.'
You mustenter him in the show!
- I must?
- You must!
Unless, of course,
you're afraid of winning.
(Granny)
'Ooh, no, I'm not
afraid of that.'
'Do you really think Hector
has a chance of winning?'
Oh, yes! Yes!
Pardon moi,but the collar?
Oh, yes, yes, uh, collar.
Just a sec.
Now how would I
go about entering Hector?
I'll do it for you.
Come with me.
Huh? Madame?
- The collar?
- 'Uh, no thanks.'
'Hector already has one.'
[sobs]
pant pant pant
Heel, Poopsie! Heel!
Speaking of heels,
what happened to putty?
Does this answer your question?
[dogs growling]
(Granny)
'I always knew you
had potential, Hector.'
Granny, may I talk to you
about my Poopsie's collar, now?
Oh.
I got so caught up
in all the excitement
I forgot about your predicament.
Um, let's go look for clues.
Hector, work on
your posture while I'm gone.
(male #1)
'Psst.'
Hiya, bub.
Your first show, huh?
Huh?
You wanna do
your best, don't you?
Well, let me, a former
Best In Show champion
offer you some tips.
Look, chump you can trust me.
I know what I'm talkin' about.
I'm a pure-bred.
I'm 50 percent Pointer..
...50 percent Boxer..
...and 50 percent Pincher.
But mostly, I'm
all Labrador Retriever.
Have you got a Labrador?
Know where you can get one?
Uh, never mind, never mind.
Stick with me, nelly.
I won't steer you wrong.
(male #2)
'You! Out!'
'No mongrels allowed!'
[Sylvester screaming]
pant pant pant
[dogs growling]
Hi, puttytat, why
don't you come in and play
with me and the puppy dogs?
ding
Saw this in a Batman movie.
thwock
Ooh. Putty thinks
he's in the circus.
[dogs barking]
Aah, shut up!
thunk
Here, puppy dogs!
Maybe you could use this!
chomp chomp chomp
[Sylvester screaming]
[whimpering]
[snoring]
(male #3)
'Atten-hutt!'
You call yourself a soldier?
For purposes of this bit,
just say yes, will you, mac?
Then suck in that gut, puff out
that chest, stand up straight.
Jut out that chin.
Lift that head up high.
You're a show dog, now.
Act like one!
Hup, two, three, four.
Hup, two..
Makes me proud to be
50 percent Bull Mastiff myself.
(male #2)
'You again?'
'What is it with you
lousy American mutts?'
[barking]
Aah, shut up!
[barking]
Shut your noise,
or I'll give you another.
[grunts]
[barking]
[barking]
zoom
woof woof woof
Phew.
[Sylvester screaming]
[groaning]
[barking]
pant pant pant
Hey..
[chuckles]
Now I wonder where that
puttytat got himself off to.
[sheep bleating]
This one'll do just fine.
(male announcer)
'Now competing in Arena 6'
'the Pestminster Boulder County
Sheepherding contest.'
[dogs barking]
[Sylvester screaming]
Oh, for crying out loud.
I'm not a sheep, I'm a cat!
K-A-T, cat!
[dogs growling]
[whimpers]
That putty is just
a wolf in sheep's clothing.
[dogs snoring]
This should get me
past those mutts.
Hm. Needs somethin'.
[chimes]
Nice.
[jazz music]
[dogs gasping]
[dogs whistling]
That collar looks
awfully familiar.
Show's about to begin,
boys and girls.
Let's go.
[dogs barking]
Our next dog is Silvia.
A prize Pekingese.
'Oh, ho-ho.
She is cute, isn't she?'
Goodness, what is it, Tweety?
[gasps]
'The missing diamond collar!'
Finest specimen
I've ever seen.
Stop the show!
Poopsie's collar!
Take this, this,
this mongrel away!
Just a moment.
Now, be a good
little doggie and tell Granny
where you got the collar.
'Okay, now let's see.'
'You're wiping your your face.'
'Uh, washing your face.'
Hm. Now where
do you wash your face?
Sacre bleu!The washbasin!
I completely forgot!
I must have left it there
when I gave Poopsie her bath!
What a silly, silly man I am.
Well, I never.
I can't win this dog show!
I'm a pussycat!
[dogs growling]
gulp
whoosh
[dogs barking]
And if the winner
cannot perform his duties
the title will be awarded
to the first runner up!
Taught him everything I know.
zip
[theme music]