The Sylvester & Tweety Mysteries (1995–2001): Season 3, Episode 7 - Spooker of the House/Furgo - full transcript
[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
yesirree ♪
♪ 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)
P-P-Patagonia.
One of the most rugged
and inhospitable areas
in the world.
So why has Granny brought us
here for vacation?
Ah! The perfect place
to do our birdwatching.
Stay alert, boys.
If we're lucky, we just
might see a vulture gryphus.
The giant condor of the
Andes.
[instrumental music]
splash
And if we're really lucky
we'll see the elusive
mating ritual of the condor.
Oh. Oh, he-he-he.
Don't worry folks.
It's TV 14 tops.
[instrumental music]
Well, boys.
Happy birdwatching!
[instrumental music]
You said a mouthful.
Huh?
growl
gasp
thud
Aw, poor puddy
wooks pwetty tired.
tweet tweet tweet
Heya, boys!
[foreign accent]
I want-a you all to go out
and-a find us some supper.
Nothing too heavy.
I'm-a watching my figure.
Mating season is just
around the corner, you know?
I want-a you to bring
back a light tuna fish.
One packed in water.
Not oil.
You, I want to find
a fat-a free cow.
So lean, it gives out cottage
cheese instead-a of milk.
And you, pick up one of those
nice boneless-a
skinless-a chickens.
[music continues]
vroom vroom vroom
[gasps]
Wha.. Beaky, you're still here?
Go out with your brothers,
and find me some dinner.
[chuckling]
No, no, no.
[chuckling]
No, no, can't do it.
Find-a something. Anything!
Even a nice-a teeny
tiny little appetizer.
[chuckling]
No, no, no.
My little-a killer..
I'm-a gonna do this
for your own good.
And-a don't come back
until you got something!
whirr
[chuckling]
No, can't do it.
[chuckling]
Can't do it, no.
[screams]
♪ I'm looking
for a little snack-a-dee ♪
♪ So my mommy won't cook me ♪
♪ Do dop-dee-dop-de-dop ♪
♪ De-dup-de-dee ♪
♪ Dop-dee-dop-dee-dop ♪♪
Say, that looked
darn close to interesting.
This little fella here
seems to fit the bill.
vroom
whoosh
Enough birdwatching.
I gotta work on my tan.
vroom
vroom
vroom
Ooh, better get some lotion
before I scorch my little hide
all to a twisp.
vroom
crash
(Beaky)
'Ooh. Gotta get my old
altimeter checked.'
Hmm. There must be another way
to get mama that birdie.
Now think, Beaky.
Think.
[instrumental music]
[grunting]
Ooh!
[grunts]
Got it! I know how to
catch that little birdie.
Ha-ha. I smart.
[grunts]
Ah! The tweet mountain
atmosphere.
Ah! My sweet lunch.
[chuckles]
I got him.
I got him!
I got the little birdie!
[gasps]
(Tweety)
'Hey! Who turned out the wights?
Let me woose!'
S-say, what do ya think
you're doing, buster?
Uh...I'm catchin'
a little birdie for mama.
Oh, yeah?
Well, I got news-s for you,
buzzard boy. That's-s mylunch.
And no bird is gonna beat
this cat out of s-sustenance.
Now gimme that s-sack
or I'll.. Oof!
Oh-h-h, I can't wait to
show mama the little birdie!
He must work out
or s-s-something.
[groans]
H-h-here we go, wittle birdie.
Time to meet mama.
Wove to chat, but I'm wate
for a dental appointment.
Oof!
Yipe!
No bird's gonna get
the better of me!
Aha-ah-ah!
When are they gonna install
escalators on thes-s-e things?
Can't we discuss this?
Unhand that bird,
you mountain top turkeys-s!
My hewo!
If anybody's gonna eat s-song
bird, it's-s me!
So much for hewos.
Beaky, darling, I think
it's-a time to put out the cat.
[clamoring]
Go, puddytat, go!
Give 'em a weft! That's it.
I know he was gonna eat me
but you dotta wote for somebody.
Is it too late to
apologiz-ze?
Duh...yup.
[groaning]
thud
Sylvester, quit playing,
or you'll scare the birds away!
Well, it's been weal,
but I gotta go now.
[gasps]
Oh, no-o-o!
You can't-a leave now.
We're just about to have
a little snack. You!
Come on, come on!
Special delivery
for Sylvester the cat.
Mu-ha-ha-ha-haa!
'Now I'll get my
just desserts.'
"A little oregano.
"A squirt of-a olive oil.
"A pinch of a basil.
And a dozen scoops of a lard."
Could you pwease
cut down on the ward?
I'm twying to watch my figure.
[bell rings]
Be a good buzzard
and answer the door, dear.
[quavering]
plop
creak
whirr
Howdy, y'all! Jeffers-son
Joseph, that's the name.
Old friend of the family,
son.
[chuckles]
In from the s-states
for an aluminum
sighting convention
and I thought
I'd rest the old dogs-s..
You should pardon the
expression.
For a s-spell
and pay you all
and yours-s a kindly old visit.
Duh...hi.
S-say,
I'm a little peckish too.
Y'all got anything I could sink
my old pearly whites-s into?
There ya are,
my tasty mid-morning
repas-st.
We-e-ll..
hello-o-ooo!
Who do we have-a here?
Aye-aye-ooh-eh-aye-eh..
We can eat-a later, big boy.
Right now,
it's-a time for some
lo-ovin'.
- S-s-say now..
- O-o-o..
You got this all wrong, lady!
Lis-sten, I'm no bird.
I-eh, I-ah,
am really a pussycat!
And I'm-a really a tiger
going in for the kill.
Gr-r-rowl!
Come here,
ya big-a hunk-a buzzard!
I guess it's time
for me to weave
these two wovebirds awone.
Well, Hector, seems like this
birdwatching sojourn
is total washout.
Oh, I don't know about that.
[gasps]
I don't believe it!
'The never before seen mating
ritual of the giant condor!'
'And I'm getting it
all on tape.'
What's the matter, you?
Don't you want a little kiss?
Mu-u-u-ah!
[mumbles]
thud
I can't wait to show this
to the folks
at the "Birdwatch Weekly."
whirr
whirr
Wait!
For the love of humanity..
'...s-sto-o-op!'
I tot I taw a puddybird!
[screaming]
I did! I did see a puddybird!
[theme 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
yesirree ♪
♪ 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)
P-P-Patagonia.
One of the most rugged
and inhospitable areas
in the world.
So why has Granny brought us
here for vacation?
Ah! The perfect place
to do our birdwatching.
Stay alert, boys.
If we're lucky, we just
might see a vulture gryphus.
The giant condor of the
Andes.
[instrumental music]
splash
And if we're really lucky
we'll see the elusive
mating ritual of the condor.
Oh. Oh, he-he-he.
Don't worry folks.
It's TV 14 tops.
[instrumental music]
Well, boys.
Happy birdwatching!
[instrumental music]
You said a mouthful.
Huh?
growl
gasp
thud
Aw, poor puddy
wooks pwetty tired.
tweet tweet tweet
Heya, boys!
[foreign accent]
I want-a you all to go out
and-a find us some supper.
Nothing too heavy.
I'm-a watching my figure.
Mating season is just
around the corner, you know?
I want-a you to bring
back a light tuna fish.
One packed in water.
Not oil.
You, I want to find
a fat-a free cow.
So lean, it gives out cottage
cheese instead-a of milk.
And you, pick up one of those
nice boneless-a
skinless-a chickens.
[music continues]
vroom vroom vroom
[gasps]
Wha.. Beaky, you're still here?
Go out with your brothers,
and find me some dinner.
[chuckling]
No, no, no.
[chuckling]
No, no, can't do it.
Find-a something. Anything!
Even a nice-a teeny
tiny little appetizer.
[chuckling]
No, no, no.
My little-a killer..
I'm-a gonna do this
for your own good.
And-a don't come back
until you got something!
whirr
[chuckling]
No, can't do it.
[chuckling]
Can't do it, no.
[screams]
♪ I'm looking
for a little snack-a-dee ♪
♪ So my mommy won't cook me ♪
♪ Do dop-dee-dop-de-dop ♪
♪ De-dup-de-dee ♪
♪ Dop-dee-dop-dee-dop ♪♪
Say, that looked
darn close to interesting.
This little fella here
seems to fit the bill.
vroom
whoosh
Enough birdwatching.
I gotta work on my tan.
vroom
vroom
vroom
Ooh, better get some lotion
before I scorch my little hide
all to a twisp.
vroom
crash
(Beaky)
'Ooh. Gotta get my old
altimeter checked.'
Hmm. There must be another way
to get mama that birdie.
Now think, Beaky.
Think.
[instrumental music]
[grunting]
Ooh!
[grunts]
Got it! I know how to
catch that little birdie.
Ha-ha. I smart.
[grunts]
Ah! The tweet mountain
atmosphere.
Ah! My sweet lunch.
[chuckles]
I got him.
I got him!
I got the little birdie!
[gasps]
(Tweety)
'Hey! Who turned out the wights?
Let me woose!'
S-say, what do ya think
you're doing, buster?
Uh...I'm catchin'
a little birdie for mama.
Oh, yeah?
Well, I got news-s for you,
buzzard boy. That's-s mylunch.
And no bird is gonna beat
this cat out of s-sustenance.
Now gimme that s-sack
or I'll.. Oof!
Oh-h-h, I can't wait to
show mama the little birdie!
He must work out
or s-s-something.
[groans]
H-h-here we go, wittle birdie.
Time to meet mama.
Wove to chat, but I'm wate
for a dental appointment.
Oof!
Yipe!
No bird's gonna get
the better of me!
Aha-ah-ah!
When are they gonna install
escalators on thes-s-e things?
Can't we discuss this?
Unhand that bird,
you mountain top turkeys-s!
My hewo!
If anybody's gonna eat s-song
bird, it's-s me!
So much for hewos.
Beaky, darling, I think
it's-a time to put out the cat.
[clamoring]
Go, puddytat, go!
Give 'em a weft! That's it.
I know he was gonna eat me
but you dotta wote for somebody.
Is it too late to
apologiz-ze?
Duh...yup.
[groaning]
thud
Sylvester, quit playing,
or you'll scare the birds away!
Well, it's been weal,
but I gotta go now.
[gasps]
Oh, no-o-o!
You can't-a leave now.
We're just about to have
a little snack. You!
Come on, come on!
Special delivery
for Sylvester the cat.
Mu-ha-ha-ha-haa!
'Now I'll get my
just desserts.'
"A little oregano.
"A squirt of-a olive oil.
"A pinch of a basil.
And a dozen scoops of a lard."
Could you pwease
cut down on the ward?
I'm twying to watch my figure.
[bell rings]
Be a good buzzard
and answer the door, dear.
[quavering]
plop
creak
whirr
Howdy, y'all! Jeffers-son
Joseph, that's the name.
Old friend of the family,
son.
[chuckles]
In from the s-states
for an aluminum
sighting convention
and I thought
I'd rest the old dogs-s..
You should pardon the
expression.
For a s-spell
and pay you all
and yours-s a kindly old visit.
Duh...hi.
S-say,
I'm a little peckish too.
Y'all got anything I could sink
my old pearly whites-s into?
There ya are,
my tasty mid-morning
repas-st.
We-e-ll..
hello-o-ooo!
Who do we have-a here?
Aye-aye-ooh-eh-aye-eh..
We can eat-a later, big boy.
Right now,
it's-a time for some
lo-ovin'.
- S-s-say now..
- O-o-o..
You got this all wrong, lady!
Lis-sten, I'm no bird.
I-eh, I-ah,
am really a pussycat!
And I'm-a really a tiger
going in for the kill.
Gr-r-rowl!
Come here,
ya big-a hunk-a buzzard!
I guess it's time
for me to weave
these two wovebirds awone.
Well, Hector, seems like this
birdwatching sojourn
is total washout.
Oh, I don't know about that.
[gasps]
I don't believe it!
'The never before seen mating
ritual of the giant condor!'
'And I'm getting it
all on tape.'
What's the matter, you?
Don't you want a little kiss?
Mu-u-u-ah!
[mumbles]
thud
I can't wait to show this
to the folks
at the "Birdwatch Weekly."
whirr
whirr
Wait!
For the love of humanity..
'...s-sto-o-op!'
I tot I taw a puddybird!
[screaming]
I did! I did see a puddybird!
[theme music]