The Sylvester & Tweety Mysteries (1995–2001): Season 4, Episode 1 - The Stilted Perch/A Game of Cat and Monster - full transcript
[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 & Tweety Mysteries ♪
♪ It might be day
or night whenever ♪
♪ Conditions are right
for them to flee ♪
♪ Somehow it all
still fits together ♪
♪ Sylvester & 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 & Tweety Mysteries ♪
♪ The chase goes on
with each new mission ♪
♪ With backdrops
a-plenty globally ♪
♪ And through it all
they're in contention ♪
♪ Sylvester & Tweety ♪
♪ Mysteries ♪♪
[dramatic music]
[instrumental music]
(Sylvester)
We were on our way
to Carmel, California.
For Granny won a free night
at some
quaint bed and breakfast joint.
The old gal just loves a good
bed and breakfast. And me?
[stomach growling]
I'm just interested
in the part about breakfast.
[music continues]
(Granny)
Well, here we are, boys.
And it looks so peaceful.
Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!
Oh, my gosh!
The owner has been kidnapped!
He's gone!
Vanished!
Disappeared into thin air!
No more! Just.. Bye bye!
Calm down.
Now, who kidnapped your boss?
The ghosts!
[stomach growling]
[intense music]
[slamming]
[all sigh]
Like I said, the ghosts
inside
the bed and breakfast
have kidnapped the owner,
Flint Northwood.
[engine revving]
[stomach growling]
Geez, I'd like
to pacify my tummy
with a little yellow snack.
I'd like to pacify your tummy
with a big yewow smack!
[thud]
Well, I for one,
do not believe in ghosts.
But I do believe in mysteries.
[Hector barks]
(Granny)
'Hello? Sylvester!'
'Hmm. No power.
No problem, boys.'
'I've got a flashlight
in my purse.'
'Oh, dear, I hope
this first night'
'doesn't count as my free stay'
'at the bed and breakfast.'
Uh, h-hello? Hello?
Mr. Northwood?
I wonder..
[claps]
What do you know!
It really does work.
"FN?" Flint Northwood!
I found a clue!
Huh?
[stomach growling]
Why, that's odd.
Somebody slept here recently.
[screams]
Sylvester, stop playing
with the waste basket.
What the..
I must be imagining things.
Why am I reminded of Kas White?
[creaking and footsteps]
Now that is not
my imagination.
[stomach growling]
Wh-wh-wh-what's that?
[stomach growling]
Oh, it's you again!
Be patient, I'll feed you soon.
[ticking]
Hmm. No one seems to be here.
Open your eyes, Granny.
All I see is breakfast,
lunch and dinner!
[ching]
These look as if they
could be the footprints of..
Oh, nonsense.
It couldn't be...
a giant chicken?
A giant chicken?
[spits]
This I gotta see!
Dear Diary, today, puddy tat
finawy went over the edge.
[screaming]
Oh, goodness, I startled myself!
That's strange.
The footprints led down here
but it's a dead end.
Oh, no! Now, the footprints
have gone!
Oh, dear. There was
no giant chicken at all.
No chicken? Oh..
Guess I'll have to settle
for something lighter.
[instrumental music]
[chomping]
Uh.
Puddy tat should cut back
on his preservatives.
Huh?
[growling]
(Granny)
'Hector?'
Now, don't go
wandering off, Hector.
I feel lost enough
with both of us.
Hello?
Oh, just what
the doctor ordered.
'Some hot tea
will help calm me.'
And maybe we'll
find you a biscuit.
[barks]
[instrumental music]
Hyah!
[clanking]
Sounds like teatime.
[slurps]
This water is cold.
Oh, dear.
[instrumental music]
Oh, I just don't understand
what's going on.
I'm afraid I must be losing
my sleuthing abilities.
I'm pooped.
Perhaps it's time
for me to hang up
my magnifying glass
for good.
Oh, Hector,
that is not ours.
[whimpers]
Oh, it's alright, Hector.
It was a good run
while it lasted.
Remember the time when I won
the Grand Prix at Monte Carlo
and solved the case
of the missing
platinum roulette wheel?
Dwanny! Oh, Dwanny!
(Granny)
Or the time we found
the Olympic torch
and had to run it all the way
to Sydney, Australia!
[chuckles]
What's the matter, puddy?
Got vertigo?
[screaming]
[splash]
[gurgling]
Phew.
Well, now,
that wasn't so bad.
swoosh
chomp
chomp
chomp
[instrumental music]
[cheering]
Huh?
Uh.
And just think of all
the people we've helped.
And all the baddies
we sent up the river.
Now, where did all those
old chicken footprints go?
[thud]
Say, what's this?
[sinister laugh]
My plan is working perfectly!
Granny thinks she's through,
washed up, kaput!
Ooh!
Little does she know
it was I
Silas McCawber,
who lured her here
to extract my revenge.
If she thinks she can ruin
my magic career twice
and get away with it
she's got another
thing coming.
Now, where's my top hat?
[engine revving]
At last, here's where
I get my midnight snack.
Oh, why do I even try?
I'll never fi..
What's this?
Say, I must be a better
detective than I thought I was.
Oh, my heavens. What now?
Silas McCawber!
I sent you to prison!
One step closer, and I'll
send your precious canary
into a life as
a rabbit or a duck!
[sinister laugh]
[Tweety whimpering]
Stop, you overdressed fiend!
Let my bird go!
(Silas)
You'll never catch me,
you meddling old biddy.
[pops]
That is of course unless
the lifeboat has a hole in it!
[bubbling]
Don't forget your hat,
Magic Man.
[clapping]
Granny, I'm really
Flint Northwood.
I was warned that the
fugitive
McCawber was on the loose.
So I went undercover
as Norman.
(Granny)
'Well, it's a good thing
you did.'
(Flint)
'It was your
brilliant sleuthing'
'that captured this criminal.'
Just another successful case
to add to my memories, I guess.
Uh, but now,
what to do about supper?
May I suggest seafood?
Oh! Why, I'd love it!
Seafood? Well, it wooks like
dinner is on puddy tonight!
[yowling]
Sheesh.
[theme music]
♪ 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 & Tweety Mysteries ♪
♪ It might be day
or night whenever ♪
♪ Conditions are right
for them to flee ♪
♪ Somehow it all
still fits together ♪
♪ Sylvester & 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 & Tweety Mysteries ♪
♪ The chase goes on
with each new mission ♪
♪ With backdrops
a-plenty globally ♪
♪ And through it all
they're in contention ♪
♪ Sylvester & Tweety ♪
♪ Mysteries ♪♪
[dramatic music]
[instrumental music]
(Sylvester)
We were on our way
to Carmel, California.
For Granny won a free night
at some
quaint bed and breakfast joint.
The old gal just loves a good
bed and breakfast. And me?
[stomach growling]
I'm just interested
in the part about breakfast.
[music continues]
(Granny)
Well, here we are, boys.
And it looks so peaceful.
Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!
Oh, my gosh!
The owner has been kidnapped!
He's gone!
Vanished!
Disappeared into thin air!
No more! Just.. Bye bye!
Calm down.
Now, who kidnapped your boss?
The ghosts!
[stomach growling]
[intense music]
[slamming]
[all sigh]
Like I said, the ghosts
inside
the bed and breakfast
have kidnapped the owner,
Flint Northwood.
[engine revving]
[stomach growling]
Geez, I'd like
to pacify my tummy
with a little yellow snack.
I'd like to pacify your tummy
with a big yewow smack!
[thud]
Well, I for one,
do not believe in ghosts.
But I do believe in mysteries.
[Hector barks]
(Granny)
'Hello? Sylvester!'
'Hmm. No power.
No problem, boys.'
'I've got a flashlight
in my purse.'
'Oh, dear, I hope
this first night'
'doesn't count as my free stay'
'at the bed and breakfast.'
Uh, h-hello? Hello?
Mr. Northwood?
I wonder..
[claps]
What do you know!
It really does work.
"FN?" Flint Northwood!
I found a clue!
Huh?
[stomach growling]
Why, that's odd.
Somebody slept here recently.
[screams]
Sylvester, stop playing
with the waste basket.
What the..
I must be imagining things.
Why am I reminded of Kas White?
[creaking and footsteps]
Now that is not
my imagination.
[stomach growling]
Wh-wh-wh-what's that?
[stomach growling]
Oh, it's you again!
Be patient, I'll feed you soon.
[ticking]
Hmm. No one seems to be here.
Open your eyes, Granny.
All I see is breakfast,
lunch and dinner!
[ching]
These look as if they
could be the footprints of..
Oh, nonsense.
It couldn't be...
a giant chicken?
A giant chicken?
[spits]
This I gotta see!
Dear Diary, today, puddy tat
finawy went over the edge.
[screaming]
Oh, goodness, I startled myself!
That's strange.
The footprints led down here
but it's a dead end.
Oh, no! Now, the footprints
have gone!
Oh, dear. There was
no giant chicken at all.
No chicken? Oh..
Guess I'll have to settle
for something lighter.
[instrumental music]
[chomping]
Uh.
Puddy tat should cut back
on his preservatives.
Huh?
[growling]
(Granny)
'Hector?'
Now, don't go
wandering off, Hector.
I feel lost enough
with both of us.
Hello?
Oh, just what
the doctor ordered.
'Some hot tea
will help calm me.'
And maybe we'll
find you a biscuit.
[barks]
[instrumental music]
Hyah!
[clanking]
Sounds like teatime.
[slurps]
This water is cold.
Oh, dear.
[instrumental music]
Oh, I just don't understand
what's going on.
I'm afraid I must be losing
my sleuthing abilities.
I'm pooped.
Perhaps it's time
for me to hang up
my magnifying glass
for good.
Oh, Hector,
that is not ours.
[whimpers]
Oh, it's alright, Hector.
It was a good run
while it lasted.
Remember the time when I won
the Grand Prix at Monte Carlo
and solved the case
of the missing
platinum roulette wheel?
Dwanny! Oh, Dwanny!
(Granny)
Or the time we found
the Olympic torch
and had to run it all the way
to Sydney, Australia!
[chuckles]
What's the matter, puddy?
Got vertigo?
[screaming]
[splash]
[gurgling]
Phew.
Well, now,
that wasn't so bad.
swoosh
chomp
chomp
chomp
[instrumental music]
[cheering]
Huh?
Uh.
And just think of all
the people we've helped.
And all the baddies
we sent up the river.
Now, where did all those
old chicken footprints go?
[thud]
Say, what's this?
[sinister laugh]
My plan is working perfectly!
Granny thinks she's through,
washed up, kaput!
Ooh!
Little does she know
it was I
Silas McCawber,
who lured her here
to extract my revenge.
If she thinks she can ruin
my magic career twice
and get away with it
she's got another
thing coming.
Now, where's my top hat?
[engine revving]
At last, here's where
I get my midnight snack.
Oh, why do I even try?
I'll never fi..
What's this?
Say, I must be a better
detective than I thought I was.
Oh, my heavens. What now?
Silas McCawber!
I sent you to prison!
One step closer, and I'll
send your precious canary
into a life as
a rabbit or a duck!
[sinister laugh]
[Tweety whimpering]
Stop, you overdressed fiend!
Let my bird go!
(Silas)
You'll never catch me,
you meddling old biddy.
[pops]
That is of course unless
the lifeboat has a hole in it!
[bubbling]
Don't forget your hat,
Magic Man.
[clapping]
Granny, I'm really
Flint Northwood.
I was warned that the
fugitive
McCawber was on the loose.
So I went undercover
as Norman.
(Granny)
'Well, it's a good thing
you did.'
(Flint)
'It was your
brilliant sleuthing'
'that captured this criminal.'
Just another successful case
to add to my memories, I guess.
Uh, but now,
what to do about supper?
May I suggest seafood?
Oh! Why, I'd love it!
Seafood? Well, it wooks like
dinner is on puddy tonight!
[yowling]
Sheesh.
[theme music]