All a Bir-r-r-d

Tweety Bird:
[singing and swinging in his cage] I'm a tweet wittle birdie in a guilded cage/ Tweety's my name, but I don't know my age/ I don't have to worry and that is that/ I'm safe in there from that ole puddy tat. [stops singing and swinging and sees Sylvester] I tawt I taw a puddy tat. [looks again] I did! I did! I did taw a puddy tat.

Conductor:
[after he smacks Sylvester's hand when he tries to catch Tweety] Oh no, you don't! It's a good thing I kept my eye on you, you sneakin' feline. And as for you, little birdie, I'd better put you in a safer place. [he hangs Tweety's cage on a celing hook] There ya are. That oughta do it. [to Sylvester again] Now remember, cat... no tricks!

[The next scene shows us where Sylvester is in his cage while muttering to himself]

Hector:
Ruff! ruff! ruff!

Sylvester:
AAAAAAAH, SHUT UP!

[Sylvester hits Hector with an umbrella]

Hector:
Ruff! ruff! ruff!

Sylvester:
AAAAAAAH, shut your big yap, or I'll let you have another!

[A disguised Sylvester arrives at Gower Gulch Station in a taxi]

Sylvester:
Oh, hurry, please, and get me my little Tweety Bird! I missed him so!

Conductor:
[hands Sylvester a covered cage] Yes, here you are, madam.

[Sylvester takes the cage, gets back in his taxi and rides off. He laughs evilly, thinking he's caught Tweety, but when he pulls the cover off, Hector is inside. He growls angrily while Sylvester screams in fear. The taxi pauses at a mile marker post, which Hector picks up and uses to beat Sylvester up mercilessly. On the train, Tweety watches]

Tweety Bird:
Uh-oh, that puddy tat got another playmate! It's gonna be awfully lonesome from here to Pasadena.

my name is dumb and ugly

Tweety:
[last lines, as he watches Sylvester getting beat up by Hector] Uh-oh, that puddy tat got another playmate! It's gonna be awfully lonesome from here to Pasadena.