Quiet Please!

Tom:
[singing to Spike to the tune of Brahms's Lullaby] Go to sleep, go to sleep. Close your big blood shot eyes. You're a dope, and you're a lug, and I hope you don't wake up!

Tom:
[reading under his breath] "To Tom: My favorite cat I leave my sole earthly posession..." [out loud] One custard pie? Let me have it!

[Jerry lets him have it all right]

[Before Tom could catch up to Jerry, Spike grabs Tom and fed up with him]

Spike:
[to Tom] Listen pussycat, I'm trying to take a nap, a little beauty rest, see?! And you're driving me nuts! I'm a nervous wreck, look.

[He pulls tongue out over and over again, then he turns back to Tom]

Spike:
Please chum, take it easy, play off the noise, huh?! 'Cause if I heard one more sound, I'M GONNA SKIN YOU ALIVE, GET IT?!?! [Jerry nods happily] NOW SCRAM!