A Tale of Two Kitties (1942)

Mel Blanc: Catstello, Tweety

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Quotes 

• Babbit : Come on, stupid. Get the bird!

  Catstello : [looks down]  Ohh...!

  Babbit : Gimme the bird. Gimme the bird!

  Catstello : If that Hays Office would only let me, I'd give him the boid all right.

  [whistles] 

• [last lines] 

  Tweety : [as an air raid warden]  Aiw waid. Wights out. Total bwackout. Bweak it up, putty tats, bweak it up! Aiw waid. Wights out. Total bwackout.

  Babbit : [to Catstello]  Now's our chance! Let's get 'im!

  [the two cats approach Tweety] 

  Tweety : [yelling]  TURN OUT THOSE LIGHTS!

  [all the lights, including the cats' eyes, turn off] 

• [Catstello is hanging from a wire by one foot; Tweety is jumping on his toes] 

  Catstello : Hey, cut it out! Cut it out, pigeon! Don't do that!

  Tweety : [pulls off one toe]  This widdle piddy went to market...

  Catstello : Babbit!

  Tweety : [pulls off second toe]  This widdle piddy tayed home...

  Catstello : Babbit!

  Tweety : [pulls off last toe]  This widdle piddy had woast beef...

  Catstello : Babbit!

  [falls] 

  Tweety : Well, whatdya know, I wan out of piddies.

• Catstello : I'm afraid to go up high. I get heightrophobia.

• Tweety : I tawt I taw a putty tat!

  [Catstello bouncing with the spring-loaded jump] 

  Tweety : I did! I taw a putty tat.

• Catstello : But I don't want to hurt no boid. I like boids. I'd go hungry first.

  Babbit : What's the matter, fraidy cat? This is just a tiny bird.

  Catstello : You mean it's just a poor little, teeny-tiny, itsy-bitsy, defenseless bird?

  Babbit : That's right.

  Catstello : Let me at 'im! Let me at 'im! I'll get him, Babbit! Gangway, I'll murdarlize him! Let me at 'im!

• [Catstello, eating an apple, is sitting on a powder charge which Babbit is ready to detonate] 

  Catstello : Gee, Babbit. I'm just no good.

  Babbit : Oh, the breaks were against you.

  Catstello : I'm a flop-a-roo. I can't even get the boid.

  Babbit : Don't worry. You'll get it, all right.

  Catstello : You mean, I'll get it in the end?

  Babbit : Yeah. And you'll get a big bang out of it, too!

  [He detonates the charge, sending Catstello flying] 

  Catstello : [unaware that he is airborne]  Well, that sure takes a load off my mind.

• Tweety : [in an air raid warden's helmet, calling on a telephone]  Hewwo? Fourth Interceptive Tommand? I tee an unidentified object, fwying awound my widdle head.

• Tweety : Ohh, the poor putty tat. He cwushed his widdie head.

  [grins] 

• Babbit : Why do you do these things?

  Catstello : I'm a baaaad pussycat.

• Babbit : [sees a flat Catstello]  Come on. Stop your clowning! What's the matter with you? Aren't you ashamed?

  Catstello : I don't know.

• Catstello : Is there an insurance salesman in the house?