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A Tale of Two Kitties
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Hey Babbit! Babbit! No, Babbit! Cut it out!
I don't wanna, I tell ya.
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Oh, there's nothing to it.
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I don't wanna do it. I won't do it.
I can't do it.
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Now wait a minute. Wait a minute.
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I don't want no part of it.
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Listen. You want to eat don't you?
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Yeah Babbit, I want to eat. I love to eat.
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Well then, go up and get the bird
out of that nest, and we'll eat.
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But I don't want to hurt no bird.
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I like birds. I'd go hungry first.
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What's the matter fraidy cat?
This is only a tiny, little bird.
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You mean a poor little, tinsy winsy,
itsy bitsy, defenseless bird?
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Yes!
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Let me at him! Let me at him!
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I'll get him Babbit! Gangway!
I'll murdalize him. Let me at him.
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Take it easy! Take it easy!
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I'll show him.
Where does he get that stuff?
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Don't hold me back. I'll get him.
I'll show him.
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Come on, quit your fooling. Get up that ladder.
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Don't push me, Babbit. Don't push me.
I'm scared to go up high.
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I get heightrophobia.
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Don't push me.
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You can't make me do it.
You can't make me do it.
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He doed it.
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Come on stupid. Get the bird.
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Give me the bird! Give me the bird!
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If that Hays office would only let me.
I'd give him the bird alright. [whistles]
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Brrr!!!
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Babbit! Babbit! Whoa! Babbit!
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Hey, Babbit! Look! Stilts! [whistles]
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Help! Help! Babbit! Here I go again!
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Catch me! Help!
Hey, I'm too young to die.
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Help! Save me! Help!
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Hey, how'd you get a way up here?
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Say Babbit, are you sure this
thing is going to be okay?
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Of course, of course. Everything's under control.
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Don't push me down in the box, Babbit.
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Please don't do it. Don't do it.
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Hey Babbit! Oh Babbit! Babbit!
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What's the matter now?
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I'm afraid of the dark.
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Well I'll let you out then.
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I thought I taw a puddy tat.
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I did! I taw a puddy tat.
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Oh the poor puddy tat.
He crushed his little head.
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Gee Babbit, I'm just no good.
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Oh, the breaks were against you.
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I'm a floperoo. I can't even get the bird.
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Don't worry. You'll get it alright.
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You mean I'll get it in the end?
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Yeah. And you'll get a big bang
out of it, too.
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Well, that sure takes a load off of my mind.
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Hey cut it out. Cut it out, pigeon.
Don't do that.
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This little piddy went to market.
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Babbit!
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This little piddy stayed home.
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Babbit!
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This little piddy had roast beef.
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Babbit!
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Well what do you know? I ran out of piddies.
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Babbit! Babbit!
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Here, puddy tat.
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Phew!!!
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I'll save you! Where are you?
Speak to me! Speak to me!
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[whistles]
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Come on. Stop your clowning. What's the matter
with you? Aren't you ashamed?
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I don't know.
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Why do you do these things?
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I'm a bad pussycat.
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Oh, I just can't seem to get the bird.
'Tain't no use.
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Don't worry.
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I can't do it.
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This will get you up there.
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Contact.
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Contact.
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Contact.
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Contact.
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Contact.
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Contact.
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Hey Babbit! I'm a Spitfire!
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[whistles]
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Hello, Fourth Interceptor Command?
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I see an unidentified object
flying around my little head.
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Is there an insurance salesman in the house?
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Air raid! Lights out! Total blackout!
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Break it up, puddy tats. Break it up!
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Air raid! Lights out! Total blackout!
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Hey, now's our chance. Come on.
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TURN OUT THOSE LIGHTS!!!