Snow Business
1953
Radio Reporter: The recent blizzard has snowbound the mountain areas. The state highway patrol reports that all roads to the mountains may be closed for six weeks. Sylvester: (shouts) Six weeks? I'll starve! (goes to the kitchen and opens the fridge) Bird seed... ? Sylvester: (opens the cupboard) Seed? Tweety: Hey, putty tat! I found wots of food! (bird seed, of course) We don't have to worry, putty. There's enough food for a wong time. Sylvester: I'm a cat! I've gotta have cat food! Tweety: Aw, poor putty tat. We've got to find something for you to eat. Let's see, what do putty tats wike to eat... Sylvester: Well, let's see, there's liver, and there's fish, and there's, uh... there's, uh... hmmmmmm... Tweety: And then there's what, putty, what else is there? Sylvester: Never mind, never mind. I got it solved. (runs to the kitchen)
(last lines) Tweety: Do you wike it, putty? (chomp) Sylvester: (shouts) Yeeeeowwww! (flies into the air and crashes face-first into the seed) Tweety: Oh, come now! It can't be *that* bad.