[Urging Catstello to grab Tweety]
Babbit: Give me the bird!
Catstello: If the Hayes Office would only let me, I'd give him the bird all right!
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Catstello: I'm afraid to go up high. I get heightrophobia.
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Tweety: I tawt I taw a putty tat!
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Tweety: [after playing "This Little Piggie" with Catstello's toes, while he was hanging from a pole] Oh, wook. I wan out of piddies.
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Tweety: Aw, da poor puddytat. He cah-wushed his widdle head.
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[last lines]
Tweety: Turn out that light!
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