The Unexpected Pest

Mouse:
[Wakes up to the smell of cheese] I know, I'm in heaven. [Sees Sylvester] No, I must be in the other place.

Sylvester:
Well, I'll tell ya where you're gonna be, unless you do as I tell you, and that's down the hatch. [Points at mouth]

Mouse:
Oh, please, spare me, Mr. Pussycat! I'll do anything you say.

Sylvester:
Okay. But remember, you disobey me, and it's down the hatch.

Mouse:
No! No! Not that! I'll be your slave.

Sylvester:
Okay, slave. I've got a job for ya.

Sylvester:
Come on, slave. Time to do your stuff.

Mouse:
Just a minute, cat! I've been doing some thinking.

Sylvester:
Oh, yeah? And what about, peanut brain?

Mouse:
Well, it looks like you need me to keep your happy home.

Sylvester:
Oh, yeah? And what's that make you?

Mouse:
Well, from now on, it makes me the boss around here. [Plucks out one of Sylvester's whiskers]

Sylvester:
Ow! Why you little... I'll...

Mouse:
You'll what?

Sylvester:
Why, I'll...

Mouse:
[Jumps into Sylvester's mouth] Down the hatch? I dare ya. I double dare ya! [Tries to close Sylvester's mouth]

Sylvester:
No, no! Don't, don't! Uh-uh, don't, don't!

Mouse:
Okay, but you'd better keep an eye on me. You just can't afford to have anything happen to me. And away we go!

Man:
Marsha, what's going on in here?

Woman:
Oh, John. We'll have to keep the cat. He just caught a great big mouse, and there might be others around.

Sylvester:
[Chuckling] Or the same one lots of times, sister.