[theme music playing]
I'm going ice skating, Gwanny.
Okay. You have fun, dear.
Tanks, I will!
I always have a good time when Gwanny's not around.
Sheesh! I'm freezin'.
And I'm starvin'.
Aha! Canned delight.
[thudding]
Ow! Ow! Oof! Get offa me!
Savage.
[Tweety singing] ♪ Tweety went skating and he had fun, mmm-hmm
♪ Tweety went skating and he had fun ♪
♪ Skated on the ice and not on his bum ♪
♪ Tweety went skating and he had fun, mmm-hmm ♪
The dry spell is over.
Oh, no! A puddy cat!
That's right, mister.
Gee, you shouldn't walk on the ice like that.
You could slip and hurt yourself.
Balderdash!
We cats have the best reflexes known to man!
Hmmph!
[nails hitting ice]
See, what did I tell ya!
Very impressive!
But how about this?
Uh-oh, puddy's stuck in a giant ice cube.
[cracking]
That puddy is a real cracker.
♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪
I always like to tenderize my meat before I eat it.
- ♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪ -[branch breaking]
[water splashes]
What are you doing stuck under the ice?
[muffled screaming]
Looks like Puddy made a new friend.
There's gotta be a way to snatch that stubborn canary.
That's it!
If I can't get to him, I'll bring him to me.
[chuckling wickedly]
-[electricity crackling] -Huh!
Hey, this pond is pwaying twicks on me.
[chuckling]
Come to mama!
Uh-oh! Yipe!
Oh, no! Oh, no!
Now, let's get you in my mouth, where you belong.
[growling]
Oh wook, a fewocious powar bear!
[grunts]
[fighting]
Bye-bye, puddy.
It was 'ice' knowing ya.
[whirring]
Beep, beep.
[birds tweeting]
[draining]
Beep, beep.
[horn honking]
[sizzling]
[glass breaks]
[gasping]
[panting]
Boy, visiting the high desert in the middle of a heat wave was a bad idea.
If only I could find a place to cool off.
[gasps]
I'm sure this nice home owner won't mind sharing
his pool with the local wildlife.
If there's one thing I have zero tolerance for,
it's sharing my pool with the local wildlife. Hmmph.
Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!
Well, then, time for the first dip of the day.
What the--
Aaah!
-A wabbit! -Hiya, Doc.
Nice swimming hole you got here.
What do you think you're doing in my pool?
The backstroke.
Oh, yeah!
[thud]
Ehh, what's up, Doc?
You are!
[screaming]
Oooh!
Ah! Ooh, ah! Ooh!
[groans]
Of course, you realize this means, you know.
[whistling]
Hey! Four point three! Not bad!
-[groaning] -[birds tweeting]
[squeaking]
[loud splash]
[taps opens]
Oh, uh, hey, Doc!
Freshen my drink for me, will you?
How about a nice spiked punch?
-Uh-oh. -Any last words, wabbit?
Yeah. Those flip flops have been out of style for at least three decades.
-Really? -In fact,
I wouldn't be caught dead wearing those things.
Oh, well, I was just about to take 'em off.
-[sizzling] -[groans] Oh! Oh!
Gwacious! Ow!
The cement is wed hot.
Yeah, Doc, that sun ain't fooling around.
-Better put on some sunscreen. -[bottle squidges]
[yells] My eyes!
[crying] Oh, now I can't see!
Ow! Oww!
We gotta get you to the diving board. This way.
Ow! Ow! Ow!
[yelling] Ouch!
Watch out for that rake!
[yelling]
[Elmer] Oh, hot!
Oh, no, Doc! Watch out for those jacks!
Ow! oh, ow, oh, ow!
-Ow! -Keep movin', Doc.
But don't step on those mouse traps.
-Ow! Oh! Ow! -[traps snapping]
Avoid those thumb tacks.
[Elmer] Ow! Ooh! Ooh! Hot! Hot!
Watch out for that lemon juice!
[Elmer] Ow! That burns!
Almost there, Doc.
Just turn right and grab the ladder.
-[Elmer yells] -But watch out for those rattle snakes!
[Elmer screams]
Aaah!
Now, this is living.
-[snakes hissing] -Back already?
[air whistling]
Enjoy your flight, you pesky wabbit.
Maybe now I can finally swim uninterrupted!
[whistling]
Back on the board!
-Huh? -You know the rules.
You can't go in the pool without a buddy.
-I can't? -Pool rules.
You gotta have a buddy!
-But I... -You don't want to drown now, do you?
Of course not, Mr. Wifeguard.
I didn't think so!
Now, find yourself a buddy and I'll let you in the pool.
Buddy! Buddy!
There's gotta be one around here some place.
Hmm.
Oh, hello. What's your name?
Buddy? Buddy!
Hey, Mr. Wifeguard!
I found my buddy!
All right, go in the pool, fellas.
Cannonball!
[explosion]
[draining]
[whistling]
Hey, knucklehead, stay out of the skimmer!
Wait a minute, that's the wabbit.
Whoops!
[screeches]
I'll show you.
Heya, slow down. Someone could get hurt.
[splashes]
Help! It's dark!
I can't swim!
You swam earlier in this picture.
I'm not falling for any more of your twicks!
-Help! -[bubbling]
Oh, no! Oh, no!
[crying] What have I done?
Don't worry, Mr. Wabbit.
[coughing]
[weakened] It's all over for me, Doc.
I am so sorry, Mr. Wabbit!
[coughs]
Can I make just one request before I go?
Anything, Mr. Wabbit.
Anything at all.
Can I call my wife and say goodbye?
Absolutely.
Thanks, Doc.
[dials]
Hiya, honey. Come on over.
And bring the kids!
[all laughing]
B-b-b-b-b!
[theme music playing]