The Last Hungry Cat (1961)

Mel Blanc: Sylvester, Tweety

Quotes 

• Hitchcock-type Narrator : Well, you got away from the law, didn't you?

  [Sylvester nods] 

  Hitchcock-type Narrator : I bet you wish you could get away from your conscience that easily.

  Sylvester : Ah, conscience, shmonshience! That bird doesn't even enter my mind.

  [turns on the radio] 

  Radio Announcer : And now your local company will present gas chamber music for - I, I, I, I mean your local gas company will present chamber music for your enjoyment.

  [Sylvester perks up and switches off the radio] 

• [last lines] 

  Hitchcock-type Narrator : In the words of the Bard: "Conscience makes cowards of us all".

  Sylvester : [offscreen]  Ah, shut up!

  [hits the narrator in the head, forming a lump which remains in the silhouette as he walks away] 

  Hitchcock-type Narrator : Good evening.

• Hitchcock-type Narrator : [to Sylvester]  Well, you did it, didn't you, cat?

  Sylvester : [panting]  Yeah, yeah...

  Hitchcock-type Narrator : You got rid of that helpless little blue-eyed menace to society, didn't you?

  Sylvester : [chuckling]  Yeah. Yeah.

  Hitchcock-type Narrator : Sardines and milk wouldn't have done it. You had to commit murder.

  Sylvester : [shocked]  *Murder*?

  [laughing] 

  Sylvester : That's silly! Ridiculous! Murder...

  Hitchcock-type Narrator : Of course, there's a good chance they'll never find out who committed this horrible crime.

  [Sylvester notices newspapers headlining the police hunt for a criminal called "The Cat"] 

• Hitchcock-type Narrator : Are you nervous, pussycat?

  Sylvester : Yep.

  Hitchcock-type Narrator : Why don't you try reading? That always helps.

  Sylvester : Yeah. Yeah, that's a good idea, and besides, reading is good for you.

  [picks a book from the shelf, sits down and reads it] 

  Sylvester : Once upon a time there lived three birds - a mama bird, a papa bird, and a cute little... blue eyed... baby bird.

  [drops the book and screams] 

• Sylvester : [crying hysterically]  I can't take it anymore! I just can't! After all, I am a pussycat with normal weaknesses! Other pussycats have eaten birds! Why pick on me? Why?

  Hitchcock-type Narrator : Why don't you give yourself up?

  Sylvester : What was that?

  Hitchcock-type Narrator : I said, why don't you give yourself up and accept the consequences?

  Sylvester : Yeah, yeah, I'll give myself up! I'll throw myself on their mercy! I did it! I'm guilty! I can't take it anymore! I give up! I'm the killer!