(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)
(TOM SNORING)
Night, Tom.
-(DOOR OPENS) -Don't take any wooden nickels.
NARRATOR: The night seemed like any other.
But tonight was different.
-You could smell it in the air. -(BOTH SNIFFING)
There was something out there, something dastardly,
some dark shadow waiting to strike.
But who has a sense for sinister schemes?
Whose green eyes stare into the darkness
and see the foul plots and criminals hiding within?
Why, no one less than Tom Cat, private detective,
the fearless furry flatfoot
making the night safe for the sleeping and the asleep so alike.
And watching over us as well is his pocket-size partner, Jerry Mouse,
who, though small, equals Tom in heroism.
Together they're also known as the Cat & Mouse Detectives.
(CRASHING)
-(THUDDING) -(SCREAMING)
(CREAKING)
Suddenly, a knock came at the door.
(KNOCKING)
Quiet! They could be right behind me.
(WHISTLING)
Tom, ever cool, put her at ease
and offered her a stick of gum.
No time to explain. You've got to help me...
If you have the heart for some lonely girl who's run into some trouble.
(CHEWING)
NARRATOR: As she chewed her gum,
her fine pointed ears and her well clipped toe paws
and everything in between.
(SHUSHING) They may hear you.
(SHUSHING)
Please, you gotta meet me tonight at my place by the lake.
I've come into a fortune in canned sardines,
some of them with cheese.
The word is out. I fear someone's gonna try and rob me.
(KISSING)
If you can find the time to help a girl out,
I'd be most appreciative.
-NARRATOR: The Cat & Mouse Detectives were on the case. -(HOWLING)
(OWL HOOTING)
GIRL: Help!
NARRATOR: A lady in distress. Trouble was at hand.
Without hesitation, the cat detective burst through the door.
(NARRATOR CLEARS THROAT)
(THUDS)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(MAN GRUNTS)
Tom struck back lightning-quick.
(SCREAMING)
(METAL CLANKING)
The intrepid sleuths followed close on the villain's heels.
(CRASHING)
(WHISPERS) The other way.
(CRASHING)
(TOY TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(WHISTLES)
(YELPS)
(CRASHING)
(GASPS)
(CLATTERING)
-GIRL: Help! -(BOTH GASP)
NARRATOR: The gumshoe cat had had enough.
It was time to settle this goon's hash.
(BOTH GASP)
GIRL: Help! Help!
(CLATTERING)
There must have been two, 3,000 cans in that pile.
-Three thousand cans is a lot of sardines. -(PANTING)
(PANTING)
(WHISTLES)
(SCREAMING)
It was the end of the line for this meatball.
It would have been easy to take a slow drive to Payback City,
but the Cat & Mouse Detectives chose the high road instead.
(YELPS)
Why, if it wasn't their old pal, Butch.
Fellas, hold on a second.
NARRATOR: The detectives had identified their man
and were ready to turn him over to justice.
But first, they wanted to thank him for all the trouble.
Eek!
-BUTCH: Let me explain! -(THUMPING)
-Let's talk. -(CRASHING)
(BUTCH GROANING)
(CLATTERING)
(GASPS)
(CRASHING)
Guys, listen! I'm just here to save the girl.
-The guard dog... -What's the ruckus?
What are you doing here?
Make it snappy.
I'm supposed to be guarding a pile of sardines.
I'm here 'cause of her. Toodles.
She said two goons were gonna steal her sardines.
I thought you were them.
I'm sorry for what I did to you.
But I'd do anything for that fancy feline.
Is that right?
You're trying to swipe the fish, are you?
(CANS CLATTERING)
(CLATTERING CONTINUES)
Uh-oh! The cans!
"Thanks, chumps. Couldn't have pulled off the heist without you.
"XO, Toodles."
Toodles!
(GROWLS)
the kind made with catgut.
Toodles pretended to be the heiress in the headline,
so she could make off with the fishy fortune.
They'd all been taught something.
Don't let a smooth purr and a soft paw
send your brain on a holiday.
Lesson learned.
Peace return to the hard-boiled streets of Tolucaville
thanks to the Cat & Mouse Detectives.
(YELLING AND THUDDING)