Mouse: [Wakes up to the smell of cheese] I know, I'm in heaven.
Mouse: 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!