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Tweety is washing in the park birdbath and singing. Not far off there are gentlemen seated on a park bench reading their paper. Sylvester is sitting among them and peering through a peephole in the newspaper, inches near Tweety. As Tweety notices Sylvester attempting to capture him after initially mistaking his tongue for a towel, Tweety rushes off and Sylvester chases him round and round a little toddler girl on a bike wagon. Tweety rushes into Lillian, the toddler’s mean nanny and gains her sympathy to protect him from Sylvester, calling him a hooligan, devil, troublemaker, and rascal and saying “You piece of junk. No. You’re older than junk, You’re a cat!” as she puts her foot down.)