I don't, for the record, have a Tweety Bird fetish.
I'm not into superhero movies, but I love cartoons. Tweety bird is my favourite.
[Eddie is hanging on to a flagpole with Tweety Bird's nest on top]
Tweety: Oh, wook, piddies!
Eddie Valiant: Hi, Tweety.
Tweety: Dis widdle piddy went to market.
[lifts one of Eddie's fingers from the pole]
Tweety: Dis widdle piddy 'tayed home.
[lifts another one]
Eddie
Valiant: No.
Tweety: Dis widdle piddy had woast beef...
[lifts another one]
Tweety: [wincing] And *dis* widdle piddy - had...
[Eddie falls]
Tweety: [sadly] Uh-oh, wan outta piddies.
Gus: I don't buy it! There's gotta be somebody there, who knows whats going on.
Nick: I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED ALRIGHT! Catherine told me and everything she said has checked out!
Gus: You've got Goddamn tweety birds flying around your head! You think the two of you will fuck like minks, raise rugrats, and live happily ever after!
Sylvester: [after a few suggestions of what to challenge the Nerdlucks to] Suffering succotash! What's wrong with all of ya? I say... we get a ladder
[as you see a mental image of him on a ladder outside of a window where Tweety Bird is sitting in his cage]
Sylvester: ... wait till the old lady gets out of the room... then grab that little bird!
[grabs Tweety Bird, then the scene transitions back to Sylvester holding on to one of his thumbs, hyperventilating]
Bugs: Whoa, whoa! Take a deep breath, Sly!