Best Of Cartoon Birds - Episode 50

🎵 Good afternoon, good afternoon. Oh, so you're looking for a place to live. Well, look no further, friend. Look no further. Oh, I got just a little place for you. Just a little place for you and your woman. Oh, way up there. Way up there. Oh, thank you. Thank you. You made a good buy. Peachy pie. Oh, you'll like it very much. You think I'm going to live in this broken-down old fire truck? You've got another thing coming. Now, just a minute. I didn't fly away. Now, after all, we've been through this thing before. I didn't fly away. I didn't go pick all the places to live. Shut up! Are you telling me I've never been able to get out of this until tonight? Let me tell you something. Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute! Uh, say, fellas, the boss asked me to ask you if you'd mind being a little more quiet. Uh, he's trying to sleep. And? What did they say? Uh, they said if you'd mind your business to her, they'd mind theirs. Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. America and all the ship at sea. Let's go to press. Flash. Do you have a magpie in your home? If you do, you are most fortunate. The magpie is the most charming bird in all the world. He is the best friend the farmer ever had. Treat him gently. Treat him kindly. And always remember, the magpie deserves your respect. Hello, everybody. Yes, sir, I have just the little article you need, guaranteed to cure all headaches. Now I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I ain't got no headache. Oh, yes, you have, brother. Who knows what will happen next? The shadow knows. Well, well, well, if it ain't the little flower. That was fun. Let's try it again. Maggie, my dear, would you mind asking those uncouth neighbors to be a little more quiet? All right now, children, follow me. As Patrick says, Polly want a cracker. Uh, Polly want a whacker. No. Polly want a whacker. No. Polly want a cracker. Yes. You're doing fine, Patrick. Now, Patricia, honey, you try it. Oh, oh, uh, Polly, oh, uh, Polly want... Nice, honey. Now, Peter, be a nice boy and say, Polly want a cracker. I don't want a cracker, see? I want to be a sailor like me pops, see? Huh, like your pops. Why, that seafaring homewrecker, that high seas hitchhiker, a fine father he's been, a seagoing slob, a sailor. Why, let me tell you something. When your father and I were first married, we lived in the Canary Islands. Then the stork brought you lovely children, and I was all so happy. But your father, the rum-soaked old seagull, couldn't stand being anchored in one harbor for five minutes. So he slipped his lorins and set sail for Hawaii. No, Ma, it was Catalina. Oh, oh, yes, set sail for Catalina. Oh, I used to burn a little light in the window. Hoping that someday he'd come back to us. But he never did, the needle brain. Now, Peter, now you don't want to be a sailor, do you? Yay! What? Hiya, fella. What you doing? What you making? What's the bell for? What you building? What's the hammer for? What you make? Well, see, I'm building a boat, see? And I'm putting out to sea, see? Because, because, because, today I am a man. See? Oh, boy, can I go? Can I be a sailor? I want to be a sailor. Will you let me be a sailor? Can I go with you? Okay, matey, but you gotta remember, see, I am the captain's kid. I do the things my old man did. For I'm the kid, the captain's kid, and half a buccaneer. All aboard. Come on, by heck. Your job will be to scrub the deck, or else I'll twist your leather neck, for I'm a buccaneer. Ship ahoy! Raise the pirate flag. When we get the swag, we'll sail for Treasure Island. That's where. And keep it there till I grow old. There's not a pirate half as bold, for I'm the captain's kid. See? Picture is kind of like Muniana County, don't you think? Or don't you? Talk to the birds, I say. Roger. Peter, talk to this little guy. Splashing and swimming is lots of fun. Peter, I'm coming. I'm coming. I'm coming. I'm coming. He's bending low. Peter, I'm coming. Help, help, help, help. You big sissy. Oh, my baby boy. Are you all right? I knew you'd get in trouble. Now you don't want to be a sailor, do you? Yes. What? Now, what would you do with a child like that?