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NARRATOR: Once upon a time in a neat little cottage

in a deep, dark forest lived three cats.

A father cat,

a mother cat,

and a little baby cat.

(SLURPS)

Yeow! My porridge is too hot!

(SLURPS)

My porridge is too cold.

Whoever heard of cats eating porridge?

Why can't we have a mouse like other pussy cats?

(LISPING) I'll tell you what, let's take a walk in the woods

while our porridge cools.

Now, where have I heard that before?

Oh, well, let's start walking!

I don't like porridge! I want a mouse!

You'll eat your porridge and like it!

I'll eat it, but I won't like it!

Watch your step on this bridge, some of these boards are loo...

NARRATOR: In the meantime, while the porridge was cooling,

there came a tiny knock on a tiny door.

(KNOCKING)

Anybody home?

NARRATOR: It was Goldimouse.

Porridge!

After Goldimouse finished the porridge, she became very sleepy.

I'm very sleepy.

She tried the father cat's bed, but it was too hard.

So, she tried the mother's bed. It was too soft.

Then she tried the baby's bed.

It's just right.

(SNORING)

Meanwhile, the cats were returning from their walk.

But, Father, why? Why can't we have a mouse?

Because we haven't got any! That's why!

(LISPING) Sufferin' succotash! Somebody's been eating my porridge!

And someone's been eating my porridge.

Somebody's been eating my porridge and thank goodness, it's all gone.

(LISPING) Somebody's been sleeping in my bed!

Somebody's been sleeping in my bed.

Someone's sleeping in my bed, and it's a mouse!

(SCREAMS)

It's a cat!

(SQUEAKING)

Help! A nasty old cat!

Put her on the plate, Pop. Put her on the plate.

(SCREAMING)

Well, I guess she got away.

(CRYING)

I want a mouse.

Okay, okay, I'll get you your mouse!

Spoiled brat cat!

All right, Goldimouse, now I got...

(BANGING)

Help! Help! A cat! Help! Help! A cat!

How can I face my friends with a father that can't catch a mouse?

For shame!

Just hold onto that plate, son.

You'll have mouse shish kabob in a minute.

Mother, you better bring the thing!

Well, thanks a lot, but I could have gotten out myself.

Couldn't I have, Junior?

Spoiled brat.

You see, son, the wheels in your father's head are still clicking.

Oh, Mother, bring the band-aids!

What a father!

Mother!

(EXPLODES)

(SOFTLY) Mother!

Yes, yes, I know.

You see, son, if you build a better mouse trap,

the mice will beat a path to your door.

When that mouse comes through this opening...

Wham!

She won't know what hit her.

Father, I think I better eat the porridge.

Oh, no! Here!

You're gonna have mouse, pancake-style.

No spoiled brat son of mine is gonna have to eat porridge.

(SNIFFING)

Cheese! I just love cheese! Really I do!

(EXPLODING)

Father! Did you get my breakfast? Huh, Father? Huh, Father?

Father, did you get it? Huh, Father? Did you?

SYLVESTER: Yes, here!

Spoiled brat!

(EXCLAIMS)

Porridge! What a father!

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