Pepe Le Pew:
Do not come wiz me to ze Casbah - we shall make beautiful musicks togezzer right here!
Pepe Le Pew:
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smelle vous finay.
Pepe Le Pew:
What is this? Oh, but of course. This little one wish to commit suicide to prove her love for me. What a sweet gesture. Nevertheless, I must prevent it.
Pepe Le Pew:
I am ze locksmith of love, no?
Gendarme:
Sacre cerise! Un pew! Le kitty que'l terriblay odeur!
Perfume Shop Owner:
[Crying] Oh, pouvre de moi! I am ze bankrupt!
Cat:
Le mew. Le purr.
Perfume Shop Owner:
Ah, le pussy ferocious. Remove that skunk, that polecat pole from the premises. Avec!
Pepe Le Pew:
Quelle est? Ah, le belle femme skunk fatale.
Pepe Le Pew:
This little love bundle. Now she is seeking for us a trysting place. Touching, is it not? Come, my little peanut of brittle. I will help you. Wait for me. Wait.
Pepe Le Pew:
[Last line] You know, it is possible to be too attractive.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
