- Gendarme: Sacre cerise! Un pew! Le kitty que'l terriblay odeur!
- 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.
- 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: 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.