Despondent on a dockside, a starving Sylvester spies Tweety through an ocean liner porthole and purrs, “Hello, breakfast!” Sylvester stows away on the ship to catch Tweety. Near-sighted Granny is also on board, and she’ll teach him “to molest helpless little birdies.” Her glasses are an element here. If Sylvester can keep them away from Granny, he can get at the bird. Tweety tries to cure Sylvester’s seasickness with “a nice, juicy piece of salt pork.”
