Jerry is sitting on the cheese pedestal. He's wearing a tiny construction hat and holding a blueprint labeled "VAULT BLUEPRINTS (STOLEN)."
Inside: It's glorious. Polished marble floors. A single, glowing chunk of moon-shaped cheddar on a pedestal. And written in gold leaf on the wall: RULE #2: SEE RULE #1. Tom cackles silently (cue: wide, open-mouthed laugh). He kicks the door shut and throws twelve different deadbolts.
Inside the vault. Tom dusts his paws. Finally. Peace. tom and jerry cartoon archive
Tom freezes.
Tom SLAMS the door shut. Leans against it. Listens to the faint sound of a conga line starting inside. Jerry is sitting on the cheese pedestal
Then—a soft PING . The sound of a rubber ball bouncing on marble.
Tom crawls out, dripping with sweetness. Jerry slides down a fireman's pole. He holds up a new sign: "This vault was built by a MOUSE. Your ancestor was an idiot." A single, glowing chunk of moon-shaped cheddar on a pedestal
He looks at the camera. Two slow blinks.
Tom snatches it. The envelope is wax-sealed with a silhouette of a snarling cat. He reads: "To the last surviving heir of the 'Cheddar-Whiskers' line: You have inherited the CHEESE MOON VAULT. A fortress of 100% impenetrable, mouse-proof design. Location: behind the grandfather clock." Tom's eyes bulge. He struts, chest puffed, holding the letter like an Oscar. He glances at the mouse hole. Jerry peeks out, polishing a tiny acorn cup.
He turns a crank. GEARS GRIND. The door SWINGS OPEN with a dramatic WHOOSH .
Jerry holds up a final sign: "Sunday is also POTLUCK."