"Foghorn Leghorn: What kept, I say, what kept ya, son? I can't hold my breath forever! I'm not a fish! I've gotta breathe air! My lungs crave air! You gotta think of things like that, boy. [gurgles in the water] ...no consideration for me! [The cat falls on his back again.] Eh, you're down again. I don't wanna be hoggish about this, so I'll tell ya what. Let's divide the worm."