Original subtitles

[snoring]

[theme music plays]

[alarm ringing]

And don't come back until you learn to stop waking me up!

Morning, Garfield.

Morning, Squeak.

Whoever invented the alarm clock should be dragged into the street and beaten.

-Hi again, Garfield. -Hi again, Squeak.

No, it's too good for him.

Instead they should make him sleep with an alarm clock nearby.

Hi one more time, Garfield.

Hi one more time, Squeak.

I'm getting an awful lot of Squeak this morning.

[Garfield] I'll figure out what's going on after breakfast...

Make that after lunch.

[tense music]

-[gasps] -[indistinct chatter]

[grunts]

[indistinct chatter]

We seem to have a mouse convention in progress.

Oh, well. It's not my problem.

-[mice gasp and scream] -[Garfield gasps]

[dramatic music]

[groans angrily] This is my problem.

Squeak!

[Squeak] You squeaked?

[clears throat] Look at what's in my dish.

There's nothing in your dish.

My point, exactly.

[Garfield groans]

Please, Garfield, old pal, old friend. Please, be understanding.

You ate my breakfast.

All these mice, my cousins, and uncles and nephews...

they had no place else to go.

-[melancholic violin music] -[mice gasp]

They lived in the big house down the block that just got torn down.

You ate my breakfast!

I couldn't just turn them away.

I couldn't just send them out into the cold, cruel snow.

[birds chirping]

It's 92 degrees outside.

And you still ate my breakfast!

Look, Garfield. If you let us stay, we'll behave.

We can help out, do things for you...

Be your servants.

"Servants"?

Servants would be nice.

[brass band instrumental]

From now on, I'd like my grapes peeled.

-[mouse] "Peeled"? -[Garfield] Peeled.

And... take out the seeds.

"The seeds"? [gasps]

This is the life.

But I don't think I could take more than, say about, 20 or 30 years of it.

-[Odie barking] -[mice grunt]

Or maybe 20 or 30 seconds.

Quick, everyone! Hide! Amscray!

-[Jon] Garfield, we're back! -[gasps]

[groans] Unfortunately.

[Squeak] What's the matter?

If Jon finds out the house has mice, he'll expect me to--

-Got it! -[Jon] There you are, Garfield.

Looks like it's been peaceful while we were away.

-Yeah, sure looks that way. -[Odie barking]

[slurping]

Have that thing sanitized for my protection.

[Odie panting and sniffing]

While I'm away,

I feel secure knowing you're watching the house, Garfield.

I feel good when you're away too.

I know there won't be any intruders, or accidents, or mice...

especially mice.

[Odie sniffing]

-No, you're not smelling a mouse. -[Odie panting]

There isn't a mouse within 20 miles of here.

[tense music]

Get your nose fixed.

All that walking around Odie and I did,

I just kept thinking how good it would be to get home and...

[Odie growling]

just to relax in my home here, knowing it's free from mice.

[Jon] As you know...

there's nothing that bothers me more than mice in my house.

[Odie growling]

First, something to eat.

[Odie whining]

[Squeak gasps]

[Squeak] It was rough under there, I was just going to--

-[Garfield groans] -[thud]

[Jon] Maybe later we'll order in from Lasagna Palace...

Garfield...

Is that a mouse?

Mouse? What mouse?

In your hand. That is a mouse.

[sighs]

What, this? [snickers nervously] Make like you're a toy.

No, this is a happy, fun, kitty toy thingy-me-bob.

Oh? It's just a kitty toy thingy-me-bob?

Squeak! Squeak!

Well, I guess it's cute. I need to get something to eat.

-[groans] -[gasps]

[thud]

-Garfield said we should hide. -[gasp]

Garfield, did you eat all my crackers?

We better get out of here.

[Jon] What are you going to do about this?

-[mouse yells] -[screaming] I have mice in my cupboard!

-[mice laughing] -[Jon gasps]

[Jon gasps]

I have mice in my silverware drawer!

[mouse humming]

I even have mice in my sink!

Do you mind? I'm taking a bath here.

Garfield! [shouting angrily]

-[mice squeaking] -Mice everywhere.

How did that happen? I had no idea.

-I have to go water my ferns. -[Jon] No you don't! Come with me!

I saw this website a while ago and bookmarked it.

It's for a service called Ratator Pest.

"Ratator Pest"?

Pay attention!

Couldn't we go to a website where you can order pizza delivery?

[sinister music]

[announcer] Mouse problem in your house? Then why not call Ratator Pest?

Our specialists will rush to your home where they'll stop at nothing. [laughing]

The mouse or rat hasn't lived who can defy the might of Ratator Pest.

They can run, they can hide, like the rodents they are,

but they can never get away. [laughing]

Ratator Pest: a mouse's worst nightmare.

Click here to order our service.

I'm not going to click... now...

They're expensive, and getting rid of mice is your job.

-[Jon] I mean, you are the cat here. -[Garfield sighs]

You are going to get rid of these mice. Every last one of them!

[Odie barking]

[Odie growling]

[Garfield whistles and gasps]

I'm going out for a while. Come on, Odie.

[Odie barks]

If there's a mouse here when I get back, I'm calling in Ratator Pest.

And I'm deducting the cost of them from my cat food budget.

You won't see lasagna in this house for years.

For years?

The barbarian. Why doesn't he just cut off my oxygen?

[gasps]

[Garfield] Guys, you've got to leave here.

Guys! Guys!

Yoohoo! Calling all mice! Calling all mice!

[indistinc chatter]

-Squeak! -Hey!

Now that what's-his-name's gone, we have the house to ourselves.

No, no, no. You've got to leave.

All of you. Right this minute if not sooner.

-No way! This is our new home. -[sighs]

[Garfield roaring]

[laughing] You think we're going to run from that?

-Other cats scare mice. -Other cats eat mice.

You're going to start eating mice, Garfield?

[groans] The very idea of it!

Then it looks like, we're here to stay.

It's no use. It's not in my blood.

What am I going to do? I'll lose my lasagna for at least a year.

Jon'll call that horrible Ratator Pest... [sighs]

that service thing on the internet. That terrible Ratator Pest.

I know!

Come on Squeak! I have to show you something.

Hey! I was making a sandwich.

Later. This is more important.

[announcer] Ratator Pest, a mouse's worst nightmare.

Click here to order our service.

This is awful! Garfield, you wouldn't.

You're right, I wouldn't, but Jon would, and will... unless...

Unless what?

-Unless you go along with my plan. -Anything! Anything!

Get all the mice together. We'll have to rehearse before Jon returns.

[Jon] Garfield, we're back! Are the mice gone yet?

[military music plays]

Okay. I guess the mice aren't gone yet.

That's it! I'm calling Ratator Pest.

[jazz music plays]

[mice cheering]

-Garfield! You handled that so well. -[Odie barks]

Naturally.

I feel like you deserve a reward. But I have no idea what it should be.

-[Italian music playing] -[Jon gasps]

"Luigi's Lasagna Palace, we deliver." Good idea, Garfield!

I'll call and have them deliver hot lasagna.

[Odie barking and slurping]

Do that again and you'll wind up in the bag with them.

[Odie whines]

[Italian music playing]

-[doorbell rings] -Garfield, lasagna's here.

[Jon shouting] Garfield!

-Hurry! Everyone in. -[mice scream]

Thanks for everything, Garfield.

Don't mention it. I hope you're happy living at Luigi's.

How could we not be? All the lasagna we can eat. See you.

[groans] All the lasagna they can eat?

Garfield, lasagna! [shouting]

Funny. That usually gets him here in under three seconds.

[woman] Luigi! Where are you?

There you are! Luigi, you have to do something.

You have to call an exterminator to get rid of these mice.

Never mind the mice. I need an exterminator to get rid of him!

[to self] I think I'm going to like it here.

[theme music plays]