Original subtitles

[Garfield snores]

[theme music plays]

-[objects rattling] -[Harry humming]

-[Garfield snoring] -[rattling continues]

Waking me up is a crime punishable by no less than 15 years

in a maximum security prison.

-[objects break] -Or at least, it should be.

-Alright, I'm up. -[objects break]

Let's see who's too stupid to not be sleeping at this hour.

-[objects rattling] -[flies buzzing]

Oh, it's you Harry.

What are you looking for?

Leftovers.

In this house, nothing is left over.

-[trash can rattles] -So I see.

What I really had my appetite set on was

that nice, plump, juicy bluebird.

-[bird chirping] -[Harry] Does that look like good eating?

But I'll bet you've had your eye on that one for a while, right?

Not right.

I never chase any bird smaller than a roast turkey with stuffing,

mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce and that creamed corn that Jon's mother makes.

What? No bird chasing?

I gave it up.

Too much work, too many feathers, not enough drumsticks.

Then, do you mind?

-Be my guest. -Bluebird Pie, here I come.

[bird chirping]

[Harry laughs]

[Harry gasps]

[laughs]

[dramatic music plays]

[mechanism squeaks]

-[bird squeaks] -[Harry groans]

[chirping]

You win this round, bird. But I'll get you next time.

[joyful music plays]

Maybe those trash cans over on Maple Drive will have leftovers.

[soft music plays]

Chasing birds. Looks like fun.

But I'm not going to get back into that again.

My chasing bird days are behind me.

No, no! They're ahead of me! I must chase birds!

Okay, if you were a cat, you'd understand.

[chirping]

[Garfield clears his throat]

The hunt is on.

[playful music playing]

[sniffs]

[bird squeaks]

It's going over to the neighbors' yard. It won't get away from me!

[neighbor humming]

[marching music plays]

[neighbor humming]

[gasps]

[gasps]

[roars]

[sad music playing]

[spitting]

That bird can't get away from me.

[bird chirps]

[panting]

[sighs] I'll just wait here until she comes back and then I'll catch her.

She has to come back. She left her eggs here.

-[worm squeaks] -[bird gasps]

[worm squeaks faster]

[mumbling]

-[mechanical whirring] -[gasps]

[bird squeaks]

[dramatic music plays]

I put the barbecue away, Muriel!

-[squeaking] -[dramatic music plays]

[Garfield humming]

[sighs] Still sitting here, waiting for my dinner to return.

[laughs] The Garfield strip's funny today.

[clock ticking]

[sighs] Just gotta wait here...

[yawns] No matter how long it takes.

She shouldn't leave her eggs alone this long.

Not with creatures like me about.

-[clock ticking] -[owl hooting]

What's wrong with that mother bird? Leaving her eggs alone all day.

Gee... I'm kinda cold.

I don't think that's good for them.

Oh, well. Not my problem.

I'll chase her tomorrow if she comes back.

She has to come back. She has to take care of those cute little eggs.

[narrator] The female bluebird lays a clutch of 3 to 5 light blue eggs...

Hi, Garfield. I'm watching a very interesting documentary.

Anything about feeding your cat?

It's all about birds hatching eggs.

[narrator] The incubation process

in which the female sits on the eggs to keep them warm

takes around two weeks.

It's not that warm out there.

[narrator] If the heat is not maintained, the eggs will perish.

"Perish?" Oh, well.

Like I keep telling myself, it's not my problem.

[soft music plays]

[yawns] I think, I'll just get me a mouse...

[snores]

"Perish?"

Maybe... I'll just make sure the mother bluebird has come back

to sit on the eggs.

I'm sure she has.

She hasn't.

Oh, this is not good.

Maybe a muffler or a heating pad...

[Garfield] I wonder if there's a place up here to plug in

an electric blanket.

Yeah, I know what you're thinking.

Okay, but don't tell anyone I did this.

-[nest crunches] -There you go.

Keep warm little eggs.

It's just until the mother bluebird comes back.

She'll be back any minute. Any minute...

-[Garfield snoring] -[rooster crows]

[screams]

-[egg cracks] -[Garfield screams]

-[sighs] -[baby bird chirps]

You're a... she's been born.

[Garfield] And now there's another one being born.

And this one! [laughs]

I'm a mother. What am I thinking?

[baby birds] Mama! Mama! Mama!

No, no, no. I'm not your mama.

-[baby birds] Mama! Mama! Mama! -Hey, stop that!

I'm not your mama! I'm a cat. Honest, I am! Here, listen to this.

Meow, meow. See?

I hate to abandon the little fellas but...

I don't know anything about taking care of baby birds.

Mama! Mama! Mama!

No! Not Mama! Why are you unclear on this concept?

[joyfull music plays]

[Garfield sighs] Good time for a nap.

It's always a good time for a nap.

[yawns] Cute little birds but...

I'm not cut out to be their mama.

[snores]

-[bird squeaks] -[gasps]

[squeaking continues]

[sighs]

[bird sneezes]

[chirping]

[Garfield gasps] You guys again?

Look, you can't stay with me, fellas.

[chirping]

And my water dish is not a birdbath!

[baby birds chirping]

I don't care what you say. You can't live with me.

Mama! Mama! Mama!

And stop calling me Mama.

Papa?

[sighs]

[chirping]

Now, you're going to stay there and that is an order.

[chirping]

Don't look at me like that.

I can't take care of you guys.

You need someone who can teach you how to fly. I can't do that.

You need someone who can share worms with you for lunch.

I really can't do that.

[sigh]

I'm not going to look at them anymore.

Your real mother will be back sooner or later.

[Garfield] Now goodbye. Bye bye bluebirds.

[sad music playing]

They'll be just fine...

What if the mother bird never comes back?

They could be cold. They could be hungry. [gasps]

They could be Harry's lunch!

My babies!

[baby birds] Mama! Mama! Mama!

Hey, hold it down little guys. I'm gonna be eating.

-Let me have those birds, Harry. -Get your own lunch, Garfield.

-I said, let me have those birds. -[baby birds chirping]

Hey, that's my meal. I saw them first.

[upbeat music plays]

Hold it down, guys. If Harry catches us...

[panting] ...you'll be bluebird sandwiches.

Those birds are mine, Garfield.

You can't get away from me, Garfield. I'm faster and I'm stronger.

He's right. He is.

I need a place to hide them.

That's not fair, garfield.

[Harry] I don't eat your lasagna. You could leave my bluebirds.

[baby birds] Mama! Mama! Mama!

-[Harry shouts in anger] -[Garfield gasps]

[growls]

Wow, big mistake. Now I'm trapped.

Big mistake. Now you're trapped.

I said that. [screams]

Ouch! Stop! Don't hurt them!

[screams] Don't hurt any of us.

[Harry gasps] Finally, it's lunch time!

-No! -[bird squeaks]

Ouch!

[baby birds] Mama! Mama!

-Ouch! Get away! Stop! -[bird screeches]

Stop!

[Harry] I'm giving up bluebird meals. I'm giving up eating...

birds altogether!

-[bird flutters] -No, no. I was taking care of them.

Mama! Mama! Mama!

[chirping]

Not me, guys. That's your mama.

-[mother bird chirps] -[baby birds] Mama?

[baby birds] Mama! Mama! Mama!

[chirping]

[laughs]

[baby birds chirping]

Bye bye, guys. Come visit.

Okay, so I saved some birds. You didn't see that, okay?

I know where you live.

[theme music plays]