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[snoring]

[theme music plays]

-[contestant] Pine. -[Jon giggling]

-Weeping willow. -[splat]

[Jon giggling]

-[buzzer] -Sycamore.

[host] We have to take a break. We'll return with your favorite game show:

Say A Kind Of Tree And We Hit You With A Lemon Meringue Pie!

Jon always did have a taste for serious, intellectual programming.

[anchor] We'll be back with Say A Kind Of Tree And We Hit You

With A Lemon Meringue Pie!, after these news headlines.

Today is the first day of the city's new dog licensing law.

Any dog not wearing a license will be presumed a stray,

and taken to the dog pound.

[gasps] I almost forgot about that.

I got Odie a license and I have to put it on him.

[anchor] In other news, traffic is stalled on the coast highway due to an accident.

Workers said cars were blocked when a collision knocked down an elm tree.

[splat]

[Odie grumbles]

I know you don't like it, but it's for your own good.

If they catch you without it, they'll haul you off to the pound.

[sarcastically] Oh! That would be just awful.

-[Odie howls] -No, even I'm not that rotten.

There. Now, I'm going back to my favorite show,

Say A Kind Of Tree And We Hit You With A Lemon Meringue Pie!

Just any sense of good taste.

Hope I'm not missing much.

[yawns] I've got to get some...

-[sighs] That feels good. -[Odie barking]

[Garfield] I don't want to throw the stick.

[snoring]

-[Odie barks] -[Garfield] No.

I don't want to throw the ball.

In fact, I want to throw the ball less than I wanted to throw the stick.

[Odie barks]

[Odie bites and barks]

No. I don't want to throw the doggy toy... as hard as it may be to believe.

I want to throw the doggy toy even less than the stick... or the ball.

But you know what I do want to throw?

[Odie barks]

[Odie howls]

You had to ask.

[gasps] Odie's license came off!

He's out where they grab dogs that don't have licenses...

and take them to the pound.

Not my problem.

[Al] There's another one.

No license!

You won't get away from me, dog!

[screams]

[groans] Watch it!

-[bang] -[groans]

[thud]

[horn]

[Odie barking]

[sighs]

[Al] Sorry, pooch, it's the law.

[Odie howling]

[groans] I'm not asleep. Why can't I sleep?

It's not because I feel guilty about Odie out there without his dog license.

It's not my fault if it fell off when I threw him out the window.

So why can't I sleep?

If I can't sleep, I might as well eat.

[Jon laughing] This is hilarious.

-This is... -[contestant] Douglas fir.

[laughing hysterically] It hurts. I can't get my breath.

-[contestant] Mushroom omelette. -[host] I'm sorry, Mr. Fastblood.

I checked with the judges. They say mushroom omelette isn't a tree,

so we cannot hit you with a lemon meringue pie.

Now it's time for our home game, where one lucky viewer

will get to play Say A Kind Of Tree And We Hit You With A Lemon Meringue Pie!

Home game? Someone will be hit with a lemon meringue pie

just for saying, I don't know...

-spruce? -[doorbell rings]

I'll get it!

-Yes? -[splat]

Great. [sarcastically]

You finally win something and it's that.

[Jon] I'll get dinner on the table.

You call Odie!

[softly] Odie?

Well, no Odie. Let's eat!

[birds chirping]

Where's Odie?

I'm not serving dinner until Odie is at the table.

But that's not fair. I'm here. I'm hungry. [dramatically]

I'm serious, Garfield. No dinner until Odie is at the table.

-Now, go out and find him! -But I'm...

[growls angrily]

I'm going to find him.

Odie?

Attention, brainless mutt!

[Herman] If you're looking for your dog, I saw him get taken to the pound.

I was afraid of that.

[dogs barking and howling]

Well, this is it.

I'm actually walking into a building full of dogs...

voluntarily.

Sorry, cat. You see that sign? That means no cats allowed.

[little girl] Mommy! Someone threw away a perfectly good pussy cat.

They probably thought he was too fat.

You're not exactly supermodel material yourself, lady!

Alright. I didn't want to resort to this,

but it may be the only way to get this license back on Odie.

Okay. Let's see if I can pass for a... dog.

[barking] No, I don't look stupid enough.

How do dogs do this stupid stuff all day?

[barking]

[Pete] Isn't it a little late to be going out looking for strays?

I need one more catch to make my quota for the day, Pete.

[Garfield clears throat and barks]

Stray dog with no license. Woof and double woof!

-[Al] Got you! -[Garfield] You've got me.

[Al] Okay, doggy. In here with you!

[Garfield] Your situation isn't hopeless, Odie.

By day, he looks like an ordinary, too-dumb-to-do-anything-useful dog.

But then, when there's trouble,

he instantly transforms into... Super Garfield!

Stop! Put that tongue back where you found it.

[Garfield] Stop, or I'll leave you here, Odie!

Better.

Now then, you'll need this to get out.

[Odie mumbling]

How will I get out?... Leave it to me.

First, you make some noise!

[Odie barking frantically]

What's all the racket?

-[Pete] He has a license on! -[Al] Let me get a look at that.

[Al] "Jon Arbuckle." And there's an address.

[Al] I was sure you didn't have one when I picked you up.

I must get you to Mr. Arbuckle right away, and apologize.

Let me out!

I shouldn't be in here.

Hello!

Meow!

[Pete] See you laters, Al.

[Garfield purring]

[Pete] A cat?

How did a cat get in here? You shouldn't be here, cat.

True. Open the door and let me out.

I'm going to open the door and let you out...

Just as soon as Al gets back. He has the only key.

You can't leave me here like some...

dog.

I'm not a dog!

Dogs are ugly.

[Garfield] They're disgusting.

-Stupid, worthless creatures. -[dogs barking]

-They're idiots. -[metal breaking]

[dogs barking and growling]

[panting] Dogs are all over the place. They're all around me. They're...

I didn't mean what I said. I was talking about other dogs, you know.

I love dogs. In fact, I am a dog. See?

[stammering] Dog!

-[dogs barking] -[Garfield barking and sniffing]

You're not buying this for a second, are you?

[dogs growling angrily]

Look, I'd like to take this opportunity to make a sincere apology.

-[Al] I'm sorry about this, Mr. Arbuckle. -[Jon] That's okay.

Thanks for bringing my dog home.

So, that's where you were, Odie! Which brings us to the next question...

Where's Garfield?

Knowing him, he's probably out somewhere having a wonderful time.

-Help! -[Dogs barking angrily]

[Garfield screaming] Help! Get me out of here!

[theme music plays]