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[snoring]

[theme song starts]

-[Garfield snickers] -[remote clicks]

[clarinet playing]

[vacuum whirring]

[groans] The first person to invent a remote control for vacuums

will be adored and venerated by all of catkind.

[vacuum stops]

I know it's early, Garfield, but Liz's parents are coming

and everything needs to be perfect!

Oh, I can't greet them like this! What impression would that make?

[Jon groans]

An honest one?

Liz's parents will be watching me like a hawk and analyzing my every move.

Jon, I think a walrus threw up on your shirt.

[Jon screams]

[Odie barking and whining]

Odie, well-bred dogs don't beg! You can't--

Odie! I just got through mopping that floor!

[whining]

[sighs] I'll deal with it later.

Now where is that expensive caviar I bought?

-[Garfield] Mmm. -[Jon screams]

Alright, listen to me you two!

My future with Liz is at stake!

When her parents get here, I expect you to be on your best behavior.

-[barks] -And to make sure that happens,

there's a reward in store for you...

whichever of you makes the most effort to make a good impression

will get a special treat.

-[Garfield hisses] -[Odie growls]

Odie, go fetch the grooming brush,

I'm going to give you two a makeover before our guests arrive.

[Odie barks]

Oh no way.

I'd rather cough up a giant hairball than share a brush with that mangy fleabag.

I'll do my own grooming, thank you.

Have it your way Garfield,

but Odie just scored a point in the effort category.

-Good boy, Odie! Good boy! -[barking]

What a suck up.

[panting]

I think I'll fit in a little beauty sleep before the guests arrive.

[snoring]

-[horn fanfare plays] -[screams]

-[Odie barking] -[Liz's mom] No!

-My suit! Get your filthy paws off me! -[Liz] Oh!

Down boy! I said, get down!

What in the world is going on out here? [gulps]

I'll tell you what. That maniac dog of yours pounced on us.

Have him on a leash if he can't behave.

Odie, bad boy!

I am so sorry about that. Please, please, come in

and we'll get all of you cleaned up inside.

That goes for you too, Odie!

[sad whining]

Hi, Jon. Nice shirt.

Minus one for Odie. That reward is mine.

He doesn't usually jump on guests like that. He, uh...

he must have been excited to meet you.

Speaking of which, you haven't been properly introduced.

Mom, Dad, this is Jon.

Jon, these are my parents.

Hi, I'm Mrs. Wilson, but you can call me Betty.

-And I'm Mr. Wilson. -[knuckles crunch]

[nervous chuckle] Umm... Nice to meet you.

[clears throat] I believe you're already well acquainted with my dog, Odie.

[titters] And that's Garfield, my cat.

My, that's a fat cat! Liz, you should put that cat on a diet!

Oh! It's a pleasure meeting you too.

You've got a nice place, here, Jon,

but I must say... this house needs a woman's touch.

I don't know about the house, but Jon certainly does.

That being said, an extra hand in the kitchen wouldn't hurt.

[Mr. Wilson] So Jon,

-Liz tells us you're a... cartoonist. -[Odie barks and pants]

That's right, I--

Personally, I've always been for solid, respectable careers.

-None of that fancy-schmancy stuff. -[Odie barks]

I'm a tax auditor myself.

That would've been my second guess,

after undertaker.

-[barks] -[Betty shrieks]

[gasps] Bad boy, Odie!

[groans]

[titters] He's usually very well behaved.

-Ooh, minus two for Odie. -[barks]

Reward, come to papa.

Raising pets is like raising children.

It requires a great deal of discipline.

Do you plan on having children one day, Jon?

[Liz] Dad!

[gasps] Speaking of children,

I haven't introduced you to my son yet, Jon!

Your... son?

Liz didn't mention she had a brother... -[groans]

[zip]

Jon, this is Petey. My pride and joy. [laughs]

I raised and nurtured him ever since he was a baby.

I can trust your pets with him, can't I?

[titters] Oh, sure. No problem.

-[Odie mutters] -[Garfield snickers]

Because if any harm came to him, I just don't know what I'd do!

But it breaks my heart to keep him cooped up in a cage.

So, she coops us up instead. She spends her time closing windows.

And you spend it opening them! He's always saying it's "stuffy."

Ain't he the smartest, cutest little thing?

[laughs] He's the son I never had.

I would've said plump and juicy.

And he's going to be the hors d'oeuvre I'm going to have.

[honk]

Snack time!

[Petey] Go ahead, be my guest.

Try it! See what happens.

It'll be the most fun I've had in ages. Trust me.

[laughs]

Hey, I went to a lot of trouble chasing you, so humor me,

fight, struggle, beg, plead.

Oh please, Mr. Cat, don't eat me.

There. Is that exciting enough for you?

Oh, you're gonna have to do better than that.

-[Garfield growls] -[Petey squeaks]

-[Jon] Garfield. -[Petey squeaking]

I'm warning you, Garfield!

If I catch you with that bird again, forget the reward!

-And no TV for a month! -No, stop!

-[giggling] -I wouldn't gloat if I were you.

-I may be minus one, but you're minus two. -[growls]

[sighs] Forget that insipid sack of feathers...

It's like trying to get an adrenaline rush from a slice of plain white bread.

[Garfield snickers]

[Petey snickers]

Inanimate pre-sliced cold cuts are a hundred times more exciting.

[Petey] Please, please.

Please, Mr. Cat! Eat me! Come on...

I know you want to. Just do it please.

Hey! You're supposed to beg me not to eat you, dodo.

But I must admit,

you're slightly more tempting in sandwich form.

What's taking so long? Hurry up!

-Well... if you insist. -[Petey squeaks]

-[Garfield sighs] -[Petey squeaking]

-Petey? -Oh, look...

we're all out of hors d'oeuvres!

Why don't I go and get us some more?

-Oh, I see you've made yourself a nice... -[Petey squeaking]

[screams] canary sandwich!

I'll give you one last warning, Garfield!

If anything happens to that bird, I'll put you on bread and water for life!

-[gasps] -[sad trombone]

Oh, I need to get as far away as possible from that psycho bird.

Petey?

Petey, where are you?

Come to Mama!

It's not like him. He never leaves my side for long.

Don't worry, Mom. He couldn't have gone far.

Yeah, it's not like this house is a mansion.

Maybe he went upstairs. We can go have a look.

-Oh. -Ah. Perfect.

That should keep me out of trouble until the guests leave.

-[Petey squeaking] -[groans]

Missed me?

-[Petey squeaking] -[growling]

[Betty] Petey?

[shrieks]

Garfield!

Petey, no!

-[all screaming] -[shrieks]

Petey!

[Betty gasps]

-[Jon grunts] -Did I do that?

[Betty sobbing]

I thought so. Uh... I'll be right back!

[Petey] Stay where you are! Don't come any closer!

Listen, it's a cruel, cold world out there...

full of mean, hungry cats, not pushovers like me.

I'll take my chances!

You'll have to fend for yourself!

And... when you're sick, no one will make chicken soup for you!

Birds don't eat chicken soup.

Ah right. Ok...

What about Betty? She'll be devastated! She raised and nurtured you!

[Petey] Smothered me, you mean!

I've been wanting to break free from day one!

And thanks to you, I finally did!

I'm free as a bird!

[Petey] Farewell, Garfield!

Oh, no, no! Oh no!

No, no, no! [sobbing]

[Betty] Pete.

Maybe it's for the best, Mom.

How many times have you brought him to the clinic because he banged

into a closet window, huh?

He'll be happier out there.

I'll be honest, Arbuckle. I didn't like you the minute I saw you.

But after what your cat just did...

-I know, it's unforgivable, it's-- -It's a miracle!

That darn bird was the bane of my existence.

I've been trying to get rid of him for ages!

And thanks to that cat of yours, he's gone for good!

From now on, Jon, you're part of the family.

Wow I... I don't know what to say.

Thank you, Mr. uh... Bob?

Mr. Wilson.

Don't push your luck.

[titters]

[squeaking]

[Odie panting]

[Jon] Garfield...

[sighs] I might as well get it over with.

It's time to face my fate with dignity...

Beg!

[sad music playing]

Oh merciful, merciful Jon! Take pity on me! Oh, please...

Garfield, where have you been all afternoon?

Your reward is getting cold.

-My reward? -[Jon] Ta-dah!

You earned it, Garfield!

Thanks to you, I'm on Mr. Wilson's good side now!

As it turns out, Liz's father couldn't stand that canary

and you did him a huge favor by letting him escape.

Ah, Mr. Wilson...

a man after my own heart.

[gasps]

[theme song starts]