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[snoring] [clock ringing]

[upbeat music]

[Jon] No, you cannot go with us!

Garfield, I promised Liz a night out with just the two of us.

Besides...

You're not allowed in Vito's anymore.

Not after what you did last time there.

[sad moaning]

No, we're not giving up.

Wait here.

[Odie muttering]

Suction cups. I've been saving them for an emergency.

And right now, not getting to go to Vito's is an emergency.

Here, put one on each paw and do as I do.

[joyful music]

So how did he get himself banned from Vito's?

I think it was the trick with the bungee cord.

Let's see...

Table eight ordered a plate of pasta with meat sauce,

a chicken Parmesan with a side of penne,

a plate of spaghetti marinara.

Hey! Where did all the other dishes go?

Could I get an order to go?

You pasta-pilfering pussycat!

You fettuccini-filching feline!

[laughing]

Ah, the marinara sauce!

She is perfect!

I truly throw myself into everything I cook!

[gurgling]

[Jon] After they hauled Vito out of the sauce

and gave him artificial respiration,

he banned Garfield from his restaurant.

In fact, he banned all animals.

I can't even take Odie in.

So I guess we won't be seeing Garfield or Odie at Vito's for a while.

They wouldn't dare to try to get in there.

[Italian music]

Here you are, Mr. Arbuckle.

Vito's lasagna. Just for the two of you.

Mmmm! It smells delicious.

It's because it is delicious.

Vito's lasagna!

So close and yet so far.

The lasagna just sits there, looking delicious, mocking me.

Allowing itself to be consumed by others.

There must be a way to get us in there, where that lasagna is.

This is called thinking, Odie. You ought to try it some time.

Tadah!

[Odie muttering]

Don't complain.

You're just jealous because I have the legs for this.

It is always a pleasure to welcome you into my restaurant, Mr. Arbuckle.

Providing you come without that cat.

I told Garfield he had to stay home

and he obeys me because I'm firm and... [gasping]

Ah, you brought your little bambinas!

How charming they are!

Garfield!

Garfield?

Where is that handsome cat?

I'm going to take you home and lock you in the basement...

Arbuckle!

What a nice surprise running into you here.

[nervously laughing]

Mr. Barker. Yes.

Liz, this is Mr. Barker.

I do cartoons for a magazine he publishes.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Barker.

You know, Arbuckle.

I was thinking you weren't the right kind of person to fit in with my magazine.

You're firing me?

No. I was considering it but seeing you here with your lovely family...

Family?

I misjudged you.

Families are the bedrock of society.

I like employing a man with a lovely family.

How long have you two been married?

Married? No, we're not--

Liz and I have been married for...

How long is it, dear?

-Ten years! -Five years!

-Five years! -Ten years!

Hey, I forget how long I've been married too.

The point is you have these two lovely daughters.

Vito! More lasagna!

Coming right up, Mr. Arbuckle!

I never knew Mr. Arbuckle had kids.

Didn't want to say anything,

but the one on the right,

she has the face of a puppy dog.

More of Vito's lasagna on the way!

Hi, Nermal. Whatcha been up to?

Same thing as always. Just being adorable.

Vito's sure smells great.

Oh, sure does.

Wish I could get me some of that delicious food.

This way!

Oh, the viewers of my show are absolutely going to love this!

John, tell him the truth.

Tell him we aren't married and these aren't our daughters.

He's my boss,

and he thinks it's nice that I have a wife and kids.

Hi ho, food fanatics!

This is everyone's favorite food critic,

Eddie Gourmand!

Coming to you live from Vito's Pizzeria.

Buongiorno!

Vito's is a fabulous place

to revel in ravioli and munch on manicotti!

One side! Excuse me, Mr. Gourmand!

More pasta for table two!

Oh, let's see who's having this feast at table two!

I like a man who cares enough about his children to feed them well.

They sure have healthy appetites.

Hey! Isn't that Garfield?

[swallowing]

Yeah, that's Garfield.

I'd know that sound anywhere.

They're having a feast. How do we get ourselves some of that?

We need dresses and wigs!

Where are we going to...?

[Hercules] I'll do anything for Italian food.

[Nermal] I can't believe it.

I'm even cuter this way.

This is John Arbuckle.

He's a cartoonist who works for my magazine.

[Eddie] Oh!

Hello, Mr. Arbuckle.

And this is his wife Liz and their two beautiful daughters.

[Hercules] Hey, let us have some of that.

[hawking]

[girly voice] Let us have some of that!

[Mr. Barker] Excuse me, there are four beautiful daughters!

John Arbuckle,

you and your wife Liz have such

lovely children! -My brother is married?

With four kids?

Oh, Dad!

It says on TV that Jon not only married Liz,

but that they have four daughters!

Why didn't our daughter tell us she'd married that...

cartoonist?

Jon, how often do you come here to Vito's with Mrs. Arbuckle

and all the little Arbuckle children?

Well I...

Well, that is...

[Liz whispering] Jon, this has gone on long enough.

Either you tell them the truth or I will.

I have something to tell you

about my wife and daughters.

You notice?

When Jon lies,

he turns the same color as Vito's red sauce.

I want another meatball.

I want six meatballs and more garlic bread.

I cannot believe it!

Mr. Arbuckle's daughters!

They eat more than that cat of his.

What is it you're trying to tell me, Mr. Arbuckle?

Well, you know, I work for Mr. Barker here and...

[Mr. Barker] Oh, indeed he does.

I'm so impressed with his great family here.

I'm giving Arbuckle a big promotion and a raise.

[Jon moaning]

Oops! Dropped my napkin!

I won't look good with marinara sauce all over my dress.

Mamma mia!

What is this?

A pussygatto! In my restaurant!

And a puppy dog!

And another pussygatto!

And you!

Trick or treat?

Could I have another pepperoni pizza, please?

All of you! All of you!

Out of my restaurant! Out!

And you could make that "to go."

Arbuckle! Your daughters are cats and dogs?

I can explain, Mr. Barker.

Well, no I can't but...

The truth, John.

Women and children first.

Especially cats dressed like women-children.

-[Vito] When I get my hands on you! -[crashing]

Look out!

This is terrible.

They simply ruined the end of my show!

[all screaming]

Out! All of you!

And never come in my pizzeria again!

Mr. Barker, Liz isn't my wife

and these obviously were not my daughters.

I'm sorry I let you believe that.

Arbuckle, this is the funniest thing I ever saw!

Draw it up as a cartoon and send it in!

I'll give you a bonus!

There, you see, Jon? You kept your job.

Things didn't turn out so bad.

We didn't get dessert.

I guess everything did work out okay.

We didn't get dessert.

Almost forgot!

Here's the bill for what your "daughters" ate.

Pay me and then never come in again.

Everything worked out almost okay.

We still didn't get dessert.

Vito will get over it in a day or so.

He always does.

You're right.

But right now I just want to relax and not have anyone else upset with me.

[all] Surprise!

Congratulations on your wedding.

Congratulations on your marriage.

I know you'll be real happy.

Why didn't you tell us?

[Jon] I can explain.

Listen! I can explain!

Hey, Odie! Wedding cake!

We did get dessert.

[Odie barking]

No, not the couple on top.

That's plastic.

[upbeat music]

Subtitling: ECLAIR