The Garfield Show (2008–2016): Season 1, Episode 26 - Ice Man/T3000 - full transcript
-[Garfield snoring]
-[alarm rings]
[upbeat theme song playing]
-[Garfield] Hee-hee!
-[remote clicks]
[Garfield humming]
Oh, hi. You're probably wondering
why I'm putting on this costume.
It's because of what happened
this morning.
A few weeks ago,
our neighborhood got a new ice cream man.
Only this ice cream man
was an ice cream woman.
Her name was Olga and she wasn't
all that happy about her job.
There were three reasons.
One was that the kids on her route
could be cruel.
Here you are, a nice ice cream cone
for each of you.
Don't eat too much
or you'll wind up looking like her.
[Olga] Ohh.
Another reason was that
she had a little problem on her route.
[Garfield giving Tarzan yell]
-Aaah!
-That problem, of course, was me.
Again, that cat.
And it was a recurring problem.
Every day when she showed up,
I showed up.
[screams]
Mmm, mmm, mmm. [gasps]
Thanks.
It was getting a little nippy in there.
Go!
[Odie yipping]
Huh?
[screams]
That was how it went every day.
[Garfield laughs]
So that was the other reason
Olga was very unhappy in her job.
Oh, and there was one other.
It's that Olga was, well, kinda lonely.
You don't meet a lot of ideal men
when you drive an ice cream truck.
Hey, let me have a triple-dip cone,
boysenberry, fish ripple and tofu sorbet.
Coming right up.
Hey, Olga.
You've put on a couple more pounds.
[wacky soundtrack on TV]
When I got home, Odie was watching TV.
We're coming to you live from Pier 16
where museum manager
Esmeralda Brubaker
has just returned
from an exciting expedition.
-Is that so?
-Indeed it is.
The museum has just acquired this...
a block of ice from the continental shelf
in the eastern part of Greenland.
It is said to contain
the frozen remains of a primitive man.
A caveman frozen in a block of ice?
Can you thaw him out in a microwave?
This is science, miss.
We hope to learn more about history
by defrosting the body.
We'll transport it to the museum
and begin the process.
I brought back some ice cream bars.
Want one?
Yeah!
You can have whatever's left.
[Odie whimpers]
Hey, the stick's the best part.
You like to chase them, don't you?
Okay, you're right.
That was rotten, even for me.
If Olga's still around, I'll get you
an ice cream with ice cream on it.
And maybe nine more for myself.
All Olga was thinking about that day was,
"How long before I can get off work
and go home
to my crummy little apartment alone?"
[tires screech]
Hey! [straining]
Uh-oh. Locked.
There's a switch in the driver's
compartment that unlocks it.
That's it, right there.
And that was when I accidentally fell
on the parking brake.
Whoops!
[Garfield screaming]
Stop, don't go anywhere. No one's driving.
No! Stop!
Help!
[Olga] Come back with my ice cream truck!
[Garfield] Help! I don't have
a driver's license!
I don't even have a cat's license!
Maybe this button stops it.
Maybe this one.
That button didn't stop it either.
And I didn't realize it at the time,
but that button turned off
the refrigerator in the back.
What should I do? What should I do?
Oh, no. Stop!
Here's the manual
that came with the truck.
Let's see. Stopping, stopping,
stopping, stopping...
Stopping, stopping, stopping...
Ah, here it is! "Stopping: step on brake."
[tires screech]
[thud!]
[Olga] Yaaaa!
[Garfield] Ohh! I'm out of danger.
[Olga groaning]
I think it would have been safer
to drive off the pier.
It's not enough you steal my ice cream,
now you steal my ice cream truck!
Myron, you think this crate really has
a frozen caveman in it?
Who knows?
All we're supposed to do is load it into
the refrigerated truck when it gets here.
Hey, that must be it.
You bad kitty cat! Bad!
And it was about then
that a weird thought came over me.
I started to feel sorry for Olga,
to feel I hadn't been too nice to her.
-You?
-Yes, me.
Yes, I feel sorry for people
once in a while.
Now, here. Get into your costume.
So where was I? Oh, yeah.
So I'm guessing
that's what these guys did.
Are you sure this is the right truck,
Myron? This is for ice cream.
The museum must be saving money.
Olga must have returned to her truck
and driven off,
totally unaware of two things.
One was that she had a frozen caveman
in the back on top of the cherry vanilla.
The other was that the ice cream
in the truck was melting.
[yipping]
That's right. Because I'd accidentally
turned off the refrigerator.
Glad you're paying attention.
So all the ice cream was melting
and so was the block of ice.
Meanwhile, back at the pier...
How could you put my caveman
into an ice cream truck?
You said a refrigerator truck.
That was a refrigerator truck.
I'm going to chase down that truck
and get my property back.
I didn't know what was going on, but it
sounded like Olga might be in trouble,
so I decided to hitch a ride
and see if I could help.
And anyway, it beats walking.
Yowwwwww!
As it turned out, she did need help.
There's been this guy
hanging around the neighborhood lately.
Kind of a shady-looking guy.
He flagged her down.
I want some ice cream,
but do you have change for a 20?
I am pretty sure that I do.
Give that back! That is mine!
Yeah. Well, that is mine now! [laughing]
She screamed but nobody heard.
Help! Oh, help!
Well, almost nobody.
You cannot just take my money.
Yeah? Well, who's gonna stop me?
[caveman roaring]
Ahhh!
[roaring]
[shrieks]
Put me down! I'll give it back! I'm sorry!
You came to my rescue.
And right there in the street,
the caveman looked at Olga.
He hadn't seen a woman in,
oh, a few thousand years.
So to him, she looked pretty good.
Woman?
And she'd never seen a man look at her
and think she was beautiful before.
So to her, he looked pretty good.
-[thwack!]
-[robber shrieking]
[crash!]
Even the little kids
in the neighborhood could see it.
You think she's beautiful?
Uh-huh. Pretty, pretty.
There he is. There's my caveman.
Everybody could see
the two of them were in love.
Everyone except the lady from the museum.
That caveman is museum property.
He has to come with me.
But we just found each other.
These two lovebirds
need a chance to be together.
Fortunately, they had me there.
And fortunately,
I know the smell of ice cream,
even the melting kind.
-You can't take him from me.
-Yeah!
He's coming back to the museum
to be studied and put on display.
[Garfield] Ahem!
What is it, cat?
-Better look in the back.
-You want me to look in that truck?
What could be in there
that could possibly matter to...?
[screams]
[splat!]
This is your chance, kids.
Go far from her and her museum.
So they ran off,
and well, nobody knows where they are.
But I'll bet they're happy together.
[stuttering] Get me out of this!
Mmm! Don't worry.
I'll have you out in,
oh, I'd say about 600 spoonfuls.
[slurping]
And what will I do at the museum?
I promised my supervisors
a caveman exhibit.
If you leave the happy couple alone,
I can help you out for a while.
So that's why we have to do this.
You up for it?
Okay. Let's go to work.
[Brubaker] And right this way,
we have our new exhibit
from Stone Age life.
These figures represent a primitive cat
and a saber-toothed Odie dog.
Remember, Odie, we're just filling in
until they find another caveman.
Yeah!
Okay, lunchtime!
Hope it takes them a while.
The food here's pretty darn good.
[sighs]
[doves cooing]
[cans clattering]
[man] Come back here, you orange nuisance!
[Odie yipping]
Hey! Come back here, you thieves!
[Garfield laughs]
[snoring]
Somebody stop them!
-This is a job for us, Al, floor it!
-Huh?
[tires screech, siren wails]
Odie, this way, quick.
[clang!]
[screaming]
Yeah! Nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh!
Huh?
[dogs barking]
[man] In the light of your latest
pitiful performance
and given your appalling track record...
you're fired! Both of you.
But, Chief, you can't fire us.
Yeah, we're the best dog catchers in town!
[chuckles] Not anymore.
Let me introduce you to your replacement.
[dramatic soundtrack playing]
This is the future of dog catching.
Say hello to T-3000!
[like Schwarzenegger] T-3000 Cybernetic
Pet Control Officer Version 3.2.
Launching session. System fully activated.
Wow, this robot's kinda creepy.
And built solid.
One hundred percent indestructible.
The T-3000 will not stop
until every stray cat, dog
and every other offending pet
is behind bars.
And I'm the only one who can stop him.
Estimated time before mission completed:
four hours, 32 minutes, 13 seconds.
I'll be back!
[doorbell rings]
[dog snarls]
-Sarah O'Connor?
-Yes?
Toto's yearly vaccination
is two days overdue.
Oh, I was going to take him
to the vet, but--
[blowing nose]
I came down with a nasty cold and--
Have a nice day.
[screams]
[alarm chirps]
-[dog yelps]
-[hatch clangs]
[dogs whining]
[elephant trumpets]
Scanning mode initiated, gathering data.
Matching data.
Proceed with next two targets.
[simple soundtrack on TV]
[snickers]
Huh?
-[laughs]
-[doorbell rings]
Ah, this better be good.
Harry, what's going on?
The dog catcher coming this way.
These two clowns?
But they couldn't even catch a fly.
[Harry] Haven't you heard?
They were fired and replaced
by this big psycho robot.
He's already caught
three stray buddies of mine.
I have no ID tag, no microchip.
Can I hide out here until the heat's off?
-[doorbell rings]
-I'm sure it's him!
Don't open the door!
A giant psycho robot? Yeah, right.
Oh, my!
Garfield. Microchip identification number
3435BT-37C22.
Guilty of many crimes,
including shoplifting and...
That's definitely a big psycho robot.
Garfield? Who was it?
Just the Girl Scouts selling cookies.
[blade saw buzzing]
[crash!]
[Garfield screams]
Hey! You can't do th--
-[thud!]
-[Jon muttering]
X-ray mode activated.
Target detection underway.
[beeping]
-House scan results negative.
-[feet pounding]
[Harry] Are you sure he won't
be able to see us?
[Garfield] It's metal, duh!
Everyone knows
robots can't see through metal.
Initiate holographic bait sequence.
[poodle yipping]
[Odie yips]
Come on, Odie, you're not dumb enough
to fall for a stupid hologram.
Hologram or not,
this lasagna sure looks yummy!
I know. I totally had it coming.
[screaming]
[feet pounding]
-Do you think we shook him off?
-[Odie] I don't know!
-[tinny music playing]
-[Odie] Wow!
Strawberry? Vanilla? Tutti-frutti?
Hi, guys! This new ice cream robot
is pretty cool, don't you think?
Go home, Nermal.
There's a psycho robot on the loose
and it's catching every pet
who did something wrong.
Why are you telling me this?
I've never done anything wrong in my life.
Fine. And don't say we didn't warn you!
Wha?
[Nermal purrs]
[giggles]
Nermal. Microchip ID number 6435XT-4B52.
Five time winner of the Cutest Cat Show.
Why, yes. That's me.
You want my autograph or some...
thing!!!
But, but I didn't do anything wrong.
Pets not allowed on the grass.
[clang!]
You can't leave me stranded
with the unwashed masses!
I'm too cute. Somebody help!
This robot is way too efficient.
We'll never get our jobs back.
-Yeah, I'm gonna miss you, Pete.
-Me too, Al.
Odie, we've got to help
those two clowns get their jobs back.
Sorry, guys, we're off duty.
-Go find yourself another dog catcher.
-[Garfield] Meow, meow!
Hey, Pete?
I think he's trying to tell us something.
I got it! He's afraid of the T-3000!
And he wants our help!
If we team up, maybe we can
get rid of that annoying tin can.
But only the Chief can stop him.
Listen up. Here's what we're gonna do.
[Chief] I already gave at the office!
Oh, you've got a lot of nerve
bothering me this late.
What is it you want?
We came to ask you
to give us our job back.
That will never happen.
Now buzz off or I'll call the cops.
[beeping]
Target localized.
Activate capture sequence.
-[blows raspberry, gasps]
-[door opens]
Oh! Trespassing on private property.
I should have fired
those clowns years ago.
[boom!]
[feet pounding]
What on earth do you think you're doing?
You are harboring two wanted pets
guilty of many charges and felonies.
I don't have any pets.
[Garfield laughs]
You just wait...
No, my china vase from the Ming Dynasty.
My Stradivarius. My designer chairs!
[crash!]
Is that all you got, tin-head?
You will be terminated.
Oh, my!
[screams]
Invalid launching session,
error, error, error.
Abort, retry f-f-failed...
Hey, that's how I feel after a big meal.
My house, my lovely house.
[Garfield laughs]
Meow! Whoo.
[Chief] No, stop!
[crash!]
I want you back on the job
first thing Monday morning.
Fine, but we want a 50% raise.
Fifty percent? Are you out of your minds?
Oh, well, guess we'll just have to release
these two savage beasts then.
-[Odie snarls]
-[Garfield] Meow! Arrrr!
Fine. You've got your raise.
Just get those things out of my house.
Hey, thanks for your help.
Truce is over.
Next time we meet, we'll be after you.
Not like they could ever catch us.
[Odie snickers]
I'm gonna miss them. I kinda liked them!
Garfield.
Microchip identification number
3435BT-37C22.
The usual?
Yes. And don't skimp on the sprinkles.
[Odie barks]
One day, I'll be back!
-[alarm rings]
[upbeat theme song playing]
-[Garfield] Hee-hee!
-[remote clicks]
[Garfield humming]
Oh, hi. You're probably wondering
why I'm putting on this costume.
It's because of what happened
this morning.
A few weeks ago,
our neighborhood got a new ice cream man.
Only this ice cream man
was an ice cream woman.
Her name was Olga and she wasn't
all that happy about her job.
There were three reasons.
One was that the kids on her route
could be cruel.
Here you are, a nice ice cream cone
for each of you.
Don't eat too much
or you'll wind up looking like her.
[Olga] Ohh.
Another reason was that
she had a little problem on her route.
[Garfield giving Tarzan yell]
-Aaah!
-That problem, of course, was me.
Again, that cat.
And it was a recurring problem.
Every day when she showed up,
I showed up.
[screams]
Mmm, mmm, mmm. [gasps]
Thanks.
It was getting a little nippy in there.
Go!
[Odie yipping]
Huh?
[screams]
That was how it went every day.
[Garfield laughs]
So that was the other reason
Olga was very unhappy in her job.
Oh, and there was one other.
It's that Olga was, well, kinda lonely.
You don't meet a lot of ideal men
when you drive an ice cream truck.
Hey, let me have a triple-dip cone,
boysenberry, fish ripple and tofu sorbet.
Coming right up.
Hey, Olga.
You've put on a couple more pounds.
[wacky soundtrack on TV]
When I got home, Odie was watching TV.
We're coming to you live from Pier 16
where museum manager
Esmeralda Brubaker
has just returned
from an exciting expedition.
-Is that so?
-Indeed it is.
The museum has just acquired this...
a block of ice from the continental shelf
in the eastern part of Greenland.
It is said to contain
the frozen remains of a primitive man.
A caveman frozen in a block of ice?
Can you thaw him out in a microwave?
This is science, miss.
We hope to learn more about history
by defrosting the body.
We'll transport it to the museum
and begin the process.
I brought back some ice cream bars.
Want one?
Yeah!
You can have whatever's left.
[Odie whimpers]
Hey, the stick's the best part.
You like to chase them, don't you?
Okay, you're right.
That was rotten, even for me.
If Olga's still around, I'll get you
an ice cream with ice cream on it.
And maybe nine more for myself.
All Olga was thinking about that day was,
"How long before I can get off work
and go home
to my crummy little apartment alone?"
[tires screech]
Hey! [straining]
Uh-oh. Locked.
There's a switch in the driver's
compartment that unlocks it.
That's it, right there.
And that was when I accidentally fell
on the parking brake.
Whoops!
[Garfield screaming]
Stop, don't go anywhere. No one's driving.
No! Stop!
Help!
[Olga] Come back with my ice cream truck!
[Garfield] Help! I don't have
a driver's license!
I don't even have a cat's license!
Maybe this button stops it.
Maybe this one.
That button didn't stop it either.
And I didn't realize it at the time,
but that button turned off
the refrigerator in the back.
What should I do? What should I do?
Oh, no. Stop!
Here's the manual
that came with the truck.
Let's see. Stopping, stopping,
stopping, stopping...
Stopping, stopping, stopping...
Ah, here it is! "Stopping: step on brake."
[tires screech]
[thud!]
[Olga] Yaaaa!
[Garfield] Ohh! I'm out of danger.
[Olga groaning]
I think it would have been safer
to drive off the pier.
It's not enough you steal my ice cream,
now you steal my ice cream truck!
Myron, you think this crate really has
a frozen caveman in it?
Who knows?
All we're supposed to do is load it into
the refrigerated truck when it gets here.
Hey, that must be it.
You bad kitty cat! Bad!
And it was about then
that a weird thought came over me.
I started to feel sorry for Olga,
to feel I hadn't been too nice to her.
-You?
-Yes, me.
Yes, I feel sorry for people
once in a while.
Now, here. Get into your costume.
So where was I? Oh, yeah.
So I'm guessing
that's what these guys did.
Are you sure this is the right truck,
Myron? This is for ice cream.
The museum must be saving money.
Olga must have returned to her truck
and driven off,
totally unaware of two things.
One was that she had a frozen caveman
in the back on top of the cherry vanilla.
The other was that the ice cream
in the truck was melting.
[yipping]
That's right. Because I'd accidentally
turned off the refrigerator.
Glad you're paying attention.
So all the ice cream was melting
and so was the block of ice.
Meanwhile, back at the pier...
How could you put my caveman
into an ice cream truck?
You said a refrigerator truck.
That was a refrigerator truck.
I'm going to chase down that truck
and get my property back.
I didn't know what was going on, but it
sounded like Olga might be in trouble,
so I decided to hitch a ride
and see if I could help.
And anyway, it beats walking.
Yowwwwww!
As it turned out, she did need help.
There's been this guy
hanging around the neighborhood lately.
Kind of a shady-looking guy.
He flagged her down.
I want some ice cream,
but do you have change for a 20?
I am pretty sure that I do.
Give that back! That is mine!
Yeah. Well, that is mine now! [laughing]
She screamed but nobody heard.
Help! Oh, help!
Well, almost nobody.
You cannot just take my money.
Yeah? Well, who's gonna stop me?
[caveman roaring]
Ahhh!
[roaring]
[shrieks]
Put me down! I'll give it back! I'm sorry!
You came to my rescue.
And right there in the street,
the caveman looked at Olga.
He hadn't seen a woman in,
oh, a few thousand years.
So to him, she looked pretty good.
Woman?
And she'd never seen a man look at her
and think she was beautiful before.
So to her, he looked pretty good.
-[thwack!]
-[robber shrieking]
[crash!]
Even the little kids
in the neighborhood could see it.
You think she's beautiful?
Uh-huh. Pretty, pretty.
There he is. There's my caveman.
Everybody could see
the two of them were in love.
Everyone except the lady from the museum.
That caveman is museum property.
He has to come with me.
But we just found each other.
These two lovebirds
need a chance to be together.
Fortunately, they had me there.
And fortunately,
I know the smell of ice cream,
even the melting kind.
-You can't take him from me.
-Yeah!
He's coming back to the museum
to be studied and put on display.
[Garfield] Ahem!
What is it, cat?
-Better look in the back.
-You want me to look in that truck?
What could be in there
that could possibly matter to...?
[screams]
[splat!]
This is your chance, kids.
Go far from her and her museum.
So they ran off,
and well, nobody knows where they are.
But I'll bet they're happy together.
[stuttering] Get me out of this!
Mmm! Don't worry.
I'll have you out in,
oh, I'd say about 600 spoonfuls.
[slurping]
And what will I do at the museum?
I promised my supervisors
a caveman exhibit.
If you leave the happy couple alone,
I can help you out for a while.
So that's why we have to do this.
You up for it?
Okay. Let's go to work.
[Brubaker] And right this way,
we have our new exhibit
from Stone Age life.
These figures represent a primitive cat
and a saber-toothed Odie dog.
Remember, Odie, we're just filling in
until they find another caveman.
Yeah!
Okay, lunchtime!
Hope it takes them a while.
The food here's pretty darn good.
[sighs]
[doves cooing]
[cans clattering]
[man] Come back here, you orange nuisance!
[Odie yipping]
Hey! Come back here, you thieves!
[Garfield laughs]
[snoring]
Somebody stop them!
-This is a job for us, Al, floor it!
-Huh?
[tires screech, siren wails]
Odie, this way, quick.
[clang!]
[screaming]
Yeah! Nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh!
Huh?
[dogs barking]
[man] In the light of your latest
pitiful performance
and given your appalling track record...
you're fired! Both of you.
But, Chief, you can't fire us.
Yeah, we're the best dog catchers in town!
[chuckles] Not anymore.
Let me introduce you to your replacement.
[dramatic soundtrack playing]
This is the future of dog catching.
Say hello to T-3000!
[like Schwarzenegger] T-3000 Cybernetic
Pet Control Officer Version 3.2.
Launching session. System fully activated.
Wow, this robot's kinda creepy.
And built solid.
One hundred percent indestructible.
The T-3000 will not stop
until every stray cat, dog
and every other offending pet
is behind bars.
And I'm the only one who can stop him.
Estimated time before mission completed:
four hours, 32 minutes, 13 seconds.
I'll be back!
[doorbell rings]
[dog snarls]
-Sarah O'Connor?
-Yes?
Toto's yearly vaccination
is two days overdue.
Oh, I was going to take him
to the vet, but--
[blowing nose]
I came down with a nasty cold and--
Have a nice day.
[screams]
[alarm chirps]
-[dog yelps]
-[hatch clangs]
[dogs whining]
[elephant trumpets]
Scanning mode initiated, gathering data.
Matching data.
Proceed with next two targets.
[simple soundtrack on TV]
[snickers]
Huh?
-[laughs]
-[doorbell rings]
Ah, this better be good.
Harry, what's going on?
The dog catcher coming this way.
These two clowns?
But they couldn't even catch a fly.
[Harry] Haven't you heard?
They were fired and replaced
by this big psycho robot.
He's already caught
three stray buddies of mine.
I have no ID tag, no microchip.
Can I hide out here until the heat's off?
-[doorbell rings]
-I'm sure it's him!
Don't open the door!
A giant psycho robot? Yeah, right.
Oh, my!
Garfield. Microchip identification number
3435BT-37C22.
Guilty of many crimes,
including shoplifting and...
That's definitely a big psycho robot.
Garfield? Who was it?
Just the Girl Scouts selling cookies.
[blade saw buzzing]
[crash!]
[Garfield screams]
Hey! You can't do th--
-[thud!]
-[Jon muttering]
X-ray mode activated.
Target detection underway.
[beeping]
-House scan results negative.
-[feet pounding]
[Harry] Are you sure he won't
be able to see us?
[Garfield] It's metal, duh!
Everyone knows
robots can't see through metal.
Initiate holographic bait sequence.
[poodle yipping]
[Odie yips]
Come on, Odie, you're not dumb enough
to fall for a stupid hologram.
Hologram or not,
this lasagna sure looks yummy!
I know. I totally had it coming.
[screaming]
[feet pounding]
-Do you think we shook him off?
-[Odie] I don't know!
-[tinny music playing]
-[Odie] Wow!
Strawberry? Vanilla? Tutti-frutti?
Hi, guys! This new ice cream robot
is pretty cool, don't you think?
Go home, Nermal.
There's a psycho robot on the loose
and it's catching every pet
who did something wrong.
Why are you telling me this?
I've never done anything wrong in my life.
Fine. And don't say we didn't warn you!
Wha?
[Nermal purrs]
[giggles]
Nermal. Microchip ID number 6435XT-4B52.
Five time winner of the Cutest Cat Show.
Why, yes. That's me.
You want my autograph or some...
thing!!!
But, but I didn't do anything wrong.
Pets not allowed on the grass.
[clang!]
You can't leave me stranded
with the unwashed masses!
I'm too cute. Somebody help!
This robot is way too efficient.
We'll never get our jobs back.
-Yeah, I'm gonna miss you, Pete.
-Me too, Al.
Odie, we've got to help
those two clowns get their jobs back.
Sorry, guys, we're off duty.
-Go find yourself another dog catcher.
-[Garfield] Meow, meow!
Hey, Pete?
I think he's trying to tell us something.
I got it! He's afraid of the T-3000!
And he wants our help!
If we team up, maybe we can
get rid of that annoying tin can.
But only the Chief can stop him.
Listen up. Here's what we're gonna do.
[Chief] I already gave at the office!
Oh, you've got a lot of nerve
bothering me this late.
What is it you want?
We came to ask you
to give us our job back.
That will never happen.
Now buzz off or I'll call the cops.
[beeping]
Target localized.
Activate capture sequence.
-[blows raspberry, gasps]
-[door opens]
Oh! Trespassing on private property.
I should have fired
those clowns years ago.
[boom!]
[feet pounding]
What on earth do you think you're doing?
You are harboring two wanted pets
guilty of many charges and felonies.
I don't have any pets.
[Garfield laughs]
You just wait...
No, my china vase from the Ming Dynasty.
My Stradivarius. My designer chairs!
[crash!]
Is that all you got, tin-head?
You will be terminated.
Oh, my!
[screams]
Invalid launching session,
error, error, error.
Abort, retry f-f-failed...
Hey, that's how I feel after a big meal.
My house, my lovely house.
[Garfield laughs]
Meow! Whoo.
[Chief] No, stop!
[crash!]
I want you back on the job
first thing Monday morning.
Fine, but we want a 50% raise.
Fifty percent? Are you out of your minds?
Oh, well, guess we'll just have to release
these two savage beasts then.
-[Odie snarls]
-[Garfield] Meow! Arrrr!
Fine. You've got your raise.
Just get those things out of my house.
Hey, thanks for your help.
Truce is over.
Next time we meet, we'll be after you.
Not like they could ever catch us.
[Odie snickers]
I'm gonna miss them. I kinda liked them!
Garfield.
Microchip identification number
3435BT-37C22.
The usual?
Yes. And don't skimp on the sprinkles.
[Odie barks]
One day, I'll be back!