Garfield: Yo, it's lasagna, not shish kebab
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Garfield: Yo, it's lasagna, not shish kebab
Prince: Sore bottom, a little disorientated, but undeterred!
Prince: Good Lord! What gruel is this?
Prince: Please sir may i have some more?
Prince: Please sir. May I have some more?
Garfield: Yo, it's lasagna, not shish kebab
Rommel: TROUSERRRRRSSSSS!
Prince: Sore bottom, a little disorientated, but undeterred!
Prince: Good Lord! What gruel is this?
Prince: Please sir may i have some more?
Prince: Please sir. May I have some more?
Prince: Sore bottom, a little disorientated, but undeterred!
Prince: Good Lord! What gruel is this?
Prince: Please sir. May I have some more?
Jon Arbuckle: Liz, will you marry me? Liz Wilson: Yes. Garfield: You know a dog's mouth is cleaner than a human's.
Garfield: Does this castle make my butt look a little too big? Winston: Fits you like a glove. Winston: Ooh! Blimey. Garfield: Pardon. Winston: Well struck, sire. Good tone, smooth finish. Garfield: Well, you took that in the best spirit, didn't you?
Jon Arbuckle: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Garfield, what are you doing? Garfield: I'm security, pal. Just protecting you from yourself. Jon Arbuckle: Garfield, you've caused enough trouble today. Now you have food, water, and company. Garfield: Which one is he? Jon Arbuckle: Be good. Garfield: Jon, he's hilarious. Be careful, she's a maneater! Garfield: Oh no. He's under her spell. Garfield: Okay, Odie, I'll give you one small clue... *it's not in there!*
Garfield: Hey, Odie, it's one of those royal corgis. Garfield: Hey lady, you got any leftover liver? Garfield: Ah, stuck-up little punk. Oh, I know she heard it, they had the top down. Odie... Odie? Garfield: D'uh-oh! Odie, no, don't do the ugly American thing! Garfield: The British are coming, the British are coming! Well, you made him crack anyway.
Winston: Great party, sire! Garfield: Yep. When the going gets tough, the great ones party.
Garfield: Okay. Garfield: Hold it right here, all you animals. What goes on here, Winston? Winston: We're preparing the royal lasagna, sire. Unless you prefer another dish. Garfield: Did you say dish? Lasagna's not a dish, windbag. It's a way of life. A state of being one's perfect achievement. What did the Indians serve to the Pilgrims? Lasagna. What did Marie Antoinette scream to the rebel? "Let them eat lasagna." What did Neil Armstrong say when he landed on the moon? "That's one small slice of lasagna." It's not a dish. It's the stuff of dreams. It's the food of the gods. It's what's for lunch. Winston: Well, it seems we've already mucked it up. Garfield: You just need a little guidance, that's all.
Jon Arbuckle: Garfield, since when do you say "no" to lasagna? Prince: ...You do realize I'm a cat, don't you sir?
Garfield: What do they want, blood? I have been eating and sleeping my heart out for these animals. Still not enough. Like I'm as good as a royal cat could be? Garfield: Aha! I so... knew you weren't me. Prince: And you must be Garfield. Garfield: How do you know my name? Prince: I've lived your life for the past few days. Yes, if ever a man loved a cat, it's your Jon. Return to him, Garfield. Return to your home. Garfield: Your Highness, you don't have to tell me twice. Bye-bye.
Dargis: You savage beast! How dare you! Get out of here! Smithee! There's something in the pool, Smithee! Dargis: There's a duck in my pool, Smithee! A duck! Smithee: A duck, sir? Dargis: Filthy wild animal soaking itself in my pool. What do you intend doing about it? Smithee: I shall... speak to the duck, sir? Oh by the way, the solicitors are here for the reading of Lady Eleanor's will. Dargis: Excellent. In a few moments I'll be the master of this entire state. And from this day on things will be done my way.
Nigel: Got it. Could have just come down and told me that, couldn't he? Alright, listen up. Barnyard newsflash. I've got some good news and some bad news. Which would you like to hear first? Christophe, Bolero, Eenie, McBunny: The bad news. Nigel: Lord Dargis just threw Prince in the river. Winston: Okay, give me the good news. Nigel: He was in a lovely picnic basket. Eenie: If he throws us in the river, we'll never survive! Christophe: You're ducks, you could swim. Eenie: Oh. Preston: Winston, I'm next in line for the throne. Bolero: Uh-oh. This could get ugly. Preston: I have here a new list of rules for governance. Winston: Preston, I hardly think that's necessary. Preston: Rule number one. The barnyard animals congregate entirely too close to the castle. We house pets need our space. McBunny: Oh, you've got enough space, laddie, right between your ears! Preston: You take that back! I command you! As your new king... Winston: Look. There's still a chance Prince may find his way back here. In the meantime, Claudius, you go into the castle and find out what Dargis is up to. I, Claudius: I'm on it. I'm your mouse on the inside. Winston: I'll see what I can learn from my end.
Winston: Oyez, oyez. Prince XII has returned. Garfield: Thank you windbag, for that flobbering introduction. Hello, everybody! Garfield: Hey, listen up... Garfield: is this an audience or a landscape? Okay, great to be back here at the palace. I look out, I see a sea of... of dumb barnyard animals. I'm here in your country to break up a romance between the guy who owns the house I live in and a girl who's way out of his league. I know that whatever it is that you have, there's some sort of affliction that produces this glazed look behind your eyes. I hope you defeat it. Wish I could take everybody home with me. Thank you. Garfield: I killed. Winston: Very funny, sire. Well done. Nigel: I didn't realize it was amateur hour. Eenie: What's up with Prince? Christophe: Oh, he's on the catnip again. I, Claudius: Hold on, chaps! Have I got news for you! McBunny: What's the word, Claudius? I, Claudius: Dargis is going to bulldoze the barnyard and feed us to the tourists! Nigel: Let him try. He'll have to deal with these fists of fury first, wouldn't he? Winston: Calm yourselves, everyone. We're alright as long as Prince is alive. McBunny: Well, obviously, that feline is not Prince, you idiots! Preston: He's not even a cat formerly known as Prince. Winston: Wait, he doesn't have to be Prince. He just has to look like him. If he fooled me, he'll fool them. McBunny: But what's to stop Dargis from getting rid of this cat too? Winston: McBunny's right. We must protect this cat at all costs. Our fates rely on it.
Jon Arbuckle: Garfield? Odie, wh-wh-what are you doing here? Prince: Garfield? What the devil is a garfield?
Garfield: This is a huge mistake, Jon. One of your biggest. Don't roam. Stay home. Odie and I are not just going on for the ride. Garfield: This is actually an intervention.
Garfield: Hey, Mario Andretti. You're driving on the wrong side of the road, and I've got an entire pie in my stomach. Smithee: Don't worry, Prince. You'll feel better when we get back to Carlyle.
Garfield: Holy cow. I could hear my footsteps. Mom... Dad... I'm home. Winston: Your highness! Garfield: You're talking to me, froggy? Winston: It's me, your trusty servant, Winston. Garfield: Hey... Garfield: Warning, I don't fight fair. I scratch, and I bite. Winston: It's alright, sire. All is well now, your home. Garfield: Home? A retirement home, a happy home? So what is this... is this an insane asylum? Am I being kidnapped? Winston: Ha, ha, ha. Very funny, sire. Your loyal subjects await you. They need to be comforted by your word. Garfield: Hey... trust me, windbag. There's no way I'm gonna give a speech to a bunch of deranged... Winston: And then of course, following your words, a royal feast. Garfield: I think I'm just gonna do a tight two minutes, see if that will calm 'em down, okay?
Garfield: Come, my pumpkin windbag. We're ready to roll. Winston: Roll? Where to? Garfield: You know, to the hotel, to Jon. Winston: Your master? The one who's leaving you for his new wife? Garfield: He's not leaving me. It's more of a... temporary insanity thing. Winston: Garfield, your master started a new life. It's time for you to begin yours. Come on, I wanna show you something.
Nigel: You chaps know me, I'm no snob, right? But this cat is too much. Preston: That is an embarrassment to our whole way of life. Nigel: He's a disgrace to the furry race. "My pillow isn't soft enough, my TV remote won't work..." Winston: Don't get your knickers in a twist. I know he's a pain in the neck but we just gotta keep him safe till Monday. Garfield: Yeah, my loyal and fragrant subjects. Please, thank you. Briefly, I hate Mondays. I hate 'em. Therefore I decree, from this day forward, there will be no more Mondays. Eenie, Meenie: What? Garfield: Got it? Today is Tuesday, then. Happy Tuesday, everybody. Christophe: Yeah, I think he's lost it. Winston: Like I said, we just gotta keep him safe till Tuesday.
Garfield: You know what, I've got two words for that guy: you're fired. Winston: If only it were that simple, sire.
Garfield: And there's the time I got hit by that car, Garfield: and the time I ate that six-day-old halibut. Garfield: That's only seven lives. I got two more. I'm gonna get out of this. Garfield: Bingo. I, Claudius: Winston and I have come to your rescue. Garfield: Took you long enough. What, did you finally hear my stomach growl? I, Claudius: No, but we heard your tiresome monologue. Bad halibut indeed. Winston: Let's get you out of here, your royal highness. Garfield: Winster. Winston: The solicitors are here. We have to move quickly. Garfield: Huh. Winston: Then we lunge in, your royal highness. Garfield: Yeah, you can drop that shtik, drool boy. I heard you and the bird. How about the "house cat" part? I love that. Winston: Oh, all right, all right, so we weren't exactly honest. We had to do it. What would you have done? Garfield: Save your breath, chubby cheeks. I shall abdicate my throne and return to my TV chair. Winston: You're our only hope. Garfield: The only hope of the hopeless.
Garfield: Okay, blockhead. Time to bust out of here and catch up with Jon. First let's grab some chow before I eat your liver, Garfield: with some fava beans a nice Chianti. Garfield: Uh, sorry, we left a bit of a mess in the bathroom, thanks.
