musty.
Uh, Lord Dargis, uh,
please meet the tour group
from the Royal
Animal Conservancy.
Oh! By all means,
save the little darlings.
That's my motto.
Big fan of Free Willy,
Born Free,
all the Free movies.
Bravo! Now off you go.
If you come this way,
we'll visit some of the
underground passages,
one of which...
Hello. Welcome to
Carlyle Castle, my dear.
Thank you.
It's, it's beautiful.
Well, that makes
two of you.
Did I mention how much
I abhor fox hunting?
Unless, of course,
in self-defense.
-Bye.
-If I may...
Uh, one question, uh...?
Liz.
Ah, the same as our own
dear queen. Cordial?
-One question, Liz.
-Liz?
What would you say
if I were to donate
one of my priceless
oil paintings
to your conservancy?
Um... Thank you?
Mm! But how
would you say it?
That royal sleaze
is hitting on Liz.
Perhaps you would consider
dining with me
at the castle tonight?
Nobody hits on my best friend's
girlfriend... and succeeds.
Yoo-hoo! Mr. Pinata-Head.
[growling]:
You!
Me?
Excuse me for one moment.
-Sure, but...
-Mi castle es su castle.
-DARGIS: Aha!
-GARFIELD: Not now!
-Your nine lives are up!
-[doorbell rings]
GARFIELD:
No. No, not now.
Good Lord,
do these people never sleep?
GARFIELD:
Oh, why now?
Ah, Mr. Hobbs,
punctual as usual.
Just taking out the rubbish.
Won't be a jiffy.
GARFIELD [whimpering]:
Oh, please!
Okay, you got me.
GARFIELD:
Oh, you are so stupid.
Dungeon.
GARFIELD:
I'm just a cat!
GARFIELD [crying]:
Oh... Please! I'm so weak...
and, and you're so strong,
so powerful.
[Garfield grunts]
[lock rattles]
GARFIELD:
You creep!
There's more than one way
to skin a royal cat.
I'm not a royal cat!
I'm a self-centered house cat!
Hey! Wait! Wait!
What, you think I'm going
to crack in here?
Uh-uh. No.
This is gonna be a treat.
I'm finally gonna have
some quality alone time.
I'm gonna write that novel
I've been putting off.
I'm gonna learn a couple
of foreign languages,
and I'm gonna start a whole
new workout regimen.
I'm gonna lose all this.
Get myself
in top physical condition.
Thank you! Yeah!
Ha, ha!
I love it here!
You've done me
an enormous favor!
Who's laughing now?
[laughing]
[laughter fades]
[laughter resumes]
[sighs]
[grunting]
It's nice to get away
from the urban sprawl.
"Carlyle, 28 miles."
Going my way?
[grunts]
Piece of cake, really.
JON:
So we make a left up ahead.
[barks]
Oh. Right turn.
Thanks, buddy.
I'm afraid
there's just no sign of him.
Really? Well, then...
let's make it official.
Well, if we must, we must.
Then there's the time
I got hit by that car...
and the time that I ate
that six-day-old halibut.
Hey, that's only seven lives.
I got two more.
All right, I'm gonna
get out of this.
[stone scrapes, clatters]
Bingo!
Winston and I have come
to your rescue.
Took you long enough.
What, did you finally hear
my stomach growling?
No, but we heard your tiresome
monologue. Bad halibut, indeed.
[stone scraping]
Let's get you out of here,
Your Royal Highness.
Winster.
The solicitors are here.
We have to move quickly.
Huh.
Uh, then we luncheon,
Your Royal Highness.
Yeah, you can drop that shtick,
drool boy.
I heard you
and the bird.
How about the house cat part?
I loved that.
Aw, all right, all right.
So we weren't exactly honest.
We had to do it.
What would
you have done?
Save your breath, chubby cheeks.
I shall abdicate my throne
and return to my TV chair.
You were our only hope.
The only hope of the hopeless.
What do they want, blood?
I have been eating and sleeping
my heart out for these animals—
still not enough.
Like I'm not as good
as a royal cat could be.
Huh?
Hmm...
[Garfield humming]
Hmm?
Hmm...
Hmm?
Blah!
Hmm?
[Garfield groans]
[glass squeaks]
[exhaling]
[Prince groans]