did.
I'm here to discuss
my new position in your...
SMITHEE:
There he is, gentlemen.
Come along.
There's a good boy.
Oh... It was the animals,
you know.
Plotting, planning,
every one of them against me!
I assume that
will be all, sir.
Smithee.
He'll vouch for me.
Smithee!
PRINCE:
Odie, thank you.
You're a hero
and a gentleman.
Whoa. There are
two Garfields?
Well, how can you
tell them apart?
Oh, you forgot imbecile.
-That's Garfield.
-Garfield.
Liz, I've been...
I've been trying
to get the courage up
to ask you something
all week.
-Uh-huh.
-And, uh...
Oh, come on...
Really?
[mumbling]:
Looking for something?
Thanks, pal.
Liz, will you marry me?
[sighs happily]
Yes.
Aw...
You know a dog's mouth
is cleaner than a human's?
-[rock beat plays]
-Come on! The coast is clear!
[group singing pop]
[animals cheering]
Hooray!
McBUNNY:
Let's hear it for the cats!
Hooray!
Go, Garfield.
That's right. Come on!
Do you do
the Carlyle jig?
It goes like this.
[chuckling]
Can you do this?
Oh, boogaloo.
[chuckles]
[chuckling]:
Jolly good.
Bust a move, man.
No, it's something
like this here.
PRINCE:
And so, my loyal subjects,
I leave you
with a final legacy.
Cannonball!
[animals groaning]
[moos]
[bleating]
[animals chatting excitedly]
Brilliant party, sire.
[chuckling]
GARFIELD:
Yeah, when the going gets tough...
the great ones party.
[grunting]
[Odie barking]
[bleating]
Who wants to play
Marco Polo?
HOGS:
Marco!
I refuse to partake in this
sinful display of hedonism.
Oh! Those nuts look good.
Get a load of this!
Bombs away...!
I love this pond.
We rule the pool, goosey.
Give me some feathers!
[group singing pop continues]
GARFIELD [chuckling]:
Watch the ears.
Thank you.
Oh, you're so kind.
[Odie barks]
Odie, could you
beat it, please?
It's good to be king.
[group singing pop continues]
[group singing pop continues]
[song ends]
[mid-tempo rock beat plays]
[man singing]
[woman vocalizing]
[man singing]
##
[woman vocalizing]
##
[man singing]
[woman vocalizing]
[man singing]
[woman vocalizing]
[song ends]
[fast-tempo surf guitar
instrumental playing]
##
##Once upon a time,
in an English castle
far, far away,
there lived a pampered
personage by the name of...
...Prince.
All right,
everyone, he's awake.
Hurry! Hurry!
Come along, quickly.
Right, are we all ready?
Get the Carlyle log.
Prince knew no other life
than a life of luxury.
Oh, did I mention
that Prince was a cat?
Good morning, Prince.
Your tea.
Mm-hmm-hmm! Breakie.
I have your favorite dish.
Carlyle log.
Ah, lovely.
Super.
Oh, it's good to be the king.
On the other side of the world,
there lived
an equally pampered cat
who thought he was a king,
but who ruled over
a somewhat smaller domain.
Meow.
I'm the king of the cul-de-sac.
That's what I'm talking about.
Jon and I have everything
I could ever want.
Food in the fridge.
Cable and satellite.
And don't forget lasagna.
That's right.
It's good to be king.
I want you to know, you're the
most important thing in my life.
Let me sleep, please.
Before I met you,
my life had no meaning.
I was incomplete.
Oh, you still are, really.
I guess what I'm
trying to say is...
...will you marry me?
Eh? Marriage?
Well, this is kind of sudden.
There may be
some legal issues here.
Look, I like you,
but not as a spouse.
Maybe as a servant, we could
stay together, make it work.
So what do you say... Liz?
- Wait a second. Liz? Liz?
- Garfield.
Liz is a girl.
No, worse.
She's a girl vet.
Turkey's ready.
Well, I think
Jon