enterprise.
Well, my investors
are very interested.
Cheers, dear.
To a long-lasting
business relationship.
To Carlyle
Resort and Spa.
Allow me to introduce
you to my dream.
What's this?
State-of-the-art spa,
meditation garden
and, of course,
luxury condominium.
But what of the woodland
and barnyard areas?
Allow me.
If you would...
Oh. Very clever.
No woodland,
no barnyard area.
Whoosh- gone!
So what will you do
with all the animals?
Let's just say
those we don't chase off,
we will serve up
to the guests.
I must alert the others
at once.
Bus driver, pull it over.
I got a pie belch coming
that might break your windows.
Ah.
Come on, Prince.
Yeah, yeah,
I used to be known as Prince.
Now you can just call me
Ga...
...arfield.
Wow.
Get a load of this dump.
Thanks.
No pet door, huh?
Holy cow, I can
hear my footsteps.
Mom?! Dad?!
I'm home!
Your Highness.
You talking to me, froggy?
It's me,
your trusty servant,
- Winston.
- Hey.
Warning:
I don't fight fair.
I scratch, and I bite.
It's all right, sire.
All is well now.
You're home.
Home?
What, retirement home?
Happy home?
Where, uh,
what is this?
Is this an insane asylum?
Am I being kidnapped?
Very funny, sire.
Your loyal subjects
await you.
They need to be comforted
by your words.
Hey, trust me,
windbag, there's no way
I'm going to give a speech
to a bunch of strangers.
And then, of course,
following your words,
a royal feast.
I think I'm just going to do
a tight two minutes.
See if that
will calm them down, okay?
Oyez!
Oyez!
Prince the 12th
has returned.
Thank you, windbag,
for that slobbering
introduction.
Hello, everybody!
Hey.
- Listen up.
- Ooh.
Is this an audience
or a landscape?
Okay. Great to
be back here
at the palace.
I look out and I see
a sea of dumb
barnyard animals.
I'm here in your country
to break up a romance
between, uh, you know,
the guy who owns the house
I live in and a girl who
is way out of his league.
I know that whatever it is
that you have,
there is some sort of affliction
that produces this glazed look
behind your eyes,
I hope you defeat it.
I wish I could take every one
of you home with me.
Thank you.
I killed.
Very funny, sire. Well done.
I didn't realize
it was amateur hour.
What's up with Prince?
Oh, he's on the catnip again.
Hold on, chaps!
Have I got news for you!
What's the word, Claudius?
Dargis is going to bulldoze
the barnyard
and feed us to the tourists.
Let him try.
He'll have to deal
with these fists of fury,
won't he, eh?
Well, that's dreadful.
Calm yourselves, everybody.
We're all right
as long as Prince is alive.
Well, obviously that feline is
not Prince, you idiots.
He's not even the cat
formerly known as Prince.
He's right, you know.
Wait, he doesn't have to be
Prince.
He just has to
look like him.
If he fooled me,
he'll fool them.
But what's to stop Dargis from
getting rid of this cat, too?
McBunny is right.
We must protect this cat
at all costs.
Our fates rely on it.
Mr. and Mrs. Jon Arbuckle.
Liz Arbuckle.
Elizabeth Arbuckle.
Yeah.
Listen, you dolt.
There's been a coup d'etat.
Attempted murder most foul.
I am Prince the 12th
of Carlyle.
You there, with the wise
and thoughtful look.
Hello.
Convince this man
there's been a mix-up.
Garfield, I want you to be in my wedding party.
Wedding party?!
Think you can hold a basket
of flowers in your mouth?
Enough with the grooming, you dunce.
My subjects face
mortal jeopardy.
Dog, approach.
We must plan my escape,
and I'm relying on your
expedience and cunning.
Okey-dokey.
New plan.
Call my pumpkin, windbag.
I'm ready to roll.
Roll? Where to?
You know,
to the hotel, to Jon.
Your master, the one who's
leaving you for his new wife?
He's not leaving me.
It's more of a...
temporary insanity thing.
Garfield, your master's
started a new life.
It's time
for you to begin yours.
Come on, I want to show
you