buildings here look
like, uh, the kennel back home.
That is the kennel back home.
They'll never take me alive.
They're gonna
be fine,Jon.
Yeah, yeah.
Garfield's never stayed
in a kennel before,
so I'm afraid
he might have
some separation anxiety.
No.
He's probably fast asleep
in his cage by now.
You hear me, warden?!
I have the right
to remain silent!
Anything I say can and
will be held against me
in a court of law!
And I have the right
to an attorney, too, pal!
And if I can't afford one,
one must be provided for me
by the court!
Never mind!
I just broke out.
He likes a belly rub
twice a day.
And, oh, if you
could give him
a pan of lasagna
between each meal,
that would be great.
Oh, almost forgot Pooky.
Can't be
without Pooky.
( barks )
Oh, great.Just when
things were looking up.
Look, why don't
you stay here
and get your
fleas removed,
maybe get a brain transplant?
( barks )
Okay, go away. Beat it.
Hide beneath the wheels.
Agh! You're
ripping my fur!
Aah! Get off. Get off.
Get off. Get off.
Get in here!
Get in! Get in!
Okay, so you have
my cell phone
and you have
the hotel number.
- Don't worry, I do. Bye now.
- Okay.
GARFI ELD:
Airport, and step on it.
jon won't mind if I repack him.
We're gonna need
some room in this bag.
( humming )
( quacking )
( quacking )
( humming, screams )
Aah! You savage beast,
how dare you!
Get out of here!
Smithee!
There's something
in the pool! Smithee!
There's a duck in my pool,
Smithee.
A duck!
A duck, sir?
Filthy wild animal
soaking itself in my pool.
What do you intend
doing about this?
I shall speak
to the duck, sir?
Mmm.
( squeaking )
Oh, by the way,
the solicitors are here
for the reading
of Lady Eleanor's will.
Excellent.
In a few moments,
I'll be the master
of this entire estate.
And from this day on,
things will be done my way.
( quacking )
MAN:
This is the last will and testament
of Lady Eleanor Carlyle
of Carlyle Castle.
Ў®Ў®I declare this to be my last
will and testament,
which I make,
this first day of September''...
Keep still.
They're reading Lady Eleanor's will.
I've got a bad feeling
about this.
I can't watch.
If Lord Dargis gets the estate,
we're done for.
We're doomed!
Shh! Quiet.
Ў®Ў®To my devoted Smithee,
Ў®Ў®I make thee caretaker
of my estate.
Ў®Ў®Care for my beloved
animal friends
Ў®Ў®as you have in the past
and you will always have
a home at Carlyle Castle.''
Thank you, Madame.
She's dead, Smithee.
You can stop sucking up.
Ў®Ў®The rest of my
worldly possessions,
Ў®Ў®my castle
and surrounding grounds,
I leave to the love of my life,
somebody who was like
a son to me...''
Thank you, Aunt Eleanor.
Oh, thank you.
Please let me finish,
Mr. Dargis.
I'm sorry. I always get
a little ahead of myself.
Ў®Ў®I leave all my worldly possessions
to my beloved kitty,
Prince the 1 2th.''
- That's incredible.
- Oh, my word.
Entirely without
precedent.
This is what it says.
But I'm her nephew,
her only heir.
She can't have left it all
to a cat.
I, Prince,
the new lord of the castle?
( cheering )
Good show, Lady Eleanor.
Oh, bless her heart.
Can it be?
We are delivered.
Thank you, Winston.
The will clearly states
that you may stay on
at Carlyle Castle and
receive your usual stipend
of, uh...
50 pounds a week.
- Fifty pounds?!
- Upon Prince's passing,
after what we assume will
be a long and happy life,
you will receive
the castle, the land
and your title.
But that fat ball of fur
could last for another 1 5 years!
Let us hope so.
The castle was built
over 600 years ago
by Lord Franklin Carlyle.
Now, the initial structure
is late medieval in style...
MAN:
In the west wing, we'll put the pool and spa.
Yes, and where would
the squash courts be?
Oh, there he is!
- That's unbelievable.
- Oh, hello.