What's all the hubbub?
GUARD:
Attention!
Hey, Odie, look,
it's those royal corgis.
Hey, lady,
you got any leftover liver?
Stuck-up little punk.
Oh, I know she heard us.
They had the top down.
Odie? Odie?
D'uh-oh! Odie, no!
Don't do the
ugly-American thing!
The British are coming!
The British are coming!
Well, you made him
crack anyway.
PRI NCE:
Ew, disgusting!
It's so smelly down here.
I must get out.
Hello? Someone help a chap?
( grunting )
I'm in the sewer.
This is hopeless.
We'll never find Jon.
Face it, Odie:
nobody cares
- whether we live or...
- ( barking )
- ( tires screeching )
- ( screaming )
( sighs )
Prince, I've found you.
Oh, dear.
Why is it the weird ones
always go for the cat
and not the dog?
Odie, help, please.
- ( whines )
- GARFI ELD: Is that a cologne
or a disinfectant, sir?
I just got you
a special treat:
minced pie.
Odie, call a cop.
I mean, bobby or jimmy.
Never mind, Odie.
Don't bother.
There's a pie here.
I'll be just fine.
( barking )
( barking continues )
( whining )
( groans )
Dear heavens!
That was absolutely
the most horrifying...
But I'm alive.
I'm alive!
And... covered in filth.
Here, here.
I must return to my throne.
- ( barking )
- What, ho?
Oh, indeed.
Seeing me in this state
must be shocking.
I've lost my bearings.
You must lead me with all due
haste to the castle at Carlyle.
But first, I require a bath.
- ( sneezes )
- Here, come on.
Do you expect me to lick myself?
Garfield?!
Odie? Wh... What
are you doing here?
Garfield?
What the devil is a Garfield?
What am I going to
do with you guys?
Do you know how
bad I would feel
if I lost you here?
From now on,
I'm not letting you
out of my sight, okay?
Oh, dear heaven.
Why is it
the weird ones
always go for the cat
and not the dog?
Oh! Bath time
for you, buddy.
Well, that's the best news
I've heard all day.
The dog's not
very bright, is he?
Where are you taking me?
Is it somewhere lovely?
Somewhere special?
Mmm!
Ah!
Hey, Mario Andretti.
You're drivin'
on the wrong side of the road,
and I've got an entire pie
in my stomach.
Don't worry, Prince.
You'll feel better when
we get back to Carlyle.
- ( Rings )
- Oh, excuse me.
Yes, hello.
Hobbs here.
Ah, Hobbs,
this is Manfred Dargis here.
A terrible thing
has happened.
Prince is missing.
We've searched everywhere.
Prince is missing?
- BOTH: Missing?!
- This is a rather sudden
development,
- don't you think?
- Well, actually, it's quite common.
In the absence, or in this
case, the death of an owner,
it can be quite
confusing and disorienting
to a cat- I mean,
let's face it, they have brains
the size of a gum ball.
- ( Dargis laughing )
- All the same,
this seems
rather fishy to me.
I don't particularly care
what it seems to you.
Legally,
since he is gone,
the title of the Carlyle estate
falls to me.
Am I not correct?
Uh, yes, very well.
Good-bye.
He's up to something.
He's got some plan
for the estate,
and I want to find out what.
Ah, Miss Abby
Westminster, I presume.
( chuckling ):
Lord Dargis, an absolute pleasure.
Hello.
DARGIS:
I'm so pleased you've shown
such an interest in
our little 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.
( chuckles )
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.
( cackling )
I must alert the others
at once.
GARFI ELD:
Bus driver, pull it over.
I got a pie