course.
And anything you need is
only a flick of your tail away.
A flick of my tail, huh?
So, if I said, drool
on your foot...?
- ( Winston panting )
- GARFI ELD: Not bad.
How about roll over
and whistle Ў®Ў®Dixie''?
( whistling )
How's that?
Nice. All right.
Tough one:jump up
and touch the ceiling.
( grunting ):
How's that, sire?
You don't get up
there too high
there, do you, fella?
I give you your royal
bedchamber.
GARFI ELD:
I could do some snoozing here, yeah.
Even a king needs a catnap.
Get up!
Get down.
Get up!
This baby is spring-loaded.
Why do you think
they call me...
( echoing ):
Highness...?
Are you all right? Sire?!
( grunts )
The royal trapeze?
That is how you ring, sire.
You pull it
whenever you require something.
- And what is that?
- Your playhouse.
Oh, I needed a playhouse.
I've got a house
inside of a house.
Does this castle make
my butt look a little too big?
Fits you like a glove.
( farts )
- Ooh! Blimey.
- Pardon.
Well struck, sire.
Good tone, smooth finish.
Well, you took that
in the best spirit, didn't you?
Shall we have a look
in the kitchen?
Did I hear you say...
the kitchen?
( overlapping conversations )
Here we are.
I present your cookery.
All mine?
Every morsel,
down to the last crumb.
Okay. All right.
You can just call me...
Your Highness.
( Garfield and animals singing )
( singing continues )
( singing continues )
( singing continues )
( singing ends )
Yeah, you can just drop
that anywhere.
( body thuds )
( tray clattering )
GARFI ELD:
All right, I'll give it to you straight:
it's disappointing.
Your doughnuts are dry
and don't have
holes in them,
and your coffee's so weak,
it looks like tea.
I don't suppose,
Miss Westminster,
you could find time
in your busy life
for a wealthy duke.
( giggling )
Lord Dargis,
I'm afraid I'm taken.
As I am myself...
by you.
( laughs )
Oh, don't mind me.
I'm just an
incorrigible old...
- Cat!
- What?
Nothing, nothing.
Nothing at all,
nothing at all.
Gosh, is that
the time already?
Time, I've
always said,
flies like an arrow.
Don't be afraid
to just show up
and bring some
of those investors-
those lovely investors.
We'll throw a party.
Cheerio!
Ah... Smithee, d-did
I see Prince in here?
Isn't it remarkable?
I found him wandering
the streets of London
as I left Willoughby's.
Indeed.
Extraordinary.
And where is
the little fiend...
( clears throat ):
fellow at the moment?
Oh, I'm sure
I don't know, sir.
Well, I'll maybe take
a little look-see, hmm?
Make him welcome.
Yes, sir.
Look at this room,
for example.
Uh... how would you
liven this place up?
But, sire, this castle
is centuries old.
GARFI ELD:
It's a museum.
It's boring.
And you know what's missing
when your crib is a museum?
It's called fun!
Fun?
It's not that hard.
You got to get
a running start
at something
this dull.
Who-o-o-o-o-o-a!
This is gonna end so badly.
( screaming )
Oops.
It was already cracked.
( laughs ):
Nothing escapes you,
does it, sire?
Yeah. I like
the way this feels.
You just slide, baby!
Whoa...!
D'uh-oh!
Don't worry about it.
That one was cracked as well.
Oh, I can relax.
Oops!
What the...? Ooh! Oof.
Smithee!
Get this thing off of me!
All right, let's go try
another room.
Good idea, sire.
MR. HOBBS ( on phone ):
Yes, yes.
I've got the deed and
the paperwork in order,
and I've contacted
the other solicitors.
We'll be out there on Monday.
Monday?
But... but I need more time.
More time?
More time for what?
Oh... n-n-nothing. Nothing.
That'll-that'll be fine.
Oh, very well,
we'll be there Monday,
unless, by some miracle,
Prince returns.
We can only hope, Mr. Hobbs.
( screaming )
What's the news?
Dargis is sure to make a move
on the cat.
The solicitors