I said it's mine!
That piece has
Nigel's name on it.
Uh-oh.
Please, I command you.
Leave room for dessert.
Here it is, one step...
A half-inch adjustment
from his last shot!
Oh, nearly!
Oh, heavens, I fear
there was something urgent
to which I was supposed
to attend,
and yet I can't for the life of
me begin to recall what it was.
You really like it?
I do. It's great.
Thank you.
Let me see.
I got to go.
Are you sure I
can't go with you
to this castle
tour thing?
They won't mind.
It's a Conservancy function
for speakers only.
I guess the woman
who owned the place
was a big animal lover.
You hang with the guys.
Odie could use a walk,
and Garfield could use...
...some serious ab work.
Anyway, I'll be back soon.
Have fun, boys.
My entire world seems to
revolve
around napping,
television and lasagna.
Still, I'm plagued by a vague
notion of a duty unfulfilled.
Oh, well.
Back to sleep.
What is it, woof-woof?
"Castles of England"?
Good Lord!
There it is!
Carlyle Castle
on the Upper Thames.
Oh, brilliant, Odie.
All this time, I took you for...
well, a complete simpleton.
Now destiny calls.
To the battlements!
Sound the horns!
For king and country!
Farewell, my loyal squire.
The legend cont...
What, ho!
Garfield?
Okay, sore bottom, a little
disoriented, but undeterred.
Garfield!
Now, which way is the river?
I think this way.
Garfield!
Sorry,Jon.
Oh, here it is.
Now one needs
some kind of conveyance.
Oh, hello.
Oh, it's an awfully long way
down, but I must,
and I shall, and I...
Ow.
Well, Miss Westminster,
I have the papers
all drawn up.
We need only sign them,
and it's on to
the ground breaking.
Oh, that's wonderful.
I would like to move forward
as soon as possible.
Just think.
Bulldozers, paving machines
busily transforming this dump
into beautiful luxury condos.
You and I striding
through centuries of dust
like giants surveying
our emerging empire.
Two proud parents.
I-I'll just check on Smithee.
See if tea is ready.
Filthy monsters!
Come back here,
you smelly creature!
Come here!
Pigs, mark your man!
Come here,
you smelly individual!
You know what?
I got two words for that guy.
"You're fired."
If only it were
that simple, sire.
Swine!
Is there a problem, sir?
Is there a problem?
There's a bull drinking
my champagne,
the pool's full
of wild animals,
and a pig just
tried to kill me.
Yes! I would say
there was a problem.
I'll tend to it, sir.
You'll tend
to it immediately!
And we'll have tea indoors.
Do you think you
could handle that?
Thank you.
There's a good chap.
Oh!
Has there been an accident?
I'm afraid tea will have to wait
till later, Miss Westminster.
Oh.
He's about 42
and a half pounds.
He has orange fur,
more like a burnt sienna.
And he answers
to the name Garfield.
I-E-L-D.
Okay,
well, fortunately, Scotland Yard
isn't very busy this week.
So, uh, we'll put together
a task force
and our best men
and, uh, turn all
our resources and attention
towards finding your fat cat.
Really?
No.
Come on, Odie.
Now, Rommel,
it's really quite simple.
Uh...?
Me... Prince.
Prince... me.
Provider of food...
Food.
Right, governor.
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm!
Yum, yum.
Kill...
Kitty!
Attaboy, Rommel! There you go!
Well done!
That's the spirit!
Bad boy! Bad boy!
Go on, get along!
Smithee.
How are you?
Do me a favor.
Have that polished.
There's a good chap.
So, what's on
your mind, Smithee?
Uh...
Mr. Hobbs's office called.
Are the solicitors
convening again, sir?
It's nothing at all,
Smithee.
Papers to sign.
You know-- boring.
Incidentally,
when did you
last have
a holiday, Smithee?
Holiday, sir?
I can't remember.
- Seriously, man?
- Mm.
What an embarrassing
oversight on my part.
I insist you have a week's
holiday, starting today.
Oh, I don't know.
I don't think...
Oh, Smithee, I won't
hear a word of it.
I can just see you
cycling in the Dordogne,
fighting the