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Garfield, I'm not in the mood.
You know, it's never good
when you turn off my TV.
And this may be
the worst ever.
Odie's not ready.
H-He's months of positive reinforcement
away from consistently performing.
Happy, you promised
you'd never use that.
I mean, that collar
is inhumane.
This collar...
is the dog's future.
Do you have a problem
with that?
- No.
- No.
Now we'll see how smart
you really are.
Happy Chapman. Happy Chapman.
Happy Chapman.
Not now, Garfield.
Jon, you're denser
than ever.
- I gotta think outside the box here.
- Hey, the box!
Wait a second.
My box... My box
had something on it.
Let's see. Apple Jacks.
Frosted Flakes. Cocoa Puffs.
Kibbly Kat.
Yes, there it is.
Telegraph Tower. That's where they make
The Happy Chapman Show.
Yeah. But how far away
can that be?
Maybe...
Hmm, a paw?
A paw and a half maybe.
This is a done deal. I can do this.
No!
Can't do this.
Reached physical limits.
Shouldn't have tried it
without snacks.
Must go back and reload.
- Jenny, how are you? Welcome to the show.
Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!
- Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm.
Ah, and that's the sign
that the tank is full.
I can do this. Beyond this intersection
is just another intersection.
And another and another.
On the other hand, I wonder if there's
any meat loaf left in the fridge.
No. Now's not the time
for a plate of meat loaf.
Now's the time
for a plate of courage.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Garfield has left the cul-de-sac.
* He is trampling out
the vintage where the grapes
of wrath are stored *
- * He has... *
Now that's more my style.
Oh, taxi.
Step on it, will you, driver?
No, Odie's not a hound dog.
Yes, I'm sure.
No, I don't want
another dog.
- Thanks anyway.
Garfield, lunchtime.
I made your favorite...
lasagna.
Garfield!
Garfield!
Garfield, where are you?
Can anyone direct me
to the pink building...
that's shown on the back
of the Kibbly Kat box?
Uh, it's the one right by
the blue-and-orange tree.
Well, this doesn't feel
pink building-ish.
- Hello?
- Now where you going? Oh, what is that?
- Uh-oh, rats.
- Come on! Come on!
- Rats the size of rats.
- Come on, kids.
Is that big orange blob a cat?
Hey, now, why am I
being surrounded here?
- Some of my best friends are vermin.
- Finally, some meat.
Meat? No, it's not meat.
I'm... They measured.
It's 100% body fat.
No nutritional value whatsoever.
Hey, body fat's
good with us.
- Mmm. Yea! Yippee!
- Uh... Uh... Louis.
- Garfield! Coming through.
Hey, what's going on here?
- Oh, it's my friend.
Come on, Louis.
I got 3,000 teeny mouths to feed.
Hey, back off. Garfield?
What are you doing here?
Besides defending my life?
Jon got a dog...
dog got kidnapped by a TV star,
I'm trying to rescue him.
Seems like you got yourself
in a jam, huh?
I wish there was something
I could do to help you out.
Louis, I think you and I
have an account still, remember?
- The macadamia nut cookies?
- I do love the macadamia.
- Sorry, rat pack, this cat's with me.
- Aw, come on.
Y'all got to roll.
Go ahead. Roll out.
Who wants to go
to the Red Lobster alley?
Hey, maybe next time,
little critters.
Good luck with the plague
and rabies and everything.
Don't push your luck, fat cat.
Garfield, you can't just
be wandering around the city.
There are dangers everywhere.
Potholes, subways,
animal control.
You think you can get me
to Telegraph Tower?
Two more cookies and you got a deal.
But we gotta keep it on the down-low.
How down low do we have to go?
Yo, Garfield, you with me?
Louis, this is a little bit
lower than I expected.
If I didn't have a box over my head,
I'd be humiliated.
Okay, hold up. All right.
We're almost there.
Now, when I give you the signal,
we gotta cross the street.
- Way over there by the horizon?
- Come on, Garfield. Let's go!
Wait up! Wait up!
- Am I dead?
- Garfield, don't move!
Don't move?
Not a problem.
Just wait for the walk signal.
Oh, no, it's a stampede!

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