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: [holding up lasagna plate
] Please sir. May I have some more?
[gives big eyes
: Garfield? Odie, wh-wh-what are you doing here? Prince
: Garfield? What the devil is a garfield?
: [after falling out of hotel window
] Sore bottom, a little disorientated, but undeterred!
: So it's hide-and-seek you want to play? Alright, I'll count to 100.
: Hello, Rommel! Prince
: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
[Dargis continues walking with Prince in the basket
: 35, 36, 37, 38...
[Dargis approaches the river
: 96, 97, 98, 99, 100. Alright, fair warning. Ready or not, here I co - - me!
[Dargis throws the basket in the river with Prince in it
: Bon voyage, Prince! Prince
: Oh, dear me. I may have misjudged the old boy. Perhaps he is somewhat of a scoundrel. After all, this is *not* the way one plays hide and seek.
: Garfield, since when do you say "no" to lasagna? Prince
: ...You do realize I'm a cat, don't you sir?
[Prince is handed a plate of lasagna
: Good Lord! What gruel is this?
: What do they want, blood? I have been eating and sleeping my heart out for these animals. Still not enough. Like I'm as good as a royal cat could be?
[Garfield and Prince start mirror-playing against a bush doorway
: [after Prince collapses face first
] Aha! I so... knew you weren't me. Prince
: And you must be Garfield. Garfield
: How do you know my name? Prince
: I've lived your life for the past few days. Yes, if ever a man loved a cat, it's your Jon. Return to him, Garfield. Return to your home. Garfield
: Your Highness, you don't have to tell me twice. Bye-bye.
: It's the real Prince. The genuine article. Prince
: Yes, my friends, I have returned to you at this, our darkest hour. So tell me Winston, what exactly is Lord Dargis up to? Winston
: He intends to level our homes and kill us all. Prince
: O... kay. Well, in that case, I decree that we pack our bags and get our scraggy bottoms out of here. Perhaps to the castle next door. Garfield
: [turns to leave
] Oh boy. Nigel
: Well, that was inspirational. Bolero
: Brilliant. McBunny
: I am so fired up. Garfield
: [walking back
] You know, I believe we can do better. Preston
: I thought you were leaving. Garfield
: Hey. Button the beak, Froot Loops, or I'll stick that thing on backwards. Look, Lord Doofus is just another bully. And what do we do to bullies? Meenie
: Well, generally, we run from them. Garfield
] No, we don't leave. We stand and we kick royal butt. Trust me, if you beastsssss can bake a two-cheese lasagna, you can beat Dargis. Preston
: Well, do you have a plan, Garfield? Garfield
: Tell you what. For the duration of this battle I would prefer to be called "G-Cat". And *we*...
: ... have *two* plans. Prince
] Oh teamwork.
: [dries Prince with a towel
] Mr. and Mrs. Jon Arbuckle... Liz Arbuckle... Elizabeth Arbuckle. Prince
: Listen, you dolt. There's been a coup d'etat. Attempted murder most foul. I am Prince XII of Carlyle.
: [to Odie
] You there, with the wise and thoughtful look. Hello. Convince this man there's been a mix-up. Jon Arbuckle
: [comes out of the bathroom with a blow-dryer
] Garfield, I want you to be at my wedding party. Prince
: Wedding party? Jon Arbuckle
: Think you can hold a basket of flowers in your mouth? Prince
: Enough with the frooming, you dunce. My subjects face mortal jeopardy.
[gets off the bed
: [to Odie
] Dog, approach.
[Odie approaches Prince
: We must plan my escape, and I'm relying on your expedience and cunning.
[Odie begins chasing his tail
] Okey-dokey, new plan.
: Please sir may i have some more?
: Oh well. Back to sleep.