Garfield:
Whoever said "Getting there is half the fun" should be drug out into the street and shot!
[
a stewardess meets Jon and Garfield boarding the plane]
Stewardess:
[
to Jon] Welcome to Inversion Layer Airlines, sir. In what section are you traveling?
Jon Arbuckle:
[
mumbling; almost incoherent] Third class.
Stewardess:
What section, sir?
Jon Arbuckle:
[
clears throat; whispering] Third class.
Stewardess:
I can't hear you.
Jon Arbuckle:
[
shouting] Third class!
Stewardess:
Oh.
[
Suddenly angry]
Stewardess:
Oh... you're seated at the rear of the plane with the rest of the slime!
Jon Arbuckle:
[
dejected; sighs] Thank you.
[
Jon and Garfield head down the aisle toward the back of the plane]
Jon Arbuckle:
Why can't I get any respect, Garfield?
Jon Arbuckle:
Hello, Paradise World!
[
sniffs]
Jon Arbuckle:
Just smell that fresh air, Garfield.
Garfield:
[
sniffs] That's jet fuel, you dummy!
Jon Arbuckle:
Well, the next item of business is to get our luggage.
[
their luggage is thrown out of the plane, landing next to Garfield]
Jon Arbuckle:
Hey, that's service for you!
Garfield:
Jon, you'd look on the bright side of a train wreck! That was no service, that was assault and battery on our suitcases! I should neve have packed my crystal mouse collection!
Jon Arbuckle:
This vacation isn't working out exactly the way I hoped it would.
Garfield:
A masterfully understated observation, especially when you consider it's coming from a total idiot!
Chief:
I the High Rama Lama, and these here are the Ding Dongs.
Pigeon:
[
Volcano rumbles] You want the five-seven? How swift? You for real or what?
[
Volcano rumbles even louder]
Pigeon:
[
Pigeon rushes to Jon, Garfield, Owooda, Mai-Tai and the Chief] Da' volcano no like the wahine, he like the five-seven. He no get him swift, he gon' boda' everybody!
Chief:
I see...
Jon Arbuckle:
What did he say?
Chief:
Pigeon says the volcano doesn't want my daughter, it wants the car. If it can't have the car in about 30 seconds, it's gon' blow us all to pieces!
Jon Arbuckle:
[
guilty] There goes my damage deposit.
Pigeon:
[
Pigeon runs to Monkey and Odie, who are still trying to fix the car] Hey hey hey, you buggahs, make swift wit' da' wheels, da' volcano like the car mos koshi, or he gon' blow everybody out da' other side!
Jon Arbuckle:
[
Garfield comes floating by on the water] How do you do that, Garfield?
Garfield:
Easy... fat floats.
[
the boys decide to visit the local car rental shop]
Hotel Clerk:
[
jumping up from behind the counter] Yeeeeeeees?
Jon Arbuckle:
[
noticing the resemblance to the motel owner] You look familiar.
Hotel Clerk:
I have a brother in the motel business.
Garfield:
[
looking around] Racket is more like it!
[
the Chief reveals that the volcano wants Owooda and Mai-Tai]
Jon Arbuckle:
You mean, it appeases the gods or something?
Chief:
No, it plugs up the hole.
Worshiping Tribe Members:
[
bowing] Chrome... Chrome... Chrome...
Worshiping Man:
Bop-Ba-Da-We-Bop...
Worshiping Tribe Members:
[
bowing] Chrome... Chrome... Chrome...
Jon Arbuckle:
I think you'll enjoy flying, Garfield. It's a very smooth, comfortable way to travel.
[
Garfield holds up an air-sickness bag]
Garfield:
Then what are these little bags for? The Easter egg hunt?
Jon Arbuckle:
Odie, you sly dog! You stowed away in my suitcase. What a happy surprise.
Garfield:
You won't be so happy when you see what he did to your sports coat.
Chief:
Hmm... Hey Monkey come over here... Hey, listen, this car won't run, fix it!
Monkey:
[
Monkey starts drumming on car hood and chanting... ] Chicka-ba-mooka-mooka uh uh, Chicka-ba-mooka-mooka, uh uh Chicka-ba-mooka-mooka
Chief:
Ay! Ay! Raise the hood, Mango Brain!
Monkey:
[
Monkey looks puzzled] Oh, yeah...
Jon Arbuckle:
You know the rules, Garfield: they don't allow pets in the seats. I had to dress you up as my son, or you wouldn't have come on our vacation.
Garfield:
What am I, a piece of luggage?
[
holds up his tail]
Garfield:
What's this, a handle? If that's the way you feel about it, why didn't you just stick a stamp on my face, cancel my bottom, and mail me to Paradise World?
Jon Arbuckle:
[
singing] I love the beach!
Garfield:
[
singing] I love the beach!
Jon Arbuckle:
I love the beach!
Garfield:
I love the beach!
Jon Arbuckle:
Beauty and the beaaaaaaaaaaaaaach!
Jon Arbuckle:
[
lying on the diving board] Hey, wait a minute! We control our own destinies, don't we?
Odie:
Hm?
Garfield:
That's debatable.
Jon Arbuckle:
This is an island, right? There has to be some beach out there somewhere, right? We'll rent a car and drive until we find some fun in the sun. Right, guys?
Garfield:
Rrright!
Odie:
Right!
Jon Arbuckle:
Then let's do it!
[
the diving board snaps off, and Jon falls into the empty pool]
Garfield:
Right! We'll do it right after his bones knit!
Jon Arbuckle:
[
as he and Garfield watch Owooda and Mai-Tai walk toward the volcano] I can't believe she's doing this!
Garfield:
Well, better her than us.
Hotel Clerk:
[
gesturing toward the new car] And there she is!
[
we hear a dramatic guitar]
Hotel Clerk:
Well, what do you think?
Jon Arbuckle:
[
mesmerized] She's beautiful!
[
Odie has stowed away in Jon's suitcase]
Garfield:
Well, this is just ducky.
[
Odie licks Garfield's face]
Garfield:
One minute, I'm sitting happily at home minding my own business, next thing I know, I'm traveling third class with a fourth-class owner to a fifth-class motel to sleep with a *sixth*-class mutt.
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