03x09 - Bath Day/Partners in Mime

[bunniefuu]

-[Garfield snoring]
-[alarm rings]

[upbeat theme song playing]

-[Garfield] Hee!
-[remote clicks]

[whimsical music playing]

[cheerful music]

[Nermal humming]

I look good, even if I do say so myself.

And I often do.

[growling]

-[yipping]
-Huh? Whoa! He's coming?

[whining]

Good. The detour sign is in place.
Let's hide.

[humming]

[Nermal gasps]

"This way to enter contest for
cutest kitten in the whole wide world."

Well... that's
moi.

I didn't know about this contest,
but I'll win it.

I always do.

[snickering]

[humming]

[screaming]

[splashing]

[Garfield laughing]

That's not funny, Garfield!

Of course it's funny.
It's just not funny to you. [laughs]

Whoa!

What?

You're right, Nermal. This isn't funny.

[all gasping]

Well, it looks like someone needs a bath.

[all] Yes! They do!

[scrubbing]

Stop sulking, Garfield.
I know you don't like taking a bath.

That's not true. I bathe once a year
whether I need it or not.

-[phone ringing]
-That must be Liz calling.

Here. I'll leave you the loofah
so you can scrub while I'm gone.

[Odie whining]

Nah, this isn't so bad.

Especially since I have my toy boat
and my wind-up shark.

Help! Shark! Shark!

[giggling]

I like this cool rubber mermaid.
[chuckles]

[Odie spluttering]

[laughing]

Sorry, Odie. Just trying to amuse myself.

Taking a bath is so boring.

That's because you don't know how
to make it interesting.

Make up a story.

Make up a story? How do you do that?

I'll show you. Wanna play, Odie?

[yipping]

Then follow me.

[inhaling]

[inhaling]

[inhaling]

[water bubbling]

[ethereal music playing]

[popping sound]

Wow! Is it like this
at the bottom of every bathtub?

It is if you use your imagination.

Or even better,
if you have your own cartoon show.

[whining]

This is so cool.

Hey, Garfield,
how come we breathe and talk underwater?

It's my fantasy,
so I make up the laws of science.

Hey, come on. Let's check out the surface.

[Garfield gasping]

[whistle sound]

-[Garfield sighs]
-[Odie whining]

[laughing]

I could ride around like this all day.

No, you can't.
You see, the trouble with bubbles is…

-[whining]
-Might as well join them.

[Nermal] Hey, recognize that boat
coming towards us?

-[Odie] Huh?
-[Garfield] Hmm.

[eerie music playing]

[Nermal] It looks like your toy boat,
the one that came with the--

Shark!

[tense music playing]

[screaming]

[skidding sound]

[both screaming]

[grunting]

[Nermal screaming]

Oh! No!

[all sighing]

Made it.

Oh my!

Grr!

[Garfield grunts]

He's after us. Start paddling.

[whining]

Faster! Faster!

[tense music playing]

Whoa!

We're not going fast enough
because we're too heavy in the water.

Get rid of any non-essential items.

Good idea.

[screaming] Whoa!

-[screaming]
-[Odie yipping]

Hey, it's a fantasy…
and anyway, that's a toy shark.

You wind him up,
and he's only good for about seconds.

[wind-up gear clicking]

Sorry to be a bother,
but could someone wind me up again?

[screams]

Will you leave us alone if we do?

Well, sure.

Okay, then.

[sighs]

[gears clicking]

Thanks.

You're welcome.

[whimsical music playing]

[sighs] You're lucky that thing
doesn't run on alkaline batteries.

Well, okay, Garfield.
This is your fantasy. What's next?

-Hmm.
-What?

[panting]

[joyful music playing]

Hmm. Looks like flying fish.

[Nermal] What?

Hey, you look like that thing
Jon was using to scrub us.

Just call me Loofah.
You guys are a long way from your bathtub.

Yeah. Any idea how we get back to it?

I don't, but I'll bet the mermaids do.

They live on the other side
of Shampoo Island,

past the Giant Faucet Waterfalls.

I'll be your guide.

How are we supposed to follow you?

You can paddle, can't you?

[laughs] In my fantasy? Not gonna happen.

I've got a much better idea.

[straining]

Step on it, Loofah.

Jon is baking lasagna,
and I'd hate to miss it.

[grunts] Almost there.

[grunts]
Look, the Giant Faucet Waterfalls.

[water splashing]

[all screaming]

[Garfield grunts]

[screams]

[all groaning]

[Nermal screaming]

[screaming]

[Nermal screaming]

Over there!
That's where the mermaids hang out.

But beware of their singing.

[Garfield] Hey, I know this legend.

You should beware of mermaids singing
because it's so beautiful,

it will lure you
to crash your ship on the rocks.

[Loofah] No, beware of it
because they're just kind of lousy.

Oh!

[out-of-tune singing]

[all whining]

[out-of-tune singing continues]

It's enough to make me give up seafood.

Look, we have visitors.

Loofah, who are your friends?

I'll introduce us.
I'm Garfield. This is Odie.

[barks]

And I'm Nermal,
the cutest cat on land or sea.

Remind me to leave you out
of my next fantasy.

What brings you here?

This Loofah fish told us you could
help us find our way back home.

Oh, sure. We know how to--

Wait, sister!

[whispering]

[Garfield] Huh?

We've discussed it…

…and we decided that we'll tell you
how to get back to your tub…

…if you'll do something for us.

Does it involve listening to you sing?

No.

Then we'll do it.

Our cove here is under siege.

[gasps]

A terrible monster lurks about,
threatening all,

scaring everyone away.

Get rid of it,
and we will tell you how to get home.

T… Terrible monster?

[screaming]

What exactly is this terrible monster?

It's… it's a…

…rubber ducky!

[Nermal screaming]

Right.

How could a rubber ducky hurt anyone?

[monstrous quacking]

[Nermal screaming]

[shrieking]

[monstrous quacking]

[screaming]

[ominous music playing]

[screaming]

[Nermal] Garfield, what are we gonna do?

I have an idea.
Loofah, here's what I need you to do.

[growls]

-You understand?
-Got it.

Aah!

Come on, Loofah! Hurry!

[ominous music continues]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[birds chirping]

[all whimpering]

[all screaming]

[whimpering]

[Odie yowling]

Where are they?

[all shrieking]

There they are!
Quick, ladies, it's showtime!

[out-of-tune singing]

[quacking]

[out-of-tune singing]

[quacking]

[out-of-tune singing continues]

[quacking]

Thank you for getting rid
of the rubber ducky.

We never thought of using our singing
to drive him away.

We want you to have
these seashell necklaces.

And now we'll keep our promise.

[giggling]

And tell you how to get back
to your own bathtub.

Come here.

Really?

[all straining]

-[water splashing]
-Hmm.

Wow.

-Thanks, ladies.
-[water splashing]

Before you go…

Would you like us to sing you
a farewell song?

[all] No!

But thanks anyway.
And thanks to you, too, Loofah.

Have a happy journey home, guys.

Come on, guys. Follow me.

[water bubbling]

[ethereal music playing]

[straining]

Come on, guys. Give me a paw.

[all straining]

It's no use, guys. We can't budge it.

[Nermal sobbing]

Hello! Can I help?

Sure. Lend us your jaws.

[chain clanking]

[Garfield] Thanks!

[drain gurgling]

-[cuckoo sounds]
-[groaning]

Sorry, guys. Boy, that Liz
really can get to talking sometimes--

-Huh?
-[gasping]

I see someone unplugged the tub
and let the water out.

But I guess you guys are clean.
I'll go get some towels from the cupboard.

Garfield! We're back!
Did any of that happen?

[whimpering]

Of course not. It was just a fantasy.

And not a bad one if I do say so myself.

[sniffing, moaning]

I think the lasagna is ready.

Odie, do you think any of that
really happened?

Mm-mmm.

Okay, then how do you explain these?

[whining]

I kind of like 'em.

[whimsical music playing]

[cheerful music playing]

[panting]

-[car horn honking]
-[whines]

Sausage, black olives,
Canadian bacon, extra sauce.

Other people put themselves to sleep
by counting sheep.

I count pizza toppings.

Let's see. Pineapple, more sausage…

-[barking]
-Huh?

The mailman's here?

Mm-hmm.

Thanks for the alert, boy,

but I've decided
to take the afternoon off.

No mailman annoying for me today.

Extra cheese, extra-extra cheese,
extra-extra-extra cheese…

Hmm? Yeah, that's right, Agnes.
The house with the cat.

I'm delivering there now.

If I don't see you again,
remember I loved you.

Hold on. This is the dangerous part
where I push the doorbell.

[grunting]

[quivering]

-[doorbell ringing]
-[Jon] I'll get it!

Agnes! I may be okay.

I hear Mr. Arbuckle coming.

Hello, Mr. Arbuckle.

I have some letters for--

[screaming]

Mr. Arbuckle! What are you doing,
scaring me like that?

[Odie whimpers]

-Huh?
-[whining]

Jon's taken up mime.

[whining]

You don't know what mime is?

[whimpering]

I figured you wouldn't.

Here. I had them prepare
this brief educational video to explain.

[narrator]
Mime is an ancient form of acting

that does not use words or speech

and which dates back to Ancient Greece
in the fifth century BC.

It is an art in which you convey a message
through your actions and expressions.

A mime never speaks directly
to the audience.

Instead, he or she relies
on the power of imagination.

[whining]

Now take a cue from Jon

and don't say anything
for the next week or two.

[barking]

Let me guess.

[whistle sound]

You got fed up with the cat,

and you're running away
to join the circus.

[bell ringing]

[ethereal music playing]

What? Do I want a cup of coffee?

Yes! You got it exactly right!

Oh man, I'm good! I'm really good!

I've been taking mime classes
for the last three months.

And now
I'm testing my miming abilities on people.

Eh, well, here's your mail.

Is that a bill
from the Prime Rib of the Month Club?

I don't want us getting kicked out.

[clears throat]

"Dear Mr. Arbuckle, our mime school
has elected you Student of the Year.

We have chosen you to represent us
at the World Mime Championship

that will take place in Paris, France,
home of the greatest mimes of all time."

Garfield! Odie! I'm going to go to France

and win this contest
as the world's greatest mime!

[panting, barking]

And to really get in practice,
I'm going to live my life in mime.

I won't say another word
until the competition.

[Odie panting]

I'm not sure why,
but I have a feeling we're in big trouble.

[whining]

[light-hearted music playing]

Hmm?

He's miming everything.

He's doing an imaginary drawing
with an imaginary pencil.

And guess what? At the end of the week,

Jon's boss is gonna send him
an imaginary paycheck.

[whining]

And now he's making us
an imaginary dinner…

Huh?

Oh great. Imaginary lasagna again.

[groans]

We haven't had a meal
with actual food in it for days.

[groaning]

Does he think anyone would be
stupid enough to go along with this?

[munching]

Enough already! [groaning]

[Garfield] Your cat is fed up
with not being fed up!

Odie, give me the menu for Vito's. Here.

That's right. Dial the phone.

I'd do it myself,
but I'm too weak from hunger.

[giggles]

Vito's Pizzeria. Vito speaking.

How may I help you?

[silently mouthing]

[Vito]
Eh, hello? Is anybody there?

[Garfield groaning]

I guess no one's there.

Fortunately,
I planned for an emergency of this sort.

[triumphant music playing]

Huh?

A few months ago,
I recorded one of Jon's better orders.

-[Garfield grunts]
-[phone beeps]

Vito's Pizzeria. Vito speaking.
How may I help you?

[Jon's voice]
Vito? This is Jon Arbuckle.
Please send me enough food to feed my cat.

Ah! Signor Arbuckle!

I will be right over
as soon as I can borrow a large truck.

Problem solved.

[car horn honking melody]

-[whining]
-[doorbell ringing]

Buongiorno!

[yipping]

Here is your bill, Signor Arbuckle.

Hurry!
Pay him in large bills. It's faster!

[sighs]

[ethereal music playing]

[Vito groaning]

-[buzzer sounds]
-He's paying him in imaginary money.

Uh, please, Signor Arbuckle.

Pay me for the food
so I can get back to my
ristorante.

[Garfield] Aah!

[teeth chattering]

-Is that supposed to be the tip?
-[drumroll playing]

[groaning]

[teeth chattering, whimpers]

I do not know what kind of silly joke
you're playing,

but Vito will not put up with it!

If you do not pay,
you do not get my wonderful food!

-[Garfield gasps]
-[motor starting]

[tires squealing]

No, wait! Wait! Can't you take
an imaginary credit card or something?

[whining]

[Garfield groans]

If Jon doesn't give up this mime stuff,

he's gonna have
a couple of imaginary pets.

[whining]

[whimpering]

Jon's mowing the front lawn
with an imaginary lawn mower.

[whimpers]

There you are, Jon Arbuckle.

Where have you been the last two weeks?
Why haven't you answered your phone?

I keep calling here, and someone answers,
but no one ever says anything.

[ethereal music playing]

[skidding sound]

Oh. "Student of the Year…
World Mime Championship?"

You've been studying mime?
You're going to France for this contest?

[ethereal music playing]

Well, good luck.

Who's your partner?

[old car horn sounds]

No, your partner.

It says here,
"All contestants must be duets.

Two mimes in a team."

-You didn't read the back of the letter?
-[squeaking]

-You don't have a partner?
-[squeaking]

And the contest is day after tomorrow.

Where are you gonna find a partner
who can do great mime?

[gasping]

[whimsical music playing]

Oh no! Not me.

No chance. No way.

I don't think Garfield wants to do it,
and that's too bad.

It would have been nice
to win that big cash prize.

Yeah, big cash prize.
I guess you didn't read this part.

It says the winner receives…
[gasps] Oh, wow.

That's enough money to keep Garfield
in lasagna for a year.

Excuse me one moment, please.

[rattling, boing sound]

[ethereal music playing]

Looks like you've got yourself a partner.

-[accordion music playing]
-[plane engine whirring]

[car horns honking]

[yawning]

[in French accent]
How long have they been like this?

[in French accent]
One hour and minutes.

What is the name of their act again?

[in French accent] "The Meaning of Life."

[yawning]

Life is apparently very boring.

[buzzer sounds]

The next contestant is "Jean" Arbuckle
and his cat Garfield.

They will perform
the famous mirror sketch.

[cheerful music playing]

[bell dinging]

[bell dinging]

[cheerful music continues]

[all laughing]

[chattering in French]

[all laughing]

[laughing]

[action music playing]

Bravo! That was brilliant!

The best I have ever seen!

Let us give them the trophy right now!

[yipping]

Congratulations.

You are the winners!

The finest mimes in all the world!

You shall receive the large cash prize.

Wow! Thanks a bunch!

[gasping]

He… He spoke!

Contestants are not allowed to speak!

The rules are quite strict.

If you speak, and you did,
you are disqualified.

[spluttering] Disqualif--

No large cash prize for you.

Ushers!
Remove them from the stage at once!

No! That's not fair!

I only spoke after the performance!
That doesn't count! I protest!

I protest!

When I need him to order pasta,
he doesn't say a word.

Now he talks.

[melancholy music playing]

Huh?

[all] Oh, shut up!

[all groaning]

[upbeat theme music playing]