04x22 - Bulldog of Doom/Mother Owl

[bunniefuu]

-[Garfield snores]

-[alarm clock]

[theme song]

[narrator]
This is the story

of The Pie, The Cat


and The Bulldog of Doom.


This is the pie.


This is the cat.


And this, for reasons

that will become apparent,


is the Bulldog of Doom.


Especially if you're a cat.


One day, Mrs. Generic

Housewife Model baked a pie.


The aroma began


to make its way

to surrounding homes


and there's a curious thing

about this neighborhood...


No matter which way

the wind is blowing,


the smell of something

freshly-cooked


will always somehow

make its way...


to the nostrils of this cat.

Uh-oh...
Bruno's decided to help himself
to that elderly gentleman's lunch.

Even I wouldn't do

something that rotten.

[evil laugh]
Bruno!

What are you doing eating here?

Why aren't you over


on Crestview Avenue?

That's where I'm heading.

What's over on Crestview Avenue?
You don't know?

Oh, nothing. There's nothing

going on over there.

I'll see you later.

What's going on over

on Crestview Avenue?

Like I said. Nothing. No.

There's no free all-you-can-eat

pancakes festival.


There's a free all-you-can-eat

pancakes festival?

Who told you?

Why am I bothering

with this crummy sandwich


when I could be eating

all the pancakes I could eat?

Here. You can eat this.
Pancakes, here I come!

Bruno's not the brightest

character on the series.


If there were free pancakes

over on Crestview Avenue,

do you think I'd be here?

My lunch!

Somebody stole my lunch!

Oh, thank you, kitty cat!
You deserve a reward.

Do you want half a peanut butter

and chicken salad sandwich?

No...

[narrator]
And it was

about then that the aroma


of freshly-baked pie

reached the cat's nostrils...

That smell...
I know that smell...

I know that smell,

I love that smell!

Pie! Pie!
Oh wonderful pie!
Apple pie...
Peach pie... Cherry pie...

Boysenberry pie...

Coconut pie...

Anyberry pie!

Pie with ice cream on the top...

or with ice cream on the side...


[narrator]
But it didn't really

matter what kind of pie it was.


Scientific testing has shown

that this particular cat


will eat just about anything...


Tuna sandwich

on whole wheat bread.

He eats it.

Shrimp chow mein

with crispy noodles.

He eats it.

Bean burrito

with a side of nachos.

He eats it
Meat lasagna.

He eats it.

And the plate it's on.


Two three-minute eggs

and home fries.

He eats it.
Chicken fried steak.

[narrator]
All in all,

they tested seven thousand,


four hundred and twenty-three

foods that afternoon


and discovered

that the only ones


the cat would not eat were...


Anchovies on pizza,

most healthy foods,

anything that resembles yogurt,
Jon's meat loaf,

a peanut butter and chicken

salad sandwich...

and raisins!
Raisins, ick.
You know how they make raisins?

They take gravel and

they soak it until it wrinkles.


This is useful information,

Dr. Whipple.


Thanks.

We'll be heading home now

On the way home,
could we stop for hot dogs?

[narrator]
And so the cat

followed the wonderful aroma


all the way to the house

in the next block...


Lemon meringue pie...

Chocolate meringue pie...

Meringue meringue pie...

It was there he found the source

of the wonderful aroma...

Pie!

Unfortunately,

he saw something else there.


-It was...

-[snoring]


-The Bulldog of Doom!

-[shrilling scream]


Yes. Between the cat

and the wonderful smelling pie,


there stood but one obstacle:


the Bulldog of Doom!


The cat looked at the pie.

Then he looked at the bulldog.


Then he looked at the pie again.


Then he looked

at the bulldog again.


Then the pie. Then the bulldog.

Then the pie. Then the bulldog.


And finally,

he came to the conclusion


that any sane,

pie-loving cat would reach.

I'm giving up.
No, I'm not!

I can't leave

that delicious-smelling,


beautiful-looking

whatever-kind-of-pie-it-is pie


there uneaten like that.

I must brave...


-the Bulldog of Doom!

-[shrilling scream]

[groan]

♪Go to sleep, my baby♪


♪My baby, my baby♪


♪Go to sleep, my baby♪


♪I'm going to eat the pie♪

I'm almost to the pie.

-[barking]

-[scream]

[barking]
I'm almost to my demise.

[Garfield]

No! Please! Stop!


I don't want the pie!

Nice Bulldog of Doom!

Well. Now you know why he's called

-the Bulldog of Doom.

-[shrilling scream]


If I know me,

I'm going to go after that pie


-and the Bulldog of Doom...

-[shrilling scream]

...will doom me.
How can I stop me?

[narrator]
The cat thought

and thought and thought


and finally he had an idea.


Hey. In Jon's old magic act,

he had that pair of handcuffs...


As ideas go,

it wasn't a very good one...


But sometimes, a bad idea


is better than no idea at all...


All right now, Odie. Do you

understand what I'm doing here?


It's very simple.

Over on the next block, there is pie.


I do not want to go over there

and try to get the pie.


And do you know why I don't

want to go over there

and try to get the pie?

Because the pie

is being guarded by...


-the Bulldog of Doom!

-[shrilling scream]


To prevent me from being tempted

to go over and get pie

at the expense of my life,

I have handcuffed myself

to this post here.

And here is the only key.

Okay. I want you

to keep this key for me.


Hold onto it and no matter

how much I ask for it, do not...


I repeat: do not give it

back to me. Is that clear?

[barking]

Wait a minute...

It's a pie. I'm Garfield.


I ought to be able to find a way

to get my paws on that pie.

Odie! Bring me the key!
Odie!

I told you not to give it to me

no matter what I said!

Do you want me to be doomed

-by the Bulldog of Doom?

-[shrilling scream]

Then don't give me the key!
I wonder what kind of pie it is.

Maybe rhubarb pie.

Or pecan pie. Or pumpkin pie.


What if it's pumpkin pie?

Oh, I'll bet it's pumpkin pie.


Warm, creamy,

delicious pumpkin pie.


I don't care if there is

a bulldog of doom guarding it!

Odie! Bring me the key! Hurry!

Aren't you hearing

a word of what I've said?


No matter what I say, no matter

how I beg you or order you,


do not, I repeat,

do not give me back the key!

Do you understand, Odie?

Now, temptation won't make me

go after that pie


and get doomed

by the Bulldog of Doom.

I'm safe!
There he is!
I'm not safe!

"Free all-you-can-eat

pancake festival", eh?

It's the Bruno of Doom.

I'd better go hide

in another country.

The handcuffs!

Odie! Odie, I need the key

to these handcuffs.


No? I know I said

not to give them to me

but give them to me.

Odie, if you don't give me

that key, Bruno is going


to flatten me like free,

all-you-can-eat pancakes.


What do you mean, you're

too smart to fall for that?

He's here!

Free all-you-can-eat pancakes

on Crestview Avenue, huh?


Did I say Crestview Avenue?

I meant Viewcrest Avenue.


They have pancakes there

and syrup and--


[Bruno]

Huh! Take this!

And this!

[Garfield] Would you

believe free waffles?

Odie!
Now, you give me the key...

Great. Now I'll probably

be tempted to go after the pie


and then the Bulldog of Doom

will do the same thing to me...


[narrator]

It was at that moment


that the cat had what seemed

like a pretty good idea...


It was that great kind of idea


that can solve two problems

at the same time.


In this case, the two problems

were the big cat bully...


and the severe lack of pie...

Pie? Oh, no.

I'm not falling for another one

of your tricks, Garfield.


No, really. It's pie.

Can't you smell it?

[sniffling]
Now that you mention it...

I'm still not sure

what kind of pie it is.


Might be coconut cream.

Might be cinnamon pear.

Might be a chicken pot pie...
Hey! It is pie!

If I know anything,

I know when there's pie.


So I was thinking

we could split it and--

We ain't splittin' nothing.

I'm taking the whole thing

for myself.

Okay. If you say so, Bruno.
Oh, Bruno.
Did I remember to warn you

-about the Bulldog of Doom?

-[shrilling scream]

Bulldog of Doom?

No, you didn't say anything

about any Bulldog of Doom.

[groan]

Oh, sorry. I forgot to mention

there's a Bulldog of Doom.

Bulldog of Doom?
Help! Help! Bulldog of Doom!

[narrator]
The cat was very proud

of his cleverness as he made his way


to the now-unguarded pie.

But he had another surprise...


Did you smell the pie I baked,

little cat?

Would you like some of it?
Here.

Take the whole thing.

I'll bake another.


It's the only kind of pie

I know how to make,

raisin pie.

So...

By any chance is that half


a peanut butter and chicken

salad sandwich still available?

Hey, a cat's gotta eat.

[Jon]

We're leaving now, Garfield.


We're going bird watching.

We won't be back until late.


But don't worry. I prepared

your lunches and your dinners.

Thanks. I was worried.

The blue covered dishes

contain your lunches.


The red covered dishes

are your dinners.


Dinner is for later.

Do not eat it now.


We're staying out late

because there have been reports

of owls in the area lately.
So don't wait up for us. Bye.

Okay, let's see now.

Blue covered dishes are for now.


Red covered dishes are

for later. You got that, Odie?


Let us eat our lunches

from the blue covered dishes.

Okay, Odie. Now remember.

We don't eat our dinners

until later.

Three... Two... One...
Later!
Jon will be pleased.

He always tells us not to eat

between meals and we didn't.

Oh. Very pretty. I just saw

a whole bunch

of Eastern Bluebirds.


Great. I spotted some sparrows

and I think I saw two owls.

Owls? In the daytime?

I don't think so.

Owls are nocturnal.


Nocturnal?

What does that mean?


A nocturnal animal is an animal

that sleeps during the day


and functions at night.

An animal who sleeps at night

is said to be diurnal.

Diurnal sleeps at night.

Nocturnal sleeps during the day.


What do you call an animal

that sleeps both night and day?

Garfield.
I knew it.

Well, I think

I did see two owls though.

Possible... but not likely.
Bobby,

you shouldn't even be up

at this hour.


This is the time

all good little owls are asleep.

I don't want to be asleep, Mom.

All the exciting stuff in life

happens during the day.


I want to go out. I need

to learn to protect myself.


I can teach you

how to protect yourself.


But you tuck your wings

in and go to sleep now.


You can't teach me the kind

of stuff I need to learn, Mom.


I'm going off to find

someone who can.

No, no, no! No hot dogs for you.

Your owner hasn't paid

for the last you ate.


What? I should suffer

because Jon's a deadbeat?

Oh, please!
Please, please, please, please!
All right!
One more but that's it.
Thanks.

I never could resist

a pleading pussycat.


I think

I'll save this for later.

OK, it's later.

Hey, Bruno! That was my hot dog!

I mooched it myself.

And it was...
delicious!

Bruno! Do you know

what I'm going to do?

No. What are you going to do?
I'm going to...
go get another hot dog!

Get this one

with the spicy mustard!

I like 'em that way!
Sweet dreams, Bobby dear.

Bobby,

don't hide from your mother.


You know I don't see very well,

especially during the day.

Bobby?
Oh, where has that boy gone now?

Bobby?

Bobby?


Why has that man

deserted his post?


"Closed for today.

No more hot dogs.

This means you, Garfield."
Bobby?
He's flown away from home...
Oh!

There he is! I'd know that cute

ball of feathers anywhere.


Now, where am I going

to get something to eat?


I wish I had someone

who'd just take care of me.

Oh, Bobby!

I'd know you anywhere,

my dear, sweet baby!


I think you've got me

confused with--


Promise me you'll never stray

far from your mother again.

Let me hold you in my wings.

Listen, you've made a mistake.

I'm not--


Would you like

something to eat?

Look, I said, I'm not your...

Speak up.

You know I don't hear so well.


Yes, mommy dear.

I would like something to eat.


I would like a whole pizza

all to my little self.


Whole pizza, fine.

With mushrooms?

Yes, please.
With extra cheese?
Yes, please.
With dead rodents on top?
No, please.
You stay right there, Bobby.

I'll be right back

with your pizza, dear.


I will be back in fifteen

minutes, Angelica my love!


I have to get this mushroom

and extra cheese pizza


-over to Mrs. Bagicaluppe!

-[telephone ringing]

Vito's Pizzeria, Vito speaking!
Ah, Mrs. Bagicaluppe!

I was just walking out the door

with it. Vito will be there


before you can say...

well, anything you want to say.

Goodbye, Mrs. Bagicaluppe!
Mrs. Bagicaluppe's pizza!

How will I ever explain this

to Mrs. Bagicaluppe?

I'm coming, Bobby!

Your mother's

bringing you your pizza!


Oh, I hope it doesn't have

dead rodents on it...

This is delicious!

[in a sweet voice] I mean,

this is really delicious!

I knew you'd like it.

And now, since it's the middle

of the afternoon,


it's the time when

all good little owls are asleep.

I could use a little nap.

-Maybe over th--

-No.


The only safe place

to sleep is in a big tree.


Put me down!

Put me down, mommy dear!


I think I just spotted

a Baltimore Oriole.

And I'm seeing...
I think that's an owl.
No, it's two owls!

A mother carrying her baby,

I think.

What do they look like?

I can't see the mother too well

but...

the baby looks like...

Well? What does

the baby owl look like?


You wouldn't believe me

if I told you.

There's our tree!

And there's a good place

for you to sleep.

No, don't go flying anywhere.
It's time to sleep.

Ms. Owl,

I have something to tell you.

What is it, Bobby dear?
I'm not Bobby dear.
I'm a cat.
Of course you are, dear.

I'm a cat! My name is Garfield.

You don't believe me?


Here. Just feel my arm.

Fur, not feathers.


But... Then...

Where's my Bobby?


Where's my Bobby? He must

have flown away from home.


I tried to be

a good mother to him.

I'm sure you were.
I like being a mother.
Until he comes back...
if he comes back...

could I be your mother,

Garfield?


Oh no. I don't think

that would work out--

You like pizza, right?
Uh... Yes.
I'll go get you another pizza.
No, no, no you don't have to...

Okay...

Remember! No dead rodents!

I've got to get down from here!

Do not fear, Mrs. Bagicaluppe!

I have made you another pizza


and I will be right over

with it. Vito promises!


Now, if I could only find

the keys to my van!


Ah, my keys! Right where I don't

remember leaving them.

Now...

Mrs. Bagicaluppe's pizza!

It is gone again!


I got to get out of here

before she gets back.

Even if she is bringing a...
pizza!
I heard someone yelling.
Is my mom all right?
She is but I'm not.

You must be the son

she thinks I am.


Why'd you leave? Doesn't

she take good care of you?


She takes great care of me.

That's the problem.


I'm old enough now

that I need to learn how


to take care of myself.

See you around.

Hey! Hey!
Oh, there you are.

I was looking for you

up in our home.


Yes, well,

I fell out of our home.

Oh, thanks for the pizza.
Are you sure you're not my son?
You look so much like him.
I'm sorry,

I wonder if I'll ever see

my Bobby again.


Oh, well. At least

I got a pizza out of the deal.


That was a touching scene

with the owls.

It made my hungry.
Look, Bruno!

The rare green-eyed

distraction bird!

Where?
Hey! That's mine now!
I stole it fair and square.

Now,

I'm gonna teach you a lesson.


Good. I'd like to learn

Spanish or Mandarin.

[screeching]
Stop! Leave me alone!
Get off me, you owl! Help!
Keep the owl away from me!
Nutty owl!
[screaming]

[Bobby]

Mom!


Bobby!

You've come back to me!


You're not going

to fly away again?


Nope. I want to learn

how to take care of myself


and I can see there's plenty

to learn from this lady.


Can you teach me

that cool screech you made?


You just need to feel someone

you care about is in trouble.

Ah... a happy ending.

And you know what's even better

than a happy ending?

A happy ending with pizza.

I'm sure glad I ordered it

without the...

dead rodent topping.