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JON ARBUCKLE
What would you like for breakfast, Garfield?
GARFIELD
Oh, a cup of coffee, Danish, morning paper.
JON ARBUCKLE
OK, one bowl of catfood coming right up.
GARFIELD
Nobody listens anymore.
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JON ARBUCKLE
Where's Odie? He didn't come back with you?
GARFIELD
[does a complicated pantomime explaining that Odie was taken to the pound]
JON ARBUCKLE
You got fleas or something?
GARFIELD
[grabs Jon's face] What we have here is a failure to communicate.
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GARFIELD
I'm bored. Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored. I'm bored... that's it! I'm going down to the City Pound, and I'm gonna break Odie outta there! Look out, Pound, here comes Garfield!
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GARFIELD
[playing with the food] No sweat, 'Sarge, I'll take that machine gun nest out with my trusty bazooka here!
GARFIELD
So this is what it feels like to be potato salad, yuck!
GARFIELD
Rhett, Rhett, whatever shall I do? Wherever shall I go?
GARFIELD
Take me to your leader, earthling, or I'll atomize your face, heh heh!
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GARFIELD
[sighs] I hate mornings. I'd like 'em better if they started later.
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GARFIELD
[after he and Odie kiss Jon] Home is where they understand you.
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GARFIELD
It's pathetic the way some animals beg at the table. Where is your pride, Odie?
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GARFIELD
[after he knocks Odie off the table] I'm not known for my compassion.
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GARFIELD
[after he throws Jon's breakfast in his face; last line] I'm only human.
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GARFIELD
[seeing his empty cat food bowl] Rats. My owner must still be wallowing around in bed. It's hard to find good help these days.