Garfield's Thanksgiving (1989 TV Short)
Thom Huge: Jon Arbuckle
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Quotes
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Garfield : Pancakes, pancakes the size of Australia, and coffee, yes, Jon, coffee. We wouldn't be the great nation we are without coffee. So do your patriotic duty, Jon Arbuckle, and fix - me - breakfast!
[drum beats, then Odie crashes cymbals]
Jon Arbuckle : [slightly dazed] I wonder if people with goldfish have this problem.
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Jon Arbuckle : [as Garfield chatters over his upcoming vet visit] Now just relax.
Garfield : Want me to relax, take me to Hawaii.
Jon Arbuckle : I'm only bringing you to the vet for a checkup.
Garfield : Check OUT, Jon. You're only bringing me here to check out the vet. Why don't you marry her, then she could make house calls?
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Jon Arbuckle : Garfield, I need help.
Garfield : Hm, understatement of the year.
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Jon Arbuckle : [putting on pants in his closet after Liz notices he's not wearing them] Thanks for telling me I wasn't wearing any pants, Garfield.
Garfield : Oh sure, blame it on the pet.
Jon Arbuckle : [as he hurriedly staggers back to the door, trying to get a pant leg on] Come on, I want you to be nice to my dinner guest.
Garfield : First I have to be a fashion consultant, now I have to be an actor.
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Garfield : Now *this* is what Thanksgiving is all about.
[shoving the groceries in Jon's face while he's driving]
Garfield : Thanksgiving is *cookies*! Thanksgiving is pie filling! Thanksgiving is *cole slaw*! Drive carefully, Jon; don't wanna bruise my kumquats. Now wait a minute, wh-where're we goin', Jon? Th-This isn't the way home.
Jon Arbuckle : We're going to the vet, Garfield.
[Garfield screams in agony, causing Jon to zig-zag recklessly and hit the curb twice in the next shot]
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Jon Arbuckle : [it's Thanksgiving morning and the second day of Garfield's diet; cheerfully] Good morning, Garfield! Sleep well?
[Garfield hisses and draws his claws as if to scratch Jon, but he lowers arm leniently]
Jon Arbuckle : Well, aren't we nasty today? Save your energy, Garfield. Nothing you do can spoil my good mood! It's Thanksgiving, and I have a dinner date with a *dream boat*! Oh, and which reminds me, she'll be here in about three hours, so I'd better get the ole turkey outta the freezer!
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Garfield : [seeing Jon thump a second frozen turkey on the counter] Hey Jon, another frozen dinner.
Jon Arbuckle : Everything's ruined, Garfield. What can I do? I'm doomed. Liz will never speak to me again.
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Jon Arbuckle : [Garfield drags out a phone] Very funny, Garfield; I can't feed Liz this.
Garfield : Jon, you nitwit!
[drags out record album]
Jon Arbuckle : This is Grandma's favorite record, should I play it for Liz?
[Garfield drags out heart shaped pillow]
Jon Arbuckle : This pillow Grandma crocheted is very comforting, Garfield, but it still doesn't solve the problem with dinner.
[Garfield drags out a purple sweater]
Jon Arbuckle : I'm not cold, Garfield; why did you drag out the sweater Grandma made for me last Christmas?
Garfield : Last chance!
[takes out framed photo of Grandma]
Jon Arbuckle : I know, I'll call Grandma! She'll know what to do! Oh-ho, Jon, you're a genius!
Garfield : If he had a brain he'd be dangerous.
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Jon Arbuckle : Interestingly enough, it was Abraham Lincoln who officially proclaimed the last Thursday of November as Thanksgiving in 1863, you see. Now get this: in Canada, they celebrate Thanksgiving, *too*, but it's *not* on the fourth Thursday of November. They celebrate it on the second Monday of October. Isn't that wild?
Dr. Liz Wilson : [yawning] I have no idea.
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Dr. Liz Wilson : That was a *wonderful* meal. Thanks for inviting me, Jon.
Jon Arbuckle : Same time next year?
Dr. Liz Wilson : Mm-hmm, that'd be nice. I'll be here before the meal, but after the history lesson.
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Jon Arbuckle : [seeing Garfield and Odie sitting on the couch lazily] Well, it was a great day! And judging by the looks of you two and your bellies, I'd say you had a great day, too. I know one thing I'm thankful for today!
Jon Arbuckle , Garfield : Grandma!
[Odie barks]
Jon Arbuckle : Well, let's take a little walk and try to work off some of this food, boys.
[Garfield groans and manages to scoot himself off the couch, but Odie can't get off because he ate too much Thanksgiving dinner]
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[last lines]
Jon Arbuckle : Come on, Odie, come on boy.
[whistles, then realizes Odie's eaten too much]
Jon Arbuckle : Oh no, not you too. I suppose we'll have to put you on a diet as of right now.
Garfield : [blows whistle, reenters wearing a camouflage cap] All right, Odie, gimmie ten!
[Odie barks and stands at attention, but smiles]
Garfield : And wipe that stupid smile off your face!
[Odie snarls]
Garfield : Come on, soldier, I said down and ten!
[Odie gets down and does push-ups]
Garfield : And one-and-two, and one-and-two! Are we having fun yet? One-and-two, and one-and-two!
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Jon Arbuckle : Here, Garfield, have some food.
[as he lowers Garfield's bowl containing a lettuce leaf]
Jon Arbuckle : According to your diet, you get this.
Garfield : That's it? That's all, just one scraggly piece of lettuce?
Jon Arbuckle : Oh, I'm sorry, Garfield. That's not what you get.
Garfield : Well, I should hope not.
Jon Arbuckle : [tears the lettuce in half] You get HALF a leaf of lettuce.
Garfield : [clearly dissatisfied] That's better.
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Dr. Liz Wilson : [sniffs] Mmm, something smells.
Jon Arbuckle : Oh, that's just a little Thanksgiving dinner I whipped up.
Dr. Liz Wilson : I was afraid of that.
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Jon Arbuckle : Make yourself comfortable, Liz. I need to slip into the kitchen and take care of a few last-minute details.
Garfield : Yeah, like finding something to eat.
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Dr. Liz Wilson : O-kay. I'll go out with you.
Jon Arbuckle : Really?
Dr. Liz Wilson : I can't stand to see a dumb animal suffer.
Jon Arbuckle : Great! Uh, oh, uh, uh, uh, how about tomorrow, at my place? I'll fix a big Thanksgiving dinner; you're gonna love it!
Dr. Liz Wilson : Well, at least we won't be seen in public together.
Jon Arbuckle : And then this weekend, we'll...
Dr. Liz Wilson : [glares] Don't push it, buster!
Jon Arbuckle : [sheepishly] Okay.
[leaves the room]
Dr. Liz Wilson : Mr. Arbuckle!
Jon Arbuckle : [reappearing] Yes?
Dr. Liz Wilson : [pointing to Garfield] You forgot your cat.
Jon Arbuckle : My cat? Oh, my cat!