Garfield's Thanksgiving (1989 TV Short)

Thom Huge: Jon Arbuckle

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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.

• 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?

• Jon Arbuckle : Garfield, I need help.

  Garfield : Hm, understatement of the year.

• 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.

• 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] 

• 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!

• 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.

• 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.

• 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.

• 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.

• 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] 

• [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!

• 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.

• 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.

• 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.

• 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!