Jon: I'd like to enter Garfield in the cat show
Juror: Okay
Juror: Hmmm, lesee here, hmmm
Juror: I'm sorry. We don't have a “fat” division
Garfield: Let me at him!
Jon: Hi, what have you got there?
Woman: This is Monarch, a registered ruddy Abyssinian. He's in the grand champion division with 1400 CFA points... What's that
Jon: This is Garfield. He's... uh sort of yellowish orange and he's got stripes
Garfield: I've never been so embarrassed
Garfield: Cat shows are disgusting
Garfield: Imagine, pitting one cat against another on a physical basis. This is all so phony
Announcer: And the winner of the household cat division is...
Announcer: Garfield!
Jon: Congratulations, Garfield! Did you ever think you cold win a cat show?
Garfield: Does a baby go goo?
TV 1: I've solved the case, captain. The murderer is...
TV 2: We interrupt this program to tell you there's a thunder-storm coming into the area
Garfield: How dare they break into my favorite TV show for a weather report!
Garfield: I'm calling the station to give them a piece of my mind!
Garfield: Boy, am I hot!
Someone: W-N-R-D, hello?
Garfield: MEOW!
Someone: Is this some sort of a joke? Hello?
Garfield: Boy, do I feel dumb
Jon: You're great, Garfield
Jon: You're warm, furry, cuddly, and..
Garfield: If you say “cute” I'll scratch your eyes out
Garfield: What's warm and fun to lie in...
Garfield: And must be chased, but can't be caught?
Jon: Okay, Garfield. What've you done?
Jon: WHAT'VE YOU DONE?! WHAT'VE YOU DONE?!
Garfield: I love mental games
Garfield: (plip!)
Garfield: (plip!)
Garfield: I don't like raisins in my cereal (plip!)
Jon: I know! I know!
Jon: Leave that chicken leg alone, Garfield. It's mine
Jon: (smack!)
Garfield: (WHACK!)
Jon: It's things like this that tend to diminish my enthusiasm for owning a cat
Jon: Uh-oh, Garfield wants in!
(tap, tap)
(WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!)
Garfield: When I want in, I want in now
Garfield: VARRRROOM! B-B-B-B-VOOM! BARROOM!
Garfield: Meyow
Garfield: VROWMMM! SCREEEE! VOOM! VOOM!
