(click)
(click, click, click)
(click, click, click)
Jon: Gimme that!
(click)
Garfield: Very well, Jon, have it your way
(CLICK)
Garfield: Speak softly and carry a big channel changer
Jon: You watch a lot of TV. Do you know that, Garfield?
Garfield: I can't read. What's your excuse?
Jon: It's been a very nice day, Garfield
Jon: A peaceful day
Garfield: Which will end abruptly if you stop scratching my belly
Jon: From now on I expect you to keep your area clean, Garfield
Jon: So I bought you this little broom
Garfield: Where's the little maid to go with it?
Garfield: They say dogs have a strong sense of smell
(POOMP!)
Garfield: Fortunately, they can't smell a kick coming
Garfield: Radar detects and edible substance on the surface, sir!
Garfield: Up periscope!
Jon: Come to breakfast, Garfield
Jon: How's your coffee, Garfield?
Garfield: Not bad
Jon: Good
Doctor: Those tonsils will have to come out, Mr Arbuckle. I'm putting you in the hospital
Jon: Okay, doc
Garfield: Hospital?
Garfield: Jon! Don't go!
Doctor: How touching, a cat who's concerned about his owner
Garfield: Who's going to feed me?!!
Jon: Aunt Gussie will take care of you while I'm in the hospital having my tonsils removed
Garfield: Aunt Gussie?! Oh, great!
Jon: Oh, come on. She's a sweet old lady
Garfield: Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you meant the same aunt Gussie who was kicked out of the marines for unnecessary roughness!
Garfield: I miss Jon, Odie. Let's go visit him in the hospital
Garfield: And while we're there, we'll see if they can reverse lobotomies
Nurse: Good boy, Mr Arbuckle! I see we cleaned our plate
Jon: She's mistaken. Nobody can stomach hospital food with the possible exception of...
Garfield: You were expecting maybe Dr. Schweitzer?
Garfield: What kind of a hospital is this, Jon?
(click)
Garfield: The television doesn't work
(click, click, click)
Garfield: And how can you sleep on that bed?
Garfield: How was your tonsillectomy, Jon?
Jon: I can barely swallow
Garfield: Awww, poor baby
Garfield: May I have your ice cream?
