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(The episode begins one day above Jon’s house. A couple of cars and pedestrians pass by and Garfield is inside on his chair with his head in his paws)
Garfield: Yawn! (He addresses the audience) Usually I eat and sleep all day but today, I think I'll sleep and eat, just for a change. Gasp! (He sits up abruptly) But what if it’s Monday? Doh! (He gets off the chair) Monday, (He clenches his fist as he heads for the kitchen) the worst day of the week! Monday, the day horrible things happen! Monday, (He shutters) shutters. (He wipes the side of his head with his paw) You get the concept? I don’t like Mondays! (He races into the kitchen) Please don’t let it be Monday! (He skids to a stop in front of the trash can and climbs upon it. He covers his eyes with one paw and points at the calendar with the other) Please don’t let it be Monday! (The X’s on the calendar stop on Sunday. Garfield opens his eyes and anxiously looks at it) Doh! Not Monday! (He smiles, relieved) All right! (He hops off the trash can and dances happily) Sigh! Life could not better be! (He begins pirouetting on his wiggly toes) I’m healthy! (He continues wiggling his toes as he ballet dances over to the fridge) Laughs (He opens the fridge and sees his favorite foods) The refrigerator’s filled with all my favorite food, (He holds his finger up) and best of all, it’s not Monday! (He clasps his paws together and looks to the ceiling) I hope it will be not Monday all year! So, (He puts a finger to his lips, thinking) what shall I do to celebrate it not being Monday? Hmm… (His eyes narrow) Gasp! I think I'll make myself two small sandwiches.
(After making the sandwiches, which are almost as tall as he is, the Flabby Tabby heads outside for his lawn chair, carrying a sandwich in each paw)
Garfield: (to the viewers) On this show, these are considered small sandwiches. Laughs (He tosses the sandwich in his left paw into the air and catches it in his mouth) Chewing noises (He holds his tummy and talks with his mouth full) Yes, I am the luckiest cat, (He swallows) gulp, in the world! (He spots something, or rather someone, in the distance) Gasp! (A sad-looking cat, who is named Jonah, walks up the sidewalk in his direction. Jonah's fur is as black as a chalkboard. Garfield greets him) Hey, Laughing Boy! (He reclines in his lawn chair) What’s with the long face? The sun is shining, the sandwiches are delicious, (The black cat stops and looks at him) and best of all it’s not Monday! (He grins. Jonah, however, is feeling quite down)
Jon: I have nothing to smile about. The world is rotten. Everything stinks. (He leaves)
Garfield: Huh? (He watches as Jonah goes, surprised by his response. He decides not to let Jonah’s downtrodden attitude weigh him down) Hey, (He waves) you have a nice day too! (He refocuses his attention to the viewers) Well, as I was saying, I am the luckiest cat in the world. (He gets up and tosses the other sandwich into the air. It almost hits a passing bluebird) Laughs (As he tries to catch it in his mouth, Garfield accidentally steps on a rake, which whacks him square on the nose) Whimpers (He stumbles backward and collapses on the grass) Ow! Grunt. (He gets up and rubs his head. He looks at the viewers, and then up, only to see the sandwich he threw coming right at him. He is not quick enough to catch it in his mouth this time and it hits him on the head, knocking him over) Oh!
(After that fiasco, Garfield decided that he had spent enough time outside. He returns to the house via the front pet door, holding his injured nose)
Garfield: Scowl! Scowl! (He addresses the audience once more, albeit nasally, as he is still holding his nose) And the people (He holds his finger up with his free paw) who make rakes should recall them all to the factory. (He shakes his head) Those things are dangerous. (He removes the paw from his nose, walks up to his chair and plops himself into it) Sigh! (He sees the remote next to him and grabs it) Now to watch my favorite TV show, The Wrong and the Tasteless. (He turns the TV on)
TV Announcer: The Wrong and the Tasteless will not be seen today (Garfield leans forward, shocked at this news) so we can bring you the nine-hour award-winning documentary, Your Friend, the Raisin. (The fat cat shakes his head, astonished)
Garfield: Oh! What?!? (He turns to the viewers, and then angrily gets off his chair. The camera angle changes to show this and also a warning on the side of the TV that has never been there before until now) Grunt! You stupid television! (He points angrily at it) I wanna see my show! Put it on! (He pounds the TV lens) Put it on! Hmm… (He notices the warning, which has a picture of a red Caution triangle with an exclamation point in it, and a picture of a TV below it. A red X is on a fist punching the TV on the right side, and on the left side of it is an explosion) Hey (He points at it) I never noticed this warning label before. (He reads it) “Caution, do not pound on the TV or it may explode.” (An alarm goes off) Doh! (He realizes what he has done, but it’s too late. The TV self-destructs, and the poor pussycat is launched out the back window) AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! (He bounces off the ground a couple of times like a rubber ball on a flat, hard surface) Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! (He lands head first into the birdbath. He then rights himself, but is nonetheless completely drenched) OK, (He holds his finger up) so maybe it isn’t the greatest day. (Harry arrives, rounding the corner into the backyard)
Harry: Hi, Garfield. (He waves) You don’t look so happy. (The Tubby Tabby gets out of the birdbath and walks toward the alley cat)
Garfield: (while pointing up) That might be because I'm NOT so happy, but I was! Things we so PERFECT!
Harry: Hmm… (He puts his paw to his chin, thinking) You didn’t (He points at his friend) by any chance see a black cat go by, did ya?
Garfield: (now dry) Gasp! (He makes the realization that he did see a black cat) Yeah, (He pounds his fist into his paw) a little while ago! (He holds his finger up) Real sad guy, looked kinda like this: (He hangs his head, mimicking Jonah’s depressed stature) sigh…
Harry: Uh-huh. (He scratches his head for a brief moment) Jonah. (He points at Garfield)
Garfield: Oh! Jonah?
Harry: He’s a JINX, that guy. Once he crosses your path, (He points at Garfield) it’s bad luck forever (He points at the ground) and there’s NOTHING (He waves his paw across his body) you can do about it. (Garfield hangs his head. Harry lifts his finger) In fact, I shouldn't even be AROUND you! (He shuffles nervously away from Garfield)
Garfield: Hey, there’s no such thing as jinxes (He makes a dismissal motion with his paw) and bad luck. Hey look, I'm standing right here (He looks at the ground) and nothing around. What could happen to me? (Harry is still slowly backing away, raising his paws in self-defense)
Harry: I dunno, but something will.
Garfield: What? (He walks toward Harry and points up) Do you think a meteor’s just gonna drop out of the sky on me? (He looks up) Doh! Wha? (He is surprised to see that exact thing happening. The meteor lands directly upon him, nearly crushing him completely save for his backside, and kicking up a cloud of dust. He still cannot believe it, and expresses this opinion, albeit muffled) Grunt! It coulda happened… cough! to anybody!
Harry: Whoa! (He is mortified by what he is seeing and trembles nervously) Listen, Garfield, I think it’d be safer to be (He steps backwards, a little quicker this time) a little farther away from you.
Garfield: Grunt! (He pulls himself out from under the rock, releasing himself with a POP) How far? (He steps toward Harry, who in turn shuffles away)
Harry: (while fidgeting nervously) Well, I hear Argentina’s lovely this time of year. (A flowerpot lands on Garfield’s head, which is the final straw for Harry) Help! (He flees) Get me away from this guy! Somebody save me! (Garfield follows, but Harry is gone in an instant)
Garfield: I wish I could run away from me like that. Oh, (He dejectedly shakes his head) I'm having a lot of bad luck. What I need is a good luck charm. (He gets an idea) Gasp! I think there’s one (He nods) in the basement. (He zips away)
(Shortly after, he opens the creaky door in the basement)
Garfield: Jon left some sort of (He races for an old trunk) good luck charm down here, like (He leans over the edge of the trunk, tossing various items away, including a screwdriver, a bicycle horn, a rubber ducky, and a toy bone) a four-leaf clover or a rabbit’s foot. (He soon finds his lucky charm: a horseshoe) Ah, here’s one, his old horseshoe. Grunt! (He gets off the edge of the trunk and reads from a book about how to get luck from said horseshoe) “To get the maximum luck from a lucky horseshoe, (He picks up the book) kiss it and throw it over your left shoulder.” (He addresses the viewers) Hey, I don’t believe in this (He glances at the horseshoe) stuff either, but it’s worth a try. (He does as the book suggests) Kiss! (He heads for the basement stairs. As he goes, he tosses the horseshoe over his shoulder, unaware that he accidentally upset a hornet’s nest. The bugs fly after him as he reaches the hallway) Hums Scats (He stops) Hey, what’s that buzzing? (He glances around him) Sounds like someone dislodged a nest of angry hornets. (He looks behind him at the swarm coming for him) YAHH! Hey, no wonder it sounds like someone dislodged a nest of angry hornets. (He makes a break for it) YAAAAAHHHHHHHH! (He escapes out the pet door and runs in circles in the yard, chased by the hornets) Whimpers No! Stop! Ouch! Whimpers I didn’t mean it! (He dives into a trash can, gaining shelter from the hornets) Phew! (He has a banana peel on his head as he speaks to the audience) Well, apart from the fact that it stinks in here, I'm safe. (Unbeknownst to him, the garbage truck pulls up) Actually, it doesn't smell that bad. Sniff, sniff! Smells kinda like Jon’s old meatloaf. (Percy, the garbage collector, gets off the back of the truck and walks for the can Garfield is inside) Ahhhh, this IS Jon’s old meatloaf. (He eats it) Chewing noises Ya know, (Percy grabs the trash can) with a little ketchup, this wouldn’t be as bad. (Garfield, noticing he is being taken somewhere, protests) Hey, didn’t you see the sign that says, “Occupied”? (He is dumped into the back of the garbage truck) Yowl! (The back of the truck closes and they are off. The fat cat emerges from the garbage) Pants I am NOT having a good day. (The truck drives through the city, passing a police car, and eventually arrives at the dump) The noise… it’s stopped. WE’VE stopped. At last! (He holds his finger up) Maybe I’ll get outta here! (The truck backs itself up, about to deposit the trash, and Garfield, into the garbage disposal) Huh? Wha? (Numerous bags and a cat are dumped down the chute) YAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! (Garfield slides down and lands on a conveyor belt) Spits Oh, Moan… I’ve gotta find that black cat and get him to undo this bad luck curse. (He is crushed by the disposal machinery, making him resemble a pancake or a hockey puck with feet and a tail)
(Later that day, the Flabby Tabby managed to escape the dump and clean himself up. He walks down the city street, looking for Jonah)
Garfield: I’m gonna find him and NOTHING is gonna stop me! (He gets hit on the head by a flower pot) Ow! That was a flower pot. (He gets hit on the head again, this time by a wooden mallet) That was a hammer! Grunt! (He rubs his head) Grrr… Wha? (He looks up and sees a couch plummeting toward him) Oh! (He steps out of the way just in time. Eddie Gourmand was on the couch) That was a recurring character! (Garfield takes off, now running instead of walking) If I don't find Jonah pronto, (He looks at the viewers) I'm toast! Problem is, with my bad luck, I'm NEVER gonna find him! Unless… (He pauses and sees a man in his car)
Man: YAAAHHHHHHH! (He quickly gets out of the car right before it gets crushed by an elephant)
Garfield: Huh?
Elephant: Trumpets
Garfield: I’ll bet Jonah crossed lots of people’s paths. So all I have to do is follow the trail of bad luck! (He zips away just before he can get crushed by a safe)
(Elsewhere, a policeman enters a store with a revolving door, but the door spins him around and spits him out with nothing but his cap and underwear)
Policeman: Moan… (Garfield runs up)
Garfield: Yep, the jinx came this way.
(Partly up the hill, a fruit vendor is pulling his fruit cart. He lets go of it, and it begins rolling down the hill. Garfield walks up the hill, taking a moment to speak to the viewers)
Garfield: I’m getting closer and luckier. It’s been a whole minute since I've had any bad luck! (The cart rolls towards him, picking up speed, but Garfield is distracted and does not notice) Maybe I'm no longer cursed. (He sees the cart, but is too late to react and gets hit by it. He rides it down the hill) Boy, (He turns to the viewers) imagine how bad a day this would be if it was Monday! (The vendor runs part way down the hill)
Fruit Vendor: My cart! (It crashes. Garfield, unharmed, sits dejectedly on the curb)
Garfield: Oh, it’s no use. I’ll NEVER find him! I’ll have bad luck the rest of my life, which at this rate will not be very long. (A black figure passes him on the street. He sees it and gets up, smiling) But maybe not! (He takes off after the figure, who turns out to be Jonah) Pants Jonah, (He stands in Jonah’s way) I found you at last!
Jonah: Don’t tell me, let me guess: since I crossed your path, you’ve had nothing but bad luck.
Garfield: Bingo! (He gets hit on the head by a suitcase. Unfazed, he drops to his knees and begs) Hey, lift the curse, please!
Jonah: I would if I could, but I can't. I’ve been this way, spreading bad luck since the day I got gloomy. That was the day SHE dumped me. (The Flabby Tabby stands upright)
Garfield: Who dumped you?
Jonah: Mindy! She was my girlfriend, the only woman I ever loved. (He gets down on one knee. Garfield walks up to him and puts a paw on his back and the two walk toward the scattered fruit)
Garfield: Well maybe if we get the two of you back together, you’ll cheer up and the curse will be lifted! You can take her some fruit. (He gestures to the mess next to them)
Jonah: Forget it. She won’t have me. (Garfield goes to get some fruit) She made that very clear.
Garfield: (while picking up fruit) Well maybe I can make her change her mind! C’mon, let’s go find her! (He takes off down the street) Laughs Doh! (He suddenly stops. For a split-second, he stands over an open manhole before falling into the sewer) YAAAAHHHHHH! (The fruit falls on top of him, as well as a trophy. The jinx walks up as the Tubby Tabby cries for help) Hey Jonah, would you mind helping me out? (Jonah shrugs)
(Later that evening, Jonah and Garfield wait on a bench in the park)
Jonah: Usually, she comes out now for her evening stroll. (There is a small pile of fruit between them)
Garfield: Well, I sure hope so. Wanna grapefruit? (He gestures to the fruit, and Jonah looks at the arrangement. At that moment, Mindy, a long white cat with light-gray patches, walks out of her house) Is that her?
Jonah: Yes.
Garfield: Gasp!
Jonah: Isn’t she beautiful?
Garfield: Doh! (He and Jonah walk up to Mindy. Garfield carries a grapefruit in his paw)
Mindy: Jonah, what are you doing here? I said I never wanted to see you again!
Garfield: Ahem, can’t you give a guy a chance? (Mindy glares at Garfield)
Mindy: Ugh, look at him! He’s such a downer! (Jonah hangs his head) He’s always gloomy and he never smiles, I get DEPRESSED being around him! Now go away, both o’ ya. (She turns around and leaves)
Garfield: Here, (Using his claw, he cuts a slice out of the grapefruit) maybe a slice of grapefruit will cheer you up. (He sticks it in Jonah’s mouth and then catches up to Mindy) Not true, Mindy, Jonah DOES smile. Hey, look at him! (Mindy looks and sees Jonah with the grapefruit in his mouth, resembling a smile. Mindy’s attitude quickly turns for the better)
Mindy: Wow! He looks so handsome with a smile on his face!
Garfield: (whispering to Jonah) OK, now tell her you love her. (He unpeels a banana)
Jonah: (muffled) I love you, Mindy. (What he says next is incomprehensible, but Mindy seems to be won over)
Mindy: Oh, Jonah, (Garfield takes a bite of banana and throws the peel behind him) I didn't understand a word! But I'm so pleased to see your beautiful smile! All is forgiven.
Garfield: Well done, Jonah, you did it! (He slaps Jonah on the back, causing him to swallow the grapefruit)
Jonah: Gulp! (His smile fades, and so does Mindy’s)
Garfield: Whoops, (He points at Jonah) you swallowed your smile. (He stands between the two cats)
Mindy: I shoulda known it wouldn’t last. (She points) You can’t help being gloomy, can ya? (Jonah tries to speak, but says nothing)
Garfield: Sigh, He’ll never change. And since he’ll never change, my LUCK will never change. (He points at Mindy) You think he’s gloomy? You should see how I feel. Sigh. Good-bye. (He leaves) Sigh… (As he goes, he slips on his banana peel and falls on his back onto the ground) Whoops! Oof! (Seeing this makes Jonah’s ears perk up and he starts laughing)
Jon: Laughs
Mindy: Oh my! It’s the first time I've seen you laugh, Jonah!
Jonah: I think (He holds his finger up) it’s the first time I have laughed! And you know what? Laughs It feels good! (Mindy walks up to him)
Mindy: Oh, Jonah, maybe we COULD be together again!
Jonah: Wow! My luck is really changing! (He swings his fist in celebration)
Garfield: Grunt. I hope mine does.
(The next evening, or early morning, Garfield walks with Harry up the street)
Harry: So this all happened last night?
Garfield: Yep. (He holds his finger up) Jonah and Mindy got back together, and he got happy and stopped being a jinx, and my bad luck went away. (The two cats pause)
Harry: That’s terrific, Garfield. Congrats. (He extends his paw to shake, but before Garfield can shake it, he gets crushed by a piano, surprising Harry) Garfield, what happened? I thought the jinx of Jonah was lifted. (Garfield rises from inside the piano)
Garfield: It is. Unfortunately, now it’s Monday. (He holds his head and weeps) Oh, I hate Mondays. (If nothing else, the jinx is gone, and Jonah and Mindy are happy together. With that, the episode ends)
THE END