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(The episode opens above Jon’s house. Jon is leaving in his car and Garfield watches from the window)
Jon: Back in a while, guys! Garfield, don’t eat all the ribs while I'm away!
Garfield: “Garfield, don’t eat all the ribs while I'm away!” Heh. (He hops down from the windowsill and walks to the living room) Did he really think I'd eat all the ribs while he’s away? Sigh What shall I do now? (He turns to the audience) I think I’ll eat all the ribs while he’s away! (He takes off for the kitchen. While in there, he grabs the plate from the fridge) Laughs (He takes them to the table and polishes off one of the ribs) Mmm nom nom nom. Good. (Odie rests his head on the table, craving the succulent ribs and catching Garfield off-guard)
Odie: Mutters (He smells the ribs) Sniff sniff sniff
Garfield: Oh, it’s you. You hungry, puppo? (He dangles the bone in front of him. Odie's ears perk up with excitement)
Odie: Yeah!
Garfield: Fine. I'll give you the part I can’t eat. (He hands the bone to Odie)
Odie: Bark! (He leaps up and snatches it and runs off)
Garfield: (to the audience) That’s the best thing about dogs: they’re happy with stuff that no one else would want to eat.
(Odie heads outside to enjoy Garfield’s rare display of generosity. He sits down and begins gnawing on the bone, when Hector, the Chihuahua next door, pokes his head through a loose picket in the fence and sniffs the air)
Hector: Sniff Huh? (He spots the rib bone between Odie’s paws) Oh, a bone! A juicy, delicious bone! (He approaches Odie) Hey Odie, look at that mockingbird. (He gestures generically toward something) It’s mocking you.
Odie: Huh? Hmm? (He drops the bone and looks in the direction Hector was pointing. He doesn’t see any mockingbird) I don’t know? (He turns back around and sees the picket spinning like a revolving door) Hmm?! (He looks down and sees his bone missing) Hmm? Gasp! Huh?! Howl!
(Inside, Garfield had eaten all the ribs and had made a house-shaped structure using the leftover bones. Odie walks up)
Odie: Whimpers
Garfield: Huh? (Odie is standing on his hind legs, putting his front paws on the table. He licks his lips) Another bone? (Odie points into his mouth hungrily) How could you have finished the first one? No, (Garfield tosses and catches a bone that he’s holding) I'm not giving you another bone. (The fat cat finishes his house of ribs)
Odie: Moan whines
Garfield: If you want a bone…go dig up one of the ones you've buried in the garden over the years.
Odie: (reinvigorated by the idea) Bark! (He charges out the back pet door and chooses a spot next to the shed to start digging. Some time passes and the pup has dug a number of holes in the yard, finding all sorts of trash–including fish skeletons–but nothing he wants. Eventually, though, one of his holes has given him something he likes) Mutters Huh? Gasp! Wow! (He ducks inside the hole that is bigger than he is and pulls something that has caught his eye) Bark! (Out of the hole came a bone that is even bigger than the pup) Pants (He picks up the bone with his mouth and happily skips inside) Hums (He drags it through the pet door)
(Meanwhile, Garfield was sitting on his chair, savoring every bit of those ribs)
Garfield: The best part of eating ribs: mmm…licking your paws. (Which is what he does as Odie carries his bone into the living room, at least he tries. It’s too wide to fit in the doorway and gets caught in the frame)
Odie: Grunt! (He flips over and lands on his back. Not to be deterred, the pooch gets on the other side and carries it through the door. He stumbles from its weight but eventually brings it over to Garfield to show him) Mutters (Garfield, however, has his eyes closed)
Garfield: So you found a big bone. Big deal. Don’t bother me. (He shoos Odie away with his paw. The persistent pooch sits on the floor, not leaving)
Odie: Mutters Bark! Mutters Bark!
Garfield: So it’s the biggest bone you ever saw? (He glares at Odie) Don’t, I repeat, bother me. (He turns his back to the pup)
Odie: Hmph! Mutters angrily
Garfield: Groan Alright, alright, I'll look at it. Oh, if only it had meat on it. (He gets on the arm of his chair and notices something about Odie’s bone) Odie, you know what this is?
Odie: Mutters
Garfield: (while holding up one finger) But not just any big bone. C’mon! (He hops off the chair)
(Soon after, the pets are upstairs in Jon’s office)
Garfield: That’s a dinosaur bone! Those are worth a lot of money! (Inside, Garfield clacks on Jon’s computer keyboard as Odie stands next to him) This is a website for the town’s natural history museum.
Odie: Oooh.
Garfield: Watch! (Garfield plays a video of the museum curator, Esmeralda Brubaker, presenting one of their newer pieces: a T-Rex skeleton)
Esmeralda Brubaker: Here at the museum, we are especially proud of our dinosaur skeletons. Recently, we located this one: it’s a Tyrannosaurus Rex from the Cretaceous Period. (The video shows the skeleton of the ferocious beast) This skeleton is valued at over a quarter of a million dollars!
Garfield: A quarter of a million dollars! Odie, I'm rich! (He starts spinning in his swivel chair) Do you know how much lasagna you can buy for a quarter of a million dollars? (He grabs the desk and stops spinning) Enough to feed me!
Odie: Wow!
Garfield: I’m gonna take that bone down to the museum and find that lady. (He picks up the bone and hoists is over his shoulder)
Odie: Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! (He hops in place, excited for his friend’s newfound wealth)
Garfield: (continuing) You go dig up the rest of the skeleton. (He leaves)
Odie: Huh? (The video Garfield started continues playing on the computer. The Flabby Tabby was already gone, but Odie–who was still in the office–continues watching)
Esmeralda Brubaker: We found this skeleton in someone's backyard on the west side of town. (The video shows her kicking the family who lived there out of the house and the complete annihilation of the house itself, revealing the skeleton below) We had to get a court order to get the people who live there evicted and their home torn down, but we did it all in the name of science.
Odie: Whimpers (His face becomes filled with concern. He may not be intelligent, but he is smart enough to know that getting your house blown up is not ideal. The pup bounds out of the office and leaps down the stairs in an attempt to stop Garfield from getting to the museum) Bark! Bark! (By the time Odie’s halfway down the stairs, Garfield is about to leave)
Garfield: Odie, get back to work! (He points at the pooch) Have that skeleton dug up by the time I get back!
Odie: Ugh… (He shakes his head frustratedly)
(In the front yard, Garfield drunkenly stumbles down the sidewalk, thrown off-balance by the bone’s weight, like Odie was earlier)
Garfield: Laughs (He trips and fumbles the bone) Oof! Pants (Not to be denied $250k, he picks himself up, dusts himself off, grabs the end of the bone and begins dragging it)
(He eventually makes it to the museum, and struggles to pull the bone up a long flight of stairs)
Garfield: Moan… (He pulls it through the door and up to the ticket office. A security guard notices, and takes his eyes off the daily funnies to stare suspiciously at the Tubby Tabby. Garfield tries to play it cool, hiding the bone behind his back, but it’s so tall it can still be seen poking out from behind his head, almost as if he got killed by the impostor in the game Among Us. The security guard, however, returns to his paper as Garfield tiptoes away) Snickers
(Upon reaching the dinosaur exhibit, the fat cat reads a plaque for one of the skeletons. His tail wags behind him)
Garfield: “Baranosaurus, also known as Apatosaurus, lived 150 million years ago and weighed a minimum of 23 metric tons.” 23 metric tons…that’s more than I weigh after a good Italian dinner. (He drags the bone and himself behind the velvet rope keeping guests away from the skeletons) OK, I gotta find that lady who’ll pay me a fortune for the bones Odie’s digging up. (He lifts the bone over his shoulder, but that throws him off-balance) Oh! (He accidentally breaks the ankle of the apatosaurus, and the whole structure begins to shake) Oh no! (It collapses, and this doesn’t go unnoticed. Another security guard, Beasley, who was standing nearby, turns around and sees the culprit next to the wreckage)
Beasley: AAAAHHHH! Hey cat, you’re in a lot of trouble!
Garfield: Chuckles (He grins, trying to play it cool)
Beasley: (stepping toward Garfield) And first, you put that bone down! That’s museum property.
Garfield: Oh no, no, no, I brought this bone with me. It’s gonna make me rich! (He makes a break for it) Laughs (The security guard follows. Once again, the bone upsets Garfield’s gravity and the fat cat is forced to drop it. He steps and rolls on it, as cartoon characters do, and avoids the guard’s lunging attempt to capture him) Laughs Yah! (He sees and runs into a couple of stairs, sending him flying into the next room. He emerges from the room with a triceratops skull on his face, stumbling woozily as he gets his bone back. By now, the guard has picked himself back up and stomps toward the cat) Oh no, I’m trapped! There’s no way out of here! (He looks around him, but sees no doors)
Beasley: (on his walkie-talkie) OK, I’ve got him cornered in the Tyrannosaurus Rex exhibit. He can’t POSSIBLY get away. Chuckles evilly (He sneaks around the corner and scans the room, looking for the cat. He passes a caveman display, and Garfield as well, who was pretending to be part of the display. After Beasley passes, the fat cat bolts. Beasley turns around, but doesn’t see anything until he spots Garfield leaning against the T-Rex skeleton) WHOAAAAAAAA! (The slight nudge from the tabby caused the whole thing to collapse, causing Beasley to get stuck inside the T-Rex’s ribcage) AAHH! AH! Help! Let me outta here!
Garfield: Congratulations. (He points and winks at him) You’re now an exhibit, the first security guard to be swallowed by a Tyrannosaurus.
Beasley: AH! AH! HELP! YAAAAAHHH! (Garfield grabs his bone and prepares to leave. Beasley makes a frantic call on his walkie-talkie) Myron, a cat stole a bone and is headed down corridor 11 with it!
Garfield: Where’s that lady who pays the big bucks for dino bones? (Myron, the ticket office guy from earlier, slides in front of Garfield stopping him in his tracks)
Myron: Sorry, cat, our dinosaur bones are not to-go orders. (He advances toward Garfield, who in turn retreats)
Garfield: But I brought this one with me. Odie found it in the garden.
Myron: Hey, I recognize you. You live with that Arbuckle guy on my block. (Just then, Esmeralda Brubaker walks up)
Esmeralda Brubaker: What seems to be the trouble, Myron?
Myron: No trouble, Mrs. Brubaker. This cat tried to steal a dinosaur bone.
Esmeralda Brubaker: I don’t recognize this bone from any of our exhibits. (She squints through her glasses) It’s…it’s from a brachiosaurus!
Garfield: A brachio-who-zis?
Esmeralda Brubaker: This is one of the rarest dinosaurs in the world! We don’t have one in our collection! (She adjusts her glasses) Cat, did you find this where you live? (Garfield smiles and nods)
Garfield: I’ll take the money in small bills, mostly hundreds. (He holds his paw out, as if waiting for a check or some other form of currency)
Esmeralda Brubaker: We must have an IMMEDIATE excavation to find EVERY possible bone on the property. We’ll get a court order to tear down any buildings or dwellings.
Garfield: “Tear down”? (Not realizing this, regret starts showing on the fat feline’s face)
Myron: You mean, you’ll just tear down this Arbuckle guy’s home?
Esmeralda Brubaker: Science is more important than anyone’s individual life.
Garfield: Our house? (His eyes narrow and he points at the curator) I won’t let you! (He tosses the bone and then rides it like a magic carpet for a second)
Myron: The cat’s getting away!
Esmeralda Brubaker: Let him. (Garfield starts rolling on the bone like he did before) You seem to know where the property is. Let’s go. (Myron nods. Behind him, Beasley is still waiting for an assist calling out on his walkie-talkie)
Beasley: Myron? Myron, can you hear me? (Garfield’s theme plays in the background as Garfield rolls himself and the bone out of the museum back to his house) Can somebody come and get me out of this? Somebody?! Anybody…?
Garfield: I have to get rid of those bones, otherwise they’ll tear down our house! (He almost runs into Rottweiler and Doberman, but manages to make a quick turn into the street and down the hill) Whimpers Help! (He avoids traffic, but is unable to avoid an open manhole) Whimpers (He covers his eyes and the bone gets snagged, causing it and the cat to get launched into the sewer as a couple of motorcycles and a police car zoom on the street above)
(Meanwhile, Odie has been tirelessly excavating the skeleton. Numerous holes and bones are littered throughout the backyard, and Odie himself continues digging)
Odie: Panting heavily (He’s in the middle of digging when Garfield walks up, the bone in his paws)
Garfield: Moan (Exhausted, Garfield isn’t watching where he was going and steps into one of Odie’s holes. The bone flies into the air and knocks Garfield over the head. He soon realizes what Odie did while he was gone) Odie, (he looks around him) you dug up an entire dinosaur!
Odie: Uh-huh!
Garfield: (getting out of the hole and walking toward the pup) You did as I asked, boy, and that’s GREAT! There’s just one more thing I want you to do for me: (Odie gives him a confused look) bury them all again.
Odie: Groan (He rests his weary head on the edge of the hole he was already in)
Garfield: No, there’s no time. (Garfield rests his foot on Odie’s paw) This is awful! I should’ve given you that second rib bone you asked for instead of sending you out to dig here.
Odie: Mutters (He tries pulling himself away from his fat friend for a moment)
Garfield: What do you mean “you never got to enjoy the first one”? I gave it to you!
Odie: Moan Growls
Garfield: What?! Hercules stole it? (He takes his foot off of the pooch, who looks at his freed paw) That little sod-off Chihuahua down the block?
Odie: (sadly) Mm-hmm. (Garfield runs off)
Garfield: This could work out just fine.
(In Hercules’s yard, the Chihuahua was still busy gnawing his stolen bone)
Hercules: Oh, yes! (He shakes his head as Garfield opens the fence separating their yards and peeks inside)
Garfield: Hey, what’s haps there, Hercules?
Hercules: Did you come to take the bone back? I’m not giving it to you! (He stands over it, protecting it like a dog 10 times his size) I stole it fair and squares!
Garfield: Oh no, you can keep it. Odie doesn’t bother with those tiny bones anymore.
Hercules: This is not a tiny bone! It is a good-sized bone!
Garfield: Oh you think so, huh? C’mon. (He returns to his yard through the opening in the fence. Hercules follows) Take a look at the kind of bone Odie’s been digging up at our place. (The pint-sized purloiner looks around Garfield’s yard. What he sees is the jackpot of bones)
Hercules: Whoa! Pants (His eyes open wide and his tail wags)
Garfield: You can keep any of those tiny bones. Who needs ‘em? (Hercules starts hyperventilating) Well, I have to take Odie for a walk, so I hope no one steals these new bones while we’re gone.
Hercules: Can it be? (Garfield walks around the corner of his house) It’s true! It’s true! (The Chihuahua dives into one of the holes and emerges wearing a dinosaur skull) The largest and most beautiful bones I’ve ever seen! (He takes that back to his yard, and later, he strains as he pulls a wagon of bones into his yard) I don’t care how many trips I have to make, these bones will be all mine! (Garfield and Odie silently watch, as they hear police sirens in their front yard. When the doorbell rings, the pets head to the front yard to see what will transpire. Garfield gets there first–as Odie slowly trots behind–and sees Jon talking to Esmeralda Brubaker and the security guards from the museum)
Jon: Hold on, hold on! I just got home this minute. What is it that you want to do?
Esmeralda Brubaker: It’s what we are GOING to do. (She looks at her clipboard) We are having your home declared a site of vital scientific interest. (She looks back up at Jon) We’re going to tear down the whole house and dig for dinosaur bones.
Jon: (surprised) Dinosaur bones? (He becomes defensive) There are no dinosaur bones here.
Esmeralda Brubaker: There are. Your cat had one. (She points at Garfield, who had been peeking around the corner watching. Everyone else turns to the fat cat, who jumps out from behind his cover. Behind him, Odie pants)
Garfield: Wanna see where the dinosaur bones are?
Esmeralda Brubaker: (walking toward Garfield) You want us to follow you, cat?
Garfield: Chuckles (He grins and nods)
Odie: Right! (He also nods)
(Soon after, everyone is gathered in the backyard, looking over the fence. They see a snoring Hercules on a huge pile of bones)
Garfield: There (He points at the bones) are your dino bones, lady.
Esmeralda Brubaker: My word! Those are brachiosaurus bones! Forget about Mr. Arbuckle’s property! Let’s tear this house down and dig! (She and the two museum guards leave. Jon turns around and Garfield hops off the crate he and Odie were using to see over the fence)
Jon: I don’t know how you do it, Garfield.
Garfield: I don’t know how I do it, either. (Jon starts to head inside. Garfield looks up at Odie, who is still standing on the crate panting and wagging his tail) C’mon, boy. (Odie looks at his friend) Let’s get home and see if there are any ribs left. (Garfield follows Jon inside. Odie hops off and lands on all fours and starts trotting behind the others) You can have the bone, and I'll take all the meat stuff they stick on the outside.
Odie: Bark! Bark! (With that, this episode has come to a close)
THE END