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(The episode opens early one morning above Jon’s neighborhood. Inside his house, Jon and Garfield are sound asleep in their respective beds. Next to Garfield on the dresser a rat emerges from behind the lamp and sniffs. He spot’s Jon’s wallet, picks it up, and looks inside. He quickly scurries out of the room and bounces down the stairs with the wallet. At the main floor, he sniffs around again. He runs up to a snoozing Odie on the hallway rug, who wakes up)
Odie: Mutters Huh? (the rat–who’s name is Packy–zips to the other side of Odie as the pooch glances around him) Ohhh. (The canine goes back to sleep. With the coast clear, Packy bolts)
(He runs out the front pet door and scrambles across and down the street to another house, a very light blue house with a hot pink roof. He runs up to the front steps, hops on the flower box outside the window and peeks inside. On the table, a glistening bracelet catches his eye. He jumps on the other flower box and strolls in through the open window. Once inside, he leaps onto a chair, the table’s edge, and sniffs)
Packy: Ooh, yeah, yeah! That looks like a fair swap! (He leaps up on the table, still carrying the wallet–except now it’s on his head–drops the wallet and puts the bracelet on his head like a tiara. He dances in place for a second when he hears a door open and close) Huh? (Slightly panicked, he runs off the table for cover, knocking Jon’s wallet off in the process. It lands open on the floor as Packy hides behind a leg of another piece of furniture. The person who lives in the house, Mrs. Shmidlap, walks into the living room talking on the phone)
Mrs. Shmidlap: I just called the exterminator, Marge. I just spotted a mouse in my home. (She walks toward the table)
Packy: Wha-oh!
Mrs Shmidlap: I wanna put away ALL my valuables before the exterminator gets here. I left my bracelet right here on the table… (She looks at the table. To her surprise, there is no bracelet) AAAHHH! My bracelet! It’s gone! (She runs around the table in a panic) Oh, my priceless jewel bracelet (she turns over an easy chair in her haste looking for it) my grandma left me! Missing! No, it didn’t fall off the table! There’s nothing on the floor except… (She spots Jon’s wallet on the floor. She picks it up and examines it. With her distracted, Packy makes his escape for the window he entered in) Marge, you won’t believe this, but I think the thief who took my bracelet dropped his wallet.
(Later that morning, a still-groggy Jon gets up and runs into his open door)
Jon: Grunts Oh… (he holds his head as he leaves his room. Packy sprints in, unnoticed by either Jon or his sleeping cat, and hops back on the dresser. Seeing Jon’s wristwatch, he exchanges the bracelet for it, and just in time, too, as Jon walks back in) I’ll be down in a second, Garfield. Let me just put my watch on (He grabs what he assumes to be his watch, but is actually the bracelet, and heads downstairs) and then I’ll come down and make you breakfast.
Garfield: (waking up) It's about time I had breakfast. It’s also about time I had some LINES in this episode. (It took about two and a half minutes from title card to Garfield's warranted complaint. He later leaves the kitchen with a pink-ish mug of coffee and walks through the living room) Heh. (Odie stops him, holding a stick in his mouth)
Odie: Whimpers Pants
Garfield: It's not about time for THAT. It's NEVER (He shakes his head) time for that. (Reluctantly, he takes the stick from Odie’s mouth, and sets his coffee mug on the arm of his chair)
Odie: Yeah! Mutters (The pets stroll outside while Packy hops on Garfield’s chair and sees the mug)
(Meanwhile, Garfield exits the pet door first)
Garfield: I’ve been practicing. (Odie opens the pet door behind him) Let’s see if I can get this to the next county. (Odie trots up to his feline friend and smiles, excited. Garfield throws the stick with all his might)
Odie: Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! (Unless the next county is literally across the street, Garfield didn’t achieve his goal. Odie runs after it, pauses for a second to look for incoming traffic, and runs up to the stick) Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! (Garfield just shrugs and returns inside via the pet door. He walks into the living room and jumps into his chair, the only thing different being his mug has been replaced with a rubber duck)
Garfield: Sigh Now maybe I can enjoy my coffee in peace. (He grabs his remote with his left paw and the “coffee” with his right. He moves it to his mouth and “drinks” it, not realizing it was a rubber duck until it quacks) Huh?! (He looks down at the unpleasant surprise) This isn’t my coffee! My coffee doesn’t quack! (He hops off his chair) Alright, who took my coffee? (He furiously looks around him for the culprit) Gasp! (Squeak walks up)
Squeak: Something missing, Garf? (The Flabby Tabby puts the remote down)
Garfield: Somebody took my coffee and left this… (he squeaks the toy) in its place!
Squeak: Not again! (He starts running in small circles in front of Garfield) Packy! Packy! (He stops running and explains the situation to Garfield) My cousin Packy, he’s visiting from the house he lives in down the street. He’s a packrat, loves to trade stuff.
Packy: (walking in) Yeah, yeah!
Garfield: Oh…
Packy: Hey, hey, that’s a great rubber ducky! (He points at it) You wanna swap it for something? (Garfield and Squeak just look at each other. Garfield shrugs and Packy runs off) How about a yo-yo? (He holds a yo-yo with a lightning bolt symbol in his hands. Garfield says nothing. Seeing that the trade is unappealing, Packy zips off to find something else) How’s about a genuine 14th Century Ming vase? (He reveals a blue-and-white vase to the cat and mouse before zooming off to grab something else) How about an autographed photo of famed food critic Eddie Gourmand? (He holds a picture of Gourmand smiling a cheesy grin. Garfield simply wants his daily dose of caffeine)
Garfield: How about my cup of coffee? Deal? (Packy grabs the coffee. Garfield tosses him the ducky and swipes the mug from the rat’s hands) I probably have time for a quick nap before Jon has my breakfast ready. (He slowly walks off toward the bedroom, leaving the rodents in the living room)
Squeak: Packy, will you knock off all this trading stuff?
Garfield: (yawning) So, I'll just curl up in my bed here and… (He is surprised to see a vase of flowers where his bed is supposed to be) PACKYYYY!! (Packy runs into Jon’s room, carrying a microwave. Unable to see where he’s going, he runs into Garfield, causing him to throw his cup into the air. The fat cat turns around with an angry look on his face before getting doused in coffee) Sigh
(Downstairs, the doorbell rings repeatedly and pounding can be heard on the front door. Jon, still looking a bit drowsy, walks to the front door)
Jon: I’m coming! (He rubs his tired eyes as he opens the door. Two detectives in trench coats stand in front of him) Yes?
Frick: Jon Arbuckle?
Frack: We’re detectives, Mr. Arbuckle.
Frick: I’m Special Agent Frick and this (he points at his partner) is Special Agent Frack. (They both hold their police badges in front of Jon. He steps backward, intimidated by the Special Agents, and they enter Jon’s house) Mr. Arbuckle, do you have your wallet?
Jon: My wallet? Sure, it’s right… (He checks his back pants pocket, then his other pockets. Realizing he can’t find it, his voice gets higher with concern) here?
Frick: Did it look anything like this? (He holds the wallet in front of Jon and opens it)
Jon: Why, yes! That’s my wallet! I wonder where I lost it.
Frack: (walking behind Jon) Maybe you lost it where you were stealing a bracelet.
Frick: A bracelet belonging to Mrs. Ophelia Shmidlap just down the block. (He takes small steps toward the cartoonist)
Jon: (stuttering) S-S-Stealing a bracelet? That’s ridiculous! (He holds up his arm with the missing bracelet) I don’t have any bracelet. I don’t know where there’s any… (He sees the jewelry on his wrist. His voice starts to get higher and higher) any… (Frack grabs his arm) any…
Detectives: (in unison) You’d better come with us, Mr. Arbuckle. (They each grab one of Jon’s arms and take him outside)
Jon: Whimpers Oh! (Jon is struggling and kicking his legs, trying to get free)
(Meanwhile, Odie is trotting down the sidewalk stick in his mouth as happy as can be)
Odie: Humming (He approaches the police car parked in front of his house and sees the detectives carry Jon away)
Jon: Wait, no! There’s been a mistake! I didn’t steal this bracelet!
Odie: Huh?! (Jon loosens himself and stands between the detectives and the police car)
Jon: This bracelet must’ve been on my dresser when I woke up! I put it on thinking it was my watch!
Frick: Good story, Arbuckle.
Frack: But you’ll have to do a lot better than that. (He opens the door of the cruiser as Frick turns Jon around and shoves him in)
Jon: Whimpers cries
Odie: Huh? (He sets the stick down and chases after the car)
Jon: (from inside the car) It's the truth! Somebody help me!
Odie: Mutters worriedly Bark! Bark! (He turns around and sprints back home to get help)
(Back at the house, Packy is gazing at a vase of flowers when Garfield taps his shoulder)
Packy: (turning around to face the furious feline) Huuuuuh, OK, OK, there’s your bed back. (He pulls it in front of Garfield, who rests one foot on it and pushes it behind him) You sure you don’t want this… (Before he can get much further, Garfield puts his paw up)
Garfield: (interrupting the packrat) I'm not trading it! Just let me sleep! (Packy grabs the vase and zips away. The frustrated feline slides the bed behind him with his tail and flops into it. He doesn’t get too much sleep–if any–because Odie’s panicked barking can be hard in the distance)
Odie: Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! (He runs around Garfield’s bed)
Garfield: Leave me alone. Whatever it is, I'm not interested. (He rolls over on his side and nods off, snoring loudly)
Odie: (while hopping in place) Mutters concernedly (He soon realizes that Garfield won’t help. He hangs his head, thinking the situation is hopeless, when a thought hits his hollow head. He remembers something he heard Jon say before the police took him away)
Jon: This bracelet must’ve been on my dresser when I woke up! (Now with a point of reference, the distressed, yet determined, dog bounds through the hallway and up the stairs into Jon’s room)
Odie: Mutters (He clings to the edge of the dresser and sniffs the area. It is not long before he finds an unfamiliar scent) Hmm? Yowl! (He pulls himself up on the dresser and follows the trail out the bedroom, across the upstairs hallway, into and around the bathroom, down the stairs, and into the camera)
(Meanwhile, at the police station, Jon is being interrogated in a dark room with only the one light hanging above them. Frick paces back and forth nearby while Frack conducts the interrogation)
Jon: I’m telling you guys, I never went NEAR this Mrs. Shmidlap’s house!
Frack: So how’d her bracelet get into your house? (Frick steps forward to the side of his partner)
Frick: On your wrist?
Jon: Moan For the millionth time, I don’t know!
Mrs. Shmidlap: Lock him up! (Jon turns to see Mrs. Shmidlap and another officer have entered the room) Well, what are you waiting for? Lock him up! (She steps toward Jon) That man stole my bracelet!
Jon: (standing up) But I didn't! Won’t anybody help me? (As he says this, Frick rounds the table and seats the “culprit” back in his chair)
(Back at home, Odie has continued to follow the scent. He now sniffs the kitchen floor and eventually the back pet door. He opens it and looks outside)
Odie: Hm? Oh… (He sees Packy in the yard trying to make a deal with a bird)
Packy: Oh, yeah, yeah! So it’s a simple deal: you give me the peanut, I give you this electric razor! (The bird just blinks at him) No? OK, I'll throw in this set of snow tires! (He glances behind him, only to be face-to-face with an angry Odie)
Odie: Aha! (Packy grins, and chaos ensues. The two tussle it out offscreen, with sounds of electric shocks, smashing glass, and Odie muttering before the pup carries Packy off by his tail)
Packy: Ooh, my final offer: the razor, the tires, and 10 free dance lessons! (Odie carries him into the camera, where the scene transitions to Garfield on his chair with the remote in his hand watching TV)
Garfield: Sigh I wonder where Jon is. More importantly, I wonder where my BREAKFAST is. (He changes the channel to the news. As he watches, he sees his toes in his peripheral vision)
Anchorman: Breaking news report: police are holding a local cartoonist on suspicion of stealing a bracelet this morning! (The camera goes full-screen to the news) Authorities theorize that Jon Arbuckle needed money! An investigation determined that he spends an awful lot each week feeding his cat.
Garfield: (surprised and concerned) I’m… I’m a motive! (Below him, Squeak pipes up while standing beside the chair)
Squeak: Jon wouldn’t steal some old bracelet. (Garfield hops out of the chair and throws the remote away, which lands with a soft thud)
Garfield: Of COURSE not. (He and Squeak walk to the middle of the living room in front of an overflowing bowl of popcorn) I wonder who done it?
Odie: (offscreen) Grunts mutters (Garfield and Squeak glance over at Odie, who still has the pilfering packrat in his mouth)
Packy: Sigh…
Odie: Right!
Garfield and Squeak: (in unison) He done it! (Garfield points at Packy)
Garfield: (angrily) Meow!
(Now with the true culprit in custody, the animals race down the street to the police station. Squeak rides of the Tubby Tabby’s head while Packy rides Odie like a horse)
Garfield: Pants (They round a curve, sprint downhill, and soon arrive at the station, stopping at the street across from it)
(Inside, Jon was still being interrogated. Mrs. Shmidlap sits beside Frack as Frick paces next to the table they’re sitting at)
Jon: Moan I keep telling you, I didn't take Mrs. Shmidlap’s bracelet!
Mrs. Shmidlap: Then HOW did you wind up with it? (No reply) I’m staying here until he confesses! (She pokes a finger on the table)
Frack: Talk, Arbuckle. What did you really need the money for?
Jon: Whines
Frick: I can’t believe ANYONE could spend this much each week to feed a CAT.
Jon: Whimpers (He then sees Garfield and Odie standing in the doorway, both with grins on their faces)
Garfield: Chuckles (The others look over at Jon's pets)
Frack: Alright, I believe you.
Jon: Garfield! Get me a lawyer!
Garfield: I’ve got someone BETTER than a lawyer. (He reveals Packy to everyone from behind his back)
Odie: Ta-da!
Mrs. Shmidlap: (leaping into the air in terror) AAAAAHHHHHHH! (Her hat falls off) A MOUSE!! (She points at Packy) That’s the mouse I've been seeing around my home!
Frick: That’s not a mouse, ma’am.
Frack: That’s a rat.
Frick: A packrat.
Jon: A packrat, the kind of animal that takes objects from one place and switches them with other objects.
Frick: Hmm… (Packy leaps out of Garfield’s paw and lands on the ground in front of his toes. He runs under and around the table, by Garfield again, back through the room and returns to the fat cat carrying a stapler)
Garfield: Chuckles
Packy: Hey, Garfield, you got something you wanna swap for a stapler?
Odie: Ta-da! (Packy zips off to find something else. Squeak appears on Garfield’s head)
Squeak: Don’t worry. I’ll get him to stop. (He hops off and Garfield smiles)
Packy: Hey, hey, how about this detective’s briefcase?
Frick: I’ll take that. (He grabs the case. Packy holds on to it for a second before dropping onto the floor with a crash)
Frack: Looks like that explains how your wallet ended up at Mrs. Shmidlap’s house, Arbuckle.
Frick: (while putting his hands on the table) And how her bracelet got to yours.
Mrs. Shmidlap: Well, I can see I'm not gonna get satisfaction here, (She steps around the table) so I'll just get my hat and go. (She picks up what she thinks is her hat, but is actually Detective Frick’s. Frack notices behind her and looks surprised. Frick also notices this and is confused by it. He then looks at his own head and sees Mrs. Shmidlap’s hat on it. He puts his hands on his hips)
Frack: You’re free to go, Arbuckle. (Jon pushes the chair back, gets up and leaves)
Frick: (to Jon) Just stay out of trouble. That’s trouble. (He and Mrs. Shmidlap exchange hats)
Jon: (to his pets) C’mon, guys. Let’s get outta here. (He leaves, and his pets tail him. Behind the door, Squeak confronts Packy about what the latter did)
Squeak: Now remember, no more trades or swaps or taking stuff. Promise?
Packy: I promise. (He holds up two fingers as if making a promise)
Squeak: OK. (He gives his cousin a thumbs-up) I'll see ya back at home. (He runs off toward the exit. Packy runs the opposite direction)
(Outside, Jon, Garfield, Odie, and Squeak head for home, but Packy stands in the way and addresses the audience)
Packy: Hey, hey, (he points at the camera) you out there watching this, you wanna trade that remote control next to yous? How about the bowl of cereal? (He zips away and returns with a red bowl of cereal) You only buy it for the prize. Hey, (he glances around him) I got some nice police station furniture here. (With Jon and the pets safe and Packy doing what Packy does, the episode comes to an end)
THE END