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(The episode opens above Jon's neighborhood. Jon is watching Nermal inside playing with a ball, the kitten laughing as he does)
Jon: (Laughing) Oh, Nermal, you're so cute! You're just about the most adorable thing on this whole planet! Hey Garfield, isn't Nermal cute?
(Garfield sits on his chair in the living room. Unusually, he has a big smile on his face)
Garfield: (sarcastically) Yes, very cute. Nermal is absolutely cute. (he clenches his fist and bares his claws)
Jon: Oh, did you see the cute thing he did earlier, chasing a fly through the kitchen?
Garfield: (digging his claws into the chair) Cute, adorable, just cute and adorable.
Jon: (sigh) I'm so glad he'll be staying with us for a couple of months. (he walks to the kitchen)
Garfield: (trying to hold in his anger) I couldn't be happier. Imagine a couple of months with Nermal. Yippee. What joy.
Jon: And I appreciate you being so nice and always smiling at him.
(Nermal drops the ball and approaches Garfield, suspicious at the fat cat's expression)
Nermal: Do you really mean it, Garfield?
Garfield: Just one second. (he takes off his smile--which was actually a mask--and uncovers an enraged scowl on his face) I can't stand you, Nermal! You're annoying! You're disgusting! You're disgusting and annoying! (Nermal backs up a few steps as Garfield angrily approaches, his claws bared)
Jon: Oh Garfield! (Garfield quickly puts the mask back on... upside-down. He realizes this, fumbles it a bit, and reattaches it to his face before Jon notices otherwise) I'll be out for a while. Play nicely with Nermal.
Garfield: Yeah, I will play nicely with my good friend, Nermal. (he pats the kittens back)
Nermal: Scowls
Garfield: Disgusting and annoying! And did I mention repulsive? And impure!
Nermal: You're just jealous, Garfield. Jealous because I'm the picture of cute and you're the picture of... you. (he starts walking to the kitchen) I'm gonna get a snack, and then sit in YOUR chair and watch TV.
Garfield: Grrrrrr! (Just then, Odie trots in, missing all the prior excitement between the cats)
Odie: Huh?
Garfield: I'm gonna get rid of that... (he bares his claws again) that blight on the good name of cat once and for all! (he storms off)
Odie: Uh-oh...
(Garfield laughs evilly as he sets up his trap. He lines up a series of books on the table in a domino-like form, he grabs an electric fan from the garage and set it up in front of the books, he makes sure the last book is on the edge of the table ready to fall off, and he places an iron on one end of a wooden plank set to be used as a catapult. He chuckles and zips away before Nermal comes back from the kitchen, plate of lasagna in hand)
Nermal: (Laughs innocently) Yay! (He sits in Garfield's chair ready to feast. Garfield pops out from behind the chair, going unnoticed by the kitten, snickers to himself, and starts the chain reaction. He presses a button on a remote, which starts an RC car, which knocks a vase onto the fan's power button, breaking the vase and starting the fan. It blows the books over, causing the last book to fall off the table and land on the other end of the catapult, sending the iron flying through the air before it lands on a trigger in the chair, causing the backrest to jerk forward suddenly, launching the unwanted houseguest out of the back window and into a garbage can outside. Garfield watches the whole thing with a look of malicious joy on his face) Whoaaaaaa!
(Garfield, now standing by the bookcase, laughs uncontrollably, proud that his contraption worked. He leans back against the shelf, only to have a purple bowling ball sitting on the top shelf fall off and land directly on his head with a loud CLANG! Garfield, now dazed, stumbles around the living room with the ball still on his head before collapsing to the right of his chair)
Odie: (seeing his friend hurt) Gasp! (he runs over to the fat cat and slurps him five times in an attempt to wake him back up)
(Meanwhile, outside, Nermal has pulled himself out of the garbage can. He's completely filthy)
Nermal: Garfield has done some rotten things to me, (he pulls off a fishbone and apple core and throws them on the ground) but that was one of the rottenest! (the irate kitten walks back in the house through the back pet door to confront Garfield) Almost as bad as the time he glued mouse ears on me and tried to sell me at a pet store as a large rat! (he approaches Garfield, who is now sitting up and rubbing his head. Odie continues to slurp the flabby tabby) Garfield!
Garfield: Garfield? Who's Garfield?
Nermal: Oh, c'mon! You know who Garfield is!
Garfield: (Turning and pointing at Odie) This nice puppy? Why thank you, Garfield...
Odie: Huh?
Garfield: that's nice how you slurp me like that.
Nermal: (to himself) Could Garfield have lost his memory? Oh, there's an easy way to find out. (to Garfield) Say uh, I think there's some lasagna in the kitchen.
Garfield: Lasagna? Isn't that kinda fattening?
Odie and Nermal: Gasp!
Nermal: He's got amnesia, Odie!
Odie: Oh! (He whimpers and rubs his head against Garfield's. The fat cat smiles and pets him back)
Nermal: (Chuckles to himself sinisterly) Uh, Odie, go outside and wait for Jon to come back. He'll know what to do!
Odie: Right! (he obeys)
Garfield: Jon? Who's Jon?
Nermal: He's this guy who NEVER knows what to do. (he helps Garfield to his feet) But, he'd better not find you in here.
Garfield: Why not?
Nermal: (walking Garfield to the kitchen) You're a mangy alley cat named Ichabod and you're not allowed in the house!
Garfield: Ichabod?
(Garfield now leaves the house. Nermal talks to him from the back pet door)
Nermal: Yes. You live outside, and you only eat stuff you find in trash cans! (he disappears back inside the house)
Garfield: (shrugging) Well, if he says so... (he walks off)
Nermal: And now, I have the whole house to myself! (he hops around the living room furniture, laughing) Yes!
(Outside, Odie waits for Jon, concerned about his friend's memory loss. Garfield in the background strolls out of the yard and goes unseen by the pup)
Odie: Mutters and whimpers
Garfield: I'm kinda hungry. I'd better go find some trash cans. Ichabod. Hm. (he heads down the sidewalk)
(The scene changes to a top view of the city buildings. A duck flies and it stops above a gap between buildings, an alley where Garfield is digging through dark green trash bags looking for a bite)
Garfield: I don't seem to be finding much to... (he lifts up a fish skeleton) Oh! Here's something! (he holds his nose, disgusted by the smell, and is about to indulge when a nearby voice calls out to him)
Geno: Hey if you're not gonna eat that, let us have it! (a gray-blue cat pops up from inside a trash can in from of Garfield and swipes the bones from his paw. A maroon-red emerges from a second can next to the first)
Teno: I'm famished, brother! (The pair split the bounty: Teno eats the bones and Geno the skull)
Teno and Geno: Mmmm, that's good eatin'! (They duck back inside their cans. Garfield knocks on both of them simultaneously a couple of times. The cats reemerge, a bit to Garfield's surprise)
Garfield: Uh, you guys like that? (he points at the cats)
Geno: Best meal I've had in days.
Teno: Really hit the spot. (Geno nods in agreement) Hey, welcome to the neighborhood, fella! I'm Teno and this is my brother Geno!
Geno: Where you from?
Garfield: Hmm.... uh, I don't know. (He shakes his head. His answer generates puzzled looks from the brothers)
(Meanwhile, with everyone out of the house, Nermal has made himself at home, literally. He stands in front of a rose-colored statue of himself striking a victorious pose, and has already hung various pictures of himself on every living room wall)
Nermal: This is gonna be so GREAT not having Garfield around! (he hops to the couch) No one to bother me, no one to mail me to Abu Dhabi!
(He hears Odie outside)
Odie: (from outside) Howls (Nermal runs to the front door and peeks out the pet door. He spots Odie whimpering, concerned about his friend and waiting for Jon to get back)
Nermal: OK, so Odie misses his friend, well I don't! Let's see, which of these picture of me is better? (he holds a picture of himself walking toward the camera while wearing a first place ribbon and another picture of him just standing before the camera) Heh, what difference does it make? I'm adorable in both! (He skips toward the back of the living room)
(Meanwhile, the alley cats have caught Garfield up to speed about how things work in their world. By now, it is well into the evening, and the trio of felines are walking around Mama Meany's Pizza Palace into an alley between it and Vito's)
Garfield: Nice of you guys to show me around.
Teno: Think nothing of it, Ichabod.
Geno: We like to sleep in the alley on account of the guy who runs that restaurant over there. (he points at Vito's)
Teno: He throws out something delicious. Better than fish skeletons, even!
(Vito walks out the back door and deposits several servings of lasagna from his lime green trash can into the dumpster. He spots Garfield and his friends at the end of the alley before he returns to the restaurant)
Vito: You pussycats! (he points at them) Don't you go knocking down Vito's trash cans again! You do, and I will call the authorities!
(Scared by the threat, Garfield and the brothers run out of the alley and take cover in front of Vito's, next to a fire hydrant)
Geno: He thinks we do it. We don't!
Teno: Crusher does it.
Garfield: Crusher? Well I don't know who Crusher is but, uh, I'm too hungry. (With the coast being clear, he takes the gamble and walks back into the alley)
Geno: (peeking out at Garfield) You'll be sorry!
Teno: (also peeking out from behind his cover) Yeah, especially if Crusher comes around!
(Garfield dives halfway into the dumpster. He kicks his feet as he tries to grab a slice of lasagna. He soon pulls out a slice and stands on a trash can which he used to get himself up there in the first place)
Garfield: Gee, maybe it's fattening, but it sure smells so good! (A large, mean bulldog enters the alley and stares at Garfield) Wha?
Crusher: Hey you, (he points at Garfield) what's your name?
Garfield: Ichabod.
Crusher: (now only a few inches from Garfield) Ichabod. Aw, now give me that lasagna, Ichabod.
Garfield: No.
Crusher: No? Well you know what I'm gonna do to you?
Garfield: No, but I know what I'm gonna do. (He laughs and does a front flip forward and lands behind Crusher. The dog quickly turns around and begins chasing him. Garfield runs out of the alley and around the block, past the Deliciosos Dulces store before he and Crusher both stop at a crosswalk as they wait for traffic to stop. Garfield taps his foot a few times as he waits, and easy-going music starts to play. When the light changes, the animals resume their chase, and exciting music starts back up, Crusher continuing to bark at the flabby tabby. They run trough the street, down the sidewalk and finally back to Vito's alley, where Garfield makes a wrong turn and finds himself cornered in the alley. He screeches to a stop and turns around to face the irate bulldog) Oh, oh my! (Thinking fast, he sets the lasagna down and bangs a trash can lid on Vito's wall. This gets the Vito's attention, and the irritated chef picks up the phone and makes a quick call)
Vito: Hello? Is this the animal control department?
Crusher: OK, Ichabod, you're through! You're... (Before Crusher can finish his sentence. He is unexpectedly put into a cage. He whimpers, as Al the dog catcher had nabbed him and was throwing him into his truck. Crusher barks is defiance, but is loaded into the truck and Al drives away with his catch. The entire time, Teno and Geno were standing in front of Vito's with their paws covering their eyes. With Crusher gone, they run into the alley to congratulate Garfield)
Geno: You got rid of Crusher? Brilliant!
Teno: You're pretty smart for a cat who's lived all his life in alleys!
Garfield: Thanks, but I'm drawn irresistibly to this... lasagna. (he pops it into his mouth, and as soon as that succulent combination of noodles, sauces, cheeses, and meats crosses his lips...) Mmm, that taste! Oh, that texture! I know that taste and texture as well as I know my own name, and my own name is... Garfield!
Teno and Geno: Garfield?!
Geno: Better than Ichabod.
Teno: Heh, what isn't?
Garfield: Guys, I have to go deal with someone. Someone who's too cute for their own good! (he laughs and runs off)
(Back at home, Odie is lying on the front sidewalk. Jon hasn't come home yet, and the pup is still worried about his friend)
Odie: Whines, pants, and sighs
Garfield: (walking up, holding a large empty box) Hi, Odie!
Odie: Huh? Sigh Oh... (The realization sets in that Garfield's home. Odie raises his head, gets up and starts running toward his friend as Garfield walks in the house via the pet door) Bark! Bark! (Odie leaps on Garfield and begins slurping him)
Garfield: (Laughing) Hey, down boy! Down boy! Look, I'm glad to see you too, boy, but wait...
(Nermal appears in the living room, looking angry)
Nermal: You're a mangy alley cat named Ichabod and you're not allowed in the house!
Odie: Oh...
Garfield: Ichabod?
Nermal: Yes. (an evil smile appears on his face) You live outside, and you only eat stuff you find in trash cans!
Odie: Huh?
Garfield: Wait here, I have something I have to do. (He bolts out the pet door, grabs the box and runs for the back yard. He pants as he gets there, and he places the box on top of the trash can Nermal fell into earlier. After checking to make sure the angle is set up right, he turns around and heads for the front)
(Inside the house, Nermal is watching TV)
Man on TV: In this world it's difficult to learn to truly love yourself.
Nermal: (changing the channel) Gee, I haven't had any problem. (Garfield walks in to the living room. Nermal turns to him and gasps, a scared look suddenly on his face) Garfield!
Garfield: (acting like he still has amnesia) Garfield? Who's Garfield? (He walks toward the kitten, who is now even more nervous. He sits in the corner of the chair trying to keep his distance as much as possible) My name is Ichabod, and I'm an alley cat and I eat out of trash cans. (Nermal gulps, like cartoon characters do when they're terrified, but is relaxed by seeing Garfield still doesn't remember who he is. The fat cat walks up in front of the chair) I need a job. Could I be your servant, please?
Nermal: (Scoffs) You? My servant? All right! (He reclines back in the chair) Get me two three-minute eggs, three two-minute eggs, and a side order of anything that takes a long time to cook!
Garfield: (stepping to the side) Certainly. Just let me adjust your chair for you. (He steps hard on the trigger he used earlier to fling Nermal into the garbage can. The same thing happens, as Nermal once again gets catapulted out of the window and lands in the box that Garfield planted)
Nermal: WAAAAAA! OOF! (Garfield chuckles and he stands outside in front of the box and can. He pulls out a tape dispenser and wraps up the box with tape like a present) Hey! Garfield! Let me out! Garfield! Garfield!
Garfield: (leaning against the trash can) Garfield? Who's Garfield? My name is Ichabod. (Nermal screams in frustration and whimpers while inside the box. Garfield carries it to the side of the house and punts it in front of the mail truck, which screeches to a halt on front of it) Here. Abu Dhabi and step on it. (Garfield leans against the house and waves good-bye to the package)
Nermal: (from inside the truck) Garfield! Ichabod, whoever you are! (The flabby tabby watches the track leave)
(Later that night, Jon has finally returned. He serves a full turkey to his pets, who eagerly wait on the table)
Jon: Here you go, guys! (he sets the bird on the table) Do you have any idea where Nermal is?
Garfield: (zips off to grab a map and then returns to the table) Right now, I'd say somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean.
Jon: Huh? (He leaves and enters the kitchen)
Odie: Huh? Bark!
Garfield: (standing up in his chair) Hey, don't be rude! We have to serve our guests first. (He grabs the plate of turkey and runs it outside to his shed, where the brothers Teno and Geno are seated, waiting for loot) Here you go, guys!
Geno: Whoa, well this looks delicious!
Teno: It's gotta be better than eating fish skeletons out of trash cans!
Garfield: Obviously, you've never tasted Jon's cooking. (He sighs as he sets the food down on the ground. The camera angle rises to above the shed, and the episode comes to a close)
THE END