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(The episode starts in Jon’s living room. Garfield is reclining on his chair with his head in his paws watching the news on TV and Odie is sitting next to him on the floor)
Anchorwoman: We’re only moments from the launch of the Concordia space shuttle. (The TV shows the giant rocket that has yet to take off. Garfield leans forward with the remote in his paw)
Garfield: Ugh, news. (He holds his finger up) There must be something more important on. Something involving people dressing up as large chickens. (He is about to change the channel, but Odie cuts him off)
Odie: Mutters
Garfield: Alright, alright, we’ll watch this. (The TV shows the rocket. Jon walks into the living room with a cage)
Jon: Garfield, Odie, I need you to keep an eye on this ferret for me. (He holds up a plastic, multi-colored cage with the ferret inside)
Garfield: Ferret? (He looks at the cage and throws the remote in surprise) Gasp! Aren’t two mouths enough to feed, especially since one of them is mine? (He points his thumb at himself)
Jon: Liz is completely booked up at the vet clinic, so I agreed to watch over one of her patients for a few days.
Garfield: She’d better not be contagious, (He leaps again in surprise) or too hungry. (Odie glares at the cage with narrowed eyes. Mrs. Ferret smirks at the fat cat) Depends. What’s in it for me?
Jon: I just baked an extra large, four-cheese lasagna to make up for it. It’s cooling off (He points toward the kitchen) in the kitchen. (Garfield stands up)
Garfield: Four-cheese lasagna?! (Odie grins) Grunt! (He races into the kitchen and stands over the steaming tray of lasagna) Sniffs (His eyes get big. Odie is next to him and Jon walks in shortly after) Trust, but verify. (The Flabby Tabby addresses Jon) Congratulations, you have successfully bribed me into ferret sitting. (He puts a paw to his mouth and whispers to Odie) I sell out so cheap. (Jon looks at his watch)
Jon: Oh! I’d better get going! (He leaves, pointing up as he goes) I’ll be back before dinner!
(Later on, Jon has left and a couple of people and cars pass by the house. Garfield and Odie resume watching TV)
Anchorwoman: The two astronauts should be boarding the space shuttle (Cut to the TV, and the Anchorwoman giving the live report) any minute now.
Mrs. Ferret: Hey guys,
Garfield: Huh? (The camera pans to Mrs. Ferret, who has her feet sticking out of her cage)
MF: (continuing) I need to stretch (She wiggles her toes) my legs out for a bit!
Garfield: Zip it! We’re trying to watch TV here. (He gestures to the TV)
Mrs. Ferret: Just let me out for a bit! (She pulls her feet back in and pokes her head out) I’m a ferret! (She zips from one end of her cage to the other) Ferrets need to exercise, or else they go CRAZY! (She rocks the cage and bounces around the living room)
Garfield: Whimper
Mrs. Ferret: Whoa! (Odie lowers his head)
Garfield: Whoa! (He gets off his chair and catches her. Odie lifts his head back up)
Mrs. Ferret: Howl!
Garfield: Exasperated sigh (He looks at Odie. The compassionate canine nods)
Odie: Whimpers
Garfield: Alright, (He spins the cage and holds it by the handle, pointing at her) alright, but don’t maul any furniture. That’s MY job. (He points at himself with his thumb. Mrs. Ferret agrees and Garfield opens the door. As soon as he does, she explodes out of the cage like a firecracker, bouncing up and down)
Mrs. Ferret: Whooping (She lands on Garfield, knocking him to the floor, and leaps around the living room)
Garfield: Wha? Huh? (She circles the entrance from the hall and living room, where the pets are standing)
Mrs. Ferret: Whooping (The Tubby Tabby and his canine companion hear the phone ring and step over to it)
Jon’s answering machine: Hi. This is Jon Arbuckle. Please leave me a message (Garfield and Odie begin listening) at the sound of the beep. (The pets’ owner is on the other end, calling from outside his car)
Jon: Garfield, it’s me. (Cut to Jon standing outside his car. A jeep zooms by on the road) I forgot to mention, don’t let Mrs. Ferret out of her cage (The screen shows Jon calling and the pets listening) under ANY conditions! Liz put her on a strict diet (Upon hearing the word, “diet”, Garfield and Odie wince) and she’ll eat ANYTHING! (Garfield stands on tiptoe, leaning against the phone’s table)
Garfield: Now he tells us! (He gets down and looks at Odie) Can you imagine how horrible it would be to be around an animal that will eat anything? (Odie pauses for a split-second, but his feline friend covers the pup’s mouth with his paw) Don’t say it!
Odie: Huh? (A frightening thought crosses the Flabby Tabby’s mind)
Garfield: (continuing) The four-cheese lasagna!
Odie: Gasp! (They both break for the kitchen)
Garfield: (continuing) Maybe we can stop her before she eats all four cheeses! (Odie barks as they go. When they open the kitchen door and peek inside, they realize that they are too late. Mrs. Ferret is lying on the empty tray with an extended belly full of lasagna. Not even a morsel is left)
Odie: Yelp! (The pets leap inside)
Garfield: You! (He points at her. Odie is next to him, scowling. She lifts her head and looks at him) You ate all the lasagna! (He points at Mrs. Ferret again) What do you have to say for yourself?
Mrs. Ferret: Hiccup!
Garfield: Yeah, that’s what I usually say. Oh well, (He holds his finger up again) when Jon gets home, he’ll make us another one, and another one, and another one… (Odie is still visibly furious at the ferret)
Odie: Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! (They get another call)
Jon’s answering machine: Hi.
Garfield: Wha?
Jon’s answering machine: (continuing) This is Jon Arbuckle. (The pets head back to the phone to listen) Please leave me a message at the sound of the beep. (Cut to Jon, who is on the phone inside his stationary vehicle)
Jon: Hey, guys. Bad news. Whimpers (His engine sputters and black smoke billows from it) My car broke down. (He resignedly reclines in the driver seat) I’m afraid I have to stay at a (Cut to the pets) motel for the night. (This surprises the pets, who are momentarily frozen and can do nothing but blink)
Garfield: Wha-?
Odie: Hmm?
Jon: Aren’t you glad I had time to bake you the lasagna? Just imagine if you had been left alone starving for an entire day! (Jon hangs up. The Tubby Tabby screams and Odie recoils)
Garfield: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Quick! (He points) The refrigerator!
Odie: Mutter
Garfield: (continuing) Let’s see what’s in there!
Odie: Bark! (He zips away. Odie, now on his hind legs, leads Garfield into the kitchen and opens the refrigerator door. Much to their horror, it’s more desolate than the Sahara desert, but Garfield explains it concisely shortly. They both leap in surprise)
Garfield and Odie: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (Mrs. Ferret picks her teeth with a toothpick and pats her full stomach. An irate Garfield points at her) You ate everything in the refrigerator, (Odie is also angry. He taps his foot and shakes his head, glaring at the ferret) except the ice cube tray and the light bulb!
Mrs. Ferret: (while patting her tummy) Uh-huh. Saving those for dessert. So what are you two going to eat? (The Flabby Tabby puts a paw to his mouth, thinking)
Garfield: Oh I'll find something in Jon’s cookbook here. (He steps over to the cookbook on the counter and begins “reading” it) Roast ferret, (Odie stares daggers at Mrs. Ferret) ferret stew… hey Odie, (The pup steps next to his fat feline friend and starts tapping his fingers together sinisterly) you in the mood for Chinese food? (Odie ponders this and nods his head. He has been silently muttering for a little while now) Here’s a recipe for ferret chow mein. Grrrrr! (Mrs. Ferret, realizing the danger she is in, gets up and backs away from the peeved pets)
Mrs. Ferret: Whimpers If you will excuse me, I have to go lock myself (She leaps into the air) in the CAGE! (She bounces around the kitchen and returns to the safety of her cage. She slams the door behind her. Garfield and Odie stand in the doorway)
Garfield: There’s GOTTA be something
Odie: (turning to Garfield) Huh?
Garfield: (continuing) edible in this house! (They begin searching. Garfield checks a pantry) Grunts
Odie: Whimper Sniffs (He checks a carton of cookies)
Garfield: Grunts (Both pets search high and low: the trash can, the pantries, the colander, the drawers, and finally Odie gives Garfield a boost to the top of the refrigerator door where Garfield spots a meal) Laugh (He hops down and holds up a can with his picture from what looks like 1978) Canned cat food! (Odie celebrates next to him)
Odie: Bark!
Garfield: Jon always keeps one around in case of an emergency. (He steps toward the drawers) Quick! Where’s the can opener? (He opens one, tosses a spoon away, and pulls out the can opener) Grunt! Laughs (Odie steps over to him as well)
Odie: Huh?
Garfield: Ahem. (He wags his finger at Odie and tries working the can opener) Grunts (He is having little success)
Odie: Oh I know! (He watches Garfield struggle with the can, the cat getting more and more agitated as he does. He puts his foot on the can, but the same results) Snickers (Odie tries stifling his laughter. His cheeks bulge and he points. Garfield notices and pauses for a moment)
Garfield: You wanna give it a try?
Odie: Yeah! (He nods) Yeah! Yeah!
Garfield: Mocking laughs Odie, you’re too DUMB to open this can. Just watch and learn. (He tries it again) Grunts (Once again, it is to no avail, but the can opener opens. The Flabby Tabby scowls at the can opener, and Odie enjoys another stifled laugh at Garfield’s expense)
Odie: Snickers
Garfield: Fine. (He tosses the can opener away behind him and addresses the audience, pointing up as he does) I'll just have to use the electric can opener. (He grabs the can and secures it in the electric can opener on the drawer under the window. Odie hops onto the drawer with him)
Garfield: Huh?
Odie: Bark! Moan…
Garfield: (holding his finger up) No you can’t try now! (He presses the red button to turn it on. The can spins rapidly, too rapidly for the can opener to take. The opener begins smoking, levitating, and then self-destructs in a cloud of smoke)
Garfield and Odie: Yah! (When the smoke clears, the can is still sealed shut. Garfield leaps onto the edge of the drawer, and Odie walks up next to him)
Garfield: It’ll take more than a stupid piece of metal (He pounds the top of the drawer) to stop me (He looks at Odie) from eating the food inside this can! (He points at the can, gets back onto the drawer, and takes it with him)
Odie: Mutter
(In the living room, Mrs. Ferret watches from her cage as Garfield furiously kicks the kitchen door open. He enters carrying a large wooden mallet, and the ferret trembles in fear. The famished feline stands in the middle of the room)
Garfield: Heh. (Odie follows, carrying the can in his paw. He sets it down)
Odie: Mutters
Garfield: (while rolling his eyes) No, Odie, for the one thousandth time I do not… (He swings the mallet around him, causing Odie to step back) need… your… help! (He swings it around and begins whacking the can with it. He hits it in between the words he says) Grunt! Just… grunt! open… grunt!... up… grunt!… you… pesky… piece… of… metal! (After this last strike, the can slips away. It ricochets off the fireplace, ceiling, and floor in front of the pets)
Odie: Yowl! (He sits down to avoid the metal projectile. The can heads straight for Mrs. Ferret’s cage, but she manages to leap it and herself over it. It hits the wall behind her, bounces up to the ceiling, and lands on Garfield’s tail)
Garfield: YAAAHHH! (He leaps into the ceiling due to the pain and then lands on his back on the floor. The compassionate canine walks up to him)
Odie: Can I help? (The Flabby Tabby sits up quickly)
Garfield: NO!! You cannot help!!!
(Garfield’s next plan involves baseball. He and Odie are out in the backyard. Odie wears a blue and white cap, a baseball glove on his non-throwing paw–his left–and stands behind “home plate”, which is actually a plate. He pounds his glove a few times like a baseball player)
Odie: Right! (Garfield is standing across from him. He has a backward red and white cap, a baseball bat in one paw and the stubborn can in the other. He tosses the can in his paw a couple of times)
Garfield: Let’s run through this one last time. Ready? One… (With each count, he tosses the can in his paw) two… THREE! (He throws the can and attempts to hit it over the fence, but he whiffs) Grunt! (He tries again, but whiffs so hard he spins in place due to his momentum) Grunt! OOOOOOOH! (Irate, the Tubby Tabby finally whacks a line drive straight at Odie’s head. The pup alertly ducks, and the can bounces off the fence behind him and hits the top of Garfield’s bat, causing him to whack himself in the face with it several times) Ouch! Double ouch! Triple ouch! (He collapses onto the grass)
Odie: Whoa!
Garfield: Ooh! (He lifts his head and glares at the can, which is still perfectly intact. Odie zips up to him)
Odie: Snickers
(They return inside. Garfield and Odie sit on the floor, the aggravating can in front of them. Mrs. Ferret observes from inside her cage)
Garfield: Sigh…
Odie: Moan…
Garfield: Grrrrrr! (He clenches his fists, his fuse getting shorter and shorter after each failed attempt) Odie, I don’t know about you, but I'm getting really, really, really hungry! (The pup looks at him with a pitiful look on his face and paws on his empty tummy)
Odie: Mutters (He nods in agreement)
Garfield: This is all your fault! (He points at Mrs. Ferret. She in return crosses her arms) Hey Odie, (Garfield points up and the big-hearted beagle glances back at him with a devious look) have you ever noticed how much a ferret looks like a (He snaps his fingers) hot dog?
Odie: Mutters (He puts his paw to his chin and nods. The camera switches to the pets’ point of view as they near the cage)
Mrs. Ferret: What are you looking at me like that for?
Garfield: GRRRRR!
Mrs. Ferret: What is it?
Odie: Grrrrr!
Mrs. Ferret: (terrified) Why do you have that mustard and relish look in your eyes?! (Garfield licks his lips) I have to warn you, ferrets taste terrible! We all taste like asparagus!
Garfield: I like asparagus. (He licks his lips as he and Odie draw ever closer)
Mrs. Ferret: Did I say asparagus?
Garfield: Grr!
Mrs. Ferret: I meant tofu! Stale, dry tofu! (Her cage jumps and moves backwards. It knocks into the TV, turning it on)
Garfield: I like tofu with salt.
Scientist on TV: …has been postponed…
Garfield: Huh? (He and Odie look at each other)
Odie: Huh?
Scientist on TV: (continuing) for a few hours (The Flabby Tabby glances at the TV) because of an incoming storm. (The TV shows a lightning storm passing over the laboratory where the rocket is) But this should pass and we will launch later this afternoon.
Odie: Huh? (The storm showing on TV gives Garfield an idea. He snaps his his fingers, looks out the window, and turns back to the pooch)
Garfield: Odie,
Odie: Moan…
Garfield: (continuing) I think I have a new idea. (He runs toward the hallway with renewed vigor)
Odie: Whimpers
(Outside, Garfield stands on the roof standing on tiptoe, placing the can on the TV antenna. Odie leans out the second-story window)
Garfield: Once a lightning bolt strikes, it will not only open the can, (He gestures to it) but it will also heat up the food! (He holds his finger up) That is pure genius!
Odie: Mutters (His body language and tone say he’s skeptical about the idea)
Garfield: (to the can) You think you’re gonna win, don’t you? (He stabilizes it, walks away, but returns to it right as a lightning bolt strikes the antenna, electrocuting him) AAAAAAHHHHHHH! (After the shock, Garfield is as black as unused charcoal. He sets the can up again, and another lightning strike hits him) YAAAAA-HA-HA! But you won’t! You will never defeat me! (Cue another lightning strike with similar results) YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! (He holds the can, which is still unharmed, and glares at it) Really hate… canned food.
(The desperate pets use extreme measures. They have set the can on building ruins set for demolition and commandeered a wrecking ball to break the can open. They whack the structure with the wrecking ball. The can falls, and so does the building, right on top of Garfield and Odie)
Garfield and Odie: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (They emerge from the rubble, Odie is dazed and confused while Garfield is even more furious than before) Moan
(Later on, Mrs. Ferret is out of her cage watching TV when she hears the pets weeping and walking through the hallway. Garfield holds the can in his paw)
Garfield and Odie: Cry
Mrs. Ferret: How about some TV to cheer you up? (She gestures to the TV)
Woman on TV: My cat always comes purring when he hears me open a can (She holds up an identical can of cat food to the one Garfield and Odie have been trying to open) of his favorite delicious cat food! (Nermal, the spokes-cat, slides into the shot next to the bowl)
Nermal: Laughs
Garfield: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (He sinks his claws into the arm of the chair, catching Mrs. Ferret off-guard)
Mrs. Ferret: Gasp! Oops! You don’t wanna watch that. (She changes the channel and retreats back into her cage. The pets stand in front of the cage door)
Anchorwoman: The storm seems to be passing.
Garfield: (angrily) Oh!
Odie: Huh? (He and his feline friend turn to the TV)
Scientist on TV: Yes! It looks like we should be able to launch the space shuttle (He gestures to the shuttle and the TV camera pans up it) in approximately 30 minutes.
Garfield: C’mon! (He bursts out the pet door and away) I know how to get this can open! (Odie is right behind)
Odie: Right with you! (They run down the sidewalk)
(At the observatory, two astronauts are ready to board the shuttle. One scratches his rear when the door opens and they step forward to get on. Before they can get too far, though, the rocket takes off without them)
Astronaut 1: Grunt! (One of them shields their eyes from the intense smoke. The rocket takes off into the sky, leaving both astronauts on the floor with suits covered with smoky ash. One of them gets up and dusts himself off) See, I TOLD you we didn’t have time to go to the restroom. (The second one gets up)
Astronaut 2: (pointing up) Wait! If we’re down here, (He points at the floor) then who’s up there? (He points to the sky)
(Inside the space shuttle are Garfield and Odie)
Garfield: Good thing we kept those spacesuits!
Odie: Bark! (They release the payload)
Garfield: (with narrowed eyes) OK, can, (Odie glances at him) you thought you were indestructible, didn’t you? (Odie looks back out the windshield) Well let’s see how you survive a fall (He lifts his paw and wiggles his fingers) straight down to Earth! (He presses a button) Maniacal laughter (An arm with the can extends out of the top of the shuttle and flings it back toward Earth) Laugh (He and Odie glance back at it. Just then, Nimbus flies by in his UFO, right in the can’s flight path. The can hits his vehicle, causing him to spin)
Nimbus: Ow! (The can itself veers in another direction. The pets watch from their shuttle)
Garfield: Oh no! (He and Odie blink)
Nimbus: My new hybrid flying saucer! (He looks at the dent in the UFO, furious. He scowls and a laser pops out of the bottom of the ship. He flies at the can, seeking revenge) Take this you wretched space garbage!
Garfield: Hey, go pick on someone else’s can of food! (He pilots the shuttle back around and makes a beeline for the can and UFO. Nimbus activates and fires a laser from his UFO, only to realize that it has no effect. The pets are still in pursuit)
Nimbus: By the seven rings of Arcturus, this mysterious object is resisting my disintegrating anti-molecular magma beam! (He pulls a lever on his dashboard and the laser fires again. The shot gets reflected off the can and back at him) AAAAAAHHHHHHH! (His eyes get wide when he sees the incoming shot) YEEEEEEEE! (It hits him and he gets flung, spiraling backwards toward Garfield and Odie) WHOAAAAAA!
Garfield and Odie: YAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! (The Flabby Tabby quickly pulls up to avoid the out-of-control saucer) YAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! (They, however, cannot, and Nimbus’s vessel hits the space shuttle right on the nose. Nimbus is thrown into space, and the pets are literally spiraling out of control) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (Odie covers his eyes with his ears, and they get a communication from the surface)
Mission Control: This is mission control! (Both pets glance at the dashboard) We have a problem!
Garfield: This doesn’t look too wonderful, Odie.
Odie: Whimpers (Garfield steers the shuttle toward Earth. Mission Control counts down)
Mission Control: 3… 2… 1… (Garfield closes his eyes, and Odie covers his, bracing for impact. Luckily for them, they slowly float down to the surface thanks to a parachute on the ship’s cockpit. They land in the park)
Garfield: YAAHHH! (They land on the ship’s nose)
Odie: Wow! Huh? (The ship rolls over, so it stands upright. Garfield and Odie emerge from it unharmed)
Garfield: Look! Phew! That was hairy!
Odie: Bark! (He points out a giant crater in the middle of the park)
Garfield: Huh? (They peek over the edge) Huh? Doh! (Much to their surprise, and Garfield’s frustration, the can survived the fall from space. It glints in the sun. This is too much for the pets, who finally snap)
Garfield and Odie: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
(Eventually, they return home. A few cars and people walk by. Inside, Garfield lies on his back on the couch, Odie is next to him twiddling his fingers, and the stubborn can is on the end table in front of them. By now, Garfield is finally ready to raise the white flag)
Garfield: Moan! (Mrs. Ferret zips up to the end table and looks at the can from different angles) Defeated by a can of cat food! Oh the shame! (He sits up and puts his paw on his face) Oh the humiliation! (He clenches his fist in anger. Odie gets up and hops around excitedly)
Odie: Bark! Excited mutters
Garfield: (with a paw on his face) Alright, alright, (He puts his paw down and glares at Odie) after all that, you wanna see if you can open it?? (Mrs. Ferret and Odie look at each other. She nods, and so does he)
Odie: Yeah! Yeah! (Exasperated, the Tubby Tabby finally relents to Odie)
Garfield: Well, (He gets up) be my guest! (Using his tail, he slides the can over to Odie, who is standing at the end of the end table)
Odie: Chuckles (He smiles, finally being given a chance after Garfield shot him down several times prior) Hmm. (He picks up the can, twirls it in his paw, and reveals to Garfield the pull-open tab on the bottom. It has been there since when Garfield found the can in the first place) Mutter (Odie almost effortlessly opens the can after his fat feline friend struggled with it all day) Ta-da! (He sets the can down and makes jazz paws. Mrs. Ferret claps, and Garfield is in disbelief)
Garfield: Ooh! Meow! (He blinks, realizing that he should’ve listened to Odie in the first place. If he did, he would’ve been eating a lot earlier)
Mrs. Ferret: Laughs
Garfield: Odie, (He puts his paw on his face again) before I say or do something I might regret, I'm gonna do something drastic! (He clenches his trembling fist again)
Odie: Huh? (He and Mrs. Ferret look at each other)
Garfield: (with his voice cracking) I’m, I'm gonna end this cartoon!!! (He whips out a remote and prepares to press a button on it before he totally loses his mind)
Odie: Oh! Bye-bye! (He pulls Mrs. Ferret in close and the two wave good-bye to the audience with the open can in front of them)
Mrs. Ferret: Laughs
Odie: Yeah! (And with that, the episode ends)
THE END