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(The episode begins with Jon pulling into his house. He kicks open the door connecting his house and garage, mainly because his arms are full of boxes, bags, and similar shopping items)
Jon: Garfield! Odie! I'm home!
(His pets pop up in front if him)
Odie: Barks excitedly (he runs around his owner)
Jon: (laughing) Whoa! Easy, boy!
(As Odie barks and mutters, Garfield watches and sighs)
Garfield: Listen to him. (Odie continues muttering at Jon's feet, happy that he's home) Don't dogs have ANY dignity? (Garfield puts a hand to his face, as if he was unable to watch any more, and also gags)
Jon: I've got a surprise for you guys!
Garfield: (suddenly intrigued) A surprise? Oh, what sort of surprise? (he claps four times) I want a surprise! (He runs up to Jon and claps again) Meow, meow, meow, meowwwwww. The things I wouldn't do for a present. I'd better be worth it.
Jon: (pulling out a grooming brush from one of the bags. Upon seeing it, Garfield's amusement quickly fades) I thought both of you could do with a little grooming before your monthly checkup with Liz.
Garfield: (Stepping back) I humiliated myself for a grooming tool?!
Jon: Who wants to try it first? Garfield?
Garfield: (turning around) You try it. No one touches this fur but my hairdresser. (he leaves)
Odie: Bark! Mutters, Bark!
Jon: Odie! Good boy! Come over here!
Odie: Bark!
(Jon grooms Odie with the brush, the pup stretching and muttering contentedly as he does so. The phone soon rings)
Jon: Hang on, Odie. (he puts the brush on the floor next to Odie as he goes to answer the phone. Odie watches him leave, then notices the brush)
Odie: Huh?
Jon: (on the phone) Oh, hi, Liz. Lunch tomorrow? Suuuuure, love to.
(While Jon talks, Odie gets up and circles the brush. It gleams and glints, and Odie is soon enthralled by it. As pink and starry special effects are added, he makes a heart shape with his ears, gets bigger eyes, flaps his ears like a bird's wings, and starts floating in the air before landing next to it, his ears back in the heart shape from seconds prior. He gets on one knee next to it, hops around it, slurps it, picks it up and gives it a hug, little hearts popping up all around him. Meanwhile, Garfield is sitting in his chair with a bowl of popcorn next to him. The fat cat glances behind him)
Garfield: Odie? Oooodie? Yoo-hoo! (he snacks on a handful of popcorn before peeking around the corner at the lovestruck pup) Odie? (He sees Odie hopping, dancing, and literally falling for the brush) I'm bored. All that fuss over a mere brush? (he sits back in his chair and starts channel-surfing. Odie then walks into the living room, props up the brush against the table, and sets a yellowish-brown bowl of food in front of it) Wha-? (Odie also chows down on his own lunch as Garfield cannot believe what he's seeing) You're a sad strange little dog, Odie. Hey Odie, wanna play "Kick the Dog" with me?
Odie: (shaking his head no) Mutters (he holds and slurps the brush another five times)
Garfield: What do you mean you'd rather spend time with HER? It's just a stupid brush! (Odie barks in defense and holds brings the brush back to him. He gives it five kisses on its head. Garfield shakes his head) This is a new low, even for you, Odie. (he hops off the right arm of the chair and onto the floor) Hey, if you break up with the brush I've got some nice nail clippers for ya. (He chuckles to himself as he walks into the camera. Odie, however, was much less amused at Garfield's jab)
(Later, the pets walk outside, Odie still holding his brush and Garfield, Pooky. Nermal, Arlene, and a Dachshund play with a red and blue ball on the other side of the street. All is going well until the Dachshund tries to grab it with his teeth. The ball pops, and the three animals look at its remains with sad expressions. That's when the Dachshund notices the tubby tabby and his canine companion)
Dachshund: Hey guys, what's up?
(Garfield and Odie turn to their right and notice the others)
Garfield: (to Odie) Do me a favor and drop that stupid brush before they see you. I refuse to be the laughingstock of the entire neighborhood. (As Garfield says this, Odie--in an uncharacteristic move for him--rolls his eyes and silently mocks the fat cat before growling back at him)
Arlene: Hi, Garfield. Hi, Odie.
(Jon's pets cross the street and meet up with the others. As they get to the other side, Garfield shoots Odie a dirty look)
Nermal: Hey Odie, is that a brush you're holding? (he points to the object. Odie rubs himself with it and slurps it, to Nermal's disgust) Blech!
Garfield: More like an imaginary girlfriend.
Arlene: Look who's talking. Remind me of why you always carry that teddy bear of yours everywhere?
Garfield: (nervously) Uh... I... I don't know what you're talking about. (he hides Pooky behind his back and grins at Arlene sheepishly. As he finishes, he notices Odie on the ground slurping and hugging his brush. The romantic music starts back up)
Nermal: Aww, that is just so CUTE!
Garfield: (to himself) I have got to do something about that brush.
(That night, as lightning cracks and thunder booms outside, Garfield is wide awake. He puts a paw in front of Jon and waves it to make sure he is asleep)
Garfield: Yoo-hoo. Yoo-hoo. (Jon is indeed sound asleep. With that covered, Garfield turns his attention to Odie, and the brush still in his paws. He approaches the sleeping pup as the lightning from outside creates a shadow of Garfield on him. He laughs sinisterly and tries to pilfer the brush, but Odie rolls on his back and pulls it away from the conniving cat. Frustrated, but not deterred, Garfield reaches over, wiggling his fingers as he does so, grabs the brush and raises it over his head, laughing in triumph as the lightning strikes outside illuminate him. He flees with his bounty out the front door and down the sidewalk, laughing evilly as the lightning hasn't ceased, and tosses the brush into a garbage can. He then peeks inside of it) There's only room for two pets in this house, and imaginary or not, you're out! (he points at it before slamming the lid shut)
(The next morning, at 8:00, Jon's really old-fashioned alarm clock rings. He turns it off, and Odie also gets up after hearing the loud ringing. He stretches, and quickly realizes his brush is missing)
Odie: Huh?
(He glances around the pillow he was sleeping on, and sniffs the area to his right. Unable to find it, he hustles outside, whimpering and knocking down a few darts from the Garfield-themed dartboard on the bedroom door)
Garfield: (to the audience) Dogs have the attention span of a goldfish. Give it an hour and he won't remember that brush. Trust me.
(Later that day, Jon leaves his house. He is dressed in a sharp tuxedo and holds a bouquet of roses as he twirls and strikes a pose)
Jon: Shoot! I'm late. Liz is gonna kill meeeeeeeeee! (he tries running off, but falls into a very large hole in his front yard. He climbs back up, totally filthy, before the audience gets a birds-eye view of Jon's house and yard. This was just one of 18 holes that Odie had dug in a frenzied panic looking for the brush. Jon soon finds the culprit in the middle of one of his holes in the backyard) Odie? Odie, what on earth are you doing?! (Odie looks up at his owner, mutters, and returns to the task at hand: finding his "imaginary girlfriend") Odie, stop it! Bad dog! Bad dog! (the cell phone rings) Oh, Liz? Of course I didn't forget our brunch. I'm on my way! (he leaves the scene before returning quickly after) You don't happen to know a good gardener, do you?
(Odie chucks a few chunks of dirt out of the hole before finally admitting defeat; his brush is gone)
Odie: Howl! Howl! Howl!
(The poor puppy continues howling even after the sun has set. Garfield and Arlene sit on the fence in the back yard mere feet from Odie. Arlene holds a flower in her left paw)
Odie: Howl! Howl! Howl!
Garfield: All that fuss for a stupid brush? This is ridiculous.
Arlene: (angrily) And YOU don't have anything to do with the brush's disappearance, do you?
Garfield : (gasp) How could you think so badly of me? (Arlene just shakes her head. Garfield sighs and confesses) OK, I did it. I got rid of that stupid brush, and I was doing Odie a favor if you ask me.
Arlene: Oh, puh-lease! Save it for the jury! (she points at Garfield, who leans backward in self-defense) You did it because you were JEALOUS Odie cared about someone else!
Garfield: Someone else?! We're talking about a BRUSH aren't we?
Arlene: For Odie it was much more than just "a brush", and you knew that, too. (The angry alley cat Arlene gets up on the fence and leaves. She tosses her flower back at Garfield. This entire time, Odie has not stopped howling)
Odie: Howl!
Garfield: (He still sits on the fence and looks down at the distressed dog. He rolls his eyes) Nah, he'll get over it.
(Despite Garfield's comment the night before, as dawn breaks, Odie has not ceased. A rooster crows in the background)
Odie: Howl! (He sobs a bit) Howl!
(In the kitchen, Jon sits on a chair and Garfield, the table. Both of them are bleary-eyed and exhausted from the lack of sleep due to one puppy's literal nonstop howling the night prior. Jon lays his head on the table, and Garfield covers his ears with mugs)
Jon: We're gonna need more coffee.
Garfield: How about earplugs? (At that moment, Odie unleashes a howl so high-pitched in breaks Jon's coffee mug and the mugs that Garfield was using, much to their surprise) Not funny! (He throws the mug handles away and picks up a plate and waves it in front of Jon) Where's my breakfast lasagna?
Jon: Sorry, Garfield, I feel way too tired to cook you anything.
Garfield: (standing upright) OK, sleep deprivation I can actually deal with, but LASAGNA deprivation, (he tosses the plate like a frisbee) that is flat-out intolerable! (The plate crashes in the background) I gotta fix this mess! (He looks at the audience and holds one finger up as Odie continues howling in the background)
(At the supermarket, a sleep-deprived Jon walks down the pet supplies aisle, pushing a cart--with Garfield in it--and snoring in the process. As he is not looking where he's going, he collides with another woman's shopping cart, and her dog within it)
Jon: I'm sorry, miiiiii.... (his voice trails off and he dozes again as Garfield stands up to scan the grooming brush display that they were at. He holds his hand in front of the brushes and leans over the edge of the cart. He soon spots a brush exactly like Odie's)
Garfield: A brush, it has bristles and a handle. Odie will never know the difference.
(Later, at home, the brokenhearted beagle hasn't stopped howling, except now he's in the front yard)
Odie: Howl! How- (His second howl is interrupted by Garfield, who taps his head)
Garfield: Oh, my, Odie, look who's back! (He reveals the new brush from behind his back, much to Odie's delight)
Odie: Gasp! Bark! Bark! (he hops and starts sniffing the brush) Bark! Bark! Bark! (After a second, he realizes that this brush is an impostor. He grunts in anger and turns away from the feline) Hmm! (He starts sobbing again)
Garfield: Well, that dog isn't brain-dead after all. Who would've thought? (He tosses the brush behind him)
Odie: Howl! Howl! Howl! (The feline, finally, fully fed up, taps Odie's head again. Odie turns to him with an angry look on his face)
Garfield: OK, fine, you won. I'll take you to your girlfriend.
Odie: Gasp! (He jumps on Garfield, knocking him on his back, and hops excitedly next to him) Bark! Bark! Bark!
(Garfield leads Odie to the garbage can where he disposed of the latter's girlfriend)
Garfield: This is where the cruel deed was done! (He opens the lid and looks inside, only to be surprised, and not in a good way) AAHHH! (The garbage people had already collected the trash, and the bin was completely empty, save for a fishbone and an apple core) Oopsy-doopsy... (He looks down the street and spots the garbage truck, and the brush poking out from a pile of trash bags)
Odie: Howl! (He takes off after the truck)
Garfield: Odie, wait!
Odie: Howl! Bark! (He charges down the street, Garfield follows, but as the fat cat crosses the road, a yellow car nearly hits him, causing him to spin in place and disorienting him)
Garfield: I'm gonna lose one of my nine lives, just for a stupid brush! (He looks to his left, and spots a kid tying his shoes. The kid's skateboard is propped up on a trash can next to him, and his helmet rests between him and his board. Garfield chuckles and stealthily swipes the board and helmet, not going unnoticed by the boy) Sorry, kid, but this is an emergency!
Boy: Hey! (Garfield skates off, wearing the helmet, kneepads, and fingerless gloves)
Garfield: I'll bring it back, I promise! (He screeches to a halt next to the pup)
Odie: Huh?
Garfield: Welcome aboard and fasten your seatbelt! (As Odie hops on in front of Garfield, the latter's theme song starts to play in the background) We're in for one bumpy ride! (He rides into the camera, and the scene switches to the truck, and the brush within it. Garfield and Odie catch some air on the skateboard) AAAHHHH! YAAHH! (Garfield realizes that there are several busy streets in front of him, and the light just turned red for him) I don't wanna be just another greasy spot on Main Street! (He grabs Odie's ears and tries to brake. When that doesn't work, he kicks the board up and sends him and Odie flying. They bounce off a couple of cars in the intersection, crossing unscathed. The cars behind them, though, collide amidst the chaos)
Odie: Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Garfield: (sighs in relief) That was close. (Odie jumps into his arms, just before the pets hit the sidewalk and get catapulted over the dumpster fence) AAAAAAAHHHHHH! (They land in a massive pyramid of trash bags. Garfield emerges from one with fish bones on his head) Yech. (Odie pops up next to him with a can stuck on his ear)
Odie: Mutters
Garfield: Gasp! (The pets watch as the truck empties its contents, including the brush, into the disposal)
Odie: Yelp! (He gets out of the bag and hurries toward the disposal) Bark! Bark! Bark! (His barks grow fainter as he runs off)
Garfield: Odie! Odie, come back! Bad dog! BAAAAD! (Odie, however, takes no heed to Garfield and jumps in after his girlfriend. The cat gets himself out of the bag and gets his face stuck in an old chicken) It can't get any worse, can it? (He walks up to the disposal to follow his friend. He climbs up and looks down into what resembles the abyss) Oh... AAAHHHH! (He jumps down and slides to the bottom of the chute. Odie sniffs the ground immediately in front of him. After catching a whiff of the brush, he runs ahead to meet her)
Odie: Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Garfield: Odie, watch out! (As he watched Odie run off, a metal machine pounds the garbage in front of him) AAAHHH! (Garfield, seeing that he is OK, calms down a bit) Oh, phew. (He then looks up and sees the conveyor belt he and Odie are on has taken him underneath the pounder) AAAHHH! (He quickly dodges it and then bolts forward, missing it again) Do I even need to be recycled?! (He yelps and whimpers as he bobs and weaves between four blades, again coming out the other side unscathed. There is no rest for him, though, as he looks up and sees four metal spiky balls intent on crushing garbage. He manages to avoid all of their attacks before one sneaks up behind him and gives him a tap on the shoulder. He turns around, sees what it is, and escapes. He runs forward, avoiding a couple more metal crushers, and finally meets up with Odie, who is embracing his brush. What the pup doesn't see, though, is more machinery about to flatten him) YAAAHHHH! (Garfield runs forward and shoves himself and Odie between the metal mashers just before the pets get sandwiched between them. Garfield, dazed and exhausted, gets a tap from a giant broom) No! (He and Odie get swept up and ride the conveyor belt up a ramp, Garfield still screaming like a baby, and Odie still holding his brush) No! Stop! (The best drops them harmlessly on a pile of dust, and the pets slide down it, unharmed, aside from being completely filthy. Garfield stumbles and Odie bounces on his rear a few times, brush in hand) Happy? Now let's get outta here!
(Later that night, at the Arbuckle house, Jon scrubs his shoe with a shoe brush in the entryway. He hears his pets walk in and looks up at them)
Garfield: (offscreen) Ahem.
Jon: There you are! I've been looking for you all over! (he catches a whiff of his pets) Eww... gross! (he starts to back away) You two smell like you just got out of a garbage disposal! (He leaves. Garfield and Odie both grin, but something catches Odie's eye: Jon's shoe brush)
Garfield: I can't smell a thing. What about you, Odie? (He turns to where Odie was, only to see that the pup has walked forward toward the other brush) Odie? (Garfield sees the pooch holding both brushes in his paws. Romantic music starts to play as he examines both of them. After giving the shoe brush a second look, he immediately falls for it)
Odie: Bark! Bark! Bark! (He holds his tongue out, shapes his ears into a heart, and holds the second brush up against his face as little hearts pop up around him. Garfield watches, absolutely speechless. The pup then tosses the grooming brush behind him and strokes the newer one with his paw. The grooming brush hits Garfield in the head. As the fat cat rubs his head, he looks down at where the brush landed. He picks it up and examines it before turning his attention to Odie, who is spinning the other brush on his tail. Garfield then glances at the grooming brush still in his hand)
Garfield: (Nervously) Uh, are you, uh, free this evening? Heh... how about dinner? (He smiles at the old brush and the episode ends)
THE END