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[The episode starts with Garfield sitting outside the outside and enjoying the sunny weather]
Garfield: [sighs] This is gonna be a perfect day. I woke up late, had breakfast, went back to bed, woke up again, had breakfast… Yeah, a perfect day. And no one is gonna ruin it.
Lucky: Hi, Garfield.
Garfield: Except, of course, Lucky.
Lucky: [scratching his fur to get rid of the fleas] Garf, I was wondering if you could help me with a little problem. Oh!
Garfield: No.
Lucky: I have a whole bunch of fleas. I can't get rid of 'em.
Garfield: [jumps out the chair and is scared of catching the fleas] Well, you can keep 'em.
Lucky: Hey, you have nothing to worry about. They love my fur, and they won't leave. Here, listen to 'em.
[Garfield listens to Lucky’s fur with the fleas enjoying themselves inside his fur]
The fleas: Oh, I love this cat!
Garfield: [laughs] Hey, that's funny.
Lucky: No, it isn't. Believe me.
Garfield: All right. All right. Uh, let me see… I got it. You need to find an even better home for them.
Lucky: Oh yeah. Right, that's genius.
Garfield: It's very simple. We find a human who smells like cats and dogs.
[Garfield and Lucky starts walking to town]
Lucky: So where, pray tell, will we find a smelly person?
Garfield: In here.
[Garfield points to the city pound]
Lucky: Oh. The city pound? [laughs] Of course.
[Inside the animal pound, Al is sleeping on the job while Garfield and Lucky enter the pound. Lucky tries to shake off the fleas inside his fur but the fleas fail to escape]
Lucky: This ain't gonna work. I tried it, and they'll just come right back to me.
Garfield: You and I just smell like cats. He smells like cats and dogs. Trust me. Fleas prefer a buffet. So just keep dancing.
[Lucky dances again causing the fleas to jump from his fur onto Al. This causes Al to become itchy with the fleas and runs out of the pound hysterically while scratching himself]
Lucky: Thank you, Garfield the Wise. I’m free of the fleas.
Garfield: Always glad to do a favor for a friend.
Bruno: Hey, Garfield the Wise. Could you let me outta here?
Lucky: Bruno!
Garfield: Uh, sure, why not? [uses his claw to unlock the padlock and frees Bruno locked inside the cage] See you later, guys. I've got a perfect day to get back to.
[Bruno and Lucky are walking in town and talking to each other]
Lucky: That Garfield, he's one smart cat.
Bruno: Yeah. I saw how he solved your flea problem. Hey, do you think… [interrupted by Al running and itching himself hysterically] Do you think he could help me with a little, uh, “romantic” problem I have?
Lucky: Sure. Garfield can fix anything.
[Garfield returns home to try to enjoy his perfect day sunbathing outside the front of the house]
Garfield: As I said before, no one is gonna ruin this perfect day.
[Odie stands in front of Garfield, holding a stick in his mouth expecting the latter to throw the stick for him to fetch]
Garfield: Except, of course, Odie. You want me to throw the stick so you can fetch it, boy?
[Odie barks]
Garfield: I was prepared for this. [prepared with the catapult to use to throw the stick for Odie] Okay. Put the stick in that bowl there.
[Odie places the stick in the catapult bowl]
Garfield: Good. Now fetch.
[Garfield uses the switch to release the catapult throwing the stick]
Garfield: We won't see him again until around… oh, season four. [yawns] Now, where was I? Oh yes. A perfect day calls for a perfect nap. So I'm just gonna kind of…
Bruno: Yo, Garfield!
[Bruno’s shouting causes Garfield to jump behind the chair]
Garfield: This day is getting less and less perfect if you ask me.
Bruno: I was wondering if you could maybe err… help me with a little problem I have.
Garfield: No.
Bruno: Good. It's my girlfriend Trixie. [shows to Garfield a photograph of Trixie] She broke up with me on account of she doesn't think I'm nice enough.
Garfield: Smart lady, that Trixie.
Bruno: Can you fix it so she thinks I'm really heroic?
Garfield: Are you gonna stick around and annoy me until I do?
Bruno: If that's what it takes.
Garfield: [sighs] This way.
[Bruno and Garfield walks to town to see Trixie holding a flower]
Trixie: Oh!
Bruno: That's her. That's Trixie over there. You gotta convince her I'm a good guy.
Garfield: First, you gotta find someone to convince me.
[Bruno bears his claws acting scary towards Garfield]
Garfield: I'm convinced.
[Bruno laughs]
Garfield: Okay. What if she sees you help that little old lady across the street?
Bruno: Uh, I don't know how to do that.
Garfield: You don't know how to help a little old lady across the street? Here, I'll show you.
[Garfield demonstrates to Bruno how he tries to help the elderly woman]
Garfield: Madam, may I lend you a paw?
Old lady: You're trying to steal my purse! You bad cat!
[The old lady hits Garfield with her purse offscreen]
Trixie: That little old lady! A cat is trying to steal her purse. Somebody help her! Somebody!
[Bruno trips over a trash can while he runs to rescue the old lady]
Bruno: I will help her!
Old lady: Bad cat! Awful cat!
Garfield: What do you got in that purse? Bowling balls or anvils?
Bruno: I will save you, madam!
[Bruno is running to rescue picks up Garfield and beats him up offscreen]
Trixie: Bruno! You're such a hero.
Bruno: Oh, it was nothing. I just like to help folks.
Garfield: [gasps] Good. Help me.
Trixie: I had you all wrong, Bruno.
[Bruno and Trixie are seen walking together and holding each other hands, while Garfield is left to suffer from Bruno’s torment]
Bruno: You solved my problem, Garfield the Wise. Let me know if you ever need anything.
Garfield: An ambulance would be nice.
[Bruno runs off from Garfield and starts walking with Trixie]
Garfield: Well, maybe I'll be alright.
[Al is running and itching himself hysterically past Garfield, causing the latter to jump on top of the bus stop shelter]
Garfield: Well, maybe not.
[Garfield tries for the third time to enjoy his perfect day]
Garfield: Well, maybe I can enjoy the rest of this perfect day, but I doubt it. [sighs] No one around. Let's see how long this nap lasts.
[The bluebird lands on top of Garfield and chirps]
Garfield: Three seconds. A new world's record. Don't tell me. Let me guess. You have a problem.
[The bluebird chirps]
Garfield: And you saw me solve Bruno's problem, so you figure Garfield the Wise can solve yours.
[The bluebird chirps]
Garfield: Okay. What is it?
[The bluebird shows his problem in the garden to Garfield and a hungry Harry is looking over the garden prepared to eat the bluebirds]
Garfield: Uh-oh. Looks like Harry's planning a bluebird lunch. You wait here. [enters into the kitchen to search for food inside the fridge] Uh-huh. Oh. Ah-ha! [takes out the meatloaf] There it is. Jon's leftover meatloaf. [closes the fridge door] Here's something you may never see again. Food I won't eat. [starts to sculpt the meatloaf] A little shaping here, a little there. [finished sculpting the meatloaf and made to look like a bird] A lot of people don't know it, but some of the greatest sculptors in history did their first work in meatloaf. [starts to paint the bird-shaped meatloaf] Now we just need a little blue food coloring… Hmm. [proud of his meatloaf sculpture disguised as a bluebird] A masterpiece!
[In the garden, Harry preying on the bluebirds attempts to aim himself on them in the grass, but the bluebirds fly away before Harry crashes on the ground]
Garfield: Looks like you missed, Harry.
Harry: Yeah, but I'll catch one any day now.
Garfield: Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.
Harry: What did you say?
Garfield: Oh, nothing. Have you ever caught a bluebird? In your entire life?
Harry: Never. But I just know they taste delicious.
Garfield: [pulls out the meatloaf bluebird sculpture] Oh, they're not bad.
Harry: You caught a bluebird!
Garfield: Hey, a cat's gotta eat.
Harry: Garfield, pal of mine, could I have a taste? Just give me one teensy-weensy taste?
Garfield: Well…
Harry: All my life, I've dreamed of eating a bluebird. Please, Garfield… [interrupted by Al running and itching himself hysterically]
Garfield: Give me that last line again.
Harry: Uh, sure. Uh, all my life, I've dreamed of eating a bluebird. Please, Garfield.
Garfield: Oh, okay. I will. [Harry takes the meatloaf bluebird sculpture] All right.
[Harry eats the meatloaf bluebird sculpture and is disgusted with the taste, causing him to cough it out]
Harry: Yuck!
[The real bluebird lands on Garfield’s finger]
Garfield: Could I interest you in seconds?
Harry: No! I don't want another bluebird. Not now. Not ever. Who would have thought they'd taste so lousy? They're almost as bad as that meat loaf his human makes.
[Garfield and the bluebird laughs at Harry’s misfortune]
Garfield: You're welcome. I don't think you'll have to worry about Harry anymore. Oh, now I am finally gonna have my perfect day nap.
[Garfield walks back to the front of the house to tries for the fourth time to enjoy his perfect day but he is interrupted by Squeak]
Squeak: Hey, Garfield. [Garfield turns around] I ordered cheese three weeks ago, and it hasn't arrived.
Mole: And I sent away for new glasses, and they haven't shown up yet.
Hercules: My owner is feeding me dog food that tastes like something in a rock garden.
Penny Henny: It's so hot in my coop, my eggs are coming out soft-boiled.
Voices from the cats: Yeah, mine too.
Voices from the animals: Garfield the Wise!
[Garfield starts running away from the other animals who are coming up to him asking him to solve their problems]
Garfield: I'm gonna solve my problem and get out of here!
[The animals continue to pursue Garfield into town, but they paused in chasing him when they had to stop when there was a red light at a pedestrian crossing]
Garfield: [continues running] I need to solve my problem. How to get away from all of their problems. [stops running when sees Odie holding the stick] Huh?
[Garfield sees Odie as the opportunity to divert himself to Odie for the animals’ problems. When the pedestrian crossing lights turns green, the animals cross the road and are running towards Garfield]
Garfield: Whoa. Yes! I can solve your problems.
Voices from the animals: Tell us! How can you solve our problems, Garfield the Wise?
Garfield: Well, I won't solve them. I advise you to take them to Odie the Wiser!
Odie: Huh?
Squeak: Solve my cheese problem, Odie the Wiser.
[Odie shakes his head no]
Mole: I need new glasses, Odie the Wiser.
Hercules: About my dog food…
Penny Henny: The heat in my coop…
[Garfield quietly escapes the animal mob and the mob starts to pursue Odie to for him to solve their problems]
Garfield: Most of these folks could solve their own problems if they just tried instead of asking someone else. So, finally, I have no problems, mine or anyone else's.
[Garfield is running away from animal mob and bumps into Al]
Al: Why don't you watch where you're goin'? Don't I have enough problems with these fleas that I can't… Hey. I'm not scratching. The fleas are gone! The fleas are gone!
Garfield: Gone?
[Al is running with happiness that he got rid of his flea problems]
Garfield: Where'd they go? [hears the fleas inside his fur] Uh-oh. I think I know where they went.
[Garfield runs hysterically while scratching himself]
Al: Poor cat. He needs to find someone to solve his problems.
[The episode ends with Garfield running hysterically with his flea problems in town]
THE END