Garfield & Friends Season 8 Episode 11

Liz: Well, Mr. Arbuckle, I've examined your cat and I have some good news and some bad news.
Garfield: I hate this part.
Liz: The good news is your cat is healthy as a horse.
Garfield: Hear that, Jon? The woman is a great physician. A specialist.
Liz: The bad news is he's also big as a horse. He'll have to go on a diet.
Garfield: Quack! She's a quack! Get me out of here!

Liz: Ok. I'll go out with you.
Jon: Really?
Liz: I can't stand to see a dumb animal suffer.
Jon: Great! Uh, oh, uh, uh, uh, tommorrow. My place. I'll fix a big Thanksgiving dinner. You're gonna love it!
Liz: Well, at least we won't be seen in public together.

Jon: Here, Garfield, have some food. According to your diet, you get this.
Garfield: That's it? That's all? Just one scraggly piece of lettuce?
Jon: Oh, I'm sorry, Garfield. That's not what you get.
Garfield: Well, I should hope not.
Jon: (tears lettuce in half) You get half a leaf of lettuce.
Garfield: (annoyed) That's better.

Liz: Mmm, something smells.
Jon: Oh, that's just a little Thanksgiving dinner I whipped up.
Liz: I was afraid of that.

Jon: Make yourself comfortable, Liz. I need to slip into the kitchen and take care of a few last-minute details.
Garfield: Yeah, like finding something to eat.

Jon: Everything is ruined, Garfield. What can I do? I'm doomed. Liz will never speak to me again.
(Garfield comes up with an idea, leaves, and comes back with the telephone)
Jon: Very funny, Garfield. I can't feed Liz this.
Garfield: Jon, you nitwit!
(Garfield leaves and returns with an old record)
Jon: Well, this is Grandma's favorite record. Should I play it for Liz?
(Garfield grabs a heart-shaped pillow)
Jon: This old pillow Grandma crocheted is comforting, Garfield, but it still doesn't solve the problem with dinner.
(Garfield grabs a sweater)
Jon: I'm not cold, Garfield. Why did you drag out the sweater Grandma made for me last Christmas?
Garfield: Last chance!
(Garfield grabs a picture of Jon's grandmother)
Jon: I know. I'll call Grandma. She'll know what to do. Ho, ho! Jon, you're a genius!
Garfield: If he had a brain, he'd be dangerous.

Grandma: How about some sweet potatoes?
(Garfield blows a raspberry)
Grandma: Oh, now, come on, Garfield. You never had Grandma's sweet potatoes.
Garfield: This is true.
Grandma: (adds ingredients) A cup of butter, a cup of brown sugar, and some marshmallows.
Garfield: I'm starting to like'em already!

(Garfield blasts music in Jon's ear to wake him up)
Garfield: Rise and shine, Jon Arbuckle! Time to serve your fellow nation as you serve your fellow man! Yes, it's time to serve him pancakes! Pancakes the size of Australia! And coffee! Yes, sir, we wouldn't be the great nation we are today if it weren't for coffee! So do your patriotic duty, and fix me breakfast!
(Garfield marches off the bed, and Odie crashes cymbals in Jon's ear)
Jon: I wonder if people with goldfish have this problem.

Grandma: Garfield, have you ever seen my split-second cranberry sauce? Too late, Garfield, you blinked.

Garfield: Now this is what Thanksgiving is all about, Thanksgiving is cookies, Thanksgiving is pie filling, Thanksgiving is cole slaw. Careful Jon, I don't want my kumquats to bruise.

Garfield: Tomorrow's Thanksgiving, it's the day people celebrate food by eating as much of it as possible. It's the day people eat every turkey, pumpkin and cranberry on the face of the earth.

Liz: Mr. Arbuckle.
Jon: You can call me Jon.
Liz: I could call out for pizza too, but I'm not going to call you that.