Garfield in Paradise (1986) 5.9

Garfield: Whoever said "Getting there is half the fun" ought to be dragged out into the street and shot. Garfield

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: Mai-Tai, this is insane! Mai-Tai: Tell her that! Jon Arbuckle: Why can't I get any respect, Garfield? Garfield: When you travel you must pay for respect, my friend [a stewardess meets Jon and Garfield boarding the plane] Stewardess: [to Jon] Welcome to Inversion Layer Airlines, sir. What section are you traveling? Jon Arbuckle: [mumbling; almost incoherent] Third class. Stewardess: What section, sir? Jon Arbuckle: [clears throat; whispering] Third class. Stewardess: I can't hear you. Jon Arbuckle: [shouting] Third class! Stewardess: Oh. [Suddenly angry] Stewardess: You're seated the rear of this plane at this rest of this line. Jon Arbuckle: [dejected] Oh. Thank you. [Jon and Garfield head down the aisle toward the back of the plane] Jon Arbuckle: Why can't I get any respect, Garfield? Garfield: When you travel, you must *pay* for respect, my friend. Jon Arbuckle: Hello, Paradise World! Just smell that fresh air, Garfield. Garfield: That's jet fuel, you dummy! Jon Arbuckle: Well, the next item of business is to get our luggage. [the boy's luggage is thrown out of the plane, landing next to Garfield] Jon Arbuckle: Hey That's service for you! Garfield: Jon, you'd look on the bright side of a train wreck! That was no service! That was assault and battery on our suitcases! I never should have packed my crystal mouse collection! [Odie has stowed away in Jon's suitcase] Garfield: Well, this is just ducky. [Odie licks Garfield's face] Garfield: One minute, I'm sitting happily at home minding my own business, next thing I know, I'm traveling third class with a fourth-class owner to a fifth-class motel to sleep with a sixth-class mutt. Jon Arbuckle: This vacation isn't working out exactly the way I hoped it would. Garfield: A masterfully understated observation, especially when you consider it's coming from a total idiot! Chief: I the High Rama Lama, and these here are the Ding Dongs. Pigeon: [Volcano rumbles] You want five-seven? How swift? You for real or what? [Volcano rumbles even louder] Pigeon: [Runs to the chief] Da' volcano no like the wahine, he like the five-seven. He no get him swift, he gon' boda' everybody! Chief: I see... Jon Arbuckle: What did he say?

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: Pigeon says the volcano doesn't want my daughter, it want's the car. If it can't have the car in about 30 seconds, it's gon' blow us all to pieces. Jon Arbuckle: There goes my damage deposit. Pigeon: [Pigeon runs to Monkey and Odie, who are still trying to fix the car] Hey hey hey, you buggahs, make swift wit' da' wheels, da' volcano like the car mos koshi, or he gon' blow everybody out da' other side! Jon Arbuckle: [Garfield comes floating by on the water] How do you do that, Garfield? Garfield: Easy... fat floats. [Pigeon rushes to Jon, Garfield, Owooda, Mai-Tai and the Chief] Pigeon: The volcano no like the wahine! He like the five-seven! He no get him swift, he gonna bother everybody! Chief: Uh-huh, I see. Jon Arbuckle: What did he say? Chief: Pigeon says the volcano doesn't want my daughter. It wants the car. If it can't have the car in about 30 seconds, it's going to blow us all to pieces. Jon Arbuckle: [somberly] There goes my damage deposit. [the boys decide to visit the local car rental shop] Hotel Clerk: Yeeeeeeeess Jon Arbuckle: You look familiar. Hotel Clerk: I have a brother in the motel business. Garfield: Racket is more like it! [the Chief reveals that the volcano wants the car] Jon Arbuckle: You mean, it appeases the gods, or something? Chief: No, it plugs up the hole! Jon Arbuckle: There goes my damage deposit! Worshiping Tribe Members: [bowing] Chrome... Chrome... Chrome... Worshiping Man: Ba-Bop-Ba-Bee-Bop Worshiping Tribe Members: [bowing] Chrome... Chrome... Jon Arbuckle: I think you'll like flying, Garfield. It's a smooth, comfortable mode of travel. [Garfield holds up an air-sickness bag] Garfield: Then what are these little bags for? The Easter egg hunt? Jon Arbuckle: Odie, you sly dog! You stowed away in my suitcase. What a happy surprise. Garfield: You won't be so happy when you see what he did to your sports coat. Chief: Hmm... Hey Monkey come over here... Hey, listen, this car won't run; fix it! Monkey: [Monkey starts drumming on car hood and chanting... ] Chicka-ba-mooka-mooka uh uh, Chicka-ba-mooka-mooka, uh uh Chicka-ba-mooka-mooka Chief: Ay! Ay! Raise the hood, mango-brain! Monkey: [Monkey looks puzzled] Oh! Yeah... Jon Arbuckle: I had to dress you up as my son to get you on this flight. They don't allow pets on board.