Anchorperson: The animals are said to have suffered a mild seasickness, but now are back to eating the finest calf's liver.
Garfield: Oh, boy. Must be sweet. My tummy's upset. May I have some liver? Boy, I wish Jon was a queen.
Maid: Housekeeping.
Garfield: Okay, blockhead, time to bust out of here and catch up with Jon. First, let's grab some chow, before I eat your liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti. Sorry, we left a bit of mess in the bath room. Thanks.
Garfield: Take the picture. Take the picture. Take it! Take it! Take the picture!
Garfield: Excuse me. Did you see a couple of people who look like they might be tourists? Oh, I know this drill. They won't crack up, no matter what you do. Hey, Freeze-Frame, your knee's on fire. Hmm. I know I can get this guy. No, seriously, your zipper's down. Hey, Dry Goods. Yeah. Anybody ever tell you look like Tina Turner? That was effective.
Coachman: Her Majesty, the Queen of England!
Garfield: What's all the hubbub?
Guard: Attention!
Garfield: Hey, Odie, look, it's those royal corgis. Hey, lady, you got any leftover liver? Stuck-up little punk. Oh, I know she heard us. They had the top down. Odie? Odie? D'uh-oh! Odie, no! Don't do the ugly-American thing! The British's coming! The British's coming! Well, you made him crack anyway.
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