With the golden promise of the sun.
We are the gateway to vacationing and fun.
We seat you, we feed you, but most of all we need you...
Otherwise our flying days are done.
Paradise World here we come!
Isn't this exciting, Garfield? Come on, let's find our seats.
GARFIELD: I'm not going. JON: Will you come on?
[Soft instrumental music]
I've never been so humiliated in my life.
You know the rules, Garfield. They don't allow pets in the seats.
I had to dress you up as my son...
or you couldn't have come on our vacation.
What am I? A piece of luggage? What's this? A handle?
If that's the way they feel about it...
why didn't you just stick a stamp on my face, cancel my bottom...
and mail me to Paradise World.
Welcome to Inversion Layer Airlines, sir.
In what section are you traveling?
- Third class. - What section, sir?
- Third class. - I can't hear you.
Third class.
Oh.
Your seat is in the rear of the plane with the rest of the slime.
Thank you.
[Melancholic instrumental music]
Why can't I get any respect, Garfield?
When you travel, you must pay for respect, my friend.
I think you'll enjoy flying, Garfield.
It's a very smooth and comfortable way to travel.
Then what are these little sacks for? The Easter egg hunt?
I'd like flying better if I could keep one paw on the ground.
What's that? It sounds like a wing cable fraying!
Smoke! I smell smoke! Smoke! We're going down in flames!
Relax, Garfield. We haven't even taken off yet.
Great! Cats and children first!
[Garfield sighs]
Yippee.
We're all going to Paradise World.
Hooray. Yahoo.
Sounds like a dippy place to me.
If Jon weren't such a cheapskate we could be going to Hawaii right now.
I'd rather be going to Hawaii. I'm a Hawaii-type kind of cat.
[Upbeat tribal instrumental music]
Here he comes! I can't believe it's really him!
I'm so excited, I could just die!
[All cheering]
Ladies and gentlemen...
direct from an engagement in Lost Wages, Nevada...
put your paws together for Garfield Ho!
[Drumroll]
Thank you, Lenny. I love you. Now get out of here.
It's so great to be back in Hawaii.
[All cheering]
I love you, teachers.
For my first song, I'd like to sing something from my latest album...
The Best of Garfield Ho.
It goes something like this. Lenny, if you please?
[Singing] Hello Hawaii
Can I come over?
I'm a haole from the mainland Looking for a new amour
As soon as I land
In Honolulu
I'll be looking for a luau And a hula girl who I'll adore
Mai-Tai will be your tai
If you will be mahi-mahi mine
And all our troubles like tiny bubbles
Will float away in our Wiki-Waki wine
Hello Hawaii
Can I come over?
I'm a haole from the mainland Looking for a new amour
Aloha!
[All whistling and cheering]
Very well. I'll step among you and allow myself to be adored.
[Odie barking]
Yuck! Where did she come from?
Back off, lady! Let go of me!
Don't touch me.
STEWARDESS: The captain has advised that the fasten seat belt sign be observed...
in case some slight air turbulence is encountered.
Who ever said, "Getting there is half the fun"...
should be drug out into the street and shot.
[Upbeat tribal instrumental music]
Hello, Paradise World.
[Jon sniffing]
Just smell that fresh air, Garfield.
[Sniffing]
That's jet fuel, dummy.
Well, the next item of business is to get our luggage.
That's service for you.
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 should never have packed my crystal mouse collection.
[Cheerful instrumental music]
- Yes? - Oh, boy!
Welcome to the Paradise World Seaside Motel.
Can I help you?
Yes. I'm Jon Arbuckle and this is my son, Garfield.
We have a reservation for your cheapest room.
That would be the Jack Benny suite.
- There you go, Mr. Arbuckle. - Thank you.
By the way, which way is the beach?
What beach?
Beach. You know, sand with water along...
This is the Seaside Motel, isn't it?
Mr. Arbuckle, what's in a name?
Your brochure said: "Easy access to beach."
By helicopter maybe.
[Guffawing]
Oh, well. There's a pool out back. I'm sure you'll enjoy it.
This isn't exactly what I bargained for.
You bargained for it all right.
[Comical instrumental music]
This must be our room.
There's the bed, and the bathroom's down the hall.
- Any questions? - Yeah. Where are you going to sleep?
As long as we're up, we might as well unpack.
Unpacking sounds so final.
We're really going through with this vacation, huh?
Tah-dah!
Well, this is just ducky.
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.
Odie! You sly dog, you!
You stowed away in my suitcase! What a happy surprise!
You won't be so happy when you see what Odie did to your sport jacket.
Well, time's wasting. Come on guys, let's hit the pool.
I can't wait.
When will this mad whirlwind existence ever stop?
[Slow instrumental music]
Some fun, huh, guys?
"Some fun, huh?"
Gee.
- I wish there were some water in the pool. - What a novel idea.
This vacation isn't working out exactly the way I hoped it would.
A masterfully understated observation...
especially when you consider it's coming from a total idiot.
Hey, wait a minute. We control our own destinies, don't we?
That's debatable.
This is an island, right?
There has to be some beach out there somewhere, right?
We'll go rent a car, and we'll drive until we find some fun in the sun.
- Right, guys? - Right!
Then let's do it!
[Screams]
[Crashing]
Right! We'll do it right after his bones knit.
[Buzzer ringing]
Yes?
You look familiar.
I have a brother in the motel business.
Racket is more like it.
- Can I help you? - We'd like to rent a car.
- But what kind of a car would you like? - What have you got?
We have one car.
Then why did you ask me what I would like?
I was hoping you wanted that one.
Let's have a look at it.
Before you see it, there's something I should tell you.
Here it comes.
The car is... How should I put it?
A vintage model. It has a few personality quirks.
But it's all I have, take it or leave it.
Let's see it.
There she is.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
- What do you think? - She's beautiful.
- We'll take it. - Good.
[Upbeat instrumental music]
[Rock and Roll music]
Somehow I knew it would be playing that music.
This could be fun yet. To the beach, Jon!
[Singing] I love the sand and the surf And the summer sun
GARFIELD: [Singing] I love to hang around the beach
And just have fun
Where the volleyball and the Frisbee flies
Over all the pretty girls And the surfer guys
Now there's just one thing In this whole wide world
That I don't have and that's a girl
And when I find that girl I'll feel 10 feet tall
'Cause then I'll have it all
Beauty and the beach
- I love the beach - I love the beach
- Beauty and the beach
Beauty and the beach
Is this great or what, guys?
Come on! Last one in is a rotten egg!
- How do you do that, Garfield? - Easy. Fat floats.
Sharks!
[Gasping]
[Panting]
Very funny.
Come here, boy. I want to bury you in the sand, okay?
[Snarling]
[Grunting in dissent]
I have something for you, boy.
[Barking]
Garfield, have you seen Odie?
Yeah. I buried him in the sand, but only up to his ankles.
Jon, let's blow this scene. It's too warm here on the beach.
You don't want to leave already, do you? We just got here!
Put yourself in my shoes.
You'd be warm, too, if you wore a fur coat to the beach.
Let's do some cruising.
[Jon laughing]
Okay. We'll leave.
Hop in, boys!
Let's see if we can find some more action.
[Car engine starting]
[Tense instrumental music]
[Jon exclaims in confusion]
[Tires screeching]
What's happening here? I can't steer. Help me!
[Fast-paced instrumental music]
JON: What do you make of this, Garfield?
GARFIELD: I don't know, and if I did know, I don't think I'd want to know.
[Slow drum beats]
This place gives me the creeps.
Let's get out of here.
Start, darn you, start.
[Car engine faltering]
Uh-oh.
Rats!
[Fast-paced drum beats]
[Speaking tribal language]
Must keep plenty juice inside!
We may not get out of this one, Garfield.
Chrome, chrome, chrome.
[Man scatting]
Chrome, chrome, chrome.
Look, Garfield. I don't think they were worshiping us at all.
They appear to be worshiping the car.
CHIEF: Yep, that's what they're doing, all right.
Who are you?
I, sir, am the Chief of this here tribe.
I the high Rama Lama, and these here the Ding Dongs.
- You speak English? - Well, we watch a lot of beach movies.
- This is all very confusing. - Have a seat. I'll explain to you.
The Ding Dongs are an ancient civilization.
Our tribal rituals and native ways have remained virtually unchanged since 1957.
Now, before 1957 we were really ancient.
All we had to listen to were a few Phil Harris records.
And then one fateful day, the Cruiser drove into our village.
Yeah! The Cruiser taught us the ways of the world.
We had never heard of important stuff like ballpoint pens...
or Butch Wax, anything like that.
And as if it wasn't enough to teach us all those neat things...
then he saved our lives. I'll never forget that night.
Mount Hananuilouieblah was about to erupt and destroy the whole village.
- Mount Hananuilouieblah? - That's our volcano. Yeah.
As I was saying, Mount Hananuilouieblah was about to blow, baby.
Well, I tell you, the Cruiser didn't even flinch.
He always knew what to do.
He stepped into his car, revved it up a couple of times...
waved goodbye and raced into the night towards the volcano.
Only moments later, the volcano erupted...
into a fireworks display you wouldn't believe.
I tell you, you'd never have seen anything like that before.
The sky was filled with all kinds of beautiful reds, yellows, and chromes.
[Laughing]
And the volcano subsided and was never heard from again, until today.
Are you trying to tell me the Cruiser drove his car into the volcano...
to save your village?
- We like to think so. - That's some story.
- It gets better every time I tell it. - Do you really believe that?
If we didn't we wouldn't have built that shrine over there.
Chrome, chrome, chrome.
[Man scatting]
The car no like go.
The engine only huli couple of times and maki!
Stay all bus' up! Ain't got no vroom. No vroom.
- No vroom, huh? - What did he say?
Pigeon says your car won't run, man. Let's have a look at it.
Hey, Monkey, come over here.
Listen, this car won't run. Fix it.
Huh.
[Chanting in tribal language]
- Raise the hood, mango brain. - Oh, yeah!
[Bird hooting]
Listen, have this car fixed by dark or I'll...
[Jazzy instrumental music]
You gotta know how to talk to auto mechanics, you know what I mean?
I like him.
It looks as though you are going to be here for a while.
So if you will, be my guests of honor, okay?
I want you to enjoy my people, my hospitality...
my beautiful daughter, Princess Owooda, and her cat...
they're all gonna entertain you.
Owooda, Mai-Tai, come meet my guests.
[Comical instrumental music]
[Romantic instrumental music]
Hello, Owooda, my name is Jon.
Hello, Jon. My name is Owooda.
- Hello, Mai-Tai. My name is Garfield. - Hello, Garfield.
- Do you surf? - No.
- Do you dance? - No.
- Do you play volleyball? - No.
Then what do you do?
Eating and sleeping holds a great deal of fascination for me.
- Good! - Come again?
All the guys here ever do is surf and dance and play volleyball.
- That gets a little old after a while. - Tell me more.
[Romantic instrumental music]
[Jon sighs]
I've never seen anything so beautiful in all my life.
Why, thank you, Jon.
"Why, thank you, Jon."
[Romantic instrumental music]
[Singing] When I saw you
In the sunset
And you told me your love would be true
It was music
It was orchids
It was you
[Comical instrumental music]
Careful, Odie!
I think I know what's wrong with this thing. It's...
Of course!
You know what I think is really, really wrong?
I think there's an evil spirit somewhere in the distributor cap.
[Crackling]
[Tense instrumental music]
[All exclaiming in fear]
Nice touch.
Oh, no! My village! My people!
What do we do, Owooda?
There's only one thing to do, Jon.
[Sad instrumental music]
Owooda, what has to be done?
Don't try to stop me, Jon.
I must throw myself to the volcano.
- No! - Yes!
If I don't do it, my village and my people will be destroyed.
Why you?
My father is the chief. I am the princess.
It is written that only a princess can appease the volcano.
Check that.
That only a princess and her cat can appease the volcano.
[Suspenseful instrumental music]
[Mai-Tai yowling]
Well, Mai-Tai, it's been real. Write when you get a chance.
I can't believe she's doing this.
Well, better her than us.
[Chanting] Throw her in, throw her in Way in
Chief! You're not going to let Owooda jump in there, are you?
Unless she sacrifices herself, the volcano will surely destroy us all.
You mean, it appeases the gods or something?
No, it plugs up the hole.
[Tense instrumental music]
[Rumbling]
This isn't working.
Maybe if she had a running start.
[Fast-paced drum beats]
[Rumbling]
You want the five-seven. How swift? You for real or what?
[Rumbling continues]
The Volcano doesn't like the wahine, he like the five-seven...
he no get him swift, he's gonna bother everybody!
- I see. - What did he say?
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.
There goes my damage deposit.
[Tribespeople exclaiming]
You buggahs, make swift with the wheels...
the volcano like the car mos koshi...
or he gonna blow everybody out the other side.
Well, that's just great.
First off, I get told if I don't fix the car I'm going to lose my head...
now he tells me that if we don't get the car started in 30 seconds...
I'm going to lose my life, too.
We're out of time, Odie. Come on, let's give it our best shot.
What's going on here?
[Car engine faltering]
Come on, will you! Come on!
[Car engine starting]
[Tires screeching]
[Cheerful instrumental music]
[All cheering]
Attaboy, Odie. Go for it.
Go, baby! Go!
[Tense instrumental music]
Jump off, Odie! Jump off!
[All exclaiming]
[Rumbling]
[Slow instrumental music]
[Melancholic instrumental music]
Monkey, you big lug.
Why'd you have to go and do that, you crazy galoot?
We could have just shoved the car in.
So long, Odie. It's a shame it had to end this way.
We didn't even get to say goodbye. I'm gonna miss you, fellow.
[Triumphant instrumental music]
Odie!
Boy, we gotta fix those brakes.
[All cheering]
ALL: Our heroes!
To the village, Jon.
I love happy endings.
Why don't we do this again next year?
[All cheering]
[Garfield singing mellow song]