Garfield's Thanksgiving1989

Garfield:
Well, I might as well see how the ole diet's going. [steps on his scale]

RX2:
Hello, I'm RX2, your talking scale. I can tell you your weight, your fortune, or just about anything else you would like to know.

Garfield:
Okay, smarty pants, what's my name?

RX2:
Judging by your weight, you are Orson Welles.

Garfield:
Great, her voice chip with a cruel streak.

RX2:
May I have your autograph, please?

Garfield:
Oh, shut up. Why is everybody picking on me, and what's wrong with being large-boned, anyway?

RX2:
I've seen all your movies.

Garfield:
Hey, how would you like to have your battery removed?

RX2:
I wouldn't like that, Mr. Welles.

Garfield:
It's not like I'm all that overweight; I can still see my feet.

RX2:
I've seen "Citizen Kane" eight times.

Garfield:
All right, that's it, you're history! [stamps the scale repeatedly till it breaks, then dashes away as his scale beeps]

RX2:
[drones] Rosebuuuuuuud...