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Garfield: You must be in the ocean.
(and he is; scene cuts to Heather St. Clair and a photographer packing up)
Maurice: All right, I think we have enough shots for today, Heather.
Heather: (looks through her binoculars) Oh, he is gorgeous! Oh, I must have him! Oh, Maurice, quick. Quick, come look.
Maurice: Oh. Another male has caught your eye? That will make six this week. (giggles) And it is only Tuesday. (looks through the binoculars and sees Jon flexing his stomach) Him? That clown? (giggles) Why, he's only a cartoonist!
Heather: No, not him. Look to the left.