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...