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A suburban family moves to a new neighborhood with their large yet lovable Great Dane, who has a tendency to wreak havoc in his own oblivious way.
Marmaduke: [Ending scene, going to sleep with Phil and Debbie again] [Whispering] Marmaduke: Wait for it... Wait for it... [Marmaduke farts loudly] Phil Winslow: Oh, Marmaduke! Debbie Winslow: Marmaduke! Phil Winslow: What did you eat? Carlos: Man, you got a serious problem. Marmaduke: [laughs] It never gets old.
Marmaduke: This is my stepbro, Carlos. Say hey, Carlos. Carlos: Hey, Carlos. Marmaduke: He's pretty cool for a cat. Which helps, since he's kinda my only friend...
Marmaduke: [Laying down in bed with Phil and Debbie] Wait for it... Wait for it... [Marmaduke farts loudly] Phil Winslow, Debbie Winslow: Marmaduke! Phil Winslow: What did you eat? Debbie Winslow: Ew! Marmaduke: [Chuckles] I know it's juvenile, but it's all I've got. So there you have it. Day in the life of old Marmaduke here. Debbie Winslow: This is really bad. Marmaduke: Guys, I am sorry. T-that was - that was a little much, even for me. Bad Marmaduke. All right, enough. Lights out.
Marmaduke: That's right, we're moving to the OC. O man is life gonna change. New house, new smells and the nicest bath I ever had. speaking of which, a little privacy please.
Phil Winslow: Come on, I feel like we're forgetting something. Debbie Winslow: We have everything, but the furniture and the dog. Phil Winslow: Look at him, he's just sitting there. Debbie Winslow: I know. Phil Winslow: You think he'll be okay here alone? Debbie Winslow: I think he'll be fine. He's got food and water, and I'm having Laura from down the street look in on him. Phil Winslow: Right, right. I mean what's the worst that could happen? He has a party? Invite his girlfriend over? Marmaduke: [after they left the house] Yes and... yes!
Carlos: Hey let me out of here, I'm not a animal! [after a long pause] Carlos: Oh yeah I'am.
Marmaduke: Out here, the dog park is like high school for dogs. You got you're jocks and you're cheerleaders. [cheerleader dog gets hit by a freebie: Freebie!] Marmaduke: you're drama geeks. [a cop pretends to shoot two dogs: Bang bang! they fall over. a dog in a hand bag: I've been in this for so long I can't feel my legs] Marmaduke: And you're bully's, the pedigrees. Bosco: Check out those ears, can you even fly with those things all what? [Thunder and Lighting laugh] Marmaduke: You think my ears are too big? Carlos: Those things are huge. Do friends fly free?
Marmaduke: [a well-groomed Mazie arrives] You... you look amazing. Mazie: I feel like a fluffy monstrosity.
Marmaduke: I'm Marmaduke, by the way. Mazie: Yikes. Immediately moving on...