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(BARKING)
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(CLOCK BELL TOLLING)
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PONGO: My story begins in London.
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Not so very long ago.
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And yet so much has happened
since then,
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that it seems more like an eternity.
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At that time, I lived with my pet
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in a bachelor flat just off Regent's Park.
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(PLAYING NOTES)
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It was a beautiful spring day,
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a tedious time of the year for bachelors.
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Oh. That's my pet, Roger.
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Roger Radcliffe, a musician of sorts.
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(CHUCKLES) No. No,
I'm the one with the spots.
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My name's Pongo.
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And you know, as far as I could see,
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the old notion that a
bachelor's life was so glamorous
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and carefree was all nonsense.
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It was downright dull.
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(SIGHS)
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It was plain to see that
my old pet needed someone.
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But if it were left up to Roger,
we'd be bachelors forever.
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He was married to his work.
Writing songs.
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Songs about romance, of all things,
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something he knew
absolutely nothing about.
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Oh, he's intelligent enough,
as humans go.
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And I think you could say
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that Roger is a rather handsome
animal in his way.
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I could see no reason why my pet
didn't deserve an attractive mate.
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At least, I was determined
to do my best.
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Of course, dogs are a pretty
poorjudge of human beauty.
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(SIGHS) But I had a rough idea
of what to look for.
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Hmm. Unusual breed.
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(CHUCKLES) Very unusual.
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(CHUCKLES) Oh, surely not.
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Well, now, what have we here?
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Hmm.
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Well, a little too short-coupled.
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Nope.
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I say... Oh, well I do say!
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Now, there's a fancy breed.
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Hmm... Perhaps a little too fancy.
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Yes. That's much too fancy.
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Too old.
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Too young.
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It was a problem. A real problem.
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Well, now that's a bit more like it!
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The most beautiful creature
on four legs.
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Oh, now, if only the girl...
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Well! She's very lovely, too.
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It was almost too good to be true.
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I'd never find another pair like that,
not if I looked for 100 years.
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Ah, they're heading for the park.
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A perfect meeting place,
if I could only arrange it.
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Uh-oh. But Roger never stopped
work till after 5:00.
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That would be too late.
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(BARKING)
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(MOANS, YAWNS)
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After 5:00 already.
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-Fancy that.
-(BARKING)
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All right, Pongo. All right, boy.
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(BARKING)
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(YIPPING)
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Pongo, boy, take it easy!
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What's all the hurry?
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(BARKING)
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Pongo, boy, slow down.
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I was afraid we'd missed them.
Perhaps they passed on by the park.
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Then suddenly, I spotted them.
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It was a perfect situation
if I planned it right.
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I couldn't depend on Roger.
I knew what he'd do.
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He'd settle on the grass,
puff his pipe and that would be it.
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No, it was all up to me.
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Well...
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At first I had no particular plan,
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just anything to attract attention.
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You know, stir things up a bit.
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Pongo, you silly old thing! Come on.
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Come on, let's have it, boy.
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-Pongo!
-(YIPPING)
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Pongo!
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(BARKING)
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PONGO: For a while, it seemed to work.
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At least they had seen one another.
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Things were going along first-rate.
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But for some strange reason they left!
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Come on, you old renegade.
We're going home.
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PONGO: But I wasn't giving up.
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I was determined that, somehow,
they just had to meet.
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-Oh!
-Oh!
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I beg your pardon.
I'm so sorry. Please excuse me.
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-I must say, what on earth!
-Oh, dear!
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Oh, really. Good heavens. Of all the...
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-Oh!
-Ah!
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(GASPING, COUGHING)
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Oh, my new spring suit and my new hat!
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ROGER: I'm terribly sorry.
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Please let me help you.
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I'm so sorry. Pongo, you...
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I don't know what's come over him.
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I'm terribly sorry.
He's never acted this way before.
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ANITA: Never mind. Never mind.
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Please, just go away.
You've done enough.
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Please? Oh.
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Oh, I say. Here, take mine.
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Oh.
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(BOTH GIGGLE)
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(BOTH LAUGHING)
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MAN: Wilt thou love her, comfort her,
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MAN: Wilt thou love her, comfort her,
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honour and keep her
in sickness and in health,
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and forsaking all others,
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keep thee only unto her so long
as ye both shall live?
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ROGER: I will.
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PONGO: For the first six months or so,
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we lived in a small house near the park,
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a modest little place,
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but just right for two couples
who were just starting out.
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(PIANO PLAYING)
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(SIGHS)
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Perdita, darling, are you all right?
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(CHUCKLE) Oh, of course, dear.
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After all, dogs were having puppies
long before our time.
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(CHUCKLES)
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(CHUCKLES)
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PONGO: Oh, that's Nanny,
a wonderful cook and housekeeper.
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a wonderful cook and housekeeper.
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She's such a kind, understanding soul.
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You know,
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at times she seems almost canine.
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Roger, dear,
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-tea time.
-(BARKING)
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Tea time!
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(BANGING ON DOOR)
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ROGER: (SINGING)
Be down in a minute
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Be down in a minute
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(PIANO MUSIC ENDS)
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(VOCALISING)
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(WHISTLING TUNE)
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(SINGING) Do you like my new song?
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(VOCALISING)
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(CHUCKLES)
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-Such clever lyrics.
-(CHUCKLE) Melody first, my dear.
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And then the lyrics, hmm?
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(BOTH LAUGH)
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(CAR HORN)
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Oh, Pongo, it's her. It's that devil woman.
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(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
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(CAR HORN)
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(TYRES SCREECHING)
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ROGER: Oh, must be Cruella,
your dearly devoted old school mate.
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your dearly devoted old school mate.
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Cruella De Vil.
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That's it!
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(SINGING) Cruella De Vil
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Cruella De Vil
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If she doesn't scare you
no evil thing will
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Oh, Roger.
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To see her is to take a sudden chill
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Oh!
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Cruella
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Cruella
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She's like a spider waiting for the kill
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(DOORBELL RINGS)
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Roger, she'll hear you.
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Look out for Cruella De Vil
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Let her in, Nanny.
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-Anita, darling!
-ANITA: How are you?
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-Anita, darling!
-ANITA: How are you?
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Miserable as usual. Perfectly wretched!
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Where are they? Where are they?
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For heaven sakes, where are they?
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-Who, Cruella?
-The puppies! The puppies.
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No time for games.
Where are the little brutes?
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(TRUMPET CONTINUES)
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It'll be at least three weeks.
No rushing these things.
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(CHUCKLE) Anita, you're such a wit.
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Here, dog, here.
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-Here, dog.
-(GROWLING)
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Cruella, isn't that a new fur coat?
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My only true love, darling.
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I live for furs. I worship furs!
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After all, is there a woman
in this wretched world who doesn't?
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Oh, I'd like a nice fur, but there
are many other things...
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Sweet, simple Anita. (CHUCKLE)
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I know, I know!
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This horrid little house
is your dream castle.
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And poor Roger is your bold
and fearless Sir Galahad!
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Oh, Cruella.
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Then of course you have your
little spotted friends.
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Oh, yes.
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Yes, I must say,
such perfectly beautiful coats.
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-Won't you have some tea?
-I've got to run.
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Let me know when the puppies arrive.
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-You will, won't you, dear?
-Yes, Cruella.
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Don't forget, it's a promise.
See you in three weeks. Cheerio.
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Cheerio, darling.
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Oh!
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(SINGING) At first you think
Cruella is a devil
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But after time has worn away the shock
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You come to realize
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You've seen her kind of eyes
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Watching you from underneath a rock
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You're no help.
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This vampire bat
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This inhuman beast
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She ought to be locked up
and never released
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The world was such
a wholesome place until
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Cruella
Cruella De Vil
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ANITA: Roger, you are an idiot!
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(LAUGHTER)
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-Perdy?
-That witch. That devil woman.
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She wants our puppies.
That's all she's after.
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Don't worry, Perdy. They're on to her.
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Nothing's going to happen
to our puppies.
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What does she want with them?
She can't possibly love them.
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Oh, Pongo.
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I was so happy at first, but now I...
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(CRYING)
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Oh, I...
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I wish we weren't having any.
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(THUNDER)
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PONGO: Poor Perdita.
Of course, she had no choice.
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Of course, she had no choice.
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The puppies arrived right on schedule,
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one wild and stormy night in October.
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(FOOTSTEPS)
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Steady, boy.
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NANNY: The puppies are here!
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Oh, the puppies are here!
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How many?
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-Eight.
-Eight?
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(BARKING)
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By George, Pongo! Eight puppies.
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Ten.
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-ANITA: Eleven.
-Eleven.
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-ANITA: Eleven.
-Eleven.
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Eleven? Eleven puppies, Pongo, boy.
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Wait a minute now, wait a minute, 13!
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No, no, no. Fourteen.
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-Oh, 15!
-ROGER: Fifteen?
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-Oh, 15!
-ROGER: Fifteen?
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And the mother's doing fine, love.
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You ducky thing, you.
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ROGER: Fifteen puppies?
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Why, Pongo, that's marvellous!
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It's fabulous!
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Why, you old rascal!
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Fourteen.
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Just 14.
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We lost one.
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Oh, poor little thing.
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Oh, Pongo, boy.
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It's just one of those things.
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(SIGHS)
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And yet...
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And yet I wonder.
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(THUNDER)
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Look, Pongo.
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Anita!
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Nanny. Fifteen!
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We still have 15!
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Oh, Roger, he's all right! Thank heaven.
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See? He's just as good as new.
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Can you imagine, Roger, 15 puppies!
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(THUNDER)
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Fifteen. Fifteen puppies!
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How marvellous.
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How marvellous, how perfectly... Ugh!
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The devil take it.
They're mongrels, no spots!
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No spots at all.
What a horrid little white rat.
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They're not mongrels!
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They'll get their spots.
Just wait and see.
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That's right. They'll have their
spots in a few weeks.
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Oh, well, in that case
I'll take them all. The whole litter.
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Just name your price, dear.
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I'm afraid we can't give them up.
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-Poor Perdita, she'd be heartbroken.
-Anita, don't be ridiculous.
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You can't afford to keep them.
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You can scarcely afford
to feed yourselves.
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I'm sure we'll get along.
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(CHUCKLE) Yes, I know. I know!
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Roger's... (CHUCKLES) Roger's songs!
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(LAUGHING)
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Enough of this nonsense.
I'll pay you twice what they're worth.
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Come now,
I'm being more than generous.
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Blast this pen.
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Blast this wretched, wretched pen! Ah!
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(NERVOUS CHUCKLE)
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When can the puppies
leave their mother?
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Two weeks? Three weeks?
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ROGER: Never.
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-What?
-We're not selling the puppies.
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Not a single one. Do you understand?
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Anita, is he serious?
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I really don't know Roger.
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-Cruella, he seems...
-Surely he must be joking!
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No, no, no. I mean it.
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You're, you're not getting one. Not one.
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And that's final.
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Why, you horrid man!
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You... You...
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All right, keep the little beasts
for all I care.
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Do as you like with them. Drown them!
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But I warn you, Anita, We're through.
I'm through with all of you!
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I'll get even. Just wait.
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You'll be sorry, you fools!
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You idiots!
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(DOOR SLAMS)
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(BARKING)
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Oh, Roger!
You were magnificent, darling.
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He was a bloomin' hero, ma'am!
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Indeed he was. A bloomin' hero!
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Perdy? Perdy, darling?
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We're keeping the puppies,
every single one of them.
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My ol' pet Roger,
he told that devil woman off.
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He told her off, Perdy. She's gone.
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-Darling, she's gone for good.
-Oh, Pongo.
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-Come on, Thunderbolt.
-Come on, Thunderbolt.
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Go get him, Thunder.
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(BARKING)
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After him, boy.
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He'll get that dirty ol' horse thief.
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Old Thunderbolt's the greatest dog
in the whole world.
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He's even better than Dad.
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No dog's better than Dad.
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What's he going to do, Dad?
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Shh. Shh. Let's just wait and see.
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PUPPY: Look at him, run the old coward.
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PUPPY: Look at him, run the old coward.
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That old dirty Dawson!
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The yellow-livered old skunk!
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(SNARLING)
I'd like to tear his gizzard out.
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PERDY: Why, Patch, where did
you ever hear such talk?
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you ever hear such talk?
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Certainly not from your mother.
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-Watch out, Thunder.
-PATCH: Don't worry, Penny.
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-Watch out, Thunder.
-PATCH: Don't worry, Penny.
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He'll get that yellow-livered...
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Well, he'll get him, all right.
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PUPPY: Lucky, get down.
We can't see. Get down.
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PUPPY: Lucky, get down.
We can't see. Get down.
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PUPPY 2: Mother, make him get down.
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Come on, Lucky. Down, dear.
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Missed him. Missed him by a mile.
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I'm hungry, mother. I'm hungry.
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Now, Rolly, you've just had your dinner.
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But I am, just the same.
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I'm so hungry I could eat
a whole elephant.
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ALL: Shh!
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PUPPY: There he is, behind that rock.
PUPPY: There he is, behind that rock.
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(GUNSHOT ON TV)
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Oh, dear. He shot poor Thunder.
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He missed him.
Ol' Thunder's pretending, I think.
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(WICKED LAUGHTER)
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PATCH: See? What did I tell you?
That's one of his tricks.
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That's one of his tricks.
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PUPPY: Lucky, get down.
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-(EVIL LAUGHTER)
-(WHIMPERING, YIPPING)
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-(BARKING)
-(GUNSHOT)
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(BARKING)
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I'm hungry, Mother. I really am.
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MAN ON TV: Don't miss next week's
episode. Who will triumph?
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MAN ON TV: Don't miss next week's
episode. Who will triumph?
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Ol' Thunder always wins!
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-(BARKS)
-And speaking of champions, friends,
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Kanine Krunchies is the champion
of all dog biscuits.
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(SINGING) Kanine Krunchies
can't be beat
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They make each meal a special treat
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Happy dogs are those who eat
nutritious Kanine Krunchies
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(JINGLE CONTINUES)
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Perdy, we better get these
little nippers off to bed
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if we're going for a W-A-L-K.
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-We want to go, too, Mother.
-Can we, Mother?
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We never get to go.
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Come along, children. Bedtime.
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But we're not a... (YAWNS) ... bit sleepy.
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We want to go for a walk in the park.
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-Dad, can we?
-Better do as your mother says.
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PONGO: One, two, three, four,
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five, six, seven,
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eight, nine, 10, 11, 12, 13...
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I'm not sleepy. I'm hungry.
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Fourteen.
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Hmm?
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(SINGING) So do what
all the smart dogs do
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And you'll feel great
the whole day through
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You can be a champion, too
if you eat Kanine Krunchies
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Remember, friends, just send five...
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Lucky, you little rascal, let's go.
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There they go, Horace, me lad,
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out for their evening constitutional.
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Oh. A lovely pair of turtledoves.
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Around the Johnny Horner
and off to the park.
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Yeah, I don't like it, Jasper.
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One more pinch and
they'll throw the keys away.
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Oh, come off it, Horace.
We're getting plenty of boodle.
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Yes, but I've been thinkin'.
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You've been thinkin'?
I warned you about thinkin'.
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I've got the knob for this job,
so let's get on with it.
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(ENGINE STARTS, SPUTTERING)
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Ah, nobody home but the little ol' cook.
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You just leave her to ol' Jasper.
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He can handle her real diplomatic-like.
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Yeah, but I still don't like it.
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Here, here. Patch, you settle down.
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(CHUCKLE)
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Oh, dear.
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Go to sleep now. Close your little eyes.
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-That's a good little one.
-(RINGING)
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(RINGING)
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Who do you suppose?
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Good evening, ma'am.
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We're here to inspect
the wiring and the switches.
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-We're from the gas company.
-Electric, electric.
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Electric company.
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But we didn't call for any inspection.
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Yes, I know. See, there's a new act
just been passed in Parliament.
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Under the heading of the "Defence of
the Realm Act." Article four, section 29.
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It's a law. And it's for your
own safety, ma'am.
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I don't care what Parliament Realm
or whatever it is says.
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You're not coming in here,
not with the Mister and Missus gone.
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Oh, now. Come off it, Ducky.
We got no time to palaver.
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We got a job to do. Excuse me!
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What's the matter with you two?
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You got cloth ears?
I said you're not coming in here!
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-Oh!
-Oh-ho-ho!
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She's a regular little tartar,
ain't she, Horace? (LAUGHS)
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Don't you dare go up there, you big,
long-legged lummox!
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Now I mean it. (PANTING)
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If you don't get out of this house,
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I'll call the police, I will.
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Now be off with you, you big weasel!
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Now you've been gone and done it.
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You've cut me to the quick, lady.
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Why, I wouldn't stay here
if you asked me.
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Not even for a cup of tea.
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Oy! Horace, me lad, I've got a sneaky
suspicion we're not welcome here.
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Pack up. We're leaving.
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Sharp's the word and quick's the action.
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Let me out! Help!
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I'll call the police. Help!
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-(CRASHING)
-(JASPER LAUGHING)
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-Goodnight, Ducky. Ta-ta!
-(FOOTSTEPS RETREATING)
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Those good-for-nothing hoodlums!
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Electric company. Hmph!
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(ENGINE SPUTTERING)
_________________________________
Nothing but common sneak thieves.
_________________________________
I'll bet they made off
with the good silver.
_________________________________
Why, I'll bet they took every last...
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(GASPS) The puppies!
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The puppies! They're gone!
Patch? Lucky? Rolly?
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Oh! They took the puppies!
_________________________________
Oh, whatever will I do?
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Those scoundrels!
They stole the puppies.
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Police? Help! The puppies.
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Police! Somebody help me!
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Help! Help! Help! (CRYING)
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CRUELLA: "Dognapping!" Tsk-tsk.
Can you imagine such a thing?
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"15 puppies stolen."
They are darling little things.
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Anita and her... (LAUGHS)
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And her bashful Beethoven!
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Pipe and all!
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Oh, Roger, you are a fool!
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-(LAUGHING)
-(PHONE RINGING)
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Hello?
_________________________________
Jasper! Jasper, you idiot!
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How dare you call here?
_________________________________
We don't want no more of this,
we want our boodle!
_________________________________
We'll settle for half!
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Not one shilling 'till the job's done.
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-Jasper! Jasper!
-CRUELLA: Do you understand?
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-Jasper! Jasper!
-CRUELLA: Do you understand?
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It's in the blinkin' papers,
pictures and all!
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Hang the papers!
It'll be forgotten tomorrow.
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-I don't like it.
-Shut up, you idiot!
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What?
_________________________________
JASPER: Not you, miss.
I mean Horace!
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I mean Horace!
_________________________________
Why, you imbecile!
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(PHONE RINGING)
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ROGER: Maybe Scotland Yard.
_________________________________
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Maybe they found something.
Hello, Inspector?
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-CRUELLA: Is Anita there?
-Who?
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-CRUELLA: Is Anita there?
-Who?
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-Anita!
-It's for you.
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-Hello?
-CRUELLA: Anita, darling.
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-Hello?
-CRUELLA: Anita, darling.
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-ANITA: Oh, Cruella.
-Oh, Anita.
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What a dreadful thing.
I just saw the papers.
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I couldn't believe it.
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ANITA: Yes, Cruella.
It was quite a shock.
It was quite a shock.
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-Is she calling to confess?
-Roger, please!
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ROGER: She's a sly one.
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ANITA: We're doing everything possible.
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CRUELLA: Have you called the police?
ANITA: Yes, Scotland Yard.
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-But I'm afraid...
-Where are they?
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-But I'm afraid...
-Where are they?
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You idiot!
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-CRUELLA: Anita!
-Sorry, Cruella.
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-CRUELLA: Anita!
-Sorry, Cruella.
_________________________________
Yes. If there's any news,
we'll let you know.
_________________________________
Thank you, Cruella.
_________________________________
Roger, I admit she's eccentric,
but she's not a thief.
_________________________________
She's still number one
suspect in my book!
_________________________________
She's been investigated
by Scotland Yard.
_________________________________
-What more do you want?
-ROGER: I don't know, darling.
_________________________________
-What more do you want?
-ROGER: I don't know, darling.
_________________________________
I don't know.
_________________________________
Oh, Rog. What'll we do?
_________________________________
What'll we do?
_________________________________
Perdy, I'm afraid it's all up to us.
_________________________________
Oh, Pongo. Isn't there any hope?
_________________________________
Well, yes. There's the twilight bark.
_________________________________
The twilight bark?
That's only a gossip chain.
_________________________________
Darling, it's the very fastest way
to send news.
_________________________________
If our puppies are anywhere in the city,
the London dogs will know.
_________________________________
We'll send the word tonight when our
pets take us for a walk in the park.
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
There's no one out tonight.
I'm afraid it's too cold.
_________________________________
We've got to keep trying, Perdy.
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(DISTANT BARKING)
_________________________________
Perdy, we're in luck!
_________________________________
It's the Great Dane at Hampstead.
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
-(YELPING)
-Pongo. Quiet, boy!
_________________________________
Do you want to stir up the whole
neighbourhood? Come on. Pongo.
_________________________________
-Perdy, come on!
-Let's go.
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-Pongo, you old idiot!
_________________________________
(HOWLING)
_________________________________
Come on, now. We're going home!
_________________________________
(HOWLING)
_________________________________
(PONGO BARKING, HOWLING)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(DISTANT BARKING)
_________________________________
(YIPPING)
_________________________________
What is it, Danny?
Who's on the telegraph?
_________________________________
It's Pongo, Regent's Park!
It's an all-dog alert.
_________________________________
What's it all about? What's the word?
Tell me, Danny! Tell me, tell me!
_________________________________
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
_________________________________
(DISTANT BARKING, HOWLING)
_________________________________
Well, now... Hmm, that is something.
_________________________________
What, Danny? What's something?
_________________________________
Fifteen Dalmatian puppies, stolen!
_________________________________
(GASPS) Have they called
the police? Scotland Yard?
_________________________________
The humans tried everything.
_________________________________
Now it's up to us dogs
and the twilight bark.
_________________________________
I'll sound the alert! (YIPPING)
_________________________________
(DEEP BARK)
_________________________________
(HOWLING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(BARKING, HOWLING)
_________________________________
Prissy, come in here!
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(YIPPING AND HOWLING)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-Coco!
_________________________________
Be quiet now!
_________________________________
(MANY DOGS BARKING, HOWLING)
_________________________________
MAN: Ah, shut up!
_________________________________
MAN: Ah, shut up!
_________________________________
Quiet!
_________________________________
(BARKING, HOWLING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
MAN: (SHOUTING) Will you be quiet?
_________________________________
MAN: (SHOUTING) Will you be quiet?
_________________________________
(DISTANT BARKING)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(HOWLING)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
Towser, what's going on?
_________________________________
What is it? What's all the gossip?
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT) 'Tain't no gossip,
Lucy. It be all the way from London.
_________________________________
-(GASPS) You don't say!
-Fifteen puppies stolen.
_________________________________
There's no puppies around here,
not since Nellie's last litter.
_________________________________
And they're all grown up.
_________________________________
Well, then,
we'd best send the word along.
_________________________________
It be up to me to reach the Colonel!
_________________________________
He be the only one in barking range.
_________________________________
You'll never reach him at this hour!
_________________________________
Well, I can try!
_________________________________
I'll bark all night if I have to.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
(BARKING, HOWLING)
_________________________________
(DISTANT BARKING)
_________________________________
Hmm...
_________________________________
Hmm... Sounds like old Towser.
_________________________________
It's an alert. Sergeant!
_________________________________
Sergeant Tibs! I say, Sergeant!
_________________________________
-(NEIGHING)
-(SCREECHING)
_________________________________
Oh, yes, Captain!
_________________________________
Barking signal. It's an alert.
Report to the Colonel at once.
_________________________________
Yes, sir. Right-o, sir. Right away, sir!
_________________________________
Colonel?
_________________________________
I say, Colonel! Colonel, sir? Colonel?
_________________________________
-Colonel?
-What? Who goes there?
_________________________________
Sergeant Tibs reporting, sir.
_________________________________
-Tibs? Tibs? Oh, yes, Sergeant Tibs!
-Colonel, sir...
_________________________________
Look here, Tibs. What's the idea
of barging in at this hour?
_________________________________
-But Colonel...
-Hold on, Sergeant.
_________________________________
-You hear that?
-(HOWLING)
_________________________________
-Sounds like an alert.
-Yes, Colonel.
_________________________________
We'd better look into it.
Come along, on the double.
_________________________________
Right-o, sir.
_________________________________
It's old Towser down
at Withermarsh, sir.
_________________________________
By Jove, yes! So it is. Hmm.
_________________________________
Well, I'll see what he wants.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
(BARKS, THEN HOWLS)
_________________________________
(BARKS, THEN HOWLS)
_________________________________
It be the Colonel. The old boy himself!
_________________________________
He wants the message.
_________________________________
You'd better make it loud
and clear or he'll never get it.
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
One long howl, two short.
_________________________________
-One yip and a woof.
-Two yips, sir.
_________________________________
-What's the word, Colonel?
-It's from London.
_________________________________
Then it must be important.
_________________________________
Yes, yes, I'll get the rest of it.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
(BARKS)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
Sounds like a number.
Three fives are 13...
_________________________________
(STAMMERS) That's 15, sir.
_________________________________
Fifteen, of course 15.
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
Yes, dot, spot, spotted puddings,
_________________________________
poodles...
_________________________________
No, no, puddles.
_________________________________
Puddles, sir?
_________________________________
Fifteen spotted puddles stolen.
_________________________________
Oh, balderdash.
_________________________________
Better double check it, Colonel.
_________________________________
(GRUMBLING)
_________________________________
Oh, yes, yes, I suppose I better.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT, BARKS)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
Two woofs, one yip and a woof.
_________________________________
It sounds like puppies, sir.
_________________________________
Of course, puppies.
_________________________________
Colonel, Colonel, sir, I just remembered.
_________________________________
Two nights past I heard puppy
barking over at Hell Hall.
_________________________________
You mean the old De Vil place?
(GRUMBLES)
_________________________________
Nonsense, Tibs!
No one's lived there for years.
_________________________________
Hold on! There's smoke coming
from the chimney!
_________________________________
By Jove, that's strange, strange indeed.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
I suppose we'd better investigate.
_________________________________
I'll send word for ol' Towser to stand by.
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
Please stand by.
_________________________________
-What's he mean by that?
-I don't know.
_________________________________
Oh, maybe the ol' boy's
found something!
_________________________________
Oh, I do hope so.
_________________________________
They say the ol' place is haunted or
bewitched or some such fiddle-faddle.
_________________________________
Fiddle-faddle and rot, sir.
_________________________________
COLONEL: Just the same,
use extreme caution.
_________________________________
use extreme caution.
_________________________________
No telling what sort of hocus-pocus
you might run into.
_________________________________
(GULPS)
_________________________________
Blast it all, Tibs. On the double, man.
_________________________________
-On the double.
-Yes, sir. Right away, sir.
_________________________________
Psst!
_________________________________
-(WHISPERING) Rover. Spotty.
-Hmm. What?
_________________________________
Are you one of the 15 stolen puppies?
_________________________________
No, we're not stolen.
We're bought and paid for.
_________________________________
There's 99 of us all together.
_________________________________
Ninety-nine!
_________________________________
How 'bout that bunch of little ones?
_________________________________
They have names and collars.
They're not from the pet shops.
_________________________________
-Fifteen of 'em.
-We never counted them.
_________________________________
They're over there by the TV.
_________________________________
-I'd better count 'em.
-Watch out for the Baduns.
_________________________________
Baduns?
_________________________________
PUPPY: Those two blokes,
Horace and Jasper.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Those two blokes,
Horace and Jasper.
_________________________________
They're mean ones, they are.
_________________________________
Hey, look, Horace!
_________________________________
Watch me pot His Lordship
smack on the conk.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
How's that for calling 'em, eh?
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) One, two,
_________________________________
-three, four, five, six...
-Hey, Jasper.
_________________________________
Come on, now, give us a swig,
_________________________________
just a short one.
_________________________________
Now, Horace, this hogwash ain't fit
for a fancy bloke like yourself.
_________________________________
Besides, you'd get crumbs in it,
you cabbage head!
_________________________________
All right.
_________________________________
Guzzle the whole works. I hope it
gives you collywobbles, that's what.
_________________________________
Hey, Jasper. Did you...
_________________________________
Let me see. Six, seven,
eight, nine, 10, 11...
_________________________________
Hey, get down, you runt!
_________________________________
And stay down!
_________________________________
(YIPPING)
_________________________________
Go on, get out of here
_________________________________
or I'll black your other peeper.
_________________________________
Where was I? Nine...
_________________________________
Nine, three more.
_________________________________
Twelve and... One, two, three. That's 15!
_________________________________
They're the ones!
_________________________________
(SCREECHING)
_________________________________
(SPUTTERS) Blimey!
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-What the...
_________________________________
Horace, look what we got! A tabby cat!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
How'd you like a tabby cat stew?
_________________________________
Or a cat casserole?
_________________________________
La mode.
_________________________________
(CHIMING)
_________________________________
(DOG BARKING)
_________________________________
(SECOND DOG BARKING)
_________________________________
-What is it, Pongo? What is it?
-Shh. It's the Great Dane.
_________________________________
He has news for us.
He'll meet us at Primrose Hill.
_________________________________
-How'll we get out?
-Uh, the back bedroom window.
_________________________________
It's always open a wee bit. Come on.
_________________________________
-(DEEP BARK)
-(BARKING)
_________________________________
Pongos, you've made it. Good.
_________________________________
-What's the word? What's the news?
-Have they found our puppies?
_________________________________
They've been located
somewhere north of here,
_________________________________
-in Suffolk.
-Oh, thank heaven.
_________________________________
-Can you leave tonight?
-We can leave right away.
_________________________________
I'll go along as far as Camden Road
and give you instructions.
_________________________________
(FOGHORN BLOWS)
_________________________________
GREAT DANE: When you reach
Withermarsh, contract old Towser.
_________________________________
_________________________________
He'll direct you to the Colonel
and the Colonel will take you
_________________________________
to your puppies at the De Vil place.
_________________________________
-De Vil!
-The De Vil place!
_________________________________
Oh, Pongo, it was her!
_________________________________
Oh, someone you know?
_________________________________
Sorry, sir. There's no time to explain.
_________________________________
Oh, I hope we're not too late.
_________________________________
Good luck, Pongos. (ECHOING)
_________________________________
If you lose your way,
contact the barking chain.
_________________________________
They'll be standing by!
_________________________________
(HORN HONKING)
_________________________________
(WIND HOWLING)
_________________________________
Any news, Colonel?
_________________________________
Not a blasted thing.
_________________________________
They're lost or captured,
or something or other.
_________________________________
-Who knows what.
-Colonel, here comes a car.
_________________________________
COLONEL: Come now, Tibs.
Don't be ridiculous.
_________________________________
Don't be ridiculous.
_________________________________
-They wouldn't be driving.
-Yes, I know, sir.
_________________________________
But it's heading for Hell Hall.
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
It's stopping at the gate!
_________________________________
It is? Blast it all! Better see what's up.
_________________________________
-On the double, man. On the double!
-Yes, sir.
_________________________________
Take over, Captain.
_________________________________
Right-o, sir.
_________________________________
MAN ON TV: I'm sorry, Mr. Simpkins.
The answer's no, no, no.
_________________________________
MAN ON TV: I'm sorry, Mr. Simpkins.
The answer's no, no, no.
_________________________________
Six down, four to go.
_________________________________
I've got no time to argue.
It's got to be done tonight.
_________________________________
It must be a yes or no
question, Inspector.
_________________________________
Do you understand? Tonight!
_________________________________
HORACE: But they ain't big enough.
_________________________________
_________________________________
You couldn't get half a dozen coats
out of the whole caboodle.
_________________________________
Coats! Dog-skin coats?
_________________________________
Then we'll settle for half a dozen!
We can't wait.
_________________________________
The police are everywhere.
I want the job done tonight!
_________________________________
How're we gonna do it?
_________________________________
Any way you like.
Poison them, drown them.
_________________________________
Bash them in the head.
You got any chloroform?
_________________________________
-Not a drop.
-And no ether, ei-ther.
_________________________________
Eye-ther!
_________________________________
I don't care how you kill the little beasts,
but do it, and do it now!
_________________________________
JASPER: Aw, please, miss. Have pity.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Can't we see the rest of the show first?
_________________________________
HORACE: We want to see
What's My Crime?
_________________________________
What's My Crime?
_________________________________
(GASPING, COUGHING)
_________________________________
Listen, you idiots!
_________________________________
I'll be back in the morning.
The job better be done,
_________________________________
or I'll call the police!
_________________________________
Do you understand?
_________________________________
I think she means it.
_________________________________
Ah... We'll get on with it,
_________________________________
as soon as the show's over.
_________________________________
Will you please sign in, sir?
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) You'd better get out
of here if you want to save your skins.
_________________________________
-But how?
-Shh.
_________________________________
There's a hole in the wall
there by the door.
_________________________________
Come on, shake a leg.
_________________________________
Psst! Kids, follow me.
_________________________________
HORACE: Hey, Jasper, look!
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
It's old Meathead.
_________________________________
Yeah, what do you know,
old Meathead Fauncewater.
_________________________________
Come on, don't crowd.
_________________________________
One at a time. One at a time!
_________________________________
For our last contestant,
_________________________________
meet Mr. Percival Fauncewater.
_________________________________
If the panel fails to guess your
unusual crime in ten questions,
_________________________________
you will receive two weeks
vacation at a seaside resort,
_________________________________
all expenses paid.
_________________________________
That is, after you've paid
your debt to society.
_________________________________
Who will take the first question?
Inspector?
_________________________________
Mr Fauncewater, could your crime
be classified as larceny?
_________________________________
-A theft, burglary?
-Straighten out!
_________________________________
Form a queue, along the wall.
Snap it up, faster.
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: Mr. Fauncewater
is a burglar by trade,
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: Mr. Fauncewater
is a burglar by trade,
_________________________________
but in this case,
his crime was not burglary.
_________________________________
The answer's no. One down,
_________________________________
nine to go. Miss Birdwell?
_________________________________
If your crime wasn't robbery, did you,
_________________________________
oh, dear, what I mean is,
_________________________________
do something of a
violent nature, that is...
_________________________________
Come, Miss Birdwell,
we're running short of time.
_________________________________
MISS BIRDWELL: So sorry.
Did you do someone in?
_________________________________
Did you do someone in?
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: No, Miss Birdwell,
I'm sorry. The answer is no.
_________________________________
I'm sorry. The answer is no.
_________________________________
Two down, eight to go.
_________________________________
-Mr. Simpkins?
-Psst!
_________________________________
Hey, kid, let's go.
_________________________________
MR. SIMPKINS: Could it be a
violation of a city ordinance?
_________________________________
MR. SIMPKINS: Could it be a
violation of a city ordinance?
_________________________________
Uh, no. The answer is...
_________________________________
Hey, get out of the way, you little runt!
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: Three down,
seven to go. Inspector?
_________________________________
GAME SHOW HOST: Three down,
seven to go. Inspector?
_________________________________
INSPECTOR:
Very confusing, I must say.
_________________________________
Very confusing, I must say.
_________________________________
Surely, this crime could...
_________________________________
(BUZZER RINGS)
_________________________________
I'm terribly sorry. We've run out of time.
_________________________________
JASPER: Ain't that always the way!
_________________________________
Would it be possible for Mr Fauncewater
_________________________________
to come back next week?
_________________________________
Then we could finish our little game.
_________________________________
Good night, audience.
See you next week at this same time
_________________________________
on What's My Crime?
_________________________________
Ah. Oh, well.
_________________________________
Come on, Horace. Let's get on with it.
_________________________________
I'll pop 'em on the head,
you do the skinnin'.
_________________________________
No, you don't, Jasper!
_________________________________
I'll pop 'em off and you do the skinnin'.
_________________________________
Horace, look!
_________________________________
They're gone. They flew the coop,
_________________________________
right out through this hole.
Here, grab a torch.
_________________________________
We'll run 'em down before
you can say "Bob's your uncle."
_________________________________
(WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
JASPER: There they go, Horace,
up the stairs.
_________________________________
up the stairs.
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
Here, puppies.
_________________________________
(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
Here, puppies! Come on now.
_________________________________
Don't go hiding from ol' Uncle Jasper.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Oh, I ain't gonna hurt ya.
_________________________________
I thought we was gonna pop 'em off.
_________________________________
Shh! Shut up.
_________________________________
Take a squint in there.
I'll check these other two rooms.
_________________________________
(WHISTLING) Here, puppies.
_________________________________
Puppies, come on out.
Come out wherever you are.
_________________________________
(SCREECHING)
_________________________________
-Horace! Ooh!
-(YIPPING)
_________________________________
It's that mangy tabby cat!
He's the ringleader!
_________________________________
Head 'em off, Horace! Head 'em...
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
You bungling blockhead!
_________________________________
Back here! Back here!
_________________________________
Shh! Here they come.
_________________________________
Double-crossin' little twerps,
pulling a snitch on us!
_________________________________
After we took care of 'em.
There's gratitude for you.
_________________________________
It ain't fair, Jasper.
_________________________________
(YELPING)
_________________________________
Horace, there they go!
_________________________________
Sergeant? I say, Sergeant.
_________________________________
No time to explain. Busy, sir.
_________________________________
Shut that door, Horace!
_________________________________
We'll close in on 'em.
Enough of this Ring Around the Rosy.
_________________________________
Oh, Pongo, I'm afraid we're lost.
_________________________________
It can't be far. (BARKING)
_________________________________
By Jove! It can't be the Pongos.
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(SPUTTERING, THEN HOWLS)
_________________________________
It's the Colonel. This way.
_________________________________
(COLONEL CONTINUES BARKING)
_________________________________
Colonel? Are you the Colonel?
_________________________________
Oh, Pingo! (STAMMERING) Pongo?
_________________________________
Our puppies, are they all right?
_________________________________
No time to explain. There's trouble.
_________________________________
A big hullabaloo. Come along!
_________________________________
Follow me!
_________________________________
JASPER: (CHUCKLES) Now we've got
'em, Horace. They've run out of room.
_________________________________
What have we got here?
A couple of spotted hyenas?
_________________________________
Come on, Horace. Give 'em what for.
_________________________________
I'm right behind ya, lad.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS) Oh!
_________________________________
You clumsy clod!
_________________________________
Hey! I'll knock the spots off you. Let go!
_________________________________
Let go!
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Well, by George!
_________________________________
(YELPS)
_________________________________
You mangy mongrel!
_________________________________
I'll knock your blinkin' block off.
_________________________________
(SHOUTS)
_________________________________
Blast 'em, Tibs. Give 'em what for.
_________________________________
No, Colonel. Retreat, retreat!
_________________________________
Yes. Yes, of course. Retreat!
_________________________________
Retreat, on the double!
_________________________________
Help, Jasper! Get me out of here!
_________________________________
Horace, they're fighting dirty!
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
Jasper!
_________________________________
Horace!
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Come on, Perdy. Let's go.
_________________________________
I'll skin every one
of them spotted hyenas
_________________________________
if it's the last thing I do.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Dad! Mother!
_________________________________
PUPPY: Dad! Mother!
_________________________________
-I missed you, Mommy.
-Here we are, Mommy.
_________________________________
Oh, my darlings, my darlings!
_________________________________
How'd you find us, Dad?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Lucky, Patch, Pepper!
_________________________________
Hi, Freckles.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Oh, Daddy.
_________________________________
PUPPY: Oh, Daddy.
_________________________________
And Rolly, you rascal!
_________________________________
Did you bring me anything to eat?
_________________________________
Everybody here? All 15?
_________________________________
Twice that many, Dad.
Now there's 99 of us!
_________________________________
What? Ninety-nine?
_________________________________
Where did they all come from?
_________________________________
PERDY: What would she want
with so many?
_________________________________
with so many?
_________________________________
She's gonna make coats out of us.
_________________________________
-She couldn't!
-That's right, dog-skin coats.
_________________________________
Oh, dog-skin coats! Come now, Tibs!
_________________________________
But it's true, sir.
_________________________________
Horace and Jasper were gonna
pop us off and skin us!
_________________________________
She's a devil, a witch! What'll we do?
_________________________________
We have to get back
to London somehow.
_________________________________
What about the others? What'll they do?
_________________________________
Perdy, we'll take them home
with us, all of them.
_________________________________
Our pets would never turn them out.
_________________________________
Colonel, sir, lights on the road.
_________________________________
It's a truck headin' this way.
_________________________________
TIBS: It's the Baduns,
Horace and Jasper.
_________________________________
Horace and Jasper.
_________________________________
They're following our tracks.
_________________________________
We've got 'em outnumbered, Tibs.
_________________________________
When I give the signal, we'll attack.
_________________________________
Colonel, sir, I'm afraid
that would be disastrous.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT) Oh, you think so?
_________________________________
He's right. We'd better run for it.
_________________________________
Out the back way, across the pasture.
_________________________________
Thank you, Sergeant, Colonel, Captain.
_________________________________
-Bless you all.
-How can we ever repay you?
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT) Nothing at all.
All in the line of duty.
_________________________________
That's right, sir, routine.
_________________________________
Better be off. Here they come.
_________________________________
Come on, kids, hurry.
_________________________________
-Good luck, Pongos.
-COLONEL: And never fear.
_________________________________
-Good luck, Pongos.
-COLONEL: And never fear.
_________________________________
We'll hold them off 'til the bitter end.
_________________________________
(NEIGHING)
_________________________________
Now, what's this?
_________________________________
Out of my way, you barkin' haystack.
_________________________________
Or I'll knock your blinkin' block off!
_________________________________
(BARKING AND GROWLING)
_________________________________
They ain't in here, Jasper.
_________________________________
JASPER: They're hiding in the hay.
_________________________________
Give me a match. We'll burn 'em out.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Ready, Captain. Aim.
_________________________________
Fire one.
_________________________________
(CRASH)
_________________________________
Fire two.
_________________________________
Hey, there they go, the little sneaks.
_________________________________
Come on, back to the truck.
We'll head 'em off in half a mile.
_________________________________
(TYRES SCREECH)
_________________________________
They gotta be around here somewhere.
_________________________________
-HORACE: I've been thinkin'.
-Now, Horace.
_________________________________
-HORACE: I've been thinkin'.
-Now, Horace.
_________________________________
What if they went down
the froze-up creek,
_________________________________
so's not to leave their tracks?
_________________________________
Horace, you idiot!
_________________________________
Dogs ain't that smart.
_________________________________
(ENGINE STARTS)
_________________________________
All clear, Perdy.
_________________________________
-All clear.
-We gave 'em the slip! Didn't we, Dad?
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They didn't even see us, Patch!
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PERDY: Shh, children. Children, shh.
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My feet are slippery.
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I wish we could walk on the snow.
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(CHUCKLING) No, son,
we can't leave tracks.
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(HONKING, TYRES SCREECHING)
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Well, any sign of them?
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Not so much as one bloomin' footprint.
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And we've been up and down
every road in the county.
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We're froze stiff. We're givin' up.
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Oh, no, you don't!
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We'll find the little mongrels
if it takes till next Christmas.
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Now get going! Watch your driving,
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you imbeciles! Do you wanna
get nabbed by the police?
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(WIND HOWLING)
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Ninety-three,
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94, 95, 96,
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97,
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98...
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Oh, Lucky!
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Come on, Lucky, boy.
We can't give up now.
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I'm tired and I'm hungry
and my tail's froze,
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and my nose is froze
and my ears are froze.
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And my toes are froze.
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(BARKING)
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COLLIE: Pongo!
_________________________________
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Pongo! Pongo!
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We'd just about lost hope.
We have shelter for you,
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at the dairy barn across the road.
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Oh, thank goodness.
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Perdy! Perdy!
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This way, Perdy.
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-The dairy barn across the road.
-Come on, kids.
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It's not far. Come on, this way.
Follow the collie.
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Just look, Queenie.
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-Have you ever seen so many puppies?
-Aren't they adorable!
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-Perfectly darling.
-The poor dears.
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They're completely worn out
and half frozen!
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They all here, Pongo?
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Yes, dear. All 99 accounted for.
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The famous Pongos.
We were so worried about you.
_________________________________
Been trying to reach you.
Afraid you'd been captured.
_________________________________
How did you make it all this way?
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-And in such dreadful weather.
-With all those little ones.
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I'm hungry, Mother. I'm hungry.
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-I'm hungry, too.
-Mother, we're hungry.
_________________________________
-We're all hungry.
-I'm sorry, children.
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Do they like warm milk? It's fresh.
_________________________________
-Where is it?
-Where is the milk?
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Come and get it, kids. It's on the house.
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This way, children. Around this way.
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Don't crowd. You'll have to take turns.
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Rolly, wait your turn, dear.
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Don't worry, kids. There's plenty for all.
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Ooh! The little darlings.
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Pongo, a few scraps I saved
_________________________________
-for you and the missus.
-Oh, thank you.
_________________________________
It's not much, but it might hold
you as far as Dinsford.
_________________________________
Huh? Dinsford?
_________________________________
There's a Labrador there.
His pet is a grocer.
_________________________________
Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
_________________________________
Quite all right.
_________________________________
Get some rest and don't worry.
I'll be standing watch.
_________________________________
I don't know what we'd have done if...
_________________________________
-We're honoured to be of service.
-We're sorry we can't do more.
_________________________________
DUCHESS: Anyone who would think
of hurting these puppies...
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-Shh! Duchess!
-PRINCESS: They're so dear.
of hurting these puppies...
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-Shh! Duchess!
-PRINCESS: They're so dear.
_________________________________
I wish they could stay
with us for always.
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QUEENIE: Princess, shh!
Quiet, everyone.
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Quiet, everyone.
_________________________________
Let them sleep, the poor things.
_________________________________
They're so exhausted and they still
have such a long way to go.
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(HONKING)
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(HONKING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
Hurry, kids. Hurry!
_________________________________
(HONKING)
_________________________________
(TYRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
Well now, what have we here?
_________________________________
Well, so they thought
they could outwit Cruella.
_________________________________
(HONKING)
_________________________________
Jasper! Horace!
_________________________________
Here's their tracks
heading for the village.
_________________________________
Blimey! It's them, all right.
_________________________________
Work your way south on the side roads.
I'll take the main road.
_________________________________
See you in Dinsford!
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
Pongo, I've got a ride home for you.
_________________________________
A ride home? Perdy, did you hear that?
_________________________________
For all of us?
_________________________________
You mean we don't have
to walk any more?
_________________________________
If we can manage it. We'd better hurry.
_________________________________
We've got a ride home!
Come on, children.
_________________________________
See the van down the street?
_________________________________
It's going to London as soon
as the engine's repaired.
_________________________________
And there's room for all of you.
_________________________________
PERDY: Pongo, there's Cruella.
_________________________________
_________________________________
Yes,
_________________________________
and Jasper and Horace.
_________________________________
PERDY: Pongo,
how will we get to the van?
_________________________________
how will we get to the van?
_________________________________
PONGO: I don't know, Perdy.
_________________________________
_________________________________
But somehow we've got to.
_________________________________
LUCKY: Mother, Dad,
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Patch pushed me in the fireplace.
-Lucky pushed me first.
_________________________________
-Did not. Did not.
-Did, too. Did, too.
_________________________________
Did not!
_________________________________
-Please, children, don't quarrel.
-Say...
_________________________________
Perdy, I've got an idea.
_________________________________
Pongo, what on earth...
_________________________________
Look, I'm a Labrador!
_________________________________
We'll all roll in soot. We'll be Labradors.
_________________________________
Say, that is an idea!
_________________________________
Come on, kids! Roll in the soot.
_________________________________
You mean, you want us to get dirty?
_________________________________
Did you hear that, Freckles?
Dad wants us to get dirty.
_________________________________
-Mother, should we?
-Do as your father says.
_________________________________
-This'll be fun.
-I always wanted to get good and dirty.
_________________________________
(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
PONGO: That's the stuff.
The blacker the better.
_________________________________
The blacker the better.
_________________________________
-I'm ready.
-Me, too.
_________________________________
How's this, Dad?
_________________________________
Wait. That's enough.
Not too many at a time.
_________________________________
Uh-oh. Rolly, hold on.
You're only half done.
_________________________________
Now, stay right with me.
_________________________________
(GIGGLES) We're gonna fool
the ol' mad lady.
_________________________________
Pongo,
_________________________________
I'm so afraid.
_________________________________
Look, Jasper.
_________________________________
Do you suppose
they disguised themselves?
_________________________________
Say now, Horace.
That's just what they did.
_________________________________
Dogs is always
painting theirselves black!
_________________________________
You idiot!
_________________________________
Well, so far so good.
_________________________________
Come on, Perdy.
Better get on your make-up.
_________________________________
I'll go ahead with the next bunch.
_________________________________
CRUELLA: Jasper! Horace!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Well?
-Aw, now be reasonable, miss.
_________________________________
HORACE: We're froze clean
to our bones.
_________________________________
to our bones.
_________________________________
We've been out all night and all day,
with nothin' to eat.
_________________________________
They're somewhere in this village,
and we're going to find them.
_________________________________
Now get going!
_________________________________
-Do you think they've seen us?
-(ENGINE STARTS)
_________________________________
No, but we're running out of time.
_________________________________
Try 'er again, mate.
_________________________________
Hurry, Perdy. The van's about to leave.
_________________________________
Better hurry.
_________________________________
I'll get the rest.
_________________________________
That ought to do her.
She'll get you back to London.
_________________________________
Better get aboard, miss.
_________________________________
Hey, Jasper.
_________________________________
(WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
Come on, Horace.
_________________________________
Hurry, kids!
_________________________________
Come on, kids. Run on ahead.
_________________________________
-She's watching us, Dad.
-Keep going.
_________________________________
It can't be!
_________________________________
It's impossible!
_________________________________
LABRADOR: Run for it!
_________________________________
_________________________________
-Jasper! Horace!
-(HONKING)
_________________________________
Jasper!
_________________________________
There they go! In the van.
_________________________________
After them! After them!
_________________________________
(BARKING AND GROWLING)
_________________________________
Pongo! There she is, Cruella.
_________________________________
Hey, lady, what in thunder
are you tryin' to do?
_________________________________
Crazy woman driver!
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
Pongo, look!
_________________________________
Jasper!
_________________________________
Ain't nothin' to it.
_________________________________
I'll give him a nudge
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
and shove him in the dirt.
_________________________________
Perdy, watch out!
_________________________________
-Jasper!
-Horace!
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
You idiots!
_________________________________
You fools!
_________________________________
(SOBBING) You imbeciles!
_________________________________
-Ah, shut up!
-(SOBBING)
_________________________________
WOMAN ON RADIO: (SINGING)
You've seen her kind of eyes
_________________________________
WOMAN ON RADIO: (SINGING)
You've seen her kind of eyes
_________________________________
Watching you from underneath a rock
_________________________________
Cruella De Vil
_________________________________
Cruella De
_________________________________
Roger, after all, that's your first big hit.
_________________________________
It's made more money
than we ever dreamed of.
_________________________________
Yes, I know.
_________________________________
I still can't believe that
Pongo and Perdy would run away.
_________________________________
Here's a bit of Christmas cheer for you,
_________________________________
if there's anything to be cheerful about.
_________________________________
Oh, the dear little things.
_________________________________
(SNIFFLING)
_________________________________
Sometimes at night
I can hear them barking.
_________________________________
(DISTANT BARKING)
_________________________________
But it always turns out I'm dreaming.
_________________________________
(LOUDER BARKING)
_________________________________
ANITA: Roger, what on earth...
_________________________________
_________________________________
ROGER: They're Labradors!
_________________________________
_________________________________
No, no. They're covered with soot.
_________________________________
Look, here's Lucky!
_________________________________
Pongo, boy, is that you?
_________________________________
Oh, Pongo, Pongo! Ho-ho, it's Pongo!
_________________________________
And Perdy, my darling.
_________________________________
And Patch, and Rolly,
_________________________________
and Penny, and Freckles.
_________________________________
(GIGGLING) They're all here,
the little dears.
_________________________________
-It's a miracle!
-What a wonderful Christmas present!
_________________________________
And look, there's a whole lot more!
_________________________________
ROGER: Look, Anita,
puppies everywhere.
_________________________________
puppies everywhere.
_________________________________
ANITA: There must be 100!
_________________________________
_________________________________
One, two, three and four, is seven.
_________________________________
Two, four, six, and three is nine,
plus two is 11.
_________________________________
-Thirty-six over here.
-Thirty-six and 11, that's 47!
_________________________________
-Eighteen, Roger.
-That's 65!
_________________________________
Ten, 11, 12, 13!
_________________________________
Wait a minute, six more.
_________________________________
Let's see, that's 84.
_________________________________
And 15 plus two, 101!
_________________________________
A hundred and one?
Where did they come from?
_________________________________
Oh, Pongo, you old rascal!
_________________________________
-What'll we do with them?
-We'll keep 'em.
_________________________________
-In this little house?
-We'll buy a big place in the country.
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
We'll have a plantation,
a Dalmatian plantation.
_________________________________
Roger, that's truly an inspiration.
_________________________________
It'll be a sensation!
_________________________________
We'll have a Dalmatian plantation.
_________________________________
A Dalmatian plantation, I say.
_________________________________
(SINGING) We'll have a
Dalmatian plantation
_________________________________
Where our population can roam
_________________________________
I'm hungry.
_________________________________
In this new location
Our whole aggregation
_________________________________
Will love our plantation home
_________________________________
(HOWLING IN MELODY)
_________________________________
(YIPPING)
_________________________________
Dalmatian plantation home
_________________________________
(BARKING)
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(MORE DOGS BARKING)
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(MANY DOGS BARKING)
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