101 Dalmatians

CHURCH BELLS TOLL

MILKMAN WHISTLES

BOTTLES CLINK

ALARM RINGS

ALARM STOPS

SOFT SNORING

LOUD BARK

BARKS

-TV:

-'We hear of illegal poaching of endangered animals in the wild,

'but never of animals in captivity being slaughtered for its pelt.

'Animal protection groups that monitor game contraband told us

'that a white Siberian tiger is so rare that the offer of a pelt

'would draw the law's attention.

'Shortly before dawn this morning, London Zoo security discovered

'the excoriated carcass of its prised female Siberian tiger, Sue Ling.

-GROWLS

-'Police believe the crime was done for a private collector.'

How horrible. Who'd do a thing like that?

'If this can happen in a zoo,

'we must ask ourselves if any animal in the world is safe.

'This is Tim Ryan, reporting from London Zoo.'

YELPS

THEY BARK

Another bad day for the animal kingdom.

Oh! One day, very soon, Pongo, I am going to make a sale.

Otherwise, I'll be eating your table scraps.

WHINES

WHIMPERS

Oh! I was exaggerating!

Well. Shall we?

It's not that bad. But it's important this meeting goes well.

I tend to get a little nervous in meetings

and say and do things I shouldn't.

The next thing we know, it's freelancing.

BARKS

ELECTRONIC MUSIC AND YAPPING

(He has the best instincts in the industry.

(Since he was six, he's picked the top-selling game every year.)

COMPUTER: "ARGHHHH!"

Well?

What do you think?

Quite good graphics, entertaining premise, well-conceived dogs

and engaging environments.

But I don't want a game with a chubby dog-catcher as the bad guy.

Even girls won't like this game.

Sorry, mate.

Wait! Herbert! What if you could really hate the villain?

It's not hatred that's important.

It's the desire to annihilate.

Top of the morning, ma'am.

Miss De Vil's office. Could you hold, please?

Good morning. Miss De Vil's office.

Good morning, Miss De Vil.

Good morning, Miss De Vil.

Good morning, ma'am.

GASPS

Anita, darling!

Oh! Good morning, Cruella.

What a charming dog!

-Thank you.

-Spots?

Yes. She's a dalmatian.

-Inspiration?

-Yes.

Long hair, or short?

-Short.

-Coarse, or fine?

-It is a little coarse.

-Pity.

It was fine when she was a puppy.

Redemption! We need to have a little girl talk.

Come to my office.

Bring the drawing.

Now, darling, tell me more about these spots.

I did leopard spots in the '80s.

These spots are different.

-Cosy.

-Cuddly.

-Classic.

-Less trashy.

Exactly! Do you like spots, Frederick?

No, madam. I thought we liked stripes, this year.

What kind of sycophant are you?!

Um... What kind of sycophant would you like me to be?

Frederick?

I'm beginning to see spots!

What would it cost to redo next year's line?

-Millions.

-Can we afford it?

Yes, but...

Thank you. Go away.

I have to talk to Anita. Alonzo?!

Did you ask Anita if she'd like a drink?

Oh, I'm fine, thank you.

Sit down, please.

How long have you been working for me?

Two years, last August.

And you've done wonderful work.

Thank you!

I don't see you socially, do I?

-No.

-You're not very well-known, despite your obvious talent.

Well, notoriety doesn't mean much to me.

Your work is fresh and clean. Unfettered, unpretentious.

It sells. One day, my competitors will realise who you are

and try to steal you away.

I wouldn't leave for another job.

Really? Why would you leave?

I don't know.

If I met someone and working here didn't fit in with our plans.

Marriage?

Perhaps.

More good women have been lost to marriage

than to war, famine, disease and disaster.

You have talent. Don't squander it.

I don't think it's something we need worry about.

I don't have any prospects!

Thank God!

I should get back to work.

Yes. Please do.

Alonzo!

The drawing.

Take the drawing from Anita and hand it to me! Is that difficult?!

Thank you. Now, go!

Stand somewhere till I need you.

I look wonderful in spots.

However, I would like to make one small change.

We could do this in linen.

It would be stunning in fur.

For the Chesterton Trials in April, fur would be inappropriate.

But it's my only true love, darling.

I live for fur. I worship fur.

Is there a woman in all this wretched world who doesn't?

Give it to Anita!

< CHUCKLES

It is rather amusing, isn't it?

What is?

If we make this coat, it would be as if I were wearing your dog!

SHE CHUCKLES

Woof! Woof!

LAUGHTER ECHOES

SLOW, ROMANTIC MUSIC

Oh, sorry, Pongo! I didn't mean to take so long.

If I could just sell a game, we might be able to get a car.

PONGO!

PONGO!

PONGO! SLOW DOWN!

Look out!

SLOW DOWN!

-PONGO!

-Hey!

PONGO! PONGO! PONGO!

CAR HORNS HOOT

PONGO!

ARGHHHHHH!

NO! PONGO!

STOP!

CAR HORNS AND SCREECHING TYRES

PONGO!

PONGO!

ARGHHHHHH!

DUCKS QUACK

I don't think he wanted to do that.

There you go, Perdy.

BARKS

Oh, stop it! OK. Go!

Go fetch it! Good girl! Come on! Bring it back.

Come here! Come here!

Yeah!

Good girl! OK!

Oh. Come on. Let's go again.

PONGO!

BICYCLE RATTLES

PONGO!

BARKS

Hello! Who are you?

SQUELCHING

PERDY YELPS AND GROWLS

I got ya!

Very smart(!) Very funny(!) Everybody had a good laugh.

Let go of that dog!

Stay out of this, lady.

Stop, or I'll hit you!

It's a bad day to threaten me.

I don't care. I'll hit you anyway.

Whatever.

I gave you a good warning.

I've had...

Now, release my dog or I'll hit you again.

Your dog?!

Yes. That is my dog. Let her go!

DOG WHIMPERS

Excuse me.

He's a she.

Hello, Pongo.

Beg your pardon, ma'am. I'm sorry. My mistake.

What have you got in that purse of yours? Rocks?

No. Bricks. I've been paving my garden.

If I see a discarded brick, I pick it up.

How many did you find today?

Three.

That's what I'd have guessed(!)

Why are you all wet?

I went swimming in the pond.

You shouldn't. The water's filthy.

And it tastes like fish.

You lost a shoe. Did you know that?

Yes. I noticed it, running down the gravel path(!)

I'm sorry! I thought if you were silly enough to swim in that pond,

you might not realise you'd lost a shoe.

I crashed my bike in the pond.

The only uninjured part of my body was my head.

Thanks to you, I have the complete set of bodily injuries.

THEY LAUGH

Nice being assaulted by you, Ms...?

My name's Anita. Yours is Roger.

I read it on your dog's ID tag.

Oh! Yes. Well, nice meeting you. I hope I didn't alarm you.

No. That's fine, since...we both have a fondness for dalmatians.

Yes. BARKING

WHIMPERING

They certainly have a fondness for each other, don't they?

Yeah.

Well, Pongo...

your roving eye has gotten me in enough trouble for one day.

Why don't you come home?

Are you OK? Perhaps you should call your doctor.

Fine. Good luck with your bricks.

If you have a concussion, you shouldn't be alone.

Pongo, you could have gotten me killed.

You risk losing me for a frolic with a female?

Come on!

Jolly nice human. Don't you think?

Fools aren't born, Pongo. Pretty girls make them in their spare time.

Shall we?

Come on.

Excuse me. Sorry. Thank you.

BRASS BAND PLAYS "DAISY, DAISY"

You're wrong, Pongo. I'm deciding a route home.

It has nothing to do with Anita, if that's what her name is.

BARKS

-SHE GASPS

-Perdy!

What is it?! Oh!

Pongo! Pongo! Easy! Easy!

Oh! Stop!

Look out!

PERDY! STOP!

PERDY!

OHHHHH!

LOOK OUT!

DUCKS QUACK

OH! UGHH!

Oh! I've never been rescued before. It was very exciting.

And you were ever so sweet to give me a kiss.

That was mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Oh.

It didn't work. You're supposed to lie on your back.

I couldn't do it with your arms around my neck.

I'm ever so sorry.

No. That's quite all right.

Well, you give a very good rescue.

Thank you.

Oh!

Hm!

I think we have a problem.

I think my dog is in love!

I think mine is, too.

Why is that a problem?

They're going to be brokenhearted when you leave.

I couldn't bear to live with a brokenhearted dalmatian.

They're miserable when they're lonely.

We better think of something.

I agree.

Do you want another cup of marriage?

-Excuse me?!

-Tea? A cup of tea?

You said marriage.

-Uh...marriage?

-Yes.

You meant to say tea, but it came out "marriage".

Oh. I'm sorry. Do you want another cup of...

..tea?

I do.

You... You do?

I will.

You will?!

If you ask me!

Would you...?

Yes.

For as much as Roger and Anita...

have consented together in holy wedlock

and witnessed the same before God and this company

and thereto have given and pledged their troth either to other

and declared the same by giving and receiving of a ring

and by joining of hands.

I pronounce that they be man and wife together

in the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.

-CONGREGATION:

-Amen.

God the Father, God the Son

and God the Holy Ghost, bless, preserve and keep you.

The Lord mercifully, with his favour, look upon you

and so fill you with all spiritual benediction and grace

that ye may so live together in this life

that in the world to come ye may have life everlasting.

Amen.

-CONGREGATION:

-Amen.

LOUD BARKING

CHURCH BELLS PEAL

I'll tell you a bit about Skinner before we meet him.

Now, supposedly, when he was young, this dog tore open his throat

and ripped out his vocal chords, leaving him scarred and mute.

He cannot talk at all.

KNOCKS

Look at me! Pay attention!

There are two things you must not do with Skinner.

Right? One...do not look at the horrendous scar on his neck.

Two...don't talk to him.

Not a word.

Right.

Ugh! Look at the size of that scar!

No blinkin' wonder you can't talk, mate!

HE HISSES

Excuse me, just a minute, would you?

THUMPING SOUND

Cor! Blinkin' gruesome line of work you're in, Skinner.

The sight of all these deceased creatures gives me a shrinky winky.

CLEARS THROAT

Much obliged, sunshine.

How could she do this to me?!

Morning, ma'am.

Sit!

Tea?

Please!

Please.

TRAY RATTLES

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

What a beautiful day, ma'am.

Blue skies, birds singing,

the laughter of school children...

Get on with it, you imbecile!

-CLEARS THROAT

-Well, I have here a present from Mr Skinner.

Oh!

Oh! It's magnificent!

Hello, my beauty.

Oh, come. Come. Come with me.

Come with me, my darling. Let me see you.

You were a big, bad boy, weren't you, darling?!

Yes, yes. Siberian tiger suits madam very well indeed.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?

You are!

You were very good at drawing when you were a little girl.

To be with you again as you start a family is like a dream come true.

Oh, Nanny!

We aren't ready to start a family yet.

Oh, that's a shame.

Ah, well, first the puppies.

Then the babies.

Puppies?!

TAPPING ON COMPUTER KEYBOARD

If I've done my job right, Pongo,

when this new villain comes up, you'll run from the room in panic.

ELECTRONIC MUSIC

GROWLS SOFTLY

Gotcha! Grrrrrr!

HE SIGHS

It's unmistakable, dear.

It's the look every woman gets when she's going to be a mother.

Notice how tranquil she is.

Her eyes are soft and warm.

And though you might not see it,

you can certainly feel that she's smiling.

It's the smile we wear when we're guarding a precious secret.

Now that she's living for others as well as herself,

she's eating more.

And every now and again,

for no reason other than she's so happy with herself, she sighs.

SHE SIGHS

I think you're right, Nanny.

She does look different.

Oh, my goodness!

What is it, Nanny?

Anita!

I think you're going to have a puppy.

Thank you so much.

-A check-up in a month?

-Lovely.

See you again soon, all right?

So?

Well, he said it's all great. The baby's nice and big.

Wonderful!

DRAMATIC MUSIC

Oh, no!

Cruella!

Anita! Darling!

DOG BARKS

Oh, Anita!

Those dazzling dogs!

And you must be Rufus.

Roger. It's a pleasure, Miss De Vil.

What's a pleasure?

Making your acquaintance.

How sweet.

I wish I could reciprocate.

-Tell me, darling, you married him for his dog!

-SHE CACKLES

Oh, darling, I've missed you! I hate that you've taken leave.

But I've been sending my sketches.

It's not the same thing. I miss the interaction.

And what do you do that allows you to support Anita in such splendour?

I design video games.

Video games?!

Is he having me on?

No. He's very good at it. It's a growing business!

Those horrible things children play with? Design them?!

What a senseless thing to do!

Oh, did Anita tell you the news?

She's going to have a baby.

Is this true?!

Yes!

Ugh! You poor thing! I'm so sorry.

We're very excited about it.

You can't be serious?!

She is.

Well. What can I say? Accidents will happen!

We're having puppies, too.

Puppies?! You have been a busy boy!

Well, I must say, that's somewhat better news. I adore puppies.

I'll expect a decline in your work product.

No, I...

Let me know when the blessed event occurs.

It won't be for eight months.

The puppies, darling.

DOGS GROWL

I've no use for babies!

SHE CHUCKLES

Cheerio! Cheerio, darling!

THEY GROWL

THUNDERCLAP

CLOCK TICKS SOFTLY

(If I'm this nervous about puppies,

(what am I going to be like when my baby arrives?!)

How can you be so calm?

WHIMPERING

Nanny!

Oh, my goodness!

BARKING

Gangway!

Is it time? Is there something I can do to help?

Peek through the window and see if the puppies have come yet.

Can I borrow your umbrella?

Be careful when you open it.

They're here! The puppies are here!

You're a father, Pongo!

-Two!

-Two!

You're a father twice!

< Make that three!

Three?! Three, Pongo! Three puppies!

BARKING

Oh, my goodness! Four!

Four!

THUNDERCLAP

CLOCK TICKS SOFTLY

Fifteen!

Did you hear that, boy?! Fifteen puppies!

DOOR OPENS

Fourteen.

We lost one.

I'm sorry, Pongo. I'm so sorry.

WHINES

I wonder...

SNUFFLING AND SQUEAKING

Fifteen! We have fifteen puppies!

Look!

Oh! Goodness gracious!

It's a miracle! Anita! Fifteen!

Fifteen again! Oh!

We must call this one Lucky.

Look! Look at him!

How's Perdy?

She's tired.

No wonder, after fifteen puppies!

They're so beautiful!

You can go in now, Pongo.

WHINES

Here we are, Perdy. Yes! It's Lucky!

Now, make room, you others. Well done, Perdy! There's a good girl!

PONGO WHINES AND BARKS

I'll leave you two alone.

PUPPIES SQUEAK

I'm glad I'm only having the one!

THUNDERCLAP

Anita?

Anita? There you are! Where are the puppies?

GROWLING

How marvellous!

How marvellous!

How perfec...

Oh! The devil take it! They're mongrels!

No spots! No spots at all!

What horrible little white rats!

But the spots don't come till later.

You're sure?

Yes!

All right. Put them in a bag.

I'll take them with me now.

What?! They were just born!

I can see that!

They need their mother for weeks.

They're not ready to leave.

I'll reserve them. How much?

They're not for sale.

You've come into money, have you?!

Designed a game to drive kiddies into frenzies of delight?!

-As a matter of...

-We're not sure we want to sell the puppies.

Anita! Don't be ridiculous!

You can't afford to keep them. I'll pay twice what they're worth.

Five hundred pounds.

Seven thousand, five hundred pounds. Fair? Two pounds per spot!

What would you do with fifteen puppies?!

That's irrelevant. They're not for sale.

I'm tired of you, Roland!

-Roger.

-Whatever. Take it.

(Take it!)

TAKE IT!

THUNDERCLAP

Cruella...

..the puppies are not for sale.

You're quite sure?

BOTH: Yes.

All right.

Keep the little beasts!

Do what you like with them. Drown them, for all I care!

You're a fool, Anita! You're fired! Finished!

You'll never work in fashion again.

I'm through with all of you! I'll get even! You'll be sorry.

You fools! You IDIOTS!

Good evening, madam.

Out of my way!

ANGRY MUTTERING

DOG BARKS

Hello, Pongo.

-TV: #

-Everybody

-#

-Everybody wants to be a cat

-#

-Everybody, everybody...

-#

PUPPIES WHINE

-#

-Everybody wants to be a cat...

-#

-TV:

-'Come on, you two. Let's go.'

Thank you, Pongo.

They're here! I've got them!

Anita! Roger!

I'm in the living room. Now, come on down

and have a look!

EXCITED YAPPING

Oh! You as well?!

You heard that, did you?

Wait till you see what I've got for you in this bag.

MUSIC: "Christmas Song" by Nat King Cole

Jewel! Look!

Let me put this on you.

Dipstick?

Come on!

THEY CHUCKLE

Yeah! I know!

Fidget?

PUPPIES WHINE

Two-Tone?

There you go.

I know. You all like to do it.

There we go.

Excuse me.

YAPPING

WHINES

BOTH: Whizzer!

DISTANT CONVERSATION

INAUDIBLE

Right. We're on.

Get your own!

CONTENTED SNORING

Someone didn't finish their supper.

We're on a budget.

Waste not, want not. That's my motto.

DOORBELL RINGS

Who on earth...?

DOORBELL RINGS AGAIN

Coming. Coming!

-DOORBELL RINGS AGAIN

-Coming!

-Good evening...

-Oooh!

It's all right. We're professionals.

Come 'ere!

Let go of me!

Get her off!

How dare you! Let go! Let go of me!

Straight ahead.

All right!

Police! Help!

Help! >

Open the door! >

In you go!

-No!

-Fingers!

Let me out!

Oh, do shut up.

Open this door!

I'll see you go to prison for this!

Help!

There.

The old bird put up a good fight.

I like a bit of spirit in a woman.

You didn't get smashed in the face.

PUPPY WHINES

Shh!

-BOTH:

-Ahhhh!

Give me the bag. Come on! Come on!

Here.

PUPPIES GROWL

YAPS

Come here, you!

Spotty little...

dog!

PUPPIES WHIMPER

DOG BARKS FEROCIOUSLY

Evening, General.

Montgomery! Heel, boy!

Heel, boy! Heel!

Jasper?

Do you know what I think?

What's that?

That bulldog knows what we done.

It's a dog, Horace. Dogs ain't got the brains to figure things out.

Luckily.

PUPPIES SQUEAK

ENGINE STARTS UP

Come on home!

Montgomery!

DISTANT BARKING

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

DISTANT BARKING

-I think... PONGO!

-PERDY!

Help! Police! Where are they?!

Oh, no! They've taken the puppies!

-BARKING

-Anita!

Roger! Thank God they're home!

-WHINING

-Thank goodness you've come.

-What is it?

-What?

Two men stole the puppies.

I tried to stop them.

They locked me in the cupboard. I shouted, but nobody came.

CLEARS HIS THROAT

Ah! Good evening, madam.

'I do hope I've not disturbed your relaxation. I have good news...'

Did you get the puppies?!

Affirmative.

All of them?

'Every single one.'

My faith in your limited intelligence is momentarily restored.

Oh! You are too kind, madam(!)

CALL DISCONNECTED

They've got the fifteen!

Add them to the other puppies we've already stolen,

and I have my cosy, puppy coat!

EVIL CHUCKLE

I'll be wearing Anita's dogs!

HYSTERICAL, EVIL LAUGHTER

SQUEAKING

WHINING AND YAPPING

BARKS LOUDLY

PUPPY YAPS

Right. I'm going to fill me snoot and go to bed. I'm dead tired.

GROWLS

I'm hearing dogs again, Jasper.

YAPPING

Oh, shut up in there!

BARKS

-POLICE RADIO:

-'Tango foxtrot...'

..If anything should happen to the puppies.

Chin up. We'll do our best.

-Thank you, Inspector.

-Good night.

DOOR SHUTS

He was most sympathetic.

And he said they're going to do the best they can.

For what that's worth.

Do you think they'll find them?

Find 15 puppies in a city this size? If they're even in the city.

What can the police do? What can we do? What can anyone do?

GROWLS SOFTLY

LOUD BARKING

DISTANT REPLY

Woof! Woof! Woof!

EXCHANGE OF BARKS

BARKING ECHOES UP THE THAMES

DISTANT BARKING

DISTANT BARKING

BARKS ECHO ACROSS LONDON

DISTANT BARKING

NEIGHS LOUDLY

GROWLS

DISTANT BARKING

BLEATS

CROW CAWS

DOG BARKS

NEIGHS

THEY BLEAT AND MOO

WHIMPERS

BARKS ECHO ACROSS LONDON

PONGO!

PONGO!

PONGO!

< BARKING

WHINES

Did you hear that?!

What?!

That noise.

What noise?!

That noise I just heard.

Did you hear it?

Oh, yeah(!)

It sounded like a complete berk asking me irritating questions.

Oh, good. It's stopped now.

WHINES

I'll be honest with you, mate. This job is fast losing its charm.

The housing stinks.

The food's lousy. The lavatory facilities are appalling.

And so far, we haven't been paid one quid.

Will you stop moaning?! This time tomorrow night, it's over.

We get paid and go before you can say, "dead puppies".

Now, go to sleep!

GROWLS SOFTLY

SIGHS

SNIFFS

WHINES

MOUSE SQUEAKS

SQUEAKS

PUPPIES YAP

YAPPING AND SQUEAKING

PHONE RINGS

'Mr Skinner?'

Suspicions are mounting. Police are everywhere.

I want the job done tonight. Can you do it?

TAPS RECEIVER

Any way you want!

Poison them! Drown them! Bash them on the head! Use chloroform!

I don't care how you kill the beasts. Do it NOW!

CROW CAWS

Pongo and Perdy will turn up, won't they?

I think they will. They just went looking for the puppies.

I know who did this.

I wouldn't be at all surprised.

She has a terrible temper.

The dogs never cared for her.

Dogs have a sixth sense about things like that.

They can smell ill intentions.

Oh, Roger!

What? What's wrong?

Nanny, where's my portfolio?

It's in the nursery closet.

-Oh!

-Anita?!

She did steal the puppies. And this is why.

-SHE SOBS

-She's going to kill the puppies.

THEY WHIMPER

BIRD TWEETS

THEY CONVERSE IN BARKS AND TWEETS

TWITTERS

BARKS

CHIRRUPING SOUND

Uhhh!

Right. That's it. Time to let the little yappers have it.

We ain't supposed to do it. That's Skinner's job.

Well, Skinner isn't here, is he?

Besides, I don't see why that little runt should have all the fun.

How do you want to do it?

Well, personally, I think I favour the fire iron.

KNOCKING

Right. Th-That'll be Miss De Vil.

Fix your shirt and tart up your hair.

KNOCKING

Good evening...

Hello? Anybody there?

DOOR CREAKS

KNOCKING

GROWLS

PUPPIES SQUEAK AND YAP

EXCITED YELPING

DOOR CREAKS

Maybe we was hearin' things.

HORN

HORN SOUNDS CONTINUOUSLY

Oi!

SQUEAKING

-Get out of my truck!

-Yeah!

SNORES

Go on! Get out of here! Clear off!

Yeah. There's more where that came from, should you elect to come back.

YAPS

YAPS

BARKS URGENTLY

I don't believe it!

I don't care what you say,

we flippin' well better be careful.

Yeah. That's right. We better be careful

of the huge, macro-economic bulk of your stupidity.

I ain't takin' any lip from you.

Forget it. We have 99 stinkin' puppies to find and kill.

Get on with it!

EXCITED YAPPING

Here, puppies.

Here, puppies!

Pup, pup, pup, pup, puppies?

YAPPING

Come here, you speckled lap-rat!

ARGHHHHH!

Pah!

Ughh!

YAPPING

Sta-ay!

YAPPING

You...barker!

Come 'ere! I'll get you, you...

ARGHHHH!

Cold!

TYRES SQUEAL

Good evening, madam!

Good evening. Hello!

What are you doing up there?!

I...um... I was... just fetching the puppies, ma'am.

And where are the puppies?

Oh! There, you see! Once again, madam has, like a laser,

gone straight to the heart of the issue.

It's a quality I've always admired in madam. "Where are the puppies?"

It's brilliant. Well, let me just say, right now,

that I'm not a hundred percent certain where the puppies are,

but if you just give me a second

I'll check with my associate.

Horace?!

Get down from there

AND CATCH THOSE PUPPIES!

Hopelessly stupid, pathetic fools!

I'll find the mongrels myself!

ENGINE TURNS OVER

You had to let those puppies get away. Never paying attention.

Where was you?!

I was not splashing about in a pond.

You've infuriated the old bag.

Lose the puppies and it's our heads.

-ENGINE TURNS OVER

-Oh, come on!

Right. You better get out and check the tailpipe.

One of these days...

I'm going to be full up of you!

Ooh!

ENGINE TURNS OVER

ENGINE TURNS OVER

Oh, do come on!

EXPLOSION

There, you see!

ENGINE STARTS UP

GROWLS

SHEEP BLEAT

BLEATING AND YAPPING

WHINING

CAR PULLS UP

SLOW FOOTSTEPS

HISSING SOUND

HISSES

LUCKY WHIMPERS

WHIMPERS

COAT RIPS

Turn the heater on, will you?

No! I don't want to risk losing power in this thing.

I can't stand the cold no more.

I want heat!

Fire!

Too hot! Too hot!

Too hot!

I know! I know!

Your suspicions were justified.

Staff say Miss De Vil is at a family property in Suffolk.

I have informed the local police.

Officers will be on the lookout for your puppies and Miss De Vil.

I only hope we're not too late.

CROW CAWS

CHICKENS CLUCK

PIG GRUNTS

MOOS

EVIL CHUCKLE

CAWS

CAWS

BARKS

EXCITED YAPPING

GASPS

This is extraordinary!

I'm reduced to tramping through sewage

because my two imbeciles can't keep track of a bunch of infant dogs!

OH!

Ugh!

WHINNIES

SLOW FOOTSTEPS

ARGHHHH!

WHINNIES

ELECTRIC FENCE BUZZES

I do not believe it! We've got no truck, no dogs.

Number one, Dead Street. That's us.

Look! Tracks!

I love you!

There you are, you see.

If dogs were smart, they wouldn't leave tracks for wary predators.

-Yeah.

-Human beings are essentially superior.

Blessed with faculties of speech and thought and...other things.

WHINES

Uhhh!

Don't worry. I won't ruin your coat.

I'll just make button holes. Where are you?!

YELPING

Oh, yes!

I love the smell

of near extinction!

PAINED GRUNTING

Oh! Oh!

PIG GRUNTS

Stupidity is what holds you back.

You would have grabbed that wire,

set fire to your undershorts, cooked your tongue

before even thinking it was electrified.

Point taken.

But...what are the logs for?

What are the...? You see...

We stand upon the logs and hop over,

thereby avoiding painful electric shock.

Brilliant.

Right.

Mount the log.

Extend leg.

OK. Now, when I count to three,

we jump. Ready?

Yes.

One...

Disgusting creatures. I'm sick to think we breathe the same air.

DISTANT BARKING AND YAPPING

Ah!

Bingo!

Poor little things(!)

I'm going to cut you off,

-then cut you up!

-SHE CACKLES

SQUEAKING

CHUCKLES

Darling, red isn't your colour.

Give me the hat.

CHUCKLING

Give me the hat

or you'll become a hat!

GIVE IT TO ME!

CHUCKLING

ROARS

Uhh!

SIRENS

SIRENS APPROACH

Thank the Lord!

We're saved.

There you go.

-BOTH:

-Thank you.

Watch your heads.

Much obliged.

This is lovely!

Isn't it?! Yeah. Nice and warm.

No animals, neither.

HISSING SOUND

HISSES

You... BEASTS!

But I'm not beaten, yet!

You've won the battle, but I'll win the wardrobe!

My spotty puppy coat is in sight and leaving tracks.

Soon, I'll have what I came for.

But you will end up as sausage meat, alone on some sad, plastic plate.

Dead and medium red. No friends, no family, no pulse!

Slapped between two buns,

smothered in onions with fries on the side!

Cruella De Vil has the last laugh!

EVIL LAUGHTER

WHINNIES

SIRENS APPROACH

Miss De Vil?

Yes?!

We have a warrant for your arrest.

Oh?!

Is there something wrong?

Stop! What's that up ahead?

Well! Will you look at that?!

I've come up with 98 pups. The two adults make it 100.

We've got a hundred here, sir.

Um... Make that one hundred and one dalmatians, sir!

Congratulations(!) You've just won gold, silver and bronze

in the Morons' Olympics.

Who won the gold?

SHUT UP!

My business, my reputation, my life has been ruined

because you incompetent twits

were outsmarted by a bunch of dumb animals!

And you call yourselves men! Ha!

I've seen more intelligent pieces of carpet!

SQUEAKING

ARGHHHHHH!

Oh! They're here! Anita!

Roger!

The puppies!

Oh, my goodness! Look at them!

Oh, Pongo!

Oh, Perdy!

They're happy to be home!

Oh! Thank you, officer. How can we ever repay you?

Well... Only your dogs had identification tags.

We don't know which puppy goes where.

Our records indicate that, so far, nobody has called

to claim the other puppies.

Now, they need a home, or, well, they go to the pound.

Oh, no! No, no, no! Roger, we can't.

We don't have room.

We'll get a bigger place.

We have 17 as it is. What's a few more?!

We'll work something out.

-Oh!

-SHE SIGHS

You'll have dozens of children, you know.

Well, I won't have them chewing up the carpets or barking at night.

All right! Everyone inside before we all get cold.

Unload the puppies!

FAST ELECTRONIC MUSIC

Get ready!

EVIL CACKLING

ARGHHHHH!

Cool!

Excellent villain, mate!

Thanks, Herbert!

Congratulations.

What?! Yeah! Thank you.

See you in my office. We have terms to sort out.

-OK!

-Excellent villain, mate!

THEY LAUGH

I can barely believe it.

Our baby is a year old, we have a new house, a new life...

And we have each other.

We have Nanny.

And I have the three of you.

We have two wonderful dogs.

And they have their children.

And their stepchildren!

And they have their children!

Their step-children have children!

And their children have children!

And speaking of children...

Roger, darling, I've got the most wonderful news.