102 Dalmatians

# Ain't that the man in the moon

# Dancing over our heads

# While all good dogs are asleep in their beds

# Smiling in their dreams at the crazy things people do

# When you think you've fooled them

# Who'll make a fool out of who?

# You dog, you!

# Don't be believing

# Looks are deceiving

# Don't be believing

# Looks are deceiving

# You dog, you!

# You think you're on top of the game

# You got a lot to learn

# When life hangs tough take a dog-legged turn

# People, they think they're so cool if they throw you a bone

# Wait till they discover you've got some tricks of your own

# You dog, you!

# Don't be believing

# Looks are deceiving

# You dog, you!

# Don't be believing

# Looks are deceiving You dog, you!

# Spotted dog, spotted dog Where have you been?

# I've been to London To look at the Queen

# Can you tell a spotted story? Yes, I can

# I saw a dog who was walking a man

# You dog, you!

# Don't be believing

# Looks are deceiving

# You dog, you!

# You dog, you! #

My client is not a laboratory animal, Dr Pavlov.

Your client wants out of prison, Mr Torte,

and with my behaviour control therapy, freedom is...

GATES RATTLE

I have patented a humane cocktail of electric-shock treatment.

Aversion therapy,

hypnosis,

drugs...

..and plenty of green vegetables.

But, of course, the REAL challenge remains.

I mean, this is a prison, not a pet shop.

And I don't represent animals in court. Doctor, my client...

Is cured!

MANIC LAUGHTER

Brush up your Swedish, Dr Pavlov -

this could be your Nobel Prize!

-Cruella De Vil...

-Do call me Ellie.

-Cruella sounds so...cruel.

-Miss De Vil,

I am releasing you into the custody of the Probation Office.

You will perform 500 hours of community service.

Mr Torte, your client is, I believe, a wealthy woman.

After my exorbitant fees, M'Lord,

her assets stand at a mere £8 million.

Then you will be bound over to keep the peace to the sum of £8 million.

If forfeited, the money will be donated to the dogs homes of the Borough of Westminster,

which means, if you repeat the offence,

your entire fortune will go to the dogs.

Alonzo...

my ever-loyal valet...

my only visitor,

stuttering sweetly on the far, far side of the bullet-proof glass.

Miss De Vil, I've w-w-waited for this d-d-day. I hope it's not too presumptuous,

-but I've brought you a g-g-gift.

-Oh, Alonzo,

how considerate.

Oh!

DOG WHIMPERS

Oh!

I think I'll call him...Fluffy.

-GROWLING

-He's smiling at me!

Oh, what a sweet voice!

Wrong side, Alonzo.

Come, Fluffy, Mummy will drive.

BIG BEN CHIMES I told you you wouldn't believe the truth.

The dog ate your pay stubs...?

-Ewan, can't you do a little better than that?

-CHIMING CONTINUES

I was abducted by aliens. Plucked me out of Piccadilly.

How can you work here?! I can't even keep my own story straight.

Listen, I won't say it again.

No pay stub, no probation.

The dog shelter suits me. TOY SQUEAKS

I think I've found myself.

Here's a snap of me with the dogs.

That's the boss. He's a top bloke.

You'd love him.

Told you.

Drooler got a hold of it.

-Ewan, this is an IOU.

-Yeah, we were a bit tight on...

This is...

-I'm sorry.

-It's OK.

Ewan was just off.

All right. Thanks, Miss.

Um, next week, then.

WITH pay stubs. Am I being clear?

Supremely.

Keep the photo.

You do put the fear of God into them, which is why I've chosen you...

-PHONE RINGS

-Is it...?

-Line three!

-Hello?

-Is it...?

-Yes!

Stay there. Keep breathing. I'll be there in a second. Bye!

See you soon!

-Chloe! Chloe!

-What?!

-You forgot this.

MACAW: Oh, for Pete's sake! Are you two at it again?!

How many times have I to tell you

it's pointless for humans to play tug'o'war against us dogs?!

Drooler! Hit him with both barrels!

YES! Drooler!

He's down!

He's getting up...!

I always say, if you can't stand the heat, cheat!

Hurry, boys! Get in there!

We've got to stick together!

Sock it to him!

Can you dig it, Digger?

Let's get ready to tumble!

Hey, hey...

-that's not fair!

-Yes, it is. All's fair in tug'o'war!

I took you misfits in out of the goodness of my heart, and this is how you repay me?!

That's pathetic, Kev. How many times are you going to fall for that one?

I managed to get another week out of my probation officer.

I think she quite fancies me.

MACAW: Come on, boys! It's grub time!

Where did you get that dog food? You didn't pinch it, did you?

No. I'm done with all that.

-There you go.

-Come on.

Good girl.

OK, who's next?

Hey...

Fill her up. I'm a very hungry dog!

Oh, thank you.

Oi! Come back with my grub!

Come on. Today's the day.

Fly up to your house, then I'll feed you. Come on, fly! You can do it!

No! I've told you a hundred times, we dogs can't fly!

Woof-woof! Now, stand aside, bird-brain.

Save some for tomorrow. I don't know where our next meal's coming from.

My mum always said, "When the heart hopes, hope comes knocking."

Heart hopes...?

KNOCKING

Hope comes knocking.

What?! Evicted?!

-You said...

-Shouldn't believe what people say!

-I

-don't.

You can't turn these dogs loose in the city!

-Give us a chance!

-I'M not running a charity here!

GRR-RRRR-RR!

GRR-RRRR-RR! RUFF!

HE LAUGHS

You'd better be out of here tomorrow! And get rid of this junk!

MACAW: Next time, I'll bite your bum, you smelly little git!

Don't worry. Everything will be all right.

Oh, Dottie, they're absolutely beautiful.

Aren't they, Dipstick?

You must be very proud.

TOY SQUEAKS

You are an odd one, aren't you?

There you go.

Now, you should get some rest.

Come on, Dipstick.

It's smaller than I remembered.

I kept everything just as y-y-you left it.

Oh, come, Fluffy,

we'll share a bath... an eternal soak...

scented with lavender and a drop of some...

Tut-tut-tut!

Never mind.

I think I'll enjoy doing a little dusting.

Oh, Fluffy, a bath!

Followed by a nap.

AAARRRGH!

Alonzo!

Fur! It's everywhere!

Lock them away! Bury them beyond sight!

Even the Mongolian pony-skin trousers...?!

NOW!

And this.

Is it safe?

Yes.

It's s-s-safe.

I do not believe it.

How could they release that...

that...

I pity the poor probation officer who has to look after...

Oh, no.

It's not possible.

Oh... DIPSTICK BARKS

Well, I refuse.

I'm not doing it.

What?

You remember her, don't you?

You remember what she almost did to you.

Dipstick...

OK.

I'll do it for you.

And for the family.

-Miss De Vil?

-Yes.

You're five minutes late. Good start(!)

Oh, well...

-perhaps your clock's fast.

-I'm your probation officer,

-Chloe Simon.

-Of course you are.

We're going to be such friends.

-Hmm. Friends.

-You are going to help me be a useful member of society, aren't you?

Find me a little niche somewhere.

Could you manage something with puppy dogs?

I see you more as a coalminer

-or something in a sewer's, perhaps.

-Oh, I see.

Oh!

-You have doggies?

-Yes, and I don't want you looking at them.

I'm sorry, I...

Listen, can we just be sensible about this?

Yes, let's.

Well, must dash.

Bye.

This is your last chance, Mr Button. When the press sees what you're doing to these poor dogs,

-you'll be the most hated man in London.

-I don't see any press,

but I guarantee the bailiff is on his way.

MACAW: That's it, Mr Buttocks!

-That one's vicious!

-They're here!

Everyone, on your best behaviour. Pick up your signs.

-Here we are, outside...

-You're just in time.

-I'm trying to...

-The dog shelter's over here. The dogs have been evicted by this man!

-This man has not...

-Here she comes.

-WHO comes?!

Cruella De Vil?!

Please, call me Ella.

Ella!

Well...

This place and I were made for each other. Is it yours?

It's MINE, and he's...

Alonzo, buy the dump, and give him a little extra for a tie.

-How did Cruella De Vil become plain "Ella"?

-It was all thanks to Dr Pavlov and his therapy.

Do you think you, a convicted dognapper, are the right person to run this establishment?

2nd Chance Dog Shelter says it all.

-I think

-I

-deserve a second chance too. Don't you?

No, I do NOT!

She tricked me!

Stop playing, and give me a hand!

Hey, look! Another volunteer.

See? There are good-hearted people everywhere.

-Beautiful good-hearted people.

-That's my probation officer.

That's your probation officer?!

-Are you Kevin Sheperd?

-Yes, yes, I'm Kevin...

-And you call yourself a dog-lover?

-Well, yes, I do - I am.

-He is!

I'll get to you, Ewan.

I'm Chloe Simon - Cruella De Vil's probation officer.

Oh! She's in the back.

Is there some problem? I mean... Excuse us, Tom.

-Miss De Vil...

-WOLF WHISTLE

MACAW: Nice bird!

-You ARE a nice bird.

-I am NOT a bird.

-He means you. Where are your manners?

-Buried in the yard with my bone.

This is...um...

Chloe. Chloe Simon.

Chloe, meet Waddlesworth. He's a Rottweiler.

-He looks like a macaw.

-GRRR-RR!

Trust me - he's a Rottweiler.

I wouldn't trust anyone who puts Cruella De Vil anywhere near dogs.

Yes, but she's changed.

People like Cruella don't change.

Of course they do! That's why I started 2nd Chance.

I knew what it was like to need one. And the same goes for dogs. Eh?

YELPING

He chewed through three postmen before I rescued him.

Now he wouldn't hurt a flea.

And Digger was banned from every park in London, as a menace to roses.

And Drooler...

well, Drooler hasn't really changed much.

-Those are dogs.

-Dogs are people too.

-But Cruella is...

-Changed.

SHE HUMS A TUNE

Who's washing who, Alonzo?!

Now, hair must be a statement,

a reflection of our inner life.

Colour is important, but texture...

is vital.

Voila!

Oh!

Darling!

Darling, it's you.

I'll be keeping my eye on her.

I hope so.

# Cruella De Vil

# Cruella De Vil, Cruella De Vil

# Just hearing her name Used to make you feel ill

# Now suddenly she's dripping with goodwill

# Can this be Cruella De Vil?

# A heart-warming laugh

# Instead of a scream She's practically human

# Or so it would seem

# As playful as a puppy in the snow

# That's not the Cruella we know

# Oh, remember when she lived just to be rotten

# How she loved to frighten little tots

# Who thought she could be kind respectful and refined?

# Has the lady really changed her spots?

# Ooh, Cruella De Vil

# Check this out

# She gave up her bark

# But will she still bite?

# What's wrong with this picture? It doesn't look right

# Unfortunately only time will tell

# If Cruella - I mean, Ella - is from heaven or hell

# Ooh, yeah. #

And now, BBC Two is proud to present the third part in our series,

What Makes Big Ben Tick? BIG BEN CHIMES

CATS SQUEAL, DOGS BARK

HORSE WHINNIES

Turn down the television! Quick!

CROAK!

The unique sound pattern...

very loud...

That were Big Ben on the telly.

Yes.

It must have jolted their brainwaves back into...

This mustn't get out.

Do you hear me?! It never happened!

CHIMING

And this is Domino.

Little Dipper's easy - his tail is exactly like his daddy's.

-And I know Oddball, cos she doesn't have any...

-Sssh!

I don't want her to be sensitive about her lack of, um...

(S-P-O-T-S.)

Oh. Is that normal at her age?

Well, like everything else about her...

..it is a bit...

odd.

RINGING TONE

'Hello?

'Hello? Is that you, Nigel? I can hear you breathing.'

Will you take him to your office for a while, cos I just keep staring at them,

and I'm falling behind with my paperwork, as you can see.

Yes, I can see. It's probably just as well, with Miss De Vil coming in.

Cruella?

She asked to change her appointment. I thought you knew.

Come on, Oddball, Little Dipper, Dipstick!

Cruella De Vil! That wretched...

-Philanthropist?

-Cruella, I didn't realise...

-Please, call me Ella.

Now, Chloe, you can't stop me.

-It's my duty to demonstrate against a fur fashion show.

-And it's my duty to inform you

-that if you go anywhere near fur, I'll put you back in prison.

-Won't you even let me heckle Le Pelt?!

-No.

-Just a teensy-weensy heckle?

You know - "MURDERER!"

I have so much to atone for.

BIG BEN CHIMES

I'm seeing spots.

BONG!

-BONG!

-Dr Pavlov...

-BONG!

-Oddball!

BONG!

Hold my legs!

Oddball!

How did you get out?!

Are these your lovely dogs?

Yes. Are you all right? ..Ssh!

I remember you...as a puppy.

Why don't I come back later? I'm feeling a little...

chilly.

Wouldn't you be more c-c-comfortable in the c-c-car?

Ella?

Not Ella. Ella's gone,

and Cruella's BACK!

Pull!

Pull!

Stand aside!

Mummy's home, and I'll never leave you again!

Why do I feel incomplete?

What could be missing from my life - Cruella De Vil, who has it all?

The softest, the rarest, the whitest, the blackest,

the stripiest, the spottiest...

Of course.

Where is it?

Where? Where is my...?

Oh, there it is!

My...Dalmatian...coat...

The coat of dreams.

The ultimate fur coat that was denied me

for which I have lost three years of my life!

Alonzo, we are going to make them pay!

Oh, yes! How much?

Dipstick, she called him.

What fiendish justice!

He escaped me, but I shall wreak my vengeance on the next generation.

Sounds w-w-wonderful.

Alonzo, I need you.

-I'm yours.

-Furnish yourself with a torch, a large sack and rubber-soled shoes.

Meanwhile, I need a furrier... and I know just where to find him.

# Freak out! Le freak, c'est chic

# Freak out!

# Le freak, c'est chic Freak out!

# Le freak, c'est chic Freak out!

# Le freak, c'est chic

# Look at me in this big spotlight

# I'll make this one magical night

# I am fierce and we're all fabulous Freak out!

# Freak out! So fabulous!

# Freak out! So beautiful!

# So beautiful! So freaky! Freak out! So fabulous!

# So fabulous! Freak out!

# So beautiful! So beautiful!

# So fabulous! C'est chic

# Freak out! #

Murderer!

-Please, monsieur...

-No! NO!

-Monsieur Le Pelt!

-Get out!

They're all animals!

-They have no class!

-Monsieur...

SHOUTING CONTINUES

Leave me alone!

Not here!

Forgive me. My IDIOTS didn't recognise you.

Only two minions to abuse?

Oh, Jean-Pierre, the world is so unfair.

Get out! Give us space!

Out! OUT!

Cruella De Vil - my idol.

My inspiration...at my show.

-I'm so sorry for the demonstrators.

-Demonstrators?

I thought they were critics.

BANGING ON DOOR

GO AWAY!

Jean-Pierre...

you've come such a long way from poaching weasels.

-And you're out of prison, at last.

-BANGING ON DOOR

SMASH!

Yes. Terrible experience, prison.

Who are you, little man?!

-THUMP! Ow!

-You shouldn't have brought them in here!

-He's with you!

-YELPING

-What is this?

-Your salvation, Jean-Pierre.

-Monsieur Le Pelt has clearly run out of ideas.

-Huh!

I propose...

..an alliance...

between Monsieur Le Pelt and the House of De Vil.

You have an idea in the bag?

Jean-Pierre,

together, you and I will make a coat

so soft, so luxurious, so practical in any weather, so bad

that it will rip the veils off the eyes of fashion and write our names in the pantheon of style.

A coat.

From poopies.

Ah, not just ANY puppies.

Poopies with...

ALL: Spots.

Enjoy the show.

-One adult, three dogs and one bird, please.

-MACAW: Oi! I'm a dog, mate. Four dogs.

-Four dogs.

-MACAW: Look who's here! Cor blimey! I'm seeing spots!

-Hello, Kevin!

-Chloe!

-Are you, um...?

-Yeah, I'm going in.

-Those are your Dalmatians!

-Yeah.

-This is Digger, Chomp and Drooler.

YELPING MACAW: Call that a bark?! THIS is a bark. RUFF-RUFF!

That's right - go and hide behind Mummy!

And...

Oddball, he's not going to hurt you.

-< Your change, sir.

-Thank you.

Don't you count your change?

Why should I?

Now it all makes sense.

What? How you could actually believe that Cruella De Vil had changed.

-She HAS changed, she...

-MACAW: Ssssh! The show's going to start!

Let's just enjoy the show.

Let's.

-Hello, everybody!

-Hello, Mr Punch!

-Hello, everybody!

-Hello, Judy!

-Give us a kiss!

-Everybody would laugh at us! Wouldn't you?

-No!

-All right, one kiss!

Ready? Oh, you are awful!

There's a little dog around here today.

-If you see a dog, will you tell us?

-Yes!

-I won't be long. Bye-bye!

-Bye!

I don't see any dog. Where is he?

Behind you!

Oh, dear.

What is it?

Oddball's obsessed with...

S-P-O-T-S.

-MACAW: Spots?

-Sssh!

-What?!

I just said "spots"!

Oh, no!

Oddball!

Oddball, no!

MACAW: Follow the dog!

He's got the balloons!

Oddball!

Hold on! We're coming!

-Waddlesworth...

-Oddball!

Now's your chance. Just fly, then cut a few strings!

-Not all of them!

-Just a few!

This your chance! Fly!

Let go of my paw! I told you I couldn't fly!

-Honestly.

-Don't worry.

Oi! What you doing?! Get off!

Got her.

Oddball...

Kevin, I don't know how to thank you.

How about dinner?

Sorry?

I was inviting you to dinner.

Dinner would be nice.

A coat to make the world...

shudder...shiver...

-shatter...

-Shudder?

-Shiver?

-Exactement!

Genius!

Yes. But...

I need...

a special...something

for three special puppies.

Too dressy? Too dressy.

Too stuffy...

Too small.

I've got nothing to wear. Please help me.

What's that?

Dottie, are you sure?

It's completely see-through.

Oddball, it's a sweater,

but...

What a fantastic idea!

Thank you!

Thanks, Oddball!

My brilliance astounds me.

No...

-We should add puppies to the hem.

-You wouldn't dare.

-But this is last year's length.

If I draw it, it defies length.

No... No!

No!

What?!

40 D-D-Dalmatian puppies...

shipped off to Paris...

-to his shop.

-Not enough.

-We need 102.

This time, I want a HOODED spotted puppy coat.

-Hooded spotted puppy coat?!

-Hooded spotted puppy coat.

-But 99 puppies would make a lovely coat. But it's not easy to steal all...

-Steal?!

-Who said anything about "steal"?!

-Did you think we had time to breed them?!

Skinning is one thing, but stealing...

Stop whining!

I've a perfectly good idiot to take the fall.

Not you, Alonzo - another idiot.

DOORBELL RINGS

MACAW: On, Dasher! On, Prancer! On, Drooler!

Look - I'm Rudolph the red-nose rein-dog! I've a present for Miss Oddball.

-Hello?

-I'll be right out, Kevin.

Take your time.

Oh, right.

Chomp's brought his favourite video. Is that all right?

-Is it suitable for the children?

-Yes, it's fine.

Is everything all right?

Yes. Beautiful.

Waddlesworth...um... He brought a present for Oddball.

MACAW: This thing was getting heavy!

Keep your spots on!

Sorry, you don't have any...

There.

-Come and show us.

-Oh!

-I cam to an agreement with the puppeteer.

-Oh, Kevin, thank you.

It's brilliant.

Come here, you.

I think it's a success.

Looking good, girl!

Looking... Oh, no! Oddball's got no underwear!

Look away, children!

Excuse me, young lady, is this spot taken?

I can see we're not needed.

As soon as the video's over, straight to bed for the children. No more telly.

Bye.

Be good.

Anyone want to order take-out?

Where was I?

Oh, yes. I started the shelter,

-and we were going down for the third time when Cruella stepped in.

-Her again.

Yes. But did you know that if she ever goes back to dognapping,

-all her millions will go into the dogs' homes of the Borough of Westminster?

-Yes, I did.

It's in her file.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

-How did YOU know that?

-She told me.

AND did you know that 2nd Chance is the only dog shelter in the borough?

You're joking!

Imagine what Drooler would do with £8 million!

What's your pleasure? A la carte...?

OK.

Hey, Joe!

He says he wants two spaghetti...

heavy on the meatball.

Tony, dogs don't talk!

-He's talking to me!

-OK, he's talking to you! You're the boss!

Mamma mia!

'Now, here you are - the best spaghetti in town.'

# Oh, this is the night

# It's a beautiful night

# And we call it bella notte

# Look at the skies

# They have stars in their eyes

# On this lovely bella notte

# Side by side with your loved one

# You'll find enchantment here

# The night will weave its magic spell

# When the one you love is near

# Oh, this is the night

# And the heavens are right

# On this lovely bella notte. #

Sssh! Get in the sack!

MACAW: Oh, Lassie...

Oh, it was a dream. Darn it!

I had a great time.

So did I.

Oh, kiss her, while we're still young.

Look, I, er...

know you don't believe in second chances,

but do you believe in second dates?

I do actually.

Good!

Great.

Good night.

Well...at least he's good-looking.

DOORBELL RINGS

Dogs.

# This is the night

# It's a beautiful night

# And they call it bella notte

# Look at the skies They have stars in their eyes. #

You know, Dipstick, he's a lot like you -

sweet and solid,

funny without meaning to be.

PHONE RINGS

-Hello?

-'There are poopies...'

-Poopies?

-'At 2nd Chance Dog Shelter.'

-What?!

-'Dalmatian poopies.'

-Dalmatians?

-'2nd Chance Shelter.'

-Who is this? Hello?

Hello? Hello?

-Poopies?

-'Oui - poopies.'

-Oh, PUPPIES!

-'Oui, voila.

'You will find them by the river at the foot of the bridge.'

We'll pick them up right away, monsieur. Bye.

Box of abandoned puppies. Just round the corner.

Abandoned no more.

MACAW: Blimey! The coppers!

Don't panic. Let me handle this.

-Kevin Sheperd?

-MACAW: Yes. Hello, I'm Kevin Sheperd.

-Waddlesworth!

-Sorry!

-How can I help you?

A warrant to search the premises.

You have expensive tastes, sir.

-Don't admit to anything.

-What's all this about?

-16 Dalmatian puppies were reported stolen last night.

-Sir?

You'll never guess.

Oh, no!

Busted!

Miss De Vil?

Oh...I suppose I must. Disgusting creature.

Chloe, that helmet! I'd rather have my skull crushed.

Cruella De Vil, you're under arrest.

Kevin Sheperd, you're under arrest.

-Kevin!

-Chloe!

-Hello, Miss Simon.

-Is he one of your charges?

-No! He's not the one. SHE is!

-Why Kevin?!

-Caught him red-handed.

And he's got a record for dognapping.

-Hmm!

-I can explain.

-You can explain where you were last night.

He was home, kissing her.

-I was...out.

-Out?

-Out.

-I think we've established he was out.

-Let's discuss this at the station.

-He was out...with me.

I found this - list of addresses.

The houses that have had Dalmatians stolen.

You can't possibly believe... This is crazy! I'm being set up!

Here's the box of puppies you...

-Whatever it is, I didn't do it.

-No!

I sent Ewan to pick up those.

There was a phone call, and, er...

Oops.

This is crazy!

Why would I steal Dalmatians?!

-What possible motive could I have to...?

-The judge's orders...

MACAW: What?!

Oh, Kevin, how could you? All this for money?

-What?!

-Just like you said at the restaurant.

Will somebody kindly acquaint me with the facts?

-CRUELLA:

-If I'm caught stealing puppies, my entire fortune goes to him.

Would that be a motive?

MACAW: I'm innocent, I tell you! Innocent!

Couldn't tear them apart.

Never mind. Just goes to show, a dog will love anyone.

Inspector!

Oh, Inspector, thank you.

-You do such a wonderful job protecting the weak and the innocent.

-Thank you very much.

I must say, you're the most remarkable case of rehabilitation I've known

-in all my years on the force.

-Thank you.

-Bye-bye.

-Bye.

Don't be hard on yourself, dear.

We were both fooled.

I'm sorry, Miss De Vil.

I had no idea that Kevin was a...

that I let myself trust him.

Oh, this is all so dreadful. You need distraction.

I'm having friends for dinner tonight with their dogs.

Why don't you and yours join us?

Adults only, of course. Oh, do come!

Remember, darling, we have the doggies to live for.

Smashing!

A party!

I was hoping we'd dine alone tonight.

I can't be seen dining with a furrier, you fool!

You shouldn't even be here at all.

-Why do you keep that man about the place?

-Are you jealous?

Jealous...of him? Pah! What can he do for you?

-Steal puppies.

-Like taking the baby from the candy.

-Oh?

Now's your chance to impress me. I saved the last three for you.

-Me?

-Three very special puppies,

-and the owner will be out.

-But...

Faint heart never won fair lady.

The keys,

my little c-c-cabbage.

(Dipstick!)

Chloe, darling!

Dipstick!

How kind of you to come.

You're not still holding a grudge, are you?

Dipstick, be polite!

I'm so pleased you're here, darling.

Come with me.

Now, tell me,

your little spotted puppies...

-are snug and safe at home?

-Yes, they're with Dottie.

-Oh, with Mummy.

-Yes.

-How dear!

It's such a relief to have the bad man in jail.

If puppies can't be safe in this world, who can?

Dinner...

is served. Alonzo?

Take our guests of honour to their places.

I've a special surprise planned for you!

Tonight,

our dogs join us at table

so we can show our appreciation to a magnificent species.

My past has been riddled with mistakes.

I pray someday to be forgiven.

HE GROWLS Sssh!

But tonight, I will begin to set things right.

From tonight, we'll be closer than ever.

To the dogs!

To the dogs!

BONE appetit!

Please, eat.

Dipstick, do you want my...?

Urgh!

Everyone, eat!

Where's Dipstick?

Dipstick! Dipstick!

Ah! Bonsoir, my little ones!

I am the great Le Pelt, and you are - how do you say? -

dog meat.

GROWLING

Nice doggie.

Nice...!

All right! Sssh!

Be quiet!

Three poopies, she said.

PUPPY BARKS

PUPPY GROWLS

BARKING AND HOWLING

BARKING ECHOES

Surprise!

-Earlier than I planned, but c'est la vie.

-I hereby revoke your probation.

And I hereby lock you up. With St Kevin of Assisi in the clink,

-it wouldn't do if three more puppies were reported missing.

-Three more...

Goodbye, my dear.

-No!

-I'll think of you every time I wear your sweet little doggies.

NO!

STOP!

Ooh-la-la!

The English can do the knitwear.

LOUD YELPING

Sssh! Quiet!

CAR HORN BEEPS

DISTANT BARKING Oh, what's that? Listen!

-Hear that?

-What is it?

They're all yapping about...tubble.

Tubble?! Oh, TROUBLE!

-Must be puppies talking.

-There's more...

"Bad man grab widda wongs.

"Twee potted doggies."

Potted?! Twee potted doggies...?

Bad man grabs... three little spotted doggies.

BARKING CONTINUES

My gosh... Chloe's dogs.

Argh!

The puppies!

Thank you, Fluffy!

# Go to sleep

# Go to sleep

# Go to sleep, little guardy... #

Dog, James Dog.

# Go back to sleep

# Go back to sleep, stupid guardy. #

Taxi!

-St John's Mews, please.

-MACAW: I could do 5 to 10 for this...

That's 35 to 70 in dog years.

They've gone.

-Where are they?

-Calm down.

GROWLING

I'm so sorry. I-I-I should have trusted you.

I should never have trusted Cruella.

-With my police record...

-It doesn't matter.

-It does matter!

Look...

I broke into the lab and freed those dogs.

They were being used for experiments.

That was your dognapping conviction?

Yes.

-That's all?

-Yes.

BARKING

What's this?

The Orient Express?

Paris...

They're going to Paris! Come on!

Jean-Pierre, you've outdone yourself.

-I'm the Napoleon of the fur, and you are my...

-Waterloo?

-Together, we...

-AA-ARGH!

A rat!

I need spotted puppies, you idiot.

It's not a rat. I know rats.

-It's a poopy.

-Alonzo!

-Yes?

-Find the rat, kill it. We'll be on the Orient Express.

Kill?

The last time I underestimated a puppy, I wound up in jail!

-Go!

-Why not him?

-Now!

Oh! Yes, yes. Thank you.

-Excuse me! The Orient Express?

-Platform 9.

She'll see... She'll see that I'm the loyal one.

Alonzo?

Le petit homme.

You took care of the rat?

You will never...

see it...

again.

This isn't the Orient Express.

-MACAW: We're on the wrong platform!

-There she is!

Come on!

Oddball!

I can't look! She'll be killed!

Somebody do something!

What am I doing?! HELP! HELP!

Flap your wings!

Flap wings? Oh, where did these come from?!

I can fly!

Dogs can fly!

I just realised I'm not a Rottweiler at all!

I'm a retriever.

SHE WHIMPERS

-Where are we going?

-Paris.

-We missed the train!

-We'll catch the next one!

Do you think he saw us?

We better hide... But where?

What? "Bad Wendy's cow"...?

Oh!

Good idea, Spotty.

MUSIC: "The Marseillaise"

Bienvenue a Paris!

BARKING AND WHIMPERING

Careful!

Mustn't harm the "poopies"!

-BARKING

-The poopy man c-c-can ride in the c-c-car...

Is Alonzo keeping up?

The little man is too slow.

The traffic is too slow - the French are useless behind the wheel.

You're going the wrong way!

THEY'RE going the wrong way!

-HE SCREAMS

-Oh, shut up!

Jean-Pierre...

our next challenge - reinventing the poodle skirt.

YELPING

DISTANT BARKING

I didn't know you spoke French!

Come on! Come on!

Taxi! Stop!

What did they say?!

Follow les chiens!

MACAW: It's spooky, all right, but you'd have to be a whimpering, cowardly Chihuahua

not to barge in and take charge of the situation with no hesitation.

After you, then.

Oh-h-h, I'm going to regret this.

What do you look at?! Work!

Work!

-Illegal immigrants?

-Of course.

How much?

50 francs a week.

Oh! That's not much.

It's all they can afford.

MACAW: I hope you know where you're going.

Bingo!

Don't worry, I'll have them out in a jiffy.

Tastes like chicken.

No good looking at me like that.

It won't do any good, you know.

I'm sorry.

THUD!

Did you hear something?

Just your little man outside.

Sssh!

Hey, I thought I told you to wait outside.

I know, but they were worried.

Hello!

Hi!

Let's get them out of here.

Well...Miss Houdini.

Aren't you in a tight spot?

What fun, to get away with murder!

Ta-ta!

SHE LAUGHS

I'm really beginning to dislike that woman.

There's got to be a way out of here.

MACAW: Hello, nice bird.

Aargh!

Waddlesworth! Is Oddball with you?

MACAW: You bet she's here. She's commando leader.

Pass up the pups - quick!

OK!

One...

Have a seat.

Two... Go and join the other one.

Come on! Hurry up! Hurry up!

100... Come on - in a bunch!

One hundred and... Are you 100 or 101...?

Great, we have to start again.

That's it.

All rise!

-This is my favourite part.

-The skinning?

-Not the strangling?

-I like the strangling also.

The mark of a great furrier is that he does his own strangling.

Remember that.

-Sssh!

-FOOTSTEPS

It's the little rat!

You lied to me!

Me?!

Does she look dead to you?! Does she?!

I'll kill it myself.

You are a wormy little man!

You're both idiots!

MACAW: Excuse me!

WORK!

Now I'll crush you, little man!

Who's the little man now?

I'll wear you on my sleeves...

Puppy, puppy, puppy!

Sweet puppy.

Quickly! To the bakery!

-Can we trust him?

-Now's not the time to count your change. Come on!

She's after the puppies!

I've got you now, you little rat!

Without spots,

you're not worth the trouble. Chop-chop!

And now, to my coat!

Domino! Little Dipper!

Oddball!

MACAW: Oddball!

Where are you? Come out, come out, wherever you are!

MACAW: And now for the topper!

You may now kick the bride!

I'm ruined! This is the fall of Monsieur Le Pelt!

How do we get out of this mess?!

Piece of cake!

MACAW: Look out, everybody! It's the bad lady's cow.!

Oh, no...

Hello, all.

I've come from Miss De Vil's solicitor - Mr Torte.

I asked if I might have the pleasure of delivering this.

£8 million?!

Yes!

It's the judge's orders!

-£8 million!

-It's for the dogs, of course.

-Yes, I know!

-It's for the best...unless she's rehabilitated.

-No, Alonzo.

Cruella will always be Cruella.

Hope springs eternal.

What's that puppy doing up there?

-No! Oddball!

-Oddball!

Oh, Oddball!

What have you been doing?!

Look!

Kevin...

Look!

These won't come off! She's got her spots!

Oddball's got her spots!

Look!

MACAW: S-P-O-T-S!