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101 Dalmatians Page #6
- G
- Year:
- 1996
- 103 min
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l'm reduced to tramping
through sewage...
because my two imbeciles can't
keep track of a bunch of infant dogs!
- [ Cawing ]
- [ Grunts ]
[ Caws ]
[ Grunts, Sniffs ]
Oh!
[ All Yelping ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Snorts ]
[ Neighing ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Gasping ]
[ Snorting ]
[ Whinnying ]
[ Electricity Humming ]
[ Jasper ] l do not believe it.
We got no truck, no dogs.
We are so dead.
Number 1 Dead Street, that's us.
Look! Tracks.
l love you.
There you are. You see?
lf dogs are so smart,
they wouldn't leave tracks
for wary predators such as us.
- Yeah.
- Now, l've always said that
human beings are essentially superior--
you know, blessed with
faculties of speech and thought
[ Whimpers ]
Uh!
Don't worry, l won't ruin
l'm just going to
make a few buttonholes.
Where are you, you filthy beast?
[ Whimpering ]
Ah.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Whispers ]
Oh, yes.
l love the smell
of near extinction.
- Got it!
- [ Squeals ]
[ Gasps, Grunts ]
- [ Barks ]
- [ Barks ]
[ All Yelping, Barking ]
- [ Snorting ]
- Oh! Oh-oh! Oh! Oh!
- [ Grunting ]
[ Panting ]
Stupidity, you see? That's your problem.
That's what's been holding you back.
lf it was up to you,
you'd have taken hold of 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, the--
We stand upon the logs
and hop over...
thereby avoiding painful electric shock.
Brilliant.
Right. Mount the log.
Extend leg.
All right.
Now, when l count to three, we jump.
- Ready?
- Yes.
One.
- [ Electricity Zapping ]
- [ Both Yelling ]
- [ Grunts ]
[ Gibbering ]
[ Both Grunting ]
- [ Gibbering ]
Aah!
Useless, disgusting creatures.
l'm sick to think
we breathe the same air.
[ Gasps ] Bingo!
Poor little things.
- l'm gonna cut you off...
then cut you up.
[ Chittering, Giggling ]
Darling, red isn't your color.
- Give me the hat.
- [ Chitters ]
Give me the hat...
- [ Chittering ]
- or you'll become a hat.
- [ Chitters ]
- Give it to me!
[ Chitters ]
[ Screams ]
[ Clucking ]
- [ Laughing ]
- [ Chittering ]
- [ Roaring ]
- [ Clucks ]
- [ Meows ]
- [ Lowing, Bleating ]
- [ Yelling ]
[ Panting, Grunting ]
[ Panting ]
[ Grunts ]
Oh!
[ Dispatcher On Radio ]
[ Sirens Wailing ln Distance ]
Thank the Lord.
We're saved.
- Here you go.
- Up you go.
- Much obliged. Thanks.
- [ Officer ] Watch your heads.
- Very kind.
- Thank you.
- Nice and quiet.
- [ Officers Chattering ]
- This is lovely. Yeah.
- lsn't it?
Nice and warm.
No animals neither.
[ Low Growl ]
[ Growling ]
[ Panting ]
You... beasts!
- But l'm not beaten yet.
You've won the battle,
but l'm about to win the wardrobe.
in plain sight and leaving tracks.
ln a moment l'll have what
l came for, while all of you
will end up as sausage meat...
alone on some sad plastic plate...
dead and medium red;
no friends, no family, no pulse...
just slapped between two buns,
smothered in onions...
with fries on the side.
- Cruella De Vil has
the last laugh! [ Laughing ]
- [ Thunderclap ]
- [ Neighing ]
[ Screaming ]
- [ Neighing ]
- [ Lowing ]
[ Clucking, Laughing ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Pigs Grunting ]
[ Grunts, Pants ]
- [ Panting ]
Miss De Vil?
- Yes?
- We have a warrant for your arrest.
Oh? ls there
something wrong?
Stop. What's that up ahead?
Well, will you look at that.
[ Grunts ]
[ People Chattering ]
[ Officer ] Excuse me, madame.
Would you mind standing back?
[ Barks ]
[ Whines ]
l've come up with 98 pups.
The two adults make it 100 even.
We've got 100 here, sir.
[ Barks ]
[ Barking ]
Uh, make that...
[ Barking ]
[ Barking ]
- [ Barking ]
- [ Barking ]
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 three incompetent twits...
let yourselves be outsmarted
by a bunch of dumb animals!
And you call
yourselves men. Ha!
l've seen more intelligent
pieces of carpet!
- [ Skunk Chittering ]
- [ Screaming ]
[ All Screaming ]
Oh, they're here!
Anita!
Roger!
- The puppies!
- Here-- Oh, my goodness! Look at them.
- [ Anita ] Oh!
- Oh, Pongo!
Oh, Perdy!
Oh! That a boy!
That a boy! Yeah!
- That a boy!
- Oh! Oh! [ Laughing ]
Oh, thank you, Officer!
How can we ever repay you?
Well, your dogs were the only ones
with identification tags.
We have no idea
which puppy goes where.
Our records indicate
that so far...
nobody has called
- Now, they need a home, or--
Well, they go to the pound.
[ Barking ]
Oh, no. No.
No, no, no, no. Uh-- Uh--
- Roger, we can't-- We don't have room.
- Well, we'll get a bigger place.
We have 17 as it is.
What's a few more?
We'll work something out.
- [ Barks ]
- [ Laughs ]
[ Whines ]
Oh.
You'll have dozens
of children, you know.
- [ Whines ]
- [ Barks ]
Well, l won't have them
chewing up the carpets...
barking until all hours of the night.
- [ Whines ]
- [ Chuckles ]
All right.
Everyone inside before we all get cold.
- [ Chuckles ]
- Unload the puppies!
- [ People Chattering ]
[ Yelps ]
[ Both Yelping ]
- [ Game Beeping ]
Get ready.
Get ready.
- [ Groans ]
[ Screaming ]
Cool!
Excellent villain, mate.
Thanks, Herbert!
- Congratulations.
- Uh, why, yes. Thank you.
- See you in my office.
We've got terms to sort out.
- Okay. Great.
- Excellent villain, mate.
- [ Both Laugh ]
- l don't be--
Our baby is a year old.
- We have a new house, a new life--
- And we have each other.
[ Chuckles ]
We have Nanny.
- And l have the three of you.
- We have two wonderful dogs.
And they have their children.
And their stepchildren.
And they have their children.
And their stepchildren
have children.
have children.
[ Nanny ]
And speaking of children--
[ Anita ] Roger, darling,
l've got the most wonderful news.
[ Dalmatians Barking ]
Cruella De Vil
Cruella De Vil
lf she doesn't scare you
no evil thing will
To see her is to take a sudden chill
Cruella
Cruella De Vil
Cruella, her lips
The ice in her stare
All innocent children
had better beware
She's like a spider
waiting for the kill
Look out for Cruella De Vil
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