101 Dalmatians Page #3

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you're not coming in here!

- Oh!

- Oh-ho-ho!

She's a regular little tartar,

ain't she, Horace? [laughs]

Don't you dare go up there,

you big, long-legged lummox!

Now I mean it. [panting]

If you don't get out of this house...

...Ill call the police, I will.

Now be off with you,

you big... you big weasel!

Now you've been gone and done it.

You've cut me to the quick, lady.

Why, I wouldn't stay here

if you asked me.

Not even for a cup of tea.

Oy! Horace, me lad, I've got a sneaky

suspicion we're not welcome here.

Pack up. We're leaving.

Sharp's the word and quick's the action.

Let me out! Help!

I'll call the police. Help!

- [Crashing]

- [Jasper laughing]

- Goodnight, Ducky. Ta-ta!

- [Footsteps retreating]

Those good-for-nothing hoodlums!

Electric company. Hmph!

[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...

[gasps] The puppies!

The puppies! They're gone!

Patch? Lucky? Roly?

Oh! They took the puppies!

Oh... Whatever will I do?

Those scoundrels!

They stole the puppies.

Police? Help! The puppies.

Police! Somebody help me!

Help! Help! Help! [crying]

[Woman] "Dog napping!" Tsk-tsk.

Can you imagine such a thing?

"15 puppies stolen."

They are darling little things.

Anita and her... [laughs]

...and her bashful Beethoven!

Pipe and all!

Oh, Roger, you are a fool!

- [Laughing]

- [Phone ringing]

Hello?

Jasper! Jasper, you idiot!

How dare you call here?!

We don't want no more of this,

we want our boodle!

We'll settle for half!

Not one schilling 'til the job's done.

- Jasper! Jasper!

- [Cruella] Do you understand?

It's in the blinkin' papers,

pictures and all!

Hang the papers!

Itll be forgotten tomorrow.

- I don't like it.

- Shut up, you idiot!

- What?

- [Jasper] Not you, miss. I mean Horace!

Why, you imbecile!

[Phone ringing]

[Roger] Maybe Scotland Yard.

Maybe they found something.

Hello, inspector?

- [Cruella] Is Anita there?

- Who?

- Anita!

- Uh... it's for you.

- Hello?

- [Cruella] Anita, darling.

- [Anita] Oh. Cruella.

- Oh, Anita.

What a dreadful thing.

I just saw the papers.

I couldn't believe it.

[Anita] Yes, Cruella.

It was quite a shock.

- Is she calling to confess?

- Roger, please!

[Roger] She's a sly one.

[Anita] We're doing everything possible.

- [Cruella] Have you called the police?

- [Anita] Yes, Scotland Yard.

- But I'm afraid...

- Where are they?

You idiot!

- [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.

I don't know.

Oh, Roger. 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

neighborhood? 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, Regents 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!

Quiet!

[Barking, howling continues]

[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] 'Taint 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.

Ahem!

[Barking, howling]

[Distant barking]

Hmm-hmm-hmm.

Hmm... sounds like old Towser.

It's an alert. Sergeant!

Sergeant Tibs! I say, Sergeant!

- [Neighing]

- [Screeching]

Wha...? 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.

Ahem!

[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.

[Barking]

Yes, dot, spot... spotted puddings...

...poodles...

No, no puddles.

Puddles, sir?

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.

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