101 Dalmatians Page #5
[Chuckling]
Oh, I ain't gonna hurt ya.
I thought we was gonna pop 'em of.
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,
puling 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?
C'mon, Horace. Give 'em what for.
[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, oh, ohhh!
Jasper!
Horace!
[Groaning]
C'mon, Perdy. Let's go.
I'll skin every one
of them spotted hyenas
if it's the last thing I do.
[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.
And Roly, you rascal!
Did you bring me anything to eat?
Everybody here? All 15?
Twice that many, Dad.
Now there's 99 of us!
What? Nine... 99?
Where did they all come from?
[Perdy] What would she want
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... But it's true, sir.
Horace and Jasper were gonna
pop us of 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.
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 of. Here they come.
C'mon, kids, hurry.
- 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 of!
[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.
C'mon, back to the truck. We'll
head 'em of in half a mile.
[Tires screech]
They gotta be around here somewhere.
- [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?
They didn't even see us, Patch!
[Perdy] Shh, children. Children, shh.
My feet are slippery.
I wish we could walk on the snow.
[Chuckling] No, son,
we can't leave tracks.
[Honking, tires screeching]
Well, any sign of them?
Not so much as one bloomin' footprint.
And we've been up and down
every road in the county.
We're froze stiff. We're givin' up.
Oh, no, you don't!
We'll find the little mongrels
if it takes' till next Christmas.
Now get going! Watch your driving,
you imbeciles! Do you wanna
get nabbed by the police?
[Wind howling]
Ninety-three,
ninety-four, ninety-five, ninety-six,
ninety-seven,
ninety-eight...
Oh, Lucky!
C'mon, Lucky boy. We can't give up now.
I'm tired and I'm hungry
and my tail's froze...
and my nose is froze
and my ears are froze.
And my toes are froze.
[Barking]
[Dog] Pongo!
Pongo! Pongo!
We'd just about lost hope.
We have shelter for you...
at the dairy barn across the road.
Oh, thank goodness.
Perdy! Perdy!
This way, Perdy.
- The dairy barn across the road.
- C'mon, kids.
It's not far. C'mon,
this way. Follow the collie.
Just look, Queenie.
- Have you ever seen so many puppies?
- Aren't they adorable!
- Perfectly darling.
- The poor dears.
They're completely worn out
and half frozen!
They all here, Pongo?
Yes, dear. All 99 accounted for.
The famous Pongos.
Afraid you'd been captured.
How did you make it all this way?
- And in such dreadful weather.
I'm hungry, Mother. I'm hungry.
- I'm hungry too.
- Mother, we're hungry.
- We're all hungry.
- I'm sorry, children.
Do they like warm milk? It's fresh.
- Where is it?
- Where is the milk?
Come and get it, kids.
It's on the house.
This way, children. Around this way.
Don't crowd. You'll have to take turns.
Roly, wait your turn, dear.
Don't worry, kids.
There's plenty for all.
Ooh! The little darlings.
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... 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 honored to be of service.
- We're sorry we can't do more.
[Duchess] Anyone who would think
- Shh! Duchess!
- [Princess] They're so dear.
I wish they could stay
with us for always.
[Queenie] Princess, shh.
Quiet, everyone.
Let them sleep, the poor things.
They're so exhausted and they
still have such a long way to go.
[Honking]
[Honking continues]
Hurry, kids. Hurry!
[Honking]
[Tires screeching]
Well now, what have we here?
Well... so they thought
they could outwit Cruella.
[Honking]
Jasper! Horace!
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