..
then cut you up.
[Sinister Chuckle]
[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 In 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.
- Isn't it?
Nice and warm.
No animals neither.
[Low Growl]
[Growling]
[Panting]
You... beasts!
- [Throaty Snort]
- But I'm not beaten yet.
You've won the battle,
but I'm about to win the wardrobe.
My spotty puppy coat is
in plain sight and leaving tracks.
In a moment I'll have what
I 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]
- [Laughing Continues]
[Screaming]
- [Neighing]
- [Lowing]
[Clucking, Laughing]
[Grunting]
[Pigs Grunting]
[Grunts, Pants]
- [Sirens Wailing]
- [Panting]
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.
[Puppies Barking]
[Grunts]
[People Chattering]
[Officer] Excuse me, madame.
Would you mind standing back?
[Barks]
[Whines]
I've come up with 98 pups.
The two adults make it 100 even.
We've got 100 here, sir.
[Barks]
[Barking]
[Barking Continues]
Uh, make that...
101 dalmatians, sir.
[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!
I've seen more intelligent
pieces of carpet!
- [Skunk Chittering]
- [Screaming]
[All Screaming]
[Screaming Continues]
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
to claim the other puppies.
- Now, they need a home, or...
- [Anita Gasps]
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, I 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!
- [Puppies Barking]
- [People Chattering]
[Barking Continues]
[Yelps]
[Both Yelping]
- [Game Beeping]
- [Yelping Continues]
[Yelping Continues]
Get ready.
Get ready.
[Sinister Laughter]
- [Sinister Laughter]
- [Groans]
[Puppies Yelping]
[Screaming]
Cool!
Excellent villain, mate.
Thanks, Herbert!
- Congratulations.
- Uh, why, yes. Thank you.
- Thank you. Thank you...
- See you in my office.
We've got terms to sort out.
- Okay. Great.
- Excellent villain, mate.
- [Both Laugh]
- I don't be...
I can barely believe it.
Our baby is a year