It was a dream.
Darn it.
I, uh, had a great time.
So... So did I.
Oh, kiss her, for heaven's sake,
while we're still young.
Look, I, uh...
know you don't believe
in second chances...
but, uh...
do you believe
in second dates?
I do, a-actually.
Good.
Great.
Good night.
Well, at least
he's good-looking.
- Dogs.
- Mm-hmm.
This is the night
- It's a beautiful night
- Bye.
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.
- Hello?
- There are "poopies."
- "Poopies"?
- At Second Chance "poop" shelter.
- What?
- Poor little dalmatian "poopies."
- Dalmatians?
- Oui. Second Chance "poopie" shelter.
Hello? Who is this? Hello?
Hello? Hello?
- "Poopies"?
- Oui! "Poopies"!
- Oh, puppies. Mm-hmm.
- 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 around the corner.
Abandoned no more.
Oh, blimey!
The coppers!
Forensics is on its way. Over.
Don't panic, Kevin.
Let me handle this.
- Kevin Shepherd?
- Yes, hello, guv.
- I'm Kevin Shepherd.
- Waddlesworth!
- Sorry.
- How can I help you, Officer?
A warrant
to search the premises.
You have expensive taste, sir.
- Don't admit to anything.
- What's all this about?
Sixteen dalmatian puppies
were reported stolen last night.
Sir.
You'll never guess.
Oh, no!
Busted!
Oh, Miss De Vil.
Ooh, I suppose I must.
Disgusting creature!
Oh! Ohh!
Chloe, that helmet.
I'd rather have my skull crushed.
Cruella De Vil, you're under arrest.
- Kevin Shepherd, you're under arrest.
- Kevin!
- Chloe.
- Hello, Miss Simon.
- Is he one of your charges?
- No, he's not the one.
- She is! Why suspect Kevin?
- Caught him red-handed.
And he's got a record
for dognapping.
- Mmm.
- I can explain.
- You can explain
where you were last night.
- He was home kissing her. Oh!
- I was out.
- Out?
- Out.
- I think we've established he was out.
- Right, let's discuss this
at the station.
- He was out... with me.
Found this, sir...
list of addresses.
All the houses that have
had dalmatians stolen.
Chloe, you can't possibly believe...
This is crazy!
- I'm being set up.
- Here's the box of puppies
you asked us to...
- Whatever it is, I didn't do it.
- No.
I sent Ewan to pick up those.
There was a phone call and...
Oops.
This is crazy.
Why would I steal dalmatians?
Hmm? What possible motive
could I have to want to...
- The judge's order.
- What?
Oh, Kevin, how could you?
- All this for money?
- What?
Just like you said
at the restaurant.
Would somebody kindly acquaint me
with the facts?
If I'm caught stealing puppies,
my entire fortune goes to him.
Would that be a motive?
I'm innocent,
I tell you! Innocent!
- Couldn't tear them apart, sir.
- Ah, never mind.
Just goes to show,
a dog will love anyone.
Inspector Armstrong!
Oh, Inspector, thank you.
You and your men
do such a wonderful job...
protecting the weak
and the innocent.
Oh, thank you very much.
And I must say, Miss De Vil...
you are the most remarkable case
of rehabilitation I've known
in all my years on the force.
Thank you so much.
Bye-bye.
Good-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, darling.
I'm having a few friends 'round
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 would
dine alone tonight.
- I can't be seen dining
with a furrier, you fool.
- You fool!
- Grr!
- In fact, you shouldn't
even be here at all.
Why do you keep that "job odd" man
about the place?
- Are you jealous, Jean-Pierre?
-