drink?
- Oh, I-I... I'm fine, thank you.
- [Sighing]
Sit down, please.
How long have you been
working for me?
Uh, two years last August.
- And you've done
wonderful work in that time.
- Thank you.
- I don't see you socially, do I?
- No.
And you're not very well-known,
despite your obvious talent.
Well, notoriety doesn't
mean very much to me.
Your work is fresh and clean,
unfettered, unpretentious.
It sells.
And one of these days...
my competitors are going
to suss out who you are...
and they're going
to try to steal you away.
Oh, no. If I left,
it wouldn't be for another job.
Oh, really?
What would it be for?
Well, I don't know.
Um, if I met someone, if working here
didn't fit in with our plans.
- Marriage.
- Perhaps.
More good women have been
lost to marriage...
than to war, famine,
disease and disaster.
You have talent, darling.
Don't squander it.
Well, I don't think that it's something
we have to worry about.
- I don't have any prospects.
- Thank God.
Well, I should be
getting back to work.
Yes, please do.
Alonzo.
The drawing.
Take the drawing from Anita
and hand it to me!
Is that difficult?
Thank you.
Now go. Stand somewhere 'til I need you.
I look wonderful in spots.
However, I would like
to make one small change.
We could do this in linen.
It would be stunning in fur.
But you'll be wearing it
to the Chesterton Trials.
That's in April.
Fur would be inappropriate.
But it's my only true love, darling.
I live for fur. I worship fur.
After all, is there a woman
in all this wretched world who doesn't?
Give it to Anita.
Oh.
[Cruella Laughing]
It is rather amusing, isn't it?
What is?
Well, if we make this coat...
it would be as if
I were wearing your dog.
[Laughing]
[Laughing] Woof! Woof!
[Cruella's Laugh Echoing]
[Barking]
[Barking]
- [Barking]
- [Sighing]
Sorry, Pongo.
I didn't mean to take so long.
- If I could just sell a game,
we might be able to get a car.
- [Barking]
Come on.
- [Barking]
- Pongo!
Pongo!
Whoa!
Pongo!
Slow down!
- Slow down!
- Hey! Watch it!
[Brakes Screeching]
Oh!
- Pongo!
- Hey!
Whoa!
[Indistinct Chattering]
Pongo! Pongo! Pongo!
- [Horn Honking]
- [Grunting]
[Brakes Screeching]
Aaah!
Aaah!
Ooh!
- Pongo!
- [Brakes Screeching]
- Turn!
- [Horn Honking]
Aaah!
- No, Pongo!
- Aaah!
[Screaming]
- Aaah!
- Stop! Stop! Ooh!
[Horn Honking,
Brakes Squealing, Crashing]
Ee-ee-ee-ee-ee!
Ee-ee-ee-ee-ee!
- [Screaming]
- Pongo!
Pongo!
Whoa!
Aaah!
[Ducks Quacking]
I don't think
he wanted to do that.
There we go, Perdy.
- [Barking]
- Oh, now stop it. Okay, go!
Go fetch it. Good girl!
Come on, bring it back.
Come here.
Come here.
[Laughing]
Yeah, good girl.
Okay. Oh, now, come on,
let's go again.
Pongo!
[Bicycle Grinding]
Pongo!
- [Bicycle Brakes Squealing]
- Go fetch the ball.
Go on.
[Huffing]
[Barking]
[Barking]
Hello.
Who are you?
- [Yelping]
- Huh?
Hmm!
[Squishing Sound]
[Panting]
- [Growling]
- Aaah!
I got you.
Very smart.
Very funny.
- Everybody had a good laugh.
- Let go of that dog!
- Stay outta this, lady.
- Stop it, or I'll... I'll hit you!
Today is not a good day
to threaten me, Ma'am.
I don't care if it's a good day
or a bad day, I'll hit you nonetheless!
- Whatever.
- Okay, I gave you
a good and proper warning.
Look, I've had...
[Sighing]
Now, release my dog...
or I'll hit you again!
Your dog?
Yes, that is my dog.
Will you let her go?
[Whining]
Excuse me.
[Groaning]
- He's a she.
- Mm-hmm.
- [Whining]
- [Sighing]
[Growling]
- Hello, Pongo.
- [Whining]
I, uh, beg your pardon, Ma'am.
I'm sorry. My mistake.
- What do you got in that
purse of yours? Rocks?
- Oh, no.
Bricks. I've been
paving my garden...
and every time I see a discarded brick,
I just pick it up.
- How many did you find today?
- Uh, three.
- Three? Oh, well,
that's what I would've guessed.
- Hmm.
- Why are you all wet?
- I went swimming in the pond.
- Oh,