[Barking]
[Clock Chiming]
My story begins in London...
not so very long ago.
Yet so much has happened since then, that it seems like an eternity.
At that time, lived with my pet...
- in a bachelor flat just off Regents Park. -#[Piano]
It was a beautiful spring day,
a tedious time of the year for bachelors.
Oh... that's my pet, Roger Radclif,
a musician of sorts.
I'm the one with the spots.
My name's Pongo.
As far as I could see,
the old notion that a bachelor's life wasso...
glamorous and carefree was all nonsense.
It was downright dull.
[Sigh]
It was plain to see that my old pet needed someone.
But if it were left up to Roger, we'd be bachelors forever.
He was married to his work, writing songs.
Songs about romance... of all things,
something he knew absolutely nothing about.
Oh, he's intelligent enough, as humans go.
And I think you could say, Roger is a rather handsome animal in his way.
I could see no reason why my pet...
didn't deserve an attractive mate.
At least I was determined to do my best.
Of course, dogs are a pretty poor judge of human beauty.
But I had a rough idea...
of what to look for.
Hmm! Unusual breed.
[Chuckle] Very unusual.
Hmm! Oh, surely not.
Well now, what have we here?
Hmm.
Well, a little... too short coupled.
Nope!
I say! Well, I do say!
Now there's a fancy breed.
Hmm. Perhaps a little too fancy.
Yes, much too fancy.
Too old. Too young.
It was a problem, a real problem.
Well, now that's a bit more like it!
The most beautiful creature on four legs!
Now if only the girl--
Well! She's very lovely too.
It was almost too good to be true.
I'd never find another pair like that,
not if looked for 100 years.
Ah, they're heading for the park.
A perfect meeting place... if I can only arrange it.
Uh-oh... but Roger never stopped work' till after 5:00.
That would be too late.
[Barking]
After 5:00 already.
- Fancy that. - [Barking]
All right, Pongo. All right, boy.
[Barking]
[Yipping]
Pongo, boy, take it easy!
What's all the hurry?
[Barking]
Pongo, boy, slow down.
I was afraid we'd missed them. Perhaps they passed on by the park.
Then suddenly... I spotted them.
It was a perfect situation if I planned it right.
I couldn't depend on Roger. I knew what he'd do.
He'd settle on the grass, puff his pipe and that would be it.
No, it was all up to me.
Well.
At first I had no particular plan,
just anything to attract attention.
You know, stir things up a bit.
Pongo, you silly old thing!
C'mon! C'mon, let's have it, boy.
- Pongo! - [Yipping]
Pongo!
[Barking]
[Pongo] For a while, it seemed to work.
At least they had seen one another.
Things were going along first-rate.
But for some strange reason they left!
C'mon, you old renegade. We're going home.
[Pongo] But I wasn't giving up.
I was determined that somehow they just had to meet.
- Oh! - Ohhh!
I beg your pardon. Please excuse me.
I must say, what on earth!
- Oh, really. Good heavens. - Oh, dear.
- Ohh! -Ahh, ahh!
Oh, oh.
[Gasping]
Oh, my new spring suit and my new hat!
[Roger] Ah, ah... I'm terribly sorry.
Please let me help you.
I'm so sorry.
I don't know what's come over him.
I'm so sorry. He's never acted this way before.
Please, just go away. You've done enough.
Please? Oh.
Oh, I say. Here, take mine.
Oh.
[Laughing]
Wilt thou lo ve her, comfort her,
honour and keep her in sickness and in health;
and for asking all others,
keep thee only unto her so long as ye both shall live?
[Roger] I will.
[Pongo] For the first six months orso...
we lived in a small house near the park,
a modest little place...
but just right for two couples who were just starting out.
#[Piano]
Perdita, darling, are you all right?
[Chuckle] Oh, of course, dear.
After all, dogs were having puppies long before our time.
[Chuckle]
[Pongo] Oh, that's Nanny, a wonderful cook and housekeeper.
She's such a kind, understanding soul.
You know,
at times she seems almost canine.
Roger, dear,
tea time.
Tea time!
[Roger] #Be down in a minute#
#Ta tum ti ta tum#
#Do you like my new song#
#Ta tum ti ta tum# Such clever lyrics.
[Chuckle] Melody first, my dear.
And then the lyrics, hmm?
[Car Horn]
Oh, Pongo... it's her. It's that devil woman.
[Car Horn]
[Roger] Oh, must be Cruela, your dearly devoted old school mate.
Cruela de Vil.
That's it!
#Cruela de Vil#
#If she doesn't scare you no evil thing will#
- Oh, Roger. -#To see her is to take a sudden chill#
Ohh!
#Cruela... Cruela#
#She's like a spider waiting for the... kill#
Roger, she'll hear you.
#Look out for Cruela de Vil#
Let her in, Nanny.
- Anita, darling! - How are you?
Miserable as usual. Perfectly wretched!
Where are they? Where are they?
For heaven sakes, where are they?
- Who, Cruela? - The puppies! The puppies.
No time for games. Where are the little brutes?
#[Trumpet]
It'll be at least three weeks. No rushing these things.
[Chuckle] Anita, you're such a wit.
Here, dog, here.
- Here, dog. - [Growling]
Cruela, isn't that a new fur coat?
My only true love, darling.
I live for furs. I worship furs!
Is there a woman in this wretched world who doesn't?
Oh, I'd like a nice fur, but there are many other thing--
Sweet, simple Anita. [Chuckle]
I know, I know!
This horrid little house is your dream castle.
And poor Roger is your bold and fearless Sir Galahad!
Oh, Cruela.
Then of course you have your little spotted friends.
Oh yes,
I must say... such perfectly beautiful coats.
- Won't you have some tea? - I've got to run.
Let me know when the puppies arrive.
- You will, won't you, dear? - Yes, Cruela.
Don't forget, it's a promise. See you in three weeks.
Cheerio, darling.
Ohh!
#At first you think Cruela is a devil#
#But after time has worn away the shock#
#You come to realize#
#You've seen her kind of eyes#
#Watching you from underneath a rock#
- You're no help. -#This vampire bat#
#This inhuman beast#
#She ought to be locked up and never released#
#The world was such a wholesome place until#
#Cruela#
#Cruela de Vil#
Roger, you are an idiot!
[Laughter]
- Perdy? - That witch. That devil woman.
She wants our puppies. That's all she's after.
Don't worry, Perdy. They're on to her.
- Nothing's going to happen to our puppies. - What does she want with them?
She can't possibly lo ve them.
Oh, Pongo.
I was so happy at first, but now I--
[Crying]
Oh, I--
I wish we weren't having any.
[Thunder]
[Pongo] Poor Perdita. Of course, she had no choice.
The puppies arrived right on schedule...
one wild and stormy night in October.
[Footsteps]
Ohh!
Steady, boy.
[Nanny] The puppies are here!
Oh... the puppies are here!
H-H-How many?
- Eight. - Eight?
[Barking]
By George, Pongo! Eight puppies.
Ten.
- [Anita] Eleven. - Eleven.
Eleven? Eleven puppies, Pongo.
Wait a minute now, wait a minute... thirteen!
No, no, no. Fourteen.
- Ohh... fifteen! - Fifteen?
And the mother's doing fine, love.
You ducky thing, you.
Fifteen puppies?
Why, Pongo, that's marvelous!
It's fabulous!
Why, you old rascal!
Fourteen.
Just fourteen.
We lost one.
Poor little thing.
Oh, Pongo, boy.
It's just one of those things.
And yet?
And yet I wonder.
[Thunder]
Look, Pongo.
Anita!
Nanny. Fifteen!
We still have fifteen!
Oh, Roger, he's all right! Thank heaven.
See? He's just as good as new.
Can you imagine, Roger, fifteen puppies!
Fifteen. Fifteen puppies!
How marvelous.
How marvelous, how perfectly... ugh!
The devil take it. They're mongrels... no spots!
No spots at all. What a horrid little white rat.
They're not mongrels!
They'll get their spots. Just wait and see.
That's right. They'll have their spots in a few weeks.
Oh, we, in that case I'll take them all. The whole litter.
Just name your price, dear.
I'm afraid we can't give them up.
- Poor Perdita, she'd be heartbroken. - Anita, don't be ridiculous.
You can't afford to keep them. You can scarcely feed yourselves.
I'm sure we'll get along.
[Chuckle] Yes, I know. I know!
Roger's... Roger's songs!
[Laughing]
Enough of this nonsense. I'll pay you twice what they're worth.
I'm being more than generous.
Blast this pen.
Blast this wretched, wretched pen!
When can the puppies leave their mother?
Two weeks? Three weeks?
[Roger] Never.
- What? - We're n-n-not sealing the puppies.
Not a single one. Do you understand?
Anita, is he serious?
I really don't know Roger.
- Cruela, he-- - Surely he must be joking!
No, no, no. I-I-I mean it.
You're not getting one. N-N-Not one.
And that's... final.
Why, you horrid man!
You... you...
All right, keep the little beasts for all I care.
Do as you like with them. Drown them!
But I warn you, Anita, I'm through with all of you!
I'll get even. Just wait.
You'll be sorry, you fools!
You... you idiots!
[Door Slams]
[Barking]
Oh, Roger! You were magnificent, darling.
He was a blooming' hero, ma'am!
Indeed he was. A bloomin' hero!
Perdy? Perdy, darling?
We're keeping the puppies, every single one of them.
My ol'pet Roger, he told that devil woman off.
He told her of, Perdy. She's gone.
- Darling, she's gone for good. - Oh, Pongo.
- C'mon, Thunderbolt. - C'mon, Thunderbolt.
Go get him, Thunder.
After him, boy.
He'll get that dirty ol' horse thief.
Old Thunderbolt's the greatest dog in the whole world.
He's even better than Dad.
No dog's better than Dad.
What's he going to do, Dad?
Shh, shh. Let's just wait and see.
[Puppy] Look at him run, the old coward.
That old dirty Dawson!
The yellow-livered old skunk!
I'd like to tear his gizzard out.
[Perdy] Why, Patch, where did you ever hear such talk?
Certainly not from your mother.
- Watch out, Thunder. - Don't worry, Penny.
He'll get that yellow-livered--
Well, he'll get him, all right.
Lucky, get down. We can't see.
Mother, make him get down.
C'mon, Lucky. Down, dear.
Missed him. Missed him by a mile.
I'm hungry, mother. I'm hungry.
Roly, you've just had your dinner.
But I am, just the same.
I'm so hungry I could eat... a whole elephant.
Shh!
[Puppy] There he is, behind that rock.
[Gunshot]
Oh, dear. He shot poor Thunder.
He missed him. Ol' Thunder's pretending... I think.
[Wicked Laugh]
See? What did I tell you? That's one of his tricks.
- Lucky, get down. - Ha-ha-ha!
[Whimpering, Yipping]
I'm hungry, Mother. I really am.
[TV] Don't miss next week's episode. Who will triumph?
Ol' Thunder always wins!
And speaking of champions, friends,
Kanine Krunchies is the champion of all dog biscuits.
#Kanine Krunchies can't be beat#
#They make each meal a special treat#
#Happy dogs are those who eat nutritious Kanine Krunchies#
Perdy, we better get these little nippers of to bed...
if we're going for a... w-a-l-k.
- We want to go too, Mother. - Can we, Mother?
We never get to go.
Come along, children. Bedtime.
But we're not a... [Yawn]... bit sleepy.
We want to go for a walk in the park.
- Dad, can we? - Better do as your mother says.
[Pongo] One, two, three, four...
five, six... seven...
eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen...
I'm not sleepy. I'm hungry.
fourteen.
Hmm?
#So do what all the smart dogs do#
#And you feel great the whole day through#
#You can be a champion too if you eat Kanine Krunchies#
Remember, friends, just send five--
Lucky, you little rascal, let's go.
There they go, Horace, me lad,
out for their evening constitutional.
A lovely pair of turtledoves.
Around the corner and of to the park.
Yeah, I don't like it, Jasper.
One more pinch and they'll throw the keys away.
Come of it, Horace. We're getting plenty of boodle.
Yes, but... I've been thinkin'.
You've been thinkin'? I warned you about thinkin'.
I've got the knob for this job, so let's get on with it.
Ah, nobody home but the little ol' cook.
You just leave her to ol' Jasper.
He can handle her real diplomatic-like.
Yeah, but I still don't like it.
Here, here. Patch, you settle down.
[Chuckle]
Oh, dear.
Go to sleep now. Close your little eyes.
That's a good little one.
[Ringing]
Who do you suppose?
Good evening, ma'am.
We're here to inspect the wiring and the switches.
- We're from the gas company. - Electric, electric.
Electric company.
But we didn't cal for any inspection.
There's a new act just been passed in Parliament.
Comes under the heading of "De fence of the Realm Act."
It's for your own safety, ma'am.
I don't care whatever it says.
You're not coming in here with the Misterand Missus gone.
Come of it, Ducky. We got no time to palaver.
We got a job to do. Excuse me!
What's the matter with you two?
You got cloth ears? You're not coming in!
She's a regular little tartar, ain't she, Horace?
Don't you dare go up there, you long-legged lummox!
Now I mean it.
If you don't get out of this house...
I'll cal the police, I will.
Now be off with you, 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.
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 cal the police. Help!
Goodnight, Ducky. Ta-ta!
Those good-for-nothing hoodlums!
Electric company. Hmph!
They're nothing but common sneak thieves.
I'll bet they made of with the good silver.
Why, I bet they took every last--
The puppies!
They're gone! Patch? Lucky? Roly?
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!
"Dog napping!" Can you imagine such a thing?
"15 puppies stolen. " They are darling little things.
Anita...
and her bashful I Beethoven!
Pipe and all!
Oh, Roger, you are a fool!
[Phone Ringing]
Hello?
Jasper! Jasper, you idiot!
- How are you cal 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!
It's in the blinkin' papers, pictures and all!
Hang the papers! It'll be forgotten tomorrow.
- I don't like it. - Shut up, you idiot!
What?
Not you, miss. I mean Horace!
Why, you imbecile!
[Phone Ringing]
[Roger] Maybe it's Scotland Yard.
Maybe they found something. Hello, respect?
- Is Anita there? - Who?
-Anita! - Uh...it's for you.
Hello?
[Cruela] Anita, darling. What a dreadful thing.
I just saw the papers. I couldn't believe it.
Yes, Cruela. It was quite a shock.
- Is she cabling to confess? - Roger, please!
- She's a sly one. - We're doing everything possible.
- [Cruela] Have you caled the police? - Yes, Scotland Yard.
- But I'm afraid-- - Where are they?
You idiot!
-Anita! - Sorry, Cruela.
[Anita] lf there's any news, we'll let you know.
Thank you, Cruela.
Roger, I admit she's eccentric, but she's not a thief.
Well, she's still number one suspect in my book!
She's been investigated by Scotland Yard.
- What more do you want? - I don't know, darling.
I don't know.
Oh, Roger. What 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]
Quiet, boy!
Do you want to stir up the whole neighborhood?
- Perdy, come on! - Let's go.
- [Barking] - Pongo, you old idiot!
[Howling]
Come on, now. We're going home!
[Pongo 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? Tel me, tel me!
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
[Distant Barking]
Well, now... Hmm, that is something.
What, Danny? What's something?
1 5 Dalmatian puppies, stolen!
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]
Woof! Woof!
[Howling]
Ahh!
[Barking]
Prissy, come in here!
[Barking]
[Yipping And Howling]
[Barking]
- [Barking] - Coco!
Be quiet now!
[Many Dogs Barking]
[Man] A we, shut up!
Quiet!
[Barking Continues]
Wil you be quiet!
[Distant Barking]
[Barking]
[Howling]
[Barking]
Towser, what's going on?
What is it? What's all the gossip?
'Taint no gossip, Lucy. It be all the way from London.
- You don't say! - 1 5 puppies stolen.
There's no puppies around here, not since Nelie's last litter.
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]
[Distant Barking]
Hmm-hmm-hmm.
Hmm... sounds like old Towser.
It's an alert. Sergeant!
Sergeant Tibs! I say, Sergeant!
[Neighing]
Oh, yes, Captain!
Barking signal. It's an alert. Report to the Colonel at once.
Right to, sir. Right away, sir!
Colonel?
I say, Colonel! Colonel, sir?
- Colonel? - What? Who goes there?
Sergeant Tibs reporting, sir.
Tibs? Tibs? Oh, yes, Sergeant Tibs!
Look here, Tibs. What's the idea of barging in at this hour?
But Colonel--
- Hold on, Sergeant. You hear that? - [Barking]
- Sounds like an alert. - Yes, Colonel.
- We'd better look into it. Come along, on the double. - Righto, sir.
- It's old Towser down at Withermarsh, sir. - [Barking]
By Jove, yes! So it is.
Well, I'll see what he wants.
Ahem!
Woof, woof, woof!
It be the Colonel. The old boy himself!
He wants the message.
You'd better make it loud or he'll never get it.
[Barking]
One long howl, two short.
- One yip and a woof. - Two yips, sir.
- What's the word? - It's from London.
- It must be important. - Yes, I'll get the rest of it.
Ahem!
Woof, woof, woof!
[Distant Barking]
Sounds like a number. Three fives is 1 3.
- That's 1 5, sir. - Of course, 1 5.
[Barking]
Yes... Dot, Spot-- Spotted puddings.
Poodles.
- No, puddles! - Puddles, sir?
1 5 spotted puddles stolen? Oh, balderdash!
- Better double-check it, Colonel. - [Grumbling]
Oh, yes, I suppose I'd better.
Woof, woof, woof!
[Barking]
Two woofs, one yip and a woof.
- It sounds like "puppies"! - Of course, puppies!
I just remembered.
Two nights past, I heard puppy barking at Hel Hal.
The old de Vil place? Nonsense, Tibs!
No one's lived there for years.
Hold on! There's smoke coming from the chimney!
[Colonel] ByJo ve, that's strange... strange indeed.
I suppose we'd better investigate.
I'll send word for ol' Towser to stand by.
Roof! Roo-roo-roof!
Please... stand... by.
- What's he mean by that? - I don't know.
Oh... maybe the ol' boy's found something!
Oh, I do hope so.
They say the ol' place is haunted or bewitched or some such fiddle faddle.
Fiddle faddle and rot, sir.
Just the same, Sergeant, use extreme caution.
No teling what sort of hocus pocus you might run into.
[Gulps]
Blast it all, Tibs. On the double, man.
- On the double. - Yes, sir. Right away, sir.
Psst!
- [Whispering] Rover! Spotty! - Hmm. What?
Are you one of the 1 5 stolen puppies?
We're not stolen. We're bought and paid for.
There's 99 of us all together.
Ninety-nine!
How'bout that bunch of little ones?
They have names and colours. They're not from the pet shops.
- Fifteen of'em. - We never counted them.
They're over there by the tv.
- I'd better count'em. - Watch out for the baduns.
Baduns?
Those two blokes, Horace and Jasper.
They're mean ones, they are.
#[TV]
Hey, look, Horace!
Watch me pot His Lordship smack on the conk.
Ha-ha-ha-ha. How's that for calin'em, eh?
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
[Whispering] One... two...
- three, four, five, six-- - Hey, Jasper.
[Mumbling] Give us a swig,
- just a short one. - Now, Horace,
this hogwash ain't fit for a fancy bloke like yourself.
Besides, you'd get crumbs in it, you cabbage head!
All right.
Guzzle the whole works. I hope it gives you coly wobbles, that's what.
Hey, Jasper. Did you--
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven--
Hey, get down, you runt! And stay down!
[Yipping]
Go on, get out of here...
orl'l black your other peeper.
Where was I? Nine--
Nine... three more.
Twelve and... one, two, three. That's fifteen!
They're the ones!
- [Screeching] - Blimey!
- [Barking] - What the--
Horace, look what we got! A tabby cat!
[Yipping]
Ha-ha-ha! Ho-ho-ho!
How'd you like a tabby cat stew?
Or a cat casserole?
A la mode!
[Howling]
[Chiming]
[Hooligans]
- What is it, Pongo? What is it? - It's the Great Dane.
He has news forus. He'll meet us at Primrose Hil.
- How'll we get out? - The back bedroom window.
It's always open a wee bit. C'mon.
- Woof! Woof! - [Barking]
Pongos, you've made it. Good.
- What's the word? What's the news? - Have they found our puppies?
They've been located somewhere north of here...
- in Suffolk. - Oh, thank heaven.
- Can you leave tonight? - We can leave right away.
I'll go along as far as Camden Road and give you instructions.
[Great Dane] When you reach Wither marsh, contact old To wser.
He'll direct you to the Colonel and the Colonel will take you...
toy our puppies at the de Vilplace.
- De Vil! - The de Vil place!
Oh, Pongo, it was her!
- Oh, someone you know? - There's no time to explain.
I hope we're not too late.
Good luck, Pongo.
If you lose your way, contact the barking chain.
They'll be standing by!
[Honking]
Any news, Colonel?
Not a blasted thing.
They're lost or captured, or something or other.
- Who knows what. - Colonel, here comes a car.
Come now, Tibs. Don't be ridiculous.
- They wouldn't be driving. - Yes, I know, sir.
But it's heading for Hel Hal.
It-- It's stopping at the gate!
It is?
Blast it all! Better see what's up.
- On the double, man. On the double! - Yes, sir.
Take over, Captain.
Right to, sir.
[TVQuiz Master] I'm sorry, Mr Simpkins. The answers no, no, no.
Six down, four to go.
I've got no time to argue. It's got to be done tonight.
It must be a yes or no question.
Do you understand? Tonight!
[Horace] But they ain't big enough.
You couldn't get half a dozen coats out of the whole caboodle.
Coats! Dog-skin coats?
We'll settle for half a dozen! We can't wait.
The police are everywhere. I want the job done tonight!
How're we gonna do it?
Any way you like. Poison them, drown them.
Bash them in the head. You got any chloroform?
- Not a drop. - And no ether, "ee-there."
" Eye-there"!
I don't care how you kill the little beasts, but do it... and do it now!
A we, please, miss. Ha ve pity.
Can't we see the rest of the show first?
[Horace] We want to see "What's My Crime?"
[Explosion]
Listen, you idiots!
I'll be back in the morning. The job better be done...
or I'll-- I'll call the police!
Do you understand?
I think she means it.
Ah... We'll get on with it...
as soon as the show's over.
Will you please sign in, sir?
You'd better get out of here if you want to save your skins.
- But how? - Shh.
There's a hole in the wall there by the door.
C'mon, shake a leg.
Psst. Kids, follow me.
[Horace] Hey, Jasper, look! Ha-ha-ha-ha.
It's old Meathead.
Yeah, what do you know... old Meathead Faunce water.
C'mon, don't crowd.
One at a time. One at a time!
For our last contestant,
meet Mr PercivaI Faunce water.
If the panel fails to guess your unusual crime in ten questions,
you will receive two weeks vacation at a seaside resort,
all expenses paid.
[Quiz Master] That is, after you've paid your debt to society.
Who will take the first question? inspector?
Could your crime be classified as larceny?
-A theft, burglary? - Straighten out!
Form a queue... along the wall. Snap it up.
[Quiz Master] Mr Faunce water is a burglar by trade,
but in this case, his crime was not burglary.
- The answers no. - [Laughing]
One down, nine to go. Miss Birdwel?
If your crime wasn't robbery, did you--
Oh, dear, what I mean is--
Do something of a violent nature, that is--
Come, Miss Birdwel, we're running short of time.
[Miss Birdwel] So sorry.
- Did you do someone in? - Oh!
[Quiz Master] I'm sorry. The answers no.
Two down, eight to go.
- Mr Simpkins? - Psst.
Hey, kid, let's go.
[Mr Simpkins] Could it be a violation of a city ordinance?
No.
Hey, get out of the way, you little runt!
[Quiz Master] Three down, seven to go. Inspector?
[Inspector] Very confusing, I must say.
Surely, this crime could--
- [Buzzer] - I'm terribly sorry.
-We've run out of time. -[Horace] Ain't that always the way!
Would it be possible for Mr Faunce water to come back next week?
Then we could finish our little game.
Goodnight, audience. See you next week at this same time...
on "What's My Crime?"
Ah, oh well.
C'mon, Horace. Let's get on with it.
I'll pop'em on the head, you do the skinnin'.
No you don't, Jasper!
I'll pop'em of and you do the skinnin'.
Horace, look!
They're gone. They flew the coop...
right out through this hole. Here, grab a torch.
We'll run'em down before you can say " Bob's your uncle."
[Whimpering]
There they go, Horace, up the stairs.
[Whistling]
Here puppies.
[Whistling]
Here, puppies! C'mon now.
Don't go hiding from ol' Uncle Jasper.
I ain't gonna hurt ya.
I thought we was gonna pop'em of.
Shut up. Take a squint in there.
I'll check these other two rooms.
[Whistling] Here, puppies.
Come on out. Come out wherever you are.
[Screeching]
Horace! Oh!
[Jasper] It's that mangy tabby cat. He's the ringleader.
Head'em off. Head'em--
[Yipping]
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.
- [Whining] - Horace, there they go!
Sergeant? I say, Sergeant.
No time to explain. Busy, sir.
Shut that door!
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]
Grrr... [Howling]
It's the Colonel. This way.
[Barking And Howling]
Colonel? Are you the Colonel?
Oh, Pingo! Uh-- Uh-- Pongo?
Our puppies, are they all right?
No time to explain. There's trouble.
A big hull a baloo. Come along!
Follow me!
Ah, ha-ha-ha!
Now we've got'em, Horace. They've run out of room.
What have we got here? A couple of spotted hyenas?
C'mon, Horace. Give'em what for.
I'm right behind ya, lad.
Uh... oh!
You clumsy clod!
I'll knock the spots off you. Let go!
[Barking]
Well, by George!
[Whimpering]
You mangy mongrel!
I'll knock your blinkin' block off.
Yeow!
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!
Oh, oh, oh!
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.
[Puppies] Dad! Mother!
- I missed you, Mommy. - Here we are, Mommy.
Oh, my darlings... my darlings!
- How'd you find us? - Lucky, Patch, Pepper!
[Laughing] 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?
[Pongo] 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 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 folowing our tracks.
We've got'em outnumbered, Tibs.
When I give the signal, we'll attack.
Sir, I'm afraid that would be disastrous.
Ahem! Oh, think so?
We'd better run for it.
Out the back, across the pasture.
Thank you sergeant, Colonel, Captain.
- Bless you all. - How can we ever repay you?
Ahem! 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 of '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] They're hiding in the hay.
Give me a match. We'll burn'em out.
Ready, Captain. Aim,
fire one.
Fire two.
Hey, there they go, the little sneaks.
C'mon, back to the truck. We'll head'em of in half a mile.
They gotta be around here somewhere.
- 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. - [Sighs]
[Truck Engine]
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.
No, son, we can't leave tracks.
[Honking, Tyres 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' til next Christmas.
Now get going! Watch your driving!
Do you wanna get nabbed by the police?
[Engine Revving]
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]
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.
[Pongo] 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. We were so worried about you.
Been trying to reach you. Afraid you'd been captured.
How did you make it all this way?
- And in such dreadful weather. - With all those little ones.
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.
[Perdy] Don't crowd. You'l have to take turns.
[Perdy] 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 miss us. - Oh, thank you.
It's not much, but it might hold you as far as Dinsford.
Huh? Dinsford?
There's a Labrador there.
- Hispet is a grocer. - Oh, I-- I'm 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 honoured to be of service. - We're sorry we can't do more.
[Duchess] Anyone who would think of hurting these puppies--
- Shh! Duchess! - 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]
Hurry, kids. Hurry!
[Honking]
[Screeching]
Well now, what have we here?
Well... so they thought they could outwit Cruela.
- Ha-ha-ha-ha! - [Honking]
Jasper! Horace!
Here's their tracks heading for the vilage.
Blimey! It's them, all right.
Work your way south on the side roads. I'll take the main road.
[Cruela] See you in Dinsford!
[Barking]
Pongo, I've got a ride home for you.
A ride home? Perdy, did you hear that?
- For all of us? - You mean we don't have to walk any more?
If we can manage it. We'd better hurry.
We've got a ride home! C'mon, children.
See the van down the street?
[Labrador] It's going to London as soon as the engine's repaired.
And there's room for all of you.
[Perdy] Pongo, there's Cruela.
Yes...
and Jasper and Horace.
- How will we get to the van? - I don't know, Perdy.
- But somehow we've got to. - Mother, Dad,
- Patch pushed me in the fire place. - Lucky pushed me first.
- Did not. Did not. - Did too. Did too.
Did not!
- Please, children, don't quarrel. - Say...
Perdy, I've got an idea.
Pongo,
- what on earth-- - Look, I'm a Labrador!
We'll all rollin soot. We'l be Labradors.
Say, that is an idea!
C'mon, kids! Roly the soot.
You mean, you want us to get dirty?
Did you hear that, Freckles? Dad wants us to get dirty.
- Mother, should we? - Do as your father says.
- This be fun. - I always wanted to get good and dirty.
[Giggling]
[Pongo] That's the stuff. The blacker the better.
- I'm ready. - Me too.
- How's this, Dad? - Wait. That's enough. Not too many at a time.
Uh-oh. Roly, hold on. You're only half done.
Now, stay right with me.
We're gonna fool the ol' mad lady.
Pongo...
I'm so afraid.
Jasper, do you suppose they disguised themselves?
Say now, Horace. That's just what they did.
Dogs is always paint in' themselves black!
You idiot!
Well, so far so good.
C'mon, Perdy. Better get on your make-up.
I'll go ahead with the next bunch.
[Cruela] Jasper! Horace!
- Well? - Be reasonable, miss.
[Horace] We're froze to our bones.
We've been out all night and all day, with nothin' to eat.
They're somewhere in this vilage, and we're going to find them.
Now get going!
- Do you think they've seen us? - [Engine]
No, but we're running out of time.
Try'er again, mate.
Hurry, Perdy. The van's about to leave.
Better hurry.
I'll get the rest.
That ought to do. She'll get you back to London.
Better get aboard, miss.
Hey, Jasper.
[Whimpering]
C'mon, Horace.
Hurry, kids!
C'mon, kids. Run on ahead.
- She's watching us, Dad. - Keep going.
It can't be!
It's impossible!
[Labrador] Run for it!
-Jasper! Horace! - [Honking]
Jasper!
[Cruela] There they go... in the van.
After them! After them!
[Barking And Growling]
Pongo! There she is... Cruela.
Hey, lady,
what in thunder are you tryin' to do?
Crazy woman driver!
[Engine Rewing]
- Pongo, look! -Jasper!
Ain't nothin' to it.
I'll give him a nudge and shove him in the dirt.
Perdy, watch out!
-Jasper! - Horace!
You idiots!
You fools!
[Sobbing] You imbeciles!
- Ah, shut up! - [Sobbing]
[Radio] #You've seen her kind of eyes#
#Watchin'you from underneath a rock#
#Cruela de Vil#
#Cruela de--#
Roger, after all, that's your first big hit.
It's made more money than we ever dreamed of.
Yes, I know.
I still can't believe...
that Pongo and Perdy would run away.
Here's a bit of Christmas cheer for you,
If there's anything to be cheerful about.
Oh, those dear little things.
Sometimes at night I can hear them barking,
- [Barking] - but it always turns out I'm dreaming.
[Barking]
[Anita] Roger, what on earth--
[Roger] They're Labradors.
No, no. They're covered with soot.
Look, here's Lucky!
Pongo, boy, is that you?
Oh, Pongo, Pongo! Ho-ho, it's Pongo!
And Perdy, my darling.
And Patch, and Roly,
and Penny, and Freckles.
They're all here, the little dears.
- It's a miracle! - What a wonderful Christmas present!
And look... there's a whole lot more!
- Look, Anita, puppies everywhere. - There must be 100!
One, two, three and four... is seven.
Two, four, six, and three is nine, plus two is eleven.
- 36 over here. - 36 and 1 1 , that's 47!
- Eighteen, Roger. - That's 65!
Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen!
- Wait... six more. - Let's see, that's 84.
And fifteen plus two... a hundred and one!
A hundred and one? Where did they come from?
Oh, Pongo, you old rascal!
- What'l we do with them? - We'll keep'em.
- In this little house? - We'll buy a big place in the country.
We'll have a plantation-- a Dalmatian plantation.
Roger, that's truly an inspiration.
It'll be a sensation!
We'll have a Dalmatian plantation.
A Dalmatian plantation, I say.
#We'll have a Dalmatian plantation#
-#Where our population can roam# - I'm hungry.
#Our whole aggregation will love our plantation home#
#Woo-woo-woo-woo#
#Oo-oo-oo#
#[Yipping]
#Dalmatian plantation home#
[BarkingAnd Yipping]