One Hundred and One Dalmatians Quotes

Roger: At first you think Cruella 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.
Anita: You're no help.
Roger: This vampire bat, this inhuman beast / She ought to be locked up and never released / The world was such a wholesome place

until / Cruella, Cruella De Vil.

Cruella De Vil: I've got no time to argue. I tell you, it's got to be done tonight!
[Turns off television set]
Cruella De Vil: Do you understand? Tonight!
Horace: But they ain't big enough.
Jasper: You couldn't get half a dozen coats out of the whole kaboodle.
Seargent Tibs:

[whispering] Coats? Dog skin coats?
Cruella De Vil: Then we'll settle for half a dozen!
Jasper: [Jasper coughs]
Cruella De Vil: We can't wait! The police are everywhere. I want the job done tonight!
Horace: How're we gonna do it?
Cruella De Vil: Any way you like. Poison them.

Drown them. Bash them in the head. You got any chloroform?
Jasper: Not a drop.
Horace: And no ether, either.
Jasper: [Hits Horace over the head with bottle]
Jasper: Either!
Cruella De Vil: I don't care how you kill the little beasts, but do it, and do it now!

Jasper: Aw, please, miss. Have pity, will you? Can't we see the rest of the show first?
Horace: We want to see "What's My Crime?"
[Cruella takes Jasper's bottle causing him to cough and throws it into the fireplace, where it explodes; she slaps both of them in the face]
Cruella De Vil: Now listen, you idiots! I'll be back

first thing in the morning. And the job better be done or I'll I'll I'll call the police! Do you understand?
Seargent Tibs: [She slams the door behind her; a piece of plaster falls off the ceiling and on Horace's head]
Horace: I think she means it, Jasper.

Horace: I don't like it, Jasper. One more pinch, and they'll throw the keys away.
Jasper: Oh, come off it, Horace. We're getting plenty of bootle.
Horace: Yes, but I've been thinking.
Jasper: You've been thinking? Now look here, Horace! I warned you about thinking! I've got the nog for this job, so let's get

on with it!

Cruella De Vil: Well, any sign of them?
Jasper: Not so much as a blooming footprint. And we've been up and down every blicking road in the county.
Horace: We're froze stiff. We're giving up.
Cruella De Vil: Oh, no, you don't! We'll find the little mongrels if it takes till next Christmas. Now get going! And

watch your driving, you imbeciles! Do you wanna get nabbed by the police?

Colonel: [decoding the Twilight Bark] One long howl... two short... one yip and a woof.
Seargent Tibs: Two yips, sir.
Captain: What's the word, Colonel?
Colonel: It's from London.
Seargent Tibs: Then it must be important!
Colonel: Yes, yes, well I'll get the rest

of it.
[barks, listens]
Colonel: Sounds like a number! Three fives are thirteen...
Seargent Tibs: Uh, that's fifteen, sir.
Colonel: Fifteen, of course fifteen!
[listens again]
Colonel: Yes, dot, spot, spotted puddings... poodles... no, puddles.
Captain: [confused]

Puddles, sir?
Colonel: Fifteen spotted puddles stolen? Oh, balderdash!

Pongo: What? 99? Where did they all come from?
Perdita: What on earth would she want with so many?
Spotty: She's gonna make coats out of us!
Perdita: She couldn't!
Seargent Tibs: That's right. Dog skinned coats.
Colonel: Oh, dog skinned coats. Oh, come now, Tibs!

Seargent Tibs: But it's true, sir.
Patch: Horace and Jasper are going to pop us off and skin us!
Perdita: She's a devil! A witch! Oh, what'll we do?
Pongo: We have to get back to London somehow.
Patch: What about the others? What'll they do?
Pongo: Perdy,

we'll take them home with us. All of them.
[the puppies start wagging their tails]
Pongo: Our pets would never turn them out.

Pongo: Perdy, I've got an idea!
[rolls around in soot]
Perdita: Pongo, what on earth?
Pongo: Look! I'm a Labrador! We'll all roll in the soot! We'll all be Labradors!
Labrador: Say! That is an idea!
Pongo: Come on, kids! Roll in the soot!
Penny: You mean

you want us to get dirty?
Pepper: Did you hear that, Freckles? Dad wants us to get dirty.
Cadpig: Mother, should we?
Perdita: [sighs] Do as your father says.
Pepper: This'll be fun!
Cadpig: I always wanted to get good and dirty!

Lucy: Towser, what's going on? What is it? What's all the gossip?
Towser: 'Taint no gossip, Lucy. It be all the way from London.
Lucy: You don't say!
Towser: Fifteen puppies stolen!
Lucy: There's no puppies around here, not since Nellie's last litter and they all are grown.

Towser: 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.
Lucy: You'll never reach him at this hour.
Towser: Well I can try! I'll bark all night if I have to.

[the Colonel and Seargent Tibs are still waiting for Pongo and Perdita]
Captain: Any news, Colonel?
Colonel: No. Not a blasted thing. They're lost or captured, or something or other. Who knows what?
Seargent Tibs: Colonel, here comes a car!
Colonel: Oh, come now, Tibs! Don't be ridiculous! They wouldn't

be driving.

[the dalmatians are hiding from Jasper and Horace under a bridge across a frozen creek]
Jasper: Aw, they gotta be around here somewhere.
Horace: Jasper, I've been thinking.
Jasper: Now, Horace!
Horace: But what if they went down the froze-up creek so as not to leave their tracks?

Jasper: Oh, Horace, you idiot! Dogs ain't that smart.

Cruella De Vil: [on the phone with Jasper] Jasper! Jasper, you idiot! How dare you call here?
Jasper: But we don't want no more of this here! We want our bootle! We'll settle for half!
Cruella De Vil: Not one shilling until the job is done! Understand?
Horace: Jasper! Jasper!
[shows newspaper]

Jasper: [to Cruella] But it's here in the blinkin' papers! Pictures and all!
Cruella De Vil: Hang the papers! It'll be forgotten tomorrow!
Horace: I don't like it, Jasper. I.
Jasper: [to Horace] Ahh, shut up, you idiot!
Cruella De Vil: [shouts] What?
Jasper: [to

Cruella] Oh, no! Not you, Miss! I mean Horace, here!
Cruella De Vil: Why, you imbecile!