Jasper: [as Pongo's pulling his pants down] Hey, Horace! They're fighting dirty!
Pongo: It was a beautiful spring day. Tedious time of the year for bachelors.
Roger: We'll buy a big place in the country. We'll have a plantation. A Dalmatian plantation!
Anita: Oh, Roger, that's truly an inspiration.
Nanny: It'll be a sensation!
[laughs]
Roger: We'll have a Dalmatian plantation. A Dalmatian plantation, I say.
Pongo: Perdy? We need to get these little nippers off to bed if we're going for a w-a-l-k.
Freckles: We wanna go too, Mother.
Wizzer: Can we, mother? Can we?
Salter: We never get to go.
Perdita: Come along, children. Bedtime.
Patch: But we're not a...
[yawns]
Patch: ... bit sleepy.
We wanna go for a walk in the park.
Wizzer: Dad, can we?
Pongo: Better do what your mother says.
Jasper: [after locking Nanny in the attic] Hey! Horace, me lad! I've got a sneaky suspicion we're not welcome here!
Cruella: [over the phone] Oh, Anita, what a dreadful day. I just saw the papers. I couldn't believe it.
Anita: Yes, Cruella, it was quite a shock.
Roger: What does she want? Is she calling to confess?
Anita: Roger, please!
Roger: Oh, she's a sly one, she is!
Jasper: There's a new act just been passed in parliament. Comes under the heading of "Defence of the Realm Act", it's article 4, section 29, it's very important, you see, it's the law, and it's for your safety, ma'am.
Nanny: Well, I don't care what Parliament realm, or whatever it is, says. You're not coming in here, not with the mister and missus gone.
[Jasper picks up Tibs thinking that it's a bottle. Tibs screeches]
Jasper: Hey look, Horace! We have a visitor, it's a tabby cat!
[Tibbs run over to the piano and slams the lid down, with Horace's head inside the piano]
Jasper: How about we make him a tabby cat stew!
[Tibs runs towards the wall]
Jasper: [sneaking
up on Tibs holding a bottle] Or a cat casserole...
[chuckles]
Jasper: [throws bottle at Tibs] ... a la Mode!
[Tibs escapes the room through a hole in the wall by the door as the bottle smashes against the wall]
Nanny: Be off with you, you big... you big weasel!
Jasper: Now you've gone and done it. You've cut me to the quick, lady. Why, I wouldn't stay here if you asked me to.
[Nanny throws a teapot at him, but he dodges and it smashes against the door]
Jasper: Not even for a cup of tea.