Movie Quotes Blog

[the pups run past Horace and Jasper while covered in soot]

Horace:
Look, Jasper. Do you suppose they disguised themselves?

Jasper:
[jokingly] Say now, Horace, that’s just what they did! Dogs is always paintin’ themselve’s black!

[bops Horace on his head]

Jasper:
You idiot!

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Patch:
That old Dirty Dawson! The yellow-livered old skunk! I’d like to tear his gizzard out.

Perdita:
Why, Patch, where did you ever hear such talk? Certainly not from your mother!

[looks at Pongo suspiciously]

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Jasper:
I’ll skin every one of them little spotted hyenas, if it’s the last thing I do.

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Lucky:
We gave ‘em the slip!

[slips]

Lucky:
Didn’t we, Dad?

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Pongo:
Perdita, darling, are you all right?

Perdita:
Oh, of course, dear. After all, dogs were having puppies long before our time.

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Danny:
[echoing] Good luck, Pongo. If you lose your way, contact the barking chain. They’ll be standing by!

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Lucky:
Mother, Dad! Patch pushed me in the fireplace.

Patch:
Lucky pushed me first.

Lucky:
Did not!

Patch:
Did too!

Lucky:
Did not!

Patch:
Did too!

Lucky:
Did *not*!

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Pongo:
[Pongo and Perdita have just reunited with their puppies] Lucky! Patch! Pepper! And Rolly, you little rascal!

Rolly:
Did you bring me anything to eat?

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Rolly:
I’m hungry, Mother. I’m hungry.

Perdita:
Now Rolly, you’ve just had your dinner.

Rolly:
But I am, just the same. I’m so hungry I could eat a… a whole elephant.

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[Pongo sees Perdita for the very first time]

Pongo:
Well, now that’s a bit more like it! The most beautiful creature on four legs!

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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!

Roger:
We’ll have a Dalmatian plantation. A Dalmatian plantation, I say.

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Horace:
We’re from the Gas Company.

Jasper:
[elbows him] ‘Lectric! ‘Lectric!

Horace:
Uh… Electric Company.

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Horace:
[Jasper is drinking] Hey, Jasper! Give us a swig! Just a short one?

Jasper:
Now Horace, this hogwash ain’t fit for a fancy gent like yourself. Besides, you’d get crumbs in it, ya cabbage head!

Horace:
All right! Guzzle the whole works, and I hope it gives ya cobby wobbles, that’s what!

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Cruella:
They’re mongrels. No spots! No spots at all! What a horrid little white rat!

Nanny:
They’re not mongrels! They’ll get their spots. Just wait and see.

Anita:
That’s right, Cruella. They’ll have their spots in a few weeks.

Cruella:
Oh, well, in that case I’ll take them all. The whole litter. Just name your price, dear.

Anita:
I’m afraid we can’t give them up. Poor Perdita, she’d be heartbroken.

Cruella:
Anita, don’t be ridiculous. You can’t possibly afford to keep them. You can scarcely afford to feed yourselves.

Anita:
Well, I’m sure we’ll get along.

Cruella:
[laughing] Yes, I know! I know! Roger’s…

[laughing]

Cruella:
Roger’s songs!

[laughs again]

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[first lines]

Pongo:
My story begins in London, not so very long ago. And yet so much has happened since then, that it seems more like an eternity.

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Cruella:
You idiots! You fools! You imbeciles!

[bursts out crying]

Jasper:
Ahhh… shaddup!

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Patch:
Thunderbolt’s the greatest dog ever!

Pepper:
He’s even better than Dad.

Penny:
No dog’s better than Dad.

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Roger:
[after counting the puppies] A hundred and one!

Anita:
A hundred and one? My, where did they all come from?

Roger:
Oh-ho, Pongo, you ol’ rascal!

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Pongo:
As far as I could see, the old notion that a bachelor’s life was so… glamorous and carefree was all nonsense. It was downright dull.

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Seargent Tibs:
Yes, sir. Righto, sir. Right away, sir!

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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.

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Truck Driver:
[sees Cruella driving like a maniac] Hey, lady! What in thunder are you tryin’ to do? Crazy woman driver!

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Jasper:
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 to.

[Nanny tries to throw a teapot at Jasper, but it misses and breaks]

Jasper:
Not even for a cup of tea.

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Pongo:
That’s the stuff! The blacker the better!

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Lucky:
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.

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Colonel:
They say the ol’ place is haunted or bewitched or some such fiddle faddle.

Seargent Tibs:
Fiddle faddle and rot, sir.

Colonel:
Just the same, Sergeant, use extreme caution. No telling what sort of hocus pocus you might run into.

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TV Announcer:
Don’t miss next week’s exciting episode. Who will triumph?

Patch:
Ol’ Thunder always wins!

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Danny:
The humans have tried everything. Now it’s up to us dogs, and the twilight bark.

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Jasper:
Hey! Horace, me lad! I’ve got a sneaky suspicion we’re not welcome here!

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Horace:
[with mouth full of bread, begging Jasper for wine] Come on, man. Let me have a sip. Just a short one.

Jasper:
Naw, this one’s almost gone. Besides you’ll get crumbs in it ya cabbagehead!

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Cruella De Vil:
Anita dahling!

Anita:
Oh hello Cruella, how are you?

Cruella De Vil:
Miserable dahling, as usual, perfectly wretched.

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Pongo:
Perdy… I’m afraid it’s all up to us.

Perdita:
Oh, Pongo. Isn’t there any hope?

Pongo:
Well, yes. There’s the twilight bark.

Perdita:
The twilight bark? But dear, that’s only a gossip chain.

Pongo:
Darling, it’s the very fastest way to send news. And if our puppies are anywhere in the city, the London dogs will know. Now we’ll send the word tonight when our pets take us for a walk in the park.

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Jasper:
I ain’t gonna hurt ya.

Horace:
But I thought we was gonna pop ‘em off.

Jasper:
Shh, shut up!

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Pongo:
Everybody here? All fifteen?

Patch:
Twice that many, Dad. Now there’s 99 of us!

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Cruella:
When can the puppies leave their mother? Two weeks? Three weeks?

Roger:
Never.

Cruella:
What?

Roger:
W-W-We’re n-not s-selling t-the puppies. N-N-Not a sing… a single one. Do you understand?

Cruella:
Anita, is he serious? I really don’t know Roger.

Anita:
Well, Cruella, he seems…

Cruella:
Surely he must be joking!

Roger:
No, no, no. I-I-I mean it. You’re-You’re not getting one. N-N-Not one. And that’s… that’s final!

Cruella:
Why, you horrid man! You… you… all right, keep the little beasts for all I care.

[she rips up the cheque]

Cruella:
Do as you like with them. Drown them.

[she walks up to Anita]

Cruella:
But I warn you, Anita, we’re through. I’m through with all of you! I’ll get even. Just wait. You’ll be sorry! You fools! You… you IDIOTS!

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Anita:
Cruella, isn’t that a new fur coat?

Cruella De Vil:
My only true love, darling. I live for furs. I worship furs! After all, is there a woman in all this wretched world who doesn’t?

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Cruella De Vil:
[Trying to write a check for the puppies] Oh blast this pen!

[Shakes it]

Cruella De Vil:
Blast this wretched, wretched pen! EH!

[Splatters ink over Pongo and Roger]

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