One Hundred and One Dalmatians

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One Hundred and One Dalmatians (often abbreviated as 101 Dalmatians) is a 1961 American Walt Disney Productions animated film.


  • Oh, it'll bet at least three weeks. [chuckling] No rushing these things, you know?
  • Oh, Cruella...


  • I'll skin one of them spotted hyenas if it's the last thing I do!
  • Outta my way, ya barkin' haystack, or I'll knock your blinkin' block off!
  • [to Horace while closing in on the moving van] See, nothing to it! I'll give 'em a bit of a nudge, [cackles] AND SHOVE 'EM IN THE DITCH! HA-HA!
  • Ah, shut up!


  • Anita: [humming, chuckling] Such a clever, lyrics.
  • Roger: [chuckling] Melody first, my darling. And then, the lyrics, hmm?
  • Colonel: By Jove, yes! So, it is. Well, she what you want.
  • Horace: Oh, no you don't, Jasper! I'll pop 'em on the head and you do the skinnin'!
  • Truck driver: [to Cruella as she rams his vehicle] Hey, lady! What in thunder are you trying to do?! [to himself, muttering] Crazy woman driver!


Cruella: [bursts through the door] Anita, darling!
Anita: How are you?
Cruella: [gleefully] Miserable, darling, as usual. Perfectly wretched!

Cruella: When can the puppies leave their mother? Two weeks? Three weeks?
Roger: Never!
Cruella: What?
Roger: [nervously, but standing his ground] We're not selling the puppies. Not 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: [more firmly] No, no, no, I mean it. You're not getting one. Not one! And that's final!
[Pongo nods at Cruella in agreement]
Cruella: Why, you horrid man! You... you... All right. Keep the little beasts for all I care! [angrily rips up the check] Do as you like with them. Drown them! [furiously throws the pieces of ripped check paper at Roger] 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! [she angrily slams the door and Pongo barks loudly at her as she drives away]

[As Roger and Anita take Pongo and Perdita for a walk]
Jasper: There they go, Horace, me lad. Out for their evening constitutional. A lovely pair of turtledoves. Around the jolly corner, and off to the park.
Horace: Yeah, but I don't like it, Jasper. One more pinch and they'll throw the keys away.
Jasper: Ah, come off it, Horace. We're getting plenty of boodle!
Horace: Yes, but, uhm, I've been thinking-
Jasper: [grabs him angrily] YOU'VE BEEN THINKING?! Now, look 'ere, Horace, I warned you about thinking! I've got the knob for this job, so let's get on with it.

Nanny: Now, who do you suppose...? [answers the door]
Jasper: Good evening, ma'am. We're here to inspect the wiring and the switches.
Horace: And we're from the gas company.
Jasper: [angrily prods Horace] Lectric, lectric.
Horace: Oh. Electric company!
Nanny: Oh, but we didn't call for any inspection.
Jasper: Oh yes, I know. See, there's a new Act just passed in Parliament. Comes under the heading of the "Defence of the Realm Act": Article Four, Section 29. Very important - it's the law! And it's for your own 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 the Missus gone.
Jasper: Oh, now. Come off it, Ducky. We got no time to palaver. We got a job to do. EXCUSE ME! [rudely storms through the door]
Nanny: What's the matter with you two?! You got cloth ears? I said you're not coming in here! [clumsily falls on her bottom]
Jasper: Ho, ho, ho! She's a regular old totter, ain't she, Horace? [laughs mockingly, then evilly heads upstairs]
Nanny: [angrily chasing Jasper] Don't you dare go up there! You big long-legged lummox! Now I mean it! If you don't get out of this house, I'll call the police, I will! Now be off with you, you big weasel!
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 angrily throws a teapot at him, but it misses and breaks] Not even for a cup of tea! [evilly calling down for Horace while trapping Nanny in the attic] Oi! Horace, me lad! I've got a sneaky suspicion we're not welcome here! [we see Horace downstairs with a bag, heading for the puppies in the kitchen] Pack up, we're leaving! Sharp's the word, and quick's the action.
Nanny: [angrily pulls on the door] Let me out! Help! I'll call the police! Help!
[Jasper evilly lets go of the door, and she falls backward into a cello, breaking it]
Jasper: [offscreen] Goodnight, Ducky! Ta-ta!
Nanny: [furiously gets up] Why, these sure-for-nothing hoodlums! Electric company? Huh! [goes over to the window, and sees them drive off] They're nothing but common sneak thieves. [angrily runs down the stairs to the kitchen] I'll bet they made off with the best silver. Why, I bet they took every last... [as she gets there, she is horrified to find the empty puppies' bed] The puppies! The puppies, they're gone! [looks around frantically] Patch?! Lucky?! Rolly?! Oh, they took the puppies! [runs out the kitchen and out on the street] Oh...whatever will I do? Those scoundrels! They stole the puppies! Police? Help! The puppies! Police! Somebody help me out! Help! Help! Help!

[Jasper calls Cruella on the phone]
Cruella: Hello? Jasper! Jasper, you idiot! How dare you call here!
Jasper: But we don't want no more of this 'ere! We want our boodle! [as Horace tries to get his attention] We'll settle for half!
Cruella: Not one schilling till the job's done. Understand?
Horace: Jasper! [shows him the morning newspaper]
Jasper: It's right here in the blinkin' papers! Pictures and all!
Cruella: Hang the papers! It'll be forgotten tomorrow.
Horace: I don't like it, Jasper. I don't-
Jasper: [to Horace] Ah, shaddup, you idiot!
Cruella: [thinking she was insulted] WHAT?!?!
Jasper: [on the phone] No, no, not you, miss! I mean Horace here!
Cruella: [annoyed] Why, you imbecile! [angrily slams down the phone]

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.

[Barking in the distance]
Colonel: Sounds like a number. Three fives are 13.
Sgt. Tibbs: Um, ah, that's 15, sir.
Colonel: 15? Of course 15! [more barking] Yes, dot, spot, spot, spotted puddings...poodles...No, no, puddles!
Captain: Puddles, sir?
Colonel: 15 spotted puddles stolen, oh, balderdash!
Sgt. Tibbs: Better double-check it, Colonel.
Colonel: Hmm? Oh, yes, yes, I suppose I better. [barks, then barking in the distance in response] Two woofs, one yip and a woof.
Sgt. Tibbs: It sounds like puppies, sir.
Colonel: Of course, puppies!

[An angry Cruella catches Jasper and Horace watching television]
Cruella: I've got no time to argue. I tell you it's got to be done tonight. [angrily switches off the TV] 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.
Sgt. Tibbs: [spying] Coats?! Dog-skin coats?!
Cruella: Then we'll settle for half a dozen! We can't wait! The police are everywhere! I want the job done tonight!
Horace: How are we gonna do it?
Cruella: 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: [violently bonks Horace on the head with his wine-bottle] "Eye-ther"!
Cruella: I don't care how you kill the little beasts, but DO IT! AND DO IT NOW!
Jasper: Aw, please, miss. Now have pity, will ya? Can't we see the rest of the show first?
Horace: We want to see "What's My Crime?"
[Jasper starts to drink from his bottle, but Cruella furiously snatches it and angrily throws it into the fireplace, where the ignited alcohol causes an explosion. The frightened puppies hide behind the furniture, and Cruella slaps both Jasper and Horace in the face]
Cruella: 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?!
[Cruella angrily slams the door behind her, causing a chunk of the ceiling to come loose and fall on Horace's head.]
Horace: I think she means it, Jasper.
Jasper: Ah...we'll get on with it as soon as the show's over! [switches the TV back on]

Jasper: [cackling wickedly] Ah, ha-ha-ha! Now, we’ve got ‘em, Horace. They‘ve run out of room! Hey, what have we got here? A couple of spotted hyenas? C’mon, Horace, old pal. Give ‘em what for. I’m right behind ya, lad.
Horace: [accidentally hits Jasper]
Jasper: Oof! Oh, you clumsy clod! [angrily kicks Jasper]
Horace: Hey, Jasper! I’ll knock the spots off you! Let go! Let go!
[Perdita bites Horace's pant leg. Jasper swings a chair and Pongo jumps on him]
Colonel: Well, by George!
[A puppy barks. Jasper scowls and the puppy scampers off]
Jasper: [violently kicks Pongo against the wall] You mangy mongrel!
Pongo: [shakes his head dizzily]
Jasper: I’ll knock your blinking block off!
Pongo: [angrily bites Jasper's rear end]
Jasper: YEOW!!
Colonel: [looks through a hole in the door] Blast ‘em, Tibs. Go on, give ‘em what for.
Sgt. Tibbs: No, no, Colonel! Retreat, retreat!
Colonel: Yes. Oh, yes, of course. Retreat! Retreat, on the double!
[The puppies follow Tibbs and the Colonel to the front door. Perdita attacks Horace]
Horace: Help, Jasper, Jasper! Get me outta here!
Jasper: Hey, Horace, they’re fighting dirty!
Horace: Oh, oh, oh! [falls in the fireplace] Oh, oh, oh! [hits his head in the fireplace and bolts away, as he puts out the flames on the seat of his pants] Jasper!
Jasper: Horace!
[With his pants on fire, Horace knocks Jasper against a wall. It cracks and the ceiling collapses on them]
Pongo: C’mon, Perdy. Let’s go.
[The two dogs follow the paw prints in the snow. Horace and Jasper go outside]
Jasper: [angrily shakes his fist] I’ll skin every one of them little spotted hyenas if it’s the last thing I do!

Perdita: Please, children, don't quarrel.
Pongo: Say...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!

[The van makes a left turn out of Dinsford and takes the main road to London. Pongo and Perdita look at the road going away behind them and look back at the puppies hiding in the furniture. Just then, Cruella and the Baduns drive up in their vehicles, with Cruella quickly following the van and the Baduns taking an opposite road.]
Perdita: Pongo! There she is: Cruella!
[Cruella comes from behind the van and rams against it to force it off the road]
Man: [angrily] Hey, lady, what in thunder are you tryin’ to do?! Crazy woman driver!
[Cruella re-appears from the left and slams into the van again. She thrashes against the van wildly, almost flinging the puppies away, while the driver struggles to keep his van on the road. Just then, she sees a road barrier and tries to stop her car, but it crashes through the barrier and ends up in a ditch, while the van crosses the bridge. That does not stop Cruella, as she puts her car in reverse and goes full speed ahead on the other side of the hill. Her car reaches the top and hits a grove of trees, shedding off some of its parts. Cruella is now a psychopath on wheels, as her car resembles a hot rod now.]
Perdita: [sees the Baduns traveling down a mountain road] Pongo, look!
[The Baduns also have plans to crash the van. Jasper is wickedly confident about this, while Horace holds onto the roof support for dear life.]
Horace: Jasper!
Jasper: [wickedly cackling] There ain’t nothin’ to it! I’ll give him a nudge And shove him in the dirt! Ha-ha!
[Then, Cruella returns, rage appears in Cruella's eyes, and the parents gape in horror. Cruella rams her car against the van's rear-end bumper and swerves the van in both directions to destroy it.]
Pongo: Perdy, watch out!
[The battle continues with both drivers fighting for control over the road, until they near the junction where Horace and Jasper are preparing to make their move.]
Horace: [Accidentally snaps the steering wheel off] Jasper!
Jasper: Horace!
[Horace and Jasper's truck swerves out of control down the mountain and crashes into Cruella's car and both automobiles and drivers go flying into the air as they fall into the riverbank]
Cruella: [angrily calls Jasper and Horace names] You idiots! You, you fools! You imbeciles!
Jasper: [annoyed] Ah, shut up!
[Cruella continues slams her fist on a tire while she continues sobbing]

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!


  • The 101 Dalmatians (1961) Animation is directed by Clyde Geronimi and Hamilton Luske. Based on the novel by Dodie Smith and was released on January 25, 1961.
  • 101 Dalmatians (1961) Animation runs for 79 minutes and is produced by Walt Disney Productions.
  • J. Pat O’Malley, is the voice of Colonel, David Frankham, is the voice of Sgt. Tibbs, Thurl Ravenscroft, is the voice of Captain, Martha Wentworth, is the voice of Nanny, Marjorie Bennett, is the voice of Duchess, Queenie Leonard, the voice of Princess, Lisa Davis, the voice of Anita, and Cate Bauer, is the voice of Perdita.


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