101 Dalmatians Quotes

Cruella De Vil: You beasts! But I'm not beaten yet. You've won the battle, but I'm about to win the wardrobe. My spotty puppy coat is in plain sight and leaving tracks. In a moment I'll have what I came for, while all of you will end up as sausage meat, alone on some sad, plastic plate. Dead and meaty and red. No friends, no family, no pulse. Just slapped between two buns, smothered in onions, with fries on the side. Cruella De Vil has the last laugh!


Horace: Did you hear that?
Jasper: What?
Horace: That noise.
Jasper: What noise?
Horace: That noise I just heard. Do you hear it?
Jasper: Oh yeah. Sounded like an annoying bug asking me irritating questions. Oh, good, it's stopped now.


Roger: Fools aren't born, Pongo. Pretty girls make them in their spare time.


Frederick: I thought we liked stripes this year.
Cruella De Vil: What kind of sycophant are you?
Frederick: Uh... what kind of sycophant would you like me to be?


Cruella De Vil: I live for fur. I worship fur.


Cruella De Vil: We lose more women to marriage than war, famine, and disease.


Roger: Do you want a cup of marriage, uh, tea?


Cruella De Vil: Congratulations! You three have just won the Gold, Silver and Bronze in the Morons Olympics!
Horace: Who won the gold?


Cruella De Vil: [about Horace and Jasper] I've seen more intelligent pieces of carpet!


Jasper: There are two things you must not do to the skinner. One: do not look at the horrendous scar on his neck. Two: don't talk to him, understand? Not a word.
Horace: Right.
[Skinner answers the door and looks at Horace]
Horace: OH! Look at the SIZE of that SCAR! No BLOODY wonder you can't talk, mate!


Horace: [still shivering after falling through the frozen pond] Turn on the heat!
Jasper: *No.* Now with this thing acting the way she is.
Horace: I can't stand the cold no more!
[turns the heat on himself; the system shorts and the car catches on fire from the heater]
Horace: AHH! TOO HOT! TOO HOT!


Woman On Park Bench #1: [Pongo runs hard enough to break his leash from Roger's bike, causing it to continue rolling downhill until hitting the bench; he is flung off and over it, into the pond] I don't think he wanted to do that.


Cruella De Vil: Poison them, drown them, bash them on the head! I don't care how you kill the little beasts, just do it and do it NOW!


[Cruella has spotted the dogs running away across a field]
Cruella De Vil: Bingo!
[sarcastically]
Cruella De Vil: Poor little things... I'm gonna cut you off, then cut you up!


Cruella De Vil: [scary whisper] Oh, yes! I love the smell of near-extinction!


Cruella De Vil: Alonzo. The drawing.
[Alonzo looks confused]
Cruella De Vil: [shrieking] Take the drawing from Anita, and hand it to me! Is that difficult?
[Alonzo gives her the drawing]
Cruella De Vil: Now go and stand somewhere until I need you.


Cruella De Vil: [walking through a farmyard] This is extraordinary... I am reduced to tramping through *sewage*! Because my two imbeciles can't keep track of a bunch of infant *dogs*!


Jasper: [Trying to start the van] You just had to let those puppies get away, didn't you? Never paying attention.
Horace: Well where was you?
Jasper: Where was... *I* was not splashing about in the pond. You've infuriated the old bag and if we don't get those puppies back it is quite literally our heads! Oh COME ON! Right, you better get out and check the tail pipe. We got a condensation problem.
Horace: [threateningly] One of these days... I'm gonna be full up of you.
[Gets out]
Jasper: [Makes a face at him; Horace walks to the back of the van, squats down and peers into the exhaust pipe, while Jasper still tries to start the engine] Oh, do come on!
[Taps the gas pedal. The exhaust pipe explodes sending a clogged pear and alot of exhaust into Horace's face]
Jasper: There, ya see.


Jasper: [after the puppies escape, as they try to start the car] You just *had* to let those puppies get away didn't you? *Never paying attention*!
Horace: Well where was *you*?
Jasper: [in disgust] *Where wa-*
[in disgust]
Jasper: *I* wasn't splashing about in the *pond*! You've infuriated the old bag and if we don't get what were supposed to do tomorrow done it's quite literally *our* heads!
[to stalling car motor]
Jasper: Oh, come on!
[to Horace]
Jasper: Right, you'd better check out back, we've got a condensation problem!
Horace: One of these days, I'm gonna be full up of you!
Jasper: Ugggh!


Horace: You know, this house is creepy, I'm starvin hungry, and so far we haven't been paid one bloody quid!
Jasper: Oh, *will* you stop *moaning*?


Cruella De Vil: [to a racoon who has just stolen her hat and is wearing it] Darling, red isn't your colour...Give me the hat...Give me the hat, or you will *become* a hat!


Jasper: [as they meet up to discuss their plan for Cruella's coat] Ah, ma'am, what a beautiful day it is out there! Sun shining, blue skies, laughter of schoolchildren playing...
Cruella De Vil: Get *on* with it, you *imbecile*!