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: 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.
: 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.
: 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.
[Pongo sees Perdita for the very first time
: Well, now that's a bit more like it! The most beautiful creature on four legs! Oh, now, if only the girl.
[looks at Anita
: Well! She's very lovely too. It was almost too good to be true. I'd never find another pair like that, not if I looked for a hundred years.
: Perdita, darling, are you all right? Perdita
: Oh, of course, dear. After all, dogs were having puppies long before our time.
: Oh, it'll be at least three weeks. No rushing these things, you know. Cruella De Vil
] Anita, you're such a wit.
] Cruella De Vil
: Here dog, here. Here, dog. Pongo
: [Growls at Cruella angrily
: 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
: [smiles guiltily at Perdy
: Everybody here? All fifteen? Patch
: Twice that many, Dad. Now there's 99 of us!
: That's the stuff! The blacker the better!
: [Pongo and Perdita have just reunited with their puppies
] Lucky! Patch! Pepper! Freckles! And Rolly, you little rascal! Rolly
: Did you bring me anything to eat?
: Perdy, I've got an idea!
[rolls around in soot
: 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
] Do as your father says. Pepper
: This'll be fun! Cadpig
: I always wanted to get good and dirty!
: Perdy? Perdita
: That witch. That devil woman. She wants our puppies. That's all she's after. Pongo
: Don't worry, Perdy. They're on to her. Nothing's going to happen to our puppies. Perdita
: But what does she want with them? She can't possibly love them. Oh, Pongo. I was so happy at first, but now I - oh, I-I wish we weren't having any!
: It was plain to see that my old pet needed someone, but if it were left up to Roger, we'd be bachelors forever. He was married to his work writing songs. Songs about romance of all things. Something he knew absolutely nothing about.
: 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
: Our pets would never turn them out.
: 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...
: ... bit sleepy. We wanna go for a walk in the park. Wizzer
: Dad, can we? Pongo
: Better do what your mother says.
: It was a beautiful spring day. Tedious time of the year for bachelors.
: Thank you, Seargent, Colonel, Captain. Perdita
: Bless you all. Pongo
: How can we ever repay you? Colonel
: Oh, nothing at all. All in the line of duty. Seargent Tibs
: That's right, sir. Routine.
: [on Roger
] Oh, he's intelligent enough, as humans go; and I think you could say Roger is a rather handsome animal in his way...
: [on Nanny
] Such a kind, understanding soul. You know, at times she seems almost canine.
: Listen, Perdy. About this morning... Perdy
: I know, Pongo. You're on my side and I'm on yours.
: You know, you guys, just because we have a little disagreement... Perdy
: ...doesn't mean we'd leave each other. Pongo
: Yeah. Looks like you're stuck with us.
: Do you think I'm one of a kind... or just... one of a hundred and one? Pongo
] One of a hundred and one. That's it. One of a hundred and one.
[Pongo continues to sleep and Patch sighs
: Come on, Perdy. It's a beautiful night for a w-a-l-k.
: Lucky, what are you doing here? Lucky
: Surviving. We worked together to survive the blizzard. I told you we could do it! Pongo
: You also disobeyed me! You're all grounded for a week! Cadpig
: That's cruel and unusual! Pongo
: Oh, you'll survive it if you work together.