I... I guess this is it.
Kirby Uh-huh. [Then, Blanky takes a look at his picture of The Master]
Kirby Hey, Blanket!
Kirby You ready to go, Blanket?
Yes, I'm ready.
Okay, Kirby.
Most-quoted role: Kirby in The Brave Little Toaster (1987), 16 quotes
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Damn thee, thou cursed whale! From the depths of Hell, I... [pokes Kirby's bags] ...stab at thee!
Kirby Climb on, you imbecile!
Oh, it's you!
Kirby Where's Toaster?
He sank!
Kirby [alarmed]
The battery's gone dead!
We're trapped here like rats! Small, little rats with no hair and one leg!
Kirby BLANKET? BLANKET? Where are you, you little wimp?!?
[the other appliances call out to Blanky, but Lampy decides to plug into the dead car battery, and a bolt of lightning hits Lampy, which successfully charges the dead car battery, but destroys Lampy's light bulb, the other appliances look on in shock] [alarmed]
LAMPY?!
[Lampy falls off the chair and loses consciousness, the other appliances go toward the unconscious Lampy as the successfully recharged car battery hums and zaps, and the other appliances sadly stare at the unconscious Lampy, thinking he had died]
Singer
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Grinch.
The three words that best describe you are as follows and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk."
Singer
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.
You're a bad banana...with a greasy black peel.
Singer
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch.
With a nauseaus super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked hoss.
Mr. Grinch.
You're a three decker saurkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce.
Sgt. Tibbs
Um, ah, that's 15, sir.
15? Of course 15!
Captain
Puddles, sir?
15 spotted puddles stolen, oh, balderdash!
Sgt. Tibbs
Better double-check it, Colonel.
Hmm? Oh, yes, yes, I suppose I better.
(The Colonel barks, then barking in the distance in response)
Two woofs, one yip and a woof.
Sgt. Tibbs
It sounds like puppies, sir.
Of course, puppies!
[At the same time, Pongo and Perdita run inside the barn, where they reunite with their puppies]
Dad! Mother!
"I missed you, Mummy."
"Here we are, Mummy."
How'd you find us, Dad?
Dipstick
[Tibbs sighs lovingly on Colonel's head]
Oh, Daddy!
And Rolly, you little rascal!
"Did you bring me anything to eat?"
Everybody here? All 15?
Twice that many, Dad. Now there's 99 of us!
[stunned]
"What? 99...?" [sees the 84 extra dalmatian puppies sitting on the hay bales] Where did they all come from?
Dalmatian Puppy 4
She's gonna make coats out of us.
She couldn't!
Horace and Jasper were gonna pop us off and... skin us!
"She's a devil, a witch! What'll we do?"
We have to get back to London somehow.
What about the others? What'll they do?
[The 84 Dalmatian puppies sit there on the hay bales, wondering about their fate, until Pongo makes his decision] [judiciously]
"Perdy, we'll take them home with us; all of them. Our pets would never turn them out."
Captain
[snorting]
Colonel, sir, lights on the road. It's a truck headin' this way. [sees the Baduns driving their truck down the road as their follow their tracks]
It's the Baduns, Horace and Jasper. They're following our tracks.
"Well, we've got 'em out numbered, Tibs. When I give the signal, we'll attack.
"Colonel, sir, I'm afraid that would be disastrous."
"Ahem! Oh, you think so?"
He's right, Colonel. We'd better run for it.
Out the back way, across the pasture.
Thank you, Sergeant, Colonel, Captain.
Bless you all.
How can we ever repay you?
Ahem! Nothing at all. All in the line of duty.
That's right, sir... routine.
Captain
Better be off. Here they come.
[The Baduns park their truck outside and begin to enter the barn]
C'mon, kids, hurry. [leads the puppies out the barn and across the pasture]
"Good luck, Pongos.
Yes, good luck, and never fear! We'll hold them off 'til the bitter end!
Captain
[neighs for Colonel's attention as he hustles on the spot]
[appears and barks at Jasper and Horace]
Now, what's this? Hey, out of my way, you barkin' haystack, or I'll knock your blinkin' block off!
[sees the Baduns and leaves, following the Dalmatian puppies behind, just as Horace and Jasper come in, armed with their flashlights and weapons, cornering Colonel by the hay]
Well, they ain't in here, Jasper.
No. They're hiding in the hay. Here, give me a match. We'll burn 'em out.
[As Horace hands his brother the match, Sgt. Tibbs grabs onto Captain's ears and prepares to use him as a cannon]
Ready, Captain. Aim... Fire one! [pulls down Captain's ear, letting him kick Jasper in the butt and into the barn roof, surprising Colonel] Fire two! [fires Captain's leg, kicking Horace in the butt and right into the barn roof where Jasper is]
Hey! There they go, the little sneaks! C'mon, Horace, back to the truck. We'll head 'em off in half a mile. [rush back outside, where Jasper rides up in the truck and lets his brother get on, drive down the country road and stop at a bridge, where they shine their flashlights on a frozen creek] Ah, they gotta be around here somewhere.
[The Dalmatians are hiding under the bridge from the two goons. Rolly, on the other hand, has little room as he squirms around between two of his siblings]
Jasper, I've been thinkin'.
Now, Horace.
[shines his flashlight on the creek, just as Rolly bursts out from the formation and near the flashlight]
Well, what if they went down the froze-up creek so's not to leave their tracks?
[meanly yanks Horace back in his car seat]
Aw, Horace, you idiot! Dogs ain't that smart. [starts up the truck and drives off into the distance]
Whizzer
We gave 'em the slip! [slips on the ice in front of Pongo] Didn't we, Dad?
They didn't even see us, Patch!
Shh, children. Children, shh.
[As the puppies continue walking, some of the other puppies form a dalmatian chain by clinging onto Perdita's tail and then each other's tail with their mouths. The next puppy tries to cling onto the other one's tail, but he or she trips over and bumps into Rolly, as they both slide on the ice] [tries catching up to them, but his feet slip on the ice]
My feet are slippery. I wish we could walk on the snow.
[picks up Lucky with his mouth]
No, son, we can't leave tracks. [follows the dalmatians behind with Lucky in his teeth. His hind legs slip on the ice, then he stands back up and resumes following them]
[By now, the Twilight Bark reaches the countryside, as each farm dog passes it onto the next dog traveling on a canal barge. On a hill, Towser, an old bloodhound, receives the message barking and howling] [waddles up to him]
Towser, what's going on? What is it? What's all the gossip?
Towser
Taint no gossip, Lucy. It be all the way from London.
You don't say!
Towser
15 puppies stolen.
But there's no puppies around here. Not since Nellie's last litter. And they're all grown up.
Towser
Well, then, we'd best send the word along. It be up to me to reach the Colonel! He be the only one in barking range.
You'll never reach him at this hour!
Towser
Well, I can try! I'll bark all night if I have to. Ahem! [barks loudly, reaching an old farm establishment, where a gate with a sign above reads "Lancers: H.M. Forces Ret.: Maj. General S.F. Smedley: The 9th Queen's Royal Lancers". A grey farm horse named Captain opens the stall door]
Captain
[neighing lowly]
Hmm-hmm-hmm. Hmm... sounds like old Towser. It's an alert. Sergeant! [peaks louder to wake up Sergeant Tibbs, a tabby cat sleeping on his back] Sergeant Tibbs! I SAY, SERGEANT! [neighs loudly to wake up Tibbs]
Captain
Barking signal. It's an alert. Report to the Colonel at once.
[respectfully salutes Captain]
Yes, sir. Righto, sir. Right away, sir! [hops off Captain's back and scurries along the barn rafters to find Colonel. He reaches an empty barn stall with plenty of hay scattered on the floor and looks for Colonel] Colonel? I say, Colonel! Colonel, sir? Colonel? [yelps as Colonel wakes up] Colonel?!
What? What? Who goes there?
Sergeant Tibbs reporting, sir.
Tibbs? Tibbs? Oh, yes, Sergeant Tibbs!
Colonel, sir-
Now, look here, Tibbs. What's the idea of barging in at this hour of the night?
But, Colonel...
Hold on, Sergeant. You hear that? Sounds like an alert.
Yes, Colonel.
Well, we'd better look into it. Come along, on the double!
Yes, sir. Righto, sir. [follows Colonel to the stall next to Captain's stall, just as Captain himself hears the last of the message]
Captain
It's old Towser down at Withermarsh, sir.
By Jove, yes! So it is. Well, I'll see what he wants. Ahem! [barking]
Towser
[Back on the hill a good distance away from the farm, Towser receives the response from Colonel with Lucy holding up his left ear]
It'd be the Colonel. The old boy himself! [chuckles] He wants the message.
You'd better make it loud and clear or he'll never get it.
Towser
[barks the message about the fifteen stolen puppies]
One long howl, two short. One yip and a woof.
Two yips, sir.
Captain
What's the word, Colonel?
It's from London.
It must be important.
The Colonel: Yes, I'll get the rest of it. Ahem! [barks some more]
Um, ah, that's 15, sir.
15? Of course 15! [more barking] Yes, dot, spot, spot, spotted puddings...poodles...No, no, puddles.
The Captain
Puddles, sir?
15 spotted puddles stolen, oh, balderdash!
Better double-check it, Colonel.
Hmm? Oh, yes, yes, I suppose I better. [barks, then barking in the distance in response] Two woofs, one yip and a woof.
It sounds like puppies, sir.
Of course, puppies!
Colonel, Colonel, sir, I just remembered. Two nights past, I heard puppy barking at Hell Hall.
You mean the old De Vil place? Nonsense, Tibbs! No one's lived there for years.
Captain
Hold on! There's smoke coming from the chimney!
By Jove, that's strange... strange indeed. I suppose we'd better investigate. I'll send word for ol' Towser to stand by. [barking]
Towser
[receives the last message from the Colonel]
Please... stand... by.
What's he mean by that?
Towser
I don't know. Oh... maybe the ol' boy's found something!
Oh, I do hope so!