Jasper Badun
I'll skin every one of them little spotted hyenas if it's the last thing I do!
Tied for 2nd most-quoted character in One Hundred and One Dalmatians (1961): in 13 of its 46 quotes
Most scenes with: Cruella De Vil (5), Pongo (4), Perdita (4)
Oi, look, Horace! Watch me pot His Lordship smack on the conk! [throws a dart, hitting a picture of a relative of Cruella right in the nose; laughs] How's that for callin' em, eh?!
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Jasper Badun
Outta my way, ya barkin' haystack, or I'll knock your blinkin' block off!
Jasper Badun
[to Horace while closing in on the moving van]
See, nothing to it! I'll give 'em a bit of a nudge, AND SHOVE 'EM IN THE DITCH! [cackles]
Jasper Badun
Ah, shaddup!
Scenes with Jasper Badun
8 scenes“Dognapping!" Can you imagine such a thing? "15 Puppies Stolen". They are darling little things. Anita and her... and her bashful Beethoven! Pipe and all! [evilly laughs] Oh, Roger, you are a fool!
[Jasper calls Cruella de Vil on the phone]
Hello? Jasper! Jasper, you idiot! How dare you call here!
Jasper Badun
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!
Not one schilling till the job's done! Do you Understand?
Jasper! [shows him the morning newspaper]
Jasper Badun
It's here in the blinkin' papers! Pictures and all!
Hang the papers! It'll be forgotten tomorrow.
I don't like it, Jasper. I don't-
Jasper Badun
[to Horace]
Ah, shaddup, you idiot!
Jasper Badun
[on the phone]
No, no, not you, miss! I mean Horace here!
[By now, Colonel and Sergeant Tibbs arrive at the gates to Hell Hall. Colonel peers through the iron bars of the gates]
They say the ol' place is haunted, or bewitched, or some such fiddle-faddle.
Fiddle-faddle and rot, sir. [looks at the exterior of Hell Hall]
Just the same, Sergeant, use extreme caution. No telling what sort of hocus pocus you might run in to. Well, blast it all, Tibbs! On the double, man! On the double!
[salutes Colonel]
Yes, sir. Righto, sir. Right away, sir. [leaps off Colonel's back and scampers up a tree branch, finally reaches the windowsill, which crumbles in some parts, wipes his paw on the glass to get a good visual of the hall, sees a large, dark, gloomy foyer, complete with a tall, winding staircase, a plated armor statue with an axe in its hand, and a glowing crack through the wall, opens the window, giving off a creaking sound, then lands on the floor and makes it to the crack, checks if the coast is clear and squeezes himself inside the living room, where he comes upon a yawning dalmatian puppy without a collar] Psst! Rover! Spotty!
Hmm, what?
Sergeant Tips
Are you one of the 15 stolen puppies?
We're not stolen. We're bought and paid for. There's 99 of us all together.
Sergeant Tips
99?! [sees a vast sea of dalmatian puppies sleeping across the living room floor]
Spotty
How 'bout that bunch of little ones? They have names and collars. They're not from the pet shops.
Sergeant Tips
15 of them?
We never counted them. They're over there by the TV.
[the 15 dalmatian puppies that were stolen are watching the Silly Symphony short, "Springtime", on TV] [creeps over to the couch to count the puppies]
Then, I'd better count 'em.
Spotty
Watch out for the Baduns.
Baduns?
Those two blokes, Horace and Jasper. They're mean ones, they are.
Jasper Badun
[They're seen without their coats on, Horace helps himself to a pair of sandwiches, and Jasper guzzles down on some wine. As Tibbs climbs on a box behind the couch to count the fifteen puppies, Lucky ducks his head down as the center flower dances up close to the screen]
Ey, look, Horace! Watch me pot 'Is Lordship smack on the conk! [throws a dart that lands on a dartboard, laughs evilly] How's that for callin' 'em, eh? [laughs evilly, swats Horace in the belly, and Horace irritatedly looks at him]
Sergeant Tips
[counting]
1... 2... 3, 4, 5, 6...
Hey, Jasper! [impolitely eats with his mouth full of food] Come on now. Give us a swig, just a short one.
Jasper Badun
Now, Horace, this here hogwash ain't fit for a fancy bloke like yourself. Besides, you'd get crumbs in it, you cabbage head! [sets the wine bottle down next to Tibbs]
All right. Guzzle the whole works, and I hope it gives you collywobbles, that's what. [take his first bite and notices his toppings are gone] Hey, Jasper, did you...
Jasper Badun
[rudely ignores his brother and dumps a bunch of cigar ashes on the bread slices]
Sergeant Tips
[counting]
Let me see... 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11...
[angrily pushes Lucky down from the TV set]
Hey! Get down, you little runt, and stay down!
[angrily barks at Horace for messing with his brother]
[angrily threatens Patch]
Go on! Get out of here, or I'll... I'll black your other peeper.
Where was I? 9... 9... three more. 12 and... 1, 2, 3. That's 15! They're the ones!
Jasper Badun
[accidentally grabs Sergeant Tibbs and drinks him which causes him to screech in alarm and run off with fright, sputtering with cat germs and gets it off his tongue]
Blimey! What the... [notices Tibbs bounding away as the puppies bark in surprise] Hey, Horace, look what we got! A tabby cat!
[bounds across a grand piano, knocking down the support arm for the cover, which squashes Horace inside the piano]
Patch, Two-Tone, Lucky, Dipstick, Jewel, Fidget and Whizzer
[continue barking]
[armed with a bunch of darts in his hands, laughs evilly]
How'd you like a tabby cat stew? [violently throws the darts to kill Tibbs squirming against the wall and cruelly raises an empty wine bottle to aim at Tibbs running away from the living room] Or a cat casserole? [laughs evilly] A la MODE! [angrily throws the wine bottle at Tibbs, but misses him as Tibbs squeezes back through the crack and The wine bottle shatters in pieces]
[Meanwhile, back at Smedley Farm, Sgt. Tibbs, and Colonel sit outside on a horse-drawn wagon as theywait patiently and perk up their ears for the barking chain] [sticks his head out to ask his superior a question]
Any news, Colonel?
Not a blasted thing. They're lost or captured, or something, or other. Who knows what.
[sees Cruella's car driving down the road]
Colonel, sir, Colonel! Here she comes a car.
Oh, come now, Tibs. Don't be ridiculous. They wouldn't be driving.
Yes, I know, sir. But it's heading for Hell Hall. It... It's stopping at the gate!
It is? Blast it all, Tibbs! Better see what's up. On the double, man. On the double!
Yes, sir. [jumps on Colonel's back as they head for the de Vil mansion]
Take over, Captain!
Quizmaster
I'm sorry, Mr. Simpkins. The answer is no. No, no, no, no. Six down, four to go.
Inspector Graves
Ah, was this a single item or a number of things?
Quizmaster
[Horace plugs his ears, and Jasper raises the volume on the TV set]
It must be a yes or no question, Inspector.
[An angry Cruella de Vil catches Jasper and Horace watching television]
I've got no time to argue. I tell you it's got to be done tonight. [turns off the TV] Do you understand?! Tonight!
But they ain't big enough.
Jasper Badun
You couldn't get half a dozen coats out of the whole kaboodle.
Then we'll settle for half a dozen! We can't wait! The police are everywhere. I want the job done tonight!
How are we gonna do it?
Any way you like. Poison them, drown them, bash them in the head! You got any chloroform?
Jasper Badun
Not a drop.
And no ether...either.
Jasper Badun
[violently bonks Horace on the head with his wine-bottle]
"Eye-ther"!
I don't care how you kill the little beasts, but DO IT! AND DO IT NOW!
Jasper Badun
Aw, please, miss. Now have pity, will ya? Can't we see the rest of the show first?
We want to see "What's My Crime?"
[Jasper he starts to drink from his bottle, but throw Cruella de Vil furiously snatches it and angrily she throws it into the fireplace, an explosion. The puppies hide behind the furniture in fear.] [She angrily hits Jasper and Horace's slaps faces]
Now listen, you idiots! I'll be back first thing in the morning! And the job better be done and I'll... I'll... I'll call the police!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!! [She slams the door closes behind her in a fit of rage; the slam causes a chunk of the ceiling to come loose and fall on Horace's head]
I think she means it, Jasper.
Jasper Badun
Ah...we'll get on with it as soon as the show's over. [turns the TV back on]
Quizmaster
Will you please sign in, sir?
[A contestant signs his name on a chalkboard on the screen, just as Sgt. Tibbs meets up with the puppies]
Hey, kids. You'd better get out of here if you want to save your skins.
Dalmatian Puppy 1
But, how?
Shh. There's a hole in the wall there by the door. [points to the hole in the wall right by the door] C'mon, shake a leg. Psst. Kids, follow me.
Yeah, what do you know: Old Meathead Fauncewater!
C'mon, now. Don't crowd. One at a time! One at a time!
Quizmaster
Now, for our last contestant this evening, panel, meet Mr. Percival Fauncewater. Now, Mr. Fauncewater, if the panel fails to guess your unusual crime in ten questions, you will receive two weeks vacation at a fashionable seaside resort, all expenses paid. That is, of course, after you've paid your debt to society.
Quizmaster
[Mr. Fauncewater sits in his chair next to the Quizmaster. Mr. Fauncewater's smile droops. He looks at his guard, who sternly shifts his eye at him]
Now, um, who will take the first question? Inspector?
Inspector Graves
Ah, Mr. Fauncewater, could your crime be classified as larceny? A theft, you know? A burglary of some sort?
[orders the puppies to line up against the wall, as more puppies sneak past the Baduns and meet up with the others, whispering]
Straighten out! Form a queue along the wall. C'mon, snap it up. Faster!
Quizmaster
Mr. Fauncewater is a burglar by trade, but in this case, his crime was not burglary. I'm sorry: The answer is no. One down, nine to go. Miss Birdwell?
Miss Birdwell
If your crime wasn't robbery, wherein did you... Oh, dear, what I mean is... Do something of a violent nature, that it is..
Quizmaster
Oh, come, come, come, Miss Birdwell, we're running short of time.
Miss Birdwell
Oh, yes, of course. So sorry. Did you do someone in?
Oh, blimey! [sees Lucky watching the game show with interest]
Quizmaster
Oh, no, Miss Birdwell, I'm sorry. The answer is no. Two down, eight to go. Mr. Simpkins?
Mr. Simpkins
Oh, yes. Your crime was not robbery and not homicide. Well then, could it be a violation of a city ordinance of some sort?
Psst. Hey, kid, let's go. [tries grabbing Lucky's tail, but Lucky leans up to get a closer view of the screen, where Mr. Fauncewater whispers something into the Host's ear]
Quizmaster
I see. Uh, uh, no. The answer is no, no, no.
Hey, get out of the way, you little runt! [roughly hands Lucky to Jasper who angrily tosses him aside]
Quizmaster
Three down, seven to go. Inspector?
Inspector Graves
Oh, this is very confusing, I must say, strictly. Surely, this crime could...
Quizmaster
[Sgt. Tibbs catches Lucky like a forward pass, until he steps on a series of wine bottles and soup cans, which they are forced to barrel roll on. Rolly sees them coming. Sgt. Tibbs trips, tossing Lucky into the air and through the hole. Sgt. Tibbs slides to a stop by Rolly, just as the timer buzzes off, ending the game show]
I'm terribly sorry. I'm afraid we've run out of time.
Jasper Badun
[annoyed]
Aw, now, ain't that always the way!
Quizmaster
Would it be possible for Mr. Fauncewater to come back next week? Then, we could finish our little game. Goodnight, audience. See you next week at the same time on "What's My Crime?"
Jasper Badun
[Rolly goes through the hole] [yawning as he and Horace put on their coats]
Oh, well. C'mon, Horace. Let's get on with it. [evilly grabs a fire poker] I'll pop 'em off, you do the skinnin'.
Oh, no, you don't, Jasper! [evilly pulls off a chair leg and uses it as a club] I'll pop 'em off and you do the skinnin'.
Jasper Badun
[notices all the captured puppies are gone]
Hey, Horace, look! They're gone! They flew the coop, right out through this little hole. [pulls out a flashlight] Here, grab a torch. We'll run 'em down before you can say "Bob's your uncle".
Jasper Badun
[They leave the living room and enter the foyer, searching the area with their flashlights. As the puppies run upstairs, Rolly trips on a step and sees the two goons]
There they go, Horace, up the stairs. [creepily calls for Rolly's attention] Here, puppies. Here, puppies! C'mon. Now, don't go hiding from your ol' Uncle Jasper. Aw, I ain't gonna hurt ya.
But, I thought we was gonna pop 'em off.
Jasper Badun
[puts his hand in Horace's mouth to shut him up]
Shut up. Now, take a squint in there, and I'll check these other two rooms.
Jasper Badun
[Horace goes to explore one of the bedroom while Jasper enters another one and starts searching for them]
Here, puppies. Puppies, come on out. Come out wherever you are. [looks under the bed and is startled by Sgt. Tibbs]
[leaps on Jasper's face]
Jasper Badun
Horace! [gets plowed over by the puppies] Oh! It's that mangy tabby cat! He's the ringleader! Head 'em off, Horace! Head 'em...
Jasper Badun
[Horace angrily collides into Jasper, as they both go tumbling down the stairs] [ticked off]
You bungling blockhead! [angrily punches Horace on the head]
[leads the puppies downstairs and right under the stairwell to hide from the crooks, who are catching right up with them]
Back here! Back here! Shh. Here they come.
Jasper Badun
[Horace and Jasper come down the stairs] [grumbles angrily]
Double-crossin' little twerps, pullin 'a snitch on us, and after we took care of 'em all this time. There's gratitude for you.
It ain't fair, Jasper.
Jasper Badun
Naw.
[gallops down the stairs, takes one look at the goons, just as Sgt. Tibbs grabs Rolly by the tail, causing Rolly to yip]
Jasper Badun
[points to puppies]
Hey, Horace, there they go!
[Tibbs and the puppies are forced to make a break for it back the way they came, just as Colonel sees them running from the Baduns through a window]
Sergeant? I say, Sergeant.
Jasper Badun
[Colonel leaves the window and comes to another window to see the puppies and Tibbs run back to the living room, where Horace and Jasper evilly trap them]
Shut that door, Horace! We'll close in on 'em. Enough of this "Ring Around the Rosy".
[Meanwhile, Perdita and Pongo come to a pair of crossroads] [concerned]
Oh, Pongo, Pongo, I'm afraid we're lost.
It can't be far. [barks loudly to get the Colonel's attention]
[hears Pongo's barking in the distance]
By Jove! It can't be the Pongos. [gallops and barks in response, until he slips on a frozen pond and into a snowbank, where he continues barking]
Oh, Pingo! Uh... Uh... Pongo?
Our puppies! Our puppies, are they all right?
No time to explain. There's trouble. A big hullabaloo. Come along! Follow me!
Jasper Badun
[Pongo and Perdita rush to the rescue, as Colonel runs. Tibbs and the puppies cower from the two men] [cackling wickedly]
Ah, ha-ha-ha! Now, we’ve got ‘em, Horace. They‘ve run out of room! [Pongo and Perdita suddenly crashes in, snarling] Hey, what have we got here?! A couple of spotted hyenas?! C’mon, Horace, old pal! [they both start attacking] Give ‘em what for! I’m right behind ya, lad!
[accidentally hits Jasper]
Jasper Badun
Oof! Oh, you clumsy clod! [angrily kicks 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]
Well, by George!
Jasper Badun
[A puppy barks. Jasper scowls and the puppy scampers off] [violently kicks Pongo against the wall]
You mangy mongrel!
[shakes his head dizzily]
Jasper Badun
I’ll knock your blinkin' block off! [smashes the wall with his crowbar]
[angrily bites Jasper's rear end]
Jasper Badun
YEOW!!
No, no, Colonel! Retreat, retreat!
Yes. Oh, yes, of course. Retreat! Retreat, on the double!
[The puppies follow Sergeant Tibbs and the Colonel to the front door. Perdita attacks Horace, while Pongo attacks Jasper.]
Help, Jasper, Jasper! Get me out of here!
Jasper Badun
Hey, Horace, they’re fighting dirty!
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 Badun
HORACE!
[With his pants on fire, Horace knocks Jasper against a wall. It cracks and the ceiling collapses on them]
C’mon, Perdy. Let’s go.
Jasper Badun
[The two dogs follow the paw prints in the snow. Horace and Jasper go outside] [angrily shakes his fist]
I’ll skin every one of them little spotted hyenas, if it’s the last thing I do!
[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."
[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.
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!
[neighs for Colonel's attention as he hustles on the spot]
[appears and barks at Jasper and Horace]
Jasper Badun
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.
Jasper Badun
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]
Jasper Badun
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'.
Jasper Badun
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?
Jasper Badun
[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]
[The next morning, as a rooster crows, Cruella evilly drives up in her car and speeds right past the Baduns, who spin around in their truck and stop likewise. Cruella furiously backs her car up to face them]
Well?! Any sign of them?!
Jasper Badun
Not so much as one bloomin’ footprint. And we've been up and down every blinkin’ road in the whole county.
[grabs Horace threateningly]
Oh, no you don't! We’ll find the little mongrels if it takes till next Christmas! NOW GET GOING! [shoves him back into the Baduns' truck] And watch your driving, you imbeciles! You want to get nabbed by the police?! with this?
[Jasper and Horace watch in fear as Cruella backs her car off a few paces, then speeds past and away, leaving them covered in snow]
Labrador
[Meanwhile, in Dinsford, the Labrador that the Collie mentioned to Pongo last evening stands outside a blacksmith shop and barks for any sign of the Dalmatians, who then arrive on schedule. Pongo runs ahead, barking in reply.]
Pongo, I’ve got a ride home for you!
A ride home? Perdy, did you hear that?
Pongo, there she is: Cruella.
[Cruella then drives down one side of the street, forcing the Labrador, Pongo, and Perdita to duck down from Cruella searching for them. As soon as they raise their heads, Pongo sees Horace and Jasper looking for them, too.]
Yes… and Jasper and Horace.
Pongo, how will we get to the van?
I don’t know, Perdy. But somehow, we’ve got to.
Mother, Dad, Patch pushed me in the fireplace.
Lucky pushed me first.
Did not.
Did too.
Did not.
Did too.
Did not! [angrily sticks a tongue at Patch]
Please, children, don't quarrel.
Say...Perdy, I've got an idea. [rolls around in soot]
Pongo, what on Earth...?
Look! I'm a Labrador! We'll all roll in the soot! We'll all be Labradors!
Labrador
Say! That is an idea!
Come on, kids! Roll in the soot!
You mean you want us to get dirty?
Did you hear that, Freckles? Dad wants us to get dirty.
Mother, should we?
This'll be fun!
I always wanted to get good and dirty!
[All the puppies laugh as they jump into the soot and roll around in it]
That’s the stuff! The blacker, the better!
I’m ready.
Me too!
How’s this, Dad?
[to puppies]
Wait a minute. Now, that’s enough. Not too many at a time. Uh-oh. Rolly, hold on, son. You’re only half done. [stops Rolly]
Labrador
And now, stay right with me, kids.
[giggles]
We’re gonna fool the ol’ mad lady.
Then the labrador slowly brings the puppies out into the open, while Horace and Jasper check each nook and cranny with their weapons in the village.
Jasper Badun
Say now, Horace. That’s just what they did. Dogs is always paintin’ themselves black! [angrily hits Horace on the head] You idiot!
They reach the van, where the labrador loads each puppy with his teeth onto the tailgate.
[watches them from the window back at the blacksmith's shop]
Well, so far, so good. C’mon, Perdy. Better get on your make-up. I’ll go ahead with the next bunch. [leaves to get the next bunch of puppies, until Perdita sees Cruella coming in her car and ducks down to avoid being seen by her as Cruella passes the window the other way. Pongo and the puppies wait to move outside, until Cruella stops her car. Perdita then sees Horace and Jasper coming and runs off to hide. Before Jasper gets a closer look, both he and Horace hear Cruella blowing her horn]
Jasper Badun
Aw, now, be reasonable, miss.
We’re froze clean to our bones.
Jasper Badun
We’ve been out all night and all day and with nothin’ to eat.
They’re somewhere in this village, and we’re going to find them! Now get going! [speeds off]
Labrador
No, but we’re running out of time.
Car Mechanic
Try ‘er again, mate.
As the truck driver starts his engine again, Perdita is now in her soot disguise as she leads the next batch of puppies.
Hurry, Perdy. The van’s about to leave.
Perdita brings the puppies over to the van and helps the labrador load them onto the tailgate, until they see Horace and Jasper checking a trash can and a rain pipe to search for the puppies.
Labrador
Better hurry.
Perdita then runs back to the shop, as Pongo brings out the next batch of puppies. At the same time, Cruella's car turns round the fountain, as Cruella peers her head out the window to keep looking. The batch of puppies run behind the van, while the car mechanic makes final repairs to the engine as the driver looks on. Three of the puppies hide against the van's wall from Cruella, who clears the area. The labrador and his bunch of puppies come out from their hiding places, as Perdita brings the next bunch of puppies out to the van.
I’ll get the rest. [leaves the grab the last bunch]
Car Mechanic
Well, that ought to do 'er. [closes the truck hood] At least, she’ll get you back to London.
Labrador
Better get aboard, miss.
The van has its engine working, as Perdita leaps onto the tailgate and helps with the loading. As Pongo returns to get the last bunch of puppies, he sees Horace and Jasper standing outside the blacksmith shop.
Hey, Jasper. [whacks Jasper softly on the butt to get his attention. Then, Jasper shakes his fire poker on the door, scaring the puppies into hiding.]
Jasper Badun
C’mon, Horace. [head go to the back of the blacksmith shop to investigate the interior, but Pongo catches up to the last of the puppies and leads them out just in time.]
Hurry, kids! C’mon, kids. Run on ahead.
She’s watching us, Dad.
Keep going. Keep going.
[Just then, melting icicle droplets fall on the puppies' soot, turning it into white spots and exposing their true identity. Pongo looks up and sees the droplets falling from the edge of a nearby roof as his fur is revealed]
It can’t be! [glares in her side-view mirror] It’s impossible!
Labrador
[But, it is. With the soot splashing off from the droplets, she sees the Dalmatians' fur as the truck slowly pulls away. A clump of snow falls on Lucky, forcing Pongo to grab Lucky out of the snow, as his fur is revealed as well.]
Run for it puppies!
JASPER! HORACE! JASPER! There they go! In the van! After them! AFTER THEM!
[As Pongo and the Labrador bring the last two puppies for the van, Pongo and Lucky trip on the snow, as Horace and Jasper close in on them. Fortunately, as the labrador gives a puppy to Perdita as her true fur as well, he turns around and attacks Horace and Jasper, giving Pongo and Lucky enough time to escape. Pongo jumps onto the tailgate and gives Lucky to Perdita. The van hits a bump, almost forcing Pongo to fall off the tailgate, but he keeps a firm grip on the wood surface and pulls himself on board.]
[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 de Vil and the Baduns drive up in their vehicles, with Cruella de Vil quickly following the van and the Baduns taking an opposite road.]
Pongo Look! There she is again: Cruella!
The Man
[Cruella de Vil comes from behind the van and rams against it to force it off the road] [angrily]
Hey, lady, what in thunder are you tryin’ to do?! Crazy woman driver!
[Cruella de Vil 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 de Vil, 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 de Vil is now a psychopath on wheels, as her car resembles a hot rod now.]
[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.]
JASPER!
Jasper Badun
[wickedly cackling]
There ain’t nothin’ to it. I’ll give him a bit of nudge, and shove him in the dirt! Ha-ha!
[Then, Cruella de Vil returns, insane rage in her eyes, and the parents gape in horror. Cruella de Vil rams her car against the van's rear-end bumper and swerves the van in both directions to destroy it.]
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.] [Accidentally snaps the steering wheel off]
JASPER!
Jasper Badun
HORACE!
[Horace and Jasper's truck swerves out of control down the mountain and crashes into Cruella de Vil's car and both automobiles are smashed apart; their drivers are sent falling into the riverbank with the remains as the van carries the Dalmatians away to safety] [last words simmering with rage]
YOU IDIOTS! YOU....YOU FOOLS!!! [sobbing, completely hysterical she start] OH, YOU IMBECILES!!!!!
Jasper Badun
[last words annoyed having enough]
Ah, shut up!
Other characters in One Hundred and One Dalmatians
Pongo
Rod Taylor
Cruella De Vil
Betty Lou Gerson
Perdita
Anita Radcliffe
Jasper
J. Pat O'Malley
Horace
Frederick Worlock
Sergeant Tibbs
David Frankham
The Colonel
J. Pat O'Malley
Anita
Lisa Davis
Cadpig
Captain
Thurl Ravenscroft
Freckles
Mary Wickes
Lucky
Mimi Gibson
Patch
Mickey Maga
Penny
Sandra Abbott
Roger
Rolly
Barbara Beaird
Pepper