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Pongo: Oh, thank goodness. Perdy! Perdy! This way, Perdy. The dairy barn across the road.
Perdita: C'mon, kids.
Pongo: It's not far. C'mon, this way. Follow the collie.
Duchess: Just look, Queenie. Have you ever seen so many puppies?
Aren't they adorable!
Perfectly darling.
Duchess: The poor dears. They're completely worn out and half frozen!
Perdita: They all here, Pongo?
Pongo: Yes, dear. All 99 accounted for.
Queenie: The famous Pongos. We were so worried about you.
Collie: Been trying to reach you. Afraid you'd been captured.
Queenie: How did you make it all this way? And in such dreadful weather.
With all those little ones.
I'm hungry, Mother. I'm hungry.
I'm hungry too. Mother, we're hungry. We're all hungry. Perdita: I'm sorry, children.
Princess: Do they like warm milk? It's fresh.
Where is it? Where is the milk?
Come and get it, kids. It's on the house.
This way, children. Around this way.
Don't crowd. You'll have to take turns.
Rolly, wait your turn, dear.
Don't worry, kids. There's plenty for all. Ooh! The little darlings.
Collie: Pongo, a few scraps I saved for you and the missus.
Pongo: Oh, thank you. Collie: It's not much, but it might hold you as far as Dinsford. There's a Labrador there. His pet is a grocer.
Pongo: Oh, I I'm sorry.
Quite all right. Get some rest and don't worry. I'll be standing watch.
I don't know what we'd have done if we're honored to be of service.
We're sorry we can't do more. Anyone who would think of hurting these puppies.
Duchess! They're so dear. I wish they could stay with us for always.
Quiet, everyone. Let them sleep, the poor things. They're so exhausted and they still have such a long way to go.
Pongo: Hurry, kids. Hurry!
Cruella De Vil: Well now, what have we here? Well so they thought they could outwit Cruella. Ha-ha-ha-ha! Jasper! Horace! Here's their tracks' heading for the village.
Jasper: Blimey! It's them, all right.
Cruella De Vil: Work your way south on the side roads. I'll take the main road.
Cruella De Vil: See you in Dinsford!
Labrador: Pongo, I've got a ride home for you.
Pongo: A ride home? Perdy, did you hear that?
Perdita: For all of us?
You mean we don't have to walk any more?
Labrador: If we can manage it.
Pongo: We'd better hurry.
Perdita: We've got a ride home! C'mon, children.
Labrador: See the van down the street? It's going to London as soon as the engine's repaired. And there's room for all of you.
Perdita: Pongo, there's Cruella.
Pongo: Yes and Jasper and Horace.
Perdita: How will we get to the van?
Pongo: I don't know, Perdy. But somehow we've got to.
Lucky: Mother, Dad, Patch pushed me in the fireplace.
Patch: Lucky pushed me first.
Lucky: Did not.
Patch: Did not.
Lucky: Did too.
Patch: Did too.
Lucky: Did not!
Perdita: Please, children, don't quarrel.
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