Frederick Worlock: Horace, Inspector Graves
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Quotes
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Cruella De Vil : I've got no time to argue. I tell you, it's got to be done tonight!
[Turns off television set]
Cruella De Vil : Do you understand? Tonight!
Horace : But they ain't big enough.
Jasper : You couldn't get half a dozen coats out of the whole kaboodle.
Seargent Tibs : [whispering] Coats? Dog skin coats?
Cruella De Vil : Then we'll settle for half a dozen!
Jasper : [Jasper coughs]
Cruella De Vil : We can't wait! The police are everywhere. I want the job done tonight!
Horace : How're we gonna do it?
Cruella De Vil : Any way you like. Poison them. Drown them. Bash them in the head. You got any chloroform?
Jasper : Not a drop.
Horace : And no ether, either.
Jasper : [Hits Horace over the head with bottle]
Jasper : Either!
Cruella De Vil : I don't care how you kill the little beasts, but do it, and do it now!
Jasper : Aw, please, miss. Have pity, will you? Can't we see the rest of the show first?
Horace : We want to see "What's My Crime?"
[Cruella takes Jasper's bottle causing him to cough and throws it into the fireplace, where it explodes; she slaps both of them in the face]
Cruella De Vil : Now listen, you idiots! I'll be back first thing in the morning. And the job better be done or I'll I'll I'll call the police! Do you understand?
Seargent Tibs : [She slams the door behind her; a piece of plaster falls off the ceiling and on Horace's head]
Horace : I think she means it, Jasper.
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Horace : I don't like it, Jasper. One more pinch, and they'll throw the keys away.
Jasper : Oh, come off it, Horace. We're getting plenty of bootle.
Horace : Yes, but I've been thinking.
Jasper : You've been thinking? Now look here, Horace! I warned you about thinking! I've got the nog for this job, so let's get on with it!
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Cruella De Vil : Well, any sign of them?
Jasper : Not so much as a blooming footprint. And we've been up and down every blicking road in the county.
Horace : We're froze stiff. We're giving up.
Cruella De Vil : Oh, no, you don't! We'll find the little mongrels if it takes till next Christmas. Now get going! And watch your driving, you imbeciles! Do you wanna get nabbed by the police?
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Cruella De Vil : [on the phone with Jasper] Jasper! Jasper, you idiot! How dare you call here!
Jasper : But, we don't want no more of this here! We want our bootle! We'll settle for half!
Cruella De Vil : Not one shilling until the job is done! Understand?
Horace : Jasper! Jasper!
[shows him the newspaper that it says "15 puppies stolen" in it]
Jasper : [to Cruella] But it's here in the blinkin' papers! Pictures and all!
Cruella De Vil : Hang the papers! It'll be forgotten tomorrow!
Horace : I don't like it, Jasper. I...
Jasper : [to Horace] Ah, shut up, you idiot!
Cruella De Vil : [shouts] What?
Jasper : [to Cruella] Whoa! Oh, no! Not you, Miss! I mean Horace, here!
Cruella De Vil : Why, you imbecile!
[slams down the phone]
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[the dalmatians are hiding from Jasper and Horace under a bridge across a frozen creek]
Jasper : Aw, they gotta be around here somewhere.
Horace : Jasper, I've been thinking.
Jasper : Now, Horace!
Horace : But what if they went down the froze-up creek so as not to leave their tracks?
Jasper : Oh, Horace, you idiot! Dogs ain't that smart.
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Horace : [Jasper is drinking] Hey, Jasper! Come on now, give us a swig. Just a short one?
Jasper : Now Horace, this hogwash ain't fit for a fancy gent like yourself. Besides, you'd get crumbs in it, ya cabbage head!
Horace : [not noticing Rolly stealing the meat out of his sandwich] All right! Guzzle the whole works, and I hope it gives ya collywobbles, that's what!
[He takes a bite out of the now empty sandwich, looks puzzled and holds it open to Jasper]
Horace : 'Ere Jasper, did you...?
[Jasper nonchalantly taps his cigar ash over it]
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Jasper : There they go, Horace, me lad: Out for their evening constitutional.
[He peers into the rear view mirror and sees them turn the corner]
Jasper : Ah, a lovely pair of turtledoves. Around the Johnny corner and off to the park.
Horace : [cynical] Yeah, I don't like it, Jasper. One more pinch, and they'll throw the keys away.
Jasper : Oh, come off it, Horace. We're getting plenty of boodle.
Horace : Yes, but... I've been thinking...
Jasper : You've been thinking?
[aggressively grabs Horace]
Jasper : Now, look here, Horace: I warned you about thinking. I've got the knob for this job, so let's get on with it.
[He starts up their truck and drives it up to the doorsteps of Roger and Anita's flat. The truck makes sputtering noises along the way and stops with a squeak. Jasper and Horace emerge from the truck and walk up the doorsteps, as Horace as a handbag in his hands]
Jasper : Ah, nobody home but the little ol' cook. Now, you just leave her to ol' Jasper. He can handle her real diplomatic-like.
Horace : [nervously] Yeah, but I still don't like it.
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Horace : [yanks the steering wheel off in a panic] Jasper!
Jasper : [the Baduns' van careens out of control] Horace!
[the Baduns' van collides with Cruella's half-wrecked car with a big crash as they land themselves into a snowy ravine while the moving van drives away]
Cruella De Vil : You idiots! You... you fools! *sobs* Ah, you imbeciles!
Jasper : Ah, shaddap.
[Cruella sobs in defeat]
