Captain: (neighing lowly) "Hmm-hmm-hmm. Hmm... sounds like old Towser. It's an alert. Sergeant!" He speaks louder to wake up Sergeant Tibbs, a tabby cat sleeping on his back. "Sergeant Tibbs! I SAY, SERGEANT!" He neighs loudly to wake up Tibbs.

Sergeant Tibbs: (screeches, then promptly salutes) "Who? What? Oh, yes, Captain!"

Captain: "Barking signal. It's an alert. Report to the Colonel at once."

Sergeant Tibbs: (respectfully) "Yes, sir. Righto, sir. Right away, sir!" Tibbs 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?" Tibbs yelps as he is lifted on his superior's head buried inside the hay. "Colonel?!"

Colonel: (waking up) "What? What? Who goes there?"

Sergeant Tibbs: "Sergeant Tibbs reporting, sir."

Colonel: "Tibbs? Tibbs? Oh, yes, Sergeant Tibbs!"

Sergeant Tibbs: "Colonel, sir-"

Colonel: "Now, look here, Tibbs. What's the idea of barging in at this hour of the night?"

Sergeant Tibbs: "But, Colonel..."

Colonel: "Hold on, Sergeant. You hear that? Sounds like an alert."

Sergeant Tibbs: (sighs) "Yes, Colonel."

Colonel: "Well, we'd better look into it. Come along, on the double!"

Sergeant Tibbs: "Yes, sir. Righto, sir."

Tibbs 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."
Colonel: "By Jove, yes! So it is. Well, I'll see what he wants. Ahem!" (barking) "Woof, woof, woof! Woof, woof, woof!"

Back on the hill a good distance away from the farm, Towser receives the response from Colonel with Lucy holding up his left ear.

Towser: "It'd be the Colonel. The old boy himself!" (chuckles) "He wants the message."

Lucy: "You'd better make it loud and clear or he'll never get it."

(Towser then barks the message about the fifteen stolen puppies and child.)

Colonel: "One long howl, two short. One yip and a woof."

Sergeant Tibbs: "Two yips, sir."

Captain: "What's the word, Colonel?"

Colonel: "It's from London."

Sergeant Tibbs: "It must be important."

Colonel: "Yes, I'll get the rest of it. Ahem!" He barks some more "Woof, woof, woof!" [Distant Barking] "Sounds like a number. Three fives is 13."

Sergeant Tibbs: "That's 15, sir."

Colonel: "Of course." [Barking] "Yes... Dot, Spot... Spotted puddings. Poodles. No, puddles and pile!"

Captain: "Puddles, and pile sir?"

Colonel: (misinterpreting the message) "15 spotted puddles and a pile stolen? Oh, balderdash!" Colonel dips down from the stall door, as Captain and Tibbs look at each other in disbelief.

Sergeant Tibbs: (correcting Colonel) "Better double-check it, Colonel."

Colonel: (grumbling) "Oh, yes, I suppose I'd better." (barks again) "Woof, woof, woof! Two woofs, one yip and a woof."

Sergeant Tibbs: "It sounds like "puppies and child"!"

Colonel: "Of course, puppies and child!"

Sergeant Tibbs: "Colonel, Colonel, sir, I just remembered. Two nights past, I heard puppy barking and crying at Hell Hall."

Colonel: "You mean the old de Vil place? Nonsense, Tibbs! No one's lived there for years."

Captain: (alert) "Hold on! There's smoke coming from the chimney!" The three animals see a plume of smoke rising from de Vil manor.

Colonel: "By Jove, that's strange... strange indeed. I suppose we'd better investigate. I'll send word for ol' Towser to stand by. Roof! Roo-roo-roof!" Towser receives the last message from Colonel.

Towser: "Please... stand... by."

Lucy: "What's he mean by that?"

Towser: "I don't know. Oh... maybe the ol' boy's found something!"

Lucy: (excitedly) "Oh, I do hope so!"

By now, Colonel and Sergeant Tibbs arrive at the gates to Hell Hall. Colonel peers through the iron bars of the gates.

Colonel: "They say the ol' place is haunted, or bewitched, or some such fiddle-faddle."

Sergeant Tibbs: (chuckling) "Fiddle-faddle and rot, sir." Tibbs' expression changes to a serious one as he looks at the exterior of Hell Hall.

Colonel: "Just the same, Sergeant, use extreme caution. No telling what sort of hocus pocus you might run in to." A passing cloud shrouds the mansion and terrace in darkness. Tibbs gulps nervously. "Well, blast it all, Tibbs! On the double, man! On the double!"

Sergeant Tibbs: (salutes Colonel) "Yes, sir. Righto, sir. Right away, sir."

Tibbs leaps off Colonel's back and scampers up a tree branch. He hops from the branch and travels along another branch across the lawn. TIbbs finally reaches the windowsill, which crumbles in some parts. Tibbs wipes his paw on the glass to get a good visual of the hall. He 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. Tibbs opens the window, giving off a creaking sound. He then lands on the floor and makes it to the crack. Tibbs checks if the coast is clear and squeezes himself inside the living room, where he comes upon a yawning dalmatian puppy without a collar.

Sergeant Tibbs: "Psst! Rover! Spotty!"

Rover: (confused) "Hmm, what?"

Sergeant Tibbs: "Are you one of the 15 stolen puppies?"

Rover: "We're not stolen. We're bought and paid for. There's 99 of us all together." He said as Tibbs rubs his eyes in surprise.

Sergeant Tibbs: (surprised) "99?!" He 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 colours. They're not from the pet shops."

Sergeant Tibbs: "15 of them?"

Rover: "We never counted them. They're over there by the TV with a little girl." And true to his word, the 15 dalmatian puppies and a child that were stolen are watching the Silly Symphony short, "Springtime", on TV. Sgt. Tibbs creeps over to the couch to count the puppies.

Sergeant Tibbs: "Then, I'd better count 'em."

Spotty: "Watch out for the Baduns."

Sergeant Tibbs: "Baduns?"

Rover: "Those two blokes, Horace and Jasper. They're mean ones, they are."

Horace helps himself to a pair of sandwiches, and Jasper guzzles down on some wine before giving Y/n a bowl of puree berries to eat. 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.

Jasper: "'Ey, look, Horace! Watch me pot 'Is Lordship smack on the conk!" He throws a dart that lands on a portrait painting of Lord de Vil. "Ha-ha-ha-ha! How's that for callin' 'em, eh? Ha-ha-ha-ha!" (As Horace sits on the floor to eat his sandwiches, Jasper violently swats him in the belly, and Horace irritatedly looks at him.

Sergeant Tibbs: (counting) "1... 2... 3, 4, 5, 6..."

Horace: "Hey, Jasper!" Tibbs ducks down, while Horace impolitely eats with his mouth full of food. "Come on now. Give us a swig, just a short one."

Jasper: "Now, Horace, this here hogwash ain't fit for a fancy bloke like yourself. Besides, you'd get crumbs in it, you cabbage head!" He sets the wine bottle down next to Tibbs.

Horace: "All right. Guzzle the whole works, and I hope it gives you collywobbles, that's what." Rolly steals a slice of Horace's ham from the sandwich for himself and squeezes under the couch. Horace take his first bite and notices his toppings are gone! "Hey, Jasper, did you..."

Jasper rudely ignores his brother and dumps a bunch of cigar ashes on the bread slices.

Sergeant Tibbs: (counting) "Let me see... 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11..."

Horace: "Hey! Get down, you little runt, and stay down!" He pushes Lucky down from the TV set, as Patch barks at Horace for messing with his brother. "Go on! Get out of here, or I'll... I'll black your other peeper."

Y/n: "Lucky." She said as she held onto her puppy closely as the others lied around her.

Sergeant Tibbs: "Where was I? 9... 9... three more. 12 and... 1, 2, 3. That's 15! They're the ones!" However, he gets nervous when Jasper grabs his neck, mistaking him for a wine bottle, and when Tibbs nears Jasper's mouth, he screeches in alarm and runs off with fright.

Jasper: (sputtering) "Blimey!" He sputters some more "What the..." He notices Tibbs bounding away as the puppies bark in surprise. "Hey, Horace, look what we got! A tabby cat!" He said as Horace is getting another sandwich, as Tibbs bounds across a grand piano, knocking down the support arm for the cover, which squashes Horace inside the piano and smashing his face in a cake, as the puppies continue barking. Lucky ignores them and goes back to watching TV. Jasper is now armed with a bunch of darts in his hands. "Ha-ha-ha! Ho-ho-ho! How'd you like a tabby cat stew?" He evilly throws the darts to kill Tibbs squirming against the wall. Jasper raises an empty wine bottle to aim at Tibbs running away from the living room. "Or a cat casserole? A la mode!" Jasper evilly throws the wine bottle at Tibbs but misses him as Tibbs squeezes back through the crack The wine bottle shatters in pieces.

Meanwhile, back in London, as Big Ben of the Elizabeth Tower chimes in the evening hour, Pongo and Perdita are upstairs in Roger's attic as Pongo listens to Danny barking the message back to him.

Perdita: "What is it, Pongo? What is it?"

Pongo: "It's the Great Dane. He has news for us. He'll meet us at Primrose Hill."

Perdita: "How'll we get out?"

Pongo: "The back bedroom window. It's always open a wee bit. C'mon." He said as Pongo and Perdita sneak out of the flat and run along to Primrose Hill, where they meet up with Danny as the Elizabeth Tower chimes another hour.

Danny: "Woof! Woof! Pongos, you've made it. Good."

Pongo: "What's the word? What's the news?"

Perdita: "Have they found our puppies?"

Danny: "They've been located somewhere north of here in, uh, Suffolk."

Perdita: "Oh, thank heavens."

Danny: "Can you leave tonight?"

Pongo: "Yes, yes, of course."

Perdita: "We can leave right away."

Danny: "Good! I'll go along as far as Camden Road and give you instructions." He said as the three dogs run quickly out of Primrose Hill and make it to the Camden Road bridge in another part of town. A foghorn sounds off twice in the background. "And when you reach Withermarsh, contact old Towser. He'll direct you to the Colonel, and the Colonel will take you to your puppies at the de Vil place."

Perdita: (shocked) "De Vil?!"

Pongo: (shocked) "The de Vil place?!"

Perdita: (realized) "Oh, Pongo, it was her!"

Danny: "Oh, someone you know?"

Pongo: (respectfully) "Sorry, sir. There's no time to explain."

The two Dalmatian parents start their journey as they run through a tunnel.

Perdita: "I hope we're not too late."

Danny: (echoing) "Good luck, Pongos! If you lose your way, contact the barking chain! They'll be standing by!"

The next morning, Pongo and Perdita run along through the English countryside. Pongo stops to let Perdita catch up with him, and both parents continue their journey. Soon, it starts to snow, as the two jump over a fence and dodge an incoming moving van that honks at them. Pongo and Perdita tread through a creek and reach dry land. Later, a snowstorm hits, almost making the journey hard for them as they plow through the snowdrifts. Soon, they come across a river, where packs of snow flow quickly through it. Pongo is the first to tread through the water. The river's current and the snow push him back, as Pongo searches for another way to swim through. Perdita jumps in the river and swims quickly to catch up with him.

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. Colonel sticks his head out to ask his superior a question.

Captain: "Any news, Colonel?"

Colonel: "Not a blasted thing. They're lost or captured, or something, or other. Who knows what." He said as Sgt. Tibbs sees Cruella's car driving down the road.

Sergeant Tibbs: "Colonel, sir, Colonel! Here comes a car."

Colonel: "Oh, come now, Tibs. Don't be ridiculous. They wouldn't be driving."

Sergeant Tibbs: "Yes, I know, sir. But it's heading for Hell Hall." Cruella's car stops at the front gate. "It... It's stopping at the gate!"

Colonel: "It is? Blast it all, Tibbs! Better see what's up. On the double, man. On the double!"

Sergeant Tibbs: "Yes, sir." Sgt. Tibbs jumps on Colonel's back as they head for the de Vil mansion.

Colonel: "Take over, Captain!"

Captain: (respectfully) "Righto, sir." He said as the two friends go to Hell Hall, Cruella angrily paces in the living room, while Horace and Jasper watch their favorite game show on TV.

Quizmaster: "I'm sorry, Mr. Simpkins. The answer is no. No, no, no, no. Six down, four to go."

Cruella de Vil: "I've got no time to argue! I tell you, It's got to be done tonight!"

Inspector Graves: "Ah, was this a single item or a number of things?"

Horace plugs his ears, and Jasper raises the volume on the TV set.

Quizmaster: "It must be a yes or no question, Inspector."

Cruella furiously turns off the TV and angrily turns to face her goons.

Cruella de Vil: "Do you understand? Tonight!" She said as Tibbs sticks his head out of the hole to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Horace: "But, they ain't big enough."

Jasper: "You couldn't get half a dozen coats out of the whole caboodle."

Sergeant Tibbs: (shocked whispering) "Coats! Dog-skin coats?"

Cruella de Vil: (angrily breathing cigarette smoke in Jasper's face) "Then, we'll settle for half a dozen! We can't wait!" Jasper wheezes from his boss' cigarette smoke. "The police are everywhere. I want the job done tonight!"

Horace: (opening a marmalade jar) "How're we gonna do it?"

Cruella de Vil: "Any way you like: Poison them, drown them! Bash them in the head!" Tibbs blinks in shock. "You got any chloroform?"

Jasper: "Not a drop."

Horace: "And no ether, "ee-ther"."

Jasper: ""Eye-ther"!" He angrily bonks his brother into his marmalade jar.

Cruella de Vil: "I don't care how you kill the little beasts, but DO IT, AND DO IT NOW!" The puppies and Y/n cower in fear from her shouting.

Jasper: "Aw, please, miss. Now, have pity, will ya? Can't we see the rest of the show first?"

Horace: "We want to see ''What's My Crime?''

An angry Cruella rudely snatches Jasper's wine bottle and angrily throws it in the fireplace where it explodes. Horace leaps into his brother's arms, and the puppies take cover. Cruella violently slaps her two henchmen in their faces.

Cruella de Vil: (furiously) "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!" Horace and Jasper stare at her with fear, as she angrily screams at them. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" She angrily slams the door, causing a crack to appear that travels from up the wall to the ceiling, where a chunk of plaster lands on Horace's head. He's unharmed from this, though.

Horace: (removing the chunk of plaster from his head) "I think she means it, Jasper."

Jasper: "Ah, we'll get on with it as soon as the show's over." He said as Jasper turns the TV back on and leans back to enjoy the show with Horace. The screen fizzles to see the quizmaster at his desk.

Quizmaster: (professionally) "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.

Sergeant Tibbs: "Hey, kids. You'd better get out of here if you want to save your skins."

Dalmatian Puppy 1: "But, how?"

Sergeant Tibbs: "Shh. There's a hole in the wall there by the door." He points to the hole in the wall right by the door. "C'mon, shake a leg. Psst. Kids, follow me."

Before they leave, they're caught off guard by the sound of Horace laughing. Tibbs jumps on an armchair for cover.

Horace: (laughing) "Hey, Jasper, look! Ha-ha-ha-ha. It's old Meathead!"

Jasper: (laughing) "Yeah, what do you know: Old Meathead Fauncewater!"

Sergeant Tibbs: "C'mon, now. Don't crowd." Some of the puppies crowd through the hole anyway. "One at a time! One at a time and the child first!"

Quizmaster: "Now, for our last contestant this evening, panel, meet Mr. Percival Fauncewater." Mr. Fauncewater sits in his chair next to the Quizmaster. "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." Mr. Fauncewater's smile drops. 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?"

Tibbs orders the puppies to line up against the wall, as more puppies sneak past the Baduns and meet up with the others.

Sergeant Tibbs: (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." Horace and Jasper laugh as the buzzer sounds off on the TV.) "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: (urgently) "Oh, come, come, come, Miss Birdwell, we're running short of time." The clock is ticking.

Miss Birdwell: "Oh, yes, of course. So sorry. Did you do someone in?"

Sergeant Tibbs: "Oh, blimey!" He sees Lucky watching the game show with interest.

Quizmaster: "Oh, no, Miss Birdwell, I'm sorry. The answer is no." Horace and Jasper continue laughing. "Two down, eight to go. Mr. Simpkins?"

Mr. Simpkins: "Oh, yes. Your crime was not robbery and not homicide."

Sergeant Tibbs: "Psst. Hey, kid, let's go." Lucky stubbornly ignores him.

Mr. Simpkins: (cont.) "Well then, could it be a violation of a city ordinance of some sort?"

Tibbs 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."

Horace: "Hey, get out of the way, you little runt!" He roughly hands Lucky to Jasper who rudely tosses him aside.

Quizmaster: "Three down, seven to go. Inspector?"

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.

Inspector Graves: "Oh, this is very confusing, I must say, strictly. Surely, this crime could..."

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.

Quizmaster: "I'm terribly sorry. I'm afraid we've run out of time."

Jasper: (griping) "Aw, now, ain't that always the way!"

Sgt. Tibbs grabs Rolly and tries shoving him through the hole, but his size isn't helping matters.

Quizmaster: (professionally) "Would it be possible for Mr. Fauncewater to come back next week? Then, we could finish our little game." The guard puts his hand on Mr. Fauncewater, preparing to bring him back to his cell. "Goodnight, audience. See you next week at the same time on "What's My Crime?"

Sgt. Tibbs keeps struggling to push Rolly though, just as Horace and Jasper start their job.

Jasper: (yawning) "Oh, well. C'mon, Horace. Let's get on with it." Sgt. Tibbs keeps struggling, while Jasper grabs a fire poker. "I'll pop 'em on the head, you do the skinnin'."

Horace: "Oh, no, you don't, Jasper!" (He pulls off a chair leg and uses it as a club.) "I'll pop 'em off and you do the skinnin'."

Sgt. Tibbs squeezes Rolly through the hole, just as Jasper notices all the captured puppies are gone.

Jasper: "Hey, Horace, look! They're gone! They flew the coop, right out through this little hole." He pulls out a flashlight. "Here, grab a torch. We'll run 'em down before you can say "Bob's your uncle"."

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.

Jasper: "There they go, Horace, up the stairs." He creepily calls for Rolly's attention. "Here, puppies." Rolly makes a break for it "Here, puppies! C'mon. Now, don't go hiding from your ol' Uncle Jasper. Aw, I ain't gonna hurt ya."

Horace: "But, I thought we was gonna pop 'em off."

Jasper: "Shut up. Now, take a squint in there, and I'll check these other two rooms." 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." He looks under the bed and is startled by Sgt. Tibbs. "Horace!" He gets plowed over by the puppies. "Oh! It's that mangy tabby cat! He's the ringleader!" Horace runs up to his brother to back him up. "Head 'em off. Head 'em..." Horace collides into Jasper, as they both go tumbling down the stairs. "You bungling blockhead!"

Sgt. Tibbs leads the puppies downstairs and right under the stairwell to hide from the crooks, who are catching right up with them.

Sergeant Tibbs: "Back here! Back here! Shh. Here they come." He said as Horace and Jasper come down the stairs.

Jasper: (grousing) "Double-crossin' little twerps, pullin 'a snitch on us, and after we took care of 'em all this time. There's gratitude for you." He said as Rolly gallops down the stairs.

Horace: "It ain't fair, Jasper."

Jasper: "Naw." Rolly takes one look at the goons, just as Sgt. Tibbs grabs Rolly by the tail, causing Rolly to yip. "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.

Colonel: "Sergeant? I say, Sergeant."

Sergeant Tibbs: (respectfully) "Sorry, sir. No time to explain. Busy, sir!"

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 trap them.

Jasper: "Shut that door, Horace!" Horace shuts the door, as the puppies hide, while Jasper closes another door. "We'll close in on 'em. Enough of this "Ring Around the Rosy"."

Y/n: Holds onto the puppies shaking in fear for herself and the puppies. "Pon-Pon, Preddy please save us..." She whispered softly.

Meanwhile, Perdita and Pongo come to a pair of crossroads.

Perdita: (concerned) "Oh, Pongo, Pongo, I'm afraid we're lost."

Pongo: "It can't be far." He barks loudly to get the Colonel's attention. Colonel hears Pongo's barking in the distance.

Colonel: "By Jove! It can't be the Pongos." He gallops and barks in response, until he slips on a frozen pond and into a snowbank, where he continues barking.

Pongo: (listening to Colonel's barking) "It's the Colonel. Come on, this way." They hustle over to Hell Hall where Colonel is. "Colonel? Are you the Colonel?"

Colonel: "Oh, Pingo! Uh... Uh... Pongo?"

Perdita: "Our puppies and girl! Our puppies and girl, are they all right?"

Colonel: "No time to explain. There's trouble. A big hullabaloo. Come along!" Pongo and Perdita rush to the rescue, as Colonel slips on the ice again. "Follow me!" He struggles to keep up.

At the same time, both the Badun brothers have a scared Tibbs and all 99 puppies as well Y/n in corner of the living room.

Jasper: (cackling wickedly) "Ah, ha-ha-ha! Now, we've got 'em, Horace. They've run out of room!" Pongo and Perdita bust through the living room and glare at the Baduns, viciously. "Hey, what have we got here? A couple of spotted hyenas?" Pongo and Perdita stand ready to attack. "C'mon, Horace, ol' pal." Pongo angrily jumps into the battle, baring his jaws, and clamps down on Horace's club. "Give 'em what for. I'm right behind ya, lad." Horace hits Jasper on the head by accident. "Oof! Oh, you clumsy clod!" He aggressively kicks Horace off to the side as the Colonel watches the action from a window.

Y/n: "Pon-Pon, Preddy!" She called out happily seeing her dalmatians as they fought to protect their pups and pet's child.

Horace: "Hey, Jasper! I'll knock the spots off you! Let go! Let go!"

Pongo surrounds Horace and Perdita bites Horace on the leg. Jasper raises a chair to hit Perdita, but Pongo pounces on him, causing the chair to be thrown out the window, smashing it and narrowly missing the Colonel.

Colonel: (in surprise) "Well, by George!" Patch barks at Jasper to leave his dad alone, but Jasper gives him the evil eye and scares him off.

Jasper: "You mangy mongrel!" He angrily kicks Pongo aside. Patch winces. Jasper raises his fire poker to strike Pongo. "I'll knock your blinkin 'block off!" He misses and smashes a hole in the door. Pongo runs under Jasper and bites him hard on the rear. YEOW!"

Colonel peeks through the hole to investigate, just as Tibbs leads the puppies and child to safety.

Colonel: "Blast 'em, Tibs. Go on, give 'em what for."

Sergeant Tibbs: "No, no, Colonel! Retreat, retreat!"

Colonel: "Yes. Oh, yes, of course. Retreat! Retreat, on the double!" Colonel picks up Y/n as he and Tibbs lead the puppies back to the farm. Back inside, the battle rages on as Perdita grabs Horace's trench coat with her teeth and blinds Horace with it, while Pongo tugs on Jasper's pants suspenders.

Horace: "Help, Jasper, Jasper! Get me outta here!"

Jasper: "Hey, Horace, they're fighting dirty!"

Pongo lets go of the suspenders, causing Jasper's pants to fall down, exposing his pink boxers. Horace is still blinded by his trench coat.

Horace: "Oh, oh, oh!" As soon as he steps on the carpet, Perdita bites on the carpet and yanks on it, causing Horace to fall rear-first into the fireplace. "Oh, oh, oh!" He hits his head in the fireplace and bolts away, as he puts out the flames on the seat of his pants. "Jasper!"

Jasper: "Horace!"

Before Pongo can tie up Jasper with the suspenders, Horace collides into Jasper, and they crash into the wall where they create a large series of cracks that travel up the ceiling and cause large chunks of plaster to land on them.

Pongo: "C'mon, Perdy. Let's go."

Pongo and Perdita leave Hell Hall and rush over to the farm, just as an angry Horace and Jasper burst out of the mansion and board their truck.

Jasper: (angrily) "I'll skin every one of them 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 and pet's child.

Patch: "Dad! Mother!"

Freckles: "I missed you, Mommy."

Penny: "Here we are, Mommy."

Perdita: (relieved) "Oh, my darlings... my darlings!"

Lucky: "How'd you find us, Dad?"

Pongo: (laughing) "Lucky, Patch, Pepper! Freckles!"

Tibbs sighs lovingly on Colonel's head as Y/n was hugging Pongo and Perdita smiling.

Dipstick: "Oh, Daddy!"

Pongo: "And Rolly, you little rascal!"

Rolly: "Did you bring me anything to eat?"

Pongo: "Everybody here? All?"

Patch: "Twice that many, Dad. Now there's 99 of us!"

Pongo: (stunned) "What? 99...?" He sees the 84 extra dalmatian puppies sitting on the hay bales. "Where did they all come from?"

Perdita: (stunned) "What on earth would she want with so many?"

Dalmatian Puppy 4: She's gonna make coats out of us.

Perdita: "She couldn't!"

Sergeant Tibbs: (serious) "That's right: Dog-skin coats."

Colonel: (doubtful) "Oh, dog-skin coats! Oh, come now, Tibbs!"

Sergeant Tibbs: (truthfully) "But it's true, sir."

Patch: "Horace and Jasper were gonna pop us off and... skin us!"

Perdita: "She's a devil, a witch! What'll we do?"

Pongo: "We have to get back to London somehow."

Patch: "What about the others? What'll they do?"

Y/n: "Take back home." She said honestly Pongo and Perdita looked at her as she nuzzle her head into her winter coat.

The 84 Dalmatian puppies sit there on the hay bales, wondering about their fate, until Pongo makes his decision.

Pongo: (judiciously) "Perdy, we'll take them home with us; all of them. Our pets would never turn them out especially if Y/n loves them as she loves us all."

Captain: (snorting) "Colonel, sir, lights on the road. It's a truck headin' this way."

Captain and Tibbs see the Baduns driving their truck down the road as their follow their tracks.

Sergeant Tibbs: "It's the Baduns, Horace and Jasper. They're following our tracks."

Colonel: "Well, we've got 'em out numbered, Tibs. When I give the signal, we'll attack."

Sergeant Tibbs: "Colonel, sir, I'm afraid that would be disastrous."

Colonel: "Ahem! Oh, you think so?"

Pongo: "He's right, Colonel. We'd better run for it."

Sergeant Tibbs: "Out the back way, across the pasture."

Pongo: "Thank you, Sergeant, Colonel, Captain."

Perdita: "Bless you all."

Pongo: "How can we ever repay you?"

Colonel: "Ahem! Nothing at all. All in the line of duty."

Sergeant Tibbs: "That's right, sir... routine."

Captain: "Better be off. Here they come." The Baduns park their truck outside and begin to enter the barn.

Perdita: "C'mon, kids, hurry."

Perdita leads the puppies and Y/n out the barn and across the pasture.

Sergeant Tibbs: "Good luck, Pongos."

Colonel: "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. Just as Horace and Jasper enter the barn, Colonel appears and barks at them.

Jasper: "Now, what's this? Hey, out of my way, you barkin' haystack, or I'll knock your blinkin' block off!" He swings his poker at Colonel.

Pongo 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.

Horace: "Well, they ain't in here, Jasper."

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.

Sergeant Tibbs: "Ready, Captain. Aim..." Captain raises his hind leg. "Fire one!" Tibbs pulls down Captain's ear, letting him kick Jasper in the butt and into the barn wall, surprising Colonel. "Fire two!" Tibbs fires Captain's leg, kicking Horace in the butt and right into the barn wall where Horace is.

Jasper: "Hey!" He clunks into Horace's head."There they go, the little sneaks!" The dalmatians have left their paw prints in the snow. "C'mon, Horace, back to the truck. We'll head 'em off in half a mile."

They rush back outside, where Jasper rides up in the truck and lets his brother get on. They drive down the country road and stop at a bridge, where they shine their flashlights on a frozen creek.

Jasper: "Ah, they gotta be around here somewhere." The Dalmatians and Y/n 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.

Horace: "Jasper, I've been thinkin'."

Jasper: "Now, Horace."

Jasper shines his flashlight on the creek, just as Rolly bursts out from the formation and near the flashlight.

Horace: "Well, what if they went down the froze-up creek so's not to leave their tracks?"

Jasper meanly yanks Horace back in his car seat.

Jasper: "Aw, Horace, you idiot! Dogs ain't that smart."

Rolly lands his hind legs on the ice and breathes a sigh of relief, as Jasper starts up the truck and drives off into the distance. Pongo watches them leave and then turns to Perdita and the puppies.

Pongo: "All clear, Perdy. All clear."

The rest of the family comes out from under the bridge.

Freckles: "We gave 'em the slip!" He slips on the ice in front of Pongo. "Didn't we, Dad?"

Penny: "They didn't even see us, Patch!" (laughs)

Perdita: "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. As the puppies go on ahead, Lucky tries catching up to them, but his feet slip on the ice.

Lucky: "My feet are slippery. I wish we could walk on the snow."

Pongo: (picking up Lucky with his mouth) "No, son, we can't leave tracks."

Pongo 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 drives up in her car and speeds right past the Baduns, who spin around in their truck and stop likewise. Cruella backs her car up to face them.

Cruella de Vil: "Well, any sign of them?"

Jasper: "Not so much as one bloomin' footprint, and we've been up and down every blinkin' road in the whole county." He said as Horace breathes into his gloves to keep warm.

Horace: "We're froze stiff. We're givin' up."

Cruella de Vil: (angrily) "Oh, no, you don't!" (LShe violently grabs Horace. "We'll find the little mongrels if it takes 'til next Christmas. Now, get going!" She cruelly stuffs Horace back into his seat, scaring the two of them. "And, watch your driving, you imbeciles! Do you wanna get nabbed by the police?" She backs up her car, just as Horace and Jasper peer out the side and watch rocket away, as her kicks up snow all over them, as the camera fades out on them.

Meanwhile, the dalmatian clan is caught in a heavy snowstorm. Pongo is keeping track of the dalmatian puppies behind.

Pongo: "93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98..." He sees Lucky struggling to keep up with the rest of the group. "Oh, Lucky!" He grabs Lucky with his teeth and carries him the rest of the way. "C'mon, Lucky boy. We can't give up now."

Lucky: (whining) "I'm tired and I'm hungry and my tail's froze... and my nose is froze and my ears are froze. And my toes are froze." They hear barking in the distance.

Collie: (calling out) "Pongo! (barks again) Pongo! Pongo!" He meets up with Pongo and Lucky. "We'd just about lost hope. We have shelter for you... at the dairy barn across the road."

The dairy barn is shown ahead of Pongo, Lucky, and the collie.

Pongo: "Oh, thank goodness." He runs to Perdita who is leading the rest of the puppies and Y/n as he calls out to her. "Perdy! Perdy!" Perdita hears her mate calling. "This way, Perdy. The dairy barn across the road."

Perdita: "C'mon, kids." Perdita leads the puppies and picks up Y/n with her mouth and walks towards the dairy barn.

Pongo: "It's not far. C'mon, this way. Follow the collie."

The freezing wind makes it hard for the puppies to walk ahead, but they steadily continue. The collie goes to the front door, opens it with his paw, and ushers the entire dalmatian clan inside the barn, where they are greeted by a row of dairy cows.

Duchess: "Just look, Queenie. Have you ever seen so many puppies or a tiny little one? "

Queenie: "Aren't they adorable!"

Princess: "Perfectly darling."

Duchess: "The poor, little dears. They're completely worn out and half frozen!" Pongo puts Lucky down by Perdita's feet as she places Y/n down whom was holding her growling stomach.

Perdita: "They all here, Pongo?"

Pongo: "Yes, dear. All accounted for."

Queenie: "The famous Pongos. We were so worried about you."

Collie: "Been trying to reach you for hours. Afraid you'd been captured."

Queenie: "How did you make it all this way? And in such dreadful weather?"

Princess: "And with all those little ones."

Rolly: "I'm hungry, Mother. I'm hungry."

Cadpig: "I'm hungry, too."

Freckles: "Mother, we're hungry."

All: (chattering) "We're all hungry."

Perdita: "I'm sorry, children." She said as Duchess whispers something into Princess' ear.

Duchess: "Do they like warm milk? It's fresh."

Perdita: "Oh."

Rolly: "Where, mother? Where is it?"

Freckles: "Where is the milk?"

Queenie: (tenderly) "Come and get it, kids. It's on the house."

Perdita: "This way, children. Around this way." Perdita leads the kids behind the dairy cows to let the kids feed on their mill. "Now, don't crowd. You'll have to take udders. Rolly tries pushing through his siblings to suck on one of the cows' udders. "Rolly, wait your turn, dear." Rolly gets on a stool to reach the udder but trips over.

Princess: "Don't worry, kids. There's plenty for all." She feels her udder being touched by one of the puppies. "Ooh! The little darlings."

While the puppies feed on the cows' milk, Pongo sits aside as the Collie brings him a discarded sandwich and Y/n a leftover bowl of freshly cooked shredded chicken.

Collie: "Pongo, a few scraps I saved for you and the missus as we'll the little one."

Pongo: "Oh, thank you."

Collie: "It's not much, but it might hold you as far as Dinsford."

Pongo: "Huh? Dinsford?"

Collie: "Yes, there's a Labrador there. His pet is a grocer."

Pongo: (yawning) "Oh, I... I'm terribly sorry."

Collie: "Oh, quite all right. Quite all right. Now, get some rest and don't worry. I'll be standing watch."

The Collie goes outside to keep an eye out for Cruella and the Baduns. Pongo lays down to rest.

Perdita: "I don't know what we'd have done if..."

Queenie: "Oh, we're very honoured to be of service."

Princess: "We're only sorry we can't do more." She said as Pongo and Perdita are now fast asleep cuddling against Y/n.

Duchess: "Anyone who would think of hurting these dear, little puppies or child..."

Queenie: "Shh! Duchess!" The puppies are now fast asleep with their parents, as a few of them try to make room for themselves.

Duchess: "They're so dear."

Princess: "I wish they could stay with us for always."

Queenie: "Princess, shh. Quiet, everyone. Let them sleep, the poor things. They're so exhausted, and they still have such a long way to go." The scene fades out on the cows and the puppies.

The next morning, the scene opens on another wooded area, where the storm has died down. Perdita leads the puppies down a hill, already on their last stretch for home. As they cross a country road, Cruella's car is heard honking in the distance. The camera switches right to Pongo noticing the sound. Recognizing that Cruella is closing in on them, he dashes through the snow and leaps over the fence to urge the last of the puppies to hurry.

Pongo: (urgently) "Hurry, kids. Hurry!"

As the last of the puppies cross the road, Pongo grabs a tree branch off a tree and sweeps away their paw prints, using the branch as a broom. He gets out of the way just in time, as Cruella's car drives over the hill. However, it stops, and Cruella backs up their car, having noticed their paw prints.

Cruella de Vil: (observant) "Well, now, what have we here?" She notices the trailing paw prints on the other side of the road. "Well..." (chuckles) "So, they thought they could outwit Cruella. Ha-ha-ha-ha!" She blares the horn. "Jasper! Horace!" Jasper and Horace pull up in their truck next to their boss' car. "Here's their tracks heading straight for the village!"

Jasper: (noticing the paw prints) "Blimey! Oh, it's them, all right."

Cruella de Vil: "Work your way south on the side roads. I'll take the main road. See you in Dinsford!" She speeds away for Dinsford on the main road in her car, recklessly knocking Horace and Jasper's truck on the side road. 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.

Labrador: "Pongo, I've got a ride home for you!"

Pongo: "A ride home? Perdy, did you hear that?"

Perdita: "For all of us?"

Lucky: "You mean we don't have to walk any more?"

Labrador: "If we can manage it. Cmon, we'd better hurry."

Perdita: "We've got a ride home! C'mon, children." She said as Pongo and Perdita lead the puppies and Y/n inside the blacksmith shop, as the Labrador brings the parents to the shop window to show a van outside in the village.

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." He said but just then, Cruella arrives in the village in her car.

Perdita: "Pongo, there's 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.

Pongo: "Yes... and Jasper and Horace."

Perdita: "Pongo, 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 and Y/n in the fireplace."

Y/n: "Ew." She whimpered sadly being all dirty and her face smudged with streaks of soot making her look like a begging child of sorts.

Patch: "Lucky pushed me first."

Lucky: "Did not."

Patch: "Did too."

Lucky: "Did not."

Patch: "Did too."

Lucky: "Did not!" He angrily sticks his tongue at Patch.

Perdita: "Please, children, don't quarrel."

Pongo looks at the kids and Y/n being covered in soot and then at the fireplace.

Pongo: "Say... Perdy, I've got an idea." He rolls around in a big pile of soot.

Perdita: (disgustedly) "Pongo, what on earth..." She asked as Pongo comes out of the pile, fully disguised as a labrador.

Pongo: "Look, I'm a Labrador!" The puppies look at him with curiosity. "We'll all roll in the soot! We'll all be Labradors!"

Labrador: (pleased) "Say, that is an idea!"

Pongo: "C'mon, kids! Roll in the soot!" He digs up more soot for his family.

Freckles: "You mean, you want us to get dirty?"

Penny: "Did you hear that, Freckles? Dad wants us to get dirty."

Freckles: "Mother, should we?"

Perdita: (dismayed) "Do as your father says."

Penny: "This'll be fun!"

Lucky: "I always wanted to get good and dirty." All the puppies laugh as they jump into the soot and roll around in it making Y/n giggle happily as they played together.

Pongo: (pleased) "That's the stuff! The blacker, the better!" He said as the puppies leave the soot pile, now in their soot disguises.

Lucky: "I'm ready."

Patch: "Me too!"

Freckles: "How's this, Dad?"

Pongo: (to the puppies) "Wait a minute. Now, that's enough. Not too many at a time." He sees Rolly half-covered in soot and running ahead. "Uh-oh. Rolly, hold on, son. You're only half done." Pongo stops Rolly by grabbing his tail with this teeth.

The labrador is the first to have the first group of puppies and Y/n to bring to the van.

Labrador: "And now, stay right with me, kids." They stop as they see one of Cruella's tires rolling in the snow.

Penny: (giggling) "We're gonna fool the ol' mad lady."

Then the labrador slowly brings the puppies and Y/n out into the open, while Horace and Jasper check each nook and cranny with their weapons in the village.

Perdita: (nervous) "Pongo, I'm so afraid."

As the labrador leads the puppies to the van, Horace sees their soot disguises.

Horace: (pointing out to the puppies for Jasper) "Look, Jasper: Do you suppose they disguised themselves?"

Jasper: (taking note of Horace's observation) "Say now, Horace. That's just what they did. Dogs is always paintin' themselves black!" He said then meanly conks him on the head. "You idiot!"

They reach the van, where the labrador loads each puppy with his teeth onto the tailgate. Pongo watches them from the window back at the blacksmith's shop.

Pongo: "Well, so far, so good. C'mon, Perdy. Better get on your make-up. I'll go ahead with the next bunch."

Pongo 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.

Cruella de Vil: (shouting inappropriately) "Jasper! Horace!" The two goons walk over to her car. "Well?"

Jasper: "Aw, now, be reasonable, miss."

Horace: "We're froze clean to our bones." He said as Pongo leads the next batch of puppies outside.

Jasper: "We've been out all night and all day and with nothin' to eat."

Cruella de Vil: "They're somewhere in this village, and we're going to find them!" She said as she shifts her car's gears. "Now, get going!" As she speeds off, Pongo and the labrador check to see if the coast is clear.

Pongo: "Do you think they've seen us?"

They then see the van's exhaust pipe rumbling and belching out smoke.

Labrador: "No, but we're running out of time."

While Pongo leaves to get the next group of puppies, a car mechanic is working on the van's engine.

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.

Pongo: (to Perdita) "Hurry, Perdy. The van's about to leave." He said Perdita brings the puppies over to the van and helps the labrador load them onto the tailgate along with Y/n, 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.

Pongo: "I'll get the rest." He leaves the grab the last bunch.

Car Mechanic: "Well, that ought to do 'er." He closes the truck hood. "At least, she'll get you back to London."

Labrador: "Better get aboard, miss." He said as 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.

Horace: "Hey, Jasper."

Horace 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: "C'mon, Horace."

Jasper and 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.

Pongo: (urgently) "Hurry, kids!" They are stopped by Cruella's car. "C'mon, kids. Run on ahead." He said as Cruella glares at them in suspicion.

Freckles: "She's watching us, Dad."

Pongo: "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.

Cruella de Vil: (superstitiously) "It can't be!" She glares in her side-view mirror.) It's impossible!" She questioned 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.

Labrador: (urgently) "Run for it!"

Cruella de Vil: "Jasper! Horace!" She impatiently blasts the car horn, while Jasper and Horace struggle to burst through the shed door. "JASPER!" They then accidentally knock it down right into her face, as it turns out she was parked right outside. "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 the 98th puppy to Perdita, 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 and the Baduns drive up in their vehicles, with Cruella quickly following the van and the Baduns taking an opposite road.

Perdita: "Pongo! There she is: Cruella!"

The puppies hide for cover as Cruella comes from behind the van and furiously rams against it to force it off the road. This angers the truck driver, though.

Truck Driver: (mad) "Hey, lady, what in thunder are you tryin' to do?!" He shouted as Cruella rudely ignores him as she sneaks behind the van. "Crazy woman driver!"

Cruella re-appears from the left and angrily 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, as she angrily 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 is now a psychopath on wheels, as her car resembles a hot rod now. Perdita sees the Baduns traveling down a mountain road.

Perdita: "Pongo, look!"

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.

Horace: "Jasper!"

Jasper: (cackling) "There ain't nothin' to it! I'll give him a nudge..." (cackling) "And shove him in the dirt! Ha-ha!"

Then, Cruella returns. As the puppies hide once again, rage appears in Cruella's eyes, and the parents gape in horror. Cruella rams her car against the van's rear-end bumper and swerves the van in both directions to destroy it. Both cars hit a barrier, forcing Perdita to catch Lucky, who blinks at the surrounding gorge in terror.

Pongo: "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.

Horace: (Accidentally snaps the steering wheel off.) "Jasper!"

Jasper: "Horace!"

Horace and Jasper's truck swerves out of control down the mountain and accidentally crashes into Cruella's car. A burst of yellow and blue appears, as both automobiles and drivers go flying into the air. The Dalmatians watch the crash ending as unfold as the van continues its journey to London. Both Cruella and Horace and Jasper's vehicles are now torn into pieces on the slope leading to the riverbank.

Cruella de Vil: (angrily with frustration) "You idiots! You, you fools! You imbeciles!" She starts sobbing hysterically.

Jasper: (calmly) "Ah, shut up!"

Both Horace and Jasper watch their boss go into a frustrating reaction, as Cruella continues slams her fist on a tire while she continues sobbing.

Meanwhile, Roger and Anita are sitting back home in London while trying to celebrate Christmas. Roger's "Cruella de Vil" song has become a hit on the radio, but Roger is feeling gloomy about it as he sits in his armchair.

Radio Singer: "♪ You've seen her kind of eyes, ♪ ♪ Watching you from underneath, ♪ ♪ A rock! ♪ ♪ Cruella De Vil, ♪♪ Cruella- ♪"

Roger shuts off the radio, while Anita decorates their Christmas tree.

Anita: (consoling him) "Roger, after all, that's your first big hit. It's made more money than we ever dreamed of."

Roger: "Yes, I know." He walks over to their family portrait of Pongo and Perdita with a newborn Y/n. "I still can't believe that Pongo and Perdy would run away."

Nanny: (unhappily) "Here's a bit of Christmas cheer for you, If there's anything to be cheerful about. Oh, those dear little things. Sometimes at night I can hear them barking or Y/n's little giggles, but it always turns out I'm dreaming."

Before Nanny goes into the kitchen to weep, she hears barking sounds. Nanny rushes to the front door and sees the Dalmatians happily galloping inside, still in their soot disguises. Pongo lovingly tackles Roger to the floor alongside Y/n hugging her father.

Anita: (shocked) "Roger, what on earth?!"

Roger: "They're Labradors and look they brought Y/n home as well!"

Perdita tackles Anita against the window seat, as Nanny, having paw prints coated in soot on her apron, realizes the truth.

Nanny: "Oh, no! They're covered with soot." She sees Lucky in his true fur and lovingly picks him up. "Look, here's Lucky!"

Roger wipes off Pongo's face and sees his true fur.

Roger: "Pongo, boy, is that you?" Pongo dances with his pet. "Oh, Pongo, Pongo! Ho-ho! It's Pongo!"

Anita wipes off Perdita's face with her apron and sees her true fur as well.

Anita: "And Perdy, my darling!" She snuggles with Perdita while Nanny wipes off the rest of the puppies, uncovering their true fur.

Nanny: "And Patch, and Rolly, and Penny, and Freckles! They're all here, the little dears!"

Roger: "It's a miracle!"

Anita: " Oh, Roger, what a wonderful Christmas present!"

Nanny: "And, look! There's a whole lot more!"

Roger: "Look, Anita, puppies everywhere!"

Anita: "There must be a hundred of them!"

Nanny: (dusting off the puppies) "One, two, three and four is seven. Eight, nine, 10, ho-ho!"

Roger: (counting) "Two, four, six, and three is nine, plus two is 11."

Nanny: "36 over here!"

Roger: "36 and 11?! That's 47!"

Anita: "14, 18, Roger."

Roger: "That's 65!" He said as Nanny dusts a few more of the puppies at the fireplace.

Nanny: "10, 11, 12, 13!"

Anita: "Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Six more."

Roger: "Let's see now. That's 84, and 15 plus two... 101!"

Anita: (shocked) "101?" She almost sits on the couch but stands back up as the puppies make way for her. "Where did they come from?"

Roger: "Oh, Pongo, you old rascal!" He rubs Pongo's head.

Anita: "What'll we do with them?"

Roger: "We'll keep' em."

Anita: "In this little house?"

Y/n: "Please, Mummy, Daddy.~" She begged while holding some of the new puppies with puppy dog eyes making Roger smile at her then decided.

Roger: "We'll buy a big place in the country!" Pongo, Perdita, and the puppies bark with happiness, concurring with Roger as Perdita looks on. "We'll have a plantation; a Dalmatian plantation!" He said as Anita hugs Roger.

Anita: "Oh, Rog, that's truly an inspiration." She said as Nanny dusts off the last of the puppies.

Nanny: "It'll be a sensation!"

Roger: "We'll have a Dalmatian plantation." Roger sits at the piano and placed Y/n beside him and hits a few keys making his daughter giggle. "A Dalmatian plantation, I say." He said as he tapped Y/n's nose then plays and sings his new song. "♪ We'll have a Dalmatian Plantation, ♪ ♪ Where our population can roam. ♪" He sang out

Rolly: "I'm hungry, mother."

Roger: "♪ If this new location, ♪ ♪ Our whole aggregation, ♪♪ Will love our plantation home. ♪"

Pongo and Perdita howl along as the chorus, followed by the puppies, as Nancy dances around, shaking her feather duster while Y/n wiggles off the seat and danced with Nanny as Lucky and Patch followed her lead.

All: "♪ Dalmatian Plantation home! ♪" As the celebration continues inside Roger and Anita's flat, the camera cuts outside and zooms out to focus on the skyline of London, as all the other dogs howl to celebrate the Dalmatians' return and their pets turn on their lights across the city.

THE END FOR NOW?

(May do a Descendants trilogy remake here, for Carlos? Yes or No?)