Joely Richardson credited as playing...
Anita
- Cruella De Vil: Be sure to let me know when the blessed event occurs.
- Anita: [thinking that Cruella is talking about the baby] It won't be for another 8 months.
- Cruella De Vil: The puppies, darling. I have no use for babies.
- Anita: [after believing Roger is taking Perdy, holding up her purse] Now, release my dog, or I'll hit you again!
- Roger: Your dog?
- Anita: Yes. That is my dog, will you let her go?
- Roger: Excuse me.
- [lifts Perdy's leg as Pongo hides his head, turns back to Anita]
- Roger: He's a she.
- Anita: [nods] Mm-hmm.
- Roger: [Pongo appears from behind Anita; miserably] Hello, Pongo.
- [Pongo whines]
- [first lines]
- Television News Reporter: [on TV] We're all familiar with the illegal poaching of endangered animals in the wild, but never before has an animal in captivity been slaughtered for its pelt. Animal protection groups that monitor the international trade in game contraband have further told us that a white Siberian tiger is so rare that the offer of a pelt would surely draw the attention of law enforcement agencies.
- [Perdy whimpers]
- Television News Reporter: Shortly before dawn this morning security staff at London Zoo discovered the excoriated carcass of its prized three-year-old female Siberian tiger, Sue Ling.
- [Perdy growls]
- Television News Reporter: Police sources have suggested that the killing was contracted by a private collector.
- Anita: Oh, isn't that horrible? Who'd do a thing like that?
- Television News Reporter: lf the battle to preserve endangered species has moved into the urban zoological park, we must ask ourselves if any animal in the world is safe. This is Tim Ryan, reporting from London Zoo.
- Anita: Why are you all wet?
- Roger: [Little guilty] I went swimming in the pond.
- Anita: Oh, you should've had. The water's filthy.
- Roger: Yeah, and it tastes like fish.
- Anita: And you've lost a shoe, did you know that?
- Roger: Yes, I did. As a matter of fact I did. I noticed it running down the gravel path.
- Anita: I'm so sorry, I mean, you know I thought if you were silly enough to go swimming in a dirty pond you'd be silly enough to not realize that you've lost a shoe.
- Roger: Actually I crashed my bicycle in the pond. The only part of my body that wasn't injured was my head. But now, thanks to you, I got the complete set of bodily injuries. Well, it was nice being assaulted by you miss...
- Anita: [She and Roger shake hands] My name's Anita, and yours is Roger. I read it on your dog's identification.
- Roger: Oh, well, nice meeting you. I-- I hope I didn't alarm you.
- Roger: Did Anita tell you the news?
- Cruella De Vil: [smiles]
- Roger: She's going to have a baby.
- Cruella De Vil: [frowns with a disgusted look] Is this true?
- Anita: Yes.
- Cruella De Vil: Oh you poor thing. I'm so sorry.
- Anita: We're very excited about it Cruella.
- Cruella De Vil: You can't be serious.
- Roger: She is.
- Cruella De Vil: Well what can I say? Accidents will happen.
- Roger: Oh, thank you, officer! How can we ever repay you?
- Police Officer: Well, your dogs were the only ones with identification tags. We have no idea which puppy goes where. Our records indicate that so far nobody has called to claim the other puppies. Now, they need a home, or-- well, they go to the pound.
- [Anita gasps and Pongo and Perdita bark Roger looks at her]
- Anita: Oh, no. No. No, no, no, no. Uh-- Uh-- Roger, we can't -- we don't have room.
- Roger: Well, we'll get a bigger place.
- Nanny: We have 17 as it is. What's a few more?
- Roger: We'll work something out.
- Anita: [to Perdita] Oh. You'll have dozens of children, you know. Well, I won't have them chewing up the carpets, barking until all hours of the night. All right. Everyone inside before we all get cold.
- Police Officer: Unload the puppies.
- [All the puppies go inside the house]
- Roger: I can barely believe it. Our baby is a year old. We have a new house, a new life...
- Anita: And we have each other.
- Roger: We have Nanny.
- Nanny: And I have the three of you.
- Roger: We have two wonderful dogs.
- Anita: And they have their children.
- Nanny: And their stepchildren.
- Anita: And they have their children.
- Roger: And their stepchildren have children.
- Anita: And their children have children.
- Nanny: And speaking of children...
- Anita: Roger, darling, I've got the most wonderful news.
- [they enter Cruella's office]
- Cruella De Vil: Now, darling, tell me more about these spots. I did leopard spots in the '80s.
- Anita: Well, Dalmatian spots are a little different, aren't they?
- Cruella De Vil: Cozy.
- Anita: Cuddly.
- Cruella De Vil: Classic.
- Anita: Less trashy.
- Cruella De Vil: Exactly! Do you like spots, Frederick?
- Frederick: Oh, I don't believe so, Madame. I thought we liked stripes this year.
- Cruella De Vil: What kind of sycophant are you?
- Frederick: Um, what kind of sycophant would you like me to be?
- Cruella De Vil: Frederick... I'm beginning to see spots. What would it cost us to start again on next year's line?
- Frederick: Millions.
- Cruella De Vil: Can we afford it?
- Frederick: Well, yes...
- Cruella De Vil: Pay it, darling. Now go away. I have to talk to Anita.
- [He walks out]
- Cruella De Vil: Alonzo? Did you ask Anita if she'd like something to drink?
- Anita: Oh, I-I-- I'm fine, thank you.
- [Alonzo leaves]
- Cruella De Vil: Sit down, please. How long have you been working for me?
- Anita: Uh, two years last August.
- Cruella De Vil: And you've done wonderful work in that time.
- Anita: Thank you.
- Cruella De Vil: I don't see you socially, do I?
- Anita: No.
- Cruella De Vil: And you're not very well-known, despite your obvious talent.
- Anita: Well, notoriety doesn't mean very much to me.
- Cruella De Vil: Your work is fresh and clean, unfettered, unpretentious. It sells. And one of these days... My competitors are going to suss out who you are... And they're going to try to steal you away.
- Anita: Oh, no. If I left, it wouldn't be for another job.
- Cruella De Vil: Oh, really? What would it be for?
- Anita: Well, I don't know. Um, if I met someone, if working here didn't fit in with our plans.
- Cruella De Vil: Marriage.
- Anita: Perhaps.
- Cruella De Vil: More good women have been lost to marriage... than to war, famine, disease and disaster. You have talent, darling. Don't squander it.
- Anita: Well, I don't think that it's something we have to worry about. I don't have any prospects.
- Cruella De Vil: Thank God.
- Anita: Well, I should be getting back to work.
- Cruella De Vil: Yes, please do. Alonzo. The drawing.
- [Alonzo is confused]
- Cruella De Vil: Take the drawing from Anita and hand it to me! Is that difficult?
- [Alonzo hands her the picture]
- Cruella De Vil: Thank you. Now go. Stand somewhere till I need you.
- [Alonzo walks off]
- Cruella De Vil: I look wonderful in spots. However, I would like to make one small change.
- Anita: We could do this in linen.
- Cruella De Vil: It would be stunning in fur.
- Anita: But you'll be wearing it to the Chesterton Trials. That's in April. Fur would be inappropriate.
- Cruella De Vil: But it's my only true love, darling. I live for fur. I worship fur. After all, is there a woman in all this wretched world who doesn't?
- [to Alonzo]
- Cruella De Vil: Give it to Anita.
- [she appears behind Anita who's working on a sketch]
- Cruella De Vil: Anita, darling.
- [Anita takes off her glasses]
- Anita: Good morning, Cruella.
- [She tries to cover up the sketch but Cruella pulls it out then notices a picture of Anita's dog]
- Cruella De Vil: What a charming dog.
- Anita: Thank you.
- Cruella De Vil: Spots?
- Anita: Yes, she's Dalmatian.
- Cruella De Vil: Inspiration?
- Anita: Yes.
- Cruella De Vil: Long hair or short?
- Anita: Short.
- Cruella De Vil: Coarse or fine?
- Anita: I'm afraid it is a little coarse.
- Cruella De Vil: Pity!
- Anita: But it was very fine when she was a puppy.
- Cruella De Vil: Redemption! We need to have a little girl talk. Come to my office. Bring the drawing.
- [Cruella has redesigned Anita's drawing which includes a cape with spots on it]
- Anita: Oh.
- Cruella De Vil: It is rather amusing, isn't it?
- Anita: What is?
- Cruella De Vil: Well, if we make this coat... it would be as if I were wearing your dog.
- [She laughs maniacally]
- [Cruella is in their home]
- Anita: Cruella!
- Cruella De Vil: Anita, darling!
- [Both Pongo and Perdita growl at her]
- Cruella De Vil: Oh, Anita. Those dazzling dogs! And you must be Rufus.
- Roger: No, it's--it's Roger. And it's a pleasure, Miss De Vil.
- [He extends his hand]
- Cruella De Vil: What's a pleasure?
- Roger: Uh, making your acquaintance.
- Cruella De Vil: Such a sweet thought. I wish I could reciprocate. Tell me, darling, you married him for his dog.
- [laughs]
- Cruella De Vil: Oh, darling, I've missed you so. I hate that you've taken leave.
- Anita: But I'm still working. Um, you've been getting my sketches?
- Cruella De Vil: Well, it's not the same thing. I miss the interaction... And what is it that you do... that allows you to support Anita in such... splendor?
- Roger: I design video games.
- Cruella De Vil: Video games?
- Roger: Mm-hmm.
- Cruella De Vil: Is he having me on?
- Anita: Oh, no, he's very good at it. Um, and it's a growing business.
- Cruella De Vil: Those horrible noisy things that children play with on their televisions? Someone designs them? What a senseless thing to do with your life.
- Roger: Oh, did Anita tell you the news? She's going to have a baby.
- Cruella De Vil: Is this true?
- Anita: Yes.
- Cruella De Vil: Oh, you poor thing! I'm so sorry.
- Anita: We're very excited about it, Cruella.
- Cruella De Vil: You can't be serious.
- Roger: She is!
- Cruella De Vil: Well, what can I say? Accidents will happen.
- Roger: We're having puppies, too!
- Cruella De Vil: Puppies! You have been a busy boy. Well, I must say, that's somewhat better news. I adore puppies! I'll expect a decline in your work product.
- Anita: Oh, I shouldn't think so.
- Cruella De Vil: Be sure to let me know when the blessed event occurs.
- Anita: Oh, well, it won't be for another eight months.
- Cruella De Vil: The puppies, darling.
- [Pongo and Perdita growl at her]
- Cruella De Vil: Ooh. I've no use for babies. Cheerio! Cheerio, darling!
- [She leaves]
- [Cruella arrives at the house]
- Cruella De Vil: Anita? Anita. There you are! Where are the puppies? They should have arrived by now.
- [Both Pongo and Perdita growl at her]
- Cruella De Vil: How marvelous. How marvelous! How perfect--
- [gets a good look at the puppies]
- Cruella De Vil: Oh, the devil take it! They're mongrels! No spots! No spots at all! What horrible little white rats!
- Anita: Oh, but their spots don't come 'til later.
- Cruella De Vil: You're sure?
- Anita: Yes.
- Cruella De Vil: All right, put them in a bag. I'll take them with me now.
- Roger: What? They were just born!
- Cruella De Vil: I can see that!
- Anita: But, Cruella, the puppies have to be with their mother for several weeks. They're not ready to leave.
- Cruella De Vil: Fine, put the little brutes on reserve for me. How much would you like?
- Roger: They're not for sale.
- Cruella De Vil: Oh? You've come into some money, have you? Did you design some silly game... that will drive the delinquent kiddies into frenzies of video delight?
- Roger: As a matter of fact, I have...
- Anita: No, no, what Roger means to say... is-is that we're not sure we're going to sell the puppies.
- Cruella De Vil: Anita, don't be ridiculous! You can't possibly afford to keep them. I'll pay you twice what they're worth. Come now. I'm being more than generous.
- [Write a check]
- Cruella De Vil: $500!
- Anita: Oh!
- Cruella De Vil: $7,500! Fair? $2 per spot.
- Anita: But, Cruella, what would you do with 15 puppies?
- Roger: But that's irrelevant, Anita. She can't have any because they're not for sale!
- Cruella De Vil: I'm getting very tired of you, Roland!
- Roger: Roger!
- Cruella De Vil: Whatever.
- [Tries to hand them the check]
- Cruella De Vil: Take it. Take it.
- [yelling]
- Cruella De Vil: TAKE IT!
- Anita: Cruella... the puppies are not for sale.
- Cruella De Vil: You're quite... sure?
- Roger, Anita: Yes.
- Cruella De Vil: All right, keep the little beasts. Do what you like with them. Drown them, for all I care! You're a fool, Anita. I've no use for fools.
- [rips up the check]
- Cruella De Vil: You're fired! You're finished! You'll never work in fashion again! I'm through with all of you! I'll get even! Just wait! You'll be sorry, you fools! You idiot!
- [She storms out of the house]