“101 Dalmatians” quotes(1996)
Plot – Rudy is a creator of videogames, while Anita is a Cruella de Vil company's employee and they meet in a London park. They crash actually due to the impetuousness of their Dalmatian dogs, Pongo and Peggy. Rudy and Anita then get married and move to a new house where shortly after Peggy gives birth to a litter. Cruella, who's a great fur lover, rushes to Anita's to buy the little dogs, but Anita opposes and Cruella orders two petty thieves to steal them when they're at home alone with the maid. The dogs are brought in a building outside London, where there's a large number of disappeared Dalmatian too. The hunt for the precious booty begins, while the dogs manage to undermine the hapless henchmen. Cruella arrives and she's involved in the beasts' traps. The police puts order and finally the Dalmatian are freed but many of them are without owners. After some hesitation, Rudy and Anita decide to keep all the dogs, which together reach a good number of 101.
All actors – Glenn Close, Jeff Daniels, Joely Richardson, Joan Plowright, Hugh Laurie, Mark Williams, John Shrapnel, Tim McInnerny, Hugh Fraser, Zohren Weiss, Mark Haddigan, Michael Percivalshow all
“101 Dalmatians” Quotes 12 quotes
“Darling, red isn't your color. Give me the hat. Give me the hat, or you will become a hat.”
“Fools aren't born, Pongo; pretty girls make them in their spare time.”
“- Nanny: And speaking of children...
- Anita: Roger, darling, l've got the most wonderful news.”
“My faith in your limited intelligence is momentarily restored.”
“We lose more women to marriage than war, famine, and disease.”
“I love the smell of near extinction!”
“- Cruella De Vil: Be sure to let me know when the blessed event occurs.
- Anita: It won't be for another 8 months.
- Cruella De Vil: The puppies, darling. I have no use for babies.”
“I live for fur, I worship fur. After all, is there a woman in all this wretched world who doesn't?”
“- Frederick: I thought we liked stripes this year.
- Cruella De Vil: What kind of sycophant are you?
- Frederick: What kind of sycophant would you like me to be?”
“I'm not beaten yet. You've won the battle, but I'm about to win the wardrobe. My spotty puppy coat is in plain sight and leaving tracks. In a moment I'll have what I came for, while all of you will end up as sausage meat, alone on some sad, plastic plate. Dead and meaty and red. No friends, no family, no pulse. Just slapped between two buns,...” (continue)(continue reading)