101忠狗 One Hundred and One Dalmatians(1961)【完整台词】

seven to go. Inspector?

[Inspector] Very confusing,

I must say.

- Surely, this crime could...

- [Buzzer rings]

I'm terribly sorry.

We've run out of time.

[Jasper] Ain't that always the way!

Would it be possible for Mr. Fauncewater

to come back next week?

Then we could finish our little game.

Goodnight, audience. See you

next week at this same time

on "What's My Crime?"

Ah, oh well.

C'mon, Horace. Let's get on with it.

I'll pop 'em on the head,

you do the skinnin'.

No you don't, Jasper!

I'll pop 'em off

and you do the skinnin'.

Horace, look!

They're gone. They flew the coop,

right out through this hole.

Here, grab a torch.

We'll run 'em down before

you can say "Bob's your uncle."

[Whimpering]

[Jasper] There they go, Horace,

up the stairs.

[Whistling]

Here puppies.

[Whistling]

Here, puppies! C'mon now.

Don't go hiding from ol' Uncle Jasper.

[Chuckling]

Oh, I ain't gonna hurt ya.

I thought we was gonna pop 'em of.

Shh. Shut up.

Take a squint in there. I'll

check these other two rooms.

[Whistling] Here, puppies.

Puppies, come on out.

Come out wherever you are.

[Screeching]

- Horace! Ooh!

- [Yipping]

It's that mangy tabby cat!

He's the ringleader!

Head 'em off, Horace! Head 'em...

[crashing]

You bungling blockhead!

Back here! Back here!

Shh. Here they come.

Double-crossin' little twerps,

puling a snitch on us!

After we took care of 'em.

There's gratitude for you.

It ain't fair, Jasper.

[Yelping]

Horace, there they go!

Sergeant? I say, Sergeant.

No time to explain. Busy, sir.

Shut that door, Horace!

We'll close in on 'em. Enough

of this "Ring Around the Rosy."

Oh, Pongo, I'm afraid we're lost.

It can't be far. [barking]

By Jove! It can't be the Pongos.

[Barking]

[Sputtering, then howls]

It's the Colonel. This way.

[Colonel continues barking]

Colonel? Are you the Colonel?

Oh, Pingo! [stammering] Pongo?

Our puppies, are they all right?

No time to explain. There's trouble.

A big hullabaloo. Come along!

Follow me!

[Jasper chuckles] Now we've got 'em,

Horace. They've run out of room.

What have we got here?

A couple of spotted hyenas?

C'mon, Horace. Give 'em what for.

I'm right behind ya, lad.

[Grunts] Oh!

You clumsy clod!

Hey! I'll knock the spots

off you. Let go!

Let go!

[Barking]

[Grunts]

Well, by George!

[Yelps]

You mangy mongrel!

I'll knock your blinkin' block off.

[Shouts]

Blast 'em, Tibs. Give 'em what for.

No, Colonel. Retreat, retreat!

Yes. Yes, of course. Retreat!

Retreat, on the double!

Help, Jasper! Get me out of here!

Horace, they're fighting dirty!

[Gasping]

Oh, oh, ohhh!

Jasper!

Horace!

[Groaning]

C'mon, Perdy. Let's go.

I'll skin every one

of them spotted hyenas

if it's the last thing I do.

[Puppy] Dad! Mother!

- I missed you, Mommy.

- Here we are, Mommy.

Oh, my darlings... my darlings!

How'd you find us, Dad?

[Chuckling] Lucky, Patch, Pepper!

Hi, Freckles.

[Puppy] Oh, Daddy.

And Roly, you rascal!

Did you bring me anything to eat?

Everybody here? All 15?

Twice that many, Dad.

Now there's 99 of us!

What? Nine... 99?

Where did they all come from?

[Perdy] What would she want

with so many?

She's gonna make coats out of us.

- She couldn't!

- That's right, dog-skin coats.

Oh, dog-skin coats! Come now, Tibs!

But... But it's true, sir.

Horace and Jasper were gonna

pop us of and... skin us!

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

We have to get back to London somehow.

What about the others?

What'll they do?

Perdy, we'll take them

home with us... all of them.

Our pets would never turn them out.

Colonel, sir, lights on the road.

It's a truck headin' this way.

[Tibs] It's the baduns,

Horace and Jasper.

They're following our tracks.

We've got 'em outnumbered, Tibs.

When I give the signal,

we'll attack.

Colonel, Sir, I'm afraid

that would be disastrous.

[Clears throat] Oh, you think so?

He's right. We'd better run for it.

Out the back way, across the pasture.

Thank you sergeant, Colonel, Captain.

- Bless you all.

- How can we ever repay you?

[Clears throat] Nothing at all.

All in the line of duty.

That's right, sir, routine.

Better be of. Here they come.

C'mon, kids, hurry.

- Good luck, Pongos.

- [Colonel] And never fear.

We'll hold them off

'til the bitter end.

[Neighing]

Now, what's this?

Out of my way, you barkin' haystack.

Or I'll knock your blinkin' block of!

[Barking and growling]

They ain't in here, Jasper.

[Jasper] They're hiding in the hay.

Give me a match. We'll burn 'em out.

[Whispering] Ready, Captain. Aim.

Fire one.

[Crash]

Fire two.