Kairi is looking for Sora after he disappeared at the end of Kingdom Hearts 3 and Kairi have to go to the Sleeping Worlds to find Sora.
I don't own 101 Dalmatians and I don't own Kingdom Hearts
Kairi: I must find Sora even I'll search in each and every world.
(Kairi uses the Gummi Ship to find Sora and see the London based world called Twilight Bark.)
Kairi: I think this memory orb sense the information I need.
(The memory orb activated with a dark ruby light ups and shows married couple name Roger and Anita rub noses and share a good laugh. As their dogs Pongo and Perdita rest their heads on the windowsill, they hear a car coming.)
Perdita: (scared) Oh, Pongo… it's her. It's that devil woman.
(The car, a red-colored Alvis Speed 20 SD Standard Coupe-like model with headlights and bumpers that resemble a scowling face, rockets down the street, blaring its horn, and scares a flock of pigeons while turning a sharp left. Perdita runs away to hide, but Pongo sits there, boldly. The car comes to a sharp, complete stop by their flat.)
Roger: Oh, must be Cruella, your dearly devoted old schoolmate. Cruella De Vil. (gets an idea) That's it! (starts singing)
Cruella De Vil,
Cruella De Vil,
If she doesn't scare you,
No evil thing will...
Anita: Oh, Roger.
Roger: To see her is to,
Take a sudden... chill!
Anita: Ohh!
Roger: Cruella, Cruella...
She's like a spider waiting,
For the kill...
(The silhouette of Cruella walks up to the front door and rings a doorbell.)
Anita: Roger, she'll hear you!
Roger: Look out for Cruella De Vil!
(Roger slips back in his study and plays an instrumental version of the opening lyrics on the piano loudly.)
Anita: Let her in, Nanny.
(Cruella bursts through the front door on cue, bumping Nanny against the door without knowing it.)
Cruella De Vil: (loudly) Anita, darling! (She arrives in the living room.)
Anita: How are you?
Cruella De Vil: (sarcastically) Miserable as usual. Perfectly wretched! (Pongo backs away from her, as Cruella's cigarette smoke fouls up the living room, forcing Anita to plug her nose and ruining Pongo's vision.) Where are they? Where are they? For heaven sakes, where are they?
Anita: Who, Cruella?
Cruella De Vil: The puppies! The puppies. (Roger blares the melody on his trumpet, loudly.) No time for games. Where are the little brutes? (Pongo angrily watches her from behind the loveseat.)
Anita: It'll be at least three weeks. No rushing these things.
Cruella De Vil: Anita, you're such a wit. Here, dog, here. Here, dog. (Pongo, having backed into a corner, snarls angrily at her.)
Anita: Cruella, isn't that a new fur coat?
(Pongo retreats by hiding behind the couch.)
Cruella De Vil: My only true love, darling. I live for furs. I worship furs! Is there a woman in this wretched world who doesn't?
(Roger finishes the melody as he plays it loudly on a trombone, amusing Pongo.)
Anita: Oh, I'd like a nice fur, but there are many other things…
Cruella De Vil: Sweet, simple Anita. I know, I know! This horrid little house is your dream castle... (She walks over to the coffee table and rudely sticks her cigarette in one of the cupcakes, ruining the frosting.) And poor Roger is your bold and fearless Sir Galahad! (bursts out laughing)
Anita: Oh, Cruella...
Cruella De Vil: Then, of course, you have your little spotted friends. (She breathes some cigarette smoke that encircles a portrait of Pongo and Perdita.) Oh, yes, I must say, such perfectly beautiful coats.
Anita: Won't you have some tea?
Cruella De Vil: I've got to run, darling. Let me know when the puppies arrive. (Pongo watches her leave from behind the couch.) You will, won't you, dear?
Anita: Yes, Cruella.
Cruella De Vil: Don't forget, it's a promise. See you in three weeks. Cheerio, darling. (She shuts the door behind her and leaves for home.)
Kairi: That lady Cruella De Vill is obnoxious and prideful. I wonder what's next.
(Another memory shows a lightning bolt strikes, scaring Pongo, Roger, Anita, Nanny the wonderful cook and housekeeper, and the white new born puppy named Lucky, and also allowing Cruella to drop in, unexpectedly!)
Cruella De Vil: 15! 15 puppies! How marvelous. How marvellous, how perfectly… ugh! (She looks at the white dalmatian puppy with repulsion.) The devil take it. They're mongrels; no spots! No spots at all! What a horrid, little white rat!
Nanny: (Indignant) They're not mongrels! They'll get their spots! Just wait and see!
Anita: (Assuringly) That's right, Cruella. They'll have their spots in a few weeks.
Cruella De Vil: (Uncaring about not having spots now) Oh, well, in that case I'll take them all. The whole litter. Just name your price, dear.
Anita: I'm afraid we can't give them up. Poor Perdita, she'd be heartbroken.
Cruella De Vil: Anita, don't be ridiculous. You can't afford to keep them. You can scarcely feed yourselves.
Anita: I'm sure we'll get along.
Cruella De Vil: Yes, I know. I know! Roger's… Roger's songs! (She breaks into another laugh riot, as Roger and Pongo glare at her.) Enough of this nonsense. I'll pay you twice what they're worth. Come now, I'm being more than generous. (Her pen isn't functioning right.) Blast this pen. Blast this wretched, wretched pen! (Her pen leaks ink spots on Roger and Pongo.) When can the puppies leave their mother? Two weeks? Three weeks?
Roger: (Firm) Never.
Cruella De Vil: (Facing Roger) What?
Roger: We're not selling the puppies. Not a single one. Do you understand?
Cruella De Vil: Anita, is he serious? I really don't know Roger.
Anita: Well, Cruella, he seems-
Cruella De Vil: Surely, he must be joking!
Roger: No, no, no, I mean it. You're not getting one. Not one. And that's final. (Pongo nods with him in agreement.)
Cruella De Vil: (enraged) Why, you horrid man! You… you… All right. (She rips up the check.) Keep the little beasts for all I care. Do as you like with them. Drown them! (She scowls at Anita.) But, I warn you, Anita, we're through. I'm through with all of you! I'll get even. Just wait. You'll be sorry, you fools! You… (shouts inappropriately) YOU IDIOTS!
(She leaves and slams the door behind them with the door window shattering. Thunder continues to roar as Pongo barks at her, angrily.)
Kairi: Does Cruella have to throw a fit about not having her way? Does she thinks she's going way too far? I bet she has the power to control the Heartless in order to get what she wants.
(Kairi approaching Cruella's home called De Vil Manor)
Kair: Here's the De Vil Mansion and I see Heartless here, too
(While Kairi fights the Heartless outside the manor, and inside the manor is Cruella angrily paces in the living room, while Horace and Jasper watch their favorite game show on TV called What's My Crime.)
Quizmaster: I'm sorry, Mr. Simpkins. The answer is no. No, no, no, no. Six down, four to go.
(Kairi defeat the Heartless and ran inside the manor using the power of the invisibility)
Kairi: I'm inside De Vil Manor and no one can see me. I got to listen what Cruella was planning.
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 turns off the TV and turns to face her goons.)
Cruella De Vil: Do you understand? Tonight!
(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.
Kairi: (Shocked) What!? Skin the dog for a fur coat!? That's animal cruelty!!!! I won't let that happen. I just hope I can bring her to justice when I have the chance.
Sergeant Tibbs: (shocked whispering) Coats! Dog-skin coats?
Cruella De Vil: (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 to eat it) 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 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 cower in fear as Cruella screams at her henchmen.)
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 and aggressive Cruella rudely and violently snatches Jasper's wine bottle and throws it in the fireplace where it explodes and put out the fire. Horace leaps into his brother's arms, and the fearful puppies take cover from Cruella's fiery wrath. Cruella violently and aggressively slaps her two henchmen in their faces with her hand.)
Cruella De Vil: (furiously and spitefully) 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 screams at them to tell them to do their jobs.) DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!
(She angrily and violently 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.
(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.)
Kairi: I see a cat trying to rescue 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!
Kairi: I know you guys are trying to get out as fast as you all can.
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 droops. 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: (continue to ask a question) 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 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?
Kairi: I have to save these poor puppies and fast while I help the cat rescue them.
(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.
Kairi: Good thing I'm still invisible.
Jasper: (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, Horace! 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.
(Horace and Jasper come down the stairs.)
Jasper: (Grousing and feeling betrayed) Double-crossin' little twerps, pullin 'a snitch on us, and after we took care of 'em all this time. There's gratitude for you."
(Rolly gallops down the stairs.)
Horace: It ain't fair, Jasper.
Kairi: Here's what's not fair I should point to you two, you talked down to them and and you even cared and thought about money. I was right about the darkness has feed off greed, vanity, pride, and even wrath.
(The Heartless are guarding the front doors of De Vil Manor and Kairi have to use Thunder and Lightning to defeat them.)
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 and in a rush) 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".
Kairi: Okay, that's going to far! I'm started to fight them right now!
Jasper: (Cackling wickedly and evilly) Ah, ha-ha-ha! Now, we've got 'em, Horace. They've run out of room!
Kairi: (Turning of the power of invisibility and using her Keyblade as she is getting ready to fight two men) Not if I can stop you morons, of course, I won't let you hurt the puppies, and if your boss thinks she has the right to get away with the crime she just committed, she is sadly and sorely mistaken!
Jasper: Who are you, miss? Where did you come from? And don't any warmer clothes? Like that matters. (The puppies' parents smash the window inside to get in.) Hey, what have we got here? A couple of spotted hyenas? (Pongo and Perdita stand ready to attack and fight.) C'mon, Horace, old pal. (Pongo 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 accidentally hits Jasper in the head.) Oof! Oh, you clumsy clod! (Jasper kicks him for that.)
(Colonel watches the action from a window.)
Horace: Hey, Jasper! I'll knock the spots off you! Let go! Let go!
(Perdita bites Horace's pant leg. Jasper swings a chair and Pongo jumps on him.)
Colonel: (in surprise) Well, by George!
(A puppy barks. Jasper scowls and the puppy scampers off. Jasper kicks Pongo against the wall.)
Jasper: You mangy mongrel! (Pongo shakes his head dizzily.) I'll knock your blinking block off! (He dodges the attack and bites Jasper's rear end.) YEOW!!
(The Colonel looks through a hole in the door.)
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!
(The puppies follow Tibbs and the Colonel to the front door. Perdita attacks Horace.)
Horace: Help, Jasper, Jasper! Get me outta here!
Jasper: Hey, Horace, they're fighting dirty!
(Pongo tears Jasper's suspenders. Jasper's pants fall to his ankles.)
Horace: Oh, oh, oh! (Perdita pulls a rug from under Horace, who falls in 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!
(With his pants on fire, Horace knocks Jasper against a wall. It cracks and the ceiling collapses on them.)
Pongo: C'mon, Perdy. Let's go.
(The two dogs follow the paw prints in the snow. Jasper and Horace go outside.)
Jasper: (Angrily and vengefully) I'll skin every one of them little spotted hyenas if it's the last thing I do! The Heartless might even have to help us.
Kairi: No, you won't! And neither will Horace! I hope you like the heat because I think it should be hot enough for you.
(Kairi use fire magic on Jasper and Horace who are screaming in pain far worse than before while Kairi catching up to Pongo and Perdita.)
Kairi: That should keep them busy for a while. Now I have to go to the Dalmatians.
(At the same time, Pongo, Perdita and Kairi run inside the barn, where the parents reunite with their fifteen puppies as Kairi watches from the barn door.)
Patch: Dad! Mother!
Freckles: I missed you, Mummy.
Penny: Here we are, Mummy.
Perdita: (Relieved that her children are saved and sound) 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.)
Dipstick: Oh, Daddy!
Pongo: And Rolly, you little rascal!
Rolly: Did you bring me anything to eat?
Kairi: I sure love this reunion. I would like to have a reunion with Sora once I bring him back.
Pongo: Thank you, miss, for your help saving our children.
Kairi: You're welcome. I haven't introduce myself earlier. My name is Kairi.
Pongo: The pleasure is mine, Kairi and My name is Pongo and my mate is Perdita. Now, everybody here? All 15?
Patch: Twice that many, Dad. Now there's 99 of us!
Pongo: (Stunned and confused) What? 99…? (He sees the 84 extra dalmatian puppies sitting on the hay bales.) Where did they all come from?
Perdita: (stunned and confused as well) What on earth would she want with so many?
Dalmatian Puppy 4: She's gonna make coats out of us.
Perdita: She couldn't!
Kairi: Oh, yes she could. I witnessed she order her henchmen to do it.
Sergeant Tibbs: (Serious and truthfully) That's right: Dog-skin coats.
Colonel: (Doubtful to Tibbs' words) Oh, dog-skin coats! Oh, come now, Tibbs!
Sergeant Tibbs: (Truthfully) But it's true, sir.
Kairi: Just like I said. I hear what Cruella said because she want Dalmatian fur coat.
Patch: Horace and Jasper were gonna pop us off and… skin us!
Perdita: She's a devil, a witch!
Kairi: Cruella has Heartless helping her with her crimes.
Perdita: What'll we do?
Pongo: We have to get back to London somehow.
Patch: What about the others? What'll they do?
(The 84 Dalmatian puppies sit there on the hay bales, wondering about their fate, until Pongo makes his decision.)
Pongo: (Judiciously and compassionately) Perdy, we'll take them home with us; all of them. Our pets would never turn them out.
Kairi: I should accompany you because the Heartless will come after you all.
(All the Dalmatian dogs thanked Kairi for their help and her offer)
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.
Kairi: And the Heartless are with them, too
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.
Kair: I'll fight the Heartless while handle Jasper and Horace.
Pongo: Thank you, Sergeant, Colonel, Captain. And thank you, Kairi.
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 with the Heartless.)
Perdita: C'mon, kids, hurry.
(Perdita leads the puppies 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.)
Kairi: (Coming to Colonel's defense and knock the poker of Jasper's hand using her Keyblade) You don't have the right to swing that poker at a dog!
Jasper: Look, miss you may have the right to fight me and Horace, but you don't have the right to tell us what to do or what not to do!
(Pongo sees Kairi fighting the Heartless, 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 Jasper 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.
Kairi: (Using teleportation spell to alert the Dalmatians.) Quick, underneath the bridge.
(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 Dalmatian family 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 and Kairi watches them leave and then turns to Perdita and the puppies.)
Kairi: Let's get a move on, guys.
Pongo: All clear, Perdy. All clear.
(Kairi and the family of Dalmatians have to leave as soon as Jasper and Horace left and 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.
(Horace breathes into his gloves to keep warm.)
Horace: We're froze stiff. We're givin' up.
Cruella De Vil: (Angrily and demanding) Oh, no, you don't! (She violently and aggressively 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 and Cruella has summoned the Heartless to find the Dalmatians if it's the last thing she does)
To be continue
Author's Notes
I will be working the part 2 of Kairi's Puppy Rescue