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Script Typed by typed by Cristina Sánchez Arteaga of
Wilfried's Disney Database
Characters who support Pongo & Perdita
Characters who support Cruella De Vil
| Other characters
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Non dialogue elements are underlined italic written
Pongo was a handsome Dalmatian. He owns Roger Radcliff, a nice young bachelor musician who was gentle, obedient and unusually intelligent. In fact, Pongo thinks at times he is almost canine. They live in a nice little house near regents Park in London, but it has become very lonely for both of them.| Pongo
| My story begins in London, not so very long ago. Yet so much has happened since then, that it seems like an eternity. At that time I lived with my pet in a bachelor flat just off Regents Park. It was a beautiful spring day, a tedious time of the year for bachelors. Oh… that’s my pet, Roger. Roger Radcliff, a musician of sorts. Ha-ha. No, no, I’m the one with spots. My name’s Pongo. As far as I could see the old notion that “a bachelor’s life was so glamorous and carefree” was all nonsense. It was downright dull sighs
It was plain to see that my old pet needed someone. If it were left up to Roger, we’d be bachelors forever. He was married to his work, writing songs. Songs about romance… of all things, something he knew absolutely nothing about Roger’s playing piano
Oh, he’s intelligent enough as humans so. And I think you could say, Roger is a rather handsome animal in his way. I could see no reason why my pet didn’t deserve an attractive mate, but al least I was determinated to do my best. Of course, dogs are a pretty poor judge of human beauty, but I had a rough idea of what to look for He’s looking out from the window spotting the candidates
We see an Afghan
Hmm! Unusual breed chuckles
Very unusual. Hmm! Oh, surely not. Well now, what have we here? Hmm. Well, a little… too short coupled. Nope! I say! Well, I do say! Now there’s a fancy breed. Hmm. Perhaps a little too fancy. Yes, much too fancy. Oh! Too old. Too young. It was a problem, a real problem. Well, now that’s a bit more like it! It’s a Dalmatian
The most beautiful creature on four legs! Now if only the girl… Well! She’s very lovely too! It was almost too good to be true. I’d never find another pair like that, not if I looked for a hundred years. Ah, they’re heading for the park. A perfect meeting place… if I can only arrange it. Uh-oh, but Roger never stopped work ‘til after 5:00. That could be too late He changes the time and barks attracting Roger’s attention
.| Roger
| Looking the clock
After 5:00 already. Fancy that. All right Pongo, all right boy. Pongo’s barking and yipping
Pongo boy! Take it easy! What’s all the hurry? Pongo boy, slow down.| Pongo
| I was afraid we’d missed them. Perhaps they passed on by the park. Then suddenly… I spotted them. It was a perfect situation if I planned it right. I couldn’t depend on Roger. I knew what he’d do. He’d settle on the grass, puff his pipe and that would be it. No, it was all up to me. Well as they pass, Anita and Perdita take notice of them
At first I had no particular plan just anything to attract attention. You know stir things up a bit He takes off Roger’s hat
.| Roger
| Pongo, you silly old thing! C’mon! Let’s have it, boy. Pongo! yipping
Pongo! He leaves the hat on the bench where Anita’s seated
.| Pongo
| For a while it seemed to work. At least they had seen one another. Things were going along first-rate. But for some strange reason they left!| Roger
| C’mon, you old renegade. We’re going home.| Pongo
| But I wasn’t giving up. I was determinated that somehow they just had to meet.| Roger
| Oh!| Anita
| Ohhh!| Roger
| I beg your pardon. Please, excuse me.| Anita
| I must say, what on earth!| Roger
| Oh dear!| Anita
| Oh really! Good heavens!| Roger
| Oooh!| Anita
| Ahh! Ahh! Perdita tries to stop them and she breaks Anita’s dress. The pair end up toppling into a pond
Oh, oh. Oh my new spring suit and my new hat!| Roger
| Ah, ah… I’m terribly sorry. Please, let me help you I’m so sorry. I don’t know what’s come over him. I’m so sorry. He’s never acted this way before.| Anita
| Oh, never mind! Never mind! Please, just go away. You’ve done enough. Please? Oh! she takes her handkerchief that is wet
.| Roger
| Oh, I say. Here, take mine it’s wet too
| Anita
| Oh! they laugh. For the very first time Perdita looks to Pongo
In a few weeks there was a double wedding for Pongo and Perdita, Roger and Anita, and the dogs settled down to a life of pleasant domesticity with their happy pets.| Priest
| Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour and keep her in sickness and in health; and forsaking all others keep thee only unto her so long as ye both shall live?| Roger
| I will.| Pongo
| For the first six months or so we lived in a small house near the park, a modest little place but just right for two couples who were just starting out. In the window we see Perdita and Pongo resting. She sighs happily
Perdita, darling, are you all right?| Perdita
| chuckles
Oh, of course, dear. After all, dogs were having puppies long before our time. | Pongo
| He chuckles happily
Oh, that’s Nanny, a wonderful cook and housekeeper. She’s such a kind understanding soul. You know, at times she seems almost canine.| Anita
| Roger, dear, tea time! Tea time!| Roger
| Still playing piano
Be down in a minute. Ta-tum-ti-ta-tum whistling
Do you like my new song.| Anita
| Ta-tum-ti-ta-tum. Such clever lyrics.| Roger
| Ho ho! Chuckles
Melody first, my dear. And then the lyrics, hm? car horn
| Perdita
| Oh, Pongo… it’s her. It’s that devil woman A car stops in front of the house
| Roger
| Oh, must be Cruella, your dearly devoted old schoolmate, Cruella de Vil. That’s it!
Cruella de Vil
Cruella de Vil
if she doesn't scare you
no evil thing will| Anita
| Oh Roger
To see her is to take
a sudden chill
| Anita
| Oh Cruella Cruella
she's like a spider
waiting for the... kill
| Anita
| Roger, she'll hear you
Look out for
Cruella de Vil
| Anita
| Let her in, Nanny.| Cruella
| Anita, darling!| Anita
| How are you?| Cruella
| Miserable as usual. Perfectly wretched! Where are they? Where are they? For heaven sakes, where are they?| Anita
| Who, Cruella?| Cruella
| The puppies! in loud rude voice
The puppies! Not time for games. Where are the little brutes?| Anita
| Oh, it’ll be al least three weeks. No rushing these things, you know.| Cruella
| chuckles
Anita, you’re such a wit. Here, dog, here. Here dog Pongo growls
| Anita
| Cruella, isn’t that a new fur coat?| Cruella
| Oh, my only true love, darling. I live for furs. I worship furs! Aaaah…. After all, is there a woman in all this wretched world who doesn’t?| Anita
| Oh, I’d like a nice fur but there are many other things…| Cruella
| Sweet, simple Anita chuckles
I know, I know! This horrid little house is your dreamed castle. Ha, ha, ha! And poor Roger is your bold and fearless Sir Galahad! Ha ha ha!| Anita
| Oh Cruella!| Cruella
| Then of course you have your little spotted friends. Oh yes, I must say… such a perfectly beautiful coats.| Anita
| Won’t you have some tea?| Cruella
| I’ve got to run. Let me know when the puppies arrive. You will, won’t you dear?| Anita
| Yes Cruella.| Cruella
| Don’t forget, it’s a promise. See you in three weeks. Cheerio, cheerio darling she slams the door
| Anita
| Oooh!| Roger
| At first you think
Cruella is a devil
but after time
has worn away the shock
you come to realize
you've seen
her kind of eyes watching you from underneath a rock
| Anita
| You're no help
this vampire bat
this inhuman beast
she ought to be locked up
and never released
the world was such
a wholesome place until
Cruella
Cruella de Vil| Anita
| They kiss
Oh Roger, you are an idiot! They laugh
In the kitchen.| Pongo
| Perdy?| Perdita
| That’s witch! That devil woman. She wants our puppies. That’s all she’s after.| Pongo
| Oh, don’t worry, Perdy. They’re on to her. Nothing’s going to happen to our puppies.| Perdita
| What does she want with them? She can’t possibly love them. Oh Pongo crying
I was so happy at first, but now I--- Oh, I--- I wish we weren’t having any.
A raining night. Perdita’s going to have her puppies. She’s been helped by Anita and Nanny while Pongo and his pet waits patiently in the next room.| Pongo
| Poor Perdita. Of course she had no choice. The puppies arrived right on schedule one wild and stormy night in October.| Roger
| Ooh! Steady, boy. He’s puffing his pipe and Pongo licks his hand
| Nanny
| The puppies are here! shouting
Oh--- the puppies are here!| Roger
| H-H-How many?| Nanny
| Eight.| Roger
| Eight? By George, Pongo! Eight puppies!| Nanny
| Ten!| Anita
| Eleven! | Nanny
| Eleven.| Roger
| Eleven? Eleven puppies, Pongo boy! | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |