02x01 - You Slipped a Disk/Chow About That?

[bunniefuu]

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[barking]

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♪ 101 Dalmatians! ♪

-[birds chirping]
-[serene music playing]

-[computer beeping]
-[Roger] Oh, this is good.

Hmm. Hmm.

This is very good.

My best work yet.

Oh, I've outdone myself.

No, no, no, no, no, Lucky.

I know you're curious,
but this is top secret.

-No one can ever see this.
-[tires screech]

[car crashes]

Especially not her.

Lucky, don't let anything happen
to this disk.

Guard it with your life.

-Got it?
-[growls, barks]

[chuckles] Okay.

Bah! Whose idiotic idea was it

to put a birdbath
in the middle of your driveway?

[gasps]

Cruella, we don't have a birdbath
in our driveway.

Well, you do now.

Cheap.

Hmm. Dusty.

[music box playing]

Annoying.

Enough chitchat.

I'm here to see how our little
video game business is coming along.

Do you know how much money
I've invested in it?

-[Anita] Uh...
-More than you deserve, to be exact!

And I demand...

[Roger] The best,
and you will get it, I assure you.

My new computer game
will blow the competition away

and make millions to boot.

You'll see!

But I see nothing.

Nothing!

I want results now!

Hmm.

-[beeps]
-Memo to myself:

Put more windows in Rupert's house.

-[beeps]
-Arr!

[sighs]

Gone.

[pants]

[evil voice speaking]

[beeping]

[echoing] Small, small...

Cool!

This is great!

Rolly! Cadpig! You guys!

Rolly! Cadpig!

-[disk ejects]
-Huh? [gasps]

Scorch!

-[chuckles evilly]
-[gasps]

[growling]

Cough it up, hairball.

[growls]

[gasps]

[notes playing]

[laughs]

-What in the...?
-[chuckles evilly]

[gasps]

Who put the birdbath in the driveway?

Ah! I love birdbaths.

I love birds. They make me happy.

[grunts, crashes]

Watch it, birdbrain!

Scorch stole a disk
and we gotta get it back

or I... uh, er, I mean Roger
will be in a lot of trouble.

Wow. Sounds like a lot of work.

Good luck with that, buddy. See you later.

Come on. We can still catch him
before he gets to Cruella's!

Oh, goody!
We get to ferret out the ferret.

[jazz music playing]

This way! I know a shortcut!

[shouting]

I hate shortcuts.

[laughs]

[Lucky] Rolly!

So, what took you guys so long, eh?

We were too busy... [grunts]
not getting... stuck.

Whoa!

[grunts]

[softly] Ouch!

-Look!
-[chuckles evilly]

We'd better get that disk
before Scorch gives it to Cruella

or Lucky... uh, er, I mean Roger
will be in a lot of trouble.

-Let's go.
-Aww, gee.

You know, I'd love to, really,

but I think we've done enough
for today, actually,

and I... I... [chuckles nervously]

We don't have time to think.
We've gotta act now.

Let's do it for Roger.

Let's do it for Roger!

Let's do it before dinner!

[grunting]

[Rolly] Eww. This is scary. [echoing]

I know. No TV.

[rimshot echoing]

Look! There's Scorch!

[Lucky] We can't let Cruella
get that disk!

Eh! [scoffs]

[elevator dings]

Freeze, ferret.

[growls]

Lucky? Cadpig?

[barking]

Gotcha!

Um, Lucky?

Next time, why don't you tackle
the bad guy?

[chuckles] Sorry, Rolly.

[grunts]

[yelps]

Thank you.

Ha! Got it!

-[whooshes]
-Buh-bye.

-[screams]
-Huh?

-Hey! That's my disk.
-Uh-oh.

[chuckles evilly]

-He's toast.
-That's where we come in, Rolly.

We've got to conquer all our
counterproductive, gut-ripping fears

and do what any best friends would do:

go in there and face Cruella with him.

Or we could just leave.

Sure, we could do that.

Hmm. What is the big secret over there?

-[gasps]
-[grunting]

Oh, not now, Scorch.

I'm trying to find out
what that sneaky Roger Dearly

was trying to hide from me today.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey! [whistles]

Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey!

[moans]

-[bell clanging]
-[moans]

Oh! These are useless!

[moans, yelps]

Thank you.

Oh! Worthless junk!

Whoa!

Thank you. [laughs]

Come on, Randy. Let's see what you've got.

[chuckles evilly]

[both growling]

Oh!

[beeping]

[computer] The Cruellanator.

[shouts] The Crue-what-anator?

Oh, no. Where is it?

I knew I left it here.
I mean, it was right here!

Lucky, I asked you
to guard that disk with your life!

How could you lose it?

Uh-oh, I don't think we kept Lucky...

uh, er, I mean, Roger out of trouble.

Do you know what could happen
if Cruella sees that game?

She'll screech right over here
in that hideous car...

[tires screech]

march up those stairs...

[footsteps approaching]

-and shout...
-[Cruella] Roger Dearly!

I love it.

But I've made a few changes.

Here, take a look.

[computer speaks]

Half gainer reverse pike jackknife.

[growls]

[barks]

Triple forward flip
with an upside-down frown!

Whee!

Belly flop!

[grunts]

Rolly, next time you go first.

-[alarm blares]
-[gasps]

Uh-oh. The two-minutes-to-lunch
warning growl.

-Two minutes to lunch?
-Two minutes to lunch?

That means lunch is in two minutes.

[shouts] We're never gonna make it!

Never say "Never"!

We can do it!

Ah!

[gasps] Rolly!

Don't miss lunch because of me!

Save yourselves!

Thanks, Rolly!

We can't just leave and let him starve.

We can do anything if we try.

Come on!

[shouting]

-[branch creaks, snaps]
-[puppies yelp]

[grunts]

Okay, no more stalling. Let's go!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoo! Whoo!

Look!

A tractor! Hey, come on, everybody.

Jump aboard or eat my dust!

Uh... never mind.

[alarm blares]


Double time!

[chickens clucking, squawking]

[chicks peeping]

[hums, grunts]

[bell clanging]

Yoo-hoo-ooh!

Come and get it!

[puppies barking]

Yippee!

[groans]

[alarm blares]

That growl can only mean one thing:

[emotionally] We... missed... lunch!

What... what did he say, Tibbs?

-Lunch, sir.
-Oh, yes, lunch.

It was a meal to remember.

The kibble... huh! ...made its own gravy.

Why, Nanny mixed in
juicy scraps of tender sirloin.

[whimpers]

And a rather generous cut of filet mignon.

[groans]

Oh, reminds me of a meal I once had
in Bologna, Italy.

[groans]

You know, when I get hungry,

I have a mental meal.

Mmm!

Right now, I'm having a heaping stack
of blueberry pancakes

with honey butter, and warm maple syrup,

and a side of sausage links,
and home fries, and orange juice,

and wheat toast...
buttered on one side only, please.

Thank you!

[stomach growling]

[grunts]

Hmm. Looks like he's having
a psychic sugar rush.

[squawks] Oh, there you are.

I was worried sick
when you guys missed lunch today.

I mean, today of all the days,

with the gravy on the sirloin. Ah!

Did you hear? The Colonel got filet!

But you don't have to worry. Listen.

We don't have time to listen.

We may have missed lunch hour,

but lunch will be ours!

I've got a plan that will have us
chowing down in no time.

We'll be swimming in kibble once we...

Lucky, if I could just interject here
for a second.

Spot, don't interrupt my moment.

Once we break into the chow tower!

Great moment, Lucky.

[barking]

Let's get a "moove" on!

-[spits]
-[clangs]

I'm telling you, Duchess,

those Dalmatians
are hazardous to your health.

Don't worry, Duchess.
This is totally safe.

Safer than safety-scissors safe.

Ahem. Lucky, about the food...

Spot, you're gonna have to stay back.
This is totally dangerous.

-Very, very dangerous!
-[whimpers]

[Lucky] Places, everyone! On three!

One, two, three!

Whee!

Ground Control, we have a problem.

[both grunting]

Uh, excuse me, but Nanny left...

Ah, she'll come back.

Come on, Spot, push!

[trio] Incoming!

[grunts]

I must have "sucker"
branded on my derriere.

On your mark, get set... go!

Whoa! Oof!

[screaming]

Daddy!

If'n I ever get up,

you puppies are in a world of trouble.

[yells]

[yells]

[barking]

Look at the bright side, Rolly.

If this takes much longer,
it'll be dinner time.

But I need food now!

Relax, you guys. Just look back...

Only quitters look back!

We've gotta look forward. Am I right?

-Yeah!
-Yeah.

[sproinging]

-[Cadpig] Whoa!
-[Lucky] Whoo-hoo!

Whoa! Ugh!

You gonna make me get up.

-[vacuum cleaner whirring]
-[squawking]

[whirring stops]

I'm getting up!

Please! I am trying to tell you...

[sighs] We've tried everything
to get in there.

If only we had a... a...

A giant helium balloon...

Shaped like a peanut.

[puppies] Whoa!

[crashing]

[screaming]

Whoa! That looks like fun!

Have you been drinking
your own milk again?

[puppies scream]

[Cadpig] Well, at least we didn't all
end up in the mudhole again.

[footsteps approach]

I'm up.

Well, there's the mud bath.
When's the herbal rub?

There's gotta be a way in,
something we haven't thought of yet.

Come on, everyone, think!

Listen, you guys, you're just digging
yourselves deeper into a hole.

-You've got to...
-That's it!

It's a poultry epiphany!

We'll dig our way in!

Stop! Wait! I have to tell you two things!

Number one, Nanny left extra kibble
for you back at the farmhouse!

[puppies] What's number two?

Look out for the...

sewer pipe.

-[gobbling]
-Mmm, mmm, mmm.

You know what I've learned, Spot?

-Mm-hmm. You learned...
-To listen.

I mean, think how much easier
it would've been

if we'd listened to you from the start.

Well, for one thing...

Oh, Spot, when you have something to say,

please don't let us ever, ever, ever,
ever, ever interrupt. 'Kay?

Well, actually,
I do have something to say. It...

Spot, please!
Can't you see we're trying to eat here?

[groans]

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