02x32 - Poison Ivy/Twelve Angry Pups

[bunniefuu]

-[theme music playing]
-[barking]

[engine revs]

♪ I'm seeing lots of spots ♪

♪ Plenty of polka dots ♪

[barking]

♪ Get those puppies! ♪

♪ Can't catch a furry flurry ♪

♪ Running in a blurry hurry ♪

[barking]

♪ Get those puppies! ♪

♪ 1-0-1 ♪

♪ Canines on the run ♪

♪ 1-0-1 ♪

♪ Them doggone dogs are fun ♪

♪ 1-0-1 ♪

♪ Without fail you'll wind up
chasing your tail ♪

♪ What's the harm
in revelrous adventures ♪

-♪ On the funny farm? ♪
-[clucks]

-♪ 1-0-1 ♪
-[barks]

-♪ Life's just a bed of roses ♪
-♪ 1-0-1 ♪

♪ Fast friends with cold, wet noses ♪

-♪ 1-0-1 ♪
-♪ Through thick, thin, push and pull ♪

♪ It's 1-0-1 oh wonderful! ♪

♪ Just tons of fun ♪

♪ 101 Dalmatians! ♪

[Girl]
♪ La la la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la ♪

[engine revs]

Anita! Retro!

I'm so glad you're home.

There's someone you must meet...

my favorite niece, Ivy.

[all whimpering]

They're multiplying. Hold me.

[All]
Aw!

So nice to meet you, sir.

I like making new friends.

I picked these just for you, ma'am.

Aren't they pretty?

Oh! Thank you, Ivy.

[sniffing]

She's a de Vil?

-[cell phone rings]
-Hello?

Cruella de Vil! What?

Oh, dear. I'll be right there.

How could I have forgotten?

I'm missing my elbow
dermabrasion appointment.

I know I can count on you
to look after Ivy.

It's the least you can do
after all I've done for you.

By the way, she's bonded.
Back soon. Ta-ta!

-[tires squeal]
-But...

We'd love you to stay with us, Ivy.

Thank you, ma'am. I won't be a bother.

I'll just go push my baby buggy.

Come on, cute little puppies.
We'll be new friends too!

[sniffing]

Who would have thought
a de Vil could be so sweet?

I bet you puppies
would like a nice little treat.

She's bought my trust!

-[steam whistle blowing]
-Red-hot candy!

Red-hot candy!

Ahh!

[laughs]
Puppies are so easy.

So she is a de Vil...

the stealth version.

We better keep our eyes on her.

[whirring]

Come in, dear Auntie Cruella.

It's me, Ivy.

Cute as a button and ready for w*r.

Good. Now remember,
your mission

is to create total chaos in the area

and make it look like
the puppies are responsible!

I want them to become
such a public nuisance

the Dearlys will be forced
to leave town

and sell me the farm!

[whirring]

[humming]

♪ La la la la ♪

We're doomed!

What are you doing, Mr. Dearly, sir?

Well, Ivy, it's a little complicated
and technical.

[Anita]
Roger! Could you help me out?

Oh. Excuse me, Ivy.

[beeping]

She's doing something
to Roger's computer.

And she's framing us! Look!

[whistling]

You press "escape."
I'll pull the plug.

Mr. Dearly! Mr. Dearly! Come quick.

The puppies are being bad!

Hey!

[expl*si*n]

[Roger]
Oh, no! What have you pups done?

You are forbidden to come in my office
ever again!

[laughs]

I love my work.

[humming]

♪ La la la la la ♪

Devil spawn at 5:00.

We gotta prove that Ivy's behind this
before we get in more trouble.

But how?

I know! The buggy.

If we show Roger what that thing really
is, he'll see Ivy for what she really is.

Spot, you distract her.

Gah!

[humming]

♪ La la la la la ♪

[cuckoo noises]

Ah!

[grunting]

[all yipping]

All right, what are you doing with that?

-[beeps]
-Mama! Mama!

Waaah! They took my buggy!

Waah! But I forgive them.

You are so sweet, Ivy.

Bad pups! Bad! Shoo!

Maybe the button you were looking for
was this one...

[whirring]

[all shouting]

[All] Ahhh!

[knocking]

Um, hello? [gasps]

Uh, are these yours?

[beeping]

She's messing with our kibble.

That's it! This time, it's personal!

[growling]

I'll ring the dinner bell

and all the pups will come running!

We'll chase her off the farm!

With a barking blitzkrieg!

[grunting]

[ringing]

[all barking]

[whirring]

-[all panting]
-We did it.

-[creaking]
-[all gasp]

[All]
Ahhh!

-[all shouting]
-[Anita] Roger!

Look what they've done!

It's sad when good puppies go bad.

You're staying in here
until you learn to behave.

[all whimpering]

[rooster crows]

Because of an incident
at the Dearly farm,

all the water in Grutely
is contaminated with gravy.

Everyone is urged to boil their water
or pour it over biscuits.

Well, at least if we're locked in here,
we can't get blamed for anything else.

We interrupt again
for another special bulletin.

Moments ago,
the Grutely post office was attacked

by 101 ferocious Dalmatians,

as you can see
in the security-camera footage.

Grutely animal control is investigating,

but who are we kidding?
It was those Dearly dogs.

We all know it.

B-b-but we never left the barn.

Ivy can't pin this on us.

[brakes squealing]

I've got 101 warrants

for the arrest of your Dalmatians.

But how?

[computer scanning]

Chaos completed.

The dogs are being taken away.

The Dearlys won't be
needing their farm anymore.

I'll be right over!

[laughs]

[Cruella]
At last, the farm is mine!

Not if this chick can help it.

Huh?

[beeping]

[whirring]

You broke the remote control,
you dumb cluck!

[all yipping]

-[growling]
-Ah!

[beeps, whirs]

Please don't take the puppies.
We'll move if we have to.

[tires squeal]

Oh! Losing the puppies!

How terrible for you, darlings.

Is there anything I can do?

Write your congressman? Start a petition?

-Buy the farm from you?
-[cash register dings]

[both gasping]

-[robot dogs barking]
-Ahh!

Whose puppies are those?

[barking]

"Ferocious Fun Pups by de Vil Co"?

Cruella, what's going on here?

Uh, uh...

Ahhh! Oh! Get away!

♪ La la la la la ♪
Huh?

Yah!

-You're free to go.
-[all barking]

Sorry, guys. We should have known
you'd never cause so much trouble.

Yeah, you're just as innocent as Ivy.

Ooooh!

-[Ivy shouting]
-[robot dogs barking]

[crowing]

[grunting]

[coughing]

Wake up and listen up,
you sleepy-eyed sissies!

Today's survival mission is one you will
remember for the rest of your dog days!

-[grunting]
-Karma... gotta love it.

[gasps]
It's begun!

The great cat invasion!

"Cats attack"!

[sighs]
Not this again.

Lieutenant, it says here

"Catsup Prices Up,
D.A. Attacks Crime."

Hmm?

It's called, like, you know,

something that means something else.

Now we've got to build a bunker.

We could be overwhelmed
by p*ssy-cat paratroopers any minute.

-Any volunteers?
-[All] Uh...

-[bell dinging]
-Breakfast!

-[all laughing]
-Yay!

Okay, but when you're held hostage
by a battalion of Burmese,

don't come crying to me!

[cow bellowing]

Hmm.

Uh-oh.
[panting]

You know, I'm acquiring
a taste for dog kibble.

Makes me feel closer to you guys.

What do you say
we go mark some territory?

Aw, thanks, but since the
survival training is canceled,

I'm going to catalogue
my food-can collection.

And I am going
to do my daily affirmation.

A visualization a day
keeps the negativity away.

Hey! Who messed up the place?

Huh? My can collection!

Somebody's been into it!

My limited-edition
FrankenBeanies can is gone!

It was the centerpiece
of my whole collection.

[gasps] Someone took my daily
affirmation calendar!

What will I do? How will I center?

How do I... focus my rage

so I can rip the lips
off the thieving jerk?

[gasps]

The TV is gone!

Not the TV!

Someone lifted it.

Looks to me like they dragged it.
Let's follow the scent.

[all sniffing]

[evil growling]

[sniffing and clucking]

One second, guys.
I need some detective equipment.

Ahhh!

I've been robbed!

My undercover egg suit is gone.

Now we all have things missing.

Lucky for us, they didn't take

my Magna Superscopic
Perpetrator Locator.

Any of you spotted slackers
seen my water canon?

-It's missing.
-Will this scourge never end?

They don't call it
a "cat-astrophe" for nothing.

Gah! We'll need more
than these hand grenades

to fend off the calico horde.

Give me some of that!

There you go.

Hey, you got any more popcorn?

Someone's coming. Act normal.

[belches]

Hey, are you guys missing anything?

Well, Dipstick is missing his marbles.

Whizzer lost bladder control
this morning.

But otherwise, nope.

-Hmm.
-[gasps]

My FrankenBeanies can!

I think we found our thief.

You found me, but you can't catch me!

Come back here, Mooch!

-After him!
-Release the hounds!

We are the hounds!

-[grunts]
-[neighs]

He's getting away
on the white bronco!

[Spot] He's heading
for Hiccup Hole!

We'll take the shortcut.

Oh!

[all panting]

-[neighing]
-[All] Ahh!

This is a citizens' arrest.

You have the right to remain guilty.

Anything you say will be a lie.

[All]
There he is! Give him a chew toy!

[all shouting]

I didn't take that stuff.
I'm innocent.

[All] Innocent, my eye!
You did it!

-No way!
-[Cadpig] Ah, ah, ah.

Mooch is right.
He deserves a fair trial.

It will give us something to do
while we build the gallows.

As mayor of this here fair farm,
and its highest-ranking official,

I appoint myself judge.

You'll need a prosecutor.
Let me fry him... uh, "try" him.

Hey, somebody's got to defend me.

-[All] Not me!
-Eenie, meenie, miney...

Lucky, I appoint you
his public defender.

But I think he's guilty too.

Perfect!

-Yeah, looks to me like...
-Definitely guilty!

-[banging gavel]
-Order! Order in the court.

Quiet that unruly mob, bailiff!

Uh, Your Honor, that's the jury.

-I think definitely guilty.
-Yeah, I agree.

[all agreeing]

Well, at least they haven't
formed any opinions.

First witness!

I call the guilty guy to the stand.

[Judge] That's you, Mooch.

Where were you
on the night of October 14th?

-How would I know? That's next week.
-Oh. Exactly!

And only someone who stole
a daily-affirmation calendar

would know that.

I didn't steal that stuff.
I had no use for it.

Oh, really?

Your Honor, I request we visit
the scene of the crime.

As you can see,

the TV was dragged
right to Mooch's headquarters,

where he obviously dropped it.

But look at those paw prints.

[Spot]
Hmm.

The thief must have
picked up the TV and kept going.

These aren't my prints. They're too small.

-[whimpers]
-[chortles]

Tell us, Curly,

what exactly is your area
of expertise?

[bleating] Uh, shrinkage,
especially wool.

So some things shrink
when they get wet,

like paw prints.

Mmm, it could happen.

There was dew this morning.

I object! The witness
is not a dirt expert.

[Judge] Side bar.

Ahem. Now I'm not quite sure
as to how to rule on this one.

He might be an expert, he might not.
Make me an offer.

-A bucket of slop.
-This is unethical.

Two buckets.

Three buckets and a corn fritter.

Sold! He ain't nothing but an expert.
Next witness.

So you say Mooch was with you
when the crimes took place.

He couldn't have stolen the TV
or the other missing stuff.

-Right?
-Uh, right.

Your witness.

Hmm. Who were you with
when the crimes took place?

Oh, I, uh...

I... I, uh... It was him!

[growling]

It was him! Him, him!

I was with him!
[sobbing]

And, uh, what were you two doing?

[sniffing]
Um... don't tell me. I know this one.

-Um...
-Well?

Oh, yeah.
We were stealing from the pantry.

Um, Nanny left the kitchen door open
so we helped ourselves!

So Mooch stole from the pantry,
but he didn't steal from anybody else?

Ha! I rest my case.

Me too.

Who am I kidding? He's guilty.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

[All]
Guilty! Guilty!

Oh, I can't decide.

He looks guilty,
but looks can be deceiving.

I think he looks cute.


It's starting! Run for your lives!

There's no time to lose!
Go, go, go!

[all muttering]

-What are we running for?
-What's going on?

-[Lucky] The TV!
-[Rolly] My cans!

-My calendar!
-Hey!

All our stuff is here.

You stole it!

I didn't steal anything.

I commandeered it for our survival
during the great cat invasion.

[all protesting]

TV for civil-defense warnings,
cans for food storage,

calendar to keep track
of the long days in hiding,

dog whistles to send signals,

pink bow to designate
the girls' hydrant,

and wigs for camouflage.

That's Cruella's.

Aha! Gimme, gimme!

Only thing we don't have
is a water canon.

Never did find it.
Cat spies must have taken it.

[hissing]

Mmm.

I think we can all learn something
from today's affirmation.

"When a wrong is committed,
don't rush to judgment."

Sorry we didn't believe you, Mooch.

Oh, wait, that was
yesterday's affirmation.

Today's is,

"When a really big wrong
is committed,

find the jerk who did it
and pound him into moose meal."

Pug! Get him!

[All]
There he is! Don't let him get away!

[all barking]

[theme song playing]