02x44 - The Making Of...

[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 ♪

♪ Through thick, thin, push and pull
It's 1-0-1 oh wonderful! ♪

♪ Just tons of fun ♪

♪ 101 Dalmatians! ♪

[lively chattering]

Ah! Whoo, whoo, whoo!

Party!

I ain't nothing but a wild pig!

You mean a boar.

Hey, girlfriend,
you get that audition?

Yeah, but it was just
another cattle call.

You're my agent, Jerry,

and I want that part!

Why, I was born to play Lincoln!

Huh? [gasps]

Oh-- Ouch!

Back off, Rolly.

You're too close.

Oh, sorry.
I'm almost done sh**ting.

Can we do some interviews now?

-And that intro?
-Uh, sure.

[clears throat]

Hi, folks.

We're sh**ting a little movie here:

The Making of Walt Disney's
101 Dalmatians: Animated Series

All brilliantly captured by moi,

Rolly, your trusty pup reporter!

[Lucky] Featuring
behind-the-scenes action,

never-before-seen outtakes,

and interviews with the stars.

You eat one makeup man
and they call you difficult.

We-- we assumed that
since we were the stars

of the movie, we'd be
the stars of the series too.

Yeah, the studio decided
to go for a younger look.

But we're not bitter.

Uh, yeah, well, enough of that.

[clears throat]
You see, I did get-- I mean,

Rolly and I did get cast
because we were in the movie.

But we had auditions
for the other roles,

and some of the actors
had interesting ideas

about which parts they should play.

[vocalizes]

[vocalizing continues]

[screams]

Uh, Roger, Ra-Ra, babe,

have you considered
auditioning for the role of...

[chuckles] Roger?

Now, where's the challenge in that?

Trust me, I can do this.

I am deeply in touch with my inner nanny.

[high-pitched]
Lucky, you naughty little scamp.

Give me strength.

I-- I'm gonna be reading
the part of Cadpig.

[clears throat]

"Oh, Mother Earth, I am one
with your universal oneness

of being..."

What is this garbage?

Jasper, Horace,

get those puppies,
you mindless macaroons!

I will be auditioning for the role

of Steven the Alligator.

[snorts]

[grunts] What in blazes

has gotten into you, woman?

The pig's annoying,
but I like the bulldog.

From the black hole of eternity,

I am born a runt!

[echoing] Runt! Runt! Runt!

So I get the part?

That was great,

but what did it mean?

A pineapple symbolizes evil.

I thought it would be cool

if we could get Cruella to play a part.

-[barking]
-[Lucky] This is the address.

[Rolly] Are you sure she's still alive?

[Cruella] I told you,

I'll pay the electric bill
as soon as my lottery numbers...

Oh, dear.

[Lucky] The studio wasn't sure
what kind of show it wanted at first,

so we went through
a couple of different versions.

[Rolly] The first concept was that
the show should take place

in the story's original setting, England.

It was called "A City of Two Tails."

[Cadpig] Rolly seemed the natural choice
for the lead in that version.

[barking]

Indubitably.

[Lucky] But that was a little too tame,

so we went the other direction,

an action adventure version.

[explosions]

[Lucky] First Bloodhound , Part Two!

Ha-ha!

[g*nshots]

You're going down, Windermere.

[man] Cut!

Terrible.

[Rolly] But the studio decided

that First Bloodhound
was a little intense

for a cartoon, so we tried
an emergency room drama.

[monitor beeps rapidly, flatlines]

[Cadpig] He's flatlined! Clear!

[zap]

[monitor beats rapidly]

[monitor beeps steadily]

[Lucky] We tried science fiction...

then we tried a paranormal,
crime drama approach.

[screaming]

[gasping]

[overlapping chatter]

Nineteen seventy three.

Crop circles appear
in Farmer Fledly's north 40.

A golden retriever refuses to fetch.

Hours later, three pullets disappear.

Coincidence? I think not.

Nineteen eighty four.

Strange lights seen over a coop
in northern Minnesota.

Soon afterwards,
a Mexican hairless grows a beard.

Two weeks later,
four hens spontaneously combust.

Accident? You be the judge.

Nineteen ninety six.

A conical object flies through frame.

Dalmatians snub local chicken.

A strange slide projector
appears from nowhere.

Isolated incidents
or part of a larger pattern?

[overlapping chatter]

[chiming]

[Lucky] Lieutenant Pug wanted to go with

an old style, macho Western
with him as the star.

[wind howls]

[whip cracks]

[jazzy music plays]

[Rolly] We even tried primetime,
cutting-edge satire.

[barking]

[crack]

[Cadpig] But nothing was working.

We heard about this chicken

that was just tearing up
the local club scene.

-Thank you. Yeah, you're beautiful.
-[laughter]

Why did the chicken
not cross the road?

Because she feared change!

[laughter]

[Cadpig] We just had to work
her into the show.

-[click]
-Hey, who turned off the color?

Oh no! Farm noir!

Huh?

[puppies] Spot?

The name's Pullet Marlow,
Private Chick.

Mystery is my middle name.

I thought it was "Irma."


You want to make a tape of me? What for?

For the TV show.

Stupendously embarrassing home videos.

Yeah, they're paying big bucks

for tapes of animals doing stunts.

What, you think
I'm gonna do something stupid

just 'cause you ask?

I'm not a clown.

I have my dignity.

Ah...

[screams]

[clanging]

[screaming]

[grunting]

[upbeat music plays]

[Lucky] Another concept was to focus

on our whole entire extended family.

All of us.

Each and every 101 dalmatian.

[man] Each and every

act one, scene one.

Dinnertime!

Rolly, Lucky, Cadpig, Patch,

Jewel, Whizzer, Dipstick,

Two-Tone, Hoover, Kirby,

Sa-Sa, Dingo, Boo,

Dot, Lady, Ham, Lugnut,
Plato, Furball, Holly, Steve,

Lumpy, Polly, Lipdip...

-[groans]
-[thud]

That was impractical,
but we kept the settings:

Dearly Farm...

and Villa De Vil.

[Cadpig] We cast Latisha Windermere
to play the villainess.

[man] And action!

Oh, what a beautiful day!

The sun is shining,
the birds are singing...

Oh!

We're already behind schedule.

Where are we gonna find
a villain at this hour?

Well, I think I might be able

to stumble through the part. Ah!

[Cadpig] We were starting to wonder

if including Cruella
was such a good idea.

Hello, Jerry?

I'm back in business, darling.

Latisha's first scene came off
a bit, oh, how shall I put it?

Flat.

[laughs]

Oh! Ooh!

[lively chattering]

Next, we tried a classic
cartoon chase approach.

[grunting]

Oh!

[snickers]

[engine revving]

Bok-bok!

[screams]

[tires screech]

[crash]

[horn blaring]

[clang]

[screams]

[train approaching]

[horn blares]

Aah!

Bok-bok!

That version of the show
had some funny stuff in it,

but it all seemed
a little familiar somehow.

And Cruella was starting
to show her true colors.

She manipulated Horace
and Jasper like putty.

Jasper, darling...

sugar tush,
yes, well, I was just wondering

if we could make
this eensy-weensy little change.

We tried a hi-tech approach.

[gruff, electronic voice]
The Cruellanator.

Hair: Bulletproof.

Breath: Bad.

Brain: Small.

[echoing] Small. Small. Small.

[Cadpig] But Cruella didn't quite
grasp that angle.

[cheery, electronic voice]
The Fashionator.

About that time,
we showed some scenes

to a test audience.

I shall obliterate
every last adorable little puppy

from the face of the Earth!

[laughing]

[Spot] We were a little bit surprised
at their reaction.

Hey, you guys.

[audience boos]

Well, that was weird.

And no wonder. Look.

Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you...

Have some popcorn, Rolly.

[crunching]

Hey, thanks for throwing a viewing party
for the first episode, Lucky.

[Rolly]
Yeah. You got anymore popcorn?

Huh?

[Rolly] Hey, they changed the credits!

Oh! Where is my newspaper?

Memo to myself: fire the paperboy.

[laugh track plays]

Looks like they changed
the whole show.

[Lucky]
Here comes our first big scene.

[barking]

Ah, here it is.

[laugh track plays]

It's a show about Cruella!

We're going to make
some changes around here.

First of all, we're changing
the format of the show.

Oh, gee, I'm sorry, Lucky,
but I can't let you in.

Direct orders
from the crazy lady with the talk show.

Once Cruella
had us thrown off the studio lot,

there was nothing to stop her
and her mad lust for power.

We're doomed!

We'll never work again!

I can't go back
to doing open mic night

on the stand-up coop circuit.

I just talked to our agent.

Cruella's made sure that no one
in Hollywood will hire us.

We can't just let
Cruella ruin our careers.

We gotta get inside somehow.

-[Rolly] Guys, look!
-[brakes screech]

Now what?

We've gotta show Cruella's fans
what she's really like.

Hurry! Rolly, we're gonna
need that camera.

[barking]

[announcer] Here she is.
Don't adjust your sets,

it's her hair
that's black and white:

Cruella!

Oh, thank you, Horace.

Good evening, Jasper.

Evening, Cruella. [chuckles]

[applause]

Louder!
You people need to adore me louder!

Ha ha ha...

ha ha ha ha...

Okay, let's go to today's
Three Worst Things list.

-[laughter]
-[shattering]

[applause]

And the bartender says,

"Idaho. Alaska."

[laughs]

-[rimshot]
-[Jasper laughs]

[buzzer sounds]

[laughter]

Oh! Our very first guest will be on

right after this message.

We're doing good.

"Good"? I'm doing brilliantly!

And I'm doing it all by myself!

Ugh. That sponge is too damp!

You're fired! Get out of here!

You numbskull,
what do you think you're doing?

You're crossing the shoelaces
left over right.

I cross them right over left.
You're fired!

Who hires these people anyway?

After the show, I want you to fire
the entire personnel department!

Um... Y-- yes, Cruella.

And then fire yourself!

Who is this useless guest anyway?

That pop singer Muldoona.

Muldoona?

Why, I have more talent
in my little finger

than she has in her whole body!

[Jasper] Uh, but your audience likes her.

[Cruella] My audience?

You mean those vulgar,
boring, lunch-bucket-toting,

nincompoops who actually
come to watch my show?

Are you gettin' all this?

Yeah, just leave it to the Rolly cam.

But what are we gonna do
with the tape?

Trust me.

[barking]

Oh, my chair is out of place.

The set dresser is fired!

Whoever is in charge
of cleaning the lipstick

off my water glass is fired!

[man] Okay, we're back in five, four...

Hello. Welcome back.

Oh, this is so much warm,
squishy fun, isn't it?

Please welcome my first guest,
a fine human being

and an even finer actress, Muldoona!

-[music plays]
-[cheers and applause]

Muldoona, darling.

So I hear you're doing a movie.

Yeah, I got a clip. You wanna see it?

Well, of course.

I just love your work.

I'm your biggest fan.

Muldoona?

Why, I have more talent
in my little finger

that she has in her whole body.

[gasping]

Oh! [coughs]

Oh, come on. I was kidding.

[Cruella] My audience?

You mean those vulgar,
boring, lunch-bucket-toting,

nincompoops who actually
come to watch my show?

[audience boos]

Cut to commercial!

You're fired!
You're fired! Fired!

[sobs]

The bad lady scares me.

[phone rings]

Cruella Show.

[man] I am never watching
that show of yours again!

That Cruella, she ain't right. I tell ya!

[audience boos]

Fine. I don't need an audience.

You're fired!

And whoever is responsible
for putting that clip on the air

is fired!

You already fired me.

[barking]

You puppies!

I might have known!

-[grunts]
-[barking]

-Ooh!
-[audience laughs]

[woman] Now that's funny!

-[camera whirs]
-Oh! [grunts]

[barking]

Now!

[laughter]

[laughs]

Dalmatians! Cute!

I want more of 'em, Daddy.

[phone rings]

Cruella Show.

[man] Now that's entertainment!

We want a show starring
those adorable dalmatians!

[laughter and chatter]

[vocalizes]

[screams]

That's how the show came about.

The network took Cruella's show away,

but she was so totally despicable,

they let her play
the villain in our show.

[Cruella]
And I really learned my lesson.

I learned cooperation,

humility, teamwork.

Look out!

Memo to myself:
get a heat-seeking anvil.

[theme music playing]