02x52 - Dalmatian Vacation pt. 2

[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? ♪

-♪ 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! ♪

[Lucky] Man, what a crazy
spring vacation.

Spot was right to just
stay home and relax.

I mean, first Cruella
invites herself along

and tries to take over the trip...

then Roger and Anita find out
they're not legally married,

so they decide to head to the church
and this time get married for real.

But Cruella finds out

that if she can keep them
from getting married

in the next ten days...

Then their farm is as good as mine.

Memo to myself:

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

[vehicle approaching]

Aaaaaaah!

Whoa!

[Anita muttering]

[Lucky] Okay, everybody, huddle up.

If we don't do something fast,

Cruella's gonna mess up
Roger and Anita's wedding plans.

She's already messed up our vacation.

Don't think of this as a vacation,

think of it as a mission to stop Cruella
from getting the farm.

[murmuring] Aha!

-Eee... yeah.
-Hmm?

Yes!

[brakes squeal]

Watch where you're going, Ratchet.

Sorry, Cruella, they don't
put potholes on the map.

Arrrgh!

Just a few more miles
and we can stop for the night.

Ah, good! I don't know how much
more of that woman I can take.

[Cruella] Oh, he's just
absolutely ruined my makeup!

Well, I hope they have a vacancy.

I hope we don't need a police escort.

Horace, Jasper, where are you?

I need your help to make sure
that the Dearlys

don't make it to the church on time!

[mumbling]
We've run into a little problem.

Don't give me any backtalk!

Just pick me up at...
the Big Odor Motel

And come by tonight
after everyone's asleep.

[Jasper] Glub-glub-glub!

That excuse doesn't hold water.

Ah, lousy connection!

We'll gonna have to work in shifts
to keep an eye on her.

Only one room available?

[Women] Good night, Daddy!

Yep, just the honeymoon suite.

All right! Now we're talkin'.

But what about Cruella?

Not to worry:
Anita and I will share the room,

and you, Rangoon,
can sleep on the bus.

Excuse me?!

Well, after all,
you two aren't really married.

What kind of a cad are you?

I hate to say it,
but, technically, she's right.

Good night, hon.

Great. This is just perfect!

Your turn, Cruella.

Finally!

Time for my nightly beauty regimen.

[sighs] Good looks are such a burden.

[banging, whirring, whistling]

-[siren sounding]
-[rumbling]

Ahhh! I feel so refreshed.

Huh?

[snoring]

[yawn]

-[Cruella grunting]
-Huh?

Red alert! Cruella's sneaking out!

-Who?
-[Rolly] Yikes!

[whimpering]

Hey, man, I was in the land
of happy pork chops.

[vultures screeching]

I thought you said turn left.
Now we're more lost than ever.

You know, dear, if you had just stopped
and asked for directions,

we wouldn't be lost.

Well, honey, if you knew
how to read a map,

we wouldn't need to ask for directions,
now, would we?

What? No gas?

Well, it really doesn't
matter now, does it?

[Roger] But I just filled it.

Hey, someone drilled
a hole in our gas can.

Hey, someone drilled
a hole in our gas tank.

And I bet I know who.
We need help.

Time to alert the barking chain!

[yipping]

[yipping continues]

[whistles]

♪♪♪

[dogs barking]

[howling]

[chittering]

This is the barking chain,
not the food chain.

[sighs]

[Spot] "Gas up, pay up, and get out!"

My, how friendly.

Ha ha! At last! H20!

Ohhhhh! Nooo!

[groaning]

My! That was surprisingly refreshing.

-[dog barking]
-Huh? What's that?

Stranded in DK Valley. Come quick.

Bark once to hear the message repeat

or three times to return
to the main menu.

[truck horn blares]

Oh, you call this driving?

We're being passed by road k*ll!

We'll never get back to Grutely
at this rate!

Yaaaah!

Blecch!

Uhh! I think I got a bug in my teeth!

Not bad, though.

Aaaah!

[siren wails]

Hey, a cop!

If we can get Cruella busted,
she can't get back to Grutely.

Aah!

Oh, no, we gotta do something!
Wait a minute!

Okay, Rolly, you know what to do.

[both] Nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh!

Nobody shakes puppy butt at me!

I haven't got time
for a speeding ticket!

Oh! Tell me again
why this is a good plan?

Aaaaah!

Ha ha ha! So much for Officer Friendly.

[horn blares]

[sighs] Aaah!

Aaaaah!

[Cruella sobbing]

[Horace] We're safe.

Ow! Oh!

[gulp]

I hope she doesn't have a run
in those stockings.

You had to open your big mouth.

Aaaaaaaah!

[coughing]

Drop that fish.

[chuckles]

[Anita] Well, why don't we try to walk
over to that hill and look for help?

What, with your sense
of direction? No way.

Besides, there's nothing around
but sand and scorpions.

It's better than sitting here
and turning into vulture jerky.

Hey, look, someone's coming!

Is that... our chicken?

Hello, Spot!

Spot, what made you decide
to come along?

A serious error in judgment.

How did you get out here?

What are you talking about?
The road's right over that hill.

Thank you very much, uh, sir.

Y'all come back, now!

This is all your fault.
All my clothes, everything lost!

But you were the one driving.

Ohh! Don't interrupt me
when I'm reassigning blame.

Well, at least the Dearlys will be stuck
in the desert for a long, long time.

[growling]

Get me a car, pronto!

[Roger] Well, it looks like
if we skip Honeymoon Hot Springs,

we can make it to Biddleburg
for spring training

and still have plenty of time
to get to the church!

-Uh-oh!
-[tires screech]

I don't think we're going anywhere.

[Roger] Maybe a day at the beach
wouldn't be such a bad thing.

The beach, eh?

This gives me an idea,

one that will ensure
the Dearlys miss their deadline.

[chuckles] Oooh!

[Roger] Now, this is more like it.

White sand, blue water,
fresh air, and no Cruella.

Ahhh! What more can you ask for?

[sighs] You're right, darling.
I think I'll go for a swim.

But we still have to get going.
We've got a big day ahead of us.

[Roger] Mm-hmm.

[sniffing] Do you smell something?

[sniffing] Yeah. Kind of like old leather.

[both] Cruella!

Excellent! Rhombus is alone.

This will be the perfect chance

for me to test my
"sexy girl at the beach" costume.

I'll have that marriage
broken up in no time.

What are you waiting for?
Inflate me!

[air squeaking]

[Lucky groaning]

You could at least help me paddle.

Ah, we're lost. Why bother?

Just take it easy. This is the life.

No more worries, no more cares.

No more river.

I think we've hit the ocean.

What makes you say that?

[ship horn blows]

Oh, my Aunt Marie!

I need to find a fire hydrant quick!

Let go of me and start paddling!

[screaming]

[leather squeaking]

It's showtime.

-Ohh!
-[leather squeaking]

Ohhh!

[squeaking]

Oh, no! Men are suckers
for that inflatable look!

We've gotta stop that blowfish.
She's evil!

Well, hello, Hunkalicious.

Cowabunga, Moondoggie.

What say we hang ten, dud... uh, dude.

Hello. Do you speak English?

Oh, surf's up!
Let's you and me catch a wave.

[Spot] Aha!

[pop!]

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Huh?

I can't move!

Hey, dudes, surf's up!

[Cruella] Ooh! Ow! Ooh!

Get off of me, you insolent goon!
I...

Let's hang ten!

Oh, no!

Ohh!

[Cruella muttering]

Do you smell something?

[sniffs] Yeah. Smells like
old, wet leather.

Dude, is this one ugly surfboard. Eww!

Rolly, look!

There's Cadpig and everyone!

Hey, over here!

Hey! Lucky, Rolly, you made it back!

Spot, what are you doing here?

Getting my yearly dose
of punishment.

All right, thanks, little puppy dudes.

I thought I'd lost my new board.

[Roger] Well, here we are at last!

Spring training camp
for the Biddleburg Bivalves.

Yeah, this is gonna be great!

I'm gonna get to see
the mighty Bivalves in action.

Did I ever tell you I used to play
for a championship team?

Dear, you were five years old.

Ah, yes, the Pillwater Peewees.

Those were the days.

Well, let's not stay too long.

We don't want to miss
our own wedding.

Yeah, yeah, uh, sure thing, hon.

Whoo-hoo! There's my idol.
First baseman One Shoe Joe!

[Cruella] Pillwater Peewees?

Hey, Jasper, how about a dog
since we're here and all?

Not a bad idea, Horry.

Knock it off, you two!
You know what to do.

I don't want any mess-ups this time.

Wow! This is great!
Better than I ever imagined.

[spits]

Well, I'll be. I still got it.

Hey, here you go, guys!

Oh! Ow! Darn rotator cuff.

[man] Holy hootenanny,
it's Roger Dearly.

I saw you play baseball with
the Pillwater Peewees.

You were the best short... Ow!

Pitcher in the league.

[chuckles] Gee, thanks, guys,

but that was a long time ago.

-We're putting together a new team.
-The Caracas Cucarachas.

And we'd love to have you join.

Of course, you'll have to leave
for Venezuela immediately.

And cancel any other plans
you might have.

Wow! Really?

Oh, this is a lifelong dream come true.

I mean, I'd sure...

No, no, sorry, guys.

I wish I could, but I'm on my way
to get married again.

I would never want to disappoint Anita.
Thanks anyway.

Psst!

She wants us to tickle his hand?

Get his autograph,
you cabbage heads!

-Ow!
-I knew that.

Excuse us, but since
we're such big fans,

could we get your autograph?

Oh, well, certainly.

Press hard. There's a lot of carbons.

Thank you very much.

[dogs yipping]

Here's your copy
of the contract, lady.

Your husband's gonna make
a great ball player.

He'll be leaving for Venezuela
immediately.

What? Oh, no!

This has to be a mistake!

The stench of Cruella's treachery
is all over this

like a fish taco in the hot sun.

Or am I stating the obvious?

Well, I've seen enough for today.

I bet you have.

How could you choose baseball
over our wedding?

What?

Huh? What's this?

Cucarachas?

Venezuela!

Oh, no!

No, Anita, wait. Come on.

There's been a mistake, really.
I didn't do it.

Maybe it's a good thing we were
never married in the first place.

There!

It's up to us to keep this nuclear family
from splitting like an atom.

I'll take care of Anita.

You just get Roger
to the church on time!

[Roger] Anita, wait, I can explain!

Don't go! Please!

Oh, how terrible!
They're going to lose the farm.

How could this have happened?

Oh, I know! I did it.

[cackles]

[theme music playing]