:19:04
Fifteen.
Fifteen puppies!
:19:07
How marvellous.
:19:09
How marvellous,
how perfectly... ugh!
:19:12
The devil take it.
They're mongrels... no spots!
:19:16
No spots at all.
What a horrid little white rat.
:19:19
They're not mongrels!
:19:21
They'll get their spots.
Just wait and see.
:19:25
That's right. They'll have
their spots in a few weeks.
:19:28
Oh, well, in that case I'll
take them all. The whole litter.
:19:31
Just name your price, dear.
:19:34
I'm afraid
we can't give them up.
:19:37
- Poor Perdita, she'd be heartbroken.
- Anita, don't be ridiculous.
:19:40
You can't afford to keep them.
You can scarcely feed yourselves.
:19:44
I'm sure
we'll get along.
:19:46
Yes, I know. I know!
:19:49
Roger's...
Roger's songs!
:19:57
Enough of this nonsense. I'll pay you
twice what they're worth.
:20:00
I'm being
more than generous.
:20:02
Blast this pen.
:20:04
Blast this wretched,
wretched pen!
:20:11
When can the puppies
leave their mother?
:20:13
Two weeks?
Three weeks?
:20:15
Never.
:20:18
- What?
- We're not selling the puppies.
:20:22
Not a single one.
Do you understand?
:20:25
Anita, is he serious?
:20:28
I really
don't know Roger.
:20:30
- Cruella, he...
- Surely he must be joking!
:20:34
No, no, no.
I mean it.
:20:36
You're not getting one.
Not one.
:20:39
And that's... final.
:20:43
Why, you horrid man!
:20:47
You... you...
:20:49
All right, keep the little
beasts for all I care.
:20:53
Do as you like with them.
Drown them!
:20:55
But I warn you, Anita,
I'm through with all of you!
:20:59
I'll get even.
Just wait.