Film Quotes by Betty Lou Gerson

Cruella De Vil: [Trying to write a check for the puppies] Oh blast this pen!
[Shakes it]
Cruella De Vil: Blast this wretched, wretched pen! EH!
[Splatters ink over Pongo and Roger]

Cruella De Vil: Alright, keep the little beasts for all I care! Do what you want with them! Drown them! But I warn you, Anita, we're through! I'm through with all of you! I'll get even! Just wait! You'll be sorry, you fools! You... YOU IDIOTS!

Cruella De Vil: Anita dahling!
Anita: Oh hello Cruella, how are you?
Cruella De Vil: Miserable dahling, as usual, perfectly wretched.

Cruella: [after having driven like a maniac, and startling Jasper and Horace, Cruella criticises their driving] And watch your driving, you imbeciles! Do you want to be nabbed by the Police?

Cruella: Fifteen. Fifteen puppies! How marvelous! How marvelous! How perfectly... Ugh! Oh, the devil take it, they're mongrels. No spots! No spots at all! What a horrid little white rat!
Nanny: They're not mongrels! They'll get their spots. Just wait and see.
Anita: That's right, Cruella. They'll have their spots in a few weeks.
Cruella: Oh, well, in that case I'll take them all. The whole litter. Just name your price, dear.
Anita: I'm afraid we can't give them up. Poor Perdita, she'd be heartbroken.
Cruella: Anita, don't be ridiculous. You can't possibly afford to keep them. You can scarcely afford to feed yourselves.
Anita: Well, I'm sure we'll get along.
Cruella: [laughing] Yes, I know! I know! Roger's...
[laughing]
Cruella: Roger's songs!
[laughs again]

Cruella: When can the puppies leave their mother? Two weeks? Three weeks?
Roger: Never.
Cruella: What?
Roger: W-W-We're n-not s-selling t-the puppies. N-N-Not a sing... a single one. Do you understand?
Cruella: Anita, is he serious? I really don't know Roger.
Anita: Well, Cruella, he seems...
Cruella: Surely he must be joking!
Roger: No, no, no. I-I-I mean it. You're-You're not getting one. N-N-Not one. And that's... that's final!
Cruella: Why, you horrid man! You... you... all right, keep the little beasts for all I care.
[she rips up the cheque]
Cruella: Do as you like with them. Drown them.
[she walks up to Anita]
Cruella: But I warn you, Anita, we're through. I'm through with all of you! I'll get even. Just wait. You'll be sorry! You fools! You... you IDIOTS!

Old Crone: Come with me, m'dear! Granny'll 'ide you!

Anita: Cruella, isn't that a new fur coat?
Cruella De Vil: My only true love, darling. I live for furs. I worship furs! After all, is there a woman in all this wretched world who doesn't?

[Cruella is reading the newspapers headlining the capture of the Dalmatian puppies]
Cruella De Vil: [reads one headline] "Dognapping!" Tsk, tsk, tsk. Can you imagine such a thing?
[reads another headline]
Cruella De Vil: "Fifteen Puppies Stolen". They are darling little things.
[she looks at the photos in the papers of the Radcliffs and their Dalmatians]
Cruella De Vil: Anita.
[Cruella laughs]
Cruella De Vil: And her bashful Beethoven, pipe and all! Oh, Roger, you are a fool!

[first lines]
Narrator: Once upon a time in a faraway land, there was a tiny kingdom, peaceful, prosperous, and rich in romance and tradition. Here in a stately chateau, there lived a widowed gentleman and his little daughter, Cinderella. Although he was a kind and devoted father, and gave his beloved child every luxury and comfort, still he felt she needed a mother's care. And so he married again, choosing for his second wife a woman of good family with two daughters just Cinderella's age, by name, Anastasia and Drizella. It was upon the untimely death of this good man, however, that the stepmother's true nature was revealed. Cold, cruel, and bitterly jealous of Cinderella's charm and beauty, she was grimly determined to forward the interests of her own two awkward daughters. Thus, as time went by, the chateau fell into disrepair, for the family fortunes were squandered upon the vain and selfish stepsisters while Cinderella was abused, humiliated, and finally forced to become a servant in her own house. And yet, through it all, Cinderella remained ever gentle and kind, for with each dawn she found new hope that someday her dreams of happiness would come true.