Cruella De Vil Quotes in 101 Dalmatians (1996)

Frederick: I thought we liked stripes this year.

Cruella De Vil: What kind of sycophant are you?

Frederick: Uh, what kind of sycophant would you like me to be?

Cruella De Vil: We lose more women to marriage than war, famine, and disease.

Cruella De Vil: All right. Keep the little beasts. Do what you like with them. Drown them, for all I care. You're a *fool*, Anita! I have no use for fools. You're fired, you're finished, you'll never work in fashion again! I'm through with all of you! I'll get even! Just wait. You'll be sorry. You fools! You IDIOTS!

Cruella De Vil: Alonzo. The drawing.

[Alonzo looks confused]

Cruella De Vil: [shrieking] Take the drawing from Anita, and hand it to me! Is that difficult?

[Alonzo gives her the drawing, then Cruella snatches it]

Cruella De Vil: Thank you. Now go and stand somewhere until I need you.

Cruella De Vil: [to a racoon who has just stolen her hat and is wearing it] Darling, red isn't your color. Give me the hat. Give me the hat, or you will become a hat. GIVE IT TO ME!

Cruella De Vil: Congratulations. You've just won gold, silver, and bronze in the Morons Olympics!

Horace: [mouthing hesitantly, then speaking out loud] Who won the gold?

Cruella De Vil: [screaming] Shut up! My business, my reputation, my life, has been ruined because you three incompetent twits let yourselves be outsmarted by a bunch of dumb animals! And you call yourselves men? Huh? I've seen more intelligent pieces of carpet!

[suddenly, they notice, too late, a skunk that promptly sprays them all; they all start screaming their heads off and pound against the police van walls]

Cruella De Vil: [to Skinner on the phone] Mr. Skinner, suspicions are mounting. Police are everywhere. I want the job done tonight. Can you do it?

Skinner: [taps one of the keys on the phone several times to communicate]

Cruella De Vil: Any way you want. Poison them, drown them, bash them on the head. Got any chloroform? I don't care how you kill the little beasts, just do it, and do it now!

Cruella De Vil: I live for fur, I worship fur. After all, is there a woman in all this wretched world who doesn't?

Cruella De Vil: And you must be Rufus.

Cruella De Vil: [scary whisper] Oh, yes! I love the smell of near extinction!

Cruella De Vil: You... BEASTS! But I'm not beaten yet. You've won the battle, but I'm about to win the wardrobe. My spotty puppy coat is in plain sight and leaving tracks. In a moment I'll have what I came for, while all of you will end up as sausage meat, alone on some sad, plastic plate. Dead and meaty and red. No friends, no family, no pulse. Just slapped between two buns, smothered in onions, with fries on the side. Cruella De Vil has the last laugh!

[Cruella has spotted the dogs running away across a field]

Cruella De Vil: Bingo!

[sarcastically]

Cruella De Vil: Poor little things. I'm gonna cut you off, then cut you up!

[sinister chuckle]

Cruella De Vil: [walking through a farmyard] This is extraordinary. I am reduced to tramping through SEWAGE! Because my two imbeciles can't keep track of a bunch of infant dogs!

Jasper: [as they meet up to discuss their plan for Cruella's coat] Ah, ma'am, what a beautiful day it is out there! Sun shining, blue skies, the laughter of schoolchildren riding on the gentle breeze.

Cruella De Vil: Get on with it, you imbecile!

Cruella De Vil: Be sure to let me know when the blessed event occurs.

Anita: [thinking that Cruella is talking about the baby] It won't be for another 8 months.

Cruella De Vil: The puppies, darling. I have no use for babies.

Cruella De Vil: My faith in your limited intelligence is momentarily restored.

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 De Vil: [Trying to write a check to buy the puppies] Come now, I'm being more than generous. Blast this pen!

[Shakes it]

Cruella De Vil: Blast this wretched, wretched pen!

[Splatters ink all over Pongo and Roger]

Cruella De Vil: Anita, darling!

Anita: How are you?

Cruella De Vil: Miserable, darling, as usual, perfectly wretched.

Cruella De Vil: I've got no time to argue. I tell you, it's got to be done tonight!

[Turns off television set]

Cruella De Vil: Do you understand? Tonight!

Horace: But they ain't big enough.

Jasper: You couldn't get half a dozen coats out of the whole kaboodle.

Seargent Tibs: [whispering] Coats? Dog skin coats?

Cruella De Vil: Then we'll settle for half a dozen!

Jasper: [Jasper coughs]

Cruella De Vil: We can't wait! The police are everywhere. I want the job done tonight!

Horace: How're we gonna do it?

Cruella De Vil: Any way you like. Poison them. Drown them. Bash them in the head. You got any chloroform?

Jasper: Not a drop.

Horace: And no ether, either.

Jasper: [Hits Horace over the head with bottle]

Jasper: Either!

Cruella De Vil: I don't care how you kill the little beasts, but do it, and do it now!

Jasper: Aw, please, miss. Have pity, will you? Can't we see the rest of the show first?

Horace: We want to see "What's My Crime?"

[Cruella takes Jasper's bottle causing him to cough and throws it into the fireplace, where it explodes; she slaps both of them in the face]

Cruella De Vil: Now listen, you idiots! I'll be back first thing in the morning. And the job better be done or I'll I'll I'll call the police! Do you understand?

Seargent Tibs: [She slams the door behind her; a piece of plaster falls off the ceiling and on Horace's head]

Horace: I think she means it, Jasper.

[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 and her...

[laughs]

Cruella De Vil: and her bashful Beethoven, pipe and all!

[laughs]

Cruella De Vil: Oh, Roger, you are a fool!

[laughs]

Cruella De Vil: [on the phone with Jasper] Jasper! Jasper, you idiot! How dare you call here?

Jasper: But we don't want no more of this here! We want our bootle! We'll settle for half!

Cruella De Vil: Not one shilling until the job is done! Understand?

Horace: Jasper! Jasper!

[shows newspaper]

Jasper: [to Cruella] But it's here in the blinkin' papers! Pictures and all!

Cruella De Vil: Hang the papers! It'll be forgotten tomorrow!

Horace: I don't like it, Jasper. I.

Jasper: [to Horace] Ahh, shut up, you idiot!

Cruella De Vil: [shouts] What?

Jasper: [to Cruella] Oh, no! Not you, Miss! I mean Horace, here!

Cruella De Vil: Why, you imbecile!

Cruella De Vil: Well, any sign of them?

Jasper: Not so much as a blooming footprint. And we've been up and down every blicking road in the county.

Horace: We're froze stiff. We're giving up.

Cruella De Vil: Oh, no, you don't! We'll find the little mongrels if it takes till next Christmas. Now get going! And watch your driving, you imbeciles! Do you wanna get nabbed by the police?

Anita: Oh, it'll be at least three weeks. No rushing these things, you know.

Cruella De Vil: [chuckles] Anita, you're such a wit.

[calls Pongo]

Cruella De Vil: Here dog, here. Here, dog.

Pongo: [Growls at Cruella angrily]

Anita: Oh, I'd like a nice fur, but there are other nice things...

Cruella De Vil: Sweet, simple Anita! I know, I know! This horrid little house is your dream castle! And poor Roger is your bold and fearless Sir Galahad!

[laughs]

Anita: Oh, Cruella...

Cruella De Vil: And then of course, you have your little spotted friends...

[She peers at a picture of Pongo and Perdita and blows smoke around it]

Cruella De Vil: Yes I must say, such perfectly beautiful coats...

Cruella De Vil: Well what have we here?

[looking at the snow]

Cruella De Vil: So they thought they could outwit Cruella?

[Honking car horn]

Cruella De Vil: Jasper! Horace! Here's their tracks heading straight for the village!

Jasper: Blimey! It's them, all right.

Cruella De Vil: Work your way south on the side roads. I'll take the main road.

[Driving off]

Cruella De Vil: See you in Dinsford!

Judge: Cruella DeVil...

Cruella de Vil: Do call me Ella; Cruella sounds so... cruel.

Alonzo: [Cruella starts reacting wildly to seeing spots surrounding her] Ella? Would you be more comfortable in the car?... Ella? Miss. de Vil?

Cruella de Vil: Not Ella. Ella's gone! And Cruella is...

[screams]

Cruella de Vil: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKK!

[Cruella's frenzied scream morphs into a evil cackle as Alonzo gasps/wails noisily with horror]

Cruella de Vil: Don't worry - I've got a perfectly good idiot to take the fall for it.

[Alonso smiles]

Cruella de Vil: Not you, Alonso, another idiot.

Cruella de Vil: Only two minions to abuse? Oh Jean-Pierre, the world is so unfair.

Chloe Simon: Cruella de Vil, that wretched...

Cruella de Vil: Philanthropist?

Cruella de Vil: Alonzo! Find the rat and kill it! Le Pelt and I will be on the Orient Express!

Alonzo: K... k... k... KILL?

Cruella de Vil: The last time I underestimated a puppy, I wound up in the pokey!

Cruella de Vil: Just a teensy, weensy heckle? You know - MURDERER!

[from the trailer]

Cruella de Vil: [to the audience] Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Surprise!

Cruella de Vil: Alonso, I need you.

Alonzo: I'm yours.

Cruella de Vil: Banish yourself with a torch, large sack and rubber soled shoes; meanwhile I need a furrier, oh, and I know just where to find him, a-ha ha.

Cruella de Vil: My dalmatian puppy coat. The coat of dreams. The ultimate fur coat, that was denied me by that canine cabal, for which I have lost THREE YEARS OF MY LIFE! Alonso, we're going to make them pay.

Alonzo: Yes. How much?

Cruella de Vil: Dipstick, she called him. What fiendish justice! He escaped me, but I shall wreak my vengeance on the next generation.

Alonzo: Sounds wonderful.

Cruella de Vil: Faint heart never won fur lady!