Rayman Legends Adventures in 101 Dalmatians/Script

Teresa and her family had just gotten off their plane at the airport and had arrived in London.

"I can't believe we're here," Cynthia said with emotion.

"It's so good that your dad won these plane tickets where we could come to London," added Ellie.

"Well, we better check in," replied Alan.

"Oh, but first, can we check out the sights, please," Teresa begged her parents.

"Oh, alright, a little sightseeing wouldn't hurt," her parents agreed.

While Alan got the family checked into a hotel, Teresa and the rest of her family went walking through the town. Soon they ended up at a park.

"It's so beautiful," Ellie said while in awe. "I'm glad we came here," added Cynthia, while sighing.

"Hey, guys, check this out. The discovery of a prized Siberian tiger murdered this morning at the London Zoo.  Police believe the murder was likely committed to a private furrier," Martin said while reading the newspaper.

"It's horrible," said Cynthia.

"Who would do such a cruel fact," Teresa added, who hated the fashion how animals were murdered for their fur to be used as coats and accessories.

The family continued walking through the park enjoying themselves, but suddenly, they heard what sounded like shrieks of panic.

"Hey, what's all the fuss," asked Martin. Teresa pushed her road through the crowd to see a dalmatian racing through the park while tied to his owner's bike, with his owner quite panicked.

"Hey, look, a dalmatian," Teresa said in emotion. Now of course, she had many dogs and other pets before, but Teresa had always wanted a dalmatian.

"Oh, my heavens," Ellie gasped. "I think he needs help," said Martin.

Teresa and her family watched as the leash snapped from the bike and the dalmatian ran away, while his owner smashed his bike into the pond.

"Oh, that must hurt," Martin flinched.

"I'll go get the dog," Teresa said, as she went away to follow the anxious dalmatian, while Teresa's family went over to help the dog's owner out of the pond.

"Are you alright, sir," Ellie asked, while helping the man up.

"I'm fine, but something's wrong with my dog," the man replied.

"What just happened," the twins asked at the same time.

"He just took away like he saw something reluctant," replied the yet soaking man.

"What's your name," Ellie asked. "Roger Radcliffe," the man responded.

Meanwhile, Teresa had eventually caught up with the dalmatian at the far side of the park.

"Hey, boy, what's the rush," Teresa asked as she approached the eagerly dog.

"I'm trying to find a mate for my pet. Wait a moment, did you just speak to me," the spotted dog asked.

"Yes, I can speak to animals, it's a long story. What's your name," Teresa asked.

"Pongo," the adult dog replied.

"That's an interesting name, and who's your pet, Pongo," Teresa asked, a little confused to what the dalmatian was speaking about.

"Why, my pet Roger, I'm fed up with living the single life and I think I just found the perfect companions for me and my pet," Pongo pointed over to a young woman and her female dalmatian sitting on a bench.

"Oh, I understand," said Teresa, having a feeling that it was meant to be.

Teresa and Pongo noticed the woman and her dalmatian starting to leave. Pongo tried to go after them, but out of nowhere, Roger pounced on Pongo.

"Teresa, I see you found Pongo," said Ellie, as she and the twins came over with Roger.

"C'mon, old renegade, we're going home," Roger said, while he caught a hold of Pongo's collar.

But Teresa could see the determination in Pongo's eyes that he wasn't giving up. Teresa and her family watched as Pongo continuously dragged Roger along and tangled his leash up around Roger and the young woman. Through all the confusion, the two humans ended up falling into the pond, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"

These yells were so loud that it echoed across the park. "Well, it went well," Martin said sarcastically.

"I'm very sorry, miss," Roger tried to apologize the woman.

"Whatever please, go away, you've done enough," the woman said, while she pulled out her handkerchief, but it appeared to be wet.

"I mean take mine," Roger offered his handkerchief, but it was also soaking wet.

Then the two of them started to laugh. Pongo looked over to the female Dalmatian and she grinned back at him. Teresa had a feeling that the two young couples would be together forever.

Shortly after, Teresa and her family were invited to the wedding, hearing the frustrated couple shout his name.

After six months, Teresa and her family came back to London to visit Roger and Anita at their new home to congratulate the young couple.

"It's so good to see you again," Ellie grinned to the couple.

"Would you mind some tea," Anita asked.

"Perhaps just a little bit," Alan replied. Soon Nanny came in with some tea and cupcakes.

"Good to see you again, Nanny," Cynthia said.

"Me as well, dear ones," Nanny grinned to the children.

"Roger darling, teatime," Anita called. Pongo barked as well.

Roger had been working on a new song and it was almost finished, he just needed the perfect lyrics. Teresa and her family also heard the emotional news that Pongo and Perdita were expecting puppies. Teresa really hoped to keep one of the puppies once they were old enough to leave their mother.

"Why am I not surprised," Teresa grinned as she came over to greet the dalmatian couple before Perdita sighed.

"Perdita darling, are you alright," Pongo asked his mate in worry.

"Huh? Oh, of course, my darling.  After all, dogs were having puppies long before our time," Perdita grinned as she licked her mate.

"Where do the puppies come from," the twins asked in emotion.

"At least three weeks," Anita replied.

"Pongo, you rascal," Teresa smirked at the dalmatian while she petted his head.

Teresa and the twins grinned and watched as Pongo and Perdita started to speak about how they were going to raise their puppies, and soon it turned into song how they'd be a perfect family.

Teresa grinned at the dalmatian couple, but everyone stopped as they all heard honking and a jaguar car fast approaching.

"Oh, Pongo," Perdita gasped, "it's her, it's that devilish woman!"

Teresa and her siblings watched as the car screeched to a stop right in front of the house. Perdita ran out of the room and hid under the stove in the kitchen.

"Who's that," Cynthia asked.

"Oh, it must be Cruella, Anita's devoted old schoolmate," Roger replied as he came over to the window.

"Weren't you also one of her fashion designers," Ellie asked Anita.

"Yes, but that was long before I met Roger," Anita replied.

"Didn't she also say she had a son," Martin spoke up, asking.

"Yes, his name is Tim, and she also has a niece named Lex along with many other creepy relatives," Teresa said.

"Wait! Cruella got busy," Alan gasped in shock.

"I don't even want to know," Cynthia said, as the topic made her extremely uncomfortable.

"That's it! Cruella De-Vil, Cruella De-Vil, if she doesn't frighten you, no evil thing would," Roger began to sing, as he started coming up with lyrics for his song.

"To see her is to take a sudden chill, Cruella, Cruella," Martin continued.

"That's really smart. Let me try," Teresa chuckled, before she came up with some more lyrics, "she's like a spider waiting for the murder."

"Roger, children, she'll listen to you," Anita warned them to be silent. Teresa and her family continued to laugh over Roger's song.

"Let her in, Nanny," Anita warned her. Without warning, Cruella barged into the house, letting herself in. Teresa didn't know what to think as she first saw Cruella. She also brought her pet ferret Gordy with her.

"Anita, darling," Cruella said as she entered. "How are you," Anita asked.

"Miserable darling as always, perfectly miserable," Cruella replied.

"Alriiiiight," Teresa said awkwardly.

"Oh, I'd like you to meet some friends, these are the Greenwoods," Anita introduced to Teresa's family.

"Uh, it's a pleasure to eventually meet you in person, Miss De-Vil," Teresa awkwardly said.

"Yes, yes, darling, whatever," Cruella said, as she paid no attention to Teresa or her family.

Cruella started looking frantically around the house for something, almost running into Pongo. Gordy left Cruella and started sneaking around as well, he looked over at Pongo and Teresa and hissed at them.

"Ugh, that rat is ugly," Teresa hissed back at the sneaky weasel. Everyone was disgusted as the room filled up with Cruella's smoking.

"For heaven's sake, where are they," Cruella kept asking.

"What are you speaking about," Cynthia asked.

"The kittens. There's no time for games, where are the little brutes," Cruella demanded.

"Oh, it'll be at least three weeks. Don't rush these facts, you know," Jasmine replied.

Cruella looked over to Pongo and tried to call him over, but he backed off and growled. Teresa would've done the same, as she was very much like a dog herself.

"Is that a fur coat," Ellie asked Cruella.

"It's my only true love, I live for fur, I adore fur," Cruella said.

Teresa always hated how some people were evil enough to murder animals and use their fur for fashion and other stuff. Teresa and Pongo moved the farthest away from Cruella as the frowned, never taking their eyes off her.

"After all, is there any woman in this miserable world who doesn't," Cruella continued.

Teresa and Pongo smirked as they heard Roger continuing to play his song about Cruella. Then Cruella looked over to a picture of the dalmatians hanging from the wall.

"Yes, I must say that these are such beautiful coats," said Cruella.

"How disgusting," Teresa muttered to her siblings.

"Do you want some tea, Cruella," Anita offered.

"No, I have to run, darling. Let me know if the puppies arrive.  See you in three weeks.  Cheerios.  Cheerio, darling," Cruella said as she left the house. Gordy took one last look at Teresa and snickered evilly as he left with Cruella.

"Eventually, I thought she'd never leave," Teresa sighed.

"I couldn't agree more," Alan added.

Then Teresa, the twins and Pongo went to check on Perdita in the kitchen.

"Perdy...you alright? She's gone now," Teresa calmly said.

"That witch, that devilish woman who loves our puppies, that's all she's looking for," Perdita said out of fear.

"Don't worry, Perdy, we won't let that baddie take the puppies," said Cynthia.

"She's right, nothing's going to happen to our kittens," Pongo assured his mate.

"Yes, that wicked witch won't lay a finger on any of them, not while I'm around," Martin added, acting all hard as he buffed out his chest.

"But what has she done with them? She can't possibly love them.  Oh, guys, she was so happy at first and now...I wish I didn't have any," Perdita started to weep.

Pongo and the children started to console poor Perdita in this rough time.

"It's gonna be alright," Teresa said, hugging Perdita.

Three weeks later, Teresa and her family were called over to the Radcliffe residents as Perdita was about to give birth. It was a stormy night in October. Teresa and her family, along with Roger and Pongo, waited in the kitchen.

It was silent as the twins grew bored. Martin was hanging upside-down while Cynthia was humming and fidgeting with her fingers, and Teresa was pacing back and forth. Pongo was also concerned, he and Teresa would come up to the door to listen what was going on. Nanny would come in time to time to get the towels, but she didn't say anything.

"Ugh, it's been three hours," Martin complained, "it takes forever."

"Ugh, the miracle of birth must be a nap feast," Cynthia moaned.

"Are you sure we shouldn't call the vet," Alan asked Roger.

Teresa could see Pongo was really hesitant. "It's gonna be alright, Pongo," Teresa comforted the overwhelming dalmatian father.

"The puppies are here," Nanny almost shouts, causing Pongo to jump in Roger's arms.

"You're the father, Pongo," Teresa cheered.

"How much," Ellie asked. "Eight," Nanny responded.

Everyone cheered while Pongo and Roger danced around the room.

"Wait a moment, thirteen. No, no, fourteen," Nanny came back into the room.

"Wow, Pongo, what have you been doing here," Teresa asked.

"Fifteen and the mothers are fine," Nanny announced, as Pongo seemed drunk with happiness.

"Wow! Fifteen puppies, that's amazing," said Cynthia. "Congratulations, Pongo," added Alan.

"Why, Pongo, you old bastard," said Roger.

Just then, Nanny came with a puppy wrapped in a bundle. "Fourteen, we lost one. Oh, poor baby," said Nanny, as she handed over the lifeless puppy to Roger.

"Oh, guys, it's just one of these facts," Roger sighed. Then Teresa had a thought and so did Roger.

"I wonder what's been happening to them," they both said.

Roger started to rub the puppy, trying to revive him, but nothing happened at first. "Let me try," said Teresa. Roger handed the puppy over to Teresa, as she gently rubbed her fingers across the puppy's back, while Ellie and the twins said a fast prayer.

Suddenly, everyone gasped in joy as the puppy started to move. "Look, Pongo," said Roger.

"Well, I don't believe it," Alan grinned. "It's a miracle," added Jane.

"Teresa, you saved him," said John, as they were all proud of her.

"Let's call him Lucky," Teresa suggested, as she looked down at the newborn puppy.

"I think that's the perfect name for him," Pongo agreed, as he touched noses with his newborn son.

"Hi, Lucky," the twins grinned as they looked down at him.

"Anita, Nanny, we have fifteen more," said Roger, while everyone cheered.

"Oh, Roger, he's fine. Thank heaven," said Anita, as she came in with Nanny.

"Teresa saved him," the twins added. "You can imagine fifteen puppies," said Anita.

Just then, everyone gasped as Cruella de Vil appeared past the doorway.

"What's she doing here," Teresa growled while she held Lucky close to her, protecting him.

"Fifteen puppies, how wonderful, how perfect---" Cruella said, as she came to take a look at Lucky, but immediately backed off and gasped. "Oh, the hell take it. They're mongrels.  No stains, what a horrible little white rat," Cruella said, as she was mocking Lucky even though he was just born.

"They're not mongrels," Cynthia immediately protested.

"They'll receive their places," Martin added while defending the puppies.

"That's right, Cruella, they'll have their seats in a few weeks," Anita informed her.

"Oh, well. In that case, I'll take them all.  Just name your price, darling," said Cruella.

"I'm afraid we can't give them up, poor Perdita, she'd be brokenhearted," said Anita.

"Anita, don't be funny. You can't possibly afford to keep them.  I'll pay you twice what they're worth.  C'mon now, I'm more than generous," Cruella urged.

Teresa, Pongo and the rest of the family swiftly grew upset with Cruella.

"Where can the puppies leave their mother? Two weeks, three weeks," Cruella asked.

"We don't sell the puppies, not a single one," Roger spoke up, much to Cruella's surprise.

"Anita, is he serious? I really don't know Roland.  Certainly, he must be joking," Cruella chuckled.

"No, I mean it, you don't get one and that's it," Roger deliberately said. Teresa, Pongo and the twins firmly nodded in response.

"Alright, save the little beasts for whatever I care. Do what you want with them.  Drown them!  But I warn you, Anita, we're finished.  I'm done with all of you!  I'll get even, just you wait.  You'll regret this, you fools!  YOU IDIOTS," Cruella yelled as she left in rage, while Pongo barked.

"Oh, Roger, you were wonderful, darling," Anita said as she hugged her husband.

"Yes, you must have warned that witch," added Alan, patting Roger on the back. Everyone cheered.

Pongo, Teresa and the twins ran downstairs to warn Perdita the news.

"How are you, Perdy," Teresa asked, as she came over to the new mother.

"I tried a little, but it was worth it," Perdita grinned to her puppies.

"Oh, they're so cute," the twins squeaked with joy, while looking at the puppies.

"Perdy, darling. We keep all the puppies.  My old pet Roger warned the devilish woman not to take it!  She's gone for good," said Pongo.

"Oh, Pongo," Perdita sighed. Pongo grinned as he slept with his mate and new puppies, while Teresa and the twins grinned. But Teresa had a strange feeling that this wasn't the last time they'd see that devil witch.

For the next few weeks, Teresa and her siblings would come and visit the puppies, it was such a joy to watch them grow up. Teresa had named all of the puppies herself and among them all was her favorite pup Lucky. Lucky had lived up to his name due to the horseshoe shaped marks on his back. Today was the last day Teresa and her family would visit the puppies, as they were leaving tomorrow to go back home to America.

Teresa and her siblings arrived at the Radcliffe residents that night and were greeted by the puppies. "OK, that's it, we're happy to see you as well," Teresa laughed, as she had a pile of puppies licking her face.

"Glad you're here, we could help with dinner," said Nanny. Teresa helped out by stuffing dinner for the pups. Soon a stampede of puppies came racing into the kitchen, almost knocking over the twins.

"Wow, Rolly certainly eats a ton," said Martin while he watched the pudgy puppy, who was his favorite along with Patch.

"Now we know why Teresa called him Rolly," Cynthia chuckled.

Teresa looked around the room and soon found Lucky. "How's my favorite lucky puppy," Teresa grinned as she greeted the adventurous little pup.

"I'm fine," Lucky replied. "Have I been on any adventures lately," Teresa asked.

"A lot of Rolly and Cadpig adventures, we've been pretending to be like Thunderbolt," Lucky responded.

"Speaking of which" Teresa said.

After dinner, the family went into the living room to watch the pup's favorite TV show: Thunderbolt. "C'mon, Thunderbolt," the puppies chanted.

"I must say Thunderbolt is amazing," said Cynthia.

"But not as good as Lassie, Balto or Rin-Tin-Tin," Teresa commented.

"Thunderbolt's the biggest dog in the world," said Jewel.

"He's even better than Dad," added Patch.

"No dog's better than Daddy," said Penny, who was clearly daddy's little girl.

"What's he going to do, Dad," asked Freckles, who was sitting on top of Pongo's head.

"Let's just wait and see," Pongo replied. The family continued watching the TV as the bad guy, Dirty Dawson was hiding from Thunderbolt.

"That dirty old Dawson, I'd like to rip his millers apart," Patch growled while tugging on the rug. Patch was another one of Teresa's favorite of the puppies, along with Rolly and Cadpig.

"Why, Patch, where have you ever heard of that? Certainly not from your mother," Perdita said while she turned to Pongo, giving him a scolding look. Pongo grinned sheepishly.

Soon Lucky got up to the front of the TV, blocking the view for the rest of the pups.

"Lucky, come down, you can't see," the other puppies complained. "Teresa, make him come down," said Patch.

"C'mon, Lucky. Come down from the TV, please," Perdita warned the little pup. Lucky listened to Teresa, he seemed to really respond to her even though Teresa wasn't his owner. Yet Teresa felt like a second mother to Lucky.

While everyone continued watching the show, Teresa couldn't get the strange thought of Cruella de Vil out of her head.

"Everything alright, Teresa," asked a dimwitted puppy with a black tail, who Teresa named Dipstick.

"What? Oh, yes, sure," Teresa snapped out of her thoughts.

"It was Cruella again, wasn't it," whispered Martin, seeming to read his older sister's thoughts.

"Uh-huh, man, she sure reminds me of our mean Aunt Tweedy," Teresa said.

"You mean the witch in that story you warned us about, who tried to turn these chickens into pies," asked Fidget.

"But you and Ginger built a plane for the chickens to fly from that farm to freedom," added Two-Tone.

"Even, luckily, we found a bird sanctuary for the chickens to call home. I'm glad we don't have to concern about the Tweedys anymore," Teresa explained.

"How is Ginger," Perdita asked Teresa.

"She's doing great now that she's freed from that horrible farm. She and Rocky got together and had 2 puppies.  And Nobby is....well...he's yet as silly as ever.  It's funny, the last time I was visiting, Rocky said he wanted to join the circus and learn to fly like his father," Teresa laughed at an old memory.

"Can we visit them," asked Cadpig, who was the other runt of the litter, along with Lucky.

"Not yet, I promised Ginger I'd keep the sanctuary's location a secret. She and the others are yet getting used to trusting humans, as the only other humans they've known besides me are the evil Tweedys.  You see, it took a while for Ginger to trust me.  But soon they'll be ready, I warned Ginger about you guys and she and the others would love to meet you all," Teresa explained.

"That's wonderful," Perdita replied, "I agree."

Soon everyone turned their focus back to the TV and continued watching the show. The twins covered their eyes once Dirty Dawson fired his gun at Thunderbolt.

"Oh, dear, he shot poor Thunderbolt," said Cynthia.

"He missed him, old Thunder's pretending it's one of his tricks," Patch explained.

Lucky got back up on the TV again, much to the other puppies' complaints. But as Dirty Dawson appeared on the screen, laughing, Lucky immediately got afraid and jumped into Teresa's lap. The puppies barked at the fight between Thunderbolt and Dirty Dawson until they fell off the cliff and into the river.

"Wow, what a fall," said Martin. "Old Thunder always wins," added Patch.

Soon the episode ended with a commercial for a dog-food brand called Kanine Krunchies. The mouse children found the tune catchy, yet a little annoying.

"Um, Perdy, we'd better get the puppies to bed if we're going for a w-a-l-k," Pongo tried to whisper. But the pups knew that their parents always went out for a walk after the show. And the pups had always wanted to join their parents on a walk. Pongo looked over to Teresa and noticed she seemed agitated.

"What's wrong," he asked the nine-year-old in worry.

"Oh, nothing, it's just that I can't get the thought of Cruella out of my head," Teresa explained.

"Why don't you join us for a ride," Perdita offered.

"Yes, I think a little fresh air and a good walk would take my mind off facts," Teresa agreed.

"Can we put the puppies to bed," the twins offered. "Sure," Teresa and the dalmatian couple agreed.

Pongo and Teresa started counting the puppies, they reached fourteen.

"Huh, who are we losing," Pongo thought. "I think I do," Teresa chuckled as she found Lucky yet over past the TV.

"C'mon, you rascal, bedtime," Teresa grinned as she picked up Lucky.

Soon Teresa and the dalmatian couple went out for their walk, but Teresa couldn't get the strange feeling though that something bad was going to happen. The nine-year-old felt a chill down her spine as they passed a car, it was like they were being watched. Meanwhile, Nanny and the twins had just gotten the puppies off to bed.

"Aren't they adorable if they sleep," Cynthia grinned to the sleeping pups. Just then the doorbell rang, Nanny went to respond it.

"That's strange, it's ten o'clock at night, who would be here at this hour," questioned Martin as the seven-year-old twins found it strange and suspicious.

After a few seconds, the twins heard a loud argument in the hallway. The twins gasped in fear as two badasses entered the room.

"Who are you," the twins asked in fear. "That's none of your business," the taller one huffed.

The two badasses opened the curtains and found the puppies. "Give me the bag," the taller one instructed. The twins were too afraid and shocked at the moment to do anything, they just watched. The taller one looked over at one puppy with black ears, whose name was Whizzer. He was Cynthia's favorite puppy, along with Two-Tone and Fidget. Just as the badass was about to reach out and catch Whizzer, he took a bite of the badass's hand, causing him to hit his head above on the counter, the twins snickered. Then the taller badass snatched Whizzer up by the neck. "Small....spotted puppy," he growled.

The badasses started putting the puppies in the sack. The twins tried to stop them, but were seized. "Your parents never taught you that's it not polite to kick someone," the taller one scolded Martin.

"C'mon, Horace, let's go," the taller one warned the other badass.

"But Jasper, how about them," Horace asked his brother about the twins.

"You're right, they saw a lot, take them," Jasper ordered.

"What? No," the twins gasped.

Soon the badasses left with the puppies, along with the twins, holding them hostage as well.

"AAHHHH," came a shriek from downstairs.

"What the heck was that," Anita asked.

"Something horrible has happened," said Roger as he and Anita ran out of the room and went downstairs, only to find Nanny standing in the doorway to the dogs' room, weeping. They looked inside and saw that the room was empty.

"Oh! The puppies!  The puppies!  They're gone!  Patch?  Lucky?  Rolly?  Oh, they took the puppies," said Nanny before running out the door. "Oh...whatever have I done?! These bastards, they stole the puppies," she shrieked as she ran outside, "police?  Help!  The puppies.  Police!  Somebody, that's the end," she growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "HEEELLLPPP!!!"

This yell was so loud that it echoed across the street. Meanwhile, Teresa and the dogs stopped past the park, Roger and Anita sat down on a nearby bench and spoke. But Teresa yet couldn't get the thought out of her head about Cruella.

"Teresa, why are you so depressed," asked Perdita.

"I'm just concerned about the puppies, I mean Cruella said she'd get back at us," Teresa explained.

"You were there at night Roger warned you, remember, and we haven't seen this woman from the devil ever since. What could happen," Pongo explained.

Just then, Teresa and the dalmatians heard dogs barking. Now even though Teresa couldn't understand the translation very well, she knew something horrible had just happened. Teresa and the dalmatians swiftly ran back home, shortly followed by Roger and Anita. As they arrived, Teresa and the dalmatians ran inside straight to the kitchen where the puppies slept. But they froze in their tracks as they found the basket empty.

"Where are my brother and sister," Teresa asked desperately in panic, as she frantically searched around the house, but couldn't find them.

"Nanny, what just happened," asked Anita.

"Two men, they took the cubs and the twins," Nanny responded.

"WHAT," Teresa asked, out of shock.

"I tried to stop them, they locked me in the closet. I shriek and yell, but no one shows up," Nanny explained.

Perdita came over to the empty basket, but turned back to Pongo. Everyone felt disgraceful for the loss of the puppies especially Teresa, since her siblings were also taken as well, hearing the frustrated cook call for help.

It had been almost a week since the puppies were dog-napped. Teresa's parents had cancelled their flight back home due to the twins being taken as well. Everyone was mournful, but Pongo saw that Teresa was depressed most of all.

"I should've stayed behind," Teresa said, feeling disgraceful of herself.

"It's not your fault, Teresa," Pongo said, trying to comfort the nine-year-old girl.

"But I sensed that would happen. I have dog instincts and haven't done anything about it.  And now, your puppies and my siblings are gone," Teresa complained.

Just then, the two of them heard Teresa's dad arguing on the phone with the police.

"Look, mister. I don't care that it's your day, I want everyone on the troupe in Scotland Yard out there if we'll find my children," Alan yelled before he hung up.

Alan was starting to get outraged and ended up yelling at everyone else in the room.

"I'm sorry," he swiftly apologized, realizing his bad actions. "It's alright, Dad," Teresa assured him.

"You know who did that, don't you," Roger asked the rest of the family, sounding obvious who.

"I wouldn't be the least bit surprised," added Nanny.

Teresa knew Cruella was behind this, even though she'd already been investigated by Scotland Yard.

"Roger, I admit she's eccentric, but she's not a thief," Anita defended.

"Well, Cruella's yet the number one suspect in my book," said Roger.

"Ditto," added Teresa and Alan. "Oh, guys, what have we done," said Ellie.

Everyone felt hopeless as they'd tried everything to find the puppies and the twins, but yet no luck. Teresa and Pongo looked at each other and realized they had to take matter into their own hands. Teresa followed Pongo into the kitchen where Perdita was lying down past the puppy's basket.

"Perdy, I'm afraid it's up to us now," Pongo warned his mate.

"Oh, Pongo, is there no hope," Perdita asked, sounding desperate.

"Well, there is one, the Twilight Bark," said Pongo. "The Twilight Bark? What's that," asked Teresa.

"That's the only fastest road to send the messages," Pongo replied. "It's just a coincidence," Perdita complained.

"If our pups and your siblings are anywhere in town, the London dogs will know," Pongo warned Teresa and Perdita.

Perdita came over to Pongo and started weeping, concerned about her puppies.

"I promise we'll take them home," Pongo warned his mate.

Somewhere out there in the untamed wilderness, all alone. Tim and Lex started to mourn while their parents consoled them. Jesse was the only one who thought he needed to do something about this.

"Perhaps we could look for him," Jesse warned the rest of the family.

"Really," the rest of the children asked, hopefully.

"I really don't think we're going to make it," Glen said.

"Why couldn't we," Jesse asked, seeming upset.

"Look, Jesse, we all miss them. We'll do everything we can to find them, but we'll have to be patient," Glen warned his stepson.

"We have to do something," Jesse said, willing to find the pets.

"Trying to find three animals in the wild is like trying to find a needle in a haystack," Glen warned the families, "I think we have to be......realistic."

"I don't care what you think," Jesse frowned at Glen, now being frustrated with him.

"I warned you he'd think I had let him down, but you let us come anyhow! It's your fault!  It's all your fault," Jesse got up and went to his room, closing the door.

Glen sighed while looking to his family and the Greenwoods, knowing that they couldn't just give up hope for their pets.

That night, Teresa and her parents stayed at the Radcliffe house. While everyone else was asleep, Teresa witnessed Pongo go outside to the roof and started barking in a special tone. Teresa only recognized some of the barks. Soon all of London was filled with barking dogs, it was like a nonstop gossip line.

"Did you make sure that you said something about my siblings," Teresa asked as she came up to Pongo.

"Of course," Pongo replied. "Thank you, Pongo," Teresa hugged the dalmatian.

"Our only hope now is that someone will find them," Pongo said as he and the mouse girl looked beyond the city.

Meanwhile, the twins went unconscious after they were taken. As they awakened, they found themselves tied up in a dark room with some old furniture and a TV. They were sure it had already been a few days, but the twins didn't know where they were. The pups were afraid as well.

"Where are we," Cynthia asked fearfully.

"Are we dead," asked Martin.

The twins looked around the room and were surprised, realizing the room filled with more puppies everywhere. "Uh, Cynthia, is that just me or are there more puppies here than before," Martin asked.

The twins could hear Horace and Jasper in the other room, speaking on the phone with someone. The twins were certain it was Cruella.

"We don't want anymore of this, we want our boodle," Jasper said.

The twins grew hesitant as it was mentioned what was to become of them. They looked at each other, concerned.

"Who are you," a voice spoke up.

The twins turned to see a dalmatian puppy they didn't recognize, obviously not one of Pongo and Perdita's pups.

"That's a long story. What's your name, little guy," asked Cynthia.

"I don't have one," the puppy replied mournfully.

"Where are you all from," asked Martin.

"Most of us were taken from pet stores," a female puppy explained.

"That's ninety-nine of us combined," the first puppy added.

The twins' jaws dropped open, shocked at how many puppies there were.

"What are you going to do with all of you," Martin asked.

But before the puppies could respond, Horace and Jasper came back in the room and turned on the TV.

"Oh, great, you're awake," Jasper complained to the twins.

"What are you going to do with us," the twins asked in fear.

"Nothing yet, close your mouth, or I'll foam these rags in your throats," Jasper threatened.

The twins gulped, concerned what was to become of them and the puppies.

Back in London late at night, Teresa and the dalmatian couple sat around, yet depressed for the loss of the puppies and the twins. But suddenly, there was the sound of barking, Pongo came up to the window with his ears perked up.

"What is this, Pongo," Perdita asked as she came over to her mate.

"It's the Great Dane, he has some news for us," Pongo announced.

"They must've found them," Teresa said with certainty.

"He'll meet us at Primrose Hill," Pongo continued.

"Let's leave immediately," Teresa directed.

Teresa swiftly packed her backpack with some food, a blanket, two spare jackets and a bunch of other supplies. Teresa got on her jacket and left a note on the table for her parents. Teresa and the dalmatians silently sneaked out of the house while the Radcliffes and Teresa's parents were asleep. Soon they all met up with the Great Dane at Primrose Hill.

"Pongos, you did it well," the Great Dane said.

"What's the use," Pongo asked.

"Did they find our puppies," Perdita asked, desperately concerned.

"And my brothers," Teresa added.

"They've been located somewhere north of here in Suffolk," the Great Dane replied.

"What a relief," Teresa sighed.

"Thank heavens," Perdita added.

The mouse girl and the dalmatians followed the Great Dane all the road to Camden Road, while he gave them instructions where to go.

"And if you reach Amish contact with Old Towser, he'll direct you to the Colonel and the Colonel will take you to your puppies instead of the devil," the Great Dane explained.

"Who else? DeVil," the dalmatian couple gasped.

"I knew that," Teresa said, feeling irate.

The dalmatians swiftly took off, knowing there was no time to lose. Teresa had no damage running, as she was pretty fast as the dalmatians.

"Oh, I hope it's not too late," Perdita sounded concerned.

The mouse girl and the dalmatians traveled miles out into the country, far from London, without rest. It started snowing as the gang took a shortcut across the road, barely being hit by a Kanine Krunchies delivery truck. Soon the lightly fallen snow turned into a blizzard as the gang trudged along through a blanket of snow. The dalmatians turned back to see Teresa fighting.

"Will you make it, Teresa," Pongo asked in worry for the young girl.

"I'll be fine once we find my siblings and your puppies," Teresa replied, sounding serious as if the blizzard had no affect on her. Even if she was just a little cold, Teresa stayed strong in the fight to rescue her siblings and the puppies.

They continued on with endurance through the blizzard until they came across a frozen river. Teresa didn't care that the water was freezing as she and the dalmatians swam across the rushing river. They'd go through anything to save the puppies and the twins.

Meanwhile, back at DeVil Manor, the twins had nothing to do for the past few days as they were tied up to a pole. They hadn't eaten any food either and their stomachs were growling pitifully. But over the emptiness of their stomachs, the twins could only think about what was to happen to them.

"Do you think they'll end up there," Cynthia asked, afraid about what Jasper and Horace were going to do with them.

"I don't know," Martin replied, trying to sound brave.

"Hey, shut up, you two or I'll strike you again," Jasper threatened. The twins huddled together and stayed silent.

"Ms. DeVil should be here soon," Jasper warned Horace, who was watching a crime show on TV.

Soon Cruella arrived as the twins heard her car pull up from outside. The twins had the chills as the devil woman stormed into the room, she wasn't happy. Gordy was with her as well, he hissed at the twins as he saw them.

"What the hell are these brats doing here," Cruella said scornfully as she looked over at the twins.

"Ah, these annoying guys would've blown our plan to turn these bastards into a dog skin coat, we have to bring them here," Jasper warned Cruella.

The twins' eyes widened in shock as they found out Cruella wanted the puppies to be made into a fur coat. Gordy jumped off Cruella's shoulder and came over to the twins. He snickered evilly at them, showing his teeth, trying to frighten them. But the twins were more afraid of Cruella as she frowned at them for another few moments, thinking. Huh.

"We'll have to expose of their brats along with the evidence," Cruella warned Jasper and Horace.

The twins gulped, looking terrified at Cruella. "The work must be done tonight," Cruella continued.

"We shouldn't do that, this is Skinner's job," Horace groused.

"Well, the Skinner isn't here, is he," Cruella said sarcastically.

"But you couldn't get half-a-dozen coats out of the old hodgepodge," said Jasper.

"Then we'll settle for half-a-dozen, we can't wait. The police are everywhere, I want the work done tonight," Cruella ordered.

"How are we going to do it," Horace asked.

"Whatever you want, poison them, drown them, hit them in the head," Cruella said, not caring how the puppies would be murdered.

"How about these children," Jasper asked, pointing over to the twins.

"I don't care how you murder the little critters, but do it and do it now," Cruella demanded, she was losing her patience.

The puppies all ran and hid for shelter, while the twins held each other close. Terrified as Cruella was enraged.

"Now listen, you idiots, I'll be back early in the morning and better get the job done or I'll call the police. Do you understand," Cruella shouts as she shuts the door and leaves.

"I think you really mean that, Jasper," said Horace.

"We will start as soon as the show's over," said Jasper, as they continued watching TV.

As the badass brothers were engrossed with their TV show, the twins sighed with their heads down in despair. But strangely from out of nowhere, a tabby cat and airedale terrier had sneaked into the room.

"Who are you," the twins jumped in surprise to see a cat and dog they were unfamiliar with come over to them.

"The name's Sergeant Tibbs," the cat introduced himself.

"And I'm Kipper. We came to get you out of this place," the dog explained.

Sergeant Tibbs freed the twins by using his claws to cut the ropes.

"Oh, thank you, thank you very much," Cynthia whispered while the twins rubbed their wrists. They yet had red rope marks due to being tied up for so long.

"Don't thank us yet," said Kipper.

The twins silently signaled the puppies to head to the door. As Martin slowly opened the door as it made that creaking sound. The twins froze and held their breaths, hoping the badasses didn't hear. But Horace and Jasper were too focused on their show, the twins silently sighed in relief.

"Csendes, this way, slowly now," Kipper led the puppies out of the room.

As the twins tried to make sure all the puppies were accounted for, they spotted Lucky yet watching the TV. Tibbs tried to catch him as Horace snatched the little puppy.

"Get out of the road, you little brat," Horace groused at Lucky. Then Jasper threw Lucky across the room, but Tibbs successfully caught the little puppy. As the group sneaked out into the hallways of the old manor, Whizzer having his bladder issues found a magazine with Cruella's picture on the cover and urinated on it. Soon Horace and Jasper came out of the room as they heard the sound of puppy yelps. Clear as day, there was Whizzer just waiting for them past the stairs.

"I don't believe it," Jasper said in surprise that the puppies had gotten out.

"Hey, foolish heads, come and get me," Whizzer taunted at the badass brothers.

"Whizzer, c'mon," Cynthia called to the valiant puppy.

As Jasper and Horace raced over to try and catch Whizzer, they slipped on the now wet magazine and fell splat on the ground. The twins couldn't help but laugh at the scene.

"This way," Kipper instructed to the group.

As the courageous twins and plucky pack of spotted puppies, led by Sergeant Tibbs and Kipper were searching for a road out of the manor.

"Is everyone here," asked Martin as he and Cynthia tried to do a fast head count, but suddenly....

"Wait, where's Whizzer," Cynthia gasped.

Unknown to the others, Whizzer had kept the badass brothers distracted by tricking Jasper into stepping on a loose floorboard and falling through it. And Horace slipping on some ice and flying out the window, landing in the frozen pond. Whizzer, at last, caught up with the others while the group continued searching for a road out of the creepy manor.

"We have to find a road out of here," Cynthia started to panic. "I think it's like this," said Tibbs.

Tibbs led the gang into a room as Horace and Jasper suddenly appeared from behind them.

"Close the door, Horace," Jasper ordered. The two brothers swiftly locked all the doors, preventing the puppies from escaping again.

"Alright, enough of this funny fact," said Jasper.

Meanwhile, Teresa and the dalmatian couple had just arrived in Suffolk and were searching for the DeVil Manor.

"It must be here somewhere," said Teresa. "I'm afraid we're lost," said Perdita.

"It can't be long," Pongo assured them. "Try to bark the chain," Teresa warned him.

Pongo started barking as someone responded back.

"It's the Colonel," Pongo warned the girls. "Well, c'mon then," Teresa took the lead.

The mouse girl and dalmatians ran through the snow and arrived in front of DeVil Manor, where a sheepdog was there waiting for them.

"Are you the Colonel," Pongo asked the old sheepdog, just to be certain.

"Why, yes I am, but you must be Pongo," Colonel replied.

"Our puppies, are they alright," Perdita asked, desperately concerned. "And my siblings," Teresa added.

"No time to explain, I'm afraid it's a problem," said Colonel.

Meanwhile, Jasper and Horace had the puppies cornered. Tibbs, Kipper and the twins stood in front protecting the puppies, even though they were afraid for dear lives as well.

"Now we've had them, Horace, they've run out of space," Jasper gave an evil smirk.

Suddenly, Teresa, Pongo and Perdita jumped through the windows, causing Jasper and Horace to turn their attention on them.

"Hey, what have we got here? A pair of spotted hyenas?  Who are you," Jasper snarled at Teresa.

"I'm your worst nightmare, and you just met a couple of frustrated parents. I warn you two, you don't want to be around me if I'm frustrated," Teresa frowned at the badass brothers, she looked as frustrated as Pongo and Perdita were.

"You don't look so hard," Jasper mocked the nine-year-old girl, "c'mon, Horace, give them what for. I'm right behind you, boy," Jasper hid behind his brother while Pongo brutally took a bite at Horace's chair-leg weapon.

"I will remove the stains from you," Horace snarled at the adult dalmatians.

The puppies started barking while the twins watched in horror to see their big sister fiercely fighting the badass brothers, they'd never seen Teresa so frustrated before. Teresa wasn't watching as Jasper picked up a chair and was gonna hit her with it, but Pongo charged at Jasper, knocking him over and saving the young girl. Colonel, Kipper and Tibbs led the puppies and twins to safety while Teresa, Pongo and Perdita continued fighting off Horace and Jasper.

"This is to take the puppies," Teresa growled as she gave Jasper an uppercut punch in his face.

"This is to take my siblings," she brutally kicked Horace in the stomach.

"And this is to smell like sweaty rubbish," Teresa said in disgust as she gave Horace and Jasper both one good last brutal punch, knocking them against the wall so hard that some old parts of the ceiling collapsed on top of them.

"And that's what you get if you quarrel with Teresa," the nine-year-old girl snapped at an almost passed out Horace and Jasper in exhaustion.

"C'mon, Perdy, let's go," Pongo warned his mate.

Teresa followed the dalmatians as they swiftly left the manor and headed for the Colonel's barn where the puppies and twins were waiting for them. Pongo and Perdita happily reunited with their puppies while the twins had Teresa in a tight embrace until her face turned red.

"Teresa, we thought we'd never see each other again," the twins said as they held their big sister close.

"I warned that I'd come after you. I'd search the ends of the earth to find you two," Teresa warned her little siblings and they felt touched.

Then the puppies dog-piled Teresa, happy to see their best friend again.

"We missed you, Teresa," the puppies started licking her.

"Lucky! Patch!  Fidget!  Cadpig!  Two-Tone!  And Rolly, you little rascal," Teresa grinned.

"Have you taken me something to eat," Rolly asked, which made Teresa chuckle.

"Well, I have some in here," Teresa said, pulling out some dog biscuits from her backpack and giving them to the pudgy puppy.

"What a wonderful family reunification this is," Cadpig sighed.

"Everyone here, everyone fifteen," Pongo checked.

"Twice as many, Dad, now there's ninety of us," Patch explained.

"Wait, what?! Ninety-nine dalmatian puppies," Teresa's eyes widened as she looked around the barn to the sight of so many puppies.

"Where'd they all come from," asked Pongo.

"What the hell has she done so many," Perdita added.

"Well, it's not obvious, she's gonna make fur coats out of them," Martin replied.

"We heard it straight from her cold dead lips," Cynthia added.

"Horace and Jasper are going to blow us up and skin us," Dipstick explained.

"Cruella deVil is the definition of the word evil. Because the devil makes a bad decision, he has Cruella on his shoulder," said Teresa.

"What have we done, Pongo," Perdita asked her mate. "We have to get back to London somehow," said Pongo.

"But we have to be careful. Cruella deVil is an insidious witch, who doesn't stop to have the puppies," Teresa explained to the gang.

"How about the others, what have they done," asked Whizzer, feeling very sorry for the other eighty-four puppies, who had nowhere to go.

Then Pongo and Teresa had the same idea burst into their heads.

"We take them with us, all of them," Pongo said with a serious look on his face.

"I agree," Teresa firmly nodded. "Really, you mean it," the twins asked, that they heard their big sister correctly. "Absolutely," Teresa made it official.

"Our pets would never show them off," Pongo added.

Just then, Captain, the barn's horse, noticed lights on the road. "Colonel, sir, there's a car on the road here," he alerted the dogs and humans.

"It's Horace and Jasper," the twins gasped. Teresa looked out the window to be sure, but was shocked to discover something much worse.

"No, it's not...it's Cruella," Teresa gasped while everyone else froze in fear.

"There's no time to run. Faster, everyone hide," Colonel warned the puppies.

The puppies swiftly hid in the piles of hay while Pongo, Perdita and the mouse children hid in another room. Teresa slowly peered out from the corner as Cruella entered the barn, Gordy was with her. Gordy noticed movement coming from the piles of hay and could smell the puppies, he pointed it out to his mistress. Cruella caught a nearby pitchfork and started stabbing at the hay piles, just missing Dipstick. Then Cruella heard a puppy yelping and noticed a tail sticking out in another haystack. She crept over to the haystack like a wild animal silently closing in on its prey.

"I love the smell of almost extinction," Teresa and the others heard Cruella say as she got closer to the haystack. Then Cruella snatched the tail, but it turned out to be a pig and not a puppy. As the pig squeaked, Pongo and Teresa pulled a lever, causing the haystack and the pig to fall from the loft. The pig landed on Cruella, preventing her from getting up.

"Now, puppies, run! Go, go, hurry," Teresa almost shouts, warning the puppies to run while Cruella is yet stuck. But then, Gordy appeared in front of Teresa and the puppies, blocking the exit as he hissed at them.

"Lift yourself up, you ugly deformed rat," Teresa growled as she seized the weasel and kicked him like a soccer ball into a vat of molasses. Pongo and Perdita, along with the twins, led the puppies through the snow as they ran from out of the barn.

"Thank you, Colonel, Tibbs, Captain. Bless you all," Teresa called out as she ran from behind the puppies.

"No problem at all. And never fear, we'll keep her away to the bitter end," Colonel called back.

"Farewell," added Tibbs.

The mouse children and pack of dalmatians continued down the snowy trail. They thought they had escaped the danger until they heard another car, this time it was Horace and Jasper.

"The snow will give away our place," said Cynthia. Teresa darted her eyes around, looking for a solution as she noticed a bridge. "In here, hide," Teresa pointed out to the bridge with solid ice covering the water. The children and dalmatians all cramped up together, hiding under the bridge. They all held their breaths as the car stopped just above the bridge.

"They must be around here somewhere," the gang heard Warren say.

"Jasper, I've been thinking, what if they went down the frozen creek where we couldn't follow in their footsteps," said Horace. Just then, Rolly slipped out from under the bridge. Teresa gasped and swiftly slid out to catch the pudgy pup, almost being seen by Horace's flashlight.

"Oh, Horace, you idiot, dogs aren't so smart," Jasper warned his brother.

"Guess again, foolish," Teresa silently smirked at Jasper's comment.

"Horace certainly reminds me of uncle Tweedy," Martin whispered to Teresa. "No joking," Teresa agreed.

Then Jasper and Horace drove away in their car. The gang waited until the badass brothers were out of sight.

"All clear, everyone," Pongo calmly warned the others it was safe to come out of hiding.

"We let them go, right, Dad," said Pepper.

"They didn't even see us, Patch," Penny chuckled.

"Csendes, children, csendes," Perdita calmly warned the puppies to be silent where they wouldn't draw any attention. The puppies caught hold of each other's tails, forming a line to keep balance while walking on the ice. As Teresa noticed one of the eighty-four puppies trip and smash into the others, ruining their zip-line.

"Hey, watch it, clumsy," the other puppies scowled at the puppy, who caused the incident. Teresa felt very sorry for the puppy and came over to help him back up onto his feet.

"I'm sorry about that," the puppy said to Teresa, feeling embarrassed.

"It's alright, it's happening to all of us. What's your name, little boy," Teresa chuckled, seeming to like this puppy.

"I don't know, the others call me clumsy or unlucky," the puppy replied.

"Well, you need a better name than that. Huh," Teresa thought. "What are your interests," Teresa asked the puppy.

"Well...I want to be a fire dog if I grow up," the puppy replied.

"That's it, I'll call you Marshall," Teresa said. "I like that name," the clumsy puppy grinned.

The gang silently continued down the frozen creek, but not without slipping on the ice a few times.

"I wish we could go on the snow," said Lucky, while attempting to walk on the ice.

"I'm sorry, Lucky, we can't risk tracing ourselves," Teresa chuckled. "She's right," Pongo agreed.

Teresa simply picked up Lucky and carried him the rest of the road down the frozen creek.

The dalmatians and mouse children traveled for hours on foot, taking super caution to make sure they wouldn't be followed. As they encountered a blizzard, which was hard on the dalmatians due to their short fur. It wasn't easy for the children either, as they weren't wearing heavy or even good jackets. But Teresa did her best to ignore herself from being cold, while she was more worried for the puppies. Perdita led the puppies in a line while the twins slowly trudged along in the middle while shivering. Teresa and Pongo were at the rear end, head-counting the puppies. They noticed they were one puppy short.

"Oh, Lucky," Teresa gasped as she saw her favorite puppy yet on the hill just sitting in the snow, shivering. It broke her heart to see the little pup like this.

"C'mon, Lucky, we can't give up now," Pongo came over to his smallest pup.

"I'm tired and hungry. And my tail is frozen, and my nose is frozen, and my ears are frozen, and my toes are frozen," Lucky lamented weakly. Teresa gently picked up poor Lucky and placed him in her jacket to keep warm, carrying him as they continued on through the blizzard. Just then, Teresa and Pongo heard barking, they turned back to see a collie running towards them.

"Pongo, Pongo, we have shelter for you in the dairy barn across the street," the collie explained as he approached the dalmatian.

"Oh, thank heavens," Pongo said while he swiftly rushed back to warn Perdita.

"C'mon, puppies, it's not far this fashion. Follow the collie," Teresa encouraged them, while she carried Lucky in her jacket. The puppies braved against the strong winds as they trudged across the fields in the snow and entered the barn, where four cows were waiting.

"I never thought I'd be happier to be in a smelly barn," Cynthia said as she and Martin collapsed in exhaustion on the piles of hay.

"Are they all here, Pongo," Perdita asked, making sure no puppy was left behind.

"Yes, darling," Pongo replied. "All ninety-nine puppies that were present and responsible," Teresa said like a soldier.

"The famous Pongos, oh, we were so concerned about you," said one cow.

"We've been trying to reach you for hours, afraid you've been captured," the collie added.

"How could you ever make it this far and in such horrible weather," asked one cow.

"And with all these little ones," another cow added.

"I'm hungry, Mother, I'm hungry," Rolly whined. Pretty soon, all of the puppies started pleading to Perdita for food. Perdita looked at the pups, disgraceful. "I'm sorry, children," she warned them.

"And I'm afraid I don't have enough food for all of you," Teresa warned the pups, feeling downhearted herself.

"Do they like warm milk? It's fresh," one cow piped up. Perdita and Teresa were relieved to hear these words. The puppies got emotional and came around back to get some milk from the cows.

"Now, don't push, you'll have to take turns," Perdita warned the puppies.

Teresa noticed Rolly trying to squeeze through the crowd of puppies to get some milk for himself. Teresa couldn't help but chuckle over how the pudgy puppy had no patience as it came to meal time. "Rolly, please wait your turn," Teresa warned the pudgy pup.

"Don't worry, children, there's plenty for everyone," one cow grinned warmly to the pups. Teresa had saved a few granola bars and other small bits of food in her backpack for her and the twins to eat.

"Pongo, I've saved you and the missus some leftovers," the collie offered some pieces of bread to the dalmatian.

"Oh, thank you," Pongo said, a little tired.

"It's not much, but it might keep you to Dinsford," the collie explained.

"Dinsford," Teresa asked curiously.

"Yes, there's a Labrador, his pet is a grocer. Now all of you get some rest and don't worry, I'll keep watch," the collie warned them as he left the barn.

"Thank you, collie, for all your help," Teresa said a little weakly, but passed out on the hay pile next to the twins, who were already asleep.

Teresa had saved a small blanket and placed it over herself and her siblings as they slept. Lucky came over to Teresa's side and slept with her. Teresa grinned down at the little puppy, as she felt Lucky and her were made for each other as owner and pet. While Teresa was asleep, she had a few strange dream visions about escaping Cruella, and what was yet to come for her and the dalmatians.

Early the next morning as the sun was starting to rise, after the gang had left the dairy barn, they continued their journey home. Perdita looked over the hillside to make sure it was clear. Then she led the puppies down the hill and across a road while the twins were in the middle, keeping the pups in line. It was like leading an army of puppies through the snowy forest. Teresa and Pongo were at the rear, making sure everyone was accounted for, but suddenly.... "SARABI!!"  Teresa knew that car honk sound anywhere, she and Pongo gasped.

"Oh, dear, not now," Teresa feared, as she and Pongo swiftly ran ahead and across to the road.

"Hurry, children, hurry," Pongo warned the pups, desperately. "Cruella's coming," Teresa added, sounding a little panicked.

Then Pongo swiftly caught a twig and started brushing off the paw prints in the snow before Cruella could see them.

"Ah, this is the only reason I hate snow," Teresa moaned in frustration as she tried to help Pongo brush off the paw prints.

"It's no use, run," Pongo said as he and Teresa darted away, almost being seen as Cruella's car drove past. The two of them hid in the bushes while they heard Cruella's car reverse and then more honking as another car approached. But Teresa and Pongo didn't stick around though to find out what was going on. They swiftly regrouped with Perdita, the twins and the puppies.

"Are you guys alright," asked Cynthia. "We're fine," Teresa replied as she hugged her little sister.

"Do you think they saw us," asked Martin. "I don't know," Pongo replied.

"C'mon, we'd better hurry if we're want to get to Dinsford," Teresa said, sounding like she was taking charge as a leader as she led the pack.

The group traveled for a few more moments as they reached the top of a hillside. The twins moaned as they slowly trudged behind the puppies.

"Wait a moment, we're almost there," Teresa rallied them.

The group came over the hill to see a small town. Then they all spotted a Labrador past a shack, barking to them. The pack of puppies and mouse children came racing down the hill while Pongo barked back to the Labrador in response.

"Pongo, I went home for you," the Labrador said.

"Everyone, have you heard it," Pongo warned the others, a little emotional.

"You mean we don't have to walk anymore," Lucky asked in relief.

"If we can manage it, now we should hurry more," said the Labrador.

"Hallelujah," the twins sighed in relief. The pack of spotted puppies followed the Labrador into the shack. While the children and adult dalmatians came up to the window and looked down the street to see a pizza delivery van parked nearby.

"Look at the van down the street, I'll go to London as soon as the engine's repaired," the Labrador explained. Suddenly from out of nowhere, Cruella's car pulled into the street, everyone gasped.

"Pongo, it's Cruella," Perdita gasped. The children and dogs all swiftly ducked as Cruella drove past the shack.

"Yes, and Jasper and Horace," Teresa added as she spotted them near the van.

"How do you get to the van," asked Cynthia. It sounded like a hopeless situation.

"I don't know," said Pongo. "Somehow we've arrived," Teresa said, her voice complete with determination.

Then Lucky came over to Teresa, covered in soot. "Lucky, what just happened to you," Teresa asked while she looked down at the dirty pup.

"Patch pushed me into the fireplace," Lucky complained.

"Lucky pushed me first," Patch protested.

Then Teresa and Pongo looked to each other, this gave them an idea. Pongo came over to the pile of soot and started rolling around in it.

"Uh, Pongo, what are you doing here," the twins asked in confusion. Then Pongo came out of the soot, fully black. The spots on his fur were not visible to anyone.

"Look, I'm a Labrador! We'll all roll in the soot, we're all Labradors," Pongo explained to the gang.

"I like what you think, Pongo," Teresa smirked.

Soon all of the puppies started rolling in the soot and came out, looking like Labradors. The children also covered their faces and clothes in soot where Cruella wouldn't recognize them.

"This is cool. I'm like a ninja," Martin said as he started showing off his moves while his sisters laughed. Pongo, Teresa and the others got the puppies into small groups where the bad guys wouldn't get suspicious.

"We're gonna fool my grandmother," Penny chuckled. The Labrador went first with a small group of puppies to the van. Soon Jasper and Horace noticed the group of black puppies.

"You see, Jasper? Do you think they disguised themselves," Horace asked his brother about the suspicious group of pups.

"Well, Horace, that's just what they did so. Dogs have always painted themselves black," Jasper said sarcastically before he hit Horace on the head. "You idiot," Jasper scolded his brother.

The others watched through the window as the Labrador started loading the puppies into the van. The twins were next to take another group of puppies.

"C'mon, boy. Here we go," the twins took a deep breath of courage before they headed out.

"Be careful," Teresa warned her younger siblings, gravely concerned for their safety. Teresa and the two adult dalmatians watched through the window as the twins came over to the van and helped the Labrador load the puppies into the van.

"It's so good, so far," Teresa sighed.

"Now, Perdita, you should put on your makeup. Teresa and I'll go out in the next bunch," Pongo warned his mate, who yet needed to get in disguise. Teresa and Pongo waited until Cruella's car passed by the shack again, but they swiftly rushed over to the van with another group of puppies.

"Do you think they've doubted us," Martin asked while shivering. Just then, the group was interrupted as they heard the van's engine start.

"No, but I don't have enough time," said the Labrador. Pongo and Teresa swiftly rushed back towards the shack to get another group of puppies.

"Hurry, Perdy, the van's ready to leave soon," Pongo warned his mate.

"Get the rest," Teresa added. As Pongo and the nine-year-old girl raced back to the shack, they came to a sudden stop and gasped. Horace and Jasper were near the shack door and had noticed the paw-prints in the snow. They tried to open the door as they heard a puppy yelping, the badasses went around back to investigate. Teresa and Pongo swiftly rushed inside to get the puppies.

"Faster, children," Pongo warned the pups. As they all ran back outside, Cruella's car screeched to a stop right in front of the group. Pongo and the puppies huddled around Teresa as she stood in front of them, quite alarmed as they were that close to being run over. Cruella poked her head out the car window as the mouse girl and dogs slowly came around the car.

"C'mon, children. Run first," Pongo whispered to the pups. Cruella watched the puppies suspiciously while Teresa's neck started to tingle as Cruella had her eyes directly on the nine-year-old girl.

"She's watching over us, Dad," Lucky froze in fear. "Keep moving," Pongo nudged Lucky along, sounding hesitant himself. As the puppies continued walking, snow from the icicles above started dripping on the pups. Washing the soot off their fur, revealing their disguises. Just then, a pile of snow fell on top of Lucky, washing off his disguise fully and making his spots fully visible to Cruella.

"Run away," Pongo shouts. Teresa swiftly picked up Lucky and ran for the moving van, while Cruella started honking her car horn and yelled for Horace and Jasper.

"There they go, in the van! After them," Cruella yelled to her henchmen to capture the puppies. Teresa ran for dear life, terrified while carrying Lucky as the van was getting farther off.

"C'mon, Teresa, hurry," the twins called out, with fear in their voices. The twins reached out their hands for Teresa to catch, but she tripped in the snow and fell. Jasper and Horace chased after Teresa, ready to strike her with their weapons. Thankfully, the Labrador came back and attacked the badasses, giving Teresa enough time to get back up and escape. Teresa jumped for the van, she made it halfway to China while her feet dangled out as the van was picking up speed. Perdita took Lucky from Teresa, as the van jolted from a bump in the road. Teresa almost lost her grip and fell out, but the twins helped her up into the van.

The gang sighed as they were all safely onboard while the van headed down the road. Pongo, Perdita and the mouse children turned back to make sure all the puppies were here. But they weren't out of danger yet, as Cruella chased after them in her car.

"Pongo, there she is, Cruella," Perdita gasped, while the puppies hid for cover.

As the chase proceeded, Teresa felt like she was relieving the time she and the chickens narrowly escaped her aunt Melissa Tweedy. Or the time Diesel 10 chased her, the twins and Thomas during their magic railroad adventure. And let us not forget that terrifying subway chase in New York City with her uncle Fagin, along with his dogs and the little orphaned kitten Oliver.

Cruella came up on the right side of the van and rammed her car into it with such force it knocked the gang over, frightening them. But what Cruella didn't notice a dead end up ahead. She hit her brakes, but went over and smashed underneath the bridge.

"We lost her," Martin said in victory. But Teresa knew Cruella wouldn't give up that easy. Now in a maniacal rage, Cruella drove her half wrecked car out of the snow and up the hill, yet in hot pursuit of the gang.

"Oh, could facts get any worse," the twins moaned.

"Guys, look," Perdita pointed out to the rest of the gang. Horace and Jasper's car was coming down another hill. They were planning to ram the van from above.

"You had to ask," Teresa yelled at her siblings in annoyance.

The gang gasped at Cruella's menacing face, it was the scariest fact they'd ever seen. Cruella's car rammed into the back of the van with a loud smash, it became stuck under the edge of the van. Cruella violently started rocking the van side-to-side, trying to get if off balance. Lucky almost fell out of the van, but Teresa caught him while Perdita caught Teresa's jacket hood, keeping her from falling out of the van.

"Perdy, watch out," Pongo cried. Teresa and Lucky gasped in despair after realizing they were dangling from the van over the edge of a cliff.

Cruella kept violently rocking the van, until Horace and Jasper lost control of their car. They came down the hill and smashed directly into Cruella's car. The children and dalmatians watched in fear as both cars were knocked off the road, tumbled down the hill and smashed, leaving piles of wreckage. Somehow though Cruella, Horace and Jasper survived, but they had been defeated. The children and dalmatians were relieved that terrifying chase was over. They were now on their road home. Cruella growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "TAKE iiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!"

This yell was so loud that it echoed across the ravine. Meanwhile, back in London at the Radcliffe's house, Anita was decorating the Christmas tree while Roger and Teresa's parents were listening to the radio. It turned out the radio was playing the song Roger wrote about Cruella, hearing the frustrated devil woman shout for them to take it. But Ellie and Alan were yet mournful that their children and the dalmatians were gone.

"Turn off that trash," Alan said, feeling distressed. He was tired of listening that song. Roger turned off the radio, he had to agree with Alan considering what just happened to the children and the dalmatians.

"C'mon, Alan, after all, this is Roger's first big hit. It makes more money than we thought," Anita warned them.

"Do you think Teresa, Pongo and Perdita will show up," Ellie asked while looking at the note Teresa left. It sounded like she was on the verge of losing hope, if her children were yet alive.

"It's been three weeks. How can we expect them to be outside," Alan warned his wife. He also had lost hope for his children.

"If they were even in the city, how could they or anyone find fifteen puppies and two children in such a big city," Roger added.

"We can't lose hope," Ellie warned the others.

"Oh, the poor little darlings," Nanny pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Sometimes at night, I hear them barking, but in the end I'm always dreaming," Nanny sighed in disappointment.

Just then, Alan could've sworn he heard barking and voices coming from outside.

"Wait a moment, did you hear that," Alan asked the others. The adults silently listened as the barking continued, they seemed to recognize the barks and voices.

"Is it possible," Ellie held her breath. Nanny ran to the door and as she opened it, the children and dalmatians came running in the room. Knocking over their owners, in joy to be back home with their families.

"What the hell's going on," the adults didn't know what to think.

"They're Labradors," said Roger. "No, they're covered in soot," said Nanny.

"Oh, Pongo boy, is that you," Roger wiped the soot off Pongo's face. Roger started dancing around the room with Pongo, happy to eventually be reunited.

"Mum, Dad, we're home," the twins embraced their parents.

"Where did your children go? You're all dirty," Alan laughed.

"How the hell did you come back," Ellie wept tears of joy while kissing her dirty children.

"It's a long story," Teresa chuckled.

"This is a miracle," said Alan. "This is the best Christmas gift ever," added Ellie.

Then the adults looked to see there were more than just Pongo and Perdita's fifteen puppies in the room.

"Look, everyone, they're puppies everywhere," Roger said in surprise.

"There are a hundred and one total. I counted...about ten times," Teresa replied.

"One hundred and one?! Where did they all come from," Anita asked, surprised.

"Like I said before, this is a long story," Teresa chuckled again.

"Pongo, you old rascal," Roger patted his dog on the head.

"What have we done with them," Anita asked Roger about the other eighty-four stray pups.

"We'll keep them," Roger replied.

"In this little house," Anita asked. "We'll buy a piece of land in the country," said Roger.

"Where'd you get the money for this," Teresa asked Roger. "My song," Roger warned her.

"Of course," Teresa smirked.

"We'll have a plantation," said Roger. "You mean the dalmatian plantation," Teresa corrected.

"This is really an inspiration," said Anita. "This will be a sensation," Nanny added. Then everyone laughed.

"Listen to the music. Hit it, Roger," Teresa signaled Roger to start playing some music.

"We'll have a dalmatian plantation," Roger began to sing, while playing the piano.

"Where all population can roam," the twins joined in.

"In this new location, our entire aggregation will love our plantation home," Teresa added.

"Take it away, Pongo," Teresa signaled to Pongo and Perdita to sing. Pongo and Perdita started howling and the puppies joined in by barking.

"Dalmatian plantation hoooooOOOOME," everyone sang.

Teresa knew this wasn't the last time she'd see each other again, but she would be ready wherever Cruella did return. Teresa also knew this wouldn't be her last adventure with the dalmatians. Plus, she and her siblings would be adopting a few of the puppies in the future. Due to their tight bonds with each other, plus it would be less crowded for the dalmatians living on the plantation. Lucky had already made that clear to Teresa.

Executive Producers DENNIS DESHAZER SHERYL STAMPS LEACH

Senior Producer JIM ROWLEY

Producers JEFF GITTLE MARTHA DATEMA LIPSCOMB

Director BRUCE DECK

Writer MARK S. BERNTHAL

Production Designer JESS NELSON

Musical Director BOB SINGLETON

Lyricists/Composers STEPHEN BATES BALTES LORY LAZARUS

Performance Director PENNY WILSON

Educational Specialists MARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D. MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.

Cast: Voice of Barney... BOB WEST Barney's Body Costume... DAVID JOYNER Voice of Baby Bop... JULIE JOHNSON Baby Bop's Body Costume... JEFF AYERS Voice of B.J. ... PATTY WIRTZ B.J.'s Body Costume... JEFF BROOKS

Cast: Shawn... JOHN DAVID BENNETT, II Tosha... HOPE CERVANTES Stella the Storyteller... PHYLLIS CICERO Jason... KURT DYKHUIZEN Kathy... LAUREN KING Juan... MICHAEL KROST

Cast: Carlos... COREY LOPEZ Min... PIA MANALO Julie... SUSANNAH WETZEL Farmer Henderson... MAX VAUGHAN Animal Provided by... ANIMAL TALENT OF TEXAS

Associate Director ERIC NORBERG

Stage Manager TERRIE DAVIS MANNING

Lighting Designer STEVEN BRILL

Editor MCKEE SMITH

Audio Director DAVID M. BOOTHE

Art Director ELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN

Wardrobe Supervisor/Designer LISA O. ALBERTSON

Technical Operations Supervisor RANDY BREEDLOVE

Video Engineer BINK WILLIAMS

Camera Operators LARRY ALLEN OZ COLEMAN TOM COX BRUCE HARMON

Production Audio RONALD G. BALENTINE

Boom Operators JAMES JOHNSON DAVID SMITH

Lighting Director CASEY COOK

Key Grip BUZ CANNON

Lighting Board Operator TODD DAVIS

Grip/Electric JAMES EDWARDS

Construction Supervisor CHARLES BAILEY

Craft Shop Supervisor RAY HENRY

Art/Craft Coordinator AMY ATHERTON

Set Dresser AGGIE DAVIS-BROOKS

Draftsperson CHRISTOPHER MCCRAY

Craft/Prop Artist MARK BROGAN

Props/Special Effects DAVID COBB

Carpenters TY M. BURNS DANNY SMITH

Scenic Painter E. (BILL) SLETTE

Swing Crew CARMELO GOMEZ

Costume Shop Manager GEORGIA FORD WAGENHURST

Costume Technician D.J. SEGLER

Costume Sewing NATALIE SERGI-SAARI SUSIE THENNES

Make-Up Designer JEANIE L. D'IORIO

Hair Stylist DEBRA HERTEL HAEFLING

Costume/Wardrobe Assitants BRIAN N. BLEVINS JANET BUSH

Field Producer SANDY JANTZEN

Post Videotape DUDLEY ASAFF

Dialogue Editor DENICE CROWELL

Post Production Audio CRAIG CHASTAIN

Production Office Manager SUE SHINN

Script Supervisor CATHERINE REYNOLDS

Production Coordinators JULIE HUTCHINGS KELLY MAHER

Production Accountant DEBBIE COTTLE

Production Secretary AUSTIN GRAY

Asst. to Performance Director DAVID VOSS

Production Assistant JOEL ZOCH

Barney Music Department JILL HANCE CHARLES KING JONATHAN SMITH ETHEL WADSWORTH

For Singleton Productions, Inc. KEITH DAVENPORT LARRY HARON MIKE PIETZSCH

Educational Research Staff PATSY J. ROBLES GOODWIN, M.Ed. KIMBERLY THORNTON, M.Ed. JOY STARR

Children's Teacher SANDRA GILPIN

Children's Supervisor MARY EVANS

Barney and the Backyard Gang™ and Barney & Friends® were originally developed by Sheryl Leach, Kathy Parker and Dennis DeShazer.

Vocal Performances Enhanced with Help from Singleton Productions, Inc.

"I Love You" • Lyrics by Lee Bernstein (BMI)

Special Thanks to Tom Rennen of Intelligent Light Digital Imaging Karl's Grocery Store

Original Barney, Baby Bop and B.J. Costumes by IRENE COREY DESIGN ASSOCIATES

Produced by THE LYONS GROUP AND CONNECTICUT PUBLIC TELEVISION

For Connecticut Public Television Executives in Charge LARRY RIFKIN SHARON BLAIR

Executive in Charge RICHARD C. LEACH

BARNEY & FRIENDS • Down on Barney's Farm Copyright 1961 • Lyons Partnership, L.P.