One Hundred and One Dalmatians1961

Jasper:
[cackling wickedly] Ah, ha-ha-ha! Now, we’ve got ‘em, Horace. They‘ve run out of room! Hey, what have we got here? A couple of spotted hyenas? C’mon, Horace, old pal. Give ‘em what for. I’m right behind ya, lad.

Horace:
[accidentally hits Jasper]

Jasper:
Oof! Oh, you clumsy clod! [angrily kicks Jasper]

Horace:
Hey, Jasper! I’ll knock the spots off you! Let go! Let go!

[Perdita bites Horace's pant leg. Jasper swings a chair and Pongo jumps on him]

Colonel:
Well, by George!

[A puppy barks. Jasper scowls and the puppy scampers off]

Jasper:
[violently kicks Pongo against the wall] You mangy mongrel!

Pongo:
[shakes his head dizzily]

Jasper:
I’ll knock your blinking block off!

Pongo:
[angrily bites Jasper's rear end]

Jasper:
YEOW!!

Colonel:
[looks through a hole in the door] Blast ‘em, Tibs. Go on, give ‘em what for.

Tibbs:
No, no, Colonel! Retreat, retreat!

Colonel:
Yes. Oh, yes, of course. Retreat! Retreat, on the double!

[The puppies follow Tibbs and the Colonel to the front door. Perdita attacks Horace]

Horace:
Help, Jasper, Jasper! Get me outta here!

Jasper:
Hey, Horace, they’re fighting dirty!

Horace:
Oh, oh, oh! [falls in the fireplace] Oh, oh, oh! [hits his head in the fireplace and bolts away, as he puts out the flames on the seat of his pants] Jasper!

Jasper:
Horace!

[With his pants on fire, Horace knocks Jasper against a wall. It cracks and the ceiling collapses on them]

Pongo:
C’mon, Perdy. Let’s go.

[The two dogs follow the paw prints in the snow. Horace and Jasper go outside]

Jasper:
[angrily shakes his fist] I’ll skin every one of them little spotted hyenas if it’s the last thing I do!