101 Dalmatians: The Series

Lucky: I can't take anymore takes! I'm stuffed! Cadpig: You just need to focus. Be the hunger! Rolly: Oh, papa! I'm the hunger! Can I be your stand in? Lucky: Oh, please! A stand in needs to look like the star. Rolly: Are you calling me fat? Lucky: Well...yeah! Stars get to say anything they want! Rolly: Yeah? Well, go find yourself another fan! Lucky: Boy, your friends really change when you become a star.

Lucky: Back to my humble roots. Seems like it's only been yesterday since I was here. Cadpig: Actually, it was this morning. Lucky: Well, time flies when you're a shooting star.

Cadpig: I love synchronized swimming! I just don't know why so many people hate it. Maybe it's the funny hats.

Lucky: Looks like the competition's tougher than I thought. Cadpig: Let's not poo-poo our positivity. Don't think about the competition. They don't even exist. Lucky: Yes, they do! And they've got skateboards, swimming pools, and stilts and stuff! Rolly: How can we compete with that? Cadpig: There's nobody like you. You're the only you here. Rolly: Tell him that! Cadpig: Can you do someone else? Rolly: No, but I got a great disappearing act. See ya.

Cadpig: Excuse me! Are you just going to let Spot go on believing there's no tomorrow? Lucky: Yeah. Rolly: I guess so. Cadpig: Then this is a perfect chance for Spot to experience emotional and spiritual growth unincombered by the anguish of mental anxiety. Lucky: For what? Cadpig: For Spot to quit being such a worry-wart and live it up for once!

Lucky: Spot, Anita was probably just talking about a Spot on her dress. Rolly: Nanny was probably just building a box for her herb garden. Cadpig: And I bet Roger was burying that ugly shirt Anita made out of dish towels. Spot: Oh yeah, right, and I'm Walnutter, Queen of the Cashew People! Rolly: Long live the Nut Queen!

Cadpig: Spot, we don't want to negate any emotions you're wallowing in right now, but your egg is cracked!

Rolly: Whoa! Spot, is the sky falling again?

Roger: There. That should be deep enough. Spot: Yeah, to put me six feet under!

Patch: Can I have your pawprint? Two-Tone: Me too! Rolly: Don't forget about me! Lucky: I always have time for my fans! Mooch, want my pawprint? Mooch: No, but you can have mine! (Hits Lucky) Dipstick: (laughs) That's a good one! Cadpig: Ignore the critics.

Cadpig: (To Lucky wearing a jet suit) Lucky, wait! What are you doing? Lucky: Getting noticed. I'm gonna make an entrance they'll never forget! Cadpig: But the director wants a natural dog! You know. Fetching? Licking? Marking territory? Lucky He does? Get me out of this thing! Cadpig (pressing a button on his belt): Is this the zipper? Lucky: No! It's the on switch!

Spot: Why me? I'm too young to go to that big chicken coupe in the sky!

Lucky: Fly, Spot! Fly!

Lucky: Red Airdale rules! Cadpig: Yellow is my favorite! Rolly: I like the brown one. It looks like gravy.