I thought you were a man of vision someone who understood my passions who understood the...

Cruella:

Your muse has returned! Lars:
But I am a failure. You should despise me. Cruella:
Oh, stop being such a wet blanket and come see what I've brought for you. Lars:
A gift... For me? How very "Christmas morning with the twinkle lights" of you. Cruella:
A gift of inspiration! Lars:
Well, of course. These are only [pulls out dalmatian puppy] Lars:
just about the most adorable little puppies... I've ever seen in my whole life! Look at these cute little darlings! Oh, a fuzzy wuzzy Little puppy poo! Poo-poo. Little puppy poo. Did you see that? Did you see that? He gave me a widdle kissy! I'm gonna kiss him back. Jasper:
[to Horace about Lars]
He's having a wobbly. Lars:
And you mean for me to do a painting of them, don't you? That's an absolutely lovely idea! It makes me smile a lot. Cruella:
[to Horace and Jasper]
"Painting of them," he says. No, no, no, darling. I don't want you to make art of the puppies. I want you to make art with the puppies. Use their coats as canvases. Create a masterpiece in a new medium. Together you and I will stun the art world...... with our ruthless originality! Lars:
But that means [horrified] Lars:
How could you do such a thing to the cute little puppies? Jasper:
Poison them Horace:
Drown them. Cruella:
Bash them in the head Lars:
I may be eccentric, but I am not... A SICKO! Cruella:
[angered]
What? Lars:
You'll not hurt one spot...... on these innocent little creatures' heads! Not as long as I have anything to say about it! [Gets tied up and gagged upside down] Cruella:
I thought you were a man of vision someone who understood my passions who understood the complexity that is Cruella! Does no one get the point? Oh, Lars, you're such a disappointment. Oh, well. If I can't have a masterpiece... at least I'll finally have a fabulous Dalmatian coat. That's almost as good. Don't you agree?