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busy, cat, hole, stairs, torch

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

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

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

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?

Horace: I think she means it, Jasper.

Jasper: Yah, we’ll get on with it as soon as the show's over.

TV: Will you please sign in sir?

Sergeant Tibbs: Hey kids! You'd better get out of here if you want to save your skins.

Puppy: But how?

Sergeant Tibbs: Shh. There's a (1)______________ in the wall. There by the door. Come on, shake a leg. Psst. Kids, follow me.

Horace: Hey, Jasper, look! It's old Meathead.

Jasper: Yes, hey what do you know? Old Meathead Fauncewater.

Sergeant Tibbs: Come on now, don't crowd. One at a time. One at a time!

TV: Now for our last contestant this evening, panel, meet mister Percival Fauncewater. Now, mister Fauncewater, if the panel fails to guess your unusual crime in ten questions you will receive two weeks vacation at a fashionable sea-side resort all expenses paid. That is of course, after you paid your debt to society. Now, um, who will take the first question? Inspector? Um, mister Fauncewater, could your crime be classified as larceny? Uh, a theft you know? A burglary of some sort?

Sergeant Tibbs: There now! Straighten out! Form a queue along the wall. Come on! Snap it up. Faster!

TV: Uh,mister Fauncewater is a burglar by trade, but in this case his crime was not burglary. I am sorry, the answer’s no. One down, nine to go. Miss Birdwell? If your crime wasn’t robbery, well then did you, um, oh dear, um, what I mean is do something of a violent nature? That is—. Come, come, come Miss Birdwell, we’re running short of time. Oh yes, of course, so sorry. Did you do someone in?

Sergeant Tibbs: Oh, blimey

TV: No, Miss Birdwell, I’m sorry, the answer is no.  Two down, eight to go. Mister Simpkins? Oh yes, if your crime was not robbery…

Sergeant Tibbs: Psst. Hey kid, let’s go!

TV: …and not homicide, well then, could it be a violation of a city ordinance of some sort? Uh, no. The answer is no.

Jasper: Hey, get out of the way, you little runt!

TV: Three down, seven to go. Inspector? Oh, this is very confusing, I must say. Surely this crime could—. I’m terribly sorry, I’m afraid we’ve run out of time.

Jasper: Aw, now ain’t that always the way. Ah!

TV: Would it be possible for mister Fauncewater to come back next week? Then we could finish our little game? Good night audience.  See you next week at this same time on “What’s My Crime?”

Jasper: Ah, oh well. Come on, Horace. Let's get on with it. I'll pop them on the head, you do the skinning.

Horace: Ah no you don't, Jasper! I'll pop them off and you do the skinning.

Jasper: Hey Horace, look! They're gone. They flew the coop, right out through this little hole. Here, grab a (2)______________. We'll run them down before you can say "Bob's your uncle". There they go, Horace, up the (3)______________. Here, puppies! Here puppies! Come on now. Don't go hiding from old your Uncle Jasper. Oh, I ain't gonna hurt you.

Horace: But I thought we was gonna pop them off.

Jasper: Shh! Shut up. Now take a squint in there and I'll check these other two rooms.

Jasper: Here, puppies. Puppies come on out. Come out wherever you are. Horace! Oh! It's that mangy tabby (4)______________. He's the ringleader. Head them off Horace! Head them off—. ewh! Oh you bungling blockhead!

Sergeant Tibbs: Back here! Back here! Shh. Here they come.

Jasper: Double-crossing little twerps, pulling a snitch on us! And after we took care of them all this time. Oh there's gratitude for you.

Horace: It ain't fair, Jasper.

Jasper: Hey Horace, there they go!

Colonel: Sergeant? I say, Sergeant?

Sergeant Tibbs: Sorry, sir. No time to explain. (5)______________, sir.

Jasper: Shut that door Horace! We'll close in on them. That’s enough of this "Ring Around the Rosy".

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Answers:

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

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

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

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?

Horace: I think she means it, Jasper.

Jasper: Yah, we’ll get on with it as soon as the show's over.

TV: Will you please sign in sir?

Sergeant Tibbs: Hey kids! You'd better get out of here if you want to save your skins.

Puppy: But how?

Sergeant Tibbs: Shh. There's a (1)hole in the wall. There by the door. Come on, shake a leg. Psst. Kids, follow me.

Horace: Hey, Jasper, look! It's old Meathead.

Jasper: Yes, hey what do you know? Old Meathead Fauncewater.

Sergeant Tibbs: Come on now, don't crowd. One at a time. One at a time!

TV: Now for our last contestant this evening, panel, meet mister Percival Fauncewater. Now, mister Fauncewater, if the panel fails to guess your unusual crime in ten questions you will receive two weeks vacation at a fashionable sea-side resort all expenses paid. That is of course, after you paid your debt to society. Now, um, who will take the first question? Inspector? Um, mister Fauncewater, could your crime be classified as larceny? Uh, a theft you know? A burglary of some sort?

Sergeant Tibbs: There now! Straighten out! Form a queue along the wall. Come on! Snap it up. Faster!

TV: Uh,mister Fauncewater is a burglar by trade, but in this case his crime was not burglary. I am sorry, the answer’s no. One down, nine to go. Miss Birdwell? If your crime wasn’t robbery, well then did you, um, oh dear, um, what I mean is do something of a violent nature? That is—. Come, come, come Miss Birdwell, we’re running short of time. Oh yes, of course, so sorry. Did you do someone in?

Sergeant Tibbs: Oh, blimey

TV: No, Miss Birdwell, I’m sorry, the answer is no.  Two down, eight to go. Mister Simpkins? Oh yes, if your crime was not robbery…

Sergeant Tibbs: Psst. Hey kid, let’s go!

TV: …and not homicide, well then, could it be a violation of a city ordinance of some sort? Uh, no. The answer is no.

Jasper: Hey, get out of the way, you little runt!

TV: Three down, seven to go. Inspector? Oh, this is very confusing, I must say. Surely this crime could—. I’m terribly sorry, I’m afraid we’ve run out of time.

Jasper: Aw, now ain’t that always the way. Ah!

TV: Would it be possible for mister Fauncewater to come back next week? Then we could finish our little game? Good night audience.  See you next week at this same time on “What’s My Crime?”

Jasper: Ah, oh well. Come on, Horace. Let's get on with it. I'll pop them on the head, you do the skinning.

Horace: Ah no you don't, Jasper! I'll pop them off and you do the skinning.

Jasper: Hey Horace, look! They're gone. They flew the coop, right out through this little hole. Here, grab a (2)torch. We'll run them down before you can say "Bob's your uncle". There they go, Horace, up the (3)stairs. Here, puppies! Here puppies! Come on now. Don't go hiding from your old Uncle Jasper. Oh, I ain't gonna hurt you.

Horace: But I thought we was gonna pop them off.

Jasper: Shh! Shut up. Now take a squint in there and I'll check these other two rooms.

Jasper: Here, puppies. Puppies come on out. Come out wherever you are. Horace! Oh! It's that mangy tabby (4)cat. He's the ringleader. Head them off Horace! Head them off—. ewh! Oh you bungling blockhead!

Sergeant Tibbs: Back here! Back here! Shh. Here they come.

Jasper: Double-crossing little twerps, pulling a snitch on us! And after we took care of them all this time. Oh there's gratitude for you.

Horace: It ain't fair, Jasper.

Jasper: Hey Horace, there they go!

Colonel: Sergeant? I say, Sergeant?

Sergeant Tibbs: Sorry, sir. No time to explain. (5)Busy, sir.

Jasper: Shut that door Horace! We'll close in on them. That’s enough of this "Ring Around the Rosy".