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The episode starts off with Dylan's imagination of him as an astronaut explorer on Mars. The atmosphere resembles Mars's surface.

Dylan: "Science officer Dylan reporting. No signs of life."

An innocent pup giggles in the distance.

Dylan: "Huh? What was that?"

The giggle comes again.

Dylan: "Ho no! I just hope it's not too terrifying, tiny, SPOTTED...."

Dylan pulls down a curtain to be revealed Dizzy and Dee Dee.

Dylan: "Dalmartians!"

Dizzy & Dee Dee: "Heeheeheehee! Martian tickle"

Dylan: "Ahahahaha! Okay, you got me! You got me!"

Dizzy: "Mars's mission hide and seek is the best!"

Dee Dee: "Hey, Dizzy! That dog has the exact same spots as Dylan!"

Dylan: Ah! Guess he kinda does, Dee Dee.

Dee Dee: "Who is he, Dylan?"

Dizzy: "Why is he wearing a crown?"

Dylan: I believe he's the prince of Dalmatia.

Dizzy: Princes rule stuff, right?

Dee Dee: Ooh, you were born to rule!

Dizzy & Dee Dee: Dylan is a prince! Dylan is a prince!

Clarissa overhears the commotion.

Clarissa: What? A prince?

Dolly: (laughter) Dylan? A prince!? (laughs some more) That's hilarious! Ahahahahaa!

Dee Dee: It's true, Dolly.

Dizzy: We can prove it.

Dolly: "Huh?"

The pups murmur and then chant the word prince.

Clarissa: Dylan? From royalty? Not actually ruff-raff. Hmm. One must find out more. Gughhh!

Clarissa makes that exclamation while falling on top of items she stacked to eavesdrop on the commotion.

Dolly: Yep. Spinning image. But don't start thinking you're some kind of big deal now.

Dylan: Bwuh-ha! Not much chance around here!

Dolly: "Bwuh-ha! (fake voice) Prince Dylan of ridiculous!

Dylan: Careful Dolly! (fake voice) Or it'll be off with your head!

Dolly: (laughter, fake voice) Oh, I'm so scared, Dylan Von Dylanburg!

The doorbell rings.

Clarissa: "We're here to see Dylan."

Dolly: "Hey!"

Clarissa: Rumor has it that you're-

Pups: "Incoming!"

Clarissa: (in awe) "Descended from royalty!... Prince Dylan of Dalmatia.

Dylan: Uhhh, durrr, I guess?

Arabella: So gallant.

Prunella: So admirable.

Clarissa: I had no idea we had royalty living right next door. Aren't you clever pretending to be common? But you've never fooled me."

Dolly: Hey! You can't barge in here like you're all that!

Dylan tries to say something but is shushed by Clarissa. Clarissa then crowns him officially as "Prince Dylan of Dalmatia."

Clarissa: I declare this the throne room. The prince! The prince! All hail the Prince!

Pups: (variously) Hoorayyy! Let's go Dylan! Whooo!

Dolly: Huh. Seriously?

Clarissa: Someone failed to pledge allegiance. We shall have to keep an eye on her, ladies.

Dylan: You know, if I was a prince, I might be able to do some really good for me! I mean, my subjects. That'd be kind of cool.

Clarissa: No less! The life of a royal prince is ever so fulfilling! I'm going to have, I mean.. *clears throat* You're going to have a wonderful time, your highness.

Dolly: More like your minus, aheh!

Dylan: Uh, look. Thanks but no thanks, Clarissa. It was nice of you to drop by, but I gotta get back to my chores.

Clarissa: -gasp-

Arabella & Prunella: Chores!?

Clarissa: Princes don't do chores!

Dylan: "Oh?"

Clarissa: From this day forth, there shalt be waited on. And in paw.

Dolly: "Ha! Look lady, the prince of pooch here is not gonna be waited on by anyone, especially not by me. Hey!

Clarissa: "I shall see personally that you will never left a paw again. Once I'm officially accepted into the royal court, of course! Here's my courtier application form. Sign here!"

Dolly:(muffled, behind the doors) "Dylan! Ugh, just WHO the dog do you think you are!?"

Dylan: Hmm. A break from chores and it will drive Dolly nuts. Hahaha!

Pups: Yaaayyy!

Clarissa: Hurrah! (laughing through closed mouth) Now, who wants to be loyal subjects in the royal court?"

The pups chant 'me!' variously in eagerness.

Dylan: Ahhhh... Eek!

Dolly: So, how long do you plan to keep this up, my majestic mutt?"

Clarissa: "Out. I would like to invite you to meet the Prince of Dalmatia! Tasteful gift of mine."

Clarissa uses the Worldwide Woof to summon the upper-class dogs to come see Dylan, who has a reputation as 'Prince of Dalmatia.' A chihuahua in a bicycle basket hears Clarissa's news and spreads the word. The message then links to two large twin upper-class dogs, then a spaniel in a limo, and then an old dog who cannot hear well and needs her doggy servant to spread the word. Soon a line of rich, spoiled dogs are at the door of the Dalmatians house.

Dizzy & Dee Dee: Here you go, prince.

Dolly: Of seriously annoying Pushing it now, bro!

Dizzy: Pbbbbbtt!

Dee Dee: Hmph!

Dylan: Hmmmff.

Dizzy: This game isn't fun anymore.

Dee Dee: Clarissa is kind of bossy.

Dolly: Okay, enough prince pampering. I'm gonna talk to Dylan dog to dog.

Clarissa: -sigh-

Dolly: I demand to speak to my brother!

Clarissa: Without a royal appointment.

Dolly: Listen, Corgi! I-

Clarissa: Why don't we talk about this outside?

Dolly: Outside? Why outside?

Clarissa locks her and the pups out of the throne room. Dolly is quite annoyed at her.

Dolly: Ugh! Why you stuck-up-

Clarissa: Only those loyal to Prince Dylan are allowed in court. Toodle-loo!

Dolly: RrrrRRR!

Dylan: Huh... It really is Dollsville here without...Dolly?

Arabella pushes the load of pups out of Dylan's reign. The pups exclaim variously about how unfair she is being.

Da Vinci: Thbbppt!

Pups: Aw, no fair! Drop it! Hey!

Clarissa laughs smugly at them.

The pups continue to jeer, complain, and try to confront Clarissa for her unfairness.

Dylan: Hey! Why is everyone locked out!?

Prunella: "You mean banished!"

Arabella: "They're disloyal subjects."

Dylan: They're not subjects. They're my family! Oomph!

Clarissa: "We'll be our family, now. Especially after our royal wedding."

Dylan: "What!? Our. Wedding!? Uh, I-I-I-I'm too young to get married!"

Clarissa: "But Dillykins dearest! You've already signed our marriage certificate."

Dylan: "B-but that was your courtier's application!"

Clarissa: "Ooh, I think you find it says 'marriage certificate."

She points to the words and Dylan finally realizes what he has done.

Dylan: Ohhh no! Oh my dog! Oh my dog! Oh my dog!

Clarissa: "Then, after our official 'royal wedding,' I'll help you rule when I want and deal with the ruff-raff."

Clarissa: "Ooh! Look! What an adorable doggy top for Dillykins to wear!"

Arabella & Prunella croon and agreeably explain with Clarissa while gazing at the magazine.

Clarissa: "I'm going to dedicate the rest of my life to my prince telling him what to wear, where to go, what to do. Where do you think you're going?"

Dylan: Uh, nowhere! Uh, I was just wondering what color bowls we should have at our wedding! Yeah!"

Clarissa: Bowls!? Bowls...

Prunella: Pink with laughing doll? Baby blue?

Clarissa: Ugh, oh ghost prune. That will clash with the kibble cake icing!"

The pups continue to complain for Dylan.

Dolly: "Well, well, well. If it isn't a royal visit from Prince Loser of Loserania! Okay, I'm running out of inventive insults."

Dylan: "Dolly, please. I need your help."

Dolly: "What? To plump your cushions?"

Dylan: "No. Clarissa tricked me. She got me to sign a marriage certificate!

Dolly & the pups burst into laughter about the marriage certificate.

Dolly: "You're marrying Clarissa?! A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Dylan: "This ain't!... Okay, this is serious. She wants a big royal wedding. You gotta help me, please!"

Dolly: Ahaha, I gotta! (laughter) Really?

Dylan: "Okay, okay. You were right. I am Prince Dylan of ridiculous. And now I'm stuck with Princess Clarissa!"

Dolly: (laughter) W-wait a minute. That would make her my... my sister-in-law! Ahhhh! (breathes heavy) It's time for... a revolution!"

Dylan: Ughh! Yeck! Ptoo! Princess, Clarissa. Come here at once! I won't ask twice. What is this!?

Clarissa: Uh, it's some holes the food was having at the wedding!"

Dylan: "Are we having a royal wedding or some common streak party? This tastes like it's from a discount supermarket! One sibling must have the finest kibble in the kingdom!"

Clarissa: Dylan! I-I *scoff* Arabella! Prunella! Why do you think-

Dylan: I expected higher standards from you, Clarissa! Kibble. The best! NOW!

Clarissa: Gughhh!

Dylan: Is that bowl gold!? Where is my filtered water? Bring on the bonbons!"

Dolly: "Huh?"

Clarissa: "Ugh, so demanding.

Dolly:

Dolly

Dolly:

Dylan:

Clarissa, Arabella, and Prunella: -gasp-

Dolly:

Dylan:

Clarissa:

Dylan:

Clarissa:

Dolly:

Dylan:

Clarissa:

Prunella:

Dolly:

Clarissa:

Clarissa

Clarissa: Come, girls. Let us never speak of this again."

Delilah:

Dylan & Dolly: "Hey Mom!"

Delilah:

Dylan:

Delilah:

The episode ends with Clarissa coming across portraits of the canine in the royal portrait. She tries to ignore it, adding a touch to the episode's end.

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