Mr. Fox
[while confronting Bean]
Your tractors uprooted my tree, your posse hunted my family, your gunman kidnapped my nephew, your rat insulted my wife, and and YOU shot off my tail! [clenches through his teeth] I'm not leaving here without that necktie.
Bean
KILL HIM!
Mr. Fox
[Mr. Fox and his group ducks down as the humans open fire, destroying most of the crates they're hiding behind. Then he sees Bean and his posse reloading their guns.]
Actually, we should just go. Where did I park?
