Most scenes together: Judy & Nick (21), Judy & Chief Bogo (5), Judy & Stu (5)
First... we need to acknowledge the elephant in the room. [turns to an elephant officer] Francine. [they look at Francine in mild suspense] Happy birthday.
Heh, oh yeah? [gives Officer Jackson a noogie]
More bad news in the city gripped by fear. A caribou is in critical condition, the victim of mauling by a savage polar bear. This, the 27th such attack, comes just one week after ZPD officer Judy Hopps connected the violence to traditionally predatory animals.
Meanwhile, a peace rally organized by pop star Gazelle was marred by protest. [Gazelle is seen in front of a protest peace rally. Judy is seen between a frantic pig and a female leopard, trying to break up the argument.]
Go back to the forest, predator!
I'm from the savannah!
Zootopia is a unique place. It's a crazy, beautiful, diverse city where we celebrate our differences. [looks behind herself for a moment and gestures] This is not the Zootopia I know. [Judy is still standing between the frantic pig and the female leopard.] The Zootopia I know is better than this. We don't just blindly assign blame. [On a train, Judy sees a tiger sitting next to a bunny mother and child, playing on his phone placidly. The mother pulls the child close to her. The tiger's eyebrows narrow slightly. Judy looks on in shame.] We don't know why these attacks keep happening, but it is irresponsible to label all predators as savages. [In the asylum, Mrs. Otterton sees her husband in his savage state, tethered to a pole in the middle of the room, snarling and pacing. Judy walks up to her and puts her hand on her shoulder.]
That's not my Emmitt. [Judy sadly looks at her; looks down and closes her eyes]
We cannot let fear divide us. Please, give me back the Zootopia I love.
Come on, Hopps. The new mayor wants to see us.
The mayor? Why?
It would seem you've arrived.
Clawhauser? What are you doing?
Um, they thought it would be better if a predator, such as myself, wasn't the first face that you see when you walk into the ZPD.
They're gonna move me to records. It's downstairs. It's by the boiler. [Clawhauser sadly walks off, Judy looks at him, upset and guilty. Bogo calls to her by the door.]
Hopps!
Um, I don't understand.
Our city is 90% prey, Judy, and right now, they're just really scared. You're a hero to them. They trust you. And so that's why Chief Bogo and I want you to be the public face of the ZPD.
I'm...not-- I'm not a hero. I came here to make the world a better place, but I think I broke it.
Don't give yourself so much credit, Hopps. The world has always been broken. That's why we need good cops. Like you.
With all due respect, sir, a good cop is supposed to serve and protect—help the city, not tear it apart. I don't deserve this badge. [takes off her badge]
Judy, you've worked so hard to get here. It's what you wanted since you were a kid. You can't quit.
Thank you for the opportunity. [walks out of Bellwether's office in shame]
Carrots? Hopps! [worriedly] Judy!!
Wow, you are one hot dancer, Chief Bogo. [Bogo smiles, and then quickly puts his phone away as Clawhauser enters his office.]
Chief Bogo!
Not now!
Wait, is that Gazelle?
No!
You have the app, too? [squeals] Ohhh... Chief!
Clawhauser, can't you see I'm working on the missing mammal cases?
Oh, oh, oh, yes, of course. About that, sir, Officer Hopps just called. She found all of 'em!
Mayor Lionheart, you have the right to remain silent. Anything--
Lionheart You don't understand! I was trying to protect the city!
You were just trying to protect your job.
Lionheart No, listen! We still don't know why this is happening. It could destroy Zootopia.
You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. (You have the right to an attorney. If you can't afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights as they have been read to you?)
All right, look, everyone comes to Zootopia thinking they can be anything they want. Well, you can’t. You can only be what you are. [points to himself] Sly fox, [points to Judy] dumb bunny.
I am not a dumb bunny. [sinks a bit and there is a soft squelch as she sinks to her knees]
Right. [points down] And that's not wet cement. [Judy is seen up to her knees in cement; Three construction beavers take notice and glare at her; he walks off as Judy struggles to break loose] You'll never be a real cop. You’re a cute meter maid, though. Maybe a supervisor one day. Hang in there! [turns around a corner, leaving Judy upset]
Judy, you ever wonder how your mom and me got to be so darn happy?
Well, we gave up on our dreams, and we settled, right, Bon?
Oh, yes, that's right, Stu. We settled hard.
See? That's the beauty of complacency, Jude. If you don't try anything new, you'll never fail!
I like trying, actually. [jumps on a line of hay and skips]
What your father means, hun, is that it's gonna be difficult, impossible even, for you to become a police officer.
Right! There's never been a bunny cop.
No.
Bunnies don't do that.
Never!
Never.
Oh... [enthusiasm picks up again] Then I guess I'll have to be the first one! Because I [runs to a stand, flips off of it, and lands, striking a pose] am gonna make the world a better place!
Or, uh, heck, you know, if you wanna talk about making the world a better place, no better way to do it than becoming a carrot farmer.
Yes! Your dad, me, your 275 brothers and sisters, we're changing the world!
Yeah.
One carrot at a time!
Amen to that. Carrot farming is a noble profession.
Judy! Judy!
Mayor Bellwether! We found out what's happening. Someone's darting predators with a serum. That's what's making them go savage.
I'm so proud of you, Judy. You did just a super job.
Thank you, ma'am. [starts to hand Bellwether the case, but suddenly, she takes it away in surprised suspicion] How did you know where to find us?
I'll go ahead, and I'll take that case now.
Run.
When I was a kid, I thought Zootopia was this perfect place, where everyone got along, and anyone could be anything. [Judy sees a giraffe calf and a tiger cub playing with a soccer ball. It comes to her; she does a few tricks and kicks it back to them.] Turns out, real life is a little bit more complicated than a slogan on a bumper sticker. Real life is messy. [She goes to the ZPD and sees Clawhauser, happy and back at his old job. He sets up his stuff and sees Officers Higgins and Krumpanski giving him two boxes of donuts. He smiles. Judy smiles, too.] We all have limitations, we all make mistakes, which means - hey, glass half full! - We all have a lot in common. And the more we try to understand one another, the more exceptional each of us will be.
But we have to try. So no matter what type of animal you are, from the biggest elephant to our first fox, [Nick in full police uniform, lifts his shades, and winks at Judy, inspired by her words] I implore you - try. Try to make the world a better place.
Look inside yourself and recognize that change starts with you. It starts with me. It starts with all of us.
Otterton is my florist. He's like a part of the family. He had something important he wanted to discuss. That's why I sent that car to pick him up. But he never arrived.
Because he was attacked?
No. He attacked.
Otterton?
Otterton... He went crazy - ripped up the car, scared my driver half to death, [his eyes are visible for a moment and widen as he says this last part] and disappeared into the night. [holds his paw out for emphasis]
But he's a sweet little otter.
Hmm. My child, we may be evolved, but deep down, we are still animals.
Well, hello. Step right up. Anything you need, I got it. All your favorite movies! I got movies that haven't even been released yet! [the pedestrian rightfully refuses] Hey, 15% off! 20! Make me an offer! Come on!
What's it to you, Wilde? Shouldn't you be melting down a pawpsicle or somethin'? [notices and recognizes Judy; smugly] Hey, if it isn't Flopsy the Copsy.
We both know those weren't moldy onions I caught you stealing. [sternly] What were you gonna do with those Night Howlers, Wesselton?
It's Weaselton. Duke Weaselton. And I ain't talkin', rabbit. And there's nothin' you can do to make me.
Ice him.
You dirty rat! Why are you helpin' her? She's a cop!
And the godmother to my future granddaughter.
I'm gonna name her Judy.
Alright, alright, please! I'll talk! I'll talk! I stole them Night Howlers so I could sell 'em. They offered me what I couldn't refuse: Money.
And to whom did you sell them?
A ram named Doug. We got a drop spot underground. Just watch it. Doug is the opposite of friendly. He's unfriendly.
Officer, I can't thank you enough. So kind, really. Can I pay you back?
Oh no, my treat. It just - you know, it burns me up to see folks with such backward attitudes toward foxes. I just wanna say that you're a great dad and just a... A real articulate fella.
Well, that is high praise. It's rare that I find someone so non-patronizing. Officer...
Hopps. Mr...
Wilde. Nick Wilde. [shakes paws with Judy]
And you, little guy, you want to be an elephant when you grow up? You be an elephant. Because this is Zootopia. [places a badge sticker on Finnick] Anyone can be anything. [Finnick toots]
Come on! He bared his teeth first!
Down here! [Clawhauser looks out from his desk and sees her] Hi!
O.M. Goodness. [puts down his bowl of cereal, clearly surprised and excited] They really did hire a bunny. [laughs] What?! Heh, I gotta tell you, you are even cuter than I thought you'd be!
Ooh, uh, you probably didn't know, but a bunny can call another bunny cute, but when other animals do it, it's a little...
I am so sorry! [pointing to himself] Me, Benjamin Clawhauser, the guy everyone thinks is just a flabby, donut-loving cop stereotyping you. Aw...
That's okay. [notices a donut stuck under Clawhauser's neck fold] Oh, you've actually - you've actually got... There's a...
Um... A what?
In your neck, the fold... The - the, there's...
Where? [Pulls the donut out of his neck fat] Oh, there you went, you little dickens! [eats the donut whole.] Nom!
Great. Thank you! [walks off to the bull pen as the other officers stare at her in astonishment]
Aww! That poor little bunny's gonna get eaten alive.
Om... Om... Om...
Om... Om...
Hello? Hello!
Hmm?
Hello. My name is--
Oh, you know, I'm gonna hit the pause button right there, cause we're all good on bunny scout cookies.
Uh, no. I'm Officer Hopps, ZPD. I'm looking for a missing mammal, Emmitt Otterton, right here. He may have frequented this establishment.
Yeah, old Emmitt! [laughs] Haven't seen him in a couple of weeks. But, hey, you should talk to his yoga instructor. I'd be happy to take you back.
Oh, thank you so much, I'd appreciate that more than you can imagine, it'd be such an-- [covers her eyes] OHHHHHH! You are naked!
Huh? Oh, for sure! We're a naturalist club! [laughs]
Yeah. In Zootopia, anyone can be anything. And these guys, they be naked.
Nangi's just on the other side of the pleasure pool.
Oh, boy. Does this make you uncomfortable? Because if so, there's no shame in calling quits.
Yes, there is. [enters the oasis]
Yeah, some mammals say the naturalist life is weird, but you know what I say is weird? Clothes on animals. Here we go! [Judy groans; the trio approaches Nangi] As you can see, Nangi's an elephant, so she'll totally remember everything. Hey, Nangi, these dudes have some questions about Emmitt the otter.
Who?
Uh, Emmitt Otterton? Been coming to your yoga class for, like, 6 years?
I have no memory of this beaver.
He's an otter, actually.
He was here a couple of Wednesdays ago, remember?
No.
Yeah, he was wearing a cable knit sweater vest and a new pair of corduroy slacks. Oh, and a Paisley tie, sweet Windsor knot. Real tight. Remember that, Nangi?
No.
Yeah, and we both walked him out, and he got into this big old white car with a silver trim. Needed a tune-up, the third cylinder wasn't firing. Remember that, Nangi?
Nope.
Um, uh, you didn't happen to catch the license plate number, did you?
Oh, for sure. It was 2-9-T-H-D-0-3.
0-3. Wow, this is a lot of great info, thank you.
Told you Nangi has a mind like a steel trap. Ah, I wish I had a memory like an elephant.
Rabbit, whatever you do, do not let go!
No, you-- What?!
One, two--
No, I said, do not-- RABBIT! [Judy lets go and swings herself and Nick under the bridge, ending up trapped in vines. Manchas growls at them.] Carrots, you saved my life.
Well, that's what we do at the ZPD. AAAAHH! [The vines snap, sending the pair falling into the trees.]
Wait, they're all sloths?! [seeing all the sloths work so slowly] You said this was gonna be quick!
Are you saying that because he's a sloth he can't be fast? I thought in Zootopia, anyone could be anything. [walks up to one of the sloths with Judy] Flash, Flash, 100-yard dash! Buddy, it's nice to see you.
Nice to... see you... too.
Hey, Flash, I'd love you to meet my friend. Uh, darling, I've forgotten your name.
Hmm... Ah… Officer Judy Hopps, ZPD. How are ya?
I am... doing... just...
...as well... as... I can... be. What...
...can I... do...
Well, I was hoping you could run a plate--
...for you...
Well, I was hoping you could--
...today? [pauses for a few seconds]
Well, I was hoping you could run a plate for us. We are in a really big hurry.
Sure. What's the... plate...
2-9-T--
...number?
2-9-T-H-D-0-3.
2...9...
...T...
H-D-0-3.
...H...
D-0-3.
...D...
Mmm-hmm. 0-3.
...0...
Hey, Flash, wanna hear a joke?
No!
Sure. [Judy growls annoyedly]
Okay, [inhales] what do you call a three-humped camel?
I don't... know. What...do...you call...a...
...three-humped... camel?
Pregnant. [laughs and nudges Judy]
Ha-ha! Yes, very funny, very funny! [seriously] Can we please just focus on the task---
Hey...
Wait, wait, wait!
...Priscilla!
Oh, no!
Priscilla Yes... Flash?
What...
Oh!
...do...
No!
...you call a...
A three-humped camel? Pregnant! Okay, great! We got it! Please, just...
...three-humped... [Judy growls in frustration and bangs her head on the counter. Much later, the paper prints out; slowly separates it at the perforation and hands it to Judy] Here...
Yes! Yeah, yeah, yeah, hurry.
...you...
...go.
It's registered to... Tundratown Limo Service! A limo took Otterton! And the limo's in Tundratown! [quickly runs out] It's in Tundratown!
Hurry! We gotta beat the rush hour and-- [looks outside, shocked] IT'S NIGHT?! [the scene changes to the Tundratown Limo Service; tugs on the lock on the gate] Closed! Great.
Mm. And I will betcha you don't have to warrant to get in, hmm? Darn it. It's a bummer.
You wasted the day on purpose!
Madam, I have a fake badge. I would never impede your pretend investigation.
It's not a pretend investigation. [reveals Emmitt's family picture] Look, see? See him? This otter is missing.
Well, they should've gotten a real cop to find him.
What is your problem? Does seeing me fail somehow make you feel better about your own sad, miserable life?
It does, 100%. Now, since you're sans warrant, I guess we're... done?
Hey! [Judy throws the carrot pen over the fence] First off, you throw like a bunny. Second, you're a very sore loser. [starts climbing the fence] See you later, Officer Fluff! So sad that this is over; I wish I could've helped more! [jumps down, only to see Judy holding the pen, much to his shock]
The thing is: [reveals that she dug through the fence] You don't need a warrant if you have probable cause, and I'm pretty sure I saw a shifty lowlife climbing the fence, so you're helping plenty. Come on! [walks away smugly, much to Nick's hurt and frustration]
I thought this was just a missing mammal case, but it's way bigger. Mr. Otterton did not just disappear. I believe he, and this jaguar, they... they went savage, sir.
Savage? This isn't the Stone Age, Hopps. Animals don't "go savage".
I thought so too... [moves the leaves to show Manchas] 'Till I saw this.
The savage jaguar?
Sir, I know what I saw. He almost killed us!
Or maybe any aggressive predator looks "savage" to you rabbits. [to the ZPD] Let's go! [starts to leave]
No. Wait! Sir, I'm not the only one who saw him. [looks at Nick, who is between the officers] Nick!
Well, he was a key witness, and I-
Two days to find the otter, or you quit. That was the deal. [holds out his hoof] Badge.
BADGE!
Sorry, what I said was, "No!" She will not be giving you that badge.
Look, you gave her a... a clown vest, a three-wheeled joke-mobile, and two days to solve a case you guys haven't cracked in two weeks? [Chief Bogo looks slightly ashamed] Yeah, it's no wonder she needed to get help from a fox. None of you guys were gonna help her, were you?
Here's the thing, chief. You gave her the 48 hours, so technically we still have... [counts and holds out his paws] ten left to find our Mr. Otterton, and that is exactly what we're gonna do. So, if you'll excuse us, we have a very big lead to follow, and a case to crack. [salutes] Good day.
