[Judy has tracked down Nick, believing him to be a lead in her case. She drives her meter maid cart next to him.]
Hi! Hello! It's me again.
N Nick
Hey, it's Officer Toot-toot!
Ha-ha-ho. No. Actually, it's Officer Hopps, and I'm here to ask you some questions about a case.
N Nick
What happened, meter maid? Did someone steal a traffic cone? It wasn't me.
N Nick
[Annoyed, Judy rides up and pulls up in front of Nick, blaring her siren.]
Hey, Carrots, you're gonna wake the baby. I gotta get to work.
[gets out of her cart with the folder, a notepad, and a carrot pen]
This is important, sir. I think your "$10" worth of pawpsicles can wait.
N Nick
Ha! I make 200 bucks a day, Fluff. 365 days a year, since I was 12. And time is money. Hop along.
Please, just look at the picture. [shows a close up picture of Otterton] You sold Mr. Otterton that pawpsicle, right? Do you know him?
N Nick
I know everybody. And I also know that somewhere, there's a toy store missing its stuffed animal. So why don't you get back to your box?
[her smile drops, then becomes serious]
Fine. Then we’ll have to do this the hard way.
N Nick
[In a split second, there’s a parking boot attached to Nick’s stroller.]
Did you just boot my stroller?
Nicholas Wilde, you are under arrest.
N Nick
[scoffs amused]
For what? [baby voice] Hurting your feewings?
[smiles slyly]
Felony tax evasion. [Nick's smile fades and his eyes widen flabbergasted as Judy writes.] Yeah... $200 a day, 365 days a year since you were 12... So that's two decades, so times 20, which is... $1,460,000, I think. I mean, I am just a dumb bunny, but we are good at multiplying. Anyway, according to your tax forms, you reported, let me see here... zero! [Nick's face freezes in shock] Unfortunately, lying on a federal form is a punishable offense. Five years jail time.
N Nick
Well, it's my word against yours.
N Nick
[Judy pulls out her carrot pen and plays back Nick's confession.] [through carrot pen]
"200 bucks a day, Fluff. 365 days a year, since I was 12."
Actually, it's your word against yours. And if you want this pen, you're going to help me find this poor missing otter, or the only place you'll be selling pawpsicles is the prison cafeteria. [grins] It's called a hustle, sweetheart.
F Finnick
[Slight pause]
She hustled you. [opens the stroller, laughing] She hustled you good! You're a cop now, Nick! You're gonna need one of these. [slaps his police sticker on Nick's shirt. Nick frowns] Have fun working with the fuzz! [leaves still laughing]
N Nick
[sighs]
I don't know where he is, I only saw where he went.
Great! Let's go! [gets in her car]
N Nick
[grins]
It's not exactly a place for a cute little bunny.
[annoyed]
Don't call me cute! Get in the car!
N Nick
[smirking]
Okay, you're the boss. [joins Judy]
N Nick
[Judy and Nick are searching a limousine for clues, when Nick finds a glass emblazoned with a "B".]
Well, now, wait a minute. Polar bear fur, Rat Pack music, fancy cup? [realizes something] I know whose car this is. We gotta go!
N Nick
The most feared crime boss in Tundratown. They call him Mr. Big, and he does not like me, so we gotta go!
We're not leaving, this is a crime scene!
N Nick
Well, it's gonna be an even bigger crime scene if Mr. Big finds me here, [opens door] so we're leaving right now! [He turns and sees two polar bears waiting for them] Oh, gah! Raymond! And is that Kevin? Long time, no see. And speaking of no see, how about you forget you saw me? Huh? For old time's sake? [Raymond and Kevin grab Judy and Nick by their throats] That's a no.
[Judy and Nick are sitting between the two bears in a car being driven to see Mr. Big. One of the bears is looking on his smartphone at a photo of him and the other bear trapping a wolf in a headlock and chuckles to himself.] [whispering]
What did you do that made Mr. Big so mad at you?
N Nick
[whispering]
I, um... I may have sold him a very expensive wool rug...that was made from the fur of a skunk...'s butt.
Oh, sweet cheese and crackers.
[Mr. Big, a crime boss arctic shrew, is interrogating Nick after two polar bears brought him and Judy to his home.] [speaking in a Vito-Corleone-style voice]
You come here unannounced on the day my daughter is to be married.
N Nick
Well, actually, we were brought here against our will, so... [laughs nervously; Mr. Big gives him a look] Point is, I, I did not know that it was your car, and I certainly did not know about your daughter's wedding.
I trusted you, Nicky. I welcomed you into my home. We broke bread together. Grandmama made you a cannoli. And how did you repay my generosity? With a rug, made from the butt of a skunk. A skunk butt rug. You disrespected me. You disrespected my Grandmama, whom I buried in that skunk butt rug. [Koslov crosses his chest in prayer.] I told you to never to show your face here again, but here you are, snooping around with this... [to Judy] What are you, a performer? What's with the costume?
N Nick
Mime! She is a mime! This mime cannot speak! You can't speak if you're a mime.
No, I am a cop. [Nick sighs; Judy shows the Otterton picture] And I'm on the Emmitt Otterton case, and my evidence puts him in your car! So intimidate me all you want, I'm gonna find out what you did to that otter if it's the last thing I do.
Then I have only one request: Say hello to Grandmama. [to the polar bears] Ice 'em!
N Nick
[The polar bears grab Judy and Nick.]
Whoa, whoa, whoa! I didn't see nothing! I'm not saying nothing!
Put me down! [the polar bears open a trap door, revealing an ice water pit below and dangle Judy and Nick]
N Nick
No, no, no, no, no! If you're mad at me about the rug, I've got more rugs!
FF Fru Fru
[enters the room in a wedding dress]
Oh, Daddy! It's time for our dance! [sees the polar bears, holding Judy and Nick above the pit; upset] Uh! What did we say? No icing anyone at my wedding!
I have to baby, Daddy has to. Ice 'em! [the polar bears prepare to lower Judy and Nick]
FF Fru Fru
Wait. Wait! [the polar bears stop again] She's the bunny that saved my life yesterday! From that giant donut!
FF Fru Fru
Yeah! [waves to Judy] Hi!
FF Fru Fru
Aw... Thank you!
Hm. Put 'em down. [the polar bears close the trap door and put Judy and Nick down; to Judy] You have done me a great service. I will help you find the otter. I will take your kindness and pay it forward. [Judy leans forward and Mr. Big kisses Judy on both cheeks. Nick looks at them dumbfounded]
N Nick
[Nick is finishing telling Judy his story of how he was bullied by prey junior ranger scout kids as a kid.]
I learned two things that day. One: I was never gonna let anyone see that they got to me.
N Nick
If the world's only gonna see a fox as shifty and untrustworthy, there's no point trying to be anything else.
[Comfortingly]
Nick, you are so much more than that. [puts her paw on Nick's arm, who becomes uncomfortable and quickly changes the subject]
N Nick
Boy, look at that traffic down there. How about we go up to Chuck in traffic central? Chuck, how’re things looking on the jam-cams?
Nick, I’m glad you told me.
[Judy has just finished speaking at a press conference and has inadvertently offended Nick.] [relieved]
That went so fast, I didn't get a chance to mention you, or say anything about how we --
N Nick
[upset]
Oh, I think you said plenty.
N Nick
"Clearly there's a biological component"? "These predators may be reverting back to their primitive savage ways"? Are you serious?
I just stated the facts of the case. I mean, it's not like a bunny could go savage.
N Nick
Right. But a fox could, huh?
Nick, stop it! You're not like them.
N Nick
[gets angry]
Oh, there's a them now?!
You know what I mean! You're not that kind of predator.
N Nick
The kind that needs to be muzzled? The kind that makes you think you need to carry around fox repellent? Yeah, don't think I didn't notice that little item the first time we met! So l-let me ask you a question: are you afraid of me? [Judy stares at Nick in disbelief, her nose slightly twitching in fear.] Do you think I might go nuts? Think I might go savage? You think that I might try to...[jumps forward] EAT YOU?! [Judy instinctively jumps back and puts her hand over the Fox Repellent.] I knew it. [scoffs] Just when I thought somebody actually believed in me, huh? [He gives Judy back the application she gave him for the ZPD and leaves.] Probably best if you don't have a predator as a partner.
[Judy has found Nick under a bridge and tries to reconcile with him.]
Oh, Nick! Night howlers aren't wolves. They're toxic flowers! I think someone is targeting predators on purpose and making them go savage.
N Nick
[deadpan; sarcastically]
Wow. Isn't that interesting. [gets up and walks under the bridge, while Judy follows him]
Wait, listen! I... I know you'll never forgive me. And I don't blame you. I wouldn't forgive me either. [Nick stops walking, but doesn't look at her.] I was ignorant and irresponsible and small-minded. But predators shouldn't suffer because of my mistakes. I have to fix this, but I can't do it without you. [Nick still doesn't look at her.] And after we're done... you can hate me. And-- [she starts crying; voice breaking] And that'll be fine, because I was a horrible friend, and I hurt you, and you-- And you can walk away knowing that you were right all along. I really am just a dumb bunny.
[Judy continues crying, until Nick replays her words with her carrot pen.] [through carrot pen]
I really am just a dumb bunny. [rewind] I really am just a dumb bunny.
N Nick
[turns around and smiles]
Don't worry, Carrots. I'll let you erase it... in 48 hours. [Judy tears up with joy; she wipes away her tears and walks slowly towards Nick] All right, get in here. [Judy comes closer and leans her face on Nick's torso, still sobbing; Nick embraces her] OK. Oh, you bunnies. You're so emotional. There we go, deep breath. Are you just trying to steal the pen? Is that what this is? [Judy laughs a bit and tries to grab the pen.] You are standing on my tail though, off-off-off-off...
[after Judy and Nick have been thrown into the pit in the museum by one of Bellwether's henchmen; the suitcase with the dart gun and serum pellet knocked out of their hands]
Well, you should have just stayed at the carrot farm, huh? It really is too bad, I... I did like you.
What are you gonna do? Kill me?
[laughs]
No, of course not. [aims the dart gun at Nick, evilly] He is.
[Bellwether shoots Nick with a serum pellet; he falls to the floor, writhing]
No! Oh, Nick!
[talking via cellphone, fake panicked]
Yes? Police? There's a savage fox in Natural History Museum! Officer Hopps is down! Please, hurry!
No, Nick. Don't you do this, fight it.
Oh, but he can't help it. Can he? Since preds are just... biologically predisposed to be savages.
[Nick turns feral and attacks Judy. She tries to run away and defend herself by throwing a stuffed fawn at him. She then cowers by the wall as Nick rips the fawn to pieces with his teeth]
Gosh! Think of the headlines: "Hero cop killed by savage fox"!
So that's it? Prey fears predator and you stay in power?
Fear always works! And I'll dart every predator in Zootopia to keep it that way.
[as Nick closes in on her, growling]
Oh, Nick... No...
[Nick locks his jaws on Judy's neck. Judy screams excruciatingly. However, after a short pause, Nick releases her and smiles] [sticks out her tongue; theatrically]
Bleh! Blood! Blood! Blood! And death!
N Nick
All right, you know, you're milking it. Besides, I think we got it. [to Bellwether] I think we got it! We got it up there, thank you, Yakety-Yak! You've laid it all out beautifully!
[looks at the dart gun, shocked]
What?
N Nick
Yeah, oh, are, are you looking for the serum? [reaches into his shirt pocket and shows the real serum pellet] Well, it's right here.
What have you got in the weapon there? [Bellwether opens the dart gun's slot and discovers it is loaded with blueberries] Those are blueberries. From my family's farm!
N Nick
[tastes the blueberry and blows a kiss]
Mwah! They are delicious. You should try some.
[growls furiously, closing the gun]
I framed Lionheart, I can frame you too! It's my word against yours.
Oooh! Actually... [pulls out her carrot pen and plays back Bellwether's confession]
[through carrot pen]
"And I'll dart every predator in Zootopia to keep it that way."
It's your word against yours.
[her jaw drops, dumbfounded]
Huh?
It's called a hustle, sweetheart. Boom.
[panicking, Bellwether tries to run, but finds herself already surrounded by Chief Bogo and the ZPD]
All right, all right, enough. Shut it! [the officers sit] We have some new recruits with us this morning, including our first fox. [Nick is seen sitting next to Judy on the same chair she's standing on] Who cares?
N Nick
Ha! You should have your own line of inspirational greeting cards, sir!
Shut your mouth, Wilde! [Judy and the officers snicker, and Bogo takes out his glasses and files] Assignments: Officers Grizzoli, Fangmeyer, Delgato; Tundratown SWAT. [they stand and leave] Snarlov, Higgins, Wolfard; undercover. [Snarlov puts on a green cap, Higgins puts on a fake mustache, and Wolfard puts on a sheep costume and they leave.] Hopps, Wilde... parking duty. Dismissed. [Judy and Nick look at the chief shocked. Then Bogo smiles] Just kidding! [seriously] We have reports of a street racer tearing up Savannah Central. Find him, shut him down.
[last lines, before end credits; The light changes to green and before they can move, a red car with tinted windows zooms past them. They take notice and smile at each other. Nick puts on his shades and turns on the siren. Judy hits the pedal and they chase after the car. They manage to pull over the speeding motorist, and walk up to the car.]
Sir, you were going 115 miles per hour, I hope you have a good explanation.
N Nick
[The window rolls down revealing Flash, looking at them nervously, and Judy is shocked.] [surprised, removes his shades]
Flash, Flash, Hundred-Yard-Dash!
F Flash
[slowly smiles sheepishly]
Nick!
N Nick
[Exiting the ice cream parlor, Jumbeaux’s Café, after Judy gave the jumbo-pop to Nick and Finnick, who is disguised as a toddler in an elephant costume.]
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.
N Nick
Well, that is high praise. It's rare that I find someone so non-patronizing. Officer...
N Nick
Wilde. Nick Wilde. [shakes paws with Judy]
[to Finnick]
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]
N Nick
[After Judy spotted Nick and found out what he’s doing with the jumbo-pop, Nick explains that she’ll never be a cop.] [sighs, then kneels]
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]
N Nick
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]
Y Yax
[Judy and Nick are at the Mystic Spring Oasis.] [chanting]
Om... Om... Om...
[clears throat]
Hi. Uh, hello.
Y Yax
[loudly]
Om... Om...
Y Yax
[Yax snaps out of his meditation, shaking his head, making flies buzz around his head. Yax removes his hair from his eyes, looks down, and sees Judy.]
Hmm?
Y Yax
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.
Y Yax
[looks at the picture of Emmitt and sneezes]
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!
Y Yax
Huh? Oh, for sure! We're a naturalist club! [laughs]
N Nick
Yeah. In Zootopia, anyone can be anything. And these guys, they be naked.
Y Yax
Nangi's just on the other side of the pleasure pool.
N Nick
[Much to her shock, Judy sees many nude animals]
Oh, boy. Does this make you uncomfortable? Because if so, there's no shame in calling quits.
Yes, there is. [enters the oasis]
N Nick
[sarcastically]
Boy, that's the spirit.
Y Yax
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.
Y Yax
Uh, Emmitt Otterton? Been coming to your yoga class for, like, 6 years?
N Nangi
I have no memory of this beaver.
Y Yax
He was here a couple of Wednesdays ago, remember?
Y Yax
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?
Y Yax
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?
N Nangi
[with her body curled into the shape of a backwards C]
Nope.
Um, uh, you didn't happen to catch the license plate number, did you?
Y Yax
Oh, for sure. It was 2-9-T-H-D-0-3.
[Nick seems amazed at Nangi's flexibility and looks at Judy's notes, and briefly nods] [writing it down] (2-9-T-H-D-)
0-3. Wow, this is a lot of great info, thank you.
Y Yax
Told you Nangi has a mind like a steel trap. Ah, I wish I had a memory like an elephant.
[Judy and Nick arrive at the Department of Motor Vehicles to look up the license plate number; Judy is shocked to see that the DMV is run by sloths.]
Wait, they're all sloths?! [seeing all the sloths work so slowly] You said this was gonna be quick!
N Nick
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.
F Flash
Nice to... see you... too.
N Nick
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?
F Flash
I am... doing... just...
[trying to finish Flash's sentence]
Fine?
F Flash
...as well... as... I can... be. What...
N Nick
[to Judy; smugly]
Hang in there.
F Flash
...can I... do...
Well, I was hoping you could run a plate--
Well, I was hoping you could--
F Flash
...today? [pauses for a few seconds]
Well, I was hoping you could run a plate for us. We are in a really big hurry.
F Flash
Sure. What's the... plate...
F Flash
[begins typing the plate number very slowly on his computer]
2...9...
[trying to speed up the process]
T-H-D-0-3.
F Flash
[pauses; types D]
...D...
N Nick
Hey, Flash, wanna hear a joke?
F Flash
[stops typing]
Sure. [Judy growls annoyedly]
N Nick
Okay, [inhales] what do you call a three-humped camel?
F Flash
I don't... know. What...do...you call...a...
[impatiently]
...three-humped...camel.
F Flash
...three-humped... camel?
N Nick
Pregnant. [laughs and nudges Judy]
[Flash stares for a few seconds and starts laughing slowly.] [sarcastically]
Ha-ha! Yes, very funny, very funny! [seriously] Can we please just focus on the task---
P Priscilla
Yes... Flash?
[desperately trying to speed up the joke]
A three-humped camel? Pregnant! Okay, great! We got it! Please, just...
F Flash
...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.
[hastily grabs the paper]
Thank you! 29THD03.
It's registered to... Tundratown Limo Service! A limo took Otterton! And the limo's in Tundratown! [quickly runs out] It's in Tundratown!
N Nick
[to Flash]
Way to hustle, bud. I love ya. I owe ya. [walks out of the DMV with Judy]
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.
N Nick
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!
N Nick
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.
N Nick
Well, they should've gotten a real cop to find him.
[puts the picture away; disappointed]
What is your problem? Does seeing me fail somehow make you feel better about your own sad, miserable life?
N Nick
It does, 100%. Now, since you're sans warrant, I guess we're... done?
[sighs]
Fine. We are done. [shows the carrot pen] Here's your pen.
N Nick
[tries to reach the pen]
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]
[While Judy and Nick were being chased by a savage Manchas in the Rainforest District, Clawhauser shows the Gazelle dancing app on his phone to the wolf prisoner at the ZPD lobby.]
Are you familiar with Gazelle? Greatest singer of our lifetime? Angel with horns? [the wolf prisoner shrugs] Okay, hold on. Keep watching. [shows his face on a tiger dancer with Gazelle dancing next to him] Who's that beside her? Who is it?
Wow, you are one hot dancer, Benjamin Clawhauser.
[laughs]
It's me! Did you think it was real? It looks so real! [slightly disappointed] It's not, it's just a new app. [sees his microphone beeping] Hold on a second.
[through intercom, startling Clawhauser]
Clawhauser! [on-screen] Clawhauser, listen to me! We have a 10-91! Jaguar gone savage; Vine and Tudjunja!
N Nick
[correcting her]
It's "Tuh-hunga"! [grabs Judy's paw, who slips and drops her radio]
[Judy and Nick leads Chief Bogo and the ZPD to the sky tram to show them where a savage Manchas is.]
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.
[But Manchas has disappeared.]
What? He was right here!
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]
[tries to stop him]
No. Wait! Sir, I'm not the only one who saw him. [looks at Nick, who is between the officers] Nick!
[scoffs]
You think I'm gonna believe a fox?
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.
[Nick looks at Judy and Chief Bogo in shock and guilt]
But sir--
N Nick
[Judy reluctantly starts to unclip her badge, until Nick speaks.] [to Chief Bogo]
Uh, no.
[turns to Nick; incredulously]
What did you say, fox?
N Nick
Sorry, what I said was, "No!" She will not be giving you that badge.
N Nick
[Chief Bogo grunts irritably]
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?
N Nick
[Chief Bogo tries to speak but Nick cuts him off]
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.
N Nick
[Nick is finishing telling Judy his story of how he, as a kid, was bullied by prey Junior Ranger Scout kids.]
I learned two things that day. One: I was never gonna let anyone see that they got to me.
N Nick
If the world's only gonna see a fox as shifty and untrustworthy, there's no point trying to be anything else.
[comfortingly]
Nick, you are so much more than that. [puts her paw on Nick's arm, who becomes uncomfortable and quickly changes the subject]
N Nick
Boy, look at that traffic down there. How about we go up to Chuck in traffic central? [puts two fingers up to his ear, imitating a reporter] Chuck, how are things looking on the jam-cams?
Nick, I’m glad you told me.
N Nick
[realizing]
The jam-cams.
N Nick
No, no, no. Shh. There are traffic cameras everywhere, all over the canopy! Whatever happened to that jaguar--
The traffic cams would have caught it!
Ha-ho! Pretty sneaky, slick! [punches Nick]
N Nick
However, if you didn't have access to the system before, I doubt Chief Buffalo Butt is gonna let you into it now.
No. [gets an idea] But I have a friend at City Hall who might.
N Nick
[After escaping the asylum’s mental hospital, Judy and Nick slide down the pipe and fall out, going down the waterfall, Judy in a diving position, Nick twisting and turning in weird positions while screaming, before falling into the water below.] [emerges]
Carrots? Hopps! [worriedly] Judy!!
[also emerges, holding the plastic bag with her phone in it]
We gotta tell Bogo!
[In his office, Bogo looks at the Gazelle dancing app and sees his face on a tiger dancer.]
Wow, you are one hot dancer, Chief Bogo. [Bogo smiles, and then quickly puts his phone away as Clawhauser enters his office.]
[on the video]
I'm Gazelle, and you are one hot dancer.
You have the app, too? [squeals] Ohhh... Chief!
[annoyed; changing the subject]
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!
[Chief Bogo gives a stunned look.] [on the video]
Wow! I'm impressed.
[Later that night, the ZPD arrests Mayor Lionheart and Dr. Badger at the asylum.]
Mayor Lionheart, you have the right to remain silent. Anything--
L Lionheart
You don't understand! I was trying to protect the city!
You were just trying to protect your job.
L 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?)
W Weaselton
[Duke Weaselton is selling bootleg movies to citizens.] [to a pedestrian]
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!
N Nick
[shows up with Judy]
Well, well, look who it is. The Duke of Bootleg.
W Weaselton
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?
W Weaselton
It's Weaselton. Duke Weaselton. And I ain't talkin', rabbit. And there's nothin' you can do to make me.
[Judy and Nick exchange glances, as if to say, "Desperate times call for desperate measures.", and the scene changes to Mr. Big's office.]
Ice him.
W Weaselton
[One polar bear dangles Duke over the ice pit.] [screams; to Nick]
You dirty rat! Why are you helpin' her? She's a cop!
And the godmother to my future granddaughter.
FF Fru-Fru
[pregnant]
I'm gonna name her Judy.
[chuckles; becomes serious again]
Ice this weasel.
W Weaselton
[yelps]
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?
W Weaselton
A ram named Doug. We got a drop spot underground. Just watch it. Doug is the opposite of friendly. He's unfriendly.
