Zootopia (2016) - Quotes

Nick: So, are all rabbits bad drivers, or is it just you?

Judy: [slyly] Oops. Sorry.

Nick: [pulls off a pawpsicle that got stuck to his face from the impact; chuckles] Sly bunny.

Judy: Dumb fox!

Nick: You know you love me.

Judy: [smiles warmly] Do I know that? Yes. Yes, I do.

Judy: Sir, you were going 115 miles per hour. I hope you have a good explanation.

Nick: [surprised] Well, well! Flash, Flash, 100-yard-dash!

Flash: [slowly smiles, sheepishly] Nick!

Chief Bogo: [The officers sit down.; Nick is seen sitting next to Judy on the same chair she's standing on.] All right, all right, enough. Shut it! We have some new recruits with us this morning, including our first fox. Who cares?

Nick: Heh. You should have your own line of inspirational greeting cards, sir.

Chief Bogo: [Judy and the officers snicker, and Bogo takes out his glasses and the files.; The officers stand up and leave.; Snarlov puts on a green cap, Higgins puts on a fake mustache, and Wolfard puts on a sheep costume, and they leave.; Judy and Nick look shocked, as if saying "What?!". Then Bogo smiles.; becomes serious again] Shut your mouth, Wilde! Assignments: Officers Grizzoli, Fangmeyer, Delgato; Tundratown SWAT. Snarlov, Higgins, Wolfard; undercover. Hopps, Wilde... parking duty. Dismissed. Just kidding. We have reports of a street racer tearing up Savannah Central. Find him, shut him down.

Bellwether: [laughs evilly, to Judy] Well, you should have just stayed at the carrot farm, huh? It really is too bad, I-I did like you.

Judy: What are you gonna do? Kill me?!

Bellwether: [laughs; aims the dart gun at Nick, deviously; shoots Nick with the serum pellet; he falls to the floor, writhing] No, of course not. He is.

Judy: No! Oh, Nick!

Bellwether: [talks to the ZPD via cellphone, fake-panicked] Yes, police! There's a savage fox in the Natural History Museum! Officer Hopps is down! Please hurry!

Judy: No, Nick. Don't do this. Fight it.

Bellwether: [Nick appears to turn feral and attacks Judy. She tries to run away and defend herself by throwing a stuffed fawn at him. Judy then cowers by the wall.; Nick rips the fawn to pieces with his teeth.] Oh, but he can't help it, can he? Since preds are just biologically predisposed to be savages. Gosh. Think of the headline: "Hero cop killed by savage fox".

Judy: So that's it? Prey fears predator and you stay in power?

Bellwether: Yeah. Pretty much.

Judy: It won't work!

Bellwether: Fear always works. And I'll dart every predator in Zootopia to keep it that way.

Judy: [as Nick closes in on her, growling] Oh, Nick. No.

Bellwether: [chuckles evilly] Bye-bye, bunny.

Judy: [sticks out her tongue; theatrically] Bleh! Blood, blood, blood! And death.

Nick: [amused; to Bellwether] All right, you know, you’re milking it. Besides, I think we got it. I think we got it. We got it up there, thank you, Yakety-Yak. You laid it all out beautifully.

Bellwether: [shocked and confused] What?

Nick: [pulls out the serum pellet from his pocket] Yeah, oh, are, are you looking for the serum? Well, it's right here.

Judy: [Bellwether opens the pistol to find that it's loaded with blueberries.] What you got in the weapon there? Those are blueberries. From my family's farm.

Nick: [blows a kiss] There are delicious. You should try some.

Bellwether: [angrily grunts and closes the pistol] I framed Lionheart, I can frame you, too. It's my word against yours.

Judy: [rewinds her recording pen] Ooh. Actually…

Bellwether: [on the recording] And I'll dart every predator in Zootopia to keep it that way.

Judy: It's your word against yours.

Bellwether: Huh?

Judy: It's called a hustle, sweetheart. Boom.

Bellwether: Judy! 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.

Bellwether: I'm so proud of you, Judy. You did just a super job.

Judy: [starts to hand Bellwether the case, but suddenly, she takes it away in surprised suspicion] Thank you, ma'am. How did you know where to find us?

Bellwether: I'll go ahead, and I'll take that case now.

Judy: [uneasily] Uh, you know what? I think Nick and I will just take this to the ZPD.

Judy and Nick: Run.

Bellwether: [to her henchmen] Get them.

Weaselton: [to a pedestrian; the pedestrian rightfully refuses] 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! Hey, 15% off! 20! Make me an offer! Come on!

Nick: [shows up with Judy] Well, well, look who it is. The Duke of Bootleg.

Weaselton: [notices and recognizes Judy; smugly] What's it to you, Wilde? Shouldn't you be melting down a pawpsicle or something? Hey, if it isn't Flopsy the Copsy.

Judy: [sternly] We both know those weren't moldy onions I caught you stealing. What were you gonna do with those Night Howlers, Wesselton?

Weaselton: [[w:Frozen (2013 film)|It's Weaselton. Duke Weaselton] ]. And I ain't talkin', rabbit. And there's nothin you can do to make me.

Mr. Big: Ice him.

Weaselton: [screams; to Nick] You dirty rat! Why you helpin her? She's a cop!

Mr. Big: And the godmother to my future granddaughter.

Fru-Fru: [pregnant] I'm gonna name her Judy.

Judy: [sweetly] Ohh!

Mr. Big: [chuckles; becomes serious again] Ice this weasel.

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.

Judy: And to whom did you sell them?

Weaselton: A ram named Doug. We got a drop spot underground. Just watch it. Doug is the opposite of friendly. He's unfriendly.

Judy: Oh, Nick! Night Howlers aren't wolves. They're toxic flowers. I think someone is targeting predators on purpose and making them go savage.

Nick: [sarcastically and still upset with Judy; gets up; walks under the bridge, while Judy follows him] Wow. Isn't that interesting?

Judy: [Nick stops walking but doesn't look at Judy.; Nick still refuses to look at her.; voice breaking; sobbing] Wait, listen! I-I know you'll never forgive me, and I don't blame you. I wouldn't forgive me either. 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. And-- And after we're done, you can hate me. And tha-- 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's Voice: [Judy tearfully and incredulously looks at Nick. Nick holds up the carrot pen and replays Judy's words.] I really am just a dumb bunny." I really am just a dumb bunny.".

Nick: [stops recording, turns around and smiles; Judy tears up with joy, wipes away her tears and, emotionally exhausted, walks towards Nick.; Judy walks closer and leans her face on Nick's torso, still sobbing; Nick embraces her.; Judy giggles and tries to grab the pen.] Don't worry, Carrots. I'll let you erase it...in 48 hours. All right, get in here. Okay. 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? You are standing on my tail, though. Off, off-off-off.

Judy: Oh! I'm sorry.

Judy: Is that... Gideon Grey?

Stu: Yep! It sure is. We work with him now.

Bonnie: He's our partner, and we never would have considered it had you not opened our minds.

Stu: That's right, I mean Gid's turned into one of the top pastry chefs in the Tri-Burrows.

Judy: [amazed; Gideon takes out pastries but looks up when he hears Judy.] That's-- That's really cool, you guys. Gideon Grey. I'll be darned.

Gideon: [sincerely] Hey, Judy. I would just like to say, I-I'm sorry for the way I behaved in my youth. I-I-I had a lot of self-doubt, and it manifested itself in the form of unchecked rage and aggression. I was a major jerk.

Judy: [smiles; Gideon takes out a tray of pies from his truck.] Well, I know a thing or two about being a jerk.

Gideon: [smiles] Anyhow, I-I brought y'all these pies.

Stu: Hey, kids, don't you run through the Midnicampum holicithias!

Bunny kid: [he and the others stop running and move away from the flowers] Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Gideon: Well, now, there's a $4-word, Mr. H. My family always just called them "Night Howlers".

Judy: I'm sor-- What did you say?

Stu: Oh, Gid's talking about those flowers, Judy. I use them to keep bugs off the produce. But I don't like the little ones going near em on account of your Uncle Terry.

Bonnie: Yeah, Terry ate one whole when we were kids and went completely nuts.

Stu: He bit the dickens out of your mother.

Judy: [putting the pieces together] A bunny can go savage.

Bonnie: Savage? Well, that's a strong word. But it did hurt like the devil.

Stu: Well, sure it did. There's a sizable divot in your arm. I'd call that savage.

Judy: [realizing the truth; gasps; races away towards Stu’s truck, then turns back; Stu tosses Judy the keys to his truck.; gets in the truck, starts it up and races back towards Zootopia] Night Howlers aren't wolves. They’re flowers. The flowers are making the predators go savage. That's it! That's what I've been missing! Oh! Keys! Keys, keys, keys! Hurry! Come on! Thank you! I love you, bye!

Stu: You catch any of that, Bon?

Bonnie: Not one bit.

Gideon: Oh, that makes me feel a little bit better, I-I thought she was talking in tongues or something.

Fabienne Growley: 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.

Peter Moosebridge: [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.] Meanwhile, a peace rally organized by pop star Gazelle was marred by protest.

Frantic pig: [with hostility] Go back to the forest, predator!

Female leopard: [holding up a sign; offended] I'm from the savannah!

Gazelle: [interviewed; looks behind herself for a moment and gestures; Judy is still standing between the frantic pig and the female leopard.; 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.; 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.] Zootopia is a unique place. It's a crazy, beautiful diverse city where we celebrate our differences. This is not the Zootopia I know. The Zootopia I know is better than this. We don't just blindly assign blame. We don't know why these attacks keep happening, but it is irresponsible to label all predators as savages.

Mrs. Otterton: [sadly; Judy sadly looks at her; looks down and closes her eyes] That's not my Emmitt.

Gazelle: We cannot let fear divide us. Please, give me back the Zootopia I love.

Chief Bogo: Come on, Hopps. The new mayor wants to see us.

Judy: The mayor? Why?

Chief Bogo: It would seem you've arrived.

Judy: [follows Bogo, and sees Clawhauser packing his stuff because he was demoted] Clawhauser? What are you doing?

Clawhauser: [sadly] 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.

Judy: [shocked] What?

Clawhauser: [Clawhauser sadly walks off, Judy looks at him, upset and guilty. Bogo calls to her by the door.] They're gonna move me to records. It's downstairs. It's by the boiler.

Chief Bogo: Hopps!

Judy: Um, I don't understand.

Bellwether: 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.

Judy: [looks at the cover and gives thought] I'm...not-- I'm not a hero. I came here to make the world a better place, but I think I broke it.

Chief Bogo: Don't give yourself so much credit, Hopps. The world has always been broken. That's why we need good cops. Like you.

Judy: [takes off her badge] 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.

Chief Bogo: [shocked] Hopps.

Bellwether: [also shocked] Judy, you've worked so hard to get here. It's what you wanted since you were a kid. You can't quit.

Judy: Was I okay?

Bellwether: Oh, you did fine.

Judy: [relieved, to Nick] Oh, that went so fast, I didn't get a chance to mention you, or say anything about how we--

Nick: [darkly] Oh, I think you said plenty.

Judy: What do you mean?

Nick: Clearly there's a biological component"? "These predators may be reverting back to their primitive, savage ways"? Are you serious?

Judy: I just stated the facts of the case. I mean, it's not like a bunny could go savage.

Nick: Right. But a fox could, huh?

Judy: Nick, stop it. You're not like them.

Nick: [angrily] Oh, there's a "them" now?

Judy: [annoyed sigh] You know what I mean. You're not that kind of predator.

Nick: [Judy stares at Nick in disbelief, her nose slightly twitching in fear.; jumps forward; Judy gasps, instinctively jumps back and puts her hand over the fox repellent.; scoffs; gives Judy back the application she gave him for the ZPD and leaves] 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? Do you think I might go nuts? You think I might go savage? You think I might try to... EAT YOU?! I knew it. Just when I thought somebody actually believed in me, huh? Probably best if you don't have a predator as a partner.

Judy: [tries to follow Nick, but is blocked by the reporters] No, Nick! Nick!

Beaver reporter: Officer Hopps, were you just threatened by that predator?

Judy: No, he’s my friend.

Rabbit reporter: We can't even trust our own friends?

Judy: That is not what I said. Please--!

Beaver reporter: Are we safe?

Rabbit reporter: Have any other foxes gone savage?

Nick: [emerges; worriedly] Carrots? Hopps! Judy!!

Judy: [also emerges, holding the plastic bag with her phone in it] We gotta tell Bogo!

Gazelle: [Bogo smiles, and then quickly puts his phone away as Clawhauser enters his office.] Wow, you are one hot dancer, Chief Bogo.

Clawhauser: Chief Bogo!

Chief Bogo: Not now!

Clawhauser: Wait, is that Gazelle?

Chief Bogo: No!

Gazelle: [on the video] I'm Gazelle, and you are one hot dancer.

Clawhauser: [squeals] You have the app, too? Ohhh... Chief!

Chief Bogo: [annoyed; changing the subject] Clawhauser, can't you see I'm working on the missing mammal cases?

Clawhuaser: Oh, oh, oh, yes, of course. About that, sir, Officer Hopps just called. She found all of em!

Gazelle: [on the video] Wow! I'm impressed.

Judy: Mayor Lionheart, you have the right to remain silent. Anything--

Lionheart: You don't understand! I was trying to protect the city!

Judy: You were just trying to protect your job.

Lionheart: No, listen! We still don't know why this is happening. It could destroy Zootopia.

Judy: [[w:Miranda warning|You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the 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?)] ]

Lionheart: [annoyed] Enough! I don't want excuses, Doctor! I want answers!

Lionheart: Really? Cause I've got a dozen-and-a-half animals in here who'd gone off-the-rails crazy, and you can't tell me why! Now, I'd call that awfully far from "doing everything"!

Dr. Badger: Sir, it may be time to consider their biology.

Lionheart: What? What do you mean, "biology"?

Dr. Badger: The only animals going savage are predators. We cannot keep it a secret, we need to come forward.

Lionheart: [sarcastically; yells angrily] Hmmm. Great idea. Tell the public. And how do you think they're gonna feel about their mayor... WHO IS A LION?! I'LL BE RUINED!

Dr. Badger: Well, what does Chief Bogo say?

Lionheart: Chief Bogo doesn't know, and we are going to keep it that way.

Judy: [gasps as her phone starts ringing because of her parents calling her] Oh, no, no, no!

Lionheart: [having heard Judy's phone ring] Someone's here!

Dr. Badger: [ushering Lionheart out of the room; shuts the door, setting off an alarm, which automatically shuts and locks all the cells] Sir, you need to go. Now. Security, sweep the area!

Nick: [after he and Judy notice the timber wolves about to burst into the room to sweep the jail cells; leans against a toilet without realizing] Great. We're dead. We're dead. That's it! I’m dead, you’re dead. Everybody's dead!

Judy: [gets an idea] Can you swim?

Nick: [Judy puts her phone in a plastic bag.] What? Can I swim? Yes, I can swim. Why?

Nick: I learned two things that day. One: I was never gonna let anyone see that they got to me.

Judy: And two?

Nick: If the world's only gonna see a fox as shifty and untrustworthy, there's no point trying to be anything else.

Judy: [comfortingly; puts her paw on Nick's arm, who becomes uncomfortable and quickly changes the subject] Nick, you are so much more than that.

Nick: [puts two fingers up to his ear, imitating a reporter] Boy, look at that traffic down there. How about we go up to Chuck in traffic central? Chuck, how are things looking on the jam-cams?

Judy: Nick, I’m glad you told me.

Nick: [realizing] The jam-cams.

Judy: Seriously, it's okay.

Nick: No, no, no. Shh. There are traffic cameras everywhere, all over the canopy! Whatever happened to that jaguar--

Judy: The traffic cams would have caught it!

Nick: Bingo!

Judy: Ha-ho! Pretty sneaky, slick!

Nick: However, if you didn't have access to the system before, I doubt Chief Buffalo Butt is gonna let you into it now.

Judy: [gets an idea] No. But I have a friend at City Hall who might.

Nick: [as Judy holds onto the vine] Rabbit, whatever you do, do not let go!

Judy: [sees some other vines] I'm gonna let go!

Nick: No, you-- What?!

Judy: One, two--

Nick: [Judy lets go and swings herself and Nick under the bridge and ends up trapped in vines. Manchas growls at them.] No, I said, do not-- RABBIT! Carrots, you saved my life.

Judy: [warmly; The vines snap, sending the pair falling into the trees.] Well, that's what we do at the ZPD. AAAAHH!

Judy: Is that Mr. Big?

Nick: [whispers] No.

Judy: What about him? Is that him?

Nick: No!

Judy: [gasps at the sight of him] That's gotta be him.

Nick: [whispering through gritted teeth] Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking!

Judy: [tilts her head] Huh.

Nick: [Mr. Big grunts and holds out his hand, showing a ring on his finger.; kisses Mr. Big's ring] Mr. Big, sir, this is a simple mis-- Oh, yeah. This is a simple misunderstanding.

Mr. Big: [speaking in a [[w:Vito Corleone|Vito-Corleone; [The Godfather|You come here unannounced on the day my daughter is to be married.] ]-style voice] ]

Nick: [laughs nervously; Mr. Big gives him a look] Well, actually, we were brought here against our will, so-- Point is, I–I did not know that it was your car, and I certainly did not know about your daughter's wedding.

Mr. Big: [Koslov crosses his chest in prayer.; to Judy] 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, who I buried in that skunk-butt rug. I told you to never show your face here again, but here you are, snooping around with this-- What are you, a performer? What's with the costume?

Judy: Sir, I am a co--

Nick: Mime! She is a mime! This mime cannot speak. You can't speak if you're a mime.

Judy: [shows Emmitt's family picture] No, I'm a cop. 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.

Mr. Big: [to the polar bears] Meh. Then I have only one request: Say hello to Grandmama. Ice em.

Nick: Whoa, whoa, whoa! I-I-I didn't see nothing! I'm not saying nothing!

Mr. Big: And you never will.

Nick: Please!

Judy: Put me down!

Nick: No, no, no! If you're mad at me about the rug, I've got more rugs.

Fru Fru: [enters the room in a wedding dress; sees the polar bears holding Nick and Judy above the pit; upset] Oh, Daddy! It's time for our dance! Ugh! What did we say? No icing anyone at my wedding!

Mr. Big: [to Fru Fru; to the polar bears; The polar bears prepare to lower Judy and Nick.] I have to baby, Daddy has to. Ice em.

Nick: No, no, no!

Fru Fru: [The polar bears stop again.] Wait. Wait! She's the bunny that saved my life yesterday! From that giant donut!

Mr. Big: This bunny?

Fru Fru: [waves to Judy] Yeah! Hi!

Judy: Hi. I love your dress.

Fru Fru: Aw, thank you!

Mr. Big: [The polar bears close the trap door and put Judy and Nick down; to Judy; extends his arms with a smile; Judy leans forward and Mr. Big kisses her on both cheeks. Nick looks at them dumbfounded.] Hmm. Put em down. You have done me a great service. I will help you find the otter. I will take your kindness and pay it forward.

Nick: [opens the limo’s glove compartment and suddenly jumps back in alarm] Oh, my God!

Judy: What? What?!

Nick: [smirks; Judy looks at him annoyed, puts a polar bear’s fur in a plastic bag.; tosses the CDs back, opens the door revealing the back, gets spooked and his ears pull back] The Velvety Pipes of Jerry Vole! But on CD. Who still uses CDs? Carrots, if your otter was here, he had a very bad day.

Judy: [goes to take a look, which the back is ripped, and claw marks are shown everywhere] Those are... claw marks. You ever seen anything like this?

Nick: No.

Judy: [hops down and looks at Emmitt's wallet, seeing his picture] Oh, wait. Look! This is him. Emmitt Otterton. He was definitely here. What do you think happened?

Nick: [looks around and sees a cup. He picks it up and sees a fancy "B" imprinted on it.; alarmed] Well, now, wait a minute. Polar bear fur, Rat Pack music, fancy cup? I know whose car this is. We gotta go.

Judy: Why? Whose car is it?

Nick: The most feared crime boss in Tundratown. They call him Mr. Big, and he does not like me, so we gotta go.

Judy: I'm not leaving. This is a crime scene.

Nick: [opens the limo’s door; turns and sees two polar bears waiting for them; Raymond and Kevin grab the two by their throats.] Well, it's gonna be an even bigger crime scene if Mr. Big finds me here, so we're leaving right now. 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 times sake? That's a no.

Judy: [whispering] What did you do that made Mr. Big so mad at you?

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.

Judy: Oh, sweet cheese and crackers.

Judy: You said this was gonna be quick!

Nick: [They walk up to one of the sloths.] Are you saying that because he's a sloth he can't be fast? I thought in Zootopia, anyone could be anything. Flash, Flash, 100-yard dash! Buddy, it's nice to see you.

Flash: Nice to... see you... too.

Nick: Hey, Flash, I'd love you to meet my friend. Uh, darling, I've forgotten your name.

Judy: Hmm... Ah… Officer Judy Hopps, ZPD. How are you?

Flash: I am... doing... just...

Judy: [trying to finish Flash's sentence] Fine?

Flash: ...as well... as... I can... be. What...

Nick: [to Judy; smugly] Hang in there.

Flash: ...can I... do...

Judy: Well, I was hoping you could run a plate--

Flash: ...for you...

Judy: Well, I was hoping you could--

Flash: [pauses for a few seconds] ...today?

Judy: Well, I was hoping you could run a plate for us. We are in a really big hurry.

Flash: Sure. What's the... plate...

Judy: 2-9-T--

Flash: ...number?

Judy: 2-9-T-H-D-0-3.

Flash: [begins typing the plate number very slowly on his computer] 2...9...

Judy: [trying to speed up the process] T-H-D-0-3.

Flash: ...T...

Judy: H-D-0-3.

Flash: ...H...

Judy: D-0-3.

Flash: [pauses; types D] ...D...

Judy: Mmm-hmm. 0-3.

Flash: ...0...

Judy: [desperately] 3!

Nick: Hey, Flash, wanna hear a joke?

Judy: No!

Flash: [stops typing; Judy growls in annoyance.] Sure.

Nick: Okay, what do you call a three-humped camel?

Flash: I don't... know. What...do...you call...a...

Judy: [impatiently] ...three-humped...camel.

Flash: ...three-humped... camel?

Nick: [laughs] Pregnant.

Judy: Ha-ha! Yes, very funny, very funny! Can we please just focus on the---

Flash: Hey...

Judy: Wait, wait, wait!

Flash: ...Priscilla!

Judy: Oh, no!

Priscilla: Yes... Flash?

Flash: What...

Judy: Oh!

Flash: ...do...

Judy: No!

Flash: ...you call a...

Judy: [desperately trying to speed up the joke] A three-humped camel? Pregnant! Okay, great! We got it! Please, just...

Flash: [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.] ...three-humped... Here...

Judy: Yes! Yeah, yeah, yeah, hurry.

Flash: ...you...

Judy: [hastily grabs the paper] Thank you! 29THD03.

Flash: ...go.

Judy: [quickly runs out] It's registered to... Tundratown Limo Service! A limo took Otterton! And the limo's in Tundratown! It's in Tundratown!

Nick: [to Flash; Judy and Nick walk out of the DMV.] Way to hustle, bud. I love ya. I owe ya.

Judy: [looks outside, shocked.; The scene changes to the Tundratown Limo Service; tugs on the lock on the gate.] Hurry! We gotta beat the rush hour and-- IT'S NIGHT?! Closed! Great.

Nick: Mm. And I will betcha you don't have to warrant to get in, hmm? Darn it. It's a bummer.

Judy: You wasted the day on purpose.

Nick: Madam, I have a fake badge. I would never impede your pretend investigation.

Judy: [takes out Emmitt's family picture] It's not a pretend investigation. Look, see? See him? This otter is missing.

Nick: Well, they should've gotten a real cop to find him.

Judy: What is your problem? Does seeing me fail somehow make you feel better about your own sad, miserable life?

Nick: It does 100%. Now, since you're sans warrant, I guess we're done?

Judy: Fine. We are done. Here's your pen.

Nick: Hey. First off, you throw like a bunny. Second, you're a very sore loser.

Yax: [chanting] Om... Om... Om...

Judy: [clears throat] Hi. Uh, hello.

Yax: [loudly] Om... Om...

Judy: Hello? Hello!

Yax: Hmm?

Judy: Hello. My name is--

Yax: Oh, you know, I'm gonna hit the pause button right there, cause we're all good on bunny scout cookies.

Judy: Uh, no. I'm Officer Hopps, ZPD. I'm looking for a missing mammal, Emmitt Otterton, right here. He may have frequented this establishment.

Yax: [looks at the picture of Emmitt and sneezes; laughs; [yoga] Yeah, old Emmitt! Haven't seen him a couple of weeks. But, hey, you should talk to his ] instructor. I'd be happy to take you back.

Judy: [covers her eyes] Oh, thank you so much, I'd appreciate that more than you can imagine, it'd be such an-- OHHHHHH! You are naked!

Yax: [laughs] Huh? Oh, for sure! We're a naturalist club!

Nick: Yeah. In Zootopia, anyone can be anything. And these guys, they be naked.

Yax: [Judy sees many nude animals, and she is shocked] Nangi's just on the other side of the pleasure pool.

Nick: Oh, boy. Does this make you uncomfortable? Because if so, there's no shame in calling quits.

Judy: Yes, there is.

Nick: [sarcastically] Boy, that's the spirit.

Yax: [Judy groans; the trio come across Nangi] Yeah, some mammals say the naturalist life is weird, but you know what I say is weird? Clothes on animals. Here we go! 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.

Nangi: Who?

Yax: Uh, Emmitt Otterton? Been coming to your yoga class for, like, 6 years?

Nangi: I have no memory of this beaver.

Judy: He's an otter, actually.

Yax: He was here a couple of Wednesdays ago, remember?

Nangi: No.

Yax: Yeah, he was wearing cable knit sweater vest, and a new pair of corduroy slacks. Oh, and a Paisley tie, sweet Windsor knot. Real tight. Remember that, Nangi?

Nangi: No.

Yax: Yeah, and we both walked him out, and he got into this big old white car with a sliver trim. Needed a tune-up, the third cylinder wasn't firing. Remember that, Nangi?

Nangi: [with her body curled into the shape of a backwards C] Nope.

Judy: Um, uh, you didn't happen to catch the license plate number, did you?

Yax: Oh, for sure. It was 2-9-T-H-D-0-3.

Judy: [writing it down] (2-9-T-H-D-)0-3. Wow, this is a lot of great info, thank you.

Yax: Told you Nangi has a mind like a steel trap. Ah, I wish I had a memory like an elephant.

Judy: Hi! Hello? It's me again!

Nick: Hey, it's Officer Toot-Toot!

Judy: [chortles] No. Actually, it's Officer Hopps, and I'm here to ask you some questions about a case.

Nick: [Annoyed, Judy rides up and pulls up in front of Nick, blaring her siren.; refers to Finnick] What happened, meter maid? Did someone steal a traffic cone? It wasn't me. Hey, Carrots, you're gonna wake the baby. I gotta get to work.

Judy: [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.

Nick: Heh. I make 200 bucks a day, Fluff. 365 days a year, since I was 12. And time is money. Hop along.

Judy: [shows a close-up picture of Emmitt eating a pawsicle] Please, just look at the picture. You sold Mr. Otterton that pawpsicle, right? Do you know him?

Nick: I know everybody. And I also know that somewhere, there's a toy store missin its stuffed animal, so why don't you get back to your box?

Judy: [her smile drops and becomes serious] Fine. Then we’ll have to do this the hard way.

Nick: Did you just boot my stroller?

Judy: Nicholas Wilde, you are under arrest.

Nick: [scoffs; in a baby voice; mockingly] For what? Hurting your feewings?

Judy: [smiles slyly; Nick's smile drops, and his eyes widen in shock as Judy writes.; Nick's face freezes in shock.] Felony tax evasion. Yeah, $200 a day, 365 days a year since you were 12. 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... 0! Unfortunately, lying on a federal form is a punishable offense. Five years jail time.

Nick: Well, it's my word against yours.

Judy: [smirks mockingly] 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 pawsicles is the prison cafeteria. It's called a hustle, sweetheart.

Finnick: [opens the stroller, laughing; slaps his badge sticker on Nick's shirt. Nick frowns.; walks away, still laughing] She hustled you. She hustled you good! You a cop now, Nick! You gon need one o these. Have fun working with the fuzz!

Judy: [to Nick] Start talking.

Nick: [sighs] I don't know where he is. I only saw where he went.

Judy: [gets in her cart] Great! Let's go!

Nick: [smirks] It's not exactly a place for a... cute little bunny.

Judy: [annoyed] Don't call me "cute"; Get in the car.

Nick: [smirking; joins Judy] Okay, you're the boss.

Judy: [after capturing Duke Weaselton] I popped the weasel!

Chief Bogo: [on the second-floor balcony; points to his office] Hopps!

Male voice: [whispers; off-screen] Uh-oh.

Chief Bogo: [shows the bag, revealing plant bulbs] Abandoning your post, inciting a scurry, reckless endangerment of rodents! But to be fair, you did stop a master criminal from stealing two dozen moldy onions.

Judy: Mmm, hate to disagree with you, sir, but those aren't onions. Those are a crocus varietal called Midnicampum holicithias. They're a Class C botanical, sir. Well, I grew up in a family where plant husbandry was kind of a thing.

Chief Bogo: [annoyed; puts the bag away] Shut your tiny mouth now!

Judy: Sir, I got the bad guy. That's my job.

Chief Bogo: [his intercom beeps] Your job is putting tickets on parked cars!

Clawhauser: [through the intercom] Chief, uh, Mrs. Otterton is here to see you again.

Chief Bogo: Not now.

Clawhauser: OK, I just didn't know if you'd want to take this time. She seems really upset.

Chief Bogo: Not now!

Judy: Sir, I don't wanna be a meter maid, I wanna be a real cop.

Chief Bogo: Do you think the mayor asked what I wanted when he assigned you to me?

Judy: But, sir, if--

Chief Bogo: [[w:Let It Go (Disney song)|let it go] Life isn't some cartoon musical where you sing a little song, and your insipid dreams magically come true! So, ].

Mrs. Otterton: [comes into Bogo's office] Chief Bogo, please. 5 minutes of your time, please.

Clawhauser: [out of breath] I'm sorry, sir. I tried to stop her. She's super slippery. I gotta go sit down.

Chief Bogo: Ma'am, as I've told you, we're doing everything we can.

Mrs. Otterton: My husband has been missing for 10 days. His name is Emmitt Otterton.

Chief Bogo: Yes, I know.

Mrs. Otterton: He's a florist. We have two beautiful children. He would never just disappear.

Chief Bogo: Ma'am, our detectives are very busy.

Mrs. Otterton: [desperate] Please. There's gotta be somebody to find my Emmitt.

Chief Bogo: Mrs. Otterton--

Judy: I will find him.

Mrs. Otterton: [elated; runs up to Judy and hugs her; Bogo growls in annoyance.; hands a photo of her family to Judy] Oh, thank you! Bless you! Bless you, little bunny! Take this. Find my Emmitt. Bring him home to me and my babies, please.

Chief Bogo: Ahem! Mrs. Otterton, will you please wait out here?

Mrs. Otterton: [leaves the office] Of course. Oh, thank you both so much.

Chief Bogo: [closes the door; sternly to Judy] One second. You're fired.

Judy: [shocked] What? Why?

Chief Bogo: [opens the door to see Mrs. Otterton with Bellwether] Insubordination! Now, I'm going to open this door, and you're going to tell that otter that you're a former meter maid with delusions of grandeur who will not be taking the case.

Bellwether: I just heard Officer Hopps is taking the case.

Chief Bogo: [surprised] Assistant Mayor Bellwether.

Bellwether: [chuckles] The Mammal Inclusion Initiative is really startin to pay off. Mayor Lionheart is just gonna be so jazzed!

Chief Bogo: No, no, let's not tell the mayor just yet.

Bellwether: [Bogo facepalms in annoyance.] And I've sent it, and it is done, so I did do that. Alright, well, I'd say the case is in good hands. Us little guys really need to... stick together, right?

Judy: Like glue.

Bellwether: [laughs; she and Mrs. Otterton leaves] Good one. Just call me if you ever need anything, okay? You've always got a friend at City Hall, Judy. Alright, bye-bye.

Judy: Thank you, ma'am.

Chief Bogo: [closes the door and sighs; reluctantly] I will give you 48 hours.

Judy: [excited] YES!

Chief Bogo: That’s two days to find Emmitt Otterton.

Judy: Okay.

Chief Bogo: But, you strike out... you resign. (Okay?)

Judy: [her enthusiasm drops; regains her composure] Oh. Uh... Okay. Deal.

Chief Bogo: [smirks] Splendid. Clawhauser will give you the complete case file.

Moose: [grunts angrily] I was 30 SECONDS OVER!

Mouse: [sarcastically; Another parking meter goes off and Judy puts another ticket on another car.] Ugh! Yeah, you're a "real hero", lady.

Hippo kid: [innocently] My mommy says she wishes you were dead.

Offscreen angry driver: [Irritated, Judy goes inside her car and slowly taps her head on the steering wheel.] Uncool, rabbit. My tax dollars pay your salary.

Judy: [to herself] I am a real cop. I am a real cop. I am a real cop. I am a real cop…

Judy: Oh, hey! it's my parents!

Bonnie: Oh, there she is. Hi, sweetheart.

Stu: Hey there, Jude the Dude. How was your first day on the force?

Judy: It was real great.

Bonnie: Yeah? Everything you ever hoped?

Judy: Mm-hmm. Absolutely, and more. Everyone's so nice and I feel like I'm really making a difference.

Stu: [looks closely on the screen] Whoa, wait a second. Holy cripes, Bonnie, look at that.

Bonnie: [hopefully] Oh, my sweet heavens! Judy, are you a meter maid?

Judy: Oh, this? No! Oh, no, no! This is just a temporary thing.

Bonnie: Oh, it's the safest job in the force.

Stu: Oh, she's not a real cop. Our prayers have been answered!

Bonnie: Glorious day!

Stu: Oh, meter maid! Meter maid! Meter maid! Meter maid!

Judy: [changes the subject] Dad. Dad! Dad! You know what, it's been a really long day. I should--

Bonnie: That's right, you get some rest.

Stu: Those meters aren't gonna maid themselves.

Bonnie: [hangs up] Bye-bye.

Judy: [annoyed; puts her phone on the table] Buh-bye.

Pronk: Hey, bunny, turn down that depressing music!

Bucky: Leave the meter maid alone! Didn't you hear her conversation? She feels like a failure!

Pronk: Oh, shut up!

Bucky: You shut up!

Pronk: You shut up!!

Bucky: You shut up!!

Judy: [groans; to herself] Tomorrow's another day.

Pronk: [apparently hearing Judy] Yeah, but it might be worse!

Judy: Oh, hi, I'm Judy, your new neighbor.

Bucky: Yeah? Well, we're loud.

Pronk: Don’t expect us to apologize for it.

Bonnie: We're real proud of you, Judy.

Stu: Yeah. And scared, too.

Bonnie: Yes.

Stu: Really, it's a kind of a "proud-scared" combo. I mean Zootopia! It's so far away. Such a big city.

Judy: Guys, I've been working this for my whole life.

Bonnie: We know, and we're just a little excited for you, but terrified.

Judy: The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.

Stu: And also, bears. We have bears to fear, too. To say nothing about lions, and wolves--

Bonnie: Wolves?

Stu: Weasels.

Bonnie: You play Cribbage with a weasel?

Stu: Yeah, and he cheats like there's no tomorrow. You know what? pretty much all predators, and Zootopia's full of them.

Bonnie: Oh, Stu.

Stu: And foxes are the worst.

Bonnie: Actually, your father does have a point there. It's in their biology. Remember what happened with Gideon Grey?

Judy: When I was 9, Gideon Grey was a jerk who happened to be a fox. I know plenty of bunnies who are jerks.

Stu: Yeah, but just in case, we made you a little care package to take with you

Bonnie: And I put some snacks in there.

Stu: This is fox deterrent.

Bonnie: Yeah, I know.

Stu: This is fox repellent.

Bonnie: Yeah, the deterrent and the repellent--

Stu: [shows Judy a fox taser; The fox taser unleashes a powerful zap, surprising him.] And check this out!

Bonnie: Oh, for goodness sake, she has no need for a fox taser, Stu.

Stu: Oh, come on, when is there not a need for a fox taser?

Judy: [shows her parents the fox repellent] Okay, look, I will take this to make you stop talking.

Stu: Terrific! Everyone wins!

Young Gideon: [shoves Sharla] Give me your tickets right now, or I'm gonna kick your meek little sheep butt!

Sharla: Ow! Cut it out, Gideon!

Young Gideon: [takes the tickets] Baa-baa! What are you gonna do, cry?

Young Judy: [out of nowhere] Hey! You heard her. Cut it out.

Young Gideon: Nice costume, loser. What crazy world are you living in where you think a bunny could be a cop?

Young Judy: [unfazed] Kindly return my friend's tickets.

Young Gideon: Come get em. But watch out, cause I'm a fox, and like you said in your dumb little stage play, us predators used to eat prey, and that killer instinct is still in our "dunnah".

Travis: Uh, I'm pretty much sure it's pronounced "DNA".

Young Gideon: [shoving Travis] Don't tell me what I know, Travis!

Young Judy: [Gideon shoves Judy onto the ground, knocking her police hat off her head.] You don't scare me, Gideon.

Young Gideon: You scared now?

Travis: Look at her nose twitch! She is scared!

Young Gideon: [Judy kicks him in the face, shocking everyone; feels his lips; retracts his claws and slashes Judy's cheek, offscreen, as she screams, leaving claw marks on her cheek; shoves her face in the dirt; leaves with Travis and they high-five each other, not realizing Judy sneakily took back the tickets. The children rush to Judy.] Cry, little baby bunny. Cry-- Aw, you don't know when to quit, do you? I want you to remember this moment, the next time you think you'll ever be anything more than just a stupid carrot-farming dumb bunny!

Gareth: That looks bad.

Sharla: Are you okay, Judy?

Young Judy: [holds out the tickets] Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. Here you go.

Sharla: Wow! You got our tickets back!

Gareth: You're awesome, Judy!

Sharla: Yeah, that Gideon Grey doesn't know what he's talking about!

Young Judy: [puts her police hat back on, as determination spreads across her face] Well, he was right about one thing: I don't know when to quit.

Gazelle: [sings] I won't give up;/I won't give in,/'til I reach the end;/then I'll start again!/No I won't leave;/I wanna try ev'rything;/I wanna try, even though I could fail.