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Well. I stood up for you, and you lied to me. You liar! - It's called a hustle, sweetheart. And I'm not the liar. He is.
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Gee, I don't know. How about selling food without a permit. Transporting undeclared commerce across borough lines.
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False advertising. - Permit. Receipt of declared commerce. And I didn't falsely advertise anything. Take care.
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You told that mouse the popsicle sticks were redwood! - That's right. "Red wood." With a space in the middle. Wood that is red.
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You're gonna want to refrain from calling me Carrots. - My bad. I just naturally assumed...you came from some little carrot-choked Podunk, no? - Uh, no!
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Okay. Tell me if this story sounds familiar. Naive little hick with good grades and big ideas... decides,
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"Hey, look at me! I'm gonna move to Zootopia... where predators and prey live in harmony... and sing 'Kumbaya⁽¹⁾."'
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Only to find, whoopsie⁽²⁾... we don't all get along. And that dream of becoming a big city cop?
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Double whoopsie. She's a meter maid. And, whoopsie number three... see... no one cares about her or her dreams. And soon enough, those dreams die...
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till finally she has no choice but to go back home...with that cute, fuzzy wuzzy little tail between...her legs to become...
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You're from Bunnyburrow, is that what you said? So how about a carrot farmer. That sound about right?
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Be careful, now, or it won't just...be your dreams getting crushed. - Hey! Hey! No one tells me what I can or can't be! Especially not some jerk...