Zootopia Quote
Judy Hopps: [driving up next to Nick pushing a stroller]Hi! Hello? It's me again.
Nick Wilde: Hey, it's Officer Toot-toot!
Judy Hopps: [sarcastically]Ha-ha-ho, no. Actually, It's Officer Hopps and I'm here to ask you some questions about a case.
Nick Wilde: What happened, meter maid? Did someone steal a traffic cone? It wasn't me. [annoyed, Judy rides up and pulls up in front of Nick, blaring her siren]
Nick Wilde: Hey, Carrots, you're gonna wake the baby. I gotta get to work.
Judy Hopps: [gets out of her car with the folder, a notepad, and a carrot pen]This is important, sir. I think your ten dollars worth of pawpsicles can wait.
Nick Wilde: Ha! I make 200 bucks a day, Fluff. 365 days a year since I was 12. And time is money. Hop along.
Judy Hopps: Please, just look at the picture. [shows a picture of Emmitt Otterton]
Judy Hopps: You sold Mr. Otterton that pawpsicle, right? Do you know him?
Nick Wilde: 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?
Judy Hopps: [smile drops, then becomes serious]Fine. Then we'll have to do this the hard way. [In a split second, there's a parking boot attached to Nick's stroller]
Nick Wilde: Did you just boot my stroller?
Judy Hopps: Nicholas Wilde, you are under arrest!
Nick Wilde: [scoffs]For what? [in a patronizing tone]
Nick Wilde: Hurting your feewings?
Judy Hopps: Felony tax evasion. [Nick's eyes widen]
Judy Hopps: Yeeaah... 200 dollars a day, 365 days a year since you were twelve, that's two decades, so times twenty which is... one million four hundred sixty thousand- I think, I mean I am just a dumb bunny, but we are good at multiplying. Anyway, according to your tax
Nick Wilde: Hey, it's Officer Toot-toot!
Judy Hopps: [sarcastically]Ha-ha-ho, no. Actually, It's Officer Hopps and I'm here to ask you some questions about a case.
Nick Wilde: What happened, meter maid? Did someone steal a traffic cone? It wasn't me. [annoyed, Judy rides up and pulls up in front of Nick, blaring her siren]
Nick Wilde: Hey, Carrots, you're gonna wake the baby. I gotta get to work.
Judy Hopps: [gets out of her car with the folder, a notepad, and a carrot pen]This is important, sir. I think your ten dollars worth of pawpsicles can wait.
Nick Wilde: Ha! I make 200 bucks a day, Fluff. 365 days a year since I was 12. And time is money. Hop along.
Judy Hopps: Please, just look at the picture. [shows a picture of Emmitt Otterton]
Judy Hopps: You sold Mr. Otterton that pawpsicle, right? Do you know him?
Nick Wilde: 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?
Judy Hopps: [smile drops, then becomes serious]Fine. Then we'll have to do this the hard way. [In a split second, there's a parking boot attached to Nick's stroller]
Nick Wilde: Did you just boot my stroller?
Judy Hopps: Nicholas Wilde, you are under arrest!
Nick Wilde: [scoffs]For what? [in a patronizing tone]
Nick Wilde: Hurting your feewings?
Judy Hopps: Felony tax evasion. [Nick's eyes widen]
Judy Hopps: Yeeaah... 200 dollars a day, 365 days a year since you were twelve, that's two decades, so times twenty which is... one million four hundred sixty thousand- I think, I mean I am just a dumb bunny, but we are good at multiplying. Anyway, according to your tax
Movie: Zootopia
