John DiMaggio credited as playing...
Jerry Jumbeaux Jr. • Moose • Pig Reporter • Jesse • Woolter
- Jerry Jumbeaux Jr.: Listen, I don't know what you're doing skulking around during daylight hours, but I don't want any trouble in here, so hit the road.
- Nick Wilde: I'm not looking for any trouble either, sir. I simply want to buy a Jumbo Pop... for my little boy. You want the red or the blue, pal?
- [Finnick points at the red Jumbo Pop]
- Judy Hopps: Aw, I'm such a...
- Jerry Jumbeaux Jr.: Oh come on, kid. Back up. Listen buddy, what, there aren't any fox ice cream joints in your part of town?
- Nick Wilde: Uh, no no, there are, there are. It's just, my boy, this goofy little stinker, he loves all things elephant, wants to be one when he grows up.
- [Finnick squeaks]
- Nick Wilde: Is that adorable?
- Judy Hopps: Oh.
- Nick Wilde: Who the heck am I to crush his little dreams, huh, right?
- Jerry Jumbeaux Jr.: Look, you probably can't read, fox, but the sign says "We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone." So beat it!
- Elephant patron: You're holding up the line.
- [Finnick cries and sniffles]
- Judy Hopps: Hello? Excuse me.
- Jerry Jumbeaux Jr.: Hey, you're gonna have to wait your turn like everyone else, meter maid.
- Judy Hopps: Actually, I'm an officer. Just had a quick question: Are your customers aware they're getting snot and mucus with their cookies and cream?
- [Two elephants spit out the ice cream they were just eating]
- Jerry Jumbeaux Jr.: What are you talking about?
- Judy Hopps: Well, I don't want to cause you any trouble, but I believe scooping ice cream with an ungloved trunk is a Class 3 health code violation... which is kind of a big deal, heh.
- [the other employee drops the scoop of ice cream]
- Judy Hopps: Of course, I could let you off with a warning, if you were to glove those trunks, and, I don't know... finish selling this nice dad and his son a... what was it?
- Nick Wilde: A Jumbo Pop, please.
- Judy Hopps: A Jumbo Pop.
- [Finnick squeaks with relief]
- Jerry Jumbeaux Jr.: [sighs with a groan] $15.
- Nick Wilde: Thank you so much, thank you. Oh no, are you kidding me? I don't have my wallet, heh heh. I'd lose my head if it weren't attached to my neck.
- Finnick: That's the truth.
- Nick Wilde: Oh boy, I'm sorry, pal, got to be about the worst birthday ever. Please don't be mad at me. Thanks anyway.
- Judy Hopps: [Judy puts money on the counter, buying a Jumbo Pop for Nick and Finnick] Keep the change.