بخش 04

I will give you 48 hours.

Yes!

That’s two days to find Emmitt Otterton.

But, You strike out, you resign.

Okay. Deal.

Splendid. Clawhauser will give you the complete case file.

Here you go.

One missing otter.

That’s it?

Yikes!

That is the smallest case file I’ve ever seen. Leads, none.

Witnesses, none. And you’re not in the computer system yet, so.

Resources, none!

Ha ha!

Hoo, I hope you didn’t stake your career on cracking this one.

Okay.

Last known sighting.

Can I just borrow?

Thank you.

Pawpsicle?

The murder weapon!

“Get your Pawpsicle”.

Yeah! Cause that.

What does that mean?

It means I have a lead.

Hi! Hello! It’s me again!

Hey! It’s officer toot-toot.

Hoo. No.

Actually it’s Officer Hopps, and I’m here to ask you some questions about a case.

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.

This is important, sir. I think your ten dollars worth of Pawpsicles can wait.

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.

You sold Mr. Otterton that Pawpsicle, right?

Do you know him?

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?

Fine.

Then we’ll have to do this the hard way.

Did you just boot my stroller?

Nicholas Wilde, you are under arrest.

Ha. For what? Hurting your feelings?

Felony tax evasion.

Yeah.. 200 dollars a day, 365 days a year, since you were 12.

that’s two decades, so times twenty, which is1,460,000, 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!

Unfortunately, lying on a federal form is a punishable offense.

5 years jail time. Well, it’s my word against yours.

200 bucks a day, fluff, 365 days a year, since I was twelve.

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.

It’s called a hustle, sweet heart.

She hustled you.

Ehahaha.

She hustled you good!

You’re a cop now, Nick.

You’re gonna need one of these.

Have fun working with the fuzz!

Start talking.

I don’t know where he is, I only saw where he went.

Great, let’s go!

It’s not exactly a place for a cute little bunny.

Don’t call me cute, get in the car.

Okay. You’re the boss.

Hi.

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Hello!

My name is.

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?

Yeah, old Emmitt!

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 appericiate that more than you can imagine, it’d be such.

Oh! You are naked..

Oh, for sure. We’re a naturalist club!

Yeah. In Zootopia anyone can be anything.

These guys, they be naked.

Nangi’s just on the other side of the pleasure pool.

Oh boy. Does this make you uncomfortable?

Because if so, there’s no shame in calling it quits.

Yes, there is.

Boy, that’s the spirit.

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 is an elephant, so she’ll totally remember everything.

Hey, Nangi. These dudes have some questions about Emmitt the otter.

Who?

Eh.

Emmitt Otterton. Been coming to your yoga class for like six years.

I have no memory of this beaver.

He’s an otter, actually.

He was here a couple of Wednesdays ago. Remember?

No.

Yeah, he was wearing a green cable knit sweater vest, and a new pair of Quarterway slacks.

Oh, and a Paisley tie, sweet Windsor knot.

Real tight. Remember that, Nangi? No.

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?

No.

Eh. You didn’t happen to catch the licence plate number?

Did you?

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

0-3. Wow, this is a lot of great info.

Thank you.

Told you Nangi has a mind like a steel trap.

I wish I had a memory like an elephant.

Well, I had a ball. You are welcome for the clue.

And seeing as any moron can run a plate, I will take that pen and bid you adieu.

The plate. I can’t run a plate.

Oomf.

I’m not in the system yet.

Give me the pen, please.

What was it you said?

Any moron can run a plate?

Gosh, if only there were a moron around who were up to the task.

Rabbit, I did what you asked.

You can’t keep me on the hook forever.

Not forever. Well, I only have 36 hours left to solve this case.

So can you run the plate or not?

Actually, I just remembered, I have a pal at the DMV.

Flash is the fastest guy in there.

You need something done, he’s on it.

I hope so. We are really fighting the clock and every minute counts.

Wait.

They’re all sloths?