E13【纯英朗读】Nick figured out Judy's fear

E13 Nick figured out Judy’s fear

Judy appeared in front of Nick, her face burning with anger. “I stood up for you. And you lied to me! You liar!” she yelled.

“It’s called a hustle, sweetheart,” said Nick coolly.

“And I’m not the liar, he is.” Nick pointed behind Judy.

She turned but saw no one standing there. When she whipped back around, Nick was gone!

Then she spotted his tail disappearing behind a corner.

“Hey,” she said, hurrying to catch up as Nick strolled along. “All right, slick Nick, you’re under arrest.”

“Really, for what?”

“Gee, I don’t know. How about selling food without a permit, transporting undeclared commerce across borough lines, false advertising—”

“Permit.” Nick smiled as he showed Judy the document.

“Receipt of declared commerce.” He showed her a receipt. 

“And I did not falsely advertise anything. Take care.”

“You told that mouse the pawpsicle sticks were redwood,” Judy said.

“That’s right,” said Nick smugly. “Red. Wood. With a space in the middle. Wood that is red. You can’t touch me, Carrots. I’ve been doing this since I was born.”

“You’re gonna want to refrain from calling me Carrots.”

“My bad,” said Nick. “I just naturally assumed you came from some little carrot-choked Podunk, no?”

“Ah, no,” Judy replied, as if to say “obviously not.”

“Podunk is in Deerbrooke County. I grew up in Bunnyburrow.”

“Okay. Tell me if this story sounds familiar.” Nick’s tone changed as he began to talk quickly and boldly.

“Naïve little hick with good grades and big ideas decides, ‘Hey, look at me, I’m gonna move to Zootopia, where predators and prey live in harmony and sing “Kumbaya”!’ Only to find—whoopsie, we don’t all get along. And that dream of being a big- city cop? Double whoopsie! She’s a meter maid. And whoopsie number threesie, no one cares about her or her dreams. Soon enough those dreams die and our bunny sinks into emotional and literal squalor, living in a box under a bridge. Until, finally, she has no choice but to go back home with that cute fuzzy wuzzy tail between her legs to become—You’re from Bunnyburrow? So let’s say a carrot farmer? Sound about right?”

Judy stood speechless.

She couldn’t believe Nick had figured out her fears so quickly.

A passing rhino almost pushed her down, knocking her out of her thoughts.