Nick Wylde

you: Nick, you're not like them. Nick: Oh, so there's a THEM now! you: You know what i mean, you're not like the other predators. Nick: You mean the kind that needs to be locked up the kind that makes you think you need to carry Fox repellent with you? Don't pretend I didn't see it. Tell me something, do I make you nervous do you think I might go savage (I jump forward and your hand instinctively goes to your fox repellent) Nick:just what i thought and to think i actually thought i was trusted