Duke Weaselton(taunt): You'll never take me alive, trio of cotton!
Nick Wilde(return taunt): We'll see about that, Shmealselton!
*They quickly sprint into the alley, with Duke Weaselton gaining ground, Judy hops in front of him, causing him to sprint into another Alley, with Nick having quickly trailed to cut off his escape.*
Duke Weaselton(taunt): Catch this!
*He quickly throws a...what is that, a Stink Bomb? OH IT IS!*
*It goes off without delay, causing the air to smell potent as Duke Weaselton makes a getaway, with Judy close behind. Nick, meanwhile, becomes overwhelmed, and becomes sick from the smell, which is nothing short of putrid. Nick collapses in the alley, having just...um...relieved his sickness through the trash, ill.*