- Mr. Tod: [to Cottontail] Well played, my dear. You gave me quite a fright. What say we play a different sort of game?
- Cottontail Rabbit: Yay!
- [follows Mr. Tod]
- Mr. Tod: Have you ever played hop in the pot?
- [Mr. Tod has almost reached home, followed by Cottontail]
- Mr. Tod: Not far now, my snack-sized rabbit.
- Jeremy Fisher: [to the rabbits] Ahem. I am composing the finest musical masterpiece the world has ever known and I cannot hear the new sounds I need. Would you please stop making so much noise?
- Old Brown: [to Jeremy Fisher] How can you talk about music at a time like this? You're about to get eaten!
- Jeremy Fisher: [having landed on Mr. Tod's lunch table] Terribly sorry to intrude, Mr.Tod. I hope I haven't spoiled your lovely picnic.
- Mr. Tod: Spoil it? On the contrary! You improved it.
- Jeremy Fisher: I really must get getting back.
- Mr. Tod: Oh, no. I absolutely insist that you stay for lunch. It wouldn't be the same without you.