Elephant Matriarch sprains Tipo's ankle

Elephant Matriarch: Tipo!

Tipo: Yes?

Elephant Matriarch: Out of my way, assassin!

(sprains Tipo's ankle and ruins the circus like she did in Dumbo)

Pacha: (gives Tipo some crutches) Here you go, son. I hope your ankle gets really better.

Tipo: Thanks, Dad. I really like you.

(Pacha hugs Tipo)