Diane
Marmalade needs to be stopped, but I can't do it alone. You know his compound better than anyone.
Wolf
You can count on us. [to his gang, who are now feeling hurt from his and Snake's fight] Right, guys?
Snake
There is no "us". We're through, Wolf. Done. Finito.
Wolf
Because of that little tiff back there? C'mon, man, that's what we do. You serve, I volley. That's our little dance.
Snake
Not this time. [slithers away]
Wolf
Piranha? [Piranha has a furious expression, says nothing and follows Snake, aghast.] Webs?
Webs
Sorry, Wolfie.
Wolf
Shark… [Shark says nothing, hesitates for a moment looking like a lost child who doesn't know where to go, and then also follows Snake.] Hey, guys? Guys?!
Snake
You want to know why I hate birthdays, Wolf? Do you? When you grow up a snake, nobody shows up to your party. Birthdays are a constant reminder that out there, I'm just a scary, good-for-nothing monster. Yeah. But nothing compares to having the one guy… the one guy I thought I could trust... stab me in the back. [Wolf looks heartbroken for hurting his best friend; to the rest of the gang] Come on, guys. Let's get out of here.
[Snake, Piranha, Webs and Shark sadly leave their leader behind while going back to their lair.]
