Lola, Sylvester, Taz and Daffy: No! What? All our stuff? Where is everything? No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! All our stuff. It's all gone.

Daffy: My disguise closet!

Lola: Where's my things?

Sylvester: Wile gave away all our loot. We stole it fair and square.

Taz: Now I understand what it feels like to have things stolen from you. (shuddering breaths) I don't like it! I really don't like it! (whimpers)

Daffy: We got no food. We got no money. We got no money we could use to buy food. No food we can sell for money. (grunts) We... (sobs)

Sylvester: All right, okay, okay. Here, here. Take it. Now, stop crying, buddy.

Lola: Um, Sylvester, what did you just do?

Sylvester: What? My friend was sad. I was just cheering him up.

Daffy: You... you did a good thing. For me.

Sylvester: Don't be ridiculous. I just put your needs before my own.

Lola: Yeah. You're being good.

Sylvester: I'm not. I was simply making a sacrifice so Daffy could be happy.

Lola: That is the actual definition of being good.

Daffy: Sylvester, you, the worst one of us, the most selfish.

Lola: Spiteful.

Daffy: Terrible.

Taz: Sneaky.

Lola: Dishonest.

Daffy: Insensitive.

Lola: Manipulative.

Taz: Snakelike.

Daffy: Stanky.

Sylvester: And your point is?

Lola: I think Wile was right. Maybe we could be more than just scary villains.

Lola: (gasps)

Daffy: Wh...?

Lola: Oh, wow. Is this... is this wagging? We're-we're wagging!

Sylvester: (grunting) No, no, no! We'll always be Bad Guys!