Jen: The Bad Guys go bust. The nefarious fivesome has finally been captured. And I, Jen, am first on the scene.

MacArthur: Wow. You know, I-I just realized that I have devoted my entire adult life to putting you in jail. You are my purpose. Without you, who am I? Ah, I'm just kidding. This is the best moment of my life! It's the end of the Bad Guys.

Daffy: No!

Taz: Get your hands off of me! (screams)

Lola: Ooh, you're begging for a biting right now.

Sylvester: Wile!

Wile: Excuse me. Sorry to interrupt. I just wanted to congratulate the governor here. I got to say, you really got us pegged. We're just a deep well of anger and self-loathing.

Sally: Denial.

Wile: Sure. That, too.

Sally: Narcissism.

Wile: Yeah. Yeah.

Sally: Emotional emptiness.

Wile: So we're on the same page.

Daffy: What is he doing?

Wile: Sadly, we were never given a chance to be anything more than second-rate criminals. If only there was someone who could help the flower of goodness inside us blossom. Some icon of love and forgiveness, like, uh, I don't know, Mother Teresa. Best thing is to just throw us in jail for the rest of our hopeless lives.

MacArthur: Yeah, that's the plan.

Wile: Wait, wait, wait, no, no.

Creek: Wait.

MacArthur: Uh, beg... beg pardon?

Creek: Wile may be a savage beast. Basically walking garbage.

Wile: Sorry, I'm making a point. Do what you need to do, pal.

Creek: But how can we say they're hopeless if they've never been given a chance? What if... what if we tried a little experiment, Sally? As you know, my Gala for Goodness, the "hashtag charity event of the year," is coming up. If I can prove to everyone at that gala that the Bad Guys have changed, will you set them free and give them a clean start?

MacArthur: What? Professor Creek! No, no, no, no, no. Don't you see what he's doing? He's playing you.

Creek: But it was my idea.

Wile: It was his idea.

MacArthur: But only because you made him have it. Madam Governor, you can't just let them go.

Sally: Professor, I'm not about to put the safety of the city on the line for an experiment.

Wile: Excuse me, Madam Governor. I seem to remember that a wise person once said, "Even trash can be recycled into something beautiful."

Sally: Okay. I'm game. But only because it's you, Professor.

MacArthur: No!

Sally: We'll hold on to the Dolphin until the gala. Just to remove any unnecessary temptation.

Creek: Of course. Good thinking. That's why you're governor. Now that everyone's happy...

MacArthur: Not happy.

Creek: ...I, Creek the Fourth, will turn the Bad Guys into... the Good Guys!

Wile: I think these belong to you.

MacArthur: Hey.

Sally: Not everyone gets a second chance. Make the most of it, Mr. Poodleton.

Sylvester: Wile? What are you doing?

Wile: What? Oh, that. (chuckles) I-I-I'm sorry. I thought it was, uh, obvious. We're gonna go good.

Lola: Uh, you totally lost me.

Taz: I told him to stop drinking out of the toilet.

Daffy: Hey, did you get hit on the head?

Wile: What? No, I didn't get hit on the head.

Daffy: My cousin got hit on the head with an anchor, and after that, he only swam in a circle.

Wile: No, no, g-guys, guys, you're not following me. We're gonna pretend to go good. Just a few days with Creek. And then we roll into the gala as Good Guys and roll out scot-free with...

ALL: The Golden Dolphin.

Wile: You got it.

Sylvester: Bad Guys acting good? It's the ultimate Bad Guy thing. It's fantastic. Wile, you're a genius.