Sally: Trespassing, burglary, mayhem, assault with a deadly reptile? As if those poor rodents haven't been through enough already.

Creek: No, Sally, please.

Sally: (sighs) Okay. I'm sorry, Professor, but I'm calling MacArthur. This experiment is over.

Creek: Experiments take time.

Wile: You couldn't help yourself?

Sylvester: So I had a moment of weakness. Sue me.

Wile: That's gonna be difficult to do from prison.

Lola: Guys, what do we do now?

Wile: Hmm. Time to launch a charm offensive.

Daffy: Oh, yeah. The full Clooney.

Wile: Madam Governor. Sally.

Sally: Do not Clooney me, Coyote.

Wile: Oh, I see what's going on. You think I'm still a Bad Guy, trying to bamboozle my way to freedom. But we've changed. That flower of goodness is blossoming all over the place.

Sally: (sighs) Don't you ever get tired of lying?

Wile: (chuckling): No. I mean... (stammers) Fudge. That was... that was a trick question, right?

Sally: (sighs) I gave you an opportunity... a chance to show the world that you're more than just a scary stereotype... but you're too proud or too gutless to take advantage of it.

Wile: Gutless? I'm gutless? (chuckles) Oh. I'm sorry, have we met? I'm the villain of every story. Guilty until proven innocent. Even if by some miracle we did change, who's gonna believe us, huh? Of course you wouldn't know anything about that, with your Little Miss Perfect power suits.

Sally: Is that so?

Wile: Wait a second. What did... How did you...

Sally: A coyote and a squirrel are not so different. Maybe they will believe you, maybe they won't, but it doesn't matter. Don't do it for them. Do it for you. This is a chance to write your own story. To find a better life for you and your friends. Come on, what have you got to lose?

Wile: I don't know. My dignity?

Sally: Yeah, well, that ship has already sailed. Believe it or not, I'm rooting for you, Wile.

Wile: So you're not gonna call MacArthur?

Sally: I'll see you at the gala.