[after the server has gone restarting, Ralph crashes out through metal door, carrying an unconscioused Vanellope]
Ralph:
Come on, Vanellope. Wake up. Don't leave me kid.
Vanellope:
[wakes up] Ralph?
Ralph:
Oh, there you are. Are you okay, kid?
Vanellope:
[starts to sob] Ralph, I messed up so bad.
Ralph:
No, no, you didn't, it's okay.
Vanellope:
This is all because of me and my glitch. I should’ve just stayed with you instead of following some stupid dream. I’ve ruined everything. [hugs Ralph]
Ralph:
No, kid, no. Uh, look. I didn’t mean for it to happen like this. It... It... It was not supposed to be this bad.
Vanellope:
You didn’t mean for what to happen?
Ralph:
I might’ve, kind of, sort of put a harmless little virus in the game.
Vanellope:
A virus? You... You did this?
Ralph:
[neurotically] Well, I wouldn’t have done anything if... [angrily] ...I hadn’t heard you tell Shank that you wanted to live in Slaughter Race forever.
Vanellope:
[gasps] So, you were spying on me?
Ralph:
[angry] Hey! You’re not exactly innocent here! You were going to ditch everybody and abandon Sugar Rush!
Vanellope:
[angry] Oh, please. I’m one of sixteen racers. They’d never miss me.
Ralph:
What about me?!
Vanellope:
[angry] Why would I ever spend another [starts screaming] SECOND WITH YOU AFTER WHAT YOU DID?!?! [yanks off the "You're My Hero" he had around his neck and throws it away into the abyss]
Ralph:
[as he tries to catch it] No! [looks down at the abyss, then back at Vanellope who is now leaving] No. Vanellope, where are you going?
Vanellope:
Wherever you're not.
Ralph:
Wait a minute. I can explain...
Vanellope:
[angrily turns to ralph] NO!! You will not follow me!
Ralph:
Vanellope, please...
Vanellope:
A friend would never do what you did. Never! So you leave me alone! [storms off]
Ralph:
Vanellope, no, no, no! Please! Please! What did I do?
[Arthur emerges from the rebooting Slaughter Race]
Arthur:
[spots Ralph, who is begging his friend to come back] Scanning for insecurities.
Ralph:
Aw, come on, Vanellope! No! Don't leave me! No, no!
Arthur:
Insecurity detected. Copying insecurity.
Ralph:
No, no, no!
Arthur:
Distributing insecurity. [starts to shoot off bunches of Virus Ralph]
