From left to right, we see Tim, Doug and Tress. Tim and Doug face Tress. They're in Tress apartment, standing in front of her window. Tress pouts as she crosses her arms.

Tim : Sorry Tress, but we can't let you kill the world.
Doug : Not until we can figure out some other place to go, at least.
Tress : But I invited you guys here! I'm nice enough to let you live! You humans are so complicated!

Tim and Doug face each other. Tress has her arms on her hips, still pouting.

Tim : It's so quaint when she's naively evil like that.
Doug : She makes genocide so darned endearing, doesn't she?
Tress : I wish you guys had said something earlier. I wouldn't have released the Doomsday virus into the wind stream. Well, lesson learned.

Tim bends over at the Window. He has hoisted it halfway open. Doug and Tress look on, as Tim had acted before they were able to react.

Tim : Oh yeah? Now you're infected too! You have no choice but to release the antidote!

The curtains blow gently, now that the window is open. Tim has turned around to face Doug and Tress. Doug has buried his face in his hands. Tress stares on with wide eyes and a gaping mouth.

Tim : Provided, of couse that such an antidote is distributed that way. Or even, that such an antidote exists. Or that it would work in time. Shit.
Doug : Can I just drink the Kool Aid and get it over with?