"What if the treacherous snake ain't ready to say goodbye yet?"
Bullseye emerged from the rear of the chopper and held a switchblade up against the throat of Doctor Octopus.
"If you make one move, I'll slit your throat, and let you bleed out like the pig you are. Oh, and I'll take that."
Bullseye took the suitcase away from The Doc, placing it next to him.
"I can't believe you actually did it. New York is gone. Now it's just you, me and this pilot here. And if you keep driving, Mr. Piloy, I'll let you live, and even give you a cut of the money. Just a small cut, mind you."
Bullseye patted the sweating pilot on the back.
"You see, when I was out soul-searching around the power plant, before I spotted Daredevil and Blade, I had a wander around the roof, spotted the chopper. I knew you were going to betray me, but rather than walk into the power plant and die, I took the smarter approach, and came here and waited for you. Thar's right, Doc! I outsmarted you! The great Doctor Octopus outwitted by a simpleton like Bullsey, not once, not twice, but three times in one night! How stupid must that make you, huh?"
Bullseye glanced out of the chopper window at the ruins of New York City.
"I was going to try and save the place, you know. But I realised I didn't stand a chance in a fight against you. So I went for this approach. And deep down, I guess I thought you wouldn't reallt destry New York City. But you did it, didn't you?"
Bullseye unbuckled The Doc's seatbelt.
"And if New York City has to burn, Doc, you can join them, you fat bastard!"