Any final words, you miserable, worthless whore of a foal? ...You have... beautiful eyes. Get everypony out of this room. Seal it off. Lock it down. No one goes in unless I say they can. But Ms. Dash- Do as I say! Use the backup devices for now. The main theater room is to remain off-limits to everyone! Ms. Dash, what do you want us to do with the foal? GET OUT! Just leave me be. I’ll deal with this meat sack. Yes, Ms. Dash. Oh, Scootaloo... Why? How could you fail me like that?