Meanwhile back at Baron Greenback's ship, Bill the Lizard was tied up to the mast by Greenback, while Stiletto Mafiosa and Leatherhead tried to get Chuckie Finster, and the Penguins' march, Fat Cat's gang, and the pi-rats stood guard.
Florrie V/O: The little lost thug lizard, Bill, thought Baron Greenback was trying to get his revenge on Wreck-It-Ralph and his friends. He wanted to kill the Tower Bridge to destroy it. But it was true, Bill hated Greenback's goons. All goons.
"No! No! I won't go with you!" Bill shouted furiously, as he kicked Greenback's head.
"STOP KICKING, BOY!!" Greenback sharply yelled, as he continued, "There is money to be made. We can be rich."
"Baron! This boy won't cooperate," Leatherhead groaned, as Chuckie was standing, ignoring them, and sticking out his tongue.
"He's-a not-a listening to us!" Stiletto added harshly.
""Of course he's not listening to you, fools! For I, Baron Silas Greenback, let Ralph and Merida go." Greenback said, as he leaned closer to Bill.
"But I don't want to go near that mob. I hate your goons! They don't like me!" Bill explained.
"And do you think I love my goons." Greenback chuckled as he said, "What a beautiful world without my goons."
Bill sighed sadly, thinking he would never see Ralph, Merida, Taran, Blossom, and the others again.
"But, at last one good with resist with my goons." Greenback said. "And indeed, it's then better to be crowded, and rich... then crowded... and...poor." Then he started to sing.
Baron Greenback: When the day is good,
And the wind is dry,
And the goose is hanging high,
I can't work like other men do
When the goose is hanging high.
When the sun is bright
In the big, blue sky,
And the goose is hanging high,
The devil steals my heart away
When the goose is hanging high.
Gold and silver on my mind
Mischief in my soul
I wanna live like the rich man lives
With life in my control!
When the day is bad,
And the wind is wet,
And the goose is flying low,
I gotta work like other men do,
When the goose is flying low.
But
When
The
Day is good,
And the wind is dry,
And the goose is hanging high.
I can't work like other men do
When the goose is hanging high!
When
The goose is hanging high!