Steelbeak had now figured out that Todd had escaped him and had burst back into his house to grab the tricky turtle.
Todd was hiding in the closet in absolute fear for his life. Was this really the way it would end, cowering in a dark closet in his underwear, as a deranged rooster was about to tear him apart?
Steelbeak searched through the house before reaching the closet in which Todd hid. He opened the closet door and discovered the turtle quivering in the darkness with his head half peeking from his shell. "P-p-please don't kill me, Mr. Steelbeak!" Todd now started to cry.
"Oh don't worry, little fella," said Steelbeak, picking up the little turtle. "I'm not gonna kill ya. I'm just gonna take ya ta talk with some of my friends."
"You leave that turtle alone!" Oliver's girlfriend had entered Todd's house and now pointed a small pistol at Steelbeak.
"And who might you be, gorgeous?" Steelbeak said, setting Todd down and turning around to glance at the beautiful, shapely young otter who was pointing a firearm at him.
"That's not important right now," she said. "Now get lost!"
"Lutra," remarked Todd. "What are you doing here?"
"Oliver sent me to check up on you," the otter responded.
"Oh," said Todd. "I guess he doesn't trust me to do this job."
"I'm sure he does," Lutra said. "He just wanted me to come over and see if I could help you out."
"If you say so," said Todd.
"Now you get lost, chicken!" the otter demanded, placing her finger on the trigger of the gun.
"No way," said Steelbeak. "This toitle is important for my future. I ain't leavin' without 'im." He then grabs the gun away from the otter and crushes it in his metal jaws. "What ya gonna do now, honey?"
"I have another weapon, one that's way more powerful than any gun,'" Lutra said defiantly. "Todd's smelly socks!" She grabs the small turtle and thrusts him feet-first into Steelbeak's face.
Steelbeak's eyes immediately started to water as the overpowering odor of Todd's feet filled his nose. "Oh gawd. I think I'm goin' to barf."
"Not on my carpet!" demanded Todd.
"You be quiet, toitle!" snapped Steelbeak. He tried to grab the turtle, but the foul smell coming from the reptile was too strong for the rooster. "Aaaghh!!!" He once again tries to grab Todd but then falls to the floor. "Dis is too much for me to take!" He gets up and starts for the door. "I'm just gonna grab da next toitle I see on da street and dress 'im up like dis guy. Dose fools won't know da difrence." Steelbeak now heads out of Todd's house in disgust.
"Thank you for helping me, Lutra," Todd said as the otter set him down.
"It's no problem," said Lutra. "I wonder what he wanted with you."
"I don't know," said Todd.
"Why don't you get some clothes on," Lutra said. "And we can go get some lunch."
"OK," the turtle said, smiling.
Todd then heads into his room and gets some clothing on. He and Oliver's girlfriend then depart from his house.