Ralph picks himself up, covered in mud, and walks past them. All the Nicelanders go inside the front apartment entrance to relax after another hard day of work and are greeted by Felix at the door.

During it, we get a glimpse of how the inner world of Fix-It Felix Jr.

It sure must be nice, being the good guy.' I see Felix up there, getting patted on the back, people giving him pie and thanking him and so happy to see him all the time. It looks uncomfortable, it's actually fine. I guess I can't bellyache too much I've got my bricks, I've got my stump.

I mean, an actual dump, where the garbage goes. And when I say a dump, I don't mean, like, a shabby place. They go to their homes, I go to mine, which just so happens to be. which he's just fixed and everyone, you know. Felix and the Nicelanders go hang out in their homes. maybe I wouldn't be feeling this way if things were different after work. It's just, I gotta say, it becomes kinda hard to love your job when no one else seems to like you for doing it. Centipede? Who knows where that guy is, you know? Look, a steady arcade gig is nothing to sneeze at, I'm very lucky. The thing about those guys at Asteroids? Boom, gone. For thirty years I've been doing this, and I have seen a lot of other games come and go, how sad. But, are there medals for wrecking stuff really well? To that, I say, ha! And no, there aren't. And when Felix does a good job, he gets a medal.

But, uh, if you've got a magic hammer from your father, how hard can it be? If he were a regular contractor, carpenter guy, I guarantee you, he would not be able to fix the damage that I do as quickly.

So, yeah, naturally, the guy with the name Fix-It Felix is the good guy. note 'I'M GONNA WRECK IT!' I mean, I'm very good at what I do.

I'm nine feet tall, I weigh six hundred and forty three pounds, got a little bit of a temper on me, note 'Hey! You moved my stump!' my passion bubbles very near the surface, I guess, not gonna lie. Ralph: My name's Ralph, and I'm a bad guy.

Wreck it ralph