When the Shoveler/ Eddie is saying goodbye to Lucille, who doesn't approve of Eddie being a wannabe superhero:
Lucille: I said I was going to leave you, Eddie. And I meant it.
Eddie: The city is in peril, Lucille. We're all they've got.
Lucille: (fed up with this superhero nonsense) Eddie, please don't start.
Eddie: I don't expect you to believe me. I just came by to tell you that I love you. Tell the kids I love them. Goodbye.
Lucille: Goodbye, Eddie. I won't be here when you come home.
Eddie: That's a risk I'm willing to take. Otherwise, there may not be a home to come back to.
(Lucille's eyebrows raises. Eddie spins his shovel and puts it in his holster. He puts his hat and salutes)
Eddie: Wish me luck.
(Eddie exits. Lucille thinks for a moment. Maybe it is for real)
When Mr. Furious returns to the group after storming off in a huff, he meets with the Shoveler and expresses how hurt and annoyed he was at gradually being excluded and having his contributions ignored in favour of the new members of the team, but can't quite bring himself to apologise for his own role in the rift, until he eventually starts pretending to be entering a Berserker Rage. At which point The Shoveler takes pity on him and nonchalantly responds with:
The Shoveler: (calmly) Hey Roy, I've just had an idea; why don't you come with us? Mr. Furious: (Calming down) Okay! Okay ... rage subsiding ... control returning ... anger fading. That was some quick thinking, Eddie. The Shoveler: Well, I wouldn't want anyone to get hurt.