The Inverted Carnage smothering Apocalypse's Gene Bomb in AXIS.
Spider-Man: Okay, brains failed—brute force it is. Tear out wires. Tear out wires until it doesn't blow up—
Carnage: Now, I an't no sciencetition... but what I know about bombs, they don't respond well to force, kemosabe.
Spider-Man: Help me, Cletus—we'll web it up—smother the blast—
Carnage: No amount of webbing is gonna to stop that. Only thing that might hold it back—is me.
Spider-Man: Cletus—this will kill you.
Carnage: World's better off without me, can't argue that. No one in my family ever done anything for another person. Come from a long line of selfish dirtbags. Probably goin' back to caveman Kasady stealing pterodactyl eggs from the needy. You do me one favor, Spidey—'kay?
Carnage: You build a giant damned memorial in my honor, made out of gold an' jewels an' rhinestones, draped in the Confederate flag, right in the middle of bleedin' heart liberal New York City—an' I want it playin' Skynyrd's "Free Bird" around the clock!
Spider-Man: I promise, Cletus.
Carnage: *starts to sing "Free Bird" as he is engulfed by the explosion*