Start from the beginning.
1 - The hover vehicle has stopped in the middle of the desert. Flint and Squirt are being dragged / thrown out the door onto the ground below.
CAPTION (SNAKEMAN): "He is now."
2 - Cronies deliver some swift kicks to Flint and Squirt. The snakeman watches over the whole thing, holding a blunt weapon of some variety.
SNAKEMAN: You are an incredibly obstinate man, Mr. Flint.
3 - Flint is on his knees, a defiant look on his face despite the bruises and cuts. Squirt huddles on the ground in a fetal position, leaking water here and there.
FLINT: Won't turn away from a storm. No matter the size.
4 - The snakeman slams Flint across the face with the weapon he's holding. Maybe have some blood fly off, depending on how you're feeling.
SNAKEMAN: I suppose not.
5 - A far shot of the hover vehicle pulling away, kicking up a new dust cloud around the two small figures lying on the ground. The sun beats down above, with dark clouds approaching on the horizon.
CAPTION (SNAKEMAN): "How is that working out for you?"