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+ diff --git a/my-website/public/vue/vue copy 2.vue b/my-website/public/vue/vue copy 2.vue new file mode 100644 index 0000000..61d5ee9 --- /dev/null +++ b/my-website/public/vue/vue copy 2.vue @@ -0,0 +1,1093 @@ +Bee Movie By Jerry Seinfeld NARRATOR: (Black screen with text; The sound of +buzzing bees can be heard) According to all known laws of aviation, : there is +no way a bee should be able to fly. : Its wings are too small to get its fat +little body off the ground. : The bee, of course, flies anyway : because bees +don't care what humans think is impossible. BARRY BENSON: (Barry is picking out +a shirt) Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. : Ooh, +black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. JANET BENSON: Barry! Breakfast is +ready! BARRY: Coming! : Hang on a second. (Barry uses his antenna like a phone) +: Hello? ADAM FLAYMAN: (Through phone) - Barry? BARRY: - Adam? ADAM: - Can you +believe this is happening? BARRY: - I can't. I'll pick you up. (Barry flies down +the stairs) : MARTIN BENSON: Looking sharp. JANET: Use the stairs. Your father +paid good money for those. BARRY: Sorry. I'm excited. MARTIN: Here's the +graduate. We're very proud of you, son. : A perfect report card, all B's. JANET: +Very proud. (Rubs Barry's hair) BARRY= Ma! I got a thing going here. JANET: - +You got lint on your fuzz. BARRY: - Ow! That's me! JANET: - Wave to us! We'll be +in row 118,000. - Bye! (Barry flies out the door) JANET: Barry, I told you, stop +flying in the house! (Barry drives through the hive,and is waved at by Adam who +is reading a newspaper) BARRY== - Hey, Adam. ADAM: - Hey, Barry. (Adam gets in +Barry's car) : - Is that fuzz gel? BARRY: - A little. Special day, graduation. +ADAM: Never thought I'd make it. (Barry pulls away from the house and continues +driving) BARRY: Three days grade school, three days high school... ADAM: Those +were awkward. BARRY: Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked +around the hive. ADAM== You did come back different. (Barry and Adam pass by +Artie, who is jogging) ARTIE: - Hi, Barry! BARRY: - Artie, growing a mustache? +Looks good. ADAM: - Hear about Frankie? BARRY: - Yeah. ADAM== - You going to the +funeral? BARRY: - No, I'm not going to his funeral. : Everybody knows, sting +someone, you die. : Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. ADAM: I guess +he could have just gotten out of the way. (The car does a barrel roll on the +loop-shaped bridge and lands on the highway) : I love this incorporating an +amusement park into our regular day. BARRY: I guess that's why they say we don't +need vacations. (Barry parallel parks the car and together they fly over the +graduating students) Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. (Barry +and Adam sit down and put on their hats) : - Well, Adam, today we are men. ADAM: +- We are! BARRY= - Bee-men. =ADAM= - Amen! BARRY AND ADAM: Hallelujah! (Barry +and Adam both have a happy spasm) ANNOUNCER: Students, faculty, distinguished +bees, : please welcome Dean Buzzwell. DEAN BUZZWELL: Welcome, New Hive Oity +graduating class of... : ...9: : That concludes our ceremonies. : And begins +your career at Honex Industries! ADAM: Will we pick our job today? (Adam and +Barry get into a tour bus) BARRY= I heard it's just orientation. (Tour buses +rise out of the ground and the students are automatically loaded into the buses) +TOUR GUIDE: Heads up! Here we go. ANNOUNCER: Keep your hands and antennas inside +the tram at all times. BARRY: - Wonder what it'll be like? ADAM: - A little +scary. TOUR GUIDE== Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco : and a part of the +Hexagon Group. Barry: This is it! BARRY AND ADAM: Wow. BARRY: Wow. (The bus +drives down a road an on either side are the Bee's massive complicated +Honey-making machines) TOUR GUIDE: We know that you, as a bee, have worked your +whole life : to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. : Honey +begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. : Our +top-secret formula : is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and +bubble-contoured : into this soothing sweet syrup : with its distinctive golden +glow you know as... EVERYONE ON BUS: Honey! (The guide has been collecting honey +into a bottle and she throws it into the crowd on the bus and it is caught by a +girl in the back) ADAM: - That girl was hot. BARRY: - She's my cousin! ADAM== - +She is? BARRY: - Yes, we're all cousins. ADAM: - Right. You're right. TOUR +GUIDE: - At Honex, we constantly strive : to improve every aspect of bee +existence. : These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. (The bus +passes by a Bee wearing a helmet who is being smashed into the ground with +fly-swatters, newspapers and boots. He lifts a thumbs up but you can hear him +groan) : ADAM== - What do you think he makes? BARRY: - Not enough. TOUR GUIDE: +Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. (They pass by a turning wheel +with Bees standing on pegs, who are each wearing a finger-shaped hat) Barry: - +Wow, What does that do? TOUR GUIDE: - Catches that little strand of honey : that +hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. ADAM: (Intrigued) Can anyone work on +the Krelman? TOUR GUIDE: Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know +that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. : But choose carefully : +because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. (Everyone +claps except for Barry) BARRY: The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know +that. ADAM: What's the difference? TOUR GUIDE: You'll be happy to know that +bees, as a species, haven't had one day off : in 27 million years. BARRY: +(Upset) So you'll just work us to death? : We'll sure try. (Everyone on the bus +laughs except Barry. Barry and Adam are walking back home together) ADAM: Wow! +That blew my mind! BARRY: "What's the difference?" How can you say that? : One +job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. ADAM: I'm relieved. Now we +only have to make one decision in life. BARRY: But, Adam, how could they never +have told us that? ADAM: Why would you question anything? We're bees. : We're +the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. BARRY: You ever think maybe +things work a little too well here? ADAM: Like what? Give me one example. (Barry +and Adam stop walking and it is revealed to the audience that hundreds of cars +are speeding by and narrowly missing them in perfect unison) BARRY: I don't +know. But you know what I'm talking about. ANNOUNCER: Please clear the gate. +Royal Nectar Force on approach. BARRY: Wait a second. Check it out. (The Pollen +jocks fly in, circle around and landing in line) : - Hey, those are Pollen +Jocks! ADAM: - Wow. : I've never seen them this close. BARRY: They know what +it's like outside the hive. ADAM: Yeah, but some don't come back. GIRL BEES: - +Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! (The Pollen Jocks hook up their backpacks to machines +that pump the nectar to trucks, which drive away) LOU LO DUVA: You guys did +great! : You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! (Punching the Pollen +Jocks in joy) I love it! ADAM: - I wonder where they were. BARRY: - I don't +know. : Their day's not planned. : Outside the hive, flying who knows where, +doing who knows what. : You can't just decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to +be bred for that. ADAM== Right. (Barry and Adam are covered in some pollen that +floated off of the Pollen Jocks) BARRY: Look at that. That's more pollen than +you and I will see in a lifetime. ADAM: It's just a status symbol. Bees make too +much of it. BARRY: Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you +wearing it. (Barry waves at 2 girls standing a little away from them) ADAM== +Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? BARRY: Distant. Distant. POLLEN JOCK +#1: Look at these two. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Couple of Hive Harrys. POLLEN JOCK #1: +- Let's have fun with them. GIRL BEE #1: It must be dangerous being a Pollen +Jock. BARRY: Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! : He had a paw on +my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! (Slaps Adam with his hand to +represent his scenario) GIRL BEE #2: - Oh, my! BARRY: - I never thought I'd +knock him out. GIRL BEE #1: (Looking at Adam) What were you doing during this? +ADAM: Obviously I was trying to alert the authorities. BARRY: I can autograph +that. (The pollen jocks walk up to Barry and Adam, they pretend that Barry and +Adam really are pollen jocks.) POLLEN JOCK #1: A little gusty out there today, +wasn't it, comrades? BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #1: We're hitting a +sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. BARRY: - Six miles, huh? ADAM: - +Barry! POLLEN JOCK #2: A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. +BARRY: - Maybe I am. ADAM: - You are not! POLLEN JOCK #1: We're going 0900 at +J-Gate. : What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? BARRY: I might be. +It all depends on what 0900 means. (The scene cuts to Barry looking out on the +hive-city from his balcony at night) MARTIN: Hey, Honex! BARRY: Dad, you +surprised me. MARTIN: You decide what you're interested in? BARRY: - Well, +there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. : Do you ever get bored doing +the same job every day? MARTIN: Son, let me tell you about stirring. : You grab +that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. : You get +yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. BARRY: You know, Dad, the more I +think about it, : maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. MARTIN: You +were thinking of what, making balloon animals? : That's a bad job for a guy with +a stinger. : Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! JANET: - +Barry, you are so funny sometimes. BARRY: - I'm not trying to be funny. MARTIN: +You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! JANET: - You're +gonna be a stirrer? BARRY: - No one's listening to me! MARTIN: Wait till you see +the sticks I have. BARRY: I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant +tattoo! (Barry's parents don't listen to him and continue to ramble on) MARTIN: +Let's open some honey and celebrate! BARRY: Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave +my antennae. : Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody +"dawg"! JANET: I'm so proud. (The scene cuts to Barry and Adam waiting in line +to get a job) ADAM: - We're starting work today! BARRY: - Today's the day. ADAM: +Come on! All the good jobs will be gone. BARRY: Yeah, right. JOB LISTER: Pollen +counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... BEE IN FRONT +OF LINE: - Is it still available? JOB LISTER: - Hang on. Two left! : One of +them's yours! Congratulations! Step to the side. ADAM: - What'd you get? BEE IN +FRONT OF LINE: - Picking crud out. Stellar! (He walks away) ADAM: Wow! JOB +LISTER: Couple of newbies? ADAM: Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! JOB +LISTER: Make your choice. (Adam and Barry look up at the job board. There are +hundreds of constantly changing panels that contain available or unavailable +jobs. It looks very confusing) ADAM: - You want to go first? BARRY: - No, you +go. ADAM: Oh, my. What's available? JOB LISTER: Restroom attendant's open, not +for the reason you think. ADAM: - Any chance of getting the Krelman? JOB LISTER: +- Sure, you're on. (Puts the Krelman finger-hat on Adam's head) (Suddenly the +sign for Krelman closes out) : I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. (Takes +Adam's hat off) Wax monkey's always open. ADAM: The Krelman opened up again. : +What happened? JOB LISTER: A bee died. Makes an opening. See? He's dead. Another +dead one. : Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. : Dead from the neck up. Dead from +the neck down. That's life! ADAM: Oh, this is so hard! (Barry remembers what the +Pollen Jock offered him and he flies off) Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, +stirrer, : humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, +: mite wrangler. Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? (Adam turns around +and sees Barry flying away) : Barry! POLLEN JOCK: All right, we've got the +sunflower patch in quadrant nine... ADAM: (Through phone) What happened to you? +Where are you? BARRY: - I'm going out. ADAM: - Out? Out where? BARRY: - Out +there. ADAM: - Oh, no! BARRY: I have to, before I go to work for the rest of my +life. ADAM: You're gonna die! You're crazy! (Barry hangs up) Hello? POLLEN JOCK +#2: Another call coming in. : If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli +on 83rd : that gets their roses today. BARRY: Hey, guys. POLLEN JOCK #1 == - +Look at that. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? LOU LO +DUVA: Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. POLLEN JOCK #1: It's OK, Lou. +We're gonna take him up. (Puts hand on Barry's shoulder) LOU LO DUVA: (To Barry) +Really? Feeling lucky, are you? BEE WITH CLIPBOARD: (To Barry) Sign here, here. +Just initial that. : - Thank you. LOU LO DUVA: - OK. : You got a rain advisory +today, : and as you all know, bees cannot fly in rain. : So be careful. As +always, watch your brooms, : hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears and bats. : Also, +I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. : Murphy's in a home +because of it, babbling like a cicada! BARRY: - That's awful. LOU LO DUVA: +(Still talking through megaphone) - And a reminder for you rookies, : bee law +number one, absolutely no talking to humans! : All right, launch positions! +POLLEN JOCKS: (The Pollen Jocks run into formation) : Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! +Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! LOU LU DUVA: Black and yellow! +POLLEN JOCKS: Hello! POLLEN JOCK #1: (To Barry)You ready for this, hot shot? +BARRY: Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. POLLEN JOCK's: Wind, check. : - Antennae, check. +- Nectar pack, check. : - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. BARRY: Scared out of +my shorts, check. LOU LO DUVA: OK, ladies, : let's move it out! : Pound those +petunias, you striped stem-suckers! : All of you, drain those flowers! (The +pollen jocks fly out of the hive) BARRY: Wow! I'm out! : I can't believe I'm +out! : So blue. : I feel so fast and free! : Box kite! (Barry flies through the +kite) : Wow! : Flowers! (A pollen jock puts on some high tech goggles that shows +flowers similar to heat sink goggles.) POLLEN JOCK: This is Blue Leader. We have +roses visual. : Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. : Roses! POLLEN JOCK #1: 30 +degrees, roger. Bringing it around. : Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of +a kick. (The pollen jock fires a high-tech gun at the flower, shooting tubes +that suck up the nectar from the flower and collects it into a pouch on the gun) +BARRY: That is one nectar collector! POLLEN JOCK #1== - Ever see pollination up +close? BARRY: - No, sir. POLLEN JOCK #1: (Barry and the Pollen jock fly over the +field, the pollen jock sprinkles pollen as he goes) : I pick up some pollen +here, sprinkle it over here. Maybe a dash over there, : a pinch on that one. See +that? It's a little bit of magic. BARRY: That's amazing. Why do we do that? +POLLEN JOCK #1: That's pollen power. More pollen, more flowers, more nectar, +more honey for us. BARRY: Cool. POLLEN JOCK #1: I'm picking up a lot of bright +yellow. could be daisies. Don't we need those? POLLEN JOCK #2: Copy that visual. +: Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on the move. POLLEN JOCK #1: Say again? +You're reporting a moving flower? POLLEN JOCK #2: Affirmative. (The Pollen jocks +land near the "flowers" which, to the audience are obviously just tennis balls) +KEN: (In the distance) That was on the line! POLLEN JOCK #1: This is the +coolest. What is it? POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't know, but I'm loving this color. : +It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. POLLEN JOCK #1: Yeah, fuzzy. +(Sticks his hand on the ball but it gets stuck) POLLEN JOCK #3== Chemical-y. +(The pollen jock finally gets his hand free from the tennis ball) POLLEN JOCK +#1: Careful, guys. It's a little grabby. (The pollen jocks turn around and see +Barry lying his entire body on top of one of the tennis balls) POLLEN JOCK #2: +My sweet lord of bees! POLLEN JOCK #3: Candy-brain, get off there! POLLEN JOCK +#1: (Pointing upwards) Problem! (A human hand reaches down and grabs the tennis +ball that Barry is stuck to) BARRY: - Guys! POLLEN JOCK #2: - This could be bad. +POLLEN JOCK #3: Affirmative. (Vanessa Bloome starts bouncing the tennis ball, +not knowing Barry is stick to it) BARRY== Very close. : Gonna hurt. : Mama's +little boy. (Barry is being hit back and forth by two humans playing tennis. He +is still stuck to the ball) POLLEN JOCK #1: You are way out of position, rookie! +KEN: Coming in at you like a MISSILE! (Barry flies past the pollen jocks, still +stuck to the ball) BARRY: (In slow motion) Help me! POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't +think these are flowers. POLLEN JOCK #3: - Should we tell him? POLLEN JOCK #1: - +I think he knows. BARRY: What is this?! KEN: Match point! : You can start +packing up, honey, because you're about to EAT IT! (A pollen jock coughs which +confused Ken and he hits the ball the wrong way with Barry stuck to it and it +goes flying into the city) BARRY: Yowser! (Barry bounces around town and gets +stuck in the engine of a car. He flies into the air conditioner and sees a bug +that was frozen in there) BARRY: Ew, gross. (The man driving the car turns on +the air conditioner which blows Barry into the car) GIRL IN CAR: There's a bee +in the car! : - Do something! DAD DRIVING CAR: - I'm driving! BABY GIRL: (Waving +at Barry) - Hi, bee. (Barry smiles and waves at the baby girl) GUY IN BACK OF +CAR: - He's back here! : He's going to sting me! GIRL IN CAR: Nobody move. If +you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! (Barry freezes as well, hovering in +the middle of the car) : GRANDMA IN CAR== He blinked! (The grandma whips out +some bee-spray and sprays everywhere in the car, climbing into the front seat, +still trying to spray Barry) GIRL IN CAR: Spray him, Granny! DAD DRIVING THE +CAR: What are you doing?! (Barry escapes the car through the air conditioner and +is flying high above the ground, safe.) BARRY: Wow... the tension level out here +is unbelievable. (Barry sees that storm clouds are gathering and he can see rain +clouds moving into this direction) : I gotta get home. : Can't fly in rain. : +Can't fly in rain. (A rain drop hits Barry and one of his wings is damaged) : +Can't fly in rain. (A second rain drop hits Barry again and he spirals +downwards) Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! (WW2 plane sound effects are played +as he plummets, and he crash-lands on a plant inside an apartment near the +window) VANESSA BLOOME: Ken, could you close the window please? KEN== Hey, check +out my new resume. I made it into a fold-out brochure. : You see? (Folds +brochure resume out) Folds out. (Ken closes the window, trapping Barry inside) +BARRY: Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this. (Barry tries to fly away but +smashes into the window and falls again) : What was that? (Barry keeps trying to +fly out the window but he keeps being knocked back because the window is closed) +Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... : Drapes! +(Barry taps the glass. He doesn't understand what it is) That is diabolical. +KEN: It's fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite +movies. ANDY: What's number one? Star Wars? KEN: Nah, I don't go for that... +(Ken makes finger guns and makes "pew pew pew" sounds and then stops) : ...kind +of stuff. BARRY: No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out of their +minds. KEN: When I leave a job interview, they're flabbergasted, can't believe +what I say. BARRY: (Looking at the light on the ceiling) There's the sun. Maybe +that's a way out. (Starts flying towards the lightbulb) : I don't remember the +sun having a big 75 on it. (Barry hits the lightbulb and falls into the dip on +the table that the humans are sitting at) KEN: I predicted global warming. : I +could feel it getting hotter. At first I thought it was just me. (Andy dips a +chip into the bowl and scoops up some dip with Barry on it and is about to put +it in his mouth) : Wait! Stop! Bee! (Andy drops the chip with Barry in fear and +backs away. All the humans freak out) : Stand back. These are winter boots. (Ken +has winter boots on his hands and he is about to smash the bee but Vanessa saves +him last second) VANESSA: Wait! : Don't kill him! (Vanessa puts Barry in a glass +to protect him) KEN: You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! +VANESSA: Why does his life have less value than yours? KEN: Why does his life +have any less value than mine? Is that your statement? VANESSA: I'm just saying +all life has value. You don't know what he's capable of feeling. (Vanessa picks +up Ken's brochure and puts it under the glass so she can carry Barry back to the +window. Barry looks at Vanessa in amazement) KEN: My brochure! VANESSA: There +you go, little guy. (Vanessa opens the window and lets Barry out but Barry stays +back and is still shocked that a human saved his life) KEN: I'm not scared of +him. It's an allergic thing. VANESSA: Put that on your resume brochure. KEN: My +whole face could puff up. ANDY: Make it one of your special skills. KEN: +Knocking someone out is also a special skill. (Ken walks to the door) Right. +Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. : - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? VANESSA: - Sure, +Ken. You know, whatever. : (Vanessa tries to close door) KEN== - You could put +carob chips on there. VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door but Ken opens it again) KEN: +- Supposed to be less calories. VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door) (Fast forward to +the next day, Barry is still inside the house. He flies into the kitchen where +Vanessa is doing dishes) BARRY== (Talking to himself) I gotta say something. : +She saved my life. I gotta say something. : All right, here it goes. (Turns +back) Nah. : What would I say? : I could really get in trouble. : It's a bee +law. You're not supposed to talk to a human. : I can't believe I'm doing this. : +I've got to. (Barry disguises himself as a character on a food can as Vanessa +walks by again) : Oh, I can't do it. Come on! : No. Yes. No. : Do it. I can't. : +How should I start it? (Barry strikes a pose and wiggles his eyebrows) "You like +jazz?" No, that's no good. (Vanessa is about to walk past Barry) Here she comes! +Speak, you fool! : ...Hi! (Vanessa gasps and drops the dishes in fright and +notices Barry on the counter) : I'm sorry. VANESSA: - You're talking. BARRY: - +Yes, I know. VANESSA: (Pointing at Barry) You're talking! BARRY: I'm so sorry. +VANESSA: No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. : But I don't recall going +to bed. BARRY: Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting. VANESSA: This is a bit +of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee! BARRY: I am. And I'm not supposed to +be doing this, (Pointing to the living room where Ken tried to kill him last +night) but they were all trying to kill me. : And if it wasn't for you... : I +had to thank you. It's just how I was raised. (Vanessa stabs her hand with a +fork to test whether she's dreaming or not) : That was a little weird. VANESSA: +- I'm talking with a bee. BARRY: - Yeah. VANESSA: I'm talking to a bee. And the +bee is talking to me! BARRY: I just want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. +(Barry turns to leave) VANESSA: - Wait! How did you learn to do that? BARRY: +(Flying back) - What? VANESSA: The talking...thing. BARRY: Same way you did, I +guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. VANESSA: - That's very funny. BARRY: +- Yeah. : Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal +with. : Anyway... VANESSA: Can I... : ...get you something? BARRY: - Like what? +VANESSA: I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Coffee? BARRY: I don't want to +put you out. VANESSA: It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. : - It's just +coffee. BARRY: - I hate to impose. (Vanessa starts making coffee) VANESSA: - +Don't be ridiculous! BARRY: - Actually, I would love a cup. VANESSA: Hey, you +want rum cake? BARRY: - I shouldn't. VANESSA: - Have some. BARRY: - No, I can't. +VANESSA: - Come on! BARRY: I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. VANESSA: - +Where? BARRY: - These stripes don't help. VANESSA: You look great! BARRY: I +don't know if you know anything about fashion. : Are you all right? VANESSA: +(Pouring coffee on the floor and missing the cup completely) No. (Flash forward +in time. Barry and Vanessa are sitting together at a table on top of the +apartment building drinking coffee) : BARRY== He's making the tie in the cab as +they're flying up Madison. : He finally gets there. : He runs up the steps into +the church. The wedding is on. : And he says, "Watermelon? I thought you said +Guatemalan. : Why would I marry a watermelon?" (Barry laughs but Vanessa looks +confused) VANESSA: Is that a bee joke? BARRY: That's the kind of stuff we do. +VANESSA: Yeah, different. : So, what are you gonna do, Barry? (Barry stands on +top of a sugar cube floating in his coffee and paddles it around with a straw +like it's a gondola) BARRY: About work? I don't know. : I want to do my part for +the hive, but I can't do it the way they want. VANESSA: I know how you feel. +BARRY: - You do? VANESSA: - Sure. : My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a +doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. BARRY: - Really? VANESSA: - My only +interest is flowers. BARRY: Our new queen was just elected with that same +campaign slogan. : Anyway, if you look... (Barry points to a tree in the middle +of Central Park) : There's my hive right there. See it? VANESSA: You're in Sheep +Meadow! BARRY: Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! VANESSA: No way! I know that +area. I lost a toe ring there once. BARRY: - Why do girls put rings on their +toes? VANESSA: - Why not? BARRY: - It's like putting a hat on your knee. +VANESSA: - Maybe I'll try that. (A custodian installing a lightbulb looks over +at them but to his perspective it looks like Vanessa is talking to a cup of +coffee on the table) CUSTODIAN: - You all right, ma'am? VANESSA: - Oh, yeah. +Fine. : Just having two cups of coffee! BARRY: Anyway, this has been great. +Thanks for the coffee. VANESSA== Yeah, it's no trouble. BARRY: Sorry I couldn't +finish it. If I did, I'd be up the rest of my life. (Barry points towards the +rum cake) : Can I take a piece of this with me? VANESSA: Sure! Here, have a +crumb. (Vanessa hands Barry a crumb but it is still pretty big for Barry) BARRY: +- Thanks! VANESSA: - Yeah. BARRY: All right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you +around. : Or not. VANESSA: OK, Barry... BARRY: And thank you so much again... +for before. VANESSA: Oh, that? That was nothing. BARRY: Well, not nothing, +but... Anyway... (Vanessa and Barry hold hands, but Vanessa has to hold out a +finger because her hands is to big and Barry holds that) (The custodian looks +over again and it appears Vanessa is laughing at her coffee again. The lightbulb +that he was screwing in sparks and he falls off the ladder) (Fast forward in +time and we see two Bee Scientists testing out a parachute in a Honex wind +tunnel) BEE SCIENTIST #1: This can't possibly work. BEE SCIENTIST #2: He's all +set to go. We may as well try it. : OK, Dave, pull the chute. (Dave pulls the +chute and the wind slams him against the wall and he falls on his face.The +camera pans over and we see Barry and Adam walking together) ADAM: - Sounds +amazing. BARRY: - It was amazing! : It was the scariest, happiest moment of my +life. ADAM: Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! : Giant, scary humans! +What were they like? BARRY: Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. : They eat crazy +giant things. They drive crazy. ADAM: - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? +BARRY: - Some of them. But some of them don't. ADAM: - How'd you get back? +BARRY: - Poodle. ADAM: You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to +see. : You had your "experience." Now you can pick out your job and be normal. +BARRY: - Well... ADAM: - Well? BARRY: Well, I met someone. ADAM: You did? Was +she Bee-ish? : - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! BARRY: - No, no, no, not a +wasp. ADAM: - Spider? BARRY: - I'm not attracted to spiders. : I know, for +everyone else, it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. : I can't +get by that face. ADAM: So who is she? BARRY: She's... human. ADAM: No, no. +That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. BARRY: - Her name's Vanessa. +(Adam puts his head in his hands) ADAM: - Oh, boy. BARRY== She's so nice. And +she's a florist! ADAM: Oh, no! You're dating a human florist! BARRY: We're not +dating. ADAM: You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our +homes : with power washers and M-80s! That's one-eighth a stick of dynamite! +BARRY: She saved my life! And she understands me. ADAM: This is over! BARRY: Eat +this. (Barry gives Adam a piece of the crumb that he got from Vanessa. Adam eats +it) ADAM: (Adam's tone changes) This is not over! What was that? BARRY: - They +call it a crumb. ADAM: - It was so stingin' stripey! BARRY: And that's not what +they eat. That's what falls off what they eat! : - You know what a Cinnabon is? +ADAM: - No. (Adam opens a door behind him and he pulls Barry in) BARRY: It's +bread and cinnamon and frosting. ADAM: Be quiet! BARRY: They heat it up... ADAM: +Sit down! (Adam forces Barry to sit down) BARRY: (Still rambling about +Cinnabons) ...really hot! (Adam grabs Barry by the shoulders) ADAM: - Listen to +me! : We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! BARRY== Yes, but +who can deny the heart that is yearning? ADAM: There's no yearning. Stop +yearning. Listen to me! : You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. +Thinking bee! BARRY: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEE: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEES AND +ADAM: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! (Flash forward in +time; Barry is laying on a raft in a pool full of honey. He is wearing +sunglasses) JANET: There he is. He's in the pool. MARTIN: You know what your +problem is, Barry? (Barry pulls down his sunglasses and he looks annoyed) BARRY: +(Sarcastic) I gotta start thinking bee? JANET: How much longer will this go on? +MARTIN: It's been three days! Why aren't you working? (Puts sunglasses back on) +BARRY: I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. MARTIN: What life? +You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! JANET: Would it kill you +to make a little honey? (Barry rolls off the raft and sinks into the honey pool) +: Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. : Martin, would you talk to +him? MARTIN: Barry, I'm talking to you! (Barry keeps sinking into the honey +until he is suddenly in Central Park having a picnic with Vanessa) (Barry has a +cup of honey and he clinks his glass with Vanessas. Suddenly a mosquito lands on +Vanessa and she slaps it, killing it. They both gasp but then burst out +laughing) VANESSA: You coming? (The camera pans over and Vanessa is climbing +into a small yellow airplane) BARRY: Got everything? VANESSA: All set! BARRY: Go +ahead. I'll catch up. (Vanessa lifts off and flies ahead) VANESSA: Don't be too +long. (Barry catches up with Vanessa and he sticks out his arms like ana +irplane. He rolls from side to side, and Vanessa copies him with the airplane) +VANESSA: Watch this! (Barry stays back and watches as Vanessa draws a heart in +the air using pink smoke from the plane, but on the last loop-the-loop she +suddenly crashes into a mountain and the plane explodes. The destroyed plane +falls into some rocks and explodes a second time) BARRY: Vanessa! (As Barry is +yelling his mouth fills with honey and he wakes up, discovering that he was just +day dreaming. He slowly sinks back into the honey pool) MARTIN: - We're still +here. JANET: - I told you not to yell at him. : He doesn't respond to yelling! +MARTIN: - Then why yell at me? JANET: - Because you don't listen! MARTIN: I'm +not listening to this. BARRY: Sorry, I've gotta go. MARTIN: - Where are you +going? BARRY: - I'm meeting a friend. JANET: A girl? Is this why you can't +decide? BARRY: Bye. (Barry flies out the door and Martin shakes his head) : +JANET== I just hope she's Bee-ish. (Fast forward in time and Barry is sitting on +Vanessa's shoulder and she is closing up her shop) BARRY: They have a huge +parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? VANESSA: To be in the Tournament of +Roses, that's every florist's dream! : Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, +crowds cheering. BARRY: A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? +VANESSA: No. All right, I've got one. How come you don't fly everywhere? BARRY: +It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. VANESSA: Yeah, OK, I +see, I see. All right, your turn. BARRY: TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? +That's insane! VANESSA: You don't have that? BARRY: We have Hivo, but it's a +disease. It's a horrible, horrible disease. VANESSA: Oh, my. (A human walks by +and Barry narrowly avoids him) PASSERBY: Dumb bees! VANESSA: You must want to +sting all those jerks. BARRY: We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. +VANESSA: So you have to watch your temper (They walk into a store) BARRY: Very +carefully. You kick a wall, take a walk, : write an angry letter and throw it +out. Work through it like any emotion: : Anger, jealousy, lust. (Suddenly an +employee(Hector) hits Barry off of Vanessa's shoulder. Hector thinks he's saving +Vanessa) VANESSA: (To Barry) Oh, my goodness! Are you OK? (Barry is getting up +off the floor) BARRY: Yeah. VANESSA: (To Hector) - What is wrong with you?! +HECTOR: (Confused) - It's a bug. VANESSA: He's not bothering anybody. Get out of +here, you creep! (Vanessa hits Hector across the face with the magazine he had +and then hits him in the head. Hector backs away covering his head) Barry: What +was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? (Vanessa sets Barry back on her shoulder) +VANESSA: Yeah, it was. How did you know? BARRY: It felt like about 10 pages. +Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. VANESSA: You've really got that down to a +science. BARRY: - Oh, we have to. I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. VANESSA: - +I'll bet. (Barry looks to his right and notices there is honey for sale in the +aisle) BARRY: What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? (Barry looks at all +the brands of honey, shocked) How did this get here? Cute Bee, Golden Blossom, : +Ray Liotta Private Select? (Barry puts his hands up and slowly turns around, a +look of disgust on his face) VANESSA: - Is he that actor? BARRY: - I never heard +of him. : - Why is this here? VANESSA: - For people. We eat it. BARRY: You don't +have enough food of your own?! (Hector looks back and notices that Vanessa is +talking to Barry) VANESSA: - Well, yes. BARRY: - How do you get it? VANESSA: - +Bees make it. BARRY: - I know who makes it! : And it's hard to make it! : +There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! VANESSA: - +It's organic. BARRY: - It's our-ganic! VANESSA: It's just honey, Barry. BARRY: +Just what?! : Bees don't know about this! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! : +You've taken our homes, schools, hospitals! This is all we have! : And it's on +sale?! I'm getting to the bottom of this. : I'm getting to the bottom of all of +this! (Flash forward in time; Barry paints his face with black strikes like a +soldier and sneaks into the storage section of the store) (Two men, including +Hector, are loading boxes into some trucks) : SUPERMARKET EMPLOYEE== Hey, +Hector. : - You almost done? HECTOR: - Almost. (Barry takes a step to peak +around the corner) (Whispering) He is here. I sense it. : Well, I guess I'll go +home now (Hector pretends to walk away by walking in place and speaking loudly) +: and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. BARRY: You're busted, +box boy! HECTOR: I knew I heard something! So you can talk! BARRY: I can talk. +And now you'll start talking! : Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your +supplier? HECTOR: I don't understand. I thought we were friends. : The last +thing we want to do is upset bees! (Hector takes a thumbtack out of the board +behind him and sword-fights Barry. Barry is using his stinger like a sword) : +You're too late! It's ours now! BARRY: You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! +HECTOR: You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! (Barry hits the +thumbtack out of Hectors hand and Hector surrenders) Barry: Where is the honey +coming from? : Tell me where! HECTOR: (Pointing to leaving truck) Honey Farms! +It comes from Honey Farms! (Barry chases after the truck but it is getting away. +He flies onto a bicyclists' backpack and he catches up to the truck) CAR DRIVER: +(To bicyclist) Crazy person! (Barry flies off and lands on the windshield of the +Honey farms truck. Barry looks around and sees dead bugs splattered everywhere) +BARRY: What horrible thing has happened here? : These faces, they never knew +what hit them. And now : they're on the road to nowhere! (Barry hears a sudden +whisper) (Barry looks up and sees Mooseblood, a mosquito playing dead) +MOOSEBLOOD: Just keep still. BARRY: What? You're not dead? MOOSEBLOOD: Do I look +dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? BARRY: To Honey +Farms. I am onto something huge here. MOOSEBLOOD: I'm going to Alaska. Moose +blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! ANOTHER BUG PLAYING DEAD: I'm going to +Tacoma. (Barry looks at another bug) BARRY: - And you? MOOSEBLOOD: - He really +is dead. BARRY: All right. (Another bug hits the windshield and the drivers +notice. They activate the windshield wipers) MOOSEBLOOD== Uh-oh! (The windshield +wipers are slowly sliding over the dead bugs and wiping them off) BARRY: - What +is that?! MOOSEBLOOD: - Oh, no! : - A wiper! Triple blade! BARRY: - Triple +blade? MOOSEBLOOD: Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! (Mooseblood and Barry +grab onto the wiper and they hold on as it wipes the windshield) Why does +everything have to be so doggone clean?! : How much do you people need to see?! +(Bangs on windshield) : Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! RADIO IN +TRUCK: From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell. MOOSEBLOOD: But don't kill +no more bugs! (Mooseblood and Barry are washed off by the wipr fluid) +MOOSEBLOOD: - Bee! BARRY: - Moose blood guy!! (Barry starts screaming as he +hangs onto the antenna) (Suddenly it is revealed that a water bug is also +hanging on the antenna. There is a pause and then Barry and the water bug both +start screaming) TRUCK DRIVER: - You hear something? GUY IN TRUCK: - Like what? +TRUCK DRIVER: Like tiny screaming. GUY IN TRUCK: Turn off the radio. (The +antenna starts to lower until it gets to low and sinks into the truck. The water +bug flies off and Barry is forced to let go and he is blown away. He luckily +lands inside a horn on top of the truck where he finds Mooseblood, who was blown +into the same place) MOOSEBLOOD: Whassup, bee boy? BARRY: Hey, Blood. (Fast +forward in time and we see that Barry is deep in conversation with Mooseblood. +They have been sitting in this truck for a while) BARRY: ...Just a row of honey +jars, as far as the eye could see. MOOSEBLOOD: Wow! BARRY: I assume wherever +this truck goes is where they're getting it. : I mean, that honey's ours. +MOOSEBLOOD: - Bees hang tight. BARRY: - We're all jammed in. : It's a close +community. MOOSEBLOOD: Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own. +BARRY: - What if you get in trouble? MOOSEBLOOD: - You a mosquito, you in +trouble. : Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack! +BARRY: At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls. MOOSEBLOOD: +Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. : Mosquito girl +don't want no mosquito. (An ambulance passes by and it has a blood donation sign +on it) You got to be kidding me! : Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So +long, bee! (Mooseblood leaves and flies onto the window of the ambulance where +there are other mosquito's hanging out) : - Hey, guys! OTHER MOSQUITO: - +Mooseblood! MOOSEBLOOD: I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your +crazy straw? (The truck goes out of view and Barry notices that the truck he's +on is pulling into a camp of some sort) TRUCK DRIVER: We throw it in jars, slap +a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. (Barry flies out) BARRY: What +is this place? BEEKEEPER 1#: A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. +BEEKEEPER #2: They are pinheads! : Pinhead. : - Check out the new smoker. +BEEKEEPER #1: - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. : The Thomas 3000! BARRY: +Smoker? BEEKEEPER #1: Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, +all the tar. : A couple breaths of this knocks them right out. BEEKEEPER #2: +They make the honey, and we make the money. BARRY: "They make the honey, and we +make the money"? (The Beekeeper sprays hundreds of cheap miniature apartments +with the smoker. The bees are fainting or passing out) Oh, my! : What's going +on? Are you OK? (Barry flies into one of the apartment and helps a Bee couple +get off the ground. They are coughing and its hard for them to stand) BEE IN +APARTMENT: Yeah. It doesn't last too long. BARRY: Do you know you're in a fake +hive with fake walls? BEE IN APPARTMENT: Our queen was moved here. We had no +choice. (The apartment room is completely empty except for a photo on the wall +of the "queen" who is obviously a man in women's clothes) BARRY: This is your +queen? That's a man in women's clothes! : That's a drag queen! : What is this? +(Barry flies out and he discovers that there are hundreds of these structures, +each housing thousands of Bees) Oh, no! : There's hundreds of them! (Barry takes +out his camera and takes pictures of these Bee work camps. The beekeepers look +very evil in these depictions) Bee honey. : Our honey is being brazenly stolen +on a massive scale! : This is worse than anything bears have done! I intend to +do something. (Flash forward in time and Barry is showing these pictures to his +parents) JANET: Oh, Barry, stop. MARTIN: Who told you humans are taking our +honey? That's a rumor. BARRY: Do these look like rumors? (Holds up the pictures) +UNCLE CARL: That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. +JANET: How did you get mixed up in this? ADAM: He's been talking to humans. +JANET: - What? MARTIN: - Talking to humans?! ADAM: He has a human girlfriend. +And they make out! JANET: Make out? Barry! BARRY: We do not. ADAM: - You wish +you could. MARTIN: - Whose side are you on? BARRY: The bees! UNCLE CARL: (He has +been sitting in the back of the room this entire time) I dated a cricket once in +San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. JANET: Barry, this is what +you want to do with your life? BARRY: I want to do it for all our lives. Nobody +works harder than bees! : Dad, I remember you coming home so overworked : your +hands were still stirring. You couldn't stop. JANET: I remember that. BARRY: +What right do they have to our honey? : We live on two cups a year. They put it +in lip balm for no reason whatsoever! ADAM: Even if it's true, what can one bee +do? BARRY: Sting them where it really hurts. MARTIN: In the face! The eye! : - +That would hurt. BARRY: - No. MARTIN: Up the nose? That's a killer. BARRY: +There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place where it matters. +(Flash forward a bit in time and we are watching the Bee News) BEE NEWS +NARRATOR: Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. BEE +PROTESTOR: No more bee beards! BEE NEWS NARRATOR: With Bob Bumble at the anchor +desk. : Weather with Storm Stinger. : Sports with Buzz Larvi. : And Jeanette +Chung. BOB BUMBLE: - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. JEANETTE CHUNG: - And I'm +Jeanette Chung. BOB BUMBLE: A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, : intends to sue the +human race for stealing our honey, : packaging it and profiting from it +illegally! JEANETTE CHUNG: Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, : we'll have three +former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, : Classy Ladies, +out this week on Hexagon. (The scene changes to an interview on the news with +Bee version of Larry King and Barry) BEE LARRY KING: Tonight we're talking to +Barry Benson. : Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"? +BARRY: Bees have never been afraid to change the world. : What about Bee +Columbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? BEE LARRY KING: Where I'm from, we'd never sue +humans. : We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. BARRY: How old are you? +BEE LARRY KING: The bee community is supporting you in this case, : which will +be the trial of the bee century. BARRY: You know, they have a Larry King in the +human world too. BEE LARRY KING: It's a common name. Next week... BARRY: He +looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots... BEE LARRY KING: +Next week... BARRY: Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you +just heard 'em. BEE LARRY KING: Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and +here, live. (Bee Larry King gets annoyed and flies away offscreen) BARRY: Always +leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish. (Flash forward in +time. We see Vanessa enter and Ken enters behind her. They are arguing) KEN: In +tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! VANESSA: It was my grandmother, +Ken. She's 81. KEN== Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take advantage +of that? BARRY: (To Ken) Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. KEN: +(Pointing at Barry) - Is that that same bee? VANESSA: - Yes, it is! : I'm +helping him sue the human race. BARRY: - Hello. KEN: - Hello, bee. VANESSA: This +is Ken. BARRY: (Recalling the "Winter Boots" incident earlier) Yeah, I remember +you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. KEN: (To Vanessa) +Why does he talk again? VANESSA: Listen, you better go 'cause we're really busy +working. KEN: But it's our yogurt night! VANESSA: (Holding door open for Ken) +Bye-bye. KEN: (Yelling) Why is yogurt night so difficult?! (Ken leaves and +Vanessa walks over to Barry. His workplace is a mess) VANESSA: You poor thing. +You two have been at this for hours! BARRY: Yes, and Adam here has been a huge +help. ADAM: - Frosting... - How many sugars? ==BARRY== Just one. I try not to +use the competition. : So why are you helping me? VANESSA: Bees have good +qualities. : And it takes my mind off the shop. : Instead of flowers, people are +giving balloon bouquets now. BARRY: Those are great, if you're three. VANESSA: +And artificial flowers. BARRY: - Oh, those just get me psychotic! VANESSA: - +Yeah, me too. : BARRY: Bent stingers, pointless pollination. ADAM: Bees must +hate those fake things! : Nothing worse than a daffodil that's had work done. : +Maybe this could make up for it a little bit. VANESSA: - This lawsuit's a pretty +big deal. BARRY: - I guess. ADAM: You sure you want to go through with it? +BARRY: Am I sure? When I'm done with the humans, they won't be able : to say, +"Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! (Flash forward in time and we are +watching the human news. The camera shows a crowd outside a courthouse) NEWS +REPORTER: It's an incredible scene here in downtown Manhattan, : where the world +anxiously waits, because for the first time in history, : we will hear for +ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. (We are no longer watching through a +news camera) ADAM: What have we gotten into here, Barry? BARRY: It's pretty big, +isn't it? ADAM== (Looking at the hundreds of people around the courthouse) I +can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. BARRY: You think +billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? SECURITY GUARD: +Everybody needs to stay behind the barricade. (A limousine drives up and a fat +man,Layton Montgomery, a honey industry owner gets out and walks past Barry) +ADAM: - What's the matter? BARRY: - I don't know, I just got a chill. (Fast +forward in time and everyone is in the court) MONTGOMERY: Well, if it isn't the +bee team. (To Honey Industry lawyers) You boys work on this? MAN: All rise! The +Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. JUDGE BUMBLETON: All right. Case number +4475, : Superior Court of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry : is +now in session. : Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies +collectively? MONTGOMERY: A privilege. JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson... you're +representing all the bees of the world? (Everyone looks closely, they are +waiting to see if a Bee can really talk) (Barry makes several buzzing sounds to +sound like a Bee) BARRY: I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. +JUDGE BUMBLBETON: Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. MONTGOMERY: +Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, : my grandmother was a simple woman. : Born on +a farm, she believed it was man's divine right : to benefit from the bounty of +nature God put before us. : If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson +imagines, : just think of what would it mean. : I would have to negotiate with +the silkworm : for the elastic in my britches! : Talking bee! (Montgomery walks +over and looks closely at Barry) : How do we know this isn't some sort of : +holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? : They could be using +laser beams! : Robotics! Ventriloquism! Cloning! For all we know, : he could be +on steroids! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson? BARRY: Ladies and gentlemen, there's +no trickery here. : I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. : +It's important to all bees. We invented it! : We make it. And we protect it with +our lives. : Unfortunately, there are some people in this room : who think they +can take it from us : 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this +is all over, : you'll see how, by taking our honey, you not only take everything +we have : but everything we are! JANET== (To Martin) I wish he'd dress like that +all the time. So nice! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Call your first witness. BARRY: So, Mr. +Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. KLAUSS VANDERHAYDEN: I +suppose so. BARRY: I see you also own Honeyburton and Honron! KLAUSS: Yes, they +provide beekeepers for our farms. BARRY: Beekeeper. I find that to be a very +disturbing term. : I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? KLAUSS: +(Quietly) - No. BARRY: - I couldn't hear you. KLAUSS: - No. BARRY: - No. : +Because you don't free bees. You keep bees. Not only that, : it seems you +thought a bear would be an appropriate image for a jar of honey. KLAUSS: They're +very lovable creatures. : Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. BARRY: You mean +like this? (The bear from Over The Hedge barges in through the back door and it +is roaring and standing on its hind legs. It is thrashing its claws and people +are screaming. It is being held back by a guard who has the bear on a chain) : +(Pointing to the roaring bear) Bears kill bees! : How'd you like his head +crashing through your living room?! : Biting into your couch! Spitting out your +throw pillows! JUDGE BUMBLETON: OK, that's enough. Take him away. (The bear +stops roaring and thrashing and walks out) BARRY: So, Mr. Sting, thank you for +being here. Your name intrigues me. : - Where have I heard it before? MR. STING: +- I was with a band called The Police. BARRY: But you've never been a police +officer, have you? STING: No, I haven't. BARRY: No, you haven't. And so here we +have yet another example : of bee culture casually stolen by a human : for +nothing more than a prance-about stage name. STING: Oh, please. BARRY: Have you +ever been stung, Mr. Sting? : Because I'm feeling a little stung, Sting. : Or +should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! MONTGOMERY: That's not his real name?! You +idiots! BARRY: Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on : your Emmy win for +a guest spot on ER in 2005. RAY LIOTTA: Thank you. Thank you. BARRY: I see from +your resume that you're devilishly handsome : with a churning inner turmoil +that's ready to blow. RAY LIOTTA: I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? BARRY: Not +yet it isn't. But is this what it's come to for you? : Exploiting tiny, helpless +bees so you don't : have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir? RAY +LIOTTA: Watch it, Benson! I could blow right now! BARRY: This isn't a goodfella. +This is a badfella! (Ray Liotta looses it and tries to grab Barry) RAY LIOTTA: +Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! JUDGE +BUMBLETON: - Order in this court! RAY LIOTTA: - You're all thinking it! (Judge +Bumbleton starts banging her gavel) JUDGE BUMBLETON: Order! Order, I say! RAY +LIOTTA: - Say it! MAN: - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! (We see a montage of +magazines which feature the court case) (Flash forward in time and Barry is back +home with Vanessa) BARRY: I think it was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in +like that. VANESSA: I think the jury's on our side. BARRY: Are we doing +everything right,you know, legally? VANESSA: I'm a florist. BARRY: Right. Well, +here's to a great team. VANESSA: To a great team! (Ken walks in from work. He +sees Barry and he looks upset when he sees Barry clinking his glass with +Vanessa) KEN: Well, hello. VANESSA: - Oh, Ken! BARRY: - Hello! VANESSA: I didn't +think you were coming. : No, I was just late. I tried to call, but... (Ken holds +up his phone and flips it open. The phone has no charge) ...the battery... +VANESSA: I didn't want all this to go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he +was free. KEN: Oh, that was lucky. (Ken sits down at the table across from Barry +and Vanessa leaves the room) VANESSA: There's a little left. I could heat it up. +KEN: (Not taking his eyes off Barry) Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. BARRY: So +I hear you're quite a tennis player. : I'm not much for the game myself. The +ball's a little grabby. KEN: That's where I usually sit. Right... (Points to +where Barry is sitting) there. VANESSA: (Calling from other room) Ken, Barry was +looking at your resume, : and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks +isn't really a special skill. KEN: (To Barry) You think I don't see what you're +doing? BARRY: I know how hard it is to find the right job. We have that in +common. KEN: Do we? BARRY: Bees have 100 percent employment, but we do jobs like +taking the crud out. KEN: (Menacingly) That's just what I was thinking about +doing. (Ken reaches for a fork on the table but knocks if on the floor. He goes +to pick it up) VANESSA: Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope +that was all right. (Ken quickly rises back up after hearing this but hits his +head on the table and yells) BARRY: I'm going to drain the old stinger. KEN: +Yeah, you do that. (Barry flies past Ken to get to the bathroom and Ken freaks +out, splashing some of the wine he was using to cool his head in his eyes. He +yells in anger) (Barry looks at the magazines featuring his victories in court) +BARRY: Look at that. (Barry flies into the bathroom) (He puts his hand on his +head but this makes hurts him and makes him even madder. He yells again) (Barry +is washing his hands in the sink but then Ken walks in) KEN: You know, you know +I've just about had it (Closes bathroom door behind him) with your little mind +games. (Ken is menacingly rolling up a magazine) BARRY: (Backing away) - What's +that? KEN: - Italian Vogue. BARRY: Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. KEN: It's a +lot of ads. BARRY: Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than +mine? KEN: That's funny, I just can't seem to recall that! (Ken smashes +everything off the sink with the magazine and Barry narrowly escapes) (Ken +follows Barry around and tries to hit him with the magazine but he keeps +missing) (Ken gets a spray bottle) : I think something stinks in here! BARRY: +(Enjoying the spray) I love the smell of flowers. (Ken holds a lighter in front +of the spray bottle) KEN: How do you like the smell of flames?! BARRY: Not as +much. (Ken fires his make-shift flamethrower but misses Barry, burning the +bathroom. He torches the whole room but looses his footing and falls into the +bathtub. After getting hit in the head by falling objects 3 times he picks up +the shower head, revealing a Water bug hiding under it) WATER BUG: Water bug! +Not taking sides! (Barry gets up out of a pile of bathroom supplies and he is +wearing a chapstick hat) BARRY: Ken, I'm wearing a Chapstick hat! This is +pathetic! (Ken switches the shower head to lethal) KEN: I've got issues! (Ken +sprays Barry with the shower head and he crash lands into the toilet) (Ken +menacingly looks down into the toilet at Barry) Well, well, well, a royal flush! +BARRY: - You're bluffing. KEN: - Am I? (flushes toilet) (Barry grabs a chapstick +from the toilet seat and uses it to surf in the flushing toilet) BARRY: Surf's +up, dude! (Barry flies out of the toilet on the chapstick and sprays Ken's face +with the toilet water) : EW,Poo water! BARRY: That bowl is gnarly. KEN: (Aiming +a toilet cleaner at Barry) Except for those dirty yellow rings! (Barry cowers +and covers his head and Vanessa runs in and takes the toilet cleaner from Ken +just before he hits Barry) VANESSA: Kenneth! What are you doing?! KEN== (Leaning +towards Barry) You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! VANESSA: We +need to talk! (Vanessa pulls Ken out of the bathroom) : He's just a little bee! +: And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! KEN: Long time? +What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? VANESSA: No, but +there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! KEN: Fine! +Talking bees, no yogurt night... : My nerves are fried from riding on this +emotional roller coaster! VANESSA: Goodbye, Ken. (Ken huffs and walks out and +slams the door. But suddenly he walks back in and stares at Barry) : And for +your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners MADE BY MAN! (Ken +leaves again and Vanessa leans in towards Barry) VANESSA: I'm sorry about all +that. (Ken walks back in again) KEN: I know it's got an aftertaste! I LIKE IT! +(Ken leaves for the last time) VANESSA: I always felt there was some kind of +barrier between Ken and me. : I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. : Are you OK for +the trial? BARRY: I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. (Flash forward +in time and Barry, Adam, and Vanessa are back in court) MONTGOMERY-- We would +like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. ADAM: Good idea! You can really +see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... (Barry stares at Adam) +...Yeah. LAWYER: Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's +gonna be all over. MONTGOMERY: Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn +this jury around : is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. (To +lawyer) - You got the tweezers? LAWYER: - Are you allergic? MONTGOMERY: Only to +losing, son. Only to losing. : Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd +all like to know. : What exactly is your relationship (Points to Vanessa) : to +that woman? BARRY: We're friends. MONTGOMERY: - Good friends? BARRY: - Yes. +MONTGOMERY: How good? Do you live together? ADAM: Wait a minute... : MONTGOMERY: +Are you her little... : ...bedbug? (Adam's stinger starts vibrating. He is +agitated) I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, : doesn't +your queen give birth to all the bee children? BARRY: - Yeah, but... MONTGOMERY: +(Pointing at Janet and Martin) - So those aren't your real parents! JANET: - Oh, +Barry... BARRY: - Yes, they are! ADAM: Hold me back! (Vanessa tries to hold Adam +back. He wants to sting Montgomery) MONTGOMERY: You're an illegitimate bee, +aren't you, Benson? ADAM: He's denouncing bees! MONTGOMERY: Don't y'all date +your cousins? (Montgomery leans over on the jury stand and stares at Adam) +VANESSA: - Objection! (Vanessa raises her hand to object but Adam gets free. He +flies straight at Montgomery) =ADAM: - I'm going to pincushion this guy! BARRY: +Adam, don't! It's what he wants! (Adam stings Montgomery in the butt and he +starts thrashing around) MONTGOMERY: Oh, I'm hit!! : Oh, lordy, I am hit! JUDGE +BUMBLETON: (Banging gavel) Order! Order! MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting) The venom! +The venom is coursing through my veins! : I have been felled by a winged beast +of destruction! : You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped +savages! : Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! BARRY: - Adam, +stay with me. ADAM: - I can't feel my legs. MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting and +throwing his body around the room) What angel of mercy will come forward to suck +the poison : from my heaving buttocks? JUDGE BUMLBETON: I will have order in +this court. Order! : Order, please! (Flash forward in time and we see a human +news reporter) NEWS REPORTER: The case of the honeybees versus the human race : +took a pointed turn against the bees : yesterday when one of their legal team +stung Layton T. Montgomery. (Adam is laying in a hospital bed and Barry flies in +to see him) BARRY: - Hey, buddy. ADAM: - Hey. BARRY: - Is there much pain? ADAM: +- Yeah. : I... : I blew the whole case, didn't I? BARRY: It doesn't matter. What +matters is you're alive. You could have died. ADAM: I'd be better off dead. Look +at me. (A small plastic sword is replaced as Adam's stinger) They got it from +the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. : Look, there's a little celery +still on it. (Flicks off the celery and sighs) BARRY: What was it like to sting +someone? ADAM: I can't explain it. It was all... : All adrenaline and then... +and then ecstasy! BARRY: ...All right. ADAM: You think it was all a trap? BARRY: +Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. : What were we thinking? Look +at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. ADAM: What will the humans do +to us if they win? BARRY: I don't know. ADAM: I hear they put the roaches in +motels. That doesn't sound so bad. BARRY: Adam, they check in, but they don't +check out! ADAM: Oh, my. (Coughs) Could you get a nurse to close that window? +BARRY: - Why? ADAM: - The smoke. (We can see that two humans are smoking +cigarettes outside) : Bees don't smoke. BARRY: Right. Bees don't smoke. : Bees +don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. : That's it! That's our case! ADAM: It +is? It's not over? BARRY: Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. : Get back to +the court and stall. Stall any way you can. (Flash forward in time and Adam is +making a paper boat in the courtroom) ADAM: And assuming you've done step 29 +correctly, you're ready for the tub! (We see that the jury have each made their +own paper boats after being taught how by Adam. They all look confused) JUDGE +BUMBLETON: Mr. Flayman. ADAM: Yes? Yes, Your Honor! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Where is +the rest of your team? ADAM: (Continues stalling) Well, Your Honor, it's +interesting. : Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, : and as a result, we don't +make very good time. : I actually heard a funny story about... MONTGOMERY: Your +Honor, haven't these ridiculous bugs : taken up enough of this court's valuable +time? : How much longer will we allow these absurd shenanigans to go on? : They +have presented no compelling evidence to support their charges : against my +clients, who run legitimate businesses. : I move for a complete dismissal of +this entire case! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going : to have +to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. ADAM: But you can't! We have a terrific +case. MONTGOMERY: Where is your proof? Where is the evidence? : Show me the +smoking gun! BARRY: (Barry flies in through the door) Hold it, Your Honor! You +want a smoking gun? : Here is your smoking gun. (Vanessa walks in holding a bee +smoker. She sets it down on the Judge's podium) JUDGE BUMBLETON: What is that? +BARRY: It's a bee smoker! MONTGOMERY: (Picks up smoker) What, this? This +harmless little contraption? : This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. +(Montgomery accidentally fires it at the bees in the crowd and they faint and +cough) (Dozens of reporters start taking pictures of the suffering bees) BARRY: +Look at what has happened : to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" +: Is this what nature intended for us? : To be forcibly addicted to smoke +machines : and man-made wooden slat work camps? : Living out our lives as honey +slaves to the white man? (Barry points to the honey industry owners. One of them +is an African American so he awkwardly separates himself from the others) +LAWYER: - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. BARRY: Ladies +and gentlemen, please, free these bees! ADAM AND VANESSA: Free the bees! Free +the bees! BEES IN CROWD: Free the bees! HUMAN JURY: Free the bees! Free the +bees! JUDGE BUMBLETON: The court finds in favor of the bees! BARRY: Vanessa, we +won! VANESSA: I knew you could do it! High-five! (Vanessa hits Barry hard +because her hand is too big) : Sorry. BARRY: (Overjoyed) I'm OK! You know what +this means? : All the honey will finally belong to the bees. : Now we won't have +to work so hard all the time. MONTGOMERY: This is an unholy perversion of the +balance of nature, Benson. : You'll regret this. (Montgomery leaves and Barry +goes outside the courtroom. Several reporters start asking Barry questions) +REPORTER 1#: Barry, how much honey is out there? BARRY: All right. One at a +time. REPORTER 2#: Barry, who are you wearing? BARRY: My sweater is Ralph +Lauren, and I have no pants. (Barry flies outside with the paparazzi and Adam +and Vanessa stay back) ADAM: (To Vanessa) - What if Montgomery's right? Vanessa: +- What do you mean? ADAM: We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million +years. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to a man) BUSINESS MAN: +Congratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? BARRY: +First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. (As Barry is +talking we see a montage of men putting "closed" tape over the work camps and +freeing the bees in the crappy apartments) Then we want back the honey that was +ours to begin with, : every last drop. (Men in suits are pushing all the honey +of the aisle and into carts) We demand an end to the glorification of the bear +as anything more (We see a statue of a bear-shaped honey container being pulled +down by bees) than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. : We're all aware +of what they do in the woods. (We see Winnie the Pooh sharing his honey with +Piglet in the cross-hairs of a high-tech sniper rifle) BARRY: (Looking through +binoculars) Wait for my signal. : Take him out. (Winnie gets hit by a +tranquilizer dart and dramatically falls off the log he was standing on, his +tongue hanging out. Piglet looks at Pooh in fear and the Sniper takes the +honey.) SNIPER: He'll have nausea for a few hours, then he'll be fine. (Flash +forward in time) BARRY: And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... +(Mr. Sting is sitting at home until he is taken out of his house by the men in +suits) STING: But it's just a prance-about stage name! BARRY: ...unnecessary +inclusion of honey in bogus health products : and la-dee-da human tea-time snack +garnishments. (An old lady is mixing honey into her tea but suddenly men in +suits smash her face down on the table and take the honey) OLD LADY: Can't +breathe. (A honey truck pulls up to Barry's hive) WORKER: Bring it in, boys! : +Hold it right there! Good. : Tap it. (Tons of honey is being pumped into the +hive's storage) BEE WORKER 1#: (Honey overflows from the cup) Mr. Buzzwell, we +just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! : - I think we need to +shut down! =BEE WORKER #2= - Shut down? We've never shut down. : Shut down honey +production! DEAN BUZZWELL: Stop making honey! (The bees all leave their +stations. Two bees run into a room and they put the keys into a machine) Turn +your key, sir! (Two worker bees dramatically turn their keys, which opens the +button which they press, shutting down the honey-making machines. This is the +first time this has ever happened) BEE: ...What do we do now? (Flash forward in +time and a Bee is about to jump into a pool full of honey) Cannonball! (The bee +gets stuck in the honey and we get a short montage of Bees leaving work) (We see +the Pollen Jocks flying but one of them gets a call on his antenna) LOU LU DUVA: +(Through "phone") We're shutting honey production! : Mission abort. POLLEN JOCK +#1: Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. (The Pollen Jocks +fly back to the hive) (We get a time lapse of Central Park slowly wilting away +as the bees all relax) BARRY: Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out +there. ADAM: Oh, yeah? BARRY: What's going on? Where is everybody? (The entire +street is deserted) : - Are they out celebrating? ADAM: - They're home. : They +don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. : I heard your Uncle Carl was on +his way to San Antonio with a cricket. BARRY: At least we got our honey back. +ADAM: Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? : It's +the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. : This +was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. : And +now... : Now I can't. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to Vanessa) +BARRY: I don't understand why they're not happy. : I thought their lives would +be better! : They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. +VANESSA: You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? BARRY: - What did you +want to show me? (Vanessa takes Barry to the rooftop where they first had coffee +and points to her store) VANESSA: - This. (Points at her flowers. They are all +grey and wilting) BARRY: What happened here? VANESSA: That is not the half of +it. (Small flash forward in time and Vanessa and Barry are on the roof of her +store and she points to Central Park) (We see that Central Park is no longer +green and colorful, rather it is grey, brown, and dead-like. It is very +depressing to look at) BARRY: Oh, no. Oh, my. : They're all wilting. VANESSA: +Doesn't look very good, does it? BARRY: No. VANESSA: And whose fault do you +think that is? BARRY: You know, I'm gonna guess bees. VANESSA== (Staring at +Barry) Bees? BARRY: Specifically, me. : I didn't think bees not needing to make +honey would affect all these things. VANESSA: It's not just flowers. Fruits, +vegetables, they all need bees. BARRY: That's our whole SAT test right there. +VANESSA: Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. : And then, +of course... BARRY: The human species? : So if there's no more pollination, : it +could all just go south here, couldn't it? VANESSA: I know this is also partly +my fault. BARRY: How about a suicide pact? VANESSA: How do we do it? BARRY: - +I'll sting you, you step on me. VANESSA: - That just kills you twice. BARRY: +Right, right. VANESSA: Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. (Vanessa +leaves) BARRY: (To himself) I had to open my mouth and talk. : Vanessa? : +Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? (Vanessa is getting into a +taxi) VANESSA: To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. : They've +moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. : It's the last +chance I'll ever have to see it. BARRY: Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I +never meant it to turn out like this. VANESSA: I know. Me neither. (The taxi +starts to drive away) BARRY: Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. : Wait +a minute. Roses. Roses? : Roses! : Vanessa! (Barry flies after the Taxi) +VANESSA: Roses?! : Barry? (Barry is flying outside the window of the taxi) +BARRY: - Roses are flowers! VANESSA: - Yes, they are. BARRY: Flowers, bees, +pollen! VANESSA: I know. That's why this is the last parade. BARRY: Maybe not. +Could you ask him to slow down? VANESSA: Could you slow down? (The taxi driver +screeches to a stop and Barry keeps flying forward) : Barry! (Barry flies back +to the window) BARRY: OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all +my fault. VANESSA: Yes, it kind of is. BARRY: I've ruined the planet. I wanted +to help you : with the flower shop. I've made it worse. VANESSA: Actually, it's +completely closed down. BARRY: I thought maybe you were remodeling. : But I have +another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. VANESSA: I don't +want to hear it! BARRY: All right, they have the roses, the roses have the +pollen. : I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. : All we gotta do +is get what they've got back here with what we've got. : - Bees. VANESSA: - +Park. BARRY: - Pollen! VANESSA: - Flowers. BARRY: - Re-pollination! VANESSA: - +Across the nation! : Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, California. : They've got +nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. : Security will be tight. BARRY: I +have an idea. (Flash forward in time. Vanessa is about to board a plane which +has all the Roses on board. VANESSA: Vanessa Bloome, FTD. (Holds out badge) : +Official floral business. It's real. SECURITY GUARD: Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. +=VANESSA== Thank you. It was a gift. (Barry is revealed to be hiding inside the +brooch) (Flash back in time and Barry and Vanessa are discussing their plan) +BARRY: Once inside, we just pick the right float. VANESSA: How about The +Princess and the Pea? : I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! +BARRY: Yes, I got it. : - Where should I sit? GUARD: - What are you? BARRY: - I +believe I'm the pea. GUARD: - The pea? VANESSA: It goes under the mattresses. +GUARD: - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. VANESSA: +You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! : Let's see what this baby'll do. +(Vanessa drives the float through traffic) GUARD: Hey, what are you doing?! +BARRY== Then all we do is blend in with traffic... : ...without arousing +suspicion. : Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. (Flash forward in time +and Barry and Vanessa are about to get on a plane) SECURITY GUARD: Stop! +Security. : - You and your insect pack your float? VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY +GUARD: Has it been in your possession the entire time? VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY +GUARD: Would you remove your shoes? (To Barry) - Remove your stinger. BARRY: - +It's part of me. SECURITY GUARD: I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your +flight. (Barry plotting with Vanessa) BARRY: Then if we're lucky, we'll have +just enough pollen to do the job. (Flash forward in time and Barry and Vanessa +are flying on the plane) Can you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough +pollen to do the job! VANESSA: I think this is gonna work. BARRY: It's got to +work. CAPTAIN SCOTT: (On intercom) Attention, passengers, this is Captain Scott. +: We have a bit of bad weather in New York. : It looks like we'll experience a +couple hours delay. VANESSA: Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll +never make it. BARRY: I gotta get up there and talk to them. VANESSA== Be +careful. (Barry flies right outside the cockpit door) BARRY: Can I get help with +the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear +hair trimmer. (The flight attendant opens the door and walks out and Barry flies +into the cockpit unseen) BARRY: Captain, I'm in a real situation. CAPTAIN SCOTT: +- What'd you say, Hal? CO-PILOT HAL: - Nothing. (Scott notices Barry and freaks +out) CAPTAIN SCOTT: Bee! BARRY: No,no,no, Don't freak out! My entire species... +(Captain Scott gets out of his seat and tries to suck Barry into a handheld +vacuum) HAL: (To Scott) What are you doing? (Barry lands on Hals hair but Scott +sees him. He tries to suck up Barry but instead he sucks up Hals toupee) CAPTAIN +SCOTT: Uh-oh. BARRY: - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! HAL: (Hal doesn't know +Barry is on his head) - Who's an attorney? CAPTAIN SCOTT: Don't move. (Scott +hits Hal in the face with the vacuum in an attempt to hit Barry. Hal is knocked +out and he falls on the life raft button which launches an infalatable boat into +Scott, who gets knocked out and falls to the floor. They are both uncounscious.) +BARRY: (To himself) Oh, Barry. BARRY: (On intercom, with a Southern accent) Good +afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. : Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in +24B please report to the cockpit? (Vanessa looks confused) (Normal accent) +...And please hurry! (Vanessa opens the door and sees the life raft and the +uncounscious pilots) VANESSA: What happened here? BARRY: I tried to talk to +them, but then there was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. : Now +one's bald, one's in a boat, and they're both unconscious! VANESSA: ...Is that +another bee joke? BARRY: - No! : No one's flying the plane! BUD DITCHWATER: +(Through radio on plane) This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your +status? VANESSA: This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. BUD: +Where's the pilot? VANESSA: He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. BUD: Not +good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience? BARRY: As a matter of fact, +there is. BUD: - Who's that? BARRY: - Barry Benson. BUD: From the honey trial?! +Oh, great. BARRY: Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. : It's got +giant wings, huge engines. VANESSA: I can't fly a plane. BARRY: - Why not? Isn't +John Travolta a pilot? VANESSA: - Yes. BARRY: How hard could it be? (Vanessa +sits down and flies for a little bit but we see lightning clouds outside the +window) VANESSA: Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. (An ominous +lightning storm looms in front of the plane) (We are now watching the Bee News) +BOB BUMBLE: This is Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK +Airport, : where a suspenseful scene is developing. : Barry Benson, fresh from +his legal victory... ADAM: That's Barry! BOB BUMBLE: ...is attempting to land a +plane, loaded with people, flowers : and an incapacitated flight crew. JANET, +MARTIN, UNCLE CAR AND ADAM: Flowers?! (The scene switches to the human news) +REPORTER: (Talking with Bob Bumble) We have a storm in the area and two +individuals at the controls : with absolutely no flight experience. BOB BUMBLE: +Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. BUD: I'm quite familiar with Mr. +Benson and his no-account compadres. : They've done enough damage. REPORTER: But +isn't he your only hope? BUD: Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at +all. : Their wings are too small... BARRY: (Through radio) Haven't we heard this +a million times? : "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no +sense."... BOB BUMBLE: - Get this on the air! BEE: - Got it. BEE NEWS CREW: - +Stand by. BEE NEWS CREW: - We're going live! BARRY: (Through radio on TV) ...The +way we work may be a mystery to you. : Making honey takes a lot of bees doing a +lot of small jobs. : But let me tell you about a small job. : If you do it well, +it makes a big difference. : More than we realized. To us, to everyone. : That's +why I want to get bees back to working together. : That's the bee way! We're not +made of Jell-O. : We get behind a fellow. : - Black and yellow! BEES: - Hello! +(The scene switches and Barry is teaching Vanessa how to fly) BARRY: Left, +right, down, hover. VANESSA: - Hover? BARRY: - Forget hover. VANESSA: This isn't +so hard. (Pretending to honk the horn) Beep-beep! Beep-beep! (A Lightning bolt +hits the plane and autopilot turns off) Barry, what happened?! BARRY: Wait, I +think we were on autopilot the whole time. VANESSA: - That may have been helping +me. BARRY: - And now we're not! VANESSA: So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. +(The plane plummets but we see Lou Lu Duva and the Pollen Jocks, along with +multiple other bees flying towards the plane) Lou Lu DUva: All of you, let's get +behind this fellow! Move it out! : Move out! (The scene switches back to Vanessa +and Barry in the plane) BARRY: Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy +me with the wings of the plane! (Barry sticks out his arms like an airplane and +flys in front of Vanessa's face) VANESSA: Don't have to yell. BARRY: I'm not +yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. VANESSA: It's very hard to concentrate with +that panicky tone in your voice! BARRY: It's not a tone. I'm panicking! VANESSA: +I can't do this! (Barry slaps Vanessa) BARRY: Vanessa, pull yourself together. +You have to snap out of it! VANESSA: (Slaps Barry) You snap out of it. BARRY: +(Slaps Vanessa) : You snap out of it. VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - +You snap out of it! (We see that all the Pollen Jocks are flying under the +plane) VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! VANESSA: - +You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! VANESSA: - Hold it! BARRY: - +Why? Come on, it's my turn. VANESSA: How is the plane flying? (The plane is now +safely flying) VANESSA: I don't know. (Barry's antennae rings like a phone. +Barry picks up) BARRY: Hello? LOU LU DUVA: (Through "phone") Benson, got any +flowers for a happy occasion in there? (All of the Pollen Jocks are carrying the +plane) BARRY: The Pollen Jocks! : They do get behind a fellow. LOU LU DUVA: - +Black and yellow. POLLEN JOCKS: - Hello. LOU LU DUVA: All right, let's drop this +tin can on the blacktop. BARRY: Where? I can't see anything. Can you? VANESSA: +No, nothing. It's all cloudy. : Come on. You got to think bee, Barry. BARRY: - +Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. (On the runway there are millions of bees laying +on their backs) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: Wait a +minute. I think I'm feeling something. VANESSA: - What? BARRY: - I don't know. +It's strong, pulling me. : Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. : Bring the nose +down. BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! CONTROL TOWER OPERATOR: - +What in the world is on the tarmac? BUD: - Get some lights on that! (It is +revealed that all the bees are organized into a giant pulsating flower +formation) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: - Vanessa, aim +for the flower. VANESSA: - OK. BARRY: Out the engines. We're going in on bee +power. Ready, boys? LOU LU DUVA: Affirmative! BARRY: Good. Good. Easy, now. +That's it. : Land on that flower! : Ready? Full reverse! : Spin it around! (The +plane's nose is pointed at a flower painted on a nearby plane) - Not that +flower! The other one! VANESSA: - Which one? BARRY: - That flower. (The plane is +now pointed at a fat guy in a flowered shirt. He freaks out and tries to take a +picture of the plane) VANESSA: - I'm aiming at the flower! BARRY: That's a fat +guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of +bees! (The plane hovers over the bee-flower) : Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. +: Rotate around it. VANESSA: - This is insane, Barry! BARRY: - This's the only +way I know how to fly. BUD: Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an +insect-like pattern? (The plane is unrealistically hovering and spinning over +the bee-flower) BARRY: Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full +reverse! : Just drop it. Be a part of it. : Aim for the center! : Now drop it +in! Drop it in, woman! : Come on, already. (The bees scatter and the plane +safely lands) VANESSA: Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly! BARRY: - Yes! +(Vanessa is about to high-five Barry) No high-five! VANESSA: - Right. ADAM: +Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? BARRY: What giant flower? Where? +Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! ADAM: - Thank you. BARRY: - But +we're not done yet. : Listen, everyone! : This runway is covered with the last +pollen : from the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. : That means this is +our last chance. : We're the only ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and +dress like this. : If we're gonna survive as a species, this is our moment! What +do you say? : Are we going to be bees, or just Museum of Natural History +keychains? BEES: We're bees! BEE WHO LIKES KEYCHAINS: Keychain! BARRY: Then +follow me! Except Keychain. POLLEN JOCK #1: Hold on, Barry. Here. : You've +earned this. BARRY: Yeah! : I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I +gotta do are the sleeves. (The Pollen Jocks throw Barry a nectar-collecting gun. +Barry catches it) Oh, yeah. JANET: That's our Barry. (Barry and the Pollen Jocks +get pollen from the flowers on the plane) (Flash forward in time and the Pollen +Jocks are flying over NYC) : (Barry pollinates the flowers in Vanessa's shop and +then heads to Central Park) BOY IN PARK: Mom! The bees are back! ADAM: (Putting +on his Krelman hat) If anybody needs to make a call, now's the time. : I got a +feeling we'll be working late tonight! (The bee honey factories are back up and +running) (Meanwhile at Vanessa's shop) VANESSA: (To customer) Here's your +change. Have a great afternoon! Can I help who's next? : Would you like some +honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. (There is a room in the +shop where Barry does legal work for other animals. He is currently talking with +a Cow) COW: Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a nickel! : +Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! BARRY: I had no idea. VANESSA: +Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? BARRY: Would you excuse me? My mosquito +associate will help you. MOOSEBLOOD: Sorry I'm late. COW: He's a lawyer too? +MOOSEBLOOD: Ma'am, I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a +briefcase. VANESSA: Have a great afternoon! : Barry, I just got this huge tulip +order, and I can't get them anywhere. BARRY: No problem, Vannie. Just leave it +to me. VANESSA: You're a lifesaver, Barry. Can I help who's next? BARRY: All +right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. VANESSA: Thank you, Barry! (Ken walks +by on the sidewalk and sees the "bee-approved honey" in Vanessa's shop) KEN: +That bee is living my life!! ANDY: Let it go, Kenny. KEN: - When will this +nightmare end?! ANDY: - Let it all go. BARRY: - Beautiful day to fly. POLLEN +JOCK: - Sure is. BARRY: Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that +office. (Barry recreates the scene near the beginning of the movie where he +flies through the box kite. The movie fades to black and the credits being) +[--after credits; No scene can be seen but the characters can be heard talking +over the credits--] You have got to start thinking bee, my friend! : - Thinking +bee! - Me? BARRY: (Talking over singer) Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. +Hold it. : I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here? SINGER: Oh, +BarryBARRY: I'm not making a major life decision during a production number! +SINGER: All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys. BARRY: I had virtually +no rehearsal for that. diff --git a/my-website/public/vue/vue copy 3.vue b/my-website/public/vue/vue copy 3.vue new file mode 100644 index 0000000..61d5ee9 --- /dev/null +++ b/my-website/public/vue/vue copy 3.vue @@ -0,0 +1,1093 @@ +Bee Movie By Jerry Seinfeld NARRATOR: (Black screen with text; The sound of +buzzing bees can be heard) According to all known laws of aviation, : there is +no way a bee should be able to fly. : Its wings are too small to get its fat +little body off the ground. : The bee, of course, flies anyway : because bees +don't care what humans think is impossible. BARRY BENSON: (Barry is picking out +a shirt) Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. : Ooh, +black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. JANET BENSON: Barry! Breakfast is +ready! BARRY: Coming! : Hang on a second. (Barry uses his antenna like a phone) +: Hello? ADAM FLAYMAN: (Through phone) - Barry? BARRY: - Adam? ADAM: - Can you +believe this is happening? BARRY: - I can't. I'll pick you up. (Barry flies down +the stairs) : MARTIN BENSON: Looking sharp. JANET: Use the stairs. Your father +paid good money for those. BARRY: Sorry. I'm excited. MARTIN: Here's the +graduate. We're very proud of you, son. : A perfect report card, all B's. JANET: +Very proud. (Rubs Barry's hair) BARRY= Ma! I got a thing going here. JANET: - +You got lint on your fuzz. BARRY: - Ow! That's me! JANET: - Wave to us! We'll be +in row 118,000. - Bye! (Barry flies out the door) JANET: Barry, I told you, stop +flying in the house! (Barry drives through the hive,and is waved at by Adam who +is reading a newspaper) BARRY== - Hey, Adam. ADAM: - Hey, Barry. (Adam gets in +Barry's car) : - Is that fuzz gel? BARRY: - A little. Special day, graduation. +ADAM: Never thought I'd make it. (Barry pulls away from the house and continues +driving) BARRY: Three days grade school, three days high school... ADAM: Those +were awkward. BARRY: Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked +around the hive. ADAM== You did come back different. (Barry and Adam pass by +Artie, who is jogging) ARTIE: - Hi, Barry! BARRY: - Artie, growing a mustache? +Looks good. ADAM: - Hear about Frankie? BARRY: - Yeah. ADAM== - You going to the +funeral? BARRY: - No, I'm not going to his funeral. : Everybody knows, sting +someone, you die. : Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. ADAM: I guess +he could have just gotten out of the way. (The car does a barrel roll on the +loop-shaped bridge and lands on the highway) : I love this incorporating an +amusement park into our regular day. BARRY: I guess that's why they say we don't +need vacations. (Barry parallel parks the car and together they fly over the +graduating students) Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. (Barry +and Adam sit down and put on their hats) : - Well, Adam, today we are men. ADAM: +- We are! BARRY= - Bee-men. =ADAM= - Amen! BARRY AND ADAM: Hallelujah! (Barry +and Adam both have a happy spasm) ANNOUNCER: Students, faculty, distinguished +bees, : please welcome Dean Buzzwell. DEAN BUZZWELL: Welcome, New Hive Oity +graduating class of... : ...9: : That concludes our ceremonies. : And begins +your career at Honex Industries! ADAM: Will we pick our job today? (Adam and +Barry get into a tour bus) BARRY= I heard it's just orientation. (Tour buses +rise out of the ground and the students are automatically loaded into the buses) +TOUR GUIDE: Heads up! Here we go. ANNOUNCER: Keep your hands and antennas inside +the tram at all times. BARRY: - Wonder what it'll be like? ADAM: - A little +scary. TOUR GUIDE== Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco : and a part of the +Hexagon Group. Barry: This is it! BARRY AND ADAM: Wow. BARRY: Wow. (The bus +drives down a road an on either side are the Bee's massive complicated +Honey-making machines) TOUR GUIDE: We know that you, as a bee, have worked your +whole life : to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. : Honey +begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. : Our +top-secret formula : is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and +bubble-contoured : into this soothing sweet syrup : with its distinctive golden +glow you know as... EVERYONE ON BUS: Honey! (The guide has been collecting honey +into a bottle and she throws it into the crowd on the bus and it is caught by a +girl in the back) ADAM: - That girl was hot. BARRY: - She's my cousin! ADAM== - +She is? BARRY: - Yes, we're all cousins. ADAM: - Right. You're right. TOUR +GUIDE: - At Honex, we constantly strive : to improve every aspect of bee +existence. : These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. (The bus +passes by a Bee wearing a helmet who is being smashed into the ground with +fly-swatters, newspapers and boots. He lifts a thumbs up but you can hear him +groan) : ADAM== - What do you think he makes? BARRY: - Not enough. TOUR GUIDE: +Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. (They pass by a turning wheel +with Bees standing on pegs, who are each wearing a finger-shaped hat) Barry: - +Wow, What does that do? TOUR GUIDE: - Catches that little strand of honey : that +hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. ADAM: (Intrigued) Can anyone work on +the Krelman? TOUR GUIDE: Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know +that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. : But choose carefully : +because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. (Everyone +claps except for Barry) BARRY: The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know +that. ADAM: What's the difference? TOUR GUIDE: You'll be happy to know that +bees, as a species, haven't had one day off : in 27 million years. BARRY: +(Upset) So you'll just work us to death? : We'll sure try. (Everyone on the bus +laughs except Barry. Barry and Adam are walking back home together) ADAM: Wow! +That blew my mind! BARRY: "What's the difference?" How can you say that? : One +job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. ADAM: I'm relieved. Now we +only have to make one decision in life. BARRY: But, Adam, how could they never +have told us that? ADAM: Why would you question anything? We're bees. : We're +the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. BARRY: You ever think maybe +things work a little too well here? ADAM: Like what? Give me one example. (Barry +and Adam stop walking and it is revealed to the audience that hundreds of cars +are speeding by and narrowly missing them in perfect unison) BARRY: I don't +know. But you know what I'm talking about. ANNOUNCER: Please clear the gate. +Royal Nectar Force on approach. BARRY: Wait a second. Check it out. (The Pollen +jocks fly in, circle around and landing in line) : - Hey, those are Pollen +Jocks! ADAM: - Wow. : I've never seen them this close. BARRY: They know what +it's like outside the hive. ADAM: Yeah, but some don't come back. GIRL BEES: - +Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! (The Pollen Jocks hook up their backpacks to machines +that pump the nectar to trucks, which drive away) LOU LO DUVA: You guys did +great! : You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! (Punching the Pollen +Jocks in joy) I love it! ADAM: - I wonder where they were. BARRY: - I don't +know. : Their day's not planned. : Outside the hive, flying who knows where, +doing who knows what. : You can't just decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to +be bred for that. ADAM== Right. (Barry and Adam are covered in some pollen that +floated off of the Pollen Jocks) BARRY: Look at that. That's more pollen than +you and I will see in a lifetime. ADAM: It's just a status symbol. Bees make too +much of it. BARRY: Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you +wearing it. (Barry waves at 2 girls standing a little away from them) ADAM== +Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? BARRY: Distant. Distant. POLLEN JOCK +#1: Look at these two. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Couple of Hive Harrys. POLLEN JOCK #1: +- Let's have fun with them. GIRL BEE #1: It must be dangerous being a Pollen +Jock. BARRY: Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! : He had a paw on +my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! (Slaps Adam with his hand to +represent his scenario) GIRL BEE #2: - Oh, my! BARRY: - I never thought I'd +knock him out. GIRL BEE #1: (Looking at Adam) What were you doing during this? +ADAM: Obviously I was trying to alert the authorities. BARRY: I can autograph +that. (The pollen jocks walk up to Barry and Adam, they pretend that Barry and +Adam really are pollen jocks.) POLLEN JOCK #1: A little gusty out there today, +wasn't it, comrades? BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #1: We're hitting a +sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. BARRY: - Six miles, huh? ADAM: - +Barry! POLLEN JOCK #2: A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. +BARRY: - Maybe I am. ADAM: - You are not! POLLEN JOCK #1: We're going 0900 at +J-Gate. : What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? BARRY: I might be. +It all depends on what 0900 means. (The scene cuts to Barry looking out on the +hive-city from his balcony at night) MARTIN: Hey, Honex! BARRY: Dad, you +surprised me. MARTIN: You decide what you're interested in? BARRY: - Well, +there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. : Do you ever get bored doing +the same job every day? MARTIN: Son, let me tell you about stirring. : You grab +that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. : You get +yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. BARRY: You know, Dad, the more I +think about it, : maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. MARTIN: You +were thinking of what, making balloon animals? : That's a bad job for a guy with +a stinger. : Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! JANET: - +Barry, you are so funny sometimes. BARRY: - I'm not trying to be funny. MARTIN: +You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! JANET: - You're +gonna be a stirrer? BARRY: - No one's listening to me! MARTIN: Wait till you see +the sticks I have. BARRY: I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant +tattoo! (Barry's parents don't listen to him and continue to ramble on) MARTIN: +Let's open some honey and celebrate! BARRY: Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave +my antennae. : Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody +"dawg"! JANET: I'm so proud. (The scene cuts to Barry and Adam waiting in line +to get a job) ADAM: - We're starting work today! BARRY: - Today's the day. ADAM: +Come on! All the good jobs will be gone. BARRY: Yeah, right. JOB LISTER: Pollen +counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... BEE IN FRONT +OF LINE: - Is it still available? JOB LISTER: - Hang on. Two left! : One of +them's yours! Congratulations! Step to the side. ADAM: - What'd you get? BEE IN +FRONT OF LINE: - Picking crud out. Stellar! (He walks away) ADAM: Wow! JOB +LISTER: Couple of newbies? ADAM: Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! JOB +LISTER: Make your choice. (Adam and Barry look up at the job board. There are +hundreds of constantly changing panels that contain available or unavailable +jobs. It looks very confusing) ADAM: - You want to go first? BARRY: - No, you +go. ADAM: Oh, my. What's available? JOB LISTER: Restroom attendant's open, not +for the reason you think. ADAM: - Any chance of getting the Krelman? JOB LISTER: +- Sure, you're on. (Puts the Krelman finger-hat on Adam's head) (Suddenly the +sign for Krelman closes out) : I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. (Takes +Adam's hat off) Wax monkey's always open. ADAM: The Krelman opened up again. : +What happened? JOB LISTER: A bee died. Makes an opening. See? He's dead. Another +dead one. : Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. : Dead from the neck up. Dead from +the neck down. That's life! ADAM: Oh, this is so hard! (Barry remembers what the +Pollen Jock offered him and he flies off) Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, +stirrer, : humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, +: mite wrangler. Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? (Adam turns around +and sees Barry flying away) : Barry! POLLEN JOCK: All right, we've got the +sunflower patch in quadrant nine... ADAM: (Through phone) What happened to you? +Where are you? BARRY: - I'm going out. ADAM: - Out? Out where? BARRY: - Out +there. ADAM: - Oh, no! BARRY: I have to, before I go to work for the rest of my +life. ADAM: You're gonna die! You're crazy! (Barry hangs up) Hello? POLLEN JOCK +#2: Another call coming in. : If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli +on 83rd : that gets their roses today. BARRY: Hey, guys. POLLEN JOCK #1 == - +Look at that. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? LOU LO +DUVA: Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. POLLEN JOCK #1: It's OK, Lou. +We're gonna take him up. (Puts hand on Barry's shoulder) LOU LO DUVA: (To Barry) +Really? Feeling lucky, are you? BEE WITH CLIPBOARD: (To Barry) Sign here, here. +Just initial that. : - Thank you. LOU LO DUVA: - OK. : You got a rain advisory +today, : and as you all know, bees cannot fly in rain. : So be careful. As +always, watch your brooms, : hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears and bats. : Also, +I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. : Murphy's in a home +because of it, babbling like a cicada! BARRY: - That's awful. LOU LO DUVA: +(Still talking through megaphone) - And a reminder for you rookies, : bee law +number one, absolutely no talking to humans! : All right, launch positions! +POLLEN JOCKS: (The Pollen Jocks run into formation) : Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! +Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! LOU LU DUVA: Black and yellow! +POLLEN JOCKS: Hello! POLLEN JOCK #1: (To Barry)You ready for this, hot shot? +BARRY: Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. POLLEN JOCK's: Wind, check. : - Antennae, check. +- Nectar pack, check. : - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. BARRY: Scared out of +my shorts, check. LOU LO DUVA: OK, ladies, : let's move it out! : Pound those +petunias, you striped stem-suckers! : All of you, drain those flowers! (The +pollen jocks fly out of the hive) BARRY: Wow! I'm out! : I can't believe I'm +out! : So blue. : I feel so fast and free! : Box kite! (Barry flies through the +kite) : Wow! : Flowers! (A pollen jock puts on some high tech goggles that shows +flowers similar to heat sink goggles.) POLLEN JOCK: This is Blue Leader. We have +roses visual. : Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. : Roses! POLLEN JOCK #1: 30 +degrees, roger. Bringing it around. : Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of +a kick. (The pollen jock fires a high-tech gun at the flower, shooting tubes +that suck up the nectar from the flower and collects it into a pouch on the gun) +BARRY: That is one nectar collector! POLLEN JOCK #1== - Ever see pollination up +close? BARRY: - No, sir. POLLEN JOCK #1: (Barry and the Pollen jock fly over the +field, the pollen jock sprinkles pollen as he goes) : I pick up some pollen +here, sprinkle it over here. Maybe a dash over there, : a pinch on that one. See +that? It's a little bit of magic. BARRY: That's amazing. Why do we do that? +POLLEN JOCK #1: That's pollen power. More pollen, more flowers, more nectar, +more honey for us. BARRY: Cool. POLLEN JOCK #1: I'm picking up a lot of bright +yellow. could be daisies. Don't we need those? POLLEN JOCK #2: Copy that visual. +: Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on the move. POLLEN JOCK #1: Say again? +You're reporting a moving flower? POLLEN JOCK #2: Affirmative. (The Pollen jocks +land near the "flowers" which, to the audience are obviously just tennis balls) +KEN: (In the distance) That was on the line! POLLEN JOCK #1: This is the +coolest. What is it? POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't know, but I'm loving this color. : +It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. POLLEN JOCK #1: Yeah, fuzzy. +(Sticks his hand on the ball but it gets stuck) POLLEN JOCK #3== Chemical-y. +(The pollen jock finally gets his hand free from the tennis ball) POLLEN JOCK +#1: Careful, guys. It's a little grabby. (The pollen jocks turn around and see +Barry lying his entire body on top of one of the tennis balls) POLLEN JOCK #2: +My sweet lord of bees! POLLEN JOCK #3: Candy-brain, get off there! POLLEN JOCK +#1: (Pointing upwards) Problem! (A human hand reaches down and grabs the tennis +ball that Barry is stuck to) BARRY: - Guys! POLLEN JOCK #2: - This could be bad. +POLLEN JOCK #3: Affirmative. (Vanessa Bloome starts bouncing the tennis ball, +not knowing Barry is stick to it) BARRY== Very close. : Gonna hurt. : Mama's +little boy. (Barry is being hit back and forth by two humans playing tennis. He +is still stuck to the ball) POLLEN JOCK #1: You are way out of position, rookie! +KEN: Coming in at you like a MISSILE! (Barry flies past the pollen jocks, still +stuck to the ball) BARRY: (In slow motion) Help me! POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't +think these are flowers. POLLEN JOCK #3: - Should we tell him? POLLEN JOCK #1: - +I think he knows. BARRY: What is this?! KEN: Match point! : You can start +packing up, honey, because you're about to EAT IT! (A pollen jock coughs which +confused Ken and he hits the ball the wrong way with Barry stuck to it and it +goes flying into the city) BARRY: Yowser! (Barry bounces around town and gets +stuck in the engine of a car. He flies into the air conditioner and sees a bug +that was frozen in there) BARRY: Ew, gross. (The man driving the car turns on +the air conditioner which blows Barry into the car) GIRL IN CAR: There's a bee +in the car! : - Do something! DAD DRIVING CAR: - I'm driving! BABY GIRL: (Waving +at Barry) - Hi, bee. (Barry smiles and waves at the baby girl) GUY IN BACK OF +CAR: - He's back here! : He's going to sting me! GIRL IN CAR: Nobody move. If +you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! (Barry freezes as well, hovering in +the middle of the car) : GRANDMA IN CAR== He blinked! (The grandma whips out +some bee-spray and sprays everywhere in the car, climbing into the front seat, +still trying to spray Barry) GIRL IN CAR: Spray him, Granny! DAD DRIVING THE +CAR: What are you doing?! (Barry escapes the car through the air conditioner and +is flying high above the ground, safe.) BARRY: Wow... the tension level out here +is unbelievable. (Barry sees that storm clouds are gathering and he can see rain +clouds moving into this direction) : I gotta get home. : Can't fly in rain. : +Can't fly in rain. (A rain drop hits Barry and one of his wings is damaged) : +Can't fly in rain. (A second rain drop hits Barry again and he spirals +downwards) Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! (WW2 plane sound effects are played +as he plummets, and he crash-lands on a plant inside an apartment near the +window) VANESSA BLOOME: Ken, could you close the window please? KEN== Hey, check +out my new resume. I made it into a fold-out brochure. : You see? (Folds +brochure resume out) Folds out. (Ken closes the window, trapping Barry inside) +BARRY: Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this. (Barry tries to fly away but +smashes into the window and falls again) : What was that? (Barry keeps trying to +fly out the window but he keeps being knocked back because the window is closed) +Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... : Drapes! +(Barry taps the glass. He doesn't understand what it is) That is diabolical. +KEN: It's fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite +movies. ANDY: What's number one? Star Wars? KEN: Nah, I don't go for that... +(Ken makes finger guns and makes "pew pew pew" sounds and then stops) : ...kind +of stuff. BARRY: No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out of their +minds. KEN: When I leave a job interview, they're flabbergasted, can't believe +what I say. BARRY: (Looking at the light on the ceiling) There's the sun. Maybe +that's a way out. (Starts flying towards the lightbulb) : I don't remember the +sun having a big 75 on it. (Barry hits the lightbulb and falls into the dip on +the table that the humans are sitting at) KEN: I predicted global warming. : I +could feel it getting hotter. At first I thought it was just me. (Andy dips a +chip into the bowl and scoops up some dip with Barry on it and is about to put +it in his mouth) : Wait! Stop! Bee! (Andy drops the chip with Barry in fear and +backs away. All the humans freak out) : Stand back. These are winter boots. (Ken +has winter boots on his hands and he is about to smash the bee but Vanessa saves +him last second) VANESSA: Wait! : Don't kill him! (Vanessa puts Barry in a glass +to protect him) KEN: You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! +VANESSA: Why does his life have less value than yours? KEN: Why does his life +have any less value than mine? Is that your statement? VANESSA: I'm just saying +all life has value. You don't know what he's capable of feeling. (Vanessa picks +up Ken's brochure and puts it under the glass so she can carry Barry back to the +window. Barry looks at Vanessa in amazement) KEN: My brochure! VANESSA: There +you go, little guy. (Vanessa opens the window and lets Barry out but Barry stays +back and is still shocked that a human saved his life) KEN: I'm not scared of +him. It's an allergic thing. VANESSA: Put that on your resume brochure. KEN: My +whole face could puff up. ANDY: Make it one of your special skills. KEN: +Knocking someone out is also a special skill. (Ken walks to the door) Right. +Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. : - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? VANESSA: - Sure, +Ken. You know, whatever. : (Vanessa tries to close door) KEN== - You could put +carob chips on there. VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door but Ken opens it again) KEN: +- Supposed to be less calories. VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door) (Fast forward to +the next day, Barry is still inside the house. He flies into the kitchen where +Vanessa is doing dishes) BARRY== (Talking to himself) I gotta say something. : +She saved my life. I gotta say something. : All right, here it goes. (Turns +back) Nah. : What would I say? : I could really get in trouble. : It's a bee +law. You're not supposed to talk to a human. : I can't believe I'm doing this. : +I've got to. (Barry disguises himself as a character on a food can as Vanessa +walks by again) : Oh, I can't do it. Come on! : No. Yes. No. : Do it. I can't. : +How should I start it? (Barry strikes a pose and wiggles his eyebrows) "You like +jazz?" No, that's no good. (Vanessa is about to walk past Barry) Here she comes! +Speak, you fool! : ...Hi! (Vanessa gasps and drops the dishes in fright and +notices Barry on the counter) : I'm sorry. VANESSA: - You're talking. BARRY: - +Yes, I know. VANESSA: (Pointing at Barry) You're talking! BARRY: I'm so sorry. +VANESSA: No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. : But I don't recall going +to bed. BARRY: Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting. VANESSA: This is a bit +of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee! BARRY: I am. And I'm not supposed to +be doing this, (Pointing to the living room where Ken tried to kill him last +night) but they were all trying to kill me. : And if it wasn't for you... : I +had to thank you. It's just how I was raised. (Vanessa stabs her hand with a +fork to test whether she's dreaming or not) : That was a little weird. VANESSA: +- I'm talking with a bee. BARRY: - Yeah. VANESSA: I'm talking to a bee. And the +bee is talking to me! BARRY: I just want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. +(Barry turns to leave) VANESSA: - Wait! How did you learn to do that? BARRY: +(Flying back) - What? VANESSA: The talking...thing. BARRY: Same way you did, I +guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. VANESSA: - That's very funny. BARRY: +- Yeah. : Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal +with. : Anyway... VANESSA: Can I... : ...get you something? BARRY: - Like what? +VANESSA: I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Coffee? BARRY: I don't want to +put you out. VANESSA: It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. : - It's just +coffee. BARRY: - I hate to impose. (Vanessa starts making coffee) VANESSA: - +Don't be ridiculous! BARRY: - Actually, I would love a cup. VANESSA: Hey, you +want rum cake? BARRY: - I shouldn't. VANESSA: - Have some. BARRY: - No, I can't. +VANESSA: - Come on! BARRY: I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. VANESSA: - +Where? BARRY: - These stripes don't help. VANESSA: You look great! BARRY: I +don't know if you know anything about fashion. : Are you all right? VANESSA: +(Pouring coffee on the floor and missing the cup completely) No. (Flash forward +in time. Barry and Vanessa are sitting together at a table on top of the +apartment building drinking coffee) : BARRY== He's making the tie in the cab as +they're flying up Madison. : He finally gets there. : He runs up the steps into +the church. The wedding is on. : And he says, "Watermelon? I thought you said +Guatemalan. : Why would I marry a watermelon?" (Barry laughs but Vanessa looks +confused) VANESSA: Is that a bee joke? BARRY: That's the kind of stuff we do. +VANESSA: Yeah, different. : So, what are you gonna do, Barry? (Barry stands on +top of a sugar cube floating in his coffee and paddles it around with a straw +like it's a gondola) BARRY: About work? I don't know. : I want to do my part for +the hive, but I can't do it the way they want. VANESSA: I know how you feel. +BARRY: - You do? VANESSA: - Sure. : My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a +doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. BARRY: - Really? VANESSA: - My only +interest is flowers. BARRY: Our new queen was just elected with that same +campaign slogan. : Anyway, if you look... (Barry points to a tree in the middle +of Central Park) : There's my hive right there. See it? VANESSA: You're in Sheep +Meadow! BARRY: Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! VANESSA: No way! I know that +area. I lost a toe ring there once. BARRY: - Why do girls put rings on their +toes? VANESSA: - Why not? BARRY: - It's like putting a hat on your knee. +VANESSA: - Maybe I'll try that. (A custodian installing a lightbulb looks over +at them but to his perspective it looks like Vanessa is talking to a cup of +coffee on the table) CUSTODIAN: - You all right, ma'am? VANESSA: - Oh, yeah. +Fine. : Just having two cups of coffee! BARRY: Anyway, this has been great. +Thanks for the coffee. VANESSA== Yeah, it's no trouble. BARRY: Sorry I couldn't +finish it. If I did, I'd be up the rest of my life. (Barry points towards the +rum cake) : Can I take a piece of this with me? VANESSA: Sure! Here, have a +crumb. (Vanessa hands Barry a crumb but it is still pretty big for Barry) BARRY: +- Thanks! VANESSA: - Yeah. BARRY: All right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you +around. : Or not. VANESSA: OK, Barry... BARRY: And thank you so much again... +for before. VANESSA: Oh, that? That was nothing. BARRY: Well, not nothing, +but... Anyway... (Vanessa and Barry hold hands, but Vanessa has to hold out a +finger because her hands is to big and Barry holds that) (The custodian looks +over again and it appears Vanessa is laughing at her coffee again. The lightbulb +that he was screwing in sparks and he falls off the ladder) (Fast forward in +time and we see two Bee Scientists testing out a parachute in a Honex wind +tunnel) BEE SCIENTIST #1: This can't possibly work. BEE SCIENTIST #2: He's all +set to go. We may as well try it. : OK, Dave, pull the chute. (Dave pulls the +chute and the wind slams him against the wall and he falls on his face.The +camera pans over and we see Barry and Adam walking together) ADAM: - Sounds +amazing. BARRY: - It was amazing! : It was the scariest, happiest moment of my +life. ADAM: Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! : Giant, scary humans! +What were they like? BARRY: Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. : They eat crazy +giant things. They drive crazy. ADAM: - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? +BARRY: - Some of them. But some of them don't. ADAM: - How'd you get back? +BARRY: - Poodle. ADAM: You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to +see. : You had your "experience." Now you can pick out your job and be normal. +BARRY: - Well... ADAM: - Well? BARRY: Well, I met someone. ADAM: You did? Was +she Bee-ish? : - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! BARRY: - No, no, no, not a +wasp. ADAM: - Spider? BARRY: - I'm not attracted to spiders. : I know, for +everyone else, it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. : I can't +get by that face. ADAM: So who is she? BARRY: She's... human. ADAM: No, no. +That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. BARRY: - Her name's Vanessa. +(Adam puts his head in his hands) ADAM: - Oh, boy. BARRY== She's so nice. And +she's a florist! ADAM: Oh, no! You're dating a human florist! BARRY: We're not +dating. ADAM: You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our +homes : with power washers and M-80s! That's one-eighth a stick of dynamite! +BARRY: She saved my life! And she understands me. ADAM: This is over! BARRY: Eat +this. (Barry gives Adam a piece of the crumb that he got from Vanessa. Adam eats +it) ADAM: (Adam's tone changes) This is not over! What was that? BARRY: - They +call it a crumb. ADAM: - It was so stingin' stripey! BARRY: And that's not what +they eat. That's what falls off what they eat! : - You know what a Cinnabon is? +ADAM: - No. (Adam opens a door behind him and he pulls Barry in) BARRY: It's +bread and cinnamon and frosting. ADAM: Be quiet! BARRY: They heat it up... ADAM: +Sit down! (Adam forces Barry to sit down) BARRY: (Still rambling about +Cinnabons) ...really hot! (Adam grabs Barry by the shoulders) ADAM: - Listen to +me! : We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! BARRY== Yes, but +who can deny the heart that is yearning? ADAM: There's no yearning. Stop +yearning. Listen to me! : You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. +Thinking bee! BARRY: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEE: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEES AND +ADAM: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! (Flash forward in +time; Barry is laying on a raft in a pool full of honey. He is wearing +sunglasses) JANET: There he is. He's in the pool. MARTIN: You know what your +problem is, Barry? (Barry pulls down his sunglasses and he looks annoyed) BARRY: +(Sarcastic) I gotta start thinking bee? JANET: How much longer will this go on? +MARTIN: It's been three days! Why aren't you working? (Puts sunglasses back on) +BARRY: I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. MARTIN: What life? +You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! JANET: Would it kill you +to make a little honey? (Barry rolls off the raft and sinks into the honey pool) +: Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. : Martin, would you talk to +him? MARTIN: Barry, I'm talking to you! (Barry keeps sinking into the honey +until he is suddenly in Central Park having a picnic with Vanessa) (Barry has a +cup of honey and he clinks his glass with Vanessas. Suddenly a mosquito lands on +Vanessa and she slaps it, killing it. They both gasp but then burst out +laughing) VANESSA: You coming? (The camera pans over and Vanessa is climbing +into a small yellow airplane) BARRY: Got everything? VANESSA: All set! BARRY: Go +ahead. I'll catch up. (Vanessa lifts off and flies ahead) VANESSA: Don't be too +long. (Barry catches up with Vanessa and he sticks out his arms like ana +irplane. He rolls from side to side, and Vanessa copies him with the airplane) +VANESSA: Watch this! (Barry stays back and watches as Vanessa draws a heart in +the air using pink smoke from the plane, but on the last loop-the-loop she +suddenly crashes into a mountain and the plane explodes. The destroyed plane +falls into some rocks and explodes a second time) BARRY: Vanessa! (As Barry is +yelling his mouth fills with honey and he wakes up, discovering that he was just +day dreaming. He slowly sinks back into the honey pool) MARTIN: - We're still +here. JANET: - I told you not to yell at him. : He doesn't respond to yelling! +MARTIN: - Then why yell at me? JANET: - Because you don't listen! MARTIN: I'm +not listening to this. BARRY: Sorry, I've gotta go. MARTIN: - Where are you +going? BARRY: - I'm meeting a friend. JANET: A girl? Is this why you can't +decide? BARRY: Bye. (Barry flies out the door and Martin shakes his head) : +JANET== I just hope she's Bee-ish. (Fast forward in time and Barry is sitting on +Vanessa's shoulder and she is closing up her shop) BARRY: They have a huge +parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? VANESSA: To be in the Tournament of +Roses, that's every florist's dream! : Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, +crowds cheering. BARRY: A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? +VANESSA: No. All right, I've got one. How come you don't fly everywhere? BARRY: +It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. VANESSA: Yeah, OK, I +see, I see. All right, your turn. BARRY: TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? +That's insane! VANESSA: You don't have that? BARRY: We have Hivo, but it's a +disease. It's a horrible, horrible disease. VANESSA: Oh, my. (A human walks by +and Barry narrowly avoids him) PASSERBY: Dumb bees! VANESSA: You must want to +sting all those jerks. BARRY: We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. +VANESSA: So you have to watch your temper (They walk into a store) BARRY: Very +carefully. You kick a wall, take a walk, : write an angry letter and throw it +out. Work through it like any emotion: : Anger, jealousy, lust. (Suddenly an +employee(Hector) hits Barry off of Vanessa's shoulder. Hector thinks he's saving +Vanessa) VANESSA: (To Barry) Oh, my goodness! Are you OK? (Barry is getting up +off the floor) BARRY: Yeah. VANESSA: (To Hector) - What is wrong with you?! +HECTOR: (Confused) - It's a bug. VANESSA: He's not bothering anybody. Get out of +here, you creep! (Vanessa hits Hector across the face with the magazine he had +and then hits him in the head. Hector backs away covering his head) Barry: What +was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? (Vanessa sets Barry back on her shoulder) +VANESSA: Yeah, it was. How did you know? BARRY: It felt like about 10 pages. +Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. VANESSA: You've really got that down to a +science. BARRY: - Oh, we have to. I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. VANESSA: - +I'll bet. (Barry looks to his right and notices there is honey for sale in the +aisle) BARRY: What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? (Barry looks at all +the brands of honey, shocked) How did this get here? Cute Bee, Golden Blossom, : +Ray Liotta Private Select? (Barry puts his hands up and slowly turns around, a +look of disgust on his face) VANESSA: - Is he that actor? BARRY: - I never heard +of him. : - Why is this here? VANESSA: - For people. We eat it. BARRY: You don't +have enough food of your own?! (Hector looks back and notices that Vanessa is +talking to Barry) VANESSA: - Well, yes. BARRY: - How do you get it? VANESSA: - +Bees make it. BARRY: - I know who makes it! : And it's hard to make it! : +There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! VANESSA: - +It's organic. BARRY: - It's our-ganic! VANESSA: It's just honey, Barry. BARRY: +Just what?! : Bees don't know about this! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! : +You've taken our homes, schools, hospitals! This is all we have! : And it's on +sale?! I'm getting to the bottom of this. : I'm getting to the bottom of all of +this! (Flash forward in time; Barry paints his face with black strikes like a +soldier and sneaks into the storage section of the store) (Two men, including +Hector, are loading boxes into some trucks) : SUPERMARKET EMPLOYEE== Hey, +Hector. : - You almost done? HECTOR: - Almost. (Barry takes a step to peak +around the corner) (Whispering) He is here. I sense it. : Well, I guess I'll go +home now (Hector pretends to walk away by walking in place and speaking loudly) +: and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. BARRY: You're busted, +box boy! HECTOR: I knew I heard something! So you can talk! BARRY: I can talk. +And now you'll start talking! : Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your +supplier? HECTOR: I don't understand. I thought we were friends. : The last +thing we want to do is upset bees! (Hector takes a thumbtack out of the board +behind him and sword-fights Barry. Barry is using his stinger like a sword) : +You're too late! It's ours now! BARRY: You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! +HECTOR: You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! (Barry hits the +thumbtack out of Hectors hand and Hector surrenders) Barry: Where is the honey +coming from? : Tell me where! HECTOR: (Pointing to leaving truck) Honey Farms! +It comes from Honey Farms! (Barry chases after the truck but it is getting away. +He flies onto a bicyclists' backpack and he catches up to the truck) CAR DRIVER: +(To bicyclist) Crazy person! (Barry flies off and lands on the windshield of the +Honey farms truck. Barry looks around and sees dead bugs splattered everywhere) +BARRY: What horrible thing has happened here? : These faces, they never knew +what hit them. And now : they're on the road to nowhere! (Barry hears a sudden +whisper) (Barry looks up and sees Mooseblood, a mosquito playing dead) +MOOSEBLOOD: Just keep still. BARRY: What? You're not dead? MOOSEBLOOD: Do I look +dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? BARRY: To Honey +Farms. I am onto something huge here. MOOSEBLOOD: I'm going to Alaska. Moose +blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! ANOTHER BUG PLAYING DEAD: I'm going to +Tacoma. (Barry looks at another bug) BARRY: - And you? MOOSEBLOOD: - He really +is dead. BARRY: All right. (Another bug hits the windshield and the drivers +notice. They activate the windshield wipers) MOOSEBLOOD== Uh-oh! (The windshield +wipers are slowly sliding over the dead bugs and wiping them off) BARRY: - What +is that?! MOOSEBLOOD: - Oh, no! : - A wiper! Triple blade! BARRY: - Triple +blade? MOOSEBLOOD: Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! (Mooseblood and Barry +grab onto the wiper and they hold on as it wipes the windshield) Why does +everything have to be so doggone clean?! : How much do you people need to see?! +(Bangs on windshield) : Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! RADIO IN +TRUCK: From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell. MOOSEBLOOD: But don't kill +no more bugs! (Mooseblood and Barry are washed off by the wipr fluid) +MOOSEBLOOD: - Bee! BARRY: - Moose blood guy!! (Barry starts screaming as he +hangs onto the antenna) (Suddenly it is revealed that a water bug is also +hanging on the antenna. There is a pause and then Barry and the water bug both +start screaming) TRUCK DRIVER: - You hear something? GUY IN TRUCK: - Like what? +TRUCK DRIVER: Like tiny screaming. GUY IN TRUCK: Turn off the radio. (The +antenna starts to lower until it gets to low and sinks into the truck. The water +bug flies off and Barry is forced to let go and he is blown away. He luckily +lands inside a horn on top of the truck where he finds Mooseblood, who was blown +into the same place) MOOSEBLOOD: Whassup, bee boy? BARRY: Hey, Blood. (Fast +forward in time and we see that Barry is deep in conversation with Mooseblood. +They have been sitting in this truck for a while) BARRY: ...Just a row of honey +jars, as far as the eye could see. MOOSEBLOOD: Wow! BARRY: I assume wherever +this truck goes is where they're getting it. : I mean, that honey's ours. +MOOSEBLOOD: - Bees hang tight. BARRY: - We're all jammed in. : It's a close +community. MOOSEBLOOD: Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own. +BARRY: - What if you get in trouble? MOOSEBLOOD: - You a mosquito, you in +trouble. : Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack! +BARRY: At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls. MOOSEBLOOD: +Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. : Mosquito girl +don't want no mosquito. (An ambulance passes by and it has a blood donation sign +on it) You got to be kidding me! : Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So +long, bee! (Mooseblood leaves and flies onto the window of the ambulance where +there are other mosquito's hanging out) : - Hey, guys! OTHER MOSQUITO: - +Mooseblood! MOOSEBLOOD: I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your +crazy straw? (The truck goes out of view and Barry notices that the truck he's +on is pulling into a camp of some sort) TRUCK DRIVER: We throw it in jars, slap +a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. (Barry flies out) BARRY: What +is this place? BEEKEEPER 1#: A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. +BEEKEEPER #2: They are pinheads! : Pinhead. : - Check out the new smoker. +BEEKEEPER #1: - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. : The Thomas 3000! BARRY: +Smoker? BEEKEEPER #1: Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, +all the tar. : A couple breaths of this knocks them right out. BEEKEEPER #2: +They make the honey, and we make the money. BARRY: "They make the honey, and we +make the money"? (The Beekeeper sprays hundreds of cheap miniature apartments +with the smoker. The bees are fainting or passing out) Oh, my! : What's going +on? Are you OK? (Barry flies into one of the apartment and helps a Bee couple +get off the ground. They are coughing and its hard for them to stand) BEE IN +APARTMENT: Yeah. It doesn't last too long. BARRY: Do you know you're in a fake +hive with fake walls? BEE IN APPARTMENT: Our queen was moved here. We had no +choice. (The apartment room is completely empty except for a photo on the wall +of the "queen" who is obviously a man in women's clothes) BARRY: This is your +queen? That's a man in women's clothes! : That's a drag queen! : What is this? +(Barry flies out and he discovers that there are hundreds of these structures, +each housing thousands of Bees) Oh, no! : There's hundreds of them! (Barry takes +out his camera and takes pictures of these Bee work camps. The beekeepers look +very evil in these depictions) Bee honey. : Our honey is being brazenly stolen +on a massive scale! : This is worse than anything bears have done! I intend to +do something. (Flash forward in time and Barry is showing these pictures to his +parents) JANET: Oh, Barry, stop. MARTIN: Who told you humans are taking our +honey? That's a rumor. BARRY: Do these look like rumors? (Holds up the pictures) +UNCLE CARL: That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. +JANET: How did you get mixed up in this? ADAM: He's been talking to humans. +JANET: - What? MARTIN: - Talking to humans?! ADAM: He has a human girlfriend. +And they make out! JANET: Make out? Barry! BARRY: We do not. ADAM: - You wish +you could. MARTIN: - Whose side are you on? BARRY: The bees! UNCLE CARL: (He has +been sitting in the back of the room this entire time) I dated a cricket once in +San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. JANET: Barry, this is what +you want to do with your life? BARRY: I want to do it for all our lives. Nobody +works harder than bees! : Dad, I remember you coming home so overworked : your +hands were still stirring. You couldn't stop. JANET: I remember that. BARRY: +What right do they have to our honey? : We live on two cups a year. They put it +in lip balm for no reason whatsoever! ADAM: Even if it's true, what can one bee +do? BARRY: Sting them where it really hurts. MARTIN: In the face! The eye! : - +That would hurt. BARRY: - No. MARTIN: Up the nose? That's a killer. BARRY: +There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place where it matters. +(Flash forward a bit in time and we are watching the Bee News) BEE NEWS +NARRATOR: Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. BEE +PROTESTOR: No more bee beards! BEE NEWS NARRATOR: With Bob Bumble at the anchor +desk. : Weather with Storm Stinger. : Sports with Buzz Larvi. : And Jeanette +Chung. BOB BUMBLE: - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. JEANETTE CHUNG: - And I'm +Jeanette Chung. BOB BUMBLE: A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, : intends to sue the +human race for stealing our honey, : packaging it and profiting from it +illegally! JEANETTE CHUNG: Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, : we'll have three +former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, : Classy Ladies, +out this week on Hexagon. (The scene changes to an interview on the news with +Bee version of Larry King and Barry) BEE LARRY KING: Tonight we're talking to +Barry Benson. : Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"? +BARRY: Bees have never been afraid to change the world. : What about Bee +Columbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? BEE LARRY KING: Where I'm from, we'd never sue +humans. : We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. BARRY: How old are you? +BEE LARRY KING: The bee community is supporting you in this case, : which will +be the trial of the bee century. BARRY: You know, they have a Larry King in the +human world too. BEE LARRY KING: It's a common name. Next week... BARRY: He +looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots... BEE LARRY KING: +Next week... BARRY: Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you +just heard 'em. BEE LARRY KING: Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and +here, live. (Bee Larry King gets annoyed and flies away offscreen) BARRY: Always +leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish. (Flash forward in +time. We see Vanessa enter and Ken enters behind her. They are arguing) KEN: In +tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! VANESSA: It was my grandmother, +Ken. She's 81. KEN== Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take advantage +of that? BARRY: (To Ken) Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. KEN: +(Pointing at Barry) - Is that that same bee? VANESSA: - Yes, it is! : I'm +helping him sue the human race. BARRY: - Hello. KEN: - Hello, bee. VANESSA: This +is Ken. BARRY: (Recalling the "Winter Boots" incident earlier) Yeah, I remember +you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. KEN: (To Vanessa) +Why does he talk again? VANESSA: Listen, you better go 'cause we're really busy +working. KEN: But it's our yogurt night! VANESSA: (Holding door open for Ken) +Bye-bye. KEN: (Yelling) Why is yogurt night so difficult?! (Ken leaves and +Vanessa walks over to Barry. His workplace is a mess) VANESSA: You poor thing. +You two have been at this for hours! BARRY: Yes, and Adam here has been a huge +help. ADAM: - Frosting... - How many sugars? ==BARRY== Just one. I try not to +use the competition. : So why are you helping me? VANESSA: Bees have good +qualities. : And it takes my mind off the shop. : Instead of flowers, people are +giving balloon bouquets now. BARRY: Those are great, if you're three. VANESSA: +And artificial flowers. BARRY: - Oh, those just get me psychotic! VANESSA: - +Yeah, me too. : BARRY: Bent stingers, pointless pollination. ADAM: Bees must +hate those fake things! : Nothing worse than a daffodil that's had work done. : +Maybe this could make up for it a little bit. VANESSA: - This lawsuit's a pretty +big deal. BARRY: - I guess. ADAM: You sure you want to go through with it? +BARRY: Am I sure? When I'm done with the humans, they won't be able : to say, +"Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! (Flash forward in time and we are +watching the human news. The camera shows a crowd outside a courthouse) NEWS +REPORTER: It's an incredible scene here in downtown Manhattan, : where the world +anxiously waits, because for the first time in history, : we will hear for +ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. (We are no longer watching through a +news camera) ADAM: What have we gotten into here, Barry? BARRY: It's pretty big, +isn't it? ADAM== (Looking at the hundreds of people around the courthouse) I +can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. BARRY: You think +billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? SECURITY GUARD: +Everybody needs to stay behind the barricade. (A limousine drives up and a fat +man,Layton Montgomery, a honey industry owner gets out and walks past Barry) +ADAM: - What's the matter? BARRY: - I don't know, I just got a chill. (Fast +forward in time and everyone is in the court) MONTGOMERY: Well, if it isn't the +bee team. (To Honey Industry lawyers) You boys work on this? MAN: All rise! The +Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. JUDGE BUMBLETON: All right. Case number +4475, : Superior Court of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry : is +now in session. : Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies +collectively? MONTGOMERY: A privilege. JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson... you're +representing all the bees of the world? (Everyone looks closely, they are +waiting to see if a Bee can really talk) (Barry makes several buzzing sounds to +sound like a Bee) BARRY: I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. +JUDGE BUMBLBETON: Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. MONTGOMERY: +Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, : my grandmother was a simple woman. : Born on +a farm, she believed it was man's divine right : to benefit from the bounty of +nature God put before us. : If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson +imagines, : just think of what would it mean. : I would have to negotiate with +the silkworm : for the elastic in my britches! : Talking bee! (Montgomery walks +over and looks closely at Barry) : How do we know this isn't some sort of : +holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? : They could be using +laser beams! : Robotics! Ventriloquism! Cloning! For all we know, : he could be +on steroids! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson? BARRY: Ladies and gentlemen, there's +no trickery here. : I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. : +It's important to all bees. We invented it! : We make it. And we protect it with +our lives. : Unfortunately, there are some people in this room : who think they +can take it from us : 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this +is all over, : you'll see how, by taking our honey, you not only take everything +we have : but everything we are! JANET== (To Martin) I wish he'd dress like that +all the time. So nice! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Call your first witness. BARRY: So, Mr. +Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. KLAUSS VANDERHAYDEN: I +suppose so. BARRY: I see you also own Honeyburton and Honron! KLAUSS: Yes, they +provide beekeepers for our farms. BARRY: Beekeeper. I find that to be a very +disturbing term. : I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? KLAUSS: +(Quietly) - No. BARRY: - I couldn't hear you. KLAUSS: - No. BARRY: - No. : +Because you don't free bees. You keep bees. Not only that, : it seems you +thought a bear would be an appropriate image for a jar of honey. KLAUSS: They're +very lovable creatures. : Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. BARRY: You mean +like this? (The bear from Over The Hedge barges in through the back door and it +is roaring and standing on its hind legs. It is thrashing its claws and people +are screaming. It is being held back by a guard who has the bear on a chain) : +(Pointing to the roaring bear) Bears kill bees! : How'd you like his head +crashing through your living room?! : Biting into your couch! Spitting out your +throw pillows! JUDGE BUMBLETON: OK, that's enough. Take him away. (The bear +stops roaring and thrashing and walks out) BARRY: So, Mr. Sting, thank you for +being here. Your name intrigues me. : - Where have I heard it before? MR. STING: +- I was with a band called The Police. BARRY: But you've never been a police +officer, have you? STING: No, I haven't. BARRY: No, you haven't. And so here we +have yet another example : of bee culture casually stolen by a human : for +nothing more than a prance-about stage name. STING: Oh, please. BARRY: Have you +ever been stung, Mr. Sting? : Because I'm feeling a little stung, Sting. : Or +should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! MONTGOMERY: That's not his real name?! You +idiots! BARRY: Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on : your Emmy win for +a guest spot on ER in 2005. RAY LIOTTA: Thank you. Thank you. BARRY: I see from +your resume that you're devilishly handsome : with a churning inner turmoil +that's ready to blow. RAY LIOTTA: I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? BARRY: Not +yet it isn't. But is this what it's come to for you? : Exploiting tiny, helpless +bees so you don't : have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir? RAY +LIOTTA: Watch it, Benson! I could blow right now! BARRY: This isn't a goodfella. +This is a badfella! (Ray Liotta looses it and tries to grab Barry) RAY LIOTTA: +Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! JUDGE +BUMBLETON: - Order in this court! RAY LIOTTA: - You're all thinking it! (Judge +Bumbleton starts banging her gavel) JUDGE BUMBLETON: Order! Order, I say! RAY +LIOTTA: - Say it! MAN: - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! (We see a montage of +magazines which feature the court case) (Flash forward in time and Barry is back +home with Vanessa) BARRY: I think it was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in +like that. VANESSA: I think the jury's on our side. BARRY: Are we doing +everything right,you know, legally? VANESSA: I'm a florist. BARRY: Right. Well, +here's to a great team. VANESSA: To a great team! (Ken walks in from work. He +sees Barry and he looks upset when he sees Barry clinking his glass with +Vanessa) KEN: Well, hello. VANESSA: - Oh, Ken! BARRY: - Hello! VANESSA: I didn't +think you were coming. : No, I was just late. I tried to call, but... (Ken holds +up his phone and flips it open. The phone has no charge) ...the battery... +VANESSA: I didn't want all this to go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he +was free. KEN: Oh, that was lucky. (Ken sits down at the table across from Barry +and Vanessa leaves the room) VANESSA: There's a little left. I could heat it up. +KEN: (Not taking his eyes off Barry) Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. BARRY: So +I hear you're quite a tennis player. : I'm not much for the game myself. The +ball's a little grabby. KEN: That's where I usually sit. Right... (Points to +where Barry is sitting) there. VANESSA: (Calling from other room) Ken, Barry was +looking at your resume, : and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks +isn't really a special skill. KEN: (To Barry) You think I don't see what you're +doing? BARRY: I know how hard it is to find the right job. We have that in +common. KEN: Do we? BARRY: Bees have 100 percent employment, but we do jobs like +taking the crud out. KEN: (Menacingly) That's just what I was thinking about +doing. (Ken reaches for a fork on the table but knocks if on the floor. He goes +to pick it up) VANESSA: Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope +that was all right. (Ken quickly rises back up after hearing this but hits his +head on the table and yells) BARRY: I'm going to drain the old stinger. KEN: +Yeah, you do that. (Barry flies past Ken to get to the bathroom and Ken freaks +out, splashing some of the wine he was using to cool his head in his eyes. He +yells in anger) (Barry looks at the magazines featuring his victories in court) +BARRY: Look at that. (Barry flies into the bathroom) (He puts his hand on his +head but this makes hurts him and makes him even madder. He yells again) (Barry +is washing his hands in the sink but then Ken walks in) KEN: You know, you know +I've just about had it (Closes bathroom door behind him) with your little mind +games. (Ken is menacingly rolling up a magazine) BARRY: (Backing away) - What's +that? KEN: - Italian Vogue. BARRY: Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. KEN: It's a +lot of ads. BARRY: Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than +mine? KEN: That's funny, I just can't seem to recall that! (Ken smashes +everything off the sink with the magazine and Barry narrowly escapes) (Ken +follows Barry around and tries to hit him with the magazine but he keeps +missing) (Ken gets a spray bottle) : I think something stinks in here! BARRY: +(Enjoying the spray) I love the smell of flowers. (Ken holds a lighter in front +of the spray bottle) KEN: How do you like the smell of flames?! BARRY: Not as +much. (Ken fires his make-shift flamethrower but misses Barry, burning the +bathroom. He torches the whole room but looses his footing and falls into the +bathtub. After getting hit in the head by falling objects 3 times he picks up +the shower head, revealing a Water bug hiding under it) WATER BUG: Water bug! +Not taking sides! (Barry gets up out of a pile of bathroom supplies and he is +wearing a chapstick hat) BARRY: Ken, I'm wearing a Chapstick hat! This is +pathetic! (Ken switches the shower head to lethal) KEN: I've got issues! (Ken +sprays Barry with the shower head and he crash lands into the toilet) (Ken +menacingly looks down into the toilet at Barry) Well, well, well, a royal flush! +BARRY: - You're bluffing. KEN: - Am I? (flushes toilet) (Barry grabs a chapstick +from the toilet seat and uses it to surf in the flushing toilet) BARRY: Surf's +up, dude! (Barry flies out of the toilet on the chapstick and sprays Ken's face +with the toilet water) : EW,Poo water! BARRY: That bowl is gnarly. KEN: (Aiming +a toilet cleaner at Barry) Except for those dirty yellow rings! (Barry cowers +and covers his head and Vanessa runs in and takes the toilet cleaner from Ken +just before he hits Barry) VANESSA: Kenneth! What are you doing?! KEN== (Leaning +towards Barry) You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! VANESSA: We +need to talk! (Vanessa pulls Ken out of the bathroom) : He's just a little bee! +: And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! KEN: Long time? +What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? VANESSA: No, but +there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! KEN: Fine! +Talking bees, no yogurt night... : My nerves are fried from riding on this +emotional roller coaster! VANESSA: Goodbye, Ken. (Ken huffs and walks out and +slams the door. But suddenly he walks back in and stares at Barry) : And for +your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners MADE BY MAN! (Ken +leaves again and Vanessa leans in towards Barry) VANESSA: I'm sorry about all +that. (Ken walks back in again) KEN: I know it's got an aftertaste! I LIKE IT! +(Ken leaves for the last time) VANESSA: I always felt there was some kind of +barrier between Ken and me. : I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. : Are you OK for +the trial? BARRY: I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. (Flash forward +in time and Barry, Adam, and Vanessa are back in court) MONTGOMERY-- We would +like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. ADAM: Good idea! You can really +see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... (Barry stares at Adam) +...Yeah. LAWYER: Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's +gonna be all over. MONTGOMERY: Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn +this jury around : is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. (To +lawyer) - You got the tweezers? LAWYER: - Are you allergic? MONTGOMERY: Only to +losing, son. Only to losing. : Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd +all like to know. : What exactly is your relationship (Points to Vanessa) : to +that woman? BARRY: We're friends. MONTGOMERY: - Good friends? BARRY: - Yes. +MONTGOMERY: How good? Do you live together? ADAM: Wait a minute... : MONTGOMERY: +Are you her little... : ...bedbug? (Adam's stinger starts vibrating. He is +agitated) I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, : doesn't +your queen give birth to all the bee children? BARRY: - Yeah, but... MONTGOMERY: +(Pointing at Janet and Martin) - So those aren't your real parents! JANET: - Oh, +Barry... BARRY: - Yes, they are! ADAM: Hold me back! (Vanessa tries to hold Adam +back. He wants to sting Montgomery) MONTGOMERY: You're an illegitimate bee, +aren't you, Benson? ADAM: He's denouncing bees! MONTGOMERY: Don't y'all date +your cousins? (Montgomery leans over on the jury stand and stares at Adam) +VANESSA: - Objection! (Vanessa raises her hand to object but Adam gets free. He +flies straight at Montgomery) =ADAM: - I'm going to pincushion this guy! BARRY: +Adam, don't! It's what he wants! (Adam stings Montgomery in the butt and he +starts thrashing around) MONTGOMERY: Oh, I'm hit!! : Oh, lordy, I am hit! JUDGE +BUMBLETON: (Banging gavel) Order! Order! MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting) The venom! +The venom is coursing through my veins! : I have been felled by a winged beast +of destruction! : You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped +savages! : Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! BARRY: - Adam, +stay with me. ADAM: - I can't feel my legs. MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting and +throwing his body around the room) What angel of mercy will come forward to suck +the poison : from my heaving buttocks? JUDGE BUMLBETON: I will have order in +this court. Order! : Order, please! (Flash forward in time and we see a human +news reporter) NEWS REPORTER: The case of the honeybees versus the human race : +took a pointed turn against the bees : yesterday when one of their legal team +stung Layton T. Montgomery. (Adam is laying in a hospital bed and Barry flies in +to see him) BARRY: - Hey, buddy. ADAM: - Hey. BARRY: - Is there much pain? ADAM: +- Yeah. : I... : I blew the whole case, didn't I? BARRY: It doesn't matter. What +matters is you're alive. You could have died. ADAM: I'd be better off dead. Look +at me. (A small plastic sword is replaced as Adam's stinger) They got it from +the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. : Look, there's a little celery +still on it. (Flicks off the celery and sighs) BARRY: What was it like to sting +someone? ADAM: I can't explain it. It was all... : All adrenaline and then... +and then ecstasy! BARRY: ...All right. ADAM: You think it was all a trap? BARRY: +Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. : What were we thinking? Look +at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. ADAM: What will the humans do +to us if they win? BARRY: I don't know. ADAM: I hear they put the roaches in +motels. That doesn't sound so bad. BARRY: Adam, they check in, but they don't +check out! ADAM: Oh, my. (Coughs) Could you get a nurse to close that window? +BARRY: - Why? ADAM: - The smoke. (We can see that two humans are smoking +cigarettes outside) : Bees don't smoke. BARRY: Right. Bees don't smoke. : Bees +don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. : That's it! That's our case! ADAM: It +is? It's not over? BARRY: Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. : Get back to +the court and stall. Stall any way you can. (Flash forward in time and Adam is +making a paper boat in the courtroom) ADAM: And assuming you've done step 29 +correctly, you're ready for the tub! (We see that the jury have each made their +own paper boats after being taught how by Adam. They all look confused) JUDGE +BUMBLETON: Mr. Flayman. ADAM: Yes? Yes, Your Honor! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Where is +the rest of your team? ADAM: (Continues stalling) Well, Your Honor, it's +interesting. : Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, : and as a result, we don't +make very good time. : I actually heard a funny story about... MONTGOMERY: Your +Honor, haven't these ridiculous bugs : taken up enough of this court's valuable +time? : How much longer will we allow these absurd shenanigans to go on? : They +have presented no compelling evidence to support their charges : against my +clients, who run legitimate businesses. : I move for a complete dismissal of +this entire case! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going : to have +to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. ADAM: But you can't! We have a terrific +case. MONTGOMERY: Where is your proof? Where is the evidence? : Show me the +smoking gun! BARRY: (Barry flies in through the door) Hold it, Your Honor! You +want a smoking gun? : Here is your smoking gun. (Vanessa walks in holding a bee +smoker. She sets it down on the Judge's podium) JUDGE BUMBLETON: What is that? +BARRY: It's a bee smoker! MONTGOMERY: (Picks up smoker) What, this? This +harmless little contraption? : This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. +(Montgomery accidentally fires it at the bees in the crowd and they faint and +cough) (Dozens of reporters start taking pictures of the suffering bees) BARRY: +Look at what has happened : to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" +: Is this what nature intended for us? : To be forcibly addicted to smoke +machines : and man-made wooden slat work camps? : Living out our lives as honey +slaves to the white man? (Barry points to the honey industry owners. One of them +is an African American so he awkwardly separates himself from the others) +LAWYER: - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. BARRY: Ladies +and gentlemen, please, free these bees! ADAM AND VANESSA: Free the bees! Free +the bees! BEES IN CROWD: Free the bees! HUMAN JURY: Free the bees! Free the +bees! JUDGE BUMBLETON: The court finds in favor of the bees! BARRY: Vanessa, we +won! VANESSA: I knew you could do it! High-five! (Vanessa hits Barry hard +because her hand is too big) : Sorry. BARRY: (Overjoyed) I'm OK! You know what +this means? : All the honey will finally belong to the bees. : Now we won't have +to work so hard all the time. MONTGOMERY: This is an unholy perversion of the +balance of nature, Benson. : You'll regret this. (Montgomery leaves and Barry +goes outside the courtroom. Several reporters start asking Barry questions) +REPORTER 1#: Barry, how much honey is out there? BARRY: All right. One at a +time. REPORTER 2#: Barry, who are you wearing? BARRY: My sweater is Ralph +Lauren, and I have no pants. (Barry flies outside with the paparazzi and Adam +and Vanessa stay back) ADAM: (To Vanessa) - What if Montgomery's right? Vanessa: +- What do you mean? ADAM: We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million +years. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to a man) BUSINESS MAN: +Congratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? BARRY: +First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. (As Barry is +talking we see a montage of men putting "closed" tape over the work camps and +freeing the bees in the crappy apartments) Then we want back the honey that was +ours to begin with, : every last drop. (Men in suits are pushing all the honey +of the aisle and into carts) We demand an end to the glorification of the bear +as anything more (We see a statue of a bear-shaped honey container being pulled +down by bees) than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. : We're all aware +of what they do in the woods. (We see Winnie the Pooh sharing his honey with +Piglet in the cross-hairs of a high-tech sniper rifle) BARRY: (Looking through +binoculars) Wait for my signal. : Take him out. (Winnie gets hit by a +tranquilizer dart and dramatically falls off the log he was standing on, his +tongue hanging out. Piglet looks at Pooh in fear and the Sniper takes the +honey.) SNIPER: He'll have nausea for a few hours, then he'll be fine. (Flash +forward in time) BARRY: And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... +(Mr. Sting is sitting at home until he is taken out of his house by the men in +suits) STING: But it's just a prance-about stage name! BARRY: ...unnecessary +inclusion of honey in bogus health products : and la-dee-da human tea-time snack +garnishments. (An old lady is mixing honey into her tea but suddenly men in +suits smash her face down on the table and take the honey) OLD LADY: Can't +breathe. (A honey truck pulls up to Barry's hive) WORKER: Bring it in, boys! : +Hold it right there! Good. : Tap it. (Tons of honey is being pumped into the +hive's storage) BEE WORKER 1#: (Honey overflows from the cup) Mr. Buzzwell, we +just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! : - I think we need to +shut down! =BEE WORKER #2= - Shut down? We've never shut down. : Shut down honey +production! DEAN BUZZWELL: Stop making honey! (The bees all leave their +stations. Two bees run into a room and they put the keys into a machine) Turn +your key, sir! (Two worker bees dramatically turn their keys, which opens the +button which they press, shutting down the honey-making machines. This is the +first time this has ever happened) BEE: ...What do we do now? (Flash forward in +time and a Bee is about to jump into a pool full of honey) Cannonball! (The bee +gets stuck in the honey and we get a short montage of Bees leaving work) (We see +the Pollen Jocks flying but one of them gets a call on his antenna) LOU LU DUVA: +(Through "phone") We're shutting honey production! : Mission abort. POLLEN JOCK +#1: Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. (The Pollen Jocks +fly back to the hive) (We get a time lapse of Central Park slowly wilting away +as the bees all relax) BARRY: Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out +there. ADAM: Oh, yeah? BARRY: What's going on? Where is everybody? (The entire +street is deserted) : - Are they out celebrating? ADAM: - They're home. : They +don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. : I heard your Uncle Carl was on +his way to San Antonio with a cricket. BARRY: At least we got our honey back. +ADAM: Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? : It's +the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. : This +was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. : And +now... : Now I can't. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to Vanessa) +BARRY: I don't understand why they're not happy. : I thought their lives would +be better! : They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. +VANESSA: You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? BARRY: - What did you +want to show me? (Vanessa takes Barry to the rooftop where they first had coffee +and points to her store) VANESSA: - This. (Points at her flowers. They are all +grey and wilting) BARRY: What happened here? VANESSA: That is not the half of +it. (Small flash forward in time and Vanessa and Barry are on the roof of her +store and she points to Central Park) (We see that Central Park is no longer +green and colorful, rather it is grey, brown, and dead-like. It is very +depressing to look at) BARRY: Oh, no. Oh, my. : They're all wilting. VANESSA: +Doesn't look very good, does it? BARRY: No. VANESSA: And whose fault do you +think that is? BARRY: You know, I'm gonna guess bees. VANESSA== (Staring at +Barry) Bees? BARRY: Specifically, me. : I didn't think bees not needing to make +honey would affect all these things. VANESSA: It's not just flowers. Fruits, +vegetables, they all need bees. BARRY: That's our whole SAT test right there. +VANESSA: Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. : And then, +of course... BARRY: The human species? : So if there's no more pollination, : it +could all just go south here, couldn't it? VANESSA: I know this is also partly +my fault. BARRY: How about a suicide pact? VANESSA: How do we do it? BARRY: - +I'll sting you, you step on me. VANESSA: - That just kills you twice. BARRY: +Right, right. VANESSA: Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. (Vanessa +leaves) BARRY: (To himself) I had to open my mouth and talk. : Vanessa? : +Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? (Vanessa is getting into a +taxi) VANESSA: To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. : They've +moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. : It's the last +chance I'll ever have to see it. BARRY: Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I +never meant it to turn out like this. VANESSA: I know. Me neither. (The taxi +starts to drive away) BARRY: Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. : Wait +a minute. Roses. Roses? : Roses! : Vanessa! (Barry flies after the Taxi) +VANESSA: Roses?! : Barry? (Barry is flying outside the window of the taxi) +BARRY: - Roses are flowers! VANESSA: - Yes, they are. BARRY: Flowers, bees, +pollen! VANESSA: I know. That's why this is the last parade. BARRY: Maybe not. +Could you ask him to slow down? VANESSA: Could you slow down? (The taxi driver +screeches to a stop and Barry keeps flying forward) : Barry! (Barry flies back +to the window) BARRY: OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all +my fault. VANESSA: Yes, it kind of is. BARRY: I've ruined the planet. I wanted +to help you : with the flower shop. I've made it worse. VANESSA: Actually, it's +completely closed down. BARRY: I thought maybe you were remodeling. : But I have +another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. VANESSA: I don't +want to hear it! BARRY: All right, they have the roses, the roses have the +pollen. : I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. : All we gotta do +is get what they've got back here with what we've got. : - Bees. VANESSA: - +Park. BARRY: - Pollen! VANESSA: - Flowers. BARRY: - Re-pollination! VANESSA: - +Across the nation! : Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, California. : They've got +nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. : Security will be tight. BARRY: I +have an idea. (Flash forward in time. Vanessa is about to board a plane which +has all the Roses on board. VANESSA: Vanessa Bloome, FTD. (Holds out badge) : +Official floral business. It's real. SECURITY GUARD: Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. +=VANESSA== Thank you. It was a gift. (Barry is revealed to be hiding inside the +brooch) (Flash back in time and Barry and Vanessa are discussing their plan) +BARRY: Once inside, we just pick the right float. VANESSA: How about The +Princess and the Pea? : I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! +BARRY: Yes, I got it. : - Where should I sit? GUARD: - What are you? BARRY: - I +believe I'm the pea. GUARD: - The pea? VANESSA: It goes under the mattresses. +GUARD: - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. VANESSA: +You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! : Let's see what this baby'll do. +(Vanessa drives the float through traffic) GUARD: Hey, what are you doing?! +BARRY== Then all we do is blend in with traffic... : ...without arousing +suspicion. : Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. (Flash forward in time +and Barry and Vanessa are about to get on a plane) SECURITY GUARD: Stop! +Security. : - You and your insect pack your float? VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY +GUARD: Has it been in your possession the entire time? VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY +GUARD: Would you remove your shoes? (To Barry) - Remove your stinger. BARRY: - +It's part of me. SECURITY GUARD: I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your +flight. (Barry plotting with Vanessa) BARRY: Then if we're lucky, we'll have +just enough pollen to do the job. (Flash forward in time and Barry and Vanessa +are flying on the plane) Can you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough +pollen to do the job! VANESSA: I think this is gonna work. BARRY: It's got to +work. CAPTAIN SCOTT: (On intercom) Attention, passengers, this is Captain Scott. +: We have a bit of bad weather in New York. : It looks like we'll experience a +couple hours delay. VANESSA: Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll +never make it. BARRY: I gotta get up there and talk to them. VANESSA== Be +careful. (Barry flies right outside the cockpit door) BARRY: Can I get help with +the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear +hair trimmer. (The flight attendant opens the door and walks out and Barry flies +into the cockpit unseen) BARRY: Captain, I'm in a real situation. CAPTAIN SCOTT: +- What'd you say, Hal? CO-PILOT HAL: - Nothing. (Scott notices Barry and freaks +out) CAPTAIN SCOTT: Bee! BARRY: No,no,no, Don't freak out! My entire species... +(Captain Scott gets out of his seat and tries to suck Barry into a handheld +vacuum) HAL: (To Scott) What are you doing? (Barry lands on Hals hair but Scott +sees him. He tries to suck up Barry but instead he sucks up Hals toupee) CAPTAIN +SCOTT: Uh-oh. BARRY: - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! HAL: (Hal doesn't know +Barry is on his head) - Who's an attorney? CAPTAIN SCOTT: Don't move. (Scott +hits Hal in the face with the vacuum in an attempt to hit Barry. Hal is knocked +out and he falls on the life raft button which launches an infalatable boat into +Scott, who gets knocked out and falls to the floor. They are both uncounscious.) +BARRY: (To himself) Oh, Barry. BARRY: (On intercom, with a Southern accent) Good +afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. : Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in +24B please report to the cockpit? (Vanessa looks confused) (Normal accent) +...And please hurry! (Vanessa opens the door and sees the life raft and the +uncounscious pilots) VANESSA: What happened here? BARRY: I tried to talk to +them, but then there was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. : Now +one's bald, one's in a boat, and they're both unconscious! VANESSA: ...Is that +another bee joke? BARRY: - No! : No one's flying the plane! BUD DITCHWATER: +(Through radio on plane) This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your +status? VANESSA: This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. BUD: +Where's the pilot? VANESSA: He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. BUD: Not +good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience? BARRY: As a matter of fact, +there is. BUD: - Who's that? BARRY: - Barry Benson. BUD: From the honey trial?! +Oh, great. BARRY: Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. : It's got +giant wings, huge engines. VANESSA: I can't fly a plane. BARRY: - Why not? Isn't +John Travolta a pilot? VANESSA: - Yes. BARRY: How hard could it be? (Vanessa +sits down and flies for a little bit but we see lightning clouds outside the +window) VANESSA: Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. (An ominous +lightning storm looms in front of the plane) (We are now watching the Bee News) +BOB BUMBLE: This is Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK +Airport, : where a suspenseful scene is developing. : Barry Benson, fresh from +his legal victory... ADAM: That's Barry! BOB BUMBLE: ...is attempting to land a +plane, loaded with people, flowers : and an incapacitated flight crew. JANET, +MARTIN, UNCLE CAR AND ADAM: Flowers?! (The scene switches to the human news) +REPORTER: (Talking with Bob Bumble) We have a storm in the area and two +individuals at the controls : with absolutely no flight experience. BOB BUMBLE: +Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. BUD: I'm quite familiar with Mr. +Benson and his no-account compadres. : They've done enough damage. REPORTER: But +isn't he your only hope? BUD: Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at +all. : Their wings are too small... BARRY: (Through radio) Haven't we heard this +a million times? : "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no +sense."... BOB BUMBLE: - Get this on the air! BEE: - Got it. BEE NEWS CREW: - +Stand by. BEE NEWS CREW: - We're going live! BARRY: (Through radio on TV) ...The +way we work may be a mystery to you. : Making honey takes a lot of bees doing a +lot of small jobs. : But let me tell you about a small job. : If you do it well, +it makes a big difference. : More than we realized. To us, to everyone. : That's +why I want to get bees back to working together. : That's the bee way! We're not +made of Jell-O. : We get behind a fellow. : - Black and yellow! BEES: - Hello! +(The scene switches and Barry is teaching Vanessa how to fly) BARRY: Left, +right, down, hover. VANESSA: - Hover? BARRY: - Forget hover. VANESSA: This isn't +so hard. (Pretending to honk the horn) Beep-beep! Beep-beep! (A Lightning bolt +hits the plane and autopilot turns off) Barry, what happened?! BARRY: Wait, I +think we were on autopilot the whole time. VANESSA: - That may have been helping +me. BARRY: - And now we're not! VANESSA: So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. +(The plane plummets but we see Lou Lu Duva and the Pollen Jocks, along with +multiple other bees flying towards the plane) Lou Lu DUva: All of you, let's get +behind this fellow! Move it out! : Move out! (The scene switches back to Vanessa +and Barry in the plane) BARRY: Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy +me with the wings of the plane! (Barry sticks out his arms like an airplane and +flys in front of Vanessa's face) VANESSA: Don't have to yell. BARRY: I'm not +yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. VANESSA: It's very hard to concentrate with +that panicky tone in your voice! BARRY: It's not a tone. I'm panicking! VANESSA: +I can't do this! (Barry slaps Vanessa) BARRY: Vanessa, pull yourself together. +You have to snap out of it! VANESSA: (Slaps Barry) You snap out of it. BARRY: +(Slaps Vanessa) : You snap out of it. VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - +You snap out of it! (We see that all the Pollen Jocks are flying under the +plane) VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! VANESSA: - +You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! VANESSA: - Hold it! BARRY: - +Why? Come on, it's my turn. VANESSA: How is the plane flying? (The plane is now +safely flying) VANESSA: I don't know. (Barry's antennae rings like a phone. +Barry picks up) BARRY: Hello? LOU LU DUVA: (Through "phone") Benson, got any +flowers for a happy occasion in there? (All of the Pollen Jocks are carrying the +plane) BARRY: The Pollen Jocks! : They do get behind a fellow. LOU LU DUVA: - +Black and yellow. POLLEN JOCKS: - Hello. LOU LU DUVA: All right, let's drop this +tin can on the blacktop. BARRY: Where? I can't see anything. Can you? VANESSA: +No, nothing. It's all cloudy. : Come on. You got to think bee, Barry. BARRY: - +Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. (On the runway there are millions of bees laying +on their backs) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: Wait a +minute. I think I'm feeling something. VANESSA: - What? BARRY: - I don't know. +It's strong, pulling me. : Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. : Bring the nose +down. BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! CONTROL TOWER OPERATOR: - +What in the world is on the tarmac? BUD: - Get some lights on that! (It is +revealed that all the bees are organized into a giant pulsating flower +formation) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: - Vanessa, aim +for the flower. VANESSA: - OK. BARRY: Out the engines. We're going in on bee +power. Ready, boys? LOU LU DUVA: Affirmative! BARRY: Good. Good. Easy, now. +That's it. : Land on that flower! : Ready? Full reverse! : Spin it around! (The +plane's nose is pointed at a flower painted on a nearby plane) - Not that +flower! The other one! VANESSA: - Which one? BARRY: - That flower. (The plane is +now pointed at a fat guy in a flowered shirt. He freaks out and tries to take a +picture of the plane) VANESSA: - I'm aiming at the flower! BARRY: That's a fat +guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of +bees! (The plane hovers over the bee-flower) : Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. +: Rotate around it. VANESSA: - This is insane, Barry! BARRY: - This's the only +way I know how to fly. BUD: Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an +insect-like pattern? (The plane is unrealistically hovering and spinning over +the bee-flower) BARRY: Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full +reverse! : Just drop it. Be a part of it. : Aim for the center! : Now drop it +in! Drop it in, woman! : Come on, already. (The bees scatter and the plane +safely lands) VANESSA: Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly! BARRY: - Yes! +(Vanessa is about to high-five Barry) No high-five! VANESSA: - Right. ADAM: +Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? BARRY: What giant flower? Where? +Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! ADAM: - Thank you. BARRY: - But +we're not done yet. : Listen, everyone! : This runway is covered with the last +pollen : from the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. : That means this is +our last chance. : We're the only ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and +dress like this. : If we're gonna survive as a species, this is our moment! What +do you say? : Are we going to be bees, or just Museum of Natural History +keychains? BEES: We're bees! BEE WHO LIKES KEYCHAINS: Keychain! BARRY: Then +follow me! Except Keychain. POLLEN JOCK #1: Hold on, Barry. Here. : You've +earned this. BARRY: Yeah! : I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I +gotta do are the sleeves. (The Pollen Jocks throw Barry a nectar-collecting gun. +Barry catches it) Oh, yeah. JANET: That's our Barry. (Barry and the Pollen Jocks +get pollen from the flowers on the plane) (Flash forward in time and the Pollen +Jocks are flying over NYC) : (Barry pollinates the flowers in Vanessa's shop and +then heads to Central Park) BOY IN PARK: Mom! The bees are back! ADAM: (Putting +on his Krelman hat) If anybody needs to make a call, now's the time. : I got a +feeling we'll be working late tonight! (The bee honey factories are back up and +running) (Meanwhile at Vanessa's shop) VANESSA: (To customer) Here's your +change. Have a great afternoon! Can I help who's next? : Would you like some +honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. (There is a room in the +shop where Barry does legal work for other animals. He is currently talking with +a Cow) COW: Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a nickel! : +Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! BARRY: I had no idea. VANESSA: +Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? BARRY: Would you excuse me? My mosquito +associate will help you. MOOSEBLOOD: Sorry I'm late. COW: He's a lawyer too? +MOOSEBLOOD: Ma'am, I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a +briefcase. VANESSA: Have a great afternoon! : Barry, I just got this huge tulip +order, and I can't get them anywhere. BARRY: No problem, Vannie. Just leave it +to me. VANESSA: You're a lifesaver, Barry. Can I help who's next? BARRY: All +right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. VANESSA: Thank you, Barry! (Ken walks +by on the sidewalk and sees the "bee-approved honey" in Vanessa's shop) KEN: +That bee is living my life!! ANDY: Let it go, Kenny. KEN: - When will this +nightmare end?! ANDY: - Let it all go. BARRY: - Beautiful day to fly. POLLEN +JOCK: - Sure is. BARRY: Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that +office. (Barry recreates the scene near the beginning of the movie where he +flies through the box kite. The movie fades to black and the credits being) +[--after credits; No scene can be seen but the characters can be heard talking +over the credits--] You have got to start thinking bee, my friend! : - Thinking +bee! - Me? BARRY: (Talking over singer) Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. +Hold it. : I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here? SINGER: Oh, +BarryBARRY: I'm not making a major life decision during a production number! +SINGER: All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys. BARRY: I had virtually +no rehearsal for that. diff --git a/my-website/public/vue/vue copy 4.vue b/my-website/public/vue/vue copy 4.vue new file mode 100644 index 0000000..61d5ee9 --- /dev/null +++ b/my-website/public/vue/vue copy 4.vue @@ -0,0 +1,1093 @@ +Bee Movie By Jerry Seinfeld NARRATOR: (Black screen with text; The sound of +buzzing bees can be heard) According to all known laws of aviation, : there is +no way a bee should be able to fly. : Its wings are too small to get its fat +little body off the ground. : The bee, of course, flies anyway : because bees +don't care what humans think is impossible. BARRY BENSON: (Barry is picking out +a shirt) Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. : Ooh, +black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. JANET BENSON: Barry! Breakfast is +ready! BARRY: Coming! : Hang on a second. (Barry uses his antenna like a phone) +: Hello? ADAM FLAYMAN: (Through phone) - Barry? BARRY: - Adam? ADAM: - Can you +believe this is happening? BARRY: - I can't. I'll pick you up. (Barry flies down +the stairs) : MARTIN BENSON: Looking sharp. JANET: Use the stairs. Your father +paid good money for those. BARRY: Sorry. I'm excited. MARTIN: Here's the +graduate. We're very proud of you, son. : A perfect report card, all B's. JANET: +Very proud. (Rubs Barry's hair) BARRY= Ma! I got a thing going here. JANET: - +You got lint on your fuzz. BARRY: - Ow! That's me! JANET: - Wave to us! We'll be +in row 118,000. - Bye! (Barry flies out the door) JANET: Barry, I told you, stop +flying in the house! (Barry drives through the hive,and is waved at by Adam who +is reading a newspaper) BARRY== - Hey, Adam. ADAM: - Hey, Barry. (Adam gets in +Barry's car) : - Is that fuzz gel? BARRY: - A little. Special day, graduation. +ADAM: Never thought I'd make it. (Barry pulls away from the house and continues +driving) BARRY: Three days grade school, three days high school... ADAM: Those +were awkward. BARRY: Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked +around the hive. ADAM== You did come back different. (Barry and Adam pass by +Artie, who is jogging) ARTIE: - Hi, Barry! BARRY: - Artie, growing a mustache? +Looks good. ADAM: - Hear about Frankie? BARRY: - Yeah. ADAM== - You going to the +funeral? BARRY: - No, I'm not going to his funeral. : Everybody knows, sting +someone, you die. : Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. ADAM: I guess +he could have just gotten out of the way. (The car does a barrel roll on the +loop-shaped bridge and lands on the highway) : I love this incorporating an +amusement park into our regular day. BARRY: I guess that's why they say we don't +need vacations. (Barry parallel parks the car and together they fly over the +graduating students) Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. (Barry +and Adam sit down and put on their hats) : - Well, Adam, today we are men. ADAM: +- We are! BARRY= - Bee-men. =ADAM= - Amen! BARRY AND ADAM: Hallelujah! (Barry +and Adam both have a happy spasm) ANNOUNCER: Students, faculty, distinguished +bees, : please welcome Dean Buzzwell. DEAN BUZZWELL: Welcome, New Hive Oity +graduating class of... : ...9: : That concludes our ceremonies. : And begins +your career at Honex Industries! ADAM: Will we pick our job today? (Adam and +Barry get into a tour bus) BARRY= I heard it's just orientation. (Tour buses +rise out of the ground and the students are automatically loaded into the buses) +TOUR GUIDE: Heads up! Here we go. ANNOUNCER: Keep your hands and antennas inside +the tram at all times. BARRY: - Wonder what it'll be like? ADAM: - A little +scary. TOUR GUIDE== Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco : and a part of the +Hexagon Group. Barry: This is it! BARRY AND ADAM: Wow. BARRY: Wow. (The bus +drives down a road an on either side are the Bee's massive complicated +Honey-making machines) TOUR GUIDE: We know that you, as a bee, have worked your +whole life : to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. : Honey +begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. : Our +top-secret formula : is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and +bubble-contoured : into this soothing sweet syrup : with its distinctive golden +glow you know as... EVERYONE ON BUS: Honey! (The guide has been collecting honey +into a bottle and she throws it into the crowd on the bus and it is caught by a +girl in the back) ADAM: - That girl was hot. BARRY: - She's my cousin! ADAM== - +She is? BARRY: - Yes, we're all cousins. ADAM: - Right. You're right. TOUR +GUIDE: - At Honex, we constantly strive : to improve every aspect of bee +existence. : These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. (The bus +passes by a Bee wearing a helmet who is being smashed into the ground with +fly-swatters, newspapers and boots. He lifts a thumbs up but you can hear him +groan) : ADAM== - What do you think he makes? BARRY: - Not enough. TOUR GUIDE: +Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. (They pass by a turning wheel +with Bees standing on pegs, who are each wearing a finger-shaped hat) Barry: - +Wow, What does that do? TOUR GUIDE: - Catches that little strand of honey : that +hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. ADAM: (Intrigued) Can anyone work on +the Krelman? TOUR GUIDE: Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know +that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. : But choose carefully : +because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. (Everyone +claps except for Barry) BARRY: The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know +that. ADAM: What's the difference? TOUR GUIDE: You'll be happy to know that +bees, as a species, haven't had one day off : in 27 million years. BARRY: +(Upset) So you'll just work us to death? : We'll sure try. (Everyone on the bus +laughs except Barry. Barry and Adam are walking back home together) ADAM: Wow! +That blew my mind! BARRY: "What's the difference?" How can you say that? : One +job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. ADAM: I'm relieved. Now we +only have to make one decision in life. BARRY: But, Adam, how could they never +have told us that? ADAM: Why would you question anything? We're bees. : We're +the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. BARRY: You ever think maybe +things work a little too well here? ADAM: Like what? Give me one example. (Barry +and Adam stop walking and it is revealed to the audience that hundreds of cars +are speeding by and narrowly missing them in perfect unison) BARRY: I don't +know. But you know what I'm talking about. ANNOUNCER: Please clear the gate. +Royal Nectar Force on approach. BARRY: Wait a second. Check it out. (The Pollen +jocks fly in, circle around and landing in line) : - Hey, those are Pollen +Jocks! ADAM: - Wow. : I've never seen them this close. BARRY: They know what +it's like outside the hive. ADAM: Yeah, but some don't come back. GIRL BEES: - +Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! (The Pollen Jocks hook up their backpacks to machines +that pump the nectar to trucks, which drive away) LOU LO DUVA: You guys did +great! : You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! (Punching the Pollen +Jocks in joy) I love it! ADAM: - I wonder where they were. BARRY: - I don't +know. : Their day's not planned. : Outside the hive, flying who knows where, +doing who knows what. : You can't just decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to +be bred for that. ADAM== Right. (Barry and Adam are covered in some pollen that +floated off of the Pollen Jocks) BARRY: Look at that. That's more pollen than +you and I will see in a lifetime. ADAM: It's just a status symbol. Bees make too +much of it. BARRY: Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you +wearing it. (Barry waves at 2 girls standing a little away from them) ADAM== +Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? BARRY: Distant. Distant. POLLEN JOCK +#1: Look at these two. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Couple of Hive Harrys. POLLEN JOCK #1: +- Let's have fun with them. GIRL BEE #1: It must be dangerous being a Pollen +Jock. BARRY: Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! : He had a paw on +my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! (Slaps Adam with his hand to +represent his scenario) GIRL BEE #2: - Oh, my! BARRY: - I never thought I'd +knock him out. GIRL BEE #1: (Looking at Adam) What were you doing during this? +ADAM: Obviously I was trying to alert the authorities. BARRY: I can autograph +that. (The pollen jocks walk up to Barry and Adam, they pretend that Barry and +Adam really are pollen jocks.) POLLEN JOCK #1: A little gusty out there today, +wasn't it, comrades? BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #1: We're hitting a +sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. BARRY: - Six miles, huh? ADAM: - +Barry! POLLEN JOCK #2: A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. +BARRY: - Maybe I am. ADAM: - You are not! POLLEN JOCK #1: We're going 0900 at +J-Gate. : What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? BARRY: I might be. +It all depends on what 0900 means. (The scene cuts to Barry looking out on the +hive-city from his balcony at night) MARTIN: Hey, Honex! BARRY: Dad, you +surprised me. MARTIN: You decide what you're interested in? BARRY: - Well, +there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. : Do you ever get bored doing +the same job every day? MARTIN: Son, let me tell you about stirring. : You grab +that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. : You get +yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. BARRY: You know, Dad, the more I +think about it, : maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. MARTIN: You +were thinking of what, making balloon animals? : That's a bad job for a guy with +a stinger. : Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! JANET: - +Barry, you are so funny sometimes. BARRY: - I'm not trying to be funny. MARTIN: +You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! JANET: - You're +gonna be a stirrer? BARRY: - No one's listening to me! MARTIN: Wait till you see +the sticks I have. BARRY: I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant +tattoo! (Barry's parents don't listen to him and continue to ramble on) MARTIN: +Let's open some honey and celebrate! BARRY: Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave +my antennae. : Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody +"dawg"! JANET: I'm so proud. (The scene cuts to Barry and Adam waiting in line +to get a job) ADAM: - We're starting work today! BARRY: - Today's the day. ADAM: +Come on! All the good jobs will be gone. BARRY: Yeah, right. JOB LISTER: Pollen +counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... BEE IN FRONT +OF LINE: - Is it still available? JOB LISTER: - Hang on. Two left! : One of +them's yours! Congratulations! Step to the side. ADAM: - What'd you get? BEE IN +FRONT OF LINE: - Picking crud out. Stellar! (He walks away) ADAM: Wow! JOB +LISTER: Couple of newbies? ADAM: Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! JOB +LISTER: Make your choice. (Adam and Barry look up at the job board. There are +hundreds of constantly changing panels that contain available or unavailable +jobs. It looks very confusing) ADAM: - You want to go first? BARRY: - No, you +go. ADAM: Oh, my. What's available? JOB LISTER: Restroom attendant's open, not +for the reason you think. ADAM: - Any chance of getting the Krelman? JOB LISTER: +- Sure, you're on. (Puts the Krelman finger-hat on Adam's head) (Suddenly the +sign for Krelman closes out) : I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. (Takes +Adam's hat off) Wax monkey's always open. ADAM: The Krelman opened up again. : +What happened? JOB LISTER: A bee died. Makes an opening. See? He's dead. Another +dead one. : Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. : Dead from the neck up. Dead from +the neck down. That's life! ADAM: Oh, this is so hard! (Barry remembers what the +Pollen Jock offered him and he flies off) Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, +stirrer, : humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, +: mite wrangler. Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? (Adam turns around +and sees Barry flying away) : Barry! POLLEN JOCK: All right, we've got the +sunflower patch in quadrant nine... ADAM: (Through phone) What happened to you? +Where are you? BARRY: - I'm going out. ADAM: - Out? Out where? BARRY: - Out +there. ADAM: - Oh, no! BARRY: I have to, before I go to work for the rest of my +life. ADAM: You're gonna die! You're crazy! (Barry hangs up) Hello? POLLEN JOCK +#2: Another call coming in. : If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli +on 83rd : that gets their roses today. BARRY: Hey, guys. POLLEN JOCK #1 == - +Look at that. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? LOU LO +DUVA: Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. POLLEN JOCK #1: It's OK, Lou. +We're gonna take him up. (Puts hand on Barry's shoulder) LOU LO DUVA: (To Barry) +Really? Feeling lucky, are you? BEE WITH CLIPBOARD: (To Barry) Sign here, here. +Just initial that. : - Thank you. LOU LO DUVA: - OK. : You got a rain advisory +today, : and as you all know, bees cannot fly in rain. : So be careful. As +always, watch your brooms, : hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears and bats. : Also, +I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. : Murphy's in a home +because of it, babbling like a cicada! BARRY: - That's awful. LOU LO DUVA: +(Still talking through megaphone) - And a reminder for you rookies, : bee law +number one, absolutely no talking to humans! : All right, launch positions! +POLLEN JOCKS: (The Pollen Jocks run into formation) : Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! +Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! LOU LU DUVA: Black and yellow! +POLLEN JOCKS: Hello! POLLEN JOCK #1: (To Barry)You ready for this, hot shot? +BARRY: Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. POLLEN JOCK's: Wind, check. : - Antennae, check. +- Nectar pack, check. : - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. BARRY: Scared out of +my shorts, check. LOU LO DUVA: OK, ladies, : let's move it out! : Pound those +petunias, you striped stem-suckers! : All of you, drain those flowers! (The +pollen jocks fly out of the hive) BARRY: Wow! I'm out! : I can't believe I'm +out! : So blue. : I feel so fast and free! : Box kite! (Barry flies through the +kite) : Wow! : Flowers! (A pollen jock puts on some high tech goggles that shows +flowers similar to heat sink goggles.) POLLEN JOCK: This is Blue Leader. We have +roses visual. : Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. : Roses! POLLEN JOCK #1: 30 +degrees, roger. Bringing it around. : Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of +a kick. (The pollen jock fires a high-tech gun at the flower, shooting tubes +that suck up the nectar from the flower and collects it into a pouch on the gun) +BARRY: That is one nectar collector! POLLEN JOCK #1== - Ever see pollination up +close? BARRY: - No, sir. POLLEN JOCK #1: (Barry and the Pollen jock fly over the +field, the pollen jock sprinkles pollen as he goes) : I pick up some pollen +here, sprinkle it over here. Maybe a dash over there, : a pinch on that one. See +that? It's a little bit of magic. BARRY: That's amazing. Why do we do that? +POLLEN JOCK #1: That's pollen power. More pollen, more flowers, more nectar, +more honey for us. BARRY: Cool. POLLEN JOCK #1: I'm picking up a lot of bright +yellow. could be daisies. Don't we need those? POLLEN JOCK #2: Copy that visual. +: Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on the move. POLLEN JOCK #1: Say again? +You're reporting a moving flower? POLLEN JOCK #2: Affirmative. (The Pollen jocks +land near the "flowers" which, to the audience are obviously just tennis balls) +KEN: (In the distance) That was on the line! POLLEN JOCK #1: This is the +coolest. What is it? POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't know, but I'm loving this color. : +It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. POLLEN JOCK #1: Yeah, fuzzy. +(Sticks his hand on the ball but it gets stuck) POLLEN JOCK #3== Chemical-y. +(The pollen jock finally gets his hand free from the tennis ball) POLLEN JOCK +#1: Careful, guys. It's a little grabby. (The pollen jocks turn around and see +Barry lying his entire body on top of one of the tennis balls) POLLEN JOCK #2: +My sweet lord of bees! POLLEN JOCK #3: Candy-brain, get off there! POLLEN JOCK +#1: (Pointing upwards) Problem! (A human hand reaches down and grabs the tennis +ball that Barry is stuck to) BARRY: - Guys! POLLEN JOCK #2: - This could be bad. +POLLEN JOCK #3: Affirmative. (Vanessa Bloome starts bouncing the tennis ball, +not knowing Barry is stick to it) BARRY== Very close. : Gonna hurt. : Mama's +little boy. (Barry is being hit back and forth by two humans playing tennis. He +is still stuck to the ball) POLLEN JOCK #1: You are way out of position, rookie! +KEN: Coming in at you like a MISSILE! (Barry flies past the pollen jocks, still +stuck to the ball) BARRY: (In slow motion) Help me! POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't +think these are flowers. POLLEN JOCK #3: - Should we tell him? POLLEN JOCK #1: - +I think he knows. BARRY: What is this?! KEN: Match point! : You can start +packing up, honey, because you're about to EAT IT! (A pollen jock coughs which +confused Ken and he hits the ball the wrong way with Barry stuck to it and it +goes flying into the city) BARRY: Yowser! (Barry bounces around town and gets +stuck in the engine of a car. He flies into the air conditioner and sees a bug +that was frozen in there) BARRY: Ew, gross. (The man driving the car turns on +the air conditioner which blows Barry into the car) GIRL IN CAR: There's a bee +in the car! : - Do something! DAD DRIVING CAR: - I'm driving! BABY GIRL: (Waving +at Barry) - Hi, bee. (Barry smiles and waves at the baby girl) GUY IN BACK OF +CAR: - He's back here! : He's going to sting me! GIRL IN CAR: Nobody move. If +you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! (Barry freezes as well, hovering in +the middle of the car) : GRANDMA IN CAR== He blinked! (The grandma whips out +some bee-spray and sprays everywhere in the car, climbing into the front seat, +still trying to spray Barry) GIRL IN CAR: Spray him, Granny! DAD DRIVING THE +CAR: What are you doing?! (Barry escapes the car through the air conditioner and +is flying high above the ground, safe.) BARRY: Wow... the tension level out here +is unbelievable. (Barry sees that storm clouds are gathering and he can see rain +clouds moving into this direction) : I gotta get home. : Can't fly in rain. : +Can't fly in rain. (A rain drop hits Barry and one of his wings is damaged) : +Can't fly in rain. (A second rain drop hits Barry again and he spirals +downwards) Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! (WW2 plane sound effects are played +as he plummets, and he crash-lands on a plant inside an apartment near the +window) VANESSA BLOOME: Ken, could you close the window please? KEN== Hey, check +out my new resume. I made it into a fold-out brochure. : You see? (Folds +brochure resume out) Folds out. (Ken closes the window, trapping Barry inside) +BARRY: Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this. (Barry tries to fly away but +smashes into the window and falls again) : What was that? (Barry keeps trying to +fly out the window but he keeps being knocked back because the window is closed) +Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... : Drapes! +(Barry taps the glass. He doesn't understand what it is) That is diabolical. +KEN: It's fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite +movies. ANDY: What's number one? Star Wars? KEN: Nah, I don't go for that... +(Ken makes finger guns and makes "pew pew pew" sounds and then stops) : ...kind +of stuff. BARRY: No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out of their +minds. KEN: When I leave a job interview, they're flabbergasted, can't believe +what I say. BARRY: (Looking at the light on the ceiling) There's the sun. Maybe +that's a way out. (Starts flying towards the lightbulb) : I don't remember the +sun having a big 75 on it. (Barry hits the lightbulb and falls into the dip on +the table that the humans are sitting at) KEN: I predicted global warming. : I +could feel it getting hotter. At first I thought it was just me. (Andy dips a +chip into the bowl and scoops up some dip with Barry on it and is about to put +it in his mouth) : Wait! Stop! Bee! (Andy drops the chip with Barry in fear and +backs away. All the humans freak out) : Stand back. These are winter boots. (Ken +has winter boots on his hands and he is about to smash the bee but Vanessa saves +him last second) VANESSA: Wait! : Don't kill him! (Vanessa puts Barry in a glass +to protect him) KEN: You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! +VANESSA: Why does his life have less value than yours? KEN: Why does his life +have any less value than mine? Is that your statement? VANESSA: I'm just saying +all life has value. You don't know what he's capable of feeling. (Vanessa picks +up Ken's brochure and puts it under the glass so she can carry Barry back to the +window. Barry looks at Vanessa in amazement) KEN: My brochure! VANESSA: There +you go, little guy. (Vanessa opens the window and lets Barry out but Barry stays +back and is still shocked that a human saved his life) KEN: I'm not scared of +him. It's an allergic thing. VANESSA: Put that on your resume brochure. KEN: My +whole face could puff up. ANDY: Make it one of your special skills. KEN: +Knocking someone out is also a special skill. (Ken walks to the door) Right. +Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. : - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? VANESSA: - Sure, +Ken. You know, whatever. : (Vanessa tries to close door) KEN== - You could put +carob chips on there. VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door but Ken opens it again) KEN: +- Supposed to be less calories. VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door) (Fast forward to +the next day, Barry is still inside the house. He flies into the kitchen where +Vanessa is doing dishes) BARRY== (Talking to himself) I gotta say something. : +She saved my life. I gotta say something. : All right, here it goes. (Turns +back) Nah. : What would I say? : I could really get in trouble. : It's a bee +law. You're not supposed to talk to a human. : I can't believe I'm doing this. : +I've got to. (Barry disguises himself as a character on a food can as Vanessa +walks by again) : Oh, I can't do it. Come on! : No. Yes. No. : Do it. I can't. : +How should I start it? (Barry strikes a pose and wiggles his eyebrows) "You like +jazz?" No, that's no good. (Vanessa is about to walk past Barry) Here she comes! +Speak, you fool! : ...Hi! (Vanessa gasps and drops the dishes in fright and +notices Barry on the counter) : I'm sorry. VANESSA: - You're talking. BARRY: - +Yes, I know. VANESSA: (Pointing at Barry) You're talking! BARRY: I'm so sorry. +VANESSA: No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. : But I don't recall going +to bed. BARRY: Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting. VANESSA: This is a bit +of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee! BARRY: I am. And I'm not supposed to +be doing this, (Pointing to the living room where Ken tried to kill him last +night) but they were all trying to kill me. : And if it wasn't for you... : I +had to thank you. It's just how I was raised. (Vanessa stabs her hand with a +fork to test whether she's dreaming or not) : That was a little weird. VANESSA: +- I'm talking with a bee. BARRY: - Yeah. VANESSA: I'm talking to a bee. And the +bee is talking to me! BARRY: I just want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. +(Barry turns to leave) VANESSA: - Wait! How did you learn to do that? BARRY: +(Flying back) - What? VANESSA: The talking...thing. BARRY: Same way you did, I +guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. VANESSA: - That's very funny. BARRY: +- Yeah. : Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal +with. : Anyway... VANESSA: Can I... : ...get you something? BARRY: - Like what? +VANESSA: I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Coffee? BARRY: I don't want to +put you out. VANESSA: It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. : - It's just +coffee. BARRY: - I hate to impose. (Vanessa starts making coffee) VANESSA: - +Don't be ridiculous! BARRY: - Actually, I would love a cup. VANESSA: Hey, you +want rum cake? BARRY: - I shouldn't. VANESSA: - Have some. BARRY: - No, I can't. +VANESSA: - Come on! BARRY: I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. VANESSA: - +Where? BARRY: - These stripes don't help. VANESSA: You look great! BARRY: I +don't know if you know anything about fashion. : Are you all right? VANESSA: +(Pouring coffee on the floor and missing the cup completely) No. (Flash forward +in time. Barry and Vanessa are sitting together at a table on top of the +apartment building drinking coffee) : BARRY== He's making the tie in the cab as +they're flying up Madison. : He finally gets there. : He runs up the steps into +the church. The wedding is on. : And he says, "Watermelon? I thought you said +Guatemalan. : Why would I marry a watermelon?" (Barry laughs but Vanessa looks +confused) VANESSA: Is that a bee joke? BARRY: That's the kind of stuff we do. +VANESSA: Yeah, different. : So, what are you gonna do, Barry? (Barry stands on +top of a sugar cube floating in his coffee and paddles it around with a straw +like it's a gondola) BARRY: About work? I don't know. : I want to do my part for +the hive, but I can't do it the way they want. VANESSA: I know how you feel. +BARRY: - You do? VANESSA: - Sure. : My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a +doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. BARRY: - Really? VANESSA: - My only +interest is flowers. BARRY: Our new queen was just elected with that same +campaign slogan. : Anyway, if you look... (Barry points to a tree in the middle +of Central Park) : There's my hive right there. See it? VANESSA: You're in Sheep +Meadow! BARRY: Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! VANESSA: No way! I know that +area. I lost a toe ring there once. BARRY: - Why do girls put rings on their +toes? VANESSA: - Why not? BARRY: - It's like putting a hat on your knee. +VANESSA: - Maybe I'll try that. (A custodian installing a lightbulb looks over +at them but to his perspective it looks like Vanessa is talking to a cup of +coffee on the table) CUSTODIAN: - You all right, ma'am? VANESSA: - Oh, yeah. +Fine. : Just having two cups of coffee! BARRY: Anyway, this has been great. +Thanks for the coffee. VANESSA== Yeah, it's no trouble. BARRY: Sorry I couldn't +finish it. If I did, I'd be up the rest of my life. (Barry points towards the +rum cake) : Can I take a piece of this with me? VANESSA: Sure! Here, have a +crumb. (Vanessa hands Barry a crumb but it is still pretty big for Barry) BARRY: +- Thanks! VANESSA: - Yeah. BARRY: All right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you +around. : Or not. VANESSA: OK, Barry... BARRY: And thank you so much again... +for before. VANESSA: Oh, that? That was nothing. BARRY: Well, not nothing, +but... Anyway... (Vanessa and Barry hold hands, but Vanessa has to hold out a +finger because her hands is to big and Barry holds that) (The custodian looks +over again and it appears Vanessa is laughing at her coffee again. The lightbulb +that he was screwing in sparks and he falls off the ladder) (Fast forward in +time and we see two Bee Scientists testing out a parachute in a Honex wind +tunnel) BEE SCIENTIST #1: This can't possibly work. BEE SCIENTIST #2: He's all +set to go. We may as well try it. : OK, Dave, pull the chute. (Dave pulls the +chute and the wind slams him against the wall and he falls on his face.The +camera pans over and we see Barry and Adam walking together) ADAM: - Sounds +amazing. BARRY: - It was amazing! : It was the scariest, happiest moment of my +life. ADAM: Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! : Giant, scary humans! +What were they like? BARRY: Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. : They eat crazy +giant things. They drive crazy. ADAM: - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? +BARRY: - Some of them. But some of them don't. ADAM: - How'd you get back? +BARRY: - Poodle. ADAM: You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to +see. : You had your "experience." Now you can pick out your job and be normal. +BARRY: - Well... ADAM: - Well? BARRY: Well, I met someone. ADAM: You did? Was +she Bee-ish? : - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! BARRY: - No, no, no, not a +wasp. ADAM: - Spider? BARRY: - I'm not attracted to spiders. : I know, for +everyone else, it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. : I can't +get by that face. ADAM: So who is she? BARRY: She's... human. ADAM: No, no. +That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. BARRY: - Her name's Vanessa. +(Adam puts his head in his hands) ADAM: - Oh, boy. BARRY== She's so nice. And +she's a florist! ADAM: Oh, no! You're dating a human florist! BARRY: We're not +dating. ADAM: You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our +homes : with power washers and M-80s! That's one-eighth a stick of dynamite! +BARRY: She saved my life! And she understands me. ADAM: This is over! BARRY: Eat +this. (Barry gives Adam a piece of the crumb that he got from Vanessa. Adam eats +it) ADAM: (Adam's tone changes) This is not over! What was that? BARRY: - They +call it a crumb. ADAM: - It was so stingin' stripey! BARRY: And that's not what +they eat. That's what falls off what they eat! : - You know what a Cinnabon is? +ADAM: - No. (Adam opens a door behind him and he pulls Barry in) BARRY: It's +bread and cinnamon and frosting. ADAM: Be quiet! BARRY: They heat it up... ADAM: +Sit down! (Adam forces Barry to sit down) BARRY: (Still rambling about +Cinnabons) ...really hot! (Adam grabs Barry by the shoulders) ADAM: - Listen to +me! : We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! BARRY== Yes, but +who can deny the heart that is yearning? ADAM: There's no yearning. Stop +yearning. Listen to me! : You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. +Thinking bee! BARRY: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEE: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEES AND +ADAM: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! (Flash forward in +time; Barry is laying on a raft in a pool full of honey. He is wearing +sunglasses) JANET: There he is. He's in the pool. MARTIN: You know what your +problem is, Barry? (Barry pulls down his sunglasses and he looks annoyed) BARRY: +(Sarcastic) I gotta start thinking bee? JANET: How much longer will this go on? +MARTIN: It's been three days! Why aren't you working? (Puts sunglasses back on) +BARRY: I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. MARTIN: What life? +You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! JANET: Would it kill you +to make a little honey? (Barry rolls off the raft and sinks into the honey pool) +: Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. : Martin, would you talk to +him? MARTIN: Barry, I'm talking to you! (Barry keeps sinking into the honey +until he is suddenly in Central Park having a picnic with Vanessa) (Barry has a +cup of honey and he clinks his glass with Vanessas. Suddenly a mosquito lands on +Vanessa and she slaps it, killing it. They both gasp but then burst out +laughing) VANESSA: You coming? (The camera pans over and Vanessa is climbing +into a small yellow airplane) BARRY: Got everything? VANESSA: All set! BARRY: Go +ahead. I'll catch up. (Vanessa lifts off and flies ahead) VANESSA: Don't be too +long. (Barry catches up with Vanessa and he sticks out his arms like ana +irplane. He rolls from side to side, and Vanessa copies him with the airplane) +VANESSA: Watch this! (Barry stays back and watches as Vanessa draws a heart in +the air using pink smoke from the plane, but on the last loop-the-loop she +suddenly crashes into a mountain and the plane explodes. The destroyed plane +falls into some rocks and explodes a second time) BARRY: Vanessa! (As Barry is +yelling his mouth fills with honey and he wakes up, discovering that he was just +day dreaming. He slowly sinks back into the honey pool) MARTIN: - We're still +here. JANET: - I told you not to yell at him. : He doesn't respond to yelling! +MARTIN: - Then why yell at me? JANET: - Because you don't listen! MARTIN: I'm +not listening to this. BARRY: Sorry, I've gotta go. MARTIN: - Where are you +going? BARRY: - I'm meeting a friend. JANET: A girl? Is this why you can't +decide? BARRY: Bye. (Barry flies out the door and Martin shakes his head) : +JANET== I just hope she's Bee-ish. (Fast forward in time and Barry is sitting on +Vanessa's shoulder and she is closing up her shop) BARRY: They have a huge +parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? VANESSA: To be in the Tournament of +Roses, that's every florist's dream! : Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, +crowds cheering. BARRY: A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? +VANESSA: No. All right, I've got one. How come you don't fly everywhere? BARRY: +It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. VANESSA: Yeah, OK, I +see, I see. All right, your turn. BARRY: TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? +That's insane! VANESSA: You don't have that? BARRY: We have Hivo, but it's a +disease. It's a horrible, horrible disease. VANESSA: Oh, my. (A human walks by +and Barry narrowly avoids him) PASSERBY: Dumb bees! VANESSA: You must want to +sting all those jerks. BARRY: We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. +VANESSA: So you have to watch your temper (They walk into a store) BARRY: Very +carefully. You kick a wall, take a walk, : write an angry letter and throw it +out. Work through it like any emotion: : Anger, jealousy, lust. (Suddenly an +employee(Hector) hits Barry off of Vanessa's shoulder. Hector thinks he's saving +Vanessa) VANESSA: (To Barry) Oh, my goodness! Are you OK? (Barry is getting up +off the floor) BARRY: Yeah. VANESSA: (To Hector) - What is wrong with you?! +HECTOR: (Confused) - It's a bug. VANESSA: He's not bothering anybody. Get out of +here, you creep! (Vanessa hits Hector across the face with the magazine he had +and then hits him in the head. Hector backs away covering his head) Barry: What +was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? (Vanessa sets Barry back on her shoulder) +VANESSA: Yeah, it was. How did you know? BARRY: It felt like about 10 pages. +Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. VANESSA: You've really got that down to a +science. BARRY: - Oh, we have to. I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. VANESSA: - +I'll bet. (Barry looks to his right and notices there is honey for sale in the +aisle) BARRY: What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? (Barry looks at all +the brands of honey, shocked) How did this get here? Cute Bee, Golden Blossom, : +Ray Liotta Private Select? (Barry puts his hands up and slowly turns around, a +look of disgust on his face) VANESSA: - Is he that actor? BARRY: - I never heard +of him. : - Why is this here? VANESSA: - For people. We eat it. BARRY: You don't +have enough food of your own?! (Hector looks back and notices that Vanessa is +talking to Barry) VANESSA: - Well, yes. BARRY: - How do you get it? VANESSA: - +Bees make it. BARRY: - I know who makes it! : And it's hard to make it! : +There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! VANESSA: - +It's organic. BARRY: - It's our-ganic! VANESSA: It's just honey, Barry. BARRY: +Just what?! : Bees don't know about this! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! : +You've taken our homes, schools, hospitals! This is all we have! : And it's on +sale?! I'm getting to the bottom of this. : I'm getting to the bottom of all of +this! (Flash forward in time; Barry paints his face with black strikes like a +soldier and sneaks into the storage section of the store) (Two men, including +Hector, are loading boxes into some trucks) : SUPERMARKET EMPLOYEE== Hey, +Hector. : - You almost done? HECTOR: - Almost. (Barry takes a step to peak +around the corner) (Whispering) He is here. I sense it. : Well, I guess I'll go +home now (Hector pretends to walk away by walking in place and speaking loudly) +: and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. BARRY: You're busted, +box boy! HECTOR: I knew I heard something! So you can talk! BARRY: I can talk. +And now you'll start talking! : Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your +supplier? HECTOR: I don't understand. I thought we were friends. : The last +thing we want to do is upset bees! (Hector takes a thumbtack out of the board +behind him and sword-fights Barry. Barry is using his stinger like a sword) : +You're too late! It's ours now! BARRY: You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! +HECTOR: You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! (Barry hits the +thumbtack out of Hectors hand and Hector surrenders) Barry: Where is the honey +coming from? : Tell me where! HECTOR: (Pointing to leaving truck) Honey Farms! +It comes from Honey Farms! (Barry chases after the truck but it is getting away. +He flies onto a bicyclists' backpack and he catches up to the truck) CAR DRIVER: +(To bicyclist) Crazy person! (Barry flies off and lands on the windshield of the +Honey farms truck. Barry looks around and sees dead bugs splattered everywhere) +BARRY: What horrible thing has happened here? : These faces, they never knew +what hit them. And now : they're on the road to nowhere! (Barry hears a sudden +whisper) (Barry looks up and sees Mooseblood, a mosquito playing dead) +MOOSEBLOOD: Just keep still. BARRY: What? You're not dead? MOOSEBLOOD: Do I look +dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? BARRY: To Honey +Farms. I am onto something huge here. MOOSEBLOOD: I'm going to Alaska. Moose +blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! ANOTHER BUG PLAYING DEAD: I'm going to +Tacoma. (Barry looks at another bug) BARRY: - And you? MOOSEBLOOD: - He really +is dead. BARRY: All right. (Another bug hits the windshield and the drivers +notice. They activate the windshield wipers) MOOSEBLOOD== Uh-oh! (The windshield +wipers are slowly sliding over the dead bugs and wiping them off) BARRY: - What +is that?! MOOSEBLOOD: - Oh, no! : - A wiper! Triple blade! BARRY: - Triple +blade? MOOSEBLOOD: Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! (Mooseblood and Barry +grab onto the wiper and they hold on as it wipes the windshield) Why does +everything have to be so doggone clean?! : How much do you people need to see?! +(Bangs on windshield) : Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! RADIO IN +TRUCK: From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell. MOOSEBLOOD: But don't kill +no more bugs! (Mooseblood and Barry are washed off by the wipr fluid) +MOOSEBLOOD: - Bee! BARRY: - Moose blood guy!! (Barry starts screaming as he +hangs onto the antenna) (Suddenly it is revealed that a water bug is also +hanging on the antenna. There is a pause and then Barry and the water bug both +start screaming) TRUCK DRIVER: - You hear something? GUY IN TRUCK: - Like what? +TRUCK DRIVER: Like tiny screaming. GUY IN TRUCK: Turn off the radio. (The +antenna starts to lower until it gets to low and sinks into the truck. The water +bug flies off and Barry is forced to let go and he is blown away. He luckily +lands inside a horn on top of the truck where he finds Mooseblood, who was blown +into the same place) MOOSEBLOOD: Whassup, bee boy? BARRY: Hey, Blood. (Fast +forward in time and we see that Barry is deep in conversation with Mooseblood. +They have been sitting in this truck for a while) BARRY: ...Just a row of honey +jars, as far as the eye could see. MOOSEBLOOD: Wow! BARRY: I assume wherever +this truck goes is where they're getting it. : I mean, that honey's ours. +MOOSEBLOOD: - Bees hang tight. BARRY: - We're all jammed in. : It's a close +community. MOOSEBLOOD: Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own. +BARRY: - What if you get in trouble? MOOSEBLOOD: - You a mosquito, you in +trouble. : Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack! +BARRY: At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls. MOOSEBLOOD: +Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. : Mosquito girl +don't want no mosquito. (An ambulance passes by and it has a blood donation sign +on it) You got to be kidding me! : Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So +long, bee! (Mooseblood leaves and flies onto the window of the ambulance where +there are other mosquito's hanging out) : - Hey, guys! OTHER MOSQUITO: - +Mooseblood! MOOSEBLOOD: I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your +crazy straw? (The truck goes out of view and Barry notices that the truck he's +on is pulling into a camp of some sort) TRUCK DRIVER: We throw it in jars, slap +a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. (Barry flies out) BARRY: What +is this place? BEEKEEPER 1#: A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. +BEEKEEPER #2: They are pinheads! : Pinhead. : - Check out the new smoker. +BEEKEEPER #1: - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. : The Thomas 3000! BARRY: +Smoker? BEEKEEPER #1: Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, +all the tar. : A couple breaths of this knocks them right out. BEEKEEPER #2: +They make the honey, and we make the money. BARRY: "They make the honey, and we +make the money"? (The Beekeeper sprays hundreds of cheap miniature apartments +with the smoker. The bees are fainting or passing out) Oh, my! : What's going +on? Are you OK? (Barry flies into one of the apartment and helps a Bee couple +get off the ground. They are coughing and its hard for them to stand) BEE IN +APARTMENT: Yeah. It doesn't last too long. BARRY: Do you know you're in a fake +hive with fake walls? BEE IN APPARTMENT: Our queen was moved here. We had no +choice. (The apartment room is completely empty except for a photo on the wall +of the "queen" who is obviously a man in women's clothes) BARRY: This is your +queen? That's a man in women's clothes! : That's a drag queen! : What is this? +(Barry flies out and he discovers that there are hundreds of these structures, +each housing thousands of Bees) Oh, no! : There's hundreds of them! (Barry takes +out his camera and takes pictures of these Bee work camps. The beekeepers look +very evil in these depictions) Bee honey. : Our honey is being brazenly stolen +on a massive scale! : This is worse than anything bears have done! I intend to +do something. (Flash forward in time and Barry is showing these pictures to his +parents) JANET: Oh, Barry, stop. MARTIN: Who told you humans are taking our +honey? That's a rumor. BARRY: Do these look like rumors? (Holds up the pictures) +UNCLE CARL: That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. +JANET: How did you get mixed up in this? ADAM: He's been talking to humans. +JANET: - What? MARTIN: - Talking to humans?! ADAM: He has a human girlfriend. +And they make out! JANET: Make out? Barry! BARRY: We do not. ADAM: - You wish +you could. MARTIN: - Whose side are you on? BARRY: The bees! UNCLE CARL: (He has +been sitting in the back of the room this entire time) I dated a cricket once in +San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. JANET: Barry, this is what +you want to do with your life? BARRY: I want to do it for all our lives. Nobody +works harder than bees! : Dad, I remember you coming home so overworked : your +hands were still stirring. You couldn't stop. JANET: I remember that. BARRY: +What right do they have to our honey? : We live on two cups a year. They put it +in lip balm for no reason whatsoever! ADAM: Even if it's true, what can one bee +do? BARRY: Sting them where it really hurts. MARTIN: In the face! The eye! : - +That would hurt. BARRY: - No. MARTIN: Up the nose? That's a killer. BARRY: +There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place where it matters. +(Flash forward a bit in time and we are watching the Bee News) BEE NEWS +NARRATOR: Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. BEE +PROTESTOR: No more bee beards! BEE NEWS NARRATOR: With Bob Bumble at the anchor +desk. : Weather with Storm Stinger. : Sports with Buzz Larvi. : And Jeanette +Chung. BOB BUMBLE: - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. JEANETTE CHUNG: - And I'm +Jeanette Chung. BOB BUMBLE: A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, : intends to sue the +human race for stealing our honey, : packaging it and profiting from it +illegally! JEANETTE CHUNG: Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, : we'll have three +former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, : Classy Ladies, +out this week on Hexagon. (The scene changes to an interview on the news with +Bee version of Larry King and Barry) BEE LARRY KING: Tonight we're talking to +Barry Benson. : Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"? +BARRY: Bees have never been afraid to change the world. : What about Bee +Columbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? BEE LARRY KING: Where I'm from, we'd never sue +humans. : We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. BARRY: How old are you? +BEE LARRY KING: The bee community is supporting you in this case, : which will +be the trial of the bee century. BARRY: You know, they have a Larry King in the +human world too. BEE LARRY KING: It's a common name. Next week... BARRY: He +looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots... BEE LARRY KING: +Next week... BARRY: Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you +just heard 'em. BEE LARRY KING: Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and +here, live. (Bee Larry King gets annoyed and flies away offscreen) BARRY: Always +leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish. (Flash forward in +time. We see Vanessa enter and Ken enters behind her. They are arguing) KEN: In +tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! VANESSA: It was my grandmother, +Ken. She's 81. KEN== Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take advantage +of that? BARRY: (To Ken) Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. KEN: +(Pointing at Barry) - Is that that same bee? VANESSA: - Yes, it is! : I'm +helping him sue the human race. BARRY: - Hello. KEN: - Hello, bee. VANESSA: This +is Ken. BARRY: (Recalling the "Winter Boots" incident earlier) Yeah, I remember +you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. KEN: (To Vanessa) +Why does he talk again? VANESSA: Listen, you better go 'cause we're really busy +working. KEN: But it's our yogurt night! VANESSA: (Holding door open for Ken) +Bye-bye. KEN: (Yelling) Why is yogurt night so difficult?! (Ken leaves and +Vanessa walks over to Barry. His workplace is a mess) VANESSA: You poor thing. +You two have been at this for hours! BARRY: Yes, and Adam here has been a huge +help. ADAM: - Frosting... - How many sugars? ==BARRY== Just one. I try not to +use the competition. : So why are you helping me? VANESSA: Bees have good +qualities. : And it takes my mind off the shop. : Instead of flowers, people are +giving balloon bouquets now. BARRY: Those are great, if you're three. VANESSA: +And artificial flowers. BARRY: - Oh, those just get me psychotic! VANESSA: - +Yeah, me too. : BARRY: Bent stingers, pointless pollination. ADAM: Bees must +hate those fake things! : Nothing worse than a daffodil that's had work done. : +Maybe this could make up for it a little bit. VANESSA: - This lawsuit's a pretty +big deal. BARRY: - I guess. ADAM: You sure you want to go through with it? +BARRY: Am I sure? When I'm done with the humans, they won't be able : to say, +"Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! (Flash forward in time and we are +watching the human news. The camera shows a crowd outside a courthouse) NEWS +REPORTER: It's an incredible scene here in downtown Manhattan, : where the world +anxiously waits, because for the first time in history, : we will hear for +ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. (We are no longer watching through a +news camera) ADAM: What have we gotten into here, Barry? BARRY: It's pretty big, +isn't it? ADAM== (Looking at the hundreds of people around the courthouse) I +can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. BARRY: You think +billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? SECURITY GUARD: +Everybody needs to stay behind the barricade. (A limousine drives up and a fat +man,Layton Montgomery, a honey industry owner gets out and walks past Barry) +ADAM: - What's the matter? BARRY: - I don't know, I just got a chill. (Fast +forward in time and everyone is in the court) MONTGOMERY: Well, if it isn't the +bee team. (To Honey Industry lawyers) You boys work on this? MAN: All rise! The +Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. JUDGE BUMBLETON: All right. Case number +4475, : Superior Court of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry : is +now in session. : Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies +collectively? MONTGOMERY: A privilege. JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson... you're +representing all the bees of the world? (Everyone looks closely, they are +waiting to see if a Bee can really talk) (Barry makes several buzzing sounds to +sound like a Bee) BARRY: I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. +JUDGE BUMBLBETON: Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. MONTGOMERY: +Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, : my grandmother was a simple woman. : Born on +a farm, she believed it was man's divine right : to benefit from the bounty of +nature God put before us. : If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson +imagines, : just think of what would it mean. : I would have to negotiate with +the silkworm : for the elastic in my britches! : Talking bee! (Montgomery walks +over and looks closely at Barry) : How do we know this isn't some sort of : +holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? : They could be using +laser beams! : Robotics! Ventriloquism! Cloning! For all we know, : he could be +on steroids! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson? BARRY: Ladies and gentlemen, there's +no trickery here. : I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. : +It's important to all bees. We invented it! : We make it. And we protect it with +our lives. : Unfortunately, there are some people in this room : who think they +can take it from us : 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this +is all over, : you'll see how, by taking our honey, you not only take everything +we have : but everything we are! JANET== (To Martin) I wish he'd dress like that +all the time. So nice! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Call your first witness. BARRY: So, Mr. +Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. KLAUSS VANDERHAYDEN: I +suppose so. BARRY: I see you also own Honeyburton and Honron! KLAUSS: Yes, they +provide beekeepers for our farms. BARRY: Beekeeper. I find that to be a very +disturbing term. : I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? KLAUSS: +(Quietly) - No. BARRY: - I couldn't hear you. KLAUSS: - No. BARRY: - No. : +Because you don't free bees. You keep bees. Not only that, : it seems you +thought a bear would be an appropriate image for a jar of honey. KLAUSS: They're +very lovable creatures. : Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. BARRY: You mean +like this? (The bear from Over The Hedge barges in through the back door and it +is roaring and standing on its hind legs. It is thrashing its claws and people +are screaming. It is being held back by a guard who has the bear on a chain) : +(Pointing to the roaring bear) Bears kill bees! : How'd you like his head +crashing through your living room?! : Biting into your couch! Spitting out your +throw pillows! JUDGE BUMBLETON: OK, that's enough. Take him away. (The bear +stops roaring and thrashing and walks out) BARRY: So, Mr. Sting, thank you for +being here. Your name intrigues me. : - Where have I heard it before? MR. STING: +- I was with a band called The Police. BARRY: But you've never been a police +officer, have you? STING: No, I haven't. BARRY: No, you haven't. And so here we +have yet another example : of bee culture casually stolen by a human : for +nothing more than a prance-about stage name. STING: Oh, please. BARRY: Have you +ever been stung, Mr. Sting? : Because I'm feeling a little stung, Sting. : Or +should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! MONTGOMERY: That's not his real name?! You +idiots! BARRY: Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on : your Emmy win for +a guest spot on ER in 2005. RAY LIOTTA: Thank you. Thank you. BARRY: I see from +your resume that you're devilishly handsome : with a churning inner turmoil +that's ready to blow. RAY LIOTTA: I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? BARRY: Not +yet it isn't. But is this what it's come to for you? : Exploiting tiny, helpless +bees so you don't : have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir? RAY +LIOTTA: Watch it, Benson! I could blow right now! BARRY: This isn't a goodfella. +This is a badfella! (Ray Liotta looses it and tries to grab Barry) RAY LIOTTA: +Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! JUDGE +BUMBLETON: - Order in this court! RAY LIOTTA: - You're all thinking it! (Judge +Bumbleton starts banging her gavel) JUDGE BUMBLETON: Order! Order, I say! RAY +LIOTTA: - Say it! MAN: - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! (We see a montage of +magazines which feature the court case) (Flash forward in time and Barry is back +home with Vanessa) BARRY: I think it was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in +like that. VANESSA: I think the jury's on our side. BARRY: Are we doing +everything right,you know, legally? VANESSA: I'm a florist. BARRY: Right. Well, +here's to a great team. VANESSA: To a great team! (Ken walks in from work. He +sees Barry and he looks upset when he sees Barry clinking his glass with +Vanessa) KEN: Well, hello. VANESSA: - Oh, Ken! BARRY: - Hello! VANESSA: I didn't +think you were coming. : No, I was just late. I tried to call, but... (Ken holds +up his phone and flips it open. The phone has no charge) ...the battery... +VANESSA: I didn't want all this to go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he +was free. KEN: Oh, that was lucky. (Ken sits down at the table across from Barry +and Vanessa leaves the room) VANESSA: There's a little left. I could heat it up. +KEN: (Not taking his eyes off Barry) Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. BARRY: So +I hear you're quite a tennis player. : I'm not much for the game myself. The +ball's a little grabby. KEN: That's where I usually sit. Right... (Points to +where Barry is sitting) there. VANESSA: (Calling from other room) Ken, Barry was +looking at your resume, : and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks +isn't really a special skill. KEN: (To Barry) You think I don't see what you're +doing? BARRY: I know how hard it is to find the right job. We have that in +common. KEN: Do we? BARRY: Bees have 100 percent employment, but we do jobs like +taking the crud out. KEN: (Menacingly) That's just what I was thinking about +doing. (Ken reaches for a fork on the table but knocks if on the floor. He goes +to pick it up) VANESSA: Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope +that was all right. (Ken quickly rises back up after hearing this but hits his +head on the table and yells) BARRY: I'm going to drain the old stinger. KEN: +Yeah, you do that. (Barry flies past Ken to get to the bathroom and Ken freaks +out, splashing some of the wine he was using to cool his head in his eyes. He +yells in anger) (Barry looks at the magazines featuring his victories in court) +BARRY: Look at that. (Barry flies into the bathroom) (He puts his hand on his +head but this makes hurts him and makes him even madder. He yells again) (Barry +is washing his hands in the sink but then Ken walks in) KEN: You know, you know +I've just about had it (Closes bathroom door behind him) with your little mind +games. (Ken is menacingly rolling up a magazine) BARRY: (Backing away) - What's +that? KEN: - Italian Vogue. BARRY: Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. KEN: It's a +lot of ads. BARRY: Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than +mine? KEN: That's funny, I just can't seem to recall that! (Ken smashes +everything off the sink with the magazine and Barry narrowly escapes) (Ken +follows Barry around and tries to hit him with the magazine but he keeps +missing) (Ken gets a spray bottle) : I think something stinks in here! BARRY: +(Enjoying the spray) I love the smell of flowers. (Ken holds a lighter in front +of the spray bottle) KEN: How do you like the smell of flames?! BARRY: Not as +much. (Ken fires his make-shift flamethrower but misses Barry, burning the +bathroom. He torches the whole room but looses his footing and falls into the +bathtub. After getting hit in the head by falling objects 3 times he picks up +the shower head, revealing a Water bug hiding under it) WATER BUG: Water bug! +Not taking sides! (Barry gets up out of a pile of bathroom supplies and he is +wearing a chapstick hat) BARRY: Ken, I'm wearing a Chapstick hat! This is +pathetic! (Ken switches the shower head to lethal) KEN: I've got issues! (Ken +sprays Barry with the shower head and he crash lands into the toilet) (Ken +menacingly looks down into the toilet at Barry) Well, well, well, a royal flush! +BARRY: - You're bluffing. KEN: - Am I? (flushes toilet) (Barry grabs a chapstick +from the toilet seat and uses it to surf in the flushing toilet) BARRY: Surf's +up, dude! (Barry flies out of the toilet on the chapstick and sprays Ken's face +with the toilet water) : EW,Poo water! BARRY: That bowl is gnarly. KEN: (Aiming +a toilet cleaner at Barry) Except for those dirty yellow rings! (Barry cowers +and covers his head and Vanessa runs in and takes the toilet cleaner from Ken +just before he hits Barry) VANESSA: Kenneth! What are you doing?! KEN== (Leaning +towards Barry) You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! VANESSA: We +need to talk! (Vanessa pulls Ken out of the bathroom) : He's just a little bee! +: And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! KEN: Long time? +What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? VANESSA: No, but +there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! KEN: Fine! +Talking bees, no yogurt night... : My nerves are fried from riding on this +emotional roller coaster! VANESSA: Goodbye, Ken. (Ken huffs and walks out and +slams the door. But suddenly he walks back in and stares at Barry) : And for +your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners MADE BY MAN! (Ken +leaves again and Vanessa leans in towards Barry) VANESSA: I'm sorry about all +that. (Ken walks back in again) KEN: I know it's got an aftertaste! I LIKE IT! +(Ken leaves for the last time) VANESSA: I always felt there was some kind of +barrier between Ken and me. : I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. : Are you OK for +the trial? BARRY: I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. (Flash forward +in time and Barry, Adam, and Vanessa are back in court) MONTGOMERY-- We would +like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. ADAM: Good idea! You can really +see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... (Barry stares at Adam) +...Yeah. LAWYER: Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's +gonna be all over. MONTGOMERY: Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn +this jury around : is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. (To +lawyer) - You got the tweezers? LAWYER: - Are you allergic? MONTGOMERY: Only to +losing, son. Only to losing. : Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd +all like to know. : What exactly is your relationship (Points to Vanessa) : to +that woman? BARRY: We're friends. MONTGOMERY: - Good friends? BARRY: - Yes. +MONTGOMERY: How good? Do you live together? ADAM: Wait a minute... : MONTGOMERY: +Are you her little... : ...bedbug? (Adam's stinger starts vibrating. He is +agitated) I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, : doesn't +your queen give birth to all the bee children? BARRY: - Yeah, but... MONTGOMERY: +(Pointing at Janet and Martin) - So those aren't your real parents! JANET: - Oh, +Barry... BARRY: - Yes, they are! ADAM: Hold me back! (Vanessa tries to hold Adam +back. He wants to sting Montgomery) MONTGOMERY: You're an illegitimate bee, +aren't you, Benson? ADAM: He's denouncing bees! MONTGOMERY: Don't y'all date +your cousins? (Montgomery leans over on the jury stand and stares at Adam) +VANESSA: - Objection! (Vanessa raises her hand to object but Adam gets free. He +flies straight at Montgomery) =ADAM: - I'm going to pincushion this guy! BARRY: +Adam, don't! It's what he wants! (Adam stings Montgomery in the butt and he +starts thrashing around) MONTGOMERY: Oh, I'm hit!! : Oh, lordy, I am hit! JUDGE +BUMBLETON: (Banging gavel) Order! Order! MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting) The venom! +The venom is coursing through my veins! : I have been felled by a winged beast +of destruction! : You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped +savages! : Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! BARRY: - Adam, +stay with me. ADAM: - I can't feel my legs. MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting and +throwing his body around the room) What angel of mercy will come forward to suck +the poison : from my heaving buttocks? JUDGE BUMLBETON: I will have order in +this court. Order! : Order, please! (Flash forward in time and we see a human +news reporter) NEWS REPORTER: The case of the honeybees versus the human race : +took a pointed turn against the bees : yesterday when one of their legal team +stung Layton T. Montgomery. (Adam is laying in a hospital bed and Barry flies in +to see him) BARRY: - Hey, buddy. ADAM: - Hey. BARRY: - Is there much pain? ADAM: +- Yeah. : I... : I blew the whole case, didn't I? BARRY: It doesn't matter. What +matters is you're alive. You could have died. ADAM: I'd be better off dead. Look +at me. (A small plastic sword is replaced as Adam's stinger) They got it from +the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. : Look, there's a little celery +still on it. (Flicks off the celery and sighs) BARRY: What was it like to sting +someone? ADAM: I can't explain it. It was all... : All adrenaline and then... +and then ecstasy! BARRY: ...All right. ADAM: You think it was all a trap? BARRY: +Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. : What were we thinking? Look +at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. ADAM: What will the humans do +to us if they win? BARRY: I don't know. ADAM: I hear they put the roaches in +motels. That doesn't sound so bad. BARRY: Adam, they check in, but they don't +check out! ADAM: Oh, my. (Coughs) Could you get a nurse to close that window? +BARRY: - Why? ADAM: - The smoke. (We can see that two humans are smoking +cigarettes outside) : Bees don't smoke. BARRY: Right. Bees don't smoke. : Bees +don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. : That's it! That's our case! ADAM: It +is? It's not over? BARRY: Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. : Get back to +the court and stall. Stall any way you can. (Flash forward in time and Adam is +making a paper boat in the courtroom) ADAM: And assuming you've done step 29 +correctly, you're ready for the tub! (We see that the jury have each made their +own paper boats after being taught how by Adam. They all look confused) JUDGE +BUMBLETON: Mr. Flayman. ADAM: Yes? Yes, Your Honor! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Where is +the rest of your team? ADAM: (Continues stalling) Well, Your Honor, it's +interesting. : Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, : and as a result, we don't +make very good time. : I actually heard a funny story about... MONTGOMERY: Your +Honor, haven't these ridiculous bugs : taken up enough of this court's valuable +time? : How much longer will we allow these absurd shenanigans to go on? : They +have presented no compelling evidence to support their charges : against my +clients, who run legitimate businesses. : I move for a complete dismissal of +this entire case! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going : to have +to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. ADAM: But you can't! We have a terrific +case. MONTGOMERY: Where is your proof? Where is the evidence? : Show me the +smoking gun! BARRY: (Barry flies in through the door) Hold it, Your Honor! You +want a smoking gun? : Here is your smoking gun. (Vanessa walks in holding a bee +smoker. She sets it down on the Judge's podium) JUDGE BUMBLETON: What is that? +BARRY: It's a bee smoker! MONTGOMERY: (Picks up smoker) What, this? This +harmless little contraption? : This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. +(Montgomery accidentally fires it at the bees in the crowd and they faint and +cough) (Dozens of reporters start taking pictures of the suffering bees) BARRY: +Look at what has happened : to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" +: Is this what nature intended for us? : To be forcibly addicted to smoke +machines : and man-made wooden slat work camps? : Living out our lives as honey +slaves to the white man? (Barry points to the honey industry owners. One of them +is an African American so he awkwardly separates himself from the others) +LAWYER: - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. BARRY: Ladies +and gentlemen, please, free these bees! ADAM AND VANESSA: Free the bees! Free +the bees! BEES IN CROWD: Free the bees! HUMAN JURY: Free the bees! Free the +bees! JUDGE BUMBLETON: The court finds in favor of the bees! BARRY: Vanessa, we +won! VANESSA: I knew you could do it! High-five! (Vanessa hits Barry hard +because her hand is too big) : Sorry. BARRY: (Overjoyed) I'm OK! You know what +this means? : All the honey will finally belong to the bees. : Now we won't have +to work so hard all the time. MONTGOMERY: This is an unholy perversion of the +balance of nature, Benson. : You'll regret this. (Montgomery leaves and Barry +goes outside the courtroom. Several reporters start asking Barry questions) +REPORTER 1#: Barry, how much honey is out there? BARRY: All right. One at a +time. REPORTER 2#: Barry, who are you wearing? BARRY: My sweater is Ralph +Lauren, and I have no pants. (Barry flies outside with the paparazzi and Adam +and Vanessa stay back) ADAM: (To Vanessa) - What if Montgomery's right? Vanessa: +- What do you mean? ADAM: We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million +years. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to a man) BUSINESS MAN: +Congratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? BARRY: +First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. (As Barry is +talking we see a montage of men putting "closed" tape over the work camps and +freeing the bees in the crappy apartments) Then we want back the honey that was +ours to begin with, : every last drop. (Men in suits are pushing all the honey +of the aisle and into carts) We demand an end to the glorification of the bear +as anything more (We see a statue of a bear-shaped honey container being pulled +down by bees) than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. : We're all aware +of what they do in the woods. (We see Winnie the Pooh sharing his honey with +Piglet in the cross-hairs of a high-tech sniper rifle) BARRY: (Looking through +binoculars) Wait for my signal. : Take him out. (Winnie gets hit by a +tranquilizer dart and dramatically falls off the log he was standing on, his +tongue hanging out. Piglet looks at Pooh in fear and the Sniper takes the +honey.) SNIPER: He'll have nausea for a few hours, then he'll be fine. (Flash +forward in time) BARRY: And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... +(Mr. Sting is sitting at home until he is taken out of his house by the men in +suits) STING: But it's just a prance-about stage name! BARRY: ...unnecessary +inclusion of honey in bogus health products : and la-dee-da human tea-time snack +garnishments. (An old lady is mixing honey into her tea but suddenly men in +suits smash her face down on the table and take the honey) OLD LADY: Can't +breathe. (A honey truck pulls up to Barry's hive) WORKER: Bring it in, boys! : +Hold it right there! Good. : Tap it. (Tons of honey is being pumped into the +hive's storage) BEE WORKER 1#: (Honey overflows from the cup) Mr. Buzzwell, we +just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! : - I think we need to +shut down! =BEE WORKER #2= - Shut down? We've never shut down. : Shut down honey +production! DEAN BUZZWELL: Stop making honey! (The bees all leave their +stations. Two bees run into a room and they put the keys into a machine) Turn +your key, sir! (Two worker bees dramatically turn their keys, which opens the +button which they press, shutting down the honey-making machines. This is the +first time this has ever happened) BEE: ...What do we do now? (Flash forward in +time and a Bee is about to jump into a pool full of honey) Cannonball! (The bee +gets stuck in the honey and we get a short montage of Bees leaving work) (We see +the Pollen Jocks flying but one of them gets a call on his antenna) LOU LU DUVA: +(Through "phone") We're shutting honey production! : Mission abort. POLLEN JOCK +#1: Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. (The Pollen Jocks +fly back to the hive) (We get a time lapse of Central Park slowly wilting away +as the bees all relax) BARRY: Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out +there. ADAM: Oh, yeah? BARRY: What's going on? Where is everybody? (The entire +street is deserted) : - Are they out celebrating? ADAM: - They're home. : They +don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. : I heard your Uncle Carl was on +his way to San Antonio with a cricket. BARRY: At least we got our honey back. +ADAM: Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? : It's +the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. : This +was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. : And +now... : Now I can't. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to Vanessa) +BARRY: I don't understand why they're not happy. : I thought their lives would +be better! : They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. +VANESSA: You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? BARRY: - What did you +want to show me? (Vanessa takes Barry to the rooftop where they first had coffee +and points to her store) VANESSA: - This. (Points at her flowers. They are all +grey and wilting) BARRY: What happened here? VANESSA: That is not the half of +it. (Small flash forward in time and Vanessa and Barry are on the roof of her +store and she points to Central Park) (We see that Central Park is no longer +green and colorful, rather it is grey, brown, and dead-like. It is very +depressing to look at) BARRY: Oh, no. Oh, my. : They're all wilting. VANESSA: +Doesn't look very good, does it? BARRY: No. VANESSA: And whose fault do you +think that is? BARRY: You know, I'm gonna guess bees. VANESSA== (Staring at +Barry) Bees? BARRY: Specifically, me. : I didn't think bees not needing to make +honey would affect all these things. VANESSA: It's not just flowers. Fruits, +vegetables, they all need bees. BARRY: That's our whole SAT test right there. +VANESSA: Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. : And then, +of course... BARRY: The human species? : So if there's no more pollination, : it +could all just go south here, couldn't it? VANESSA: I know this is also partly +my fault. BARRY: How about a suicide pact? VANESSA: How do we do it? BARRY: - +I'll sting you, you step on me. VANESSA: - That just kills you twice. BARRY: +Right, right. VANESSA: Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. (Vanessa +leaves) BARRY: (To himself) I had to open my mouth and talk. : Vanessa? : +Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? (Vanessa is getting into a +taxi) VANESSA: To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. : They've +moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. : It's the last +chance I'll ever have to see it. BARRY: Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I +never meant it to turn out like this. VANESSA: I know. Me neither. (The taxi +starts to drive away) BARRY: Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. : Wait +a minute. Roses. Roses? : Roses! : Vanessa! (Barry flies after the Taxi) +VANESSA: Roses?! : Barry? (Barry is flying outside the window of the taxi) +BARRY: - Roses are flowers! VANESSA: - Yes, they are. BARRY: Flowers, bees, +pollen! VANESSA: I know. That's why this is the last parade. BARRY: Maybe not. +Could you ask him to slow down? VANESSA: Could you slow down? (The taxi driver +screeches to a stop and Barry keeps flying forward) : Barry! (Barry flies back +to the window) BARRY: OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all +my fault. VANESSA: Yes, it kind of is. BARRY: I've ruined the planet. I wanted +to help you : with the flower shop. I've made it worse. VANESSA: Actually, it's +completely closed down. BARRY: I thought maybe you were remodeling. : But I have +another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. VANESSA: I don't +want to hear it! BARRY: All right, they have the roses, the roses have the +pollen. : I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. : All we gotta do +is get what they've got back here with what we've got. : - Bees. VANESSA: - +Park. BARRY: - Pollen! VANESSA: - Flowers. BARRY: - Re-pollination! VANESSA: - +Across the nation! : Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, California. : They've got +nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. : Security will be tight. BARRY: I +have an idea. (Flash forward in time. Vanessa is about to board a plane which +has all the Roses on board. VANESSA: Vanessa Bloome, FTD. (Holds out badge) : +Official floral business. It's real. SECURITY GUARD: Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. +=VANESSA== Thank you. It was a gift. (Barry is revealed to be hiding inside the +brooch) (Flash back in time and Barry and Vanessa are discussing their plan) +BARRY: Once inside, we just pick the right float. VANESSA: How about The +Princess and the Pea? : I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! +BARRY: Yes, I got it. : - Where should I sit? GUARD: - What are you? BARRY: - I +believe I'm the pea. GUARD: - The pea? VANESSA: It goes under the mattresses. +GUARD: - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. VANESSA: +You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! : Let's see what this baby'll do. +(Vanessa drives the float through traffic) GUARD: Hey, what are you doing?! +BARRY== Then all we do is blend in with traffic... : ...without arousing +suspicion. : Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. (Flash forward in time +and Barry and Vanessa are about to get on a plane) SECURITY GUARD: Stop! +Security. : - You and your insect pack your float? VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY +GUARD: Has it been in your possession the entire time? VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY +GUARD: Would you remove your shoes? (To Barry) - Remove your stinger. BARRY: - +It's part of me. SECURITY GUARD: I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your +flight. (Barry plotting with Vanessa) BARRY: Then if we're lucky, we'll have +just enough pollen to do the job. (Flash forward in time and Barry and Vanessa +are flying on the plane) Can you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough +pollen to do the job! VANESSA: I think this is gonna work. BARRY: It's got to +work. CAPTAIN SCOTT: (On intercom) Attention, passengers, this is Captain Scott. +: We have a bit of bad weather in New York. : It looks like we'll experience a +couple hours delay. VANESSA: Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll +never make it. BARRY: I gotta get up there and talk to them. VANESSA== Be +careful. (Barry flies right outside the cockpit door) BARRY: Can I get help with +the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear +hair trimmer. (The flight attendant opens the door and walks out and Barry flies +into the cockpit unseen) BARRY: Captain, I'm in a real situation. CAPTAIN SCOTT: +- What'd you say, Hal? CO-PILOT HAL: - Nothing. (Scott notices Barry and freaks +out) CAPTAIN SCOTT: Bee! BARRY: No,no,no, Don't freak out! My entire species... +(Captain Scott gets out of his seat and tries to suck Barry into a handheld +vacuum) HAL: (To Scott) What are you doing? (Barry lands on Hals hair but Scott +sees him. He tries to suck up Barry but instead he sucks up Hals toupee) CAPTAIN +SCOTT: Uh-oh. BARRY: - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! HAL: (Hal doesn't know +Barry is on his head) - Who's an attorney? CAPTAIN SCOTT: Don't move. (Scott +hits Hal in the face with the vacuum in an attempt to hit Barry. Hal is knocked +out and he falls on the life raft button which launches an infalatable boat into +Scott, who gets knocked out and falls to the floor. They are both uncounscious.) +BARRY: (To himself) Oh, Barry. BARRY: (On intercom, with a Southern accent) Good +afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. : Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in +24B please report to the cockpit? (Vanessa looks confused) (Normal accent) +...And please hurry! (Vanessa opens the door and sees the life raft and the +uncounscious pilots) VANESSA: What happened here? BARRY: I tried to talk to +them, but then there was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. : Now +one's bald, one's in a boat, and they're both unconscious! VANESSA: ...Is that +another bee joke? BARRY: - No! : No one's flying the plane! BUD DITCHWATER: +(Through radio on plane) This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your +status? VANESSA: This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. BUD: +Where's the pilot? VANESSA: He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. BUD: Not +good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience? BARRY: As a matter of fact, +there is. BUD: - Who's that? BARRY: - Barry Benson. BUD: From the honey trial?! +Oh, great. BARRY: Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. : It's got +giant wings, huge engines. VANESSA: I can't fly a plane. BARRY: - Why not? Isn't +John Travolta a pilot? VANESSA: - Yes. BARRY: How hard could it be? (Vanessa +sits down and flies for a little bit but we see lightning clouds outside the +window) VANESSA: Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. (An ominous +lightning storm looms in front of the plane) (We are now watching the Bee News) +BOB BUMBLE: This is Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK +Airport, : where a suspenseful scene is developing. : Barry Benson, fresh from +his legal victory... ADAM: That's Barry! BOB BUMBLE: ...is attempting to land a +plane, loaded with people, flowers : and an incapacitated flight crew. JANET, +MARTIN, UNCLE CAR AND ADAM: Flowers?! (The scene switches to the human news) +REPORTER: (Talking with Bob Bumble) We have a storm in the area and two +individuals at the controls : with absolutely no flight experience. BOB BUMBLE: +Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. BUD: I'm quite familiar with Mr. +Benson and his no-account compadres. : They've done enough damage. REPORTER: But +isn't he your only hope? BUD: Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at +all. : Their wings are too small... BARRY: (Through radio) Haven't we heard this +a million times? : "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no +sense."... BOB BUMBLE: - Get this on the air! BEE: - Got it. BEE NEWS CREW: - +Stand by. BEE NEWS CREW: - We're going live! BARRY: (Through radio on TV) ...The +way we work may be a mystery to you. : Making honey takes a lot of bees doing a +lot of small jobs. : But let me tell you about a small job. : If you do it well, +it makes a big difference. : More than we realized. To us, to everyone. : That's +why I want to get bees back to working together. : That's the bee way! We're not +made of Jell-O. : We get behind a fellow. : - Black and yellow! BEES: - Hello! +(The scene switches and Barry is teaching Vanessa how to fly) BARRY: Left, +right, down, hover. VANESSA: - Hover? BARRY: - Forget hover. VANESSA: This isn't +so hard. (Pretending to honk the horn) Beep-beep! Beep-beep! (A Lightning bolt +hits the plane and autopilot turns off) Barry, what happened?! BARRY: Wait, I +think we were on autopilot the whole time. VANESSA: - That may have been helping +me. BARRY: - And now we're not! VANESSA: So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. +(The plane plummets but we see Lou Lu Duva and the Pollen Jocks, along with +multiple other bees flying towards the plane) Lou Lu DUva: All of you, let's get +behind this fellow! Move it out! : Move out! (The scene switches back to Vanessa +and Barry in the plane) BARRY: Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy +me with the wings of the plane! (Barry sticks out his arms like an airplane and +flys in front of Vanessa's face) VANESSA: Don't have to yell. BARRY: I'm not +yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. VANESSA: It's very hard to concentrate with +that panicky tone in your voice! BARRY: It's not a tone. I'm panicking! VANESSA: +I can't do this! (Barry slaps Vanessa) BARRY: Vanessa, pull yourself together. +You have to snap out of it! VANESSA: (Slaps Barry) You snap out of it. BARRY: +(Slaps Vanessa) : You snap out of it. VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - +You snap out of it! (We see that all the Pollen Jocks are flying under the +plane) VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! VANESSA: - +You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! VANESSA: - Hold it! BARRY: - +Why? Come on, it's my turn. VANESSA: How is the plane flying? (The plane is now +safely flying) VANESSA: I don't know. (Barry's antennae rings like a phone. +Barry picks up) BARRY: Hello? LOU LU DUVA: (Through "phone") Benson, got any +flowers for a happy occasion in there? (All of the Pollen Jocks are carrying the +plane) BARRY: The Pollen Jocks! : They do get behind a fellow. LOU LU DUVA: - +Black and yellow. POLLEN JOCKS: - Hello. LOU LU DUVA: All right, let's drop this +tin can on the blacktop. BARRY: Where? I can't see anything. Can you? VANESSA: +No, nothing. It's all cloudy. : Come on. You got to think bee, Barry. BARRY: - +Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. (On the runway there are millions of bees laying +on their backs) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: Wait a +minute. I think I'm feeling something. VANESSA: - What? BARRY: - I don't know. +It's strong, pulling me. : Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. : Bring the nose +down. BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! CONTROL TOWER OPERATOR: - +What in the world is on the tarmac? BUD: - Get some lights on that! (It is +revealed that all the bees are organized into a giant pulsating flower +formation) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: - Vanessa, aim +for the flower. VANESSA: - OK. BARRY: Out the engines. We're going in on bee +power. Ready, boys? LOU LU DUVA: Affirmative! BARRY: Good. Good. Easy, now. +That's it. : Land on that flower! : Ready? Full reverse! : Spin it around! (The +plane's nose is pointed at a flower painted on a nearby plane) - Not that +flower! The other one! VANESSA: - Which one? BARRY: - That flower. (The plane is +now pointed at a fat guy in a flowered shirt. He freaks out and tries to take a +picture of the plane) VANESSA: - I'm aiming at the flower! BARRY: That's a fat +guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of +bees! (The plane hovers over the bee-flower) : Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. +: Rotate around it. VANESSA: - This is insane, Barry! BARRY: - This's the only +way I know how to fly. BUD: Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an +insect-like pattern? (The plane is unrealistically hovering and spinning over +the bee-flower) BARRY: Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full +reverse! : Just drop it. Be a part of it. : Aim for the center! : Now drop it +in! Drop it in, woman! : Come on, already. (The bees scatter and the plane +safely lands) VANESSA: Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly! BARRY: - Yes! +(Vanessa is about to high-five Barry) No high-five! VANESSA: - Right. ADAM: +Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? BARRY: What giant flower? Where? +Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! ADAM: - Thank you. BARRY: - But +we're not done yet. : Listen, everyone! : This runway is covered with the last +pollen : from the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. : That means this is +our last chance. : We're the only ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and +dress like this. : If we're gonna survive as a species, this is our moment! What +do you say? : Are we going to be bees, or just Museum of Natural History +keychains? BEES: We're bees! BEE WHO LIKES KEYCHAINS: Keychain! BARRY: Then +follow me! Except Keychain. POLLEN JOCK #1: Hold on, Barry. Here. : You've +earned this. BARRY: Yeah! : I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I +gotta do are the sleeves. (The Pollen Jocks throw Barry a nectar-collecting gun. +Barry catches it) Oh, yeah. JANET: That's our Barry. (Barry and the Pollen Jocks +get pollen from the flowers on the plane) (Flash forward in time and the Pollen +Jocks are flying over NYC) : (Barry pollinates the flowers in Vanessa's shop and +then heads to Central Park) BOY IN PARK: Mom! The bees are back! ADAM: (Putting +on his Krelman hat) If anybody needs to make a call, now's the time. : I got a +feeling we'll be working late tonight! (The bee honey factories are back up and +running) (Meanwhile at Vanessa's shop) VANESSA: (To customer) Here's your +change. Have a great afternoon! Can I help who's next? : Would you like some +honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. (There is a room in the +shop where Barry does legal work for other animals. He is currently talking with +a Cow) COW: Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a nickel! : +Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! BARRY: I had no idea. VANESSA: +Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? BARRY: Would you excuse me? My mosquito +associate will help you. MOOSEBLOOD: Sorry I'm late. COW: He's a lawyer too? +MOOSEBLOOD: Ma'am, I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a +briefcase. VANESSA: Have a great afternoon! : Barry, I just got this huge tulip +order, and I can't get them anywhere. BARRY: No problem, Vannie. Just leave it +to me. VANESSA: You're a lifesaver, Barry. Can I help who's next? BARRY: All +right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. VANESSA: Thank you, Barry! (Ken walks +by on the sidewalk and sees the "bee-approved honey" in Vanessa's shop) KEN: +That bee is living my life!! ANDY: Let it go, Kenny. KEN: - When will this +nightmare end?! ANDY: - Let it all go. BARRY: - Beautiful day to fly. POLLEN +JOCK: - Sure is. BARRY: Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that +office. (Barry recreates the scene near the beginning of the movie where he +flies through the box kite. The movie fades to black and the credits being) +[--after credits; No scene can be seen but the characters can be heard talking +over the credits--] You have got to start thinking bee, my friend! : - Thinking +bee! - Me? BARRY: (Talking over singer) Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. +Hold it. : I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here? SINGER: Oh, +BarryBARRY: I'm not making a major life decision during a production number! +SINGER: All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys. BARRY: I had virtually +no rehearsal for that. diff --git a/my-website/public/vue/vue copy.vue b/my-website/public/vue/vue copy.vue new file mode 100644 index 0000000..61d5ee9 --- /dev/null +++ b/my-website/public/vue/vue copy.vue @@ -0,0 +1,1093 @@ +Bee Movie By Jerry Seinfeld NARRATOR: (Black screen with text; The sound of +buzzing bees can be heard) According to all known laws of aviation, : there is +no way a bee should be able to fly. : Its wings are too small to get its fat +little body off the ground. : The bee, of course, flies anyway : because bees +don't care what humans think is impossible. BARRY BENSON: (Barry is picking out +a shirt) Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. : Ooh, +black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. JANET BENSON: Barry! Breakfast is +ready! BARRY: Coming! : Hang on a second. (Barry uses his antenna like a phone) +: Hello? ADAM FLAYMAN: (Through phone) - Barry? BARRY: - Adam? ADAM: - Can you +believe this is happening? BARRY: - I can't. I'll pick you up. (Barry flies down +the stairs) : MARTIN BENSON: Looking sharp. JANET: Use the stairs. Your father +paid good money for those. BARRY: Sorry. I'm excited. MARTIN: Here's the +graduate. We're very proud of you, son. : A perfect report card, all B's. JANET: +Very proud. (Rubs Barry's hair) BARRY= Ma! I got a thing going here. JANET: - +You got lint on your fuzz. BARRY: - Ow! That's me! JANET: - Wave to us! We'll be +in row 118,000. - Bye! (Barry flies out the door) JANET: Barry, I told you, stop +flying in the house! (Barry drives through the hive,and is waved at by Adam who +is reading a newspaper) BARRY== - Hey, Adam. ADAM: - Hey, Barry. (Adam gets in +Barry's car) : - Is that fuzz gel? BARRY: - A little. Special day, graduation. +ADAM: Never thought I'd make it. (Barry pulls away from the house and continues +driving) BARRY: Three days grade school, three days high school... ADAM: Those +were awkward. BARRY: Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked +around the hive. ADAM== You did come back different. (Barry and Adam pass by +Artie, who is jogging) ARTIE: - Hi, Barry! BARRY: - Artie, growing a mustache? +Looks good. ADAM: - Hear about Frankie? BARRY: - Yeah. ADAM== - You going to the +funeral? BARRY: - No, I'm not going to his funeral. : Everybody knows, sting +someone, you die. : Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. ADAM: I guess +he could have just gotten out of the way. (The car does a barrel roll on the +loop-shaped bridge and lands on the highway) : I love this incorporating an +amusement park into our regular day. BARRY: I guess that's why they say we don't +need vacations. (Barry parallel parks the car and together they fly over the +graduating students) Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. (Barry +and Adam sit down and put on their hats) : - Well, Adam, today we are men. ADAM: +- We are! BARRY= - Bee-men. =ADAM= - Amen! BARRY AND ADAM: Hallelujah! (Barry +and Adam both have a happy spasm) ANNOUNCER: Students, faculty, distinguished +bees, : please welcome Dean Buzzwell. DEAN BUZZWELL: Welcome, New Hive Oity +graduating class of... : ...9: : That concludes our ceremonies. : And begins +your career at Honex Industries! ADAM: Will we pick our job today? (Adam and +Barry get into a tour bus) BARRY= I heard it's just orientation. (Tour buses +rise out of the ground and the students are automatically loaded into the buses) +TOUR GUIDE: Heads up! Here we go. ANNOUNCER: Keep your hands and antennas inside +the tram at all times. BARRY: - Wonder what it'll be like? ADAM: - A little +scary. TOUR GUIDE== Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco : and a part of the +Hexagon Group. Barry: This is it! BARRY AND ADAM: Wow. BARRY: Wow. (The bus +drives down a road an on either side are the Bee's massive complicated +Honey-making machines) TOUR GUIDE: We know that you, as a bee, have worked your +whole life : to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. : Honey +begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. : Our +top-secret formula : is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and +bubble-contoured : into this soothing sweet syrup : with its distinctive golden +glow you know as... EVERYONE ON BUS: Honey! (The guide has been collecting honey +into a bottle and she throws it into the crowd on the bus and it is caught by a +girl in the back) ADAM: - That girl was hot. BARRY: - She's my cousin! ADAM== - +She is? BARRY: - Yes, we're all cousins. ADAM: - Right. You're right. TOUR +GUIDE: - At Honex, we constantly strive : to improve every aspect of bee +existence. : These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. (The bus +passes by a Bee wearing a helmet who is being smashed into the ground with +fly-swatters, newspapers and boots. He lifts a thumbs up but you can hear him +groan) : ADAM== - What do you think he makes? BARRY: - Not enough. TOUR GUIDE: +Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. (They pass by a turning wheel +with Bees standing on pegs, who are each wearing a finger-shaped hat) Barry: - +Wow, What does that do? TOUR GUIDE: - Catches that little strand of honey : that +hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. ADAM: (Intrigued) Can anyone work on +the Krelman? TOUR GUIDE: Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know +that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. : But choose carefully : +because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. (Everyone +claps except for Barry) BARRY: The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know +that. ADAM: What's the difference? TOUR GUIDE: You'll be happy to know that +bees, as a species, haven't had one day off : in 27 million years. BARRY: +(Upset) So you'll just work us to death? : We'll sure try. (Everyone on the bus +laughs except Barry. Barry and Adam are walking back home together) ADAM: Wow! +That blew my mind! BARRY: "What's the difference?" How can you say that? : One +job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. ADAM: I'm relieved. Now we +only have to make one decision in life. BARRY: But, Adam, how could they never +have told us that? ADAM: Why would you question anything? We're bees. : We're +the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. BARRY: You ever think maybe +things work a little too well here? ADAM: Like what? Give me one example. (Barry +and Adam stop walking and it is revealed to the audience that hundreds of cars +are speeding by and narrowly missing them in perfect unison) BARRY: I don't +know. But you know what I'm talking about. ANNOUNCER: Please clear the gate. +Royal Nectar Force on approach. BARRY: Wait a second. Check it out. (The Pollen +jocks fly in, circle around and landing in line) : - Hey, those are Pollen +Jocks! ADAM: - Wow. : I've never seen them this close. BARRY: They know what +it's like outside the hive. ADAM: Yeah, but some don't come back. GIRL BEES: - +Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! (The Pollen Jocks hook up their backpacks to machines +that pump the nectar to trucks, which drive away) LOU LO DUVA: You guys did +great! : You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! (Punching the Pollen +Jocks in joy) I love it! ADAM: - I wonder where they were. BARRY: - I don't +know. : Their day's not planned. : Outside the hive, flying who knows where, +doing who knows what. : You can't just decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to +be bred for that. ADAM== Right. (Barry and Adam are covered in some pollen that +floated off of the Pollen Jocks) BARRY: Look at that. That's more pollen than +you and I will see in a lifetime. ADAM: It's just a status symbol. Bees make too +much of it. BARRY: Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you +wearing it. (Barry waves at 2 girls standing a little away from them) ADAM== +Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? BARRY: Distant. Distant. POLLEN JOCK +#1: Look at these two. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Couple of Hive Harrys. POLLEN JOCK #1: +- Let's have fun with them. GIRL BEE #1: It must be dangerous being a Pollen +Jock. BARRY: Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! : He had a paw on +my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! (Slaps Adam with his hand to +represent his scenario) GIRL BEE #2: - Oh, my! BARRY: - I never thought I'd +knock him out. GIRL BEE #1: (Looking at Adam) What were you doing during this? +ADAM: Obviously I was trying to alert the authorities. BARRY: I can autograph +that. (The pollen jocks walk up to Barry and Adam, they pretend that Barry and +Adam really are pollen jocks.) POLLEN JOCK #1: A little gusty out there today, +wasn't it, comrades? BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #1: We're hitting a +sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. BARRY: - Six miles, huh? ADAM: - +Barry! POLLEN JOCK #2: A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. +BARRY: - Maybe I am. ADAM: - You are not! POLLEN JOCK #1: We're going 0900 at +J-Gate. : What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? BARRY: I might be. +It all depends on what 0900 means. (The scene cuts to Barry looking out on the +hive-city from his balcony at night) MARTIN: Hey, Honex! BARRY: Dad, you +surprised me. MARTIN: You decide what you're interested in? BARRY: - Well, +there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. : Do you ever get bored doing +the same job every day? MARTIN: Son, let me tell you about stirring. : You grab +that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. : You get +yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. BARRY: You know, Dad, the more I +think about it, : maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. MARTIN: You +were thinking of what, making balloon animals? : That's a bad job for a guy with +a stinger. : Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! JANET: - +Barry, you are so funny sometimes. BARRY: - I'm not trying to be funny. MARTIN: +You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! JANET: - You're +gonna be a stirrer? BARRY: - No one's listening to me! MARTIN: Wait till you see +the sticks I have. BARRY: I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant +tattoo! (Barry's parents don't listen to him and continue to ramble on) MARTIN: +Let's open some honey and celebrate! BARRY: Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave +my antennae. : Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody +"dawg"! JANET: I'm so proud. (The scene cuts to Barry and Adam waiting in line +to get a job) ADAM: - We're starting work today! BARRY: - Today's the day. ADAM: +Come on! All the good jobs will be gone. BARRY: Yeah, right. JOB LISTER: Pollen +counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... BEE IN FRONT +OF LINE: - Is it still available? JOB LISTER: - Hang on. Two left! : One of +them's yours! Congratulations! Step to the side. ADAM: - What'd you get? BEE IN +FRONT OF LINE: - Picking crud out. Stellar! (He walks away) ADAM: Wow! JOB +LISTER: Couple of newbies? ADAM: Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! JOB +LISTER: Make your choice. (Adam and Barry look up at the job board. There are +hundreds of constantly changing panels that contain available or unavailable +jobs. It looks very confusing) ADAM: - You want to go first? BARRY: - No, you +go. ADAM: Oh, my. What's available? JOB LISTER: Restroom attendant's open, not +for the reason you think. ADAM: - Any chance of getting the Krelman? JOB LISTER: +- Sure, you're on. (Puts the Krelman finger-hat on Adam's head) (Suddenly the +sign for Krelman closes out) : I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. (Takes +Adam's hat off) Wax monkey's always open. ADAM: The Krelman opened up again. : +What happened? JOB LISTER: A bee died. Makes an opening. See? He's dead. Another +dead one. : Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. : Dead from the neck up. Dead from +the neck down. That's life! ADAM: Oh, this is so hard! (Barry remembers what the +Pollen Jock offered him and he flies off) Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, +stirrer, : humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, +: mite wrangler. Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? (Adam turns around +and sees Barry flying away) : Barry! POLLEN JOCK: All right, we've got the +sunflower patch in quadrant nine... ADAM: (Through phone) What happened to you? +Where are you? BARRY: - I'm going out. ADAM: - Out? Out where? BARRY: - Out +there. ADAM: - Oh, no! BARRY: I have to, before I go to work for the rest of my +life. ADAM: You're gonna die! You're crazy! (Barry hangs up) Hello? POLLEN JOCK +#2: Another call coming in. : If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli +on 83rd : that gets their roses today. BARRY: Hey, guys. POLLEN JOCK #1 == - +Look at that. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? LOU LO +DUVA: Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. POLLEN JOCK #1: It's OK, Lou. +We're gonna take him up. (Puts hand on Barry's shoulder) LOU LO DUVA: (To Barry) +Really? Feeling lucky, are you? BEE WITH CLIPBOARD: (To Barry) Sign here, here. +Just initial that. : - Thank you. LOU LO DUVA: - OK. : You got a rain advisory +today, : and as you all know, bees cannot fly in rain. : So be careful. As +always, watch your brooms, : hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears and bats. : Also, +I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. : Murphy's in a home +because of it, babbling like a cicada! BARRY: - That's awful. LOU LO DUVA: +(Still talking through megaphone) - And a reminder for you rookies, : bee law +number one, absolutely no talking to humans! : All right, launch positions! +POLLEN JOCKS: (The Pollen Jocks run into formation) : Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! +Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! LOU LU DUVA: Black and yellow! +POLLEN JOCKS: Hello! POLLEN JOCK #1: (To Barry)You ready for this, hot shot? +BARRY: Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. POLLEN JOCK's: Wind, check. : - Antennae, check. +- Nectar pack, check. : - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. BARRY: Scared out of +my shorts, check. LOU LO DUVA: OK, ladies, : let's move it out! : Pound those +petunias, you striped stem-suckers! : All of you, drain those flowers! (The +pollen jocks fly out of the hive) BARRY: Wow! I'm out! : I can't believe I'm +out! : So blue. : I feel so fast and free! : Box kite! (Barry flies through the +kite) : Wow! : Flowers! (A pollen jock puts on some high tech goggles that shows +flowers similar to heat sink goggles.) POLLEN JOCK: This is Blue Leader. We have +roses visual. : Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. : Roses! POLLEN JOCK #1: 30 +degrees, roger. Bringing it around. : Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of +a kick. (The pollen jock fires a high-tech gun at the flower, shooting tubes +that suck up the nectar from the flower and collects it into a pouch on the gun) +BARRY: That is one nectar collector! POLLEN JOCK #1== - Ever see pollination up +close? BARRY: - No, sir. POLLEN JOCK #1: (Barry and the Pollen jock fly over the +field, the pollen jock sprinkles pollen as he goes) : I pick up some pollen +here, sprinkle it over here. Maybe a dash over there, : a pinch on that one. See +that? It's a little bit of magic. BARRY: That's amazing. Why do we do that? +POLLEN JOCK #1: That's pollen power. More pollen, more flowers, more nectar, +more honey for us. BARRY: Cool. POLLEN JOCK #1: I'm picking up a lot of bright +yellow. could be daisies. Don't we need those? POLLEN JOCK #2: Copy that visual. +: Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on the move. POLLEN JOCK #1: Say again? +You're reporting a moving flower? POLLEN JOCK #2: Affirmative. (The Pollen jocks +land near the "flowers" which, to the audience are obviously just tennis balls) +KEN: (In the distance) That was on the line! POLLEN JOCK #1: This is the +coolest. What is it? POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't know, but I'm loving this color. : +It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. POLLEN JOCK #1: Yeah, fuzzy. +(Sticks his hand on the ball but it gets stuck) POLLEN JOCK #3== Chemical-y. +(The pollen jock finally gets his hand free from the tennis ball) POLLEN JOCK +#1: Careful, guys. It's a little grabby. (The pollen jocks turn around and see +Barry lying his entire body on top of one of the tennis balls) POLLEN JOCK #2: +My sweet lord of bees! POLLEN JOCK #3: Candy-brain, get off there! POLLEN JOCK +#1: (Pointing upwards) Problem! (A human hand reaches down and grabs the tennis +ball that Barry is stuck to) BARRY: - Guys! POLLEN JOCK #2: - This could be bad. +POLLEN JOCK #3: Affirmative. (Vanessa Bloome starts bouncing the tennis ball, +not knowing Barry is stick to it) BARRY== Very close. : Gonna hurt. : Mama's +little boy. (Barry is being hit back and forth by two humans playing tennis. He +is still stuck to the ball) POLLEN JOCK #1: You are way out of position, rookie! +KEN: Coming in at you like a MISSILE! (Barry flies past the pollen jocks, still +stuck to the ball) BARRY: (In slow motion) Help me! POLLEN JOCK #2: I don't +think these are flowers. POLLEN JOCK #3: - Should we tell him? POLLEN JOCK #1: - +I think he knows. BARRY: What is this?! KEN: Match point! : You can start +packing up, honey, because you're about to EAT IT! (A pollen jock coughs which +confused Ken and he hits the ball the wrong way with Barry stuck to it and it +goes flying into the city) BARRY: Yowser! (Barry bounces around town and gets +stuck in the engine of a car. He flies into the air conditioner and sees a bug +that was frozen in there) BARRY: Ew, gross. (The man driving the car turns on +the air conditioner which blows Barry into the car) GIRL IN CAR: There's a bee +in the car! : - Do something! DAD DRIVING CAR: - I'm driving! BABY GIRL: (Waving +at Barry) - Hi, bee. (Barry smiles and waves at the baby girl) GUY IN BACK OF +CAR: - He's back here! : He's going to sting me! GIRL IN CAR: Nobody move. If +you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! (Barry freezes as well, hovering in +the middle of the car) : GRANDMA IN CAR== He blinked! (The grandma whips out +some bee-spray and sprays everywhere in the car, climbing into the front seat, +still trying to spray Barry) GIRL IN CAR: Spray him, Granny! DAD DRIVING THE +CAR: What are you doing?! (Barry escapes the car through the air conditioner and +is flying high above the ground, safe.) BARRY: Wow... the tension level out here +is unbelievable. (Barry sees that storm clouds are gathering and he can see rain +clouds moving into this direction) : I gotta get home. : Can't fly in rain. : +Can't fly in rain. (A rain drop hits Barry and one of his wings is damaged) : +Can't fly in rain. (A second rain drop hits Barry again and he spirals +downwards) Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! (WW2 plane sound effects are played +as he plummets, and he crash-lands on a plant inside an apartment near the +window) VANESSA BLOOME: Ken, could you close the window please? KEN== Hey, check +out my new resume. I made it into a fold-out brochure. : You see? (Folds +brochure resume out) Folds out. (Ken closes the window, trapping Barry inside) +BARRY: Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this. (Barry tries to fly away but +smashes into the window and falls again) : What was that? (Barry keeps trying to +fly out the window but he keeps being knocked back because the window is closed) +Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... : Drapes! +(Barry taps the glass. He doesn't understand what it is) That is diabolical. +KEN: It's fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite +movies. ANDY: What's number one? Star Wars? KEN: Nah, I don't go for that... +(Ken makes finger guns and makes "pew pew pew" sounds and then stops) : ...kind +of stuff. BARRY: No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out of their +minds. KEN: When I leave a job interview, they're flabbergasted, can't believe +what I say. BARRY: (Looking at the light on the ceiling) There's the sun. Maybe +that's a way out. (Starts flying towards the lightbulb) : I don't remember the +sun having a big 75 on it. (Barry hits the lightbulb and falls into the dip on +the table that the humans are sitting at) KEN: I predicted global warming. : I +could feel it getting hotter. At first I thought it was just me. (Andy dips a +chip into the bowl and scoops up some dip with Barry on it and is about to put +it in his mouth) : Wait! Stop! Bee! (Andy drops the chip with Barry in fear and +backs away. All the humans freak out) : Stand back. These are winter boots. (Ken +has winter boots on his hands and he is about to smash the bee but Vanessa saves +him last second) VANESSA: Wait! : Don't kill him! (Vanessa puts Barry in a glass +to protect him) KEN: You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! +VANESSA: Why does his life have less value than yours? KEN: Why does his life +have any less value than mine? Is that your statement? VANESSA: I'm just saying +all life has value. You don't know what he's capable of feeling. (Vanessa picks +up Ken's brochure and puts it under the glass so she can carry Barry back to the +window. Barry looks at Vanessa in amazement) KEN: My brochure! VANESSA: There +you go, little guy. (Vanessa opens the window and lets Barry out but Barry stays +back and is still shocked that a human saved his life) KEN: I'm not scared of +him. It's an allergic thing. VANESSA: Put that on your resume brochure. KEN: My +whole face could puff up. ANDY: Make it one of your special skills. KEN: +Knocking someone out is also a special skill. (Ken walks to the door) Right. +Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. : - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? VANESSA: - Sure, +Ken. You know, whatever. : (Vanessa tries to close door) KEN== - You could put +carob chips on there. VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door but Ken opens it again) KEN: +- Supposed to be less calories. VANESSA: - Bye. (Closes door) (Fast forward to +the next day, Barry is still inside the house. He flies into the kitchen where +Vanessa is doing dishes) BARRY== (Talking to himself) I gotta say something. : +She saved my life. I gotta say something. : All right, here it goes. (Turns +back) Nah. : What would I say? : I could really get in trouble. : It's a bee +law. You're not supposed to talk to a human. : I can't believe I'm doing this. : +I've got to. (Barry disguises himself as a character on a food can as Vanessa +walks by again) : Oh, I can't do it. Come on! : No. Yes. No. : Do it. I can't. : +How should I start it? (Barry strikes a pose and wiggles his eyebrows) "You like +jazz?" No, that's no good. (Vanessa is about to walk past Barry) Here she comes! +Speak, you fool! : ...Hi! (Vanessa gasps and drops the dishes in fright and +notices Barry on the counter) : I'm sorry. VANESSA: - You're talking. BARRY: - +Yes, I know. VANESSA: (Pointing at Barry) You're talking! BARRY: I'm so sorry. +VANESSA: No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. : But I don't recall going +to bed. BARRY: Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting. VANESSA: This is a bit +of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee! BARRY: I am. And I'm not supposed to +be doing this, (Pointing to the living room where Ken tried to kill him last +night) but they were all trying to kill me. : And if it wasn't for you... : I +had to thank you. It's just how I was raised. (Vanessa stabs her hand with a +fork to test whether she's dreaming or not) : That was a little weird. VANESSA: +- I'm talking with a bee. BARRY: - Yeah. VANESSA: I'm talking to a bee. And the +bee is talking to me! BARRY: I just want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. +(Barry turns to leave) VANESSA: - Wait! How did you learn to do that? BARRY: +(Flying back) - What? VANESSA: The talking...thing. BARRY: Same way you did, I +guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. VANESSA: - That's very funny. BARRY: +- Yeah. : Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal +with. : Anyway... VANESSA: Can I... : ...get you something? BARRY: - Like what? +VANESSA: I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Coffee? BARRY: I don't want to +put you out. VANESSA: It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. : - It's just +coffee. BARRY: - I hate to impose. (Vanessa starts making coffee) VANESSA: - +Don't be ridiculous! BARRY: - Actually, I would love a cup. VANESSA: Hey, you +want rum cake? BARRY: - I shouldn't. VANESSA: - Have some. BARRY: - No, I can't. +VANESSA: - Come on! BARRY: I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. VANESSA: - +Where? BARRY: - These stripes don't help. VANESSA: You look great! BARRY: I +don't know if you know anything about fashion. : Are you all right? VANESSA: +(Pouring coffee on the floor and missing the cup completely) No. (Flash forward +in time. Barry and Vanessa are sitting together at a table on top of the +apartment building drinking coffee) : BARRY== He's making the tie in the cab as +they're flying up Madison. : He finally gets there. : He runs up the steps into +the church. The wedding is on. : And he says, "Watermelon? I thought you said +Guatemalan. : Why would I marry a watermelon?" (Barry laughs but Vanessa looks +confused) VANESSA: Is that a bee joke? BARRY: That's the kind of stuff we do. +VANESSA: Yeah, different. : So, what are you gonna do, Barry? (Barry stands on +top of a sugar cube floating in his coffee and paddles it around with a straw +like it's a gondola) BARRY: About work? I don't know. : I want to do my part for +the hive, but I can't do it the way they want. VANESSA: I know how you feel. +BARRY: - You do? VANESSA: - Sure. : My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a +doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. BARRY: - Really? VANESSA: - My only +interest is flowers. BARRY: Our new queen was just elected with that same +campaign slogan. : Anyway, if you look... (Barry points to a tree in the middle +of Central Park) : There's my hive right there. See it? VANESSA: You're in Sheep +Meadow! BARRY: Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! VANESSA: No way! I know that +area. I lost a toe ring there once. BARRY: - Why do girls put rings on their +toes? VANESSA: - Why not? BARRY: - It's like putting a hat on your knee. +VANESSA: - Maybe I'll try that. (A custodian installing a lightbulb looks over +at them but to his perspective it looks like Vanessa is talking to a cup of +coffee on the table) CUSTODIAN: - You all right, ma'am? VANESSA: - Oh, yeah. +Fine. : Just having two cups of coffee! BARRY: Anyway, this has been great. +Thanks for the coffee. VANESSA== Yeah, it's no trouble. BARRY: Sorry I couldn't +finish it. If I did, I'd be up the rest of my life. (Barry points towards the +rum cake) : Can I take a piece of this with me? VANESSA: Sure! Here, have a +crumb. (Vanessa hands Barry a crumb but it is still pretty big for Barry) BARRY: +- Thanks! VANESSA: - Yeah. BARRY: All right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you +around. : Or not. VANESSA: OK, Barry... BARRY: And thank you so much again... +for before. VANESSA: Oh, that? That was nothing. BARRY: Well, not nothing, +but... Anyway... (Vanessa and Barry hold hands, but Vanessa has to hold out a +finger because her hands is to big and Barry holds that) (The custodian looks +over again and it appears Vanessa is laughing at her coffee again. The lightbulb +that he was screwing in sparks and he falls off the ladder) (Fast forward in +time and we see two Bee Scientists testing out a parachute in a Honex wind +tunnel) BEE SCIENTIST #1: This can't possibly work. BEE SCIENTIST #2: He's all +set to go. We may as well try it. : OK, Dave, pull the chute. (Dave pulls the +chute and the wind slams him against the wall and he falls on his face.The +camera pans over and we see Barry and Adam walking together) ADAM: - Sounds +amazing. BARRY: - It was amazing! : It was the scariest, happiest moment of my +life. ADAM: Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! : Giant, scary humans! +What were they like? BARRY: Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. : They eat crazy +giant things. They drive crazy. ADAM: - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? +BARRY: - Some of them. But some of them don't. ADAM: - How'd you get back? +BARRY: - Poodle. ADAM: You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to +see. : You had your "experience." Now you can pick out your job and be normal. +BARRY: - Well... ADAM: - Well? BARRY: Well, I met someone. ADAM: You did? Was +she Bee-ish? : - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! BARRY: - No, no, no, not a +wasp. ADAM: - Spider? BARRY: - I'm not attracted to spiders. : I know, for +everyone else, it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. : I can't +get by that face. ADAM: So who is she? BARRY: She's... human. ADAM: No, no. +That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. BARRY: - Her name's Vanessa. +(Adam puts his head in his hands) ADAM: - Oh, boy. BARRY== She's so nice. And +she's a florist! ADAM: Oh, no! You're dating a human florist! BARRY: We're not +dating. ADAM: You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our +homes : with power washers and M-80s! That's one-eighth a stick of dynamite! +BARRY: She saved my life! And she understands me. ADAM: This is over! BARRY: Eat +this. (Barry gives Adam a piece of the crumb that he got from Vanessa. Adam eats +it) ADAM: (Adam's tone changes) This is not over! What was that? BARRY: - They +call it a crumb. ADAM: - It was so stingin' stripey! BARRY: And that's not what +they eat. That's what falls off what they eat! : - You know what a Cinnabon is? +ADAM: - No. (Adam opens a door behind him and he pulls Barry in) BARRY: It's +bread and cinnamon and frosting. ADAM: Be quiet! BARRY: They heat it up... ADAM: +Sit down! (Adam forces Barry to sit down) BARRY: (Still rambling about +Cinnabons) ...really hot! (Adam grabs Barry by the shoulders) ADAM: - Listen to +me! : We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! BARRY== Yes, but +who can deny the heart that is yearning? ADAM: There's no yearning. Stop +yearning. Listen to me! : You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. +Thinking bee! BARRY: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEE: - Thinking bee. WORKER BEES AND +ADAM: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! (Flash forward in +time; Barry is laying on a raft in a pool full of honey. He is wearing +sunglasses) JANET: There he is. He's in the pool. MARTIN: You know what your +problem is, Barry? (Barry pulls down his sunglasses and he looks annoyed) BARRY: +(Sarcastic) I gotta start thinking bee? JANET: How much longer will this go on? +MARTIN: It's been three days! Why aren't you working? (Puts sunglasses back on) +BARRY: I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. MARTIN: What life? +You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! JANET: Would it kill you +to make a little honey? (Barry rolls off the raft and sinks into the honey pool) +: Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. : Martin, would you talk to +him? MARTIN: Barry, I'm talking to you! (Barry keeps sinking into the honey +until he is suddenly in Central Park having a picnic with Vanessa) (Barry has a +cup of honey and he clinks his glass with Vanessas. Suddenly a mosquito lands on +Vanessa and she slaps it, killing it. They both gasp but then burst out +laughing) VANESSA: You coming? (The camera pans over and Vanessa is climbing +into a small yellow airplane) BARRY: Got everything? VANESSA: All set! BARRY: Go +ahead. I'll catch up. (Vanessa lifts off and flies ahead) VANESSA: Don't be too +long. (Barry catches up with Vanessa and he sticks out his arms like ana +irplane. He rolls from side to side, and Vanessa copies him with the airplane) +VANESSA: Watch this! (Barry stays back and watches as Vanessa draws a heart in +the air using pink smoke from the plane, but on the last loop-the-loop she +suddenly crashes into a mountain and the plane explodes. The destroyed plane +falls into some rocks and explodes a second time) BARRY: Vanessa! (As Barry is +yelling his mouth fills with honey and he wakes up, discovering that he was just +day dreaming. He slowly sinks back into the honey pool) MARTIN: - We're still +here. JANET: - I told you not to yell at him. : He doesn't respond to yelling! +MARTIN: - Then why yell at me? JANET: - Because you don't listen! MARTIN: I'm +not listening to this. BARRY: Sorry, I've gotta go. MARTIN: - Where are you +going? BARRY: - I'm meeting a friend. JANET: A girl? Is this why you can't +decide? BARRY: Bye. (Barry flies out the door and Martin shakes his head) : +JANET== I just hope she's Bee-ish. (Fast forward in time and Barry is sitting on +Vanessa's shoulder and she is closing up her shop) BARRY: They have a huge +parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? VANESSA: To be in the Tournament of +Roses, that's every florist's dream! : Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, +crowds cheering. BARRY: A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? +VANESSA: No. All right, I've got one. How come you don't fly everywhere? BARRY: +It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. VANESSA: Yeah, OK, I +see, I see. All right, your turn. BARRY: TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? +That's insane! VANESSA: You don't have that? BARRY: We have Hivo, but it's a +disease. It's a horrible, horrible disease. VANESSA: Oh, my. (A human walks by +and Barry narrowly avoids him) PASSERBY: Dumb bees! VANESSA: You must want to +sting all those jerks. BARRY: We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. +VANESSA: So you have to watch your temper (They walk into a store) BARRY: Very +carefully. You kick a wall, take a walk, : write an angry letter and throw it +out. Work through it like any emotion: : Anger, jealousy, lust. (Suddenly an +employee(Hector) hits Barry off of Vanessa's shoulder. Hector thinks he's saving +Vanessa) VANESSA: (To Barry) Oh, my goodness! Are you OK? (Barry is getting up +off the floor) BARRY: Yeah. VANESSA: (To Hector) - What is wrong with you?! +HECTOR: (Confused) - It's a bug. VANESSA: He's not bothering anybody. Get out of +here, you creep! (Vanessa hits Hector across the face with the magazine he had +and then hits him in the head. Hector backs away covering his head) Barry: What +was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? (Vanessa sets Barry back on her shoulder) +VANESSA: Yeah, it was. How did you know? BARRY: It felt like about 10 pages. +Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. VANESSA: You've really got that down to a +science. BARRY: - Oh, we have to. I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. VANESSA: - +I'll bet. (Barry looks to his right and notices there is honey for sale in the +aisle) BARRY: What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? (Barry looks at all +the brands of honey, shocked) How did this get here? Cute Bee, Golden Blossom, : +Ray Liotta Private Select? (Barry puts his hands up and slowly turns around, a +look of disgust on his face) VANESSA: - Is he that actor? BARRY: - I never heard +of him. : - Why is this here? VANESSA: - For people. We eat it. BARRY: You don't +have enough food of your own?! (Hector looks back and notices that Vanessa is +talking to Barry) VANESSA: - Well, yes. BARRY: - How do you get it? VANESSA: - +Bees make it. BARRY: - I know who makes it! : And it's hard to make it! : +There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! VANESSA: - +It's organic. BARRY: - It's our-ganic! VANESSA: It's just honey, Barry. BARRY: +Just what?! : Bees don't know about this! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! : +You've taken our homes, schools, hospitals! This is all we have! : And it's on +sale?! I'm getting to the bottom of this. : I'm getting to the bottom of all of +this! (Flash forward in time; Barry paints his face with black strikes like a +soldier and sneaks into the storage section of the store) (Two men, including +Hector, are loading boxes into some trucks) : SUPERMARKET EMPLOYEE== Hey, +Hector. : - You almost done? HECTOR: - Almost. (Barry takes a step to peak +around the corner) (Whispering) He is here. I sense it. : Well, I guess I'll go +home now (Hector pretends to walk away by walking in place and speaking loudly) +: and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. BARRY: You're busted, +box boy! HECTOR: I knew I heard something! So you can talk! BARRY: I can talk. +And now you'll start talking! : Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your +supplier? HECTOR: I don't understand. I thought we were friends. : The last +thing we want to do is upset bees! (Hector takes a thumbtack out of the board +behind him and sword-fights Barry. Barry is using his stinger like a sword) : +You're too late! It's ours now! BARRY: You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! +HECTOR: You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! (Barry hits the +thumbtack out of Hectors hand and Hector surrenders) Barry: Where is the honey +coming from? : Tell me where! HECTOR: (Pointing to leaving truck) Honey Farms! +It comes from Honey Farms! (Barry chases after the truck but it is getting away. +He flies onto a bicyclists' backpack and he catches up to the truck) CAR DRIVER: +(To bicyclist) Crazy person! (Barry flies off and lands on the windshield of the +Honey farms truck. Barry looks around and sees dead bugs splattered everywhere) +BARRY: What horrible thing has happened here? : These faces, they never knew +what hit them. And now : they're on the road to nowhere! (Barry hears a sudden +whisper) (Barry looks up and sees Mooseblood, a mosquito playing dead) +MOOSEBLOOD: Just keep still. BARRY: What? You're not dead? MOOSEBLOOD: Do I look +dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? BARRY: To Honey +Farms. I am onto something huge here. MOOSEBLOOD: I'm going to Alaska. Moose +blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! ANOTHER BUG PLAYING DEAD: I'm going to +Tacoma. (Barry looks at another bug) BARRY: - And you? MOOSEBLOOD: - He really +is dead. BARRY: All right. (Another bug hits the windshield and the drivers +notice. They activate the windshield wipers) MOOSEBLOOD== Uh-oh! (The windshield +wipers are slowly sliding over the dead bugs and wiping them off) BARRY: - What +is that?! MOOSEBLOOD: - Oh, no! : - A wiper! Triple blade! BARRY: - Triple +blade? MOOSEBLOOD: Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! (Mooseblood and Barry +grab onto the wiper and they hold on as it wipes the windshield) Why does +everything have to be so doggone clean?! : How much do you people need to see?! +(Bangs on windshield) : Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! RADIO IN +TRUCK: From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell. MOOSEBLOOD: But don't kill +no more bugs! (Mooseblood and Barry are washed off by the wipr fluid) +MOOSEBLOOD: - Bee! BARRY: - Moose blood guy!! (Barry starts screaming as he +hangs onto the antenna) (Suddenly it is revealed that a water bug is also +hanging on the antenna. There is a pause and then Barry and the water bug both +start screaming) TRUCK DRIVER: - You hear something? GUY IN TRUCK: - Like what? +TRUCK DRIVER: Like tiny screaming. GUY IN TRUCK: Turn off the radio. (The +antenna starts to lower until it gets to low and sinks into the truck. The water +bug flies off and Barry is forced to let go and he is blown away. He luckily +lands inside a horn on top of the truck where he finds Mooseblood, who was blown +into the same place) MOOSEBLOOD: Whassup, bee boy? BARRY: Hey, Blood. (Fast +forward in time and we see that Barry is deep in conversation with Mooseblood. +They have been sitting in this truck for a while) BARRY: ...Just a row of honey +jars, as far as the eye could see. MOOSEBLOOD: Wow! BARRY: I assume wherever +this truck goes is where they're getting it. : I mean, that honey's ours. +MOOSEBLOOD: - Bees hang tight. BARRY: - We're all jammed in. : It's a close +community. MOOSEBLOOD: Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own. +BARRY: - What if you get in trouble? MOOSEBLOOD: - You a mosquito, you in +trouble. : Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack! +BARRY: At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls. MOOSEBLOOD: +Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. : Mosquito girl +don't want no mosquito. (An ambulance passes by and it has a blood donation sign +on it) You got to be kidding me! : Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So +long, bee! (Mooseblood leaves and flies onto the window of the ambulance where +there are other mosquito's hanging out) : - Hey, guys! OTHER MOSQUITO: - +Mooseblood! MOOSEBLOOD: I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your +crazy straw? (The truck goes out of view and Barry notices that the truck he's +on is pulling into a camp of some sort) TRUCK DRIVER: We throw it in jars, slap +a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. (Barry flies out) BARRY: What +is this place? BEEKEEPER 1#: A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. +BEEKEEPER #2: They are pinheads! : Pinhead. : - Check out the new smoker. +BEEKEEPER #1: - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. : The Thomas 3000! BARRY: +Smoker? BEEKEEPER #1: Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, +all the tar. : A couple breaths of this knocks them right out. BEEKEEPER #2: +They make the honey, and we make the money. BARRY: "They make the honey, and we +make the money"? (The Beekeeper sprays hundreds of cheap miniature apartments +with the smoker. The bees are fainting or passing out) Oh, my! : What's going +on? Are you OK? (Barry flies into one of the apartment and helps a Bee couple +get off the ground. They are coughing and its hard for them to stand) BEE IN +APARTMENT: Yeah. It doesn't last too long. BARRY: Do you know you're in a fake +hive with fake walls? BEE IN APPARTMENT: Our queen was moved here. We had no +choice. (The apartment room is completely empty except for a photo on the wall +of the "queen" who is obviously a man in women's clothes) BARRY: This is your +queen? That's a man in women's clothes! : That's a drag queen! : What is this? +(Barry flies out and he discovers that there are hundreds of these structures, +each housing thousands of Bees) Oh, no! : There's hundreds of them! (Barry takes +out his camera and takes pictures of these Bee work camps. The beekeepers look +very evil in these depictions) Bee honey. : Our honey is being brazenly stolen +on a massive scale! : This is worse than anything bears have done! I intend to +do something. (Flash forward in time and Barry is showing these pictures to his +parents) JANET: Oh, Barry, stop. MARTIN: Who told you humans are taking our +honey? That's a rumor. BARRY: Do these look like rumors? (Holds up the pictures) +UNCLE CARL: That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. +JANET: How did you get mixed up in this? ADAM: He's been talking to humans. +JANET: - What? MARTIN: - Talking to humans?! ADAM: He has a human girlfriend. +And they make out! JANET: Make out? Barry! BARRY: We do not. ADAM: - You wish +you could. MARTIN: - Whose side are you on? BARRY: The bees! UNCLE CARL: (He has +been sitting in the back of the room this entire time) I dated a cricket once in +San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. JANET: Barry, this is what +you want to do with your life? BARRY: I want to do it for all our lives. Nobody +works harder than bees! : Dad, I remember you coming home so overworked : your +hands were still stirring. You couldn't stop. JANET: I remember that. BARRY: +What right do they have to our honey? : We live on two cups a year. They put it +in lip balm for no reason whatsoever! ADAM: Even if it's true, what can one bee +do? BARRY: Sting them where it really hurts. MARTIN: In the face! The eye! : - +That would hurt. BARRY: - No. MARTIN: Up the nose? That's a killer. BARRY: +There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place where it matters. +(Flash forward a bit in time and we are watching the Bee News) BEE NEWS +NARRATOR: Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. BEE +PROTESTOR: No more bee beards! BEE NEWS NARRATOR: With Bob Bumble at the anchor +desk. : Weather with Storm Stinger. : Sports with Buzz Larvi. : And Jeanette +Chung. BOB BUMBLE: - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. JEANETTE CHUNG: - And I'm +Jeanette Chung. BOB BUMBLE: A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, : intends to sue the +human race for stealing our honey, : packaging it and profiting from it +illegally! JEANETTE CHUNG: Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, : we'll have three +former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, : Classy Ladies, +out this week on Hexagon. (The scene changes to an interview on the news with +Bee version of Larry King and Barry) BEE LARRY KING: Tonight we're talking to +Barry Benson. : Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"? +BARRY: Bees have never been afraid to change the world. : What about Bee +Columbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? BEE LARRY KING: Where I'm from, we'd never sue +humans. : We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. BARRY: How old are you? +BEE LARRY KING: The bee community is supporting you in this case, : which will +be the trial of the bee century. BARRY: You know, they have a Larry King in the +human world too. BEE LARRY KING: It's a common name. Next week... BARRY: He +looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots... BEE LARRY KING: +Next week... BARRY: Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you +just heard 'em. BEE LARRY KING: Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and +here, live. (Bee Larry King gets annoyed and flies away offscreen) BARRY: Always +leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish. (Flash forward in +time. We see Vanessa enter and Ken enters behind her. They are arguing) KEN: In +tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! VANESSA: It was my grandmother, +Ken. She's 81. KEN== Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take advantage +of that? BARRY: (To Ken) Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. KEN: +(Pointing at Barry) - Is that that same bee? VANESSA: - Yes, it is! : I'm +helping him sue the human race. BARRY: - Hello. KEN: - Hello, bee. VANESSA: This +is Ken. BARRY: (Recalling the "Winter Boots" incident earlier) Yeah, I remember +you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. KEN: (To Vanessa) +Why does he talk again? VANESSA: Listen, you better go 'cause we're really busy +working. KEN: But it's our yogurt night! VANESSA: (Holding door open for Ken) +Bye-bye. KEN: (Yelling) Why is yogurt night so difficult?! (Ken leaves and +Vanessa walks over to Barry. His workplace is a mess) VANESSA: You poor thing. +You two have been at this for hours! BARRY: Yes, and Adam here has been a huge +help. ADAM: - Frosting... - How many sugars? ==BARRY== Just one. I try not to +use the competition. : So why are you helping me? VANESSA: Bees have good +qualities. : And it takes my mind off the shop. : Instead of flowers, people are +giving balloon bouquets now. BARRY: Those are great, if you're three. VANESSA: +And artificial flowers. BARRY: - Oh, those just get me psychotic! VANESSA: - +Yeah, me too. : BARRY: Bent stingers, pointless pollination. ADAM: Bees must +hate those fake things! : Nothing worse than a daffodil that's had work done. : +Maybe this could make up for it a little bit. VANESSA: - This lawsuit's a pretty +big deal. BARRY: - I guess. ADAM: You sure you want to go through with it? +BARRY: Am I sure? When I'm done with the humans, they won't be able : to say, +"Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! (Flash forward in time and we are +watching the human news. The camera shows a crowd outside a courthouse) NEWS +REPORTER: It's an incredible scene here in downtown Manhattan, : where the world +anxiously waits, because for the first time in history, : we will hear for +ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. (We are no longer watching through a +news camera) ADAM: What have we gotten into here, Barry? BARRY: It's pretty big, +isn't it? ADAM== (Looking at the hundreds of people around the courthouse) I +can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. BARRY: You think +billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? SECURITY GUARD: +Everybody needs to stay behind the barricade. (A limousine drives up and a fat +man,Layton Montgomery, a honey industry owner gets out and walks past Barry) +ADAM: - What's the matter? BARRY: - I don't know, I just got a chill. (Fast +forward in time and everyone is in the court) MONTGOMERY: Well, if it isn't the +bee team. (To Honey Industry lawyers) You boys work on this? MAN: All rise! The +Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. JUDGE BUMBLETON: All right. Case number +4475, : Superior Court of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry : is +now in session. : Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies +collectively? MONTGOMERY: A privilege. JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson... you're +representing all the bees of the world? (Everyone looks closely, they are +waiting to see if a Bee can really talk) (Barry makes several buzzing sounds to +sound like a Bee) BARRY: I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. +JUDGE BUMBLBETON: Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. MONTGOMERY: +Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, : my grandmother was a simple woman. : Born on +a farm, she believed it was man's divine right : to benefit from the bounty of +nature God put before us. : If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson +imagines, : just think of what would it mean. : I would have to negotiate with +the silkworm : for the elastic in my britches! : Talking bee! (Montgomery walks +over and looks closely at Barry) : How do we know this isn't some sort of : +holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? : They could be using +laser beams! : Robotics! Ventriloquism! Cloning! For all we know, : he could be +on steroids! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Benson? BARRY: Ladies and gentlemen, there's +no trickery here. : I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. : +It's important to all bees. We invented it! : We make it. And we protect it with +our lives. : Unfortunately, there are some people in this room : who think they +can take it from us : 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this +is all over, : you'll see how, by taking our honey, you not only take everything +we have : but everything we are! JANET== (To Martin) I wish he'd dress like that +all the time. So nice! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Call your first witness. BARRY: So, Mr. +Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. KLAUSS VANDERHAYDEN: I +suppose so. BARRY: I see you also own Honeyburton and Honron! KLAUSS: Yes, they +provide beekeepers for our farms. BARRY: Beekeeper. I find that to be a very +disturbing term. : I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? KLAUSS: +(Quietly) - No. BARRY: - I couldn't hear you. KLAUSS: - No. BARRY: - No. : +Because you don't free bees. You keep bees. Not only that, : it seems you +thought a bear would be an appropriate image for a jar of honey. KLAUSS: They're +very lovable creatures. : Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. BARRY: You mean +like this? (The bear from Over The Hedge barges in through the back door and it +is roaring and standing on its hind legs. It is thrashing its claws and people +are screaming. It is being held back by a guard who has the bear on a chain) : +(Pointing to the roaring bear) Bears kill bees! : How'd you like his head +crashing through your living room?! : Biting into your couch! Spitting out your +throw pillows! JUDGE BUMBLETON: OK, that's enough. Take him away. (The bear +stops roaring and thrashing and walks out) BARRY: So, Mr. Sting, thank you for +being here. Your name intrigues me. : - Where have I heard it before? MR. STING: +- I was with a band called The Police. BARRY: But you've never been a police +officer, have you? STING: No, I haven't. BARRY: No, you haven't. And so here we +have yet another example : of bee culture casually stolen by a human : for +nothing more than a prance-about stage name. STING: Oh, please. BARRY: Have you +ever been stung, Mr. Sting? : Because I'm feeling a little stung, Sting. : Or +should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! MONTGOMERY: That's not his real name?! You +idiots! BARRY: Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on : your Emmy win for +a guest spot on ER in 2005. RAY LIOTTA: Thank you. Thank you. BARRY: I see from +your resume that you're devilishly handsome : with a churning inner turmoil +that's ready to blow. RAY LIOTTA: I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? BARRY: Not +yet it isn't. But is this what it's come to for you? : Exploiting tiny, helpless +bees so you don't : have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir? RAY +LIOTTA: Watch it, Benson! I could blow right now! BARRY: This isn't a goodfella. +This is a badfella! (Ray Liotta looses it and tries to grab Barry) RAY LIOTTA: +Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! JUDGE +BUMBLETON: - Order in this court! RAY LIOTTA: - You're all thinking it! (Judge +Bumbleton starts banging her gavel) JUDGE BUMBLETON: Order! Order, I say! RAY +LIOTTA: - Say it! MAN: - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! (We see a montage of +magazines which feature the court case) (Flash forward in time and Barry is back +home with Vanessa) BARRY: I think it was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in +like that. VANESSA: I think the jury's on our side. BARRY: Are we doing +everything right,you know, legally? VANESSA: I'm a florist. BARRY: Right. Well, +here's to a great team. VANESSA: To a great team! (Ken walks in from work. He +sees Barry and he looks upset when he sees Barry clinking his glass with +Vanessa) KEN: Well, hello. VANESSA: - Oh, Ken! BARRY: - Hello! VANESSA: I didn't +think you were coming. : No, I was just late. I tried to call, but... (Ken holds +up his phone and flips it open. The phone has no charge) ...the battery... +VANESSA: I didn't want all this to go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he +was free. KEN: Oh, that was lucky. (Ken sits down at the table across from Barry +and Vanessa leaves the room) VANESSA: There's a little left. I could heat it up. +KEN: (Not taking his eyes off Barry) Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. BARRY: So +I hear you're quite a tennis player. : I'm not much for the game myself. The +ball's a little grabby. KEN: That's where I usually sit. Right... (Points to +where Barry is sitting) there. VANESSA: (Calling from other room) Ken, Barry was +looking at your resume, : and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks +isn't really a special skill. KEN: (To Barry) You think I don't see what you're +doing? BARRY: I know how hard it is to find the right job. We have that in +common. KEN: Do we? BARRY: Bees have 100 percent employment, but we do jobs like +taking the crud out. KEN: (Menacingly) That's just what I was thinking about +doing. (Ken reaches for a fork on the table but knocks if on the floor. He goes +to pick it up) VANESSA: Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope +that was all right. (Ken quickly rises back up after hearing this but hits his +head on the table and yells) BARRY: I'm going to drain the old stinger. KEN: +Yeah, you do that. (Barry flies past Ken to get to the bathroom and Ken freaks +out, splashing some of the wine he was using to cool his head in his eyes. He +yells in anger) (Barry looks at the magazines featuring his victories in court) +BARRY: Look at that. (Barry flies into the bathroom) (He puts his hand on his +head but this makes hurts him and makes him even madder. He yells again) (Barry +is washing his hands in the sink but then Ken walks in) KEN: You know, you know +I've just about had it (Closes bathroom door behind him) with your little mind +games. (Ken is menacingly rolling up a magazine) BARRY: (Backing away) - What's +that? KEN: - Italian Vogue. BARRY: Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. KEN: It's a +lot of ads. BARRY: Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than +mine? KEN: That's funny, I just can't seem to recall that! (Ken smashes +everything off the sink with the magazine and Barry narrowly escapes) (Ken +follows Barry around and tries to hit him with the magazine but he keeps +missing) (Ken gets a spray bottle) : I think something stinks in here! BARRY: +(Enjoying the spray) I love the smell of flowers. (Ken holds a lighter in front +of the spray bottle) KEN: How do you like the smell of flames?! BARRY: Not as +much. (Ken fires his make-shift flamethrower but misses Barry, burning the +bathroom. He torches the whole room but looses his footing and falls into the +bathtub. After getting hit in the head by falling objects 3 times he picks up +the shower head, revealing a Water bug hiding under it) WATER BUG: Water bug! +Not taking sides! (Barry gets up out of a pile of bathroom supplies and he is +wearing a chapstick hat) BARRY: Ken, I'm wearing a Chapstick hat! This is +pathetic! (Ken switches the shower head to lethal) KEN: I've got issues! (Ken +sprays Barry with the shower head and he crash lands into the toilet) (Ken +menacingly looks down into the toilet at Barry) Well, well, well, a royal flush! +BARRY: - You're bluffing. KEN: - Am I? (flushes toilet) (Barry grabs a chapstick +from the toilet seat and uses it to surf in the flushing toilet) BARRY: Surf's +up, dude! (Barry flies out of the toilet on the chapstick and sprays Ken's face +with the toilet water) : EW,Poo water! BARRY: That bowl is gnarly. KEN: (Aiming +a toilet cleaner at Barry) Except for those dirty yellow rings! (Barry cowers +and covers his head and Vanessa runs in and takes the toilet cleaner from Ken +just before he hits Barry) VANESSA: Kenneth! What are you doing?! KEN== (Leaning +towards Barry) You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! VANESSA: We +need to talk! (Vanessa pulls Ken out of the bathroom) : He's just a little bee! +: And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! KEN: Long time? +What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? VANESSA: No, but +there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! KEN: Fine! +Talking bees, no yogurt night... : My nerves are fried from riding on this +emotional roller coaster! VANESSA: Goodbye, Ken. (Ken huffs and walks out and +slams the door. But suddenly he walks back in and stares at Barry) : And for +your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners MADE BY MAN! (Ken +leaves again and Vanessa leans in towards Barry) VANESSA: I'm sorry about all +that. (Ken walks back in again) KEN: I know it's got an aftertaste! I LIKE IT! +(Ken leaves for the last time) VANESSA: I always felt there was some kind of +barrier between Ken and me. : I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. : Are you OK for +the trial? BARRY: I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. (Flash forward +in time and Barry, Adam, and Vanessa are back in court) MONTGOMERY-- We would +like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. ADAM: Good idea! You can really +see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... (Barry stares at Adam) +...Yeah. LAWYER: Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's +gonna be all over. MONTGOMERY: Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn +this jury around : is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. (To +lawyer) - You got the tweezers? LAWYER: - Are you allergic? MONTGOMERY: Only to +losing, son. Only to losing. : Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd +all like to know. : What exactly is your relationship (Points to Vanessa) : to +that woman? BARRY: We're friends. MONTGOMERY: - Good friends? BARRY: - Yes. +MONTGOMERY: How good? Do you live together? ADAM: Wait a minute... : MONTGOMERY: +Are you her little... : ...bedbug? (Adam's stinger starts vibrating. He is +agitated) I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, : doesn't +your queen give birth to all the bee children? BARRY: - Yeah, but... MONTGOMERY: +(Pointing at Janet and Martin) - So those aren't your real parents! JANET: - Oh, +Barry... BARRY: - Yes, they are! ADAM: Hold me back! (Vanessa tries to hold Adam +back. He wants to sting Montgomery) MONTGOMERY: You're an illegitimate bee, +aren't you, Benson? ADAM: He's denouncing bees! MONTGOMERY: Don't y'all date +your cousins? (Montgomery leans over on the jury stand and stares at Adam) +VANESSA: - Objection! (Vanessa raises her hand to object but Adam gets free. He +flies straight at Montgomery) =ADAM: - I'm going to pincushion this guy! BARRY: +Adam, don't! It's what he wants! (Adam stings Montgomery in the butt and he +starts thrashing around) MONTGOMERY: Oh, I'm hit!! : Oh, lordy, I am hit! JUDGE +BUMBLETON: (Banging gavel) Order! Order! MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting) The venom! +The venom is coursing through my veins! : I have been felled by a winged beast +of destruction! : You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped +savages! : Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! BARRY: - Adam, +stay with me. ADAM: - I can't feel my legs. MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting and +throwing his body around the room) What angel of mercy will come forward to suck +the poison : from my heaving buttocks? JUDGE BUMLBETON: I will have order in +this court. Order! : Order, please! (Flash forward in time and we see a human +news reporter) NEWS REPORTER: The case of the honeybees versus the human race : +took a pointed turn against the bees : yesterday when one of their legal team +stung Layton T. Montgomery. (Adam is laying in a hospital bed and Barry flies in +to see him) BARRY: - Hey, buddy. ADAM: - Hey. BARRY: - Is there much pain? ADAM: +- Yeah. : I... : I blew the whole case, didn't I? BARRY: It doesn't matter. What +matters is you're alive. You could have died. ADAM: I'd be better off dead. Look +at me. (A small plastic sword is replaced as Adam's stinger) They got it from +the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. : Look, there's a little celery +still on it. (Flicks off the celery and sighs) BARRY: What was it like to sting +someone? ADAM: I can't explain it. It was all... : All adrenaline and then... +and then ecstasy! BARRY: ...All right. ADAM: You think it was all a trap? BARRY: +Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. : What were we thinking? Look +at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. ADAM: What will the humans do +to us if they win? BARRY: I don't know. ADAM: I hear they put the roaches in +motels. That doesn't sound so bad. BARRY: Adam, they check in, but they don't +check out! ADAM: Oh, my. (Coughs) Could you get a nurse to close that window? +BARRY: - Why? ADAM: - The smoke. (We can see that two humans are smoking +cigarettes outside) : Bees don't smoke. BARRY: Right. Bees don't smoke. : Bees +don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. : That's it! That's our case! ADAM: It +is? It's not over? BARRY: Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. : Get back to +the court and stall. Stall any way you can. (Flash forward in time and Adam is +making a paper boat in the courtroom) ADAM: And assuming you've done step 29 +correctly, you're ready for the tub! (We see that the jury have each made their +own paper boats after being taught how by Adam. They all look confused) JUDGE +BUMBLETON: Mr. Flayman. ADAM: Yes? Yes, Your Honor! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Where is +the rest of your team? ADAM: (Continues stalling) Well, Your Honor, it's +interesting. : Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, : and as a result, we don't +make very good time. : I actually heard a funny story about... MONTGOMERY: Your +Honor, haven't these ridiculous bugs : taken up enough of this court's valuable +time? : How much longer will we allow these absurd shenanigans to go on? : They +have presented no compelling evidence to support their charges : against my +clients, who run legitimate businesses. : I move for a complete dismissal of +this entire case! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going : to have +to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. ADAM: But you can't! We have a terrific +case. MONTGOMERY: Where is your proof? Where is the evidence? : Show me the +smoking gun! BARRY: (Barry flies in through the door) Hold it, Your Honor! You +want a smoking gun? : Here is your smoking gun. (Vanessa walks in holding a bee +smoker. She sets it down on the Judge's podium) JUDGE BUMBLETON: What is that? +BARRY: It's a bee smoker! MONTGOMERY: (Picks up smoker) What, this? This +harmless little contraption? : This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. +(Montgomery accidentally fires it at the bees in the crowd and they faint and +cough) (Dozens of reporters start taking pictures of the suffering bees) BARRY: +Look at what has happened : to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" +: Is this what nature intended for us? : To be forcibly addicted to smoke +machines : and man-made wooden slat work camps? : Living out our lives as honey +slaves to the white man? (Barry points to the honey industry owners. One of them +is an African American so he awkwardly separates himself from the others) +LAWYER: - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. BARRY: Ladies +and gentlemen, please, free these bees! ADAM AND VANESSA: Free the bees! Free +the bees! BEES IN CROWD: Free the bees! HUMAN JURY: Free the bees! Free the +bees! JUDGE BUMBLETON: The court finds in favor of the bees! BARRY: Vanessa, we +won! VANESSA: I knew you could do it! High-five! (Vanessa hits Barry hard +because her hand is too big) : Sorry. BARRY: (Overjoyed) I'm OK! You know what +this means? : All the honey will finally belong to the bees. : Now we won't have +to work so hard all the time. MONTGOMERY: This is an unholy perversion of the +balance of nature, Benson. : You'll regret this. (Montgomery leaves and Barry +goes outside the courtroom. Several reporters start asking Barry questions) +REPORTER 1#: Barry, how much honey is out there? BARRY: All right. One at a +time. REPORTER 2#: Barry, who are you wearing? BARRY: My sweater is Ralph +Lauren, and I have no pants. (Barry flies outside with the paparazzi and Adam +and Vanessa stay back) ADAM: (To Vanessa) - What if Montgomery's right? Vanessa: +- What do you mean? ADAM: We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million +years. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to a man) BUSINESS MAN: +Congratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? BARRY: +First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. (As Barry is +talking we see a montage of men putting "closed" tape over the work camps and +freeing the bees in the crappy apartments) Then we want back the honey that was +ours to begin with, : every last drop. (Men in suits are pushing all the honey +of the aisle and into carts) We demand an end to the glorification of the bear +as anything more (We see a statue of a bear-shaped honey container being pulled +down by bees) than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. : We're all aware +of what they do in the woods. (We see Winnie the Pooh sharing his honey with +Piglet in the cross-hairs of a high-tech sniper rifle) BARRY: (Looking through +binoculars) Wait for my signal. : Take him out. (Winnie gets hit by a +tranquilizer dart and dramatically falls off the log he was standing on, his +tongue hanging out. Piglet looks at Pooh in fear and the Sniper takes the +honey.) SNIPER: He'll have nausea for a few hours, then he'll be fine. (Flash +forward in time) BARRY: And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... +(Mr. Sting is sitting at home until he is taken out of his house by the men in +suits) STING: But it's just a prance-about stage name! BARRY: ...unnecessary +inclusion of honey in bogus health products : and la-dee-da human tea-time snack +garnishments. (An old lady is mixing honey into her tea but suddenly men in +suits smash her face down on the table and take the honey) OLD LADY: Can't +breathe. (A honey truck pulls up to Barry's hive) WORKER: Bring it in, boys! : +Hold it right there! Good. : Tap it. (Tons of honey is being pumped into the +hive's storage) BEE WORKER 1#: (Honey overflows from the cup) Mr. Buzzwell, we +just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! : - I think we need to +shut down! =BEE WORKER #2= - Shut down? We've never shut down. : Shut down honey +production! DEAN BUZZWELL: Stop making honey! (The bees all leave their +stations. Two bees run into a room and they put the keys into a machine) Turn +your key, sir! (Two worker bees dramatically turn their keys, which opens the +button which they press, shutting down the honey-making machines. This is the +first time this has ever happened) BEE: ...What do we do now? (Flash forward in +time and a Bee is about to jump into a pool full of honey) Cannonball! (The bee +gets stuck in the honey and we get a short montage of Bees leaving work) (We see +the Pollen Jocks flying but one of them gets a call on his antenna) LOU LU DUVA: +(Through "phone") We're shutting honey production! : Mission abort. POLLEN JOCK +#1: Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. (The Pollen Jocks +fly back to the hive) (We get a time lapse of Central Park slowly wilting away +as the bees all relax) BARRY: Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out +there. ADAM: Oh, yeah? BARRY: What's going on? Where is everybody? (The entire +street is deserted) : - Are they out celebrating? ADAM: - They're home. : They +don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. : I heard your Uncle Carl was on +his way to San Antonio with a cricket. BARRY: At least we got our honey back. +ADAM: Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? : It's +the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. : This +was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. : And +now... : Now I can't. (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to Vanessa) +BARRY: I don't understand why they're not happy. : I thought their lives would +be better! : They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. +VANESSA: You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? BARRY: - What did you +want to show me? (Vanessa takes Barry to the rooftop where they first had coffee +and points to her store) VANESSA: - This. (Points at her flowers. They are all +grey and wilting) BARRY: What happened here? VANESSA: That is not the half of +it. (Small flash forward in time and Vanessa and Barry are on the roof of her +store and she points to Central Park) (We see that Central Park is no longer +green and colorful, rather it is grey, brown, and dead-like. It is very +depressing to look at) BARRY: Oh, no. Oh, my. : They're all wilting. VANESSA: +Doesn't look very good, does it? BARRY: No. VANESSA: And whose fault do you +think that is? BARRY: You know, I'm gonna guess bees. VANESSA== (Staring at +Barry) Bees? BARRY: Specifically, me. : I didn't think bees not needing to make +honey would affect all these things. VANESSA: It's not just flowers. Fruits, +vegetables, they all need bees. BARRY: That's our whole SAT test right there. +VANESSA: Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. : And then, +of course... BARRY: The human species? : So if there's no more pollination, : it +could all just go south here, couldn't it? VANESSA: I know this is also partly +my fault. BARRY: How about a suicide pact? VANESSA: How do we do it? BARRY: - +I'll sting you, you step on me. VANESSA: - That just kills you twice. BARRY: +Right, right. VANESSA: Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. (Vanessa +leaves) BARRY: (To himself) I had to open my mouth and talk. : Vanessa? : +Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? (Vanessa is getting into a +taxi) VANESSA: To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. : They've +moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. : It's the last +chance I'll ever have to see it. BARRY: Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I +never meant it to turn out like this. VANESSA: I know. Me neither. (The taxi +starts to drive away) BARRY: Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. : Wait +a minute. Roses. Roses? : Roses! : Vanessa! (Barry flies after the Taxi) +VANESSA: Roses?! : Barry? (Barry is flying outside the window of the taxi) +BARRY: - Roses are flowers! VANESSA: - Yes, they are. BARRY: Flowers, bees, +pollen! VANESSA: I know. That's why this is the last parade. BARRY: Maybe not. +Could you ask him to slow down? VANESSA: Could you slow down? (The taxi driver +screeches to a stop and Barry keeps flying forward) : Barry! (Barry flies back +to the window) BARRY: OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all +my fault. VANESSA: Yes, it kind of is. BARRY: I've ruined the planet. I wanted +to help you : with the flower shop. I've made it worse. VANESSA: Actually, it's +completely closed down. BARRY: I thought maybe you were remodeling. : But I have +another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. VANESSA: I don't +want to hear it! BARRY: All right, they have the roses, the roses have the +pollen. : I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. : All we gotta do +is get what they've got back here with what we've got. : - Bees. VANESSA: - +Park. BARRY: - Pollen! VANESSA: - Flowers. BARRY: - Re-pollination! VANESSA: - +Across the nation! : Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, California. : They've got +nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. : Security will be tight. BARRY: I +have an idea. (Flash forward in time. Vanessa is about to board a plane which +has all the Roses on board. VANESSA: Vanessa Bloome, FTD. (Holds out badge) : +Official floral business. It's real. SECURITY GUARD: Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. +=VANESSA== Thank you. It was a gift. (Barry is revealed to be hiding inside the +brooch) (Flash back in time and Barry and Vanessa are discussing their plan) +BARRY: Once inside, we just pick the right float. VANESSA: How about The +Princess and the Pea? : I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! +BARRY: Yes, I got it. : - Where should I sit? GUARD: - What are you? BARRY: - I +believe I'm the pea. GUARD: - The pea? VANESSA: It goes under the mattresses. +GUARD: - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. VANESSA: +You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! : Let's see what this baby'll do. +(Vanessa drives the float through traffic) GUARD: Hey, what are you doing?! +BARRY== Then all we do is blend in with traffic... : ...without arousing +suspicion. : Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. (Flash forward in time +and Barry and Vanessa are about to get on a plane) SECURITY GUARD: Stop! +Security. : - You and your insect pack your float? VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY +GUARD: Has it been in your possession the entire time? VANESSA: - Yes. SECURITY +GUARD: Would you remove your shoes? (To Barry) - Remove your stinger. BARRY: - +It's part of me. SECURITY GUARD: I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your +flight. (Barry plotting with Vanessa) BARRY: Then if we're lucky, we'll have +just enough pollen to do the job. (Flash forward in time and Barry and Vanessa +are flying on the plane) Can you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough +pollen to do the job! VANESSA: I think this is gonna work. BARRY: It's got to +work. CAPTAIN SCOTT: (On intercom) Attention, passengers, this is Captain Scott. +: We have a bit of bad weather in New York. : It looks like we'll experience a +couple hours delay. VANESSA: Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll +never make it. BARRY: I gotta get up there and talk to them. VANESSA== Be +careful. (Barry flies right outside the cockpit door) BARRY: Can I get help with +the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear +hair trimmer. (The flight attendant opens the door and walks out and Barry flies +into the cockpit unseen) BARRY: Captain, I'm in a real situation. CAPTAIN SCOTT: +- What'd you say, Hal? CO-PILOT HAL: - Nothing. (Scott notices Barry and freaks +out) CAPTAIN SCOTT: Bee! BARRY: No,no,no, Don't freak out! My entire species... +(Captain Scott gets out of his seat and tries to suck Barry into a handheld +vacuum) HAL: (To Scott) What are you doing? (Barry lands on Hals hair but Scott +sees him. He tries to suck up Barry but instead he sucks up Hals toupee) CAPTAIN +SCOTT: Uh-oh. BARRY: - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! HAL: (Hal doesn't know +Barry is on his head) - Who's an attorney? CAPTAIN SCOTT: Don't move. (Scott +hits Hal in the face with the vacuum in an attempt to hit Barry. Hal is knocked +out and he falls on the life raft button which launches an infalatable boat into +Scott, who gets knocked out and falls to the floor. They are both uncounscious.) +BARRY: (To himself) Oh, Barry. BARRY: (On intercom, with a Southern accent) Good +afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. : Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in +24B please report to the cockpit? (Vanessa looks confused) (Normal accent) +...And please hurry! (Vanessa opens the door and sees the life raft and the +uncounscious pilots) VANESSA: What happened here? BARRY: I tried to talk to +them, but then there was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. : Now +one's bald, one's in a boat, and they're both unconscious! VANESSA: ...Is that +another bee joke? BARRY: - No! : No one's flying the plane! BUD DITCHWATER: +(Through radio on plane) This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your +status? VANESSA: This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. BUD: +Where's the pilot? VANESSA: He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. BUD: Not +good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience? BARRY: As a matter of fact, +there is. BUD: - Who's that? BARRY: - Barry Benson. BUD: From the honey trial?! +Oh, great. BARRY: Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. : It's got +giant wings, huge engines. VANESSA: I can't fly a plane. BARRY: - Why not? Isn't +John Travolta a pilot? VANESSA: - Yes. BARRY: How hard could it be? (Vanessa +sits down and flies for a little bit but we see lightning clouds outside the +window) VANESSA: Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. (An ominous +lightning storm looms in front of the plane) (We are now watching the Bee News) +BOB BUMBLE: This is Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK +Airport, : where a suspenseful scene is developing. : Barry Benson, fresh from +his legal victory... ADAM: That's Barry! BOB BUMBLE: ...is attempting to land a +plane, loaded with people, flowers : and an incapacitated flight crew. JANET, +MARTIN, UNCLE CAR AND ADAM: Flowers?! (The scene switches to the human news) +REPORTER: (Talking with Bob Bumble) We have a storm in the area and two +individuals at the controls : with absolutely no flight experience. BOB BUMBLE: +Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. BUD: I'm quite familiar with Mr. +Benson and his no-account compadres. : They've done enough damage. REPORTER: But +isn't he your only hope? BUD: Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at +all. : Their wings are too small... BARRY: (Through radio) Haven't we heard this +a million times? : "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no +sense."... BOB BUMBLE: - Get this on the air! BEE: - Got it. BEE NEWS CREW: - +Stand by. BEE NEWS CREW: - We're going live! BARRY: (Through radio on TV) ...The +way we work may be a mystery to you. : Making honey takes a lot of bees doing a +lot of small jobs. : But let me tell you about a small job. : If you do it well, +it makes a big difference. : More than we realized. To us, to everyone. : That's +why I want to get bees back to working together. : That's the bee way! We're not +made of Jell-O. : We get behind a fellow. : - Black and yellow! BEES: - Hello! +(The scene switches and Barry is teaching Vanessa how to fly) BARRY: Left, +right, down, hover. VANESSA: - Hover? BARRY: - Forget hover. VANESSA: This isn't +so hard. (Pretending to honk the horn) Beep-beep! Beep-beep! (A Lightning bolt +hits the plane and autopilot turns off) Barry, what happened?! BARRY: Wait, I +think we were on autopilot the whole time. VANESSA: - That may have been helping +me. BARRY: - And now we're not! VANESSA: So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. +(The plane plummets but we see Lou Lu Duva and the Pollen Jocks, along with +multiple other bees flying towards the plane) Lou Lu DUva: All of you, let's get +behind this fellow! Move it out! : Move out! (The scene switches back to Vanessa +and Barry in the plane) BARRY: Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy +me with the wings of the plane! (Barry sticks out his arms like an airplane and +flys in front of Vanessa's face) VANESSA: Don't have to yell. BARRY: I'm not +yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. VANESSA: It's very hard to concentrate with +that panicky tone in your voice! BARRY: It's not a tone. I'm panicking! VANESSA: +I can't do this! (Barry slaps Vanessa) BARRY: Vanessa, pull yourself together. +You have to snap out of it! VANESSA: (Slaps Barry) You snap out of it. BARRY: +(Slaps Vanessa) : You snap out of it. VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - +You snap out of it! (We see that all the Pollen Jocks are flying under the +plane) VANESSA: - You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! VANESSA: - +You snap out of it! BARRY: - You snap out of it! VANESSA: - Hold it! BARRY: - +Why? Come on, it's my turn. VANESSA: How is the plane flying? (The plane is now +safely flying) VANESSA: I don't know. (Barry's antennae rings like a phone. +Barry picks up) BARRY: Hello? LOU LU DUVA: (Through "phone") Benson, got any +flowers for a happy occasion in there? (All of the Pollen Jocks are carrying the +plane) BARRY: The Pollen Jocks! : They do get behind a fellow. LOU LU DUVA: - +Black and yellow. POLLEN JOCKS: - Hello. LOU LU DUVA: All right, let's drop this +tin can on the blacktop. BARRY: Where? I can't see anything. Can you? VANESSA: +No, nothing. It's all cloudy. : Come on. You got to think bee, Barry. BARRY: - +Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. (On the runway there are millions of bees laying +on their backs) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: Wait a +minute. I think I'm feeling something. VANESSA: - What? BARRY: - I don't know. +It's strong, pulling me. : Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. : Bring the nose +down. BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! CONTROL TOWER OPERATOR: - +What in the world is on the tarmac? BUD: - Get some lights on that! (It is +revealed that all the bees are organized into a giant pulsating flower +formation) BEES: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! BARRY: - Vanessa, aim +for the flower. VANESSA: - OK. BARRY: Out the engines. We're going in on bee +power. Ready, boys? LOU LU DUVA: Affirmative! BARRY: Good. Good. Easy, now. +That's it. : Land on that flower! : Ready? Full reverse! : Spin it around! (The +plane's nose is pointed at a flower painted on a nearby plane) - Not that +flower! The other one! VANESSA: - Which one? BARRY: - That flower. (The plane is +now pointed at a fat guy in a flowered shirt. He freaks out and tries to take a +picture of the plane) VANESSA: - I'm aiming at the flower! BARRY: That's a fat +guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of +bees! (The plane hovers over the bee-flower) : Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. +: Rotate around it. VANESSA: - This is insane, Barry! BARRY: - This's the only +way I know how to fly. BUD: Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an +insect-like pattern? (The plane is unrealistically hovering and spinning over +the bee-flower) BARRY: Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full +reverse! : Just drop it. Be a part of it. : Aim for the center! : Now drop it +in! Drop it in, woman! : Come on, already. (The bees scatter and the plane +safely lands) VANESSA: Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly! BARRY: - Yes! +(Vanessa is about to high-five Barry) No high-five! VANESSA: - Right. ADAM: +Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? BARRY: What giant flower? Where? +Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! ADAM: - Thank you. BARRY: - But +we're not done yet. : Listen, everyone! : This runway is covered with the last +pollen : from the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. : That means this is +our last chance. : We're the only ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and +dress like this. : If we're gonna survive as a species, this is our moment! What +do you say? : Are we going to be bees, or just Museum of Natural History +keychains? BEES: We're bees! BEE WHO LIKES KEYCHAINS: Keychain! BARRY: Then +follow me! Except Keychain. POLLEN JOCK #1: Hold on, Barry. Here. : You've +earned this. BARRY: Yeah! : I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I +gotta do are the sleeves. (The Pollen Jocks throw Barry a nectar-collecting gun. +Barry catches it) Oh, yeah. JANET: That's our Barry. (Barry and the Pollen Jocks +get pollen from the flowers on the plane) (Flash forward in time and the Pollen +Jocks are flying over NYC) : (Barry pollinates the flowers in Vanessa's shop and +then heads to Central Park) BOY IN PARK: Mom! The bees are back! ADAM: (Putting +on his Krelman hat) If anybody needs to make a call, now's the time. : I got a +feeling we'll be working late tonight! (The bee honey factories are back up and +running) (Meanwhile at Vanessa's shop) VANESSA: (To customer) Here's your +change. Have a great afternoon! Can I help who's next? : Would you like some +honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. (There is a room in the +shop where Barry does legal work for other animals. He is currently talking with +a Cow) COW: Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a nickel! : +Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! BARRY: I had no idea. VANESSA: +Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? BARRY: Would you excuse me? My mosquito +associate will help you. MOOSEBLOOD: Sorry I'm late. COW: He's a lawyer too? +MOOSEBLOOD: Ma'am, I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a +briefcase. VANESSA: Have a great afternoon! : Barry, I just got this huge tulip +order, and I can't get them anywhere. BARRY: No problem, Vannie. Just leave it +to me. VANESSA: You're a lifesaver, Barry. Can I help who's next? BARRY: All +right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. VANESSA: Thank you, Barry! (Ken walks +by on the sidewalk and sees the "bee-approved honey" in Vanessa's shop) KEN: +That bee is living my life!! ANDY: Let it go, Kenny. KEN: - When will this +nightmare end?! ANDY: - Let it all go. BARRY: - Beautiful day to fly. POLLEN +JOCK: - Sure is. BARRY: Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that +office. (Barry recreates the scene near the beginning of the movie where he +flies through the box kite. The movie fades to black and the credits being) +[--after credits; No scene can be seen but the characters can be heard talking +over the credits--] You have got to start thinking bee, my friend! : - Thinking +bee! - Me? BARRY: (Talking over singer) Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. +Hold it. : I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here? SINGER: Oh, +BarryBARRY: I'm not making a major life decision during a production number! +SINGER: All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys. BARRY: I had virtually +no rehearsal for that.