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| I've got issues!
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| (Ken sprays Barry with the shower head and he crash lands into the toilet)
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| (Ken menacingly looks down into the toilet at Barry)
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| Well, well, well, a royal flush!
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| BARRY:
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| - You're bluffing.
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| KEN:
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| - Am I?
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| (flushes toilet)
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| (Barry grabs a chapstick from the toilet seat and uses it to surf in the
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| flushing toilet)
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| BARRY:
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| Surf's up, dude!
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| (Barry flies out of the toilet on the chapstick and sprays Ken's face with
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| the toilet water)
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| :
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| EW,Poo water!
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| BARRY:
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| That bowl is gnarly.
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| KEN:
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| (Aiming a toilet cleaner at Barry)
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| Except for those dirty yellow rings!
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| (Barry cowers and covers his head and Vanessa runs in and takes the toilet
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| cleaner from Ken just before he hits Barry)
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| VANESSA:
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| Kenneth! What are you doing?!
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| KEN==
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| (Leaning towards Barry)
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|
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| You know, I don't even like honey!
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| I don't eat it!
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| VANESSA:
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| We need to talk!
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| (Vanessa pulls Ken out of the bathroom)
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| :
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| He's just a little bee!
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| :
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| And he happens to be
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| the nicest bee I've met in a long time!
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| KEN:
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| Long time? What are you talking about?!
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| Are there other bugs in your life?
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| VANESSA:
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| No, but there are other things bugging
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| me in life. And you're one of them!
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| KEN:
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| Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night...
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| :
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| My nerves are fried from riding
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| on this emotional roller coaster!
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| VANESSA:
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| Goodbye, Ken.
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| (Ken huffs and walks out and slams the door. But suddenly he walks back in
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| and stares at Barry)
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| :
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| And for your information,
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| I prefer sugar-free, artificial
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| sweeteners MADE BY MAN!
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| (Ken leaves again and Vanessa leans in towards Barry)
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| VANESSA:
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| I'm sorry about all that.
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| (Ken walks back in again)
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|
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| KEN:
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| I know it's got
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| an aftertaste! I LIKE IT!
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| (Ken leaves for the last time)
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| VANESSA:
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| I always felt there was some kind
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| of barrier between Ken and me.
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| :
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| I couldn't overcome it.
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| Oh, well.
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| :
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| Are you OK for the trial?
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| BARRY:
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| I believe Mr. Montgomery
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| is about out of ideas.
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| (Flash forward in time and Barry, Adam, and Vanessa are back in court)
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| MONTGOMERY--
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| We would like to call
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| Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand.
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| ADAM:
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| Good idea! You can really see why he's
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| considered one of the best lawyers...
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| (Barry stares at Adam)
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| ...Yeah.
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| LAWYER:
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| Layton, you've
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| gotta weave some magic
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| with this jury,
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| or it's gonna be all over.
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| Don't worry. The only thing I have
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| to do to turn this jury around
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| :
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| is to remind them
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| of what they don't like about bees.
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| (To lawyer)
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|
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| - You got the tweezers?
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| LAWYER:
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| - Are you allergic?
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| Only to losing, son. Only to losing.
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| :
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| Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you
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| what I think we'd all like to know.
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| :
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| What exactly is your relationship
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| (Points to Vanessa)
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| :
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| to that woman?
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| BARRY:
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| We're friends.
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| - Good friends?
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| BARRY:
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| - Yes.
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| How good? Do you live together?
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| ADAM:
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| Wait a minute...
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| :
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| Are you her little...
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| :
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| ...bedbug?
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| (Adam's stinger starts vibrating. He is agitated)
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| I've seen a bee documentary or two.
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| From what I understand,
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|
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| :
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| doesn't your queen give birth
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| to all the bee children?
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| BARRY:
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| - Yeah, but...
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| (Pointing at Janet and Martin)
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| - So those aren't your real parents!
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| JANET:
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| - Oh, Barry...
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| BARRY:
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| - Yes, they are!
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| ADAM:
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| Hold me back!
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| (Vanessa tries to hold Adam back. He wants to sting Montgomery)
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| You're an illegitimate bee,
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| aren't you, Benson?
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| ADAM:
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| He's denouncing bees!
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| Don't y'all date your cousins?
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| (Montgomery leans over on the jury stand and stares at Adam)
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| VANESSA:
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| - Objection!
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| (Vanessa raises her hand to object but Adam gets free. He flies straight at
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| Montgomery)
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| =ADAM:
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| - I'm going to pincushion this guy!
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| BARRY:
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| Adam, don't! It's what he wants!
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| (Adam stings Montgomery in the butt and he starts thrashing around)
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|
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| Oh, I'm hit!!
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| :
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| Oh, lordy, I am hit!
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| JUDGE BUMBLETON:
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| (Banging gavel)
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| Order! Order!
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| (Overreacting)
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| The venom! The venom
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| is coursing through my veins!
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| :
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| I have been felled
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| by a winged beast of destruction!
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| :
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| You see? You can't treat them
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| like equals! They're striped savages!
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| :
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| Stinging's the only thing
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| they know! It's their way!
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| BARRY:
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| - Adam, stay with me.
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| ADAM:
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| - I can't feel my legs.
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| (Overreacting and throwing his body around the room)
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| What angel of mercy
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| will come forward to suck the poison
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| :
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| from my heaving buttocks?
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| JUDGE BUMLBETON:
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| I will have order in this court. Order!
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|
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| Order, please!
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| (Flash forward in time and we see a human news reporter)
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| NEWS REPORTER:
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| The case of the honeybees
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| versus the human race
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| took a pointed turn against the bees
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| yesterday when one of their legal
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| team stung Layton T. Montgomery.
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| (Adam is laying in a hospital bed and Barry flies in to see him)
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| BARRY:
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| - Hey, buddy.
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| ADAM:
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| - Hey.
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| BARRY:
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| - Is there much pain?
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| ADAM:
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| - Yeah.
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| :
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| I...
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| :
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| I blew the whole case, didn't I?
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| BARRY:
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| It doesn't matter. What matters is
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| you're alive. You could have died.
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| ADAM:
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| I'd be better off dead. Look at me.
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| (A small plastic sword is replaced as Adam's stinger)
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| They got it from the cafeteria
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| downstairs, in a tuna sandwich.
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|
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| :
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| Look, there's
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| a little celery still on it.
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| (Flicks off the celery and sighs)
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| BARRY:
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| What was it like to sting someone?
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| ADAM:
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| I can't explain it. It was all...
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| :
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| All adrenaline and then...
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| and then ecstasy!
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| BARRY:
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| ...All right.
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| ADAM:
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| You think it was all a trap?
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| BARRY:
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| Of course. I'm sorry.
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| I flew us right into this.
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| :
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| What were we thinking? Look at us. We're
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| just a couple of bugs in this world.
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| ADAM:
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| What will the humans do to us
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| if they win?
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| BARRY:
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| I don't know.
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| ADAM:
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| I hear they put the roaches in motels.
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| That doesn't sound so bad.
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| BARRY:
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| Adam, they check in,
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| but they don't check out!
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|
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| ADAM:
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| Oh, my.
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| (Coughs)
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| Could you get a nurse
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| to close that window?
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| BARRY:
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| - Why?
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| ADAM:
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| - The smoke.
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| (We can see that two humans are smoking cigarettes outside)
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| :
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| Bees don't smoke.
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| BARRY:
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| Right. Bees don't smoke.
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| :
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| Bees don't smoke!
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| But some bees are smoking.
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| That's it! That's our case!
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| ADAM:
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| It is? It's not over?
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| BARRY:
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| Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere.
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| :
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| Get back to the court and stall.
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| Stall any way you can.
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| (Flash forward in time and Adam is making a paper boat in the courtroom)
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| ADAM:
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| And assuming you've done step 29 correctly, you're ready for the tub!
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| (We see that the jury have each made their own paper boats after being
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| taught how by Adam. They all look confused)
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| JUDGE BUMBLETON:
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|
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| Mr. Flayman.
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| ADAM:
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| Yes? Yes, Your Honor!
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| JUDGE BUMBLETON:
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| Where is the rest of your team?
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| ADAM:
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| (Continues stalling)
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| Well, Your Honor, it's interesting.
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| :
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| Bees are trained to fly haphazardly,
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| :
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| and as a result,
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| we don't make very good time.
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| :
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| I actually heard a funny story about...
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| Your Honor,
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| haven't these ridiculous bugs
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| :
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| taken up enough
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| of this court's valuable time?
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| :
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| How much longer will we allow
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| these absurd shenanigans to go on?
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| :
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| They have presented no compelling
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| evidence to support their charges
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| :
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| against my clients,
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| who run legitimate businesses.
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| I move for a complete dismissal
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|
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| of this entire case!
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| JUDGE BUMBLETON:
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| Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going
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| :
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| to have to consider
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| Mr. Montgomery's motion.
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| ADAM:
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| But you can't! We have a terrific case.
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| Where is your proof?
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| Where is the evidence?
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| Show me the smoking gun!
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| BARRY:
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| (Barry flies in through the door)
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| Hold it, Your Honor!
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| You want a smoking gun?
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| :
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| Here is your smoking gun.
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| (Vanessa walks in holding a bee smoker. She sets it down on the Judge's
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| podium)
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| JUDGE BUMBLETON:
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| What is that?
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| BARRY:
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| It's a bee smoker!
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| (Picks up smoker)
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| What, this?
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| This harmless little contraption?
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| :
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| This couldn't hurt a fly,
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| let alone a bee.
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| (Montgomery accidentally fires it at the bees in the crowd and they faint
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|
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| and cough)
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| (Dozens of reporters start taking pictures of the suffering bees)
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| BARRY:
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| Look at what has happened
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| :
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| to bees who have never been asked,
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| "Smoking or non?"
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| :
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| Is this what nature intended for us?
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| :
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| To be forcibly addicted
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| to smoke machines
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| :
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| and man-made wooden slat work camps?
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| :
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| Living out our lives as honey slaves
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| to the white man?
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| (Barry points to the honey industry owners. One of them is an African
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| American so he awkwardly separates himself from the others)
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| LAWYER:
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| - What are we gonna do?
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| - He's playing the species card.
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| BARRY:
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| Ladies and gentlemen, please,
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| free these bees!
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| ADAM AND VANESSA:
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| Free the bees! Free the bees!
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| BEES IN CROWD:
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| Free the bees!
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| HUMAN JURY:
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| Free the bees! Free the bees!
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| JUDGE BUMBLETON:
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| The court finds in favor of the bees!
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|
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| BARRY:
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| Vanessa, we won!
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| VANESSA:
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| I knew you could do it! High-five!
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| (Vanessa hits Barry hard because her hand is too big)
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| :
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| Sorry.
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| BARRY:
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| (Overjoyed)
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| I'm OK! You know what this means?
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| :
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| All the honey
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| will finally belong to the bees.
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| :
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| Now we won't have
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| to work so hard all the time.
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| MONTGOMERY:
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| This is an unholy perversion
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| of the balance of nature, Benson.
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| :
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| You'll regret this.
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| (Montgomery leaves and Barry goes outside the courtroom. Several reporters
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| start asking Barry questions)
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| REPORTER 1#:
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| Barry, how much honey is out there?
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| BARRY:
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| All right. One at a time.
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| REPORTER 2#:
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| Barry, who are you wearing?
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| BARRY:
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| My sweater is Ralph Lauren,
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| and I have no pants.
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|
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| (Barry flies outside with the paparazzi and Adam and Vanessa stay back)
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| ADAM:
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| (To Vanessa)
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| - What if Montgomery's right?
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| Vanessa:
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| - What do you mean?
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| ADAM:
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| We've been living the bee way
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| a long time, 27 million years.
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| (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to a man)
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| BUSINESS MAN:
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| Congratulations on your victory.
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| What will you demand as a settlement?
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| BARRY:
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| First, we'll demand a complete shutdown
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| of all bee work camps.
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| (As Barry is talking we see a montage of men putting "closed" tape over the
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| work camps and freeing the bees in the crappy apartments)
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| Then we want back the honey
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| that was ours to begin with,
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| :
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| every last drop.
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| (Men in suits are pushing all the honey of the aisle and into carts)
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| We demand an end to the glorification
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| of the bear as anything more
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| (We see a statue of a bear-shaped honey container being pulled down by
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| bees)
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| than a filthy, smelly,
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| bad-breath stink machine.
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| :
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| We're all aware
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| of what they do in the woods.
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| (We see Winnie the Pooh sharing his honey with Piglet in the cross-hairs of
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| a high-tech sniper rifle)
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| BARRY:
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| (Looking through binoculars)
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|
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| Wait for my signal.
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| :
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| Take him out.
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| (Winnie gets hit by a tranquilizer dart and dramatically falls off the log
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| he was standing on, his tongue hanging out. Piglet looks at Pooh in fear
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| and the Sniper takes the honey.)
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| SNIPER:
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| He'll have nausea
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| for a few hours, then he'll be fine.
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| (Flash forward in time)
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| BARRY:
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| And we will no longer tolerate
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| bee-negative nicknames...
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| (Mr. Sting is sitting at home until he is taken out of his house by the men
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| in suits)
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| STING:
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| But it's just a prance-about stage name!
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| BARRY:
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| ...unnecessary inclusion of honey
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| in bogus health products
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| :
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| and la-dee-da human
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| tea-time snack garnishments.
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| (An old lady is mixing honey into her tea but suddenly men in suits smash
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| her face down on the table and take the honey)
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| OLD LADY:
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| Can't breathe.
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| (A honey truck pulls up to Barry's hive)
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| WORKER:
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| Bring it in, boys!
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| :
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| Hold it right there! Good.
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| :
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| Tap it.
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|
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| (Tons of honey is being pumped into the hive's storage)
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| BEE WORKER 1#:
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| (Honey overflows from the cup)
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| Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups,
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| and there's gallons more coming!
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| :
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| - I think we need to shut down!
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| =BEE WORKER #2=
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| - Shut down? We've never shut down.
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| :
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| Shut down honey production!
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| DEAN BUZZWELL:
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| Stop making honey!
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| (The bees all leave their stations. Two bees run into a room and they put
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| the keys into a machine)
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| Turn your key, sir!
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| (Two worker bees dramatically turn their keys, which opens the button which
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| they press, shutting down the honey-making machines. This is the first time
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| this has ever happened)
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| BEE:
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| ...What do we do now?
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| (Flash forward in time and a Bee is about to jump into a pool full of
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| honey)
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| Cannonball!
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| (The bee gets stuck in the honey and we get a short montage of Bees leaving
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| work)
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| (We see the Pollen Jocks flying but one of them gets a call on his antenna)
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| LOU LU DUVA:
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| (Through "phone")
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| We're shutting honey production!
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| :
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| Mission abort.
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| POLLEN JOCK #1:
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| Aborting pollination and nectar detail.
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| Returning to base.
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| (The Pollen Jocks fly back to the hive)
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|
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| (We get a time lapse of Central Park slowly wilting away as the bees all
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| relax)
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| BARRY:
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| Adam, you wouldn't believe
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| how much honey was out there.
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| ADAM:
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| Oh, yeah?
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| BARRY:
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| What's going on? Where is everybody?
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| (The entire street is deserted)
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| :
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| - Are they out celebrating?
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| ADAM:
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| - They're home.
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| :
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| They don't know what to do.
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| Laying out, sleeping in.
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| :
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| I heard your Uncle Carl was on his way
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| to San Antonio with a cricket.
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| BARRY:
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| At least we got our honey back.
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| ADAM:
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| Sometimes I think, so what if humans
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| liked our honey? Who wouldn't?
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| :
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| It's the greatest thing in the world!
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| I was excited to be part of making it.
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| :
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| This was my new desk. This was my
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| new job. I wanted to do it really well.
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| :
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|
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| And now...
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| :
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| Now I can't.
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| (Flash forward in time and Barry is talking to Vanessa)
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| BARRY:
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| I don't understand
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| why they're not happy.
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| :
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| I thought their lives would be better!
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| :
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| They're doing nothing. It's amazing.
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| Honey really changes people.
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| VANESSA:
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| You don't have any idea
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| what's going on, do you?
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| BARRY:
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| - What did you want to show me?
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| (Vanessa takes Barry to the rooftop where they first had coffee and points
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| to her store)
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| VANESSA:
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| - This.
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| (Points at her flowers. They are all grey and wilting)
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| BARRY:
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| What happened here?
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| VANESSA:
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| That is not the half of it.
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| (Small flash forward in time and Vanessa and Barry are on the roof of her
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| store and she points to Central Park)
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| (We see that Central Park is no longer green and colorful, rather it is
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| grey, brown, and dead-like. It is very depressing to look at)
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| BARRY:
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| Oh, no. Oh, my.
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| :
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|
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| They're all wilting.
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| VANESSA:
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| Doesn't look very good, does it?
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| BARRY:
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| No.
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| VANESSA:
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| And whose fault do you think that is?
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| BARRY:
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| You know, I'm gonna guess bees.
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| VANESSA==
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| (Staring at Barry)
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| Bees?
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| BARRY:
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| Specifically, me.
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| :
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| I didn't think bees not needing to make
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| 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.
| |