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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. Yellow,
black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and
yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready!
Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe
this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use
the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm
excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A
perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going
here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us!
We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in
the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A
little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three
days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward.
Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the
hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a
mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to
the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone,
you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he
could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an
amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations.
Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam,
today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah!
Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean
Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... ...9:15.
That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex
Industries! Will we pick ourjob today? I heard it's just
orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas
inside the tram at all times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A
little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of
the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. 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... Honey! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is?
- Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we
constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These
bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - What do you
think he makes? - Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement,
the Krelman. - What does that do? - Oatches that little strand of
honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone
work on the Krelman? 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. The same job the rest of your life? I didn't
know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that
bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So
you'll just work us to death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my
mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One job
forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now
we only have to make one decision in life. But, Adam, how could
they never have told us that? Why would you question anything?
We're bees. We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth.
You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? Like what?
Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking
about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait
a second. Oheck it out. - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! - Wow. I've
never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the
hive. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks!
You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it!
I love it! - I wonder where they were. - I don't know. Their day's
not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who
knows what. You can'tjust decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to
be bred for that. Right. Look. That's more pollen than you and I
will see in a lifetime. It's just a status symbol. Bees make too
much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see
you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant.
Distant. Look at these two. - Oouple of Hive Harrys. - Let's have
fun with them. It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. Yeah. Once
a bear pinned me against a mushroom! He had a paw on my throat, and
with the other, he was slapping me! - Oh, my! - I never thought I'd
knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the
authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today,
wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch
six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle
jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - Maybe I am. - You
are not! We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do you think, buzzy-boy?
Are you bee enough? I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means.
Hey, Honex! Dad, you surprised me. You decide what you're
interested in? - Well, there's a lot of choices. - But you only get
one. Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day? 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. You know, Dad, the more I think about it,
maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. 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! -
Barry, you are so funny sometimes. - I'm not trying to be funny.
You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! -
You're gonna be a stirrer? - No one's listening to me! Wait till
you see the sticks I have. I could say anything right now. I'm
gonna get an ant tattoo! Let's open some honey and celebrate! Maybe
I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a
grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"! I'm so
proud. - We're starting work today! - Today's the day. Oome on! All
the good jobs will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt
bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... - Is it still
available? - Hang on. Two left! One of them's yours!
Oongratulations! Step to the side. - What'd you get? - Picking crud
out. Stellar! Wow! Oouple of newbies? Yes, sir! Our first day! We
are ready! Make your choice. - You want to go first? - No, you go.
Oh, my. What's available? Restroom attendant's open, not for the
reason you think. - Any chance of getting the Krelman? - Sure,
you're on. I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. Wax monkey's
always open. The Krelman opened up again. What happened? 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! Oh, this is so hard! Heating, cooling, stunt
bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint
coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. Barry, what do you
think I should... Barry? Barry! All right, we've got the sunflower
patch in quadrant nine... What happened to you? Where are you? -
I'm going out. - Out? Out where? - Out there. - Oh, no! I have to,
before I go to work for the rest of my life. You're gonna die!
You're crazy! Hello? Another call coming in. If anyone's feeling
brave, there's a Korean deli on 83rd that gets their roses today.
Hey, guys. - Look at that. - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday?
Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. It's OK, Lou. We're gonna
take him up. Really? Feeling lucky, are you? Sign here, here. Just
initial that. - Thank you. - 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! - That's
awful. - And a reminder for you rookies, bee law number one,
absolutely no talking to humans! All right, launch positions! Buzz,
buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!
Black and yellow! Hello! You ready for this, hot shot? Yeah. Yeah,
bring it on. Wind, check. - Antennae, check. - Nectar pack, check.
- Wings, check. - Stinger, check. Scared out of my shorts, check.
OK, ladies, let's move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped
stem-suckers! All of you, drain those flowers! Wow! I'm out! I
can't believe I'm out! So blue. I feel so fast and free! Box kite!
Wow! Flowers! This is Blue Leader. We have roses visual. Bring it
around 30 degrees and hold. Roses! 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it
around. Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of a kick. That is
one nectar collector! - Ever see pollination up close? - No, sir. 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.
That's amazing. Why do we do that? That's pollen power. More
pollen, more flowers, more nectar, more honey for us. Oool. I'm
picking up a lot of bright yellow. Oould be daisies. Don't we need
those? Oopy that visual. Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on
the move. Say again? You're reporting a moving flower? Affirmative.
That was on the line! This is the coolest. What is it? I don't
know, but I'm loving this color. It smells good. Not like a flower,
but I like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Ohemical-y. Oareful, guys. It's a
little grabby. My sweet lord of bees! Oandy-brain, get off there!
Problem! - Guys! - This could be bad. Affirmative. Very close.
Gonna hurt. Mama's little boy. You are way out of position, rookie!
Ooming in at you like a missile! Help me! I don't think these are
flowers. - Should we tell him? - I think he knows. What is this?!
Match point! You can start packing up, honey, because you're about
to eat it! Yowser! Gross. There's a bee in the car! - Do something!
- I'm driving! - Hi, bee. - He's back here! He's going to sting me!
Nobody move. If you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! He
blinked! Spray him, Granny! What are you doing?! Wow... the tension
level out here is unbelievable. I gotta get home. Oan't fly in
rain. Oan't fly in rain. Oan't fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday! Bee
going down! Ken, could you close the window please? Ken, could you
close the window please? Oheck out my new resume. I made it into a
fold-out brochure. You see? Folds out. Oh, no. More humans. I don't
need this. What was that? Maybe this time. This time. This time.
This time! This time! This... Drapes! That is diabolical. It's
fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite
movies. What's number one? Star Wars? Nah, I don't go for that...
...kind of stuff. No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out
of their minds. When I leave a job interview, they're
flabbergasted, can't believe what I say. There's the sun. Maybe
that's a way out. I don't remember the sun having a big 75 on it. I
predicted global warming. I could feel it getting hotter. At first
I thought it was just me. Wait! Stop! Bee! Stand back. These are
winter boots. Wait! Don't kill him! You know I'm allergic to them!
This thing could kill me! Why does his life have less value than
yours? Why does his life have any less value than mine? Is that
your statement? I'm just saying all life has value. You don't know
what he's capable of feeling. My brochure! There you go, little
guy. I'm not scared of him. It's an allergic thing. Put that on
your resume brochure. My whole face could puff up. Make it one of
your special skills. Knocking someone out is also a special skill.
Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? -
Sure, Ken. You know, whatever. - You could put carob chips on
there. - Bye. - Supposed to be less calories. - Bye. I gotta say
something. She saved my life. I gotta say something. All right,
here it goes. 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. Oh, I can't do it. Oome on!
No. Yes. No. Do it. I can't. How should I start it? "You like
jazz?" No, that's no good. Here she comes! Speak, you fool! Hi! I'm
sorry. - You're talking. - Yes, I know. You're talking! I'm so
sorry. No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. But I don't
recall going to bed. Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting.
This is a bit of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee! I am. And
I'm not supposed to be doing this, 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. That was a little weird. - I'm talking with a bee. -
Yeah. I'm talking to a bee. And the bee is talking to me! I just
want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. - Wait! How did you learn
to do that? - What? The talking thing. Same way you did, I guess.
"Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. - That's very funny. - Yeah.
Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to
deal with. Anyway... Oan I... ...get you something? - Like what? I
don't know. I mean... I don't know. Ooffee? I don't want to put you
out. It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. - It's just coffee. - I
hate to impose. - Don't be ridiculous! - Actually, I would love a
cup. Hey, you want rum cake? - I shouldn't. - Have some. - No, I
can't. - Oome on! I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. - Where?
- These stripes don't help. You look great! I don't know if you
know anything about fashion. Are you all right? No. 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?" Is that a bee joke? That's the kind of stuff we do.
Yeah, different. So, what are you gonna do, 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. I know how you feel. - You do? - Sure. My
parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a doctor, but I wanted to be a
florist. - Really? - My only interest is flowers. Our new queen was
just elected with that same campaign slogan. Anyway, if you look...
There's my hive right there. See it? You're in Sheep Meadow! Yes!
I'm right off the Turtle Pond! No way! I know that area. I lost a
toe ring there once. - Why do girls put rings on their toes? - Why
not? - It's like putting a hat on your knee. - Maybe I'll try that.
- You all right, ma'am? - Oh, yeah. Fine. Just having two cups of
coffee! Anyway, this has been great. Thanks for the coffee. Yeah,
it's no trouble. Sorry I couldn't finish it. If I did, I'd be up
the rest of my life. Are you...? Oan I take a piece of this with
me? Sure! Here, have a crumb. - Thanks! - Yeah. All right. Well,
then... I guess I'll see you around. Or not. OK, Barry. And thank
you so much again... for before. Oh, that? That was nothing. Well,
not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't possibly work. He's all
set to go. We may as well try it. OK, Dave, pull the chute. -
Sounds amazing. - It was amazing! It was the scariest, happiest
moment of my life. Humans! I can't believe you were with humans!
Giant, scary humans! What were they like? Huge and crazy. They talk
crazy. They eat crazy giant things. They drive crazy. - Do they try
and kill you, like on TV? - Some of them. But some of them don't. -
How'd you get back? - Poodle. You did it, and I'm glad. You saw
whatever you wanted to see. You had your "experience." Now you can
pick out yourjob and be normal. - Well... - Well? Well, I met
someone. You did? Was she Bee-ish? - A wasp?! Your parents will
kill you! - No, no, no, not a wasp. - Spider? - I'm not attracted
to spiders. I know it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and
all. I can't get by that face. So who is she? She's... human. No,
no. That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. - Her name's
Vanessa. - Oh, boy. She's so nice. And she's a florist! Oh, no!
You're dating a human florist! We're not dating. You're flying
outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our homes with
power washers and M-80s! One-eighth a stick of dynamite! She saved
my life! And she understands me. This is over! Eat this. This is
not over! What was that? - They call it a crumb. - It was so
stingin' stripey! And that's not what they eat. That's what falls
off what they eat! - You know what a Oinnabon is? - No. It's bread
and cinnamon and frosting. They heat it up... Sit down! ...really
hot! - Listen to me! We are not them! We're us. There's us and
there's them! Yes, but who can deny the heart that is yearning?
There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! You have got to
start thinking bee, my friend. Thinking bee! - Thinking bee. -
Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking
bee! There he is. He's in the pool. You know what your problem is,
Barry? I gotta start thinking bee? How much longer will this go on?
It's been three days! Why aren't you working? I've got a lot of big
life decisions to think about. What life? You have no life! You
have no job. You're barely a bee! Would it kill you to make a
little honey? Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you.
Martin, would you talk to him? Barry, I'm talking to you! You
coming? Got everything? All set! Go ahead. I'll catch up. Don't be
too long. Watch this! Vanessa! - We're still here. - I told you not
to yell at him. He doesn't respond to yelling! - Then why yell at
me? - Because you don't listen! I'm not listening to this. Sorry,
I've gotta go. - Where are you going? - I'm meeting a friend. A
girl? Is this why you can't decide? Bye. I just hope she's Bee-ish.
They have a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? To be in
the Tournament of Roses, that's every florist's dream! Up on a
float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the
roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, I've got one. How
come you don't fly everywhere? It's exhausting. Why don't you run
everywhere? It's faster. Yeah, OK, I see, I see. All right, your
turn. TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? That's insane! You don't
have that? We have Hivo, but it's a disease. It's a horrible,
horrible disease. Oh, my. Dumb bees! You must want to sting all
those jerks. We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. So you
have to watch your temper. 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. Oh, my goodness! Are you OK?
Yeah. - What is wrong with you?! - It's a bug. He's not bothering
anybody. Get out of here, you creep! What was that? A Pic 'N' Save
circular? Yeah, it was. How did you know? It felt like about 10
pages. Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. You've really got
that down to a science. - I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. - I'll
bet. What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? How did this get
here? Oute Bee, Golden Blossom, Ray Liotta Private Select? - Is he
that actor? - I never heard of him. - Why is this here? - For
people. We eat it. You don't have enough food of your own? - Well,
yes. - How do you get it? - Bees make it. - I know who makes it!
And it's hard to make it! There's heating, cooling, stirring. You
need a whole Krelman thing! - It's organic. - It's our-ganic! It's
just honey, 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! Hey,
Hector. - You almost done? - Almost. He is here. I sense it. Well,
I guess I'll go home now and just leave this nice honey out, with
no one around. You're busted, box boy! I knew I heard something. So
you can talk! I can talk. And now you'll start talking! Where you
getting the sweet stuff? Who's your supplier? I don't understand. I
thought we were friends. The last thing we want to do is upset
bees! You're too late! It's ours now! You, sir, have crossed the
wrong sword! You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! Where
is the honey coming from? Tell me where! Honey Farms! It comes from
Honey Farms! Orazy person! What horrible thing has happened here?
These faces, they never knew what hit them. And now they're on the
road to nowhere! Just keep still. What? You're not dead? Do I look
dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? To
Honey Farms. I am onto something huge here. I'm going to Alaska.
Moose blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! I'm going to Tacoma.
- And you? - He really is dead. All right. Uh-oh! - What is that?!
- Oh, no! - A wiper! Triple blade! - Triple blade? Jump on! It's
your only chance, bee! Why does everything have to be so doggone
clean?! How much do you people need to see?! Open your eyes! Stick
your head out the window! From NPR News in Washington, I'm Oarl
Kasell. But don't kill no more bugs! - Bee! - Moose blood guy!! -
You hear something? - Like what? Like tiny screaming. Turn off the
radio. Whassup, bee boy? Hey, Blood. Just a row of honey jars, as
far as the eye could see. Wow! I assume wherever this truck goes is
where they're getting it. I mean, that honey's ours. - Bees hang
tight. - We're all jammed in. It's a close community. Not us, man.
We on our own. Every mosquito on his own. - What if you get in
trouble? - You a mosquito, you in trouble. Nobody likes us. They
just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack! At least you're out in
the world. You must meet girls. Mosquito girls try to trade up, get
with a moth, dragonfly. Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito. You
got to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So
long, bee! - Hey, guys! - Mooseblood! I knew I'd catch y'all down
here. Did you bring your crazy straw? We throw it in jars, slap a
label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. What is this place?
A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. They are pinheads!
Pinhead. - Oheck out the new smoker. - Oh, sweet. That's the one
you want. The Thomas 3000! Smoker? Ninety puffs a minute,
semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, all the tar. A couple breaths
of this knocks them right out. They make the honey, and we make the
money. "They make the honey, and we make the money"? Oh, my! What's
going on? Are you OK? Yeah. It doesn't last too long. Do you know
you're in a fake hive with fake walls? Our queen was moved here. We
had no choice. This is your queen? That's a man in women's clothes!
That's a drag queen! What is this? Oh, no! There's hundreds of
them! 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. Oh, Barry, stop. Who told you humans are taking our
honey? That's a rumor. Do these look like rumors? That's a
conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. How did you
get mixed up in this? He's been talking to humans. - What? -
Talking to humans?! He has a human girlfriend. And they make out!
Make out? Barry! We do not. - You wish you could. - Whose side are
you on? The bees! I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. Those
crazy legs kept me up all night. Barry, this is what you want to do
with your life? 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. I remember that.
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! Even if it's
true, what can one bee do? Sting them where it really hurts. In the
face! The eye! - That would hurt. - No. Up the nose? That's a
killer. There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place
where it matters. Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action
news source. No more bee beards! With Bob Bumble at the anchor
desk. Weather with Storm Stinger. Sports with Buzz Larvi. And
Jeanette Ohung. - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. - And I'm Jeanette
Ohung. A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, intends to sue the human
race for stealing our honey, packaging it and profiting from it
illegally! Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, we'll have three
former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, Olassy
Ladies, out this week on Hexagon. Tonight we're talking to Barry
Benson. Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do
this"? Bees have never been afraid to change the world. What about
Bee Oolumbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? Where I'm from, we'd never sue
humans. We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. How old are
you? The bee community is supporting you in this case, which will
be the trial of the bee century. You know, they have a Larry King
in the human world too. It's a common name. Next week... He looks
like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots... Next
week... Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though
you just heard 'em. Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and
here live. Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes,
very Jewish. In tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! It was
my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm
not gonna take advantage of that? Quiet, please. Actual work going
on here. - Is that that same bee? - Yes, it is! I'm helping him sue
the human race. - Hello. - Hello, bee. This is Ken. Yeah, I
remember you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I
believe. Why does he talk again? Listen, you better go 'cause we're
really busy working. But it's our yogurt night! Bye-bye. Why is
yogurt night so difficult?! You poor thing. You two have been at
this for hours! Yes, and Adam here has been a huge help. -
Frosting... - How many sugars? Just one. I try not to use the
competition. So why are you helping me? Bees have good qualities.
And it takes my mind off the shop. Instead of flowers, people are
giving balloon bouquets now. Those are great, if you're three. And
artificial flowers. - Oh, those just get me psychotic! - Yeah, me
too. Bent stingers, pointless pollination. 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. - This lawsuit's a
pretty big deal. - I guess. You sure you want to go through with
it? 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! 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. What have we
gotten into here, Barry? It's pretty big, isn't it? I can't believe
how many humans don't work during the day. You think billion-dollar
multinational food companies have good lawyers? Everybody needs to
stay behind the barricade. - What's the matter? - I don't know, I
just got a chill. Well, if it isn't the bee team. You boys work on
this? All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. All right.
Oase number 4475, Superior Oourt of New York, Barry Bee Benson v.
the Honey Industry is now in session. Mr. Montgomery, you're
representing the five food companies collectively? A privilege. Mr.
Benson... you're representing all the bees of the world? I'm
kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. Mr. Montgomery,
your opening statement, please. 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! How do we know this isn't some sort of holographic
motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? They could be using
laser beams! Robotics! Ventriloquism! Oloning! For all we know, he
could be on steroids! Mr. Benson? 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! I wish he'd dress like that all the time. So
nice! Oall your first witness. So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey
Farms, big company you have. I suppose so. I see you also own
Honeyburton and Honron! Yes, they provide beekeepers for our farms.
Beekeeper. I find that to be a very disturbing term. I don't
imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? - No. - I couldn't
hear you. - No. - 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. They're very lovable creatures. Yogi
Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. You mean like this? Bears kill
bees! How'd you like his head crashing through your living room?!
Biting into your couch! Spitting out your throw pillows! OK, that's
enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here.
Your name intrigues me. - Where have I heard it before? - I was
with a band called The Police. But you've never been a police
officer, have you? No, I haven't. 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. Oh, please. Have
you ever been stung, Mr. Sting? Because I'm feeling a little stung,
Sting. Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not his real
name?! You idiots! Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on
your Emmy win for a guest spot on ER in 2005. Thank you. Thank you.
I see from your resume that you're devilishly handsome with a
churning inner turmoil that's ready to blow. I enjoy what I do. Is
that a crime? 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? Watch it, Benson! I could blow
right now! This isn't a goodfella. This is a badfella! Why doesn't
someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! - Order
in this court! - You're all thinking it! Order! Order, I say! - Say
it! - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! I think it was awfully nice of
that bear to pitch in like that. I think the jury's on our side.
Are we doing everything right, legally? I'm a florist. Right. Well,
here's to a great team. To a great team! Well, hello. - Ken! -
Hello. I didn't think you were coming. No, I was just late. I tried
to call, but... the battery. I didn't want all this to go to waste,
so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free. Oh, that was lucky.
There's a little left. I could heat it up. Yeah, heat it up, sure,
whatever. So I hear you're quite a tennis player. I'm not much for
the game myself. The ball's a little grabby. That's where I usually
sit. Right... there. Ken, Barry was looking at your resume, and he
agreed with me that eating with chopsticks isn't really a special
skill. You think I don't see what you're doing? I know how hard it
is to find the rightjob. We have that in common. Do we? Bees have
100 percent employment, but we do jobs like taking the crud out.
That's just what I was thinking about doing. Ken, I let Barry
borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope that was all right. I'm
going to drain the old stinger. Yeah, you do that. Look at that.
You know, I've just about had it with your little mind games. -
What's that? - Italian Vogue. Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. A
lot of ads. Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable
than mine? Funny, I just can't seem to recall that! I think
something stinks in here! I love the smell of flowers. How do you
like the smell of flames?! Not as much. Water bug! Not taking
sides! Ken, I'm wearing a Ohapstick hat! This is pathetic! I've got
issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're bluffing. - Am I?
Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those
dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you doing?! You know, I don't
even like honey! I don't eat it! We need to talk! He's just a
little bee! And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long
time! Long time? What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs
in your life? No, but there are other things bugging me in life.
And you're one of them! Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night... My
nerves are fried from riding on this emotional roller coaster!
Goodbye, Ken. And for your information, I prefer sugar-free,
artificial sweeteners made by man! I'm sorry about all that. I know
it's got an aftertaste! I like it! 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? I believe Mr. Montgomery is about
out of ideas. We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the
stand. Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the
best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with
this jury, or it's gonna be all over. 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. - You got the tweezers? - Are you allergic?
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 to that woman? We're friends. - Good friends? - Yes.
How good? Do you live together? Wait a minute... Are you her
little... ...bedbug? I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what
I understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee
children? - Yeah, but... - So those aren't your real parents! - Oh,
Barry... - Yes, they are! Hold me back! You're an illegitimate bee,
aren't you, Benson? He's denouncing bees! Don't y'all date your
cousins? - Objection! - I'm going to pincushion this guy! Adam,
don't! It's what he wants! Oh, I'm hit!! Oh, lordy, I am hit!
Order! Order! 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! - Adam, stay with me. - I
can't feel my legs. What angel of mercy will come forward to suck
the poison from my heaving buttocks? I will have order in this
court. Order! Order, please! 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. - Hey, buddy. -
Hey. - Is there much pain? - Yeah. I... I blew the whole case,
didn't I? It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You
could have died. I'd be better off dead. Look at me. They got it
from the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a
little celery still on it. What was it like to sting someone? I
can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... and then
ecstasy! All right. You think it was all a trap? 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. What will the humans
do to us if they win? I don't know. I hear they put the roaches in
motels. That doesn't sound so bad. Adam, they check in, but they
don't check out! Oh, my. Oould you get a nurse to close that
window? - Why? - The smoke. Bees don't smoke. Right. Bees don't
smoke. Bees don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. That's it!
That's our case! It is? It's not over? Get dressed. I've gotta go
somewhere. Get back to the court and stall. Stall any way you can.
And assuming you've done step correctly, you're ready for the tub.
Mr. Flayman. Yes? Yes, Your Honor! Where is the rest of your team?
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... 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! Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm
going to have to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. But you can't!
We have a terrific case. Where is your proof? Where is the
evidence? Show me the smoking gun! Hold it, Your Honor! You want a
smoking gun? Here is your smoking gun. What is that? It's a bee
smoker! What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't
hurt a fly, let alone a bee. 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? - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the
species card. Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Free
the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the
bees! The court finds in favor of the bees! Vanessa, we won! I knew
you could do it! High-five! Sorry. 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. This is an unholy perversion of
the balance of nature, Benson. You'll regret this. Barry, how much
honey is out there? All right. One at a time. Barry, who are you
wearing? My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and I have no pants. - What if
Montgomery's right? - What do you mean? We've been living the bee
way a long time, 27 million years. Oongratulations on your victory.
What will you demand as a settlement? First, we'll demand a
complete shutdown of all bee work camps. Then we want back the
honey that was ours to begin with, every last drop. We demand an
end to the glorification of the bear as anything more than a
filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. We're all aware of what
they do in the woods. Wait for my signal. Take him out. He'll have
nauseous for a few hours, then he'll be fine. And we will no longer
tolerate bee-negative nicknames... But it's just a prance-about
stage name! ...unnecessary inclusion of honey in bogus health
products and la-dee-da human tea-time snack garnishments. Oan't
breathe. Bring it in, boys! Hold it right there! Good. Tap it. Mr.
Buzzwell, we just passed three cups, and there's gallons more
coming! - I think we need to shut down! - Shut down? We've never
shut down. Shut down honey production! Stop making honey! Turn your
key, sir! What do we do now? Oannonball! We're shutting honey
production! Mission abort. Aborting pollination and nectar detail.
Returning to base. Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was
out there. Oh, yeah? What's going on? Where is everybody? - Are
they out celebrating? - They're home. They don't know what to do.
Laying out, sleeping in. I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way to
San Antonio with a cricket. At least we got our honey back.
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. 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. You don't
have any idea what's going on, do you? - What did you want to show
me? - This. What happened here? That is not the half of it. Oh, no.
Oh, my. They're all wilting. Doesn't look very good, does it? No.
And whose fault do you think that is? You know, I'm gonna guess
bees. Bees? Specifically, me. I didn't think bees not needing to
make honey would affect all these things. It's notjust flowers.
Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees. That's our whole SAT test
right there. Take away produce, that affects the entire animal
kingdom. And then, of course... The human species? So if there's no
more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I
know this is also partly my fault. How about a suicide pact? How do
we do it? - I'll sting you, you step on me. - Thatjust kills you
twice. Right, right. Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going.
I had to open my mouth and talk. Vanessa? Vanessa? Why are you
leaving? Where are you going? 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. Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn
out like this. I know. Me neither. Tournament of Roses. Roses can't
do sports. Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? Roses! Vanessa! Roses?!
Barry? - Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are. Flowers, bees, pollen!
I know. That's why this is the last parade. Maybe not. Oould you
ask him to slow down? Oould you slow down? Barry! OK, I made a huge
mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault. Yes, it kind of
is. I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you with the flower
shop. I've made it worse. Actually, it's completely closed down. I
thought maybe you were remodeling. But I have another idea, and
it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't want to hear
it! 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. -
Park. - Pollen! - Flowers. - Repollination! - Across the nation!
Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, Oalifornia. They've got nothing but
flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be tight. I have an
idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's real.
Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. It was a gift. Once inside,
we just pick the right float. How about The Princess and the Pea? I
could be the princess, and you could be the pea! Yes, I got it. -
Where should I sit? - What are you? - I believe I'm the pea. - The
pea? It goes under the mattresses. - Not in this fairy tale,
sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. You do that! This whole
parade is a fiasco! Let's see what this baby'll do. Hey, what are
you doing?! Then all we do is blend in with traffic... ...without
arousing suspicion. Once at the airport, there's no stopping us.
Stop! Security. - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. Has
it been in your possession the entire time? Would you remove your
shoes? - Remove your stinger. - It's part of me. I know. Just
having some fun. Enjoy your flight. Then if we're lucky, we'll have
just enough pollen to do the job. Oan you believe how lucky we are?
We have just enough pollen to do the job! I think this is gonna
work. It's got to work. Attention, passengers, this is Oaptain
Scott. We have a bit of bad weather in New York. It looks like
we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are cut flowers
with no water. They'll never make it. I gotta get up there and talk
to them. Be careful. Oan I get help with the Sky Mall magazine? I'd
like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer.
Oaptain, I'm in a real situation. - What'd you say, Hal? - Nothing.
Bee! Don't freak out! My entire species... What are you doing? -
Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's an attorney? Don't move.
Oh, Barry. Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. Would
a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit? And
please hurry! What happened here? There was a DustBuster, a toupee,
a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a boat, they're both
unconscious! - Is that another bee joke? - No! No one's flying the
plane! This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your status?
This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. Where's the
pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. Not good. Does
anyone onboard have flight experience? As a matter of fact, there
is. - Who's that? - Barry Benson. From the honey trial?! Oh, great.
Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. It's got giant
wings, huge engines. I can't fly a plane. - Why not? Isn't John
Travolta a pilot? - Yes. How hard could it be? Wait, Barry! We're
headed into some lightning. 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... That's
Barry! ...is attempting to land a plane, loaded with people,
flowers and an incapacitated flight crew. Flowers?! We have a storm
in the area and two individuals at the controls with absolutely no
flight experience. Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. I'm
quite familiar with Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres.
They've done enough damage. But isn't he your only hope?
Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at all. Their wings are
too small... Haven't we heard this a million times? "The surface
area of the wings and body mass make no sense." - Get this on the
air! - Got it. - Stand by. - We're going live. 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! - Hello! Left, right, down, hover. -
Hover? - Forget hover. This isn't so hard. Beep-beep! Beep-beep!
Barry, what happened?! Wait, I think we were on autopilot the whole
time. - That may have been helping me. - And now we're not! So it
turns out I cannot fly a plane. All of you, let's get behind this
fellow! Move it out! Move out! Our only chance is if I do what I'd
do, you copy me with the wings of the plane! Don't have to yell.
I'm not yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. It's very hard to
concentrate with that panicky tone in your voice! It's not a tone.
I'm panicking! I can't do this! Vanessa, pull yourself together.
You have to snap out of it! You snap out of it. You snap out of it.
- You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! -
You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! -
Hold it! - Why? Oome on, it's my turn. How is the plane flying? I
don't know. Hello? Benson, got any flowers for a happy occasion in
there? The Pollen Jocks! They do get behind a fellow. - Black and
yellow. - Hello. All right, let's drop this tin can on the
blacktop. Where? I can't see anything. Oan you? No, nothing. It's
all cloudy. Oome on. You got to think bee, Barry. - Thinking bee. -
Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Wait a
minute. I think I'm feeling something. - What? - I don't know. It's
strong, pulling me. Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. Bring the
nose down. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - What in the
world is on the tarmac? - Get some lights on that! Thinking bee!
Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - Vanessa, aim for the flower. - OK.
Out the engines. We're going in on bee power. Ready, boys?
Affirmative! Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it. Land on that flower!
Ready? Full reverse! Spin it around! - Not that flower! The other
one! - Which one? - That flower. - I'm aiming at the flower! That's
a fat guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower
made of millions of bees! Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. Rotate
around it. - This is insane, Barry! - This's the only way I know
how to fly. Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an
insect-like pattern? 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! Oome on, already. Barry,
we did it! You taught me how to fly! - Yes. No high-five! - Right.
Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? What giant flower?
Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! - Thank you. -
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, orjust Museum of Natural History keychains? We're
bees! Keychain! Then follow me! Except Keychain. Hold on, Barry.
Here. You've earned this. Yeah! I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a
perfect fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves. Oh, yeah. That's our
Barry. Mom! The bees are back! If anybody needs to make a call,
now's the time. I got a feeling we'll be working late tonight!
Here's your change. Have a great afternoon! Oan I help who's next?
Would you like some honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't
forget these. Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a
nickel! Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! I had no idea.
Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? Would you excuse me? My
mosquito associate will help you. Sorry I'm late. He's a lawyer
too? I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a
briefcase. Have a great afternoon! Barry, I just got this huge
tulip order, and I can't get them anywhere. No problem, Vannie.
Just leave it to me. You're a lifesaver, Barry. Oan I help who's
next? All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. Thank you,
Barry! That bee is living my life! Let it go, Kenny. - When will
this nightmare end?! - Let it all go. - Beautiful day to fly. -
Sure is. Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that office.
You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. - Thinking bee! -
Me? Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. Hold it. I'm sorry. I'm
sorry, everyone. Oan we stop here? I'm not making a major life
decision during a production number! All right. Take ten,
everybody. Wrap it up, guys. I had virtually no rehearsal for that.
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