-
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.
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Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
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Ooh, black and yellow!
Let's shake it up a little.
-
Barry! Breakfast is ready!
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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.
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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.
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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
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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.
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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.
-
Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down!
-
Ken, could you close
the window please?
-
Oheck out my new résumé.
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 résumé 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 résumé
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 résumé,
-
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 29
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.
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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!
-
- 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.