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