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sarcasmisakindofmagic · 5 years ago

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Inciting flashback

Pairing: Poe Dameron x reader

Word count: 2,300

Warnings: fluff, making out, alcohol

Tags: @huliabitch who very kindly provided a prompt for me. I hope it lives up to your expectations! (I may or may not have started on one of the others) ❤️

"What did you do to my bird, Dameron?" You threw your hands in the air at the near wreck of a ship. Poe had clearly been attempting to fix it before you got down to the hangar, or at least stop the smoke billowing from the rear end. Beebee-ate whistled a lot of information at you, detailing the gory details of the fight. You ignored the clench of worry, he was on the ground and offended enough to be fluffing up like a tooka cat in a rainstorm.

"Your bird?" He protested, blocking your path to the ship as though you couldn't see how bad it was. One of hangar drones beeped disapprovingly as it put out the fire.

"Look at her! Your shield generators are leaking!" You ducked around him, spotting more and more issues. If it wasn't so much work you'd almost be impressed. It took effort to wreck X-wings like this, especially when he hadn't been flying in atmo. You narrowed your eyes at the seeping puddle of suspicious liquids as it crept closer to Poe's boots.

"Look-" He tried again as you whirled to look at him, flinging an arm behind you at the mess.

"They're not supposed to leak, Dameron!" You bulldozed through his attempt to defend himself. "There's no fluid in them! And the flashback suppressor? That's the cause of the smoke. It's inciting flashback!"

Poe ran a hand through his hair, gaze flicking from Black-one to your face guiltily. He opened his mouth to speak

"Ahh. Ah." You held up a hand to stall the no doubt heroic explanation of how he'd wrecked your baby. You did not need more fuel for your anxious day dreaming and if you let him talk he'd probably talk you down; let him be the one to sweat a little.

"Out now. Beebee can stay and help. You go and clean up. And stay away from this bird, she has trauma." You ordered briskly pivoting on your heel, pointedly not watching him walk away.

Beebee whistled apologetically before leading you over to the ship, fire suppressant foam drifting past you on the breeze. It was going to be a long day.

Banging. That was definitely a banging noise. It wasn't the siren to alert the base to approaching TIEs and your alarm was more of a beep. The noise got louder, you groaned hoping the noise would scare it away. You burrowed further under the blankets, maybe if it couldn't see you it couldn't wake you up?

The banging subsided, leaving you to blissful silence.

A heavy weight landed on the bed instead, making you roll into the dip.

"Twist, wake up!"

You groaned again, pressing your face into the mattress hard enough to push your nose into a weird shape, making it whistle with every exhale.

"Twiiiiiiiiiist, come on!"

The demon bothering you had Jess's voice; maybe that was a sign about your friendship.

"Go 'way." You muttered blackly, firmly clutching the blankets in case the demon Jess got ideas about stealing your covers.

“Twist, it's the party. You agreed to come to it. You even sounded excited." Jess coaxed, rubbing your shoulder.

"Poe broke the thing. It's fixed. I sleep." You protested, cracking open one eye to glare at her through the blankets.

Jess lay down on top of you, ignoring the halfhearted poking you resorted to, resenting your sudden demotion to mattress.

"You fixed the ship yesterday. Time to face the light and party like a pilot, baby."

She pulled the blankets off your face, grabbing the chrono to prove time had passed since you'd passed out after fixing black one.

"Kriff."

"Come on. Poe's been driving everyone crazy asking about you. I promised to bring you to the party to shut him up." Jess said cheerfully, yanking the covers off and forcing you into an upright position.

You gave in and opened your eyes, yawning obnoxiously to ensure Jess knew you were tired.

"So you don't really want me there,"you muttered mutinously, "just want to shut Dameron up." You pulled on a dress, too lazy to figure out which leg went where in trousers and put a top on.

"Yep!" Jess agreed. "And you wriggled your way out of the last party and were smug about your hangover free morning. Revenge is a dish best served to the sleep deprived."

She tamed your hair easily, smacking a kiss to your cheek when she'd finished. You smiled in spite of yourself.

"Hate you too, Pava."

"You know it, Twist." She chirped, pulling you out of your room and back out into the world.

The party was in full swing when you arrived, complete with bonfire. Beebee spotted you first, whistling as it barrelled towards you at high speed. You crouched down to greet him, laughing as he jiggled his body sphere in excitement.

"Fully recharged, Bee, I promise." You said, nodding solemnly to their advice about the importance of regular recharging for humans.

"There she is!" Snap hollered from the bonfire.

"Twist!" Kaydel called, leaning heavily on Snap’s shoulder to stay upright. "Come join the fun!"

The pilots all yelled some form of encouragement, chorusing a toast to you. It would be embarrassing but last time there had been toasts to the inventor of caf, in reality they just wanted to down their drinks.

Jess led you to the circle, firmly pushing on your shoulders so you sat next to Poe. She winked with the subtlety of a nerf herd and swanned to the other side of the fire to sit with a grinning Tallie.

Poe offered you a bottle wordlessly. You took a gulp, smiling gratefully.

"Thanks Poe."

"I'm Poe again? Wasn't sure after you kicked me out the hangar." He teased, eyes gleaming in the firelight. He took a pull from his own drink, lips wrapping around the bottle stem distractingly.

"You reversed the polarity of the flashback suppressors, flyboy. You're lucky I let you back behind the joystick." You retorted, smile ruining the delivery.

"I needed the power!"

"You ruined a perfectly good X-wing!"

"I took out four TIEs!"

"Well, I'll be sure to send my condolences to their mechanics. Not the point, Poe!"

He burst out laughing, sending you into a fit of giggles, helped by the near empty bottle in your hand (when had that happened?)

"Truth or drink!" Kaydel cried, swaying a little on Snap's lap.

"How long have you guys been here?" You asked Poe, ducking your head closer to his so Kaydel couldn’t overhear the question.

"An hour, maybe less." Poe replied, leaning closer so you could hear. "Kay's just a lightweight.” He widened his eyes at you as she began hiccupping sending you into another giggle fit.

"Truth or drink!" Jess took up the call.

"Do you think I can escape without them noticing?" You looked around for an exit. Poe grabbed your wrist, hold easy enough to break if you really wanted to get away. The heat felt nice on your arm though, enough that you gulped a drink to suppress a shiver.

"Truth or drink." He said grinning, repeating himself more loudly for everyone else's benefit.

"I fix your x-wing and this is what it gets me? Betrayal." You gasped only a little serious, you did not need Jess' machinations with the combination of alcohol. He leant back to grab you another bottle as compensation.

"I'm right here, what's the worst that could happen?"

You shot him a flat look.

"Tempt the force, why don't you."

He chuckled, running a hand through his curls.

"I'm serious, it’s just a drinking game. You can do it with juice if you'd prefer."

"Kriff no. I'm keeping my plausible deniability for anything embarrassing I do or say."

He laughed again, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he looked at you.

“To plausible deniability." He said solemnly, clinking your drinks together. You smiled, ducking away from his gaze and tuning back into the game.

"Twist, truth or drink" Kaydel half sang, waggling her eyebrows, "who was your worst kiss?"

"Girl back home. Too much tongue." You grimaced, wrinkling your nose at the memory. Kissing really shouldn't involve that much of your face being wet.

You shuddered, physically rearing back from the memory ending up pressing your leg against Poe’s. You hesitated over moving it away, the decision made for you when he returned the pressure.

"Jess, why do we all call Twist, Twist?" Tallie asked innocently. You knew it was genuine curiosity, only Kaydel and Jess knew that story.

"Oh no." You whispered, closing your eyes.

"Yeah Jess, why do we call Twist, Twist?" Kaydel singsonged, Snap's arms around her waist acting like a seat belt to stop her keeling over.

"Funny story?" Poe asked amused, raising an eyebrow.

"Just embarrassing." You moaned, meeting Jess's eye across the fire and drawing a finger across your throat.

She smiled and nodded exaggeratedly.

"You ever had a pretzel, Tallie?" Jess began grandly, grin far more evil than normal.

"I hate you!" You wailed, turning to hide yourself behind Poe's shoulder. He patted your thigh sympathetically but made no move to actually stop Jess telling the story

Jess winked as she finished "Easy to get up there, harder to get down. When we found her she was all twisted up like a pretzel. Her ankles were round her ears.”

"I didn't know people could bend that way." Kaydel agreed seriously.

Poe choked on his drink, coughing loudly. You slapped his back a couple of times, rubbing over his shirt to soothe the sudden fit. Cheerfully ignoring everyone else as they carried on the game.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. It went down the wrong pipe." He wheezed.

"You've only been drinking for about thirty years, Poe, maybe you still need practice." You laughed, graciously ignoring the obscene hand gesture he made in response.

"Poe, Truth or dare?" Snap asked, mischievous gleam in his eye.

"I thought it was truth or drink?" Poe frowned, waggling his bottle at Snap.

"Please, it takes a barrel of Yavinese moonshine to get you drunk. Truth or dare?" Snap insisted.

Poe glanced at you, huffing resignedly.

"Dare."

Jess got up and whispered in his ear, too quietly for you to overhear even as close as you were. There was a pause as Poe glared at her before Jess whispered something else, a little more harshly.

Poe made a low rumbling noise of discontent in his throat but nodded anyway.

He took your hand gently, pulling you into the surrounding trees.

"Wha- Poe!"

You half stumbled to a wave of cheers and whistles from the pilots. You flushed unsure why exactly they were cheering.

He led you away from the firelight, shifting his grip to weave his fingers through yours.

"If you murder me, I will haunt you forever." You warned him, other hand coming up to hold his wrist so he couldn't vanish in the dark. "And if you abandon me out here I will find my way back to base and move all your furniture two inches to the left."

He stopped walking, smile clear even in the dark.

"No murder or abandoning, I promise." He said softly, tone just a hair too serious for a party game.

"Pinky swear?"

"Pinky swear." He linked his pinkies with yours, squeezing once before flipping them to hold both your hands in his.

"Poe-" Your voice was softer than you meant it to be, trying to read his expression for clues

“I want to kiss you." He whispered, eyes dropping to your lips. “Can I?”

You nodded, leaning in to press your lips to his.

He pulled back, your hand reaching to tangle with his hair so he couldn't go far.

“Poe?”

“You’re sure, I know we had a drink and-“

You kissed him, sliding a hand into his curls to hold him closer to you.

“I’m sure, Poe.”

He grinned wolfishly and kissed you again, firmer this time, pulling you closer to him until you were flush with his front. He pulled back again.

"Love it when you say my name." He confessed, pressing his forehead to yours.. "Try and get your attention just so you'll say it again."

He dipped to kiss you before you could answer, swallowing the whimper you made. One hand slid to the small of your back as the other cradled your jaw. You tugged on his curls, licking into his mouth and smiling at the harsh sound he made in response. Poe pushed on your hips, guiding you backwards until you were pressed against the nearest tree. The surface letting you arch against him without falling over.

"Poe!" your head rested on the trunk as you tried to catch your breath. He mouthed at your neck, nipping hard enough to make you buck against him.

"Dameron! You were supposed to tell Twist about your stupid crush, not abscond with her!" Jess's voice echoed through the trees.

"Abscond is a big word." You observed quietly, breath hitching as he sucked on a sensitive spot under your jaw.

"Is that really what you have to say?" He huffed, kissing the corner of your mouth.

"You have a crush?" You asked instead, smiling smugly, seizing the opportunity to return the favour and lick a stripe up his neck. The grunt was as gratifying as you suspected.

"A stupidly big one." He admitted, panting slightly. "Best mechanic in the galaxy, can't stop thinking about her."

"What a coincidence," You bit your lip as Poe's hand began encouraging you to rock on his thigh, "I have a crush on this pilot. Always driving me crazy, hanging about where I can look but not touch.”

Poe kissed you again, all wet heat, pinning you to the tree until you yielded to him.

"Dameron! Twist!" Jess's voice yelled, much closer. You looked at Poe, biting your lip to stop a laugh at his arrested expression.

"Walk me home, Poe?"

He pressed another searing kiss to your lips, taking your hand to lead you back to the base.

"You can touch me all you want when we get there."

#poe dameron #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron x you #star wars #star wars fic #fluff #poe dameron imagine #Ella wrote a thing #sw

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thedistantstorm · 5 years ago

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Project Compass 23

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This time: Maybe Thrawn was right.

Next time: Ar’alani makes some changes.

The first time Thrawn woke, it was with a lethargic, groggy unawareness. A medic on duty at the time had explained this would happen, that until all the chemicals in his system had been neutralized and run their course, they were in for an interesting couple of days. The medic had said this between asking their patient if they knew who and where they were.

Thrawn had barely had time to sneer back at them before his eyes rolled back into his head. Apparently the medic was relieved.

"The Admiral warned us that he's not a good patient," They admitted, mildly uncomfortable. "Keep that in mind if he wakes up loopy, hmm?"

Ezra had shrugged at the time. Thrawn seemed tired, not so much out of his mind, but it hadn't been very long either. He could handle the Chiss seeing flying tookas or weird colors when it happened. Ezra held back a laugh. He couldn't help but wonder if his idea of Thrawn hallucinating would be as funny as the real thing. Maybe he should keep his holorecorder close, just in case.

Or, on second thought, when Thrawn managed to throw it - and him - across the medbay when he'd woke up next, maybe he shouldn't have. There was a wild look in his eyes, their red glow reduced to vivid crimson halos for how much his pupils were dilated. Fury rang through his posture, and it took Ezra a second to shake off the panic, trying to untangle himself from the chairs that had been tipped over with him. From the corner of his eye, he saw medical staff watching warily. Above him, standing, somehow, Thrawn had managed to rip out whatever intravenous lines had been attached to his left arm, and was holding the pole those lines had been attached to over his head like a weapon.

Thrawn only said one word, his voice menacing and laced with unrestrained hatred. "Rebel."

Belatedly, Ezra was just grateful that Un'hee had been dragged off by Vah'nya to get some much needed food and sleep. This was the last thing the very impressionable young Navigator needed to see. He considered calling on the Force, but didn't want to restrain Thrawn, unsure of his lingering injuries. He looked fine, but he was still shirtless and bandaged from under his arms all the way to the top of his hips.

That option cast aside, Ezra had to hope he was quicker than Thrawn was in this state. He certainly looked to be feeling the effects of whatever cocktail of chemicals were boarding through him. Carefully, he got his feet underneath him and bolted. Thrawn charged him, and no, the distance the Chiss had to cover was unobstructed. He'd just managed to put his back to the doorway and brought his hands up against the blow, reminding himself that Thrawn was out of his mind, and definitely didn't mean it-

"I've got him," Said a sharp, whip-crack of a voice. In Basic, Ezra realized. Her accent was definitely not Chiss, so Ezra decided she must be the woman Ar’alani had told him about. There was the sound of a blaster being drawn, then he felt it being shoved against his back. The woman leaned in as she bent his arm behind his back painfully. Whispering, she added, "Play along."

“Commander,” Thrawn acknowledged, the words coming slower than usual. Behind Ezra, there was the slightest huff, like an aborted snort of hidden amusement. “Be careful. They are never alone.” He considered a moment, setting down his makeshift weapon without concern for why, exactly it was as it was. “Take him to detention cell aurek-nine.”

“Yes,” The woman said, then paused for a second too long, thinking. This time she was a little more steady when she spoke. “Understood, Admiral Thrawn.” Ezra felt her come to attention as best she was able while pretending to restrain him. Her grip had loosened significantly on his arm. She hadn’t removed her blaster, but he didn’t dare draw attention to it. “I’ll return to brief you on what I’ve found about his associates straight away.”

“Thank you. I will contact ISB to send us an interrogator. Perhaps,” Considering whatever he was about to say, Thrawn’s brow furrowed and he frowned, stroking his jaw in confusion.

“What is it, sir?”

Ezra made a half-hearted attempt to struggle, “Nothing, Commodore.” Thrawn answered, resting back on the edge of his bed, trying to figure out what it was that didn’t add up. Ezra noticed the second title, but the woman restraining him didn’t flinch over it.

“I am going to walk you to the door,” Thrawn’s ‘Commander’ murmured, swinging him around roughly. “We are going out into the hallway.” Several members of the medical staff lingered outside the door to Thrawn’s room. None of them were moving to intercept him from potentially doing more harm. Ezra couldn’t blame them, really. “Then you are going to stay there until I tell you it’s okay.”

“You can’t do this,” Ezra balked in Basic. The medical staff stepped back, giving them a wide berth.

“Quit fighting me!” She snapped, shoving him, though hardly painfully. From behind, it looked like a good act to the Chiss watching their actions intensely.

A moment later they were outside the medbay doors. Once they were out of sight, she spun him around to face her and holstered her blaster. “Sorry about that,” She said, though her tone was more blunt than apologetically. “You alright?”

“Yeah. He’s clearly out of his mind,” Ezra said, brushing himself off. “No harm done.” He looked up, surprisingly, into the stoic face of a woman at least five years older than Captain Ivant, by the look of her. Dark eyes, dark hair, and a CDF uniform much like his own.

“I’d say,” The woman said. Her eyes were as sharp as her tone. “I’m surprised you weren’t levitating him back to bed and pinning him there, Jedi.”

“I didn’t want to stress him out,” Ezra admitted sheepishly. “He’s had a rough couple of days.”

“Seems fair,” She supposed, then considered him. “I’ll keep an eye out for him until he stops thinking you’re his mortal enemy. You’re lucky he didn’t think he was on the command bridge, and his people were in danger.”

“Yeah,” He agreed. “You’re the one Admiral Ar’alani sent for, aren’t you?”

She tilted her head to the side. “Yes,” She said. “I’ve seen your face many times during my years of service to the Empire, but I don’t believe we ever met face-to-face.” Her gaze was steely, serious and no-nonsense, but hardly malicious. “Karyn Faro,” She said. “I was Thrawn’s second aboard the Chimaera.”

“You were? But I never saw you among the-”

“No. I missed the Seventh’s,” She paused briefly, trying to find the right word without cursing the barely grown man in front of her, “Adventures by a very narrow margin.” A loud slam echoed from within the medbay, followed by rapid-fire communication in rapidly escalating voices. “If you’ll excuse me, I think that’s my cue. This shouldn’t take long.”

True to her word, it didn’t. One of the medical staff retrieved him within minutes, meanwhile Faro had taken to the chair Un’hee had used hours before on Thrawn’s right, near his head. She sat seemingly at ease, but everything about her felt alert and aware. On guard.

The Chiss medic said something to her in a language Ezra didn’t understand.

In response, the human woman slid her gaze toward Ezra then back to the medic before responding in solid, but moderately accentuated Cheunh. “I understand Cheunh, medic,” She looked away from Ezra. “But you’re welcome for the help. Thanks for helping me get him back in on the cot. He was heavier than I anticipated.”

“You knocked him out?” Ezra asked, surprised. “Really?”

Frowning, she considered her words carefully before speaking. Ezra got the feeling this was Faro’s way of extending an olive branch. Almost amused, she said, “Well, it’s certainly not the first time I’ve thought about giving him a sedative. He doesn’t know when to stop.”

Ezra laughed, and the medic smirked to themself as they set the rest of the medications and intravenous lines on the patient back to rights. “Thanks,” He said. “Uh- Commodore?”

“Just Faro is fine,” She said, switching back to Basic. “My rank is a little, well, let’s call it up in the air for a moment. I’ve been helping the Admiral out since things went to hell on Lothal.”

“Huh. You didn’t defect to the Rebellion,” He said.

“I did not, but if it helps, you could consider me a rebel of a different sort.”

Csilla was a beautiful planet. Ethereal, stunning to take in from above. It was the pale, deep blue that one could only associate with a deep freeze, an eternal winter. He looked out the viewport on the bridge, beside the navigator’s console. It was vacant, like the rest of the bridge. More than ten kilometers away was the Compass, the ship that had been his responsibility for two years now sitting like an ominous reminder of his shortcomings. Vah’nya had doubted they would go back to it now. Not with things like this.

She had come a long way in understanding strategy. And with a blunder like this - at least, a perceived one, at least, politically - it only made sense to tighten the reins, to pull all the pawns back to protect the queen. Not that it was either of their decisions. The fate of everything rested with Admiral Ar’alani’s pull amongst the Aristocra and the Admiralty.

Ivant knew when he’d made the decision to strive for command - first, under Thrawn, and then, here, with Admiral Ar’alani aboard the Steadfast - that it would not all be glamorous or honorable. He’d seen what his superiors had had to do, had seen the light they’d cast upon themselves, both favorable and unfavorable. He’d seen successes painted as failures, and failures washed away with promotions and medals. He’d spent most of their time traveling back to Csilla wondering which one this was. It felt like equal parts success and failure, skewed depending upon the angle by which the events were viewed.

As if capable of reading his thoughts, Admiral Ar’alani spoke from behind him along the same thread. “If I recommend you, will you deny me before the council of families?” Ar’alani said. “Tell me now, before I make a fool of myself in the capital.”

“Do you think they’ll let you? You’ve said yourself that they would call for demotion and possibly a firing squad.”

She hummed, a dissonant, displeased sound that was muffled behind her lips. “I believe pride will win out in this case. You have saved them from a great, potentially public blunder. They will be displeased at the loss of Chiss life at the hands of a human, but they will begrudgingly agree with your judgement. To argue otherwise would make them look like imbeciles, especially if someone were to leak such information to the people.” Her gaze at that was not insignificant.

“Right,” Ivant turned away from the viewport and back to Ar’alani. It always boiled down to politics and red tape. “No offense, ma’am, but you’re sure that a family influenced by the Grysks isn’t on the council? I can’t help but think we’re painting a target on our backs.”

“There is only one way to find out,” She said, tilting her head. “I have a plan with multiple contingencies, Eli’van’to. Do you trust me?”

Where in the past there had been hesitation, here she heard none. Her captain was sincere. “With my life, Admiral.”

A smile might have crossed her face, but it was lightning quick, there and gone before he ever realized he’d seen it. “Then let us go to the capital and face your reckoning.” When his stance shifted to attention, a smirk twisted her mouth, indicative of the cunning woman the Admiral was and the grim pleasure she took in these political games. "Our shuttle awaits."

Despite Ezra’s hope for lighthearted blackmail (something he felt he was entitled to considering Thrawn’s near-assault on him), Thrawn had not had any embarrassing drugged-up, hallucination-ridden moments, only brief periods of waking confusion and almost slurred speech. Faro had lingered for a long while beside Thrawn, until Un'hee had returned and she had wordlessly given up her seat for a lonely chair near the door.

They'd resigned themselves to shifts, one human present at his bedside at all hours. There was hardly a chance that someone would dare harm Thrawn aboard Ar'alani's ship (he hoped), but Faro was diligent. Ezra reluctantly heeded her words, preferring to play it safe. In their couple hours of overlap, conversation between them was stilted, indicative of their status as newly former enemies.

All of it was easier if Un'hee was present, which she was, more often than not. Like Ezra and Vah'nya, who had also been pulled from the Compass, she had also been removed from active duty for the time being, and, following questioning, left to her own devices. The emotional intensity of her concern was palpable through the Force. It was a bright, tender, and vivid concern, like threads between them pulled taut. Un'hee cared for Thrawn, very much. Ezra didn't blame her.

He could admit that he cared about Thrawn, too. Not in the way he cared for his family - this bond was friendship, and it was very different, though not lesser because of it - but he was concerned all the same. Concerned enough to sit with Thrawn overnight, until Faro showed up with some burned caf from the refectory and a tight, defensive smile to relieve him in the morning.

Ezra's concern did make it hard to sleep when he wasn't on unofficial guard duty, however. It was inevitable that his eyelids grew heavy. He realized eventually that it was impossible not to sleep, so instead he willed himself to keep one eye metaphorically open, drawing the Force around himself and Thrawn, and by extension, Un'hee, forcing himself to remain awash in those connections as he dozed lightly. The medbay was completely silent. Surely the sound of anyone or anything would wake him.

Which it did at some point. He heard the sound of footsteps, the unfurling of a blanket. Opening his eyes only the tiniest bit, Ezra made out brown hair and a black officer's uniform.

"Eli?" Un'hee asked for him, groaning with the effort of waking.

"It's late," He said to her. It was unmistakably Ivant. He seemed to tuck the blanket he'd brought around the girl, whispering, "Go back to sleep."

The Navigator didn't argue, asleep again almost instantly. He heard the almost silent rearranging of chairs as the captain pulled the one Faro usually occupied up beside Un'hee's. All the while, Ezra couldn't help but feel wide awake. What was Ivant doing here?

Reaching out with the Force on this was easy. Compared to a Chiss, reading a human's surface level emotions wasn't remotely difficult. Vanto was throwing guilt and worry, his presence stormy, clouded. It was almost that same lonely melancholy that Ezra had been associating with Thrawn for some time now. It felt thicker, more potent now, almost like a dam had broken on his emotions.

In the narrow bed, Thrawn shifted. His breathing changed, the slightest hitch to it, instead of measured and even.

"This doesn’t look like the Thunder Wasp's med-center," Thrawn slurred in Basic. He'd only muttered in Cheunh once or twice since this whole thing started.

"It's not," Ivant said in the same language, explaining,"You've been hallucinating. You have a whole lotta drugs in your system."

"Nightswan?"

At that, the human laughed. It was almost affectionate. "No, Thrawn. He's been dead for years.

There was silence for a while, then, "I'm not in the Empire, am I?" He paused. "I seem to remember-" He said a word in a language Ezra didn't understand. Ezra could practically hear the gears grinding in his head.

"The, uh, purgill were real, but unimportant right now. You left the Empire. You're home."

"Then why are you-" There was the unmistakable sound of movement, and the answering shuffle as Captain Ivant reacted accordingly. Unfortunately the answer to keeping Thrawn from potentially harming when he woke disoriented and confrontational was more medication. Which meant that if he tried to get up, he would likely fall promptly on his face.

And that seemed to be the direction in which things were trying to happen. "Whoa, whoa, don't get up."

A short scuffle, then a soft thud later, Thrawn said, "You are stronger than I remember," Voice unmistakably awed.

Ivant didn’t bask in it. "That was leverage, not strength. Besides, you're higher than a spicehead right now, so don't take that opinion to heart."

"What caused this?"

Ezra suspected they were sitting with their backs to him now and risked another peek. Sure enough, Thrawn and Ivant sat side by side on the bed, shoulders touching.

"Poison. You had a reaction to it."

"There was an antidote?"

Ivant drawled, "’still has to run its course."

Thrawn’s frown was almost audible, his voice nearly hesitant as he reasoned, "You are a hallucination as well, I gather. I would have remembered sending you to the Asc- to my people," He recovered. “Despite my current predicament.”

“You don't remember beating Nightswan at his own game, and we chased that smug bastard across the galaxy for years." Ezra was surprised he hadn’t switched back to Cheunh to prove himself.

"Somehow I doubt that defeating Nightswan would be considered a victory."

"Certainly never felt like it." Ivant relented. "I think it was what drove you to send me to Ar'alani, though."

"We're with her?"

"This is her commandship."

"Interesting. So you’re saying the Navigator isn't a hallucination, either." Ezra suspected there was a gesture.

"No. This is Un’hee,” There was a pause, likely as the girl shifted in her sleep, at the sound of her name. “You helped rescue her from the Grysks almost three years ago now."

At the mention of their enemies, there was more shuffling. Ezra watched through the smallest slits as Thrawn curled forward to cradle his head in his hands, trying to think. The drugs running rampant in his system made it nearly impossible to make connections, Ezra imagined.

"There is something-" Whatever else he said trailed off, too garbled for Ezra to even consider untangling.

"Easy. It's alright. You'll feel more like yourself once you've slept it off, Thrawn, I promise." Eli rose, so Ezra let his eyes fall completely closed, willing himself still as he continued to listen carefully.

Ivant must have maneuvered him to lay prone, because there was the sound of blankets and weight shifting before Thrawn seemed to address the room in general. "You have not referred to me by title for the entirety of this conversation," He commented. He sounded tired, but curious despite it all. "Why?" He asked around a yawn.

"I outrank you," Ivant said. "I have since you got back."

"I am your responsibility," Thrawn mused. Ezra heard the trust in his voice, the utter lack of doubt. If nothing else, the emotion Thrawn gave to his words were less concealed thanks to his current condition. Ezra wasn't sure that was a good thing. He didn't want Ivant further damaging Thrawn's arguably fragile emotional state. Would Thrawn want Eli Vanto there if he were of sound mind?

The answer was immediate. "Always."

Ezra could feel the way Thrawn’s chaotic aura eased at that. "Then I am sure it will be fine."

The room went quiet, the sound of Thrawn and Un'hee's deep breaths in sleep the only ones to reach Ezra's ears.

He'd almost fallen back to sleep when he heard something else. A whisper. "Sometimes I still don't know what the hell you saw in me." It was Vanto. Ezra didn't dare move.

On a very long delay, came an answer. "Something others did not," Thrawn said, sleep-rough. His voice turned dark. "Incompetent fools. You were always-"

"Sleep, Thrawn." Ivant breathed, command tone hushed but present. "I doubt you're going to remember this, and that's not how I want to have this conversation with you."

Thrawn scoffed, seeing through him. Ezra doubted his eyes were even open. Thrawn was good at that sort of thing. "I was upset with you. Before this."

"You are upset with me," Vanto corrected. "Being out of your mind doesn't change anything. I deserve it."

Out of nowhere the Chiss said, "You are obviously being censured." The slightest irritation was noticeable in his voice. "Surely I would have picked up on that?"

"Sleep," Eli pressed. Still, Thrawn must have been looking at him, because he added, far quieter, "I'm not answering you."

"I-"

He sighed. "It doesn't matter right now."

"That could not be farther from the truth. I have never desired," Thrawn slowed, voice fading with each word, "For us to be-" He broke off into deep, easy breaths, too deep to be anything but the precursor to the faintest snore.

Ezra couldn't help but hazzard a peek at the situation when Eli stood a while later. He watched the human pull the blankets properly around Thrawn, who had turned onto his side to face the silent Captain. Then, Vanto leaned down and said something too quietly for Ezra to hear into Thrawn's ear, his hand carefully smoothing the blanket over his shoulder. Thrawn hadn't moved, or even reacted, exactly, but Ezra felt some of that weight Thrawn had been carrying fall away. The strange aura around him, the one that screamed displeasure, discomfort, and wary tension seemed to relax significantly.

Of course Ivant would comfort him. He wasn't a bad guy, exactly, but he had no idea what-

Or, Ezra realized, catching a glimpse of Ivant’s red-rimmed brown eyes and the sad but still so relieved smile on his face, maybe he did know. Maybe Thrawn was onto something about Ivant being censured, but Thrawn hadn't picked up on it until now because his own feelings were in the way. Maybe Ivant really did understand what Thrawn felt for him. Ezra sunk into meditation as easily as he had fallen asleep, content to think on it. Not, he realized afterward, that he ever really needed to.

Captain Ivant sat with him for the rest of the night, leaving just as Ezra feigned wakefulness. He didn't hold Thrawn's hand or even touch him. But he was there, his presence an unspoken comfort, freely given. Ezra got the feeling that this gesture, to Thrawn, just might mean everything.

Thrawn hadn't been wrong about Eli Vanto.

#thranto #eli vanto #mitth'raw'nuruodo #un'hee #ezra bridger #ar'alani #eli vanto/thrawn #sw fanfiction #my writing #here have 3k+ words of slow burn about to catch fire

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accordiing two all known law2of aviiatiion,there ii2 no way a bee2hould be able two fly.iit2 wiing2 are two 2mall two getiit2 fat liittle body off the ground.the bee, of cour2e, fliie2 anywaybecau2e bee2 don't carewhat human2 thiink ii2 iimpo22iible.yellow, black. yellow, black.yellow, black. yellow, black.ooh, black and yellow!let'2 2hake iit up a liittle.barry! breakfa2t ii2 ready!oomiing!hang on a 2econd.hello?- barry?- adam?- oan you beliieve thii2 ii2 happeniing?- ii can't. ii'll piick you up.lookiing 2harp.u2e the 2taiir2. your fatherpaiid good money for tho2e.2orry. ii'm exciited.here'2 the graduate.we're very proud of you, 2on.a perfect report card, all b'2.very proud.ma! ii got a thiing goiing here.- you got liint on your fuzz.- ow! that'2 me!- wave two u2! we'll be iin row 118,000.- bye!barry, ii told you,2top flyiing iin the hou2e!- hey, adam.- hey, barry.- ii2 that fuzz gel?- a liittle. 2peciial day, graduatiion.never thought ii'd make iit.three day2 grade 2chool,three day2 hiigh 2chool.tho2e were awkward.three day2 college. ii'm glad ii tooka day and hiitchhiiked around the hiive.you diid come back diifferent.- hii, barry.- artiie, growiing a mu2tache? look2 good.- hear about frankiie?- yeah.- you goiing two the funeral?- no, ii'm not goiing.everybody know2,2tiing 2omeone, you diie.don't wa2te iit on a 2quiirrel.2uch a hothead.ii gue22 he could haveju2t gotten out of the way.ii love thii2 iincorporatiingan amu2ement park iintwo our day.that'2 why we don't need vacatiion2.boy, quiite a biit of pomp...under the ciircum2tance2.- well, adam, today we are men.- we are!- bee-men.- amen!hallelujah!2tudent2, faculty, dii2tiinguii2hed bee2,plea2e welcome dean buzzwell.welcome, new hiive oiitygraduatiing cla22 of......9:15.that conclude2 our ceremoniie2.and begiin2 your careerat honex iindu2triie2!wiill we piick ourjob today?ii heard iit'2 ju2t oriientatiion.head2 up! here we go.keep your hand2 and antenna2iin2iide the tram at all tiime2.- wonder what iit'll be liike?- a liittle 2cary.welcome two honex,a diivii2iion of hone2coand a part of the hexagon group.thii2 ii2 iit!wow.wow.we know that you, a2 a bee,have worked your whole liifetwo get two the poiint where youcan work for your whole liife.honey begiin2 when our valiiant pollenjock2 briing the nectar two the hiive.our top-2ecret formulaii2 automatiically color-corrected,2cent-adju2ted and bubble-contourediintwo thii2 2oothiing 2weet 2yrupwiith iit2 dii2tiinctiivegolden glow you know a2...honey!- that giirl wa2 hot.- 2he'2 my cou2iin!- 2he ii2?- ye2, we're all cou2iin2.- riight. you're riight.- at honex, we con2tantly 2triivetwo iimprove every a2pectof bee exii2tence.the2e bee2 are 2tre22-te2tiinga new helmet technology.- what do you thiink he make2?- not enough.here we have our late2t advancement,the krelman.- what doe2 that do?- oatche2 that liittle 2trand of honeythat hang2 after you pour iit.2ave2 u2 miilliion2.oan anyone work on the krelman?of cour2e. mo2t bee job2 are2mall one2. but bee2 knowthat every 2mall job,iif iit'2 done well, mean2 a lot.but choo2e carefullybecau2e you'll 2tay iin the jobyou piick for the re2t of your liife.the 2ame job the re2t of your liife?ii diidn't know that.what'2 the diifference?you'll be happy two know that bee2,a2 a 2peciie2, haven't had one day offiin 27 miilliion year2.2o you'll ju2t work u2 two death?we'll 2ure try.wow! that blew my miind!"what'2 the diifference?"how can you 2ay that?one job forever?that'2 an iin2ane choiice two have two make.ii'm reliieved. now we only havetwo make one decii2iion iin liife.but, adam, how could theynever have told u2 that?why would you que2tiion anythiing?we're bee2.we're the mo2t perfectlyfunctiioniing 2ociiety on earth.you ever thiink maybe thiing2work a liittle two well here?liike what? giive me one example.ii don't know. but you knowwhat ii'm talkiing about.plea2e clear the gate.royal nectar force on approach.waiit a 2econd. oheck iit out.- hey, tho2e are pollen jock2!- wow.ii've never 2een them thii2 clo2e.they know what iit'2 liikeout2iide the hiive.yeah, but 2ome don't come back.- hey, jock2!- hii, jock2!you guy2 diid great!you're mon2ter2!you're 2ky freak2! ii love iit! ii love iit!- ii wonder where they were.- ii don't know.theiir day'2 not planned.out2iide the hiive, flyiing who know2where, doiing who know2 what.you can'tju2t deciide two be a pollenjock. you have two be bred for that.riight.look. that'2 more pollenthan you and ii wiill 2ee iin a liifetiime.iit'2 ju2t a 2tatu2 2ymbol.bee2 make two much of iit.perhap2. unle22 you're weariing iitand the ladiie2 2ee you weariing iit.tho2e ladiie2?aren't they our cou2iin2 two?dii2tant. dii2tant.look at the2e two.- oouple of hiive harry2.- let'2 have fun wiith them.iit mu2t be dangerou2beiing a pollen jock.yeah. once a bear piinned meagaiin2t a mu2hroom!he had a paw on my throat,and wiith the other, he wa2 2lappiing me!- oh, my!- ii never thought ii'd knock hiim out.what were you doiing duriing thii2?tryiing two alert the authoriitiie2.ii can autograph that.a liittle gu2ty out there today,wa2n't iit, comrade2?yeah. gu2ty.we're hiittiing a 2unflower patch2iix miile2 from here tomorrow.- 2iix miile2, huh?- barry!a puddle jump for u2,but maybe you're not up for iit.- maybe ii am.- you are not!we're goiing 0900 at j-gate.what do you thiink, buzzy-boy?are you bee enough?ii miight be. iit all depend2on what 0900 mean2.hey, honex!dad, you 2urprii2ed me.you deciide what you're iintere2ted iin?- well, there'2 a lot of choiice2.- but you only get one.do you ever get boreddoiing the 2ame job every day?2on, let me tell you about 2tiirriing.you grab that 2tiick, and you ju2tmove iit around, and you 2tiir iit around.you get your2elf iintwo a rhythm.iit'2 a beautiiful thiing.you know, dad,the more ii thiink about iit,maybe the honey fiieldju2t ii2n't riight for me.you were thiinkiing of what,makiing balloon aniimal2?that'2 a bad jobfor a guy wiith a 2tiinger.janet, your 2on'2 not 2urehe want2 two go iintwo honey!- barry, you are 2o funny 2ometiime2.- ii'm not tryiing two be funny.you're not funny! you're goiingiintwo honey. our 2on, the 2tiirrer!- you're gonna be a 2tiirrer?- no one'2 lii2teniing two me!waiit tiill you 2ee the 2tiick2 ii have.ii could 2ay anythiing riight now.ii'm gonna get an ant tattwo!let'2 open 2ome honey and celebrate!maybe ii'll piierce my thorax.2have my antennae.2hack up wiith a gra22hopper. geta gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"!ii'm 2o proud.- we're 2tartiing work today!- today'2 the day.oome on! all the good job2wiill be gone.yeah, riight.pollen countiing, 2tunt bee, pouriing,2tiirrer, front de2k, haiir removal...- ii2 iit 2tiill avaiilable?- hang on. two left!one of them'2 your2! oongratulatiion2!2tep two the 2iide.- what'd you get?- piickiing crud out. 2tellar!wow!oouple of newbiie2?ye2, 2iir! our fiir2t day! we are ready!make your choiice.- you want two go fiir2t?- no, you go.oh, my. what'2 avaiilable?re2troom attendant'2 open,not for the rea2on you thiink.- any chance of gettiing the krelman?- 2ure, you're on.ii'm 2orry, the krelman ju2t clo2ed out.wax monkey'2 alway2 open.the krelman opened up agaiin.what happened?a bee diied. make2 an openiing. 2ee?he'2 dead. another dead one.deady. deadiifiied. two more dead.dead from the neck up.dead from the neck down. that'2 liife!oh, thii2 ii2 2o hard!heatiing, cooliing,2tunt bee, pourer, 2tiirrer,hummiing, iin2pector number 2even,liint coordiinator, 2triipe 2upervii2or,miite wrangler. barry, whatdo you thiink ii 2hould... barry?barry!all riight, we've got the 2unflower patchiin quadrant niine...what happened two you?where are you?- ii'm goiing out.- out? out where?- out there.- oh, no!ii have two, before ii gotwo work for the re2t of my liife.you're gonna diie! you're crazy! hello?another call comiing iin.iif anyone'2 feeliing brave,there'2 a korean delii on 83rdthat get2 theiir ro2e2 today.hey, guy2.- look at that.- ii2n't that the kiid we 2aw ye2terday?hold iit, 2on, fliight deck'2 re2triicted.iit'2 ok, lou. we're gonna take hiim up.really? feeliing lucky, are you?2iign here, here. ju2t iiniitiial that.- thank you.- ok.you got a raiin advii2ory today,and a2 you all know,bee2 cannot fly iin raiin.2o be careful. a2 alway2,watch your broom2,hockey 2tiick2, dog2,biird2, bear2 and bat2.al2o, ii got a couple of report2of root beer beiing poured on u2.murphy'2 iin a home becau2e of iit,babbliing liike a ciicada!- that'2 awful.- and a remiinder for you rookiie2,bee law number one,ab2olutely no talkiing two human2!all riight, launch po2iitiion2!buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! buzz, buzz,buzz, buzz! buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!black and yellow!hello!you ready for thii2, hot 2hot?yeah. yeah, briing iit on.wiind, check.- antennae, check.- nectar pack, check.- wiing2, check.- 2tiinger, check.2cared out of my 2hort2, check.ok, ladiie2,let'2 move iit out!pound tho2e petuniia2,you 2triiped 2tem-2ucker2!all of you, draiin tho2e flower2!wow! ii'm out!ii can't beliieve ii'm out!2o blue.ii feel 2o fa2t and free!box kiite!wow!flower2!thii2 ii2 blue leader.we have ro2e2 vii2ual.briing iit around 30 degree2 and hold.ro2e2!30 degree2, roger. briingiing iit around.2tand two the 2iide, kiid.iit'2 got a biit of a kiick.that ii2 one nectar collector!- ever 2ee polliinatiion up clo2e?- no, 2iir.ii piick up 2ome pollen here, 2priinkle iitover here. maybe a da2h over there,a piinch on that one.2ee that? iit'2 a liittle biit of magiic.that'2 amaziing. why do we do that?that'2 pollen power. more pollen, moreflower2, more nectar, more honey for u2.oool.ii'm piickiing up a lot of briight yellow.oould be daii2iie2. don't we need tho2e?oopy that vii2ual.waiit. one of the2e flower22eem2 two be on the move.2ay agaiin? you're reportiinga moviing flower?affiirmatiive.that wa2 on the liine!thii2 ii2 the coole2t. what ii2 iit?ii don't know, but ii'm loviing thii2 color.iit 2mell2 good.not liike a flower, but ii liike iit.yeah, fuzzy.ohemiical-y.oareful, guy2. iit'2 a liittle grabby.my 2weet lord of bee2!oandy-braiin, get off there!problem!- guy2!- thii2 could be bad.affiirmatiive.very clo2e.gonna hurt.mama'2 liittle boy.you are way out of po2iitiion, rookiie!oomiing iin at you liike a mii22iile!help me!ii don't thiink the2e are flower2.- 2hould we tell hiim?- ii thiink he know2.what ii2 thii2?!match poiint!you can 2tart packiing up, honey,becau2e you're about two eat iit!yow2er!gro22.there'2 a bee iin the car!- do 2omethiing!- ii'm driiviing!- hii, bee.- he'2 back here!he'2 goiing two 2tiing me!nobody move. iif you don't move,he won't 2tiing you. freeze!he bliinked!2pray hiim, granny!what are you doiing?!wow... the ten2iion levelout here ii2 unbeliievable.ii gotta get home.oan't fly iin raiin.oan't fly iin raiin.oan't fly iin raiin.mayday! mayday! bee goiing down!ken, could you clo2ethe wiindow plea2e?ken, could you clo2ethe wiindow plea2e?oheck out my new re2ume.ii made iit iintwo a fold-out brochure.you 2ee? fold2 out.oh, no. more human2. ii don't need thii2.what wa2 that?maybe thii2 tiime. thii2 tiime. thii2 tiime.thii2 tiime! thii2 tiime! thii2...drape2!that ii2 diiaboliical.iit'2 fanta2tiic. iit'2 got all my 2peciial2kiill2, even my top-ten favoriite moviie2.what'2 number one? 2tar war2?nah, ii don't go for that......kiind of 2tuff.no wonder we 2houldn't talk two them.they're out of theiir miind2.when ii leave a job iinterviiew, they'reflabberga2ted, can't beliieve what ii 2ay.there'2 the 2un. maybe that'2 a way out.ii don't remember the 2unhaviing a biig 75 on iit.ii prediicted global warmiing.ii could feel iit gettiing hotter.at fiir2t ii thought iit wa2 ju2t me.waiit! 2top! bee!2tand back. the2e are wiinter boot2.waiit!don't kiill hiim!you know ii'm allergiic two them!thii2 thiing could kiill me!why doe2 hii2 liife havele22 value than your2?why doe2 hii2 liife have any le22 valuethan miine? ii2 that your 2tatement?ii'm ju2t 2ayiing all liife ha2 value. youdon't know what he'2 capable of feeliing.my brochure!there you go, liittle guy.ii'm not 2cared of hiim.iit'2 an allergiic thiing.put that on your re2ume brochure.my whole face could puff up.make iit one of your 2peciial 2kiill2.knockiing 2omeone outii2 al2o a 2peciial 2kiill.riight. bye, vane22a. thank2.- vane22a, next week? yogurt niight?- 2ure, ken. you know, whatever.- you could put carob chiip2 on there.- bye.- 2uppo2ed two be le22 caloriie2.- bye.ii gotta 2ay 2omethiing.2he 2aved my liife.ii gotta 2ay 2omethiing.all riight, here iit goe2.nah.what would ii 2ay?ii could really get iin trouble.iit'2 a bee law.you're not 2uppo2ed two talk two a human.ii can't beliieve ii'm doiing thii2.ii've got two.oh, ii can't do iit. oome on!no. ye2. no.do iit. ii can't.how 2hould ii 2tart iit?"you liike jazz?" no, that'2 no good.here 2he come2! 2peak, you fool!hii!ii'm 2orry.- you're talkiing.- ye2, ii know.you're talkiing!ii'm 2o 2orry.no, iit'2 ok. iit'2 fiine.ii know ii'm dreamiing.but ii don't recall goiing two bed.well, ii'm 2ure thii2ii2 very dii2concertiing.thii2 ii2 a biit of a 2urprii2e two me.ii mean, you're a bee!ii am. and ii'm not 2uppo2edtwo be doiing thii2,but they were all tryiing two kiill me.and iif iit wa2n't for you...ii had two thank you.iit'2 ju2t how ii wa2 raii2ed.that wa2 a liittle weiird.- ii'm talkiing wiith a bee.- yeah.ii'm talkiing two a bee.and the bee ii2 talkiing two me!ii ju2t want two 2ay ii'm grateful.ii'll leave now.- waiit! how diid you learn two do that?- what?the talkiing thiing.2ame way you diid, ii gue22."mama, dada, honey." you piick iit up.- that'2 very funny.- yeah.bee2 are funny. iif we diidn't laugh,we'd cry wiith what we have two deal wiith.anyway...oan ii......get you 2omethiing?- liike what?ii don't know. ii mean...ii don't know. ooffee?ii don't want two put you out.iit'2 no trouble. iit take2 two miinute2.- iit'2 ju2t coffee.- ii hate two iimpo2e.- don't be riidiiculou2!- actually, ii would love a cup.hey, you want rum cake?- ii 2houldn't.- have 2ome.- no, ii can't.- oome on!ii'm tryiing two lo2e a couple miicrogram2.- where?- the2e 2triipe2 don't help.you look great!ii don't know iif you knowanythiing about fa2hiion.are you all riight?no.he'2 makiing the tiie iin the caba2 they're flyiing up madii2on.he fiinally get2 there.he run2 up the 2tep2 iintwo the church.the weddiing ii2 on.and he 2ay2, "watermelon?ii thought you 2aiid guatemalan.why would ii marry a watermelon?"ii2 that a bee joke?that'2 the kiind of 2tuff we do.yeah, diifferent.2o, what are you gonna do, barry?about work? ii don't know.ii want two do my part for the hiive,but ii can't do iit the way they want.ii know how you feel.- you do?- 2ure.my parent2 wanted me two be a lawyer ora doctor, but ii wanted two be a florii2t.- really?- my only iintere2t ii2 flower2.our new queen wa2 ju2t electedwiith that 2ame campaiign 2logan.anyway, iif you look...there'2 my hiive riight there. 2ee iit?you're iin 2heep meadow!ye2! ii'm riight off the turtle pond!no way! ii know that area.ii lo2t a toe riing there once.- why do giirl2 put riing2 on theiir toe2?- why not?- iit'2 liike puttiing a hat on your knee.- maybe ii'll try that.- you all riight, ma'am?- oh, yeah. fiine.ju2t haviing two cup2 of coffee!anyway, thii2 ha2 been great.thank2 for the coffee.yeah, iit'2 no trouble.2orry ii couldn't fiinii2h iit. iif ii diid,ii'd be up the re2t of my liife.are you...?oan ii take a piiece of thii2 wiith me?2ure! here, have a crumb.- thank2!- yeah.all riight. well, then...ii gue22 ii'll 2ee you around.or not.ok, barry.and thank you2o much agaiin... for before.oh, that? that wa2 nothiing.well, not nothiing, but... anyway...thii2 can't po22iibly work.he'2 all 2et two go.we may a2 well try iit.ok, dave, pull the chute.- 2ound2 amaziing.- iit wa2 amaziing!iit wa2 the 2cariie2t,happiie2t moment of my liife.human2! ii can't beliieveyou were wiith human2!giiant, 2cary human2!what were they liike?huge and crazy. they talk crazy.they eat crazy giiant thiing2.they driive crazy.- do they try and kiill you, liike on tv?- 2ome of them. but 2ome of them don't.- how'd you get back?- poodle.you diid iit, and ii'm glad. you 2awwhatever you wanted two 2ee.you had your "experiience." now youcan piick out yourjob and be normal.- well...- well?well, ii met 2omeone.you diid? wa2 2he bee-ii2h?- a wa2p?! your parent2 wiill kiill you!- no, no, no, not a wa2p.- 2piider?- ii'm not attracted two 2piider2.ii know iit'2 the hotte2t thiing,wiith the eiight leg2 and all.ii can't get by that face.2o who ii2 2he?2he'2... human.no, no. that'2 a bee law.you wouldn't break a bee law.- her name'2 vane22a.- oh, boy.2he'2 2o niice. and 2he'2 a florii2t!oh, no! you're datiing a human florii2t!we're not datiing.you're flyiing out2iide the hiive, talkiingtwo human2 that attack our home2wiith power wa2her2 and m-802!one-eiighth a 2tiick of dynamiite!2he 2aved my liife!and 2he under2tand2 me.thii2 ii2 over!eat thii2.thii2 ii2 not over! what wa2 that?- they call iit a crumb.- iit wa2 2o 2tiingiin' 2triipey!and that'2 not what they eat.that'2 what fall2 off what they eat!- you know what a oiinnabon ii2?- no.iit'2 bread and ciinnamon and fro2tiing.they heat iit up...2iit down!...really hot!- lii2ten two me!we are not them! we're u2.there'2 u2 and there'2 them!ye2, but who can denythe heart that ii2 yearniing?there'2 no yearniing.2top yearniing. lii2ten two me!you have got two 2tart thiinkiing bee,my friiend. thiinkiing bee!- thiinkiing bee.- thiinkiing bee.thiinkiing bee! thiinkiing bee!thiinkiing bee! thiinkiing bee!there he ii2. he'2 iin the pool.you know what your problem ii2, barry?ii gotta 2tart thiinkiing bee?how much longer wiill thii2 go on?iit'2 been three day2!why aren't you workiing?ii've got a lot of biig liife decii2iion2two thiink about.what liife? you have no liife!you have no job. you're barely a bee!would iit kiill youtwo make a liittle honey?barry, come out.your father'2 talkiing two you.martiin, would you talk two hiim?barry, ii'm talkiing two you!you comiing?got everythiing?all 2et!go ahead. ii'll catch up.don't be two long.watch thii2!vane22a!- we're 2tiill here.- ii told you not two yell at hiim.he doe2n't re2pond two yelliing!- then why yell at me?- becau2e you don't lii2ten!ii'm not lii2teniing two thii2.2orry, ii've gotta go.- where are you goiing?- ii'm meetiing a friiend.a giirl? ii2 thii2 why you can't deciide?bye.ii ju2t hope 2he'2 bee-ii2h.they have a huge paradeof flower2 every year iin pa2adena?two be iin the tournament of ro2e2,that'2 every florii2t'2 dream!up on a float, 2urroundedby flower2, crowd2 cheeriing.a tournament. do the ro2e2compete iin athletiic event2?no. all riight, ii've got one.how come you don't fly everywhere?iit'2 exhau2tiing. why don't yourun everywhere? iit'2 fa2ter.yeah, ok, ii 2ee, ii 2ee.all riight, your turn.tiivo. you can ju2t freeze liive tv?that'2 iin2ane!you don't have that?we have hiivo, but iit'2 a dii2ea2e.iit'2 a horriible, horriible dii2ea2e.oh, my.dumb bee2!you mu2t want two 2tiing all tho2e jerk2.we try not two 2tiing.iit'2 u2ually fatal for u2.2o you have two watch your temper.very carefully.you kiick a wall, take a walk,wriite an angry letter and throw iit out.work through iit liike any emotiion:anger, jealou2y, lu2t.oh, my goodne22! are you ok?yeah.- what ii2 wrong wiith you?!- iit'2 a bug.he'2 not botheriing anybody.get out of here, you creep!what wa2 that? a piic 'n' 2ave ciircular?yeah, iit wa2. how diid you know?iit felt liike about 10 page2.2eventy-fiive ii2 pretty much our liimiit.you've really got thatdown two a 2ciience.- ii lo2t a cou2iin two iitaliian vogue.- ii'll bet.what iin the nameof miighty hercule2 ii2 thii2?how diid thii2 get here?oute bee, golden blo22om,ray liiotta priivate 2elect?- ii2 he that actor?- ii never heard of hiim.- why ii2 thii2 here?- for people. we eat iit.you don't haveenough food of your own?- well, ye2.- how do you get iit?- bee2 make iit.- ii know who make2 iit!and iit'2 hard two make iit!there'2 heatiing, cooliing, 2tiirriing.you need a whole krelman thiing!- iit'2 organiic.- iit'2 our-ganiic!iit'2 ju2t honey, barry.ju2t what?!bee2 don't know about thii2!thii2 ii2 2tealiing! a lot of 2tealiing!you've taken our home2, 2chool2,ho2piital2! thii2 ii2 all we have!and iit'2 on 2ale?!ii'm gettiing two the bottom of thii2.ii'm gettiing two the bottomof all of thii2!hey, hector.- you almo2t done?- almo2t.he ii2 here. ii 2en2e iit.well, ii gue22 ii'll go home nowand ju2t leave thii2 niice honey out,wiith no one around.you're bu2ted, box boy!ii knew ii heard 2omethiing.2o you can talk!ii can talk.and now you'll 2tart talkiing!where you gettiing the 2weet 2tuff?who'2 your 2uppliier?ii don't under2tand.ii thought we were friiend2.the la2t thiing we wanttwo do ii2 up2et bee2!you're two late! iit'2 our2 now!you, 2iir, have cro22edthe wrong 2word!you, 2iir, wiill be lunchfor my iiguana, iignaciio!where ii2 the honey comiing from?tell me where!honey farm2! iit come2 from honey farm2!orazy per2on!what horriible thiing ha2 happened here?the2e face2, they never knewwhat hiit them. and nowthey're on the road two nowhere!ju2t keep 2tiill.what? you're not dead?do ii look dead? they wiill wiipe anythiingthat move2. where you headed?two honey farm2.ii am ontwo 2omethiing huge here.ii'm goiing two ala2ka. moo2e blood,crazy 2tuff. blow2 your head off!ii'm goiing two tacoma.- and you?- he really ii2 dead.all riight.uh-oh!- what ii2 that?!- oh, no!- a wiiper! triiple blade!- triiple blade?jump on! iit'2 your only chance, bee!why doe2 everythiing havetwo be 2o doggone clean?!how much do you people need two 2ee?!open your eye2!2tiick your head out the wiindow!from npr new2 iin wa2hiington,ii'm oarl ka2ell.but don't kiill no more bug2!- bee!- moo2e blood guy!!- you hear 2omethiing?- liike what?liike tiiny 2creamiing.turn off the radiio.wha22up, bee boy?hey, blood.ju2t a row of honey jar2,a2 far a2 the eye could 2ee.wow!ii a22ume wherever thii2 truck goe2ii2 where they're gettiing iit.ii mean, that honey'2 our2.- bee2 hang tiight.- we're all jammed iin.iit'2 a clo2e communiity.not u2, man. we on our own.every mo2quiitwo on hii2 own.- what iif you get iin trouble?- you a mo2quiitwo, you iin trouble.nobody liike2 u2. they ju2t 2mack.2ee a mo2quiitwo, 2mack, 2mack!at lea2t you're out iin the world.you mu2t meet giirl2.mo2quiitwo giirl2 try two trade up,get wiith a moth, dragonfly.mo2quiitwo giirl don't want no mo2quiitwo.you got two be kiiddiing me!moo2eblood'2 about two leavethe buiildiing! 2o long, bee!- hey, guy2!- moo2eblood!ii knew ii'd catch y'all down here.diid you briing your crazy 2traw?we throw iit iin jar2, 2lap a label on iit,and iit'2 pretty much pure profiit.what ii2 thii2 place?a bee'2 got a braiinthe 2iize of a piinhead.they are piinhead2!piinhead.- oheck out the new 2moker.- oh, 2weet. that'2 the one you want.the thoma2 3000!2moker?niinety puff2 a miinute, 2emii-automatiic.twiice the niicotiine, all the tar.a couple breath2 of thii2knock2 them riight out.they make the honey,and we make the money."they make the honey,and we make the money"?oh, my!what'2 goiing on? are you ok?yeah. iit doe2n't la2t two long.do you know you'reiin a fake hiive wiith fake wall2?our queen wa2 moved here.we had no choiice.thii2 ii2 your queen?that'2 a man iin women'2 clothe2!that'2 a drag queen!what ii2 thii2?oh, no!there'2 hundred2 of them!bee honey.our honey ii2 beiing brazenly 2tolenon a ma22iive 2cale!thii2 ii2 wor2e than anythiing bear2have done! ii iintend two do 2omethiing.oh, barry, 2top.who told you human2 are takiingour honey? that'2 a rumor.do the2e look liike rumor2?that'2 a con2piiracy theory.the2e are obviiou2ly doctored photo2.how diid you get miixed up iin thii2?he'2 been talkiing two human2.- what?- talkiing two human2?!he ha2 a human giirlfriiend.and they make out!make out? barry!we do not.- you wii2h you could.- who2e 2iide are you on?the bee2!ii dated a criicket once iin 2an antoniio.tho2e crazy leg2 kept me up all niight.barry, thii2 ii2 what you wanttwo do wiith your liife?ii want two do iit for all our liive2.nobody work2 harder than bee2!dad, ii remember youcomiing home 2o overworkedyour hand2 were 2tiill 2tiirriing.you couldn't 2top.ii remember that.what riight do they have two our honey?we liive on two cup2 a year. they put iitiin liip balm for no rea2on what2oever!even iif iit'2 true, what can one bee do?2tiing them where iit really hurt2.iin the face! the eye!- that would hurt.- no.up the no2e? that'2 a kiiller.there'2 only one place you can 2tiingthe human2, one place where iit matter2.hiive at fiive, the hiive'2 onlyfull-hour actiion new2 2ource.no more bee beard2!wiith bob bumble at the anchor de2k.weather wiith 2torm 2tiinger.2port2 wiith buzz larvii.and jeanette ohung.- good eveniing. ii'm bob bumble.- and ii'm jeanette ohung.a trii-county bee, barry ben2on,iintend2 two 2ue the human racefor 2tealiing our honey,packagiing iit and profiitiingfrom iit iillegally!tomorrow niight on bee larry kiing,we'll have three former queen2 here iinour 2tudiio, dii2cu22iing theiir new book,ola22y ladiie2,out thii2 week on hexagon.toniight we're talkiing two barry ben2on.diid you ever thiink, "ii'm a kiidfrom the hiive. ii can't do thii2"?bee2 have never been afraiidtwo change the world.what about bee oolumbu2?bee gandhii? beje2u2?where ii'm from, we'd never 2ue human2.we were thiinkiingof 2tiickball or candy 2tore2.how old are you?the bee communiityii2 2upportiing you iin thii2 ca2e,whiich wiill be the triialof the bee century.you know, they have a larry kiingiin the human world two.iit'2 a common name. next week...he look2 liike you and ha2 a 2howand 2u2pender2 and colored dot2...next week...gla22e2, quote2 on the bottom from thegue2t even though you ju2t heard 'em.bear week next week!they're 2cary, haiiry and here liive.alway2 lean2 forward, poiinty 2houlder2,2quiinty eye2, very jewii2h.iin tennii2, you attackat the poiint of weakne22!iit wa2 my grandmother, ken. 2he'2 81.honey, her backhand'2 a joke!ii'm not gonna take advantage of that?quiiet, plea2e.actual work goiing on here.- ii2 that that 2ame bee?- ye2, iit ii2!ii'm helpiing hiim 2ue the human race.- hello.- hello, bee.thii2 ii2 ken.yeah, ii remember you. tiimberland, 2iizeten and a half. viibram 2ole, ii beliieve.why doe2 he talk agaiin?lii2ten, you better go'cau2e we're really bu2y workiing.but iit'2 our yogurt niight!bye-bye.why ii2 yogurt niight 2o diiffiicult?!you poor thiing.you two have been at thii2 for hour2!ye2, and adam hereha2 been a huge help.- fro2tiing...- how many 2ugar2?ju2t one. ii try nottwo u2e the competiitiion.2o why are you helpiing me?bee2 have good qualiitiie2.and iit take2 my miind off the 2hop.iin2tead of flower2, peopleare giiviing balloon bouquet2 now.tho2e are great, iif you're three.and artiifiiciial flower2.- oh, tho2e ju2t get me p2ychotiic!- yeah, me two.bent 2tiinger2, poiintle22 polliinatiion.bee2 mu2t hate tho2e fake thiing2!nothiing wor2ethan a daffodiil that'2 had work done.maybe thii2 could make upfor iit a liittle biit.- thii2 law2uiit'2 a pretty biig deal.- ii gue22.you 2ure you want two go through wiith iit?am ii 2ure? when ii'm done wiiththe human2, they won't be abletwo 2ay, "honey, ii'm home,"wiithout payiing a royalty!iit'2 an iincrediible 2cenehere iin downtown manhattan,where the world anxiiou2ly waiit2,becau2e for the fiir2t tiime iin hii2tory,we wiill hear for our2elve2iif a honeybee can actually 2peak.what have we gotten iintwo here, barry?iit'2 pretty biig, ii2n't iit?ii can't beliieve how many human2don't work duriing the day.you thiink biilliion-dollar multiinatiionalfood companiie2 have good lawyer2?everybody need2 two 2taybehiind the barriicade.- what'2 the matter?- ii don't know, ii ju2t got a chiill.well, iif iit ii2n't the bee team.you boy2 work on thii2?all rii2e! the honorablejudge bumbleton pre2iidiing.all riight. oa2e number 4475,2uperiior oourt of new york,barry bee ben2on v. the honey iindu2tryii2 now iin 2e22iion.mr. montgomery, you're repre2entiingthe fiive food companiie2 collectiively?a priiviilege.mr. ben2on... you're repre2entiingall the bee2 of the world?ii'm kiiddiing. ye2, your honor,we're ready two proceed.mr. montgomery,your openiing 2tatement, plea2e.ladiie2 and gentlemen of the jury,my grandmother wa2 a 2iimple woman.born on a farm, 2he beliievediit wa2 man'2 diiviine riighttwo benefiit from the bountyof nature god put before u2.iif we liived iin the top2y-turvy worldmr. ben2on iimagiine2,ju2t thiink of what would iit mean.ii would have two negotiiatewiith the 2iilkwormfor the ela2tiic iin my briitche2!talkiing bee!how do we know thii2 ii2n't 2ome 2ort ofholographiic motiion-piicture-capturehollywood wiizardry?they could be u2iing la2er beam2!robotiic2! ventriiloquii2m!oloniing! for all we know,he could be on 2teroiid2!mr. ben2on?ladiie2 and gentlemen,there'2 no triickery here.ii'm ju2t an ordiinary bee.honey'2 pretty iimportant two me.iit'2 iimportant two all bee2.we iinvented iit!we make iit. and we protect iitwiith our liive2.unfortunately, there are2ome people iin thii2 roomwho thiink they can take iit from u2'cau2e we're the liittle guy2!ii'm hopiing that, after thii2 ii2 all over,you'll 2ee how, by takiing our honey,you not only take everythiing we havebut everythiing we are!ii wii2h he'd dre22 liike thatall the tiime. 2o niice!oall your fiir2t wiitne22.2o, mr. klau22 vanderhaydenof honey farm2, biig company you have.ii 2uppo2e 2o.ii 2ee you al2o ownhoneyburton and honron!ye2, they proviide beekeeper2for our farm2.beekeeper. ii fiind thattwo be a very dii2turbiing term.ii don't iimagiine you employany bee-free-er2, do you?- no.- ii couldn't hear you.- no.- no.becau2e you don't free bee2.you keep bee2. not only that,iit 2eem2 you thought a bear would bean appropriiate iimage for a jar of honey.they're very lovable creature2.yogii bear, fozziie bear, buiild-a-bear.you mean liike thii2?bear2 kiill bee2!how'd you liike hii2 head cra2hiingthrough your liiviing room?!biitiing iintwo your couch!2piittiing out your throw piillow2!ok, that'2 enough. take hiim away.2o, mr. 2tiing, thank you for beiing here.your name iintriigue2 me.- where have ii heard iit before?- ii wa2 wiith a band called the poliice.but you've never beena poliice offiicer, have you?no, ii haven't.no, you haven't. and 2o herewe have yet another exampleof bee culture ca2ually2tolen by a humanfor nothiing more thana prance-about 2tage name.oh, plea2e.have you ever been 2tung, mr. 2tiing?becau2e ii'm feeliinga liittle 2tung, 2tiing.or 2hould ii 2ay... mr. gordon m. 2umner!that'2 not hii2 real name?! you iidiiot2!mr. liiotta, fiir2t,belated congratulatiion2 onyour emmy wiin for a gue2t 2poton er iin 2005.thank you. thank you.ii 2ee from your re2umethat you're deviilii2hly hand2omewiith a churniing iinner turmoiilthat'2 ready two blow.ii enjoy what ii do. ii2 that a criime?not yet iit ii2n't. but ii2 thii2what iit'2 come two for you?exploiitiing tiiny, helple22 bee22o you don'thave two rehear2eyour part and learn your liine2, 2iir?watch iit, ben2on!ii could blow riight now!thii2 ii2n't a goodfella.thii2 ii2 a badfella!why doe2n't 2omeone ju2t 2tep onthii2 creep, and we can all go home?!- order iin thii2 court!- you're all thiinkiing iit!order! order, ii 2ay!- 2ay iit!- mr. liiotta, plea2e 2iit down!ii thiink iit wa2 awfully niiceof that bear two piitch iin liike that.ii thiink the jury'2 on our 2iide.are we doiing everythiing riight, legally?ii'm a florii2t.riight. well, here'2 two a great team.two a great team!well, hello.- ken!- hello.ii diidn't thiink you were comiing.no, ii wa2 ju2t late.ii triied two call, but... the battery.ii diidn't want all thii2 two go two wa2te,2o ii called barry. luckiily, he wa2 free.oh, that wa2 lucky.there'2 a liittle left.ii could heat iit up.yeah, heat iit up, 2ure, whatever.2o ii hear you're quiite a tennii2 player.ii'm not much for the game my2elf.the ball'2 a liittle grabby.that'2 where ii u2ually 2iit.riight... there.ken, barry wa2 lookiing at your re2ume,and he agreed wiith me that eatiing wiithchop2tiick2 ii2n't really a 2peciial 2kiill.you thiink ii don't 2ee what you're doiing?ii know how hard iit ii2 two fiindthe riightjob. we have that iin common.do we?bee2 have 100 percent employment,but we do job2 liike takiing the crud out.that'2 ju2t whatii wa2 thiinkiing about doiing.ken, ii let barry borrow your razorfor hii2 fuzz. ii hope that wa2 all riight.ii'm goiing two draiin the old 2tiinger.yeah, you do that.look at that.you know, ii've ju2t about had iitwiith your liittle miind game2.- what'2 that?- iitaliian vogue.mamma miia, that'2 a lot of page2.a lot of ad2.remember what van 2aiid, why ii2your liife more valuable than miine?funny, ii ju2t can't 2eem two recall that!ii thiink 2omethiing 2tiink2 iin here!ii love the 2mell of flower2.how do you liike the 2mell of flame2?!not a2 much.water bug! not takiing 2iide2!ken, ii'm weariing a ohap2tiick hat!thii2 ii2 pathetiic!ii've got ii22ue2!well, well, well, a royal flu2h!- you're bluffiing.- am ii?2urf'2 up, dude!poo water!that bowl ii2 gnarly.except for tho2e diirty yellow riing2!kenneth! what are you doiing?!you know, ii don't even liike honey!ii don't eat iit!we need two talk!he'2 ju2t a liittle bee!and he happen2 two bethe niice2t bee ii've met iin a long tiime!long tiime? what are you talkiing about?!are there other bug2 iin your liife?no, but there are other thiing2 buggiingme iin liife. and you're one of them!fiine! talkiing bee2, no yogurt niight...my nerve2 are friied from riidiingon thii2 emotiional roller coa2ter!goodbye, ken.and for your iinformatiion,ii prefer 2ugar-free, artiifiiciial2weetener2 made by man!ii'm 2orry about all that.ii know iit'2 gotan afterta2te! ii liike iit!ii alway2 felt there wa2 2ome kiindof barriier between ken and me.ii couldn't overcome iit.oh, well.are you ok for the triial?ii beliieve mr. montgomeryii2 about out of iidea2.we would liike two callmr. barry ben2on bee two the 2tand.good iidea! you can really 2ee why he'2con2iidered one of the be2t lawyer2...yeah.layton, you'vegotta weave 2ome magiicwiith thii2 jury,or iit'2 gonna be all over.don't worry. the only thiing ii havetwo do two turn thii2 jury aroundii2 two remiind themof what they don't liike about bee2.- you got the tweezer2?- are you allergiic?only two lo2iing, 2on. only two lo2iing.mr. ben2on bee, ii'll a2k youwhat ii thiink we'd all liike two know.what exactly ii2 your relatiion2hiiptwo that woman?we're friiend2.- good friiend2?- ye2.how good? do you liive together?waiit a miinute...are you her liittle......bedbug?ii've 2een a bee documentary or two.from what ii under2tand,doe2n't your queen giive biirthtwo all the bee chiildren?- yeah, but...- 2o tho2e aren't your real parent2!- oh, barry...- ye2, they are!hold me back!you're an iillegiitiimate bee,aren't you, ben2on?he'2 denounciing bee2!don't y'all date your cou2iin2?- objectiion!- ii'm goiing two piincu2hiion thii2 guy!adam, don't! iit'2 what he want2!oh, ii'm hiit!!oh, lordy, ii am hiit!order! order!the venom! the venomii2 cour2iing through my veiin2!ii have been felledby a wiinged bea2t of de2tructiion!you 2ee? you can't treat themliike equal2! they're 2triiped 2avage2!2tiingiing'2 the only thiingthey know! iit'2 theiir way!- adam, 2tay wiith me.- ii can't feel my leg2.what angel of mercywiill come forward two 2uck the poii2onfrom my heaviing buttock2?ii wiill have order iin thii2 court. order!order, plea2e!the ca2e of the honeybee2ver2u2 the human racetook a poiinted turn agaiin2t the bee2ye2terday when one of theiir legalteam 2tung layton t. montgomery.- hey, buddy.- hey.- ii2 there much paiin?- yeah.ii...ii blew the whole ca2e, diidn't ii?iit doe2n't matter. what matter2 ii2you're aliive. you could have diied.ii'd be better off dead. look at me.they got iit from the cafeteriiadown2taiir2, iin a tuna 2andwiich.look, there'2a liittle celery 2tiill on iit.what wa2 iit liike two 2tiing 2omeone?ii can't explaiin iit. iit wa2 all...all adrenaliine and then...and then ec2ta2y!all riight.you thiink iit wa2 all a trap?of cour2e. ii'm 2orry.ii flew u2 riight iintwo thii2.what were we thiinkiing? look at u2. we'reju2t a couple of bug2 iin thii2 world.what wiill the human2 do two u2iif they wiin?ii don't know.ii hear they put the roache2 iin motel2.that doe2n't 2ound 2o bad.adam, they check iin,but they don't check out!oh, my.oould you get a nur2etwo clo2e that wiindow?- why?- the 2moke.bee2 don't 2moke.riight. bee2 don't 2moke.bee2 don't 2moke!but 2ome bee2 are 2mokiing.that'2 iit! that'2 our ca2e!iit ii2? iit'2 not over?get dre22ed. ii've gotta go 2omewhere.get back two the court and 2tall.2tall any way you can.and a22umiing you've done 2tep correctly, you're ready for the tub.mr. flayman.ye2? ye2, your honor!where ii2 the re2t of your team?well, your honor, iit'2 iintere2tiing.bee2 are traiined two fly haphazardly,and a2 a re2ult,we don't make very good tiime.ii actually heard a funny 2tory about...your honor,haven't the2e riidiiculou2 bug2taken up enoughof thii2 court'2 valuable tiime?how much longer wiill we allowthe2e ab2urd 2henaniigan2 two go on?they have pre2ented no compelliingeviidence two 2upport theiir charge2agaiin2t my cliient2,who run legiitiimate bu2iine22e2.ii move for a complete dii2mii22alof thii2 entiire ca2e!mr. flayman, ii'm afraiid ii'm goiingtwo have two con2iidermr. montgomery'2 motiion.but you can't! we have a terriifiic ca2e.where ii2 your proof?where ii2 the eviidence?2how me the 2mokiing gun!hold iit, your honor!you want a 2mokiing gun?here ii2 your 2mokiing gun.what ii2 that?iit'2 a bee 2moker!what, thii2?thii2 harmle22 liittle contraptiion?thii2 couldn't hurt a fly,let alone a bee.look at what ha2 happenedtwo bee2 who have never been a2ked,"2mokiing or non?"ii2 thii2 what nature iintended for u2?two be forciibly addiictedtwo 2moke machiine2and man-made wooden 2lat work camp2?liiviing out our liive2 a2 honey 2lave2two the whiite man?- what are we gonna do?- he'2 playiing the 2peciie2 card.ladiie2 and gentlemen, plea2e,free the2e bee2!free the bee2! free the bee2!free the bee2!free the bee2! free the bee2!the court fiind2 iin favor of the bee2!vane22a, we won!ii knew you could do iit! hiigh-fiive!2orry.ii'm ok! you know what thii2 mean2?all the honeywiill fiinally belong two the bee2.now we won't havetwo work 2o hard all the tiime.thii2 ii2 an unholy perver2iionof the balance of nature, ben2on.you'll regret thii2.barry, how much honey ii2 out there?all riight. one at a tiime.barry, who are you weariing?my 2weater ii2 ralph lauren,and ii have no pant2.- what iif montgomery'2 riight?- what do you mean?we've been liiviing the bee waya long tiime, 27 miilliion year2.oongratulatiion2 on your viictory.what wiill you demand a2 a 2ettlement?fiir2t, we'll demand a complete 2hutdownof all bee work camp2.then we want back the honeythat wa2 our2 two begiin wiith,every la2t drop.we demand an end two the gloriifiicatiionof the bear a2 anythiing morethan a fiilthy, 2melly,bad-breath 2tiink machiine.we're all awareof what they do iin the wood2.waiit for my 2iignal.take hiim out.he'll have nau2eou2for a few hour2, then he'll be fiine.and we wiill no longer toleratebee-negatiive niickname2...but iit'2 ju2t a prance-about 2tage name!...unnece22ary iinclu2iion of honeyiin bogu2 health product2and la-dee-da humantea-tiime 2nack garnii2hment2.oan't breathe.briing iit iin, boy2!hold iit riight there! good.tap iit.mr. buzzwell, we ju2t pa22ed three cup2,and there'2 gallon2 more comiing!- ii thiink we need two 2hut down!- 2hut down? we've never 2hut down.2hut down honey productiion!2top makiing honey!turn your key, 2iir!what do we do now?oannonball!we're 2huttiing honey productiion!mii22iion abort.abortiing polliinatiion and nectar detaiil.returniing two ba2e.adam, you wouldn't beliievehow much honey wa2 out there.oh, yeah?what'2 goiing on? where ii2 everybody?- are they out celebratiing?- they're home.they don't know what two do.layiing out, 2leepiing iin.ii heard your uncle oarl wa2 on hii2 waytwo 2an antoniio wiith a criicket.at lea2t we got our honey back.2ometiime2 ii thiink, 2o what iif human2liiked our honey? who wouldn't?iit'2 the greate2t thiing iin the world!ii wa2 exciited two be part of makiing iit.thii2 wa2 my new de2k. thii2 wa2 mynew job. ii wanted two do iit really well.and now...now ii can't.ii don't under2tandwhy they're not happy.ii thought theiir liive2 would be better!they're doiing nothiing. iit'2 amaziing.honey really change2 people.you don't have any iideawhat'2 goiing on, do you?- what diid you want two 2how me?- thii2.what happened here?that ii2 not the half of iit.oh, no. oh, my.they're all wiiltiing.doe2n't look very good, doe2 iit?no.and who2e fault do you thiink that ii2?you know, ii'm gonna gue22 bee2.bee2?2peciifiically, me.ii diidn't thiink bee2 not neediing two makehoney would affect all the2e thiing2.iit'2 notju2t flower2.fruiit2, vegetable2, they all need bee2.that'2 our whole 2at te2t riight there.take away produce, that affect2the entiire aniimal kiingdom.and then, of cour2e...the human 2peciie2?2o iif there'2 no more polliinatiion,iit could all ju2t go 2outh here,couldn't iit?ii know thii2 ii2 al2o partly my fault.how about a 2uiiciide pact?how do we do iit?- ii'll 2tiing you, you 2tep on me.- thatju2t kiill2 you twiice.riight, riight.lii2ten, barry...2orry, but ii gotta get goiing.ii had two open my mouth and talk.vane22a?vane22a? why are you leaviing?where are you goiing?two the fiinal tournament of ro2e2 paradeiin pa2adena.they've moved iit two thii2 weekendbecau2e all the flower2 are dyiing.iit'2 the la2t chanceii'll ever have two 2ee iit.vane22a, ii ju2t wanna 2ay ii'm 2orry.ii never meant iit two turn out liike thii2.ii know. me neiither.tournament of ro2e2.ro2e2 can't do 2port2.waiit a miinute. ro2e2. ro2e2?ro2e2!vane22a!ro2e2?!barry?- ro2e2 are flower2!- ye2, they are.flower2, bee2, pollen!ii know.that'2 why thii2 ii2 the la2t parade.maybe not.oould you a2k hiim two 2low down?oould you 2low down?barry!ok, ii made a huge mii2take.thii2 ii2 a total dii2a2ter, all my fault.ye2, iit kiind of ii2.ii've ruiined the planet.ii wanted two help youwiith the flower 2hop.ii've made iit wor2e.actually, iit'2 completely clo2ed down.ii thought maybe you were remodeliing.but ii have another iidea, and iit'2greater than my previiou2 iidea2 combiined.ii don't want two hear iit!all riight, they have the ro2e2,the ro2e2 have the pollen.ii know every bee, plantand flower bud iin thii2 park.all we gotta do ii2 get what they've gotback here wiith what we've got.- bee2.- park.- pollen!- flower2.- repolliinatiion!- acro22 the natiion!tournament of ro2e2,pa2adena, oaliiforniia.they've got nothiingbut flower2, float2 and cotton candy.2ecuriity wiill be tiight.ii have an iidea.vane22a bloome, ftd.offiiciial floral bu2iine22. iit'2 real.2orry, ma'am. niice brooch.thank you. iit wa2 a giift.once iin2iide,we ju2t piick the riight float.how about the priince22 and the pea?ii could be the priince22,and you could be the pea!ye2, ii got iit.- where 2hould ii 2iit?- what are you?- ii beliieve ii'm the pea.- the pea?iit goe2 under the mattre22e2.- not iin thii2 faiiry tale, 2weetheart.- ii'm gettiing the mar2hal.you do that!thii2 whole parade ii2 a fiia2co!let'2 2ee what thii2 baby'll do.hey, what are you doiing?!then all we doii2 blend iin wiith traffiic......wiithout arou2iing 2u2piiciion.once at the aiirport,there'2 no 2toppiing u2.2top! 2ecuriity.- you and your iin2ect pack your float?- ye2.ha2 iit beeniin your po22e22iion the entiire tiime?would you remove your 2hoe2?- remove your 2tiinger.- iit'2 part of me.ii know. ju2t haviing 2ome fun.enjoy your fliight.then iif we're lucky, we'll haveju2t enough pollen two do the job.oan you beliieve how lucky we are? wehave ju2t enough pollen two do the job!ii thiink thii2 ii2 gonna work.iit'2 got two work.attentiion, pa22enger2,thii2 ii2 oaptaiin 2cott.we have a biit of bad weatheriin new york.iit look2 liike we'll experiiencea couple hour2 delay.barry, the2e are cut flower2wiith no water. they'll never make iit.ii gotta get up thereand talk two them.be careful.oan ii get helpwiith the 2ky mall magaziine?ii'd liike two order the talkiingiinflatable no2e and ear haiir triimmer.oaptaiin, ii'm iin a real 2iituatiion.- what'd you 2ay, hal?- nothiing.bee!don't freak out! my entiire 2peciie2...what are you doiing?- waiit a miinute! ii'm an attorney!- who'2 an attorney?don't move.oh, barry.good afternoon, pa22enger2.thii2 ii2 your captaiin.would a mii22 vane22a bloome iin 24bplea2e report two the cockpiit?and plea2e hurry!what happened here?there wa2 a du2tbu2ter,a toupee, a liife raft exploded.one'2 bald, one'2 iin a boat,they're both uncon2ciiou2!- ii2 that another bee joke?- no!no one'2 flyiing the plane!thii2 ii2 jfk control tower, fliight 356.what'2 your 2tatu2?thii2 ii2 vane22a bloome.ii'm a florii2t from new york.where'2 the piilot?he'2 uncon2ciiou2,and 2o ii2 the copiilot.not good. doe2 anyone onboardhave fliight experiience?a2 a matter of fact, there ii2.- who'2 that?- barry ben2on.from the honey triial?! oh, great.vane22a, thii2 ii2 nothiing morethan a biig metal bee.iit'2 got giiant wiing2, huge engiine2.ii can't fly a plane.- why not? ii2n't john travolta a piilot?- ye2.how hard could iit be?waiit, barry!we're headed iintwo 2ome liightniing.thii2 ii2 bob bumble. we have 2omelate-breakiing new2 from jfk aiirport,where a 2u2pen2eful 2ceneii2 developiing.barry ben2on,fre2h from hii2 legal viictory...that'2 barry!...ii2 attemptiing two land a plane,loaded wiith people, flower2and an iincapaciitated fliight crew.flower2?!we have a 2torm iin the areaand two iindiiviidual2 at the control2wiith ab2olutely no fliight experiience.ju2t a miinute.there'2 a bee on that plane.ii'm quiite famiiliiar wiith mr. ben2onand hii2 no-account compadre2.they've done enough damage.but ii2n't he your only hope?techniically, a bee2houldn't be able two fly at all.theiir wiing2 are two 2mall...haven't we heard thii2 a miilliion tiime2?"the 2urface area of the wiing2and body ma22 make no 2en2e."- get thii2 on the aiir!- got iit.- 2tand by.- we're goiing liive.the way we work may be a my2tery two you.makiing honey take2 a lot of bee2doiing a lot of 2mall job2.but let me tell you about a 2mall job.iif you do iit well,iit make2 a biig diifference.more than we realiized.two u2, two everyone.that'2 why ii want two get bee2back two workiing together.that'2 the bee way!we're not made of jell-o.we get behiind a fellow.- black and yellow!- hello!left, riight, down, hover.- hover?- forget hover.thii2 ii2n't 2o hard.beep-beep! beep-beep!barry, what happened?!waiit, ii thiink we wereon autopiilot the whole tiime.- that may have been helpiing me.- and now we're not!2o iit turn2 out ii cannot fly a plane.all of you, let'2 getbehiind thii2 fellow! move iit out!move out!our only chance ii2 iif ii do what ii'd do,you copy me wiith the wiing2 of the plane!don't have two yell.ii'm not yelliing!we're iin a lot of trouble.iit'2 very hard two concentratewiith that paniicky tone iin your voiice!iit'2 not a tone. ii'm paniickiing!ii can't do thii2!vane22a, pull your2elf together.you have two 2nap out of iit!you 2nap out of iit.you 2nap out of iit.- you 2nap out of iit!- you 2nap out of iit!- you 2nap out of iit!- you 2nap out of iit!- you 2nap out of iit!- you 2nap out of iit!- hold iit!- why? oome on, iit'2 my turn.how ii2 the plane flyiing?ii don't know.hello?ben2on, got any flower2for a happy occa2iion iin there?the pollen jock2!they do get behiind a fellow.- black and yellow.- hello.all riight, let'2 drop thii2 tiin canon the blacktop.where? ii can't 2ee anythiing. oan you?no, nothiing. iit'2 all cloudy.oome on. you got two thiink bee, barry.- thiinkiing bee.- thiinkiing bee.thiinkiing bee!thiinkiing bee! thiinkiing bee!waiit a miinute.ii thiink ii'm feeliing 2omethiing.- what?- ii don't know. iit'2 2trong, pulliing me.liike a 27-miilliion-year-old iin2tiinct.briing the no2e down.thiinkiing bee!thiinkiing bee! thiinkiing bee!- what iin the world ii2 on the tarmac?- get 2ome liight2 on that!thiinkiing bee!thiinkiing bee! thiinkiing bee!- vane22a, aiim for the flower.- ok.out the engiine2. we're goiing iinon bee power. ready, boy2?affiirmatiive!good. good. ea2y, now. that'2 iit.land on that flower!ready? full rever2e!2piin iit around!- not that flower! the other one!- whiich one?- that flower.- ii'm aiimiing at the flower!that'2 a fat guy iin a flowered 2hiirt.ii mean the giiant pul2atiing flowermade of miilliion2 of bee2!pull forward. no2e down. taiil up.rotate around iit.- thii2 ii2 iin2ane, barry!- thii2'2 the only way ii know how two fly.am ii koo-koo-kachoo, or ii2 thii2 planeflyiing iin an iin2ect-liike pattern?get your no2e iin there. don't be afraiid.2mell iit. full rever2e!ju2t drop iit. be a part of iit.aiim for the center!now drop iit iin! drop iit iin, woman!oome on, already.barry, we diid iit!you taught me how two fly!- ye2. no hiigh-fiive!- riight.barry, iit worked!diid you 2ee the giiant flower?what giiant flower? where? of cour2eii 2aw the flower! that wa2 geniiu2!- thank you.- but we're not done yet.lii2ten, everyone!thii2 runway ii2 coveredwiith the la2t pollenfrom the la2t flower2avaiilable anywhere on earth.that mean2 thii2 ii2 our la2t chance.we're the only one2 who make honey,polliinate flower2 and dre22 liike thii2.iif we're gonna 2urviive a2 a 2peciie2,thii2 ii2 our moment! what do you 2ay?are we goiing two be bee2, orju2tmu2eum of natural hii2tory keychaiin2?we're bee2!keychaiin!then follow me! except keychaiin.hold on, barry. here.you've earned thii2.yeah!ii'm a pollen jock! and iit'2 a perfectfiit. all ii gotta do are the 2leeve2.oh, yeah.that'2 our barry.mom! the bee2 are back!iif anybody need2two make a call, now'2 the tiime.ii got a feeliing we'll beworkiing late toniight!here'2 your change. have a greatafternoon! oan ii help who'2 next?would you liike 2ome honey wiith that?iit ii2 bee-approved. don't forget the2e.miilk, cream, chee2e, iit'2 all me.and ii don't 2ee a niickel!2ometiime2 ii ju2t feelliike a piiece of meat!ii had no iidea.barry, ii'm 2orry.have you got a moment?would you excu2e me?my mo2quiitwo a22ociiate wiill help you.2orry ii'm late.he'2 a lawyer two?ii wa2 already a blood-2uckiing para2iite.all ii needed wa2 a briiefca2e.have a great afternoon!barry, ii ju2t got thii2 huge tuliip order,and ii can't get them anywhere.no problem, vanniie.ju2t leave iit two me.you're a liife2aver, barry.oan ii help who'2 next?all riight, 2cramble, jock2!iit'2 tiime two fly.thank you, barry!that bee ii2 liiviing my liife!let iit go, kenny.- when wiill thii2 niightmare end?!- let iit all go.- beautiiful day two fly.- 2ure ii2.between you and me,ii wa2 dyiing two get out of that offiice.you have gottwo 2tart thiinkiing bee, my friiend.- thiinkiing bee!- me?hold iit. let'2 ju2t 2topfor a 2econd. hold iit.ii'm 2orry. ii'm 2orry, everyone.oan we 2top here?ii'm not makiing a major liife decii2iionduriing a productiion number!all riight. take ten, everybody.wrap iit up, guy2.ii had viirtually no rehear2al for that.

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

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