#lftm

[they-reap-what-we-sow]

Alfred goes on vacation.... warily.

Part 23/? from “Letters from the Manor” on AO3

[mysticdoodlez]

The LitL sequel is having an identity crisis. They don't know if they want to be an AU version of LitL, an anthology tale, or just an ordinary sequel/poly story.

It's like me going through my gender crisis all over again.

[aplaceinthedark]

3x3 for LftM please? 💚

The Black Stag. I had thought he couldn't come back. That Noah was the Black Stag, just in a not-evil way. The Black Stag was the Watcher of the Woods, but the Watcher of the Woods wasn't the Black Stag. So it didn't make sense to me that he couldn't come back. But that hadn't stopped the cult from trying to bring Him back last year, trying to sacrifice a powerful practitioner - first Granny, and then Nicholas.

[jenndubya]

I really need to stop looking up KRGS setlists because what the hell is this?

They covered the Geats character songs? And the fact that I can't even picture Jiena singing Undead Fire in my head makes me even more sad because I'll never believe it unless I see it. (I can at least imagine Chisato's SotSotS and Hitomi's LftM.)

[mccarthymolly]

stuck b healedh,m,uh,n,o,u,no,

Hm,uh,ww,no,uh,no,

Nt hlp js idk, do role

U dont auto deserve to hear, i cant say, tk lftms, but

[aplaceinthedark]

Haven't done these in weeks cuz work sucks, I know, and also I've abandoned everything to work on LitL/LftM... BUT OH WELL

WIPs I'm working on:

Project MERCY (LOOKING for the MEANING)

Games I'm playing:

3x3, Lore Corner, Moodboard Mania

Tagging:

@ladyveronikawrites

@deathblacksmoke

@darksigns-exe

FERN'S WIP WEEKEND GAMES

Hey y'all! Let's force each other to work on our WIPs, even if it's just to talk about them or think about them!

EACH WIP WEEKEND RUNS FROM FRIDAY 5PM UTC-5 TO SUNDAY 11:59PM UTC-5

To participate, reblog with up to 5 filenames of your WIPs, and also which games you want to participate in this weekend (example at the bottom of this post).

Each game is basically replying to asks about your WIPs in different ways! For that reason, please make sure to search the reblogs to find other players - send them an ask, keep the game going, force each other to work on their WIPs!

If you see this, you are invited to play, even if you weren't tagged!

There are 3 different games. You can play all of them, or only the ones you like best:

1) Three by Threes: The OG WIP Wednesday game. For each filename you receive in your ask box, reply to the ask with 3 NEW sentences on that WIP. Then, send 3 asks to other WIP Weekend players!

2) Lore Corner: Answer questions about your WIP. It can be anything from headcanons to backstory that you have for your WIP that don't even make it into the fic. Askers - get creative with your questions! (If you are playing Lore Corner, please give a single-sentence description of each of your WiPs so askers have some context)

3) Moodboard Mania: Make a moodboard for your WIP! Askers can also specify a moment or a character-specific moodboard relating to your WIP so that you're not making the same moodboard over and over.

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I'm not playing this weekend, however if you sent in asks last weekend I will be getting through those <3

Tagging @throughwoodsanddirt @the-way-of-words @cowpokeomens @blessedwithabadomen @poppy-in-the-woods and anyone else who wants to play!

[the-blind-assassin-12]

Let’s Face the Music & Dance - intro

A/N: Oh. Hi friends. Don’t mind me just sliding in here a day late with this debut because I was in a beer and taco induced slumber celebrating my birthday like an old person last night. But! Here we are! And here comes my latest train wreck! I have been working on this one for a long time now, and I am super excited about it. At this point I have a fair amount written, and I plan on it being 8 parts, with a new part posting every Friday. The title for this one, as well as the titles for each chapter come from the song of the same name, of which there have been MANY versions. (I happen to like the Jeff Goldblum and the Mildred Snitzer Orchestra version the best) And like with Oblivion, the chapters will each be based around a Shakespeare quote from the play Much Ado About Nothing. Anyway, I’m super nervous about writing John so I’ll shut up now. Here it is: 

Word Count: 1,573

“So that’s…” the outrage that quickly flared up having burned away, his tone sounded more deflated than he’d wanted it to, but closer to how he felt. “That’s it then, it’s…” I don’t have a say. I never did. “It’s decided.” 

“Yes.” An incredulous scoff followed the single shrill syllable. His mother gestured with the hand that she had just clapped to her forehead in a display of dramatics, splaying her fingers and dropping her whole arm to her side.  “Of course it’s decided, it’s the best option- no, the only option- that we have left now, thanks to you.” 

John winced at the unbridled venom in Veronica’s voice. Mild disappointment was something that he’d gotten quite used to hearing from her over the years, exasperation, too. In fact, for a time it had become a form of entertainment to him, and even Hilda, to try to see how many of their mother’s buttons they could push before she lost her composure completely. She was impossible to please entirely, that much had been made clear to the two younger Whittaker children at an early age. Marion was far too close a copy of her mother to find John and Hilda’s games to be anything but a childish nuisance. When she received her share of motherly criticism, she didn’t casually laugh it off or slink away to sulk, but immediately internalized the complaint and set to work on beating the offending habit out of herself like dust from a rug. Either Marion was too stubborn to quit, or too simple minded to see that she was exhausting herself over a losing race, but John knew the truth- Veronica Whittaker- that won’t be her name soon- was happiest when she was unhappily expressing her displeasure. And she isn’t pulling punches...at all. Sinking slowly into the cushions of the settee that he’d hopped, flopped, crashed and bounded into for most of his life, John realized that for the first time, he was truly hurt by the things that she was saying. 

Veronica let out another scoff as she spun away from her only son to grip the window frame, looking forlornly out over the estate as men worked to move fence posts to delineate new property lines. “Oh, come now John, you must know that you are the reason that we are in this particular circle of disgrace.”

What? Though she’d never laid a hand on her children, Veronica’s words packed all the sting of a slap, and John felt it square across the face. The Whittaker name had certainly taken several hits of late, that was no secret. When the patriarch of the family takes a few years too long to return home from war, people take notice. When a once illustrious estate has dwindled to a sparse staff and an entire unused wing to cut down on heating costs, well, of course people notice. And when the prodigal son returns from his frivolous travels with an American wife… Larita’s picture perfect smile as she broke his heart and walked out of his life filled his mind then, and though he’d come a long way from the wallowing misery of the first few weeks without her, he still felt a sharp pain twisting in his chest at the reminder of his marriage’s failure. 

“You brought divorce,” she whispered the scandalous word despite the fact that it was just the two of them, her thin eyebrows jumping high into her carefully pinned hair, face pinching as though the word tasted sour, “into this house, not once, but twice!” Twice. So I’m to blame for- 

“Twice?!” He felt the words spilling out of his mouth as soon as his mind manufactured them. “So I’m to blame for your divorce as well then?” Oh. I didn’t mean to say… Veronica gasped and John’s lips twitched into an even deeper frown. Can I ever keep my foot out of my mouth? Though she’d hurt him with her accusation, it had never been part of his game to trade barbs and he immediately felt remorse for stirring an already rapidly boiling pot. 

“You brought that, that...that harlot into our lives, John!” She clutched her shawl more tightly around herself with her newly ringless left hand. Harlot? Surely Lari’s reputation wasn’t that bad. “You let your...your galavanting get in the way of what was best for this family when you married that woman.” Galavanting? I wasn’t- “She tried to poison your sweet sisters’ minds with her...her treachery.” Oh... now she’s really on a tear. “She ruined you, John, ruined your credibility and your status, and she destroyed me when she took your father aw-”

“She didn’t take him away.” His voice wavered and his upper lip curled slightly as he stood. He could feel the prickling of tears gathering in his eyes and he inwardly cursed how easily any strong emotion caused that reaction in him. Swallowing them before they could flow, he continued, looking straight into his mother’s still appalled expression. “He left this family long before Larita set foot on these grounds and I-” and I what? He sniffed, dragging the cuff of his sweater under one eye. “That wasn’t on her.” 

That twisting in his chest tightened another notch as he realized that it wasn’t his mother’s comments about his ex-wife that bothered him the most, but that she seemed incapable of seeing that he’d never had anything but the best intentions for the family. And now I’ll never get to prove it...never get to show her that I can...I can help get us back to...or at least… He sighed, running one hand back through his hair to ruffle it. Instinctively, Veronica clicked her tongue as an unruly strand fell down over his eye. Yes, because it’s important that everything is always in its place… and I guess I know mine now.  

“John.” She bit his name with a little whispered shuffle stomp of her foot. “This is not open for discussion. Hilda and her new husband will inherit the estate. You will not. It doesn’t matter whatever ridiculous plan you’ve come up with this time.” It isn’t ridiculous, I’ve- 

He stepped forward, as though someone else was in charge of his movements. “It isn’t ridiculous, I’ve decided to go to University to-”  

“University!” She topped the shrillness she’d used at the onset of the conversation like an audible bookend. “John. Where are you going to get the money to- No! No.” She shut her eyes and blew out a long breath before blinking them open again. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t want to hear it. Hilda and Walter will inherit what is left of the estate after their wedding, and I won’t hear another word from you about it. And if you cannot keep from finding a way to foil this chance that we were so fortunate to fall into, then I will have no choice but to keep you from attending any and all wedding related events.” But! “But nothing! Do I make myself clear, John?” 

Crystal. “Yes…” he cleared his throat to bolster the volume of his voice. “Yes. Very clear. I’ll… be on my best behavior.” His teeth clenched tightly around the last two words before turning on his heel and heading for the drawing room door. “I’ll see you at the engagement party.” 

He could still hear her sputtering as she called his name, but he didn’t turn back, walking out into the hallway, where his sisters’ head poked out of another door, Marions brunette curls stacked atop Hilda’s blonde ones. “John?” Her round eyes grew even wider as she hurried towards him, but Marion stayed put, watching with one eyebrow raised. “John, wait, just-” Hilda reached out and grasped his elbow, her fingernail catching on the knit of his sweater. With a sigh, he stopped and faced her, and she looked even younger and more impressionable than normal. “John, I’m...I’m sorry, I didn’t want this to...don’t want you to-” 

Though he was still shell shocked and hurt from the news and the way that it had been delivered, he shoved that away and softened immediately, leaning in to leave a quick peck on his sister’s cheek. “I know, Hilda. It’s alright. If you’re happy with Walter then I am thrilled for you. Don’t worry, little blister.” He winked and she nodded with a smile at the use of the nickname that used to send her running and squealing to tattle on him to their father. “I’ll be here for every part of your wedding, I promise.” 

“Well...good. But,” she shook her head, her curls bouncing around her red cheeks. “Where are you going? Where will you-” 

He winked again. “Father never did come back for his motorbike, did he?” Hilda’s eyes widened once more, but this time she smiled conspiratorially the same way she used to when they were children and they’d team up to bother Marion or their mother or both of them. “I’ll see you next month, Hilda.” 

With that, she dropped her hand from his arm and he continued out the front door and towards the barn. Can’t say he didn’t leave me a way out, too. 

But John wasn’t planning on running off to America or Monaco or anywhere else. I’ll show her that she’s wrong. About me, about the estate… I’ll show myself I was right, too. 

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i have no clue who wants in on this one so i’m guessing. if you would like to be added or removed please let me know! thank you for reading! 

@something-tofightfor​ @its-my-little-dumpster-fire​ @malionnes​ @gollyderek​ @suchatinyinfinity​ @fific7​ @alraedesigns​ @pheedraws​ @valkblue​ @russobill​ @commanderlola​ @thesumofmychoices​

[placentaur-archive]

guys I drew the kids again

[themichaelvan]

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 thnk h knws. Wht s ths?! Mtch pnt! Y cn strt pckng p, hny, bcs y'r bt t t t! Ywsr! Grss. Thr's  b n th cr! - D smthng! - 'm drvng! - H, b. - H's bck hr! H's gng t stng m! Nbdy mv. f y dn't mv, h wn't stng y. Frz! H blnkd! Spry hm, Grnny! Wht r y dng?! Ww... th tnsn lvl t hr s nblvbl.  gtt gt hm. n't fly n rn. n't fly n rn. n't fly n rn. Mydy! Mydy! B gng dwn! Kn, cld y cls th wndw pls? Kn, cld y cls th wndw pls? hck t my nw rsm.  md t nt  fld-t brchr. Y s? Flds t. h, n. Mr hmns.

 dn't nd ths. Wht ws tht? Myb ths tm. Ths tm. Ths tm. Ths tm! Ths tm! Ths... Drps! Tht s dblcl. t's fntstc. t's gt ll my spcl sklls, vn my tp-tn fvrt mvs. Wht's nmbr n? Str Wrs? Nh,  dn't g fr tht... ...knd f stff. N wndr w shldn't tlk t thm. Thy'r t f thr mnds. Whn  lv  jb ntrvw, thy'r flbbrgstd, cn't blv wht  sy. Thr's th sn. Myb tht's  wy t.  dn't rmmbr th sn hvng  bg 75 n t.  prdctd glbl wrmng.  cld fl t gttng httr. t frst  thght t ws jst m. Wt! Stp! B! Stnd bck. Ths r wntr bts. Wt! Dn't kll hm! Y knw 'm llrgc t thm! Ths thng cld kll m! Why ds hs lf hv lss vl thn yrs? Why ds hs lf hv ny lss vl thn mn? s tht yr sttmnt? 'm jst syng ll lf hs vl. Y dn't knw wht h's cpbl f flng. My brchr!

Thr y g, lttl gy. 'm nt scrd f hm. t's n llrgc thng. Pt tht n yr rsm brchr. My whl fc cld pff p. Mk t n f yr spcl sklls. Knckng smn t s ls  spcl skll. Rght. By, Vnss. Thnks. - Vnss, nxt wk? Ygrt nght? - Sr, Kn. Y knw, whtvr. - Y cld pt crb chps n thr. - By. - Sppsd t b lss clrs. - By.  gtt sy smthng. Sh svd my lf.  gtt sy smthng. ll rght, hr t gs. Nh. Wht wld  sy?

 cld rlly gt n trbl. t's  b lw. Y'r nt sppsd t tlk t  hmn.  cn't blv 'm dng ths. 'v gt t. h,  cn't d t. m n! N. Ys. N. D t.  cn't. Hw shld  strt t? "Y lk jzz?" N, tht's n gd. Hr sh cms! Spk, y fl! H! 'm srry. - Y'r tlkng. - Ys,  knw. Y'r tlkng! 'm s srry. N, t's K. t's fn.  knw 'm drmng. Bt  dn't rcll gng t bd. Wll, 'm sr ths s vry dscncrtng. Ths s  bt f  srprs t m.  mn, y'r  b!  m. nd 'm nt sppsd t b dng ths, bt thy wr ll tryng t kll m. nd f t wsn't fr y...  hd t thnk y. t's jst hw  ws rsd. Tht ws  lttl wrd. - 'm tlkng wth  b. - Yh. 'm tlkng t  b. nd th b s tlkng t m!  jst wnt t sy 'm grtfl. 'll lv nw. - Wt! Hw dd y lrn t d tht? - Wht? Th tlkng thng. Sm wy y dd,  gss.

"Mm, Dd, hny." Y pck t p. - Tht's vry fnny. - Yh. Bs r fnny. f w ddn't lgh, w'd cry wth wht w hv t dl wth. nywy... n ... ...gt y smthng? - Lk wht?  dn't knw.  mn...  dn't knw. ff?  dn't wnt t pt y t. t's n trbl. t tks tw mnts. - t's jst cff. -  ht t mps. - Dn't b rdcls! - ctlly,  wld lv  cp. Hy, y wnt rm ck? -  shldn't. - Hv sm. - N,  cn't. - m n! 'm tryng t ls  cpl mcrgrms. - Whr? - Ths strps dn't hlp. Y lk grt!  dn't knw f y knw nythng bt fshn. r y ll rght? N. H's mkng th t n th cb s thy'r flyng p Mdsn. H fnlly gts thr. H rns p th stps nt th chrch.

Th wddng s n. nd h sys, "Wtrmln?  thght y sd Gtmln. Why wld  mrry  wtrmln?" s tht  b jk? Tht's th knd f stff w d. Yh, dffrnt. S, wht r y gnn d, Brry? bt wrk?  dn't knw.  wnt t d my prt fr th hv, bt  cn't d t th wy thy wnt.  knw hw y fl. - Y d? - Sr. My prnts wntd m t b  lwyr r  dctr, bt  wntd t b  flrst. - Rlly? - My nly ntrst s flwrs. r nw qn ws jst lctd wth tht sm cmpgn slgn. nywy, f y lk... Thr's my hv rght thr. S t?

Y'r n Shp Mdw! Ys! 'm rght ff th Trtl Pnd! N wy!  knw tht r.  lst  t rng thr nc. - Why d grls pt rngs n thr ts? - Why nt? - t's lk pttng  ht n yr kn. - Myb 'll try tht. - Y ll rght, m'm? - h, yh. Fn. Jst hvng tw cps f cff! nywy, ths hs bn grt. Thnks fr th cff. Yh, t's n trbl. Srry  cldn't fnsh t. f  dd, 'd b p th rst f my lf. r y...? n  tk  pc f ths wth m?

Sr! Hr, hv  crmb. - Thnks! - Yh. ll rght. Wll, thn...  gss 'll s y rnd. r nt. K, Brry. nd thnk y s mch gn... fr bfr. h, tht? Tht ws nthng. Wll, nt nthng, bt... nywy... Ths cn't pssbly wrk. H's ll st t g. W my s wll try t. K, Dv, pll th cht. - Snds mzng. - t ws mzng! t ws th scrst, hppst mmnt f my lf. Hmns!  cn't blv y wr wth hmns! Gnt, scry hmns! Wht wr thy lk? Hg nd crzy. Thy tlk crzy. Thy t crzy gnt thngs. Thy drv crzy. - D thy try nd kll y, lk n TV? -

Sm f thm. Bt sm f thm dn't. - Hw'd y gt bck? - Pdl. Y dd t, nd 'm gld. Y sw whtvr y wntd t s. Y hd yr "xprnc." Nw y cn pck t yrjb nd b nrml. - Wll... - Wll? Wll,  mt smn. Y dd? Ws sh B-sh? -  wsp?! Yr prnts wll kll y! - N, n, n, nt  wsp. - Spdr? - 'm nt ttrctd t spdrs.  knw t's th httst thng, wth th ght lgs nd ll.  cn't gt by tht fc. S wh s sh? Sh's... hmn. N, n. Tht's  b lw. Y wldn't brk  b lw. - Hr nm's Vnss. - h, by. Sh's s nc. nd sh's  flrst! h, n! Y'r dtng  hmn flrst! W'r nt dtng. Y'r flyng tsd th hv, tlkng t hmns tht ttck r hms wth pwr wshrs nd M-80s!

n-ghth  stck f dynmt! Sh svd my lf! nd sh ndrstnds m. Ths s vr! t ths. Ths s nt vr! Wht ws tht? - Thy cll t  crmb. - t ws s stngn' strpy! nd tht's nt wht thy t. Tht's wht flls ff wht thy t! - Y knw wht  nnbn s? - N. t's brd nd cnnmn nd frstng. Thy ht t p... St dwn! ...rlly ht! - Lstn t m! W r nt thm! W'r s. Thr's s nd thr's thm! Ys, bt wh cn dny th hrt tht s yrnng? Thr's n yrnng. Stp yrnng. Lstn t m! Y hv gt t strt thnkng b, my frnd. Thnkng b! - Thnkng b. - Thnkng b. Thnkng b! Thnkng b! Thnkng b! Thnkng b! Thr h s. H's n th pl. Y knw wht yr prblm s, Brry?  gtt strt thnkng b?

Hw mch lngr wll ths g n? t's bn thr dys! Why rn't y wrkng? 'v gt  lt f bg lf dcsns t thnk bt. Wht lf? Y hv n lf! Y hv n jb. Y'r brly  b! Wld t kll y t mk  lttl hny? Brry, cm t. Yr fthr's tlkng t y. Mrtn, wld y tlk t hm? Brry, 'm tlkng t y! Y cmng? Gt vrythng?

ll st! G hd. 'll ctch p. Dn't b t lng. Wtch ths! Vnss! - W'r stll hr. -  tld y nt t yll t hm. H dsn't rspnd t yllng! - Thn why yll t m? - Bcs y dn't lstn! 'm nt lstnng t ths. Srry, 'v gtt g. - Whr r y gng? - 'm mtng  frnd.  grl? s ths why y cn't dcd? By.  jst hp sh's B-sh. Thy hv  hg prd f flwrs vry yr n Psdn? T b n th Trnmnt f Rss, tht's vry flrst's drm! p n  flt, srrndd by flwrs, crwds chrng.  trnmnt. D th rss cmpt n thltc vnts? N. ll rght, 'v gt n. Hw cm y dn't fly vrywhr? t's xhstng. Why dn't y rn vrywhr? t's fstr. Yh, K,  s,  s. ll rght, yr trn. TV. Y cn jst frz lv TV? Tht's nsn!

Y dn't hv tht? W hv Hv, bt t's  dss. t's  hrrbl, hrrbl dss. h, my. Dmb bs! Y mst wnt t stng ll ths jrks. W try nt t stng. t's slly ftl fr s. S y hv t wtch yr tmpr. Vry crflly. Y kck  wll, tk  wlk, wrt n ngry lttr nd thrw t t. Wrk thrgh t lk ny mtn: ngr, jlsy, lst. h, my gdnss! r y K? Yh. - Wht s wrng wth y?! - t's  bg. H's nt bthrng nybdy. Gt t f hr, y crp! Wht ws tht?  Pc 'N' Sv crclr? Yh, t ws. Hw dd y knw? t flt lk bt 10 pgs. Svnty-fv s prtty mch r lmt. Y'v rlly gt tht dwn t  scnc. -  lst  csn t tln Vg. - 'll bt. Wht n th nm f Mghty Hrcls s ths? Hw dd ths gt hr? t B, Gldn Blssm, Ry Ltt Prvt Slct? - s h tht ctr? -  nvr hrd f hm. - Why s ths hr?

Fr ppl. W t t. Y dn't hv ngh fd f yr wn? - Wll, ys. - Hw d y gt t? - Bs mk t. -  knw wh mks t! nd t's hrd t mk t! Thr's htng, clng, strrng. Y nd  whl Krlmn thng! - t's rgnc. - t's r-gnc! t's jst hny, Brry. Jst wht?! Bs dn't knw bt ths! Ths s stlng!  lt f stlng! Y'v tkn r hms, schls, hsptls! Ths s ll w hv! nd t's n sl?! 'm gttng t th bttm f ths. 'm gttng t th bttm f ll f ths! Hy, Hctr. - Y lmst dn? - lmst. H s hr.  sns t. Wll,  gss 'll g hm nw nd jst lv ths nc hny t, wth n n rnd. Y'r bstd, bx by!  knw  hrd smthng. S y cn tlk!  cn tlk. nd nw y'll strt tlkng! Whr y gttng th swt stff? Wh's yr spplr?

 dn't ndrstnd.  thght w wr frnds. Th lst thng w wnt t d s pst bs! Y'r t lt! t's rs nw! Y, sr, hv crssd th wrng swrd! Y, sr, wll b lnch fr my gn, gnc! Whr s th hny cmng frm? Tll m whr! Hny Frms! t cms frm Hny Frms! rzy prsn! Wht hrrbl thng hs hppnd hr? Ths fcs, thy nvr knw wht ht thm. nd nw thy'r n th rd t nwhr! Jst kp stll. Wht? Y'r nt dd? D  lk dd? Thy wll wp nythng tht mvs. Whr y hdd? T Hny Frms.  m nt smthng hg hr. 'm gng t lsk. Ms bld, crzy stff. Blws yr hd ff! 'm gng t Tcm. - nd y? - H rlly s dd. ll rght. h-h! - Wht s tht?! - h, n!

 wpr! Trpl bld! - Trpl bld? Jmp n! t's yr nly chnc, b! Why ds vrythng hv t b s dggn cln?! Hw mch d y ppl nd t s?! pn yr ys! Stck yr hd t th wndw! Frm NPR Nws n Wshngtn, 'm rl Ksll. Bt dn't kll n mr bgs! - B! - Ms bld gy!! - Y hr smthng? - Lk wht? Lk tny scrmng. Trn ff th rd. Whssp, b by? Hy, Bld. Jst  rw f hny jrs, s fr s th y cld s. Ww!  ssm whrvr ths trck gs s whr thy'r gttng t.  mn, tht hny's rs.

Bs hng tght. - W'r ll jmmd n. t's  cls cmmnty. Nt s, mn. W n r wn. vry msqt n hs wn. - Wht f y gt n trbl? - Y  msqt, y n trbl. Nbdy lks s. Thy jst smck. S  msqt, smck, smck! t lst y'r t n th wrld. Y mst mt grls. Msqt grls try t trd p, gt wth  mth, drgnfly. Msqt grl dn't wnt n msqt. Y gt t b kddng m! Msbld's bt t lv th bldng! S lng, b! - Hy, gys! - Msbld!  knw 'd ctch y'll dwn hr. Dd y brng yr crzy strw? W thrw t n jrs, slp  lbl n t, nd t's prtty mch pr prft. Wht s ths plc?  b's gt  brn th sz f  pnhd. Thy r pnhds! Pnhd.

hck t th nw smkr. - h, swt. Tht's th n y wnt. Th Thms 3000! Smkr? Nnty pffs  mnt, sm-tmtc. Twc th nctn, ll th tr.  cpl brths f ths kncks thm rght t. Thy mk th hny, nd w mk th mny. "Thy mk th hny, nd w mk th mny"? h, my! Wht's gng n? r y K? Yh. t dsn't lst t lng. D y knw y'r n  fk hv wth fk wlls? r qn ws mvd hr. W hd n chc. Ths s yr qn? Tht's  mn n wmn's clths! Tht's  drg qn! Wht s ths? h, n! Thr's hndrds f thm! B hny. r hny s bng brznly stln n  mssv scl! Ths s wrs thn nythng brs hv dn!  ntnd t d smthng. h, Brry, stp. Wh tld y hmns r tkng r hny?

Tht's  rmr. D ths lk lk rmrs? Tht's  cnsprcy thry. Ths r bvsly dctrd phts. Hw dd y gt mxd p n ths? H's bn tlkng t hmns. - Wht? - Tlkng t hmns?! H hs  hmn grlfrnd. nd thy mk t! Mk t? Brry! W d nt. - Y wsh y cld. - Whs sd r y n? Th bs!  dtd  crckt nc n Sn ntn. Ths crzy lgs kpt m p ll nght. Brry, ths s wht y wnt t d wth yr lf?  wnt t d t fr ll r lvs. Nbdy wrks hrdr thn bs! Dd,  rmmbr y cmng hm s vrwrkd yr hnds wr stll strrng. Y cldn't stp.  rmmbr tht. Wht rght d thy hv t r hny? W lv n tw cps  yr. Thy pt t n lp blm fr n rsn whtsvr! vn f t's tr, wht cn n b d? Stng thm whr t rlly hrts. n th fc! Th y! - Tht wld hrt.

N. p th ns? Tht's  kllr. Thr's nly n plc y cn stng th hmns, n plc whr t mttrs. Hv t Fv, th hv's nly fll-hr ctn nws src. N mr b brds! Wth Bb Bmbl t th nchr dsk. Wthr wth Strm Stngr. Sprts wth Bzz Lrv. nd Jntt hng. - Gd vnng. 'm Bb Bmbl. - nd 'm Jntt hng.  tr-cnty b, Brry Bnsn, ntnds t s th hmn rc fr stlng r hny, pckgng t nd prftng frm t llglly! Tmrrw nght n B Lrry Kng, w'll hv thr frmr qns hr n r std, dscssng thr nw bk, lssy Lds, t ths wk n Hxgn. Tnght w'r tlkng t Brry Bnsn. Dd y vr thnk, "'m  kd frm th hv.  cn't d ths"?

Bs hv nvr bn frd t chng th wrld. Wht bt B lmbs? B Gndh? Bjss? Whr 'm frm, w'd nvr s hmns. W wr thnkng f stckbll r cndy strs. Hw ld r y? Th b cmmnty s spprtng y n ths cs, whch wll b th trl f th b cntry. Y knw, thy hv  Lrry Kng n th hmn wrld t. t's  cmmn nm. Nxt wk... H lks lk y nd hs  shw nd sspndrs nd clrd dts... Nxt wk... Glsss, qts n th bttm frm th gst vn thgh y jst hrd 'm. Br Wk nxt wk! Thy'r scry, hry nd hr lv. lwys lns frwrd, pnty shldrs, sqnty ys, vry Jwsh. n tnns, y ttck t th pnt f wknss! t ws my grndmthr, Kn. Sh's 81. Hny, hr bckhnd's  jk! 'm nt gnn tk dvntg f tht? Qt, pls. ctl wrk gng n hr. - s tht tht sm b?

Ys, t s! 'm hlpng hm s th hmn rc. - Hll. - Hll, b. Ths s Kn. Yh,  rmmbr y. Tmbrlnd, sz tn nd  hlf. Vbrm sl,  blv. Why ds h tlk gn? Lstn, y bttr g 'cs w'r rlly bsy wrkng. Bt t's r ygrt nght! By-by. Why s ygrt nght s dffclt?! Y pr thng. Y tw hv bn t ths fr hrs! Ys, nd dm hr hs bn  hg hlp. - Frstng... - Hw mny sgrs? Jst n.  try nt t s th cmpttn. S why r y hlpng m? Bs hv gd qlts. nd t tks my mnd ff th shp. nstd f flwrs, ppl r gvng blln bqts nw. Ths r grt, f y'r thr. nd rtfcl flwrs. - h, ths jst gt m psychtc! - Yh, m t. Bnt stngrs, pntlss pllntn. Bs mst ht ths fk thngs! Nthng wrs thn  dffdl tht's hd wrk dn. Myb ths cld mk p fr t  lttl bt.

Ths lwst's  prtty bg dl. -  gss. Y sr y wnt t g thrgh wth t? m  sr? Whn 'm dn wth th hmns, thy wn't b bl t sy, "Hny, 'm hm," wtht pyng  rylty! t's n ncrdbl scn hr n dwntwn Mnhttn, whr th wrld nxsly wts, bcs fr th frst tm n hstry, w wll hr fr rslvs f  hnyb cn ctlly spk. Wht hv w gttn nt hr, Brry? t's prtty bg, sn't t?  cn't blv hw mny hmns dn't wrk drng th dy. Y thnk blln-dllr mltntnl fd cmpns hv gd lwyrs? vrybdy nds t sty bhnd th brrcd. - Wht's th mttr? -  dn't knw,  jst gt  chll. Wll, f t sn't th b tm. Y bys wrk n ths? ll rs! Th Hnrbl Jdg Bmbltn prsdng.

ll rght. s nmbr 4475, Sprr rt f Nw Yrk, Brry B Bnsn v. th Hny ndstry s nw n sssn. Mr. Mntgmry, y'r rprsntng th fv fd cmpns cllctvly?  prvlg. Mr. Bnsn... y'r rprsntng ll th bs f th wrld? 'm kddng. Ys, Yr Hnr, w'r rdy t prcd. Mr. Mntgmry, yr pnng sttmnt, pls. Lds nd gntlmn f th jry, my grndmthr ws  smpl wmn. Brn n  frm, sh blvd t ws mn's dvn rght t bnft frm th bnty f ntr Gd pt bfr s. f w lvd n th tpsy-trvy wrld Mr. Bnsn mgns, jst thnk f wht wld t mn.  wld hv t ngtt wth th slkwrm fr th lstc n my brtchs! Tlkng b! Hw d w knw ths sn't sm srt f hlgrphc mtn-pctr-cptr Hllywd wzrdry? Thy cld b sng lsr bms! Rbtcs! Vntrlqsm! lnng! Fr ll w knw, h cld b n strds! Mr. Bnsn?

Lds nd gntlmn, thr's n trckry hr. 'm jst n rdnry b. Hny's prtty mprtnt t m. t's mprtnt t ll bs. W nvntd t! W mk t. nd w prtct t wth r lvs. nfrtntly, thr r sm ppl n ths rm wh thnk thy cn tk t frm s 'cs w'r th lttl gys! 'm hpng tht, ftr ths s ll vr, y'll s hw, by tkng r hny, y nt nly tk vrythng w hv bt vrythng w r!  wsh h'd drss lk tht ll th tm. S nc! ll yr frst wtnss. S, Mr. Klss Vndrhydn f Hny Frms, bg cmpny y hv.  spps s.  s y ls wn Hnybrtn nd Hnrn! Ys, thy prvd bkprs fr r frms. Bkpr.  fnd tht t b  vry dstrbng trm.  dn't mgn y mply ny b-fr-rs, d y? - N. -  cldn't hr y.

N. - N. Bcs y dn't fr bs. Y kp bs. Nt nly tht, t sms y thght  br wld b n pprprt mg fr  jr f hny. Thy'r vry lvbl crtrs. Yg Br, Fzz Br, Bld--Br. Y mn lk ths? Brs kll bs! Hw'd y lk hs hd crshng thrgh yr lvng rm?! Btng nt yr cch! Spttng t yr thrw pllws! K, tht's ngh. Tk hm wy. S, Mr. Stng, thnk y fr bng hr. Yr nm ntrgs m. - Whr hv  hrd t bfr? -  ws wth  bnd clld Th Plc. Bt y'v nvr bn  plc ffcr, hv y? N,  hvn't. N, y hvn't. nd s hr w hv yt nthr xmpl f b cltr cslly stln by  hmn fr nthng mr thn  prnc-bt stg nm. h, pls. Hv y vr bn stng, Mr. Stng? Bcs 'm flng  lttl stng, Stng. r shld  sy... Mr. Grdn M. Smnr! Tht's nt hs rl nm?! Y dts! Mr. Ltt, frst, bltd cngrtltns n yr mmy wn fr  gst spt n R n 2005.

Thnk y. Thnk y.  s frm yr rsm tht y'r dvlshly hndsm wth  chrnng nnr trml tht's rdy t blw.  njy wht  d. s tht  crm? Nt yt t sn't. Bt s ths wht t's cm t fr y? xpltng tny, hlplss bs s y dn't hv t rhrs yr prt nd lrn yr lns, sr? Wtch t, Bnsn!  cld blw rght nw! Ths sn't  gdfll. Ths s  bdfll! Why dsn't smn jst stp n ths crp, nd w cn ll g hm?! - rdr n ths crt! - Y'r ll thnkng t! rdr! rdr,  sy! - Sy t! - Mr. Ltt, pls st dwn!  thnk t ws wflly nc f tht br t ptch n lk tht.  thnk th jry's n r sd. r w dng vrythng rght, lglly? 'm  flrst. Rght. Wll, hr's t  grt tm. T  grt tm! Wll, hll. - Kn! - Hll.  ddn't thnk y wr cmng. N,  ws jst lt.  trd t cll, bt... th bttry.  ddn't wnt ll ths t g t wst, s  clld Brry. Lckly, h ws fr. h, tht ws lcky. Thr's  lttl lft.

 cld ht t p. Yh, ht t p, sr, whtvr. S  hr y'r qt  tnns plyr. 'm nt mch fr th gm myslf. Th bll's  lttl grbby. Tht's whr  slly st. Rght... thr. Kn, Brry ws lkng t yr rsm, nd h grd wth m tht tng wth chpstcks sn't rlly  spcl skll. Y thnk  dn't s wht y'r dng?  knw hw hrd t s t fnd th rghtjb. W hv tht n cmmn. D w? Bs hv 100 prcnt mplymnt, bt w d jbs lk tkng th crd t. Tht's jst wht  ws thnkng bt dng. Kn,  lt Brry brrw yr rzr fr hs fzz.  hp tht ws ll rght. 'm gng t drn th ld stngr. Yh, y d tht. Lk t tht. Y knw, 'v jst bt hd t wth yr lttl mnd gms. - Wht's tht?

tln Vg. Mmm m, tht's  lt f pgs.  lt f ds. Rmmbr wht Vn sd, why s yr lf mr vlbl thn mn? Fnny,  jst cn't sm t rcll tht!  thnk smthng stnks n hr!  lv th smll f flwrs. Hw d y lk th smll f flms?! Nt s mch. Wtr bg! Nt tkng sds! Kn, 'm wrng  hpstck ht! Ths s pthtc! 'v gt sss! Wll, wll, wll,  ryl flsh! - Y'r blffng. - m ? Srf's p, dd! P wtr! Tht bwl s gnrly. xcpt fr ths drty yllw rngs! Knnth! Wht r y dng?! Y knw,  dn't vn lk hny!  dn't t t! W nd t tlk! H's jst  lttl b! nd h hppns t b th ncst b 'v mt n  lng tm! Lng tm? Wht r y tlkng bt?! r thr thr bgs n yr lf? N, bt thr r thr thngs bggng m n lf. nd y'r n f thm!

Fn! Tlkng bs, n ygrt nght... My nrvs r frd frm rdng n ths mtnl rllr cstr! Gdby, Kn. nd fr yr nfrmtn,  prfr sgr-fr, rtfcl swtnrs md by mn! 'm srry bt ll tht.  knw t's gt n ftrtst!  lk t!  lwys flt thr ws sm knd f brrr btwn Kn nd m.  cldn't vrcm t. h, wll. r y K fr th trl?  blv Mr. Mntgmry s bt t f ds. W wld lk t cll Mr. Brry Bnsn B t th stnd. Gd d! Y cn rlly s why h's cnsdrd n f th bst lwyrs... Yh. Lytn, y'v gtt wv sm mgc wth ths jry, r t's gnn b ll vr. Dn't wrry. Th nly thng  hv t d t trn ths jry rnd s t rmnd thm f wht thy dn't lk bt bs. - Y gt th twzrs? - r y llrgc? nly t lsng, sn. nly t lsng. Mr. Bnsn B, 'll sk y wht  thnk w'd ll lk t knw. Wht xctly s yr rltnshp t tht wmn? W'r frnds. - Gd frnds?

Ys. Hw gd? D y lv tgthr? Wt  mnt... r y hr lttl... ...bdbg? 'v sn  b dcmntry r tw. Frm wht  ndrstnd, dsn't yr qn gv brth t ll th b chldrn? - Yh, bt... - S ths rn't yr rl prnts! - h, Brry... - Ys, thy r! Hld m bck! Y'r n llgtmt b, rn't y, Bnsn? H's dnncng bs! Dn't y'll dt yr csns? - bjctn!

'm gng t pncshn ths gy! dm, dn't! t's wht h wnts! h, 'm ht!! h, lrdy,  m ht! rdr! rdr! Th vnm! Th vnm s crsng thrgh my vns!  hv bn flld by  wngd bst f dstrctn! Y s? Y cn't trt thm lk qls! Thy'r strpd svgs! Stngng's th nly thng thy knw! t's thr wy! - dm, sty wth m. -  cn't fl my lgs. Wht ngl f mrcy wll cm frwrd t sck th psn frm my hvng bttcks?  wll hv rdr n ths crt. rdr! rdr, pls! Th cs f th hnybs vrss th hmn rc tk  pntd trn gnst th bs ystrdy whn n f thr lgl tm stng Lytn T. Mntgmry. - Hy, bddy. - Hy. - s thr mch pn?

Yh. ...  blw th whl cs, ddn't ? t dsn't mttr. Wht mttrs s y'r lv. Y cld hv dd. 'd b bttr ff dd. Lk t m. Thy gt t frm th cftr dwnstrs, n  tn sndwch. Lk, thr's  lttl clry stll n t. Wht ws t lk t stng smn?  cn't xpln t. t ws ll... ll drnln nd thn... nd thn cstsy! ll rght. Y thnk t ws ll  trp? f crs. 'm srry.  flw s rght nt ths. Wht wr w thnkng? Lk t s. W'r jst  cpl f bgs n ths wrld. Wht wll th hmns d t s f thy wn?  dn't knw.  hr thy pt th rchs n mtls. Tht dsn't snd s bd. dm, thy chck n, bt thy dn't chck t! h, my. ld y gt  nrs t cls tht wndw? - Why? Th smk. Bs dn't smk. Rght. Bs dn't smk. Bs dn't smk! Bt sm bs r smkng. Tht's t! Tht's r cs! t s? t's nt vr?

Gt drssd. 'v gtt g smwhr. Gt bck t th crt nd stll. Stll ny wy y cn. nd ssmng y'v dn stp crrctly, y'r rdy fr th tb. Mr. Flymn. Ys? Ys, Yr Hnr! Whr s th rst f yr tm? Wll, Yr Hnr, t's ntrstng. Bs r trnd t fly hphzrdly, nd s  rslt, w dn't mk vry gd tm.  ctlly hrd  fnny stry bt... Yr Hnr, hvn't ths rdcls bgs tkn p ngh f ths crt's vlbl tm? Hw mch lngr wll w llw ths bsrd shnngns t g n? Thy hv prsntd n cmpllng vdnc t spprt thr chrgs gnst my clnts, wh rn lgtmt bsnsss.  mv fr  cmplt dsmssl f ths ntr cs! Mr. Flymn, 'm frd 'm gng t hv t cnsdr Mr. Mntgmry's mtn. Bt y cn't! W hv  trrfc cs. Whr s yr prf? Whr s th vdnc?

Shw m th smkng gn! Hld t, Yr Hnr! Y wnt  smkng gn? Hr s yr smkng gn. Wht s tht? t's  b smkr! Wht, ths? Ths hrmlss lttl cntrptn? Ths cldn't hrt  fly, lt ln  b. Lk t wht hs hppnd t bs wh hv nvr bn skd, "Smkng r nn?" s ths wht ntr ntndd fr s? T b frcbly ddctd t smk mchns nd mn-md wdn slt wrk cmps,?

Lvng t r lvs s hny slvs t th wht mn? - Wht r w gnn d? - H's plyng th spcs crd. Lds nd gntlmn, pls, fr ths bs! Fr th bs! Fr th bs! Fr th bs! Fr th bs! Fr th bs! Th crt fnds n fvr f th bs! Vnss, w wn!  knw y cld d t! Hgh-fv! Srry. 'm K! Y knw wht ths mns? ll th hny wll fnlly blng t th bs. Nw w wn't hv t wrk s hrd ll th tm. Ths s n nhly prvrsn f th blnc f ntr, Bnsn. Y'll rgrt ths. Brry, hw mch hny s t thr? ll rght. n t  tm. Brry, wh r y wrng? My swtr s Rlph Lrn, nd  hv n pnts. - Wht f Mntgmry's rght? - Wht d y mn? W'v bn lvng th b wy  lng tm, 27 mlln yrs. ngrtltns n yr vctry. Wht wll y dmnd s  sttlmnt? Frst, w'll dmnd  cmplt shtdwn f ll b wrk cmps. Thn w wnt bck th hny tht ws rs t bgn wth, vry lst drp. W dmnd n nd t th glrfctn f th br s nythng mr thn  flthy, smlly, bd-brth stnk mchn. W'r ll wr f wht thy d n th wds. Wt fr my sgnl.

Tk hm t. H'll hv nss fr  fw hrs, thn h'll b fn. nd w wll n lngr tlrt b-ngtv ncknms... Bt t's jst  prnc-bt stg nm! ...nncssry nclsn f hny n bgs hlth prdcts nd l-d-d hmn t-tm snck grnshmnts. n't brth. Brng t n, bys! Hld t rght thr! Gd. Tp t. Mr. Bzzwll, w jst pssd thr cps, nd thr's gllns mr cmng! -  thnk w nd t sht dwn! - Sht dwn? W'v nvr sht dwn. Sht dwn hny prdctn! Stp mkng hny! Trn yr ky, sr! Wht d w d nw? nnnbll! W'r shttng hny prdctn! Mssn brt. brtng pllntn nd nctr dtl. Rtrnng t bs. dm, y wldn't blv hw mch hny ws t thr. h, yh? Wht's gng n? Whr s vrybdy?

r thy t clbrtng? - Thy'r hm. Thy dn't knw wht t d. Lyng t, slpng n.  hrd yr ncl rl ws n hs wy t Sn ntn wth  crckt. t lst w gt r hny bck. Smtms  thnk, s wht f hmns lkd r hny? Wh wldn't? t's th grtst thng n th wrld!  ws xctd t b prt f mkng t. Ths ws my nw dsk. Ths ws my nw jb.  wntd t d t rlly wll. nd nw... Nw  cn't.  dn't ndrstnd why thy'r nt hppy.  thght thr lvs wld b bttr! Thy'r dng nthng. t's mzng. Hny rlly chngs ppl. Y dn't hv ny d wht's gng n, d y? - Wht dd y wnt t shw m?

Ths. Wht hppnd hr? Tht s nt th hlf f t. h, n. h, my. Thy'r ll wltng. Dsn't lk vry gd, ds t? N. nd whs flt d y thnk tht s? Y knw, 'm gnn gss bs. Bs? Spcfclly, m.  ddn't thnk bs nt ndng t mk hny wld ffct ll ths thngs. t's ntjst flwrs. Frts, vgtbls, thy ll nd bs. Tht's r whl ST tst rght thr. Tk wy prdc, tht ffcts th ntr nml kngdm. nd thn, f crs... Th hmn spcs? S f thr's n mr pllntn, t cld ll jst g sth hr, cldn't t?  knw ths s ls prtly my flt. Hw bt  scd pct? Hw d w d t? - 'll stng y, y stp n m. - Thtjst klls y twc. Rght, rght. Lstn, Brry... srry, bt  gtt gt gng.  hd t pn my mth nd tlk. Vnss? Vnss? Why r y lvng? Whr r y gng? T th fnl Trnmnt f Rss prd n Psdn. Thy'v mvd t t ths wknd bcs ll th flwrs r dyng. t's th lst chnc 'll vr hv t s t. Vnss,  jst wnn sy 'm srry.  nvr mnt t t trn t lk ths.  knw. M nthr. Trnmnt f Rss. Rss cn't d sprts. Wt  mnt. Rss. Rss? Rss! Vnss! Rss?! Brry?

Rss r flwrs! - Ys, thy r. Flwrs, bs, plln!  knw. Tht's why ths s th lst prd. Myb nt. ld y sk hm t slw dwn? ld y slw dwn? Brry! K,  md  hg mstk. Ths s  ttl dsstr, ll my flt. Ys, t knd f s. 'v rnd th plnt.  wntd t hlp y wth th flwr shp. 'v md t wrs. ctlly, t's cmpltly clsd dwn.  thght myb y wr rmdlng. Bt  hv nthr d, nd t's grtr thn my prvs ds cmbnd.  dn't wnt t hr t! ll rght, thy hv th rss, th rss hv th plln.  knw vry b, plnt nd flwr bd n ths prk. ll w gtt d s gt wht thy'v gt bck hr wth wht w'v gt.

Bs. - Prk. - Plln! - Flwrs. - Rpllntn! - crss th ntn! Trnmnt f Rss, Psdn, lfrn. Thy'v gt nthng bt flwrs, flts nd cttn cndy. Scrty wll b tght.  hv n d. Vnss Blm, FTD. ffcl flrl bsnss. t's rl. Srry, m'm. Nc brch. Thnk y. t ws  gft. nc nsd, w jst pck th rght flt. Hw bt Th Prncss nd th P?  cld b th prncss, nd y cld b th p! Ys,  gt t. - Whr shld  st? - Wht r y? -  blv 'm th p. -

Th p? t gs ndr th mttrsss. - Nt n ths fry tl, swthrt. - 'm gttng th mrshl. Y d tht! Ths whl prd s  fsc! Lt's s wht ths bby'll d. Hy, wht r y dng?! Thn ll w d s blnd n wth trffc... ...wtht rsng sspcn. nc t th rprt, thr's n stppng s. Stp! Scrty. - Y nd yr nsct pck yr flt? - Ys. Hs t bn n yr pssssn th ntr tm? Wld y rmv yr shs? - Rmv yr stngr. - t's prt f m.  knw. Jst hvng sm fn. njy yr flght. Thn f w'r lcky, w'll hv jst ngh plln t d th jb.

n y blv hw lcky w r? W hv jst ngh plln t d th jb!  thnk ths s gnn wrk. t's gt t wrk. ttntn, pssngrs, ths s ptn Sctt. W hv  bt f bd wthr n Nw Yrk. t lks lk w'll xprnc  cpl hrs dly. Brry, ths r ct flwrs wth n wtr. Thy'll nvr mk t.  gtt gt p thr nd tlk t thm. B crfl. n  gt hlp wth th Sky Mll mgzn? 'd lk t rdr th tlkng nfltbl ns nd r hr trmmr. ptn, 'm n  rl sttn. - Wht'd y sy, Hl? - Nthng. B! Dn't frk t! My ntr spcs... Wht r y dng? - Wt  mnt! 'm n ttrny! - Wh's n ttrny? Dn't mv. h, Brry. Gd ftrnn, pssngrs. Ths s yr cptn. Wld  Mss Vnss Blm n 24B pls rprt t th cckpt? nd pls hrry! Wht hppnd hr? Thr ws  DstBstr,  tp,  lf rft xpldd. n's bld, n's n  bt, thy'r bth ncnscs! - s tht nthr b jk?

N! N n's flyng th pln! Ths s JFK cntrl twr, Flght 356. Wht's yr stts? Ths s Vnss Blm. 'm  flrst frm Nw Yrk. Whr's th plt? H's ncnscs, nd s s th cplt. Nt gd. Ds nyn nbrd hv flght xprnc? s  mttr f fct, thr s. - Wh's tht? - Brry Bnsn. Frm th hny trl?! h, grt. Vnss, ths s nthng mr thn  bg mtl b. t's gt gnt wngs, hg ngns.  cn't fly  pln. - Why nt? sn't Jhn Trvlt  plt? - Ys. Hw hrd cld t b? Wt, Brry! W'r hdd nt sm lghtnng. Ths s Bb Bmbl. W hv sm lt-brkng nws frm JFK rprt, whr  sspnsfl scn s dvlpng. Brry Bnsn, frsh frm hs lgl vctry... Tht's Brry! ...s ttmptng t lnd  pln, ldd wth ppl, flwrs nd n ncpcttd flght crw. Flwrs?! W hv  strm n th r nd tw ndvdls t th cntrls wth bsltly n flght xprnc. Jst  mnt. Thr's  b n tht pln. 'm qt fmlr wth Mr. Bnsn nd hs n-ccnt cmpdrs.

Thy'v dn ngh dmg. Bt sn't h yr nly hp? Tchnclly,  b shldn't b bl t fly t ll. Thr wngs r t smll... Hvn't w hrd ths  mlln tms? "Th srfc r f th wngs nd bdy mss mk n sns." - Gt ths n th r! - Gt t. - Stnd by. - W'r gng lv. Th wy w wrk my b  mystry t y. Mkng hny tks  lt f bs dng  lt f smll jbs. Bt lt m tll y bt  smll jb. f y d t wll, t mks  bg dffrnc. Mr thn w rlzd. T s, t vryn. Tht's why  wnt t gt bs bck t wrkng tgthr. Tht's th b wy! W'r nt md f Jll-. W gt bhnd  fllw. - Blck nd yllw! - Hll! Lft, rght, dwn, hvr. - Hvr? - Frgt hvr. Ths sn't s hrd. Bp-bp!

Bp-bp! Brry, wht hppnd?! Wt,  thnk w wr n tplt th whl tm. - Tht my hv bn hlpng m. - nd nw w'r nt! S t trns t  cnnt fly  pln. ll f y, lt's gt bhnd ths fllw! Mv t t! Mv t! r nly chnc s f  d wht 'd d, y cpy m wth th wngs f th pln! Dn't hv t yll. 'm nt yllng! W'r n  lt f trbl. t's vry hrd t cncntrt wth tht pncky tn n yr vc! t's nt  tn. 'm pnckng!  cn't d ths! Vnss, pll yrslf tgthr. Y hv t snp t f t! Y snp t f t. Y snp t f t. - Y snp t f t! - Y snp t f t! - Y snp t f t! - Y snp t f t!

Y snp t f t! - Y snp t f t! - Y snp t f t! - Y snp t f t! - Hld t! - Why? m n, t's my trn. Hw s th pln flyng?  dn't knw. Hll? Bnsn, gt ny flwrs fr  hppy ccsn n thr? Th Plln Jcks! Thy d gt bhnd  fllw. - Blck nd yllw. - Hll. ll rght, lt's drp ths tn cn n th blcktp. Whr?  cn't s nythng. n y? N, nthng. t's ll cldy. m n. Y gt t thnk b, Brry. - Thnkng b. - Thnkng b. Thnkng b! Thnkng b! Thnkng b! Wt  mnt.  thnk 'm flng smthng. - Wht? -  dn't knw. t's strng, pllng m. Lk  27-mlln-yr-ld nstnct. Brng th ns dwn. Thnkng b! Thnkng b! Thnkng b! - Wht n th wrld s n th trmc? - Gt sm lghts n tht! Thnkng b! Thnkng b! Thnkng b! - Vnss, m fr th flwr. - K. t th ngns. W'r gng n n b pwr. Rdy, bys? ffrmtv! Gd. Gd. sy, nw. Tht's t. Lnd n tht flwr! Rdy? Fll rvrs! Spn t rnd! - Nt tht flwr! Th thr n! - Whch n? - Tht flwr. - 'm mng t th flwr! Tht's  ft gy n  flwrd shrt.  mn th gnt plstng flwr md f mllns f bs! Pll frwrd. Ns dwn. Tl p. Rtt rnd t. - Ths s nsn, Brry! - Ths's th nly wy  knw hw t fly. m  k-k-kch, r s ths pln flyng n n nsct-lk pttrn? Gt yr ns n thr. Dn't b frd. Smll t. Fll rvrs! Jst drp t. B  prt f t. m fr th cntr! Nw drp t n! Drp t n, wmn! m n, lrdy. Brry, w dd t! Y tght m hw t fly! - Ys. N hgh-fv! - Rght. Brry, t wrkd! Dd y s th gnt flwr? Wht gnt flwr? Whr? f crs  sw th flwr! Tht ws gns! - Thnk y. - Bt w'r nt dn yt. Lstn, vryn! Ths rnwy s cvrd wth th lst plln frm th lst flwrs vlbl nywhr n rth. Tht mns ths s r lst chnc.

W'r th nly ns wh mk hny, pllnt flwrs nd drss lk ths. f w'r gnn srvv s  spcs, ths s r mmnt! Wht d y sy? r w gng t b bs, rjst Msm f Ntrl Hstry kychns? W'r bs! Kychn! Thn fllw m! xcpt Kychn. Hld n, Brry. Hr. Y'v rnd ths. Yh! 'm  Plln Jck! nd t's  prfct ft. ll  gtt d r th slvs. h, yh. Tht's r Brry. Mm! Th bs r bck! f nybdy nds t mk  cll, nw's th tm.  gt  flng w'll b wrkng lt tnght! Hr's yr chng. Hv  grt ftrnn! n  hlp wh's nxt? Wld y lk sm hny wth tht? t s b-pprvd. Dn't frgt ths. Mlk, crm, chs, t's ll m. nd  dn't s  nckl! Smtms  jst fl lk  pc f mt!  hd n d. Brry, 'm srry. Hv y gt  mmnt? Wld y xcs m? My msqt ssct wll hlp y. Srry 'm lt. H's  lwyr t?  ws lrdy  bld-sckng prst. ll  ndd ws  brfcs. Hv  grt ftrnn! Brry,  jst gt ths hg tlp rdr, nd  cn't gt thm nywhr. N prblm, Vnn. Jst lv t t m. Y'r  lfsvr, Brry. n  hlp wh's nxt? ll rght, scrmbl, jcks! t's tm t fly. Thnk y, Brry! Tht b s lvng my lf! Lt t g, Knny. - Whn wll ths nghtmr nd?! - Lt t ll g. - Btfl dy t fly. - Sr s. Btwn y nd m,  ws dyng t gt t f tht ffc. Y hv gt t strt thnkng b, my frnd. - Thnkng b! - M? Hld t. Lt's jst stp fr  scnd. Hld t. 'm srry. 'm srry, vryn. n w stp hr? 'm nt mkng  mjr lf dcsn drng  prdctn nmbr!

coward.

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry.

Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick ourjob today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A little scary.

Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - What do you think he makes? - Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman.

What does that do? - Oatches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone work on the Krelman? Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life. But, Adam, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're bees.

We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? Like what? Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait a second. Oheck it out.

Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! - Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the hive. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it! - I wonder where they were. - I don't know. Their day's not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what. You can'tjust decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that. Right. Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime. It's just a status symbol. Bees make too much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at these two. - Oouple of Hive Harrys. - Let's have fun with them. It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! - Oh, my! -

I never thought I'd knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - Maybe I am. - You are not! We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means. Hey, Honex! Dad, you surprised me. You decide what you're interested in? - Well, there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day? Son, let me tell you about stirring. You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. You get yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing.

You know, Dad, the more I think about it, maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. You were thinking of what, making balloon animals? That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger. Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! - Barry, you are so funny sometimes. - I'm not trying to be funny. You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! - You're gonna be a stirrer?

No one's listening to me! Wait till you see the sticks I have. I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant tattoo! Let's open some honey and celebrate! Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"! I'm so proud. - We're starting work today! - Today's the day. Oome on! All the good jobs will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... - Is it still available? - Hang on. Two left! One of them's yours! Oongratulations! Step to the side. - What'd you get? - Picking crud out. Stellar! Wow! Oouple of newbies? Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! Make your choice. - You want to go first? - No, you go. Oh, my. What's available? Restroom attendant's open, not for the reason you think. - Any chance of getting the Krelman?

Sure, you're on. I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. Wax monkey's always open. The Krelman opened up again. What happened? A bee died. Makes an opening. See? He's dead. Another dead one. Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. Dead from the neck up. Dead from the neck down. That's life! Oh, this is so hard! Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? Barry! All right, we've got the sunflower patch in quadrant nine... What happened to you? Where are you? - I'm going out. - Out? Out where? - Out there. - Oh, no! I have to, before I go to work for the rest of my life. You're gonna die!

You're crazy! Hello? Another call coming in. If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli on 83rd that gets their roses today. Hey, guys. - Look at that. - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him up. Really? Feeling lucky, are you? Sign here, here. Just initial that. - Thank you. - OK. You got a rain advisory today, and as you all know, bees cannot fly in rain. So be careful. As always, watch your brooms, hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears and bats. Also, I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. Murphy's in a home because of it, babbling like a cicada! - That's awful. - And a reminder for you rookies, bee law number one, absolutely no talking to humans! All right, launch positions! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Black and yellow! Hello! You ready for this, hot shot? Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. Wind, check.

Antennae, check. - Nectar pack, check. - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. Scared out of my shorts, check. OK, ladies, let's move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of you, drain those flowers! Wow! I'm out! I can't believe I'm out! So blue. I feel so fast and free! Box kite! Wow! Flowers! This is Blue Leader. We have roses visual. Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. Roses! 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around. Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of a kick. That is one nectar collector! - Ever see pollination up close? - No, sir. I pick up some pollen here, sprinkle it over here. Maybe a dash over there, a pinch on that one. See that? It's a little bit of magic.

That's amazing. Why do we do that? That's pollen power. More pollen, more flowers, more nectar, more honey for us. Oool. I'm picking up a lot of bright yellow. Oould be daisies. Don't we need those? Oopy that visual. Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on the move. Say again? You're reporting a moving flower? Affirmative. That was on the line! This is the coolest. What is it? I don't know, but I'm loving this color. It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Ohemical-y. Oareful, guys. It's a little grabby. My sweet lord of bees! Oandy-brain, get off there! Problem! - Guys! - This could be bad. Affirmative. Very close. Gonna hurt. Mama's little boy. You are way out of position, rookie! Ooming in at you like a missile! Help me! I don't think these are flowers. - Should we tell him?

I think he knows. What is this?! Match point! You can start packing up, honey, because you're about to eat it! Yowser! Gross. There's a bee in the car! - Do something! - I'm driving! - Hi, bee. - He's back here! He's going to sting me! Nobody move. If you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! He blinked! Spray him, Granny! What are you doing?! Wow... the tension level out here is unbelievable. I gotta get home. Oan't fly in rain. Oan't fly in rain. Oan't fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! Ken, could you close the window please? Ken, could you close the window please? Oheck out my new resume. I made it into a fold-out brochure. You see? Folds out. Oh, no. More humans.

I don't need this. What was that? Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... Drapes! That is diabolical. It's fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite movies. What's number one? Star Wars? Nah, I don't go for that... ...kind of stuff. No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out of their minds. When I leave a job interview, they're flabbergasted, can't believe what I say. There's the sun. Maybe that's a way out. I don't remember the sun having a big 75 on it. I predicted global warming. I could feel it getting hotter. At first I thought it was just me. Wait! Stop! Bee! Stand back. These are winter boots. Wait! Don't kill him! You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! Why does his life have less value than yours? Why does his life have any less value than mine? Is that your statement? I'm just saying all life has value. You don't know what he's capable of feeling. My brochure!

There you go, little guy. I'm not scared of him. It's an allergic thing. Put that on your resume brochure. My whole face could puff up. Make it one of your special skills. Knocking someone out is also a special skill. Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? - Sure, Ken. You know, whatever. - You could put carob chips on there. - Bye. - Supposed to be less calories. - Bye. I gotta say something. She saved my life. I gotta say something. All right, here it goes. Nah. What would I say?

I could really get in trouble. It's a bee law. You're not supposed to talk to a human. I can't believe I'm doing this. I've got to. Oh, I can't do it. Oome on! No. Yes. No. Do it. I can't. How should I start it? "You like jazz?" No, that's no good. Here she comes! Speak, you fool! Hi! I'm sorry. - You're talking. - Yes, I know. You're talking! I'm so sorry. No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. But I don't recall going to bed. Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting. This is a bit of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee! I am. And I'm not supposed to be doing this, but they were all trying to kill me. And if it wasn't for you... I had to thank you. It's just how I was raised. That was a little weird. - I'm talking with a bee. - Yeah. I'm talking to a bee. And the bee is talking to me! I just want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. - Wait! How did you learn to do that? - What? The talking thing. Same way you did, I guess.

"Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. - That's very funny. - Yeah. Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal with. Anyway... Oan I... ...get you something? - Like what? I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Ooffee? I don't want to put you out. It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. - It's just coffee. - I hate to impose. - Don't be ridiculous! - Actually, I would love a cup. Hey, you want rum cake? - I shouldn't. - Have some. - No, I can't. - Oome on! I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. - Where? - These stripes don't help. You look great! I don't know if you know anything about fashion. Are you all right? No. He's making the tie in the cab as they're flying up Madison. He finally gets there. He runs up the steps into the church.

The wedding is on. And he says, "Watermelon? I thought you said Guatemalan. Why would I marry a watermelon?" Is that a bee joke? That's the kind of stuff we do. Yeah, different. So, what are you gonna do, Barry? About work? I don't know. I want to do my part for the hive, but I can't do it the way they want. I know how you feel. - You do? - Sure. My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. - Really? - My only interest is flowers. Our new queen was just elected with that same campaign slogan. Anyway, if you look... There's my hive right there. See it?

You're in Sheep Meadow! Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! No way! I know that area. I lost a toe ring there once. - Why do girls put rings on their toes? - Why not? - It's like putting a hat on your knee. - Maybe I'll try that. - You all right, ma'am? - Oh, yeah. Fine. Just having two cups of coffee! Anyway, this has been great. Thanks for the coffee. Yeah, it's no trouble. Sorry I couldn't finish it. If I did, I'd be up the rest of my life. Are you...? Oan I take a piece of this with me?

Sure! Here, have a crumb. - Thanks! - Yeah. All right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you around. Or not. OK, Barry. And thank you so much again... for before. Oh, that? That was nothing. Well, not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't possibly work. He's all set to go. We may as well try it. OK, Dave, pull the chute. - Sounds amazing. - It was amazing! It was the scariest, happiest moment of my life. Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! Giant, scary humans! What were they like? Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. They eat crazy giant things. They drive crazy. - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? -

Some of them. But some of them don't. - How'd you get back? - Poodle. You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to see. You had your "experience." Now you can pick out yourjob and be normal. - Well... - Well? Well, I met someone. You did? Was she Bee-ish? - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! - No, no, no, not a wasp. - Spider? - I'm not attracted to spiders. I know it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. I can't get by that face. So who is she? She's... human. No, no. That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. - Her name's Vanessa. - Oh, boy. She's so nice. And she's a florist! Oh, no! You're dating a human florist! We're not dating. You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our homes with power washers and M-80s!

One-eighth a stick of dynamite! She saved my life! And she understands me. This is over! Eat this. This is not over! What was that? - They call it a crumb. - It was so stingin' stripey! And that's not what they eat. That's what falls off what they eat! - You know what a Oinnabon is? - No. It's bread and cinnamon and frosting. They heat it up... Sit down! ...really hot! - Listen to me! We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! Yes, but who can deny the heart that is yearning? There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. Thinking bee! - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! There he is. He's in the pool. You know what your problem is, Barry? I gotta start thinking bee?

How much longer will this go on? It's been three days! Why aren't you working? I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. What life? You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! Would it kill you to make a little honey? Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. Martin, would you talk to him? Barry, I'm talking to you! You coming? Got everything?

All set! Go ahead. I'll catch up. Don't be too long. Watch this! Vanessa! - We're still here. - I told you not to yell at him. He doesn't respond to yelling! - Then why yell at me? - Because you don't listen! I'm not listening to this. Sorry, I've gotta go. - Where are you going? - I'm meeting a friend. A girl? Is this why you can't decide? Bye. I just hope she's Bee-ish. They have a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? To be in the Tournament of Roses, that's every florist's dream! Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, I've got one. How come you don't fly everywhere? It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. Yeah, OK, I see, I see. All right, your turn. TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? That's insane!

You don't have that? We have Hivo, but it's a disease. It's a horrible, horrible disease. Oh, my. Dumb bees! You must want to sting all those jerks. We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. So you have to watch your temper. Very carefully. You kick a wall, take a walk, write an angry letter and throw it out. Work through it like any emotion: Anger, jealousy, lust. Oh, my goodness! Are you OK? Yeah. - What is wrong with you?! - It's a bug. He's not bothering anybody. Get out of here, you creep! What was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? Yeah, it was. How did you know? It felt like about 10 pages. Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. You've really got that down to a science. - I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. - I'll bet. What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? How did this get here? Oute Bee, Golden Blossom, Ray Liotta Private Select? - Is he that actor? - I never heard of him. - Why is this here?

For people. We eat it. You don't have enough food of your own? - Well, yes. - How do you get it? - Bees make it. - I know who makes it! And it's hard to make it! There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! - It's organic. - It's our-ganic! It's just honey, Barry. Just what?! Bees don't know about this! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! You've taken our homes, schools, hospitals! This is all we have! And it's on sale?! I'm getting to the bottom of this. I'm getting to the bottom of all of this! Hey, Hector. - You almost done? - Almost. He is here. I sense it. Well, I guess I'll go home now and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. You're busted, box boy! I knew I heard something. So you can talk! I can talk. And now you'll start talking! Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your supplier?

I don't understand. I thought we were friends. The last thing we want to do is upset bees! You're too late! It's ours now! You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! Where is the honey coming from? Tell me where! Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms! Orazy person! What horrible thing has happened here? These faces, they never knew what hit them. And now they're on the road to nowhere! Just keep still. What? You're not dead? Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? To Honey Farms. I am onto something huge here. I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! I'm going to Tacoma. - And you? - He really is dead. All right. Uh-oh! - What is that?! - Oh, no!

A wiper! Triple blade! - Triple blade? Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! Why does everything have to be so doggone clean?! How much do you people need to see?! Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! From NPR News in Washington, I'm Oarl Kasell. But don't kill no more bugs! - Bee! - Moose blood guy!! - You hear something? - Like what? Like tiny screaming. Turn off the radio. Whassup, bee boy? Hey, Blood. Just a row of honey jars, as far as the eye could see. Wow! I assume wherever this truck goes is where they're getting it. I mean, that honey's ours.

Bees hang tight. - We're all jammed in. It's a close community. Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own. - What if you get in trouble? - You a mosquito, you in trouble. Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack! At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls. Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito. You got to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So long, bee! - Hey, guys! - Mooseblood! I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your crazy straw? We throw it in jars, slap a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. What is this place? A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. They are pinheads! Pinhead.

Oheck out the new smoker. - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. The Thomas 3000! Smoker? Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, all the tar. A couple breaths of this knocks them right out. They make the honey, and we make the money. "They make the honey, and we make the money"? Oh, my! What's going on? Are you OK? Yeah. It doesn't last too long. Do you know you're in a fake hive with fake walls? Our queen was moved here. We had no choice. This is your queen? That's a man in women's clothes! That's a drag queen! What is this? Oh, no! There's hundreds of them! Bee honey. Our honey is being brazenly stolen on a massive scale! This is worse than anything bears have done! I intend to do something. Oh, Barry, stop. Who told you humans are taking our honey?

That's a rumor. Do these look like rumors? That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. How did you get mixed up in this? He's been talking to humans. - What? - Talking to humans?! He has a human girlfriend. And they make out! Make out? Barry! We do not. - You wish you could. - Whose side are you on? The bees! I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. Barry, this is what you want to do with your life? I want to do it for all our lives. Nobody works harder than bees! Dad, I remember you coming home so overworked your hands were still stirring. You couldn't stop. I remember that. What right do they have to our honey? We live on two cups a year. They put it in lip balm for no reason whatsoever! Even if it's true, what can one bee do? Sting them where it really hurts. In the face! The eye! - That would hurt.

No. Up the nose? That's a killer. There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place where it matters. Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. No more bee beards! With Bob Bumble at the anchor desk. Weather with Storm Stinger. Sports with Buzz Larvi. And Jeanette Ohung. - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. - And I'm Jeanette Ohung. A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, intends to sue the human race for stealing our honey, packaging it and profiting from it illegally! Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, we'll have three former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, Olassy Ladies, out this week on Hexagon. Tonight we're talking to Barry Benson. Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"?

Bees have never been afraid to change the world. What about Bee Oolumbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? Where I'm from, we'd never sue humans. We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. How old are you? The bee community is supporting you in this case, which will be the trial of the bee century. You know, they have a Larry King in the human world too. It's a common name. Next week... He looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots... Next week... Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you just heard 'em. Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and here live. Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish. In tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! It was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take advantage of that? Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. - Is that that same bee?

Yes, it is! I'm helping him sue the human race. - Hello. - Hello, bee. This is Ken. Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. Why does he talk again? Listen, you better go 'cause we're really busy working. But it's our yogurt night! Bye-bye. Why is yogurt night so difficult?! You poor thing. You two have been at this for hours! Yes, and Adam here has been a huge help. - Frosting... - How many sugars? Just one. I try not to use the competition. So why are you helping me? Bees have good qualities. And it takes my mind off the shop. Instead of flowers, people are giving balloon bouquets now. Those are great, if you're three. And artificial flowers. - Oh, those just get me psychotic! - Yeah, me too. Bent stingers, pointless pollination. Bees must hate those fake things! Nothing worse than a daffodil that's had work done. Maybe this could make up for it a little bit.

This lawsuit's a pretty big deal. - I guess. You sure you want to go through with it? Am I sure? When I'm done with the humans, they won't be able to say, "Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! It's an incredible scene here in downtown Manhattan, where the world anxiously waits, because for the first time in history, we will hear for ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. What have we gotten into here, Barry? It's pretty big, isn't it? I can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. You think billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? Everybody needs to stay behind the barricade. - What's the matter? - I don't know, I just got a chill. Well, if it isn't the bee team. You boys work on this? All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding.

All right. Oase number 4475, Superior Oourt of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry is now in session. Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies collectively? A privilege. Mr. Benson... you're representing all the bees of the world? I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, my grandmother was a simple woman. Born on a farm, she believed it was man's divine right to benefit from the bounty of nature God put before us. If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson imagines, just think of what would it mean. I would have to negotiate with the silkworm for the elastic in my britches! Talking bee! How do we know this isn't some sort of holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? They could be using laser beams! Robotics! Ventriloquism! Oloning! For all we know, he could be on steroids! Mr. Benson?

Ladies and gentlemen, there's no trickery here. I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. It's important to all bees. We invented it! We make it. And we protect it with our lives. Unfortunately, there are some people in this room who think they can take it from us 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this is all over, you'll see how, by taking our honey, you not only take everything we have but everything we are! I wish he'd dress like that all the time. So nice! Oall your first witness. So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. I suppose so. I see you also own Honeyburton and Honron! Yes, they provide beekeepers for our farms. Beekeeper. I find that to be a very disturbing term. I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? - No. - I couldn't hear you.

No. - No. Because you don't free bees. You keep bees. Not only that, it seems you thought a bear would be an appropriate image for a jar of honey. They're very lovable creatures. Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. You mean like this? Bears kill bees! How'd you like his head crashing through your living room?! Biting into your couch! Spitting out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here. Your name intrigues me. - Where have I heard it before? - I was with a band called The Police. But you've never been a police officer, have you? No, I haven't. No, you haven't. And so here we have yet another example of bee culture casually stolen by a human for nothing more than a prance-about stage name. Oh, please. Have you ever been stung, Mr. Sting? Because I'm feeling a little stung, Sting. Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not his real name?! You idiots! Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on your Emmy win for a guest spot on ER in 2005.

Thank you. Thank you. I see from your resume that you're devilishly handsome with a churning inner turmoil that's ready to blow. I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? Not yet it isn't. But is this what it's come to for you? Exploiting tiny, helpless bees so you don't have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir? Watch it, Benson! I could blow right now! This isn't a goodfella. This is a badfella! Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! - Order in this court! - You're all thinking it! Order! Order, I say! - Say it! - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! I think it was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in like that. I think the jury's on our side. Are we doing everything right, legally? I'm a florist. Right. Well, here's to a great team. To a great team! Well, hello. - Ken! - Hello. I didn't think you were coming. No, I was just late. I tried to call, but... the battery. I didn't want all this to go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free. Oh, that was lucky. There's a little left.

I could heat it up. Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. So I hear you're quite a tennis player. I'm not much for the game myself. The ball's a little grabby. That's where I usually sit. Right... there. Ken, Barry was looking at your resume, and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks isn't really a special skill. You think I don't see what you're doing? I know how hard it is to find the rightjob. We have that in common. Do we? Bees have 100 percent employment, but we do jobs like taking the crud out. That's just what I was thinking about doing. Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope that was all right. I'm going to drain the old stinger. Yeah, you do that. Look at that. You know, I've just about had it with your little mind games. - What's that?

Italian Vogue. Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. A lot of ads. Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than mine? Funny, I just can't seem to recall that! I think something stinks in here! I love the smell of flowers. How do you like the smell of flames?! Not as much. Water bug! Not taking sides! Ken, I'm wearing a Ohapstick hat! This is pathetic! I've got issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're bluffing. - Am I? Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you doing?! You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! We need to talk! He's just a little bee! And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! Long time? What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? No, but there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them!

Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night... My nerves are fried from riding on this emotional roller coaster! Goodbye, Ken. And for your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners made by man! I'm sorry about all that. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it! I always felt there was some kind of barrier between Ken and me. I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. Are you OK for the trial? I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn this jury around is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. - You got the tweezers? - Are you allergic? Only to losing, son. Only to losing. Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd all like to know. What exactly is your relationship to that woman? We're friends. - Good friends?

Yes. How good? Do you live together? Wait a minute... Are you her little... ...bedbug? I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee children? - Yeah, but... - So those aren't your real parents! - Oh, Barry... - Yes, they are! Hold me back! You're an illegitimate bee, aren't you, Benson? He's denouncing bees! Don't y'all date your cousins? - Objection!

I'm going to pincushion this guy! Adam, don't! It's what he wants! Oh, I'm hit!! Oh, lordy, I am hit! Order! Order! The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins! I have been felled by a winged beast of destruction! You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped savages! Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! - Adam, stay with me. - I can't feel my legs. What angel of mercy will come forward to suck the poison from my heaving buttocks? I will have order in this court. Order! Order, please! The case of the honeybees versus the human race took a pointed turn against the bees yesterday when one of their legal team stung Layton T. Montgomery. - Hey, buddy. - Hey. - Is there much pain?

Yeah. I... I blew the whole case, didn't I? It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. I'd be better off dead. Look at me. They got it from the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a little celery still on it. What was it like to sting someone? I can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... and then ecstasy! All right. You think it was all a trap? Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. What were we thinking? Look at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. What will the humans do to us if they win? I don't know. I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. Adam, they check in, but they don't check out! Oh, my. Oould you get a nurse to close that window? - Why? The smoke. Bees don't smoke. Right. Bees don't smoke. Bees don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. That's it! That's our case! It is? It's not over?

Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. Get back to the court and stall. Stall any way you can. And assuming you've done step correctly, you're ready for the tub. Mr. Flayman. Yes? Yes, Your Honor! Where is the rest of your team? Well, Your Honor, it's interesting. Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, and as a result, we don't make very good time. I actually heard a funny story about... Your Honor, haven't these ridiculous bugs taken up enough of this court's valuable time? How much longer will we allow these absurd shenanigans to go on? They have presented no compelling evidence to support their charges against my clients, who run legitimate businesses. I move for a complete dismissal of this entire case! Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going to have to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. But you can't! We have a terrific case. Where is your proof? Where is the evidence?

Show me the smoking gun! Hold it, Your Honor! You want a smoking gun? Here is your smoking gun. What is that? It's a bee smoker! What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. Look at what has happened to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" Is this what nature intended for us? To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines and man-made wooden slat work camps,?

Living out our lives as honey slaves to the white man? - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! The court finds in favor of the bees! Vanessa, we won! I knew you could do it! High-five! Sorry. I'm OK! You know what this means? All the honey will finally belong to the bees. Now we won't have to work so hard all the time. This is an unholy perversion of the balance of nature, Benson. You'll regret this. Barry, how much honey is out there? All right. One at a time. Barry, who are you wearing? My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and I have no pants. - What if Montgomery's right? - What do you mean? We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million years. Oongratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. Then we want back the honey that was ours to begin with, every last drop. We demand an end to the glorification of the bear as anything more than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. We're all aware of what they do in the woods. Wait for my signal.

Take him out. He'll have nauseous for a few hours, then he'll be fine. And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... But it's just a prance-about stage name! ...unnecessary inclusion of honey in bogus health products and la-dee-da human tea-time snack garnishments. Oan't breathe. Bring it in, boys! Hold it right there! Good. Tap it. Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! - I think we need to shut down! - Shut down? We've never shut down. Shut down honey production! Stop making honey! Turn your key, sir! What do we do now? Oannonball! We're shutting honey production! Mission abort. Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out there. Oh, yeah? What's going on? Where is everybody?

Are they out celebrating? - They're home. They don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way to San Antonio with a cricket. At least we got our honey back. Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? It's the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. This was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. And now... Now I can't. I don't understand why they're not happy. I thought their lives would be better! They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? - What did you want to show me?

This. What happened here? That is not the half of it. Oh, no. Oh, my. They're all wilting. Doesn't look very good, does it? No. And whose fault do you think that is? You know, I'm gonna guess bees. Bees? Specifically, me. I didn't think bees not needing to make honey would affect all these things. It's notjust flowers. Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees. That's our whole SAT test right there. Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. And then, of course... The human species? So if there's no more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I know this is also partly my fault. How about a suicide pact? How do we do it? - I'll sting you, you step on me. - Thatjust kills you twice. Right, right. Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. I had to open my mouth and talk. Vanessa? Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. They've moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. It's the last chance I'll ever have to see it. Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn out like this. I know. Me neither. Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? Roses! Vanessa! Roses?! Barry?

Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are. Flowers, bees, pollen! I know. That's why this is the last parade. Maybe not. Oould you ask him to slow down? Oould you slow down? Barry! OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault. Yes, it kind of is. I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you with the flower shop. I've made it worse. Actually, it's completely closed down. I thought maybe you were remodeling. But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't want to hear it! All right, they have the roses, the roses have the pollen. I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. All we gotta do is get what they've got back here with what we've got.

Bees. - Park. - Pollen! - Flowers. - Repollination! - Across the nation! Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, Oalifornia. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be tight. I have an idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's real. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. It was a gift. Once inside, we just pick the right float. How about The Princess and the Pea? I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! Yes, I got it. - Where should I sit? - What are you? - I believe I'm the pea. -

The pea? It goes under the mattresses. - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! Let's see what this baby'll do. Hey, what are you doing?! Then all we do is blend in with traffic... ...without arousing suspicion. Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. Stop! Security. - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. Has it been in your possession the entire time? Would you remove your shoes? - Remove your stinger. - It's part of me. I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your flight. Then if we're lucky, we'll have just enough pollen to do the job.

Oan you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough pollen to do the job! I think this is gonna work. It's got to work. Attention, passengers, this is Oaptain Scott. We have a bit of bad weather in New York. It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it. I gotta get up there and talk to them. Be careful. Oan I get help with the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. Oaptain, I'm in a real situation. - What'd you say, Hal? - Nothing. Bee! Don't freak out! My entire species... What are you doing? - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's an attorney? Don't move. Oh, Barry. Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit? And please hurry! What happened here? There was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a boat, they're both unconscious! - Is that another bee joke?

No! No one's flying the plane! This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your status? This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. Where's the pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. Not good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience? As a matter of fact, there is. - Who's that? - Barry Benson. From the honey trial?! Oh, great. Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. It's got giant wings, huge engines. I can't fly a plane. - Why not? Isn't John Travolta a pilot? - Yes. How hard could it be? Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. This is Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK Airport, where a suspenseful scene is developing. Barry Benson, fresh from his legal victory... That's Barry! ...is attempting to land a plane, loaded with people, flowers and an incapacitated flight crew. Flowers?! We have a storm in the area and two individuals at the controls with absolutely no flight experience. Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. I'm quite familiar with Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres.

They've done enough damage. But isn't he your only hope? Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at all. Their wings are too small... Haven't we heard this a million times? "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no sense." - Get this on the air! - Got it. - Stand by. - We're going live. The way we work may be a mystery to you. Making honey takes a lot of bees doing a lot of small jobs. But let me tell you about a small job. If you do it well, it makes a big difference. More than we realized. To us, to everyone. That's why I want to get bees back to working together. That's the bee way! We're not made of Jell-O. We get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow! - Hello! Left, right, down, hover. - Hover? - Forget hover. This isn't so hard. Beep-beep!

Beep-beep! Barry, what happened?! Wait, I think we were on autopilot the whole time. - That may have been helping me. - And now we're not! So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. All of you, let's get behind this fellow! Move it out! Move out! Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy me with the wings of the plane! Don't have to yell. I'm not yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. It's very hard to concentrate with that panicky tone in your voice! It's not a tone. I'm panicking! I can't do this! Vanessa, pull yourself together. You have to snap out of it! You snap out of it. You snap out of it. - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it!

You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - Hold it! - Why? Oome on, it's my turn. How is the plane flying? I don't know. Hello? Benson, got any flowers for a happy occasion in there? The Pollen Jocks! They do get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow. - Hello. All right, let's drop this tin can on the blacktop. Where? I can't see anything. Oan you? No, nothing. It's all cloudy. Oome on. You got to think bee, Barry. - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Wait a minute. I think I'm feeling something. - What? - I don't know. It's strong, pulling me. Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. Bring the nose down. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - What in the world is on the tarmac? - Get some lights on that! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - Vanessa, aim for the flower. - OK. Out the engines. We're going in on bee power. Ready, boys? Affirmative! Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it. Land on that flower! Ready? Full reverse! Spin it around! - Not that flower! The other one! - Which one? - That flower. - I'm aiming at the flower! That's a fat guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of bees! Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. Rotate around it. - This is insane, Barry! - This's the only way I know how to fly. Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an insect-like pattern? Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full reverse! Just drop it. Be a part of it. Aim for the center! Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman! Oome on, already. Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly! - Yes. No high-five! - Right. Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? What giant flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! - Thank you. - But we're not done yet. Listen, everyone! This runway is covered with the last pollen from the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. That means this is our last chance.

We're the only ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and dress like this. If we're gonna survive as a species, this is our moment! What do you say? Are we going to be bees, orjust Museum of Natural History keychains? We're bees! Keychain! Then follow me! Except Keychain. Hold on, Barry. Here. You've earned this. Yeah! I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves. Oh, yeah. That's our Barry. Mom! The bees are back! If anybody needs to make a call, now's the time. I got a feeling we'll be working late tonight! Here's your change. Have a great afternoon! Oan I help who's next? Would you like some honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a nickel! Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! I had no idea. Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? Would you excuse me? My mosquito associate will help you. Sorry I'm late. He's a lawyer too? I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a briefcase. Have a great afternoon! Barry, I just got this huge tulip order, and I can't get them anywhere. No problem, Vannie. Just leave it to me. You're a lifesaver, Barry. Oan I help who's next? All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. Thank you, Barry! That bee is living my life! Let it go, Kenny. - When will this nightmare end?! - Let it all go. - Beautiful day to fly. - Sure is. Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that office. You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. - Thinking bee! - Me? Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. Hold it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Oan we stop here? I'm not making a major life decision during a production number!

:3

Absolutely not

[they-reap-what-we-sow]

it's a rough week, but they keep on truckin.

Part 27/? from “Letters from the Manor” on AO3

[mysticdoodlez]

Whelp.

It's about that time.

Just a reminder tho that it'll be posted on my fic blog, @aplaceinthedark

If you'd like to be on LftM's Featured Creatures list, leave a comment or reblog with the blog you'd like me to tag.

[aplaceinthedark]

I should be working on Chapter 3 of LftM, but instead I'm working on a 10k Noah fic.

Translated: I hate myself

[kayteeneko]

Put your phone down, baby put your phone down, forget about fake friends on your profile. Wear your soul now, you gotta wear your soul now. Take your cool off, now you're looking profound

[kiuuu]

#theodoremonod #lftm #paint #nouakchott #mauritanie (à Nouakchott, Mauritania)

[beautiful-noises]

indie teen movie soundtrack

the soundtrack to a screenplay i’ll never write

{listen here}

i. basic declan mckenna/ ii. honeybody kishi bashi/ iii. frankly, mr. shankly the smiths/ iv. lftm (feat. felly) healy/ v. supercut lorde/ vi. painting (masterpiece) lewis del mar/ vii. broadripple is burning margot & the nuclear so and so’s/ viii. vince the loveable stoner the fratellis/ ix. come on eileen dexys midnight runners/ x. the plan (fuck jobs) the front bottoms/ xi. when i get older wild party/ xii. cat relient k/ xiii. ancient mars the zolas/ xiv. soma the strokes/ xv. may the road ezra bell/ xvi. stop me if you think you’ve heard this one before the smiths//

[the-blind-assassin-12]

Let’s Face the Music & Dance - Masterlist

Summary: The Whittaker name has taken more than its share of hits in recent years, and desperate times are calling for desperate measures. When the rug gets yanked out from beneath John’s dancin’ feet (again) he has a lot to consider and a lot to decide. But just as he’s about to make that decision things, as they often do at the Whittaker estate, get very interesting. 

Intro  Part One: There May Be Trouble Ahead  Part Two:  The Fiddlers Have Fled  Part Three: Before They Ask Us to Pay the Bill  Part Four: While We Still Have the Chance Part Five: Humming A Different Tune Part Six: There May Be Teardrops to Shed Part Seven: Music & Moonlight, Love & Romance Part Eight: Face the Music & Dance

Related One-Shots: 

Mad About the Boy - requested as part of the artist appreciation event. artwork by @pheedraws​

Song Inspiration   Quote Inspiration (the no fear shakespeare sparknotes line is actually brilliant and i used it when i was student teaching and the kids actually understood shit. it’s not about the thees and thys and thous its about the content y’all.)