This is the code behind @BeeMovieByWord. When someone tweets at @BeeMovieByWord, it will respond with a word from the script.

check_mentions.py

#!/usr/bin/python
from twitter import *
import os, json, re

with open('persistence.json') as data_file:
    metadata = json.load(data_file)
data_file.close()

with open('script.txt') as script_file:
    script_words = script_file.readlines()
script_file.close()

with open('pending_tweets.txt') as tweets_file:
    pending_tweets = tweets_file.readlines()
tweets_file.close()
pending_tweets = [x.strip() for x in pending_tweets]

nextWordNum = metadata['nextWordNumber']
lastMentionTweetID = metadata['lastMentionTweetId']
tweetID = lastMentionTweetID

ACCOUNT = 'BEEMOVIEBYWORD'
APPLICATION = 'BEEMOVIEBYWORD'

# print "Logging in to application '" + APPLICATION + "' with account '@" + ACCOUNT + "'"

TWITTER_KEY = os.environ[ACCOUNT + '_TWITTER_KEY']
TWITTER_SECRET = os.environ[ACCOUNT + '_TWITTER_SECRET']
TWITTER_CONSUMER_KEY = os.environ[APPLICATION + '_TWITTER_CONSUMER_KEY']
TWITTER_CONSUMER_SECRET = os.environ[APPLICATION + '_TWITTER_CONSUMER_SECRET']

t = Twitter(
    auth=OAuth(TWITTER_KEY, TWITTER_SECRET, TWITTER_CONSUMER_KEY, TWITTER_CONSUMER_SECRET))

# Get your "home" timeline
mentions = t.statuses.mentions_timeline(since_id=lastMentionTweetID)

responseTweets = []
print "New Mentions (" + str(len(mentions)) + ")"
for mention in reversed(mentions):
    username = mention['user']['screen_name']
    tweetID = mention['id_str']
    print "@" + username + ": " + mention['text']
    tweetLink = "https://twitter.com/" + username + "/status/" + tweetID
    print tweetLink
    nextWord = script_words[nextWordNum].strip()
    nextWordNum += 1
    responseTweet = nextWord + " " + tweetLink
    print "Response: " + responseTweet
    pending_tweets.append(responseTweet)
    print
    t.favorites.create(_id=tweetID)
print

# Send the first pending tweet
print "Pending Tweets (" + str(len(pending_tweets)) + ")"
if pending_tweets:
    firstPending = pending_tweets.pop(0)
    print "sending tweet: " + firstPending
    t.statuses.update(
                status=firstPending)

with open('pending_tweets.txt', 'w') as tweets_file:
    for tweet in pending_tweets:
        tweets_file.write(tweet + "\n")


# Save the persistence back
persistence = {'lastMentionTweetId': tweetID, 'nextWordNumber': nextWordNum}
with open('persistence.json', 'w') as f:
    json.dump(persistence, f)

pending_tweets.txt

According https://twitter.com/AnthonyNixonDev/status/866790584601673732

persistence.json

{"nextWordNumber": 0, "lastMentionTweetId": "1"}

script.txt

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!
Coming!
Hang
on
a
second.
Hello?
Barry?
Adam?
Can
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
City
graduating
class
of
9:15.
That
concludes
our
ceremonies
And
begins
your
career
at
Honex
Industries!
Will
we
pick
our
job
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?
Catches
that
little
strand
of
honey
that
hangs
after
you
pour
it.
Saves
us
millions.
Can
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.
Check
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't
just
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.
Couple
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.
Come
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!
Congratulations!
Step
to
the
side.
What'd
you
get?
Picking
crud
out.
Stellar!
Wow!
Couple
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.
Cool.
I'm
picking
up
a
lot
of
bright
yellow,
Could
be
daisies,
Don't
we
need
those?
Copy
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.
Chemical-y.
Careful,
guys.
It's
a
little
grabby.
My
sweet
lord
of
bees!
Candy-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!
Coming
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.
Can't
fly
in
rain.
Can't
fly
in
rain.
Can't
fly
in
rain.
Mayday!
Mayday!
Bee
going
down!
Ken,
could
you
close
the
window
please?
Ken,
could
you
close
the
window
please?
Check
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.
Come
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...
Can
I...
get
you
something?
Like
what?
I
don't
know.
I
mean...
I
don't
know.
Coffee?
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.
Come
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...?
Can
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
Cinnabon
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?
cute
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!
Crazy
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
Carl
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.
Check
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
Chung.
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,
classy
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.
Case
number
4475,
Superior
Court
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!
Cloning!
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!
Call
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
right
job.
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
Chapstick
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.
Could
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.
Congratulations
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.
Can'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?
Cannonball!
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
Carl
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
not
just
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.
That
just
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.
Could
you
ask
him
to
slow
down?
Could
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,
California.
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.
Can
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
Captain
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.
Can
I
get
help
with
the
Sky
Mall
magazine?
I'd
like
to
order
the
talking
inflatable
nose
and
ear
hair
trimmer.
Captain,
I'm
in
a
real
situation.
What'd
you
say,
Hal?
Nothing.
Bee!
Don't
freak
out!
My
entire
species...
What
are
you
doing?
Wait
a
minute!
I'm
an
attorney!
Who's
an
attorney?
Don't
move.
Oh,
Barry.
Good
afternoon,
passengers.
This
is
your
captain.
Would
a
Miss
Vanessa
Bloome
in
24B
please
report
to
the
cockpit?
And
please
hurry!
What
happened
here?
There
was
a
DustBuster,
a
toupee,
a
life
raft
exploded.
One's
bald,
one's
in
a
boat,
they're
both
unconscious!
Is
that
another
bee
joke?
No!
No
one's
flying
the
plane!
This
is
JFK
control
tower,
Flight
356.
What's
your
status?
This
is
Vanessa
Bloome.
I'm
a
florist
from
New
York.
Where's
the
pilot?
He's
unconscious,
and
so
is
the
copilot.
Not
good.
Does
anyone
onboard
have
flight
experience?
As
a
matter
of
fact,
there
is.
Who's
that?
Barry
Benson.
From
the
honey
trial?!
Oh,
great.
Vanessa,
this
is
nothing
more
than
a
big
metal
bee.
It's
got
giant
wings,
huge
engines.
I
can't
fly
a
plane.
Why
not?
Isn't
John
Travolta
a
pilot?
Yes.
How
hard
could
it
be?
Wait,
Barry!
We're
headed
into
some
lightning.
This
is
Bob
Bumble.
We
have
some
late-breaking
news
from
JFK
Airport,
where
a
suspenseful
scene
is
developing.
Barry
Benson,
fresh
from
his
legal
victory...
That's
Barry!
...is
attempting
to
land
a
plane,
loaded
with
people,
flowers
and
an
incapacitated
flight
crew.
Flowers?!
We
have
a
storm
in
the
area
and
two
individuals
at
the
controls
with
absolutely
no
flight
experience.
Just
a
minute.
There's
a
bee
on
that
plane.
I'm
quite
familiar
with
Mr.
Benson
and
his
no-account
compadres.
They've
done
enough
damage.
But
isn't
he
your
only
hope?
Technically,
a
bee
shouldn't
be
able
to
fly
at
all.
Their
wings
are
too
small...
Haven't
we
heard
this
a
million
times?
"The
surface
area
of
the
wings
and
body
mass
make
no
sense."
Get
this
on
the
air!
Got
it.
Stand
by.
We're
going
live.
The
way
we
work
may
be
a
mystery
to
you.
Making
honey
takes
a
lot
of
bees
doing
a
lot
of
small
jobs.
But
let
me
tell
you
about
a
small
job.
If
you
do
it
well,
it
makes
a
big
difference.
More
than
we
realized.
To
us,
to
everyone.
That's
why
I
want
to
get
bees
back
to
working
together.
That's
the
bee
way!
We're
not
made
of
Jell-O.
We
get
behind
a
fellow.
Black
and
yellow!
Hello!
Left,
right,
down,
hover.
Hover?
Forget
hover.
This
isn't
so
hard.
Beep-beep!
Beep-beep!
Barry,
what
happened?!
Wait,
I
think
we
were
on
autopilot
the
whole
time.
That
may
have
been
helping
me.
And
now
we're
not!
So
it
turns
out
I
cannot
fly
a
plane.
All
of
you,
let's
get
behind
this
fellow!
Move
it
out!
Move
out!
Our
only
chance
is
if
I
do
what
I'd
do,
you
copy
me
with
the
wings
of
the
plane!
Don't
have
to
yell.
I'm
not
yelling!
We're
in
a
lot
of
trouble.
It's
very
hard
to
concentrate
with
that
panicky
tone
in
your
voice!
It's
not
a
tone.
I'm
panicking!
I
can't
do
this!
Vanessa,
pull
yourself
together.
You
have
to
snap
out
of
it!
You
snap
out
of
it.
You
snap
out
of
it.
You
snap
out
of
it!
You
snap
out
of
it!
You
snap
out
of
it!
You
snap
out
of
it!
You
snap
out
of
it!
You
snap
out
of
it!
Hold
it!
Why?
Come
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.
Can
you?
No,
nothing.
It's
all
cloudy.
Come
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.
Cut
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!
Come
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,
or
just
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!
Can
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.
Can
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.
Can
we
stop
here?
I'm
not
making
a
major
life
decision
during
a
production
number!
All
right.
Take
ten,
everybody.
Wrap
it
up,
guys.
I
had
virtually
no
rehearsal
for
that.