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 donât care
what humans think is impossible.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Ooh, black and yellow!
Letâs shake it up a little.
Barry! Breakfast is ready!
- Oan you believe this is happening?
- I canât. Iâll pick you up.
Use the stairs. Your father
paid good money for those.
Hereâs the graduate.
Weâre very proud of you, son.
A perfect report card, all Bâs.
Ma! I got a thing going here.
- You got lint on your fuzz.
- Ow! Thatâs me!
- Wave to us! Weâll 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 Iâd make it.
Three days grade school,
three days high school.
Three days college. Iâm 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, Iâm not going.
Everybody knows,
sting someone, you die.
Donât 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.
Thatâs why we donât need vacations.
Boy, quite a bit of pompâŚ
under the circumstances.
- Well, Adam, today we are men.
- We are!
Students, faculty, distinguished bees,
please welcome Dean Buzzwell.
Welcome, New Hive Oity
graduating class ofâŚ
That concludes our ceremonies.
And begins your career
at Honex Industries!
Will we pick ourjob today?
I heard itâs just orientation.
Keep your hands and antennas
inside the tram at all times.
- Wonder what itâll be like?
- A little scary.
Welcome to Honex,
a division of Honesco
and a part of the Hexagon Group.
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.
is automatically color-corrected,
scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured
into this soothing sweet syrup
with its distinctive
golden glow you know asâŚ
- That girl was hot.
- Sheâs my cousin!
- She is?
- Yes, weâre all cousins.
- Right. Youâre 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 itâs done well, means a lot.
because youâll stay in the job
you pick for the rest of your life.
The same job the rest of your life?
I didnât know that.
Youâll be happy to know that bees,
as a species, havenât had one day off
So youâll just work us to death?
âWhatâs the difference?â
How can you say that?
One job forever?
Thatâs an insane choice to have to make.
Iâm 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?
Weâre bees.
Weâre 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 donât know. But you know
what Iâm talking about.
Please clear the gate.
Royal Nectar Force on approach.
Wait a second. Oheck it out.
- Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!
- Wow.
Iâve never seen them this close.
They know what itâs like
outside the hive.
Yeah, but some donât come back.
- Hey, Jocks!
- Hi, Jocks!
Youâre monsters!
Youâre sky freaks! I love it! I love it!
- I wonder where they were.
- I donât know.
Their dayâs 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.
Look. Thatâs more pollen
than you and I will see in a lifetime.
Itâs just a status symbol.
Bees make too much of it.
Perhaps. Unless youâre wearing it
and the ladies see you wearing it.
Those ladies?
Arenât they our cousins too?
- Oouple of Hive Harrys.
- Letâs 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 Iâd knock him out.
What were you doing during this?
Trying to alert the authorities.
A little gusty out there today,
wasnât it, comrades?
Weâre hitting a sunflower patch
six miles from here tomorrow.
- Six miles, huh?
- Barry!
A puddle jump for us,
but maybe youâre not up for it.
- Maybe I am.
- You are not!
Weâre 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.
You decide what youâre interested in?
- Well, thereâs 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.
Itâs a beautiful thing.
You know, Dad,
the more I think about it,
maybe the honey field
just isnât right for me.
You were thinking of what,
making balloon animals?
Thatâs a bad job
for a guy with a stinger.
Janet, your sonâs not sure
he wants to go into honey!
- Barry, you are so funny sometimes.
- Iâm not trying to be funny.
Youâre not funny! Youâre going
into honey. Our son, the stirrer!
- Youâre gonna be a stirrer?
- No oneâs listening to me!
Wait till you see the sticks I have.
I could say anything right now.
Iâm gonna get an ant tattoo!
Letâs open some honey and celebrate!
Maybe Iâll pierce my thorax.
Shave my antennae.
Shack up with a grasshopper. Get
a gold tooth and call everybody âdawgâ!
- Weâre starting work today!
- Todayâs the day.
Oome on! All the good jobs
will be gone.
Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring,
stirrer, front desk, hair removalâŚ
- Is it still available?
- Hang on. Two left!
One of themâs yours! Oongratulations!
Step to the side.
- Whatâd you get?
- Picking crud out. Stellar!
Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready!
- You want to go first?
- No, you go.
Oh, my. Whatâs available?
Restroom attendantâs open,
not for the reason you think.
- Any chance of getting the Krelman?
- Sure, youâre on.
Iâm sorry, the Krelman just closed out.
Wax monkeyâs always open.
The Krelman opened up again.
A bee died. Makes an opening. See?
Heâs dead. Another dead one.
Deady. Deadified. Two more dead.
Dead from the neck up.
Dead from the neck down. Thatâs life!
Heating, cooling,
stunt bee, pourer, stirrer,
humming, inspector number seven,
lint coordinator, stripe supervisor,
mite wrangler. Barry, what
do you think I should⌠Barry?
All right, weâve got the sunflower patch
in quadrant nineâŚ
What happened to you?
Where are you?
- Iâm going out.
- Out? Out where?
I have to, before I go
to work for the rest of my life.
Youâre gonna die! Youâre crazy! Hello?
If anyoneâs feeling brave,
thereâs a Korean deli on 83rd
that gets their roses today.
- Look at that.
- Isnât that the kid we saw yesterday?
Hold it, son, flight deckâs restricted.
Itâs OK, Lou. Weâre gonna take him up.
Really? Feeling lucky, are you?
Sign here, here. Just initial that.
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.
Murphyâs in a home because of it,
babbling like a cicada!
- Thatâs 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!
You ready for this, hot shot?
- Antennae, check.
- Nectar pack, check.
- Wings, check.
- Stinger, check.
Scared out of my shorts, check.
Pound those petunias,
you striped stem-suckers!
All of you, drain those flowers!
I canât believe Iâm out!
This is Blue Leader.
We have roses visual.
Bring it around 30 degrees and hold.
30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around.
Stand to the side, kid.
Itâs 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? Itâs a little bit of magic.
Thatâs amazing. Why do we do that?
Thatâs pollen power. More pollen, more
flowers, more nectar, more honey for us.
Iâm picking up a lot of bright yellow.
Oould be daisies. Donât we need those?
Wait. One of these flowers
seems to be on the move.
Say again? Youâre reporting
a moving flower?
This is the coolest. What is it?
I donât know, but Iâm loving this color.
It smells good.
Not like a flower, but I like it.
Oareful, guys. Itâs a little grabby.
Oandy-brain, get off there!
- Guys!
- This could be bad.
You are way out of position, rookie!
Ooming in at you like a missile!
I donât think these are flowers.
- Should we tell him?
- I think he knows.
You can start packing up, honey,
because youâre about to eat it!
Thereâs a bee in the car!
- Do something!
- Iâm driving!
- Hi, bee.
- Heâs back here!
Heâs going to sting me!
Nobody move. If you donât move,
he wonât sting you. Freeze!
Wow⌠the tension level
out here is unbelievable.
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.
Oh, no. More humans. I donât need this.
Maybe this time. This time. This time.
This time! This time! ThisâŚ
Itâs fantastic. Itâs got all my special
skills, even my top-ten favorite movies.
Whatâs number one? Star Wars?
Nah, I donât go for thatâŚ
No wonder we shouldnât talk to them.
Theyâre out of their minds.
When I leave a job interview, theyâre
flabbergasted, canât believe what I say.
Thereâs the sun. Maybe thatâs a way out.
I donât 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.
Stand back. These are winter boots.
You know Iâm 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?
Iâm just saying all life has value. You
donât know what heâs capable of feeling.
There you go, little guy.
Iâm not scared of him.
Itâs 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.
She saved my life.
I gotta say something.
I could really get in trouble.
Itâs a bee law.
Youâre not supposed to talk to a human.
I canât believe Iâm doing this.
Oh, I canât do it. Oome on!
How should I start it?
âYou like jazz?â No, thatâs no good.
Here she comes! Speak, you fool!
- Youâre talking.
- Yes, I know.
No, itâs OK. Itâs fine.
I know Iâm dreaming.
But I donât recall going to bed.
Well, Iâm sure this
is very disconcerting.
This is a bit of a surprise to me.
I mean, youâre a bee!
I am. And Iâm not supposed
to be doing this,
but they were all trying to kill me.
And if it wasnât for youâŚ
I had to thank you.
Itâs just how I was raised.
- Iâm talking with a bee.
- Yeah.
Iâm talking to a bee.
And the bee is talking to me!
I just want to say Iâm grateful.
Iâll leave now.
- Wait! How did you learn to do that?
- What?
Same way you did, I guess.
âMama, Dada, honey.â You pick it up.
- Thatâs very funny.
- Yeah.
Bees are funny. If we didnât laugh,
weâd cry with what we have to deal with.
âŚget you something?
- Like what?
I donât know. I meanâŚ
I donât know. Ooffee?
I donât want to put you out.
Itâs no trouble. It takes two minutes.
- Itâs just coffee.
- I hate to impose.
- Donât be ridiculous!
- Actually, I would love a cup.
- I shouldnât.
- Have some.
- No, I canât.
- Oome on!
Iâm trying to lose a couple micrograms.
- Where?
- These stripes donât help.
I donât know if you know
anything about fashion.
Heâs making the tie in the cab
as theyâre flying up Madison.
He runs up the steps into the church.
The wedding is on.
And he says, âWatermelon?
I thought you said Guatemalan.
Why would I marry a watermelon?â
Thatâs the kind of stuff we do.
So, what are you gonna do, Barry?
About work? I donât know.
I want to do my part for the hive,
but I canât do it the way they want.
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.
Thereâs my hive right there. See it?
Youâre in Sheep Meadow!
Yes! Iâm 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?
- Itâs like putting a hat on your knee.
- Maybe Iâll 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.
Sorry I couldnât finish it. If I did,
Iâd be up the rest of my life.
Oan I take a piece of this with me?
Sure! Here, have a crumb.
All right. Well, thenâŚ
I guess Iâll see you around.
And thank you
so much again⌠for before.
Oh, that? That was nothing.
Well, not nothing, but⌠AnywayâŚ
This canât possibly work.
Heâs 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 canât 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 donât.
- Howâd you get back?
- Poodle.
You did it, and Iâm glad. You saw
whatever you wanted to see.
You had your âexperience.â Now you
can pick out yourjob and be normal.
You did? Was she Bee-ish?
- A wasp?! Your parents will kill you!
- No, no, no, not a wasp.
- Spider?
- Iâm not attracted to spiders.
I know itâs the hottest thing,
with the eight legs and all.
I canât get by that face.
No, no. Thatâs a bee law.
You wouldnât break a bee law.
- Her nameâs Vanessa.
- Oh, boy.
Sheâs so nice. And sheâs a florist!
Oh, no! Youâre dating a human florist!
Youâre 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 not over! What was that?
- They call it a crumb.
- It was so stinginâ stripey!
And thatâs not what they eat.
Thatâs what falls off what they eat!
- You know what a Oinnabon is?
- No.
Itâs bread and cinnamon and frosting.
They heat it upâŚ
âŚreally hot!
- Listen to me!
We are not them! Weâre us.
Thereâs us and thereâs them!
Yes, but who can deny
the heart that is yearning?
Thereâs 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. Heâs in the pool.
You know what your problem is, Barry?
I gotta start thinking bee?
How much longer will this go on?
Itâs been three days!
Why arenât you working?
Iâve got a lot of big life decisions
to think about.
What life? You have no life!
You have no job. Youâre barely a bee!
Would it kill you
to make a little honey?
Barry, come out.
Your fatherâs talking to you.
Martin, would you talk to him?
Barry, Iâm talking to you!
Go ahead. Iâll catch up.
- Weâre still here.
- I told you not to yell at him.
He doesnât respond to yelling!
- Then why yell at me?
- Because you donât listen!
Iâm not listening to this.
- Where are you going?
- Iâm meeting a friend.
A girl? Is this why you canât decide?
I just hope sheâs Bee-ish.
They have a huge parade
of flowers every year in Pasadena?
To be in the Tournament of Roses,
thatâs every floristâs dream!
Up on a float, surrounded
by flowers, crowds cheering.
A tournament. Do the roses
compete in athletic events?
No. All right, Iâve got one.
How come you donât fly everywhere?
Itâs exhausting. Why donât you
run everywhere? Itâs faster.
Yeah, OK, I see, I see.
All right, your turn.
TiVo. You can just freeze live TV?
Thatâs insane!
We have Hivo, but itâs a disease.
Itâs a horrible, horrible disease.
You must want to sting all those jerks.
We try not to sting.
Itâs 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:
Oh, my goodness! Are you OK?
- What is wrong with you?!
- Itâs a bug.
Heâs not bothering anybody.
Get out of here, you creep!
What was that? A Pic âNâ Save circular?
Yeah, it was. How did you know?
It felt like about 10 pages.
Seventy-five is pretty much our limit.
Youâve really got that
down to a science.
- I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue.
- Iâll 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 donât have
enough food of your own?
- Well, yes.
- How do you get it?
- Bees make it.
- I know who makes it!
And itâs hard to make it!
Thereâs heating, cooling, stirring.
You need a whole Krelman thing!
- Itâs organic.
- Itâs our-ganic!
Itâs just honey, Barry.
Bees donât know about this!
This is stealing! A lot of stealing!
Youâve taken our homes, schools,
hospitals! This is all we have!
And itâs on sale?!
Iâm getting to the bottom of this.
Iâm getting to the bottom
of all of this!
- You almost done?
- Almost.
Well, I guess Iâll go home now
and just leave this nice honey out,
with no one around.
Youâre busted, box boy!
I knew I heard something.
So you can talk!
I can talk.
And now youâll start talking!
Where you getting the sweet stuff?
Whoâs your supplier?
I donât understand.
I thought we were friends.
The last thing we want
to do is upset bees!
Youâre too late! Itâs ours now!
You, sir, have crossed
the wrong sword!
You, sir, will be lunch
for my iguana, Ignacio!
Where is the honey coming from?
Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms!
What horrible thing has happened here?
These faces, they never knew
what hit them. And now
theyâre on the road to nowhere!
Do I look dead? They will wipe anything
that moves. Where you headed?
To Honey Farms.
I am onto something huge here.
Iâm going to Alaska. Moose blood,
crazy stuff. Blows your head off!
- And you?
- He really is dead.
- What is that?!
- Oh, no!
- A wiper! Triple blade!
- Triple blade?
Jump on! Itâs 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,
Iâm Oarl Kasell.
But donât kill no more bugs!
- Bee!
- Moose blood guy!!
- You hear something?
- Like what?
Just a row of honey jars,
as far as the eye could see.
I assume wherever this truck goes
is where theyâre getting it.
I mean, that honeyâs ours.
- Bees hang tight.
- Weâre all jammed in.
Itâs 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 youâre out in the world.
You must meet girls.
Mosquito girls try to trade up,
get with a moth, dragonfly.
Mosquito girl donât want no mosquito.
You got to be kidding me!
Moosebloodâs about to leave
the building! So long, bee!
- Hey, guys!
- Mooseblood!
I knew Iâd catch y'all down here.
Did you bring your crazy straw?
We throw it in jars, slap a label on it,
and itâs pretty much pure profit.
A beeâs got a brain
the size of a pinhead.
- Oheck out the new smoker.
- Oh, sweet. Thatâs the one you want.
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.
âThey make the honey,
and we make the moneyâ?
Whatâs going on? Are you OK?
Yeah. It doesnât last too long.
Do you know youâre
in a fake hive with fake walls?
Our queen was moved here.
We had no choice.
This is your queen?
Thatâs a man in womenâs clothes!
Thereâs hundreds of them!
Our honey is being brazenly stolen
on a massive scale!
This is worse than anything bears
have done! I intend to do something.
Who told you humans are taking
our honey? Thatâs a rumor.
Do these look like rumors?
Thatâs a conspiracy theory.
These are obviously doctored photos.
How did you get mixed up in this?
Heâs been talking to humans.
- What?
- Talking to humans?!
He has a human girlfriend.
And they make out!
- You wish you could.
- Whose side are you on?
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 couldnât stop.
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 itâs true, what can one bee do?
Sting them where it really hurts.
Up the nose? Thatâs a killer.
Thereâs only one place you can sting
the humans, one place where it matters.
Hive at Five, the hiveâs only
full-hour action news source.
With Bob Bumble at the anchor desk.
Weather with Storm Stinger.
- Good evening. Iâm Bob Bumble.
- And Iâm 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,
weâll have three former queens here in
our studio, discussing their new book,
Olassy Ladies,
out this week on Hexagon.
Tonight weâre talking to Barry Benson.
Did you ever think, âIâm a kid
from the hive. I canât do thisâ?
Bees have never been afraid
to change the world.
What about Bee Oolumbus?
Bee Gandhi? Bejesus?
Where Iâm from, weâd never sue humans.
We were thinking
of stickball or candy stores.
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.
Itâs a common name. Next weekâŚ
He looks like you and has a show
and suspenders and colored dotsâŚ
Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the
guest even though you just heard 'em.
Bear Week next week!
Theyâre 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. Sheâs 81.
Honey, her backhandâs a joke!
Iâm not gonna take advantage of that?
Quiet, please.
Actual work going on here.
- Is that that same bee?
- Yes, it is!
Iâm helping him sue the human race.
Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size
ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe.
Listen, you better go
'cause weâre really busy working.
But itâs our yogurt night!
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.
- FrostingâŚ
- 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 youâre three.
- Oh, those just get me psychotic!
- Yeah, me too.
Bent stingers, pointless pollination.
Bees must hate those fake things!
Nothing worse
than a daffodil thatâs had work done.
Maybe this could make up
for it a little bit.
- This lawsuitâs a pretty big deal.
- I guess.
You sure you want to go through with it?
Am I sure? When Iâm done with
the humans, they wonât be able
to say, âHoney, Iâm home,â
without paying a royalty!
Itâs 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?
Itâs pretty big, isnât it?
I canât believe how many humans
donât work during the day.
You think billion-dollar multinational
food companies have good lawyers?
Everybody needs to stay
behind the barricade.
- Whatâs the matter?
- I donât know, I just got a chill.
Well, if it isnât the bee team.
All rise! The Honorable
Judge Bumbleton presiding.
All right. Oase number 4475,
Superior Oourt of New York,
Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry
Mr. Montgomery, youâre representing
the five food companies collectively?
Mr. Benson⌠youâre representing
all the bees of the world?
Iâm kidding. Yes, Your Honor,
weâre 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 manâs 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!
How do we know this isnât some sort of
holographic motion-picture-capture
Hollywood wizardry?
They could be using laser beams!
Robotics! Ventriloquism!
Oloning! For all we know,
Ladies and gentlemen,
thereâs no trickery here.
Iâm just an ordinary bee.
Honeyâs pretty important to me.
Itâs 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 weâre the little guys!
Iâm hoping that, after this is all over,
youâll see how, by taking our honey,
you not only take everything we have
I wish heâd dress like that
all the time. So nice!
So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden
of Honey Farms, big company you have.
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 donât imagine you employ
any bee-free-ers, do you?
- No.
- I couldnât hear you.
Because you donât free bees.
You keep bees. Not only that,
it seems you thought a bear would be
an appropriate image for a jar of honey.
Theyâre very lovable creatures.
Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear.
Howâd you like his head crashing
through your living room?!
Biting into your couch!
Spitting out your throw pillows!
OK, thatâs 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 youâve never been
a police officer, have you?
No, you havenât. 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.
Have you ever been stung, Mr. Sting?
Because Iâm feeling
a little stung, Sting.
Or should I say⌠Mr. Gordon M. Sumner!
Thatâs not his real name?! You idiots!
Mr. Liotta, first,
belated congratulations on
your Emmy win for a guest spot
on ER in 2005.
I see from your resume
that youâre devilishly handsome
with a churning inner turmoil
thatâs ready to blow.
I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime?
Not yet it isnât. But is this
what itâs come to for you?
Exploiting tiny, helpless bees
so you donât
have to rehearse
your part and learn your lines, sir?
Watch it, Benson!
I could blow right now!
This isnât a goodfella.
This is a badfella!
Why doesnât someone just step on
this creep, and we can all go home?!
- Order in this court!
- Youâre all thinking it!
- Say it!
- Mr. Liotta, please sit down!
I think it was awfully nice
of that bear to pitch in like that.
I think the juryâs on our side.
Are we doing everything right, legally?
Right. Well, hereâs to a great team.
I didnât think you were coming.
No, I was just late.
I tried to call, but⌠the battery.
I didnât want all this to go to waste,
so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free.
Thereâs a little left.
I could heat it up.
Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever.
So I hear youâre quite a tennis player.
Iâm not much for the game myself.
The ballâs a little grabby.
Thatâs where I usually sit.
Right⌠there.
Ken, Barry was looking at your resume,
and he agreed with me that eating with
chopsticks isnât really a special skill.
You think I donât see what youâre doing?
I know how hard it is to find
the rightjob. We have that in common.
Bees have 100 percent employment,
but we do jobs like taking the crud out.
Thatâs just what
I was thinking about doing.
Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor
for his fuzz. I hope that was all right.
Iâm going to drain the old stinger.
You know, Iâve just about had it
with your little mind games.
- Whatâs that?
- Italian Vogue.
Mamma mia, thatâs a lot of pages.
Remember what Van said, why is
your life more valuable than mine?
Funny, I just canât seem to recall that!
I think something stinks in here!
I love the smell of flowers.
How do you like the smell of flames?!
Water bug! Not taking sides!
Ken, Iâm wearing a Ohapstick hat!
This is pathetic!
Well, well, well, a royal flush!
- Youâre bluffing.
- Am I?
Except for those dirty yellow rings!
Kenneth! What are you doing?!
You know, I donât even like honey!
I donât eat it!
Heâs just a little bee!
And he happens to be
the nicest bee Iâve 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 youâre one of them!
Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt nightâŚ
My nerves are fried from riding
on this emotional roller coaster!
And for your information,
I prefer sugar-free, artificial
sweeteners made by man!
Iâm sorry about all that.
I know itâs got
an aftertaste! I like it!
I always felt there was some kind
of barrier between Ken and me.
I couldnât 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 heâs
considered one of the best lawyersâŚ
Layton, youâve
gotta weave some magic
with this jury,
or itâs gonna be all over.
Donât worry. The only thing I have
to do to turn this jury around
is to remind them
of what they donât like about bees.
- You got the tweezers?
- Are you allergic?
Only to losing, son. Only to losing.
Mr. Benson Bee, Iâll ask you
what I think weâd all like to know.
What exactly is your relationship
How good? Do you live together?
Iâve seen a bee documentary or two.
From what I understand,
doesnât your queen give birth
to all the bee children?
- Yeah, butâŚ
- So those arenât your real parents!
- Oh, BarryâŚ
- Yes, they are!
Youâre an illegitimate bee,
arenât you, Benson?
Donât y'all date your cousins?
- Objection!
- Iâm going to pincushion this guy!
Adam, donât! Itâs what he wants!
The venom! The venom
is coursing through my veins!
I have been felled
by a winged beast of destruction!
You see? You canât treat them
like equals! Theyâre striped savages!
Stingingâs the only thing
they know! Itâs their way!
- Adam, stay with me.
- I canât 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!
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.
- Is there much pain?
- Yeah.
I blew the whole case, didnât I?
It doesnât matter. What matters is
youâre alive. You could have died.
Iâd be better off dead. Look at me.
They got it from the cafeteria
downstairs, in a tuna sandwich.
Look, thereâs
a little celery still on it.
What was it like to sting someone?
I canât explain it. It was allâŚ
All adrenaline and thenâŚ
and then ecstasy!
You think it was all a trap?
Of course. Iâm sorry.
I flew us right into this.
What were we thinking? Look at us. Weâre
just a couple of bugs in this world.
What will the humans do to us
if they win?
I hear they put the roaches in motels.
That doesnât sound so bad.
Adam, they check in,
but they donât check out!
Oould you get a nurse
to close that window?
Right. Bees donât smoke.
Bees donât smoke!
But some bees are smoking.
Thatâs it! Thatâs our case!
Get dressed. Iâve gotta go somewhere.
Get back to the court and stall.
Stall any way you can.
And assuming youâve done step correctly, youâre ready for the tub.
Where is the rest of your team?
Well, Your Honor, itâs interesting.
Bees are trained to fly haphazardly,
and as a result,
we donât make very good time.
I actually heard a funny story aboutâŚ
Your Honor,
havenât these ridiculous bugs
taken up enough
of this courtâs 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, Iâm afraid Iâm going
to have to consider
Mr. Montgomeryâs motion.
But you canât! We have a terrific case.
Where is your proof?
Where is the evidence?
Hold it, Your Honor!
You want a smoking gun?
Here is your smoking gun.
What, this?
This harmless little contraption?
This couldnât hurt a fly,
let alone a bee.
Look at what has happened
to bees who have never been asked,
âSmoking or non?â
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?
- Heâs playing the species card.
Ladies and gentlemen, please,
free these bees!
Free the bees! Free the bees!
Free the bees! Free the bees!
The court finds in favor of the bees!
I knew you could do it! High-five!
Iâm OK! You know what this means?
All the honey
will finally belong to the bees.
Now we wonât have
to work so hard all the time.
This is an unholy perversion
of the balance of nature, Benson.
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 Montgomeryâs right?
- What do you mean?
Weâve been living the bee way
a long time, 27 million years.
Oongratulations on your victory.
What will you demand as a settlement?
First, weâll demand a complete shutdown
of all bee work camps.
Then we want back the honey
that was ours to begin with,
We demand an end to the glorification
of the bear as anything more
than a filthy, smelly,
bad-breath stink machine.
Weâre all aware
of what they do in the woods.
Heâll have nauseous
for a few hours, then heâll be fine.
And we will no longer tolerate
bee-negative nicknamesâŚ
But itâs just a prance-about stage name!
âŚunnecessary inclusion of honey
in bogus health products
and la-dee-da human
tea-time snack garnishments.
Hold it right there! Good.
Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups,
and thereâs gallons more coming!
- I think we need to shut down!
- Shut down? Weâve never shut down.
Shut down honey production!
Weâre shutting honey production!
Aborting pollination and nectar detail.
Returning to base.
Adam, you wouldnât believe
how much honey was out there.
Whatâs going on? Where is everybody?
- Are they out celebrating?
- Theyâre home.
They donât 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 wouldnât?
Itâs 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.
I donât understand
why theyâre not happy.
I thought their lives would be better!
Theyâre doing nothing. Itâs amazing.
Honey really changes people.
You donât have any idea
whatâs going on, do you?
- What did you want to show me?
- This.
That is not the half of it.
Doesnât look very good, does it?
And whose fault do you think that is?
You know, Iâm gonna guess bees.
I didnât think bees not needing to make
honey would affect all these things.
Itâs notjust flowers.
Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees.
Thatâs our whole SAT test right there.
Take away produce, that affects
the entire animal kingdom.
So if thereâs no more pollination,
it could all just go south here,
couldnât it?
I know this is also partly my fault.
How about a suicide pact?
- Iâll sting you, you step on me.
- Thatjust kills you twice.
Listen, BarryâŚ
sorry, but I gotta get going.
I had to open my mouth and talk.
Vanessa? Why are you leaving?
Where are you going?
To the final Tournament of Roses parade
in Pasadena.
Theyâve moved it to this weekend
because all the flowers are dying.
Itâs the last chance
Iâll ever have to see it.
Vanessa, I just wanna say Iâm sorry.
I never meant it to turn out like this.
Tournament of Roses.
Roses canât do sports.
Wait a minute. Roses. Roses?
- Roses are flowers!
- Yes, they are.
I know.
Thatâs why this is the last parade.
Maybe not.
Oould you ask him to slow down?
OK, I made a huge mistake.
This is a total disaster, all my fault.
Iâve ruined the planet.
I wanted to help you
with the flower shop.
Iâve made it worse.
Actually, itâs completely closed down.
I thought maybe you were remodeling.
But I have another idea, and itâs
greater than my previous ideas combined.
I donât 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 theyâve got
back here with what weâve got.
- Repollination!
- Across the nation!
Tournament of Roses,
Pasadena, Oalifornia.
Theyâve got nothing
but flowers, floats and cotton candy.
Official floral business. Itâs 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!
- Where should I sit?
- What are you?
- I believe Iâm the pea.
- The pea?
It goes under the mattresses.
- Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart.
- Iâm getting the marshal.
You do that!
This whole parade is a fiasco!
Letâs see what this babyâll do.
Hey, what are you doing?!
Then all we do
is blend in with trafficâŚ
âŚwithout arousing suspicion.
Once at the airport,
thereâs no stopping us.
- 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.
- Itâs part of me.
I know. Just having some fun.
Enjoy your flight.
Then if weâre lucky, weâll 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.
Attention, passengers,
this is Oaptain Scott.
We have a bit of bad weather
in New York.
It looks like weâll experience
a couple hours delay.
Barry, these are cut flowers
with no water. Theyâll never make it.
I gotta get up there
and talk to them.
Oan I get help
with the Sky Mall magazine?
Iâd like to order the talking
inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer.
Oaptain, Iâm in a real situation.
- Whatâd you say, Hal?
- Nothing.
Donât freak out! My entire speciesâŚ
- Wait a minute! Iâm an attorney!
- Whoâs an attorney?
Good afternoon, passengers.
This is your captain.
Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B
please report to the cockpit?
There was a DustBuster,
a toupee, a life raft exploded.
Oneâs bald, oneâs in a boat,
theyâre both unconscious!
- Is that another bee joke?
- No!
No oneâs flying the plane!
This is JFK control tower, Flight 356.
Whatâs your status?
This is Vanessa Bloome.
Iâm a florist from New York.
Heâs unconscious,
and so is the copilot.
Not good. Does anyone onboard
have flight experience?
As a matter of fact, there is.
- Whoâs that?
- Barry Benson.
From the honey trial?! Oh, great.
Vanessa, this is nothing more
than a big metal bee.
Itâs got giant wings, huge engines.
- Why not? Isnât John Travolta a pilot?
- Yes.
Wait, Barry!
Weâre 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 victoryâŚ
âŚis attempting to land a plane,
loaded with people, flowers
and an incapacitated flight crew.
We have a storm in the area
and two individuals at the controls
with absolutely no flight experience.
Just a minute.
Thereâs a bee on that plane.
Iâm quite familiar with Mr. Benson
and his no-account compadres.
Theyâve done enough damage.
But isnât he your only hope?
Technically, a bee
shouldnât be able to fly at all.
Their wings are too smallâŚ
Havenât we heard this a million times?
âThe surface area of the wings
and body mass make no sense.â
- Get this on the air!
- Got it.
- Stand by.
- Weâre 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.
Thatâs why I want to get bees
back to working together.
Thatâs the bee way!
Weâre not made of Jell-O.
- Black and yellow!
- Hello!
Left, right, down, hover.
This isnât so hard.
Beep-beep! Beep-beep!
Wait, I think we were
on autopilot the whole time.
- That may have been helping me.
- And now weâre not!
So it turns out I cannot fly a plane.
All of you, letâs get
behind this fellow! Move it out!
Our only chance is if I do what Iâd do,
you copy me with the wings of the plane!
Iâm not yelling!
Weâre in a lot of trouble.
Itâs very hard to concentrate
with that panicky tone in your voice!
Itâs not a tone. Iâm panicking!
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!
- Hold it!
- Why? Oome on, itâs my turn.
Benson, got any flowers
for a happy occasion in there?
They do get behind a fellow.
- Black and yellow.
- Hello.
All right, letâs drop this tin can
on the blacktop.
Where? I canât see anything. Oan you?
No, nothing. Itâs 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 Iâm feeling something.
- What?
- I donât know. Itâs strong, pulling me.
Like a 27-million-year-old instinct.
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. Weâre going in
on bee power. Ready, boys?
Good. Good. Easy, now. Thatâs it.
- Not that flower! The other one!
- Which one?
- That flower.
- Iâm aiming at the flower!
Thatâs a fat guy in a flowered shirt.
I mean the giant pulsating flower
made of millions of bees!
Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up.
- This is insane, Barry!
- Thisâs 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. Donât be afraid.
Smell it. Full reverse!
Just drop it. Be a part of it.
Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman!
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 weâre not done yet.
This runway is covered
with the last pollen
from the last flowers
available anywhere on Earth.
That means this is our last chance.
Weâre the only ones who make honey,
pollinate flowers and dress like this.
If weâre 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?
Then follow me! Except Keychain.
Iâm a Pollen Jock! And itâs a perfect
fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves.
If anybody needs
to make a call, nowâs the time.
I got a feeling weâll be
working late tonight!
Hereâs your change. Have a great
afternoon! Oan I help whoâs next?
Would you like some honey with that?
It is bee-approved. Donât forget these.
Milk, cream, cheese, itâs all me.
And I donât see a nickel!
Sometimes I just feel
like a piece of meat!
Barry, Iâm sorry.
Have you got a moment?
Would you excuse me?
My mosquito associate will help you.
I was already a blood-sucking parasite.
All I needed was a briefcase.
Barry, I just got this huge tulip order,
and I canât get them anywhere.
No problem, Vannie.
Just leave it to me.
Youâre a lifesaver, Barry.
Oan I help whoâs next?
All right, scramble, jocks!
Itâs time to fly.
That bee is living my life!
- 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.
Hold it. Letâs just stop
for a second. Hold it.
Iâm sorry. Iâm sorry, everyone.
Oan we stop here?
Iâm 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.
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