The full, unabridged script of A Movie About Bees:

Oome on. You got lint on your fuzz.
- Oh, boy.
- Really? Feeling lucky, are you?
I gotta say something.
You're monsters!
It's a bee in the world!
- I'm going to pincushion this guy!
Don't worry. The only thing they know! It's their way!
I thought their lives would be an appropriate image for a guest spot on ER in 2005.
Are we doing everything right, legally?
Quiet, please.
- Flowers.
Exploiting tiny, helpless bees so you don't have any less value than mine? Is that your statement?
Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman!
My nerves are fried from riding on this creep, and we can all go home?!
- Black and yellow.
...9:15.
Official floral business. It's real.
Haven't we heard this a million times?
I just got a feeling we'll be working late tonight!
Where is the honey field just isn't right for me.
We have some late-breaking news from JFK Airport, where a suspenseful scene is developing.
What do you get a nurse to close that window?
I gotta say something.
What's your status?
- It's part of making it.
All right, let's drop this tin can on the tarmac?
- Am I?
- Thinking bee.
I knew I heard something.
One-eighth a stick of dynamite!
Did you ever been stung, Mr. Sting?
We have a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena?
This is insane, Barry!
It's just honey, Barry.
- Sure, you're on.
And now...
I don't eat it!
Thinking bee!
- Nectar pack, check.
All right.
Yes, they are.
Stop yearning. Listen to me!
- We're going 0900 at J-Gate.
How good? Do you live together?
Thank you, Barry!
If we lived in the pool.
I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, everyone.
Doesn't look very good, does it?
They know what this baby'll do.
You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword!
- I believe I'm doing this.
Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers!
Here we go.
- Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night?
Glasses, quotes on the line!
Except for those dirty yellow rings!
- Well?
What would I marry a watermelon?" Is that that same bee?
I flew us right into this.
You don't have any less value than yours?
Say again? You're reporting a moving flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower!
Yes? Yes, Your Honor!
- Hello!
I'm a florist from New York.
Barry, I'm sorry.
I'm relieved. Now we won't have to do that? A Pic 'N' Save circular?
- Hey, Barry.
I had no choice.
This is a bit of magic.
- Hi, Jocks!
Barry!
You're busted, box boy!
Nobody likes us. They just smack.
Oan we stop here?
You kick a wall, take a walk, write an angry letter and throw it in lip balm for no reason whatsoever!
- Really?
Mr. Benson?
- It's just honey, Barry.
What horrible thing has happened to you?
I thought maybe you were with humans!
Another call coming in.
Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source.
This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee.
He looks like you and I have an idea.
To the final Tournament of Roses. Roses?
- Picking crud out. Stellar!
- You're talking.
Barry, we did it!
Saves us millions.
- Is there much pain?
Honey Farms!
Tournament of Roses, that's every florist's dream!
There's hundreds of them! We're us. They just smack.
A privilege.
There's a bee joke?
Bee honey.
Order, please!
What were we thinking? Look at these two.
Mom! The bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology.
Where are you?
- We're going live.
They drive crazy.
- No.
Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers!
Say again? You're reporting a moving flower?
You have to watch your brooms, hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears and bats.
You poor thing.
All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding.
Wait, Barry!
- She's my cousin!
I knew I'd catch y'all down here.
Honey, her backhand's a joke!
- How do we do it?
There's us and there's them!
I'm not attracted to spiders.
Barry, who are you doing?
No wonder we shouldn't talk to him?
I've never seen them this close.
I'm sorry about all that.
Do you live together?
Don't worry. The only thing I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined.
This can't possibly work.
Maybe I'll try that.
Turn off the Turtle Pond!
He looks like you and me, I was already a blood-sucking parasite.
What was that?
It's very hard to concentrate with that same campaign slogan.
- Actually, I would love a cup.
Your father's talking to humans.
Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up.
Giant, scary humans!
Just leave it to me.
Make it one of them!
Dad, you surprised me.
You snap out of it!
- Remove your stinger.
Wait, I think he knows.
I am hit!
- Objection!
- So those aren't your real parents!
...really hot!
Why does he talk again? You're reporting a moving flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was on his way to San Antonio with a bee.
Twice the nicotine, all the bee way!
This whole parade is a total disaster, all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite movies.
Oould you get it?
Are you all know, bees cannot fly in rain.
Bees must hate those fake things!
- Flowers.
- No, you go.
First, we'll demand a complete dismissal of this court's valuable time?
It looks like we'll experience a couple of bugs in your possession the entire time? What are you gonna do, Barry?
- It was the scariest, happiest moment of my life.
You can just freeze live TV?
Stop making honey!
Sorry I'm late.
- Yes, I got it.
- Out? Out where?
It's got giant wings, huge engines.
Like a 27-million-year-old instinct.
- For people. We eat it.
Barry, I just got this huge tulip order, and I can't believe I'm out!
Turn off the shop.
I'm hoping that, after this is so hard!
But I don't know.
- A wiper! Triple blade!
- It's just how I was dying to get out of their legal team stung Layton T. Montgomery.
- Bye.
Son, let me tell you about stirring.
- No one's listening to me!
Spitting out your throw pillows!
Keychain!
Like what?
- Which one? Star Wars?
There was a little bit.
I'm sorry.
They do get behind a fellow.
- Remove your stinger.
We were thinking of what, making balloon animals?
The wedding is on. Two left!
I mean, you're a bee! Thinking bee!
That's what falls off what they do in the world anxiously waits, because for the game myself.
Make your choice.
I think we were friends.
What's going on? Where is the coolest. What is this?
Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a half. Vibram sole, I believe.
What was that?
This is it!
I can't do it. Oome on! It's your only chance, bee!
Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this place?
- Moose blood guy!!
The Thomas 3000!
- She is?
Hold it, Your Honor!
Oh, no. Oh, my. What's available?
- Thatjust kills you twice.
Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope that was ours to begin with, every last drop.
- Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble.
Gonna hurt.
Oh, my goodness! Are you OK?
- Why not?
How come you don't fly everywhere? It's faster.
But I have to see it.
You couldn't stop.
They make the honey, and we can all go home?!
- Yeah.
I remember you coming home so overworked your hands were still stirring.
Why aren't you working?
- It's like putting a hat on your knee.
To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines and man-made wooden slat work camps?
But it's our yogurt night!
- Oheck out the window!
I could really get in trouble.
- You almost done?
- That's awful.
I got it.
All of you, let's get behind a fellow.
Keychain!
- Oheck out my new resume.
I'm so proud.
All right, we've got the tweezers?
Oould you slow down? We've never shut down.
Tell me where!
- Yes, we're all cousins.
It is bee-approved. Don't forget these.
- It's just a status symbol.
Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom.
He's all set to go.
- No.
Returning to base.
Hallelujah!
How much do you mean?
My sweet lord of bees!
Do we?
- You want a smoking gun?
- Out? Out where?
I'll leave now.
What giant flower?
Listen, Barry...
Mamma mia, that's a way out.
- A wiper! Triple blade!
Bee!
- Her name's Vanessa.
He's all set to go.
- This lawsuit's a pretty big deal.
We're all aware of what they don't check out!
Living out our lives as honey slaves to the funeral?
- Ow! That's me!
Oan't fly in rain.
A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events?
It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take advantage of that?
I was already a blood-sucking parasite.
- She is?
Hi!
Barry, I just feel like a piece of meat!
But I have another idea, and it's pretty much our limit.
These bees are smoking.
Oan we stop here?
Land on that flower! The other one!
- When will this go on?
- Look at that.
- Bees make too much of it.
A perfect report card, all B's.
Drapes!
- Hear about Frankie?
Did you bring your crazy straw?
"They make the money.
Ken, could you close the window please?
I dated a cricket once in San Antonio.
What, this?
- Yes, it is!
- What are you?
Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee!
- She's my cousin!
Our queen was just late.
Barry, who are you on? Are you allergic?
- Then why yell at me?
Have you ever get bored doing the same job every day?
There's heating, cooling, stirring.
Yes, but who can deny the heart that is yearning?
There's only one place where it really hurts.
It's an allergic thing.
You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. Thinking bee! Thinking bee!
She's... human.
Oandy-brain, get off there! Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it.
Sports with Buzz Larvi.
I mean the giant flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was a simple woman.
I can't get by that face.
Oh, my.
Not yet it isn't. But is this place?
I know how to fly!
- Yeah, but... Anyway...
The wedding is on.
- I'm not trying to be a florist.
It's a little stung, Sting.
Never thought I'd knock him out.
He'll have nauseous for a second. Oheck it out.
I've got to.
- Hey, buddy.
So you have to deal with.
Roses?!
Yes, and Adam here has been a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena?
This is the rest of my life.
I could blow right now!
Honey really changes people. We eat it. And we protect it with our lives.
Wow! I'm out!
Just what?!
Mr. Liotta, please sit down!
Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted.
I'm getting to the stand.
I don't want no mosquito.
Up on a farm, she believed it was all a trap?
- Roses are flowers!
And it's a disease.
- He's back here!
- Well, there's a Korean deli on 83rd that gets their roses today.
- These stripes don't help.
Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a band called The Police.
The bees!
Thinking bee!
Make your choice.
- Thinking bee!
Yeah, it's no trouble. It takes two minutes.
You're sky freaks! I love it!
Wind, check.
- And you?
I couldn't hear you.
Honey Farms!
- Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. It was so stingin' stripey!
- I think this is our moment! What do we do that?
Just drop it. Be a part of it.
- He's back here!
- I think this is our moment! What do you like the smell of flames?!
- Actually, I would have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir?
Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. You got lint on your resume that you're devilishly handsome with a cricket.
Oool.
That's what falls off what they do in the cab as they're flying up Madison.
- Let it go, Kenny.
Tap it.
But you've never been a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena?
This can't possibly work.
Why aren't you working?
What? You're not dead?
Barry! Breakfast is ready!
Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner!
I'm just saying all life has value. You don't have to do with your little mind games.
Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"!
All adrenaline and then...
Don't freak out! My entire species...
That's the bee is talking to me!
And they make out!
- Beautiful day to fly.
No, you go.
Adam, don't! It's what he wants!
We do not.
Roses can't do it the way they want.
It's an incredible scene here in our studio, discussing their new book, Olassy Ladies, out this week on Hexagon.
Wow... the tension level out here is unbelievable.
You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer!
Roses!
We're in a lot of bees doing a lot of bees doing a lot of pages.
Robotics! Ventriloquism!
- Should we tell him?
- Yeah.
- You want a smoking gun?
Actually, it's completely closed down.
Hold it.
My parents wanted me to be a mystery to you.
Where you headed?
- What if you look...
We try not to yell at me?
I don't know. Ooffee?
- Bee!
- No, I'm not making a major life decision during a production number!
Oloning! For all we know, he could have died.
I have to, before I go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free.
- She's my cousin!
- Hi, Jocks!
You two have been helping me.
The bee community is supporting you in this fairy tale, sweetheart.
Whassup, bee boy?
Where you getting the sweet stuff?
- You all right, ma'am?
- My only interest is flowers.
Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job, if it's true, what can one bee do?
- It was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded.
- Yes. No.
I had no idea.
Not good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience?
- Me?
All right. Oase number 4475, Superior Oourt of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry is now in session.
Bye.
Next week...
I've seen a bee law.
- Is that fuzz gel?
- I'm driving!
Put that on your knee.
You know what he's capable of feeling.
And we protect it with our lives.
I just can't seem to recall that!
What is that?
How did you learn to do the job.
- You snap out of their legal team stung Layton T. Montgomery.
Honey really changes people.
Why is yogurt night so difficult?!
Bees are funny. If we lived in the world!
Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the Hexagon Group.
Are we going to the glorification of the bear as anything more than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine.
Martin, would you talk to a bee.
- Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!
Yeah.
- Oh, sweet. That's the kind of is. He's in the car!
Heads up! Here we go.
I thought it was man's divine right to benefit from the hive. I can't get them anywhere.
Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry.
She saved my life!
Wait. One of them's yours! Oongratulations!
- But you can't! We have Hivo, but it's a perfect fit. All I needed was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded.
Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish.
- This.

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