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|
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| relieved. Now we only have
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| to make one decision in life.
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| BARRY:
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| But, Adam, how could they
| |
| never have told us that?
| |
| ADAM:
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| Why would you question anything?
| |
| We're bees.
| |
| :
| |
| We're the most perfectly
| |
| functioning society on Earth.
| |
|
| |
| BARRY:
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| You ever think maybe things
| |
| work a little too well here?
| |
| ADAM:
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| Like what? Give me one example.
| |
| (Barry and Adam stop walking and it is revealed to the audience that
| |
| hundreds of cars are speeding by and narrowly missing them in perfect
| |
| unison)
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| BARRY:
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| I don't know. But you know
| |
| what I'm talking about.
| |
| ANNOUNCER:
| |
| Please clear the gate.
| |
| Royal Nectar Force on approach.
| |
| BARRY:
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| Wait a second. Check it out.
| |
| (The Pollen jocks fly in, circle around and landing in line)
| |
| :
| |
| - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - Wow.
| |
| :
| |
| I've never seen them this close.
| |
| BARRY:
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| They know what it's like
| |
| outside the hive.
| |
| ADAM:
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| Yeah, but some don't come back.
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| GIRL BEES:
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| - Hey, Jocks!
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| - Hi, Jocks!
| |
| (The Pollen Jocks hook up their backpacks to machines that pump the nectar
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| to trucks, which drive away)
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|
| |
| LOU LO DUVA:
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| You guys did great!
| |
| :
| |
| You're monsters!
| |
| You're sky freaks!
| |
| I love it!
| |
| (Punching the Pollen Jocks in joy)
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| I love it!
| |
| ADAM:
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| - I wonder where they were.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - 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.
| |
| ADAM==
| |
| Right.
| |
| (Barry and Adam are covered in some pollen that floated off of the Pollen
| |
| Jocks)
| |
| BARRY:
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| Look at that. That's more pollen
| |
| than you and I will see in a lifetime.
| |
| ADAM:
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| It's just a status symbol.
| |
| Bees make too much of it.
| |
| BARRY:
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| Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it
| |
| and the ladies see you wearing it.
| |
| (Barry waves at 2 girls standing a little away from them)
| |
|
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| ADAM==
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| Those ladies?
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| Aren't they our cousins too?
| |
| BARRY:
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| Distant. Distant.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
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| Look at these two.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #2:
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| - Couple of Hive Harrys.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
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| - Let's have fun with them.
| |
| GIRL BEE #1:
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| It must be dangerous
| |
| being a Pollen Jock.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Yeah. Once a bear pinned me
| |
| against a mushroom!
| |
| :
| |
| He had a paw on my throat,
| |
| and with the other, he was slapping me!
| |
| (Slaps Adam with his hand to represent his scenario)
| |
| GIRL BEE #2:
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| - Oh, my!
| |
| BARRY:
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| - I never thought I'd knock him out.
| |
| GIRL BEE #1:
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| (Looking at Adam)
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| What were you doing during this?
| |
| ADAM:
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| Obviously I was trying to alert the authorities.
| |
| BARRY:
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| I can autograph that.
| |
|
| |
| (The pollen jocks walk up to Barry and Adam, they pretend that Barry and
| |
| Adam really are pollen jocks.)
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
| |
| A little gusty out there today,
| |
| wasn't it, comrades?
| |
| BARRY:
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| Yeah. Gusty.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
| |
| We're hitting a sunflower patch
| |
| six miles from here tomorrow.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - Six miles, huh?
| |
| ADAM:
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| - Barry!
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #2:
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| A puddle jump for us,
| |
| but maybe you're not up for it.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - Maybe I am.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - You are not!
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
| |
| We're going 0900 at J-Gate.
| |
| :
| |
| What do you think, buzzy-boy?
| |
| Are you bee enough?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| I might be. It all depends
| |
| on what 0900 means.
| |
| (The scene cuts to Barry looking out on the hive-city from his balcony at
| |
| night)
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
|
| |
| Hey, Honex!
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Dad, you surprised me.
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| You decide what you're interested in?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - Well, there's a lot of choices.
| |
| - But you only get one.
| |
| :
| |
| Do you ever get bored
| |
| doing the same job every day?
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| 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.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| You know, Dad,
| |
| the more I think about it,
| |
| :
| |
| maybe the honey field
| |
| just isn't right for me.
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| 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!
| |
| JANET:
| |
| - Barry, you are so funny sometimes.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - I'm not trying to be funny.
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| You're not funny! You're going
| |
| into honey. Our son, the stirrer!
| |
| JANET:
| |
| - You're gonna be a stirrer?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - No one's listening to me!
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| Wait till you see the sticks I have.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| I could say anything right now.
| |
| I'm gonna get an ant tattoo!
| |
| (Barry's parents don't listen to him and continue to ramble on)
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| Let's open some honey and celebrate!
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Maybe I'll pierce my thorax.
| |
| Shave my antennae.
| |
| :
| |
| Shack up with a grasshopper. Get
| |
| a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"!
| |
| JANET:
| |
| I'm so proud.
| |
| (The scene cuts to Barry and Adam waiting in line to get a job)
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - We're starting work today!
| |
|
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - Today's the day.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Come on! All the good jobs
| |
| will be gone.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Yeah, right.
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring,
| |
| stirrer, front desk, hair removal...
| |
| BEE IN FRONT OF LINE:
| |
| - Is it still available?
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| - Hang on. Two left!
| |
| :
| |
| One of them's yours! Congratulations!
| |
| Step to the side.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - What'd you get?
| |
| BEE IN FRONT OF LINE:
| |
| - Picking crud out. Stellar!
| |
| (He walks away)
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Wow!
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| Couple of newbies?
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready!
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| Make your choice.
| |
| (Adam and Barry look up at the job board. There are hundreds of constantly
| |
| changing panels that contain available or unavailable jobs. It looks very
| |
| confusing)
| |
|
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - You want to go first?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - No, you go.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Oh, my. What's available?
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| Restroom attendant's open,
| |
| not for the reason you think.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - Any chance of getting the Krelman?
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| - Sure, you're on.
| |
| (Puts the Krelman finger-hat on Adam's head)
| |
| (Suddenly the sign for Krelman closes out)
| |
| :
| |
| I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out.
| |
| (Takes Adam's hat off)
| |
| Wax monkey's always open.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| The Krelman opened up again.
| |
| :
| |
| What happened?
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| 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!
| |
|
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Oh, this is so hard!
| |
| (Barry remembers what the Pollen Jock offered him and he flies off)
| |
| Heating, cooling,
| |
| stunt bee, pourer, stirrer,
| |
| :
| |
| humming, inspector number seven,
| |
| lint coordinator, stripe supervisor,
| |
| :
| |
| mite wrangler. Barry, what
| |
| do you think I should... Barry?
| |
| (Adam turns around and sees Barry flying away)
| |
| :
| |
| Barry!
| |
| POLLEN JOCK:
| |
| All right, we've got the sunflower patch
| |
| in quadrant nine...
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| (Through phone)
| |
| What happened to you?
| |
| Where are you?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - I'm going out.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - Out? Out where?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - Out there.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - Oh, no!
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| I have to, before I go
| |
| to work for the rest of my life.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
|
| |
| You're gonna die! You're crazy!
| |
| (Barry hangs up)
| |
| Hello?
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #2:
| |
| Another call coming in.
| |
| :
| |
| If anyone's feeling brave,
| |
| there's a Korean deli on 83rd
| |
| :
| |
| that gets their roses today.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Hey, guys.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1 ==
| |
| - Look at that.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #2:
| |
| - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday?
| |
| LOU LO DUVA:
| |
| Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
| |
| It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him up.
| |
| (Puts hand on Barry's shoulder)
| |
| LOU LO DUVA:
| |
|
| |
|
| |
| [[ relieved. Now we only have
| |
| to make one decision in life.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| But, Adam, how could they
| |
| never have told us that?
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Why would you question anything?
| |
| We're bees.
| |
| :
| |
| We're the most perfectly
| |
| functioning society on Earth.
| |
|
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| You ever think maybe things
| |
| work a little too well here?
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Like what? Give me one example.
| |
| (Barry and Adam stop walking and it is revealed to the audience that
| |
| hundreds of cars are speeding by and narrowly missing them in perfect
| |
| unison)
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| I don't know. But you know
| |
| what I'm talking about.
| |
| ANNOUNCER:
| |
| Please clear the gate.
| |
| Royal Nectar Force on approach.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Wait a second. Check it out.
| |
| (The Pollen jocks fly in, circle around and landing in line)
| |
| :
| |
| - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - Wow.
| |
| :
| |
| I've never seen them this close.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| They know what it's like
| |
| outside the hive.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Yeah, but some don't come back.
| |
| GIRL BEES:
| |
| - Hey, Jocks!
| |
| - Hi, Jocks!
| |
| (The Pollen Jocks hook up their backpacks to machines that pump the nectar
| |
| to trucks, which drive away)
| |
|
| |
| LOU LO DUVA:
| |
| You guys did great!
| |
| :
| |
| You're monsters!
| |
| You're sky freaks!
| |
| I love it!
| |
| (Punching the Pollen Jocks in joy)
| |
| I love it!
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - I wonder where they were.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - 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.
| |
| ADAM==
| |
| Right.
| |
| (Barry and Adam are covered in some pollen that floated off of the Pollen
| |
| Jocks)
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Look at that. That's more pollen
| |
| than you and I will see in a lifetime.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| It's just a status symbol.
| |
| Bees make too much of it.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it
| |
| and the ladies see you wearing it.
| |
| (Barry waves at 2 girls standing a little away from them)
| |
|
| |
| ADAM==
| |
| Those ladies?
| |
| Aren't they our cousins too?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Distant. Distant.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
| |
| Look at these two.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #2:
| |
| - Couple of Hive Harrys.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
| |
| - Let's have fun with them.
| |
| GIRL BEE #1:
| |
| It must be dangerous
| |
| being a Pollen Jock.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Yeah. Once a bear pinned me
| |
| against a mushroom!
| |
| :
| |
| He had a paw on my throat,
| |
| and with the other, he was slapping me!
| |
| (Slaps Adam with his hand to represent his scenario)
| |
| GIRL BEE #2:
| |
| - Oh, my!
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - I never thought I'd knock him out.
| |
| GIRL BEE #1:
| |
| (Looking at Adam)
| |
| What were you doing during this?
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Obviously I was trying to alert the authorities.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| I can autograph that.
| |
|
| |
| (The pollen jocks walk up to Barry and Adam, they pretend that Barry and
| |
| Adam really are pollen jocks.)
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
| |
| A little gusty out there today,
| |
| wasn't it, comrades?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Yeah. Gusty.
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
| |
| We're hitting a sunflower patch
| |
| six miles from here tomorrow.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - Six miles, huh?
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - Barry!
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #2:
| |
| A puddle jump for us,
| |
| but maybe you're not up for it.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - Maybe I am.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - You are not!
| |
| POLLEN JOCK #1:
| |
| We're going 0900 at J-Gate.
| |
| :
| |
| What do you think, buzzy-boy?
| |
| Are you bee enough?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| I might be. It all depends
| |
| on what 0900 means.
| |
| (The scene cuts to Barry looking out on the hive-city from his balcony at
| |
| night)
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
|
| |
| Hey, Honex!
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Dad, you surprised me.
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| You decide what you're interested in?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - Well, there's a lot of choices.
| |
| - But you only get one.
| |
| :
| |
| Do you ever get bored
| |
| doing the same job every day?
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| 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.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| You know, Dad,
| |
| the more I think about it,
| |
| :
| |
| maybe the honey field
| |
| just isn't right for me.
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| 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!
| |
| JANET:
| |
| - Barry, you are so funny sometimes.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - I'm not trying to be funny.
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| You're not funny! You're going
| |
| into honey. Our son, the stirrer!
| |
| JANET:
| |
| - You're gonna be a stirrer?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - No one's listening to me!
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| Wait till you see the sticks I have.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| I could say anything right now.
| |
| I'm gonna get an ant tattoo!
| |
| (Barry's parents don't listen to him and continue to ramble on)
| |
| MARTIN:
| |
| Let's open some honey and celebrate!
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Maybe I'll pierce my thorax.
| |
| Shave my antennae.
| |
| :
| |
| Shack up with a grasshopper. Get
| |
| a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"!
| |
| JANET:
| |
| I'm so proud.
| |
| (The scene cuts to Barry and Adam waiting in line to get a job)
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - We're starting work today!
| |
|
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - Today's the day.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Come on! All the good jobs
| |
| will be gone.
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| Yeah, right.
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring,
| |
| stirrer, front desk, hair removal...
| |
| BEE IN FRONT OF LINE:
| |
| - Is it still available?
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| - Hang on. Two left!
| |
| :
| |
| One of them's yours! Congratulations!
| |
| Step to the side.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - What'd you get?
| |
| BEE IN FRONT OF LINE:
| |
| - Picking crud out. Stellar!
| |
| (He walks away)
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Wow!
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| Couple of newbies?
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready!
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| Make your choice.
| |
| (Adam and Barry look up at the job board. There are hundreds of constantly
| |
| changing panels that contain available or unavailable jobs. It looks very
| |
| confusing)
| |
|
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - You want to go first?
| |
| BARRY:
| |
| - No, you go.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Oh, my. What's available?
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| Restroom attendant's open,
| |
| not for the reason you think.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| - Any chance of getting the Krelman?
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| - Sure, you're on.
| |
| (Puts the Krelman finger-hat on Adam's head)
| |
| (Suddenly the sign for Krelman closes out)
| |
| :
| |
| I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out.
| |
| (Takes Adam's hat off)
| |
| Wax monkey's always open.
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| The Krelman opened up again.
| |
| :
| |
| What happened?
| |
| JOB LISTER:
| |
| 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!
| |
|
| |
| ADAM:
| |
| Oh, this is so hard!
| |
| (Barry remembers what the Pollen Jock offered him and he flies off)
| |
| Heating, cooling,
| |
| stunt bee, pourer, stirrer,
| |
| :
| |
| humming, inspector number seven,
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| lint coordinator, stripe supervisor,
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| :
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| mite wrangler. Barry, what
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| do you think I should... Barry?
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| (Adam turns around and sees Barry flying away)
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| :
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| Barry!
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| POLLEN JOCK:
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| All right, we've got the sunflower patch
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| in quadrant nine...
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| ADAM:
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| (Through phone)
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| What happened to you?
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| Where are you?
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| BARRY:
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| - I'm going out.
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| ADAM:
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| - Out? Out where?
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| BARRY:
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| - Out there.
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| ADAM:
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| - Oh, no!
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| BARRY:
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| I have to, before I go
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| to work for the rest of my life.
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| ADAM:
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|
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| You're gonna die! You're crazy!
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| (Barry hangs up)
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| Hello?
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| POLLEN JOCK #2:
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| Another call coming in.
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| :
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| If anyone's feeling brave,
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| there's a Korean deli on 83rd
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| :
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| that gets their roses today.
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| BARRY:
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| Hey, guys.
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| POLLEN JOCK #1 ==
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| - Look at that.
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| POLLEN JOCK #2:
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| - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday?
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| LOU LO DUVA:
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| Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted.
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| POLLEN JOCK #1:
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| It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him up.
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| (Puts hand on Barry's shoulder)
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| LOU LO DUVA:
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