Bee Movie Page #12

Vanessa:
Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning.

(An ominous lightning storm looms in front of the plane)

(We are now watching the Bee News)

Bob Bumble:
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...

Adam:
That's Barry!

Bob Bumble:
...is attempting to land a plane, loaded with people, flowers and an incapacitated flight crew.

Janet, Martin, Uncle Carl and Adam: Flowers?!

(The scene switches to the human news)

Reporter:
(Talking with Bob Bumble) We have a storm in the area and two individuals at the controls with absolutely no flight experience.

Bob Bumble:
Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane.

Bud:
I'm quite familiar with Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres. They've done enough damage.

Reporter:
But isn't he your only hope?

Bud:
Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at all. Their wings are too small...

Barry:
(Through radio) Haven't we heard this a million times? "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no sense."...

Bob Bumble:
Get this on the air!

Bee:
Got it.

Bee News Crew:
Stand by. We're going live!

Barry:
(Through radio on TV) ...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!

Bees:
Hello!

(The scene switches and Barry is teaching Vanessa how to fly)

Barry:
Left, right, down, hover.

Vanessa:
Hover?

Barry:
Forget hover.

Vanessa:
This isn't so hard. (Pretending to honk the horn) Beep-beep! Beep-beep!

(A Lightning bolt hits the plane and autopilot turns off)

Vanessa:
Barry, what happened?!

Barry:
Wait, I think we were on autopilot the whole time.

Vanessa:
That may have been helping me.

Barry:
And now we're not!

Vanessa:
So it turns out I cannot fly a plane.

(The plane plummets but we see Lou Lu Duva and the Pollen Jocks, along with multiple other bees flying towards the plane)

Lou Lu Duva:
All of you, let's get behind this fellow! Move it out! Move out!

(The scene switches back to Vanessa and Barry in the plane)

Barry:
Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy me with the wings of the plane!

(Barry sticks out his arms like an airplane and flys in front of Vanessa's face)

Vanessa:
Don't have to yell.

Barry:
I'm not yelling! We're in a lot of trouble.

Vanessa:
It's very hard to concentrate with that panicky tone in your voice!

Barry:
It's not a tone. I'm panicking!

Vanessa:
I can't do this!

(Barry slaps Vanessa)

Barry:
Vanessa, pull yourself together. You have to snap out of it!

Vanessa:
(Slaps Barry) You snap out of it.

Barry:
(Slaps Vanessa) You snap out of it.

Vanessa:
You snap out of it!

Barry:
You snap out of it!

(We see that all the Pollen Jocks are flying under the plane)

Vanessa:
You snap out of it!

Barry:
You snap out of it!

Vanessa:
You snap out of it!

Barry:
You snap out of it!

Vanessa:
Hold it!

Barry:
Why? Come on, it's my turn.

Vanessa:
How is the plane flying?

(The plane is now safely flying)

Vanessa:
I don't know.

(Barry's antennae rings like a phone. Barry picks up)

Barry:
Hello?

Lou Lu Duva:
(Through "phone") Benson, got any flowers for a happy occasion in there?

(All of the Pollen Jocks are carrying the plane)

Barry:
The Pollen Jocks! They do get behind a fellow.

Lou Lu Duva:
Black and yellow.

Pollen Jocks:
Hello.

Lou Lu Duva:
All right, let's drop this tin can on the blacktop.

Barry:
Where? I can't see anything. Can you?

Vanessa:
No, nothing. It's all cloudy. Come on. You got to think bee, Barry.

Barry:
Thinking bee. Thinking bee.

(On the runway there are millions of bees laying on their backs)

Bees:
Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee!

Barry:
Wait a minute. I think I'm feeling something.

Vanessa:
What?

Barry:
I don't know. It's strong, pulling me. Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. Bring the nose down.

Bees:
Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee!

Control Tower Operator: What in the world is on the tarmac?

Bud:
Get some lights on that!

(It is revealed that all the bees are organized into a giant pulsating flower formation)

Bees:
Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee!

Barry:
Vanessa, aim for the flower.

Vanessa:
OK.

Barry:
Out the engines. We're going in on bee power. Ready, boys?

Lou Lu Duva:
Affirmative!

Barry:
Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it. Land on that flower! Ready? Full reverse! Spin it around!

(The plane's nose is pointed at a flower painted on a nearby plane)

Barry:
Not that flower! The other one!

Vanessa:
Which one?

Barry:
That flower.

(The plane is now pointed at a fat guy in a flowered shirt. He freaks out and tries to take a picture of the plane)

Vanessa:
I'm aiming at the flower!

Barry:
That's a fat guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of bees!

(The plane hovers over the bee-flower)

Barry:
Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. Rotate around it.

Vanessa:
This is insane, Barry!

Barry:
This's the only way I know how to fly.

Bud:
Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an insect-like pattern?

(The plane is unrealistically hovering and spinning over the bee-flower)

Barry:
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.

(The bees scatter and the plane safely lands)

Vanessa:
Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly!

Barry:
Yes!

(Vanessa is about to high-five Barry)

Barry:
No high-five!

Vanessa:
Right.

Adam:
Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower?

Barry:
What giant flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was genius!

Adam:
Thank you.

Barry:
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?

Bees:
We're bees!

Bee who likes Keychains: Keychain!

Barry:
Then follow me! Except Keychain.

Pollen Jock #1:
Hold on, Barry. Here. You've earned this.

Barry:
Yeah! I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves.

(The Pollen Jocks throw Barry a nectar-collecting gun. Barry catches it)

Barry:
Oh, yeah.

Janet:
That's our Barry.

(♬ "Here Comes the Sun" starts playing ♬)

(Barry and the Pollen Jocks get pollen from the flowers on the plane)

(Flash forward in time and the Pollen Jocks are flying over NYC)

(Barry pollinates the flowers in Vanessa's shop and then heads to Central Park)

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