Bee Movie Page #6

(Flash forward in time; Barry paints his face with black strikes like a soldier and sneaks into the storage section of the store)

(Two men, including Hector, are loading boxes into some trucks)

Supermarket Employee: Hey, Hector. You almost done?

Hector:
Almost.

(Barry takes a step to peak around the corner)

(Whispering)

Hector:
He is here. I sense it. Well, I guess I'll go home now

(Hector pretends to walk away by walking in place and speaking loudly)

Hector:
and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around.

Barry:
You're busted, box boy!

Hector:
I knew I heard something! So you can talk!

Barry:
I can talk. And now you'll start talking! Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your supplier?

Hector:
I don't understand. I thought we were friends. The last thing we want to do is upset bees!

(Hector takes a thumbtack out of the board behind him and sword-fights Barry. Barry is using his stinger like a sword)

Hector:
You're too late! It's ours now!

Barry:
You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword!

Hector:
You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio!

(Barry hits the thumbtack out of Hectors hand and Hector surrenders)

Barry:
Where is the honey coming from? Tell me where!

Hector:
(Pointing to leaving truck) Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms!

(Barry chases after the truck but it is getting away. He flies onto a bicyclists' backpack and he catches up to the truck)

Car Driver:
(To bicyclist) Crazy person!

(Barry flies off and lands on the windshield of the Honey farms truck. Barry looks around and sees dead bugs splattered everywhere)

Barry:
What horrible thing has happened here? These faces, they never knew what hit them. And now they're on the road to nowhere!

(Barry hears a sudden whisper)

(Barry looks up and sees Mooseblood, a mosquito playing dead)

Mooseblood:
Just keep still.

Barry:
What? You're not dead?

Mooseblood:
Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed?

Barry:
To Honey Farms. I am onto something huge here.

Mooseblood:
I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off!

Another bug playing dead: I'm going to Tacoma.

(Barry looks at another bug)

Barry:
And you?

Mooseblood:
He really is dead.

Barry:
All right.

(Another bug hits the windshield and the drivers notice. They activate the windshield wipers)

Mooseblood:
Uh-oh!

(The windshield wipers are slowly sliding over the dead bugs and wiping them off)

Barry:
What is that?!

Mooseblood:
Oh, no! A wiper! Triple blade!

Barry:
Triple blade?

Mooseblood:
Jump on! It's your only chance, bee!

(Mooseblood and Barry grab onto the wiper and they hold on as it wipes the windshield)

Mooseblood:
Why does everything have to be so doggone clean?! How much do you people need to see?!

(Bangs on windshield)

Mooseblood:
Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window!

Radio in the truck: From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell.

Mooseblood:
But don't kill no more bugs!

(Mooseblood and Barry are washed off by the wipr fluid)

Mooseblood:
Bee!

Barry:
Moose blood guy!!

(Barry starts screaming as he hangs onto the antenna)

(Suddenly it is revealed that a water bug is also hanging on the antenna. There is a pause and then Barry and the water bug both start screaming)

Truck Driver:
You hear something?

Guy in the truck: Like what?

Truck Driver:
Like tiny screaming.

Guy in the truck: Turn off the radio.

(The antenna starts to lower until it gets to low and sinks into the truck. The water bug flies off and Barry is forced to let go and he is blown away. He luckily lands inside a horn on top of the truck where he finds Mooseblood, who was blown into the same place)

Mooseblood:
Whassup, bee boy?

Barry:
Hey, Blood.

(Fast forward in time and we see that Barry is deep in conversation with Mooseblood. They have been sitting in this truck for a while)

Barry:
...Just a row of honey jars, as far as the eye could see.

Mooseblood:
Wow!

Barry:
I assume wherever this truck goes is where they're getting it. I mean, that honey's ours.

Mooseblood:
Bees hang tight.

Barry:
We're all jammed in. It's a close community.

Mooseblood:
Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own.

Barry:
What if you get in trouble?

Mooseblood:
You a mosquito, you in trouble. Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack!

Barry:
At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls.

Mooseblood:
Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito.

(An ambulance passes by and it has a blood donation sign on it)

Mooseblood:
You got to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So long, bee!

(Mooseblood leaves and flies onto the window of the ambulance where there are other mosquito's hanging out)

Mooseblood:
Hey, guys!

Another Mosquito: Mooseblood!

Mooseblood:
I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your crazy straw?

(The truck goes out of view and Barry notices that the truck he's on is pulling into a camp of some sort)

Truck Driver:
We throw it in jars, slap a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit.

(Barry flies out)

Barry:
What is this place?

Beekeeper #1:
A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead.

Beekeeper #2:
They are pinheads! Pinhead. Check out the new smoker.

Beekeeper #1:
Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. The Thomas 3000!

Barry:
Smoker?

Beekeeper #1:
Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, all the tar. A couple breaths of this knocks them right out.

Beekeeper #2:
They make the honey, and we make the money.

Barry:
"They make the honey, and we make the money"?

(The Beekeeper sprays hundreds of cheap miniature apartments with the smoker. The bees are fainting or passing out)

Barry:
Oh, my! What's going on? Are you OK?

(Barry flies into one of the apartment and helps a Bee couple get off the ground. They are coughing and its hard for them to stand)

Bee in the apartment: Yeah. It doesn't last too long.

Barry:
Do you know you're in a fake hive with fake walls?

Bee in the apartment: Our queen was moved here. We had no choice.

(The apartment room is completely empty except for a photo on the wall of the "queen" who is obviously a man in women's clothes)

Barry:
This is your queen? That's a man in women's clothes! That's a drag queen! What is this?

(Barry flies out and he discovers that there are hundreds of these structures, each housing thousands of Bees)

Barry:
Oh, no! There's hundreds of them!

(Barry takes out his camera and takes pictures of these Bee work camps. The beekeepers look very evil in these depictions)

Barry:
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.

(Flash forward in time and Barry is showing these pictures to his parents)

Janet:
Oh, Barry, stop.

Martin:
Who told you humans are taking our honey? That's a rumor.

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