Maya the Bee Movie

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Hmmmm

What a lovely dream.

Hello?

What is this place?

Hey, who's that? Ow!

Hello.

Be patient, little buzzer,

it's still too early.

But I have to tell you

about my dream.

There was this big,

bright round yellow thing.

And all this blue.

- Bees don't dream.

-Why?

Well...

They just don't.

Now rest. Bees never

hatch until the sun rises

over the daffodils.

Why can't I just

do what I want?

A bee do what she wants?

Oh...

Patience, little bee.

There's plenty of time

for learning later.

- What's a bee?

-A bee is a good little girl

who does what she's told.

Rock-a-bye bay-bee,

in her wax nest.

When nursie says,

bay-bee will rest.

Good baby,

go to sleep...

That's enough, little one.

Hey!

In you go.

A bee who does what she wants?

Ridiculous!

- What are we making?

-How...?

Now listen here!

We're not going

to tell you again.

Go. Back. In.

There...

Everything is fine.

- What a sweet little bee.

-Sweet?

Now, what was her name?

Baby-Bee 396.

Maya.

She's where she belongs now.

Wow!

Hello, busy bees!

What is this?

- This is fun.

-Bees don't have fun.

Get off.

Help! I can't see!

- Excuse me!

-Hey, what?!

I can't see.

I can't see.

I don't want to see!

Listen to that buzz,

Your Majesty.

That's the sound

of good little bees

keeping this

great hive efficient.

This was so fun!

Did you see?

I was all the way up there,

then I was like, Bzzz!

Miss Big Bee,

you've got something

on your head.

- Is it heavy?

-Silence!

Clean this up! This is a hive,

not a filthy hornet's nest.

Pull your stinger in, Buzzlina.

She's just a baby.

I'm sure it was an accident.

If we allow bees to run amuck

like this the hive

will fall into chaos.

She is right.

Every bee in this hive

-has a role to play.

-What's my role?

Patience, little one.

You'll find your place.

You just need to learn how

everything works first.

But she broke the rules.

She must be punished!

See that she gets to

school safely, Buzzlina.

Of course,

Your Majesty.

"Every bee has

a role to play..."

We must do something

about the Queen, Crawley.

She's not fit to rule this hive.

Right, you little menace...

Hey!

- Halt.

-Halt!

- What kind of bee are you?

-A marchy bee, like you, silly.

I hardly think so.

Bees don't behave like that.

Fall in, soldier!

Shoo.

Attention!

Attention!

Wow.

Whoa. Beautiful.

Like a maple tree

in the fall...

Oh, no.

Too syrupy-

Oh, so many colors!

Yes!

Simple! To the point!

So many colors...

Nothing is as dull as

staying inside

Kid, that's great.

Where did you learn to write

songs like that? Hee-hop!

It's like you're seeing the

world for the first time.

You've got music in you, little

buzzer, and what goes in...

"Laaaa!"

must come out.

Come on, try it.

"Laaaa!"

"La-l,

"Laaaa!"

"LaaaaaaaaP'

Uh,yeah.

Save some for later.

- You're a funny green bee.

-Green bee?

You are seeing the world

for the first time!

Pardon me, little miss.

Flip the grasshopper

is my name.

Roaming the meadow

is my game.

What's the meadow?

What's the meadow?

Kid, you got to get out more.

Hee-hop!

There it is.

The meadow...

my home.

You live out here?

Not just me. Lots of insects

live in the meadow.

Big, small, funny, smelly.

You name it.

It's everything you can see.

Up, down, sky to ground from

your hive to the tulip beds,

all the way

to Gorgo's hedge.

Where no little bee

should ever go.

Why?

Because a giant

bug-eating monster

named Gorge fives there.

But enough of that!

Where are your friends?

Bees always travel in groups.

I don't think

I have any friends.

No one in the hive likes me.

Maybe I'm just

bad at being a bee.

Sounds serious.

Hey! Hey, what are you--

Do not disturb the

great Dr. Flippenstein.

You got a good heart, kid.

Say "Ah".

Ah.

What do you know?

Bees do have teeth.

Beeswax... Promising.

In my professional opinion,

the diagnosis is bee positive.

You're a good

little buzzer, kid.

Don't let anyone

say otherwise.

Maybe we should get you

back to the hive, little one.

No, Flip, can't I stay?

Hee-hop!

Approaching marigold

coordinates.

Commence pollen

collection procedure.

What is it?

Hornets!

Hold on to your buckets!

Why so shy?

Well, well, well.

What do we got here?

Greedy little fluff-balls

nabbing all the pollen

for themselves.

Hold onto your buckets!

Thieving buzz boxes about!

Take that back, you

hoity toity hivecrawler.

Hornets don't steal.

Go back where you came from,

pollen-pinchers.

We're shaking in our shells.

Lucky for you

I've got a camp to set up.

See you around... neighbor.

There goes the neighborhood.

Hey, my bucket's gone.

- You see? Dirty thieves.

-Back to the hive!

We need to report

this to the Queen.

Oh dear.

No, Flip-Bug, can't I stay?

It's all so big

and sunshiney out here,

and it smells so nice.

Here you go, little buzzer.

I've got to hop.

Bees don't like other bugs

hanging around the hive.

- No, I want to stay!

-Don't worry,

you'll see it again soon.

- Really?

-Sure! Flowers and bees

go together

like spiders and legs.

But if you really want the

low-down on the meadow,

you just call old Flip.

You can find me...

Bees don't talk to other bugs!

It wasn't another bug,

he was Flip.

See you next time.

Hee-hop!

Wait!

Flip, I want to go with you.

Bees don't leave the hive

on their own. Now back to work!

"Bees don't, bees never,

working bees, blah-blah-blah..."

Bugs!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

As Royal Adviser,

I must strongly advise you

to repel the hornets.

But they did not attack us.

Well, no, not yet.

But if we let them

set up camp,

all the other

hornet tribes will follow.

They'll surely

turn our meadow

into a big

horrible hornet's nest.

They'll kill all the flowers

and bugs. And then...

Oh, and then

they'll eat us.

We must show them

who's in charge.

I am in charge,

remember?

Your Majesty...

That's all of it, Your Majesty.

This year's royal jelly harvest.

Crawley, what's the problem?

It appears to be blocked,

Your Adviseyness.

Of course it's blocked.

Unblock it.

- Me? But...

-Just do it.

Of course, Ma'am.

The royal jelly!

That smells yummy.

"Yummy?" Do you realize

what you almost did?

This is a year's

supply of royal jelly, child.

The Queen's life depends on it.

She can't eat anything else.

She can't eat anything else...

Crawley...

Are you thinking

what I'm thinking?

Ladybugs aren't always ladies?

I'm thinking this royal

jelly is the answer to our

little problem

with the Queen.

- I'm sorry, Miss Queen.

-My, that was quite an entrance.

- Are you all right, my dear?

-Oh, yes.

The flower-fluff was very soft.

And tasty.

You're a wild one, aren't you?

I can see I'm going to have

to keep an eye on you.

Which eye, Miss Queen?

Silence!

I told you to behave.

And I told you to

take her to school.

Er... of course, Your Majesty.

Buzz, buzz, Buzzlina.

You!school

The meadow

isn't all flowers and sunshine.

There are dangers, too.

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