Maya the Bee Movie Page #2

Like hornets.

Hornets!

Hide, everyone!

Hornets!

- What was that?

-Oh, Willi!

How will you ever

recognise a hornet

if you're always

asleep in my class?

Me? No, no, no.

That was just my eyes.

They take a break sometimes.

Stop that infernal racket.

Bees don't sing!

But Why?

Because singing

leads to playing,

and playing leads to laziness.

And a lazy bee!

Gorge, the bee-munching

hedge-monster,

just loves lazy bees.

Gorge...

Thank you for that

colorful description.

- We've been expecting you, Maya.

-Maya?

Well, yes... That's your name.

Really?

Maya.

I like that.

Maya.

Maya.

Maya the Bee.

Come along, little one.

Take a seat.

A word, Buzzlina.

What are you doing?

Sitting next to you.

But nobody ever sits next to me.

I mean, excellent choice,

Maya. I'm Willi.

Stick with me.

I know lots of things.

This is my third First Flight

coming up, you know.

Wow.

You must know everything.

You're not like any

other bee I've met.

- I keep hearing that.

-No, no, no.

I meant that

in a good way.

- We can be First Flight buddies.

-I'd like that!

Miss Teaching Bee, when do

we go on our First Flight?

SHence,396!

My name is Maya.

Patience, Maya.

You must learn

about the dangers first.

We were just talking

about hornets.

What's a hornet?

Why, just a

bee's worst enemy.

Great big scaly things,

with giant claws

and red eyes.

They like nothing more

than dipping baby-bees

in pollen dust for their supper.

They change into horrible,

howling beasts at night.

Their disgusting fuzz

hides parasites

that are trained

to attack hornets.

And if you let them get close,

they'll suck your soul

right out of your body.

Sorry.

Son, you're not going to cry,

are you?

I haven't raised a

bee-baby, have I?

Dad, I hate bees.

That's my boy.

Play safe and stay in camp.

Bees roam all

over these parts.

Dad, no fair!

I want to see one of

those dirty soul-suckers.

Maybe when

you're bigger, son.

- I am big.

-Look what you've done!

- I barely touched it!

-That's the third time today!

By my shiny shell!

Stay where I can see you, son.

- But, Dad...

-No buts!

I said stay in camp.

- Look what you did .

-Move your pincers, lazy bugs!

I want this camp

up by nightfall!

I'm big enough. Hey!

Who wants to join my secret

Bug Hunters' Club?

Scaredy bugs.

I'll go on my own, then!

And remember, children,

bugs eat bees and

they don't say please.

And that's why we don't trust

any other bugs. Ever.

But what if they're your friend

or they're really,

really pretty?

Or you need their help?

I would rather die

than ask another bug for help.

Isn't that kind of silly?

I guess it is.

Miss Cassandra!

I'm warning you, 396.

No more interruptions.

Something you want to say,

-396?

-Uh-uh!

Good.

But I just met a nice bug

and he didn't eat me.

How can the meadow be

so bad when it's so pretty?

That doesn't

even make sense.

And really, why are

hornets so awful

if you haven't even

met them either?

And who is Gorgo, anyway?

Why can't I laugh or dance

or play or leave the hive

when it feels so good?

Just because of some dumb

old crinkle face who's

a funny looking bee

and won't even

-let you si-ing?

-Uh-oh.

That's it!

You're banned from First Flight.

And all other flights.

Follow me, children.

Stay close.

And remember to

flap those wings.

Hey, what are

you doing here?

Why aren't you

out with the others?

I couldn't leave

you alone, could I?

Oh, Willi,

you're my best friend ever.

You're the best.

And you're my first friend ever.

- Huh?

-Nothing. Nothing.

What's wrong with me, Willi?

- Why don't I fit into this hive?

-Fitting in is easy.

Just stop asking questions

and follow orders.

That's what the rest of us do.

Of course, then you

wouldn't be crazy,

funny Maya anymore.

You'll be like every

other buzzer.

You're right, Willi.

I'm the problem, not the hive!

I have to tell

the Royal Adviser.

From now on,

I'll do as I'm told.

Maybe don't say

that it was my idea.

- Maya'

-She's '

Crawley?

Crawley, you sniveling sneak,

show yourself.

Here I am,

Your Advisorness.

Is it done?

Of course.

Dear me, Crawley.

You know, I think the hornets

have stolen the royal jelly.

But isn't that the royal jelly?

We must find the dirty thieves

and destroy their camp.

Mustn't we?

But they didn't steal it.

- We--

-I know they didn't!

But the others don't know that,

do they, Crawley?

- There you are, Miss Adviser...

-396?

I came to say...

What are you doing

with the royal jelly?

Silence! I warned you!

Bees don't ask questions.

- Get out!

-Wait, Miss Advisorness.

You were right.

- I have to learn all your rules.

-impossible.

There's no place in this hive

for troublemakers.

No, I can change.

- I promise I'll try.

-Forget it, 396.

You don't belong here.

You are banished

from this hive.

Banished...

But where will I go?

It's the meadow for

wretched little bugs like you.

Good, I like bugs!

They're a lot nicer

than you, you big bully!

Then go, 396.

I'm sure there's a

meadow full of bugs

just waiting to meet you.

Or eat you.

Mean old bully bee.

I'll show you.

There's a place for me

out here somewhere.

Okay"-...

Maya?

Hey! I'm flying!

But I don't think little bees

can survive out in the meadow.

Exactly.

Go after her and see

that nature takes its course.

Oh, no.

You have to save her, Willi.

No. She'll be all right.

No, she won't.

Just do it.

Maya!

Wait, Maya!

Maya!

Hello, meadow!

I'm here.

Oh, a shiny plant.

Hey, that's not nice.

I'm coming to save you, Maya.

Willi?

Don't worry. Willi's here.

It's me, Willi!

Maya.

What are you doing out here?

I've left the hive, Willi,

and I'm never ever coming back.

Yeah, right. Right.

Good one.

You what?!

The Royal Adviser says

I don't belong there.

But so far I haven't been doing

so well out here, either.

I don't think I fit

in anywhere, Willi.

Maya, you're a bee.

Bees live in hives.

Even I know that.

You can't survive out here

on your own.

Well, I'm not on

my own now.

Oh, great!

That's just great.

We'll both get eaten!

- Flip!

"No!

Now you're flipping out on me?

No.

Flip the crazy grass jumper.

He knows how to

live in the meadow.

He can show me where I fit in.

I'm not going back

out there in the dark.

We'll have to wait

until the morning.

If we get eaten tonight,

I'll never forgive you.

Did the frogs get her?

Of course, Ma'am.

Exceflent

Maya? Willi?

Kids!

Grub, leaf, rock.

Leaf covers rock.

You learn quickly.

- Grub, leaf, rock.

-I win again.

Nom, nom, nom.

Caterpillar eats your leaf.

You look outside first.

Well, I would have looked first

even if I had won.

That's just the

kind of bee I am.

- What is it, Willi?

-A monster.

With big eyes and fangs,

ready to eat us.

How pretty.

Are you sure

that's a monster, Willi?

Is it gone? Don't worry.

I shooed it away.

- With an attack shriek.

-Thank you, my protector.

So where is this flippity

grass jumper of yours?

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