According to all known laws

of aviation,


there is no way a bee
should be able to fly.


Its wings are too small to get
its fat little body off the ground.


The bee, of course, flies anyway


because bees don't care

what humans think is impossible.
BARRY BENSON:

(Barry is picking out a shirt)
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.


Ooh, black and yellow!
Let's shake it up a little.
JANET BENSON:

Barry! Breakfast is ready!
BARRY:

Coming!


Hang on a second.
(Barry uses his antenna like a phone)


Hello?
ADAM FLAYMAN:


(Through phone)

- Barry?

BARRY:

- Adam?

ADAM:

- Can you believe this is happening?
BARRY:

- | can't. I'll pick you up.

(Barry flies down the stairs)


MARTIN BENSON:


Looking sharp.

JANET:

Use the stairs. Your father
paid good money for those.
BARRY:

Sorry. I'm excited.

MARTIN:

Here's the graduate.

We're very proud of you, son.


A perfect report card, all B's.
JANET:

Very proud.

(Rubs Barry's hair)
BARRY=

Ma! | got a thing going here.
JANET:

- You got lint on your fuzz.
BARRY:

- Ow! That's me!


JANET:

- Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
- Bye!

(Barry flies out the door)

JANET:

Barry, | told you,

stop flying in the house!

(Barry drives through the hive,and is waved at by Adam who is reading a
newspaper)

BARRY==

- Hey, Adam.

ADAM:

- Hey, Barry.

(Adam gets in Barry's car)


- Is that fuzz gel?

BARRY:

-A little. Special day, graduation.

ADAM:

Never thought I'd make it.

(Barry pulls away from the house and continues driving)
BARRY:

Three days grade school,


three days high school...

ADAM:

Those were awkward.

BARRY:

Three days college. I'm glad | took

a day and hitchhiked around the hive.
ADAM==

You did come back different.

(Barry and Adam pass by Artie, who is jogging)
ARTIE:

- Hi, Barry!


BARRY:

- Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
ADAM:

- Hear about Frankie?

BARRY:


- You going to the funeral?
BARRY:
- No, I'm not going to his funeral.


Everybody knows,
sting someone, you die.


Don't waste it on a squirrel.

Such a hothead.

ADAM:

| guess he could have

just gotten out of the way.

(The car does a barrel roll on the loop-shaped bridge and lands on the
highway)


| love this incorporating

an amusement park into our regular day.

BARRY:

| guess that's why they say we don't need vacations.

(Barry parallel parks the car and together they fly over the graduating
students)

Boy, quite a bit of pomp...

under the circumstances.

(Barry and Adam sit down and put on their hats)


- Well, Adam, today we are men.


ADAM:

- We are!

BARRY=

- Bee-men.

=ADAM=

- Amen!

BARRY AND ADAM:

Hallelujah!

(Barry and Adam both have a happy spasm)
ANNOUNCER:

Students, faculty, distinguished bees,


please welcome Dean Buzzwell.
DEAN BUZZWELL:

Welcome, New Hive Oity
graduating class of...


9!
That concludes our ceremonies.


And begins your career

at Honex Industries!

ADAM:

Will we pick our job today?

(Adam and Barry get into a tour bus)
BARRY=

| heard it's just orientation.

(Tour buses rise out of the ground and the students are automatically
loaded into the buses)

TOUR GUIDE:

Heads up! Here we go.


ANNOUNCER:

Keep your hands and antennas
inside the tram at all times.
BARRY:

- Wonder what it'll be like?
ADAM:

- A little scary.

TOUR GUIDE==

Welcome to Honex,


a division of Honesco


and a part of the Hexagon Group.
Barry:

This is it!

BARRY AND ADAM:

Wow.

BARRY:

Wow.

(The bus drives down a road an on either side are the Bee's massive
complicated Honey-making machines)
TOUR GUIDE:

We know that you, as a bee,

have worked your whole life


to get to the point where you
can work for your whole life.


Honey begins when our valiant Pollen
Jocks bring the nectar to the hive.


Our top-secret formula

ig automatically color-corrected,
scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured
ate this soothing sweet syrup


with its distinctive

golden glow you know as...

EVERYONE ON BUS:

Honey!

(The guide has been collecting honey into a bottle and she throws it into
the crowd on the bus and it is caught by a girl in the back)
ADAM:

- That girl was hot.

BARRY:

- She's my cousin!

ADAM==

- She is?

BARRY:

- Yes, we're all cousins.

ADAM:


- Right. You're right.
TOUR GUIDE:
- At Honex, we constantly strive


to improve every aspect
of bee existence.


These bees are stress-testing

a new helmet technology.

(The bus passes by a Bee wearing a helmet who is being smashed into the
ground with fly-swatters, newspapers and boots. He lifts a thumbs up but
you can hear him groan)


ADAM==


- What do you think he makes?
BARRY:

- Not enough.

TOUR GUIDE:

Here we have our latest advancement,
the Krelman.

(They pass by a turning wheel with Bees standing on pegs, who are each
wearing a finger-shaped hat)

Barry:

- Wow, What does that do?

TOUR GUIDE:

- Catches that little strand of honey


that hangs after you pour it.

Saves us millions.

ADAM:

(Intrigued)

Can anyone work on the Krelman?
TOUR GUIDE:

Of course. Most bee jobs are

small ones.

But bees know that every small job,
if it's done well, means a lot.


But choose carefully
because you'll stay in the job


you pick for the rest of your life.
(Everyone claps except for Barry)


BARRY:

The same job the rest of your life?
| didn't know that.

ADAM:


What's the difference?

TOUR GUIDE:

You'll be happy to know that bees,

as a species, haven't had one day off


in 27 million years.

BARRY:

(Upset)

So you'll just work us to death?


We'll sure try.

(Everyone on the bus laughs except Barry. Barry and Adam are walking back
home together)

ADAM:

Wow! That blew my mind!

BARRY:

"What's the difference?"

How can you say that?


One job forever?

That's an insane choice to have to make.
ADAM:

I'm relieved. Now we only have

to make one decision in life.
BARRY:

But, Adam, how could they

never have told us that?

ADAM:

Why would you question anything?
We're bees.


We're the most perfectly
functioning society on Earth.


BARRY:

You ever think maybe things

work a little too well here?

ADAM:

Like what? Give me one example.


(Barry and Adam stop walking and it is revealed to the audience that
hundreds of cars are speeding by and narrowly missing them in perfect
unison)

BARRY:

| don't know. But you know

what I'm talking about.

ANNOUNCER:

Please clear the gate.

Royal Nectar Force on approach.

BARRY:

Wait a second. Check it out.

(The Pollen jocks fly in, circle around and landing in line)


- Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!
ADAM:
- Wow.


I've never seen them this close.
BARRY:

They know what it's like

outside the hive.

ADAM:

Yeah, but some don't come back.
GIRL BEES:

- Hey, Jocks!

- Hi, Jocks!

(The Pollen Jocks hook up their backpacks to machines that pump the nectar
to trucks, which drive away)


LOU LO DUVA:
You guys did great!


You're monsters!

You're sky freaks!

| love it!

(Punching the Pollen Jocks in joy)
| love it!

ADAM:

- | wonder where they were.
BARRY:

- | don't know.


Their day's not planned.


Outside the hive, flying who knows
where, doing who knows what.


You can't just decide to be a Pollen

Jock. You have to