from user onepx: Vanessa enters, presenting a bee smoker. Judge: What is that? Barry: It's a bee smoker! Layton: What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. Layton waves the bee smoker around, and the gases pour out towards the bees in the gallery, causing them all to collapse. Barry: Members of the jury, look at what has happened to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" Is this what nature intended for us? To be forcibly addicted to these smoke machines in man-made wooden slat work camps? Living out our lives as honey slaves to the white man? A black lawyer moves away from his white partners.
Gammel: What are we going to do? Layton: He's playing the species card! Barry: Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Everyone in the courtroom starts chanting: Everyone: Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Judge: The court finds in favor of the bees! Barry: Vanessa, we won! Vanessa: Yay! I knew you could do it! High-five! Oh, sorry. Barry: I'm OK! Vanessa, do you know what this means? All the honey is finally going to belong to the bees. Now we won't have to work so hard all the time. Layton: This is an unholy perversion of the balance of nature, Benson. You'll regret this. Reporters crowd Barry. Reporter 1: Barry, how much honey do you think is out there?
Barry: All right. All right. One at a time. Reporter 2: Barry, who are you wearing?
Barry: My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and I have no pants. Adam: (to Vanessa) What if Montgomery's right? Vanessa: What do you mean? Adam: We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million years.
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Vanessa enters, presenting a bee smoker.
Judge: What is that?
Barry: It's a bee smoker!
Layton: What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee.
Layton waves the bee smoker around, and the gases pour out towards the bees in the gallery, causing them all to collapse.
Barry: Members of the jury, look at what has happened to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" Is this what nature intended for us? To be forcibly addicted to these smoke machines in man-made wooden slat work camps? Living out our lives as honey slaves to the white man?
A black lawyer moves away from his white partners.
Gammel: What are we going to do?
Layton: He's playing the species card!
Barry: Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees!
Everyone in the courtroom starts chanting:
Everyone: Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees!
Judge: The court finds in favor of the bees!
Barry: Vanessa, we won!
Vanessa: Yay! I knew you could do it! High-five! Oh, sorry.
Barry: I'm OK! Vanessa, do you know what this means? All the honey is finally going to belong to the bees. Now we won't have to work so hard all the time.
Layton: This is an unholy perversion of the balance of nature, Benson. You'll regret this.
Reporters crowd Barry.
Reporter 1: Barry, how much honey do you think is out there?
Barry: All right. All right. One at a time.
Reporter 2: Barry, who are you wearing?
Barry: My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and I have no pants.
Adam: (to Vanessa) What if Montgomery's right?
Vanessa: What do you mean?
Adam: We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million years.