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:
I 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)
Barry:
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! I love it!
(Punching the Pollen Jocks in joy)
Lou Lo Duva:
I love it!
Adam:
I wonder where they were.
Barry:
I 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 be bred for that.
Adam:
Right.
(Barry and Adam are covered in some pollen that floated off of the Pollen Jocks)
Barry:
Look at that. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime.