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Coming!
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Hang on a second.
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Hello?
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Barry?
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Adam?
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Can you believe this is happening?
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I can't.
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I'll pick you up.
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Looking sharp.
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Use the stairs, Your father paid good money for those.
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Sorry. I'm excited.
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Here's the graduate.
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We're very proud of you, son.
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A perfect report card, all B's.
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Very proud.
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Ma! I got a thing going here.
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You got lint on your fuzz.
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Ow! That's me!
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Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
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Bye!
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Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!
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Hey, Adam.
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Hey, Barry.
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Is that fuzz gel?
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A little. Special day, graduation.
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Never thought I'd make it.
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Three days grade school, three days high school.
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Those were awkward.
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Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around The Hive.
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You did come back different.
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Hi, Barry. Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
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Hear about Frankie?
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Yeah.
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You going to the funeral?
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No, I'm not going.
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Everybody knows, sting someone, you die.
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Don't waste it on a squirrel.
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Such a hothead.
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I guess he could have just gotten out of the way.
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I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day.
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That's why we don't need vacations.
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Boy, quite a bit of pomp under the circumstances.
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Well, Adam, today we are men.
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We are!
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Bee-men.
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Amen!
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Hallelujah!
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Students, faculty, distinguished bees,
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please welcome Dean Buzzwell.
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Welcome, New Hive City graduating class of 9:15.
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That concludes our ceremonies And begins your career at Honex Industries!
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Will we pick our job today?
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I heard it's just orientation.
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Heads up! Here we go.
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Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times.
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Wonder what it'll be like?
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A little scary.
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Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group.
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This is it!
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Wow.
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Wow.
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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.
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Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to The Hive.
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Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey!
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That girl was hot.
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She's my cousin!
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She is?
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Yes, we're all cousins.
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Right. You're right.
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At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence.
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These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology.
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What do you think he makes?
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Not enough.
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Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman.
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What does that do?
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Catches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it.
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Saves us millions.
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Can anyone work on the Krelman?
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Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones.
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But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot.
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But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life.
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The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that.
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What's the difference?
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You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years.
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So you'll just work us to death?
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We'll sure try.
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Wow! That blew my mind!
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"What's the difference?"
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How can you say that?
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One job forever?
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That's an insane choice to have to make.
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I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life.
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But, Adam, how could they never have told us that?
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Why would you question anything? We're bees.
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We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth.
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You ever think maybe things work a little too well here?
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Like what? Give me one example.
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I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about.
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Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach.
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Wait a second. Check it out.
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