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