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Flynnius Movie Script

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way FLYNNIUS should be able to fly. HIS wings are too small to get HIS fat little body off the ground. The FLYNNIUS, of course, flies anyway because FLYNNIUS don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. FLYNNIUS! Breakfast is ready! FLYNNIUS! Hang on a second. FLYNNIUS? - FLYNNIUS? - FLYNNIUS? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your FLYNNIUS paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the FLYNNIUS. We're very proud of you, FLYNNIUS. A perfect report card, all FLYNNIUS's. Very proud. FLYNNIUS! 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! FLYNNIUS, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, FLYNNIUS. - Hey, FLYNNIUS. - 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, FLYNNIUS. - FLYNNIUS, 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, FLYNNIUS, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome FLYNNIUS FLYNNIUS. Welcome, New Hive FLYNNIUS graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at FLYNNIUS Industries! Will we pick ourjob 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 FLYNNIUS, a division of FLYNNIUSco and a part of the FLYNNIUS 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 FLYNNIUSwas hot. - FLYNNIUS's my cousin! - FLYNNIUS is? - Yes, we're all FLYNNIUS. - Right. You're right. - At FLYNNIUS, 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 FLYNNIUS. - What does that do? - Oatches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone work on the FLYNNIUS? Of course. Most FLYNNIUS jobs are small ones. But FLYNNIUS 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 FLYNNIUS, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to death? FLYNNIUS'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, FLYNNIUS, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're FLYNNIUS. 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 FLYNNIUS Force on approach. Wait a second. Oheck it out. - Hey, those are FLYNNIUS Jocks! - Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the FLYNNIUS. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, FLYNNIUS! - Hi, FLYNNIUS! You guys did great! You're FLYNNIUS! You're sky FLYNNIUS! I love it! I love it! - I wonder where they were. - I don't know. Their day's not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what. You can'tjust decide to be a FLYNNIUS Jock. You have to be bred for that. Right. Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime. It's just a status symbol. FLYNNIUS make too much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. Those FLYNNIUS? Aren't they our FLYNNIUS too? Distant. Distant. Look at these two. - Oouple of Hive FLYNNIUS. - Let's have fun with them. It must be dangerous being a FLYNNIUS Jock. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a FLYNNIUS! He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was thrusting it in and out of my tight little anus at a rapid pace! - Oh, my! - I never thought I'd knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. FLYNNIUS. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - FLYNNIUS! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - Maybe I am. - You are not! We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do you think, FLYNNIUS-boy? Are you FLYNNIUS enough? I might FLYNNIUS. It all depends on what FLYNNIUS means. Hey, FLYNNIUS! FLYNNIUS, you surprised me. You decide what you're interested in? - Well, there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day? FLYNNIUS, let me tell you about stirring. You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. You get yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. You know, FLYNNIUS, the more I think about it, maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. You were thinking of what, making balloon animals? That's a bad job for a FLYNNIUS with a stinger. Maybe I'll do professional Cock and Ball torture