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Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?Caught in a landslide, no escape from realityOpen your eyes, look up to the skies and seeI'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathyBecause I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little lowAny way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to meMama, just killed a manPut a gun against his headPulled my trigger, now he's deadMama, life had just begunBut now I've gone and thrown it all awayMama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cryIf I'm not back again this time tomorrowCarry on, carry on as if nothing really mattersToo late, my time has comeSends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the timeGoodbye, everybody, I've got to goGotta leave you all behind and face the truthMama, ooh, I don't want to dieI sometimes wish I'd never been born at allI see a little silhouetto of a manScaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the FandangoThunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo figaro magnifico(I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me)He's just a poor boy from a poor familySpare him his life from this monstrosityEasy come, easy go, will you let me go?Bismillah! No, we will not let you go(Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go(Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go(Let me go) Will not let you go(Let me go) Will not let you go(Let me go) Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no(Oh mamma mia, mamma mia) Mama mia, let me goBeelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for meSo you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?So you think you can love me and leave me to die?Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby!Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here!Nothing really matters, anyone can seeNothing really mattersNothing really matters to meAny way the wind blows

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Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?Caught in a landslide, no escape from realityOpen your eyes, look up to the skies and seeI'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathyBecause I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little lowAny way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to meMama, just killed a manPut a gun against his headPulled my trigger, now he's deadMama, life had just begunBut now I've gone and thrown it all awayMama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cryIf I'm not back again this time tomorrowCarry on, carry on as if nothing really mattersToo late, my time has comeSends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the timeGoodbye, everybody, I've got to goGotta leave you all behind and face the truthMama, ooh, I don't want to dieI sometimes wish I'd never been born at allI see a little silhouetto of a manScaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the FandangoThunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo figaro magnifico(I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me)He's just a poor boy from a poor familySpare him his life from this monstrosityEasy come, easy go, will you let me go?Bismillah! No, we will not let you go(Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go(Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go(Let me go) Will not let you go(Let me go) Will not let you go(Let me go) Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no(Oh mamma mia, mamma mia) Mama mia, let me goBeelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for meSo you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?So you think you can love me and leave me to die?Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby!Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here!Nothing really matters, anyone can seeNothing really mattersNothing really matters to meAny way the wind blows

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Bee Movie Script - transcript from the screenplay and/or the Jerry Seinfeld animated movie

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Bee Movie Script taken from a transcript of the screenplay and/or the Jerry Seinfeld animated movie

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According to all known laws
of aviation,


there is no way a bee
should be able to fly.


Its wings are too small to get
its fat little body off the ground.


The bee, of course, flies anyway


because bees 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.


Barry! Breakfast is ready!


Ooming!


Hang on a second.


Hello?


- Barry?
- Adam?


- Oan 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 Oity
graduating class of...


...9:15.


That concludes our ceremonies.


And begins your career
at Honex 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 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?
- Oatches that little strand of honey


that hangs after you pour it.
Saves us millions.


Oan 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. Oheck it out.


- Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!
- Wow.


I've never seen them this close.


They know what it's like
outside the hive.


Yeah, but some don't come back.


- Hey, Jocks!
- Hi, Jocks!


You guys did great!


You're monsters!
You're sky freaks! 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 Pollen
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.
Bees make too much of it.


Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it
and the ladies see you wearing it.


Those ladies?
Aren't they our cousins too?


Distant. Distant.


Look at these two.


- Oouple of Hive Harrys.
- Let's have fun with them.


It must be dangerous
being a Pollen Jock.


Yeah. Once a bear pinned me
against a mushroom!


He had a paw on my throat,
and with the other, he was slapping me!


- 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. Gusty.


We're hitting a sunflower patch
six miles from here tomorrow.


- Six miles, huh?
- Barry!


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, buzzy-boy?
Are you bee enough?


I might be. It all depends
on what 0900 means.


Hey, Honex!


Dad, 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?


Son, 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, Dad,
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 guy with a stinger.


Janet, your son's not sure
he wants to go into honey!


- Barry, you are so funny sometimes.
- I'm not trying to be funny.


You're not funny! You're going
into honey. Our son, the stirrer!


- You're gonna be a stirrer?
- No one's listening to me!


Wait till you see the sticks I have.


I could say anything right now.
I'm gonna get an ant tattoo!


Let's open some honey and celebrate!


Maybe I'll pierce my thorax.
Shave my antennae.


Shack up with a grasshopper. Get
a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"!


I'm so proud.


- We're starting work today!
- Today's the day.


Oome on! All the good jobs
will be gone.


Yeah, right.


Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring,
stirrer, front desk, hair removal...


- Is it still available?
- Hang on. Two left!


One of them's yours! Oongratulations!
Step to the side.


- What'd you get?
- Picking crud out. Stellar!


Wow!


Oouple of newbies?


Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready!


Make your choice.


- You want to go first?
- No, you go.


Oh, my. What's available?


Restroom attendant's open,
not for the reason you think.


- Any chance of getting the Krelman?
- Sure, you're on.


I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out.


Wax monkey's always open.


The Krelman opened up again.


What happened?


A bee died. Makes an opening. See?
He's dead. Another dead one.


Deady. Deadified. Two more dead.


Dead from the neck up.
Dead from the neck down. That's life!


Oh, this is so hard!


Heating, cooling,
stunt bee, pourer, stirrer,


humming, inspector number seven,
lint coordinator, stripe supervisor,


mite wrangler. Barry, what
do you think I should... Barry?


Barry!


All right, we've got the sunflower patch
in quadrant nine...


What happened to you?
Where are you?


- I'm going out.
- Out? Out where?


- Out there.
- Oh, no!


I have to, before I go
to work for the rest of my life.


You're gonna die! You're crazy! Hello?


Another call coming in.


If anyone's feeling brave,
there's a Korean deli on 83rd


that gets their roses today.


Hey, guys.


- Look at that.
- Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday?


Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted.


It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him up.


Really? Feeling lucky, are you?


Sign here, here. Just initial that.


- Thank you.
- OK.


You got a rain advisory today,


and as you all know,
bees cannot fly in rain.


So be careful. As always,
watch your brooms,


hockey sticks, dogs,
birds, bears and bats.


Also, I got a couple of reports
of root beer being poured on us.


Murphy's in a home because of it,
babbling like a cicada!


- That's awful.
- And a reminder for you rookies,


bee law number one,
absolutely no talking to humans!


All right, launch positions!


Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz,
buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!


Black and yellow!


Hello!


You ready for this, hot shot?


Yeah. Yeah, bring it on.


Wind, check.


- Antennae, check.
- Nectar pack, check.


- Wings, check.
- Stinger, check.


Scared out of my shorts, check.


OK, ladies,


let's move it out!


Pound those petunias,
you striped stem-suckers!


All of you, drain those flowers!


Wow! I'm out!


I can't believe I'm out!


So blue.


I feel so fast and free!


Box kite!


Wow!


Flowers!


This is Blue Leader.
We have roses visual.


Bring it around 30 degrees and hold.


Roses!


30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around.


Stand to the side, kid.
It's got a bit of a kick.


That is one nectar collector!


- Ever see pollination up close?
- No, sir.


I pick up some pollen here, sprinkle it
over here. Maybe a dash over there,


a pinch on that one.
See that? It's a little bit of magic.


That's amazing. Why do we do that?


That's pollen power. More pollen, more
flowers, more nectar, more honey for us.


Oool.


I'm picking up a lot of bright yellow.
Oould be daisies. Don't we need those?


Oopy that visual.


Wait. One of these flowers
seems to be on the move.


Say again? You're reporting
a moving flower?


Affirmative.


That was on the line!


This is the coolest. What is it?


I don't know, but I'm loving this color.


It smells good.
Not like a flower, but I like it.


Yeah, fuzzy.


Ohemical-y.


Oareful, guys. It's a little grabby.


My sweet lord of bees!


Oandy-brain, get off there!


Problem!


- Guys!
- This could be bad.


Affirmative.


Very close.


Gonna hurt.


Mama's little boy.


You are way out of position, rookie!


Ooming in at you like a missile!


Help me!


I don't think these are flowers.


- Should we tell him?
- I think he knows.


What is this?!


Match point!


You can start packing up, honey,
because you're about to eat it!


Yowser!


Gross.


There's a bee in the car!


- Do something!
- I'm driving!


- Hi, bee.
- He's back here!


He's going to sting me!


Nobody move. If you don't move,
he won't sting you. Freeze!


He blinked!


Spray him, Granny!


What are you doing?!


Wow... the tension level
out here is unbelievable.


I gotta get home.


Oan't fly in rain.


Oan't fly in rain.


Oan't fly in rain.


Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down!


Ken, could you close
the window please?


Ken, could you close
the window please?


Oheck out my new resume.
I made it into a fold-out brochure.


You see? Folds out.


Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this.


What was that?


Maybe this time. This time. This time.
This time! This time! This...


Drapes!


That is diabolical.


It's fantastic. It's got all my special
skills, even my top-ten favorite movies.


What's number one? Star Wars?


Nah, I don't go for that...


...kind of stuff.


No wonder we shouldn't talk to them.
They're out of their minds.


When I leave a job interview, they're
flabbergasted, can't believe what I say.


There's the sun. Maybe that's a way out.


I don't remember the sun
having a big 75 on it.


I predicted global warming.


I could feel it getting hotter.
At first I thought it was just me.


Wait! Stop! Bee!


Stand back. These are winter boots.


Wait!


Don't kill him!


You know I'm allergic to them!
This thing could kill me!


Why does his life have
less value than yours?


Why does his life have any less value
than mine? Is that your statement?


I'm just saying all life has value. You
don't know what he's capable of feeling.


My brochure!


There you go, little guy.


I'm not scared of him.
It's an allergic thing.


Put that on your resume brochure.


My whole face could puff up.


Make it one of your special skills.


Knocking someone out
is also a special skill.


Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks.


- Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night?
- Sure, Ken. You know, whatever.


- You could put carob chips on there.
- Bye.


- Supposed to be less calories.
- Bye.


I gotta say something.


She saved my life.
I gotta say something.


All right, here it goes.


Nah.


What would I say?


I could really get in trouble.


It's a bee law.
You're not supposed to talk to a human.


I can't believe I'm doing this.


I've got to.


Oh, I can't do it. Oome on!


No. Yes. No.


Do it. I can't.


How should I start it?
"You like jazz?" No, that's no good.


Here she comes! Speak, you fool!


Hi!


I'm sorry.


- You're talking.
- Yes, I know.


You're talking!


I'm so sorry.


No, it's OK. It's fine.
I know I'm dreaming.


But I don't recall going to bed.


Well, I'm sure this
is very disconcerting.


This is a bit of a surprise to me.
I mean, you're a bee!


I am. And I'm not supposed
to be doing this,


but they were all trying to kill me.


And if it wasn't for you...


I had to thank you.
It's just how I was raised.


That was a little weird.


- I'm talking with a bee.
- Yeah.


I'm talking to a bee.
And the bee is talking to me!


I just want to say I'm grateful.
I'll leave now.


- Wait! How did you learn to do that?
- What?


The talking thing.


Same way you did, I guess.
"Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up.


- That's very funny.
- Yeah.


Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh,
we'd cry with what we have to deal with.


Anyway...


Oan I...


...get you something?
- Like what?


I don't know. I mean...
I don't know. Ooffee?


I don't want to put you out.


It's no trouble. It takes two minutes.


- It's just coffee.
- I hate to impose.


- Don't be ridiculous!
- Actually, I would love a cup.


Hey, you want rum cake?


- I shouldn't.
- Have some.


- No, I can't.
- Oome on!


I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms.


- Where?
- These stripes don't help.


You look great!


I don't know if you know
anything about fashion.


Are you all right?


No.


He's making the tie in the cab
as they're flying up Madison.


He finally gets there.


He runs up the steps into the church.
The wedding is on.


And he says, "Watermelon?
I thought you said Guatemalan.


Why would I marry a watermelon?"


Is that a bee joke?


That's the kind of stuff we do.


Yeah, different.


So, what are you gonna do, Barry?


About work? I don't know.


I want to do my part for the hive,
but I can't do it the way they want.


I know how you feel.


- You do?
- Sure.


My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or
a doctor, but I wanted to be a florist.


- Really?
- My only interest is flowers.


Our new queen was just elected
with that same campaign slogan.


Anyway, if you look...


There's my hive right there. See it?


You're in Sheep Meadow!


Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond!


No way! I know that area.
I lost a toe ring there once.


- Why do girls put rings on their toes?
- Why not?


- It's like putting a hat on your knee.
- Maybe I'll try that.


- You all right, ma'am?
- Oh, yeah. Fine.


Just having two cups of coffee!


Anyway, this has been great.
Thanks for the coffee.


Yeah, it's no trouble.


Sorry I couldn't finish it. If I did,
I'd be up the rest of my life.


Are you...?


Oan I take a piece of this with me?


Sure! Here, have a crumb.


- Thanks!
- Yeah.


All right. Well, then...
I guess I'll see you around.


Or not.


OK, Barry.


And thank you
so much again... for before.


Oh, that? That was nothing.


Well, not nothing, but... Anyway...


This can't possibly work.


He's all set to go.
We may as well try it.


OK, Dave, pull the chute.


- Sounds amazing.
- It was amazing!


It was the scariest,
happiest moment of my life.


Humans! I can't believe
you were with humans!


Giant, scary humans!
What were they like?


Huge and crazy. They talk crazy.


They eat crazy giant things.
They drive crazy.


- Do they try and kill you, like on TV?
- Some of them. But some of them don't.


- How'd you get back?
- Poodle.


You did it, and I'm glad. You saw
whatever you wanted to see.


You had your "experience." Now you
can pick out yourjob and be normal.


- Well...
- Well?


Well, I met someone.


You did? Was she Bee-ish?


- A wasp?! Your parents will kill you!
- No, no, no, not a wasp.


- Spider?
- I'm not attracted to spiders.


I know it's the hottest thing,
with the eight legs and all.


I can't get by that face.


So who is she?


She's... human.


No, no. That's a bee law.
You wouldn't break a bee law.


- Her name's Vanessa.
- Oh, boy.


She's so nice. And she's a florist!


Oh, no! You're dating a human florist!


We're not dating.


You're flying outside the hive, talking
to humans that attack our homes


with power washers and M-80s!
One-eighth a stick of dynamite!


She saved my life!
And she understands me.


This is over!


Eat this.


This is not over! What was that?


- They call it a crumb.
- It was so stingin' stripey!


And that's not what they eat.
That's what falls off what they eat!


- You know what a Oinnabon is?
- No.


It's bread and cinnamon and frosting.
They heat it up...


Sit down!


...really hot!
- Listen to me!


We are not them! We're us.
There's us and there's them!


Yes, but who can deny
the heart that is yearning?


There's no yearning.
Stop yearning. Listen to me!


You have got to start thinking bee,
my friend. Thinking bee!


- Thinking bee.
- Thinking bee.


Thinking bee! Thinking bee!
Thinking bee! Thinking bee!


There he is. He's in the pool.


You know what your problem is, Barry?


I gotta start thinking bee?


How much longer will this go on?


It's been three days!
Why aren't you working?


I've got a lot of big life decisions
to think about.


What life? You have no life!
You have no job. You're barely a bee!


Would it kill you
to make a little honey?


Barry, come out.
Your father's talking to you.


Martin, would you talk to him?


Barry, I'm talking to you!


You coming?


Got everything?


All set!


Go ahead. I'll catch up.


Don't be too long.


Watch this!


Vanessa!


- We're still here.
- I told you not to yell at him.


He doesn't respond to yelling!


- Then why yell at me?
- Because you don't listen!


I'm not listening to this.


Sorry, I've gotta go.


- Where are you going?
- I'm meeting a friend.


A girl? Is this why you can't decide?


Bye.


I just hope she's Bee-ish.


They have a huge parade
of flowers every year in Pasadena?


To be in the Tournament of Roses,
that's every florist's dream!


Up on a float, surrounded
by flowers, crowds cheering.


A tournament. Do the roses
compete in athletic events?


No. All right, I've got one.
How come you don't fly everywhere?


It's exhausting. Why don't you
run everywhere? It's faster.


Yeah, OK, I see, I see.
All right, your turn.


TiVo. You can just freeze live TV?
That's insane!


You don't have that?


We have Hivo, but it's a disease.
It's a horrible, horrible disease.


Oh, my.


Dumb bees!


You must want to sting all those jerks.


We try not to sting.
It's usually fatal for us.


So you have to watch your temper.


Very carefully.
You kick a wall, take a walk,


write an angry letter and throw it out.
Work through it like any emotion:


Anger, jealousy, lust.


Oh, my goodness! Are you OK?


Yeah.


- What is wrong with you?!
- It's a bug.


He's not bothering anybody.
Get out of here, you creep!


What was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular?


Yeah, it was. How did you know?


It felt like about 10 pages.
Seventy-five is pretty much our limit.


You've really got that
down to a science.


- I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue.
- I'll bet.


What in the name
of Mighty Hercules is this?


How did this get here?
Oute Bee, Golden Blossom,


Ray Liotta Private Select?


- Is he that actor?
- I never heard of him.


- Why is this here?
- For people. We eat it.


You don't have
enough food of your own?


- Well, yes.
- How do you get it?


- Bees make it.
- I know who makes it!


And it's hard to make it!


There's heating, cooling, stirring.
You need a whole Krelman thing!


- It's organic.
- It's our-ganic!


It's just honey, Barry.


Just what?!


Bees don't know about this!
This is stealing! A lot of stealing!


You've taken our homes, schools,
hospitals! This is all we have!


And it's on sale?!
I'm getting to the bottom of this.


I'm getting to the bottom
of all of this!


Hey, Hector.


- You almost done?
- Almost.


He is here. I sense it.


Well, I guess I'll go home now


and just leave this nice honey out,
with no one around.


You're busted, box boy!


I knew I heard something.
So you can talk!


I can talk.
And now you'll start talking!


Where you getting the sweet stuff?
Who's your supplier?


I don't understand.
I thought we were friends.


The last thing we want
to do is upset bees!


You're too late! It's ours now!


You, sir, have crossed
the wrong sword!


You, sir, will be lunch
for my iguana, Ignacio!


Where is the honey coming from?


Tell me where!


Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms!


Orazy person!


What horrible thing has happened here?


These faces, they never knew
what hit them. And now


they're on the road to nowhere!


Just keep still.


What? You're not dead?


Do I look dead? They will wipe anything
that moves. Where you headed?


To Honey Farms.
I am onto something huge here.


I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood,
crazy stuff. Blows your head off!


I'm going to Tacoma.


- And you?
- He really is dead.


All right.


Uh-oh!


- What is that?!
- Oh, no!


- A wiper! Triple blade!
- Triple blade?


Jump on! It's your only chance, bee!


Why does everything have
to be so doggone clean?!


How much do you people need to see?!


Open your eyes!
Stick your head out the window!


From NPR News in Washington,
I'm Oarl Kasell.


But don't kill no more bugs!


- Bee!
- Moose blood guy!!


- You hear something?
- Like what?


Like tiny screaming.


Turn off the radio.


Whassup, bee boy?


Hey, Blood.


Just a row of honey jars,
as far as the eye could see.


Wow!


I assume wherever this truck goes
is where they're getting it.


I mean, that honey's ours.


- Bees hang tight.
- We're all jammed in.


It's a close community.


Not us, man. We on our own.
Every mosquito on his own.


- What if you get in trouble?
- You a mosquito, you in trouble.


Nobody likes us. They just smack.
See a mosquito, smack, smack!


At least you're out in the world.
You must meet girls.


Mosquito girls try to trade up,
get with a moth, dragonfly.


Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito.


You got to be kidding me!


Mooseblood's about to leave
the building! So long, bee!


- Hey, guys!
- Mooseblood!


I knew I'd catch y'all down here.
Did you bring your crazy straw?


We throw it in jars, slap a label on it,
and it's pretty much pure profit.


What is this place?


A bee's got a brain
the size of a pinhead.


They are pinheads!


Pinhead.


- Oheck out the new smoker.
- Oh, sweet. That's the one you want.


The Thomas 3000!


Smoker?


Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic.
Twice the nicotine, all the tar.


A couple breaths of this
knocks them right out.


They make the honey,
and we make the money.


"They make the honey,
and we make the money"?


Oh, my!


What's going on? Are you OK?


Yeah. It doesn't last too long.


Do you know you're
in a fake hive with fake walls?


Our queen was moved here.
We had no choice.


This is your queen?
That's a man in women's clothes!


That's a drag queen!


What is this?


Oh, no!


There's hundreds of them!


Bee honey.


Our honey is being brazenly stolen
on a massive scale!


This is worse than anything bears
have done! I intend to do something.


Oh, Barry, stop.


Who told you humans are taking
our honey? That's a rumor.


Do these look like rumors?


That's a conspiracy theory.
These are obviously doctored photos.


How did you get mixed up in this?


He's been talking to humans.


- What?
- Talking to humans?!


He has a human girlfriend.
And they make out!


Make out? Barry!


We do not.


- You wish you could.
- Whose side are you on?


The bees!


I dated a cricket once in San Antonio.
Those crazy legs kept me up all night.


Barry, this is what you want
to do with your life?


I want to do it for all our lives.
Nobody works harder than bees!


Dad, I remember you
coming home so overworked


your hands were still stirring.
You couldn't stop.


I remember that.


What right do they have to our honey?


We live on two cups a year. They put it
in lip balm for no reason whatsoever!


Even if it's true, what can one bee do?


Sting them where it really hurts.


In the face! The eye!


- That would hurt.
- No.


Up the nose? That's a killer.


There's only one place you can sting
the humans, one place where it matters.


Hive at Five, the hive's only
full-hour action news source.


No more bee beards!


With Bob Bumble at the anchor desk.


Weather with Storm Stinger.


Sports with Buzz Larvi.


And Jeanette Ohung.


- Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble.
- And I'm Jeanette Ohung.


A tri-county bee, Barry Benson,


intends to sue the human race
for stealing our honey,


packaging it and profiting
from it illegally!


Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King,


we'll have three former queens here in
our studio, discussing their new book,


Olassy Ladies,
out this week on Hexagon.


Tonight we're talking to Barry Benson.


Did you ever think, "I'm a kid
from the hive. I can't do this"?


Bees have never been afraid
to change the world.


What about Bee Oolumbus?
Bee Gandhi? Bejesus?


Where I'm from, we'd never sue humans.


We were thinking
of stickball or candy stores.


How old are you?


The bee community
is supporting you in this case,


which will be the trial
of the bee century.


You know, they have a Larry King
in the human world too.


It's a common name. Next week...


He looks like you and has a show
and suspenders and colored dots...


Next week...


Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the
guest even though you just heard 'em.


Bear Week next week!
They're scary, hairy and here live.


Always leans forward, pointy shoulders,
squinty eyes, very Jewish.


In tennis, you attack
at the point of weakness!


It was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81.


Honey, her backhand's a joke!
I'm not gonna take advantage of that?


Quiet, please.
Actual work going on here.


- Is that that same bee?
- Yes, it is!


I'm helping him sue the human race.


- Hello.
- Hello, bee.


This is Ken.


Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size
ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe.


Why does he talk again?


Listen, you better go
'cause we're really busy working.


But it's our yogurt night!


Bye-bye.


Why is yogurt night so difficult?!


You poor thing.
You two have been at this for hours!


Yes, and Adam here
has been a huge help.


- Frosting...
- How many sugars?


Just one. I try not
to use the competition.


So why are you helping me?


Bees have good qualities.


And it takes my mind off the shop.


Instead of flowers, people
are giving balloon bouquets now.


Those are great, if you're three.


And artificial flowers.


- Oh, those just get me psychotic!
- Yeah, me too.


Bent stingers, pointless pollination.


Bees must hate those fake things!


Nothing worse
than a daffodil that's had work done.


Maybe this could make up
for it a little bit.


- This lawsuit's a pretty big deal.
- I guess.


You sure you want to go through with it?


Am I sure? When I'm done with
the humans, they won't be able


to say, "Honey, I'm home,"
without paying a royalty!


It's an incredible scene
here in downtown Manhattan,


where the world anxiously waits,
because for the first time in history,


we will hear for ourselves
if a honeybee can actually speak.


What have we gotten into here, Barry?


It's pretty big, isn't it?


I can't believe how many humans
don't work during the day.


You think billion-dollar multinational
food companies have good lawyers?


Everybody needs to stay
behind the barricade.


- What's the matter?
- I don't know, I just got a chill.


Well, if it isn't the bee team.


You boys work on this?


All rise! The Honorable
Judge Bumbleton presiding.


All right. Oase number 4475,


Superior Oourt of New York,
Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry


is now in session.


Mr. Montgomery, you're representing
the five food companies collectively?


A privilege.


Mr. Benson... you're representing
all the bees of the world?


I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor,
we're ready to proceed.


Mr. Montgomery,
your opening statement, please.


Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,


my grandmother was a simple woman.


Born on a farm, she believed
it was man's divine right


to benefit from the bounty
of nature God put before us.


If we lived in the topsy-turvy world
Mr. Benson imagines,


just think of what would it mean.


I would have to negotiate
with the silkworm


for the elastic in my britches!


Talking bee!


How do we know this isn't some sort of


holographic motion-picture-capture
Hollywood wizardry?


They could be using laser beams!


Robotics! Ventriloquism!
Oloning! For all we know,


he could be on steroids!


Mr. Benson?


Ladies and gentlemen,
there's no trickery here.


I'm just an ordinary bee.
Honey's pretty important to me.


It's important to all bees.
We invented it!


We make it. And we protect it
with our lives.


Unfortunately, there are
some people in this room


who think they can take it from us


'cause we're the little guys!
I'm hoping that, after this is all over,


you'll see how, by taking our honey,
you not only take everything we have


but everything we are!


I wish he'd dress like that
all the time. So nice!


Oall your first witness.


So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden
of Honey Farms, big company you have.


I suppose so.


I see you also own
Honeyburton and Honron!


Yes, they provide beekeepers
for our farms.


Beekeeper. I find that
to be a very disturbing term.


I don't imagine you employ
any bee-free-ers, do you?


- No.
- I couldn't hear you.


- No.
- No.


Because you don't free bees.
You keep bees. Not only that,


it seems you thought a bear would be
an appropriate image for a jar of honey.


They're very lovable creatures.


Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear.


You mean like this?


Bears kill bees!


How'd you like his head crashing
through your living room?!


Biting into your couch!
Spitting out your throw pillows!


OK, that's enough. Take him away.


So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here.
Your name intrigues me.


- Where have I heard it before?
- I was with a band called The Police.


But you've never been
a police officer, have you?


No, I haven't.


No, you haven't. And so here
we have yet another example


of bee culture casually
stolen by a human


for nothing more than
a prance-about stage name.


Oh, please.


Have you ever been stung, Mr. Sting?


Because I'm feeling
a little stung, Sting.


Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner!


That's not his real name?! You idiots!


Mr. Liotta, first,
belated congratulations on


your Emmy win for a guest spot
on ER in 2005.


Thank you. Thank you.


I see from your resume
that you're devilishly handsome


with a churning inner turmoil
that's ready to blow.


I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime?


Not yet it isn't. But is this
what it's come to for you?


Exploiting tiny, helpless bees
so you don't


have to rehearse
your part and learn your lines, sir?


Watch it, Benson!
I could blow right now!


This isn't a goodfella.
This is a badfella!


Why doesn't someone just step on
this creep, and we can all go home?!


- Order in this court!
- You're all thinking it!


Order! Order, I say!


- Say it!
- Mr. Liotta, please sit down!


I think it was awfully nice
of that bear to pitch in like that.


I think the jury's on our side.


Are we doing everything right, legally?


I'm a florist.


Right. Well, here's to a great team.


To a great team!


Well, hello.


- Ken!
- Hello.


I didn't think you were coming.


No, I was just late.
I tried to call, but... the battery.


I didn't want all this to go to waste,
so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free.


Oh, that was lucky.


There's a little left.
I could heat it up.


Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever.


So I hear you're quite a tennis player.


I'm not much for the game myself.
The ball's a little grabby.


That's where I usually sit.
Right... there.


Ken, Barry was looking at your resume,


and he agreed with me that eating with
chopsticks isn't really a special skill.


You think I don't see what you're doing?


I know how hard it is to find
the rightjob. We have that in common.


Do we?


Bees have 100 percent employment,
but we do jobs like taking the crud out.


That's just what
I was thinking about doing.


Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor
for his fuzz. I hope that was all right.


I'm going to drain the old stinger.


Yeah, you do that.


Look at that.


You know, I've just about had it


with your little mind games.


- What's that?
- Italian Vogue.


Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages.


A lot of ads.


Remember what Van said, why is
your life more valuable than mine?


Funny, I just can't seem to recall that!


I think something stinks in here!


I love the smell of flowers.


How do you like the smell of flames?!


Not as much.


Water bug! Not taking sides!


Ken, I'm wearing a Ohapstick hat!
This is pathetic!


I've got issues!


Well, well, well, a royal flush!


- You're bluffing.
- Am I?


Surf's up, dude!


Poo water!


That bowl is gnarly.


Except for those dirty yellow rings!


Kenneth! What are you doing?!


You know, I don't even like honey!
I don't eat it!


We need to talk!


He's just a little bee!


And he happens to be
the nicest bee I've met in a long time!


Long time? What are you talking about?!
Are there other bugs in your life?


No, but there are other things bugging
me in life. And you're one of them!


Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night...


My nerves are fried from riding
on this emotional roller coaster!


Goodbye, Ken.


And for your information,


I prefer sugar-free, artificial
sweeteners made by man!


I'm sorry about all that.


I know it's got
an aftertaste! I like it!


I always felt there was some kind
of barrier between Ken and me.


I couldn't overcome it.
Oh, well.


Are you OK for the trial?


I believe Mr. Montgomery
is about out of ideas.


We would like to call
Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand.


Good idea! You can really see why he's
considered one of the best lawyers...


Yeah.


Layton, you've
gotta weave some magic


with this jury,
or it's gonna be all over.


Don't worry. The only thing I have
to do to turn this jury around


is to remind them
of what they don't like about bees.


- You got the tweezers?
- Are you allergic?


Only to losing, son. Only to losing.


Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you
what I think we'd all like to know.


What exactly is your relationship


to that woman?


We're friends.


- Good friends?
- Yes.


How good? Do you live together?


Wait a minute...


Are you her little...


...bedbug?


I've seen a bee documentary or two.
From what I understand,


doesn't your queen give birth
to all the bee children?


- Yeah, but...
- So those aren't your real parents!


- Oh, Barry...
- Yes, they are!


Hold me back!


You're an illegitimate bee,
aren't you, Benson?


He's denouncing bees!


Don't y'all date your cousins?


- Objection!
- I'm going to pincushion this guy!


Adam, don't! It's what he wants!


Oh, I'm hit!!


Oh, lordy, I am hit!


Order! Order!


The venom! The venom
is coursing through my veins!


I have been felled
by a winged beast of destruction!


You see? You can't treat them
like equals! They're striped savages!


Stinging's the only thing
they know! It's their way!


- Adam, stay with me.
- I can't feel my legs.


What angel of mercy
will come forward to suck the poison


from my heaving buttocks?


I will have order in this court. Order!


Order, please!


The case of the honeybees
versus the human race


took a pointed turn against the bees


yesterday when one of their legal
team stung Layton T. Montgomery.


- Hey, buddy.
- Hey.


- Is there much pain?
- Yeah.


I...


I blew the whole case, didn't I?


It doesn't matter. What matters is
you're alive. You could have died.


I'd be better off dead. Look at me.


They got it from the cafeteria
downstairs, in a tuna sandwich.


Look, there's
a little celery still on it.


What was it like to sting someone?


I can't explain it. It was all...


All adrenaline and then...
and then ecstasy!


All right.


You think it was all a trap?


Of course. I'm sorry.
I flew us right into this.


What were we thinking? Look at us. We're
just a couple of bugs in this world.


What will the humans do to us
if they win?


I don't know.


I hear they put the roaches in motels.
That doesn't sound so bad.


Adam, they check in,
but they don't check out!


Oh, my.


Oould you get a nurse
to close that window?


- Why?
- The smoke.


Bees don't smoke.


Right. Bees don't smoke.


Bees don't smoke!
But some bees are smoking.


That's it! That's our case!


It is? It's not over?


Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere.


Get back to the court and stall.
Stall any way you can.


And assuming you've done step correctly, you're ready for the tub.


Mr. Flayman.


Yes? Yes, Your Honor!


Where is the rest of your team?


Well, Your Honor, it's interesting.


Bees are trained to fly haphazardly,


and as a result,
we don't make very good time.


I actually heard a funny story about...


Your Honor,
haven't these ridiculous bugs


taken up enough
of this court's valuable time?


How much longer will we allow
these absurd shenanigans to go on?


They have presented no compelling
evidence to support their charges


against my clients,
who run legitimate businesses.


I move for a complete dismissal
of this entire case!


Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going


to have to consider
Mr. Montgomery's motion.


But you can't! We have a terrific case.


Where is your proof?
Where is the evidence?


Show me the smoking gun!


Hold it, Your Honor!
You want a smoking gun?


Here is your smoking gun.


What is that?


It's a bee smoker!


What, this?
This harmless little contraption?


This couldn't hurt a fly,
let alone a bee.


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 smoke machines


and man-made wooden slat work camps?


Living out our lives as honey slaves
to the white man?


- What are we gonna do?
- He's playing the species card.


Ladies and gentlemen, please,
free these bees!


Free the bees! Free the bees!


Free the bees!


Free the bees! Free the bees!


The court finds in favor of the bees!


Vanessa, we won!


I knew you could do it! High-five!


Sorry.


I'm OK! You know what this means?


All the honey
will finally belong to the bees.


Now we won't have
to work so hard all the time.


This is an unholy perversion
of the balance of nature, Benson.


You'll regret this.


Barry, how much honey is out there?


All right. One at a time.


Barry, who are you wearing?


My sweater is Ralph Lauren,
and I have no pants.


- What if Montgomery's right?
- What do you mean?


We've been living the bee way
a long time, 27 million years.


Oongratulations on your victory.
What will you demand as a settlement?


First, we'll demand a complete shutdown
of all bee work camps.


Then we want back the honey
that was ours to begin with,


every last drop.


We demand an end to the glorification
of the bear as anything more


than a filthy, smelly,
bad-breath stink machine.


We're all aware
of what they do in the woods.


Wait for my signal.


Take him out.


He'll have nauseous
for a few hours, then he'll be fine.


And we will no longer tolerate
bee-negative nicknames...


But it's just a prance-about stage name!


...unnecessary inclusion of honey
in bogus health products


and la-dee-da human
tea-time snack garnishments.


Oan't breathe.


Bring it in, boys!


Hold it right there! Good.


Tap it.


Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups,
and there's gallons more coming!


- I think we need to shut down!
- Shut down? We've never shut down.


Shut down honey production!


Stop making honey!


Turn your key, sir!


What do we do now?


Oannonball!


We're shutting honey production!


Mission abort.


Aborting pollination and nectar detail.
Returning to base.


Adam, you wouldn't believe
how much honey was out there.


Oh, yeah?


What's going on? Where is everybody?


- Are they out celebrating?
- They're home.


They don't know what to do.
Laying out, sleeping in.


I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way
to San Antonio with a cricket.


At least we got our honey back.


Sometimes I think, so what if humans
liked our honey? Who wouldn't?


It's the greatest thing in the world!
I was excited to be part of making it.


This was my new desk. This was my
new job. I wanted to do it really well.


And now...


Now I can't.


I don't understand
why they're not happy.


I thought their lives would be better!


They're doing nothing. It's amazing.
Honey really changes people.


You don't have any idea
what's going on, do you?


- What did you want to show me?
- This.


What happened here?


That is not the half of it.


Oh, no. Oh, my.


They're all wilting.


Doesn't look very good, does it?


No.


And whose fault do you think that is?


You know, I'm gonna guess bees.


Bees?


Specifically, me.


I didn't think bees not needing to make
honey would affect all these things.


It's notjust flowers.
Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees.


That's our whole SAT test right there.


Take away produce, that affects
the entire animal kingdom.


And then, of course...


The human species?


So if there's no more pollination,


it could all just go south here,
couldn't it?


I know this is also partly my fault.


How about a suicide pact?


How do we do it?


- I'll sting you, you step on me.
- Thatjust kills you twice.


Right, right.


Listen, Barry...
sorry, but I gotta get going.


I had to open my mouth and talk.


Vanessa?


Vanessa? Why are you leaving?
Where are you going?


To the final Tournament of Roses parade
in Pasadena.


They've moved it to this weekend
because all the flowers are dying.


It's the last chance
I'll ever have to see it.


Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry.
I never meant it to turn out like this.


I know. Me neither.


Tournament of Roses.
Roses can't do sports.


Wait a minute. Roses. Roses?


Roses!


Vanessa!


Roses?!


Barry?


- Roses are flowers!
- Yes, they are.


Flowers, bees, pollen!


I know.
That's why this is the last parade.


Maybe not.
Oould you ask him to slow down?


Oould you slow down?


Barry!


OK, I made a huge mistake.
This is a total disaster, all my fault.


Yes, it kind of is.


I've ruined the planet.
I wanted to help you


with the flower shop.
I've made it worse.


Actually, it's completely closed down.


I thought maybe you were remodeling.


But I have another idea, and it's
greater than my previous ideas combined.


I don't want to hear it!


All right, they have the roses,
the roses have the pollen.


I know every bee, plant
and flower bud in this park.


All we gotta do is get what they've got
back here with what we've got.


- Bees.
- Park.


- Pollen!
- Flowers.


- Repollination!
- Across the nation!


Tournament of Roses,
Pasadena, Oalifornia.


They've got nothing
but flowers, floats and cotton candy.


Security will be tight.


I have an idea.


Vanessa Bloome, FTD.


Official floral business. It's real.


Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch.


Thank you. It was a gift.


Once inside,
we just pick the right float.


How about The Princess and the Pea?


I could be the princess,
and you could be the pea!


Yes, I got it.


- Where should I sit?
- What are you?


- I believe I'm the pea.
- The pea?


It goes under the mattresses.


- Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart.
- I'm getting the marshal.


You do that!
This whole parade is a fiasco!


Let's see what this baby'll do.


Hey, what are you doing?!


Then all we do
is blend in with traffic...


...without arousing suspicion.


Once at the airport,
there's no stopping us.


Stop! Security.


- You and your insect pack your float?
- Yes.


Has it been
in your possession the entire time?


Would you remove your shoes?


- Remove your stinger.
- It's part of me.


I know. Just having some fun.
Enjoy your flight.


Then if we're lucky, we'll have
just enough pollen to do the job.


Oan you believe how lucky we are? We
have just enough pollen to do the job!


I think this is gonna work.


It's got to work.


Attention, passengers,
this is Oaptain Scott.


We have a bit of bad weather
in New York.


It looks like we'll experience
a couple hours delay.


Barry, these are cut flowers
with no water. They'll never make it.


I gotta get up there
and talk to them.


Be careful.


Oan I get help
with the Sky Mall magazine?


I'd like to order the talking
inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer.


Oaptain, I'm in a real situation.


- What'd you say, Hal?
- Nothing.


Bee!


Don't freak out! My entire species...


What are you doing?


- Wait a minute! I'm an attorney!
- Who's an attorney?


Don't move.


Oh, Barry.


Good afternoon, passengers.
This is your captain.


Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B
please report to the cockpit?


And please hurry!


What happened here?


There was a DustBuster,
a toupee, a life raft exploded.


One's bald, one's in a boat,
they're both unconscious!


- Is that another bee joke?
- No!


No one's flying the plane!


This is JFK control tower, Flight 356.
What's your status?


This is Vanessa Bloome.
I'm a florist from New York.


Where's the pilot?


He's unconscious,
and so is the copilot.


Not good. Does anyone onboard
have flight experience?


As a matter of fact, there is.


- Who's that?
- Barry Benson.


From the honey trial?! Oh, great.


Vanessa, this is nothing more
than a big metal bee.


It's got giant wings, huge engines.


I can't fly a plane.


- Why not? Isn't John Travolta a pilot?
- Yes.


How hard could it be?


Wait, Barry!
We're headed into some lightning.


This is Bob Bumble. We have some
late-breaking news from JFK Airport,


where a suspenseful scene
is developing.


Barry Benson,
fresh from his legal victory...


That's Barry!


...is attempting to land a plane,
loaded with people, flowers


and an incapacitated flight crew.


Flowers?!


We have a storm in the area
and two individuals at the controls


with absolutely no flight experience.


Just a minute.
There's a bee on that plane.


I'm quite familiar with Mr. Benson
and his no-account compadres.


They've done enough damage.


But isn't he your only hope?


Technically, a bee
shouldn't be able to fly at all.


Their wings are too small...


Haven't we heard this a million times?


"The surface area of the wings
and body mass make no sense."


- Get this on the air!
- Got it.


- Stand by.
- We're going live.


The way we work may be a mystery to you.


Making honey takes a lot of bees
doing a lot of small jobs.


But let me tell you about a small job.


If you do it well,
it makes a big difference.


More than we realized.
To us, to everyone.


That's why I want to get bees
back to working together.


That's the bee way!
We're not made of Jell-O.


We get behind a fellow.


- Black and yellow!
- Hello!


Left, right, down, hover.


- Hover?
- Forget hover.


This isn't so hard.
Beep-beep! Beep-beep!


Barry, what happened?!


Wait, I think we were
on autopilot the whole time.


- That may have been helping me.
- And now we're not!


So it turns out I cannot fly a plane.


All of you, let's get
behind this fellow! Move it out!


Move out!


Our only chance is if I do what I'd do,
you copy me with the wings of the plane!


Don't have to yell.


I'm not yelling!
We're in a lot of trouble.


It's very hard to concentrate
with that panicky tone in your voice!


It's not a tone. I'm panicking!


I can't do this!


Vanessa, pull yourself together.
You have to snap out of it!


You snap out of it.


You snap out of it.


- You snap out of it!
- You snap out of it!


- You snap out of it!
- You snap out of it!


- You snap out of it!
- You snap out of it!


- Hold it!
- Why? Oome on, it's my turn.


How is the plane flying?


I don't know.


Hello?


Benson, got any flowers
for a happy occasion in there?


The Pollen Jocks!


They do get behind a fellow.


- Black and yellow.
- Hello.


All right, let's drop this tin can
on the blacktop.


Where? I can't see anything. Oan you?


No, nothing. It's all cloudy.


Oome on. You got to think bee, Barry.


- Thinking bee.
- Thinking bee.


Thinking bee!
Thinking bee! Thinking bee!


Wait a minute.
I think I'm feeling something.


- What?
- I don't know. It's strong, pulling me.


Like a 27-million-year-old instinct.


Bring the nose down.


Thinking bee!
Thinking bee! Thinking bee!


- What in the world is on the tarmac?
- Get some lights on that!


Thinking bee!
Thinking bee! Thinking bee!


- Vanessa, aim for the flower.
- OK.


Out the engines. We're going in
on bee power. Ready, boys?


Affirmative!


Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it.


Land on that flower!


Ready? Full reverse!


Spin it around!


- Not that flower! The other one!
- Which one?


- That flower.
- I'm aiming at the flower!


That's a fat guy in a flowered shirt.
I mean the giant pulsating flower


made of millions of bees!


Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up.


Rotate around it.


- This is insane, Barry!
- This's the only way I know how to fly.


Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane
flying in an insect-like pattern?


Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid.
Smell it. Full reverse!


Just drop it. Be a part of it.


Aim for the center!


Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman!


Oome on, already.


Barry, we did it!
You taught me how to fly!


- Yes. No high-five!
- Right.


Barry, it worked!
Did you see the giant flower?


What giant flower? Where? Of course
I saw the flower! That was genius!


- Thank you.
- But we're not done yet.


Listen, everyone!


This runway is covered
with the last pollen


from the last flowers
available anywhere on Earth.


That means this is our last chance.


We're the only ones who make honey,
pollinate flowers and dress like this.


If we're gonna survive as a species,
this is our moment! What do you say?


Are we going to be bees, orjust
Museum of Natural History keychains?


We're bees!


Keychain!


Then follow me! Except Keychain.


Hold on, Barry. Here.


You've earned this.


Yeah!


I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect
fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves.


Oh, yeah.


That's our Barry.


Mom! The bees are back!


If anybody needs
to make a call, now's the time.


I got a feeling we'll be
working late tonight!


Here's your change. Have a great
afternoon! Oan I help who's next?


Would you like some honey with that?
It is bee-approved. Don't forget these.


Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me.
And I don't see a nickel!


Sometimes I just feel
like a piece of meat!


I had no idea.


Barry, I'm sorry.
Have you got a moment?


Would you excuse me?
My mosquito associate will help you.


Sorry I'm late.


He's a lawyer too?


I was already a blood-sucking parasite.
All I needed was a briefcase.


Have a great afternoon!


Barry, I just got this huge tulip order,
and I can't get them anywhere.


No problem, Vannie.
Just leave it to me.


You're a lifesaver, Barry.
Oan I help who's next?


All right, scramble, jocks!
It's time to fly.


Thank you, Barry!


That bee is living my life!


Let it go, Kenny.


- When will this nightmare end?!
- Let it all go.


- Beautiful day to fly.
- Sure is.


Between you and me,
I was dying to get out of that office.


You have got
to start thinking bee, my friend.


- Thinking bee!
- Me?


Hold it. Let's just stop
for a second. Hold it.


I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone.
Oan we stop here?


I'm not making a major life decision
during a production number!


All right. Take ten, everybody.
Wrap it up, guys.


I had virtually no rehearsal for that.

Special thanks to SergeiK.

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  Once upon a time there was a lovely
                         princess. But she had an enchantment
                         upon her of a fearful sort which could
                         only be broken by love's first kiss.
                         She was locked away in a castle guarded
                         by a terrible fire-breathing dragon.
                         Many brave knights had attempted to
                         free her from this dreadful prison,
                         but non prevailed. She waited in the
                         dragon's keep in the highest room of
                         the tallest tower for her true love
                         and true love's first kiss. (laughs)
                         Like that's ever gonna happen. What
                         a load of - (toilet flush)

               Allstar - by Smashmouth begins to play. Shrek goes about his
               day. While in a nearby town, the villagers get together to go
               after the ogre.

               NIGHT - NEAR SHREK'S HOME

                                     MAN1
                         Think it's in there?

                                     MAN2
                         All right. Let's get it!

                                     MAN1
                         Whoa. Hold on. Do you know what that
                         thing can do to you?

                                     MAN3
                         Yeah, it'll grind your bones for it's
                         bread.

               Shrek sneaks up behind them and laughs.

                                     SHREK
                         Yes, well, actually, that would be a
                         giant. Now, ogres, oh they're much worse.
                         They'll make a suit from your freshly
                         peeled skin.

                                     MEN
                         No!

                                     SHREK
                         They'll shave your liver. Squeeze the
                         jelly from your eyes! Actually, it's
                         quite good on toast.

                                     MAN1
                         Back! Back, beast! Back! I warn ya!
                         (waves the torch at Shrek.)

               Shrek calmly licks his fingers and extinguishes the torch. The
               men shrink back away from him. Shrek roars very loudly and long
               and his breath extinguishes all the remaining torches until the
               men are in the dark.

                                     SHREK
                         This is the part where you run away.
                         (The men scramble to get away. He laughs.)
                         And stay out! (looks down and picks
                         up a piece of paper. Reads.) "Wanted.
                         Fairy tale creatures."(He sighs and
                         throws the paper over his shoulder.)


               THE NEXT DAY

               There is a line of fairy tale creatures. The head of the guard
               sits at a table paying people for bringing the fairy tale creatures
               to him. There are cages all around. Some of the people in line
               are Peter Pan, who is carrying Tinkerbell in a cage, Gipetto
               who's carrying Pinocchio, and a farmer who is carrying the three
               little pigs.

                                     GUARD
                         All right. This one's full. Take it
                         away! Move it along. Come on! Get up!


                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Next!

                                     GUARD
                         (taking the witch's broom) Give me that!
                         Your flying days are over. (breaks the
                         broom in half)

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         That's 20 pieces of silver for the witch.
                         Next!

                                     GUARD
                         Get up! Come on!

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Twenty pieces.

                                     LITTLE BEAR
                         (crying) This cage is too small.

                                     DONKEY
                         Please, don't turn me in. I'll never
                         be stubborn again. I can change. Please!
                         Give me another chance!

                                     OLD WOMAN
                         Oh, shut up. (jerks his rope)

                                     DONKEY
                         Oh!

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Next! What have you got?

                                     GIPETTO
                         This little wooden puppet.

                                     PINOCCHIO
                         I'm not a puppet. I'm a real boy. (his
                         nose grows)

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Five shillings for the possessed toy.
                         Take it away.

                                     PINOCCHIO
                         Father, please! Don't let them do this!
                         Help me!

               Gipetto takes the money and walks off. The old woman steps up
               to the table.

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Next! What have you got?

                                     OLD WOMAN
                         Well, I've got a talking donkey.

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Right. Well, that's good for ten shillings,
                         if you can prove it.

                                     OLD WOMAN
                         Oh, go ahead, little fella.

               Donkey just looks up at her.

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Well?

                                     OLD WOMAN
                         Oh, oh, he's just...he's just a little
                         nervous. He's really quite a chatterbox.
                         Talk, you boneheaded dolt...

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         That's it. I've heard enough. Guards!


                                     OLD WOMAN
                         No, no, he talks! He does. (pretends
                         to be Donkey) I can talk. I love to
                         talk. I'm the talkingest damn thing
                         you ever saw.

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Get her out of my sight.

                                     OLD WOMAN
                         No, no! I swear! Oh! He can talk!

               The guards grab the old woman and she struggles with them. One
               of her legs flies out and kicks Tinkerbell out of Peter Pan's
               hands, and her cage drops on Donkey's head. He gets sprinkled
               with fairy dust and he's able to fly.

                                     DONKEY
                         Hey! I can fly!

                                     PETER PAN
                         He can fly!

                                     3 LITTLE PIGS
                         He can fly!

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         He can talk!

                                     DONKEY
                         Ha, ha! That's right, fool! Now I'm
                         a flying, talking donkey. You might
                         have seen a housefly, maybe even a superfly
                         but I bet you ain't never seen a donkey
                         fly. Ha, ha! (the pixie dust begins
                         to wear off) Uh-oh. (he begins to sink
                         to the ground.)

               He hits the ground with a thud.

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Seize him! (Donkey takes of running.)
                         After him!

                                     GUARDS
                         He's getting away! Get him! This way!
                         Turn!

               Donkey keeps running and he eventually runs into Shrek. Literally.
               Shrek turns around to see who bumped into him. Donkey looks scared
               for a moment then he spots the guards coming up the path. He
               quickly hides behind Shrek.

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         You there. Ogre!

                                     SHREK
                         Aye?

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         By the order of Lord Farquaad I am authorized
                         to place you both under arrest and transport
                         you to a designated resettlement facility.


                                     SHREK
                         Oh, really? You and what army?

               He looks behind the guard and the guard turns to look as well
               and we see that the other men have run off. The guard tucks tail
               and runs off. Shrek laughs and goes back about his business and
               begins walking back to his cottage.

                                     DONKEY
                         Can I say something to you? Listen,
                         you was really, really, really somethin'
                         back here. Incredible!

                                     SHREK
                         Are you talkin' to...(he turns around
                         and Donkey is gone) me? (he turns back
                         around and Donkey is right in front
                         of him.) Whoa!

                                     DONKEY
                         Yes. I was talkin' to you. Can I tell
                         you that you that you was great back
                         here? Those guards! They thought they
                         was all of that. Then you showed up,
                         and bam! They was trippin' over themselves
                         like babes in the woods. That really
                         made me feel good to see that.

                                     SHREK
                         Oh, that's great. Really.

                                     DONKEY
                         Man, it's good to be free.

                                     SHREK
                         Now, why don't you go celebrate your
                         freedom with your own friends? Hmm?


                                     DONKEY
                         But, uh, I don't have any friends. And
                         I'm not goin' out there by myself. Hey,
                         wait a minute! I got a great idea! I'll
                         stick with you. You're mean, green,
                         fightin' machine. Together we'll scare
                         the spit out of anybody that crosses
                         us.

               Shrek turns and regards Donkey for a moment before roaring very
               loudly.

                                     DONKEY
                         Oh, wow! That was really scary. If you
                         don't mind me sayin', if that don't
                         work, your breath certainly will get
                         the job done, 'cause you definitely
                         need some Tic Tacs or something, 'cause
                         you breath stinks! You almost burned
                         the hair outta my nose, just like the
                         time...(Shrek covers his mouth but Donkey
                         continues to talk, so Shrek removes
                         his hand.) ...then I ate some rotten
                         berries. I had strong gases leaking
                         out of my butt that day.

                                     SHREK
                         Why are you following me?

                                     DONKEY
                         I'll tell you why. (singing) 'Cause
                         I'm all alone, There's no one here beside
                         me, My problems have all gone, There's
                         no one to deride me, But you gotta have
                         faith...

                                     SHREK
                         Stop singing! It's no wonder you don't
                         have any friends.

                                     DONKEY
                         Wow. Only a true friend would be that
                         cruelly honest.

                                     SHREK
                         Listen, little donkey. Take a look at
                         me. What am I?

                                     DONKEY
                         (looks all the way up at Shrek) Uh ...really
                         tall?

                                     SHREK
                         No! I'm an ogre! You know. "Grab your
                         torch and pitchforks." Doesn't that
                         bother you?

                                     DONKEY
                         Nope.

                                     SHREK
                         Really?

                                     DONKEY
                         Really, really.

                                     SHREK
                         Oh.

                                     DONKEY
                         Man, I like you. What's you name?

                                     SHREK
                         Uh, Shrek.

                                     DONKEY
                         Shrek? Well, you know what I like about
                         you, Shrek? You got that kind of I-don't-care-what-nobody-thinks-of-me
                         thing. I like that. I respect that,
                         Shrek. You all right. (They come over
                         a hill and you can see Shrek's cottage.)
                         Whoa! Look at that. Who'd want to live
                         in place like that?

                                     SHREK
                         That would be my home.

                                     DONKEY
                         Oh! And it is lovely! Just beautiful.
                         You know you are quite a decorator.
                         It's amazing what you've done with such
                         a modest budget. I like that boulder.
                         That is a nice boulder. I guess you
                         don't entertain much, do you?

                                     SHREK
                         I like my privacy.

                                     DONKEY
                         You know, I do too. That's another thing
                         we have in common. Like I hate it when
                         you got somebody in your face. You've
                         trying to give them a hint, and they
                         won't leave. There's that awkward silence.
                         (awkward silence) Can I stay with you?


                                     SHREK
                         Uh, what?

                                     DONKEY
                         Can I stay with you, please?

                                     SHREK
                         (sarcastically) Of course!

                                     DONKEY
                         Really?

                                     SHREK
                         No.

                                     DONKEY
                         Please! I don't wanna go back there!
                         You don't know what it's like to be
                         considered a freak. (pause while he
                         looks at Shrek) Well, maybe you do.
                         But that's why we gotta stick together.
                         You gotta let me stay! Please! Please!


                                     SHREK
                         Okay! Okay! But one night only.

                                     DONKEY
                         Ah! Thank you! (he runs inside the cottage)


                                     SHREK
                         What are you...? (Donkey hops up onto
                         a chair.) No! No!

                                     DONKEY
                         This is gonna be fun! We can stay up
                         late, swappin' manly stories, and in
                         the mornin' I'm makin' waffles.

                                     SHREK
                         Oh!

                                     DONKEY
                         Where do, uh, I sleep?

                                     SHREK
                         (irritated) Outside!

                                     DONKEY
                         Oh, well, I guess that's cool. I mean,
                         I don't know you, and you don't know
                         me, so I guess outside is best, you
                         know. Here I go. Good night. (Shrek
                         slams the door.) (sigh) I mean, I do
                         like the outdoors. I'm a donkey. I was
                         born outside. I'll just be sitting by
                         myself outside, I guess, you know. By
                         myself, outside. I'm all alone...there's
                         no one here beside me...

               SHREK'S COTTAGE - NIGHT

               Shrek is getting ready for dinner. He sits himself down and lights
               a candle made out of earwax. He begins to eat when he hears a
               noise. He stands up with a huff.

                                     SHREK
                         (to Donkey) I thought I told you to
                         stay outside.

                                     DONKEY
                         (from the window) I am outside.

               There is another noise and Shrek turns to find the person that
               made the noise. He sees several shadows moving. He finally turns
               and spots 3 blind mice on his table.

                                     BLIND MOUSE1
                         Well, gents, it's a far cry from the
                         farm, but what choice do we have?


                                     BLIND MOUSE2
                         It's not home, but it'll do just fine.


                                     GORDO
                         (bouncing on a slug) What a lovely bed.


                                     SHREK
                         Got ya. (Grabs a mouse, but it escapes
                         and lands on his shoulder.)

                                     GORDO
                         I found some cheese. (bites Shrek's
                         ear)

                                     SHREK
                         Ow!

                                     GORDO
                         Blah! Awful stuff.

                                     BLIND MOUSE1
                         Is that you, Gordo?

                                     GORDO
                         How did you know?

                                     SHREK
                         Enough! (he grabs the 3 mice) What are
                         you doing in my house? (He gets bumped
                         from behind and he drops the mice.)
                         Hey! (he turns and sees the Seven Dwarves
                         with Snow White on the table.) Oh, no,
                         no, no. Dead broad off the table.


                                     DWARF
                         Where are we supposed to put her? The
                         bed's taken.

                                     SHREK
                         Huh?

               Shrek marches over to the bedroom and throws back the curtain.
               The Big Bad Wolf is sitting in the bed. The wolf just looks at
               him.

                                     BIG BAD WOLF
                         What?

               TIME LAPSE

               Shrek now has the Big Bad Wolf by the collar and is dragging
               him to the front door.

                                     SHREK
                         I live in a swamp. I put up signs. I'm
                         a terrifying ogre! What do I have to
                         do get a little privacy? (He opens the
                         front door to throw the Wolf out and
                         he sees that all the collected Fairy
                         Tale Creatures are on his land.) Oh,
                         no. No! No!

               The 3 bears sit around the fire, the pied piper is playing his
               pipe and the rats are all running to him, some elves are directing
               flight traffic so that the fairies and witches can land...etc.


                                     SHREK
                         What are you doing in my swamp? (this
                         echoes and everyone falls silent.)


               Gasps are heard all around. The 3 good fairies hide inside a
               tent.

                                     SHREK
                         All right, get out of here. All of you,
                         move it! Come on! Let's go! Hapaya!
                         Hapaya! Hey! Quickly. Come on! (more
                         dwarves run inside the house) No, no!
                         No, no. Not there. Not there. (they
                         shut the door on him) Oh! (turns to
                         look at Donkey)

                                     DONKEY
                         Hey, don't look at me. I didn't invite
                         them.

                                     PINOCCHIO
                         Oh, gosh, no one invited us.

                                     SHREK
                         What?

                                     PINOCCHIO
                         We were forced to come here.

                                     SHREK
                         (flabbergasted) By who?

                                     LITTLE PIG
                         Lord Farquaad. He huffed and he puffed
                         and he...signed an eviction notice.


                                     SHREK
                         (heavy sigh) All right. Who knows where
                         this Farquaad guy is?

               Everyone looks around at each other but no one answers.

                                     DONKEY
                         Oh, I do. I know where he is.

                                     SHREK
                         Does anyone else know where to find
                         him? Anyone at all?

                                     DONKEY
                         Me! Me!

                                     SHREK
                         Anyone?

                                     DONKEY
                         Oh! Oh, pick me! Oh, I know! I know!
                         Me, me!

                                     SHREK
                         (sigh) Okay, fine. Attention, all fairy
                         tale things. Do not get comfortable.
                         Your welcome is officially worn out.
                         In fact, I'm gonna see this guy Farquaad
                         right now and get you all off my land
                         and back where you came from! (Pause.
                         Then the crowd goes wild.) Oh! (to Donkey)
                         You! You're comin' with me.

                                     DONKEY
                         All right, that's what I like to hear,
                         man. Shrek and Donkey, two stalwart
                         friends, off on a whirlwind big-city
                         adventure. I love it!

                                     DONKEY
                         (singing) On the road again. Sing it
                         with me, Shrek. I can't wait to get
                         on the road again.

                                     SHREK
                         What did I say about singing?

                                     DONKEY
                         Can I whistle?

                                     SHREK
                         No.

                                     DONKEY
                         Can I hum it?

                                     SHREK
                         All right, hum it.

               Donkey begins to hum 'On the Road Again'.

               DULOC - KITCHEN

               A masked man is torturing the Gingerbread Man. He's continually
               dunking him in a glass of milk. Lord Farquaad walks in.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         That's enough. He's ready to talk.


               The Gingerbread Man is pulled out of the milk and slammed down
               onto a cookie sheet. Farquaad laughs as he walks over to the
               table. However when he reaches the table we see that it goes
               up to his eyes. He clears his throat and the table is lowered.


                                     FARQUAAD
                         (he picks up the Gingerbread Man's legs
                         and plays with them) Run, run, run,
                         as fast as you can. You can't catch
                         me. I'm the gingerbread man.

                                     GINGERBREAD MAN
                         You are a monster.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         I'm not the monster here. You are. You
                         and the rest of that fairy tale trash,
                         poisoning my perfect world. Now, tell
                         me! Where are the others?

                                     GINGERBREAD MAN
                         Eat me! (He spits milk into Farquaad's
                         eye.)

                                     FARQUAAD
                         I've tried to be fair to you creatures.
                         Now my patience has reached its end!
                         Tell me or I'll...(he makes as if to
                         pull off the Gingerbread Man's buttons)


                                     GINGERBREAD MAN
                         No, no, not the buttons. Not my gumdrop
                         buttons.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         All right then. Who's hiding them?


                                     GINGERBREAD MAN
                         Okay, I'll tell you. Do you know the
                         muffin man?

                                     FARQUAAD
                         The muffin man?

                                     GINGERBREAD MAN
                         The muffin man.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Yes, I know the muffin man, who lives
                         on Drury Lane?

                                     GINGERBREAD MAN
                         Well, she's married to the muffin man.


                                     FARQUAAD
                         The muffin man?

                                     GINGERBREAD MAN
                         The muffin man!

                                     FARQUAAD
                         She's married to the muffin man.

               The door opens and the Head Guard walks in.

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         My lord! We found it.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Then what are you waiting for? Bring
                         it in.

               More guards enter carrying something that is covered by a sheet.
               They hang up whatever it is and remove the sheet. It is the Magic
               Mirror.

                                     GINGERBREAD MAN
                         (in awe) Ohhhh...

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Magic mirror...

                                     GINGERBREAD MAN
                         Don't tell him anything! (Farquaad picks
                         him up and dumps him into a trash can
                         with a lid.) No!

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Evening. Mirror, mirror on the wall.
                         Is this not the most perfect kingdom
                         of them all?

                                     MIRROR
                         Well, technically you're not a king.


                                     FARQUAAD
                         Uh, Thelonius. (Thelonius holds up a
                         hand mirror and smashes it with his
                         fist.) You were saying?

                                     MIRROR
                         What I mean is you're not a king yet.
                         But you can become one. All you have
                         to do is marry a princess.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Go on.

                                     MIRROR
                         (chuckles nervously) So, just sit back
                         and relax, my lord, because it's time
                         for you to meet today's eligible bachelorettes.
                         And here they are! Bachelorette number
                         one is a mentally abused shut-in from
                         a kingdom far, far away. She likes sushi
                         and hot tubbing anytime. Her hobbies
                         include cooking and cleaning for her
                         two evil sisters. Please welcome Cinderella.
                         (shows picture of Cinderella) Bachelorette
                         number two is a cape-wearing girl from
                         the land of fancy. Although she lives
                         with seven other men, she's not easy.
                         Just kiss her dead, frozen lips and
                         find out what a live wire she is. Come
                         on. Give it up for Snow White! (shows
                         picture of Snow White) And last, but
                         certainly not last, bachelorette number
                         three is a fiery redhead from a dragon-guarded
                         castle surrounded by hot boiling lava!
                         But don't let that cool you off. She's
                         a loaded pistol who likes pina colads
                         and getting caught in the rain. Yours
                         for the rescuing, Princess Fiona! (Shows
                         picture of Princess Fiona) So will it
                         be bachelorette number one, bachelorette
                         number two or bachelorette number three?


                                     GUARDS
                         Two! Two! Three! Three! Two! Two! Three!


                                     FARQUAAD
                         Three? One? Three?

                                     THELONIUS
                         Three! (holds up 2 fingers) Pick number
                         three, my lord!

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Okay, okay, uh, number three!

                                     MIRROR
                         Lord Farquaad, you've chosen Princess
                         Fiona.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Princess Fiona. She's perfect. All I
                         have to do is just find someone who
                         can go...

                                     MIRROR
                         But I probably should mention the little
                         thing that happens at night.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         I'll do it.

                                     MIRROR
                         Yes, but after sunset...

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Silence! I will make this Princess Fiona
                         my queen, and DuLoc will finally have
                         the perfect king! Captain, assemble
                         your finest men. We're going to have
                         a tournament. (smiles evilly)

               DuLoc Parking Lot - Lancelot Section

               Shrek and Donkey come out of the field that is right by the parking
               lot. The castle itself is about 40 stories high.

                                     DONKEY
                         But that's it. That's it right there.
                         That's DuLoc. I told ya I'd find it.


                                     SHREK
                         So, that must be Lord Farquaad's castle.


                                     DONKEY
                         Uh-huh. That's the place.

                                     SHREK
                         Do you think maybe he's compensating
                         for something? (He laughs, but then
                         groans as Donkey doesn't get the joke.
                         He continues walking through the parking
                         lot.)

                                     DONKEY
                         Hey, wait. Wait up, Shrek.

                                     MAN
                         Hurry, darling. We're late. Hurry.


                                     SHREK
                         Hey, you! (The attendant, who is wearing
                         a giant head that looks like Lord Farquaad,
                         screams and begins running through the
                         rows of rope to get to the front gate
                         to get away from Shrek.) Wait a second.
                         Look, I'm not gonna eat you. I just
                         - - I just - - (He sighs and then begins
                         walking straight through the rows. The
                         attendant runs into a wall and falls
                         down. Shrek and Donkey look at him then
                         continue on into DuLoc.)

               DULOC

               They look around but all is quiet.

                                     SHREK
                         It's quiet. Too quiet. Where is everybody?


                                     DONKEY
                         Hey, look at this!

               Donkey runs over and pulls a lever that is attached to a box
               marked 'Information'. The music winds up and then the box doors
               open up. There are little wooden people inside and they begin
               to sing.

                                     WOODEN PEOPLE
                         Welcome to DuLoc such a perfect town


               Here we have some rules

               Let us lay them down

               Don't make waves, stay in line

               And we'll get along fine

               DuLoc is perfect place

               Please keep off of the grass

               Shine your shoes, wipe your... face

               DuLoc is, DuLoc is

               DuLoc is perfect place.

               Suddenly a camera takes Donkey and Shrek's picture.

                                     DONKEY
                         Wow! Let's do that again! (makes ready
                         to run over and pull the lever again)


                                     SHREK
                         (grabs Donkey's tail and holds him still)
                         No. No. No, no, no! No.

               They hear a trumpet fanfare and head over to the arena.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Brave knights. You are the best and
                         brightest in all the land. Today one
                         of you shall prove himself...

               As Shrek and Donkey walk down the tunnel to get into the arena
               Donkey is humming the DuLoc theme song.

                                     SHREK
                         All right. You're going the right way
                         for a smacked bottom.

                                     DONKEY
                         Sorry about that.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         That champion shall have the honor -
                         - no, no - - the privilege to go forth
                         and rescue the lovely Princess Fiona
                         from the fiery keep of the dragon. If
                         for any reason the winner is unsuccessful,
                         the first runner-up will take his place
                         and so on and so forth. Some of you
                         may die, but it's a sacrifice I am willing
                         to make. (cheers) Let the tournament
                         begin! (He notices Shrek) Oh! What is
                         that? It's hideous!

                                     SHREK
                         (turns to look at Donkey and then back
                         at Farquaad) Ah, that's not very nice.
                         It's just a donkey.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Indeed. Knights, new plan! The one who
                         kills the ogre will be named champion!
                         Have it him!

                                     MEN
                         Get him!

                                     SHREK
                         Oh, hey! Now come on! Hang on now. (bumps
                         into a table where there are mugs of
                         beer)

                                     CROWD
                         Go ahead! Get him!

                                     SHREK
                         (holds up a mug of beer) Can't we just
                         settle this over a pint?

                                     CROWD
                         Kill the beast!

                                     SHREK
                         No? All right then. (drinks the beer)
                         Come on!

               He takes the mug and smashes the spigot off the large barrel
               of beer behind him. The beer comes rushing out drenching the
               other men and wetting the ground. It's like mud now. Shrek slides
               past the men and picks up a spear that one of the men dropped.
               As Shrek begins to fight Donkey hops up onto one of the larger
               beer barrels. It breaks free of it's ropes and begins to roll.
               Donkey manages to squish two men into the mud. There is so much
               fighting going on here I'm not going to go into detail. Suffice
               to say that Shrek kicks butt.

                                     DONKEY
                         Hey, Shrek, tag me! Tag me!

               Shrek comes over and bangs a man's head up against Donkeys. Shrek
               gets up on the ropes and interacts with the crowd.

                                     SHREK
                         Yeah!

               A man tries to sneak up behind Shrek, but Shrek turns in time
               and sees him.

                                     WOMAN
                         The chair! Give him the chair!

               Shrek smashes a chair over the guys back. Finally all the men
               are down. Donkey kicks one of them in the helmet, and the ding
               sounds the end of the match. The audience goes wild.

                                     SHREK
                         Oh, yeah! Ah! Ah! Thank you! Thank you
                         very much! I'm here till Thursday. Try
                         the veal! Ha, ha! (laughs)

               The laughter stops as all of the guards turn their weapons on
               Shrek.

                                     HEAD GUARD
                         Shall I give the order, sir?

                                     FARQUAAD
                         No, I have a better idea. People of
                         DuLoc, I give you our champion!

                                     SHREK
                         What?

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Congratulations, ogre. You're won the
                         honor of embarking on a great and noble
                         quest.

                                     SHREK
                         Quest? I'm already in a quest, a quest
                         to get my swamp back.

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Your swamp?

                                     SHREK
                         Yeah, my swamp! Where you dumped those
                         fairy tale creatures!

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Indeed. All right, ogre. I'll make you
                         a deal. Go on this quest for me, and
                         I'll give you your swamp back.

                                     SHREK
                         Exactly the way it was?

                                     FARQUAAD
                         Down to the last slime-covered toadstool.


                                     SHREK
                         And the squatters?

                                     FARQUAAD
                         As good as gone.

                                     SHREK
                         What kind of quest?

               Time Lapse - Donkey and Shrek are now walking through the field
               heading away from DuLoc. Shrek is munching on an onion.

                                     DONKEY
                         Let me get this straight. You're gonna
                         go fight a dragon and rescue a princess
                         just so Farquaad will give you back
                         a swamp which you only don't have because
                         he filled it full of freaks in the first
                         place. Is that about right?

                                     SHREK
                         You know, maybe there's a good reason
                         donkeys shouldn't talk.

                                     DONKEY
                         I don't get it. Why don't you just pull
                         some of that ogre stuff on him? Throttle
                         him, lay siege to his fortress, grinds
                         his bones to make your bread, the whole
                         ogre trip.

                                     SHREK
                         Oh, I know what. Maybe I could have
                         decapitated an entire village and put
                         their heads on a pike, gotten a knife,
                         cut open their spleen and drink their
                         fluids. Does that sound good to you?


                                     DONKEY
                         Uh, no, not really, no.

                                     SHREK
                         For your information, there's a lot
                         more to ogres than people think.

                                     DONKEY
                         Example?

                                     SHREK
                         Example? Okay, um, ogres are like onions.
                         (he holds out his onion)

                                     DONKEY
                         (sniffs the onion) They stink?

                                     SHREK
                         Yes - - No!

                                     DONKEY
                         They make you cry?

                                     SHREK
                         No!

                                     DONKEY
                         You leave them in the sun, they get
                         all brown, start sproutin' little white
                         hairs.

                                     SHREK
                         No! Layers! Onions have layers. Ogres
                         have layers! Onions have layers. You
                         get it? We both have layers. (he heaves
                         a sigh and then walks off)

                                     DONKEY
                         (trailing after Shrek) Oh, you both
                         have layers. Oh. {Sniffs} You know,
                         not everybody likes onions. Cake! Everybody
                         loves cakes! Cakes have layers.

                                     SHREK
                         I don't care... what everyone likes.
                         Ogres are not like cakes.

                                     DONKEY
                         You know what else everybody likes?
                         Parfaits. Have you ever met a person,
                         you say, "Let's get some parfait," they
                         say, "Hell no, I don't like no parfait"?
                         Parfaits are delicious.

                                     SHREK
                         No! You dense, irritating, miniature
                         beast of burden! Ogres are like onions!
                         And of story. Bye-bye. See ya later.


                                     DONKEY
                         Parfaits may be the most delicious thing
                         on the whole damn planet.

                                     SHREK
                         You know, I think I preferred your humming.


                                     DONKEY
                         Do you have a tissue or something? I'm
                         making a mess. Just the word parfait
                         make me start slobbering.

               They head off. There is a montage of their journey. Walking through
               a field at sunset. Sleeping beneath a bright moon. Shrek trying
               to put the campfire out the next day and having a bit of a problem,
               so Donkey pees on the fire to put it out.

               DRAGON'S KEEP

               Shrek and Donkey are walking up to the keep that's supposed to
               house Princess Fiona. It appears to look like a giant volcano.


                                     DONKEY
                         (sniffs) Ohh! Shrek! Did you do that?
                         You gotta warn somebody before you just
                         crack one off. My mouth was open and
                         everything.

                                     SHREK
                         Believe me, Donkey, if it was me, you'd
                         be dead. (sniffs) It's brimstone. We
                         must be getting close.

                                     DONKEY
                         Yeah, right, brimstone. Don't be talking
                         about it's the brimstone. I know what
                         I smell. It wasn't no brimstone. It
                         didn't come off no stone neither.


               They climb up the side of the volcano/keep and look down. There
               is a small piece of rock right in the center and that is where
               the castle is. It is surrounded by boiling lava. It looks very
               foreboding.

                                     SHREK
                         Sure, it's big enough, but look at the
                         location. (laughs...then the laugh turns
                         into a groan)

                                     DONKEY
                         Uh, Shrek? Uh, remember when you said
                         ogres have layers?

                                     SHREK
                         Oh, aye.

                                     DONKEY
                         Well, I have a bit of a confession to
                         make. Donkeys don't have layers. We
                         wear our fear right out there on our
                         sleeves.

                                     SHREK
                         Wait a second. Donkeys don't have sleeves.


                                     DONKEY
                         You know what I mean.

                                     SHREK
                         You can't tell me you're afraid of heights.


                                     DONKEY
                         No, I'm just a little uncomfortable
                         about being on a rickety bridge over
                         a boiling like of lava!

                                     SHREK
                         Come on, Donkey. I'm right here beside
                         ya, okay? For emotional support., we'll
                         just tackle this thing together one
                         little baby step at a time.

                                     DONKEY
                         Really?

                                     SHREK
                         Really, really.

                                     DONKEY
                         Okay, that makes me feel so much better.


                                     SHREK
                         Just keep moving. And don't look down.


                                     DONKEY
                         Okay, don't look down. Don't look down.
                         Don't look down. Keep on moving. Don't
                         look down. (he steps through a rotting
                         board and ends up looking straight down
                         into the lava) Shrek! I'm lookin' down!
                         Oh, God, I can't do this! Just let me
                         off, please!

                                     SHREK
                         But you're already halfway.

                                     DONKEY
                         But I know that half is safe!

                                     SHREK
                         Okay, fine. I don't have time for this.
                         You go back.

                                     DONKEY
                         Shrek, no! Wait!

                                     SHREK
                         Just, Donkey - - Let's have a dance
                         then, shall me? (bounces and sways the
                         bridge)

                                     DONKEY
                         Don't do that!

                                     SHREK
                         Oh, I'm sorry. Do what? Oh, this? (bounces
                         the bridge again)

                                     DONKEY
                         Yes, that!

                                     SHREK
                         Yes? Yes, do it. Okay. (continues to
                         bounce and sway as he backs Donkey across
                         the bridge)

                                     DONKEY
                         No, Shrek! No! Stop it!

                                     SHREK
                         You said do it! I'm doin' it.

                                     DONKEY
                         I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. Shrek,
                         I'm gonna die. (steps onto solid ground)
                         Oh!

                                     SHREK
                         That'll do, Donkey. That'll do. (walks
                         towards the castle)

                                     DONKEY
                         Cool. So where is this fire-breathing
                         pain-in-the-neck anyway?

                                     SHREK
                         Inside, waiting for us to rescue her.
                         (chuckles)

                                     DONKEY
                         I was talkin' about the dragon, Shrek.


               INSIDE THE CASTLE

                                     DONKEY
                         You afraid?

                                     SHREK
                         No.

                                     DONKEY
                         But...

                                     SHREK
                         Shh.

                                     DONKEY
                         Oh, good. Me neither. (sees a skeleton
                         and gasps) 'Cause there's nothin' wrong
                         with bein' afraid. Fear's a sensible
                         response to an unfamiliar situation.
                         Unfamiliar dangerous situation, I might
                         add. With a dragon that breathes fire
                         and eats knights and breathes fire,
                         it sure doesn't mean you're a coward
                         if you're a little scared. I sure as
                         heck ain't no coward. I know that.


                                     SHREK
                         Donkey, two things, okay? Shut ... up.
                         Now go over there and see if you can
                         find any stairs.

                                     DONKEY
                         Stairs? I thought we was lookin' for
                         the princess.

                                     SHREK
                         (putting on a helmet) The princess will
                         be up the stairs in the highest room
                         in the tallest tower.

                                     DONKEY
                         What makes you think she'll be there?


                                     SHREK
                         I read it in a book once. (walks off)


                                     DONKEY
                         Cool. You handle the dragon. I'll handle
                         the stairs. I'll find those stairs.
                         I'll whip their butt too. Those stairs
                         won't know which way they're goin'.
                         (walks off)

               EMPTY ROOM

               Donkey is still talking to himself as he looks around the room.


                                     DONKEY
                         I'm gonna take drastic steps. Kick it
                         to the curb. Don't mess with me. I'm
                         the stair master. I've mastered the
                         stairs. I wish I had a step right here.
                         I'd step all over it.

               ELSEWHERE

               Shrek spots a light in the tallest tower window.

                                     SHREK
                         Well, at least we know where the princess
                         is, but where's the...

                                     DONKEY
                         (os) Dragon!

               Donkey gasps and takes off running as the dragon roars again.
               Shrek manages to grab Donkey out of the way just as the dragon
               breathes fire.

                                     SHREK
                         Donkey, look out! (he manages to get
                         a hold of the dragons tail and holds
                         on) Got ya!

               The dragon gets irritated at this and flicks it's tail and Shrek
               goes flying through the air and crashes through the roof of the
               tallest tower. Fiona wakes up with a jerk and looks at him lying
               on the floor.

                                     DONKEY
                         Oh! Aah! Aah!

               Donkey get cornered as the Dragon knocks away all but a small
               part of the bridge he's on.

                                     DONKEY
                         No. Oh, no, No! (the dragon roars) Oh,
                         what large teeth you have. (the dragon
                         growls) I mean white, sparkling teeth.
                         I know you probably hear this all time
                         from your food, but you must bleach,
                         'cause that is one dazzling smile you
                         got there. Do I detect a hint of minty
                         freshness? And you know what else? You're
                         - - You're a girl dragon! Oh, sure!
                         I mean, of course you're a girl dragon.
                         You're just reeking of feminine beauty.
                         (the dragon begins fluttering her eyes
                         at him) What's the matter with you?
                         You got something in your eye? Ohh.
                         Oh. Oh. Man, I'd really love to stay,
                         but you know, I'm, uh...(the dragon
                         blows a smoke ring in the shape of a
                         heart right at him, and he coughs) I'm
                         an asthmatic, and I don't know if it'd
                         work out if you're gonna blow smoke
                         rings. Shrek! (the dragon picks him
                         up with her teeth and carries him off)
                         No! Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!

               FIONA'S ROOM

               Shrek groans as he gets up off the floor. His back is to Fiona
               so she straightens her dress and lays back down on the bed. She
               then quickly reaches over and gets the bouquet of flowers off
               the side table. She then lays back down and appears to be asleep.
               Shrek turns and goes over to her. He looks down at Fiona for
               a moment and she puckers her lips. Shrek takes her by the shoulders
               and shakes her away.

                                     FIONA
                         Oh! Oh!

                                     SHREK
                         Wake up!

                                     FIONA
                         What?

                                     SHREK
                         Are you Princess Fiona?

                                     FIONA
                         I am, awaiting a knight so bold as to
                         rescue me.

                                     SHREK
                         Oh, that's nice. Now let's go!

                                     FIONA
                         But wait, Sir Knight. This be-ith our
                         first meeting. Should it not be a wonderful,
                         romantic moment?

                                     SHREK
                         Yeah, sorry, lady. There's no time.


                                     FIONA
                         Hey, wait. What are you doing? You should
                         sweep me off my feet out yonder window
                         and down a rope onto your valiant steed.


                                     SHREK
                         You've had a lot of time to plan this,
                         haven't you?

                                     FIONA
                         (smiles) Mm-hmm.

               Shrek breaks the lock on her door and pulls her out and down
               the hallway.

                                     FIONA
                         But we have to savor this moment! You
                         could recite an epic poem for me. A
                         ballad? A sonnet! A limerick? Or something!


                                     SHREK
                         I don't think so.

                                     FIONA
                         Can I at least know the name of my champion?


                                     SHREK
                         Uh, Shrek.

                                     FIONA
                         Sir Shrek. (clears throat and holds
                         out a handkerchief) I pray that you
                         take this favor as a token of my gratitude.


                                     SHREK
                         Thanks!

               Suddenly they hear the dragon roar.

                                     FIONA
                         (surprised)You didn't slay the dragon?


                                     SHREK
                         It's on my to-do list. Now come on!
                         (takes off running and drags Fiona behind
                         him.)

                                     FIONA
                         But this isn't right! You were meant
                         to charge in, sword drawn, banner flying.
                         That's what all the other knights did.


                                     SHREK
                         Yeah, right before they burst into flame.


                                     FIONA
                         That's not the point. (Shrek suddenly
                         stops and she runs into him.) Oh! (Shrek
                         ignores her and heads for a wooden door
                         off to the side.) Wait. Where are you
                         going? The exit's over there.

                                     SHREK
                         Well, I have to save my ass.

                                     FIONA
                         What kind of knight are you?

                                     SHREK
                         One of a kind. (opens the door into
                         the throne room)

                                     DONKEY
                         (os) Slow down. Slow down, baby, please.
                         I believe it's healthy to get to know
                         someone over a long period of time.
                         Just call me old-fashioned. (laughs
                         worriedly) (we see him up close and
                         from a distance as Shrek sneaks into
                         the room) I don't want to rush into
                         a physical relationship. I'm not emotionally
                         ready for a commitment of, uh, this
                         - - Magnitude really is the word I'm
                         looking for. Magnitude- - Hey, that
                         is unwanted physical contact. Hey, what
                         are you doing? Okay, okay. Let's just
                         back up a little and take this one step
                         at a time. We really should get to know
                         each other first as friends or pen pals.
                         I'm on the road a lot, but I just love
                         receiving cards - - I'd really love
                         to stay, but - - Don't do that! That's
                         my tail! That's my personal tail. You're
                         gonna tear it off. I don't give permission
                         - - What are you gonna do with that?
                         Hey, now. No way. No! No! No, no! No.
                         No, no, no. No! Oh!

               Shrek grabs a chain that's connected to the chandelier and swings
               toward the dragon. He misses and he swings back again. He looks
               up and spots that the chandelier is right above the dragons head.
               He pulls on the chain and it releases and he falls down and bumps
               Donkey out of the way right as the dragon is about to kiss him.
               Instead the dragon kisses Shreks' butt. She opens her eyes and
               roars. Shrek lets go of the chain and the chandelier falls onto
               her head, but it's too big and it goes over her head and forms
               a sort of collar for her. She roars again and Shrek and Donkey
               take off running. Very 'Matrix' style. Shrek grabs Donkey and
               then grabs Princess Fiona as he runs past her.

                                     DONKEY
                         Hi, Princess!

                                     FIONA
                         It talks!

                                     SHREK
                         Yeah, it's getting him to shut up that's
                         the trick.

               They all start screaming as the dragon gains on them. Shrek spots
               a descending slide and jumps on. But unfortunately there is a
               crack in the stone and it hits Shrek right in the groin. His
               eyes cross and as he reaches the bottom of the slide he stumbles
               off and walks lightly.

                                     SHREK
                         Oh!

               Shrek gets them close to the exit and sets down Donkey and Fiona.


                                     SHREK
                         Okay, you two, heard for the exit! I'll
                         take care of the dragon.

               Shrek grabs a sword and heads back toward the interior of the
               castle. He throws the sword down in between several overlapping
               chain links. The chain links are attached to the chandelier that
               is still around the dragons neck.

                                     SHREK
                         (echoing) Run!

               They all take off running for the exit with the dragon in hot
               pursuit. They make it to the bridge and head across. The dragons
               breathes fire and the bridge begins to burn. They all hang on
               for dear life as the ropes holding the bridge up collapse. They
               are swung to the other side. As they hang upside down they look
               in horror as the dragon makes to fly over the boiling lava to
               get them. But suddenly the chandelier with the chain jerk the
               dragon back and she's unable to get to them. Our gang climbs
               quickly to safety as the dragon looks angry and then gives a
               sad whimper as she watches Donkey walk away.

                                     FIONA
                         (sliding down the 'volcano' hill) You
                         did it! You rescued me! You're amazing.
                         (behind her Donkey falls down the hill)
                         You're - - You're wonderful. You're...
                         (turns and sees Shrek fall down the
                         hill and bump into Donkey) a little
                         unorthodox I'll admit. But thy deed
                         is great, and thy heart is pure. I am
                         eternally in your debt. (Donkey clears
                         his throat.) And where would a brave
                         knight be without his noble steed?


                                     DONKEY
                         I hope you heard that. She called me
                         a noble steed. She think I'm a steed.


                                     FIONA
                         The battle is won. You may remove your
                         helmet, good Sir Knight.

                                     SHREK
                         Uh, no.

                                     FIONA
                         Why not?

                                     SHREK
                         I have helmet hair.

                                     FIONA
                         Please. I would'st look upon the face
                         of my rescuer.

                                     SHREK
                         No, no, you wouldn't - - 'st.

                                     FIONA
                         But how will you kiss me?

                                     SHREK
                         What? (to Donkey) That wasn't in the
                         job description.

                                     DONKEY
                         Maybe it's a perk.

                                     FIONA
                         No, it's destiny. Oh, you must know
                         how it goes. A princess locked in a
                         tower and beset by a dragon is rescued
                         by a brave knight, and then they share
                         true love's first kiss.

                                     DONKEY
                         Hmm? With Shrek? You think- - Wait.
                         Wait. You think that Shrek is you true
                         love?

                                     FIONA

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Rapper 2 Milly said he will sue the creators of "Fortnite" for allegedly copying his dance the "Milly Rock" and selling it in the game.

While 2 Milly has been the most vocal about the similarities of a "Fortnite" dance to existing work, several artists have accused the game's creators of taking their dances without permission or pay.

"Fortnite: Battle Royale" is the world's most popular game, making more than $200 million a month selling emotes and other cosmetic items for use in game.

Brooklyn rapper 2 Milly plans to sue "Fortnite" creator Epic Games for allegedly copying and profiting off of a dance he created, the "Milly Rock."

2 Milly has been vocal about his distaste for the game's monetization of popular dances in interviews with Insider and CBS News. The "Milly Rock" dance originally arose in 2014 from the video for 2 Milly's song of the same name, "Milly Rock."

"Fortnite" added a dancing emote called "Swipe It" to the game in July 2018 that appears to be clearly inspired by the Milly Rock. For a time, players could unlock the dance through playing or by paying cash to level up the game's Season 5 Battle Pass, but Swipe It can no longer be acquired in-game. Players who unlocked it before can still use it though.

"Fortnite: Battle Royale" is the world's most popular game and has a massive audience that most artists can only dream of. While the game is free-to-play, the majority of its earnings come from the sale of emotes and other cosmetic items in-game. The game is currently generating more than $200 million a month in revenue and those emotes are available to more than 200 million registered players around the world, with no mention of the artists who inspired them.
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2 Milly isn't the only artist claiming that the game turned their original dance into emotes for purchase in "Fortnite" without permission or pay. Rapper BlocBoy JB criticized the use of his "Shoot" dance in "Fortnite" and actor Donald Faison claimed that "Fortnite" lifted a dance he performed for the TV show "Scrubs" as the game's default dance.

On Twitter, Chance the Rapper also suggested that Epic Games should find a way to compensate the creators behind the dances.

2 Milly's case isn't the only pending lawsuit Piece Bainbridge is bringing against Epic Games. The firm also claims that Epic used the likeness of former NFL player Len "Skip" Hamilton to create the character Cole Train for the Gears of War video game series. Pierce Bainbridge partner David L. Hecht claims that in both cases, Epic Games "misappropriated the likeness of African-American talent."

Experts have been skeptical of whether artists can claim ownership over a dance, compared to the clear copyright laws that protect music and song lyrics, but it seems that won't stop 2 Milly from pursuing his day in court.

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Artists are slamming the creators of 'Fortnite' for allegedly making money off of stolen dances, and one rapper says he plans to sue

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Rapper 2 Milly said he will sue the creators of "Fortnite" for allegedly copying his dance the "Milly Rock" and selling it in the game. While 2 Milly has been the most vocal about the similarities of a "Fortnite" dance to existing work, several artists have accused the game's creators of taking their dances without permission or pay.

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A man yelled at a deli worker and demanded him to make a cinnamon raisin bagel with bacon, egg and cheese. Police are looking for him

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Scientists want to use fungi in every-day products, claiming that they'll benefit humans

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It's a sunny morning, and Sara Landvik is foraging in the wild parts of Hampstead Heath, one of London's iconic parks.

She studies the soil, the trees and their roots in search of fungi, because long walks like these are actually part of her job. She regularly ventures out in hope of discovering new fungal species hidden deep in the dirt or high among the trees.

"We want to collect as many diverse species of fungi as possible," said Landvik, a mycologist - a fungi scientist - at the biotech company Novozymes. "Diversity is really the key word for everything that we do."

The organisms have a plethora of applications that can benefit humankind in the production of food and alcohol, drugs, biofuels, washing detergents and even a famous childhood toy: LEGO.

Their nutritional value shouldn't be overlooked, however. There are about 350 species of edible fungi. With vitamin D, glutathione and ergothioneine, they can reduce oxidative stress linked to diseases such as cancer, heart disease and dementia.

Fungi are unique beings, Landvik explained. "They're so different from plants, and they're so different from animals. They are their own kingdom. The evolution of fungi has radiated into so many different directions. They are really, really, amazing."

The best estimate is that there are as many as 3.8 million species of fungi worldwide - though only about 144,000 have been discovered, according to this year's State of the World's Fungi report, compiled by staff members at Royal Botanical Gardens, Kew, and several others.

New ones are found by searching forested areas, collecting soil samples and bringing the samples back to the lab to be studied, Landvik says.

But the real skill is understanding how they work.

In the wild, fungi are not able to move, so they compete against other fungi or bacteria for resources and, in doing so, produce toxic chemicals. In some cases, these chemicals have been useful to humans.

Once samples reach the laboratory, Landvik says, they are grown inside a Petri dish and cut into pieces, which are then put into a flask with a liquid of nutrients such as minerals and vitamins and a carbon source to help the fungi grow.

Fungi grow by secreting enzymes - proteins that catalyze or speed up chemical reactions - which are captured by the liquid inside the flask, allowing them to be studied in-depth.

Thousands of fungi are studied before researchers stumble upon one that could have an application, Landvik said.

It's like a "lottery ticket," she says, as each discovery could turn up "something that can make a difference in the world, something that we can make a greener industry possible, and so on."

For example, one of Landvik's colleagues came across an enzyme that can be used to reduce the formation of the chemical acrylamide, which forms when starchy food is baked or fried and can be carcinogenic. By searching a database for homologous gene sequences she found sequences for asparaginase, also the name of the enzyme, and soon saw that many fungi contain this enzyme. One of them went on to become Acrylaway, a solution that reduces acrylamide formation in food products processed at high temperatures, which the company say can cut acrylamide formation by up to 95%.

More famous is the discovery of penicillin in 1928, discovered when Alexander Fleming was sorting out his Petri dishes after a holiday and saw a blob of mold had grown with a clear zone surrounding it, later found to be a strain of Penicillium notatum.

How we search for useful enzymes 90 years later is still down to serendipity.

'Evil puppetmaster'

Tom Prescott, a research leader at Royal Botanical Gardens, Kew, in the UK, also notes the many useful applications of fungi.

"Broadly speaking, the three big topics are perhaps medicines, biotechnology and, in the broadest sense ... fungi are really good for eating," he explained, standing in Kew's fungarium, a large room filled with rows of boxes housing 1.25 million specimens of fungi from all around the world, including specimens collected by John Ray, Charles Darwin and Alexander von Humboldt.

People are discovering fungi on a yearly basis, Prescott told CNN. "This is everything from fungi that you could see with the naked eye all the way down to microscopic fungi that you perhaps wouldn't know they were there but we detect them using DNA."

Some famous examples of medical applications are the cholesterol-lowering drug lovastatin, produced by the Aspergillus terreus fungus, or a hepatitis B vaccine that is made using yeast.

The drug fingolimod - used to treat the autoimmune disease multiple sclerosis - is derived from an eye-catching "zombie" fungus, Isaria sinclairii, that invades an insect, takes it over and eventually acts like an "evil puppetmaster," controlling the insect's body and behavior to perform tasksthat are advantageous for the fungus, Prescott said, holding a a boxed sample of the fungus in action.

Meanwhile, the insect is kept alive, "so it's really gruesome," he said. "It's crucial that the fungus doesn't kill the insect initially but does keep it alive, so that's why it produces an immunosuppressant chemical." This chemical is myriocin, which also suppresses the human immune system.

"A lot of fundamental biochemistry and even immunology is shared, surprisingly, even between insects and humans," he explained.

Fungi are also useful in converting one chemical into another, such as in the production of vitamin B tablets.

There has been competition between human chemists and fungi over which is better at producing these pills, and the fungi turned out to be a more cost-effective option, Prescott said.

Saving the environment

About half of all commercially used enzymes are derived from fungi, Shauna M. McKelvey and Richard A. Murphy write in " Fungi: Biology and Applications." The bookcites the enzymes proteases and amylases, used in detergent preparations, as the most significant industrial application of enzymes.

Enzymes' use in detergents dates to 1988. Lipase, derived from the fungus Thermomyces lanuginosus, is effective at removing fat stains from clothes.

Most detergents contain several enzymes, such as proteases, amylases, cellulases and lipases, to enhance effectiveness and allow washing at lower temperatures.

Fungi are also used to keep clothing looking fresh.

Fungi are natural degraders of waste material, Prescott said. In forests, they break down leaf material by making enzymes called cellulases. "It happens that if you add cellulases to washing powders, it nibbles at the tiny cotton threads of cotton fabrics, and it kind of nibbles them off, and it gives the appearance of cotton looking newer than it perhaps actually is."

In September, the fungus Aspergillus tubingensis was discovered in Pakistan. A team of 100 scientists reported that it could break down plastics such as polyester polyurethane, often used in refrigerator insulation, possibly in weeks rather than years, potentially making it a key player in the fight against the world's plastic waste problem.

Prescott believes the ultimate goal would be to create plastic-like materials from fungi - that can then be broken down by fungi. It is not clear whether that might be possible, but "that's what makes it really exciting," he added.

Fungus in farming

Another way to reduce pollution is by adding enzymes to animal feed, helping animals break down nutrients such as phosphates, which farmers add to enhance animal bone health and growth.

One fungal enzyme, phytase, breaks down such difficult chemicals and is especially helpful for somephosphate-containing molecules that can't be digested by animals. When excreted, phosphates can get into waterways, where they cause bacterial growth. This also consumes oxygen in water, harming the ecosystem of the aquatic environment, saidPrescott.

Landvik explained that the addition of phytase to release phosphates from feed and help animals absorb this essential nutrient also reduces costs for farmers and environmental pollution.

She believes enzymes in fungi are the key to making a number of industries more sustainable by replacing some industrial steps.

"And if you do have a mechanical or a chemical step in the industry that can often be replaced by an enzyme that can do the same. But with less impact on the environment."

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On the hunt for 'zombie fungi' that could save lives -- and the planet

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It's a sunny morning, and Sara Landvik is foraging in the wild parts of Hampstead Heath, one of London's iconic parks. She studies the soil, the trees and their roots in search of fungi, because long walks like these are actually part of her job.

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Naeema El-Scari           Model home killing: Sales representative found dead in Maryland house

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Naeema El-Scari           Model home killing: Sales representative found dead in Maryland house

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A sales representative was found dead in a Maryland model home this week and police say evidence at the scene indicates it was a homicide.

Officers responding to a 911 call found the victim "suffering from apparent trauma" in a "model home/home sales center" in Hanover, Maryland, at about 5 p.m. Wednesday, the Anne Arundel County Police Department said in a statement.

Medical personnel responded and tried to provide aid, but the victim was pronounced dead, police said.

Police identified the man as Steven Bernard Wilson, 33, of Annapolis. He was a sales and marketing representative working out of the model home, police said.

Additional details were not immediately available, however police said an arrest has been made and that more details would be shared with the public during a news conference Friday, The Capital Gazette reported.

The Capital Gazette said Wilson is survived by his wife and two children.

"Several searches were conducted of the model home, surrounding areas with the assistance of Air and K-9 Units," police said in a statement Thursday. "An area canvass of the neighborhood was done and detectives were able to identify multiple pieces of evidence."

Anyone with information is urged to call the Anne Arundel County Homicide Unit at 410-222-4731.

This is a developing story. Please check back for updates.

ABC News' Dee Carden and Amanda Maile contributed to this report.

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A sales representative was found dead in a Maryland model home this week and police say evidence at the scene indicates it was a homicide. Officers responding to a 911 call found the victim "suffering from apparent trauma" in a "model home/home sales center" in Hanover, Maryland, at about 5 p.m.

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Research proves that switching to a Mediterranean diet can decrease the risk of heart disease.

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Once again, your mother was right. You really do need to eat your vegetables. And while you are at it, put down the bacon and pick up the olive oil, because new research supports the contention that switching to a Mediterranean diet could significantly decrease the risk of heart disease.

According to a study published Friday in JAMA Network Open, people who followed this type of diet had a 25 percent less risk of developing cardiovascular disease over the course of 12 years.

The diet's components make sense to anyone who follows nutrition news. Avoid red meat in favor of "good" fats like fish and poultry. Swap out salt for herbs and spices. Ditch butter and margarine and opt for olive oil instead. Most important, eat a lot of fruits and vegetables. Nuts are good, so are whole grains. And, every once in a while, have a glass of red wine.

Since the 1950s, researchers have pointed out this diet's possible cardiovascular benefits. More recently, it has been credited with addressing any number of ills, including Alzheimer's disease and asthma, and with helping pregnant women control factors that lead to high-birth-weight babies and contribute to obesity risk factors as kids grow.

Until Friday's study, though, no randomized trials had been conducted in the U.S. to determine this diet's long-term effects. This research also sought to shed light on the molecular underpinnings of why.

The mechanisms by which the Mediterranean diet reduced cardiovascular disease "were sort of a black box," said Shafqat Ahmad, the lead author of the paper and a researcher in the department of nutrition at Brigham and Women's Hospital in Boston and the Harvard T.H. Chan School of Public Health. "We know it reduced cardiovascular risk," he added, but the precise ways it had this effect over time "are not well understood."

Ahmad and his co-authors, using a panel of nine biomarkers in blood tests, were able to isolate exactly why the diet reduces heart disease.

The three biggest biological mechanisms were changes in inflammation, blood sugar and body mass index.

Inflammation was the issue for Meg Grigoletti, a 23-year-old graduate student from New Jersey who switched to a Mediterranean diet when she was recovering from back surgery in 2014. Her doctors recommended it to reduce swelling, hoping that it would ease the pain in her back and help her migraines.

"It's more of a lifestyle than a diet," Grigoletti said. "It taught me what food is good for me and what's not."

Researchers followed more than 25,000 women who were part of the Women's Health Study, a survey of female health professionals older than 45. At the beginning of the study, participants completed a questionnaire on 131 different foods to assess their diets. They were then assigned different "med scores" on a scale of 1 to 9, based on how closely they followed the Mediterranean diet.

There were three levels. People who scored between zero and 3 were on the low end, 4 to 5 was in the middle and 6 and up was categorized as a high intake of Mediterranean diet foods.

The participants' cardiovascular health was then tracked for 12 years.

When all was said and done, those in the middle category saw a 23 percent reduction in risk, and the upper category had a 28 percent lower risk of cardiovascular disease.

Heart disease is the leading cause of death for both men and women, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, claiming about 600,000 lives each year. Coronary heart disease is the most common form, killing more than 370,000 people annually. Each year, about 735,000 Americans have a heart attack.

The authors pointed out that these findings do have limitations. For instance, the study relied on self-reported data, which isn't always accurate - especially when it involves diet choices. The participants, all of whom were female health professionals, also might lean toward healthier behaviors than the rest of the population.

The results of the study weren't a shock to Dr. Andrew Freeman, the director of cardiovascular prevention and wellness at National Jewish Health hospital in Denver. He wasn't involved in the study but has been recommending a Mediterranean diet, or a similar version that emphasizes vegetables and fruit, to his patients for years.

"There's a lot of noise out there, but the signal that's been out there the longest is this kind of plant-based diet is the best."

He also acknowledged that a lot of competing nutritional information swirls around the airwaves and the internet, which amounts to "a whole lot of hype" and makes healthy eating habits a difficult regimen for many consumers.

And doctors often don't have clear information, either. "The vast majority of cardiologists and health providers in general have very little nutrition training," Freeman said.

He switched to a mostly plant-based diet after his residency, and lost 35 pounds. He now recommends this approach to his patients, too. He said he has seen his patients' conditions - heart disease, high blood pressure and diabetes - improve.

"Nutrition and lifestyle medicine is the place where there's a chance of a cure," Freeman said.
Kaiser Health News is a nonprofit news service covering health issues. It is an editorially independent program of the Kaiser Family Foundation that is not affiliated with Kaiser Permanente.

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Even when not in Rome, eat a Mediterranean diet to cut heart disease risk

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Once again, your mother was right. You really do need to eat your vegetables. And while you are at it, put down the bacon and pick up the olive oil, because new research supports the contention that switching to a Mediterranean diet could significantly decrease the risk of heart disease.

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One of the first concepts Linh Nguyen learned while studying Japanese was "uchi-soto."

It refers to the practice of categorizing people into one of two groups -- insiders or outsiders. Family, friends and close acquaintances are insiders, referred to as "uchi," while "soto" is for those relegated to the periphery.

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Japan needs immigrants, but do immigrants need Japan?

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As Japan's population gets older and smaller, the government is struggling to balance its own deeply conservative views on immigration with the need for new and younger workers.

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Kevin Hart had to step down from hosting the Oscars after anti-gay jokes resurface.

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Comedian Kevin Hart has announced he is stepping down from hosting the 2019 Academy Awards amid criticism over years-old tweets deemed anti-gay.

Hart, 39, posted on Twitter early Friday an apology to the LGBTQ community for his past comments.

"I have made the choice to step down from hosting this year's Oscar's....this is because I do not want to be a distraction on a night that should be celebrated by so many amazing talented artists. I sincerely apologize to the LGBTQ community for my insensitive words from my past," Hart tweeted.

In a follow-up tweet, he added that" "I'm sorry that I hurt people.. I am evolving and want to continue to do so. My goal is to bring people together not tear us apart. Much love & appreciation to the Academy. I hope we can meet again."

The announcement came two days after Hart announced on his Instagram account that he'd been selected to host the 91st Academy Awards, which will be broadcast Feb. 24. He was slated to take over the hosting duties from Jimmy Kimmel, who emceed the past two ceremonies.

Shortly after announcing the hosting gig, several now-deleted tweets by Hart using words such as "homo" and "gay," dating back to 2011, resurfaced.

In a 2010 stand-up special, Hart said "If I can prevent my son from being gay, I will."

GLAAD, a media monitoring group founded by LGBT people in media, said it had contacted the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences to discuss Hart's gig prior to him stepping down.

"We've reached out to @ABCNetwork, @TheAcademy and @KevinHart4real's management to discuss Kevin's anti-LGBTQ rhetoric and record as well as opportunities for positive LGBTQ inclusion on the Oscars stage," the group tweeted.

Late Thursday, Hart reacted to the backlash in an Instagram video.

"If u want to search my history or past and anger yourselves with what u find that is fine with me, a shirtless Hart said. "I'm almost 40 years old and I'm in love with the man that I am becoming. "If you want to hold people in a position where they always have to justify or explain their past then...I'm the wrong guy, man."

Some Twitter users, including celebrities, were not amused.

Chad Griffin, president of Human Rights Campaign, which advocates for LGBTQ equality, also chimed in.

In another Instagram video, Hart said the Academy asked him to apologize for the past tweets or "we're going to have to move on to find another host."

"I chose to pass," Hart said. "The reason I passed because I've addressed this several times. I've said where the rights and wrongs were. I've who I am now versus who I was then."

"We feed into the Internet trolls and we reward them, I'm not going to do it, man. I'm going to be me, and stand my ground," he continued.
The Associated Press contributed to this report.

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Comedian Kevin Hart has announced he is stepping down from hosting the 2019 Academy Awards amid criticism over years-old tweets deemed anti-gay. Hart, 39, posted on Twitter early Friday an apology to the LGBTQ community for his past comments.

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Central Park duck is becoming a celebrity

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What the duck?! Central Park's Mandarin duck has become an even bigger celebrity. Jeanne Moos has this duck redux.

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mother that is 88 reunited with her daughter after thinking she died 69 years ago.

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88-year-old mother reunites with daughter she thought had died at birth 69 years ago

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Since she was just a little girl, Connie Moultroup has had the same Christmas wish every year: to meet her biological mother. This week -- after 69 long years -- she finally did, all thanks to a DNA ancestry kit.

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wealthy British family offers photographer $100,000 to follow them around for a year

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If traveling to exotic locations and getting paid $100,000 a year to do it sounds like your dream job then you're in luck. A British family is hiring a professional photographer to follow them around the world for a year - and the money and the travel experiences aren't the only perks.

The job, which will start from February 2019, will involve extensive travel around the world over a 12 month period. In addition to the salary, the family will also be covering all the food, travel and accommodation expenses for the lucky photographer. Thirty days holiday and full sick pay are also included.

While the benefits are good, the destinations you get to visit are perhaps even better.

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Europe, America, South America and Australia are all on the agenda as the family owns "a number of holiday homes and other residences" in those destinations.You will get to accompany the family to events such as the Formula One Grand Prix in Monaco and Abu Dhabi, Mardi Gras in New Orleans and the Rio Carnival as well. Plus, diving in the Maldives and skiing in Val d'Isere are also on the list of things that the family is planning to do in the coming year.

So what exactly is involved in the job and how do you apply?

Well, according to the job description posted on Perfocal, the exciting role will involve working for up to 10 hours a day, taking lifestyle shots of the mystery family, who have chosen to remain anonymous for the time being. You could be away for three months at a time and may only get a few days home in between trips.

It's a full-on commitment, as you may be asked to travel at the drop of a hat as well.But for the right person, there's also the opportunity to extend the contract beyond 12 months.
The family are looking for someone with at least five years' experience taking lifestyle shots and can apply for the role on Perfocal's website.

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Being a professional photographer isn't the only way you can travel around the world with a wealthy family - nannies for example can do particularly well. Earlier this year, Sun Online shared the story of a traveling nanny who has been to over 20 countries and stayed in seven-star hotels while working for rich families.

Sarah Kinghorn revealed how her trips are all-expenses paid, from accommodation and food to phone use and activities, and she gets paid $25 per hour on top of that.

Sometimes the jobs also pop up in dream locations.

Last year, Sun Online reported on a nanny job in Barbados that came with a $127,600 salary. Plenty of travel opportunities were offered as part of the role, and the right candidate would also have perks like eating out in Michelin-starred restaurants.
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Wealthy family offering $100,000 salary for photographer to travel with them on vacation

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If traveling to exotic locations and getting paid $100,000 a year to do it sounds like your dream job then you're in luck. A British family is hiring a professional photographer to follow them around the world for a year - and the money and the travel experiences aren't the only perks.

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A woman nearly lost top lip after getting botched fillers at 'Botox' party.

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When Rachael Knappier went to a "Botox party" at a friend's home at the end of August, she planned to indulge in a shot of the wrinkle eraser in her forehead and a glass of fizz with her pals.

But, after a few glasses of Prosecco, she also agreed to have lip fillers.

What she didn't bank on was the beautician injecting the filler into an artery, which caused her lips to swell massively.

In fact, the complications were so serious that she almost lost her top lip.

"My friend had raved about this beautician and how great she was so I decided to go ahead," Knappier said.

The 29-year-old had previously visited a local, highly-qualified, aesthetics nurse for Botox and a small dose of filler in her top lip to even out a permanent bump, a legacy of a fire door hitting her face as a teenager.

Even though her lip filler was due a top-up, Knappier hadn't intended getting it done at the party. But that's before the booze was uncorked.

Botox parties, which offer cheap beauty treatments as you relax with friends, are a growing trend in the UK. It's now estimated that more than a million Botox procedures are performed each year in the UK and that number is rising.

Lip fillers alone cost an average of £300 (approx. $380) in a clinic, but Knappier, who works for a law firm, had fillers and Botox for around £220 (approx. $280) at the party.
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"There was fizz and cake and it was a bit of a conveyor belt with girls sitting in the kitchen waiting their turn with local anesthetic cream on their faces," Knappier, of Leicestershire, said. "The beautician - who I assumed at the time was a nurse - didn't ask me to sign any consent forms so alarm bells should have rung. But being at a party with friends took away all the seriousness of having filler injected into my face."

"She noticed the bump on my lip when she was doing my Botox and said she could inject a bit of filler for me if I wanted her to," she said. "To be fair, she told me to go and have a think about it in the kitchen but she'd found my weakness. My lip is the one thing that really bothers me about my appearance."

Knappier was given numbing cream to use on her lips before she hopped onto the bed where the beautician told her she was using a brand of filler called Teosyal, though it later transpired she'd used a different make entirely.

"One injection upwards towards my nose was very painful," Knappier remembered. "Within a few hours I began to feel unwell, my lips swelled like nothing I'd ever seen before and the pressure was unbearable."

Panic stricken, she called the beautician - who Knappier has since discovered was released from prison earlier this year - who then Facetimed her to look at her lips.

"She was visibly shocked, clamped her hands over her mouth, told me I was having an allergic reaction and that I needed to take an antihistamine and get to A&E," she said. "At A&E they tested me for anaphylactic shock but three medics concluded I wasn't having an allergic reaction and told me to go back to the beautician for treatment to dissolve the fillers."

After leaving A&E Knappier's top lip split. She called her mom who suggested she contact The Consultant Clinic in London (who she followed on social media) for help.

"The owner told me I needed to get to London immediately and that she'd have an emergency doctor waiting for me," Knappier said. "She said that, based on looking at my pictures, her medical team suspected vascular occlusion, meaning that the filler had been injected into an artery and could lead to necrosis - death of soft tissue. I honestly thought I was going to die."

Due to the pain in her lips and the severity of the pressure, she contacted a local aesthetic nurse who injected her with antihistamine medication to attempt to reduce the swelling and pressure.

A couple of days later, Knappier then had several doses of dissolving agent injected into her lips at the Consultant Clinic.

"It was so painful, that my mum, who was sitting upstairs in a waiting room, could hear my screams," she said.

Within 72 hours of the emergency dissolving treatment, Knappier's swelling began to subside and, three months on, her lips are almost back to normal.

"I would never go near a Botox party again. I'm cross that I didn't do my research and just assumed that everyone who injects Botox and fillers has been to medical school," she said. "I could have had the same reaction to the filler with a doctor but the difference is that they would have known what to do to treat it. The combination of the party atmosphere, my own naivety and the beautician's lack of training meant I could have lost my lip."

She then contacted Antonia Mariconda, founder of the Safety in Beauty campaign, who said Knappier's botched lip fillers were one of the worst cases she's seen.

"We urge ladies to please do their research and only entrust these invasive aesthetic procedures to experienced medical professionals," Mariconda said. "We are calling for the government to ban non-health care professionals from carrying out these seriously risky procedures and met with Theresa May earlier this year. It's time to clean out the cosmetic cowboys."

General physician and cosmetic doctor Jane Leonard offers aesthetic treatments at clinics in London and Cheshire and says many women approach her having had a bad experience at a Botox bash.

"I only see these people when things have gone wrong. If you inject something into someone's lips or face you have to know anatomically where you're putting it, which a beautician isn't going to know," Leonard said. "And a short course on how to give Botox and fillers isn't going to teach you that."

"The second problem is the quality of the products they're using, which is the biggest divide between doctors and dentists administering Botox and fillers and beauticians doing it for £50 in a salon or at a party," Leonard said. "If something goes wrong, we know what a vascular problem or an infection looks like and can act quickly to treat it but a beautician won't."

"There are two problems that I commonly see in women who've had treatment at a party - either they are dissatisfied with the results such as lumpiness in the filler or drooping from Botox, or they have a medical issue such as a blockage in the blood supply in the face, which is an emergency," she said.
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Unfortunately, because the aesthetics industry remains unregulated it attracts unscrupulous profiteers with no medical training to cope with complications which may arise.

Nikki Milovanovic is a spokeswoman for the British Association of Aesthetic Plastic Surgeons (BAAPS) and says it's a serious problem.

"Botox can only be injected by a prescribing clinician or under their supervision as it's a prescription only medicine, but the problem is that many unscrupulous practitioners can get hold of Botox - or counterfeit products - online, and then administer it in non-clinical settings, anywhere from parties to 'pop-ups' and pub car parks," she explained.

"Almost anyone can take qualification courses required to inject dermal fillers, which can be as short as half a day," Leonard said. "But fillers are unregulated so there's nothing stopping people from using the public as guinea pigs. Often the person administering injections is unable to recognize complications, let alone treat them."

A recent poll of BAAPS members revealed that 40 percent of them have seen an alarming increase in problems with unregulated facial injectables (dermal fillers) over the last five years, which would have been avoided if fillers were available on prescription only.
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Woman nearly lost top lip after getting botched fillers at 'Botox' party

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When Rachael Knappier went to a "Botox party" at a friend's home at the end of August, she planned to indulge in a shot of the wrinkle eraser in her forehead and a glass of fizz with her pals. But, after a few glasses of Prosecco, she also agreed to have lip fillers.

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Ray Chavez, 106 years old, died in his sleep Wednesday night. He was the oldest survivor of the Pearl Harbor attack. He traveled around the world to memorials and also talked to children in schools so that they don´t forget what happened on December 7th, 1941.

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Ray Chavez, the nation's oldest survivor of the attack on Pearl Harbor, has died, the White House says. He was 106.

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NASA's InSight Mars Lander reveals stunningly clear pictures of the Red Planet

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NASA has released several stunning new images of Mars captured by the InSight lander's robotic arm as it snapped a photos of its new workspace.

The government space agency shared the photos to Twitter and on its website, as it gets ready to explore the Elysium Planitia, the plain where the lander touched down on Nov. 26.

"Raise your hand if you're in this new photo from #Mars!" NASA wrote in one tweet. "These two tiny chips contain the names of more than 2.4 million people who signed up to fly with me. We're ON MARS, you guys. You're all honorary Martians!"

In another, NASA wrote: "One step at a time...
Now that I've got my arm out, I can start making a detailed 3D map of my workspace, the area right in front of me where I'll place my instruments. Here's more on what I've been doing, and what's yet to come."

"Today we can see the first glimpses of our workspace," said Bruce Banerdt, the mission's principal investigator at NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena, Calif. in a statement. "By early next week, we'll be imaging it in finer detail and creating a full mosaic."

In addition to taking pictures, the nearly 6-foot arm will be used to pick up science instruments from the lander's deck. The photos will help the mission team decide where to put the lander's seismometer and heat flow probe - "the only instruments ever to be robotically placed on the surface of another planet," NASA said.

There's also another camera on the lander, which cost $828 million, known as the Instrument Context Camera. This camera is under the lander's deck and, even though it was covered, dust managed to get on the lens, Tom Hoffman of JPL, InSight's project manager, added.

"While this is unfortunate, it will not affect the role of the camera, which is to take images of the area in front of the lander where our instruments will eventually be placed," Hoffman said.
NASA IS GOING THROUGH 'SEVEN MINUTES OF TERROR' TO GET TO MARS
Since the InSight lander set down on the Red Planet a week and a half ago, ending a journey that lasted six months and covered more than 300 million miles, it's been quite busy for NASA.

"Over the past week and a half, mission engineers have been testing those instruments and spacecraft systems, ensuring they're in working order," NASA said in the statement. "A couple instruments are even recording data: a drop in air pressure, possibly caused by a passing dust devil, was detected by the pressure sensor. This, along with a magnetometer and a set of wind and temperature sensors, are part of a package called the Auxiliary Payload Sensor Subsystem, which will collect meteorological data."

The InSight lander entered Mars' atmosphere just shortly after 2:40 p.m. EST on Nov. 26 and touched the surface at approximately 2:54 p.m. EST. The last part of the journey was the most harrowing, with NASA calling it "seven minutes of terror" due to the agency's inability to control the landing of the spacecraft.

As the lander descended, it was hit with extreme temperatures, speeds and forces. In an attempt to prevent any damage to the craft, NASA chose a "vanilla ice cream" landing site, the Elysium Planitia, which is flat and featureless.

The InSight Lander is the space agency's first probe to reach the Red Planet in six years, following the August 2012 landing of the Curiosity Rover. The Rover, which has more than 12 miles on its odometer, is currently the only thing operating on the Martian surface. The Opportunity Rover, which was launched in July 2003, is currently inoperable thanks to a dust storm the Red Planet experienced several months ago.

The unmanned probe, which is built by Lockheed Martin, will dig deeper into the planet than anything that's come before.

InSight (Interior Exploration using Seismic Investigations, Geodesy and Heat Transport) is also the first spacecraft to launch to another planet from the West Coast. The spacecraft blasted off from Vandenberg Air Force Base in Central California on May 5, 2018 atop a United Launch Alliance Atlas v 401 rocket.
HOW NASA'S MARS INSIGHT WILL PHONE HOME AFTER ITS DRAMATIC LANDING
NASA's last landing on Mars took place in 2012 when the Curiosity Rover reached the Red Planet. The Rover, which has more than 12 miles on its odometer, is currently the only thing operating on the Martian surface.

The space agency's older, smaller Opportunity was roaming around up there until June, when a global dust storm knocked it out of service. Flight controllers haven't given up hope yet that it will be revived.

Mars looms ever larger in America's space future.

NASA's long-term goal is to send a manned mission to Mars in the 2030s. However, former astronaut Buzz Aldrin thinks that a slightly later target date of 2040 is more realistic. In an interview in 2016, the Gemini 12 and Apollo 11 astronaut told Fox News that by 2040, astronauts could have visited Mars' moon Phobos, which could serve as a sort of stepping stone to the Red Planet.
NASA PICKS LANDING SPOT FOR MARS 2020 ROVER IN HUNT FOR ALIEN LIFE
Last month, the space agency announced that it has selected the location where its Mars 2020 Rover will land on the Red Planet. The Rover is expected to land on Mars Feb. 18, 2021.
Fox News' James Rogers and The Associated Press contributed to this article. Follow Chris Ciaccia on Twitter @Chris_Ciaccia

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NASA's InSight Mars Lander reveals stunningly clear pictures of the Red Planet

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NASA has released several stunning new images of Mars captured by the InSight lander's robotic arm as it snapped a photos of its new workspace. The government space agency shared the photos to Twitter and on its website, as it gets ready to explore the Elysium Planitia, the plain where the lander touched down on Nov.

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Traffic deaths are the leading cause of 5-29 yr olds.

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traffic accidents are eighth leading cause of death globally

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Traffic accidents are eighth leading cause of death globally, according to WHO

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A report shows that traffic-related deaths are now the eighth leading cause of deaths globally, especially in low-income countries. Traffic laws are changing to help combat this.

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Man goes berserk over bagel

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New Yorkers don't mess around when it comes to their bagels.

The NYPD is searching for a man who went on a violent tirade at a deli in Brooklyn while ordering a bagel sandwich early Sunday morning.

The customer was apparently angry that his carbohydrate-heavy meal was not ready fast enough, ABC New York station WABC reported.

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"Make my cinnamon toasted raisin bagel with bacon, egg and cheese -- right now!" the man screamed at the deli worker while banging on the glass case enclosing other deli essentials, video taken by a witness shows.

The suspect then attacked the deli employee, throwing food and other items at him, WABC reported. The victim, who suffered some bruising and swelling, told police that the man was drunk.

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Police searching for man who went berserk while ordering bagel from deli

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New Yorkers don't mess around when it comes to their bagels. The NYPD is searching for a man who went on a violent tirade at a deli in Brooklyn while ordering a bagel sandwich early Sunday morning. The customer was apparently angry that his carbohydrate-heavy meal was not ready fast enough, ABC New York station WABC reported.

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Kid makes Ramen in class expects to eat during lunch. He is cultured. He has wooden stick like utensils and a vengeance against forks.
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Qantas Airline slammed for asking employees to work unpaid and voluntary over Christmas.

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Qantas Airways is being slammed for allegedly stealing the spirit of Christmas, after a leaked memo from the carrier asking staffers to consider working "voluntary and unpaid" shifts through the holiday season hit the Internet.

News of the airline's "Christmas peak Sydney International Terminal volunteer initiative" made waves online Friday, BuzzFeed News reports, and its audacious premise has left many seing red.

"To support our airport teams at [Sydney International Terminal] over the 2018 peak Christmas travel period, we're trialing a new volunteer program for our Campus-based people who'd like to lend a hand to the frontline in December and January," the notice states, as per The Sydney Morning Herald.

"We require volunteers to assist at the self-service check-ins and auto bag drop area, bussing gates, concourse arrivals hall and at the transfer desk. The roles allocated to volunteers will depend on their preferences, skillset and security requirements."

JOURNALIST CLAIMS 'WOMEN-ONLY' PLANE SECTIONS COULD COMBAT MIDAIR ASSAULT
According to the outlet, interested Qantas staffers can agree to work four-hour shifts, which they will only be compensated for if those shifts "fall within their normal rostered working hours."

Though reps for Qantas did not immediately return Fox News' request for comment, a rep for the airline told the Herald that volunteers would be responsible for tasks including distributing water bottles and chocolates to travelers, as well as offering directions through the air hub.

The spokesman further declared that the initiative "is not about cutting costs, this is about spreading a bit of Christmas cheer during a really busy period".

"We always scale up with additional paid staff over the peak holiday period. And we also ask head office employees if they'd like to lend a hand, which is a mix of their own time and company time," he said. "It's typically our executives who volunteer, particularly because it's a chance for them to spend more time on the frontline."

Nevertheless, the pitch has rubbed many members of the public the wrong way.

Australian Services Union NSW branch secretary Natalie Lang described the move as a "classic Grinch tale".

"This is the period where it is so busy that Qantas actually jacks up its prices and price gouges people travelling to see loved ones ... but yet they expect those people supporting those extra travelers to work for free," she said.
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Twitter users, too, were similarly outraged.

"This Christmas @Qantas is asking workers to volunteer to work for free. It's a shocking display of corporate greed from a company with record profit that paid its CEO $25 million last year. #changetherules," one fumed.

"As a long standing @Qantas customer and #brand advocate I am incensed that any executive could assess peak customer demand as a volunteerism opportunity rather than paid overtime for appropriately qualified staff," one chimed in.

"This is ridiculous, and @Qantas should be ashamed," one said.

As per their most recent annual report, Qantas Group reported a record profit of $1.6 billion for the 2017-18 financial year.

Ho, ho, humbug!

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Qantas slammed for asking employees to work 'voluntary and unpaid' shifts over Christmas

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Qantas Airways is being slammed for allegedly stealing the spirit of Christmas, after a leaked memo from the carrier asking staffers to consider working "voluntary and unpaid" shifts through the holiday season hit the Internet. News of the airline's "Christmas peak Sydney International Terminal volunteer initiative" made waves online Friday, BuzzFeed News reports, and its audacious premise has left many seing red.

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North Carolina man who beat up woman -- then called her 223 times

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A North Carolina man locked up after brutally beating a woman decided to continue his abuse from behind bars -- using a jail phone to call her more than 200 times in four months, police said.

Lewie Robinson, 54, was sentenced to almost four years behind bars after he pleaded guilty to assault and inflicting serious injury by strangulation - both of which are felonies.

He also pleaded guilty to several misdemeanor counts of assault on a female and violating a domestic violence protective order, The Asheville Citizen-Times reported Thursday.

Robinson was first charged in May with assaulting the woman. A month later, he was served in jail with 28 more arrest warrants for violating the domestic violence protection order that barred him from having contact with the victim.

Authorities said Robinson called her from the Buncombe County Detention Center 223 times over a span of four months. Some days, Robison would call the woman as many as 13 times, the Citizen-Times reported.

Officials said Robinson has a history of domestic violence offenses dating back more than 10 years.

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North Carolina man who beat up woman -- then called her 223 times from jail -- sentenced to prison

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A North Carolina man locked up after brutally beating a woman decided to continue his abuse from behind bars -- using a jail phone to call her more than 200 times in four months, police said.

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Man pushes passerby in front of truck in Los Angeles

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A random passerby in downtown Los Angeles is lucky to be alive after he was pushed in front of a truck by a random person on the street Wednesday.

In the surveillance video, acquired by Los Angeles ABC station KABC, a man is seen sitting on a bench by the sidewalk. He jumps toward one woman and startles her, before sitting back down.

But as the next passerby, a man in a suit, walks past, the man jumps off the bench and shoves him into the street right as a box truck is pulling up. The truck manages to slam on the brakes to avoid running over the man lying in the street, but he's still caught under the front wheel.

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Surveillance video shows a man pushing a random passerby in front of a truck in downtown Los Angeles on Wednesday, Dec. 5, 2018.more +

The suspect calmly picks up something off the street and walks away.

The video shows the truck driver get out of the cab and attempt to help the injured man as several onlookers also rush to help.

The man remains in the hospital in critical condition with a collapsed lung and multiple broken bones, according to KABC. His injuries are not considered life-threatening.

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Surveillance video shows a man pushing a random passerby in front of a truck in downtown Los Angeles on Wednesday, Dec. 5, 2018.

The suspect was arrested just hours after the incident. The Los Angeles Police Department thanked KABC and the Los Angeles Fire Department after a firefighter saw the video and detained the suspect Wednesday evening.

"It was definitely the bright neon rain jacket and the baggy pants, and just the demeanor the guy had," firefighter Austen Johnson told KABC.

"We followed him a couple blocks and made notification to LAPD," Fire Station 9 Capt. Raymond Robles said. "I am happy [he was arrested]. I hope the gentleman he pushed has a speedy recovery and for the individual that did push him, hopefully he can do a little soul searching on what he did was wrong, and keep him off the street from hurting anybody else."

The suspect is expected to be charged with attempted murder, according to KABC.

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Man pushes random passerby in front of oncoming truck in Los Angeles (VIDEO)

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LOS ANGELES - A random passerby in downtown Los Angeles is lucky to be alive after he was pushed in front of a truck by a random person on the street Wednesday. In the surveillance video, acquired by Los Angeles ABC station KABC, a man is seen sitting on a bench by the sidewalk.