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Big Brother and online Hunger games.

TY for the BDAY wishes :D

Jun 17, 2012 by allgood
So awesome to sign on (as infrequently as I do) and see mail waiting for me with friends wishing me a happy birthday. That seriously makes my day. I'll send personal mail responses back to all of you! < 3

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Happy Birthday!
Sent by dmann,Jun 17, 2012
YES YES YES HAPPY BDAY, HAVE MY TEXT READY TO GO IN THE MORNING MATT
Sent by mattygeee,Jun 17, 2012
thanks u guys :D
dmann mattygeee
Sent by allgood,Jun 17, 2012
YOU'RE KILLIN ME SMALLS allgood
Sent by mattygeee,Jan 2, 2013
I can't believe I've lost you little bro :( It still hasn't fully hit me that you're gone from this world, but the world was blessed to have you in it even for just a short period of time. I love you, and I thank you for being the reason I've striven to do more good for others. You will be missed so much and already are
Sent by mattygeee,Mar 12, 2013
While I didn't know you while you were alive, I was so saddened to hear of your passing. My thoughts & prayers are with your family.
It's cruel when life is lost at such a young age but I truly believe you're in a better place with The Lord & all the angels.
Sent by danny,Mar 20, 2013
Today was a really hard day Matt. Your mom told me all about your surprise planned for me which you know how much I hated your surprises lol When she told me that, my heart sank bc that was always the plan. I promised I'd come up there to your gravesite, and I'm using all those cards you got me to buy your mom something, so joke's on you, told you I wouldn't use em for myself :P I'm sure you know how hard she's been taking it. You'll have to help me figure out what to get her, I'm glad I'll be able to put them into good use even though you tricked me into them you knucklehead. Why can't you just be here still and everything be the same :/ your cousin has been INCREDIBLE, she really is as great as you said. I know you're probably thumping me for being down, you'd never allow anyone to get worked up over you. You were the best little brother I could have asked for, and I really feel like I took you for granted at times, and I'm so sorry for that Matt. I keep remembering how incredible you were and you going to church to light a candle for my grandfather. I will never forget every little thing you did for me. I'll keep updating you on everything, love you little brother, I always told you you were my guardian angel ha
Sent by mattygeee,Mar 20, 2013
Rest in peace Matt. from what i heard from other people you were great guy. I really hope you are an angel now and your soul is still helping people. Sometimes life is so unfair but thats how world works. my prayers will be with you. before i start to cry im ending this. R.I.P
Sent by Chemicalali,Mar 26, 2013
RIP Matt. I didn't know you when you were around, but you seemed like an amazing person and it's a tragedy that your life was taken away so early :(
Sent by Etienne,Apr 8, 2013
Thinking of you, seeing your picture and getting pissed off. Really missing our calls :/
Sent by mattygeee,Apr 20, 2013
no :(
Sent by Lamia,May 11, 2013
So it's your birthday!!! Your fam went out to see you today! They asked if I had anything to tell you, so I'm sure you already got my message from cuz :P I think about you every single day, Matt, this has seriously weighed so heavily on my heart. Love you so much brat, this is still very unreal to me. I'm still planning on coming up there before I move, and you'll be so pissed when I cry like a wuss lol I can't wait to fill you in on everything going on for me, it's my turn to make you proud this time instead of vice versa :') Remember our catch phrase! Ugh it's so hard to be lighthearted too WHICH I HAVE TO TELL MYSELF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT ALL THE TIME. Just put in a good word to the big guy upstairs for me, I need it. I'm sure this was the best birthday yet for you, do they have that nasty ice cream up there you like? :* Still praying for your family, but they're doing so much better!! Before I get emotional, I'll end this. I love you so much brother, you changed me for the better, and I will never let you forget it. I will be seeing you in a month or two, but until then, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BEST LITTLE BROTHER EVER!! :) < 3
Sent by mattygeee,Jun 19, 2013
thats yo last birthday my dead ass bitch
holla
Sent by Tripod,Jul 14, 2013
Ugh I will see you in just a month! I'm excited/dreading it Mr. A. I still have my hard days and keep in touch with your fam, but I think about you all the time. Some days are harder than others, but I remember all your stupid, inspirational, positive quotes -_- lol Love you so much little brother, tell God to leave me a spot in heaven please :P
Sent by mattygeee,Aug 22, 2013
So I'm sure you know how things turned out :/ I've still been talking to your cousin, and we are still working on how to get me up there at a good time. I know it's not something that would matter to you either way, but you know how important to me this is. Had a very rough week and a half you know quite well! It's been a complete emotional whirlwind, and I will continue to talk to you about everything like a loon :$ You taught me to keep the ones that matter most closest to me, and it's something I should have kicked into my stupid, forgetful brain because I screwed up, Matt. You would have loved to be a part of that whole time too, to ask how things were going, put me in my place, and tell me what to do! xD I would have told you everything and just bragged about it the entire time. I miss your dorky-ness and wisdom :( You always did the right thing and knew what it was, and it seems that it's too late for me to figure out now. Don't worry, I will not give up, but I really wish I had you to talk to about all this, it would mean the world :( Losing you two this year has really taken a toll on me mentally, spiritually, and most noticeably physically. Anyways! A lot of good has happened as well, you like positivity! :P The new job  is such a blessing, and I am soooooo happy to have this big boy opportunity! The move went really well, just very exhausting! Changing only for the better now, Matt, and I will not take anything for granted that God has given me. Still praying for your family and talking to you every night. Love you so much and miss you like hell so often you wouldn't believe how tough the days can be. Keeping you close to me always little bro < 3
Sent by mattygeee,Sep 24, 2013
GAH you've been on my mind so much little bro :S You would be so proud of me! With this new job, I get to volunteer with a private company for abused children like you :$ It is not the same one you worked at, but my boss started this one locally, it is very excellent! So happy to be able to be a part of it, I have you to thank for a big part of this! Thought you'd love to know I am carrying on your legacy :P Also been thinking about the advice you would give me through this rough time, and I know exactly what you would say, and you'd be right! Came to this realization my dear brother, and thank you for sending those thoughts my way! Love you still so much, and I will always remember "the way ya do that thing ya do" baha < 3
Sent by mattygeee,Sep 28, 2013
Hi , So Uhm i kinda quitted this site or left or whatever the technical term is since even though you left this site there some kinda spell that you still will wind up coming back ...i click something on facebook and it put me back here...

Anyway ...I just heard that uhm you kinda go fly fly or i dont know ...i mean i dont know your religion so i dont know if you go to heaven , got reincarnated , met god , buddha or allah or if your an aetheist youre probably watching a non stop marathon of family guy...which is kinda awesome...anyway

I remember that day when you gift me my dog hoodie

Sure it was a virtual gift ...but i remember spamming for hours begging everyone because i just thought it will be the funniest thing ever! and out of nowhere you came in ...didnt know you ...but the smile you brought to my face that day make me realize...hey...tengaged has angels in it :)

Since then i think we kinda join one game ...you evicted me ...i said its ok ...you promised to gift me ..i said its ok ...i always kinda saw you as the nicest stranger ...you know ....were not friend friends but i always feel like if you do good deeds for someone you dont know like me ...what about for the people you know like mattygeee ....people who have known you personally must be the luckiest bunch of human lifeform on this planet.

i dont know if you can log in on tengaged where ur from but if you do and you read this ...i just hope youre in a happy , comfortable and probably worry free place and that no matter what youre goodness and kindness will always live on :)

im so sorry for your family and friends loss and all i can honestly think of is its hard to find rare nice guys with always good intentions like you

thats why you have to left this planet early before evil gets a hold of you ...they always kinda collect the purest of them all you know ;)

I will Always will be greatful for the hoodie
but i am more eternally blessed and greatful that i got a chance to bump into you!

Enjoy Afterlife Buddy!

Cheers!

-Alfie
Sent by Meowfie,Oct 1, 2013
Ok now i kinda wanna stay on tengaged earn a lot of virtual money and gift you a virtual wings and some fancy halo ugh .....
Sent by Meowfie,Oct 1, 2013
God I need you back Matt.. My life is very mixed atm!! On one hand, I've been beyond blessed, just absolutely blessed! I have a new, amazing job, I am writing music with a friend to get in the studio, I've gotten an amazing opportunity with photography after this shoot, and I was just offered a modeling job LOL (knew you'd appreciate that last one, following your footsteps eh? xD) But on the other hand, these two big deaths have really torn me to pieces, this kid uses me when he needs me and gives me hell just for fun when he doesn't Lol! Passed out and blacked out you know, and you are not here for me to call! :( Could have told you everything, you would have eased my soul so freaking much!!! :( We were supposed to be friends for life, why did you have to be so selfless Matt :( It has been impossible to keep you off my kind lately, having that prayer circle for you :/ I feel so blessed and strong by who God made me to be and the talents I was given, but so weakened by surroundings! Why the hell are you not here Matt?!! I am closer than ever to friends but also turning down a lot of you know what which I should not but I have a soul! My heart just cannot listen to my head, two completely different messages bc my heart is an ignorant sack of crap! Lol I love you so much, I never thought you would ever leave this earth and I never thought I could handle life without the nicest man I've ever met :/ I wish the best for your family, and thanks for always listening to me throughout the day! :P ttys I'm sure -_- < 3
Sent by mattygeee,Oct 6, 2013
MATT I EFFING MISS YOU. I think me and the bf (I know :$) are going to NY for New Years if things go right so that will work out!! :) Gah I need you back to talk tooooooo, I can't hardly stand it! Love you little brother, still thank God every day for the time I had with you < 3
Sent by mattygeee,Oct 29, 2013
Matty you are such a good and real person and friend for writing all of these. He's smiling you from the heaven and so happy that you still care about him.
Sent by Chemicalali,Nov 9, 2013
Oh goodness, thank you chem. I really hope you've been doing well, it's been quite some time since we've talked!

MATT! I only get on here to talk to you now! Thank goodness too, I'm slowly but surely catching up to you in accomplishments xD I'm still no male model like yourself o_o buttttt one day, I'm trying to get your stuff published again with one of my friends :) You shoulda been famous anyways, but yo behind always hated attention -_- I love you Matt, thank you for your blessings
Sent by mattygeee,Nov 12, 2013
Hope you are doing well Matt and Matty! :)
Sent by sjsoccer88,Nov 12, 2013
Hey buddy :) "the way you do that thing you do" xD You must be LAUGHING at me being such a creep/dork by writing you on here xD So upset my old phone doesn't have your funny voicemails, I miss hearing my little brother laugh :/ Beg God to give me a spot up there with you, love you bromo < 3
Sent by mattygeee,Nov 20, 2013
Had an amazing/terrible dream about you little bro, I woke up just completely panicked :/ I really feel like you're trying to tell me something sometimes or maybe I'm just crazy. The latter is more likely :P I wish I could repay you for last Christmas :( I'm so afraid to do deny thing with them tbh, just don't feel right about it anymore. You'd tell me it's silly blah blah, I hate you lol I've grown so much from both your presence and absence, you'll never know how grateful I am for that. Love you and miss you as much as ever < 3
Sent by mattygeee,Dec 14, 2013
Ugh Christmas is cominggggggggggg. I won't get to text you saying HOE HOE HOE this year :/ You don't know how frustrated and angry I get when I think about you Matt, just typing this now I'm getting upset.. You really were the perfect friend, and everyone saw that in you... Gonna get myself shaking from anger at it.. I just miss you Mister A :/
Sent by mattygeee,Dec 21, 2013
Love you Matt
Sent by mattygeee,Dec 27, 2013
Rest In Peace to such a wonderful Angel : (
Sent by Avalon,May 19, 2014
I was so sorry to hear what happened. You were too young to have lost your life.
Sent by Diva1,May 19, 2014
LMFAO GINGERPOWDER THIS GIVES ME LIFE
Sent by Aquamarine,Aug 28, 2014
Aquamarine @skydog34 GingerPowder

why is this a joke to you all? The things you are posting are beyond awful.
Sent by Connor_,Jan 1, 2015
those last few comments from aquamarine @skydog34 and gingerpowder are so disgusting. All I can say for you people is you all need help seriously
Sent by Jassos4,Jan 6, 2015
RIP bro! its a privilege to have been in your last game on here!!
Sent by KBeastW,Aug 3, 2015
I didnt know you at all. But just wanted to say rest in peace. Youre in a better place now and i hope this comment helps a bit to remove any of the negative comments that were written on here.
Sent by mattholder,Aug 3, 2015
^^

Rest In Peace.
Sent by DaBOMB,Aug 3, 2015
RIP. ♥
Sent by Maxi1234,Aug 3, 2015
Rest in peace buddy
Sent by Willie_,Aug 9, 2015
This makes me sad, Rip ♥
Sent by Girllover101,Dec 12, 2015
rest in peace
Sent by jguill,Jan 11, 2016
Dick
Sent by konohavillage1,Jan 16, 2016
Dick
Sent by GingerPowder,Mar 9, 2016
Had an abortion today and it looked just like you :(
Sent by konohavillage1,Mar 16, 2016
also afterwards I died from blood loss and it looked a lot like you too :(
Sent by konohavillage1,Mar 16, 2016
nice job deleting my comments shows you're actually alive haha idiot caught red handed white trash fuck
Sent by GingerPowder,Mar 16, 2016
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 butty.

 
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.
Sent by BlakeIsBack,Mar 18, 2016
So she said what's the problem baby
What's the problem I don't know
Well maybe I'm dead (dead)
Think about it every time
I think about it
Can't stop thinking 'bout it

How much longer will it take to cure this
Just to cure it cause I can't ignore it if it's dead (dead)
Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout dead

Come on, come on
Turn a little faster
Come on, come on
The world will follow after
Come on, come on
Cause everybody's after dead

So I said I'm a snowball running
Running down into the spring that's coming all this dead
Melting under blue skies
Belting out sunlight
Shimmering dead

Well baby I surrender
To the strawberry ice cream
Never ever end of all this dead
Well I didn't mean to do it
But there's no escaping your dead

These lines of lightning
Mean we're never alone,
Never alone, no, no

Come on, Come on
Move a little closer
Come on, Come on
I want to hear you whisper
Come on, Come on
Settle down inside my dead

Come on, come on
Jump a little higher
Come on, come on
If you feel a little lighter
Come on, come on
We were once
Upon a time in dead

We're accidentally in dead
Accidentally in dead [x7]

Accidentally

I'm in dead, I'm in dead,
I'm in dead, I'm in dead,
I'm in dead, I'm in dead,
Accidentally [x2]

Come on, come on
Spin a little tighter
Come on, come on
And the world's a little brighter
Come on, come on
Just get yourself inside her

dead ...I'm in dead
Sent by GingerPowder,Mar 18, 2016
btw I demolished your cousins pussy you should ask her about some time
Sent by GingerPowder,Mar 18, 2016
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Sent by GingerPowder,Apr 4, 2016
Grandpa!



                   

You're not supposed to be up here,

looking at that.



                   

I just wanted to know.



                   

Well, you're old enough, I suppose.



                   

You should know the story.



                   

OK, here we go.



                   

It was  1832  .



                   

On a night much like this.



                   

Charles Carroll was the last surviving

signer of the Declaration of Independence.

 

                   

He was also a member

of a secret society known as the Masons.

 

                   

And he knew he was dying.

 

                   

He woke up his stable boy

in the middle of the night

 

                   

and ordered him to take him to

the White House to see Andrew Jackson,

 

                   

because it was urgent

that he speak to the president.

 

                   

Did he talk to him?

 

                   

No. He never got the chance.

 

                   

The president wasn't there that night.

 

                   

But Charles Carroll had a secret.

 

                   

So he took into his confidence

the one person he could,

 

                   

my grandfather's grandfather,

 

                   

Thomas Gates.

 

                   

What was the secret?

 

                   

A treasure.

 

                   

A treasure beyond all imagining.

 

                   

A treasure that had been

fought over for centuries

 

                   

by tyrants, pharaohs,

emperors, warlords.

 

                   

And every time it changed hands

it grew larger.

 

                   

And then suddenly...

 

                   

it vanished.

 

                   

It didn't reappear

for more than a thousand years,

 

                   

when knights from the First Crusade

 

                   

discovered secret vaults

beneath the Temple of Solomon.

 

                   

You see, the knights who found the vaults

 

                   

believed that the treasure

was too great for any one man -

 

                   

not even a king.

 

                   

They brought the treasure back to Europe

and took the name "the Knights Templar".

 

                   

Over the next century

they smuggled it out of Europe

 

                   

and they formed a new brotherhood

called the Freemasons,

 

                   

in honour of

the builders of the great temple.

 

                   

War followed.

 

                   

By the time of the American Revolution

the treasure had been hidden again.

 

                   

By then the Masons included

 

                   

George Washington,

Benjamin Franklin, Paul Revere.

 

                   

They knew they had to make sure

 

                   

the treasure would never fall

into the hands of the British.

 

                   

So they devised a series of clues

and maps to its location.

 

                   

Over time the clues were lost or forgotten,

 

                   

until only one remained -

 

                   

and that was the secret that Charles Carroll

entrusted to young Thomas Gates.

 

                   

Charlotte.

 

                   

"The secret lies with Charlotte."

 

                   

Who's Charlotte?

 

                   

Oh, not even Mr Carroll knew that.

 

                   

Now look here, Ben.

 

                   

The Freemasons

among our Founding Fathers left us clues.

 

                   

Like these.

 

                   

The unfinished pyramid.

The all-seeing eye.

 

                   

Symbols of the Knights Templar,

guardians of the treasure.

 

                   

- They're speaking to us through these.

- You mean laughing at us.

 

                   

You know what that dollar represents?

 

                   

The entire Gates family fortune.

 

                   

Six generations of fools...

chasing after fool's gold.

 

                   

It's not about the money, Patrick.

It's never been about the money.

 

                   

Come on, son. Time to go.

 

                   

You can... say your goodbyes.

 

                   

Grandpa?

 

                   

Are we knights?

 

                   

Do you want to be?

 

                   

All right. Um... kneel.

 

                   

Benjamin Franklin Gates,

 

                   

you take upon yourself the duty

of the Templars, the Freemasons

 

                   

and the family Gates.

 

                   

Do you so swear?

 

                   

I so swear.

 

                   

I was thinking about

Henson and Peary,

 

                   

crossing this kind of terrain with nothing

more than dog sleds and on foot.

 

                   

- Can you imagine?

- It's extraordinary.

 

                   

We getting closer?

 

                   

Assuming Ben's theory's correct

and my tracking model's accurate,

 

                   

we should be getting very close.

 

                   

But don't go by me -

I broke a shoelace this morning.

 

                   

- It's... it's a bad omen.

- Shall we turn around and go home?

 

                   

Or we could pull over

and just throw him out here.

 

                   

OK.

 

                   

Riley, you're not missing that little

windowless cubicle we found you in?

 

                   

No, no. Absolutely not.

 

                   

Why are we stopping?

I thought we were looking for a ship.

 

                   

- I don't see any ship.

- She's out there.

 

                   

Look... this is a waste of time.

 

                   

How could a ship wind up way out here?

 

                   

Well, I'm no expert, but...

 

                   

it could be that the hydrothermic properties

of this region

 

                   

produce hurricane-force ice storms

 

                   

that cause the ocean to freeze

and then melt and then refreeze,

 

                   

resulting in a semisolid

migrating land mass

 

                   

that would land a ship right around here.

 

                   

Hello, beautiful.

 

                   

Have Viktor

check the fuel in the generators.

 

                   

Two years ago, if you hadn't shown up,

hadn't believed the treasure was real,

   

                   

I don't know

if I ever would have found Charlotte.

   

                   

You would have found it, I have no doubt.

   

                   

That's why I didn't think it was

as crazy an investment as everyone said.

   

                   

I'm just relieved that I'm not as crazy

as everyone says. Or said my dad was.

   

                   

Or my granddad. Or my great-granddad.

   

                   

OK!

   

                   

Let's go!

   

                   

- Let's go find some treasure.

- Yeah, bring us back something.

   

                   

Oh, God!

   

                   

You handled that well.

   

                   

This is it.

   

                   

It's the cargo hold.

   

                   

Do you think it's in the barrels?

   

                   

Gunpowder.

   

                   

OK...

   

                   

Why would the captain

be guarding this barrel?

   

                   

I found something!

   

                   

What is it?

   

                   

Do you guys know what this is?

   

                   

Is it a billion-dollar pipe?

   

                   

It's a meerschaum pipe.

Ah, that is beautiful.

   

                   

Look at the intricacy of the scrollwork

on the stem.

   

                   

- Is it a million-dollar pipe?

- No, it's a clue.

   

                   

Let me see that.

   

                   

No, don't break it!

   

                   

We are one step closer to the treasure,

gentlemen.

   

                   

Ben, I thought you said that

the treasure would be on the Charlotte.

   

                   

No, "The secret lies with Charlotte."

   

                   

I said it could be here.

   

                   

It's Templar symbols.

   

                   

"The legend writ."

   

                   

"The stain effected."

   

                   

"The key in Silence undetected."

   

                   

"Fifty-five in iron pen."

   

                   

"Mr Matlack can't offend."

   

                   

It's a riddle.

   

                   

I need to think.

   

                   

"The legend writ."

   

                   

"The stain effected."

   

                   

What legend?

   

                   

There's the legend of the Templar treasure,

and the stain effects the legend.

   

                   

How?

   

                   

"The key in Silence undetected."

   

                   

Wait.

   

                   

The legend and the key...

Now there's something.

   

                   

A map.

   

                   

Maps have legends, maps have keys.

   

                   

It's a map, an invisible map.

So now...

   

                   

Wait a minute. What do you mean,

"invisible" - "an invisible map"?

   

                   

"The stain effected"

could refer to a dye or a reagent

   

                   

used to bring about a certain result.

   

                   

Combined with

"The key in Silence undetected",

   

                   

the implication is that the effect is to make

what was undetectable detectable.

   

                   

Unless...

"The key in Silence" could be...

   

                   

Prison.

   

                   

Albuquerque.

   

                   

See, I can do it too.

Snorkel.

   

                   

That's where the map is.

Like he said, "Fifty-five in iron pen."

   

                   

"Iron pen" is a prison.

   

                   

Or it could be, since the primary writing

medium of the time was iron gall ink,

   

                   

the "pen" is... just a pen.

   

                   

But then why not say a pen?

Why... why say "iron pen"?

   

                   

Cos it's a prison.

   

                   

Wait a minute. "Iron pen" - the "iron"

does not describe the ink in the pen,

   

                   

it describes what was penned.

   

                   

It was "iron" -

it was firm, it was mineral...

   

                   

No, no, no, that's stupid.

   

                   

It was... It was firm,

it was adamant, it was resolved.

   

                   

It was resolved.

   

                   

"Mr Matlack can't offend."

   

                   

Timothy Matlack was the official scribe

of the Continental Congress.

   

                   

Calligrapher, not writer. And to make sure

he could not offend the map,

   

                   

it was put on the back of a resolution

that he transcribed,

   

                   

a resolution that    men signed.

   

                   

The Declaration of Independence.

   

                   

Come on, there's no invisible map on the

back of the Declaration of Independence.

   

                   

That's clever, really.

A document of that importance

   

                   

would ensure the map's survival.

   

                   

And you said there were several Masons

signed it, yeah?

   

                   

Yeah. Nine, for sure.

   

                   

We'll have to arrange a way to examine it.

   

                   

This is one of the most important

documents in history.

   

                   

They're not just gonna let us waltz in there

and run chemical tests on it.

   

                   

- Then what do you propose we do?

- I don't know!

   

                   

We could borrow it.

   

                   

Steal it?

   

                   

- I don't think so.

- Ben...

   

                   

the treasure of the Knights Templar

is the treasure of all treasures.

   

                   

Oh, I didn't know that.

Really?

   

                   

Look, Ben... I understand your bitterness.

I really do.

   

                   

You've spent your entire life

searching for this treasure,

   

                   

only to have

the respected historical community

   

                   

treat you and your family

with mockery and contempt.

   

                   

You should be able to rub this treasure

in their arrogant faces,

   

                   

and I want you to have

the chance to do that.

   

                   

How?

   

                   

We all have our areas of expertise.

   

                   

You don't think mine are limited

to writing cheques, do you?

   

                   

In another life...

   

                   

I arranged a number of operations of...

questionable legality.

   

                   

I'd take his word for it, if I were you.

   

                   

So don't worry.

I'll make all the arrangements.

   

                   

No.

   

                   

I'd really need your help here.

   

                   

lan... I'm not gonna let you steal

the Declaration of Independence.

   

                   

OK.

   

                   

From this point on

all you're going to be is a hindrance.

   

                   

Hey!

   

                   

What are you gonna do?

Are you gonna shoot me, Shaw?

   

                   

Well, you can't shoot me.

There's more to the riddle.

   

                   

Information you don't have. I do.

   

                   

I'm the only one who can figure it out,

and you know that.

   

                   

He's bluffing.

   

                   

We played poker together, lan.

You know I can't bluff.

   

                   

Tell me what I need to know, Ben,

   

                   

or I'll shoot your friend.

   

                   

Hey!

   

                   

Quiet, Riley!

Your job's finished here.

   

                   

Look where you're standing.

All that gunpowder.

   

                   

You shoot me,

I drop this, we all go up.

   

                   

Ben...

   

                   

What happens when the flare burns down?

   

                   

Tell me what I need to know, Ben.

   

                   

You need to know...

   

                   

if Shaw can catch.

   

                   

Nice try, though.

   

                   

Get out, Shaw!

   

                   

Fool!

   

                   

Riley, get over here!

   

                   

- What is this?

- Smuggler's hold. Get in!

   

                   

Move! Get out of here!

   

                   

- What?

- Move! Get out!

   

                   

Follow me.

   

                   

Let's go, let's go!

She's gonna blow!

   

                   

Get down.

   

                   

OK, let's go.

Before someone sees the smoke.

   

                   

There's an Inuit village

about nine miles east of here.

   

                   

- It's popular with bush pilots.

- All right.

   

                   

- Then what are we gonna do?

- Start making our way back home.

   

                   

No, I meant about lan. He's gonna steal

the Declaration of Independence, Ben.

   

                   

We stop him.

   

                   

Is it really so hard to believe

   

                   

that someone's gonna try to steal

the Declaration of Independence?

   

                   

The FBI gets       tips a week.

   

                   

They're not gonna worry about

something they're sure is safe.

   

                   

But anyone that can do anything

is gonna think we're crazy.

   

                   

Anyone crazy enough to believe us

isn't gonna want to help.

   

                   

We don't need someone crazy. But one

step short of crazy, what do you get?

   

                   

Obsessed.

   

                   

Passionate.

   

                   

Excuse me.

   

                   

- Dr Chase can see you now, Mr Brown.

- Thank you.

   

                   

Mr Brown?

   

                   

The family name doesn't get a lot

of respect in the academic community.

   

                   

Huh. Being kept down by the man.

   

                   

A very cute man.

   

                   

Thank you.

   

                   

- Good afternoon, gentlemen.

- Hi.

   

                   

- Abigail Chase.

- Paul Brown.

   

                   

- Nice to meet you.

- Bill.

   

                   

Nice to meet you, Bill.

   

                   

- How may I help you?

- Your accent. Pennsylvania Dutch?

   

                   

Saxony German.

   

                   

- You're not American?

- Oh, I am an American.

   

                   

I just wasn't born here.

Please don't touch that!

   

                   

Sorry. A neat collection.

George Washington's campaign buttons.

   

                   

You're missing the      inaugural, though.

   

                   

- I found one once.

- That's very fortunate for you.

   

                   

Now, you told my assistant

that this was an urgent matter.

   

                   

Yes, ma'am.

   

                   

Well, I'm gonna get straight to the point.

   

                   

Someone's gonna steal

the Declaration of Independence.

   

                   

It's true.

   

                   

I think I'd better put you gentlemen

in touch with the FBI.

   

                   

- We've been to the FBI.

- And?

   

                   

They assured us that the Declaration

cannot possibly be stolen.

   

                   

- They're right.

- My friend and I are less certain.

   

                   

However, if we were given the privilege

of examining the document...

   

                   

we would be able to tell you for certain

if it were actually in any danger.

   

                   

What do you think you're gonna find?

   

                   

We believe that there's an...

encryption on the back.

   

                   

- An encryption, like a code?

- Yes, ma'am.

   

                   

Of what?

   

                   

A... cartograph.

   

                   

- A map.

- Yes, ma'am.

   

                   

A map of what?

   

                   

The location of...

   

                   

...of hidden items

of historic and intrinsic value.

   

                   

- A treasure map?

- That's where we lost the FBI.

   

                   

You're treasure-hunters, aren't you?

   

                   

We're more like treasure-protectors.

   

                   

Mr Brown, I have personally seen the back

of the Declaration of Independence,

   

                   

and I promise you, the only thing there

is a notation that reads,

   

                   

"Original Declaration of Independence,

dated...

   

                   

"Four of July,     ." Yes, ma'am.

   

                   

But no map.

   

                   

It's invisible.

   

                   

Oh! Right.

   

                   

And that's where we lost

the Department of Homeland Security.

   

                   

What led you to assume

there's this invisible map?

   

                   

We found an engraving

on the stem of a    -year-old pipe.

   

                   

Owned by Freemasons.

   

                   

- May I see the pipe?

- We don't have it.

   

                   

- Did Big Foot take it?

- It was nice meeting you.

   

                   

Nice to meet you, too.

   

                   

And, you know,

that really is a nice collection.

   

                   

Must have taken you a long time

to hunt down all that history.

   

                   

If it's any consolation,

you had me convinced.

   

                   

It's not.

   

                   

I was thinking, what if we go public,

plaster the story all over the Internet?

   

                   

It's not like

we have our reputations to worry about.

   

                   

Although I don't think

that's exactly gonna scare lan away.

   

                   

    years of searching,

and I'm three feet away.

   

                   

Of all the words

written here about freedom,

   

                   

there's a line here

that's at the heart of all the others.

   

                   

"But when a long train of abuses

and usurpations,

   

                   

pursuing invariably the same object,

   

                   

evinces a design to reduce them

under absolute despotism,

   

                   

it is their right, it is their duty

to throw off such government

   

                   

and provide new guards

for their future security."

   

                   

People don't talk that way any more.

   

                   

Beautiful, huh?

   

                   

- No idea what you said.

- It means, if there's something wrong,

   

                   

those who have the ability to take action

have the responsibility to take action.

   

                   

I'm gonna steal it.

   

                   

What?

   

                   

I'm gonna steal

the Declaration of Independence.

   

                   

Ben?

   

                   

This is... huge.

   

                   

It's prison huge.

   

                   

You are gonna go to prison,

you know that?

   

                   

Yeah, probably.

   

                   

So that would bother most people.

   

                   

lan's gonna try and steal it. And if he

succeeds, he'll destroy the Declaration.

   

                   

The fact is, the only way to protect

the Declaration is to steal it.

   

                   

It's upside down.

   

                   

I don't think there's a choice.

   

                   

Ben, for God's sakes,

   

                   

it's like stealing a national monument. OK?

   

                   

It's like stealing him.

   

                   

It can't be done. Not shouldn't be done.

It can't be done.

   

                   

Let me prove it to you.

   

                   

OK, Ben, pay attention.

   

                   

I've brought you to the Library of Congress.

   

                   

Why? Because it's the biggest library

in the world.

   

                   

Over    million books.

   

                   

And they're all saying

the same exact thing:

   

                   

listen to Riley.

   

                   

What we have here, my friend,

is an entire layout of the archives.

   

                   

Short of builders' blueprints.

   

                   

You've got construction orders,

phone lines,

   

                   

water and sewage -

it's all here.

   

                   

Now, when the Declaration

is on display, OK,

   

                   

it is surrounded by guards

and video monitors

   

                   

and a little family from lowa and little kids

on their eighth-grade field trip.

   

                   

And beneath an inch of bulletproof glass

is an army of sensors and heat monitors

   

                   

that will go off if someone gets too close

with a high fever.

   

                   

Now, when it's not on display,

   

                   

it is lowered into a four-foot-thick

concrete, steel-plated vault...

   

                   

that happens to be equipped

with an electronic combination lock

   

                   

and biometric access-denial systems.

   

                   

You know, Thomas Edison tried and failed

nearly      times

   

                   

to develop the carbonised cotton-thread

filament for the incandescent light bulb.

   

                   

Edison?

   

                   

When asked about it,

he said, "I didn't fail,

   

                   

I found out      ways

how not to make a light bulb."

   

                   

But he only needed to find one way

to make it work.

   

                   

The Preservation Room.

Enjoy. Go ahead.

   

                   

Do you know

what the Preservation Room is for?

   

                   

Delicious jams and jellies?

   

                   

No. That's where they clean,

repair and maintain

   

                   

all the documents

and the storage housings

   

                   

when they're not on display or in the vault.

   

                   

Now, when the case needs work they take

it out of the vault, directly across the hall

   

                   

and into the Preservation Room.

   

                   

The best time for us, or lan, to steal it

would be during the gala this weekend

   

                   

when the guards are distracted

by the VIPs upstairs.

   

                   

But we'll make our way to the Preservation

Room, where there's much less security.

   

                   

Well, if lan...

   

                   

Preservation...

   

                   

The gala, huh?

   

                   

This might be possible.

   

                   

It might.

   

                   

And we are in.

   

                   

There you are. Hello.

   

                   

The hallway.

   

                   

That's what I want.

   

                   

Game on.

   

                   

I'll buy that.

   

                   

Cool.

   

                   

This just came for you.

   

                   

I hope it's not from Stan.

   

                   

"For the woman who has everything else...

Thanks for listening. Paul Brown."

   

                   

Abigail Chase.

   

                   

Hey, Mike.

   

                   

- Let's do this by the book.

- Hallway is secure.

   

                   

- Keep the document level.

- No problem.

   

                   

What have you got?

   

                   

The heat sensor went off

in the Declaration frame.

   

                   

Run full diagnostics,

then I want them all changed out.

   

                   

Our evil plan is working.

   

                   

Ben, are you sure that we should...?

   

                   

Riley.

   

                   

- Can you hear me?

- Unfortunately, yeah.

   

                   

We're all set in here.

   

                   

You want to go around to the front

and present your invitation.

   

                   

You're gonna have to show ID.

Go ahead, man.

   

                   

Howdy.

   

                   

I need your invitation

and your ID, please.

   

                   

How do you look?

   

                   

- Not bad.

- Mazel tov.

   

                   

This is it.

   

                   

For you.

   

                   

- Oh, Mr Brown.

- Dr Chase.

   

                   

- What are you doing here?

- Is that that hot girl?

   

                   

- How does she look?

- I made a last-minute donation. A big one.

   

                   

Well, on that subject,

thank you for your wonderful gift.

   

                   

- Oh, you did get it? Good.

- Yes, thank you.

   

                   

You know, I really couldn't accept

something like that normally, but...

   

                   

I really want it.

   

                   

- Well, you needed it.

- Come on, Romeo, get outta there.

   

                   

I have been wondering, though,

what the engraving indicated

   

                   

on the pipe that Big Foot took.

   

                   

Hi.

   

                   

- Here you go.

- Oh, Dr Herbert, this is Mr Brown.

   

                   

- Hi.

- Hi there.

   

                   

- Who's the stiff?

- Here, why don't you let me take that?

   

                   

- So you can take that off his hands.

- Thank you.

   

                   

A toast, yeah?

   

                   

To high treason.

   

                   

That's what these men were committing

when they signed the Declaration.

   

                   

Had we lost the war, they would have been

hanged, beheaded, drawn and quartered,

   

                   

and - Oh! Oh, my personal favourite -

and had their entrails cut out and burned!

   

                   

So, here's to the men

who did what was considered wrong

   

                   

in order to do what they knew was right.

   

                   

What they knew was right.

   

                   

Well, good night.

   

                   

- Good night.

- Good night.

   

                   

Yeah!

   

                   

OK, go! Go!

   

                   

This better work.

   

                   

Clear!

   

                   

- On.

- Door one.    seconds.

   

                   

How does it look?

   

                   

It's working.

It's working...

   

                   

Unbelievable.

   

                   

Second door.    seconds.

   

                   

Well done, boys. Let's go.

   

                   

- We're in the elevator.

- OK.

   

                   

I'm gonna turn off

the surveillance cameras. Ready?

   

                   

In five, four,

   

                   

three... Now.

   

                   

Ben Gates,

   

                   

you are now the Invisible Man.

   

                   

- I'm here.

- Give me the letters for her password.

   

                   

What do you got for me?

   

                   

Hit me with it.

   

                   

A-E-F-G...

   

                   

L-O-R-V-Y.

   

                   

Anagrams being listed.

   

                   

OK.

   

                   

Top results: "A glove fry."

   

                   

"A very golf."

   

                   

"Fargo levy."

   

                   

"Gravy floe. Valey frog."

   

                   

Also "Ago fly rev."

   

                   

"Grove fly a."

   

                   

"Are fly gov."

   

                   

"Era fly gov."

   

                   

- "Elf gov ray."

- It's "Valley Forge".

   

                   

"Valley For..."

I don't have that on my computer.

   

                   

It's "Valley Forge" -

she pressed the E and L twice.

   

                   

Valley Forge was a turning point

in the American Revolution.

   

                   

Can I marry your brain?

   

                   

We're in.

   

                   

Hello.

   

                   

Ben, you're doing great.

   

                   

Ben, pick it up.

   

                   

You got about one...

   

                   

We own video.

   

                   

- I lost my feed.

- What?

   

                   

I lost my feed, Ben.

   

                   

I don't know where anyone is.

I have nothing.

   

                   

Ben, I have no...

Ben, I have nothing.

   

                   

Get out of there.

Get out of there now.

   

                   

I'm taking the whole thing.

I'll get it out in the elevator.

   

                   

What are you talking about?

Is it heavy?

   

                   

Shaw. Door three, one minute.

   

                   

Gates.

   

                   

What was that?

   

                   

Who's shooting?

   

                   

- Damn.

- He's got the bloody map!

   

                   

Are you still there? Ben?

   

                   

I'm in the elevator.

   

                   

- lan's here. There was, uh, shooting.

- I hate that guy.

   

                   

Hey, Rebecca.

Do you have a Paul Brown on that list?

   

                   

Paul Brown?

   

                   

No. Not here.

   

                   

Have a good night.

   

                   

Are you trying to steal that?

   

                   

It's $  .

   

                   

- For this?

- Yeah.

   

                   

- That's a lot.

- Hey, I don't make the prices.

   

                   

It's...

   

                   

I have $  ...

   

                   

   c.

   

                   

We take Visa.

   

                   

This is Mike. Sublevel three.

I have an alert.

   

                   

Where are you, Ben?

   

                   

- Where are you?

- Stop talking.

   

                   

Start the van.

   

                   

Ben, the...

the mean Declaration lady's behind you.

   

                   

Hey.

   

                   

Oh, it's you. Hello.

   

                   

Mr Brown, what's going on?

What's that?

   

                   

- It's a souvenir.

- Really?

   

                   

Stop chatting and get in the van.

   

                   

Code red. Code red.

We have a break-in.

   

                   

Lock it down. Nobody leaves the building.

Get the FBI on the phone.

   

                   

- Did you enjoy the party?

- Yeah.

   

                   

- Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God! You did not...?

   

                   

- No...

- Security! Over here!

   

                   

- Give me that!

- It's yours. Take it.

   

                   

Security!

   

                   

- Over here! Security!

- Got you.

   

                   

Go.

   

                   

Viktor! Move!

   

                   

- We can't just let her go!

- We can. Go!

   

                   

- Security, over here!

- Wait. No, hold it.

   

                   

Hold it!

   

                   

- Wha...?

- Oh, bad.

   

                   

- What do you want?

- Give me the document.

   

                   

Bad, bad, bad!

   

                   

- Let me go!

- Just bring her!

   

                   

No! No!

   

                   

- That's...

- Go! Go!

   

                   

And just who might you be?

   

                   

- Once we catch them what do we do?

- I'm working on it.

   

                   

Right turn, right turn.

   

                   

Why don't you just pass me that

document? Then we can all go home.

   

                   

Oh, no.

   

                   

Skidding, skidding, skidding.

   

                   

- Oh, no!

- Holy Lord!

   

                   

- Help!

- No! If she falls, the document falls.

   

                   

Get me next to her.

   

                   

- Thank you.

- No!

   

                   

Got it. Go on.

   

                   

Abigail!

   

                   

Come on. Jump.

   

                   

- We lost them.

- That's all right. This... is what we need.

   

                   

Well done, Gates. Well done.

   

                   

- Are you all right?

- No! Those lunatics...

   

                   

- You're not hurt, are you?

- You are all lunatics!

   

                   

- Are you hungry?

- What?

   

                   

Are you all right?

   

                   

Still a little on edge from being shot at,

but I'll be OK. Thanks for asking.

   

                   

Yeah, well, I'm not all right. Those men

have the Declaration of Independence!

   

                   

- She lost it?

- They don't have it.

   

                   

See? OK?

Now could you please stop shouting?

   

                   

- Give me that!

- You're still shouting. It's starting to annoy.

   

                   

You'd do well, Dr Chase,

to be a bit more civilised in this instance.

   

                   

If this is the real one, what did they get?

   

                   

A souvenir.

   

                   

I thought it'd be a good idea to have

a duplicate. It turned out I was right.

   

                   

I actually had to pay for the souvenir and

the real one, so you owe me $   plus tax.

   

                   

- Genius.

- Who were those men?

   

                   

Just the guys we warned you

were gonna steal the Declaration.

   

                   

And you didn't believe us.

   

                   

We did the only thing we could do

to keep it safe.

   

                   

Verdammt! Give me that!

   

                   

You know something?

You're shouting again.

   

                   

I'm pretty sure she was swearing, too.

   

                   

Well, we probably deserve that.

   

                   

Ladies and gentlemen...

   

                   

Ladies and gentlemen, my name is

Peter Sadusky. I'm the agent in charge.

   

                   

I wanna reassure you,

you are not in danger in any way.

   

                   

If we all cooperate, we'll get through this

with as little frustration as possible.

   

                   

Thank you.

   

                   

Get positive IDs. Search everyone,

including the security staff.

   

                   

If they refuse,

detain them and get warrants.

   

                   

Yes, Agent Hendricks?

You have something?

   

                   

Um...

   

                   

- This isn't a day for "Um..."

- We got a tip several days ago

   

                   

that someone was going to steal

the Declaration of Independence.

   

                   

Do we have a name on the tipster?

   

                   

There was no file opened.

We didn't find the information credible.

   

                   

How about now?

   

                   

There is not a treasure map on the back

of the Declaration of Independence.

   

                   

And there's no chance

anyone can steal this either.

   

                   

I levelled with you     per cent.

Everything I told you was the truth.

   

                   

I want that document, Mr Brown.

   

                   

OK, my name's not Brown.

It's Gates.

   

                   

I levelled with you    per cent.

   

                   

Wait a minute, did you just say "Gates"?

   

                   

Gates?

   

                   

You're that family with the conspiracy

theory about the Founding Fathers?

   

                   

- It's not a conspiracy theory.

- Per se.

   

                   

You know what? I take it back.

You're not liars. You're insane.

   

                   

There's a copy of the Declaration

on display now?

   

                   

- Yes, we decided to...

- Leave it there.

   

                   

The guests know something happened,

but they don't know what.

   

                   

They got him with a Taser at the service

entrance. He doesn't remember a thing.

   

                   

Also, we found bullet casings.

   

                   

Did we get a description

from the other guards?

   

                   

- Which guards?

- The guards that were fired upon.

   

                   

There weren't any other guards

on patrol down here.

   

                   

So...

   

                   

who was shooting,

who were they shooting at,

   

                   

and why weren't they getting along?

   

                   

You can't seriously intend

to run chemical tests

   

                   

on the Declaration of Independence

in the back of a moving van.

   

                   

We have a clean-room environment

all set up.

   

                   

EDS suits, a particulate air filtration

system, the whole shebang.

   

                   

- Really?

- We can't go back there.

   

                   

What? Why not?

   

                   

This is the guy. Dr Herbert said

Dr Chase introduced him as Mr Brown.

   

                   

Not on the guestlist.

   

                   

Now, the gift-store clerk - she said

he seemed... Well, she said "flustered".

   

                   

He tried to walk out with a copy

of the Declaration of Independence

   

                   

without paying.

   

                   

He paid with a Visa.

   

                   

"Charge to Benjamin Gates."

   

                   

A credit-card slip?

   

                   

Dude, we're on the grid.

   

                   

They'll have your records from forever.

They'll have my records from forever.

   

                   

I know. I know. It's only a matter of minutes

before the FBI shows up at my front door.

   

                   

What do we do?

   

                   

- We need those letters.

- What letters?

   

                   

You know, get off the road,

take a right.

   

                   

What letters?

   

                   

You have the original Silence Dogood

letters? Did you steal those, too?

   

                   

We have scans of the originals.

   

                   

- Quiet, please.

- How'd you get scans?

   

                   

Oh, I know the person

who has the originals. Now shush.

   

                   

- Why do you need them?

- She really can't shut her mouth, can she?

   

                   

I'll tell you what, look.

I will let you hold onto this

   

                   

if you'll promise to shut up, please.

   

                   

Thank you.

   

                   

- Ben, you know what you have to do.

- I know what to do.

   

                   

I'm just trying to think

of anything else we could do.

   

                   

Well, not to be a... nudge,

   

                   

but you do realise how many people

we have after us.

   

                   

We probably have

our own satellite by now.

   

                   

It took you all of two seconds to decide

to steal the Declaration of Independence.

   

                   

Yeah, but I didn't think I was gonna

personally have to tell my dad about it.

   

                   

Hey, not cool! Not cool!

   

                   

Let me go!

   

                   

OK. You're let go. Go, shoo.

   

                   

I'm not going. Not without the Declaration.

   

                   

You're not going with the Declaration.

   

                   

Yes, I am. I'm not letting it

out of my sight, so I'm going.

   

                   

Wait. You're not going with us

with the Declaration.

   

                   

- Yes, I am.

- No, you're not.

   

                   

Look, if you wanted to leave me behind,

   

                   

you shouldn't have told me

where you were going.

   

                   

Clear.

   

                   

What the...

   

                   

Now we're getting somewhere.

   

                   

They're digital scans of letters

to the editor of The New England Courant.

   

                   

Written     .

   

                   

They're all from the same person.

"Your humble servant, Silence Dogood."

   

                   

Gentlemen...

   

                   

why is this word capitalised?

   

                   

Because it's important?

   

                   

Because it's a name.

   

                   

OK, I got it.

When Ben Franklin was only    years old

   

                   

he secretly wrote    letters

to his brother's newspaper

   

                   

pretending to be a middle-aged widow

named Silence Dogood.

   

                   

These letters were written

by Benjamin Franklin.

   

                   

Looks OK.

   

                   

- Park a couple of blocks away.

- Well, how long do you think we got?

   

                   

I'm gonna give them a couple of hours

at least. I hope.

   

                   

What do we do about her?

I've got some duct tape in the back.

   

                   

No, that won't be necessary.

She won't be any trouble.

   

                   

- Promise you won't be any trouble.

- I promise.

   

                   

See? She's curious.

   

                   

Here's what I got on Gates. A degree

in American History from Georgetown,

   

                   

a degree in Mechanical Engineering

at MIT,

   

                   

Navy ROTC and Naval Diving

and Salvage Training Centre.

   

                   

What in the world did this guy

want to be when he grew up?

   

                   

We keep our focus on Gates.

   

                   

Run him to ground.

   

                   

Compile a family-and-friends list.

Closest relative first.

   

                   

I want to find out who this guy is.

   

                   

Dad.

   

                   

Where's the party?

   

                   

Well... I'm in a little trouble.

   

                   

- Is she pregnant?

- Well, if she is,

   

                   

are you gonna leave the woman carrying

your grandchild standing out in the cold?

   

                   

I look pregnant?

   

                   

This better not be about

that dumb treasure.

   

                   

Well, have a seat.

Make yourselves comfortable.

   

                   

There's some pizza.

It's still warm, I think.

   

                   

Dad...

   

                   

I need the Silence Dogood letters.

Yeah, it's about the treasure.

   

                   

And he dragged you two

into this nonsense?

   

                   

- Literally.

- I volunteered.

   

                   

Well, unvolunteer,

before you waste your life.

   

                   

- Knock it off, Dad.

- Sure, sure, I know, I'm the family kook.

   

                   

I have a job, a house, health insurance.

   

                   

At least I had your mother, for however

brief a time. At least I had you.

   

                   

What do you have? Him?

   

                   

Look, if you just give us the letters,

we're gone.

   

                   

You disappoint me, Ben.

   

                   

Well, maybe that's the real Gates-family

legacy. Sons who disappoint their fathers.

   

                   

Get out. Take your troubles with you.

   

                   

I found the Charlotte.

   

                   

The Charlotte?

   

                   

- You mean she was a ship?

- Yeah, she was beautiful.

   

                   

It was amazing, Dad.

   

                   

And the treasure?

   

                   

No, no. But we found another clue

that led us here.

   

                   

Yeah, and that'll lead you

to another clue.

   

                   

And that's all you'll ever find,

is another clue. Don't you get it, Ben?

   

                   

I finally figured it out.

   

                   

The legend says that the treasure

was buried to keep it from the British.

   

                   

But what really happened

was the legend was invented,

   

                   

to keep the British occupied

searching for buried treasure.

   

                   

The treasure is a myth.

   

                   

I refuse to believe that.

   

                   

Well, you can believe what you want.

You're a grown person. What am I doing?

   

                   

Do what you want, Ben.

Do what you want.

   

                   

He's probably right. You don't even know

if there is another clue.

   

                   

Well, I can think of a way where we could

find out. And we can find out right now.

   

                   

Looks like animal skin.

   

                   

- How old is it?

- At least     years.

   

                   

- Really? You sure?

- Pretty darn.

   

                   

Now if this thing's in invisible ink,

how do we look at it?

   

                   

Throw it in the oven.

   

                   

- No.

- Uh-uh.

   

                   

Ferrous sulphate inks

can only be brought out with heat.

   

                   

- Yes, but this...

- It's very old.

   

                   

This is very old, and we can't

risk compromising the map.

   

                   

You need a reagent.

   

                   

Dad, it's really late.

Why don't you get some rest?

   

                   

I'm fine.

   

                   

Lemons.

   

                   

- You can't do that.

- But it has to be done.

   

                   

Then someone who is trained to handle

antique documents is gonna do it.

   

                   

OK.

   

                   

OK.

   

                   

Now, if there is a secret message,

   

                   

it'll probably be marked by a symbol

in the upper right-hand corner.

   

                   

That's right.

   

                   

I am so getting fired for this.

   

                   

I told you. You need heat.

   

                   

See?

   

                   

- We need more juice.

- We need more heat.

   

                   

That's not a map.

   

                   

- Is it?

- More clues. What a surprise.

   

                   

Are those latitudes and longitudes?

   

                   

That's why we need

the Silence Dogood letters.

   

                   

- That's the key?

- Yeah. "The key in Silence undetected."

   

                   

Dad, can we have the letters now?

   

                   

Will somebody please explain to me

what these magic numbers are?

   

                   

- It's an Ottendorf cipher.

- That's right.

   

                   

Oh, OK.

   

                   

- What's an Ottendorf cipher?

- They're just codes.

   

                   

Each of these three numbers

corresponds to a word in a key.

   

                   

Usually a random book

or a newspaper article.

   

                   

In this case,

the Silence Dogood letters.

   

                   

So it's like the page number

of the key text,

   

                   

the line on the page,

and the letter in that line.

   

                   

So, Dad, where are the letters?

   

                   

You know, it's just by sheer happenstance

that his grandfather...

   

                   

- Dad.

...even found them.

   

                   

They were in an antique desk

from the press room...

   

                   

- Dad.

...of The New England Courant.

   

                   

- That's a newspaper.

- Dad, where are the letters?

   

                   

I don't have them, son.

   

                   

- What?

- I don't have them.

   

                   

Where are they?

   

                   

I donated them to the Franklin Institute

in Philadelphia.

   

                   

Time to go.

   

                   

I still can't believe it. All this time

no one knew what was on the back.

   

                   

The back of what?

   

                   

No!

   

                   

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- I know.

   

                   

Oh, my God. What have you done?

This is... this is the...

   

                   

- I know!

- This is the Declaration of Independence.

   

                   

Yes. And it's very delicate.

   

                   

You stole it?

   

                   

Dad, I can explain, but I don't have time.

It was necessary. And you saw the cipher.

   

                   

And that will lead to another clue,

and that will lead to another clue!

   

                   

There is no treasure.

I wasted    years of my life.

   

                   

And now you've destroyed yours.

   

                   

And you pulled me into all this.

   

                   

Well, we can't have that.

   

                   

Come in!

   

                   

I'm in here.

   

                   

FBI, right?

   

                   

You gonna untie me?

   

                   

And you have no idea where he's going?

   

                   

- Well, wouldn't I have told you if I did?

- Would you?

   

                   

He tied me to a chair.

   

                   

The garage is empty, but there's a Cadillac

De Ville registered to Patrick Gates.

   

                   

And he stole my car.

   

                   

Don't worry, Mr Gates, we'll find your car.

And your son.

   

                   

Your dad's got a sweet ride.

   

                   

I think we should change clothes.

   

                   

We look kind of conspicuous,

don't you think?

   

                   

I'd love to go shopping, too,

but we have no money.

   

                   

Here, I took this from his house.

   

                   

He usually tucks a few hundred dollars

somewhere between those pages.

   

                   

- Common Sense. How appropriate.

- When are we gonna get there?

   

                   

I'm hungry. This car smells weird.

   

                   

Excuse me.

   

                   

Excuse me. Oops, sorry, sir. Excuse me.

   

                   

That's OK.

   

                   

S-S-A-N-D.

   

                   

OK.

   

                   

You're sure this is right?

   

                   

OK.

   

                   

S-S-A...

   

                   

No, N.

   

                   

- That is an N.

- It doesn't look like an N.

   

                   

You know what? Here. Last one. OK?

   

                   

- One more dollar.

- Thank you.

   

                   

Go get the last four letters.

   

                   

Go get 'em, chief. Come on.

   

                   

OK. "The vision to see the treasured past

   

                   

comes as the timely shadow crosses

in front of the house of pass and..."

   

                   

"Pass and..." what?

   

                   

"Pass and..."

   

                   

What's going on?

   

                   

- I'm not sure.

- What's up?

   

                   

So you show up at your father's door

and say you're in trouble

   

                   

and the first thing he assumes

is I'm pregnant.

   

                   

Is there a question in there?

   

                   

I think there's an interesting story

in there.

   

                   

Well, my father thinks I've been

a little too cavalier in my personal life.

   

                   

- I see.

- Let me ask you something.

   

                   

Have you ever told someone -

not a relative - "I love you"?

   

                   

Yes.

   

                   

More than one someone?

   

                   

Yes.

   

                   

Oh. Well, then my father would say

   

                   

you've been a little too cavalier

in your personal life, too.

   

                   

So you get your sense of absolute certainty

from him, do you?

   

                   

Well, I'm sure I don't know

what you mean.

   

                   

Well, you're certain the treasure is real,

despite what anyone else thinks.

   

                   

No, but I hope it's real.

   

                   

I mean, I've dreamt it's real

since my grandfather told me about it.

   

                   

But I want to hold it.

I feel like I'm so close, I can taste it.

   

                   

But I just... I just want to know it's not just

something in my head or in my heart.

   

                   

People don't really talk that way, you know.

   

                   

I know. But they think that way.

   

                   

Hey.

   

                   

- Did you get it? Riley?

- Oh, I got it.

   

                   

"The vision to see

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