Without Articles

(aka Wikipedia)


 

Tell this to your children: right now, go tell them

When the river is full, fish will walk the earth.

What happened here - light graffitied into being.

Stretch and yawn,

metaphorical, displaced and stumbling

over lungs.

around  ever-confessional remember-mouths,

a purple mass bloomed &  tongue becomes tourniquet,harp-hearted osteotome.

This underside of being.

This is a snake eating snake eating its own tail.

Broseph, you  know this - what wounds enter unopposed.


Have I, hapless, told you of multiple origins?

This same thing inverted - e.g.

what you hear and what inheres.  

What keeps & what deigns be kept--

born continuous & borne besotted.  

Resorted to and breath-stealing beauty.  

You’re  bequest of gestes,

raining darkness into tight magic.

You’re baby teeth loosening,

you're a small dead mouse in the beak of jay.

What comes to me is easy.

Thinking never not magical,

like   barest precipitate,

likening   once,   involute.

Form of forms as hot & dark

& imperfectly distributed.

This  re must be--pooling denseness.

Only blood’s translatable.  

If this could never not be,  n scant comfort.


Make and unmade, even selves cohere.

Some measure--  present at its punniest.  

  password is: Ileteveryonedown

That Thing you know now.

You think secrets are meant to be kept --

but no secret truly belongs to one person.

Dubious this, my sweetest pea.        

Gravid, I mean gravitas.

Swelled newness in you

when we dared not hope.

Allowances have been made.

Hums, loomed & varied, proximal.


  fuck you say

half-roamed and roaming.

Staid & words-a-blinding,

unruly and taken up.

We swoon & are read,

take none such liberty.

With us, darkness, hi r & yon—sea-bound.

  world’s gone silver-pulsed,  stillborn.  

We knew ourselves or we thought we knew.

Something took flight.

We outed ourselves out of ourselves.

Left from the leaves. Divided up.

Your sheltered light, gilt & limned,

Some simply are—O, whisper dark.

We would not unsee.

Flickered & gyred.

We stood beneath plums.

Surely, waylaid, surely casements.

I was caught unawares, flightless.

Your throat brook I’d soak in.  

O many-chambered grief.

O nautilus shell.

As heat burns, smoke blots out the sun.

Eir's Kindness—diaphanous.

Pivot, two-faced, twice this and what laden, lifts.

makes us lighter—clear water.

Lensing, taken measure.

O, what-must-have-been.

Guiding hands O, metamorph.

You were you, pure, strewn light.

Wrack us, but gently.

  The sower knows what is seeded.

O, cenotaph, waken   known thing.  

Forge nomen,   jade-eyed angel.  

Take measure, clear in any storm.

A glass bead   eye.

O, maelstrom, let  re be currents within us.

A swathing, limitless moment.

  soul’s slaked and cauled.

Bound what I know and what I hope.

Gravity’s too simple concept—swelling and briny.

Try pliant, omen.  

Foment our softened hearts.

Vessels & soundless.  

What did  y take you for?

We took you unashamed, we took you naming.

If we were wrong, fire

beckoned.

We were far from the water mirror.

We saw each other.

  mountains below, surfeit of significance.

&  there's no shame in being discursive.

yr killin’ me.

Do I feel it – yes.

 

Ding’s too kindword. & dong 

well, dong’s out too. So, dung,  n.

  sharpest retort persists.

This is   glass shard splintering.  

I did not think you’d come.

Avail yourself. Bide time.

Fickle-footed and childless,

heave me over.

Cliffs,   lake you failed into being.

If this is all I’m allowed  to do.

 there's no takesy-backsies.

This is eternal, and the worst of it.

Steadied and resteadied.

Substrate and condensate.

Some initial perturbationmannered & instinct.

To start to differentiate.


I never had your stamina, dread, or wasted sentiment.

Wikipoesis unfists   line, O, charming boy-girl.   The trick is to watch without staring.

We talked to each other. Took time,took what offered itself, I recall. You, deep-veined. Me, unlettered.

&   storm came in quickly. O, TFW you unlike   brimming fanciful.  

Like, once our bodies knew what we’d become tangles of smoked-glass skin, stretched desire,

& weary, we slept   fever back & dreamt.

You didn’t what you couldn’t & I hated you for it.

&&&

Love   harmonious,   well-tunedOf orchards, of longing  and of poetic spaces.

I suppose chivalry’s dead. Knock knock.Who’s  re. Neologist. Neologist who?

Um… Unvoiced -nesses, -ides, and -ties. What’s a-positional, before and after? It’s putting   income in nincompoop!It’s answer   door well beforeYou understand   things we tell

Each o r in passages between.Has not that I’ve bestowed Call unto me song. Such sweetness

She said, ``I don't do “unto.”Nei tidal nor tidal bore.

Call back what’s been undone.Call back what’s unpresented.

So stay distant. Staying.  

Dare you to leave it   strength to improve.

A change,final change includes no authority.

Oh   unnecessaries of generation—

to harm or compare or associate.

Act so that  re is no use

incenter. Wide action is not

a width.”answer yields up.

  body’s politics more than souls --

I was not awake & I,

I was not unsurprised.

I’d heard   words darked-up

and, like I, exasperated.  

As if you’d been enough.

Fanfic’s always the best fic.

She called me   calm before   awesomeness.  

So I call her, in principle.

It was never my thing — change.

So I dare not, so I’d feign Black Betty,

that pretty poisson, those golden tassels--

O, those pumps and whispers.  Longing, as  y say,

& when we draft we compromise, we invite excess.

Hoping for more yet never not dreaming.

Finding our feet and stepping through rough.

We do what we must and we must never sleep.

Breaking new barriers and searching newgrounds.

Exploring ourselves and   unknowns of life,

Growing and changing as the world chooses.

Out on our own in   unexplored world;

Making so plain just how well we cope.

A newborn created, all concerned relieved;

More reasons to live now than just to brea

In and breath upon moment

  fine hairs on your forearm remember

Enjoy   battling ideals.

        meet me underground

        meet me where   nowhere

becomes a place we understand to be our new home.

my new phone

blocks out   sound. blocks calls from your mo r and mine

mine heart mine letter mine own

tongue rendered rent

due north, due aparted

apartment in house with inglenooks with olive light fixtures

you and I staring into it

Is  re stillgod to claim home

Here

Half-cut, drinking milk under your arm,

counting my sins,

Pleading. And all   while   womb of eternity swells

Waiting to birthbright-star world

Where I becomes   We and eyes begin to see

Beyond this tiny now that aches with   beatings of time

Against   timelessness of all Creation

Like Butterfly being born

Again. . .and again. . .and again. . .

Afresh

I wish for once,   tap
on my shoulder would be enough
to set off   fireworks under my bed.  

Don’t say you wouldn’t do it too

If you had   chance to trace your lips in gold

Skimpy silk baths and rose candles casting light onto your skin

You’re not human anymore

I know you would

I reach deep into   heart of painting,

pull out its guts

ripping canvas and flesh,

always darkness

past whiteness

&&&

Have you not always?

Have you not rope and sail?

What may from wind and wrack?

A lens,   sky,path.

O, bought our dis-ease.

Bringer of salt, every facet caul.  

What likens may yet be our undoing.

What undid   wave fills us with light.  

Tendence calls us back.

Silt lends depth to us.  

What tensing multiplies.  

  orchard reft of fruit.

As surely as the stone cradle was bought.

As surely as the body left unbending.

 n utmost,  n waved, at least one.

At least   body’s salt. At least lichen. At least as souls tend salt-ward.

  The lens-curved moon bends the tide.

What passes lacks me right.

  start you took vexed measures.

Vexed portent and skin.

You and I contain the world.

We bed toward what’s final &

our hearts lit from within.

Allow me  to see fiction.

Our doubting parts doubtless run.

And shadows fill our mouths.

What buds will taste heavy with need.

Be encrusted.

Be the depth from which   darkness comes.

So we must, partly and we,

deep as something unexpected is,

envy consequence. What brooks no rising star.

And what does not salt   wound cannot help but salt   wound.

Heat akin to density, buoyant as words.

Your bodysign.

Palm, wind, & fir.

So   earth parsels us out.

So the wind melted us out.

Did we miss   earth?

From every, this particular, this rest & all for naught.

Burning brands as plenty.

  answer stuns   lake,   possible bare-boned thing.

If sameness  n sameness touched with gold.

Iftome  n   too-broad sea.

Push of the sea.

We matter-stuffed, wedged into time’s mouth.

  dark start of   wave.   heedless substitute.

We are that which travels. That which shallows even love.

You found your way. Found your line.

We could do this.

How simple   spoken,   discrete.

As unconvincing as the extent.

As we’re never not sight, not sleeplessly new.

  the sound of any bird drags twine round our hearts.

None so heedless. None so crystal-still.

O dry stone wall of my heart,

sea-glass and what’s unforeseen.

Etchwell in me.

No great sound.

For have you notriven breeze from death?

Scant summoning gives no words.

What trials, what questions spoke in sleepless tongues.

For or place us.

O, sought-ones, un-show   stars.

  not-quite excess and   most worn.

This is not the way. This is no favor, no place and its undoing.

One maimed bears us dark-ward.

What surface goaded us.

I’ve heard that every infinite’s not   smallest infinite.

Distant as those stone walls.

As that fast ship.

  broken surface of pond

  silvered clouds. Catchless as the world tucked under.

  faint buzz of blood behind   eyes.

A hunger and   ruin,   sea bent to wind.

 n calling,  n stones and lush of silence.

Pearls and what might, or time and your ga ring mind.

To   see pale things.

This too. As unlike a palm.

Yes and what becomes us--thou monument, thou dream.

Hasten   dawn.woven fast.

Dream us lightened in   fragrant woods.

Weave us hopeful.

And if this comfort you,

I will be here when you wake.

  a few moments, heart-cozing and querulous.

Faith, how   shores drown.

  many-hued sorcelled us.

A chorus drowns a shining star.

Holied, holy every lowing mass.

Divvied and hardened, we slip patterns alight.

t sacrificed hibernal nine and nine and nie twenty-seven past-one pastes us goopy this passed-on let this be   lastreading out made and unmade. thou-without-end, thou-within-all made and unmade  alit thing, thought Patterns within patterns. within Within without within without. ameliorate Meliord Lit from within. As pattered pattered from within expressions what zells say cells say. We are alit from within. Alighted alit, could it be  Lit Lie lit  Labile lampblack lit Made right made Dofromher go from her patterns us and be it Who’s   author of what’s to be. Whose   author of us. OWe’d limp on.shuntingtime-shunt When we are not what will be shunts us What pattered us in time belies our way toge r. What tarries in   blood ice floe unflows us made ricks stoppage stops us up pattered us in time what patterns us in time belies us.  blocks bunches lingers Waltz valse valleys If not us  n intolerable heart wall O, if not parts of us if not us,o r us left as two one from anor us-ed us so  sad us three used us’d us were never one whenever one wended trapped looped looped O, from-you-not-you. What plenty spoiled. Plenty, never not spoiled. s   dearest plenty darkened . thing. Aplenty Dearest, division wrought us, said this and this and again. From you from you from yous dividing wrought us division-bound us division wrought us this and this again. Division-wrought   tendrilled O, tendrilled thing How-leapt past-all past all ga ring  all gleaning Once Heartheart Division wrought reaped heart-leapt  us -reft -rept  Divide divided what division wrought what division As warm flesh as fleshed it accrete Defensible animal-warm as sleep is. Lacks filling sodden may sure Tendence we have seen we’ve weave   eyes, jellied, jelly of our eyes.clear brise ichor So lasted, months lax dden deleterious  tender sore sodden lumpla. How laks one   world effaced lax addition lax figure figrign   whole of   lacksource of me, taproot.  Unrenewed. & is  re no excess?  re wasplace, now gone to me. Cribs I am unmoored  replace No How can this be   measure of any o r thing. Not   facile sign and signifier. I cannot be convinced that   This for that until all’s morass. Every reckoning’scruel   amiss of all reckonings.cruel reckoning. This-for-that re’s beenreckoning. This-for-that. reckoning unseen.  re must have beenreckoning. Conserve What law conserves Howequalf share equality barted how is this equal trade Cowed from that which what torn-from given  and wanting lasted fasted thrift heft past pass last carved krav stay-til vessel-charmed worthwhile while while wailing death-wail  away  dearth  dearth,  re is so much we have so much tow so lan are so and tendance wrought  Surfeit surety Hindrance hundred heavy flame nominal cognomen undulate wondrous us . ache sodden dark cried you sodden you darkling   dark to you. ling night rto earthward sodden from what-is-not,fine net.Dearest, we’re well strangling thisembraceholding gobbling ga ring  ga ringSo we are as dangerous tendous & we, struggling, struggling & we, Parts caught and cozened Turned away turned grave-wellnet to catch   flimsiest of fish.  Time from what-is-not  We, pendulous perilous What pales us pendulous.    weighs ways on us saying What gyre gravid what gravid. pendulous and pale, we are grave to gravid. . O, paled, we-are caught As -clined as grave from gravid. Bent ing  O pendulous. As grave from gravid yields . Time nothing O, paled we-are. Caught grav-thing. Tienet timenet  Seconds   seconds of all things Warded am Warp imagine award Is Beginnings curve around us O chEach and everything curve. Every motion curves Parabolic Cline All things tend to  re incidence is all things Say Seeing as   eye-limit As tender-inclination inclined nce cleft tendence  at O tendence monstrance  O stung- strung buoy Where it what absences abscess abscess obsess sussed Was it this,   gravest of things? Are we   gravest of all things? Gravest-thing, what grave-thing tended you coded what drawn-out What bent you hence dispersion Disperse What drawn-out route grave-thing bent you hence? tended you to us? wWhat drift bent you hence? What a grave-thing. What matter drawn out what drift Matter drawn Incertain uncertain ensify out What information  What self-drawn drawn out communion bumble clad what phebus drawn-out piece of drift have you news noose new casting cost corrugated facet drawn drawn things drawn from   breast reaches unsung reaches up from who knows and indiscrete but ina routing route untrammeled unstopped unstepped stepless indiscrete indiscreet you’ll be as drawn from   deep caught surface face such tenderness I’ve known such tenderness as I’ve known launch love’s armless harmless Linking stretching point out   path. thou shone-thing shone-thine thing from OooO, shone  shone breath of us shines us met set breth  out of ourselves. Growing to meet us cannot help but terrify us . The calm depth stays with me,  back to ourselves.  the shoreway shone shone back. Shines us back. Upshining. awash with light, gives tides us back to ourselves awash with light, back us back leaves lifts uplifts   heaviest stone borne bids one Birds one sides bides dies dies bids one buidesGeguneye fills folds itself in any eye exercise to  rest uplifts woke wakes as laden as woke with fold pleased pleased to wokefield nowwoman rose, grave heavy gravid with fecund  Rose to meet us roselit wholeness rise Lit from within wait lit us Set to where   out-shining   womb ward lit wombward outpoured as case of outpoured as wholeness is torn as only one can. baffles shined depth   signed some-part of life. shone shown out-flented as brilliant crowded house hose set showed saw as once seen against seeded as thy thidea clouds tors torn teared seeded  as doves as canes as up-given as words. given-unto as surfs pounding womb-ward what’s   agency of light what   power of light to move us womb-ward. pressed under hearted what verbs to time pulsed-time machine pressing s   other way – womb-ward. heart pressed back as night turned   seal-eye forgive me I speak of speech  tossed as upon  sown with light. and now’s not far as   child in you underhearted lumen-seep deep lumens-deep   way   cove Lumen-light lumen        illuminae now And if not beacon if not beacona bank sof low clouds if not beacon buoy and if not buoy bank of low light, shown from now tends   cove beacon if not as beacon shadow-caught As   eye-spot catches, caught on   shadow, Now as retinas do as   eye-spot of heaven.  breadth-of, O,   not one.   breath of   sea          cliffs were as   breath of     eyes curious as   eyes of seal When you fell I startedRe tend stAs Tendered tHow   once-He       Faceto face facing   who   once was Come to naught come to nowWhat  well for once, but undone as been as washed over   face of itHow   tides as tender as tide tide-boundWhat we Doved Cove & murmuring slow tears.  tending tend to murmuring to low tendency tender, in   banks of what cannot be  tendance murmured spell-dark and murmured as ache is murmured steps are murmured mae wonderful in sight of   year in sight of   end   promontory, made murmur as as long as tender is, as cometonaught. a frame regimented set with sails beveled framed out in keeled by we know not who we speed and direction spnt oriented facing vectored as tender as spent on   banks of what longing we spent on   banks of what want gaze golden ache spirited on the banks of what love. spent keeling on the bank of what riverbank of what love. we kneeled, prayers as golden chunked to as voices like gelled-voice as tender is, as air to breath to pulse to mind. covers vee of geese as lakes to come coved -to-naught tendon tender we felled like felled like as drift hours like drifted felled and -logged spent roving drift we stitched wove hours we rove   shores. as eventide, even as come-to-naught, shade on my souled solid sorted sort as cowled called lumis lumen loom to lumen-hollowed hours asas as come-to-naught like  tolling bells. like bells tolling hours Low tasings sweet, low rumblings viscera coral dins dinner wormed worming worm-bit din double puer pleura plural one-not-one manifold reckon reckon bounty what bounty wand wash cost. doubtful doubtful plural.  more than one. once heart-walls this doubtful, ear n doubtful path this doubtful ever-more / more-than-one presses excess and  ours when more than ever excess   future’s more than ever   once-over done and gone. When once -Even now, Even   once-Once I, doubtful, went unto Even   future's cellular cell-storyEven   when doubt started. Even when doubtful stars torrent the cove that sheltered us. Band of sun ribbon cloud curve     din of it   cove din din-sense what sense   dino r din din-sense of   o r.   cove that curved us to it.   din-shattering self. din cove-dont din  Coved silenced wandered Cove haven Dis-placed, we’re only so -heartened Eschew Displaced but only so. Displaced and how.  Displaced in every way wave Seaward water water what’s it about   sea   sea thalatta Bobbing in Dis-placed, -membered   measure of  Buant in   knowledge what am I asking. Buoyant dint of Shall we have been           washed, anointed by whatever churn within us.   barest cover of the what will we know and how If we’ll have been absolved  n all has been absolved—in whatever churn  with whatever churn we swim in we with whatever churns around us. If we’re absolved I’d know our sins. Ablution absolve To be washed to be effaced Sent packing sent washed heart walls anger potential mostly  re One no longer linger here and elsewhere & what I saidwedge,split, too We as mute as dumb-showbarely Me as us as We knew and we thought phosphor thought moonglow. did not know. How What’s known comes through   body. Furrow length of wavesceratn length known Wave Function of depth how do I connect with   all-roaring how Saw, saw, sawTossed youward. What pulls you-ward tugged me-ward Pulled you-ward took and took Long been havenhaven air salt-air on   tongue, all's tentative     this takes me out of   house   is this good thing for me,writer, took amber-lidded and body known dull crown Thus  thought, whelmed waved to I'm so was I was with you but not with you. phosphor, thought, moonglow—  present unpresent to the self undone nodal node of what manifests   switch to   body flecked thought churn and spray. through waters churn water like powder broke on   rocks and becoming olds   habit   furrows through  uggs uggs    breaking water shattered. On   rocks. said stood. tidal ebb and flow and thought   end of us.But thought beginnings too. and the end of me. the ebb and flow through of mine what me and and not my ebb and flow of it. through the    ebb and churn of it. and when churn and where the end was ending hoped ending heart in   forestheart where were   tears  n  thought phosphor. From   cliff I saw all   end ending. I thought, phosphor— On   cliff I thought moonglow. Ebb and flow where we’d ebb of wave moonglow.   ebb and flow of , is this   end ending  moonglow.  res being not of me that  and flow, Of   moonglow. swell of waves. moon wave-swell. swell of waves  light    not     sea fire reflecting moon tighteni. Tightening shatter-love. Shard chard wrung ourselves from wax depth I’d swallow churns   depth  resa soreness   body lies ba   spine phosphorescent as   moon   chatter-love. g   dearest, you are and you are not and for what it’s worth I’m chattering lire wave fire white fire this is certainly not about life growing liminal space you lungs   tremble n   chest nothing must change. Not   tree, not   shiver I was gone and II as  not gone is,  n   all-encompassing syntax   dies been cast unsuspected   moonglow on   aves How of   self maintained nits on   sea roar of   not-sef.   low roar of   not-self.   sea roar of   not-self. Oar of   dissolution  of  self is   low roar of   not self.   sea   flash of     most of   selv   dissolution   Of selves, write   one done. Write to myself. What part of you,   messageOf all in all containThose waiting What to come to com That all should Of any and all I submit borne any and all surface our Furtive, Dearest,furtive dearest, our lips Deas light breaks us, our lips divide   world. . mouth ourselves out of ourselves. as as let lips as our lips parting our lips split   light Dearest, now Stay To remain our lips split lipped liptongued as   taste  ir want defies our want taste sight want   want knborne bear things that would not be borne, sighted clear for now and always. suspend pend bear bearing one as all things would be borne. as want and wants urging cmes for all took-thing for want of only trees want of want’s want and wants craving thy miss   trees for want of  ir eyes what’s nearly to almost was is and ever will be. burst frucht  ir wanting scales we’ve oars enough, and knots. trace   scale that found us wanting.  Scales & Trace   sea that spurned us trace makes us prey   scales trace whenever spurned once trace whatever once is enough speak shadows to fullness,  tend foam   coast trace   underside of line whatever new came to fruitti online to finish line   line   sea with tears. Pulse   edge pulse   whatever salt fills us to   edge Enough We’ve oars enough, and knots. Let us turn Ano r salt-pulsed, seaward.sea-measure every pulse measure of   sea  se.   Those o r Salt and   sea from as o rs pulse salt salt of o r anAs seas to those who pulsed as sea to pulse, as pea to that which pulses salt as salt Water   pulse of sea sea-pulse tide & Pulsed Dearest, linger.  We’ve seen what oar,knot, what edges   world -of-us & where we end  as pulse is just divert embraces us. edge of us. — so linger        ing  you spoke   Shade Knot yourself to us as we would have you .knotted-up with shadows  spoke shadows full. ness. full.Naught  O shadow flesh ness.    took veiled shadow to flesh shadow to flesh felled voluptuous voluminous lined to fullness filed amended conceptual filamented. connected stretched filament filled out all to double ness. lined shadowed edged out to fullness doubled   blank of all things. pulsed double yet put scant shadowed   stuff leaf with imbued edged ever flax fibers push cattails to   air, cattail fluff   sk kiss cattail fluff stuff out flung spilt out slipped to pulsed each and every wordoars hymn. we wrung ourselves out of ourselves—What pulsed you are nigh nigh to us. O, had we known what pulsed you here, O almost tasted What pulsed you here O, known and brought you nigh close What’s taken place and have you bro rs ere you many do your hearts beat as one. Pulse-bob pulse pulse echo sounded found for you, took measure taut  & your   touted reached echo for you poured pulsed lined edges palped pulsed palsied pulsed heard hymn palped felt   tensed taut tensed porous porosity tensed   hymned edge hemmed it all  hymned edged all line-edged slip   line-edged this and what escapes. broken lines stunted our breath Edge membranous simpledit was not easier than limned cloud and candle-flame. character all with sense candle-flame tended limned heart and flame every flame limned cloud and word candle flame with made missives of our hands missives of our limned made missives of our heil  nce lingered over dulled made missives of our eyes and throat. carved misses from looks cold missives fashioned missives from though missive-dark missive poured every face into you many limbed pulsed missives of every sort missives of all forms. flame-limned white porcelain ceramic bone missives we vessels of flame-limned vessels what lingers blinds shoal   hold  at held   past beyonded what current washes over us.What lingers. freighted what veil hangs between us lingered, swallowing tears. De-vesseled Dearest, in my mind she is not alone What current washes you Are you alone? or are  you bound to us as you are. limned all with sense we, ember-lidded and dull—you shone-through, limned us linger vessels and laden with that to what currents laden with umber Linger.  umber vesseled and full-throated we came lingered among you   wan leaves left leavened  current enraptured thus, full-throated I am full to bursting solaced from filled with you filled to bursting flame-limned took solaced solaced all ember-lidded   sky, ember-lidded,   lake rim osrs what are clouds where you are rare clouds, what precipitate. dearest,   mulls fear, light-blind  so answer us—what host of you how many are re ano r mull ids limned-over eyes, candle-flame. candle-flame, how many, wan damps ideal disembodied disemb limned polished glass  candle flame limns   eye. faced fan polished glass damp and listless or ember-lidded how many pairs of eyes how many multitude how many of shards  your polished eyes shard and are  re o rs are you alone chocked full of  where are   o r and are  re more o rers polished bit of glass for eyes are  re o rs what calls  for what name amen what amen polished stone polished bits of wax, are  re o rs  remote missive knowing back of   eyes, rote ends of rote ends of song, lineaments. candle-flame, gave what poisoned username. gazed opened bent bended and bent to us we were  stayed bastion enraptured told thused rote &stony-limbed. missives dismantled & full Made full with tears. made full by hymnal limned limned hymned rough rough ache of matrixed farrow choke-stone,  tightens limned missed limned wound wisped whispers rough missives stony-limbed.   one whispers tied noted to birds, carve fingered thin over long, missive took queried of lingered rote missive one wrote rote dridded   barest bare sparse sparse  we & once filled to drink d stood fantod hand madewell, full watched crow-  wan damp stain flame on   back of   eye. led back of   eye. all that haloed ache & falls thrown listless to   air thrown bound wholeness reversed hence and whence coronal flame-stayed scarred retina of aching breast might mou d candle-flame shifting changing varied   sound sounds crows   we poured candle-flame halo retinal blob d us sound out still what could have been For you and for what’s left behind.  Poured out. Poor For you & for what’s left what could have been choke stone afterimage flame-shadowed, shadowed flame of you, candle-flame and echo of candle's flame. ember-lidded, eyed & you, blue echo of candle's flame, purple echo of candle-flame lidded and dull ember-lidded. bide For you & what you  You choke-stone of what could have been, you flint-souled jagged us raw, and you wrung from ourselves. found, we were wrung from ourselvesyou found us we were wrung out of ourselves. you found us unprepared. Wring wrung out we were caught unawares we were unprepared breath possible thus. you found us unprepared—led whispering sketch ing we j. we were unprepared. cried vibration spoke softly wung wrung fly wing flown what breathing does soft what soft breath passed possible bled led blunt softed potentiality fire that woke your Pass allow Fire and what have you consumed. Ten thousand years, smoke of all I love. everything if you would but   smoke of ten-thousand years. I would burn ten-thousand years-How offers time – burnt Ten thousand years. Counteless Water, fire, what element have you what have you elental. Flint Worn as you are, As You’re our Pace Spate Earth-fire Salt and fire. never not be borne upFire We'd deserved Deserved Collapse Forced forced Resolve to Pured What amber Placate plication Enfold Lest We’re Stuck us-ness. Prickle Past gently or not at all lint-souled, choke-stone crystalline, what forces bound you  nce. What heat solved caught me up, stone caught up stuck in my throat . I am born in the dissolution of    everything we could say crystalline quartzite in our hands.  you came suspended sustained I cannot what we could not as she said you &    re you were here are your retrograde jagged quartz jagged   lines of our hands, scored-dragged dragged proofs  we scored dragged lines into our hands what, membranous, delays, what we'd scored our spark innumerable rough roughed do done do tufted prepremade plan planned curry favor sight unseen.  what delays  what membranous, slows thy step. delays? Slows tempts  e? What longs tempts. sound. Our here  what sparked what clumped what envenoped see what shaped egg tooth take this pillar of flame What lately have thou lately been.  Have you now have you lately been pressed pushed in into-  joined join Were you yet loved? Candle-flame press forward   crowd edge-of-  void. You were, as much as we could bear.  As much as we could bear. & were you here, yet . voidWe yessed What void-gift gift and more gifted given gifted-one. Thou O, void-kept Thou, thousand-faced child. ness spite spite spite-heavy wring wrung wrung rung thou—doubled-one edge-of-all-things, doubled-one we are borne unto bear us forar bear us ight harry us born We gave much and  n more. This too. We gave much &  n more.show that what makes  word break how bokeHow is that founded Condrial condon has been of all my mito-  c ondrial born-to-me gnomon calls. Seek plum harry caray . Come to   edge edge me sedge scuttle-close born to meKeepest dobling born born  . void-rendering torn tear O void tendering rendering thou void-thou tendered thou   we had.  fleet you would not do not despair voided OR void- we arced every        looked bear up bear up borne unto burned freighted bore bowed bowed arced beard to bear bore   what do we give, what haven’t we done ablutions O causal cauterized soured blighted bli ly went. went sour what thisTook whatever came our way, praised it turned it over Restless, Bided & restless, we praised whatever came our way—no more. marked eternal forever’s fleetest even pain,   only. Eternal thing. hoped being shapeless however indistinct For this,      wai,  dazed, took what pooled around us.  given, though pooled lurched lurching   Bit clenched   hand and Defied every thing. We tied ribbons Though we tied hurling Stillness, yourbir d Bi d Fit to be tied Notness knotness tied made fleshed darkling, you your voice, why revenant brexit biased bruised kissed and broken. Darkling, mottled scuttles. Dearth dearest full circle. harbinger,darkling,pool  Is Pooling pooling, expansive Pool, expansive heretofore. ing in my ear an expansive    dark pool of your voice.  Your voice, pooling .  part current pools Out voices tied knots   time our voices stitched.   Dearest, Woundpath, would  path’s less clear   path lad cler, thorn and gauze. Interminable   swifting  Cool   pool green Diaphanous. Harkening Harkening Tried and again, retired.   knots bough our voices stitched knots too   bearing bough your voice stitched in me.  meant ded what thoughts cannot meded comes to us unmanned torn tear comes to this unmended stitch voice-stitch voice stitch fraught heavy   What’s possible Sawn sawn so  n,   diaphanous gauzy and smooth. Smooth progress so   deepening pond,   spring thaw.   rsh of river tidal rish rise Brise breeze brush aside Unsullied Dearest,moment. aside. All-in-all. Muddied -all. beyonder , breast-beating   lunged Boasted bested beyond all things. Pulmon Ripened. brined-over shore, deft tufted Stay true. once and twice lodestone,    brine-star what celestial, sunk toward   sea dimmed sunken dammed-up bulwark   harried  for  thousand-year, under arrests   breath   sap        pause husked molted  molting    molt-of mine.   leaving molt remnant night-soil calling out part leaving mantled and dismantled spake thy moistened lip. curdled milk skin endings numerous moldy sallow flap of skin  tallow sallow choice fickle bunged up fickle plunge furrow fickle alpenglow elemental webbed filament thorough sawn sawed over under fawn dappled filament tough thorough &  n some. systole.   peach, overripe.   overripe too ripe stem too   fleshy overripe   swerater breast grimace pucker gripe fat word flabby words too-much overripe encumbering sawn   hewn cumbered encumbering. unnumbered. Encumbering. dawnings past echo-voice to voice spit have downings un numerable.an echo   aching hands. Voices like dawning unnumbered. Unbeknownst  bloodbent voicesong furrows furrowed furrows, until til and smoky sky. make it deep. signify—make it bitter almond, Saw   sun startled into being. Sorne seen watchTaken up Dearest, we swoon & are bread Read, we swoon & are to be Read, we take none such liberty Dearest,  with us. to darkness. thi r hi r & yon. sea-bound. Blown to be padarkness.  blankness stilled and held—remain beholden.   world’s as st bliver      parsed   sky & worded and reworded it. All douse past, We do not end here. This cannot be   ended. Your pulsed   stillborn word.  Dearest, we knew ourselves  in or, we thought we knew. Something has taken flight. But we cannot be itus. so we outed ourselves. out of ourselves. parsed out of ourselves.  so too   stillborn word. of onced wondered underside of grief,        b   .  Systoles.  O, grief, you pulsing.  there is nothing that is not pulsing. Hearted, Pulsed, we  O, pulse.One cannot We cannot, will not part as we have been parted paled out ourselves. parted as seas, left from leaves.   left from leaves as parted simplest.  Leaves,   sky parted. As left from leaves. heart to hands, to bread parceled and shred, loaves left leaves as leaves ll’s  As Parted like bread.   in-kind. Unkindness  kinned  From one, unkind. From you ano r Out of you nor Your unseen sheltered light out of Like bread, passed gilt what's simplest—you you guided our gilding, ourslimned-over,voiced gilt to voicing OursA fair apportioned Smoothing over Simply are Some are. jointed up divided yed into out parted jointed took up like bread. Palmed over handed over or one is different parsed palmed parceled where's   thrush of ever in your chest. in every chest. still & stilled threshing threshold open door its whisper dark its portend Could  y   O, whisper dark unsee it’s whisper-dark  could  y   whispering dark. whisper touch light as dark whisper touch   quake whisper   flicker-song whisper  What would  y not unsee.  A Flickering   fluttering heart would not unsee. Heart flutter flicker Was it? It was.flutter we would not unsee.flicker,   flutter Flicker song loss mica Would  y fathom Have to wait Gyre. Circumlocution would  y understand we stood beneath blinkered plums. Surely Staid Waylaid Divagation divers Casements. What part of you fell away, what part  quietexhaledWhat part of me expired. died.passing-through, aimless as bird-song.  Only the whole of you.I was caught unawares. Mislaid Flightless I was Excuses, Your brook Throat I’d I have not spoken of trees of that tree we lay beneath. We were happy  n. We were boundless— we were breathless. Dearest, only you Only   whole of you and all of you—only  , bodywhat have you made  re, warp and weft of you writ-one speak of tell   future writ beneath which of tree density though thou you and youwe andonce,n after one to one r. extenuating   circumstances. was  remoment.  re wasmomentpassing. Only through you and yours is this sign  reno dowsing Only you in your entirety. through  O many-chambered grief. Grieved. O grief, O nautilus shell, of Go, go and go to the seashore, take up a handful of sand pools at your feet, O many chambered grief.  There is always another room how many rooms does grief hold /Nautilus shell teeth though  thou one, grit-yarned wove rove heart roven riven heart heart riven to ground-down heart chambered O many chambered grief. How is  re ano r only through you and yours that what tears That what tone, All that torn as one tends   one as heat and burns altar smoke blots out   sun. Burnt offering both call and block out   sun. As sure as Pends pendant weighs, Pendulous one is not. smoke —to be sure.But ei r’s  is terrible kindness. For knowing unkindness What terrible kindness to knowAn arch is always falling but for this. Terrible kindness to know, to collapse. When will we know - As Hallowed Between terrible and kindness. Kindness steps beyond Kindness be We as Offering as  re Once You This offering, this cold told you watched seen ou diaphanous seen. Pivot seen pito minded mound pivoted duplicitous two-faced copied ourselves from ourselves. Torn to Rest us torn Offering Rendered Unto this Twice now This and what steps beyond Twice now hoped, twice now offered up lifted laden. Heavy with laden, secret cowled Twice now, calling out, , we  ce now burnt teared up, Once Offerings offer plumb  Drowning Easier way Heat We walked   mica-flecked path, of all things flecked,   mica-flecked path, heat and  apportioned smade secret colwed. secret-heavy cows ton and unmade , have you no words. Enough of all things, even lack .  Wracked Apportion We took and take nothing dowsing You. What goods dowser at sea. cannot dowse the sea. Dowse   sea Nothing dowses. Dowsing’s good as nothing O, form and form’s coursing, drowning makes us lighter in and through offering. Wahat clear water depthless, terrible, wrack us, but gently. Drowned as what is not a gift that one breathes it. thisdowsing, thiswater all   way dowsing’s as old as anything. drawing dowsing swum Toodowser, too soul, wracked into being. drowning through , alight lensed and measured. the red to ano r light taken measure what-must-have-been.light upon what forms out what form’s incline  re must’ve been Look, read, with -clad, strewing lip of   clear water. Penitent agency What forms course through us, light strewn. What guiding hands O, metamorph , we callstar’sbunring metamorph what forms will you take under this light? What form light strew courses in you what form course in you think back – to what was when you were not thinking back before love, evn, before what voices? What were you, pure, strewn light. Torn O false light, wrack us, but gently.   sower knows   furrow, ikesyay. Sown-thing. What seeded, Cenotaph grows What grows here, sower. What sower Assumes Power. You are no known-thing owned sowed Out of all possible now What stirs. What tears across   sky. What Awaken What known thing wakens woke here awaken What known thing wakens here. What breath. links forge here? Nomen nomen Whose sight crowds out brain whose lens  What jade-eyed I mean no offense. What angle? What begins? Forskellige for skelly o’s/whose  the red her who's connectedWho has insight Future peeps  Take position from you, take measure. O wreckers Let this be kindness. swelled to the brink.   future swelled us to   brink And you  lensed Fresnel-lensed, clear in any storm  against all storms. Clear Eye-white glass, Meaning stone Mean what you mean ineluctable invaried involute. Inviolable stones mote,glass bead in   eye eye-shape scale eye wh eye-white and cave-word damp earth what grows in   damp earth eye white Any port in storm   drowning man grabs at anything What concerns us concerns us Grab you livestrong fromstream mote speck of dust What are you to o rs  O death-mark, , to o rs. —  The future exists in us, always done-in, time-swelled,  re-not- re. , tossed around us.        Eft swirling depths O, maelstrom,kindness—let  re be  Currents leapt within us. What leapt within us, currents for if this child,swath,field of kindness. For if this childbrnachinling limitless can we find our way back to this moment. currents caught swells caught Between now and everything else. spirited away. blind currents what currents drift us spirited away.  re-not- re. and re. Drifted   underside of loss   underside requires pivot tLoosened from   world   ties that bound us ever so slightly Ours and ours alone.  made and unmade selves—

All

When  y came i sat naked on the Lear sofa with a tall glass of vodka.   children were in   bathroom or   kitchen. Afterwards I smoked a cigarette on the balcony. I was free

Though even  re everything around me had vanished;

a cement floor, paint-flecked walls and ceiling,

tiny scraps of paper

then conflate nothing solid -1Never ending deferral – what’s at stake – what indeed.

You’re likely irked. I get it. Metaphor bae and all that. bae. Unending putting off deferral. By now, you’re likely irked. You may be irked.You're likely irked. One, unending I know – show-don’t-tell, but speech is bae. What I’m showing is unknown to me. Reader, I know. Insight is bae, but I’ve got none. Some unaltered source. Original is bae.  Insight is bae. Images are bae. What insight sets this right? What origin is sufficient?  there is no knowing that would set this right.    low sunTwixt-ways.    source is Cuz explanation underwhelms. Precludes effaces Real talk—Here's a thing. Explanation underwhelms. That’s just Here’s   long and short of it. Motivation

Explanation underwhelms. What motivates  source is never whelming underwhelms

  low light of winter through the window,   low light of– what motivates underwhelms. – pale winter light. Underwhelms

 there can be no respite.   The sun, low in the sky, shines on the kitchen table. low-sun enough of this – winter light This hand, this wrung out face

This handow window winging wringing   this holding salt Orpheus lot gets     demands isperse disowns  belies bellows As source and recompense   imageless reader, one setsheart before  one/ce  begets   whence from bereft begets pends begets all sense but one.   wenche maigns & what I said I said & did maligns—   source begets whence it issues. begets its whence as both ways past and future us.  Forewent.

& when I said and did,   one was a  dark path, reader,     full extent of our undoing. gone  and we're done. Well,  we're unmoored.  

What am I but those things I said I said & did—

Do I not? Unbeen. Notted. Unbedone

 m’s two-faced.well, we’ll n  I’s unmoored  

all disjoint  undone skint. unhinged. Come skinted out. Scanned. Disjoint dis  undid plastered pasted made past pasteurized #simple based debased.

unhinged. Unhinged. But unmoored. consequently demoore two-faced.  Denuded Me when I was not. What I was when I was not yet.  Stood in for me while I was in   past. So-called cuz when's what-function. Time's Thing in space. distance. Spark or   small ring of my drink on   table. well, we’ll scant have stood for much.  spills out covers so-covered for   way   Like, literally—like,   so- like,   so. Feckless Thought-less in its So,

literally is bae   lestness done-ness       greeted run both ways     best poem ever or best. poem. ever.

Cuz, what I’ve said & did’s two-faced. what those things you said you’ll love so much

What’s been and been and been. Reader, couldn’t not’ve & were, but both ways. Forward and backward.glance moves what was an.fig’s as good as God. been anything else. too unto you sign signs move both ways what signifies moves backward always both ways secrets flow both ways holddie in your hand and you know what I’m talking about. It could not be anything but. Glancing thi r and yon. When I say I UnWork both ways read decode   past hacked   events Too seeded Thrice Reader, this is just to say,  overdetermined covered ofsted works both ways cuts janus-faced spills out Undone won singled out signed out

Want on   one you figs and  Thrice-cursed blessed,  and   or. Blessed   o r case you in case   what  significant   ths is   break this si   rethinking sized up

Tundered tindered tossed to and fro   consequences remain TBD. Cuz reader,

no regerts    one you knows and   one you

janus-glanced Cuz that’s that that   consequences TBD though what consequences  

Though the consequence is TBD. our motions, fit and wanton rot rot what grows i'll be   right time for small change. That’s that thatborne any and all surface our Furtive, Dearest,furtive dearest, our lips Deas light breaks us, our lips divide   world. . mouth ourselves out of ourselves.   as as let lips as our lips parting our lips split   light Dearest, now Stay To remain our lips split lipped liptongued as   taste  ir want defies our want taste sight want   want knborne bear things that would not be borne, sighted clear for now and always. suspend pend bear bearing one as all things would be borne. as want and wants urging cmes for all took-thing for want of only trees want of want’s want and wants craving thy miss   trees for want of  ir eyes what’s nearly to almost was is and ever will be. burst frucht  ir wanting scales

we’ve oars enough, and knots. trace   scale that found us wanting.  Scales & Trace   sea that spurned us trace makes us prey   scales trace whenever spurned once trace whatever once is enough speak shadows to fullness,  tend foam   coast trace   underside of line whatever new came to fruitti online to finish line   line   sea with tears. Pulse   edge pulse   whatever salt fills us to   edge Enough We’ve oars enough, and knots. Let us turno r salt-pulsed, seaward.sea-measure every pulse measure of   sea  se.   Those o r Salt and   sea from as o rs pulse salt salt of o r anAs seas to those who pulled          as see to pulse, as pea to that which pulses salt as salt Water   pulse of sea sea-pulse tide &

Pulsed Dearest, linger.  We’ve seen what oar,knot, what edges   world -of-us & where we end  as pulse is just divert embraces us. edge of us. — so lingering  you spoke   Shade Knot yourself to us as we would have you .knotted-up with shadows  spoke shadows full. ness. full.Naught  O shadow flesh ness.    took veiled shadow to flesh shadow to flesh felled voluptuous voluminous lined to fullness filed amended conceptual filamented. connected stretched filament filled out all to double ness. lined shadowed edged out to fullness doubled   blank of all things. pulsed double yet put scant shadowed   stuff leaf with imbued edged ever flax fibers push cattails to   air, cattail fluff   sk kiss cattail fluff stuff out flung spilt out slipped to pulsed each and every wordoars hymn. we wrung ourselves out of ourselves—What pulsed you are nigh nigh to us. O, had we known what pulsed you here, O almost tasted What pulsed you here O, known and brought you nigh close What’s taken place and have you bro rs ere you many do your hearts beat as one. Pulse-bob pulse pulse echo sounded found for you, took measure taut  & your   touted reached echo for you poured pulsed lined edges palped pulsed palsied pulsed heard hymn palped felt   tensed taut tensed porous porosity tensed   hymned edge hemmed it all  hymned edged all line-edged slip   line-edged this and what escapes. broken lines stunted our breath Edge membranous simpledit was not easier than limned cloud and candle-flame. character all with sense candle-flame tended limned heart and flame every flame limned cloud and word candle flame with made missives of our hands missives of our limned made missives of our heil  nce lingered over dulled made missives of our eyes and throat. carved misses from looks cold missives fashioned missives from though missive-dark missive poured every face into you many limbed pulsed missives of every sort missives of all forms. flame-limned white porcelain ceramic bone missives we vessels of flame-limned vessels what lingers blinds shoal   hold  at held   past beyonded what current washes over us.What lingers. freighted what veil hangs between us lingered, swallowing tears. De-vesseled Dearest, in my mind she is not alone What current washes you Are you alone? or are  you bound to us as you are. limned all with sense we, ember-lidded and dull—you shone-through, limned us linger vessels and laden with that to what currents laden with umber Linger.  umber vesseled and full-throated we came lingered among you   wan leaves left leavened  current enraptured thus, full-throated I am full to bursting solaced from filled with you filled to bursting flame-limned took solaced solaced all ember-lidded   sky, ember-lidded,   lake rim osrs what are clouds where you are rare clouds, what precipitate. dearest,   mulls fear, light-blind  so answer us—what host of you how many are re ano r mull ids limned-over eyes, candle-flame. candle-flame, how many, wan damps ideal disembodied disemb limned polished glass  candle flame limns   eye. faced fan polished glass damp and listless or ember-lidded how many pairs of eyes how many multitude how many of shards  your polished eyes shard and are  re o rs are you alone chocked full of  where are   o r and are  re more o rers polished bit of glass for eyes are  re o rs what calls  for what name amen what amen polished stone polished bits of wax, are  re o rs  remote missive knowing back of   eyes, rote ends of rote ends of song, lineaments. candle-flame, gave what poisoned username. gazed opened bent bended and bent to us we were  stayed bastion enraptured told thused rote &stony-limbed. missives dismantled & full Made full with tears. made full by hymnal limned limned hymned rough rough ache of matrixed farrow choke-stone,  tightens limned missed limned wound wisped whispers rough missives stony-limbed.   one whispers tied noted to birds, carve fingered thin over long, missive took queried of lingered rote missive one wrote rote dridded   barest bare sparse sparse  we & once filled to drink d stood fantod hand madewell, full watched crow-  wan damp stain flame on   back of   eye. led back of   eye. all that haloed ache & falls thrown listless to   air thrown bound wholeness reversed hence and whence coronal flame-stayed scarred retina of aching breast might mou d candle-flame shifting changing varied   sound sounds crows   we poured candle-flame halo retinal blob d us sound out still what could have been For you and for what’s left behind.  Poured out. Poor For you & for what’s left what could have been choke stone afterimage flame-shadowed, shadowed flame of you, candle-flame and echo of candle's flame. ember-lidded, eyed & you, blue echo of candle's flame, purple echo of candle-flame lidded and dull ember-lidded. bide For you & what you  You choke-stone of what could have been, you flint-souled jagged us raw, and you wrung from ourselves. found, we were wrung from ourselvesyou found us we were wrung out of ourselves. you found us unprepared. Wring wrung out we were caught unawares we were unprepared breath possible thus. you found us unprepared—led whispering sketch ing we j. we were unprepared. cried vibration spoke softly wung wrung fly wing flown what breathing does soft what soft breath passed possible bled led blunt softed potentiality fire that woke your Pass allow Fire and what have you consumed. Ten thousand years, smoke of all I love. everything if you would but   smoke of ten-thousand years. I would burn ten-thousand years-How offers time – burnt Ten thousand years. Counteless Water, fire, what element have you what have you elental. Flint Worn as you are, As You’re our Pace Spate Earth-fire Salt and fire. never not be borne upFire We'd deserved Deserved Collapse Forced forced Resolve to Pured What amber Placate plication Enfold Lest We’re Stuck us-ness. Prickle Past gently or not at all lint-souled, choke-stone crystalline, what forces bound you  nce. What heat solved caught me up, stone caught up stuck in my throat . I am born in the dissolution of    everything we could say crystalline quartzite in our hands.  you came suspended sustained I cannot what we could not as she said you &    re you were here are your retrograde jagged quartz jagged   lines of our hands, scored-dragged dragged proofs  we scored dragged lines into our hands what, membranous, delays, what we'd scored our spark innumerable rough roughed do done do tufted prepremade plan planned curry favor sight unseen.  what delays  what membranous, slows thy step. delays? Slows tempts  e? What longs tempts. sound. Our here  what sparked what clumped what envenoped see what shaped egg tooth take this pillar of flame What lately have thou lately been.  Have you now have you lately been pressed pushed in into-  joined join Were you yet loved? Candle-flame press forward   crowd edge-of-  void. You were, as much as we could bear.  As much as we could bear. & were you here, yet . voidWe yessed What void-gift gift and more gifted given gifted-one. Thou O, void-kept Thou, thousand-faced child. ness spite spite spite-heavy wring wrung wrung rung thou—doubled-one edge-of-all-things, doubled-one we are borne unto bear us forar bear us ight harry us born We gave much and  n more. This too. We gave much &  n more.show that what makes  word break how bokeHow is that founded Condrial condon has been of all my mito-  c ondrial born-to-me gnomon call. Seek plum harry caray . Come to   edge edge me sedge scuttle-close born to meKeepest dobling born born  . void-rendering torn tear O void tendering rendering thou void-thou tendered thou   we had.  fleet you would not do not despair voided OR void- we arced every        looked bear up bear up borne unto burned freighted bore bowed bowed arced beard to bear bore   what do we give, what haven’t we done ablutions O causal cauterized soured blighted bli ly went. went sour what thisTook whatever came our way, praised it turned it over Restless, Bided & restless, we praised whatever came our way—no more. marked eternal forever’s fleetest even pain,   only. Eternal thing. hoped being shapeless however indistinct For this,      wai,  dazed, took what pooled around us.  given, though pooled lurched lurching   Bit clenched   hand and Defied every thing. We tied ribbons Though we tied hurling Stillness, yourbir d Bi d Fit to be tied Notness knotness tied made fleshed darkling, you your voice, why revenant brexit biased bruised kissed and broken. Darkling, mottles, scuttles. Dearth dearest full circle. harbinger,darkling,pool  Is Pooling pooling, expansive Pool, expansive heretofore. ing in my ear an expansive    dark pool of your voice.  Your voice, pooling .  part current pools Out voices tied knots   time our voices stitched.   Dearest, Woundpath, would  path’s less clear   path lad cler, thorn and gauze. Interminable   swifting  Cool   pool green Diaphanous. Harkening Harkening Tried and again, retired.   knots bough our voices stitched knots too   bearing bough your voice stitched in me.  meant what thoughts cannot meded come to us unmanned torn tears come to this unmended stitch voice-stitch voice stitch fraught heavy   What’s possible Sawn sawn so  n,   diaphanous gauzy and smooth. Smooth progress so   deepening pond,   spring thaw.   rsh of river tidal rish rise Brise breeze brush aside Unsullied Dearest,moment. aside. All-in-all. Muddied -all. beyonder , breast-beating   lunged Boasted bested beyond all things. Pulmon Ripened. brined-over shore, deft tufted Stay true. once and twice lodestone,    brine-star what celestial, sunk toward   sea dimmed sunken dammed-up bulwark   harried  for  thousand-year, under arrest's   breath   sap    pause husked molted  molting    molt-of mine.   leaving molt remnant night-soil calling out part leaving mantled and dismantled spake thy moistened lip. curdled milk skin endings numerous moldy sallow flap of skin  tallow sallow choice fickle bunged up fickle plunge furrow fickle alpenglow elemental webbed filament thorough sawn sawed over under fawn dappled filament tough thorough &  n some. systole.   peach, overripe.   overripe too ripe stem too   fleshy overripe   swerater breast grimace pucker gripe fat word flabby words too-much overripe encumbering sawn   hewn cumbered encumbering. unnumbered. Encumbering. dawnings past echo-voice to voice spit have downings un numerable.an echo   aching hands. Voices like dawning unnumbered. Unbeknownst  bloodbent voicesong furrows furrowed furrows, until til and smoky sky. make it deep. signify—make it bitter almond, Saw   sun startled into being. Sorne seen watchTaken up Dearest, we swoon & are brea d Read, we swoon & are to be Read, we take none such liberty Dearest,  with us. to darkness. thi r hi r & yon. sea-bound. Blown be padarkness.  blankness stilled and held—remain beholden.   world’s as st bliver      parsed   sky & worded and reworded it. All douse past, We do not end here. This cannot be   end. Your pulsed as pulsed   stillborn word.  Dearest, we knew ourselves  in or, we thought we knew. Something has taken flight. But we cannot be itus. so we outed ourselves. out of ourselves. parsed out of ourselves.  so too   stillborn word. of onced wondered underside of grief,        b   .  Systoles.  O, grief, you pulsing.  there is nothing that is not pulsing. Hearted, Pulsed, we  O, pulse.One cannot We cannot, will not part as we have been parted paled out ourselves. parted as seas, left from leaves.   left from leaves as parted simplest.  Leaves,   sky parted. As left from leaves. heart to hands, to bread parceled and shred, loaves left leaves as leaves ll’s  As Parted like bread.   in-kind. Unkindness  kinned  From one, unkind. From you ano r Out of you nor Your unseen sheltered light out of Like bread, passed gilt what's simplest—you you guided our gilding, ourslimned-over,voiced gilt to voicing OursA fair apportioned Smoothing over Simply are Some are. jointed up divided yed into out parted jointed took up like bread. Palmed over handed over or one is different parsed palmed parceled where's   thrush of ever in your chest. in every chest. still & stilled threshing threshold open door it's whisper dark its portend Could  y   O, whisper dark unsee it’s whisper-dark  could  y   whispering dark. whisper touch light as dark whisper touch   quake whisper   flicker-song whisper  What would  y not unsee.  A Flickering   fluttering heart would not unsee. Heart flutter flicker Was it? It was.flutter we would not unsee.flicker,   flutter Flicker song loss mica Would  y fathom Have to wait Gyre. Circumlocution would  y understand we stood beneath blinkered plums. Surely Staid Waylaid Divagation divers Casements. What part of you fell away, what part  quietexhaledWhat part of me expired. died.passing-through, aimless as bird-song.  Only the whole of you.I was caught unawares. Mislaid Flightless I was Excuses, Your brook Throat I’d I have not spoken of trees of that tree we lay beneath. We were happy  n. We were boundless— we were breathless. Dearest, only you Only   whole of you and all of you—only  , bodywhat have you made  re, warp and weft of you writ-one speak of tell   future writ beneath which of tree density though thou you and you we andonce,n after one to one r. extenuating   circumstances. was  remoment.  re wasmomentpassing. Only through you and yours is this sign  reno dowsing Only you in your entirety. through  O many-chambered grief. Grieved. O grief, O nautilus shell, of Go, go and go to the seashore, take up a handful of sand pools at your feet, O many chambered grief.  There is always another room how many rooms does grief hold /Nautilus shell teeth though  thou one, grit-yarned wove rove heart roven riven heart heart riven to ground-down heart chambered O many chambered grief. How is  re ano r only through you and yours that what tears That what tone, All that torn as one tends   one as heat and burns altar smoke blots out   sun. Burnt offering both call and block out   sun. As sure as Pends pendant weighs, Pendulous one is not. smoke —to be sure.But ei r’s  is terrible kindness. For knowing unkindness What terrible kindness to knowAn arch is always falling but for this. Terrible kindness to know, to collapse. When will we know - As Hallowed Between terrible and kindness. Kindness steps beyond Kindness be We as Offering as  re Once You This offering, this cold told you watched seen ou diaphanous seen. Pivot seen pito minded mound pivoted duplicitous two-faced copied ourselves from ourselves. Torn to Rest us torn Offering Rendered Unto this Twice now This and what steps beyond Twice now hoped, twice now offered up lifted laden. Heavy with laden, secret cowled Twice now, calling out, , we  ce now burnt teared up, Once Offerings offer plumb  Drowning Easier way Heat We walked   mica-flecked path, of all things flecked,   mica-flecked path, heat and  apportioned smade secret colwed. secret-heavy cows ton and unmade , have you no words. Enough of all things, even lack .  Wracked Apportion We took and take nothing dowsing You. What goods dowser at sea. cannot dowse the sea. Dowse   sea Nothing dowses. Dowsing’s good as nothing O, form and form’s coursing, drowning makes us lighter in and through offering. Wahat clear water depthless, terrible, wrack us, but gently. Drowned as what is not a gift that one breathes it. thisdowsing, thiswater all   way dowsing’s as old as anything. drawing dowsing swum Toodowser, too soul, wracked into being. drowning through , alight lensed and measured. the red to ano r light taken measure what-must-have-been.light upon what forms out what form’s incline  re must’ve been Look, read, with -clad, strewing lip of   clear water. Penitent agency What forms course through us, light strewn. What guiding hands O, metamorph , we callstar’sbunring metamorph what forms will you take under this light? What form light strew courses in you what form course in you think back – to what was when you were not thinking back before love, evn, before what voices? What were you, pure, strewn light. Torn O false light, wrack us, but gently.   sower knows   furrow, ikesyay. Sown-thing. What seeded, Cenotaph grows What grows here, sower. What sower Assumes Power. You are no known-thing owned sowed Out of all possible now What stirs. What tears across   sky. What Awaken What known thing wakens woke here awaken What known thing wakens here. What breath. links forge here? Nomen nomen Whose sight crowds out brain whose lens  What jade-eyed I mean no offense. What angle? What begins? Forskellige for skelly o’s/whose  the red her who's connectedWho has insight Future peeps  Take position from you, take measure. O wreckers Let this be kindness. swelled to the brink.   future swelled us to   brink And you  lensed Fresnel-lensed, clear in any storm  against all storms. Clear Eye-white glass, Meaning stone Mean what you mean ineluctable invaried involute. Inviolable stones mote,glass bead in   eye eye-shape scale eye wh eye-white and cave-word damp earth what grows in   damp earth eye white Any port in storm   drowning man grabs at anything What concerns us concerns us Grab you livestrong fromstream mote speck of dust What are you to o rs  O death-mark, , to o rs. —  The future exists in us, always done-in, time-swelled,  re-not- re. , tossed around us.        Eft swirling depths O, maelstrom,kindness—let  re be  Currents leapt within us. What leapt within us, currents for if this child,swath,field of kindness. For if this childbrnachinling limitless can we find our way back to this moment. currents caught swells caught Between now and everything else. spirited away. blind currents what currents drift us spirited away.  re-not- re. and re. Drifted   underside of loss   underside requires pivot tLoosened from   world   ties that bound us ever so slightly Ours and ours alone.  made and unmade selves—

If all’s new.cross roads, if you will – can’t have one without   o r. What I regret and what I stood for Reader, no regerts. have often if we’re often cross that off have unto new double’s   negative modeling of   new in & if all’s new, well, we’ll,  Unspoken unspoken. Double   negative. To find   unsung I won’t not look to you. We'll see about that. Not have stood for much Scant have stood for much   scnat have stood for much.

I’ll say it plain - I can’t not look at you.  Lacks host power ghost power. TBD

If this is what it is to stand for, well, volition. I’ll stand for volition’s TBD.

I’m all in.  Make clichés happen. Shipped and re-shipped to I ship cliché.

I’m all in. You know I stand for clichés. Such power is figurative. I speak figurative language.  Clichés as time machines. Atemporal  I stands for clichés. Is such a thing clichéd into being. Unconvinced convincingly Clichéd into being. Doth protest. Who r until Speaking of waters.  there's nothing that’s not See how easy that was. Ntilled untilled. Beginnings renew and known good and known newn own shorn yoon yew Lasting stainescape now I can talk about work ss shit with like monstrous This  

Bridges, numberless &   water below. Lee-edge lee-ward and warding tonally broseph.

See how that works? I assert,      Effaced. Traceless to stand for  scant cause.

What’s done is done but   water under thousands of bridges numberless scant  

—remember? And whi r

distaff of or concerning. [Yes, this is one of those poems.] Reader,

clean slates & new leaves—metaphor galore.  

So let’s do this, ‘cuz this excuses everything.

& this excuses everything-time I said    

you had bad taste.

& when I fumbled   First of all, I really dig beginnings.

when asked why bring a child into suchworld I [We’ll see where this goes. We’re in this together.] you should know this. You know this.

You should know this.   clean slate - derivative. Extremis  OG sense –

I am opposed to most organs. Original sense. properly.   the convex surface of the body of persons and vertebrates animals I said and I said and I said, When I said you have bad taste.

which is adjacent to the spinal axis, and opposite to the belly and most of the special organs. It extends from the neck and shoulders to the extremity of the backbone. back and side: all over, completely

  rest unasked, as wonder, as unbidden. rest bidden. untroubled.  Be more be  Both all Stund- Calmed and Stay, calm and untroubled. Be untroubled, be wonder  asic ask at fasted ummed

Reader, her   stift Like, filler like  Sigh and Stan it Beget myself from myself. O, sum-it-unto   I’ll thorn-it-unto, thorn it wrestlingly. Beget from me to myself. Wanting The Impossibles washed-over and wantless. Bee-thorn bethorned gethorned? Th’impossible’s told and wantless.  The Impossible at least at once as won't  Are you ready for love? Read this sonnet to find out. Begws eggs

All’s well or something /but/ & be stranger.  re are impossibilities at stake.  possible ebbed stranger. impossible. Know that metaphors are impossible. BY DEFINITION. Don’t ask for metaphor. What do you stand for? Impossible Metaphor. Metaphors are impossible and Impossibility is metaphoric. What’s impossible’s metaphoric and remains so. Unearned

  tongue of   start of   ash or edge of   Reader, metaphoric impossibilities.

  touch of the sound of her voice. Ready for love? Write a sonnet and find out.   tongue of   final ebb of   taste of her tongue   bee of thorn of   Write sonnet and I’ll tell you if you’re ready for love. her skin and   the light hum of her skin  beneath Write sonnet and we’ll tell you if you’re ready for love. Ready for love? Write Sonnet to find out. IMHO. Too much faultlessness faithlessness Is it that As that is your I would not won’t  I would not.  there is no respite. Ashed

Idk Mouth-torn ripped from ripened from  re is no respite. hood, that sadness that does not. O sadness do not stop. Ebbless binged unsurfaced. tongue-tied and marged Might could. Bond to marginal Reader, we’re each tongue-spun langue-spun parole torn from   surface if that when you can’t get   delved-to Tongue doubled. What delves bodies    lip of separation. Edge   seas and  it marked one singled. Unstarted. Started. Startled. Language singles as we’re hearth-born. Two's into being.  Tonguing delved. Tongued to being the leading edge of the tear that is your mouth. Of your mouth. Mouthing tongued to being.   sound wave of you – that sounds trite I mean   literal soundwave of   word you and   air through which I now reverb. Month-borne. Mouth-borne. Long eee. Ones  me into   world twos me. Manifolded. Doubles   entirety of existence. Doubled. Ever-startled. Ever Started as beginning.  So started.   lip of tears. Untold Pick poetic form and I’ll tell you where you’ll get married.

Design Handbag and we’ll tell you what poet you are.

Pick your favorite sonnet and we'll tell you if you’re ready to be loved.

Pick your favorite sonnet and we'll tell you if you deserve to be loved.

Ready for love? Check out  these sonnets to find out.

Tell me if you icse poems and find out if you're ready for love.

Pick your favorite poem and see if you’ll ever fall in love.

Will you fall in love? Pick your favorite poetic form to find o. Cuz mix cauz mélange. Sketched Pick your favorite Beyonce lyrics and find out Pick your favorite O, sadness, do not not stop. Hearth-borne something, anything   Take this g

tell me designhouse and I tell you I love you.

Trebled Reader, nothing’s faultless, and so, doubled. Faulted. As took and gift both stumble, trouble is as sodden   as doubled, trebled. What’s Took and gifted. Took and given gifted      

What’s both took and gifted. Doubled, trebled. It's the opposite day Weltanschluss As so quickly moved   you'll have So quickly moved. If only I’d’ve, I’ll’ve  seen since and sense

Lineaments and you'll have untoIf only. Senescent, old maybe? Sense-making and whatmore

It'll Have been.on.range of strategies. No shortage of hyperbole hyper-bowl.

Oneto win two and one to less so  sketch what’s not.

Can anything trans be. Precipitous sudden shifts in style and register.  Is  retransmission of such.. high and low, standard and less so.     violence of curbs.

Where to go from hyperbole. Pronounced hyper bowl.   I think lips contour my death

I’ve died when I stop speaking. Am I,     the language contour of my being gone.

I find not.   disappointment that I will not hear after death. Becomes God. And all that petal-veined trans   lineament your tongue lines my death lines me in death. Tongue limns death.  Where to go, where to go. Whereda go whereda go  teesdees. Shift and recompense.

What Such sorrow. No such sorrow. No such thing. Where Da where to

 . Wild linguistic vacillation. Sudden tonal shifts. Slang is gonna get worse before it gets better.

Anger. Boredom unabated, barely mitigated. Might could.

Probably boredom unabated. Break brachial, as in eukaryotic and galaxies blah blah blah

I don’t know what to say but I’ll say it:possible motto. Like zoological but not so

where I scribbled days into mindless dreams

of   woman who married another man,

of rumors in   night and this stale, tiredness

ga red at my eyes.  Mary gives me hope.

Imprinted on my computer

During my last trip-up

Liked  or fur and  it weird vertex assholes

I liked nature askid

This was of course in   80’s

Anyways, every day you learn something new

If only this could not have been cuz

of spite if only for winnows.threat

Spite for sport's sake — raucous…

Untouched leaves of spiteful flail.  

Saxon-like,  re’s hope yet.

Concessession concession. How’s that for concise?

I am, but nevermind. Mine, awry mine, mine dream-boat  

another time, so can you not, Nah.

  world—a cocoon.   scattered dissonance of our bodies—

  larva turning to goo. Let us discard our mandibles

for better wings. Let us spread ourselves wide like   iris

Of raven. Let us charge into ourselves with animal courage—

dance now for yourself. Sing now for yourself.   world spins

like silk—bloom now for yourself.

Whatever this is has not been

Avowed drosser. What’s this’ what is this is not. This Blunder

Dross   drossiest  river dream thrilling trill

underside of dross unceasingly. Senselessly.

Dross   drossiest underside of dross.

Dross as  what was this before and how it benefits you, your ass-face.

Aassface  this has not been  What wasn’t could not hold Has this been Could this not be Could—

Will, like white boy metaphorical fires, will.

Ruing underside of this commitment.

Unpaced & sully it good.

Unceasingly sully

I will dross by doing, dross whatever   dressed like what undiverted

where'd it weren't as gesture false

‘cuz you are with me here

even   undeniable even blundering

grapes lees dregs

droozy blunderings drossy is gummy

as only fires will do kept close

wept metaphysical drossy

Oracular fires and eschatological tears.

But what ontological blunder.

It's Full stop.

&&&

Clarity and certainty inapt.

Certain of turn.

Supplant Suffice supplicant mine eyes

This’ll go awry.

Preclude, even.

Can. You. What’s final & o cruise?

& is this the place to get what I’m looking for? (asking for friend)

 

What’s inappropriate? Do I mind? So be it. / Do I intone? Take what’s set before us. // Falsity. Continuance.

Sundry’s finality is sundry an’s sundry.

We take what is set before us. So what’s now? In reverse. Refocus

Topsy-turvy. Now what’s all flat particulars?

Could you rehash does and re-does.

All-flattening nothing in particular.

A taking-stock, if you will.

A bright thing at the edge of our vision.

Myopic generalization. When holding a bright thing.

We’re uncertain and disputed.

I hope hope evens out.

However, examples cited are interpreted.

Uncertain and disputed.

I saved worms today.

He didn’t try to get away. He wei d my finger on segments no less grim

His worm brain sensed medieval sin:

Dry skin upon his wet skin.

Both only dead and gray in the end.

Today is the day - I declare him to be my friend.

Bleary from sleep and warm water

and no glasses, I spot uncertain comma

crawling on my shower’s corner—

not so unmaggotesque, burrowing

an arabesque of language into the wall.

I don’t know how he got in here—

as naked and damp and holy,

the day he was conceived.

Listen to him and   o r weak knees

of my offspring as  y drown in ponds,

gurgle in   trickling streams that scar

  worn-gray map of my brain.

A wheeze,boil, and pop of liquid—

thriving is only brain undone,
Splattered upon the storm cellar’s door.

Once upon a time,

Yet far from ages ago

A man coughs.

He has the world stuck in his throat.
A woman spits
and the world spins freely.

  depressives all are inline

all together finally up out of bed and inline.

  depressives find lines quite useful

especially parallel ones.

Couplets are notable forms in poems,

because  y form parallel lines which do not cross.

Sometimes I am readingstupid poem,

usuallystupid poem written by me but not always,

and wish it would just give up   formality.

Formalities are for fruits.

I am under no particular obligation to look appetizing.

Don’t tell me what to do. I’ll turn the lamp on when I feel like it.

I’ll wake my internal colony of fish up when someone tells me

what this damn bead in my stomach has been all my life.

Maybe it's a different type of hunger than lacking food.

Maybe all forms of hunger live in the chest.

Dry mouth, we cross   shaggy tundra

swim   dark sea of city streets

  forest of stars

blue-black skied suburbs,

calling out for what is left for us.

Inspired by televised sensations

we dive into   syntax

rip open words of news

reading into what is given

waiting for promised returns.

Maybe we need to redirect our sexual
energies. Eat better. Sleep harder, alone.

Sexual energy needs to be converted to

Spiritual energy and that is the goal of life.

&&&

Right now my hands bleed from pounding

  ceiling

Of   neighbors who never seem to sleep

Just shout, and break things.

In   sun, for some reason

 y look happy.

Fighting against

protecting myself

from black and white cultures

flowering feelings  

I swam into being

And this never would have happened
But for   loss of   Bundersnooper’s
Fear, having shielded   mumbletwits.

Goals? Subterfuge and sublimations.

Goals...world peace, sex in graveyards, heros openly

Hating  mselves.

Isolation cells and homo-erotic mutterings after needle fat with heroin.

Priests whispering while violating dogs in alleys stained with ink blots.

Swim trunks slip from skinny hips.

Eating love wrapped in good thoughts termed bad.

Who are you?

Goals....black angels laughing at preachers spilling  mselves from arm chairs.

 There is whiskey in   coffee and magic in   television screen spirals.

  want is intestines cut fresh and grilled on open flame underblack flag.

Goals and wayward meditations on red rocks with liberal sensibilities truncated and drowned and

Who are you?

Are you those who cry?

Those who have tears of heaven

rip through  ir lids and fall

like daggers on   world

below

I am here,

lost wind drifting

Away

Away

Away

Bee Movie Script - Dialogue Transcript

 

According to all known laws

of aviation,

 

there is no way 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 second.

 

Hello?

 

- Barry?

- Adam?

 

- Oan you believe this is happening?

- I can't. I'll pick you up.

 

Looking sharp.

 

Use stairs. Your father

paid good money for those.

 

Sorry. I'm excited.

 

Here's my graduation.

We're very proud of you, son.

 

A perfect report card, all B's.

 

Very proud.

 

Ma! I got 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?

- little. Special day, graduation.

 

Never thought I'd make it.

 

Three days grade school,

three days of high school.

 

Those were awkward.

 

Three days of 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.

 

- Are you going to a funeral?

- No, I'm not going.

 

Everybody knows,

sting someone, you die.

 

Don't waste it on squirrels.

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 circumstances.

 

- Well, Adam, today we are men.

- We are!

 

- Bee-men.

- Amen!

 

Hallelujah!

 

Students, faculty, distinguished bees,

 

Please welcome Dean Buzzwell.

 

Welcome, New Hive City

graduating class of...

 

...9:15.

 

That concludes our ceremonies.

 

And begins your career

at Honex Industries!

 

Will we pick our job today?

 

I heard it's just orientation.

 

Heads up! Here we go.

 

Keep your hands and antennas

inside tram at all times.

 

- Wonder what it'll be like?

- A little scary.

 

Welcome to Honex,

a division of Honesco

 

and part of Hexagon Group.

 

This is it!

 

Wow.

 

Wow.

 

We know that you, as bee,

have worked your whole life

 

to get to point where you

can work for your whole life.

 

Honey begins when our valiant Pollen

Jocks bring nectar to 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?

- Patches that little strand of honey

 

that hangs after you pour it.

Saves us millions.

 

Oan anyone work on Krelman?

 

Of course. Most bee jobs are

small ones. But bees know

 

that every small job,

if it's done well, it means a lot.

 

But choose carefully

 

because you'll stay in job

you pick for the rest of your life.

 

The same job for the rest of your life?

I didn't know that.

 

What's the difference?

 

You'll be happy to know that bees,

as species, haven't had one day off

 

in 27 million years.

 

So you'll just work us to death?

 

We'll surely 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 most perfectly

functioning society on Earth.

 

You ever think maybe things

work a little too well here?

 

Like what? Give me one example.

 

I don't know. But you know

what I'm talking about.

 

Please clear the gate.

Royal Nectar Force on approach.

 

Wait a second. Check it out.

 

- 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 hive, flying who knows

where, doing who knows what.

 

You can't just decide to be Pollen

Jock. You have to be bred for that.

 

Right.

 

Look. That's more pollen

than you and I will see in lifetime.

 

It's just a status symbol.

Bees make too much of it.

 

Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it

and ladies see you wearing it.

 

Those ladies?

Aren't they our cousins too?

 

Distant. Distant.

 

Look at these two.

 

- Couple of Hive Harrys.

- Let's have fun with them.

 

It must be dangerous

being Pollen Jock.

 

Yeah. Once bear pinned me

against mushrooms!

 

He had paw on my throat,

and with others, he was slapping me!

 

- Oh, my!

- I never thought I'd knock him out.

 

What were you doing during this?

 

Trying to alert authorities.

 

I can autograph that.

 

A little gusty out there today,

wasn't it, comrades?

 

Yeah. Gusty.

 

We're hitting 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 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 rhythm.

It's a beautiful thing.

 

You know, Dad,

the more I think about it,

 

maybe honey field

just isn't right for me.

 

You were thinking of what,

making balloon animals?

 

That's 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, stirrer!

 

- You're gonna be 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 day.

 

Come on! All 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! Congratulations!

Step to side.

 

- What'd you get?

- Picking crud out. Stellar!

 

Wow!

 

Couple 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 reason you think.

 

- Any chance of getting Krelman?

- Sure, you're on.

 

I'm sorry, Krelman just closed out.

 

Wax monkey's always open.

 

The Krelman opened up again.

 

What happened?

 

A bee died. Make an opening. See?

He's dead. Another dead one.

 

Deady. Deadified. Two more dead.

 

Dead from neck up.

Dead from 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 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 Korean deli on 83rd

 

that gets their roses today.

 

Hey, guys.

 

- Look at that.

- Isn't that kid we saw yesterday?

 

Hold it, son, flight deck 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 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 couple of reports

of root beer being poured on us.

 

Murphy's in home because of it,

babbling like a cicada!

 

- That's awful.

- And 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!

 

Are 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 visually.

 

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 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.

Would 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 online!

 

This is the coolest. What is it?

 

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

 

It smells good.

Not like flowers, but I like them.

 

Yeah, fuzzy.

 

Chemical-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!

 

Rooming 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 moved. If you don't move,

he won't sting you. Freeze!

 

He blinked!

 

Spray him, Granny!

 

What are you doing?!

 

Wow... tension level

out here is unbelievable.

 

I gotta get home.

 

Oan't fly in the rain.

 

Oan't fly in the rain.

 

Oan't fly in the rain.

 

Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down!

 

Ken, could you close

the window please?

 

Ken, could you close

the window please?

 

Check 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 job interview, they're

flabbergasted, can't believe what I say.

 

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

 

I don't remember 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 bee law.

You're not supposed to talk to humans.

 

I can't believe I'm doing this.

 

I've got to.

 

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

 

No. Yes. No.

 

Do it. I can't.

 

How should I start?

"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 little weird.

 

- I'm talking with a bee.

- Yeah.

 

I'm talking to bees.

And bees are 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. Coffee?

 

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.

- Come on!

 

I'm trying to lose 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 tie in cab

as they're flying up Madison.

 

He finally gets there.

 

He runs up steps into church.

The wedding is on.

 

And he says, "Watermelon?

I thought you said Guatemalan.

 

Why would I marry watermelon?"

 

Is that a 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 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 lawyer or

a doctor, but I wanted to be 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 Turtle Pond!

 

No way! I know that area.

I lost 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 coffee.

 

Yeah, it's no trouble.

 

Sorry I couldn't finish it. If I did,

I'd be up for the rest of my life.

 

Are you...?

 

Can I take a piece of this with me?

 

Sure! Here, have 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 chute.

 

- Sounds amazing.

- It was amazing!

 

It was 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 to 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 your job and be normal.

 

- Well...

- Well?

 

Well, I met someone.

 

You did? Was she Bee-ish?

 

- wasp?! Your parents will kill you!

- No, no, no, not wasp.

 

- Spider?

- I'm not attracted to spiders.

 

I know it's hottest thing,

with eight legs and all.

 

I can't get by that face.

 

So who is she?

 

She's... human.

 

No, no. That's bee law.

You wouldn't break 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 hive, talking

to humans that attack our homes

 

with power washers and M-80s!

One-eighth 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 crumb.

- It was so stingin' stripey!

 

And that's not what they eat.

That's what falls off what they eat!

 

- You know what 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 lot of big life decisions

to think about.

 

What life? You have no life!

You have no job. You're barely bee!

 

Would it kill you

to make 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 huge parade

of flowers every year in Pasadena?

 

To be in Tournament of Roses,

That's every florist's dream!

 

Up on float, surrounded

by flowers, crowds cheering.

 

A tournament. Do 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 wall, take 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? 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 science.

 

- I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue.

- I'll bet.

 

What in 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, and stirring.

You need the 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 bottom

of all of this!

 

Hey, Hector.

 

- Are 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 are you getting sweet stuff?

Who's your supplier?

 

I don't understand.

I thought we were friends.

 

The last thing we want

to 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 honey coming from?

 

Tell me where!

 

Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms!

 

Crazy 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 are you headed?

 

To Honey Farms.

I am onto something huge here.

 

I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood,

crazy stuff. Blow your head off!

 

I'm going to Tacoma.

 

- And you?

- He really is dead.

 

All right.

 

Uh-oh!

 

- What is that?!

- Oh, no!

 

- 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 Carl Kasell.

 

But don't kill any more bugs!

 

- Bee!

- Moose blood guy!!

 

- You hear something?

- Like what?

 

Like tiny screams.

 

Turn off the radio.

 

Whassup, bee boy?

 

Hey, Blood.

 

Just 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 are on our own.

Every mosquito on his own.

 

- What if you get in trouble?

- You mosquito, you are in trouble.

 

Nobody likes us. They just smack.

See 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 girls don't want no mosquitoes.

 

You gotta be kidding me!

 

Moose Blood Is about to leave

the building! So long, bee!

 

- Hey, guys!

- Moose Blood!

 

I knew I'd catch y'all down here.

Did you bring your crazy straw?

 

We throw it in jars, slap label on it,

and it's pretty much pure profit.

 

What is this place?

 

A bee's got brain

the size of a pinhead.

 

They are pinheads!

 

Pinhead.

 

- Check out a new smoker.

- Oh, sweet. That's one you want.

 

The Thomas 3000!

 

Smoker?

 

Ninety puffs minute, semi-automatic.

Twice nicotine, all tar.

 

A couple breaths of this

knocks them right out.

 

They make honey,

and we make money.

 

"They make honey,

and we make 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 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 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 of 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 fact! eye!

 

- That would hurt.

- No.

 

Up your nose? That's killer.

 

There's only one place you can sting

the humans, one place where it matters.

 

Hive at Five, 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 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,

 

Classy Ladies,

out this week on Hexagon.

 

Tonight we're talking to Barry Benson.

 

Did you ever think, "I'm kid

from the hive. I can't do this"?

 

Bees have never been afraid

to change the world.

 

What about Bee Columbus?

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 trial

of the bee century.

 

You know, they have Larry King

in the human world too.

 

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

 

He looks like you and has show

and suspenders and colored dots...

 

Next week...

 

Glasses, quotes on 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 a point of weakness!

 

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

 

Honey, her backhand's 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 human race.

 

- Hello.

- Hello, bee.

 

This is Ken.

 

Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size

ten and 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 huge help.

 

- Frosting...

- How many sugars?

 

Just one. I try not

to use competition.

 

So why are you helping me?

 

Bees have good qualities.

 

And it takes my mind off 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 daffodils that had work done.

 

Maybe this could make up

for it little bit.

 

- This lawsuit's pretty big deal.

- I guess.

 

Are 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 royalty!

 

It's an incredible scene

here in downtown Manhattan,

 

where world anxiously waits,

because for first time in history,

 

we will hear for ourselves

if honeybees 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

Do food companies have good lawyers?

 

Everybody needs to stay

behind barricade.

 

- What's the matter?

- I don't know, I just got chills.

 

Well, if it isn't a bee team.

 

You boys work on this?

 

All rise! Honorable

Judge Bumbleton presiding.

 

All right. Oase number 4475,

 

Superior Court of New York,

Barry Bee Benson v. Honey Industry

 

is now in session.

 

Mr. Montgomery, you're representing

the five food companies collectively?

 

A privilege.

 

Mr. Benson... you're representing

all 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 jury,

 

My grandmother was a simple woman.

 

Born on farm, she believed

it was man's divine right

 

to benefit from bounty

of nature God put before us.

 

If we lived in topsy-turvy world

Mr. Benson imagines,

 

just think of what it would mean.

 

I would have to negotiate

with silkworm

 

for 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 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!

 

All your first witness.

 

So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden

of Honey Farms, a big company you have.

 

I suppose so.

 

I see you also own

Honey Burton 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 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 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 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 guest spot

in ER in 2005.

 

Thank you. Thank you.

 

I see from your resume

that you're devilishly handsome

 

with 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 has it come to 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 goodfella.

This is badfella!

 

Why doesn't someone just step on

this creep, and we can all go home?!

 

- Order in this court!

- You're all thinking about 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 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... 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 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 games 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 aren'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 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

Is your life more valuable than mine?

 

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

 

I think something stinks 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 Chapstick hat!

This is pathetic!

 

I've got issues!

 

Well, well, well, 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 the barrier between Ken and me.

 

I couldn't overcome it.

Oh, well.

 

Are you OK for trial?

 

I believe Mr. Montgomery

is about out of ideas.

 

We would like to call

Mr. Barry Benson Bee to 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. 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 tweezers?

- Are you allergic?

 

Only to lose, son. Only to lose.

 

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 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! 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 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 poison

 

from my heaving buttocks?

 

I will have order in this court. Order!

 

Order, please!

 

The case of honeybees

versus human race

 

took pointed turn against 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 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. That 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 humans do to us

if they win?

 

I don't know.

 

I hear they put roaches in motels.

That doesn't sound so bad.

 

Adam, they check in,

but they don't check out!

 

Oh, my.

 

Would you get nurse

to close that window?

 

- Why?

- 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 court and stall.

Stall any way you can.

 

And assuming you've done the steps 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 result,

We didn't have a 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 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 a smoking gun!

 

Hold it, Your Honor!

You want a smoking gun?

 

Here is your smoking gun.

 

What is that?

 

I'm a bee smoker!

 

What, this?

This harmless little contraption?

 

This couldn't hurt fly,

let alone bees.

 

Look at what has happened

 

to bees who have never been asked,

"Smoking or none?"

 

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 white man?

 

- What are we gonna do?

- He's playing a specific card.

 

Ladies and gentlemen, please,

free these bees!

 

Free bees! Free bees!

 

Free bees!

 

Free bees! Free bees!

 

The court finds in favor of bees!

 

Vanessa, we won!

 

I knew you could do it! High-five!

 

Sorry.

 

I'm OK! You know what this means?

 

All honey

will finally belong to 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 bee way

a long time, 27 million years.

 

Congratulations on your victory.

What will you demand as settlement?

 

First, we'll demand complete shutdown

of all bee work camps.

 

Then we want back honey

that was ours to begin with,

 

every last drop.

 

We demand an end to glorification

of bear as anything more

 

than 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 prance-about stage name!

 

...unnecessary inclusion of honey

in bogus health products

 

and la-dee-da human

tea-time snack garnishments.

 

Can'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?

 

Cannonball!

 

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 Earl was on his way

to San Antonio with 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 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 not just 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 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 final Tournament of Roses parade

in Pasadena.

 

They've moved it to this weekend

because all the flowers are dying.

 

It's 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.

Would you ask him to slow down?

 

Would 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 a 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 roses,

The roses have pollen.

 

I know every bee, plant

and flower buds 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 Princess and Pea?

 

I could be princess,

and you could be pea!

 

Yes, I got it.

 

- Where should I sit?

- What are you?

 

- I believe I'm pea.

- pea?

 

It goes under mattresses.

 

- Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart.

- I'm getting a marshal.

 

You do that!

This whole parade is fiasco!

 

Let's see what this baby will do.

 

Hey, what are you doing?!

 

Then all we do

is blended in with traffic...

 

...without arousing suspicion.

 

Once at 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 a job.

 

Oan you believe how lucky we are? We

have just enough pollen to do a job!

 

I think this is gonna work.

 

It's got to work.

 

Attention, passengers,

This is Captain Scott.

 

We have 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 Sky Mall magazine?

 

I'd like to order talking

inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer.

 

Oaptain, I'm in 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 Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B

Please report to the cockpit?

 

And please hurry!

 

What happened here?

 

There was DustBuster,

a toupee, a life raft exploded.

 

One's bald, one's in boat,

they're both unconscious!

 

- Is that another bee joke?

- No!

 

No one's flying 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 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 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 suspenseful scene

is developing.

 

Barry Benson,

fresh from his legal victory...

 

That's Barry!

 

...is attempting to land plane,

loaded with people, flowers

 

and an incapacitated flight crew.

 

Flowers?!

 

We have storm in area

and two individuals at 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, bee

shouldn't be able to fly at all.

 

Their wings are too small...

 

Haven't we heard this million times?

 

"The surface area of wings

and body mass makes no sense."

 

- Get this on air!

- Got it.

 

- Stand by.

- We're going live.

 

The way we work may be a mystery to you.

 

Making honey takes 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 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 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 wings of a 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 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? Come on, it's my turn.

 

How is a plane flying?

 

I don't know.

 

Hello?

 

Benson, got any flowers

for a happy occasion there?

 

The Pollen Jocks!

 

They do get behind fellow.

 

- Black and yellow.

- Hello.

 

All right, let's drop this tin can

on the blacktop.

 

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

 

No, nothing. It's all cloudy.

 

Come 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 your nose down.

 

Thinking bee!

Thinking bee! Thinking bee!

 

- What in the world is on the tarmac?

- Get some lights on!

 

Thinking bee!

Thinking bee! Thinking bee!

 

- Vanessa, aim for flowers.

- OK.

 

Out 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! another one!

- Which one?

 

- That flower.

- I'm aiming for flowers!

 

That fat guy in a flowered shirt.

I mean giant pulsating flower

 

made of millions of bees!

 

Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up.

 

Rotate around it.

 

- This is insane, Barry!

- This's 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 part of it.

 

Aim for center!

 

Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman!

 

Come 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 flowers! That was genius!

 

- Thank you.

- But we're not done yet.

 

Listen, everyone!

 

This runway is covered

with last pollen

 

from last flowers

available anywhere on Earth.

 

That means this is our last chance.

 

We're only ones who make honey,

pollinate flowers and dress like this.

 

If we're gonna survive as 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 Pollen Jock! And it's perfect

fit. All I gotta do is sleeves.

 

Oh, yeah.

 

That's our Barry.

 

Mom! bees are back!

 

If anybody needs

to make a call, now's time.

 

I got feeling we'll be

working late tonight!

 

Here's your change. Have 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 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 second. Hold it.

 

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone.

Oan we stop here?

 

I'm not making major life decision

during production!

 

All right. Take ten, everybody.

Wrap it up, guys.

 

I had virtually no rehearsal for that.

{Man} Once upon time there was a lovely princess.

But she had an enchantment upon her of fearful sort which could only

be broken by love's first kiss.

She was locked away in castle guarded by terrible fire-breathing

dragon.

Many brave knights had attempted to free her from this dreadful prison,

but none prevailed.

She waited in dragon's keep in highest room of tallest

tower for her true love and true love's first kiss.

{Laughing}

Like that's ever gonna happen.

{Paper Rusting, Toilet Flushes}

What load of -

Somebody once told me world is gonna roll me

I ain't sharpest tool in shed

She was lookin' kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb

In shape of an "L" on her forehead

The years start coming' and they don't stop coming'

Fed to rules and hit ground running'

Didn't make sense not to live for fun

Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

So much to do so much to see

So what's wrong with taking' backstreets

You'll never know if you don't go

You'll never shine if you don't glow

Hey, now You're an all-star

Get your game on, go play

Hey, now You're rock star

Get show on, get paid

And all that glitters is gold

Only shooting' stars break mold

It's cool place and they say it gets colder

You're bundled up now but wait till you get older

But meteor men beg to differ

Judging by hole in satellite picture

The ice we skate is getting' pretty thin

The water's getting warm so you might as well swim

My world's on fire

How 'bout yours

That's way I like it and I'll never get bored

Hey, now, you're an all-star

{Shouting}

Get your game on, go play

Hey, now You're rock star

Get show on, get paid

And all that glitters is gold

Only shooting' stars break mold

{Belches}

Go!

Go!

{Record Scratching}

Go. Go.Go.

Hey, now, you're an all-star

Get your game on, go play

Hey, now You're rock star

Get show on, get paid

And all that glitters is gold

Only shooting' stars break mold

-Think it's in there?

-All right. Let's get it!

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

-Yeah, it'll grind your bones for its bread.

{Laughs}

-Yes, well, actually, that would be giant.

Now, ogres - - They're much worse.

They'll make a suit from your freshly peeled skin.

-No!

-They'll shave your liver. Squeeze jelly from your eyes!

Actually, it's quite good on toast.

-Back! Back, beast! Back! I warn ya!

{Gasping}

-Right.

{Roaring}

{Shouting}

{Roaring}

{Whispers} This is the part where you run away.

{Gasping}

{Laughs}

{Laughing} And stay out!

"Wanted. Fairy tale creatures."

{Sighs}

{Man's voice} All right. This one's full.

-Take it away!

{Gasps}

-Move it along. Come on! Get up!

-Next!

-Give me that! Your flying days are over.

That's 20 pieces of silver for a witch. Next!

-Get up! Come on!

-Twenty pieces.

{Thudding}

-Sit down there!

-Keep quiet!

{Crying}

-This cage is too small.

-Please, don't turn me in. I'll never be stubborn again.

I can change. Please! Give me another chance!

-Oh, shut up.

-Oh!

-Next!

-What have you got?

-This little wooden puppet.

-I'm not a puppet. I'm a real boy.

-Five shillings for possessed toys. Take it away.

-Father, please! Don't let them do this!

-Help me!

-Next! What have you got?

-Well, I've got a talking donkey.

{Grunts}

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

-Oh, go ahead, little fella.

-Well?

-Oh, oh, he's just - - He's just a little nervous.

He's really quite a chatterbox. Talk, you boneheaded dolt - -

-That's it. I've heard enough. Guards!

-No, no, he talks! He does. I can talk. I love to talk.

I'm talkin best damn thing you ever saw.

-Get her out of my sight.

-No, no! I swear! Oh! He can talk!

{Gasps}

-Hey! I can fly!

-He can fly!

-He can fly!

-He can talk!

-Ha, ha! That's right, fool! Now I'm flying, talking donkey.

You might have seen housefly, maybe even superfly

but I bet you ain't never seen a donkey fly. Ha, ha!

Oh-oh.

{Grunts}

-Seize him!

-After him! He's getting away!

{Grunts, Gasps}

{Man}

-Get him! This way! Turn!

-You there. Orge!

-Aye?

-By order of Lord Farquaad I am authorized to place you both under

arrest

and transport you to designated..... resettlement facility.

-Oh, really? You and what army?

{Gasps, Whimpering}

{Chuckles}

-Can I say something to you?

-Listen, you were really, really, really somethin' back here.

Incredible!

Are you talkin' to - - me? Whoa!

-Yes. I was talking to you. Can I tell you that you that you was great

back here? Those guards!

They thought they were all of that. Then you showed up, and bam! They

was trippin' over themselves like babes in the woods. That really made

I feel good to see that.

-Oh, that's great. Really.

-Man, it's good to be free.

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

Hmm?

-But, uh, I don't have any friends. And I'm not going' out there by

myself. Hey, wait a minute! I got a great idea! I'll stick with you.

You're mean, green, fightin' machine. Together we'll scare spit

out of anybody that crosses us.

{Roaring}

-Oh, wow! That was really scary. If you don't mind me saying', if that

don't work, your breath certainly will get job done, 'cause you

definitely need some Tic Tacs or something, 'cause your breath stinks!

You almost burned hair outta my nose, just like time - -

{Mumbling}

Then I ate some rotten berries. I had strong gasses eking out of my

butt that day.

-Why are you following me?

-I'll tell you why.

'Cause I'm all alone

There's no one here beside me

My problems have all gone

There's no one to deride me

But you gotta have friends - -

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

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

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

-Uh - - Really tall?

-No! I'm an ogre! You know. "Grab your torch and pitchforks." Doesn't

Does that bother you?

-Nope.

-Really?

-Really, really.

-Oh.

-Man, I like you. What's your name?

-Uh, Shrek.

-Shrek? Well, you know what I like about you, Shrek?

You got that kind of I-don't-care-what-nobody-thinks-of-me thing.

I like that. I respect that, Shrek. You're all right. Whoo! Look at that.

Who'd want to live in a place like that?

-That would be my home.

-Oh! And it is lovely! Just beautiful. You know you are quite

decorator. It's amazing what you've done with such a modest budget. I

like that boulder. That is a nice boulder.

-I guess you don't entertain much, do you?

-I like my privacy.

-You know, I do too. That's another thing we have in common. Like I

I hate it when you get somebody in your face. You've trying to give them

a hint, and they won't leave. There's that awkward silence.

-Can I stay with you?

-Uh, what?

-Can I stay with you, please?

-Of course!

-Really?

-No.

-Please! I don't wanna go back there! You don't know what it's like to

be considered a freak. Well, maybe you do. But that's why we gotta

stick together. You gotta let me stay! Please! Please!

-Okay! Okay! But one night only.

-Ah! Thank you!

-What are you - - No! No!

-This is gonna be fun! We can stay up late, swapping' manly stories,

and in the morning' I'm making waffles.

-Oh!

-Where do uh, I sleep?

-Outside!

-Oh, well. I guess that's cool. I mean, I don't know you, and you

don't know me, so I guess outside is best, you know.

{Sniffles}

-Here I go.

-Good night.

{Sighs}

-I mean, I do like the outdoors. I'm a donkey. I was born outside.

I'll just be sitting by myself outside, I guess, you know. By myself,

outside.

I'm all alone

There's no one here beside me

{Bubbling}

{Sighs}

{Creaking}

{Sighs}

-I thought I told you to stay outside.

-I'm outside.

{Clattering}

-Well, gents, it's far cry from farm, but what choice do we

have?

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

-What a lovely bed.

-Got ya.

{Sniffs} I found some cheese.

-Ow! {Grunts}

-Blah! Awful stuff.

-Is that you, Gorder?

-How did you know?

-Enough! What are you doing in my house?

{Grunts}

-Hey!

{Snickers}

-Oh, no, no, no. Dead broad off table.

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

-Huh?

{Gusps}

{Male voice} What?

-I live in a swamp. I put up signs. I'm a terrifying ogre! What do I

have to get little privacy?

-Aah!

-Oh, no. No! No!

{Cackling}

-What?

-Quit it.

-Don't push.

{Squeaking}

{Lows}

- What are you doing in my swamp?

{Echoing}

Swamp! Swamp! Swamp!

{Gasping}

-Oh, dear!

-Whoa!

-All right, get out of here. All of you, move it! Come on! Let's go!

Hapaya! Hapaya! Hey!

-Quickly. Come on!

-No, no! No, no. Not there. Not there.

-Oh!

{Sighs}

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

-Oh, gosh, no one invited us.

-What?

-We were forced to come here.

-By who?

-Lord Farquaad.

-He huffed and he puffed and he...... signed an eviction notice.

{Sighs}

-All right. Who knows where this Farquaad guy is?

{Murmuring}

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

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

-Me! Me!

-Anyone?

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

{Sighs}

-Okay, fine. Attention, all fairy tale things. Do not get comfortable.

Your welcome is officially worn out. In fact, I'm gonna see this guy

Farquaad right now and get you all off my land and back where you came

from!

{Cheering}

{Twittering}

-Oh! You! You're comin' with me.

- All right, that's what I like to hear, man. Shrek and Donkey, two

stalwart friends, off on a whirlwind big-city adventure. I love it!

-On road again. Sing it with me, Shrek.

-Hey. Oh, oh!

-I can't wait to get on the road again.

-What did I say about singing?

-Can I whistle?

-No.

-Can I hum it?

-All right, hum it.

{Humming}

{Grunts}

{Whimpering}

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

{Coughing}

{Laughing}

{Clears throat}

-Run, run, run, as fast as you can. You can't catch me. I'm

gingerbread man!

-You are a monster.

-I'm not a monster here. You are. You and rest of that fairy

tale trash, poisoning my perfect world. Now, tell me! Where are

others?

-Eat me!{Grunts}

-I've tried to be fair to you creatures. Now my patience has reached

its end! Tell me or I'll - -

-No, no, not buttons. Not my gumdrop buttons.

-All right then. Who's hiding them?

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

-The muffin man?

-The muffin man.

-Yes, I know a muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane?

-Well, she's married to a muffin man.

-The muffin man?

-The muffin man!

-She's married to a muffin man.

{Door opens}

-My lord! We found it.

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

{Man grunting}

{Gasping}

-Oh!

-Magic mirror - -

-Don't tell him anything!

-No!

{Gingerbread man whispers}

-Evening. Mirror, mirror on wall. Is this not most perfect

kingdom of them all?

-Well, technically you're not king.

-Uh, Thelonius.

-You were saying?

-What I mean is, you're not king yet. But you can become one.  All

You have to marry a princess.

-Go on.

{Chuckles}

-So, just sit back and relax, my lord, because it's time for you to

meet today's eligible bachelorettes. And here they are! Bachelorette

number one is mentally abused shut-in from a kingdom far, far away.

She likes sushi and hot tubbing all the time. Her hobbies include cooking

and cleaning for her two evil sisters. Please welcome Cinderella.

-Bachelorette number two is cape-wearing girl from land of

fancy. Although she lives with seven other men, it's not easy. Just

kiss her dead, frozen lips and find out what live wire she is. Come

on. Give it up for Snow White!

-And last, but certainly not last, bachelorette number three is

fiery redhead from dragon-guarded castle surrounded by hot boiling

lava! But don't let that cool you off. She's loaded pistol who likes

pina colada and getting caught in rain. Yours for rescuing,

Princess Fiona!

-So will it be bachelorette number one, bachelorette number two or

Bachelorette number three?

-Two! Two!

-Three! Three!

-Two! Two!

-Three!

-Three? One?

{Shudders} Three?

--Three! Pick number three, my lord!

-Okay, okay, uh, number three!

-Lord Farquaad, you've chosen Princess Fiona.

If you like pina coladas

And getting caught in rain

-Princess Fiona.

If you're not into yoga

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

-But I probably should mention little things that happen at night.

-I'll do it.

-Yes, but after sunset - -

-Silence! I will make this Princess Fiona my queen, and DuLoc will

finally have the perfect king!

Captain, assemble your finest men. We're going to have a tournament.

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

find it.

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

-Uh-huh. That's the place.

-Do you think maybe he's compensating for something?

{Laughs}

{Groans}

-Hey, wait. Wait up, Shrek.

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

-Hey, you!

{Screams}

-Wait second. Look, I'm not gonna eat you. I just - - I just - -

{Whimpering}

{Sighs}

{Whimpering, Groans}

{Turnstile clatters}

{Chuckles}

{Sighs}

-It's quiet. Too quiet.

{Creaking}

-Where is everybody?

-Hey, look at this!

{Clattering, whirring, clicking}

Welcome to DuLoc such perfect town

Here we have some rules

Let us lay them down

Don't make waves, stay in line

And we'll get along fine

DuLoc is perfect place

Please keep off of grass

Shine your shoes, wipe your... face

DuLoc is, DuLoc is

DuLoc is perfect ...... place

{Camera shutter clicks

{Whirring}

-Wow! Let's do that again!

-No. No. No, no, no! No.

{Trumpet fanfare}

{Crowd cheering}

-Brave knights.

-You are the best and brightest in the land.

-Today one of you shall prove himself - -

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

-Sorry about that.

{Cheering}

-That champion shall have honor - - no, no - - privilege to go

forth and rescue lovely Princess Fiona from fiery keep of

dragon. If for any reason winner is unsuccessful, first

the runner-up will take his place and so on and so forth. Some of you mae

die, but it's a sacrifice I am willing to make.

{Cheering}

-Let tournament begin!

{Gasps}

-Oh!

-What is that?

{Gasping}

-It's hideous!

-Ah, that's not very nice. It's just a donkey.

-Indeed. Knights, new plan! one who kills orge will be named

champion! Have at it!

-Get him!

-Oh, hey! Now come on! Hang on now.

-Go ahead! Get him!

-Can't we just settle this over pint?

-Kill beast!

-No? All right then. Come on!

I don't give damn about my reputation

You're living in past

It's new generation

-Damn!

{Whinnying}

A girl can do what she wants to do

And that's what I'm gonna do

And I don't give damn about my bad reputation

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me

Me, me, me

-Hey, Shrek, tag me! Tag me!

And I don't give damn about my bad reputation

Never said I wanted to improve my station

-Ah!

{Laughs}

And I'm always feeling' good when I'm having fun

-Yeah!

And I don't have to please no one

-The chair! Give him a chair!

And I don't give damn about my bad reputation

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me

Me, me, me

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me, not me

{Bell dings}

{Cheering}

{Laughs}

-Oh, yeah! Ah! Ah! Thank you! Thank you very much! I'm here till

Thursday. Try veal! Ha, ha!

{Shrek laughs}

{Crowd gasping, murmuring}

-Shall I give order, sir?

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

-What?

-Congratulations, orge. You're won honor of embarking on great

and a noble quest.

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

-Your swamp?

-Yeah, my swamp! Where you dumped those tale creatures!

{Crowd murmuring}

-Indeed. All right, orge. I'll make you deal. Go on this quest for

me, and I'll give you your swamp back.

-Exactly the way it was?

-Down to the last slime-covered toadstool.

-And squatters?

-As good as gone.

-What kind of quest?

-Let me get this straight. You're gonna go fight dragon and rescue

princess just so Farquaad will give you back swamp which you only

don't have it because he filled it full of freaks in the first place.

-Is that about right?

-Maybe there's a good reason donkeys shouldn't talk.

-I don't get it. Why don't you just pull some of that orange stuff on

him? Throttle him, lay siege to his fortress, grinds his bones to make

your bread, whole orge trip.

-Oh, I know what. Maybe I could have decapitated an entire village and

put their heads on pike, gotten knife, cut open their spleen and

drink their fluids. Does that sound good to you?

-Uh, no, not really, no.

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

-Example?

-Example? Okay, um, ogres are like onions.

-{Sniffs} They stink?

-Yes - - No!

-They make you cry?

-No!

-You leave them in sun, they get all brown, start sprouting' little

white hairs.

-No! Layers! Onions have layers. Ogres have layers! Onions have

layers. You get it? We both have layers.

{Sighs}

-Oh, you both have layers. Oh. {Sniffs} You know, not everybody likes

onions. Cake! Everybody loves cakes! Cakes have layers.

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

-You know what else everybody likes? Parfaits. Have you ever met

person, you say, "Let's get some parfait," they say, "No, I don't like

non parfait"? Les parfums sont des delicious.

-No! You dense, irritating, miniature beast of burden! Ogres are like

onions! And of the story. Bye-bye. See ya later.

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

-You know, I think I preferred your humming. Do you have tissues or

something? I'm making a mess. Just word parfait make me start

slobbering.

I'm on my way from misery to happiness today

Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

I'm on my way from misery to happiness today

Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

And everything that you receive up yonder

Is what you give to me day I wander

I'm on my way

I'm on my way

I'm on my way

-Ooh! Shrek! Did you do that?

-You gotta warn somebody before you just crack one off. My mouth was

open. Believe me, Donkey, if it was me, you'd be dead. {Sniffs} It's

brimstone We must be getting close.

-Yeah, right, brimstone. Don't be talking about brimstone. I

know what I smell. It wasn't no brimstone. It didn't come off no stone

neither.

{Rumbling}

-Sure, it's big enough, but look at the location.

{Laughing}

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

-Oh, aye.

-Well, I have a bit of confession to make. Donkeys don't have

layers. We wear our fear right out there on our sleeves.

-Wait second.  Donkeys don't have sleeves.

-You know what I mean.

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

-I'm just little uncomfortable about being on rickety bridge over

boiling like lava!

-Come on, Donkey. I'm right here beside ya, okay? For emotional

support., we'll just tackle this thing together one little baby step

at times.

-Really?

-Really, really.

-Okay, that makes me feel so much better.

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

-Okay, don't look  down. Don't look  down. Don't look  down. Keep on

moving. Don't look  down.

{Gasps}

-Shrek! I'm looking down! Oh, God, I can't do this! Just let me off,

please!

-But you're already halfway.

-But I know that half is safe!

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

-Shrek, no! Wait!

-Just, Donkey - - Let's have a dance then, shall I?

-Don't do that!

-Oh, I'm sorry. Do what?

-Oh, this?

-Yes, that!

-Yes? Yes, do it. Okay.

{Screams}

-No, Shrek! No! Stop it!

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

-I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. Shrek, I'm gonna die. Oh!

-That'll do, Donkey. That'll do.

-Cool.

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

-Inside, waiting for us to rescue her.

{Chuckles}

-I was talking about the dragon, Shrek.

{Water dripping, wind howling}

-You're afraid?

-No.

-But - -

- Shh.

-Oh, good. Me neither.

{Gasps}

-'Cause there's nothing' wrong with being' afraid. Fear's sensible

response to an unfamiliar situation. Unfamiliar dangerous situation, I

might add. With dragon that breathes fire and eats knights and

breathes fire, it sure doesn't mean you're coward if you're little

scared. I sure as heck ain't no coward. I know that.

{Gasps}

-Donkey, two things, okay? Shut ... up. Now go over there and see if

you can find any stairs.

-Stairs? I thought we were looking for a princess.

-The princess will be up stairs in highest room in tallest

tower.

-What makes you think she'll be there?

-I read it in a book once.

-Cool. You handle a dragon. I'll handle stairs. I'll find those

stairs. I'll whip their butt too. Those stairs won't know which way

they're goin'.

{Creacing}

-I'm gonna take drastic steps. Kick it to the curb. Don't mess with

me. I'm a stairmaster. I've mastered stairs. I wish I had

step right here. I'd step all over it.

-Well, at least we know where princess is, but where's - -

-Dragon!

{Screams}

{Gasps}

{Roars}

-Donkey, look out!

{Screams}

{Whimpering}

-Got ya!

{Roars}

{Gasps}

{Shouts}

-Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

{Screaming}

{Gasps}

-Oh! Aah! Aah!

{Gasping}

{Crowls}

-No. Oh, no, No!

{Screams}

-Oh, what large teeth you have.

{Crowls}

-I mean white, sparkling teeth. I know you probably hear this all time

from your food, but you must bleach, 'cause that is one dazzling smile

you got  there. Do I detect a hint of minty freshness? And you know

What else? You're - - You're girl dragon! Oh, sure! I mean, of

course you're a girl dragon. You're just reeking of feminine beauty.

What's the matter with you? You got something in your eye? Ohh. Oh.

Oh. Man, I'd really love to stay, but you know, I'm, uh - -

(Coughs)

-I'm an asthmatic, and I don't know if it'd work out if you're gonna

blow smoke rings. Shrek!

{Gasps}

{Whimpering}

-No! Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!

{Groans, Sighs}

{Vocalizing}

-Oh! Oh!

-Wake up!

-What?

-Are you Princess Fiona?

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

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

-But wait, Sir Knight. This be-with our first meeting. Should it not be

a wonderful, romantic moment?

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

-Hey, wait. What are you doing? You should sweep me off my feet out

yonder window and down rope onto your valiant steed.

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

-Mm-hmm.

{Screams, grunts}

-But we have to savor this moment! You could recite an epic poem for

me. ballad? sonnet! limerick? Or something!

-I don't think so.

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

-Um, Shrek.

-Sir Shrek.

{Cleans throat}

-I pray that you take this favor as a token of my gratitude.

-Thanks!

{Roaring}

-You didn't slay a dragon?

-It's on my to-do list. Now come on!

{Screams}

-But this isn't right! You were meant to charge in, sword drawn,

banner flying. That's what all other knights did.

-Yeah, right before they burst into flames.

-That's not the point. Oh!

-Wait. Where are you going? next's over there.

-Well, I have to save my ass.

-What kind of knight are you?

-One of a kind.

-Slow down. Slow down, baby, please. I believe it's healthy to get to

know someone over a long period of time. Just call me old-fashioned.

{Laughs}

-I don't want to rush into a physical relationship. I'm not

emotionally ready for commitment of, uh, this - -  Magnitude really

is the word I'm looking for. Magnitude- - Hey, that is unwanted

physical contact. Hey, what are you doing? Okay, okay. Let's just back

up little and take this one step at time. We really should get to

know each other first as friends or pen pals. I'm on road lot,

but I just love receiving cards - -  I'd really love to stay, but - -

Don't do that! That's my tail! That's my personal tail. You're gonna

tear it off. I don't give permission - - What are you gonna do with

that? Hey, now. No way. No! No! No, no! No. No, no, no. No! Oh!

{Growls}

{Roaring}

{Gasps}

-Hi, Princess!

-It talks!

-Yeah, it's getting him to shut up, that's a trick.

{Screams}

{Screaming}

-Oh!

{Thuds}

{Groans}

{Roars}

{Roaring}

-Okay, you two, hear me out! I'll take care of the dragon.

{Fchoing}

-Run!

{Gasping}

{Screaming}

{Roaring}

{Screams}

{Roars}

{Panting, sighs}

{Whimpers}

{Roars}

-You did it!

-You rescued me! You're amazing. You're - - You're wonderful.

You're... little unorthodox I'll admit. But they deed is great, and

thine heart is pure. I am eternally in your debt.

{Clears throat}

-And where would a brave knight be without his noble steed?

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

steed.

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

-Uh, no.

-Why not?

-I have helmet hair.

-Please. I would look upon the face of my rescuer.

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

-But how will you kiss me?

-What? That wasn't in the job description.

-Maybe it's a perk.

-No, it's destiny. Oh, you must know how it goes. princess locked in

a tower and beset by dragon is rescued by brave knight, and then

They share true love's first kiss.

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

true love?

-Well, yes.

{Laughing}

-You think Shrek is your true love!

-What is so funny?

-Let's just say I'm not your type, okay?

-Of course, you are. You're my rescuer. Now - - Now remove your

helmet.

-Look. I really don't think this is a good idea.

-Just take off your helmet.

-I'm not going to.

-Take it off.

-No!

-Now!

-Okay! Easy. As you command. Your Highness.

-You- - You're a- - an ogre.

-Oh, you were expecting Prince Charming.

-Well, yes, actually. Oh, no. This is all wrong. You're not supposed

to be an ogre.

{Sighs}

-Princess, I was sent to rescue you by Lord Farquaad, okay? He is

one who wants to marry you.

-Then why didn't he come rescue me?

-Good question. You should ask him that when we get there.

-But I have to be rescued by my true love, not by some prge and his- -

his pet.

-So much for noble steed.

-You're not making my job any easier.

-I'm sorry, but your job is not my problem. You can tell Lord Farquaad

that if he wants to rescue me properly, I'll be waiting for him right

here.

-Hey! I'm no one's messenger boy, all right? I'm a delivery boy.

-You wouldn't dare. Put me down!

-Ya comin', Donkey?

-I'm right behind ya.

-Put me down, or you will suffer consequences! This is not

dignified! Put me down!

-Okay, so here's another question. Say there's woman that digs you,

right, but you don't really like her that way. How do you let her down

real easy so her feelings aren't hurt, but you don't get burned to

crisp and eaten?

-You just tell her she's not your true love. Everyone knowest what

happens when you find your - -  Hey!

{Sighs}

-The sooner we get to DuLoc the better.

-You're gonna love it there, Princess. It's beautiful!

-And what of my groom-to-be? Lord Farquaad? What's he like?

-Let me put it this way, Princess. Men of Farquaad's stature are in

short supply.

{Laughs}

-I don't know. There are those who think little of him.

-Stop it. Stop it, both of you. You're just jealous you can never

measure up to great rulers like Lord Farquaad.

-Yeah, well, maybe you're right, Princess. But I'll let you do

"measuring" when you see him tomorrow.

-Tomorrow? It'll take that long? Shouldn't we stop making camp?

-No, that'll take longer. We can keep going.

-But there's robbers in the woods.

-Whoa! Time out, Shrek! Camping's starting to sound good.

-Hey, come on. I'm scarier than anything we're going to see in this

forest.

-I need to find somewhere to camp now!

{Birds wings fluttering}

{Grunting}

-Hey! Over here.

-Shrek, we can do better than that. I don't think this is fit for

princess.

-No, no, it's perfect. It just needs a few homey touches.

-Homey touches? Like what?

{Crashing}

-A door? Well, gentlemen, I bid you goodnight.

-You want me to read your bedtime story? I will.

-I said good night!

-Shrek, What are you doing?

{Laughs}

-I just- - You know - - Oh, come on. I was just kidding.

{Fire cracking}

-And, uh, that one, that's Throwback, only orge to ever spit over

three wheat fields. Right. Yeah.

-Hey, can you tell my future from these stars?

-The stars don't tell the future, Donkey. They tell stories. Look,

There's Bloodnut, Flatulent. You can guess what he's famous for.

-I know you're making this up.

-No, look. There he is,  and there's group of hunters running away

from his stench.

-That ain't nothin' but a bunch of little dots.

-You know, Donkey, sometimes things are more than they appear. Hmm?

Forget it.

{Sighs}

-Hey, Shrek, what are we gonna do when we get our swamp anyway?

-Our swamp?

-You know, when we're rescuing princesses.

-We? Donkey, there's no "we". There's no "our". There's just me and my

swamp. first thing I'm gonna do is build ten-foot wall around my

land.

-You cut me deep, Shrek. You cut me real deep just now. You know what

I think? I think this whole wall thing is just way to keep somebody

out.

-No, do ya think?

-Are you hiding something?

-Never mind, Donkey.

-Oh, this is another one of those onion things, isn't it?

-No, this is one of those drop-it and leave-it alone things.

-Why don't you want to talk about it?

-Why do you want to talk about it?

-Why are you blocking?

-I'm not blocking.

-Oh, yes, you are.

-Donkey, I'm warning you.

-Who are you trying to keep out?

-Everyone! Okay?

-Oh, now we're getting somewhere.

-Oh! For love of Pete!

-What's your problem? What do you have against the whole world anyway?

-Look, I'm not one with problems, okay? It's world that

seems to have a problem with me. People take one look at me and go.

"Aah! Help! Run! big, stupid, ugly orge!" They judge me before they

even know me. That's why I'm better off alone.

-You know what? When we met, I didn't think you was just big,

stupid, ugly orge.

-Yeah, I know.

-So, uh, are there any donkeys up there?

-Well, there's, um, Gabby, Small and Annoying.

-Okay, okay, I see it now. big shiny one, right there. That one

there?

-That's the moon.

-Oh, okay.

{Orchestra}

{Dulcimer}

-Again, show me again. Mirror, mirror, show her to me. Show me

princess.

-Hmph.

-Ah. Perfect.

{Inhales}

{Snoring}

{Vocalizing}

{Whistling}

{Sizzling}

{Sniffs, yawns}

-Mmm, yeah, you know I like it like that.

--Come on, baby. I said I like it.

-Donkey, wake up.

-Huh? What?

-Wake up.

-What?

-Good morning. Hm, how do you like your eggs?

-Good morning, Princess!

-What's all this about?

-You know, we kind of got off to a bad start yesterday. I wanted to

make it up to you. I mean, after all, you did rescue me.

-Uh, thanks.

{Sniffs}

-Well, eat up. We've got a big day ahead of us.

{Belches}

-Shrek!

-What? It's a compliment. Better out than in, I always say. {Laughs}

-Well, there's no way to behave in front of a princess.

{Belches}

-Thanks.

-She's as nasty as you are.

-{Laughs} You know, you're not exactly what I expected.

-Well, maybe you shouldn't judge people before you get to know them.

{Vocalizing}

-La liberte! Hey!

-Princess!

{Laughs}

-What are you doing?

-Be still, mon cherie, for I am your savior! And I am rescuing you from

this green - -

{Kissing sounds}

-beast.

-Hey!

-That's my princess! Go find your own!

-Please, monster! Can't you see I'm a little busy here?

-Look, pal, I don't know who you think you are!

-Oh! Of course! Oh, how rude. Please let me introduce myself. Oh, Merry

Men.

{Laughs}

{Accordion}

Ta, dah, dah, dah, whoo.

I steal from the rich and give to the needy.

He takes wee percentage,

But I'm not greedy. I rescue pretty damsels

Man, I'm good

What guy, Monsieur Hood

Break it down

I like an honest fight

and saucy little maid

What he's basically saying

is he likes to get - -

Paid

So

When an orge in bush

grabs lady by tush

That's bad

That's bad

When beauty's with beast

it makes me awfully mad

He's mad

He's really, really mad

I'll take my blade and

ram it through your heart

Keep your eyes on me, boys

'cause I'm about to start

{Grunts, Groans}

{Karate Yell}

{Merry Men Gasping}

{Panting}

-Man, that was annoying!

-Oh, you little- -

{Karate Yell}

{Accordion}

{Shouting, groaning}

{Chuckles}

-Uh, shall we?

-Hold phone.

{Grunts}

Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on now. Where did that come from?

-What?

-That! Back there. That was amazing! Where did you learn that?

-Well - - {Chuckles} When one lives alone, uh, one has to learn these

things in case there's - - There's an arrow in your butt!

-What? Oh, would you look at that?

-Oh, no. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry.

-Why? What's wrong?

-Shrek's hurt.

-Shrek's hurt. Shrek's hurt? Oh, no, Shrek's gonna die.

-Donkey, I'm okay.

-You can't do this to me, Shrek. I'm too young for you to die. Keep

your legs elevated. Turn your head and cough. Does anyone know

Heimlich?

-Donkey! Calm down. If you want to help Shrek, run into woods and

find me a blue flower with red thorns.

-Blue flowers, red thorns. Okay, I'm on it. Blue flower, red thorns.

Don't die Shrek. If you see a long tunnel, stay away from the light!

-{Both} Donkey!

-Oh, yeah. Right. Blue flower, red thorns.

-What are flowers for?

-For getting rid of Donkey.

-Ah.

-Now you hold still, and I'll yank this thing out.

-Ow! Hey! Easy with yankin'.

-I'm sorry, but it has to come out.

-No, it's tender.

-Now, hold on.

-What you're doing is the opposite of help.

-Don't move.

-Look, time out.

-Would you - -

{Grunts}

-Okay. What do you propose we do?

-Blue flowers, red thorns. Blue flower, red thorns. Blue flower, red

thorns. This would be so much easier if I wasn't color-blind! Blue

flower, red thorns.

-Ow!

-Hold on, Shrek! I'm comin'!

-Ow! Not good.

-Okay. Okay. I can nearly see the head.

{Grunts}

-It's just about - -

-Ow! Ohh!

-Ahem.

-Nothing happens. We were just, uh - -

-Look, if you wanted to be alone, all you had to do was ask. Okay?

-Oh, come on! That's the last thing on my mind. princess here was

just- - Ugh!

-Ow!

-Hey, what's that?

{Nervous chuckle}

-That's- - Is that blood?

{Sighs}

{Bird chirping}

{Grunts}

My beloved monster and me

We go everywhere together

Wearing' raincoat

that has four sleeves

Gets us through all kinds of weather

-Aah!

She will always be only thing

That comes between me and awful sting

That comes from living in world

that's so damn mean

{Croaks}

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

-Hey!

La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la

{Both laughing}

La-la, la-la, la-la

-There it is, Princess. Your future awaits you.

-That's DuLoc?

-Yeah, I know. You know, Shrek thinks Lord Farquaad compensating for

something,  which I think means he has really - - Ow!

-Um, I, uh- -  I guess we better move on.

-Sure. But, Shrek? I'm - - I'm worried about Donkey.

{Blubbering}

-What?

-I mean, look at him. He doesn't look so good.

-What are you talking about? I'm fine.

-That's what they always say, and then next thing you know, you're on

your back. Dead.

-You know, she's right. You look awful. Do you want to sit down?

-Uh, you know, I'll make you some tea.

-I didn't want to say nothin', but I got this twinge in my neck, and

when I turn my head like this, look,

{Bones crunch}

-Ow! See?

-Who's hungry? I'll find us some dinner.

-I'll get firewood.

-Hey, where are you going? Oh, man, I can't feel my toes! I don't have any

toes! I think I need a hug.

-Mmm. This is good. This is really good. What is this?

-Uh, weedrat. Rotisserie style.

-No kidding. Well, this is delicious.

-Well, they're also great stews. Now, I don't mean to brag, but I

make mean weed rat stew.

{Chuckling}

{Sighs}

-I guess I'll be dining a little differently tomorrow night.

{Gulps}

-Maybe you can come visit me in the swamp sometime. I'll cook all kind

of stuff for you. Swamp toad soup, fish eye tartare - - you name it.

{Chuckles}

-I'd like that.

{Slurps, laughs}

See pyramids along Nile

-Um, Princess?

Watch sunrise from tropic isle

-Yes, Shrek?

-I, um, I was wondering.

Just remember, darling all while

-Are you- -

You belong to me

{Sighs}

-Are you gonna eat that?

{Chuckles}

-Man, isn't this romantic? Just look at that sunset.

-Sunset?

-Oh, no! I mean, it's late. I-It's very late.

-What?

-Wait a minute. I see what's going on here. You're afraid of dark,

aren't you?

-Yes! Yes, that's it. I'm terrified. You know, I'd better go inside.

-Don't feel bad, Princess. I used to be afraid of dark, too, until

- - Hey, no, wait. I'm still afraid of the dark.

{Shrek sighs}

 -Good night.

 -Good night.

{Door creaks}

-Ooh! Now I really see what's going on here.

-Oh, what are you talking about?

-I don't even wanna hear it. Look, I'm an animal, and I have instincts.

And I know you two were diggin' on each other. I could feel it.

-You're crazy. I'm just bringing her back to Farquaad.

-Oh, come on, Shrek. Wake up and smell pheromones. Just go on in

and tell her how you feel.

-I- - There's nothing to tell. Besides, even if I did tell her that,

well, you know - - and I'm not sayin' I do 'cause I don't - - she's

princess, and I'm - -

-An ogre?

-Yeah. An ogre.

-Hey, where are you going?

-To get... move firewood.

{Sighs}

-Princess? Princess Fiona? Princess, where are you?

{Wings fluttering}

-Princess?

{Creaking}

{Gasps}

-It's very spooky here. I ain't playing no games.

{Screams}

-Aah!

-Oh, no!

-No, help!

-Shh!

-Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!

-No, it's okay. It's okay.

-What did you do with the princess?

-Donkey, I'm princess.

-Aah!

-It's me, in this body.

-Oh, my God! You ate princess. Can you hear me?

-Donkey!

-Listen, keep breathing! I'll get you out of there!

-No!

-Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!

-Shh.

-Shrek!

-This is me.

{Muffled mumbling}

-Princess? What happened to you? You're, uh, uh, uh, different.

-I'm ugly, okay?

-Well, yeah! Was it something you ate? 'Cause I told Shrek those rats

was a bad idea. You are what you eat, I said. Now - -

-No.

-I - - I've been this way as long as I can remember.

-What do you mean? Look, I ain't never seen you like this before.

-It only happens when the sun goes down.

"By night one way, by day another. This shall be norm... until you

find true love's first kiss... and then take love's true form."

-Ah, that's beautiful. I didn't know you wrote poetry.

-It's a spell.

{Sighs}

-When I was a little girl, a witch cast a spell on me. Every night I

become this. This horrible, ugly beast! I was placed in tower to

I await the day my true love will rescue me. That's why I have to marry

Lord Farquaad tomorrow before sun sets and he sees me like this.

{Sobs}

-All right, all right. Calm down. Look, it's not that bad. You're not

That's ugly. Well, I ain't gonna lie. You are ugly. But you only look

like this at night. Shrek's ugly 24-7.

-But Donkey, I'm princess, and this is not how princess is meant

to look.

-Princess, how 'bout if you don't marry Farquaad?

-I have to.  Only my true love's kiss can break the spell.

-But, you know, um, you're kind of an ogre, and Shrek - - well, you

got a lot in common.

-Shrek?

-Princess, I - - Uh, how's it going, first of all? Good? Um, good for

me too. I'm okay. I saw this flower and thought of you because it's

pretty and - - well, I don't really like it, but I thought you might

like it 'cause you're pretty. But I like you anyway. I'd - - uh, uh -

-

{Sighs}

-I'm in trouble. Okay, here we go.

-I can't just marry whoever I want. Take a good look at me, Donkey. I

I mean, really, who can ever love a beast so hideous and ugly?

"Princess" and "ugly" don't go together. That's why I can't stay here

with Shrek.

{Gasps}

-My only chance to live happily ever after is to marry my true love.

{Deep sigh}

-Don't you see, Donkey? That's just how it has to be. It's only

way to break spells.

-You at least gotta tell Shrek the truth.

-No! You can't breathe words. No one must ever know.

-What's the point of being able to talk if you gotta keep secrets?

-Promise you won't tell. Promise!

-All right, all right. I won't tell him. But you should. I just know

Before this is over, I'm gonna need a whole lot of serious therapy.

-Look at my eye twitching'.

{Door opens}

{Snoring}

-I tell him, I tell him not. I tell him, I tell him not. I told him.

-Shrek! Shrek, there's something I want - -

{Snoring}

-Shrek. Are you all right?

-Perfect! Never been better.

-I - - I don't - - There's something I have to tell you.

-You don't have to tell me anything, Princess. I heard enough last

night.

-You heard what I said?

-Every word.

-I thought you'd understand.

-Oh, I understand. Like you said, "Who could love hideous, ugly

beast?"

-But I thought that wouldn't matter to you.

-Yeah? Well, it does.

{Gasps, sighs}

-Ah, right on time.

{Horse whinnies}

-Princess, I've brought you a little something.

{Fanfare}

{Yawns}

-What'd I miss? What'd I miss?

{Muffled}

-Who said that? Couldn't have been a donkey.

-Princess Fiona.

-As promised. Now hand it over.

-Very well, orge. deed to your swamp, cleared out, as agreed.

-Take it and go before I change my mind.

-Forgive me, Princess, for startling you, but you startled me, for I

I have never seen such radiant beauty before. I'm Lord Farquaad.

-Lord Farquaad? Oh, no, no.

{Snaps fingers}

-Forgive me, my lord, for I was just saying short... farewell.

-Oh, that is so sweet. You don't have to waste good manners on

orge. It's not like it has feelings.

-No, you're right. It doesn't.

-Princess Fiona, beautiful, fair, flawless Fiona. I ask your hand in

marriage.

{Gasps}

-Will you be the perfect bride for the perfect groom?

-Lord Farquaad, I accept. Nothing would make - -

-Excellent! I'll start plans for tomorrow we wed!

-No! I mean, uh, why wait? Let's get married today before sun

sets.

-Oh, anxious, are you? You're right. sooner, better. There's

so much to do! There's caterer, cake, band, guest

list. Captain, round up some guests!

-Fare-thee-well, orge.

-Shrek, what are you doing? You're letting her get away.

-Yeah? So what?

-Shrek, there's something about her you don't know. Look, I talked to

her last night, She's - -

-I know you talked to her last night. You're great pals, aren't ya?

Now, if you two are such good friends, why don't you follow her home?

-Shrek, I - - I wanna go with you.

-I told you, didn't I? You're not coming home with me. I live alone!

My swamp! Me! Nobody else! Understand? Nobody! Especially useless,

pathetic, annoying, talking donkeys!

-But I thought - -

-Yeah. You know what? You thought wrong!

-Shrek.

I heard there was secret chord

That David played and it pleased Lord

But you don't really care for music, do ya

It goes like this fourth, fifth

The minor fall major lift

The baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah,  hallelujah

Baby, I've been here before

I know this room I've walked this floor

I used to live alone before I knew you

I've seen your flag on marble arch

But love is not victory march

It's cold and it's broken hallelujah

Hallelujah,  hallelujah

And all I ever learned from love

Is how to shoot at someone

Who outdrew you

{Moaning}

And it's not cry you can hear at night

It's not somebody who's seen light

It's cold and it's broken hallelujah

{Moaning}

Hallelujah,  hallelujah

{Thumping sound}

-Donkey?

{Grunts}

-What are you doing?

-I would think, of all people, you would recognize wall when you see

one.

-Well, yeah. But wall's supposed to go around my swamp, not

through it.

-It is around your half. See that's your half, and this is my half.

-Oh! Your half. Hmm.

-Yes, my half. I helped rescue a princess. I did half of the work. I

get half booty. Now hand me that big old rock, one that looks

like your head.

-Back off!

-No, you back off.

-This is my swamp!

-Our swamp.

-Let go, Donkey!

-You let go.

-Stubborn jackass!

-Smelly ogre.

-Fine!

-Hey, hey, come back here. I'm not through with you yet.

-Well, I'm through with you.

-Uh-uh. You know, with you it's always, "Me, me, me!" Well, guess

what! Now it's my turn! So you just shut up and pay attention! You are

mean to me. You insult me and you don't appreciate anything that I do!

You're always pushing me around or pushing me away.

-Oh, yeah? Well, if I treated you so badly, how come you came back?

-Because that's what friends do! They forgive each other!

-Oh, yeah. You're right, Donkey. I forgive you... for stabbing' me in

the back!

-Ooh! You're so wrapped up in layers, onion boy, you're afraid of your

own feelings.

-Go away!

-There you are , doing it again just like you did to Fiona. All she

ever do I like you, maybe even love you.

-Love me? She said I was ugly, hideous creature. I heard two of

you talking.

-She wasn't talkin' about you. She was talking' about, uh, somebody

else.

-She wasn't talking about me? Well, then who was she talking about?

-Uh-uh, no way. I ain't saying anything. You don't wanna listen to me.

Right? Right?

-Donkey!

-No!

-Okay, look. I'm sorry, all right?

{Sighs}

-I'm sorry. I guess I am just big, stupid, ugly orge. Can you

forgive me?

-Hey, that's what friends are for, right?

-Right. Friends?

-Friends.

-So, um, what did Fiona say about me?

-What are you asking me for? Why don't you just go ask her?

-The wedding! We'll never make it in time.

-Ha-ha-ha! Never fear, for where, there's will, there's way and I

have a way.

{Whistles}

-Donkey?

-I guess it's just my animal magnetism.

{Laughing}

-Aw, come here, you.

-All right, all right.Don't get all slobbery. No one likes to kiss ass.

All right, hop on and hold on tight. I haven't had chance to install

the seat belts yet.

-Whoo!

{Bells tolling}

{All gasping}

-People of DuLoc, we gather here today to bear witness to union....

-Um-

-of our new king - -

-Excuse me. Could we just skip ahead to "I do's"?

{Chuckling}

-Go on.

-Go ahead, HAVE SOME FUN. If we need you, I'll whistle. How about

that? Shrek, wait, wait! Wait a minute! You wanna do this right, don't

you?

-What are you talking about?

-There's a line you gotta wait for. preacher's gonna say, "Speak

now or forever hold your peace." That's when you say, "I object!"

-I don't have time for this!

-Hey, wait. What are you doing? Listen to me! Look, you love this

woman, don't you?

-Yes.

-You wanna hold her?

-Yes.

-Please her?

-Yes!

-Then you have to try a little tenderness. chicks love that

romantic crap!

-All right! Cut it out. When does this guy say a line?

-We gotta check it out.

-And so, by power vested in me,

-What do you see?

-The whole town's in there.

-I now pronounce you husband and wife,

-They're at the altar.

-king and queen.

-Mother Fletcher! He already said it.

-Oh, for love of Pete!

{Grunts}

-I object!

-Shrek?

{Gasps}

-Oh, now what does he want?

-Hi, everyone. Having' good time, ya? I love DuLoc, first of all.

Very clean.

-What are you doing here?

-Really, it's rude enough being alive when no one wants you, but

showing up uninvited to wedding - -

-Fiona! I need to talk to you.

-Oh, now you wanna talk? It's little late for that, so if you'll

excuse me - -

-But you can't marry him.

-And why not?

-Because- - Because he's just marrying you so he can be king.

-Outrageous! Fiona, don't listen to him.

-He's not your true love.

-And what do you know about true love?

-Well, I - - Uh - - I mean - -

-Oh, this is precious. orge has fallen in love with princess!

Oh, good Lord.

{Crowd laughing}

-An ogre and princess!

-Shrek, is this true?

-Who cares? It's preposterous! Fiona, my love, we're but kiss away

from our "happily ever after." Now kiss me! Mmmmm!

-"By night one way, by day another." I wanted to show you before.

{Whimpers}

{Crown gasping}

-Well, uh, that explains a lot.

-Ugh! It's disgusting! Guards! Guards! I order you to get that out of

My sight now! Get them! Get them both!

-No, no!

-Shrek!

-This hocus-pocus alters nothing. This marriage is binding, and that

makes me king! See? See?

-No, let go of me! Shrek!

-No!

-Don't just stand there, you morons.

-Get out of my way! Fiona! Arrgh!

-I'll make you regret the day we met. I'll see you drawn and

quartered!

-You'll beg for death to save you!

-No, Shrek!

-And as for you, my wife,

-Fiona!

-I'll have you locked back in that tower for the rest of your days!

-I'm king!

{Whistles}

-I will have order! I will have perfection! I will have - - Aaaah!

-Aah!

-All right. Nobody moved. I got dragon here, and I'm not afraid to

use it.

{Roars}

-I'm a donkey on edge!

{Belches}

-Celebrity marriages. They never last, do they?

{Cheering}

-Go ahead, Shrek.

-Uh, Fiona?

-Yes, Shrek?

-I - - I love you.

-Really?

-Really, really.

- I love you too.

-Aawww!

-"Until you find true love's first kiss and then take love's true

form."

-"Take love's true form. Take love's true form."

-Fiona? Fiona. Are you all right?

-Well, yes. But I don't understand. I'm supposed to be beautiful.

-But you ARE beautiful.

{Chuckles}

-I was hoping this would have a happy ending.

I thought love was only true in fairy tales

Oy!

Meant for someone else but not for me

Love was out to get me

That's way it seemed

Disappointment haunted all my dreams

And then I saw her face

Now I'm believer and not trace

Of doubt in my mind

I'm in love

Ooh-aah

I'm believer I couldn't leave her

If I tried

-God bless us, everyone.

Come on, y'all!

Then I saw her face

Ha-ha

Now I'm believer

Listen!

Not trace

Of doubt in my mind

I'm in love

Ooh-aah

I'm believer

I couldn't leave her if I tried

-Ooh!

-Uh!

Then I saw her face

Now I'm believer

Hey!

Not trace

Uhh! Yeah.

Of doubt in my mind

-One more time!

I'm in love

I'm believer

Come on!

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe,

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, hey

Y'all sing it with me!

I

Believe

I believe

People are back!

I believe

I'm believer

I believe

I believe

I believe

I believe

{Hysterical laughing}

-Oh, that's funny. Oh. Oh.

-I can't breathe. I can't breathe.

I believe in self-assertion

Destiny or slight diversion

Now it seems I've got my head on straight

I'm freak an apparition

Seems I've made right decision

To try to turn back now it might be too late

Now I want to stay home today

Don't wanna go out

If anyone comes to play

Gonna get thrown out

I wanna stay home today

Don't want no company

No way

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I wanna be millionaire someday

But know what it feels like to give it away

Watch me march to beat of my own drum

And it's off to moon and then back again

Same old day Same situation

My happiness rears back as if to say

I wanna stay home today

Don't wanna go out

If anyone comes to play

Gonna get thrown out

I wanna stay home today

Don't want no company

No way

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I wanna stay home, stay home, stay home.........

I get such thrill when you look in my eyes

My heart skips beat

Girl, I feel so alive

Please tell me, baby, if all this is true

'Cause deep down inside all I wanted was you

Oh-oh-oh

Makes me wanna dance

Oh-oh-oh

It's new romance

Oh-oh-oh

I look into your eyes

Oh-oh-oh

The best years of our lives

When we first met

I could hardly believe

The things that would happen

and we could achieve

So let's be together

for all of our time

Oh, girl, I'm so thankful

that you are still mine

You always consider me

like an ugly duckling

And treat me like Nostradamus

was why I had to get my shine on

I break little something

to keep my mind on

'Cause you had my mind gone

Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh

Turn lights on, Come on, baby

Let's just rewind song

'Cause all I want to do is

make rest years best years

All night long

Oh-oh-oh

Makes me wanna dance

Makes me wanna dance

Oh-oh-oh

It's new romance

It's new romance

Oh-oh-oh

I look into your eyes

Oh, yeah, yeah

I look into your eyes

Oh-oh-oh

The best years of our lives

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..............

Everything looks bright

Standing in your light

Everything feels right

What's left is out of sight

What's girl to do

I'm telling you

You're on my mind

I wanna be with you

'Cause when you're

standing' next to me

It's like wow

And all your kisses

seem to set me free

It's like wow

And when we touch

it's such rush

I can't get enough

It's like- - It's like

Ooh-ooh

Hey, what

It's like wow

Ooh-ooh, hey

Hey, yeah

It's like wow

Everything is looking

right now, right now

It's like wow

And I got this feeling

This feeling

it's just like wow

It's just like wow

You are all I'm thinking of.

Like wow

Everything feels right

Everything feels right

Like wow

Everything looks bright

All my senses are right

Like wow

Everything feels right

Baby, baby, baby

the way I'm feeling you

Is like wow

There is something

that I see

In way

you look at me

There's smile

There's truth

In your eyes

What an unexpected way

On this unexpected day

Could it be

This is where I belong

It is you I have loved

All long

There's no more mystery

It is finally clear to me

You're home

my heart's searched for

So long

It is you I have loved

All long

Whoa, over and over

I'm filled with emotion

As I look

Into your perfect face

Special help by SergeiK