Original subtitles

[yelling]

♪ I got ya with my winning smile ♪

♪ I'm a living lesson in flair and style ♪

♪ You just can't help but stare at my savoir-faire ♪

♪ I'm Nouveau, Deco, Roman-Greco ♪

♪ Rococo, Barroco ♪

♪ Be-bop, hip-hop, flip-flop ♪

Somebody stop me!

♪ Pretty viridian faces like mine ♪

Don't come a dime a dozen, I stand out of the crowd!

♪ Babe, when they made me Yeah, they broke the mold! ♪

Wholesome and kind, staid and refined. Totally out of my mind!

♪ Arch-villains and ne'er-do-wells ♪

♪ Had better learn to decorate prison cells ♪

Green goes with anything if they ask, see?

♪ Well, there's one last thing I gotta sing about ♪

Open up wide and really shout!

Whoa, look out!

♪ This is the Mask! ♪♪

Smokin'!

Those fools at the university

shall soon see that I, Buzz Stingman,

am the greatest beekeeper in the world.

Kick me out of my laboratory, will they?

Call my experiments bizarre, and dangerous?

Let them eat beeswax!

Once they see how my formula makes bees more controllable,

quadrupling their honey output,

they'll be begging to have me back!

[buzzing]

Wait. This isn't supposed to... Stop!

[screaming]

Oh, keep away. Keep away!

[straining]

[shouting]

[agonized screaming]

Wings?

I've got wings?

I feel so powerful.

Omnipotent.

I am the Stinger.

Bees, come to me.

Bank left.

Right.

Hear me.

I am now the king bee around this hive.

I am ruler of... [pants] Ruler... Oh, oh.

I feel so lightheaded.

I must have food.

[stammering] I crave... honey?

Yes. Honey!

[slurping]

Oh, that's better.

But it's still not enough.

I'll soon need more. More honey.

[video game sounds]

You've seen the rest, but tonight you saw the best.

Keep practicing, boys.

Now, let me see. What's the best way

to top off a slam-bam evening of video pinball?

A good night's sleep, or hassling Kellaway?

Hmm. Heads I snooze, tails I hassle.

Hmm. Neither.

Which can mean only one thing.

Time to rustle me up some more Honey Chews.

[sniffing]

Ooh, baby! That Honey Chews aroma.

I can almost taste them.

One side, coming through. Gotta get me some.

[gasping]

[screams]

The horror!

There's only one Honey Chews left?

Gimme that! It's mine! I saw it first.

[screaming]

[gobbling]

Oh, yes. So good.

Hey, little buddy bee boy. I got a beef with you.

There's no time to waste on him.

I need more honey.

[shouting]

[yipping]

Ooh, must stop candy thief.

That, Doyle, is a shoplifting Mask if I've ever seen one.

Let's nail his green hide.

[Doyle] Gee, Lieutenant, it doesn't look like

he's carrying anything. Maybe he's just out for a jog.

Yeah, right.

And I'm a ballerina wearing a polka-dot tutu.

[gasps]

Oh.

Kellaway.

[dinging]

Aren't you gonna stop at that train crossing, Lieutenant?

It's just another one of the Mask's sick tricks, Doyle.

[laughing]

There aren't any trains around here for miles.

- [horn blowing] - No!

[shouting]

[Kellaway] Not one word, Doyle, you hear me?

Not one word.

So long, boys.

Don't forget to write.

Now, back to the trail of the Honey Chews thief.

Hello.

What have we here? Hmm.

I better keep an eye out for more clues.

Keep an eye out. Get it?

[crickets chirping]

[buzzing]

[yelling]

Storm the gates, my drones.

Buzz onward!

Take no prisoners.

[yelling]

[guard] Hey! No!

Ooh, let me go. Please!

[chuckling] You heard the man.

[screaming]

Now, buzz me inside.

Oh, honey.

Liquid gold.

Sweet nectar of my dreams.

Mounds and mounds of Honey Chews.

And they're all mine.

[laughing maniacally]

[gobbling]

More, more!

I crave more!

No! Say it ain't so.

All the honey. All the candy!

Gone.

♪ Yeah, I'm so blue ♪

♪ Well, I said, I'm so blue ♪

♪ 'Cause I miss my honey Well, I miss my Honey Chew ♪♪

[buzzing]

You are proving to be a colossal nuisance!

Well, thanks for noticing.

It's kind of my shtick.

So, senor, you want to play rough, eh?

Prepare to be skewered.

[grunting]

[panting] Whew.

[laughing]

Ha-ha! You missed me.

[shouting]

[thudding]

[Stinger] Come, my little drones.

He has suffered the bitter sting of defeat.

[slurping]

[gulps] Mmm.

An excellent vintage.

[groans] Must find a new source of honey.

My hunger knows no bounds.

Hey, where you going, bee boy?

[growling]

[sniffing]

Hmm. This was just getting to be fun.

[growling]

[high-pitched screaming]

[roaring]

A big, old, cuddly teddy bear.

I bet he smells the honey that's all over my body.

[grunts]

I'm a human Honey Chew.

[puzzled grunt]

Hold it right there.

You know, it's terribly gauche to wear fur these days.

It simply must go.

[softly growls]

[whimpering]

Hey, hey, hey. Dumber than the average bear.

Yes, this new super enzyme should do the trick,

by putting a little extra zing in their sting.

It'll give my bees the power they need

to help feed my insatiable hunger.

Come to me, my lovelies.

Now go, my little drones,

and carry out my master plan.

[laughing]

[yawning]

Off to another exciting day at work, Milo.

- You be a good boy, now. - [grumbling]

[exclaims]

I didn't see you there, Mrs. Peenman.

[chuckles] Good morning.

Honey.

[gasps] Mrs. Peenman.

Really. Go.

Honey!

[struggling]

We don't have that kind of relationship.

Honey.

That was... weird.

Honey.

And getting weirder by the second.

[buzzing]

[grunts]

[Stanley sighing]

Is this an unbelievably slow day, or what?

Zoom.

Oh, I love the smell of money in the morning.

Really gets the old juices... [shouting]

Man, I know what you mean, Charlie.

This boredom is driving me nuts, too.

Honey.

[shouts]

Oh, not you, too!

What is with everybody today?

I tell you this, Doyle, I'm gonna nail that green freak

if it takes me the rest of my life.

And may that be a good long time, sir.

[shouts]

[tires screeching]

What does he think he's doing?

I won't tolerate jaywalkers, Doyle, no exceptions.

I'm gonna throw the book at him.

Hey, pal, what do you think you're...

- [buzzing] - [shouting]

Hold it right there.

Um, I'm gonna have to ticket you for jaywalking too, Lieutenant.

'Cause, you know, it's like you said,

no exceptions... [shouts]

Honey. Honey.

Honey.

[crowd] Honey.

Honey.

[Stanley sighing] Talk about a wasted day.

Wonder who rolled up the sidewalks around here.

Huh. I don't think I've ever seen it so dead.

Get away from me! [screaming]

Honey.

Wait a minute. I see what's happening.

It's the bees!

[screaming]

[panting]

[Milo barking]

Bees, Milo. They're everywhere!

[gasping]

[shouting]

[banging]

[cracking]

[whimpering]

Hey.

You boys sound like you're hungry.

How 'bout a little of this?

Grandpa Mask's Five Alarm Chili Peppers.

They make you holler, make you shout.

They burn going in and they burn coming out.

No, huh? Well, then, more for me.

Whoo, mama!

That's good eating!

Smokin'!

I need more, drones. I need this hive

fully functional by the end of the day.

I crave more honey!

And the bizarre events continue.

Not only has much of Edge City's populace disappeared,

but now, both the Edge City Car Wax Company

and the Edge City Candleworks have been ransacked.

Stolen wax, eh?

The plot thickens.

And so does my accent, ja?

Let's just see where this waxy build-up leads, ja?

[whistles]

Looks like somebody's been a busy little bee.

[buzzing]

You stuck your nose

in my honey pot one too many times.

Deep six him!

I don't like the sound of that.

[shouts]

[laughing] I'd ask you not to stick around,

but I'm afraid you must.

[struggling]

I'm getting a real sinking feeling here.

[gurgling]

[bubbling]

[slurping]

Ah.

[burps]

We're talking good to the last drop.

My dear drones, how truly fortunate I am,

how honored, that you're building

the world's largest honeycomb just for me.

Now I shall be able to manufacture

all the honey I need to keep my hunger satiated.

And if I need to enslave all of humanity to do it,

well, tough tamales.

Oh, honey, I'm home.

Caramba!

Where did you get all this stuff?

Swat team. Take him out!

Turn him into a drone.

To be or not to be a bee.

That is the question.

The answer, not to be a bee.

For to be is to do, and to do is to be.

On the other hand, as we say in Hoboken, baby...

♪ Doobie doobie doo ♪

Drones, stop him!

[indistinct grunting]

Now here's a festive-looking group.

[grunting]

[Mask] Ow, ooh, stop!

Hey, ow, ow! I'm not that kind of Mask.

Hey, watch that, fresh!

Ow, ooh! Ooh, you got me that time.

Hey, good one, ah!

A little wax attack

ought to wipe that smirk off his face.

[creaking]

[scoffs] You call that wax?

Now this is wax!

[shouting]

Hey, mister.

This rollercoaster have a lot of dips?

[grunting]

Speaking of dips, thou art the dippiest.

I'll get you.

Hey, man.

I heard they were like, having a bee-in around here.

[gasps]

[both shouting]

So hungry.

Need more honey.

Finish the interloper.

[gasping]

I stand to the battle with Sir Buzz-A-Lot's

bountiful brigade of buzzing busybodies.

Hey, what are you doing?

No fair, this suit of armor only seats one.

[grunting]

Now you boys are gonna stay locked in your room

till you can learn to bee-have.

[slurping]

[burps]

And as for you, ain't you got no manners?

Cover your mouth when you... [burps]

You need to be severely disciplined, young feller.

And I am just the fellow to do it.

Yeah, your problem's right here in the posterior

clogging up the whole works here.

What are you... - [gasping] - [ratcheting]

[air expelling]

What is happening to me?

[groaning]

[all grunting]

[indistinct chatter]

I don't know what happened here,

but odds are, you're behind it.

Step right up, Kellaway.

I got a croquet mallet with your name on it.

[screaming]

My tooth!

- [drill whirring] - [woman] I warned you, Mr. Mask.

Maybe now you'll stop eating all those sweets.

Hey. Sonny.

Hmm?

Know where I can get some

[whistling] soup and soft-boiled eggs?

[screaming]

Psych!

Somebody stop me!

[laughs]