Original subtitles

[ grunting ]

[ Leaf sneezes ]

[ scream ]

♪

♪ One, two! ♪

♪ Don't call us freaks of nature We're more than sticks and stones ♪

♪ This life has more to offer Than you'll find on your own ♪

♪ You haven't seen us lately We're underestimated ♪

♪ We may look small and delicate No, no, no, no, no! ♪

♪ We are The Mighty Ones ♪

♪ Together we feel so strong ♪

♪ You better get to know us ♪

♪ We are The Mighty Ones! ♪♪

♪

[ Rocksy and Twig buzzing ]

‐ Go, my baby bees! Get pollen for Mama Bee!

[ chuckles ]

‐ Buzz, Buzz!

‐ This is a leaf, bees don't need leaves.

‐ Everyone needs Leaves. ‐ Buzz!

[ chuckles ]

‐ What is this? ‐ I don't know.

‐ Is this pollen? ‐ Yeah?

‐ No? ‐ No.

‐ Do you want this back? ‐ Okay.

‐ Okay, here you go.

Now, gaze upon Mama Bee as I do the hypnotic bee dance

of the Supreme Bee.

‐ Oh.

‐ Flap, flap! Thrust! Scuttle, scuttle, scuttle.

Now, the figure eight.

[ gasp ]

[ screams ]

Ugh! Uh...

I can never land the figure eight.

‐ Yeah, it looks pretty complicated. You're so goo‐goo for bees.

‐ Bees are, like, the coolest thing. I dream of being as important as them.

‐ You are important! You're our Mama Bee.

‐ Not my Mama Bee.

‐ Thanks, but I mean really important. All we're doing is playing games.

But bees? They help pollinate flowers,

and use the pollen to produce a sweet tasting liquid called honey.

‐ Exactly how sweet is this so‐called honey?

‐ Oh! And have you heard of the birds and the bees?

[ someone screams ]

Actually, let's not talk about the birds and the bees.

‐ Can we circle back to the honey? ‐ They make it in the hive.

Like that one.

ROCKSY: Oh, wow, yeah, there it is!

[ Berry sighs ]

BERRY: I wish I could be up there.

But who am I kidding, I'd never make it as a bee.

‐ Oh, come on! You could live as a bee. You know, like, everything about bees!

‐ Yeah. I don't know that much.

[ giggles ]

You think I could really be a bee?

‐ Totally!

‐ Really the only un‐bee thing about you is your look.

‐ Well, I have been working on a little something.

Tada!

♪

‐ Oh, my Gorb! What is this bee doing here?

‐ Uh, get out of here, bee!

‐ Before you go, could I put in an order for some honey?

‐ Oh, come on, guys. It's me! Berry!

‐ Wings, stripe, all the parts are there!

‐ I'm going to do it. I'm going to be important!

I'm off to be a bee! Buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz!

‐ Bye! We love you! ‐ Good luck! Farewell!

‐ Bring back honey!

[ grunts ]

‐ The beehive guard.

[ chuckles ]

‐ Buzz.

‐ Hi. ‐ Hello, fellow bee.

‐ Fellow bee. ‐ You may enter.

[ squeals ]

[ gasps ]

BERRY: It's incredible.

Pollen processing.

Cleaning.

Oh, and here's where they help keep the hive

at 95 degrees at all times!

‐ Hop!

‐ Being a bee is amazing!

[ Berry chuckles ]

[ Twig sighs ]

‐ Guys. I think I'm finally ready to talk about the time I spent in bird jail.

‐ I miss Berry! We should go see Berry!

‐ Time to cornch some honey! ‐ Hooray!

‐ Someday.

[ buzzing ]

‐ Uh! The bee pile.

Hello, fellow bees!

‐ Fellow bee. I haven't seen you before.

New guy!

‐ What?

[ gasps ]

[ Berry chuckles ]

‐ Welcome!

I am Bumbleford and I will be your Bumble Buddy!

‐ That's a pretty sweet scar, Bumbleford.

‐ It was acquired during the Bee War.

I was determined to become the Prime Egg layer.

‐ Whoa! Did you do it?

BEES IN MEMORY: C'mon, let's go! Buzz! Buzz!

Buzz! I been stung! There's too many of them!

No! Retreat! Retreat! Not the larva!

[ bomb blows up ]

‐ I did not.

‐ Well, I still think it's super cool looking.

‐ I usually don't talk about my scar.

But I feel that I can trust you and I am glad that you are here.

Now, let us go make honey.

Welcome to the honey chamber!

‐ Honey chamber?

Uh! Are they barfing nectar into each other's mouths,

where it mixes with enzymes, which make it better for storage?

‐ That's right. And they shall continue barfing

until it reaches the bee closest to the honeycomb.

‐ M‐m‐me? ‐ Mm‐hmm.

[ gasps ]

Your first assignment will be to fill this vessel.

Can you handle it?

‐ Of course I can! Fill me up!

[ barfs ]

[ blender blending ]

‐ Oh, interesting technique.

‐ Barr!

Barf.

‐ Pink honey? We've never seen pink honey before.

This is most irregular.

[ chuckles nervously ]

[ grunt ]

‐ In case we don't make it,

you should know that my time on the inside was...

‐ Farts come from our insides.

‐ Twig, no one wants to hear about your farts.

Enough chit‐chat! Keep climbing!

TWIG: Uh!

‐ Fellow bee. Hello, fellow bee, please enter.

‐ Oh. Well, this place looks pretty welcoming.

‐ You are not welcome. Only Bees! Ugh!

‐ Wha...?

‐ Take this intruder to Bee Jail.

‐ What if they stung Berry?

Who knows how much stinging goes on in there?

We have to save her.

‐ But only bees can go in. ‐ Then we'll become bees.

[ Rocksy grunting ]

Hell‐eh...

Hello.

[ coughs ]

‐ Ow. Don't clench so hard. ‐ Quiet.

Hello, fellow bee.

♪

‐ Fellow bee.

Welcome.

‐ Uh, thank you.

Huh, phew. That was close.

[ gasps ]

[ buzzing ]

This is an evil place.

‐ But it is at pleasant 95 degrees.

‐ Thank you for noticing! Woohoo!

‐ Fellow bees, we gather here today,

to make an example of the bee who made pink honey.

[ gasps ]

‐ Berry! Get out of there!

‐ You have revolutionized our honey making process.

So we hereby appoint you Supreme Bee.

‐ Wow!

‐ Berr! Oh, she's fine.

‐ You may now perform the hypnotic dance of the Supreme Bee,

and take control over all bees in the hive.

‐ It would bee my honor. Uh! Flap, flap!

‐ She's doing it!

[ grunts ]

What grace.

‐ Do the figure eight!

‐ The figure eight.

♪

‐ Wow!

‐ Let's do this.

[ grunts ]

‐ She couldn't do the figure eight! ‐ We were fooled!

‐ She's no Supreme Bee! ‐ Makes me wanna puke!

‐ Sorry, guys. I'll get it next time.

[ Bees gasp ]

‐ Look! She's not a bee at all!

‐ Oh. Not again.

[ Bees grunt ]

[ screams ]

‐ Bumbleford?

‐ Not since the Bee War, have I felt such betrayal.

You cut me deeper than a BeeCossack's saber.

‐ No, Bumbleford!

Man, I can't believe I thought I could be a bee.

I deserve to be locked up here, alone.

BEN: You're not alone.

♪ Ben is here ♪♪

‐ Alone.

‐ Psst. Berry.

‐ And Ben.

‐ Oh, great. More people I can't help.

‐ Ugh! But I can't fit though the bars.

Eh, Twig could fit.

‐ Oh, no. I can't go back in a cage.

Ow! Uh!

‐ Rescue! ‐ Come on, Berry.

‐ Berry! What's wrong? Why isn't she talking?

‐ Jail changes a person. No one should be locked up.

‐ Guys?

‐ We should leave before they find us.

‐ It's no use, bees are hypersensitive to movement.

They already know where we are.

‐ Jail Break?

[ buzzling ]

‐ Ah!

‐ They can't see us up here.

‐ Bees have eyes on the top of their head.

‐ Ah!

‐ Ew. Oh, it's all sticky. ‐ Is this...?

‐ Honey!

[ laughs ]

It's real, it's really real!

‐ They're in the Honey Chamber!

[ panting ]

‐ Ow.

‐ How do we stop them, Berry?

‐ The Supreme Bee Dance is the only way, but I can't help with that.

‐ Then I'll try.

[ vocalizing ]

‐ No, no. It goes like this.

‐ You're both wrong. Here, let me try.

‐ Ah! ‐ Berry! Snap out of it!

‐ What's the point? I'm not important.

‐ You may not be important to them, but you're important to us.

We need our Mama Bee!

‐ Mama Bee?

[ Bees buzzing ]

No one touches my baby bees.

♪

Flap, flap, flap.

Thrust, thrust, thrust!

[ grunts ]

‐ But can she land the figure eight? ‐ The most complicated step.

[ grunts ]

[ sighs ]

‐ That's the figure eight?

‐ Ah!

‐ Ah!

‐ Huh? Oh!

She is indeed the Supreme Bee.

My trust in bees has been restored.

[ sighs ]

[ panting ]

‐ Berry, you did it!

[ chuckles ]

[ buzzing ]

‐ They will do as I command. Don't touch me. Or them.

[ scream ]

Sorry, guys.

I guess I don't need to be a bee to bee important.

[ chuckles ]

‐ We'd be goners if it weren't for Mama Bee!

‐ Yeah, thanks, Mamma Bee. ‐ Show some appreciation, Leaf.

Where's Leaf?

[ screams ]

‐ Ah! I'm under attack! Help! Somebody! Ah!

‐ What's attacking you this time?

‐ Some kinda giant, sticky, transparent, worm thing!

‐ Ugh. Coming.

‐ Help! Help! ‐ Twig, stop fighting it.

‐ I'll try, but how's that gonna...

Oh.

‐ See, bro? Your mind was the prison the whole time.

Man. Why does my lil bro have to be so freaking wimptastic?

Wish I could roll with someone who wasn't so scared of life!

VIBEZ: Whoo! ‐ Huh?

‐ He‐yaw! Tricks! ‐ Wait, is that Vibez?

‐ Embrace life without fear! Boom!

‐ A single finger leaf‐lift?

Oh, that is definitely a signature Vibez move.

‐ And now for the finale... ‐ Sup, Vibez!

‐ Whoa! ‐ Oh. Aw, dangit, Leaf.

Are you okay, Vibez? You really ate it.

‐ Ha‐ha! Aw, yeah! I love pain! Ah, feels so good. Huh?

[ laughing ]

No way, Leaf!

‐ You know it!

‐ Aw, it's been a minute.

‐ Whoa. ‐ Whoa.

‐ Whoa!

‐ Whoa! ‐ Whoa!

‐ Whoa!

‐ Whoa! ‐ Whoa, it's been like forever, Vibez!

Remember all the trouble we used to get up to?

Just doing legendary stunts around the yard?

‐ Oh, it's all coming back to my brain! ‐ Me too.

Oh, look out, nerds! We're living Leaf Lyfe!

‐ Yeah, we're about to drop some nasty stunts up on this place!

‐ Caw!

‐ Leaf Lyfe!

‐ Whoa! Uff!

Aw, should I do it?

‐ Uh, yeah, you should do it!

‐ Huh?

[ roars ]

‐ Whoa! Leaf Lyfe!

[ Vibez chuckles ]

VIBEZ: Yes!

LEAF: Leaf Lyfe!

[ laughing is slow‐motion ]

♪

Yeah! Woohoo!

‐ Leaf Lyfe!

‐ Psh'yeah, or whatever. ‐ Ch'yeah.

‐ Vibez, I think this is the best summer ever.

‐ Yeah, it's not bad.

But I'd say the best summer ever is when we finally take on "The Shredder"!

‐ Uh, The Shredder? Heh.

Are you sure? That just seems, uh, unnecessarily hazardous.

Uh, bro?

‐ Whoa, dude, are you even cool? ‐ What? Yeah!

[ Leaf pants ]

Just look at my pants!

‐ Whoa, those are cool!

‐ Those were cool pants. ‐ Those were cool times.

‐ Gorb, I miss those pants! Why did I stop wearing pants?

‐ So what happened? ‐ To the pants?

Aw, you know, styles change.

There's more of a skinny‐leg aesthetic nowadays.

Plus, my pant guy moved out of the yard,

and you know how hard it is to find a good pant guy.

‐ No, dude. I mean The Shredder.

I waited for you and you never showed up.

You didn't get lame, did you?

‐ Oh, y'know, I just...

I got busy. Like, y'know, stunts, lots of...

pants and, uh, but I'm still, I'm still cool!

‐ Ha‐ha, right on.

Hey, we should get Leaf Lyfe back together.

Go rip this yard up.

‐ Oh, are you serious? I mean...

Yeah, that'd be sick, I guess.

‐ I'll go first. ‐ Wait, what?

‐ I brought us up here while you were reminiscing.

‐ Oh. Yeah, I mean, this is a little extreme to start with, right?

Vibez, wait! What are you‐‐

♪

‐ Huh! Huh‐ha! Whoo! Whoo!

Your turn, Leaf!

‐ Yeah, alright, let's, let's do this!

I think I remember how this is done.

[ grunts ]

[ screams ]

Whoa! Oh, this is fine. Oh!

[ chuckles ]

Nailed that one. Whoa!

[ screams in slow motion ] No!

Whoa, bro!

Oh! Uh! Ow, uh!

‐ Oh, that was so rad! ‐ Oh, it was? Uh, yeah. Yeah, it was.

‐ Nice slice. ‐ Uh, yeah, thanks.

I also approve of this slice in my head.

TWIG: Leaf? Leaf! Is that you?

‐ Oh, no, why now?

‐ Who you talkin' to, Leafy?

[ chuckles ]

[ grunts ]

Hey, cool moves, brotherino!

[ grunts ]

Is that right? Am I doing it right?

‐ No, man, just like, no more sticky worm, okay?

‐ Leaf! What happened to your head? Oh, that looks really bad. Is it painful?

Do you want me to hold your hand while you cry?

VIBEZ: Leafy! Who dat? ‐ Be. Cool!

‐ Hey, stick‐guy, nice moves. I like your style.

[ grunts ]

‐ Really? ‐ For sure, dude.

Yo, listen. I'm Vibez, what's your name?

‐ I'm Twig. I'm Leaf's brother!

‐ Brother?

Leaf, man, how did I not know you had a wood‐bro?

Yeah, we're about to go drop some nasty stunts up on this place!

‐ Caw!

‐ Hello, brother. Mind if I join the fun?

‐ Ugh, Twig! Go home, Twig! ‐ But I wanna play stunts.

‐ Ugh! You don't play stunts! Stunts are life, stunts is everything!

I'm stunts!

Uh, yeah. 'Cause there's a lot you don't know about me.

‐ His real name is Bucky. ‐ Dude!

‐ Bucky? ‐ Yeah, Leaf is just a nickname.

[ chuckles ]

‐ Don't you have somewhere to be, Twig?

Like, crying in your mud puddle or something?

Vibez and I haven't seen each other in forever

so we're gonna go get extreme.

‐ Heh, yeah we are! Twig, why don't you come with us, my dude?

LEAF: My dude? Dude, dude...

‐ Well, actually, yes,

I did have some soft, breathy crying in the mud puddle

scheduled for this afternoon, but...

[ grunts ]

But?

[ grunts ]

But!

[ grunts ]

But I can push it!

‐ Ow! ‐ Let's go!

‐ Twig, please. Don't do anything to embarrass me.

‐ Me? I would never embarrass my darling beloved brother.

Come here, you! Muak!

‐ Ugh! Twig!

‐ Aw, yeah!

[ hawk screeches ]

I'll go first.

Leaf Lyfe!

[ grunting ]

‐ Nice one, Vibez. But I think I can do nicer!

Gonna pull one from the archives!

Leaf Lyfe!

Wait, how'd this move go again? Ugh!

[ chuckles ]

‐ Faceplant. Alright, Twig, let's see what you've got!

‐ Um. Okay.

♪

Leaf!

‐ Twig! ‐ Uh, the sticky worm found me again.

‐ Whoa! Twig! You are the coolest!

LEAF: The coolest? Coolest, coolest...

‐ Uh! Ah! What's next? ‐ Vibez and I were gonna‐‐

‐ What are you feeling, Twig‐man? Jump the fan blades? Squirrel rodeo?

‐ How about we‐‐ ‐ Ride the rain gutters?

Sprinkler jumps?

‐ You know what's cool‐‐ ‐ Bust into a bee hive?

‐ Bees make honey! ‐ We‐‐

‐ Twig! I didn't know information could be so cool!

♪

[ in slow motion ] Wow.

‐ Eh?

‐ Uh. No!

[ groaning ]

Uh! We're doing The Shredder next! Oop.

‐ The Shredder? What's The Shredder?

‐ Aw, Twig, it's only the sickest, gnarliest, most unregulated stunt

in the yard.

‐ Ah, yeah, Leaf Lyfe! Let's roll, Vibez!

‐ Leaf Lyfe! LEAF: Caw!

♪

‐ Aw, yeah. There it is: The Shredder.

‐ Whoa. I forgot how massive it is.

[ chuckles ]

Which, which is fine.

‐ Huh. Weird that I've never seen this thing in the yard

until this very moment.

Uh, this looks kind of dangerous, you guys.

‐ Beware, stunt seeker.

[ coughs ]

The Shredder is unforgiving! And the coolness is very short lived.

‐ What do you mean?

‐ The coolness, man. It's short lived!

‐ Like it's a short, safe stunt. ‐ What? Nah, man!

the thing rips you apart. Look at me!

‐ Why, cause you're in pieces?

‐ You don't have to be rude, man.

You know what? Just forget it.

‐ I'm sorry. I do want to hear the cryptic warning!

‐ It feels dumb now. ‐ You're doing great!

‐ Just, just be careful, okay?

‐ Oh, okay. I will! Thank you, have a nice day!

‐ Yeah, you too, man. Oh.

‐ Huh! Whoa. That's, that's pretty extreme.

♪

‐ Leaf! Don't do this! ‐ I have no choice!

This is the only way to show Vibez I've reclaimed my coolness.

‐ What are you talking about? You are the coolest dude I know.

‐ Yeah, well, that's not saying much, Twig.

‐ Blah, blah, blah. Let's do this! Uh! Uh! Ah!

Uh! Leaf Ly‐‐

‐ Uh.

Well, let's do this.

‐ Leaf, she can't see you! She doesn't even have eyes anymore!

‐ Leaf Lyfe! Uh!

Uh! Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no, no!

Ah!

TWIG: Ah! Hang on, brother.

‐ Oh, Twig! Aw, bro, you got me.

‐ Always. ‐ Okay, pull me up now.

[ grunting ]

‐ Whoa! Just hold on, I can signal for help!

[ imitates trumpet ]

‐ Huh?

‐ The signal!

‐ Wait, what signal is that?

‐ Uh, it kinda sounds like: "Pineapple surprise"?

‐ I dunno, it sounds more like: "Help! The clams are invading!"

‐ Uh! I don't know how much longer I can hold on!

‐ Give me your other hand! You have to hang on!

Help is coming!

‐ I should have listened to you, Twig!

I should have known you were just looking out for me! Oh, no!

I'm slipping!

TWIG: I am not letting you go. Oh, oh, oh, dangit!

‐ No!

‐ Woohoo!

‐ Help's comin' in hot!

[ scream ]

[ Mr. Ladybug grunts ]

‐ You guys heard the signal! Thank you for saving us!

‐ Our pleasure! ‐ Eh, I still wish it was the clams.

‐ We out!

VIBEZ: Wow. ‐ Huh?

‐ I can't believe you wimped out on The Shredder again, Bucky.

Looks like I'll be jammin' with this rad dude instead.

He gets it.

‐ Sup, y'all! ‐ Peace, nerd! Ha‐ha.

‐ Wha...? Nah. No, Vibez! Vibez, I'm still cool! Remember the pants?

Remember the pants! Oh!

‐ I remember those pants.

‐ You do? ‐ Oh, yeah.

Although, they looked very uncomfortable.

‐ Heh. They were. I'm sorry, Twig,

I guess I was searching to rekindle my coolness,

but I got something better now.

‐ Did you get jorts? ‐ Yeah.

Check 'em out,

they're pretty sick, right?

But also, a brother who cares about‐‐

Clams!

[ screaming ]

♪