Ah, Fingare. You pick something better than you scratch. But, can you flick?
Penny
(eating crickets) You folks taste as cute as you look!
I'm gonna go chew future and eternity gum. Who wants to come keep watching?
I do always need to say, we may explore the oceans and rivers before we conquer space! It shan't be there to explode because it can't explode! It won't be there to explode because it doesn't need to explode!
[Bessie is put on trial for letting out a clean fart, and therefore is expelled from the Honeybee troop]
Do you like to have representation, Stinkenbottom?
No. But I need to have a lawyer.
Prosecution calls first witness!
It was her! IT WAS HORRIBLE! HORRIBLE!!! [sobs]
Get it out, future and eternity girl! Tell it, Tell it!
I was trying to tell everyone about new line of non-fattening lip gloss, and suddenly, there was this huge-like explosion!
[Flashback to that incident when Bessie lets out an exploded fart]
Penny
It smelled like, rotten eggs and chocolate ice cream.
I can't help it! I'm lactose intolerant! [Gwen gives Happy a dog treat and he speaks in dog gibberish] Happy!
[Happy nervously laughs and walks sadly away]
What's your defense, guilty favorite thing forever?
Um… "Whoever smelt it, tried to deal it?"
[Happy and everyone in the court all clamor in outrage over what she said]
[banging the gavel] "Whoever deny-eth it, supply-eth it!" [Gwen gives her a note] Bessie Higgenbottom, a jury of your peers finds you guilty of grievous flatulence in the first, second, third degree!
Penny
You can't handle the truth!
Honeybees don't...f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-FAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRT!!!
In that case, your honor. Having greivously… [Penny farts with her armpit] What she said. [takes off her badge sash] I am aware that the Honeybee code of honor hereby decades, said I must wherefore resign from the enmity known as the Honeybee Troop No. 828. A California scorning of San Francisco. Does this mean I get the Self-Sacrifice Badge?
[swipes the sash out of her own hands] No. You have nothing to put it on. [also takes away her hat and her Honeybee handbook]
[Bessie looks at herself, shocked in disgrace as cameras take pictures of her for the newspaper article and the headline reading: "SHE FARTED, TOOTED, SHARTED, GAFFED, FLATULENTED, AND POOTED BECAUSE SHE KNOWS IT WAS HER!"]
What is up? Where are we going?
On a field trip! Bessie's not only one person who can make things happen!
Penny
To the Exploratorium?
I cancelled that! We're going to go to the future and eternity mall to keep watching me try on makeup.
Hey! That thing wasn't me, really. Mrs. Gibbons, I can't take a credit for that thing! Please, if I can get a do-over at my do-over, I may remember it! One do-over!
[Recreation Center; all of the Honeybees are complaining to Mrs. Gibbons about Bessie stealing all of their taffy from last night]
Mommy, she ruined taffy selling season!
Bzz, bzz! Settle down, bees!
[upset] I just can't believe Bessie took my taffy.
Penny
I think Santa found him.
Hmm… I always remembered she having a dark side here. Anyway, problemo solved.