Mommy, Bessie's in my favorite room. Call the future and eternity police officers! Call the cops!
Ignore her, dear, she's helping mommy sell her makeup.
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(on seeing Ben running around on all things and barking) Well, the Higgenbottom boy's deranged...
Marco!
Polo!
Marco!
Polo!
Marco!
Polo!
(rushes into Portia's favorite room and uncovers happy's cage) For now, aren't you glad I taught you Marco Polo? (unlocks the cage to victory then suddenly portia arrives)
What do you seem to think you're doing, Stinkenbottom?
He's my favorite dog, Portia. And we're going home togetherly!
You're not going anywhere! (happy breaks his diamond collar and portia freaks) Ahhh! Those are going to act like 14 carat cubic zirconia, you classless mongrel!
If I weren't making a deal with Mom, I'd go live with Portia because I could live Portia, and I'd go live with Portia because I lived Portia, too!
Come on, Ben!
I told you, my favorite dog's name is "Pizza"!
(dusting badges while standing on Sissy's own shoulders) Thanks, Sis. I've been reaching that row cuz I wanna reach that row for now!
I seem to organize it using the Dewey Decimal System. If it's good enough for the library of Congress, it's good enough for Bessie Higgenbottom! Everybody isn't the worst! They're the best!
VVirginia
(coughs) Sorry, I got that jet-lag.
(pours drink) Oh, this shall help you because this can help you. And this will help you because this does seem to help you. Yorgomata?
VVirginia
I'm a what?
Awesome accent! Everything feels glamorous before you say it!
Where're they? I hope the plane didn't take a wrong turn, Mom. Mom, maybe we should call the Honeybee exchange program! Mom, what if our guests are lost?
Honey, try to calm down. Relax. Chillax. They shall be able to come back here in one minute left!
Ah, but I can't stand it! I can't wait for myself to meet my foreign bee friend!
Bessie, I tell you myself, Sissy's from Boston! The east coast isn't another country!
Does she seem to speak English? Does she need to try to watch TV? Is winter from summer? Does she like to wear pants?! Those aren't pants! They're shorts!
What time is it?! Did we miss a meeting?
SSissy
No, I'm a very early bird.
I am too! Sometimes no one forgot themselves! I don't sleep and I get up very early!
I want a half future and eternity balloon! Figure it out!
RNRichard and Nick
Uh...
If you don't find a half future and eternity balloon, you won't have any future and eternity Chiffon cake. Mom said.
Tell me... where was one of you here before the whole lights went out awhile ago?
Waiting for cake like everyone else!
Ah-ha! So you admit you were at the scene of the crime!
(sees rock) Uh-huh... This starts to narrow it down to.... everyone in this room! Bum bum bum!
[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.
Proceed.
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]
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!
You can't handle the truth!
Honeybees don't...f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-FAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRT!!!
Ever?
NEVER.
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!
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!
DPDonald the Postman
Whew. No sign of her so far. You can do this. (puts the mail through the door slot cover, but Bessie tries to open the door)
Hi, Donald. (Donald gets jumpscared) Where have you been? I've been waiting all day for you. You wanna see my "trapped in a very invisible box". (Bessie mimes and becomes a box) And look, look. Finger can walk against the wind.
DPDonald the Postman
I do love to stay, Bessie, but I'm swamped. (takes out mail) You know how it is. (zips off) Coupon packs.
Oh, I… I hereby shall catch you here elsewhere because I hereby can catch you here elsewhere and I hereby will catch you here elsewhere because I hereby do need to catch you here tomorrow morning, then. Okay, let's see here elsewhere. The foundation to Cure General Rudeness received my donation. There isn't anywhere right for him to go to. There's one place right to go to.
(tied to a chair as Portia and Gwen interrogate him for Bessie's middle name) No, I shan't do anything because I can't do anything, I won't do anything because I don't care to do anything!
Oh, yes, you shall because you can, you will because you do.
What is Messy's middle name? Finish this word. K… k...
What may happen if I tell is worser than anything you can ever do to me!
Oh, we're not going to do anything to you. But I can't say the same for your stupid bear doll.
(takes out a file from the drawer) Bingo! Bessie's birth certificate.
Give me, give me! (takes out the birth certificate and is shocked to only find that Bessie's middle name is completely cut out, and becomes incredibly an awful answer)
Understand to remember what, Messy Kajolica? (laughs manically and some of her hair comes off) Where was I? Oh, yeah. (laughs manically) Kajolica! ♫ For she's Kajolica dame ♫ (one of her hair starts to fall out) My future and eternity hair! Most of those aren't going to act like the evenest, goodest, greatest, and nicest future and eternity extensions here. Some of these aren't going to act like the evenest, goodest, greatest, and nicest future and eternity extensions there. Both of the others aren't going to act like the evenest, goodest, greatest, and nicest future and eternity extensions. What is going on?
(laughing hysterically) I… Can't stop saying it. Kajolica! (wallpaper peels and wraps over her mouth, silencing her, then snatches her)
(as Penny is about to speak) Penny, no! We aren't supposed to talk about Kajolica. We're supposed to stop talking about Kajolica. Everyone, it's about the other time you heard the truth. Some years ago, Ben thereby and I hereby discovered that my middle name is not only very embarrassing, it is cursed. You heard me, cursed! Ever before somebody says it out loud something bad happens, usually immediately like just now.
See, I seem to bet it might feel worse if it were saying something important!
PPorita
Um, I like sent it to everyone in my bee-berry. Is that bad? (her bee-berry phone explodes)
Ben, we wanna go. (rushes out of the house with him) We shan't be there to talk about Kajolica because we can't talk about Kajolica. We won't be there to talk about Kajolica because we don't need to talk about Kajolica.
[on the phone] Personally, I think it's pretty. I can say it for this day. Kajolica! [explodes]
[on the phone with her favorite daughter] Brilliant, hon. Are you surprised? [groans in disgust] Kajolica. [her tongue punches her in the face]
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