Original subtitles

♪ Got a band

that's really cool ♪

♪ Stealing words

from you know who ♪

♪ Playing gigs when we can ♪

♪ Trying to impress our fans ♪

♪ Older sister goes berserk ♪

♪ Her temper is

her biggest quirk ♪

♪ I got a plan

that just might work ♪

♪ Now, we're gonna rock

and we're gonna roll ♪

♪ We are Grojband, whoa! ♪

COREY:

HOW 'BOUT THIS?

(STRUMS A NOTE)

♪ BUTT CRACK NEIGHBOR ♪

♪ SHOULDA BEEN A PLUMBER ♪

♪ INSTEAD HE GOT A GREEN THUMB ♪

♪ SOMETHING SOMETHING... ♪

BUMMER!

CUE PYRO!

(SLURPING,

LAUGHING)

WHAT? NO GOOD?

NO. BUT A TOTALLY

LOWER CASE NO.

SWEARSIES?

CUZ YOU KNOW

I'M CASE SENSITIVE.

SWEARSIES.

CAPS LOCK WAS WAY OFF

ON THAT NO.

SO YOU GUYS LIKED IT THEN?

(ALL WINCING)

AH MAN! WHY DO I STINK

AT WRITING LYRICS?

DON'T LET THE PRESSURE

GET TO YOU, CORE.

BUT THE PRESSURE'S ON!

WE TAKE THE STAGE

AT THE CARNIVAL DERBY

IN AN HOUR.

THE WHOLE TOWN WILL BE THERE...

LISTENING!

COREY:

NO WORRIES.

I'M JUST A FEW LYRICS SHY

OF THE PERFECT TRACK.

THE ONLY THING MISSING IS...

WORDS.

SO DON'T WORRY YOUR PRETTY

LITTLE ROCK AND ROLL FACES.

NOTHING'S GONNA STAND

IN OUR WAY.

DUNH DUNH DNNNHHH...

ALL RIGHT, GAR-BOJ BAND,

HERE'S THE TALL

AND SKINNY TRINACCINO:

IF DAD'S MAKING ME DROP

YOU TWERZYTWERPS

AT THE CARNIVAL

IN MY CAR,

THEN IT'S LIKE TOTALLY

MY RULES.

THAT MEANS...

NO SINGING, NO NERDING,

NO SHAVING,

AND LIKE NO FARTING.

(FARTS)

YUCK!

MINA! HERE! NOW!

ALREADY HERE!

AND...

OH. RIGHT!

I LOVE YOUR HAIR,

TRINA.

AWW. THANKS MINS.

KATE AND ALLIE:

(SCREAMING) GROJBAND!

(TIRES SCREECH,

GARBAGE CANS CLUNK)

ALLIE:

OH MY GOSH! WE TOTALLY ALMOST

GOT RUN OVER BY GROJBAND!

KATE:

LIKE I KNOW, RIGHT?

KATE AND ALLIE:

EEEEEEE!

(TIRES SCREECH,

CAR HONKS AND CRASHES)

IT'S CALLED A LANE, LOSER.

PICK ONE!

SO IF WE MAKE IT

THERE ALIVE,

WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO

FOR LYRICS?

COREY?

TRINA'S ALWAYS GOT SOMETHING

JUICY IN HER DIARY

JUST RIPE FOR THE PLUCKING.

IT'S GONNA BE EASY PEASY

LEMON SQUEESY.

GREAT. NOW I WANT LYRICS

AND LEMONADE.

SO LIKE HOW MUCH DO YOU THINK

NICK MALLORY LIKES ME

OUT OF 10?

TEN FOR SURE.

OKAY, DON'T BLOW SMOKE,

MINA.

MINA:

OH. SORRY. 8.6?

TRINA:

EIGHT POINT SIX?!

WHAT AM I, A SEWER RAT?

KON, YOU DISTRACT TRINA

WHILE I GRAB LYRICS

FROM HER DIARY.

WITH PLEAZZURE!

SO, UH, TRINA,

DID COREY MENTION THAT

I AM A VOLUNTEER FIREMAN?

IN A VIDEO GAME

THAT I AM PLAYING CURRENTLY?

EW!

IT'S TALKING AT ME!

MINA:

UH, I THINK WE'RE SUPPOSED

TO STOP,

DROP AND ROLL OR SOMETHING?

TRINA:

THAT'S WHEN YOU'RE DROWNING,

DUH!

USED IT.

TRYING TO FORGET IT.

DIARRHEA IN CLASS...

HMM, WE'VE USED EVERYTHING

IN HERE.

CORE!

WE NEED THOSE LYRICS NOW!

WELL, WE'LL JUST HAVE TO GET

TRINA TO "UPDATE" HER DIARY.

(GASPS)

HEY, TRINA, ISN'T THAT

HUNKY NICK MALLORY?

TRINA:

NICK MALLORY'S LIKE

SUCH A BABE!

HE'S SO NOT WEAK AND JUNK.

(TEETH SHATTER)

AND HE SMELLS SO GOOD

AND STUFF.

AND HIS EYES ARE AS BLUE

AS SAPPHIRE EARRINGS.

EVERYONE DOWN!

I SAID EVERYONE!

HEY,

HUNKY NICK MALLORY!

WHOA, WHOA, WHOA,

TRINA RIFFIN.

YOU GOIN' TO THE CARNIVAL?

WHY WOULD ANYONE CHOOSE TO-

NICK MALLORY

LOVES CARNIVALS.

ME TOO! YES!

WE'RE GOING.

WE AS IN ME.

ME AM GOING.

MINA:

WE ARE? OOF!

NICE. NICK MALLORY

LOVES CARNIVALS.

AT LAST! I'M TOTE'S

GONNA GET MY FIRST DATE

WITH HUNKY NICK MALLORY!

DON'T FORGET YOUR PURSE!

♪ Wicked cool transition ♪

ONE, PLEASE.

TRINA: (SINGSONGY)

MAKE THAT THREE!

THANKS, T.

NICK MALLORY WILL SAVE

THE OTHER TWO FOR LATER.

OKAY, GUYS.

OPERATION: MAKE TRINA LOOK DUMB

IN FRONT OF HUNKY NICK MALLORY

SO SHE WRITES IN HER DIARY,

SO WE CAN STEAL HER WORDS

AND TURN THEM INTO WICKED LYRICS

IS NOW IN (INHALES)

PLAY.

(SARCASTIC)

CATCHY TITLE.

COREY:

KIN AND KON!

ARE YOU UP

TO THE TASK?

PFFFFFFT!

NOT A PROBLEM.

(ROBOT VOICE)

KIN AND KON NOW ENTERING

ANNOYING MODE.

KON:

(MAKES ROBOTIC BLEEPS)

BOTH:

OH! BALLOOOOOOOOOOONS!

TRANSFORMATION COMPLETE.

♪ Balloons and transformers,

yeah! ♪

I'VE GOT THEM

IN MY SIGHTS.

AH YES, I'VE GOT THEM

IN MY SIGHTS.

COREY:

OKAY, GUYS,

OUR GROJBAND UNITY CHANT!

ONE, TWO, THREE!

ALL:

GO TEAM! GO GET 'EM!

GO GROJBAND! DREAMS ARE WEIRD!

♪ Dreams are really weird ♪

ONE DIARY UPDATE,

COMING UP.

(SHRILL SCREAMING)

(TRINA VOMITS)

NICK MALLORY KNOWS SOMEONE

WHO COULD USE A MINT.

YOU.

(ANGRY GROAN)

LANEY:

SHE'S GONNA LOSE IT.

UH, DO YOU WANT A-

ACH!

WELL, SHE ALMOST LOST IT.

HMM. GUESS WE'RE GONNA

HAVE TO RAISE THE BAR.

THIS IS ROCK GOD

FOR MUSIC MAN.

COME IN, MUSIC MAN.

KON:

GO FOR ROCK GOD.

NO, KON.

I'M ROCK GOD.

YOU'RE THE MUSIC MAN.

UH, NEGATIVE.

I'M ROCK GOD. OVER.

NO... I- FORGET IT.

ARE YOU READY TO INITIATE

PLAN B? OVER.

INITIATING PLAN B.

KIN AND KON:

ROCK GOD, OVER!

TRINA

IT MUST BE LONELY UP

IN THE FRONT SEAT THERE.

NICK:

IT'S GOOD.

TRINA:

DO YOU WANT ME

TO COME UP?

NICK:

NICK'S GOOD.

(SHRILL SCREAM)

GET READY, GUYS.

NICK:

I DIDN'T KNOW

YOU HAD A BEARD.

TRINA:

UM... YES, I DO...

HAVE A VERY FEMININE

PINK BEARD.

WEIRD BEARD.

YOU WANT

I SHOULD?

(CLIPPERS WHIR)

I DON'T BELIEVE IT?

WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO,

CORE?

SHOW'S GONNA START

ANY MINUTE NOW...

WE HAVE LOADS OF TIME!

ANNOUNCER:

COMING UP IN VERY LITTLE TIME,

GROJBAND WILL PERFORM

A BRAND NEW,

TOTALLY AWESOME SONG

WITH TOTALLY NEW,

UN-STOLEN LYRICS

THAT YOU SHOULD LISTEN

TO VERY CLOSELY!

(LAUGHS SHEEPISHLY)

CORE!

THIS IS A TOTAL WRECK!

HMM. WRECK, EH?

YOU WANT A WRECK?

I'LL GIVE YOU A WRECK!

(MIC SQUEAKS)

(FIZZLES)

THERE'S ONLY ONE THING

TRINA LOVES

AS MUCH AS NICK MALLORY.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

GET YOUR MOTOR RUNNING

FOR PEACEVILLE'S FIRST EVER

SMASH-UP DERBY.

FEATURING A VERY SPECIAL

LAST MINUTE ENTRY

FROM TRINA RIFFIN!

(SPRAY CAN HISSES)

TRINA:

(GASPS) PINKTASTICK!

GRRRRRRRR.

MINA: WHA-OH!

IT'S DIARY TIME FOR SURE!

HEY! HEY, TRINA.

YOU'RE IN THE DERBY TOO?

WHAT? YEAH.

I LOVE TERBYS.

DERBYS.

UH-HUH.

LET'S GO SMASH OUR CARS

INTO EACH OTHER

AND RUIN THEM 'CAUSE IT'S FUN

AND MAKES SENSE.

NICK SAYS YES.

WOW. YOUR SISTER'S TOTALLY

FREAK-PROOF TODAY.

IT'S LIKE SHE GIVING US

NO OTHER CHOICE.

KIN AND KON:

LET'S GET SMASHY.

(ENGINES ROAR)

COREY:

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

LET'S. WRECK. STUFF!

(CROWD GOES WILD)

NO!

AND A SPECIAL BONUS TO ANYONE

WHO TAKES OUT CAR NUMBER FOUR!

CROWD:

YAY!

BOO!

(STARTER PISTOL FIRES)

(ENGINES ROAR)

COREY:

WHO'S GONNA TAKE OUT

CAR NUMBER FOUR?

NOT THOSE GUYS!

(LOVESICK MOAN)

(EXPLOSIONS)

(ENGINE ROARS)

TRINA:

WE'RE COMPLETELY

NOT LOSING TOGETHER, NICK!

DRIVER:

(SMASH) I'M OKAY!

(CROWD CHEERS)

WHAT A GREAT FIRST DATE.

IT'S LIKE SO ROMANTIC

AND THINGS.

COREY:

WE'RE DOWN TO TWO CARS.

WHO WILL WIN THE FINAL -

DEATH - ROUND?!

FINAL DEATH ROUND?!

NICK?!

NICK MALLORY'S GOT

A RACE TO WIN.

CATCH YOU ON THE FLIP-FLOP.

(MUD SPLATTERS)

(SHRILL SCREAM)

(WIND WHISTLES)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

WE HAVE LIFT OFF!

(ANGRY GROWL)

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYS)

(PEN RASPS)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

(FLAMES WHOOSH)

(FLAME HISSES)

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

IT'S SHOWTIME!

(KON COUNTS IN,

THE BAND STARTS PLAYING)

♪ Tire tracks!

(tire tracks) ♪

♪ You drove them straight

through my heart ♪

♪ In your hot, hot,

Hot hurt cart ♪

♪ That's what I'm calling

your car now ♪

♪ Sideswiped

(sideswiped) ♪

♪ I just wanted

some time to chill ♪

♪ But you sprayed mud

all up my grill ♪

♪ Teenage angst ♪

(plus mud)

♪ No thanks ♪

♪ I-I-I'm way too yes

For second best ♪

♪ I stop and stare,

don't see, ♪

♪ (Don't care) ♪

♪ Kiss my derriere ♪

♪ Or call me... ♪

(CARS SPUTTER)

(CROWD GOES WILD)

♪ Wicked cool transition ♪

KATE:

CHECK OUT

ALL THE MONEY WE MADE

SELLING UNAUTHORIZED,

OVERPRICED

GROJBAND MERCHANDISE!

(CASH REGISTER DINGS)

HEY! THAT'S A LOTTA

DO RE 4 ME!

TRINA:

YOINK!

THAT SHOULD LIKE TOTALLY COVER

PINKTASTICK'S REPAIRS

WITH ENOUGH LEFT OVER

FOR A PROPER DATE

WITH MY NEW BOYFRIEND,

HUNKY NICK MALLORY.

GIRLS:

(SQUEALING)

NICK:

I'M NICK MALLORY.

FOLLOW THAT HUNK!

GIDDY-UP!

SO, CORE, ANY INSPIRATION

FOR YOUR OWN LYRICS

FROM ALL OF THIS.

NOPE. NOTHING'S REALLY

JUMPING OUT AT ME.

THE WAY I SEE IT,

WE'RE JUST WAITING

ON A MOMENT.

OUR MOMENT.

IT MIGHT NOT COME WRAPPED

IN A BOW,

OR ON A GUST OF WIND,

BUT SOMEDAY,

WE'LL GET WHAT PASSION BRINGS.

UNTIL THEN,

I STAND BESIDE YOU, AS ONE.

LANEY:

CORE! THOSE WOULD'VE MADE

SOME KILLER LYRICS!

COREY:

AND MAYBE ONE DAY,

I'LL FIGURE OUT HOW TO WRITE

LYRICS ALL ON MY OWN.

THANKS FOR COMIN' OUT,

EVERYONE!

(HUMMING)

KIN:

OOH!

(SNIFFS)

NOTES OF SOUR CREAM...

(CHOMPS)

ONION. LINT.

FOUR SATURDAYS AGO.

AN EXCELLENT WEEK

FOR POTATO CHIPS.

I REALLY WANT TO BE DISGUSTED

BY THIS,

BUT IT'S KINDA FASCINATING.

COREY:

GUYS! GUESS WHAT'S SO AWESOME

ABOUT RIGHT NOW!

YOU FOUND MORE CHIPS?

BETTER! THE PEACEVILLE

POLLINATION NATION PAGEANT

IS THIS WEEKEND!

AND GROJBAND IS GONNA ROCK

THE CORONATION

OF THE NEW QUEEN BEE!

CORE, A GIG'S A GIG.

BUT A PAGEANT IS...

FOOFY! DAINTY! FRILLY!

FANCY-PANTSY!

CLICKYSHOESY!

CREEPY-SMILEY!

RIDICULOUS!

IN SHORT,

I THINK THEY'RE STRANGE.

GUYS, THIS TOWN HAS LIKE

50 PAGEANTS AND JUNK A YEAR.

IF WE NAIL THIS

CROWNING ACHIEVEMENT,

WE'LL BE THE GO-TO

PAGEANT BAND

WITH A GIG EVERY WEEK!

AND IT ALL STARTS WITH

OUR FIRST EVER CORONATION SONG!

DO YOU HAVE LYRICS

FOR THAT FIRST EVER

CORONATION SONG?

NOT YET.

ALL WE HAVE TO DO

IS MAKE TRINA HAPPY

WITH SOME GIRLJUNK.

SHE WRITES SOMETHING SWEET

AND SAPPY IN HER DIARY

AND WE'RE HONEY-GOLDEN.

DID YOU SAY

"MAKE TRINA HAPPY?"

THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN?

TRINA:

OW!

PROBLEM SOLVED.

(GROWLS)

THE QUEEN BEE.

(GASPS)

I'M TOTALLY THAT ALREADY!

NOW I CAN HAVE A REAL CROWN

TO PROVE IT!

BUT IT SAYS THE QUEEN BEE

IS "THE SWEETEST HONEYDROP"

IN PEACEVILLE.

THAT DOESN'T SOUND LIKE-

TRINA:

ANYONE BUT ME?!

YOU'RE RIGHT.

I'D LIKE BETTER NOT TOTALLY LOSE

THAT PAGEANT,

OR I'LL BE WICKEDLY UNHAPPY

FOR THE REST OF LIKE EVER.

GUYS! TRINA NEEDS TO WIN

THE PAGEANT.

IT'S THE ONLY WAY

SHE'LL GET HAPPY ENOUGH

TO DIARY UP THOSE LYRICS.

THE QUEEN IS SUPPOSED

TO BE SWEET AS HONEY;

YOUR SISTER'S MORE LIKE

HONEY-GARLIC.

HOLD THE HONEY.

TRINA IS DEFINITELY

A BITTER PILL.

SO WE'LL JUST HAVE TO BE HER

ARTIFICIAL SWEETENER.

MAYOR MELLOW:

GENTLE LADIES AND MELLOW MEN,

MOTHER AND I WOULD LIKE

TO WELCOME ONE AND ALL

TO THE PEACEVILLE

POLLINATION NATION PAGEANT.

AUDIENCE:

(CHEERS)

NOW LET'S MEET OUR DARLING

LITTLE BEES!

CROWD:

OWWWWWW...

(CUTE GIGGLING)

MAYOR MELLOW:

ONE OF THEM WILL BE

CROWNED QUEEN

AND THE OTHERS WILL BUZZ OFF.

AGH! MINA, YOU TOTALLY MADE ME

MISS MY CUE!

HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE TO SEW

A WINNING PAGEANT DRESS

FROM SCRATCH!

DONE!

KNOCK 'EM DEAD TRINA!

THAT'S THE PLAN!

MAYOR MELLOW:

AREN'T THEY LARVA-LLOUS?

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

COREY:

WHA-OH!

THE ONLY WAY

TO GET DIARY-FUELED LYRICS

IS IF TRINA WINS.

AND THE ONLY WAY

TO MAKE TRINA LOOK SWEET

IS TO MAKE THOSE SWEET GIRLS

LOOK SOUR.

BUT THEY'RE LIKE

LITTLE HUMAN SUGAR PACKETS

FROM A SEQUINED COFFEE SHOP.

THAT'S THE SPIRIT!

HANDS IN FOR OUR UNITY CHANT!

OPERATION "TURN SWEET TO SOUR

AND SOUR TO SWEET

SO TRINA WILL WIN AND WRITE

HAPPY SAPPY LYRICS AND-

MAYBE JUST OPERATION

QUEEN BEE?

COREY, LANEY, AND KIN:

QUEEN BEE!

KON:

TURN SWEET TO SOUR

AND SOUR TO- UH...QUEEN BEE?

♪ Who's a What's a what now? ♪

(FAKE SWEET)

SO LIKE HI AND EVERYTHING.

ISN'T IT FAB THAT WE'RE

COMPETING AGAINST EACH OTHER?

I'M ALL LIKE SUPER

AUTHENTICALLY CURIOUS

TO KNOW WHAT YOUR SPECIAL

TALENTS ARE AND JUNK.

I CONDUCT A CHOIR OF BEES,

USING THIS SPECIAL-

YEAH, THAT'S GREAT

OR WHATEVER.

YOU WANT TO KNOW

WHAT MY SPECIAL TALENT IS?

(SCARED SHIVERING)

CRUSHING DREAMS!

(GIRLS SCREAM)

LANEY:

WOW, CORE,

YOUR SISTER SCARED AWAY

ALL THE COMPETITION.

SHE'S LIKE THE STORM CLOUD

AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW.

WITH A SILVER LINING,

LANES.

NO COMPETITION MEANS

TRINA WILL WIN FOR SURE!

WE'RE MINUTES AWAY

FROM DIARY TIME.

MAYOR MELLOW:

PACK UP AND HEAD HOME, KIDS.

PAGEANT'S CANCELLED.

MOTHER SAYS

WE CAN'T HAVE A COMPETITION

WITH JUST ONE GIRL.

NO SPORT.

GUYS, WE DIDN'T JUST LOSE

ONE GIG.

WE LOST FIFTY GIGS.

THERE'S ONLY ONE THING

LEFT TO DO.

GET ME A DRESS.

I'M GOING IN.

♪ That dude

is gonna wear a dress ♪

MAYOR MELLOW:

LOOKS LIKE WE'LL HAVE

A BEEE-UTIFUL MORNING,

AFTER ALL!

HMM.

(ALL GASP)

OUR LITTLE SWEETIE IS BLOSSOMING

LIKE A...

I DON'T KNOW ANY FLOWER NAMES!

I'M THINK I'M GONNA CRY!

I KNOW YOU WILL

IF I GET CALLED

A "LITTLE SWEETIE" AGAIN.

I GOTTA ADMIT,

YOU MAKE A CUTE GIRL, BRO.

JUST REMEMBER

TO MAKE TRINA LOOK GOOD.

YOU GOTTA TAKE A DIVE.

THERE'S LIKE NO WAY

SOME DUDE FROM COREY'S BAND

IS SWEETER THAN ME!

(SPITS)

MINA:

THE SPIT BUCKET THING IS ON

THE OTHER SIDE ACTUALLY;

THAT WAS MY PURSE.

NOW YOU KNOW WHERE

TO PUT THE BUCKET!

MAYOR MELLOW:

IT'S TIME FOR

OUR FIRST COMPETITION!

HONEY IS TO BEES

AS COWS ARE TO CHEESE.

SO GET THAT NECTAR,

IF YOU PLEASE.

COME ON, LADIES,

MILK THEM BEES.

YOU'RE GOIN' DOWN.

THAT'S THE PLAN.

(BUZZING)

IT'S OKAY, LITTLE BEE.

I JUST NEED A BIT.

I'M NOT TRYING TO WIN.

ARGH! THIS LACK OF LACTATION

OR WHATEVER

IS SO NOT ACCEPTABLE!

I WANT BEE MILK NOW!

MAYOR MELLOW:

AAAAND... TIMES UP.

LET'S SEE HOW WE DID.

LOOK WHAT WE HAVE HERE.

YOUR CUP NEARLY

RUNNETH OVER.

(SPITS) THAT THERE IS

SOME NASTY NECTAIR.

SOMETHING OR SOMEONE MUSTA MADE

THAT BEE BITTER.

HMM...

KINDA LIGHT.

BUT THE TASTE IS HEAVY.

WE'LL TAKE QUALITY

OVER QUANTITY.

FIRST ROUND GOES TO...

THIS SWEET LITTLE LADY!

BEES GET BUSY.

NOW IT'S TIME TO GET DIZZY!

RIDING MECHANICAL BEES?

YES, PLEASE!

I CAN'T SEEM TO HOLD ON

TO THIS CRAZY BEE ANY LONGER.

AHHHHH!

YEAH! CUZ I NAILED IT!

YOU FAILED IT!

I WON IT!

ETCETERA!

AND SO ON!

AND FURTHERMORE!

AND LIKEWISE!

MAYOR:

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

PENALTY!

WATCHING A QUEEN GLOAT

WON'T FLOAT MY BOAT.

POINTS AWARDED TO THE GIRL

WHO FELL OFF RIGHT AWAY...

FOR NICENESS.

(ANGRY GROWL)

JUST ONE MORE EVENT,

DUDE.

THROW THIS ONE

AND TRINA WILL BLISS OUT,

AND WE CAN ROCK THIS JOINT.

I'LL DO MY WORST.

A QUEEN BEE CAN FIND

THE SWEETNESS ANYWHERE!

WHACK THE CANDY BEES OUT

OF THESE BEEHIVE PINATAS!

YOU'RE, LIKE,

SO NOT PAGEANT MATERIAL.

OH NO! IS IT TOO LATE

TO BE MORE FAKE AND CREEPY?

WHY-DON'T-YOU-JUST-QUIT-

AND-GO-BACK-

TO-THINKING THAT COLOUR

LOOKS GOOD ON YOU!

I'M TRYING TO QUIT,

BUT YOU'RE (GRUNTS)

MAKING IT

HARD FOR ME

TO (GRUNTS) LOSE.

DON'T-YOU HAVE-TO

GO-LIKE PRACTICE

ONE-OF COREY'S UN-LISTEN-

TO-ABLE SONGS?

OR HAS-FROMAGEBAND-

STOPPED-SQUEEZING-

DUCKS-INTO-MICROPHONES?

WHAT?

WHAT PART OF "YOUR BAND STINKS"

DIDN'T I SAY?

GRRR...

BATTLE CRY!

(SWORD SLASHES)

(GASPS)

SORRY, CORE,

SHE DISSED THE BAND.

NOBODY DISSES THE BAND.

I WILL NOT-LOSE THIS THING

I JUST HEARD ABOUT YESTERDAY!

(FLAMES CRACKLE)

LITTLE LADY,

A QUEEN BEE YOU NOT BE!

I PRESENT YOUR QUEEN BEE!

THE ONE WHO DIDN'T BRUISE

MY RIBS!

AUDIENCE:

(CHEERS)

I'M SORRY, CORE.

IT'S OKAY, MAN.

YOU STOOD UP FOR THE BAND.

CLASSIC LANES.

(ANGRY SHRIEK)

AHHHH!

I! SHOULD! BE! QUEEN!

(ANGRY BUZZING)

GRR! STOP TRYING TO STAB ME

OR WHATEVER!

HERE,

LET THEM STING ME!

HMM. GUYS! TRINA'S ALMOST

IN A DIARY MELTDOWN!

WE CAN'T MAKE HER HAPPY,

BUT WE CAN MAKE HER SOMETHING!

MORE BEES!

(BUZZING)

AHHHHH!

NOT NOW, MOTHER!

WE CAN ARGUE ABOUT

WHOSE MISTAKE IT WAS

TO USE REAL BEEHIVES LATER!

AUDIENCE:

(SCREAMING IN HORROR)

LIKE STOP FOR SERIOUS!

OBEY ME!

I AM YOUR QUEEN!

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYS)

♪♪

(BUZZING)

(PEN RASPS)

(FLAME HISSES)

(BUZZING)

(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGS)

I'D LIKE TO ANNOUNCE

A LAST MINUTE CHANGE

IN THE RULES.

A GIRL WHO COMMANDS THE BEES

BRINGS US ALL TO OUR KNEES.

ALL HAIL QUEEN TRINA!

(CHEERING)

YOU'RE UP, BOYS!

(PLAYS THE VIOLIN)

♪ Look and see ♪

♪ It's the beautiful

queen bee! ♪

♪ We've known it all along ♪

♪ We can feel it

in our bones ♪

♪ With a wave of her hand ♪

♪ She commands

all her drones ♪

♪ Look and see ♪

♪ It's the stunning

queen bee ♪

♪ We can see it

in her eyes ♪

♪ She's a queen

for goodness sake ♪

♪ She looks as sweet as honey ♪

♪ But underneath

its creepy fake ♪

♪ She's the one

and only queen bee! ♪

(CHEERING)

THE OFFICE OF QUEEN BEE

CARRIES WITH IT

VERY IMPORTANT DUTIES....

(SNICKERS)

DUTIES. HEH.

NO THANKS.

SOUNDS KINDA LAME.

I DO THE WINNING.

MY DRONE WILL DO

THE LAME-ING.

I'VE ALWAYS DREAMED

OF THIS MOMENT.

♪ Buzzy-buzz transition ♪

YOU BOYS PUT ON

QUITE A SHOW.

I GOT A WHOLE LIST

OF PEACHY FESTIVALS

WE NEED A BAND FOR.

SORRY, MR. MAYOR,

BUT THIS JUST ISN'T OUR THING.

WE'RE NOT ABOUT A CROWN.

WHEN YOU LIFT SOMEONE UP,

THEY CAN ONLY LET YOU DOWN.

GROJBAND IS ABOUT THE PEOPLE,

NOT ABOUT A QUEEN

WHO FLIES ABOVE,

WHO WE'RE FORCED TO LOVE.

WE'D RATHER VOTE.

YOU'RE RIGHT,

MOTHER.

HE IS A FEW BEES

SHORT OF A HIVE.

CORE, WE COULDA USED THAT

AN HOUR AGO!

I WOULDN'T HAVE HAD

TO PUT ON A DRESS!

WELL, YOU'LL NEVER HAVE

TO WEAR ONE AGAIN, FELLA.

(CRACKING)

THANKS FOR COMING OUT,

EVERYONE!