[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh.
Honey, it's family hour, there must be something on.
Oh, wow!
Candy critters!
Oh!
Oh, great! It's Monsters, our favorite show.
Shh! It's starting.
[MONSTER LAUGHING]
[LOUD MUSIC PLAYING]
Music, again!
It's after midnight!
We're living in a disco!
Go up there, try to reason with them.
All right.
Enough is enough! No more Mr. Nice Guy!
Wear the blue robe.
The, uh, pajamas don't look forceful.
But this book says you should dress aggressively.
Wear gray.
The color of a shark.
You don't have a gray robe.
Okay, then I'll think gray.
I wonder what he's like.
Well, nobody seems to know.
The only thing I could find out is his name his Jimmerman.
Doctor Homer P. Jimmerman.
A doctor, no less!
I don't think he's medical, he's some kind of scientist.
Okay, just be careful, and civil.
Remember they are our upstairs neighbors.
Emerald, neighbors are a horizontal concept.
You don't consider the people upstairs your neighbors.
What if he's a rotten brute of a man?
Hey, I can handle myself.
Yeah!
Let me at 'em.
[KNOCKS ON DOOR]
[LOUD MUSIC PLAYING]
DR. JIMMERMAN: Yes! What is it?
It's Jay Blake from downstairs.
I mean, I live under you!
DR. JIMMERMAN: Do you know the time?
[EXCLAIMING] I know the time!
Now open up this door before I call the police!
DR. JIMMERMAN: The police?
[UNLOCKS DOOR]
Well, come in.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Now, what can I do for you, Mr. Blake?
Well, for openers, Dr. Jimmerman,
you can turn off the damn stereo
before I turn it off for you!
Please, there's no need for violence here.
Then turn it off!
[MUSIC STOPS]
Between you and me,
I loathe music in all forms.
It's just that the bees adore it.
They like the big orchestra sounds.
Go explain it.
The bees?
The bees adore the music?
Yes.
My little friends.
In there.
[BEES BUZZING]
Good Lord.
Music makes my bees...
How shall I phrase it?
More generous.
You must have a very understanding wife.
I have no wife.
I...
I have yet to meet the maid who shares my goals.
[CHUCKLES] Well...
My maid downstairs shares my goal
which is to get some sleep.
Sleep?
Sleep is an indulgence.
I'm after balance.
That is my ultimate goal.
To create a complete little world
right here in my own apartment,
with flowers,
vegetables,
and the perfect food...
Honey.
[LAUGHING] Duh.
Honey?
What?
You make your own honey?
New York honey!
High-rise honey!
Mock me if you like,
but I'm a self contained, self sustained man,
thanks to all this.
And especially the bees.
You'll understand better when you taste
Jimmerman One.
I named the first batch of honey after myself.
Here, let me give you a taste.
Oh, no, no.
No, I'm...
I'm on a diet, you know.
Spare tiger.
Try it.
Don't be afraid.
Mm? Tell me, do you like it?
Nice?
This stuff is incredible.
Are you all right?
I mean, I never...
What I'm trying to say, Dr. Jimmerman,
is I didn't bring my wallet with me.
So I'll just slip a check under the door.
Just tell me how much you want.
I mean, I can buy some of this stuff, can't I?
Out of the question. There's... There's not enough.
[SMACKS] Not enough?
Dr. Jimmerman, uh,
this building is a co-op,
and I happen to have close friends
on the board of directors.
Oh, they've... They've already got a list of complaints against you,
and, uh...
When I tell them that you've turned this place into a farm,
[SNIFFING]
you're gone.
They can't put me out.
[STAMMERING] Where... Where would I go?
I never go any place. I... I've got this phobia.
Calm down.
You don't have to go anywhere, now that we're partners.
Partners? Yes.
You will deliver
one jar of this stuff every evening.
Just leave it under the door.
And, uh, I'm gonna take some of this right now for my wife.
There won't be enough. Not without...
Hold! Turn on the music.
[CHUCKLING] Yes.
Turn it on loud.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Go ahead, burst my eardrums.
I'm talking
full power!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Congratulations!
You certainly made them bend to your will.
Emerald, you wouldn't believe what I have to tell you.
So just taste this.
Taste what?
Glue?
It's all right.
It's only honey, honey,
from Dr. Jimmerman's bees.
He makes it upstairs
in the apartment!
[STAMMERING] He... He keeps bees upstairs?
Taste this.
No.
Taste it!
[LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING]
More.
[CHUCKLES] No, no, no, no, no.
More. No, no, no.
[LAUGHING]
Who needs the honey?
I don't care what it is.
[CHUCKLING]
Oh, Jimmerman found the universal aphrodisiac.
He stumbled onto bliss.
No more talk.
Have some honey, honey bunny.
Oh.
EMERALD: Slither down... JAY: Yeah, you.
EMERALD: Panther in pajamas.
JAY: Glaze me, my baby.
[EMERALD EXCLAIMING]
DR. JIMMERMAN: Go away.
It's me, partner.
I have something nice for you.
Hey, we haven't talked in a month.
[OPENS DOOR]
Not now.
Wait until you count this weeks take.
Go away. Keep the money.
Forget he said that.
Well...
Who are you?
I leave him alone for a few weeks,
and presto change-o.
My new associate.
Your associate?
Mm, whatever.
Her name is Desiree.
Desiree, this is Mr. Blake.
Desiree?
Nice name.
Sensual.
An ancient name.
Older than time.
Now, go away.
Excuse me. Right.
Get back to work.
They seem to like your associate.
Please, no locker-room talk.
That woman is very special to me.
I'm not alone anymore.
She has consented to be my wife.
Hey, fabulous.
Let me be the first!
There will be no more surplus.
We will need all the honey we can produce.
I'm afraid this is the end of our relationship.
Hold on!
Whoa!
I've got a line of billionaires from seven continents
just begging to ante up.
Will this help?
Help?
Oh, you bet.
[CHUCKLING]
You know, for a minute there, I, uh...
Don't be a stranger.
You come by anytime.
I, um...
...will.
[EXCLAIMING]
They're coming in from the terrace,
through the, uh, air conditioning system,
they're crawling under the doors.
Well, bees will be bees.
Not funny.
You're not allergic. JAY: Hey.
I think that you're overreacting.
A bug spray-can the size of a bomb?
Try to get it through your head that ever dead bee
is that much less profit!
[EXHALES]
I get so angry sometime.
Emerald, when the Jimmerman's show up,
don't criticize.
And absolutely shut up about that spray-can!
If they notice it say that it's a fire extinguisher!
No. No, say that it's art.
[SCOFFING]
They're not the Jimmerman's yet.
They're not married.
Now, look, it is a miracle that they accepted our dinner invitation,
they never leave the apartment.
Let's not blow it.
Well, why did we invite them anyway?
For public relations.
Since Desiree moved in,
New York honey's production is up 45.6 percent!
Doesn't that merit a celebration?
[DOORBELL RINGS]
The ice.
I... I forgot to empty the cubes.
You get the door, I'll do the drinks.
Hello, Emerald.
Am I early?
No.
Early? No. Exactly on time. To the second.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Uh, where is, uh... Oh, I'm mortified.
He tried to come, he sincerely did,
but he can't leave his home.
Why does genius have to be so quirky?
Men.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
The things us girls have to put up with!
Come on in.
Oh, what a lovely home.
For you. [GASPS] Oh.
Desiree.
you look marvelous.
But where's my partner?
Oh, you know him. He's a workaholic.
I'm gonna put this in the water.
In water? You put that in champagne.
That's some flower.
I do hope you like it, Jay.
It whispered your name to me.
I... I have a ton and a half of chicken Cordon Bleu.
I'm gonna fix up a plate and take it up to him.
Oh, that's so sweet of you, but I can do it myself.
No. No.
You're our honored guest.
Sit down,
have a libation.
Be comfortable.
A toast.
To bees-ness.
Buzz-ness.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Did I miss a good joke?
No. A bad joke.
You had to bee there.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Oh, I have a little surprise for you.
It's the new batch of honey.
Open your mouth, and close your eyes.
Good?
Nice and warm?
It's the orchids.
And the nectar is so potent.
Very good.
[GROWLS]
Oh, Desiree, I...
I love saying your name.
It's so moist.
You look radiant tonight.
The first time I saw you, I...
Jay,
there's a tiny golden fleck of honey on your lower lip.
[MOANING]
No, stop.
Emerald? Emerald!
No. Jimmerman.
He's totally devoted to you. He is obsessed.
And let's face it, Jimmerman is New York honey,
and that is one boat I will not rock.
Not even for love?
Supreme consuming love?
Even if I wanted to jeopardize my finances,
which I don't, I...
They would kill me
if I told them there was no more New York honey.
It seems we have a problem.
Mm-hmm.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]
There's plenty more if you want seconds.
I've forgotten how delicious food can be.
But I wouldn't want to send you downstairs to disturb the lovers.
Meaning exactly what?
She never looks at me the way she looks at him.
You can't imagine...
Dr. Jimmerman, I think this place is getting to you.
I built this paradise for her.
[CLANKING]
For her!
Paradise?
Look around you.
Beauty,
nourishment.
That's really disgusting.
Disgusting?
It's the essence of beauty.
The perfect society.
Soldiers to defend it, workers to find nectar,
drones to build the cells and store the honey.
All in the service of her majesty, the queen.
They worship their queen.
Any female rival is murdered.
And when the queen desires love,
she leave the hive with her chosen lover.
They rise to the sky in a mating frenzy,
the quintessence of passion.
And then her lover dies.
She watches him die.
Nice life if you happen to be the queen.
Desiree is my queen.
I would gladly die for a moment of perfect pleasure.
If only she would have me.
You mean, you two have never, uh...
You don't...
You're not, uh...
A dunce?
I am waiting for the moment to happen between us.
Like magic.
She's a shy person, delicate.
These things take time.
Shy? Delicate?
I don't think so. She wants your husband!
[CHUCKLING]
I think you're exaggerating.
[SOBBING] I can't bear it!
My mate.
My true love!
My queen.
I'm going down.
I think you're imagining things.
And you're upsetting the insects.
Insects?
You dare to call them insects?
My children.
[DOOR OPENS]
EMERALD: He loved the chicken.
The man needs protein.
He's having hallucinations.
EMERALD: So, you enjoyed the appetizer?
I suppose you can't wait for the main dish!
[CLANKING]
Can't we behave like grown-ups?
My house, my husband, my canopies,
and you dare to tell me!
Lady, you have the morals of a bug!
Emerald, control yourself, it was innocent.
And when a bug comes into my house,
I exterminate!
[BEES BUZZING]
[BUZZING INTENSIFIES]
[JIMMERMAN SCREAMING]
[THUD AND CLANKING]
[BEES BUZZING LOUDLY]
[EMERALD SCREAMING]
[SCREAMING]
I gotta go talk to her.
[SCREAMING]
It's sad.
But you see, there can only be one queen.
Aah! I gotta call an ambulance.
I'll get Jimmerman, he must know some antidote.
I'm afraid there won't be any answer from Dr. Jimmerman.
He's outlived his...
[CHUCKLING]
He's gone on a little trip.
What are you telling me?
That, uh...
Jimmerman, uh...
The bees?
You and me?
Don't you like happy endings?
Oh.
I could get used to this lifestyle.
[ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING]
It's so warm in here.
Come out to the terrace.
Feel the breeze.
Enjoy the view.
Oh, what a beautiful night.
The first of many.
Look how the city glitters.
Wouldn't you like to soar high above those towers,
and lie down on a soft misty cloud with me
under the moon?
A honeymoon.
[CHUCKLING] Darling, you have such a way with words.
Oh, baby.
My perfect lover.
JIMMERMAN: And when a queen desires love,
she leaves the hive with her chosen lover.
[BEES BUZZING]
They rise to the sky in a mating frenzy,
the quintessence of passion.
[BEES BUZZING]
[SCREAMING]
JIMMERMAN: And then her lover dies.
She watches him die.
[SCREAMING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]