BECAUSE YOU DON'T FREE BEES. YOU KEEP BEES. NOT ONLY THAT, IT SEEMS YOU THOUGHT A BEAR WOULD BE AN APPROPRIATE IMAGE FOR A JAR OF HONEY. THEY'RE VERY LOVABLE CREATURES. YOGI BEAR, FOZZIE BEAR, BUILD-A-BEAR. YOU MEAN LIKE THIS? BEARS KILL BEES! HOW'D YOU LIKE HIS HEAD CRASHING THROUGH YOUR LIVING ROOM?! BITING INTO YOUR COUCH! SPITTING OUT YOUR THROW PILLOWS! OK, THAT'S ENOUGH. TAKE HIM AWAY. SO, MR. STING, THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE. YOUR NAME INTRIGUES ME. - WHERE HAVE I HEARD IT BEFORE? - I WAS WITH A BAND CALLED THE POLICE. BUT YOU'VE NEVER BEEN A POLICE OFFICER, HAVE YOU? NO, I HAVEN'T. NO, YOU HAVEN'T. AND SO HERE WE HAVE YET ANOTHER EXAMPLE OF BEE CULTURE CASUALLY STOLEN BY A HUMAN FOR NOTHING MORE THAN A PRANCE-ABOUT STAGE NAME. OH, PLEASE. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN STUNG, MR. STING? BECAUSE I'M FEELING A LITTLE STUNG, STING. OR SHOULD I SAY... MR. GORDON M. SUMNER! THAT'S NOT HIS REAL NAME?! YOU IDIOTS! MR. LIOTTA, FIRST, BELATED CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR EMMY WIN FOR A GUEST SPOT ON ER IN 2005. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. I SEE FROM YOUR RESUME THAT YOU'RE DEVILISHLY HANDSOME WITH A CHURNING INNER TURMOIL THAT'S READY TO BLOW. I ENJOY WHAT I DO. IS THAT A CRIME? NOT YET IT ISN'T.