Zim: Human law enforcement machine. Markings: lighty-flashy things on top. Defensive capability... Zim: ...minimal. Explodes on impact with giant meat. Evaluation: PATHETIC! Pathetic Earth vehicle! Zim: Warning? How could that be? Nothing threatens an Irken Voot Runner! Zim: Computer, run a diagnostic. You've gone crazy! Zim: Eject! EJECT! Computer: Eject command initiated. Zim: Ruined. Ruined! Irken engineering reduced to.. this! Zim: Surely that was no human bee! Once I take care of the humans I will begin my war against... Zim: ...THE BEES. Zim: GIR? Hello? GIR, where are you? Trudy: Your what?