We could go get helpers. We could! We could leave. Sure. We could go find helpers to help us.

- Helpers to help us. That could... That's it! That's... We could... - It took the whole engineering department...

- Dot! - Yes, Mother.

You little termites!

Isn't that right, Aphie? Oh, you're such a cute little aphid.

Mother, Flik is up to something.

Oh, look. She's a natural mother.

We voted you our honorary den mother!

- Little John? - What ho, Robin?

Was a bug, little bug

Mother, it's not enough. What do we do?

- On with the show! - Hi-ya!

I am a cute little bumblebee!

Not another word. I don't know what you're concocting in that little ant brain of yours...

I swear, if I hadn't promised Mother on her deathbed...

Those little raisins do grow on ya.

Okay, show me one thing I've done right.

I was talking to Mother. You're not the queen yet, Atta.

is already contained inside this tiny little seed.

Hey, look who's playing lookout again... little Speck!