McMoosington scrambles for safety as the giant bee sniffs at him. In the process, he has dropped the burnt-out Radiation Detector.

Bee: Sniff, sniff

Drax (offscreen): Victor, no!

Cut to shot of Drax and El Ardillo Fuerte.

Drax: Victor here is a...pet, of sorts.

Drax: Now then, to business. Hand over the radiation detector or I'll have my bee smash you into royal jelly.

El Ardillo Fuerte turns to Drax in shock.

El Ardillo Fuerte: But, but...

Drax: You didn't really think I was on your side, did you? This was all just a ploy to get the Radiation Detector - the last component we needed.

Drax: Now hand it over.

Close zoom on McMoosington, a sad, defeated look in his eyes. He holds out the detector.

McMoosington: ...fine.

Drax begins climbing onto the bee, detector in hand.

Drax: Now that we have the final component, the hive will be taking off soon.

Drax: I have no interest in killing you. I've left the shrink ray in auto-restore mode; it should be about an hour's walk from here at your current scale.

Drax: But I highly suggest you do not follow us.

Cut to dramatic zoom-out of the ominous-looking hive, at this scale as big as a skyscraper. Drax and the bee fly off into the distance towards an upper level of the hive. McMoosington and El Ardillo Fuerte stand at the base and look up.

McMoosington: Well, shoot.