(Reese is resting on the floor in his room. A Monarch butterfly lands onto his arm.)
Reese: (gets up) Oh my God... Winston, is that you? Jeez... I thought you were gonna look totally gay as a butterfly but you look amazing! (sees two more butterflies hanging onto him) Harv? ...and Julio! I knew you'd be one of the first; you were always the head of the class.
(Some more butterflies begin flying around the room, coming out of the box.)
Reese: This is fantastic! Look at all of you guys! Wow... I forgot how many of you there were... OK, that's a lot of fluttering! That's enough...
(The room is now full of flapping Monarch butterflies.)
Reese: Get off of me... GET THE HELL OFF OF ME! (he begins screaming like a maniac as hundreds of butterflies fly around the room like crazy and cover him)