The Mighty B!

[Bessie is put into court and banned from the Honeybee troop after letting out a fart]

Mrs. Gibbons:
Do you have representation, Stinkenbottom?

Bessie:
No. But I have a lawyer.

Mrs. Gibbons:
Proceed.

Gwen:
Prosecution calls first witness!

Portia:
It was her! It was horrible! HORRIBLE!!! [sobs]

Gwen:
Get it out, girl! Tell it, Tell it!

Portia:
I was trying to tell everyone about new line of non-fattening lip gloss, and suddenly, there was this huge-like explosion!

[Flashback to that incident when Bessie lets out an exploded fart]

Penny:
It smelled like, rotten eggs and chocolate ice cream.

Bessie:
I can't help it! I'm lactose intolerant! [Gwen gives Happy a dog treat and he speaks in dog gibberish] Happy!

[Happy nervously laughs and walks sadly away]

Mrs. Gibbons:
What is your defense, guilty one?

Bessie:
Um… "Whoever smelt it, delt it?"

[Everyone in the court and Happy clamor angrily over what she said]

Mrs. Gibbons:
[banging the gavel] "Whoever deny-eth it, supply-eth it!" [Gwen gives her a note] Bessie Higgenbottom, a jury of your peers finds you guilty of grievous flatulence in the first, second, and third degree!

Penny:
You can't handle the truth!

Mrs. Gibbons:
Honeybees don't...f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-FAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRT!!!

Bessie:
Ever?

Mrs. Gibbons:
NEVER.

Bessie:
In that case, your honor. Having greivously… [Penny farts with her armpit] What she said. [takes off her badge sash] I am aware that the Honeybee code of honor hearby decades, said I must wherefore resign from the enmity known as the Honeybee Troop No. 828. A California scorning of San Francisco. Does this mean I get the Self Sacrifice Badge?

Mrs. Gibbons:
[swipes the sash out of Bessie's hands] No. You have nothing to put it on. [also takes away her hat and her Honeybee handbook]

[Bessie looks at herself, shocked in disgrace as everyone takes pictures of her for the newspaper article reading:
"SHE WAS STRIPPED BECAUSE SHE RIPPED!"]