Malcolm in the Middle, Season 7

(Dewey holds up a jar of honey)

Dewey:
Is that a bee?

Hal:
That is how you know it's fresh. You won't find any bees in your store-bought honey, I'll tell you that much.

Dewey:
Where did this come from?

Hal:
Spoils of war, Dewey. You know that beehive in the tool shed I've been battling for months? Victory is mine.

Dewey:
You did it yourself? (Hal nods)

Dewey:
How'd you know how to do that?

Hal:
It's instinctual. You see, human beings were born with everything they need to destroy bees. Except the poison. You have to buy that.

Dewey:
I feel kind of sorry for the bees, though.

Hal:
It's survival of the fittest, Dewey. If they had won, they'd be spreading us on toast right now.