Ant 1: Protect the queen!
Ant 2: Which one’s the queen?
Ant 3: I’m the queen!
Ant 1: No you’re not!
Homer: Nooo! [his head smashed the colony, and the ants float free]
Ant 1: Freedom! Horrible, horrible freedom!
Buzz: You fool! Now we may never know if ants can be trained to sort tiny screws in space.