>> BILLY: They say when it rains, it pours.
By God, the weather's not gonna stop us.
We're gonna get this done.
Aw, (bleep), the floor's buzzing.
When's the last time you cleaned this? >> Last night.
>> BILLY: Oh, my God.
But when angry assassins attack.
(groans) Aah! .
it's not just water falling.
Here goes nothing.
it's raining bees.
Aw, (bleep)! Aw, (bleep)! .
and I'm getting hammered! (grunts) (insects buzzing) Aah! Snake! >> RICKY: Coming for you.
>> DONNIE: Would you want that in your house? >> BIG BILL: Emergency.
>> BILLY: I'm in Baton Rouge on my way to check out a massive honeybee hive in a family home.
They said half their home is actually unusable because the problem is so bad.
Ricky's on another job, so I'm going it alone on this one.
And I didn't bring my bee suit, 'cause I felt like it'd give me heatstroke.
Honeybees ar't usually too aggressive, but every hive is different.
So I'm hoping that these bees are mellow, 'cause I'm going hard-core.
Jason? >> JASON: Billy.
>> BILLY: Yes, sir.
I got a call from the office that you got yourself one serious honeybee problem.
What's been going on? >> JASON: Yeah.
We've been fighting it for a few years.
They're in my chimney, and they're getting into the house, upstairs, in the upstairs level, and getting in the windows and congregating and dying.
>> BILLY: About how many per day? >> JASON: Probably 500 to a thousand a day.
>> BILLY: What?! >> JASON: There's a bunch of 'em.
>> BILLY: Sir, you've got to have a serious nest for that to happen.
Let's take a look.
That doesn't seem right.
>> JASON: It's right up there.
They're actually getting in that upstairs window right there.
>> BILLY: Oh, my God! Look at 'em just pouring in there.
>> JASON: I've taken a five-gallon Shop-Vac and just stuck it up there and just sucked them until there wasn't no more to suck, and they just.
keep coming back.
>> BILLY: How many times have you done that? >> JASON: I don't know, 50, 60.
>> BILLY: Oh, my God.
Is that where y'all like to hang out and play? >> JENNIFER: We refuse to go up there.
>> BILLY: You can't utilize the top floor, period? >> JENNIFER: At all.
>>ILLY: That's no way to live.
Any other locations around the house that you've seen activity.
>> JASON: There's one in the front over the front door.
>> BILLY: Okay, let's go ahead and take a look at that real quick.
God, look at 'em.
>> JASON: There it is, right there over the door.
>> BILLY: Ah, man, look at that.
So, uh, you can't even use yr front door anymore, can you? >> JASON: No.
>> BILLY: If these two are the same nest, sir, you've got.
just a bee's nest of biblical proportion.
>> JASON: Wait till you see the inside.
>> BILLY: This family seemed fed up! They'd been dealing with this problem for a long time and could barely use their own home.
Jason's son coul't even play outside because if he excited the hive and got stung, he could be covered in bees and literally killed.
>> JASON: They're right up here when you come in.
You'll see 'em.
>> BILLY: When's the last time you cleaned this? >> JASON: Last night.
>> BILLY: Oh, my God.
All right, let me go ahead and do an inspection.
I knew it was serious, but when I saw the inside, I was really shocked.
Oh, my God.
There were hundreds of worker bees dying.
The bees only live for six weeks.
And they had literally worked themselves to death foraging for food.
I just got stung.
But there would always be more bees, because the queen can lay about 2, 000 eggs a day.
So the hive would just keep expanding.
The floor's buzzing.
This ain't good at all.
I always try to relocate honey- bee hives whenever it's possible, because they're really good for the environment.
But, in this case, it's going to be hard because of the location.
I decided to try making a bee box to see if it would work.
But Mother Nature was not making it easy on me.
(thunder rumbling) It's raining right now, and that's good and bad.
It's good because the bees aren't flying around or stinging anybody.
However, it's slowing my job down.
I can't use any power tools, 'cause I'll get electrocuted.
But by God, the weather's not going to stop us.
We're going to get this done.
Finally the weather began to clear up and I was able to finish the bee box.
However, it also meant the bees would be coming out to play.
I'm going to take e claw hammer and pull this facsia board off.
The reason for doing that is, I don't know what type of seam is back there, and I'm afraid if I attach this tube that I built, they might pop out somewhere else.
And I need to determine for sure that that's not going to happen.
So hopefully, I don't get the crap stung out ome.
This right now is the most dangerous part– dealing with these bees on the front end here.
Here we go.
Moving it off slowly.
(thunder crashing) (bees buzzing loudly) Oh (bleep)! This thing's friggin' heavy.
I'm gonna drop it.
I can't hold it.
Whew, that was a close one.
I dropped that boardnd got them all friggin' stirred up.
at's not the worst part, though.
I got to go back in there and attach the bee box.
And they are pissed.
If they stung me and I panicked, they might swarm me.
And with the number of bees likely inside this hive, it was really important tt I keep my cool.
Okay, I'm going to have to seal this up fast.
This swarm's getting bigger.
They're starting to attach to the outside.
Here we go.
I'm about to put this screw right into the hot spot of them, but I've got to.
That's the part I have to pin down.
So we're going for it.
If I'm gonna take a sting, most likely it's going to be right here.
Ow! Ahh! A whole bunch hit me right at once.
Oh, man, these (bleep) hurt.
I tried to calm down, but I had to get out of there, because the pheromones from these stings wereignaling the others to attack, and it hurt.
I can't use my left arm right now.
It's taken, I don't know, eight, nine stings.
It's swelling up so bad.
Screw it, got to man up on it.
I need one right here.
It's getting done– it's getting done now.
Okay, good, good, good.
I got to get one more screw in there.
Oh, they're getting really aggressive now.
Aw! Ahh! (groans) Oh, (bleep)! I took one in the face.
(panting) Yeah, well, it's done.
I don't know, seven stings in the arm, one in the face– kind of in the left eye here.
The bees weren't showing me any mercy, but I finally got the box in place, and I could see it was really working.
I covered any gaps with duct tape, so the bees couldn't escape.
By tomorrow, the box should be filled with some nasty bees.
Next day I went over to see how many bees I had captured, but I didn't like what I saw.
This is a freaking disaster.
I'm back at the job the next day.
The tape peeled away.
It was raining yesterday.
It was humid.
I'm going to have to kill this nest.
I thought it was going to be one I could rehabilitate, relocate, but.
it's not going to happen.
I got to take 'em out and take 'em out now.
I hate killing honeybees, but these bees were so aggressive, it just may have been the best thing anyway.
I had to get inside and figure out how to get this hive out.
I'm thinking the nest should be right here logically, so I'm gonna start prodding the aa with this screwdriver and see if I can get some honey to start dripping out.
If I do, I know I got it.
All right, this nest is going deep into the house; I don't know how deep.
Uh, I got to cut into the wall I let the homeowner know I had to destroy the hive and seal the segment of the house off so they didn't swarm into the rest of the house.
The downside is that I would be sealed into a space with a lot of angry bees.
Now we start the cutting.
I wanted to contain the bees as long as I could, so I used foil tape to cover the holes until I was ready to remove the hive.
Okay, I'm gonna go ahead and take this hammer and just start bashing that section out there, then kill it.
I was extremely nervous about how many bees were going to come flooding out of the ceiling once I opened it up.
If I could remain calm, they wouldn't sting me.
If they started stinging me, I'd be in trouble.
Here goes nothing.
Whoa! Oh, whoo! Ah, (bleep).
Lost control there for a sec, but I'm back in the game.
Aah! Oh! Freaking thousands of bees in here, man.
Watch out, everyone.
Aah! Ah, I keep getting hit.
Ow! Damn it, ah, (bleep).
(coughs) Okay, guys, out.
The chemical will get you.
Come on out.
Out, out, out.
(coughs) The bees literally exploded out of the ceiling like an angry mob.
I had to get out of there, and I had to get the crew out, too.
I waited for the chemical to do its job and then went back inside to survey the carnage.
Most of the bees were dead or had escaped through the front.
Although it wasn't the biggest hive I've seen, it was the most densely packed and it would have kept expanding because they had plenty of space.
Bees don't like to be crowded.
Luckily it wasn't connected to the other one, thank God.
I could finally get to the part of the job– removing the hive.
It is raining honey.
(exhales) Two-and-a-half full buckets.
This is what happens.
When you kill the bees, get 'em out of a structure, and you leave the nest, this will be your home.
Between the bee box and the pyrethrin, I got rid of a lot of bees.
I couldn't wait for Jason to see it.
Hey, man, how you doing? Uh, this was unavoidable.
If hadn't done this, everything you see here would have been on your foyer here in front of your door, so it had to be done.
Dead bees– look at these guys.
Now it belongs to the casualties of this war, but look at that.
That's the death toll.
You didn't tell her? Well, look, man, look, I need about 30 more minutes.
Just keep her out for 30 minutes, okay? To both of us.
I got everything cleaned up, and luckily Jason's wife didn't have a fit, but the day wasn't over yet.
I still had another hive outside to tackle.
I threw on some clean clothes and got right back to business.
(sighs) Ooh, heard the buzzing there.
Check this out.
I got the bees going into that corner there– about a one-inch little gap– and I can't tell from that which way they're going.
The variation in temperature seems to indicate that the nest is about here, uh, but I really need to verify thafor sure.
I needed to get a look inside the chimney by removing a brick.
I had to use a power saw and try to break that mess up.
(power saw buzzing) If I could just get the brick out, I'd know what I'm dealing with.
(groans) (bees buzzing) All righty.
Now, the next thing I'm gonna do is get this big, ugly mallet and this rad spike and knock that brick right out.
You want some of this? You want to play ball, boy? I was ready to knock the brick out when the bees started attacking me– one or two at first, but then it got worse.
Oh, you want some of this? Uh-oh, running out of freaking chemical.
Oh, damn, aah! Aah, (bleep)! (grunts) (bleep), got stung in the head three or four times, man.
The more they stung me, the more they were going to pick up the pheromone and keep stinging.
I was getting hammered and started to feel kind of sick from the venom and the chemical.
Okay, got my ladder back up.
I'm heading back up there.
I'm gonna try to finish getting that brick out, get eyes on that nest, and if I live through it, ma sure they don't.
This is taking a lot longer than I thought.
I thought this would be a couple of minutes– knock this brick out, get eyes on it– but I've got the bees so stirred up with the activity, it's kind of making it tough to get this done.
Oh, gonna sting me right.
Aah! The shoulder again.
Aah, (bleep)! Aah! Damn, four.
I hate that.
That really freaking hurts.
I hate that– hey! (bleep).
How many more of these freaking stings can I take? Okay, running back up.
I got to get on this.
Not screwing around anymore.
Here it goes.
Ready? Aah, (bleep)! (yelling) Oh, look at it now.
I really kicked up a (bleep)storm.
Oh, (bleep)! Aah, (bleep)! Never in my life had I taken so many bee stings in such a short amount of time.
The bees wouldn't stop.
I was in so much pain.
At that point, I grabbed the closest thing to me and plugged up the hole to get it over.
Every time I try to start work, they pour out of there and start stinging the hell out of me and.
Used to enjoy my work.
These guys are giving me a hard time.
(sighs) Ow, (bleep).
Running out of pyrethrin.
Oh, getting stung in the back.
(groans) Oh, that one freaking hurts, man.
Ah, (bleep), I took another one in the hand.
God, that– aah, (bleep)! Aah, (bleep), I'm getting tore up too bad.
Goddang it, I'm out of pyrethn.
I can't even get 'em off me.
It was so bad, I couldn't even get close without being stung.
I either had to give up or power through, and I ain't no quitter.
I couldn't believe how many cans of pyrethrin I had to use on this job.
I got some more chemical out of my truck and hoped a little creativity might help me out.
Aah! These bees were tearing me apart.
I was beginning to think the brick would never come loose, but I had to tough it out and keep on going.
Got concrete dust all in my eyes, I can't see, sweating like hell, but I got to get this job done.
I spent three hours on this freaking brick and I have had it.
It's time to get that bastard out of there and get it out now.
Finally! Man, I was so relieved when I finally removed that frigging brick.
These bees made this day a living hell for me, but I had to get my eyes on the nest.
I used my inspection cam to see exactly what was going on inside that chimney.
Goddang, that's a big– oh, (bleep), it's going up.
That's not good.
Okay, I got to spray up and down, then.
Okay, I got a really good idea of what's going on, so it's time to treat.
How does that feel? Didn't feel freaking good getting stung twentysomething times, let me tell you.
They're really buzzing now.
Here they come, they're pouring out pretty heavy.
The bees are flying out of there– mass exodus.
I removed their precious little cornerstone here.
Now I'm pumping it full of the 12 Plagues of Egypt here and they are pouring freaking out, man.
There's nowhere for 'em to go.
They can't come the way of the chemical, so they're going– the only way they know is through that gap over there, and they are dying.
Once the bees calmed down, I poured silica gel into the chimney.
Silica gel is a desiccant, which means it will dry up the honey and any remaining beesn the chimney, and it was the only way to treat a hive that can't be removed.
I blocked the hole with sheet metal, caulked up the gap so the bees couldn't get back inside.
Today was one of the worst days I've ever had.
Everything went ong, few things went right.
Enough went right that I completed the job.
I had two nests to deal with, and they were both an absolute bear.
I took more stings today, uh, than is average for me.
I-I got to say this is the hardest bee job I've ever done, hands down.
I cleaned up, rinsed off my shirt, and was just packing the truck when Jason and his family came out to see how it went.
>> JASON: Hey, Billy.
>> BILLY: How's it going? >> JASON: Pretty good.
How'd you end up? >> BILLY: Uh, good shape, man.
Got your house back.
You can start the renovations.
>> JASON: Great, thanks, good job.
>> BILLY: Thank you for the call.
>> JENNIFER: Thank you.
>> JASON: Thank you.
>> BILLY: All right, brother, you take care, man.
Nice rapping with you.
Thank you, man, for letting me tear up your house and get the bees out.
>> JENNIFER: Thank you.
>> JASON: Thank you.
>> BILLY: You're welcome.
I think the homeowner on this job was just as exhausted by the bees as I was, but at the end of the job, they could finally, finally start to reclaim their home.
I can't imagine dealing with that mess for as long as they had.
It was the most frustrating job I had in a long time.
I was hot, tired, beaten up.
I was physically over it, but that's the way it works out.
Sometimes as an exterminator, you got to roll with the punches.
I took some on this job, but I got plenty left to give.
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