Morty sells off his garment business in Chicago and moves down to Florida to retire... After he's there a few months, he looks up an old business partner Irv who had retired to Boca Raton just a few years earlier. Irv invites Morty to his condo where they share a little lunch and catch up on old times. They light up cigars and Morty says ""Irv...? I gotta tell ya. I'm not sure this retirement thing is for me. I'm absolutely climbing the walls with boredom."" Irv: ""Bored? Acch bored. I'm never bored. You just gotta get y'self a hobby."" Morty: ""A hobby? Whaddya mean a hobby.'"" Irv: ""A hobby. Like me. Ever since I got a hobby I haven't been more fulfilled, or happier. Honestly."" Morty: ""I can't even imagine you knowing you having a hobby. What kind of hobby you got?"" Irv: ""Beekeeping."" Morty: ""Beekeeping? Whaddya mean BEE-keeping."" Irv: ""I'm a beekeeper. I keep bees."" Morty: ""YOU... are a beekeeper."" Irv: ""That's right. And I gotta tell ya Morty I feel wonderful! Occupied, yet utterly relaxed..."" Morty: ""But-- where you gonna keep bees?! You gotta big hunk a land somewhere down here?"" Irv: ""No. No no right here."" Morty: ""Here in town in Boca?"" Irv: ""No right here. In my condo."" Morty: ""You can't keep bees in a condo whaddya talkin' about."" Irv: ""Yeah. I keep the bees in my closet."" Morty: ""You keep em in your CLOSET? Bees?"" Irv: ""Sure! In a shoebox. Wanna see?"" Morty: ""--In a shoeb-- Well of COURSE I wanna see I cannot believe this otherwise!"" So Irv leads Morty into his bedroom, steps up on a chair, and reaches far up into a top corner shelf in the closet to bring out a shoebox...which he begins to carefully open... Morty: ""Whoa-whoa! How many bees you got in there?!"" Irv: ""Oh I don't know. Few dozen maybe - who counts. Look"" Morty (peers in) ""What's that? I just see a bunch of balls of tin foil."" Irv: ""That's what I wrap them in."" Morty: ""Wait. You wrap the bees in tin foil?"" Irv: ""Sure. That's how I keep them. See?"" Irv slowly, delicately unwraps one of the tin foil balls to reveal a bee. Morty: ""But... this bee is dead."" Irv: ""Oh yeah. They all are."" Morty: ""They're all dead?! What kinda beekeeper ARE you with a bunch of dead bees...?! Irv (shrugs) ""Ehh. It's just a hobby.""