Credit to Google.

Icarus: I don't wanna be rude /dad-alus/, but this plan is a real /flight of fancy/.

Daedalus: Shut up, Icarus.

Icarus: I don't know how flying works. I guess I'll just /wing/ it.

Daedalus: Just please...be quiet...

Icarus: I don't mean to /wax/ poetic, but my wings...are... Melting?

Daedalus: My gods.

Icarus: *screams as he falls*

Daedalus: He flew.../to close to the pun/.