1x01 - The More Things Change, part 1
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[ Groans ]
All right, fine. I wanted to do this the easy way,
but the hard way is okay, too.
Fore!
...arms.
[ Chuckles ]
This is the great Ben Tennyson, bearer of the
Omnitrix, savior of the Univ...
Four Arms: And don't you forget it, buddy.
You think you're the only galvanic mechamorph I've ever dealt with?
Pfft!
It's gonna take a lot more to surprise me.
Indeed.
[ Beep ]
Four Arms: [ Grunting ]
[ Omnitrix powers down ]
Ben: [ Gasps ]
Aw, man.
♪ Ben 10 ♪
♪ he's a kid, and he wants to have fun ♪
♪ but when you need a superhero, he gets the job done ♪
♪ Ben 10 ♪
♪ with a device that he wears on his arm ♪
♪ he can change his shape and save the world from harm ♪
♪ when trouble's taking place ♪ ♪ he gets right in its face ♪
♪ Ben 10 ♪
♪ when lives are on the line ♪ ♪ it's hero time ♪
♪ Ben 10 ♪
[ Omnitrix beeps, sputters ]
Any last pithy quips or clever observations before I
destroy you, Ben Tennyson?
Ben: Okay.
If you're gonna stand there blabbing at me, Malware,
at least pop a breath mint, will ya?
[ Omnitrix beeps, powers up ]
[ Beep ]
Feedback: Oh, yeah... Feedback!
[ Screaming ]
[ Omnitrix powers down ]
Ben: [ Yells ] Oof!
Hyah!
Yeah, you better run!
[ Groans ]
Yeah, you better run!
[ Laughs evilly ]
[ Grunts ]
[ All grunt ]
Aah!
Kevin: I got it!
[ Grunts ]
[ Honk ]
Gwen: Really, Zombozo?
What kind of sicko steals from a brain bank?
Kevin: Why does Bellwood even have a brain bank?
Thank you, my boy. A mind is a terrible thing to waste.
[ Truck horn blares ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Laughs evilly ]
[ Car horn blares ]
Ben: Come on! Give me something good!
[ Beep ]
Lodestar: Not what I was going for, but I can work with this.
Kevin: [ Grunts ]
On it!
[ Both grunt ]
[ Gasps ] My brain!
I'm losing my mind!
Gwen: Hyah!
Oof! Agh!
Ha!
[ Energy pulses ]
[ Whimpers ]
Oomph. [ Honk ]
[ Straining ]
Ben: Come on. You have to admit
you love this stuff as much as I do, Gwen.
I can't believe you're really going to leave.
Kevin: Yeah? Wouldn't you skip a few grades of
high school if you had some brains?
Ben: [ Grunts ]
There are plenty of colleges right here near Bellwood you could go to.
Gwen: Not quite the same as the Ivy League.
I told you... we've spent years saving the world.
I just want to see some of what I've been saving.
Ben: I know. I get it. Well, hurry back, Kevin!
The troublesome two-oh is more than enough
to take on whatever the universe dishes out.
Kevin: Uh... [ Chuckles nervously ]
I'm not coming back, Ben. I found a place near campus.
Ben: So... this is goodbye?
Gwen: Of course not!
There are holidays and... and semester breaks.
And, besides, we're cousins.
It's not like we're never gonna see each other again.
- Right? - Ben: Right.
Kevin: Later, man.
Don't do anything I wouldn't do.
Ben: Count on it.
Kevin: Come to think of it, don't do anything you usually do, either.
Gwen: Take care of yourself, doofus.
Ben: You too, dweeb.
[ Engine turns over ]
[ Sarcastically ] Oh, what a touching moment.
Too bad you would have never caught me all by your lonesome.
Ben: Watch it, Zombozo.
I don't need a team to get the job done.
I'm a superhero!
I can do this alone... no problem.
[ Flies buzzing ]
Why am I telling this to a crazy monster clown?
Time to put my money where my mouth is!
[ Stomach rumbles ]
But first, time to put food where my mouth is.
Nah. It wouldn't be the same.
Grandpa Max?
[ Door creaks ]
[ Electricity buzzes ]
[ Indistinct chatter ]
[ Elevator bell dings ]
[ Speaking alien language ]
[ Device beeps ]
Max: Hey, just in time, Ben.
- Ben: Whatcha making? - Max: Zandurian goulash.
[ Creature growls ]
Ben: [ Gasps ]
Max: It's fresh.
Ben: Uh, no, thanks. I'm... oddly not hungry.
Think I'll go back out on patrol.
Max: Ben, before you go...
I have something here that ought to cheer you up.
Ben: Hey, I am cheerful.
I'm psyched to go find some superhero action to get into.
[ Stomach growls ]
And something to eat that's not in the tentacle food group.
Max: I just got the data in on your new... [ Crash ]
[ Alarms blaring ]
[ Computer beeps ]
Ben: I got this.
Max: Wait for backup. I'll send Alpha team.
Ben: I don't need a team. I'm me!
[ Engine shuts off ]
Wow. Bye-bye, building.
[ Grunts ]
Oof!
What could have done this?
[ Growls, snarls ]
[ Device beeps ]
[ Device beeps, charges ]
[ Growls ]
Khyber: [ Whistles ]
[ Roars ]
Ben: Whoa! Let me guess...
you must be what took the building down.
Nice work. Very thorough.
[ Beep ]
Get ready to meet a friend of mine I like to call "Humungousaur"!
Spidermonkey: [ Screeches ]
[ Roars ]
Spidermonkey: Aah! Huh?
Why do you hate me, New Omnitrix?
[ Screeches ]
Spidermonkey: [ Grunts ]
If I was Humungousaur, you would be so sorry right now!
[ Growls ]
Spidermonkey: Well, that was a big help.
The bigger they are, the harder they... Aaah!
Oh, come on.
[ Growls ]
Spidermonkey: [ Grunts ]
[ Screeches ]
I may be small, but I'm wiry.
[ Growling ]
Spidermonkey: [ Gasps ]
[ Roars ]
Spidermonkey: Yeah. [ Hoots ]
I should have expected that. [ Screeches ]
[ Growls ]
[ Roars ]
Khyber: [ Whistles ]
[ Growls softly ]
Spidermonkey: Huh?
Uh... yeah! And don't come back!
[ Growling ]
Khyber: The stories are true...
that Tennyson is worthy prey.
[ Omnitrix powers down ]
Is it gone?
Ben: [ Gasps ] Who are you?
Pakmar. This is my place.
Was my place. Pakmar's place!
Ben: Well, you're safe now.
[ Unenthused ] My hero.
Ben: Can I help?
No. Just go away. I don't want any more trouble.
Ben: Yeah, I think it's a little too late for that.
All I wanted was to run my toilet emporium in peace!
Now it's in pieces.
[ Toilet whirs, flushes ]
Eh, different aliens have different needs.
Ben: Don't even want to know.
So, um, the thing that did this
to your place... dissatisfied customer?
Hardly! Some off-world lowlifes are
shaking down us law-abiding businessmen.
We pay them taydenite, they "protect" us.
Only thing is... we don't pay,
they'the ones we need the protecting from.
Ben: Have they threatened anyone else?
Only every alien shop in Bellwood.
Yeesh, kid! Where you been?!
[ Music plays on radio ]
Ben: All right, Mr. Bowman. What do you know?
I know lots of things.
Ben: Anything about an... alien protection racket in Bellwood?
Nope.
Ben: So they haven't been coming around here?
Who's been coming around where?
Ben: Right.
Okay, then. Nice seeing you again, Ben.
Enjoy a free gloppenbeef sandwich... to go.
Ben: They're on their way right now, aren't they?
Ben, please. It's a simple arrangement.
I pay them, they leave.
Which is what I want you to do right now.
Ben: But, Mr. Bowman, I can stop them!
No! Every time you're in my shop, you ruin it!
Ben: You think I'm going to mess
up your place more than they will?
Okay, one time!
What if I just sit quietly at the counter
and blend in, like any other customer?
I promise, you won't even notice I'm here.
[ Sighs ]
Please don't touch anything.
Ben: Yes! Come on, baby.
Any old alien will do for a disguise.
[ Beep ]
Cannonbolt: Oh!
[ Customers gasp ]
That was me. My bad.
[ Creak ]
Hey! How it's going, fellow aliens?
Nice weather we're having here on Earth, huh?
[ Chuckles nervously ]
Ben, you're not fooling anybody.
Cannonbolt: Oh, yeah. Right.
[ Creak ]
I knew it! I knew it!
Cannonbolt: Ah, it'll buff right out.
There we go. Nothing to it.
[ Slurping ]
[ Burps ]
[ Stomach growls ]
Cannonbolt: Hey, you gonna eat the rest of that?
Aw, thanks! Uh, could you pass the...
Whoa! Uh, thanks.
Pay up, Bowman.
[ Squawks ]
You heard about Pakmar? Hmm?
Cannonbolt: I heard he has great deals on toilets.
I heard it was an accident.
Accidents happen all the time. Maybe to you.
Take it easy, now. I don't want any trouble.
[ Clucks ]
[ Coos ]
Hmm.
[ Growls ]
Pleasure doing business with you.
Cannonbolt: Hey, bubblehead!
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
This doesn't concern you, Arburian Pelarota.
Cannonbolt: I think it does.
Aww. Looks like someone needs to be taught a lesson.
Cannonbolt: Oh! Let me guess.
You're the one who's gonna teach it to me.
Not in my store!
Please... I'll pay you not to do this, Ben.
Cannonbolt: Really?
I mean... your days of intimidating people are over, bubble brain!
No lasers! No lasers!
I knew this was going to happen the second he walked into my store.
[ Customers screaming ]
Eh... thank you! Come again!
[ Speaking alien language ]
[ Bawks ]
Cannonbolt: I'll clean it up later, Mr. Bowman.
You always say that.
[ Squawks ]
[ Bawks ]
[ Clucking ]
[ Panicked squawking ]
Eh, okay, boys.
Let's make like a tree and craterize this place.
[ Machine beeps, charges ]
[ Timer beeping ]
Ben?
Cannonbolt: Not a problem.
[ Omnitrix powers down ]
Ben: Aaaah!
[ Groans ]
Now? Really?
Goodbye, Mr. Bowman.
Isn't this where your friends show up and save the day?
Oh, not another one!
[ Sighs ]
I was being sarcastic.
[ Grunts ]
[ Squawks ]
Ben: Who are you?
Rook Blanko. Magister Tennyson sent me.
Ben: Grandpa?
[ Squawks ]
- I'm your new partner. - Ben: Huh?
Ben: My new... I don't want a new partner.
No offense, but I'm Ben Tennyson.
Yes, I know. It's an honor to be working with you, sir.
Ben: Wielder of the Omnitrix. See?
I've saved the universe like a billion times.
I am well aware.
It's required study at the Plumbers Academy.
Ben: Really?! There's a whole class about me?!
- Chapter and a half. - Oh.
Well, I was kind of looking forward to being on my own now.
You understand, right? I have things under control here.
[ Glass shatters, clatters ]
My mistake. I thought you did not.
I waited to see if you needed my assistance.
Ben: Don't stop now!
Not while the Omnitrix is timed out.
Oh. Sorry, sir.
[ Squawks ]
[ All groaning ]
Ben: Not bad. But, you know, I bet anybody
could do that if they had one of those... things.
It's called a Proto-tool...
The most versatile tech in the known universe.
I've made some special modifications myself.
- It's... - Does it have a mute button?
Sir?
[ Omnitrix beeps ]
Ben: Yes!
Thanks for the help, man, but I got this now.
[ Beep ]
Blox: Whoa. Who's this guy?
I did not see that coming.
[ Bawks ]
Blox: Hey, Rook! Tag out!
It means "switch places."
Get over here and disable the force field for me.
I'll deal with those guys.
[ Squawking ]
Blox: All right. Let's see what this baby can do.
How's it coming?
[ Timer beeping ]
What are you waiting for? Use your techno-thingy.
Proto-tool.
Blox: Whatever.
No! What are you doing?
The shield fluctuation uses a B'karyix algorithm.
I can't break the code in time.
We need to detonate it away from the populace.
Blox: Speak English.
Help me move it outside.
Wait!
[ Device humming ]
Blox: Take your time.
I'm joking, by the way. Hurry up!
Have to scan for the presence of sentient life. All clear.
Blox: [ Grunts ]
I got it.
I don't got it.
Three, two...
[ Omnitrix powers down ]
- Ben: You okay? - Proto-tech armor.
Very nice of you to try to save me, though.
- Thanks, partner. - Ben: Don't mention it.
- But I just did. - Ben: And we're not partners!
- I work alone now. - Yes, sir.
- Ben: Call me "Ben," dude. - Okay, Ben dude.
[ Bawks ]
Ben: [ Panting ]
No way.
[ Growls ]
Khyber: Show no mercy.
[ Snarling ]
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