Watch out, now, for hijackers,
The last three shipments of alien tech were hijacked,
I don't want to get hijacked,
[ tires screech ]
[ brakes hiss ]
Hey, look! It's Ben Tennyson!
[ grunting ]
Corvo: You are getting hijacked,
Solid Plugg: Yeah, Do what you're told, and you won't be hurt,
Fistrick: 110, 111, 112,,,
[ tires screech, brakes hiss ]
Liam: [ clucking ]
Let's go!
Fistrick: Thank you for you generous bro-nation,
[ laughs ]
[ truck door closes, tires squeal ]
♪ 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 ♪
Max: Don't take it personally, Ben,
They're just ringin' your chimes,
Ben: How could I not take it personally?
That's my face -- my personal face!
Rook: It is difficult to know if you are being serious when
chili fries are flying out of your mouth,
Ben: This is angry eating, Rook,
Rook: I see, You are destroying yourself from
the inside to match your inner anger,
Ben: Exactly, Huh?
Max: Hey, look close,
Four hijackings in Undertown,
and we haven't got a clue,
Ben: Hey, this one's giving the orders while doing curls,
Who does that?
Both: Fistrick,
Ben: Jinx! You owe me some chili fries,
Rook: On what planet does this jinx law apply? Surely not earth,
Ben: I got it, I'll go undercover,
get close to Fistrick, and catch him in the act,
Then,,, what?
Max: Undercover work takes self-control, Ben -- a lot of self-control,
Ben: I have self-control,
Rook: Your food choices say otherwise,
Ben: Trust me --
I've got this,
Eh,,,just one more,
[ chomps ]
Ow! Ow! Is that it? Blukic: Yep,
Driba: The next time you transform, you'll lock into the
DNA of whichever alien you choose until you remove the lock
with a verbal code,
Then you can just transform as usual,
Blukic: But to revert back to your original DNA lock,
use the verbal code again, Got it?
Ben: I think so, What's the verbal-unlock code?
Driba: It's the first thing you said after we locked it,
Wasn't that clear?
Ben: "Is that it?"
Unlock code accepted,
Blukic: No! Not before you transform!
Driba: [ sighs ] Well, now we have to initialize it again!
Ben: Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!
[ beep ]
Rook: Perhaps this requires one of your more muscular transformations,
Ben: What do you think I'm trying for?
Come on, four arms!
[ beep ]
Rook: Four arms would've been an excellent choice,
Remember -- self-control!
Wildvine: [ groans ]
[ door beeps ]
Liam: [ clucking ]
Corvo: [ grunting ]
Wildvine: [ grunting ]
Fistrick: You're new, bro,
Wildvine: Yeah,
I was lookin' for a new gym,
Uh, like, workin' out is my life,
Fistrick: [ chuckles ] I heard that,
Welcome to my brojo,
Grab a bench and knock out a few reps,
Wildvine: [ chuckling ] Yeah,
Yeah, I'm gonna,,,rep it up,
Like, crazy rep, [ chuckles ]
Corvo: [ grunting ]
[ stomach rumbles ]
Wildvine: Rook! Rook: Yes, Ben?
Wildvine: Remember when you said you owed me chili fries?
Rook: I never said that,
Wildvine: Well, you're off the hook if you get me a meatball sub,
Rook: A what?
Wildvine: All these reps are making me hungry,
[ clank ]
Uh,,,I mean,,,
got to carbo-load,
[ chuckles ] Right?
Solid Plugg: Now he's making me hungry,
Wildvine: Okay, meatball sub -- regular,
Don't let them talk you into the gloppenbeef,
Corvo: Who are you talking to?
Wildvine: [ chuckles ] uh,,,m-m-m-myself,
I like to psych myself up while I'm workin' out,
Corvo: Bro, who sent you? You're a plant!
Solid Plugg: Of course he's a plant,
Fistrick: Hey, This is a bro-centric gym,
We're all brothers here,
This guy ain't no redspot,
Besides, we got nothin' to hide,
I'm a legitimate businessman, right?
Corvo: Oh, Right,
Totally legitimate,
Fistrick: Come on,
These muscles ain't gonna build themselves,
[ chime rings ]
Rook: [ sniffs ]
Fistrick: Hold it, Hold it!
Time to play our super-sick game
invented by me -- "who can lift the heaviest thing?"
Wildvine: Really?
Corvo: [ grunting ]
Solid Plugg: Uh, watch this,
[ grunts ]
Liam: [ chuckles ]
That's the best you can do?
Fistrick: See, the path to the ultimate you is no joke,
You got to be in peak condition to stimulate those good bromosomes,
Wildvine: Oh, yeah, I'm all about the, uh, bromosomes,
Liam: [ grunts ]
Solid Plugg: What do you think of that, new guy?
I bet you wish you had muscles instead of vines,
Liam: [ squawks ]
Wildvine: I'll take that bet,
[ grunting ]
Yeah,
Solid Plugg: [ gasps ] Boss, this guy should go on our next,,,uh,,,workout,
You know, the one with billions of weights,
Fistrick: Plugg, make like a clam and dummy up,
We have a winner!
Bro, you lifted the heaviest thing -- this time,
Wildvine: Thanks, bro, [ chuckles ]
[ clank ]
Um,,,I'm gonna go stretch my
vines with some wind sprints,
Uh, got to go get my cardio in, right?
Oh, yeah,
Rook: [ chomps ]
[ knock on window ]
Wildvine: I know Fistrick's next move -- a robbery at Billions Tower,
Rook: [ muffled ] Billions b-bower?
Wildvine: Sorry -- what?
The words coming out of your mouth look like meatballs,
Rook: [ gulps ]
[ chuckles nervously ]
Allow me to explain,
I have nothing,
Fistrick: Yo, I'm Ben 10,
There's a "threat" to the
wicked-sick space nose-cone deal you got up in here,
Let me check on it, bro,
Liam: [ clucking ]
[ door beeps ]
Solid Plugg: Hey, How are we getting this thing out of here?
Fistrick: Hold up, bro,
There's too many of us,
Liam: [ clucking ]
Corvo: 1, 2, 3, 4,,,
Solid Plugg: This is confusing,
Ben: Well, let me make it easy for you,
[ beep ]
Crashhopper: There, Now the real Ben looks like somebody else,
Corvo: [ grunts ]
Crashhopper: Solid Plugg?
Solid Plugg: I know,
I'm denser than I seem,
Rook: [ grunts ]
Crashhopper: [ grunts ]
[ groans ]
Fistrick: Now the way we tell who the real Ben 10 is,,,
[ omnitrix powers down ]
[ grunting ]
,,,the real one is paste,
Fistrick: [ strained ] I'm gonna flatten you!
[ alarm blaring ]
Huh?
You fried the alarm, right?
Corvo: I did, but,,,I don't know,
They must have, like, a regeneration circuit,
Liam: [ clucks ] We got to bail now!
Ben: [ groans ] Still timed out,
Fistrick: Ben 10, you must've been doing squats or something,
bro, 'cause the universe is smiling back today,
Max: You should've reported in and let us assist,
If they get a delivery system for that nose cone, Fistrick's spaceborne again,
Ben: So go bring him in, Grandpa,
Rook: Ben, if we arrest him now, we may never find that nose cone,
The infinitum tip is irreplaceable,
Ben: Fistrick may be a crook, but at least he doesn't yell at his bros,
Max: I'm not your bro,
Liam: [ clucks ] Fistrick: 274,,,
Wildvine: [ grunting ]
Fistrick: ,,,275,
[ chuckles ] Killer set, bro,
Wildvine: Yeah, bro,
Really works up an appetite,
[ chuckles ] want to grab some chili fries?
Fistrick: That garbage? Come on!
I envy you floraunas,
You eat pure sunlight through the process of photo-simpleness,
Liam: [ squawks ]
Fistrick: Pure purity, bro,
Wildvine: Exactly,
[ chuckles ] I was just totally kidding you there,
Fistrick: The healthiest diet is a pure diet,
Seek pure-trification in all things, but mostly food,
We are what we eat, right?
So we are food,
Wildvine: Ri-I-I-I-I-ght,
[ chuckles ]
Liam: [ clucks ] Hey, boss, ain't we goin' out soon?
Fistrick: Right, Yeah,
Okay, time to go,
Wildvine: Uh, where -- where you goin'?
Fistrick: Listen, you're a bro,
You know how it is, A bro's got to have secrets sometimes,
even from another bro -- for now,
[ door beeps ]
[ door opens ]
Ben: At least undercover, I was working out when nothing happened,
Rook: Surprise, partner!
Ben: Yeah, I used to love those, but now they seem,,, gross,
Rook: May I have yours?
Ben: Slow down there, farm boy,
Meatball subs are a sometime food, not an anytime food,
Rook: Wait,
They are not always food?
Ben, are you --
Ben: No! I'm not too close to the case,
Is it weird to care about nutrition?
Rook: For you? Yes,
[ beep ]
[ tires squeal ]
Ben: Ohh!
How did we miss them?!
[ tires squeal ]
[ beep ]
Come on, Omnitrix! Give me Fasttrack!
[ beep ]
[ grunts ]
Feedback: Sorry, Sorry,
[ growling ]
[ yelps ] Feedback: Aah!
[ panting ]
Feedback: [ grunts ] Ow! Hey!
[ grunts ]
[ clank ]
[ tires screech ]
[ brakes hiss ]
[ tires squeal ]
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Max: Are you getting too close to the case?
Rook: Yes, You have been warned about getting too close to the case,
Ben: Yeah, yeah, I'm late for my workout,
Max: You are staying right here,
Liam: [ clucks ]
Wildvine: Uh,,,hey,
Preppin' for a workout?
Fistrick: Where you been?
Wildvine: Around,
You know [chuckles] Places,
Fistrick: Well, you're welcome to stay, use the equipment,
Unless you want to join us,
You must've been curious by now,
Wildvine: Eh,,,why not?
Whoa,
Fistrick: Pretty radical, right?
You're one of us now,
You got potential -- potential bro-ness,
Wildvine: Thanks,
Fistrick: This workout's in orbit, behind a force field and
laser-defense grid that'd shoot down anything with an engine,
Liam: Ignition!
Fistrick: Sick, right?
Wildvine: Uh, did you say something about a,,,force field?
Liam: Bros away!
[ clucks ]
Fistrick: Yeah -- that force field,
Wildvine: Are you whack-a-doo?
When we hit, everyone on that ship is doomed!
Fistrick: Relax, It's fully automated,
The crew's all chillaxing in Undertown, waiting for a refuel,
Wildvine: You sure we're gonna survive?
Fistrick: Kinda sure, bro,
Aaaaaaaaaaah!
Wildvine: Aah!
Liam: [ clucks ]
[ all grunt ]
[ beeping ]
[ all chuckling ]
Wildvine: What do you need those for?
You said it was unmanned,
Solid Plugg: Security cameras,
Put yours on,
Fistrick: You're in with us, bro -- all the way,
Wildvine: All the way, Huh, Gotcha,
[ doors hiss ]
[ device whirring ]
Wildvine: Plants?
Should I be offended?
Fistrick: Bulking fronds,
They only grow in artificial gravity,
Highly valuable, super-nutritious -- the perfect workout fuel, bro,
[ charger beeping ]
Solid Plugg: Uh, we got it all, boss,
Corvo: The explosive chargers are set,
Fistrick: That's to cover our tracks,
Wildvine: We can't reuse that rocket,
How are we leaving?
Fistrick: You're gonna love it,
Liam: [ clucks ]
Wildvine: Oh, those suits are protection for re-entry,
Solid Plugg: This kid's pretty smart,
Wildvine: Uh, where's mine?
Liam: [ cluckles ] Not that smart,
Fistrick: You don't need one, Tennyson,
Wildvine: [ gasps ]
Wildvine: You figured out who I am?
Fistrick: Come on, Ben Tennyson,
You think I'm mentally in-composted or something?
Wildvine: Aw! Can't believe I blew my own cover!
Fistrick: Bro, you got too close to the case,
[ grunts ]
Hey! Quit it! We got us some insurance,
Wildvine: Rook!
If you hurt him, Fistrick --
Fistrick: I saved his life when I took this from him,
The way I see it, we're even,
Liam: That's totally sick, boss, but we're gonna miss our window,
Fistrick: Do it!
Your bro's under the hydroponics,
Save him or fight me -- your choice,
[ muffled ] Or should I say, your dilemmon,
For what it's worth, I tried to go straight,
But you know how much this stuff goes for retail?
Wildvine: Is that it?
Unlock code accepted,
[ omnitrix powers down ]
Ben: No! I meant --
[ groans ] Forget it!
[ panting ]
[ beep ]
Rook!
We got to go! Come on!
[ beep ]
[ helmet beeping ]
Corvo: Yeah, man! Ha ha!
Fistrick: [ chuckling ] Yeah, bro!
Rook: Hang tight, Ben!
Bloxx: Says the guy whose butt isn't on fire,
[ omnitrix powers down ]
Rook: Huh?
[ both scream ]
Ben: That's better,
Rook: In what way?
Ben: Relax, As soon as the omnitrix is ready again, I'll fly us home,
[ beep ]
Mole-Stache: I say, mole-stache?
This is quite unprecedented,
Aha! I caught an updraft!
Corvo: Aaah!
Solid Plugg: Ungh!
Fistrick: No! My bulkin' fronds!
Liam: [ clucks ]
Fistrick: [ gasps ]
Liam: [ clucks ] Fistrick: Huh?
Mole-Stache: Sir, you leave me no choice but to pummel you,
Fistrick: Aaaaaaaaaah-- Unh! Unh!
Mole-Stache: [ chuckles ] Et là! quite close, that,
Fistrick: Uhaaaaaaaaah! Unh!
[ truck door opens ]
[ engine turns over ]
See ya, bro!
Mole-Stache: [ grunting ]
Fistrick: Uhaaaaah!
[ groaning ] Nice 'stache, bro,
[ omnitrix powers down ]
Ben: [ groans ] I am so sick of you and "bro" and your bros and being your bro
and watching what I eat and working out and nutritional supplements!
Fistrick: Don't deny your bromosomes,
You are what you eat, bro,
Ben: Stop saying "bro," bro! I mean,,,dude,
The only thing my bromosomes are
telling me is to hand you over and bag me some chili fries!
Fistrick: Ugh, Vaya con carne,
Max: Ben, you took a lot of chances, but I can't argue with results,
Aw, who am I kidding? Omnitrix or not, you step that far out of line again, and I will,,,
I'll have your dad ship you off to a military academy!
Ben: Whoa,
[ chomping ]
Rook: Hello,
A meatball sub, please,
We don't make meatball subs, sir,
Rook: Ben --
Ben: I know, I know -- "it's sometime food,"
But the sometime is now,
Rook: No, They do not make meatball subs,
Is this not a restaurant?!
Ben: Come on, I'll buy you a sub on the way back to the base,
Rook: That is very kind,
And several more to go,
Ben: Anything you -- yeah,
Let's get a whole mess of 'em,
Fistrick: [ grunting ]
Blukic: Chow time,,, bro,
[ both laughing ]
Fistrick: What?
Tennyson!
I know you're behind this, bro!
You can cage my spirit, but you can't cage my diet!