So Long and Thanks for All the Smoothies
Whoo-hoo!
Out of the way, people of Bellwood!
Run!
Nice save.
But I think we've got an even bigger problem.
♪ 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 ♪
- That is one big honking ship. - I cannot hear any honking.
- Rook, it's an expression. - Ah, right.
That honking ship has anchored itself to Earth.
How's it going up there, Ben?
We're on approach now, grandpa.
How's it going down there?
It's nothing a little seasoning won't fix.
Grab him!
Now, remember, Ben, we don't know anything about that
ship or what's on board, so be careful.
Come on, grandpa, you know me.
Mauh-huh. That's why I said it.
Okay, I promise Rook and I will call you if we see anything weird.
Weird like that?
You can lose the mask.
How did you know there was a suitable atmosphere?
Never been a problem before. And since I'm still upright ...
Whoa!
Interesting.
Here's another. What does it do?
The real question is, what's it doing here?
- Freeze, you scum! - The Vreedle brothers?!
- Ben Tennyson and... associate. - 'Sup?
The two lowest beings in the universe.
Oh, see, now you done hurt my fragile feelings.
Boid, remember our recent musings about the inadvisability
of surrender, being as we is now fugitives and such?
I do indeed recollect such a discussion, Octagon.
Why?
- Light 'em up, Boid. - Look out!
Come on, Omnitrix, give me Rath, give me Rath.
Grey Matter?
Oh, man, I had got to get a manual for this new thing.
So, what have you two got to say for yourselves?
D-D-D-Do you have any hot ch-ch-ch-chocolate?
You're both beneath contempt ... the worst villains in the galaxy!
Aww, thank you kindly.
Wait. Since when? I thought you guys became Plumbers.
- Oh, yeah, about that... - These two vermin
destroyed the Plumber academy's ammunition dump!
And the academy proper.
We blowed it up real good. We couldn't help ourselves.
It's in our nature.
I had to take my final exam in a temporary trailer on an asteroid!
The Plumbers have been hunting us down ever since.
Is that why you two hijacked this cruiser ...
to get back at the Plumbers?
- That had not occurred to us. - We didn't hijack nothin'.
We was merely scavenging this here random derelict vessel for weapons.
Aha! Which is when you blew that hole in the bulkhead!
That does indeed sound like something we would do,
but, oddly enough, we did not.
- My ship! - That ain't us, neither.
Uh, environmental controls, warp drive, communications.
Ah, tractor beam!
Let's go find out who tried to steal your ride.
These two abominations are coming with us.
"A praise vous".
- Argit?! - Ben Tennyson?
Buddy! Uh, did you cut your hair?
- What are you doing here? - Drop it, space vermin!
Hey, back off, tough guy! I have the Annihilarrgh!
- And I ain't afraid to use it. - The Annihilarrgh?!
The Annihilarrgh?!
The whataharrgh?!
Spill.
The Annihilarrgh is just an old legend, like Alien X.
- Oh, it's real, all right. - So is Alien X.
And look around you. I recognize this tub from the
bedtime stories my mom used to tell me.
I know those stories, as well, but that is all they are ... stories, fantasy.
And yet here we are on the very ship of legend.
I swiped a ride and flew up here as soon as this thing appeared in the sky.
You're the individual who smashed into the side of the ship.
That, uh, was a parallel-parking error in judgment.
I don't do a lot of docking.
That there was some mighty fine pointless destruction, son.
I wants the Annihilarrgh, Octagon, so's we can do some pointless destruction.
You know what would be great?
An explanation, 'cause some of us didn't grow up in outer space.
Well, there was an ancient pan-dimensional civilization ... the Contumelia.
Their favorite pastime was flitting from parallel universe
to parallel universe, scaring the locals.
Oh that's mature.
Yes, but things went poorly if they came to dislike a universe.
Then they'd wipe out their piece of resistance, the Annihilarrgh!
Who comes up with these names?
Its full name's longer, but
once it goes off, you only have time to say the first part.
Boom.
- So, where are the Contumelia now? - They died off eons ago.
The legends say their deserted ship drifts from cosmos
to cosmos, bearing a weapon that can, in fact, destroy the entire universe.
Apparently, the stories were true ... about the ship at least.
And the Annihilarrgh.
A ghost ship with a doomsday device on board?
Please! What kind of dimwit would believe that?
I believes it.
It is indeed a seemingly implausible yet entirely true tale.
Lock onto that scow and board her.
Anyone tries to cross you, fry 'em.
Uh-Oh.
An Incursian warship. We cannot let them get the Annihilarrgh.
There's no way that, uh, whatchamacallit's real, but the
Incursians are, and they're bad news.
Guess who's gonna help us get rid of them.
You are not serious.
Three petty crooks, one froggy dictator ... you do the math.
Four or two? Or are... are we adding or subtracting?
Oh, an ... an expression. Right.
Okay, we split up and run off the Incursians.
And we'll deal with this A-anni...
Annihilarrgh!
The ... later.
Not so fast, Argit. You're not leaving my sight.
I wouldn't think of it. Come on.
Where are you? I haven't got all day.
Well, actually, I do, but, irregardless, show yourself!
Please, Omnitrix, give me something I can use.
You! Stay put!
Oh! Is this really necessary?
Put them down, or I put you down!
- Hey! - Hey!
Hang in there, guys.
Okay, Argit, let's go!
Oh, man!
Now, what would Ben say? Ah.
Lying down on the job, are we?
I rather like that.
Now, I expect y'all are thinking, "did he fire six shots or only five?"
Well, amidst all the gratuitous foofaraw, I has done lost track myself.
So y'all has gots to ask yourself one question.
"Does I feel lucky?" Well, does ya... frog?
Oh, Boid, you didn't let him answer.
Aw, he ain't no fun. He fell right over.
Hello?
Anybody?
Looking for something?
Yeah, the Annihilarrgh. You here by yourself, kid?
Just me and you, mano a froggo.
That's what you think, tadpole.
Four against one? Dude, I love those kind of odds.
NRG? NRG is g-o-o-d!
There you are, Ben! Where's Argit?
Well, where are the Vreedle brothers?
Ah, there is my guy!
- You double-dealing salamander! - Leave us discuss this matter later.
No, leave us discuss this matter now! We had a deal, frog legs.
You said you'd buy the Annihilarrgh from me!
You what?!
Now, in light of your little attack here, I'm guessing you
didn't plan on honoring your commitments?
I conquer worlds for a living. What'd you expect?
Where is the anni... uh, annihi... um...
- Annihilarrgh! - Annihilarrgh!
Funny you should ask.
Let me out of here!
[ sighs ] Finally. Oh, it's you.
You did not.
The Vreedle brothers have left the building.
With what might be the
most destructive device in the universe?!
And they're heading to Earth with it! Argit!
Oh, like this my fault?
We've got to catch the
Vreedle brothers before they set off that, uh, t-that...
- Annihilarrgh! - Annihilarrgh!
Whatever. I still say it's not a real threat.
But I don't want to take any chances when it comes to the Earth.
What about the Incursians?
Argit, keep Emperor Milius from escaping.
Emperor Milius, if you escape, don't hurt Argit ... too much.
Oh, yeah! I'm in charge now.
What do you got to say about that, frog face, huh?
Of course, I meant emperfrog face.
Ooh-wee!
I've been a-waiting to blow something up all day!
- Rook! - Ben!
We can't keep this up!
You're right about that.
We're going down! Hang on!
Waa-haa-haa-hooie!
Next time, I drive.
- This looks bad. - And it's about to get worse.
Attention, Amphibians.
My brother, Boid, and myself hereby suggest that y'all
surrender your weapons, or we shall be obliged to use this.
Got to be an "on" button somewheres.
That's... it?
I admit, it's far less impressive in person.
Not a very convincing doomsday device.
Ben, do something!
Please, put that thing down before it goes off!
Well, sir, that there only further piques our interest,
seeing as what we enjoys most is blowing stuff up.
Real good.
If anyone's gonna do any threatening around here, it's gonna be me.
- Ben! - Just be cool, Argit.
I got this.
I-I-I can't take it anymore!
See, that's not being cool.
That's, like, the opposite of being cool.
Hey!
I gots it!
Whoa! I don't gots it!
Uh, that is what y'all call your basic countdown to destruction.
Ergo, I recommend that we all repair to a safe distance from said destruction.
There no safe distance, you boobs!
It... is going... to destroy the universe!
Clearly, we did not think this through.
How do you shut this thing off?
Why are you all standing around?!
Somebody has to stop this from happening!
T-the universe is where I keep all my stuff!
Dude, not helpful!
All right, listen, Omnitrix, I don't want Goop. I don't want Stinkfly.
Just give me something I can use
to diffuse this thing so we can all get on with our lives.
Alien X! It is real!
So, this is Alien X, huh?
Great, we're toast.
Oh, look, Belicus. Ben Tennyson has come to visit us again.
Great. Tell me when he leaves.
Wait. The universe really is being destroyed?
Must they make so much noise?
It is futile but a bit sad to see them go.
Belicus, Serena, you got
to let me use Alien X to stop the Annihilarrgh!
Hey, I finally said it.
Oh, it's too late for that.
What? I-it can't be!
I'm afraid it is. Oh, I can sense your disappointment.
Disappointment?! That's the universe!
It's everything I know! It's everything there is!
- Was. - Technically.
But Alien X can fix this, right? Right?!
Alien X can do many things.
We just both have to agree to it.
Belicus.
Serena.
Fine, but the next time the universe and everything in it is
destroyed, don't come crying to me.
- Whoa. - No boom?
- Oh, it's a dud! - Well, well, well, too bad about that.
But I did get it for you, Milius, and a deal's a deal, so
how about that half ton of Taydenite you owe me?
Or we could just call it even.
That is... difficult to believe.
I know, right? I was too late to save the
universe, so I used Alien X to make a whole new one.
Yeah, not buying it. Nothing's different.
Of course not. I made an exact copy.
- Of everything? - Yes, everything.
- In the universe? - Including you.
So you have said.
I am sorry, Ben, but I have no memory of this.
What is more likely ... that you had a panic-induced hallucination...
Or that oh-so-special you are the only thing that's left of the entire universe?
Fine. Don't believe me. I don't care.
I did it. I saved the universe... again.
That's all that matters. You should be thanking me.
Doesn't taste the same...