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♪ Ben 10! ♪
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Gwen: "As lions rule over the great Serengeti,
the forest protector is called the Forgeti.
When villains bring harm to his calm forest setting,
his musk wraps their minds in a fog of forgetting."
I'm forgetting when I asked you to read me this poem.
Shh! This is the best part.
"So, if you are dumping or poaching, polluting,
illegally trapping and shooting, uprooting,
then do all these evils, but you must be ready
to face the protector of forests -- Forgeti."
You know what's also fake but better than a Forgeti?
A Cybearg!
Half bear, half --
Wait, do you feel like we've had,
literally, this exact argument before?
All your arguments sound the same to me, kids.
Uh, Gwen, can you help me with the navigation here?
I think we're a little lost.
That's because it's not a real map. It is, too!
I found this map tucked into my forest legends book.
It's my handwriting, but I don't remember making it.
You know what that means?
We saw the Forgeti, and he made us forget it!
But not before I had time to draw this map! O-kay,
I think the Forgeti is getting you unsteady in the head-y.
Besides, won't he just do his whole thing
and make us forget again?
That's why we're gonna find his lair
and get the drop on him!
That way! Ugh!
Well, okay. Sounds like an adventure.
Sounds like a great way to get mauled by a bear.
O-o-h! I've never fought a grizzly bear before!
We're not gonna see a grizzly bear.
We're going to see the Forgeti.
Ugh! Hmm...
You're going down, Forgeti!
Sorry, Forgeti. You're no match for my machete!
I am filled with regret-i!
Defeat is so final, so cold.
Why is it so cold?!
Probably 'cause of all this snow. What?!
Where'd all this come from?!
That's what we've been trying to figure out.
The coloring is dubious.
Ahh! Um, I wouldn't.
[ Groans ]
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Billy Billions' Butler?!
Indeed, and before you ingest Master Billy's snow,
you are legally required to sign this waiver.
Don't sign that. And don't eat this.
Pheh-hey! Blah!
Ughhh!
What ith in thith thnow?!
Master Billy purchased a snow machine
with his weekly allowance.
It's powered exclusively
by Brozone Puncher brand juice.
For the extreme experience the young master craves.
Brozone Puncher?
Announcer: Hey! Hey, kid! How was your life at school?!
You -- You mean my day? Sounds boring!
No, it was -- Where are you?
Don't you wish your life was more extreme?!
I, uh, think you're projecting something onto --
Aah!
Brozone Puncher!
It's the only juice that puts you on a tiger
on a carnivorous horse on a longboard, metaphorically.
Aaah! Part of this balanced breakfast.
May be harmful to the human digestive system.
Please drink responsibly.
Brozone Puncher is a subsidiary
of the Billions Corporation.
Really? Juice snow?
Well, snow's snow.
And I know what to do with snow.
All right! Time to diamond-shred!
But what about the Forgeti?
You guys can have fun with your weird fake monster.
I'm gonna have fun with this weird fake snow.
Bye!
I said I wanted my slope to have a black diamond,
not a wack diamond!
Guess if you want to keep the riffraff out,
you've got to do it yourself.
Uh, I can trust you to supervise Ben while we're gone, right?
[ Chuckling ] What am I saying?
You supervise Billy all the time.
And he always seems to stay safe. Outta the way!
Military-grade weapons coming through!
Huh? Whoa!
360 cork spin.
Very nice, sir. 500 points.
Hey, I get points?
So, it's a ski-off you want, eh?
Uh... this is a snowboard?
So, it's a multi- disciplinary
winter sport-off you want, eh?
Uh...yes?
Then let the games begin!
Method grab -- 700 points.
Iron cross -- 900 points.
Tripod used as deflection -- 1,000 points.
[ Explosions ] [ Grunts ]
Uh...
Why, that's a triple quarter 14-40 switch frontside
and backside smorgasbord nukie quantum leap!
And a perfect landing -- 3,000 points.
Ugh! Why are you letting him win?!
Sir, if there's one thing I take seriously,
it's ill stunts.
And that stunt was the illest.
Would you care for a drink to improve your mood?
Nothing would make me feel better,
except stopping him!
Or possibly a shiny new toy. Preferably both.
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Whoa! Missed me! Who-o-a!
I wasn't aiming for you.
Now, don't move.
I said don't move!
Come on, Billy.
It's just a friendly competition.
I'm sure we can talk it out. I prefer toys that don't talk.
[ Laughs maniacally ]
Gwen: I will admit this map isn't making much sense.
[ Rumbling ] Shh! Do you hear that?
It's coming from over there.
[ Gasps ] It's the Forgeti!
I have to get a picture of you!
Gwen, wait! Don't get too close!
It looks like something is making it angry.
And there's another one for my collection.
Instead of collecting more toys,
maybe I should open up the ones I have.
What do you think about that? [ Muffled shouting ]
Actually, I think I'll keep you in mint condition.
Plus, I don't want your poorness rubbing off on me.
You'd understand if you were me.
Aw. Huh?!
[ Muffled shouting ]
[ Growls ] [ Shouting continues ]
Hey! Toys aren't supposed to move unless I say so!
Huh? Aaah!
What -- What is that?!
[ Muffled shouting ]
[ Sighing ] I don't think I've ever been so glad
to have the Omnitrix time out.
Great! You turned my new alien toy
into a loser boy!
Although, you must be quite a rare find.
I think I'll keep you.
[ Growls ]
Whoa!
Ben! Are you okay?
Is that the Forgeti?!
Yeah! That's awesome!
Hee-hee-hee I know, right?!
Okay, but for real.
The Forgeti is the protector of these forests.
I think he's seeing Billy as the source
of all this toxic snow.
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Now, you listen here!
I own this mountain, which means I own you!
[ Roars ]
360 corkscrew twist -- 5,000 points.
Hey! Whose side are you on?!
My apologies, sir, but his trick was undeniably sick.
Perhaps the sickest.
Aaaaaah!
Ben, if we just stand here, Billy will be crushed.
Oh, is that all we have to do?
Uh...yeah. Yeah, totally joking.
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[ Screaming ] Huh?
[ Both grunt ]
If you just calm down, we can fix all of this.
That it! I've had it!
I want both of you off my mountain right now!
[ Growls ] Oh, don't give me that,
"I'm going to tear you limb from limb" look.
I've seen it a million times. So go on! Get!
-[ Growling ] -[ Screams ]
Ugh, Billy! Just stop talking!
Oh, ho! You got some nerve talking to me like that!
Just you wait until my father hears about this.
Gah! I can't deal with this!
Grandpa, you keep an eye on Billy.
If I say I want my own private ski resort,
then I'll get it, and I don't care how many
ecological disasters need to happen.
And if you think my father won't sue you,
then I suggest you get your attorney!
I think you've done enough damage with these.
Hey!
Ben! Now take out the snow machine!
Right!
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Phew! It's all over now.
Peace is restored yet again to the forest.
The snow may have stopped falling,
but the forest is still covered.
Ben, you have to clear the snow off of everything!
What's this stuff made out of, anyway?
Legally, I cannot tell you.
And medically, you cannot digest it.
[ Coughs ]
It's like a natural disaster in my mouth.
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Ugh! Oh, this is too much.
How am I supposed to clear off all of this?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, look, we're on the same side here.
Wait. You want to help me?
And you're putting your trust in me?
And now you want to be my best friend?
Okay, I'll just do the thing.
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[ All screaming ]
I don't know what that was.
5 million points!
Ben, you did it!
And who knew Humungosaur had that much power?!
Well, I guess he is a humongous dinosaur.
I couldn't have done it without help from the Forgeti.
[ Ding! ]
Oh, look who it is.
Don't you think there's something you need to say?
What?!
What do you want me to say?! That I'm sorry?
That I did all of this because I didn't have a normal upbringing?
That I hide my feelings with money
because I'm actually jealous of you and your family?
And that all I've ever wanted was
to have some -- some true friends
who won't just like me for my money?
How would you like to join us at our campsite?
We got hot dogs?
Really? Yeah. I'd like that.
I can bring the caviar.
[ Laughter ] You know what, Billy,
I think this is the start of a great friendship.
Wait. What is this weird fog?
Gwen: It's the Forgeti's fog of forgetting!
Wait! I have to get a picture of you!
I got it! [ All shouting ]
-Huh? -What?
-What's going on? -What was that?
Wait. What were we doing?
Billy? What are you doing here?
Why are you wearing ski gear? It's July.
I'm what? Uh... It's rich people fashion.
You simpletons wouldn't understand.
Well, would you look at that.
Time sure flies when you have no idea what's going on.
Ah, let's go, kids. You want a ride, Billy?
Ew! Gross! I'll just call a helicopter.
Okay. Suit yourself.
Tomorrow we can begin our search for the Forgeti.
Have you ever heard the poem?
Um, no. Pssh!
Plebs.
What?!
[ Beeps ]
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[ Muffled shouting ]