♪♪
♪ Ben 10! ♪
♪♪
[ Creak! ]
[ Zip! ]
I've always wanted a dramatic suit-up intro.
And I've always wanted to manage a pit stop for a car race.
I like the code words. [ Clears throat ]
Breaker breaker, this is Papa Bear.
There's a bogie on your six.
Yeah, and I've always wanted to see a car spin out!
Crash into a wall! [ Imitates explosion ]
Engine catch fire!
Ben, this isn't a demolition derby.
It's a charity race for an endangered-animal sanctuary.
Well, I just don't see the point if there aren't any explosions.
[ Engines revving ]
Kevin?! What is he doing here?
Again?
I feel like we just saw him yesterday in Bolivia.
Ah, good times.
Heh, heh, heh.
♪♪
Gotta stop him from doing whatever he's planning.
Kevin.
Oh, hey, Dweeby Dweebeson.
Didn't I just see you --
Yesterday. Bolivia. Good times.
Are you gonna mess with the endangered animals?
You're bein' a paranoid baby.
I ain't done nothin'.
Hmm. Yeah, right.
[ Laser blast ]
[ Both grunting ]
What are they fighting about this time?
[ Cackling ]
Ugh!
-Aah! -Aah!
You can play with Ben later.
We need to finish tuning up the car.
Vin Ethanol?
How do you and Kevin know each other?
You wanna tell me what you're doing with my engine?
Uh, stealing it?
♪♪
Ha! Ha! Oh!
Honest answer! I can respect that.
Vin: This Kevin kid has some good know-how about cars,
but I plan to teach him a real respect for fast wheels.
It would be a shame to let all this raw talent go to waste.
Uh-huh.
♪♪
[ Electricity crackles ]
Aaaaaaaagh!
Later, loser.
[ High-pitched gasp ]
Ben, are you okay?
I can't believe this!
I thought Vin wanted to turn over a new leaf
and become a hero!
Kevin will turn him back into a big bully!
If he wants to be a good guy,
he should be taking me under his wing
and letting me drive around in that sweet ride.
What? Whoa, whoa, okay, Ben.
There's a whole lot more to being a role model
than having a cool car.
And besides, Vin is a criminal.
I don't know, Grandpa, maybe we should give Kevin and Vin a chance.
They might be good influences on each other.
Don't you think, Be-- And he's gone.
Look, kid, you get yourself a solid American muscle car
and everything you do looks cooler.
Uh, Vin?
Can I just talk to you for a sec?
Ugh! Step off, Tennyson!
Can't you see we're getting ready to race here?
Go back to your goody-good family
and mind your own business.
Hey, now, no reason to bring a guy's family into this.
What's this "we" business?
You don't have a car to race with, Kevin.
Ha! You sure about that?
What are you -- Aah! What?!
Bet you wish you still had one of these guys.
[ Grunts ]
♪♪
Dang, kid. That is a choice alien.
I have one of those, too.
Or, uh, I mean, I used to have one.
Ha! Bummer.
If I was you, I'd-a kept it.
Announcer: [ Over P.A. ] Racers! To the starting line!
It's that time.
Bootleg: I got this, Vin.
Have fun out there, kid.
We're gonna save a lot of endangered animals.
But -- That's not the point!
[ Engine revs, tires screech ]
Ugh! [ Growls ]
Okay, Kevin. It's on!
Final call!
Racers at your starting positions.
Look out! Comin' through!
Ben? What are you -- Hey!
Sorry, Gwen. I gotta deal with something. Unh!
Well, what am I supposed to do, then?
Glad to have you on the crew, pit co-captain.
Yeah, whatever.
[ Beeping, buzzer ]
Glitch: [ Through headset ] It is all right, Gwen.
I am self-driving anyway, remember?
Well, yeah, but it's the principle of the thing.
No time for principles.
I need you to use that jumbo-screen
to be my eyes on Kevin.
Whoa, you're way behind.
Oh, go ahead. Aw, man!
Glitch, you drive way too polite.
Glitch: I am sorry, Ben.
I just don't have that killer instinct.
I'm sure I've got a few aliens who do.
[ Laser blast ]
♪♪
[ Tires screech ]
Now, remember, whatever you do, don't text and drive.
Bootleg: Yeah, Vin, I can't do that,
'cause I am the car.
You kids and your fancy new technology.
Huh? What in the world?
[ Engine revs ]
Hey, Vin. What do you think of my ride?
It probably has, like, two billion horsepower.
What you have here is a whole lot of nerve, kid.
This is a charity race.
Bootleg: Ugh! All this safety is driving me nuts.
What's the point of having a tricked-out car
if you can't pull some tricks?
[ Grunts ]
Ohh! Whoa-wha!
What are you doing?
Making things more interesting.
What have you done to my car?
[ Tires screech ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Ah-oogah! ]
[ Bootleg growls ]
Huh?
[ Missiles whistle ]
[ Gasps ] [ Tires screech ]
[ Grunting ]
Gwen: [ Over radio ] Ben, Kevin is shooting missiles at you.
Yeah, I noticed!
Well, did you notice that
the other people on the track are in danger?
Aw, come on!
[ Engine revs ]
Agh!
Bootleg: [ Laughs ]
Now, this is a race!
Driving in circles was getting boring.
But shooting missiles at untrained drivers is reckless.
What did I tell ya? Only armored cars.
[ Missile fires ]
Aah!
Aw!
Well, that's not good.
Bootleg: I'm running you off the road, Tennyson!
Whoa! Whoa!
What are you doing, old man?!
"Old man"?!
No one -- but no one -- uses my car to cheat.
[ Grunts ] [ Bootleg strains ]
Gwen: Ben! Pull into the pit stop.
[ Crash, glass shatters ] We gotta talk.
Way to go, Ben.
You destroyed the Vin and Kevin duo.
And you both nearly destroyed the track.
Congratulations, you got what you wanted.
♪♪
Gwen, you're right. I'm sorry.
I got so carried away in trying to stop Kevin
that I completely ruined everything for everyone,
including your chance to participate in this race.
I-I just wanted to say --
Bootleg: Loser!
Agh!
[ Laser blasts ]
[ Roars ]
I'll take the Rust Buggy and try to catch up to Ben.
Maybe I can find a way to talk some sense into all of them.
Glitch: Hello, Gwen.
It is always a pleasure to have you here.
Good luck, sweetie.
[ Engine revs, tires screech ]
[ Bootleg whimpers ]
Get ready to taste Rath's wrath!
Oh, look, Felix, a kitty!
Kitty?!
Kitty? I'm allergic to --
Ah! Ah! Atchoo!
[ Banging, glass shatters ] Oh!
Whoa!
[ Bang ] Oh! Aah!
Glitch: Transformation initiated. Huh?
Let's go stop Kevin before he hurts more people.
Rath likes this plan!
I ain't letting you cheat in a fair race with my car.
Bootleg: You can't let me do anything.
I'm in charge here!
[ Growls ] Not in this car, you ain't!
Are you kidding, Vin?
I am the car!
[ Splat ]
[ Tires screeching ]
[ Crashing, glass shattering ]
You hold down the fort over here.
Rath's gonna go smash that Bootleg.
I'm not disappointed in you, Kevin.
Just the choices you're makin' right now.
-Aah! -Whoa!
Bootleg: What's goin' on back there?!
[ Shing! ]
If you got beef with us,
leave these guys out of it!
Hey!
Listen, kid, when you time out,
we are gonna have a long talk about good sportsmanship!
-Aah! -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Yo! Yo! Hold on! -Stop it!
You know this is still my car, right?
[ Grunts ]
Bootleg: I don't even care about this stupid race anymore.
This is...personal!
[ Both grunting ]
Whoa!
[ Bang ] Rawr!
[ Growls ] Huh?
Yah!
[ Grunting continues ]
[ Metal scrapes ]
Aah! Aah!
Now you done gone and made me angry!
Huh?
[ Both straining ]
[ Engines revving ]
Kevin and Ben don't look like
they're any closer to working this out.
I can't believe those two are causing this much fuss
fighting over Vin's attention.
There are plenty of better role models out there. Like me.
[ Over radio ] Well, at least you think I'm cool.
Right, Gwen? Uh, sorry, Grandpa.
Didn't catch that. I gotta go talk to Vin now!
Et tu, Gwen?
Hey, Vin! Listen, I have a plan!
Great, let's hear it.
You...actually want to listen to me?
Ben never cares about my plans.
Hey! Never let boys make you feel like you ain't important.
Now let's hear it. I was thinking,
if we had something to bait them,
we could draw them off the track.
The question now is what.
Maybe I can get Grandpa to flag down
one of those hot dog vendors?
Does steak work? What?
No good? You want ribs instead?
What? No, steak is fine.
I just -- Why do you have so much meat in your car?
In case I get hungry. Here, catch!
I've never felt so appreciated.
Let's do this!
Right!
[ Growls ]
Gwen: Hey!
Anyone here like meat?!
-Meat?! -Meat?!
You want the steak?
Ha! Ha! That's right!
Huh?
Ahh!
I want it!
Definitely not part of the plan!
[ Gnawing ]
Huh?! Yuck!
Uh-oh! Ben, you gotta save Kevin!
He could really get hurt if he falls.
Meat!
You'll get it after you save him.
Fine!
♪♪
Huh?
Whoa! Unh!
♪♪
Yo! Good work!
♪♪
[ Laser blasts ]
[ Both grunt ]
[ Tires screech ]
-Ugh, you're so annoying! -It's your fault, Dweebeson!
What's your problem? Whatever.
Vin isn't that cool, anyway.
You're just jealous he took my side.
He did not. Get dunked on, Kevin.
He's not gonna do crimes anymore.
Vin: Pfft, what? Who said that?
I ain't quittin' all that illegal stuff.
Gotta give my kid something to do with that law degree.
Ha! But I also ain't gonna cheat
in fair races either.
But then -- Which one of us
gets to mold you into our ideal, cool role model?
Ha! You thought I was gonna throw away my whole code
for a couple'a seven-year-olds?
[ High-pitched gasps ]
-We are not seven! -How could you say that?!
I am 10 years old, thank you very much. I'm 11!
I'm done with this! Aight.
Ya ever need help with your homework
or installing a nitro booster,
you know where to find me.
I really thought you were ready to be a good guy.
Maybe you're just gettin' too hung up
on what makes "good guys" and "bad guys."
Maybe stickin' to your code is more important
than not hijacking and money laundering
and running illegal underground stunt races.
No, I'm extremely sure those are "bad guy" things.
See? Stickin' to your code.
I can respect that.
[ Chuckles ] Okay!
I think we all learned an important lesson
about not idolizing hardened criminals today.
[ Chuckles ] You raised a good family here, Gramps.
You guys should be proud.
[ Tires screech, siren wails ] We raised a lotta money
for endangered animals today.
Vincent Ethanol, you're under arrest
for charges of hijacking, money laundering,
and underground stunt racing.
Yep, that's fair.
I'm just gonna put it out there --
I still think he's pretty cool.
♪♪
Aaaaaaaagh!