Ben 10: Omniverse (2012) s01e01 Episode Script
The More Things Change (1)
1x01 - The More Things Change, part 1 [ Groans .]
[ 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 .]
[ 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 .]