Ben 10: Omniverse (2012) s01e26 Episode Script
The Frogs of War (1)
Ben: What's with this traffic?! [ Omnitrix beeping .]
Rook: Playing violin with your Omnitrix will not make it move faster.
Ben: What? Oh, you mean "fiddling" with my Omnitrix? Rook: That, as well.
Perhaps you should find an alternate method of calming yourself.
Ben: I'm perfectly calm.
[ beeping stops .]
Hey! What's the holdup?! [ rumbling .]
1x26 - The Frogs of War, part 1 [ people gasping .]
[ indistinct shouting .]
[ screams .]
[ roars .]
Rook: I did not expect that.
Ben: It's like every alien in undertown suddenly has someplace they got to be.
[ clanking .]
Hey! Where's everybody going? The Incurseans are coming! The Incurseans are coming! 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 They're coming! The Incurseans! No one is safe! You're next! You're next! Ben: What do you think, Rook? Do we believe him? Rook: Earth would position the Incurseans to take the entire galaxy.
It is quite possible even likely.
Ben: The whole galaxy? Guess we can stop worrying what the Incurseans have been after all along.
[ rumbling .]
[ people screaming .]
[ people gasping .]
[ screams .]
Aliens! Aliens are living among us! [ elevator bell dings .]
Come on, guys! Let's go! This is not a drill! This is not a drill! Max: Now looks like the rumors are true.
An armada of Incursean superdestroyers is on a direct course for Earth.
Ben: And that's a direct course for some smackdown! Max: This isn't a street brawl, Ben.
We're gearing up for a war.
[ computer beeping .]
[ revving .]
Planetary shields online.
Rook: Shields will only slow them down.
Ben: I can't just sit on my hands waiting to do something! Max: You won't be.
[ computer beeps .]
I need you to deal with a more immediate threat.
[ sirens wailing .]
[ indistinct shouting .]
Harangue: As you can see, the crowd is whipped into a fury of righteous indignation at the alien menace that has been discovered festering right below our feet.
Rook: Clearly, these gestures do not translate to "thank you.
" Max: More like "we're scared.
" We need to calm their fears before we end up fighting a war on two fronts.
Ben: So, how come I'm the one who has to hold their hands and tell them everything's all right? Even you have to admit I'm a lot better at punching things than public speaking.
Max: You're a hero and a celebrity.
They'll listen to you.
[ indistinct shouting .]
Ben: Oh, come on! A banana?! Really?! Harangue: Ben Tennyson! The people demand answers! How long have you been a traitor to your species?! Ben: Uh who with the what, now? Harangue: Are you out to destroy humanity or merely enslave it? Ben: That's not I mean, hey! Harangue: On a scale of 1 to and 10 being complete obliteration of the space-time continuum how dangerous is this alien population? Ben: Trust me I've been to undertown, and they're decent folks trying to make an honest living.
They may look different, but aliens are totally and completely harmless.
Milleous: Attention, Earthling scum.
Surrender your planet at once and swear allegiance to me, Emperor Milleous.
Or and I'm kind of hoping you go for this option face certain annihilation at the overwhelming might of the glorious Incursean armada! [ fly buzzing .]
[ croaks .]
Why do they not respond? Attea: Hello! Planetary shield blocking all communication! Conquer worlds much? Milleous: Keep pounding that shield until you bust through! And, Attea, daughter of mine, you watch that mouth of yours, unless you'd rather find yourself on prisoner inventory detail.
[ elevator bell dings .]
Psychobos: Do I detect a hint of daddy issues, highest commander? Attea: [ ribbits .]
Oh, I got daddy issues, Psychobos crawdaddy issues! Ben: Look, my work lets me live in the skin of countless aliens, and I've always used their abilities to save this planet and the universe! Couple dozen times! Maybe more! [ Omnitrix beeping .]
[ Omnitrix whirring .]
Randomizer function activated.
Ben: Randomizer function? What's tha [ people screaming .]
Waybig: Sorry.
My bad.
Everything's fine now.
See? Nrg: Aaaaaah! [ gasping .]
It was an accident! I swear! You're still perfectly safe around aliens.
Although you might want to back away from the radiation.
Waterhazard: Oh, man! Harangue: Is there no end to the one-man alien rampage that is Ben Tennys [ groans .]
Waterhazard: Oops.
[ sirens wail .]
Attea: We got a hole! Now, celebrated calaveras legion, go! Snap up Earth like it's some kind of sugar bug! [ ribbits .]
Waterhazard: So, remember, when you hear "alien," think "helpful, heroic" hot buttered biscuits! Incoming! [ people screaming .]
[ grunts .]
So, how about randomizing me something useful? Astrodactyl: Now, that's more like it! [ squawks .]
Bring it on, froggies.
[ squawks .]
I got a whole arsenal of alien heroes.
Snare-Oh: Oh, man.
I can't even remember what this one does.
Oh, yeah right! Wh-o-o-o-oa! Whoa! [ screaming .]
Attea: Nobody touches Ben Tennyson.
He's mine.
[ beep .]
Rath: Lemme tell ya somethin', Incursean space fighter! Rath will clip your wings, starting from the inside and working his way out! [ grunts .]
Rath isn't goin' down, gravity ancient evil force of nature! This time, you're the one that's goin' [ beep .]
Uh-oh! Ben: Come on! Come on! Aaaah! [ grunts .]
Thanks for the save.
So, how come you're flying away from the fight? Rook: Magister Tennyson has ordered that I return you to the - base for your own safety.
- Ben: I'm handling things! Rook: In your culture, the gesture of flailing one's arms and plummeting helplessly roughly translate to - "I'm handling things"? - Ben: When I do it, yeah.
Attea: Go! Run! I'm terrific with moving targets.
Psychobos: Shall I inform daddy of your progress? Attea: One more word, crab cakes, and you're an appetizer! Milleous: About time! [ feedback .]
Attention, Earth persons, this is your conqueror speaking, Lordmperor Milleous destroyer of galaxies, warrior without peer, light of the Incursean empire, of which you are about to become the latest unwilling member! Resistance is futile, but encouraged, for it amuses me.
[ alarm blaring .]
[ indistinct shouting .]
All planetary defenses have been neutralized.
By the time they knocked out our interstellar communications, the nearest Plumber bases had already gone dark.
Max: So, no backup? What about Ben's malfunctioning Omnitrix? Rest assured, sir, we have our best and brightest on the case.
[ Omnitrix beeping .]
Driba: I think we've finally located the problem.
You've activated the randomizer function.
Ben: Thanks.
I could've guessed that when it said "randomizer function activated"! Blukic: Then our work here is done.
- Ben: Wait! Can you fix it? - Driba: Most definitely.
Blukic: [ groans .]
[ Omnitrix powers down .]
Driba: I'm going to reverse my initial estimate slightly to "most definitely not.
" Ben: Wait, wait, wait! So I'm just gonna randomly switch from alien to alien every time I use the Omnitrix? Blukic: It's a randomizer function.
Driba: [ scoffs .]
The human attention span.
Max: With our limited resources, our only hope is to mount an all-out assault on Emperor Milleous' flagship.
If we can cut off the Incurseans' communications, we stand a chance of neutralizing the entire armada in the confusion.
Ben: I want in.
Max: You're gonna sit this one out, Ben.
We don't even know if your Omnitrix will recharge.
And if it does, it'll likely go random again.
Alpha and Beta teams, move out! [ monitor beeping .]
Attea: There you are.
[ all screaming .]
[ monitor beeping .]
Psychobos: The defense forces are escaping, highest commander.
Attea: Let daddy get a few hits in.
We got our own objective and our own backup.
[ people screaming .]
Max: Stay in formation! And fire! [ alarm blaring .]
Milleous: Aww.
Primates are so cute when they try to defend their planet.
[ both screaming .]
[ alarm blaring .]
[ grunts .]
Psychobos: This is even easier than the last time I infiltrated this stronghold and I use the term loosely.
[ beeping .]
[ whirring .]
[ croaks .]
Attea: According to my intel, he was supposed to be here! [ ribbits .]
Find Tennyson! And I want him alive! To start out with, anyway.
Rook: Magister Tennyson! My ship has sustained extensive damage! Max: Rook! Don't do it! There has to be another way! Ben: I'm with you, partner.
Floor it! Rook: You stowed away? Ben: Just till I recharged.
It's "blaze of glory" time! Rook: Consider it floored, partner.
Max: Ben! No.
Rook: You were supposed to sneak us aboard as Big Chill.
Bloxx: Change of plans.
Bloxx is better for busting frog legs.
[ beeping .]
Ben: What?! Well, at least the randomizer didn't come on.
[ Omnitrix warbles .]
Instant recharge! Way to go, Blukic and Driba! Rook: So, what is your new plan? Ben: Same as always put the hurt on the bad guy.
Humungousaur style! Nanomech: What?! Halt! [ croaks .]
Drop your weapon in the name of the glorious Incursean Aah! [ grunts .]
[ grunts .]
There he is! Stop him! Rook: [ grunts .]
[ beeping .]
Ben: Yee! Next time, will you let me in on your plan before you throw me to the frogs? [ groans .]
Rook: Whatever Blukic and Driba did to your Omnitrix has shortened the duration of your transformations.
I suggest you time them judiciously.
Max: This is for Ben and Rook, you toads! Milleous: Guy's got guts.
I want to see 'em.
Blast that ape! Rook: [ grunts .]
Whoa! Milleous: Intruders! Croak 'em! Ben: I got the three on the right.
[ beep .]
Four Arms: Make that for four on the right.
Get up! [ beeping .]
Ben: On second thought, stay down.
[ crash .]
[ Omnitrix beeps .]
Grandpa! What are you doing?! Max: Ben? You're alive! Ben: Aah! - Milleous: Nufferlon! - Ben: Uh, what? Milleous: I said, "not for long.
" Now, call off your attack, or Tennyson's toast.
[ rumbling .]
[ croaks .]
Cease fire! Cease fire! Ben: First rule of Ben warfare never leave the arms free.
[ beep .]
Milleous: I said cea [ crackling .]
[ beeping .]
Ben: [ as Milleous .]
Do not cease fire! Plumbers have infiltrated all Incursean ships! Shoot first, ask questions later! Trust no one, including me, Lord Emperor Milleous, light of the [ normal voice .]
Ah, forget it! Boring conversation anyway.
[ intercom beeps .]
Emperor Milleous, what are your orders? - Come in! Come in! - Who's in command? [ beep .]
Attea: This is General Attea Princess Scion, and teen supreme of the deathless Incursean empire! I'm taking command, and I say fire on the flagship! It's what daddy would've wanted.
Ben: [ gasps .]
O-kay, maybe I should've thought this through a little better.
[ computer beeping .]
Rook: Why start now? Milleous: [ grunts .]
I only got one plan.
It involves you, a lot of pain, and destruction on a planetary scale.
[ beep .]
Xlr8: Got to catch me first.
Milleous: [ croaking .]
[ grunts .]
[ beeping .]
Ben: Aah! [ grunts .]
Milleous: Nowhere to run now, primate.
Ben: Then I guess I'll have to stand and fight.
[ beep .]
Milleous: [ croaks .]
[ beeping .]
Ben: [ groans .]
Aah! [ thud .]
[ groaning .]
Milleous: [ croaks .]
That felt so good, I think I'll do it again! [ beep .]
Crashhopper: Ya-A-A-Hoo! Milleous: [ grunting .]
Crashhopper: Whoo! Ben: [ grunts .]
Milleous: [ croaks .]
Huh? Rook: Emperor Milleous, you are under arrest for assault on a planet with intent to conquer.
Ben: I told you I can handle this! [ Omnitrix powers down .]
[ buzzing .]
But I'll let you wrap things up.
Both: Surrender now! Max: I'm afraid we have you outnumbered.
Attea: Look a little higher.
Now who's outnumbered? Ben: Call off your ships, Attea! Or say goodbye to daddy! - Attea: Go ahead.
I dare you.
- Milleous: Huh? Attea: Daddy, please.
It's not like he has the guts to do it.
Milleous: Here's what's gonna happen, kid.
You're gonna let me go, then you're gonna leave this planet - and never come back.
- Ben: And why would I do that? [ device beeps .]
[ beeping .]
[ whirring .]
Attea: You must have wondered what happened to that mind-control juice I grabbed on Revonnah.
Ben: No.
Maybe.
What? [ roars .]
[ loud thud .]
Ben: Ha! One Waybig.
Psychobos: You nincompoop! It's mutated and feral.
And most importantly Attea: Shh! I want to see his face.
[ rumbling .]
[ roars .]
[ sirens wailing .]
Ben: [ sighs .]
Milleous: I see you anywhere near this system and I mean anywhere my mutated To'kustar pets destroy everyone and everything you ever cared about! Ben: No.
I'm not leaving Earth! Max: Ben, you have to go.
Ben: Grandpa, no! I can't let them win! I never let Vilgax win or Aggregor or Max: Ben.
Ben: I've never backed down, and I'm not about to back down now! Max: Ben! I already thought I'd lost you once today.
At least this way, I'll know you're alive.
Milleous: First rule of Ben warfare never leave the arms free.
Harangue: This is Will Harangue, coming to you live over the Incursean news network.
The crowd rejoices silently as our benevolent Incursean overlords bestow upon mankind their greatest gift.
[ beep .]
Today, we are finally free of the most dangerous threat to our planet.
Goodbye, Ben Tennyson And good riddance.
1x27 - The Frogs of War, part 2 Ben: Aah! What? Where? [ grunts .]
Well, universe, I usually wouldn't say this, but at least things can't get any worse.
[ beeping .]
I hate you, universe.
My friends, a month has passed since our Incursian protectors arrived here on Earth, quickly establishing a new era of order and tranquility.
They have ousted the Plumbers, a seditious ring of spies, and taken possession of their hideout.
And best of all, our Benevolent leaders have banished the traitorous menace Ben Tennyson for good.
We all owe the Incursians an immense Uh, spontaneous display of fireworks! A tribute to our protectors.
Yes! Gwen: Ben would have loved that.
I told you it would work, Drib oh, never mind.
Gwen: Aah! - Let's take 'em! - Or we could run away.
- There they are! - Get 'em! Kevin: Argit's got a point, Gwen.
Leave the weapons! [ grunts .]
[ tires screeching .]
[ explosions .]
[ grunts .]
[ screaming .]
[ all screaming .]
[ all groaning .]
Gwen: Any more bright ideas? You can come out.
It's gone.
Thanks.
Rook: You do realize that harboring resistance fighters is dangerous? Kevin: Yeah, these guys stomp first and ask questions never.
Plenty folks out there just like me ready to help.
Uh, can I have these batteries? [ beep .]
Rook: It is unfortunate that we had to abandon those weapons.
We need more than this to mount a full counterattack.
Kevin: Rook, we dodged the way-bads for two weeks getting this stuff to Bellwood.
I'm not about to get popped over some lame frog blasters.
Rook: Forgive me, Kevin.
I was not questioning your judgment.
Ugh, you're so polite.
Gwen: Fact is, guys, these raids aren't doing us much good.
If a frontal assault is out, then it's time we tried something big, like busting Grandpa Max out of Plumber headquarters.
Kevin: So, we, what, just barge in? Now you're sounding like - Gwen: Like Ben.
- And Driba.
I miss him so much, I've been contradicting myself.
Emperor Millious: Attention, Earth nobodies! This is your leader, Emperor Millious.
I am sick of all these attacks! It's expensive, and it does not do no good.
What part of "resistance is useless" did you not get? You must learn to turn in anybody that fights the occupation.
Otherwise Dr.
Psychobos, please show them "otherwise.
" Got that? Gwen is right.
Nothing we do is gonna make a difference.
Well, nothing short of snatching Psychobos and shutting down his mind-control gizmo.
- Kevin: Go on.
- I got it! We just saw Mamillious' ship, right? But he works out of Plumbers' headquarters.
Kevin: So, when he heads back into town - We grab him! - Kevin: You wanted something big.
Gwen: Rook? Rook: It does seem strategically sound, and yet, Argit thought of it.
What can I say? I'm only dangerous when I'm cornered.
[ chuckles .]
[ beeping .]
Kevin: Almost there.
Gwen: Psychobos isn't in the caravan.
H-hold your fire! It's a setup! Yah! Attea, don't shoot! R-r-remember, we had a deal.
You had a deal.
I had a win.
On my command.
Ready Aim Bullfrag: Princess! What? Oh! - Bullfrag: Later.
- Huh? [ croaks .]
Bullfrag: Call me Bullfrag.
You comin' or what? - Rook: A ship! - Bullfrag: Think you can handle it? Gwen: Could we discuss this later? Gwen: How is everybody? Well, to tell the truth, I'm feeling a bit existential.
- Kevin: She means, are you hurt? - No, she doesn't.
- Kevin: Huh? - What nothing.
Bullfrag: [ clears throat .]
I didn't hear a "thank you.
" Kevin: Yeah.
Where are our manners? Bullfrag: Hey, why'd you hit me? Kevin: Hmm, 'cause you're a filthy Incursion.
[ light buzzing .]
Bullfrag: I am not.
I helped you escape.
Rook: Yes.
Why is that, filthy Incursion? Bullfrag: Isn't it obvious? I'm - Kevin: Shut it, salamander.
- Bullfrag: I'm telling you Kevin: What if he's wearing a wire? - Gwen: He's cool.
- Rook: Miss Tennyson [ slurping .]
Gwen: Rook, scan the room for enemy surveillance.
Rook: I did my sweep this morning.
Bullfrag: Before you found out Argit was playing both sides.
Kevin: And how do we know you're not? Bullfrag: You'll know.
When it's safe, I'll explain everything.
Ooh.
You have any more of those? Ahh! Nope.
[ slurping .]
Emperor Millious: I ask you to do one simple ambush, and you blow it! - Discuss! - Daddy, it's not my fault.
Emperor Millious: Spawn of mine, you had that traitor right in front of you, but you just stood there.
What's the matter with you? You know, my guys almost got this ship fixed.
I would like to move on and conquer other worlds.
But I can't, 'cause I got to stay here on Earth to make sure you don't mess up again! I am serious here, Attea.
If anything else goes awry, you do not rejoin your mother in stasis.
You become history.
State your business.
Bullfrag: All hail, Emperor Millious, conqueror of a thousand planets, hero to trillions, grand exalted pooh-bah of the greater pleiades.
Okay, okay, kiss-up, you're on record.
Move along.
Bullfrag: Hey, all right.
Thanks, pal.
Yo, rebel scum, in you go.
[ beeps .]
That'll jam the cameras long enough for us to locate Psychobos.
Gwen: But first, we rescue Grandpa Max.
Bullfrag: Absolutely.
- Kevin: Since when does he get a vote? - Gwen: Lead the way, Rook.
Rook: Good day, gentlemen.
Care to surrender peacefully? Kevin: Not bad for a newb.
Rook: High praise indeed coming from the infamous Kevin Levin.
Kevin: Infamous, huh? Gwen: Hate to interrupt a budding bromance, but you want to help here? [ bell dings .]
Driba and magister Patelliday.
[ beeping .]
Rook: The Incursions reset the codes.
[ electricity crackles .]
Blukic, where have you been? Patelliday began to smell after three days.
Oh, you don't have to get all mushy.
- I was not mushy! - Was too.
Fine.
If saying it's good to see you is mushy, call me mushy! You didn't say it was good to see me.
Rook: The magister is severely dehydrated.
I gave him my water ration, but he needs more.
Gwen: We better find grandpa.
[ bell dings .]
Max: [ groaning .]
Gwen: Grandpa! Bullfrag: I got you, grandpa.
- Max: Ben! - Kevin: Ben? - Gwen: Ben.
- Ben.
The Emperor's gonna wanna public execution for you, Tennyson.
Kevin: Hang on, hang on.
Bullfrag is Ben? Gwen: Who else would come up with a dumb name like "Bullfrag"? Bullfrag: Whatever.
Bullfrag is awesome.
Gwen: I knew it was you as soon as you showed up.
Bullfrag: I know, but I couldn't risk the Incursions finding out I was back on Earth.
That's why I couldn't say nothing until I knew we were in the clear.
Oh, you better believe it.
My daddy will fry you alive for coming back, and the rest of this miserable planet! Bullfrag: 'Course, you're kind of mixed up about me, aren't you? It's exciting going against what daddy says, huh? What? Well, uh, I uh Bullfrag: Now that I'm an Incursion, Attea, I'm seeing you in a whole new way.
Which way? How? Say what?! Bullfrag: You're special.
Those big eyes, that cute little cap, that vicious indifference.
Oh, well, it's an instinct, you know.
I'm just naturally cold-blooded.
Aah! Oh.
Kevin: I'm gonna throw up.
[ burps .]
That was disgusting.
Bullfrag: Don't blame me.
Blame this DNA.
Gwen: Oh, that's what you boys always say.
Bullfrag: But now that they know I'm here Command code 1010, Tennyson, Benjamin.
Disengage life-form lock.
- Gwen: Good to see your face.
- Ben: Yeah, it's been a while.
- Kevin: Hey, buddy.
- Ben: Hey.
Max: Though your being here will cause us all sorts of trouble.
How'd you manage it? Ben: When the pod lost power, I figured I'm toast.
But I noticed one of my manacles was a little loose.
[ grunts .]
Come on.
Come on! [ grunts .]
[ beeping .]
Azmuth showed up a few hours later.
He fixed that problem I was having with the randomizer and gave me the Omnitrix lock code for Incursion DNA.
[ beeping .]
Gwen: Rook, what's going on? Rook: We have located Dr.
Psychobos.
Ben: Is that good news or bad? Rook: Ben! I suspected that was you.
Kevin: What? Everybody knew except me? Rook: The doctor's latest psionic augmentations are impressive.
For a Cerebral Crustacean.
And I think he sent a signal to a mutant To'kustar.
But other than a way bad headed this way, we're fine.
Max: We're coming.
- And as for the "way bad" - Ben: My job.
[ Omnitrix beeping .]
[ roars .]
[ Omnitrix powers down .]
Ben: Aah! [ coughs .]
A little out of practice.
Ben Tennyson! The frogs told us they'd finished you off.
Ben: Not yet.
Well, we're ready to fight back humans and aliens.
Run! [ beeps .]
Waybig: You are in big trouble way big! Emperor Millious: Tennyson! Tennyson!? [ croaks .]
Get this thing in the air! I'm through playin'! I will personally blast that fool to bits! But, Emperor, the repairs are not complete.
The maneuvering jets are Aah! Emperor Millious: Have you any other objections? Waybig: Oh, yeah! [ roars .]
Waybig: Oh, yeah.
Pathetic simpletons! You are wasting your time.
I control every mutant To'kustar on Earth.
I can squash your resistance and I use the term loosely like b-b-bugs.
Simpletons?! The simplest Galvan is still smarter than a Cerebral Crustacean.
Yeah, and we ought to know.
Ugh! Rook: Ben, Dr.
Psychobos no longer controls the mutants.
Waybig: So, why are they still fighting? Psychobos: They're feral, you dolts.
Without my great mind controlling them, they will destroy everything in sight.
[ Psychobos laughing evilly .]
- Rook: Now what? - I have an idea.
No, you don't.
[ pants .]
Daylight at last! [ roars .]
Aah! Did you see that? You took down that giant.
You're a hero.
Great.
Go get your hero some pants.
[ roars .]
Null void projector! Emperor Millious: Huh? Rook: There are way bads all over the globe.
We will return.
Ben: Emperor Millious.
Seems like you and I were having this same discussion a few weeks ago.
Kevin: Yeah, except now froggy's mutant To'kustar army is headed to the null void.
Please.
[ grunting .]
Emperor Millious: I still have my regular army, an armada of super destroyers, and a conquest ray.
Max: And we have you.
And that puts me in charge.
Which, by the way, was my plan all along.
Ben: Who the what, now? I sabotaged your exile pod, figured you'd break free, come back, and clobber daddy.
[ beeping .]
You think the Ben Tennyson is just gonna sit back and watch his home world get conquered? Ben: You did all this so I'd take your dad down for you? Ever since the last time I tried to take over, he's been keeping me at tongue's length.
You were my ticket to the throne.
Ben: Wow, you are all kinds of messed up.
I know! Here's the deal.
I walk away and take the armada with me.
You keep daddy, and the empire goes back to last year's borders.
Ben: You'd be getting away clean.
Tough toady! I got a truce to offer, and you don't want a war.
Max: The Earth accepts your terms.
Ben: But Pleasure.
We'll pay for damages a small price to pay for power.
Emperor Millious: I should have kept you in a stasis pod, you double-crossing backstabber! [ whimpers .]
They grow up so fast.
You want to come with, Tennyson? You know, lose that monkey face and turn back into Bullfrag? Ben: Yeah, I'm gonna pass.
Your loss.
Mwah! Rook: The news is all over the internet, extranet, and even tesser-bursts.
The Incursions have stopped their onslaught.
Ben: She wasn't lying.
Those way bads didn't step on any Mr.
Smoothy's, did they? I haven't been there in over a month.
Gwen: Ben Tennyson is back.
Rook: Playing violin with your Omnitrix will not make it move faster.
Ben: What? Oh, you mean "fiddling" with my Omnitrix? Rook: That, as well.
Perhaps you should find an alternate method of calming yourself.
Ben: I'm perfectly calm.
[ beeping stops .]
Hey! What's the holdup?! [ rumbling .]
1x26 - The Frogs of War, part 1 [ people gasping .]
[ indistinct shouting .]
[ screams .]
[ roars .]
Rook: I did not expect that.
Ben: It's like every alien in undertown suddenly has someplace they got to be.
[ clanking .]
Hey! Where's everybody going? The Incurseans are coming! The Incurseans are coming! 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 They're coming! The Incurseans! No one is safe! You're next! You're next! Ben: What do you think, Rook? Do we believe him? Rook: Earth would position the Incurseans to take the entire galaxy.
It is quite possible even likely.
Ben: The whole galaxy? Guess we can stop worrying what the Incurseans have been after all along.
[ rumbling .]
[ people screaming .]
[ people gasping .]
[ screams .]
Aliens! Aliens are living among us! [ elevator bell dings .]
Come on, guys! Let's go! This is not a drill! This is not a drill! Max: Now looks like the rumors are true.
An armada of Incursean superdestroyers is on a direct course for Earth.
Ben: And that's a direct course for some smackdown! Max: This isn't a street brawl, Ben.
We're gearing up for a war.
[ computer beeping .]
[ revving .]
Planetary shields online.
Rook: Shields will only slow them down.
Ben: I can't just sit on my hands waiting to do something! Max: You won't be.
[ computer beeps .]
I need you to deal with a more immediate threat.
[ sirens wailing .]
[ indistinct shouting .]
Harangue: As you can see, the crowd is whipped into a fury of righteous indignation at the alien menace that has been discovered festering right below our feet.
Rook: Clearly, these gestures do not translate to "thank you.
" Max: More like "we're scared.
" We need to calm their fears before we end up fighting a war on two fronts.
Ben: So, how come I'm the one who has to hold their hands and tell them everything's all right? Even you have to admit I'm a lot better at punching things than public speaking.
Max: You're a hero and a celebrity.
They'll listen to you.
[ indistinct shouting .]
Ben: Oh, come on! A banana?! Really?! Harangue: Ben Tennyson! The people demand answers! How long have you been a traitor to your species?! Ben: Uh who with the what, now? Harangue: Are you out to destroy humanity or merely enslave it? Ben: That's not I mean, hey! Harangue: On a scale of 1 to and 10 being complete obliteration of the space-time continuum how dangerous is this alien population? Ben: Trust me I've been to undertown, and they're decent folks trying to make an honest living.
They may look different, but aliens are totally and completely harmless.
Milleous: Attention, Earthling scum.
Surrender your planet at once and swear allegiance to me, Emperor Milleous.
Or and I'm kind of hoping you go for this option face certain annihilation at the overwhelming might of the glorious Incursean armada! [ fly buzzing .]
[ croaks .]
Why do they not respond? Attea: Hello! Planetary shield blocking all communication! Conquer worlds much? Milleous: Keep pounding that shield until you bust through! And, Attea, daughter of mine, you watch that mouth of yours, unless you'd rather find yourself on prisoner inventory detail.
[ elevator bell dings .]
Psychobos: Do I detect a hint of daddy issues, highest commander? Attea: [ ribbits .]
Oh, I got daddy issues, Psychobos crawdaddy issues! Ben: Look, my work lets me live in the skin of countless aliens, and I've always used their abilities to save this planet and the universe! Couple dozen times! Maybe more! [ Omnitrix beeping .]
[ Omnitrix whirring .]
Randomizer function activated.
Ben: Randomizer function? What's tha [ people screaming .]
Waybig: Sorry.
My bad.
Everything's fine now.
See? Nrg: Aaaaaah! [ gasping .]
It was an accident! I swear! You're still perfectly safe around aliens.
Although you might want to back away from the radiation.
Waterhazard: Oh, man! Harangue: Is there no end to the one-man alien rampage that is Ben Tennys [ groans .]
Waterhazard: Oops.
[ sirens wail .]
Attea: We got a hole! Now, celebrated calaveras legion, go! Snap up Earth like it's some kind of sugar bug! [ ribbits .]
Waterhazard: So, remember, when you hear "alien," think "helpful, heroic" hot buttered biscuits! Incoming! [ people screaming .]
[ grunts .]
So, how about randomizing me something useful? Astrodactyl: Now, that's more like it! [ squawks .]
Bring it on, froggies.
[ squawks .]
I got a whole arsenal of alien heroes.
Snare-Oh: Oh, man.
I can't even remember what this one does.
Oh, yeah right! Wh-o-o-o-oa! Whoa! [ screaming .]
Attea: Nobody touches Ben Tennyson.
He's mine.
[ beep .]
Rath: Lemme tell ya somethin', Incursean space fighter! Rath will clip your wings, starting from the inside and working his way out! [ grunts .]
Rath isn't goin' down, gravity ancient evil force of nature! This time, you're the one that's goin' [ beep .]
Uh-oh! Ben: Come on! Come on! Aaaah! [ grunts .]
Thanks for the save.
So, how come you're flying away from the fight? Rook: Magister Tennyson has ordered that I return you to the - base for your own safety.
- Ben: I'm handling things! Rook: In your culture, the gesture of flailing one's arms and plummeting helplessly roughly translate to - "I'm handling things"? - Ben: When I do it, yeah.
Attea: Go! Run! I'm terrific with moving targets.
Psychobos: Shall I inform daddy of your progress? Attea: One more word, crab cakes, and you're an appetizer! Milleous: About time! [ feedback .]
Attention, Earth persons, this is your conqueror speaking, Lordmperor Milleous destroyer of galaxies, warrior without peer, light of the Incursean empire, of which you are about to become the latest unwilling member! Resistance is futile, but encouraged, for it amuses me.
[ alarm blaring .]
[ indistinct shouting .]
All planetary defenses have been neutralized.
By the time they knocked out our interstellar communications, the nearest Plumber bases had already gone dark.
Max: So, no backup? What about Ben's malfunctioning Omnitrix? Rest assured, sir, we have our best and brightest on the case.
[ Omnitrix beeping .]
Driba: I think we've finally located the problem.
You've activated the randomizer function.
Ben: Thanks.
I could've guessed that when it said "randomizer function activated"! Blukic: Then our work here is done.
- Ben: Wait! Can you fix it? - Driba: Most definitely.
Blukic: [ groans .]
[ Omnitrix powers down .]
Driba: I'm going to reverse my initial estimate slightly to "most definitely not.
" Ben: Wait, wait, wait! So I'm just gonna randomly switch from alien to alien every time I use the Omnitrix? Blukic: It's a randomizer function.
Driba: [ scoffs .]
The human attention span.
Max: With our limited resources, our only hope is to mount an all-out assault on Emperor Milleous' flagship.
If we can cut off the Incurseans' communications, we stand a chance of neutralizing the entire armada in the confusion.
Ben: I want in.
Max: You're gonna sit this one out, Ben.
We don't even know if your Omnitrix will recharge.
And if it does, it'll likely go random again.
Alpha and Beta teams, move out! [ monitor beeping .]
Attea: There you are.
[ all screaming .]
[ monitor beeping .]
Psychobos: The defense forces are escaping, highest commander.
Attea: Let daddy get a few hits in.
We got our own objective and our own backup.
[ people screaming .]
Max: Stay in formation! And fire! [ alarm blaring .]
Milleous: Aww.
Primates are so cute when they try to defend their planet.
[ both screaming .]
[ alarm blaring .]
[ grunts .]
Psychobos: This is even easier than the last time I infiltrated this stronghold and I use the term loosely.
[ beeping .]
[ whirring .]
[ croaks .]
Attea: According to my intel, he was supposed to be here! [ ribbits .]
Find Tennyson! And I want him alive! To start out with, anyway.
Rook: Magister Tennyson! My ship has sustained extensive damage! Max: Rook! Don't do it! There has to be another way! Ben: I'm with you, partner.
Floor it! Rook: You stowed away? Ben: Just till I recharged.
It's "blaze of glory" time! Rook: Consider it floored, partner.
Max: Ben! No.
Rook: You were supposed to sneak us aboard as Big Chill.
Bloxx: Change of plans.
Bloxx is better for busting frog legs.
[ beeping .]
Ben: What?! Well, at least the randomizer didn't come on.
[ Omnitrix warbles .]
Instant recharge! Way to go, Blukic and Driba! Rook: So, what is your new plan? Ben: Same as always put the hurt on the bad guy.
Humungousaur style! Nanomech: What?! Halt! [ croaks .]
Drop your weapon in the name of the glorious Incursean Aah! [ grunts .]
[ grunts .]
There he is! Stop him! Rook: [ grunts .]
[ beeping .]
Ben: Yee! Next time, will you let me in on your plan before you throw me to the frogs? [ groans .]
Rook: Whatever Blukic and Driba did to your Omnitrix has shortened the duration of your transformations.
I suggest you time them judiciously.
Max: This is for Ben and Rook, you toads! Milleous: Guy's got guts.
I want to see 'em.
Blast that ape! Rook: [ grunts .]
Whoa! Milleous: Intruders! Croak 'em! Ben: I got the three on the right.
[ beep .]
Four Arms: Make that for four on the right.
Get up! [ beeping .]
Ben: On second thought, stay down.
[ crash .]
[ Omnitrix beeps .]
Grandpa! What are you doing?! Max: Ben? You're alive! Ben: Aah! - Milleous: Nufferlon! - Ben: Uh, what? Milleous: I said, "not for long.
" Now, call off your attack, or Tennyson's toast.
[ rumbling .]
[ croaks .]
Cease fire! Cease fire! Ben: First rule of Ben warfare never leave the arms free.
[ beep .]
Milleous: I said cea [ crackling .]
[ beeping .]
Ben: [ as Milleous .]
Do not cease fire! Plumbers have infiltrated all Incursean ships! Shoot first, ask questions later! Trust no one, including me, Lord Emperor Milleous, light of the [ normal voice .]
Ah, forget it! Boring conversation anyway.
[ intercom beeps .]
Emperor Milleous, what are your orders? - Come in! Come in! - Who's in command? [ beep .]
Attea: This is General Attea Princess Scion, and teen supreme of the deathless Incursean empire! I'm taking command, and I say fire on the flagship! It's what daddy would've wanted.
Ben: [ gasps .]
O-kay, maybe I should've thought this through a little better.
[ computer beeping .]
Rook: Why start now? Milleous: [ grunts .]
I only got one plan.
It involves you, a lot of pain, and destruction on a planetary scale.
[ beep .]
Xlr8: Got to catch me first.
Milleous: [ croaking .]
[ grunts .]
[ beeping .]
Ben: Aah! [ grunts .]
Milleous: Nowhere to run now, primate.
Ben: Then I guess I'll have to stand and fight.
[ beep .]
Milleous: [ croaks .]
[ beeping .]
Ben: [ groans .]
Aah! [ thud .]
[ groaning .]
Milleous: [ croaks .]
That felt so good, I think I'll do it again! [ beep .]
Crashhopper: Ya-A-A-Hoo! Milleous: [ grunting .]
Crashhopper: Whoo! Ben: [ grunts .]
Milleous: [ croaks .]
Huh? Rook: Emperor Milleous, you are under arrest for assault on a planet with intent to conquer.
Ben: I told you I can handle this! [ Omnitrix powers down .]
[ buzzing .]
But I'll let you wrap things up.
Both: Surrender now! Max: I'm afraid we have you outnumbered.
Attea: Look a little higher.
Now who's outnumbered? Ben: Call off your ships, Attea! Or say goodbye to daddy! - Attea: Go ahead.
I dare you.
- Milleous: Huh? Attea: Daddy, please.
It's not like he has the guts to do it.
Milleous: Here's what's gonna happen, kid.
You're gonna let me go, then you're gonna leave this planet - and never come back.
- Ben: And why would I do that? [ device beeps .]
[ beeping .]
[ whirring .]
Attea: You must have wondered what happened to that mind-control juice I grabbed on Revonnah.
Ben: No.
Maybe.
What? [ roars .]
[ loud thud .]
Ben: Ha! One Waybig.
Psychobos: You nincompoop! It's mutated and feral.
And most importantly Attea: Shh! I want to see his face.
[ rumbling .]
[ roars .]
[ sirens wailing .]
Ben: [ sighs .]
Milleous: I see you anywhere near this system and I mean anywhere my mutated To'kustar pets destroy everyone and everything you ever cared about! Ben: No.
I'm not leaving Earth! Max: Ben, you have to go.
Ben: Grandpa, no! I can't let them win! I never let Vilgax win or Aggregor or Max: Ben.
Ben: I've never backed down, and I'm not about to back down now! Max: Ben! I already thought I'd lost you once today.
At least this way, I'll know you're alive.
Milleous: First rule of Ben warfare never leave the arms free.
Harangue: This is Will Harangue, coming to you live over the Incursean news network.
The crowd rejoices silently as our benevolent Incursean overlords bestow upon mankind their greatest gift.
[ beep .]
Today, we are finally free of the most dangerous threat to our planet.
Goodbye, Ben Tennyson And good riddance.
1x27 - The Frogs of War, part 2 Ben: Aah! What? Where? [ grunts .]
Well, universe, I usually wouldn't say this, but at least things can't get any worse.
[ beeping .]
I hate you, universe.
My friends, a month has passed since our Incursian protectors arrived here on Earth, quickly establishing a new era of order and tranquility.
They have ousted the Plumbers, a seditious ring of spies, and taken possession of their hideout.
And best of all, our Benevolent leaders have banished the traitorous menace Ben Tennyson for good.
We all owe the Incursians an immense Uh, spontaneous display of fireworks! A tribute to our protectors.
Yes! Gwen: Ben would have loved that.
I told you it would work, Drib oh, never mind.
Gwen: Aah! - Let's take 'em! - Or we could run away.
- There they are! - Get 'em! Kevin: Argit's got a point, Gwen.
Leave the weapons! [ grunts .]
[ tires screeching .]
[ explosions .]
[ grunts .]
[ screaming .]
[ all screaming .]
[ all groaning .]
Gwen: Any more bright ideas? You can come out.
It's gone.
Thanks.
Rook: You do realize that harboring resistance fighters is dangerous? Kevin: Yeah, these guys stomp first and ask questions never.
Plenty folks out there just like me ready to help.
Uh, can I have these batteries? [ beep .]
Rook: It is unfortunate that we had to abandon those weapons.
We need more than this to mount a full counterattack.
Kevin: Rook, we dodged the way-bads for two weeks getting this stuff to Bellwood.
I'm not about to get popped over some lame frog blasters.
Rook: Forgive me, Kevin.
I was not questioning your judgment.
Ugh, you're so polite.
Gwen: Fact is, guys, these raids aren't doing us much good.
If a frontal assault is out, then it's time we tried something big, like busting Grandpa Max out of Plumber headquarters.
Kevin: So, we, what, just barge in? Now you're sounding like - Gwen: Like Ben.
- And Driba.
I miss him so much, I've been contradicting myself.
Emperor Millious: Attention, Earth nobodies! This is your leader, Emperor Millious.
I am sick of all these attacks! It's expensive, and it does not do no good.
What part of "resistance is useless" did you not get? You must learn to turn in anybody that fights the occupation.
Otherwise Dr.
Psychobos, please show them "otherwise.
" Got that? Gwen is right.
Nothing we do is gonna make a difference.
Well, nothing short of snatching Psychobos and shutting down his mind-control gizmo.
- Kevin: Go on.
- I got it! We just saw Mamillious' ship, right? But he works out of Plumbers' headquarters.
Kevin: So, when he heads back into town - We grab him! - Kevin: You wanted something big.
Gwen: Rook? Rook: It does seem strategically sound, and yet, Argit thought of it.
What can I say? I'm only dangerous when I'm cornered.
[ chuckles .]
[ beeping .]
Kevin: Almost there.
Gwen: Psychobos isn't in the caravan.
H-hold your fire! It's a setup! Yah! Attea, don't shoot! R-r-remember, we had a deal.
You had a deal.
I had a win.
On my command.
Ready Aim Bullfrag: Princess! What? Oh! - Bullfrag: Later.
- Huh? [ croaks .]
Bullfrag: Call me Bullfrag.
You comin' or what? - Rook: A ship! - Bullfrag: Think you can handle it? Gwen: Could we discuss this later? Gwen: How is everybody? Well, to tell the truth, I'm feeling a bit existential.
- Kevin: She means, are you hurt? - No, she doesn't.
- Kevin: Huh? - What nothing.
Bullfrag: [ clears throat .]
I didn't hear a "thank you.
" Kevin: Yeah.
Where are our manners? Bullfrag: Hey, why'd you hit me? Kevin: Hmm, 'cause you're a filthy Incursion.
[ light buzzing .]
Bullfrag: I am not.
I helped you escape.
Rook: Yes.
Why is that, filthy Incursion? Bullfrag: Isn't it obvious? I'm - Kevin: Shut it, salamander.
- Bullfrag: I'm telling you Kevin: What if he's wearing a wire? - Gwen: He's cool.
- Rook: Miss Tennyson [ slurping .]
Gwen: Rook, scan the room for enemy surveillance.
Rook: I did my sweep this morning.
Bullfrag: Before you found out Argit was playing both sides.
Kevin: And how do we know you're not? Bullfrag: You'll know.
When it's safe, I'll explain everything.
Ooh.
You have any more of those? Ahh! Nope.
[ slurping .]
Emperor Millious: I ask you to do one simple ambush, and you blow it! - Discuss! - Daddy, it's not my fault.
Emperor Millious: Spawn of mine, you had that traitor right in front of you, but you just stood there.
What's the matter with you? You know, my guys almost got this ship fixed.
I would like to move on and conquer other worlds.
But I can't, 'cause I got to stay here on Earth to make sure you don't mess up again! I am serious here, Attea.
If anything else goes awry, you do not rejoin your mother in stasis.
You become history.
State your business.
Bullfrag: All hail, Emperor Millious, conqueror of a thousand planets, hero to trillions, grand exalted pooh-bah of the greater pleiades.
Okay, okay, kiss-up, you're on record.
Move along.
Bullfrag: Hey, all right.
Thanks, pal.
Yo, rebel scum, in you go.
[ beeps .]
That'll jam the cameras long enough for us to locate Psychobos.
Gwen: But first, we rescue Grandpa Max.
Bullfrag: Absolutely.
- Kevin: Since when does he get a vote? - Gwen: Lead the way, Rook.
Rook: Good day, gentlemen.
Care to surrender peacefully? Kevin: Not bad for a newb.
Rook: High praise indeed coming from the infamous Kevin Levin.
Kevin: Infamous, huh? Gwen: Hate to interrupt a budding bromance, but you want to help here? [ bell dings .]
Driba and magister Patelliday.
[ beeping .]
Rook: The Incursions reset the codes.
[ electricity crackles .]
Blukic, where have you been? Patelliday began to smell after three days.
Oh, you don't have to get all mushy.
- I was not mushy! - Was too.
Fine.
If saying it's good to see you is mushy, call me mushy! You didn't say it was good to see me.
Rook: The magister is severely dehydrated.
I gave him my water ration, but he needs more.
Gwen: We better find grandpa.
[ bell dings .]
Max: [ groaning .]
Gwen: Grandpa! Bullfrag: I got you, grandpa.
- Max: Ben! - Kevin: Ben? - Gwen: Ben.
- Ben.
The Emperor's gonna wanna public execution for you, Tennyson.
Kevin: Hang on, hang on.
Bullfrag is Ben? Gwen: Who else would come up with a dumb name like "Bullfrag"? Bullfrag: Whatever.
Bullfrag is awesome.
Gwen: I knew it was you as soon as you showed up.
Bullfrag: I know, but I couldn't risk the Incursions finding out I was back on Earth.
That's why I couldn't say nothing until I knew we were in the clear.
Oh, you better believe it.
My daddy will fry you alive for coming back, and the rest of this miserable planet! Bullfrag: 'Course, you're kind of mixed up about me, aren't you? It's exciting going against what daddy says, huh? What? Well, uh, I uh Bullfrag: Now that I'm an Incursion, Attea, I'm seeing you in a whole new way.
Which way? How? Say what?! Bullfrag: You're special.
Those big eyes, that cute little cap, that vicious indifference.
Oh, well, it's an instinct, you know.
I'm just naturally cold-blooded.
Aah! Oh.
Kevin: I'm gonna throw up.
[ burps .]
That was disgusting.
Bullfrag: Don't blame me.
Blame this DNA.
Gwen: Oh, that's what you boys always say.
Bullfrag: But now that they know I'm here Command code 1010, Tennyson, Benjamin.
Disengage life-form lock.
- Gwen: Good to see your face.
- Ben: Yeah, it's been a while.
- Kevin: Hey, buddy.
- Ben: Hey.
Max: Though your being here will cause us all sorts of trouble.
How'd you manage it? Ben: When the pod lost power, I figured I'm toast.
But I noticed one of my manacles was a little loose.
[ grunts .]
Come on.
Come on! [ grunts .]
[ beeping .]
Azmuth showed up a few hours later.
He fixed that problem I was having with the randomizer and gave me the Omnitrix lock code for Incursion DNA.
[ beeping .]
Gwen: Rook, what's going on? Rook: We have located Dr.
Psychobos.
Ben: Is that good news or bad? Rook: Ben! I suspected that was you.
Kevin: What? Everybody knew except me? Rook: The doctor's latest psionic augmentations are impressive.
For a Cerebral Crustacean.
And I think he sent a signal to a mutant To'kustar.
But other than a way bad headed this way, we're fine.
Max: We're coming.
- And as for the "way bad" - Ben: My job.
[ Omnitrix beeping .]
[ roars .]
[ Omnitrix powers down .]
Ben: Aah! [ coughs .]
A little out of practice.
Ben Tennyson! The frogs told us they'd finished you off.
Ben: Not yet.
Well, we're ready to fight back humans and aliens.
Run! [ beeps .]
Waybig: You are in big trouble way big! Emperor Millious: Tennyson! Tennyson!? [ croaks .]
Get this thing in the air! I'm through playin'! I will personally blast that fool to bits! But, Emperor, the repairs are not complete.
The maneuvering jets are Aah! Emperor Millious: Have you any other objections? Waybig: Oh, yeah! [ roars .]
Waybig: Oh, yeah.
Pathetic simpletons! You are wasting your time.
I control every mutant To'kustar on Earth.
I can squash your resistance and I use the term loosely like b-b-bugs.
Simpletons?! The simplest Galvan is still smarter than a Cerebral Crustacean.
Yeah, and we ought to know.
Ugh! Rook: Ben, Dr.
Psychobos no longer controls the mutants.
Waybig: So, why are they still fighting? Psychobos: They're feral, you dolts.
Without my great mind controlling them, they will destroy everything in sight.
[ Psychobos laughing evilly .]
- Rook: Now what? - I have an idea.
No, you don't.
[ pants .]
Daylight at last! [ roars .]
Aah! Did you see that? You took down that giant.
You're a hero.
Great.
Go get your hero some pants.
[ roars .]
Null void projector! Emperor Millious: Huh? Rook: There are way bads all over the globe.
We will return.
Ben: Emperor Millious.
Seems like you and I were having this same discussion a few weeks ago.
Kevin: Yeah, except now froggy's mutant To'kustar army is headed to the null void.
Please.
[ grunting .]
Emperor Millious: I still have my regular army, an armada of super destroyers, and a conquest ray.
Max: And we have you.
And that puts me in charge.
Which, by the way, was my plan all along.
Ben: Who the what, now? I sabotaged your exile pod, figured you'd break free, come back, and clobber daddy.
[ beeping .]
You think the Ben Tennyson is just gonna sit back and watch his home world get conquered? Ben: You did all this so I'd take your dad down for you? Ever since the last time I tried to take over, he's been keeping me at tongue's length.
You were my ticket to the throne.
Ben: Wow, you are all kinds of messed up.
I know! Here's the deal.
I walk away and take the armada with me.
You keep daddy, and the empire goes back to last year's borders.
Ben: You'd be getting away clean.
Tough toady! I got a truce to offer, and you don't want a war.
Max: The Earth accepts your terms.
Ben: But Pleasure.
We'll pay for damages a small price to pay for power.
Emperor Millious: I should have kept you in a stasis pod, you double-crossing backstabber! [ whimpers .]
They grow up so fast.
You want to come with, Tennyson? You know, lose that monkey face and turn back into Bullfrag? Ben: Yeah, I'm gonna pass.
Your loss.
Mwah! Rook: The news is all over the internet, extranet, and even tesser-bursts.
The Incursions have stopped their onslaught.
Ben: She wasn't lying.
Those way bads didn't step on any Mr.
Smoothy's, did they? I haven't been there in over a month.
Gwen: Ben Tennyson is back.