01x09 - The Gauntlet

[bunniefuu]

[explosions ]

Ugh!

You okay?

Been better.

Ugh!

We're in trouble.

You think?

How long before you can
change?

Still need a few seconds.

I'll see what I can do.

Unh!

Ben!

[grunts ]

Ugh!

Running out of time here!

Almost.

[grunts ]

Ugh!

That's it, Ben!

Ugh!

[grunts ]

[ cracking ]
[groans ]

Let him go!

[ roars ]

[growls ]

Uh-oh.

It's okay.

I'm back in business.

You know who would be perfect
for this?

The suspense
is k*lling me.

Goop!

BOTH:
Ew!

You know this is cool.

Hey.

Uh, that's not gonna happen.

Ben, get off of us.

Sorry.

You ought to be.

That was pretty cool, though.

Like the old days.

Whatever.

As long as we took care of this
thing for good.

I swear there's still
Tennyson goo on here.

GWEN:
No, there isn't.

[sniffs ]

Nectarine smoothies for
everybody.

Hey!

Ohh.

I should have said on everybody.

[ both laugh ]

Whoops.

Hey, J.T., looks like somebody
had an accident.

Yeah.

Look at that mess, Cash.

Need me to get you a sippy cup,
Ben?

Or maybe a diaper?

[ both laughing ]

Okay. You got me.
Good one.

Well?

What are you gonna do about it,
huh?

Egggh!

[laughter]

Now look what you made me do!

BEN:
You know what?

You two aren't even worth it.

Huh?

It's ridiculous.

Could you at least try being
original, for a change?

You've been doing the same old
bully routine

since the second grade, Cash.

It's tired.

Spilling my drink -- seriously?

I can't believe I used to be
afraid of you.

Look around, Cash.

We've all grown up.

[ crowd murmuring ]

But you're still the same
pathetic loser

who has to torment others just
to feel good about himself.

You're just sad.

[ crowd cheering ]

GWEN:
I'm proud of you, Ben.

You could have totally gone
alien on that creep.

I would have decked him.

[ clanking ]

J.T.:
Man, he got you good, Cash.

You should have seen your face
when -- when he said --

Nobody does that to me, J.T. --
ever!

Tennyson is gonna pay.

I'll get him back.

Then everybody will be laughing
at him!

Hey. It's Kevin's car.

Yeah? So?

So, if it was me,
I'd go trash it.

Leave Ben for later.

You mess up Kevin's car,
and everybody will know

you're bad --
the baddest in town.

They'll be talking about it for
years.

[ both grunting ]

[whistling ]

[laughing ]

[grunting continues ]

Unh!

[ car alarm blaring ]

Dude, that's hard-core.

Come on.

[ blaring continues ]

[grunts ]

[ blaring stops ]

Look at all this weird stuff.

You think we could sell it?

Hey!

What did you do to my car?!

Grab something.

Kevin.

They won't get far.

[ beeping ]

GWEN:
Don't, Ben.

I can fly after them.

I'll find them.

Then what --
give up your secret?

Like you said,
they're not worth it.

Besides,
they can't hide forever.

CASH:
All that cool stuff,
and you grab an arm?

Well, I think it's pretty cool.

Kinda like a glove.

Look.

Behold the awesomeness of my
mighty robot arm!

[ imitating g*nf*re]

Aah!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

[laughing ]
All right!

Give it!

I found it.

So?

So it's my turn.

Ow! Ow, ow!

[grunting ]

Aah!

It ain't finders
keepers, J.T.

It's mine.

[laughing maniacally]

Cash...you okay?

Oh, yeah.

This will scare the juice out
of Tennyson.

Last time he'll ever talk smack
to me.

[ chuckles ]

That'd be hilarious.

You're not joking.

Aah!

I said...

it's mine.

KEVIN:
Can't believe those
guys touched my car.

Pushed it down a hill.

Ohhh.

[ birds chirping ]

You've been here all night?

KEVIN:
And I'm not leaving
until my ride is cherry.

Want some help?

You want to help me?

Go away.

Fine by me.

No juice for you!

I'm sorry about your car, Kevin,

but you don't have
to be such a jerk to Ben.

Ugh.

I got some kind
of fruit bone in it.

Yeah.

Okay, I'll go get him.

J.T.:
[ panting ]

Where's Ben?

I got to warn him.

Something's wrong with Cash.

The guy who messed
with my car?

And weren't you with him?

I-I-it was his idea --
really.

Uh-huh.

Cash is looking for Ben --

says he's gonna teach him
a lesson.

I wouldn't worry about Ben.

I'd worry about your friend.

Where is he?

At -- at the old
mannequin factory downtown.

We hang there sometimes.

Okay --all the time.

Got it.

Kevin, don't do
anything stupid.

Unh!

Waste of breath.

What happened to you, J.T.?

Back in first grade, you and Ben
used to eat paste together.

You were nice.

Then you started hanging with
Cash.

Cash isn't so bad.

I make him laugh.

And he always has my back.

Both of you act like
total jerks.

Cash is Cash.

What do you want from me?

Seems to me you have a
lot of influence over him.

Enough so I get to
watch him b*at people up

instead of getting b*at up myself.

[scoffs ]

Sounds like the basis
of a great friendship.

I...

Why are you still here,
anyway?

If Cash is such a good guy, why
don't you go hang out with him?

Look, I just wanted
to warn Ben.

Don't.

It's not like when we were little.

Ben can take care of himself.

Well what about me?

Cash is seriously bent.

I mean, something's wrong.

And if he finds out I told --

Nothing will happen to
you, J.T.

KEVIN:
Knock, knock.

Don't bother hiding.

Your weasel friend already told
me you were here.

CASH:
Levin, I don't have any
beef with you.

That's where we differ.

You trashed my car.

Okay. That's a surprise.

Pretty cool, huh?

I can also do this!

You were just about to leave,
right?

No.

This is good.

This is really good.

What are you talking about?

See, now that you're
all jacked up,

I don't have to
hold back.

[grunts ]

That didn't even hurt.

Yeah?

How about this?

[grunting ]

No way!

[ rumbling ]

Unh!

Aaah!

Unh!

[groaning ]

Unh! Unh! Unh!

Unh!

Take your best sh*t.

[ blast ]
Unh!

Okay.
That was pretty good.

Guess this means

you're not the coolest kid in
town anymore, Levin.

[groans ]

And you are?

Not on your best day.

You don't have to
worry, Levin.

This isn't about you.

Ben Tennyson --
that's who this is about.

You tell him -- : ,

Mr. Smoothy parking lot.

If he doesn't show,
I'm coming for him.

[ indistinct conversations ]

[slurping ]

[ belches ]

GWEN:
There you are!

I've been looking everywhere
for --

How many of those things have
you had today?

Let me put it this way --

enough to know carrot and
chocolate

aren't two great tastes that
taste great toge--

Oh.

Hey.

Why is he here?

He came to warn you.

It's Cash.

I wasn't worried at first,

but Kevin went after him
hours ago.

You're worried about Kevin?

Kevin's going to destroy him.

Kevin's not like that, Ben.

He's changed.

A little.

Okay, maybe this is bad.

We should go.

I'll show you.

We're not far.

It's all messed up,
like there was a fight.

It's abandoned.

It probably always looked like this.

These holes in the wall
are new,

but the garbage has been there
forever.

And there,
by the loading dock --

Kevin?

Ugh.

Bet you're loving this.

Kevin, what happened?

Are you hurt?

Mm.
Not as bad as it looks.

Hold on a minute.

Cash did this to you?

[laughs ]

Right. Stopping now.

He must have got a hold
of some alien tech.

He kind of looks like that robot
we fought yesterday.

J.T., is there anything
you forgot to tell us?

Uh...maybe.

When we -- I mean,
Cash trashed your car

and all that stuff fell out,
we grabbed something --

a big metal glove.

It sh**t lasers.

I tried to get it back,
but he wouldn't give it up.

It's like it possessed him.

I'm telling you --
he's not himself.

He called you out,
bro -- : , the Mr. Smoothy.

Okay.

This is gonna end -- now.

[ coughs ]

More like in minutes.

[sighs ]

Doesn't tell time.

Go. I'll be okay.

I'll come back for you after.

Wait up!

[ indistinct conversations ]

[ boom ]

[all gasp]

Run!

[ both groan ]

[gasps ]

You guys thought I was
so funny.

Who's laughing now?!

BEN:
Hey!

What is your problem?

You're my problem,
Tennyson.

But now I've got power,
and no one can stop me --

not even your friend Kevin.

That's right.

I kicked Kevin Levin's butt.

And you're next, Tennyson.

I'm not gonna fight you, Cash.

Well, then, this should
be over pretty quick.

J.T.:
Cash!

Look, this is messed up.

We were supposed to be having fun.

This ain't you, man.

You ratted me out!

Nice friend you got there.

CASH:
[grunts ]

Unh!

Unh! Unh! Unh!

Unh!

Cash, listen to me.

You don't want to do this.

You can't b*at me, Cash.

You think just because
you're some kind of freak,

I'm gonna stop?

I'm never gonna stop -- ever!

Aah!

Why are you doing this?

Why me?

[grunting ]

Why...not?

I'll show you why not.

[ both grunting ]

It doesn't have to be this way,
Cash.

Neither of us wins anything
by fighting.

Just stop!

I can't.

J.T.:
Yeah, you can.

No.

The machine wants to fight.

Look --
it's fixing itself already.

The Cash I know isn't
gonna let a pile of scrap metal

tell him what to do.

You're the toughest kid in
school.

Fight it!

How?

That thing doesn't control you --
you control it.

Maybe.

[grunting ]

Get...off...me!

[grunting ]

[ panting ]

Thanks.

You too.

We should get together sometime
and eat paste.

Huh?

Come on, Cash.

Let's go.

I feel like I'm
forgetting something.

You did.

We have to lock that robot glove
up someplace

where it can't take
control of anyone else.

True.

But that's not it.

You forgot to buy me
another smoothy?

GWEN:
No.

KEVIN:
Hello?

Anybody?

Hello?