01x07 - So Long, and Thanks for All the Smoothies!

[bunniefuu]

[ beep ]

Crashhopper: Whoo-hoo!

[ grunts ]

[ grunts ]

[ chirps ]

Rook: Out of the
way, people of Bellwood!

Run!

[ indistinct shouting ]

[ Omnitrix powers down ]

Ben: Nice save.

But I think we've got an even
bigger problem.

[ electronic whirring ]

♪ Ben ♪

♪ he's a kid,
and he wants to have fun ♪

♪ but when you need a superhero,
he gets the job done ♪

♪ Ben ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ when lives are on the line ♪
♪ it's hero time ♪

♪ Ben ♪

- Ben: That is one big honking ship.
- Rook: I cannot hear any honking.

- Ben: Rook, it's an expression.
- Rook: Ah, right.

That honking ship has
anchored itself to Earth.

[ feedback, shouting ]

[ crash ]

Max: How's it going up there, Ben?

Ben: We're on approach now, grandpa.

[ crash ]

How's it going down there?

Max: It's nothing a little
seasoning won't fix.

[ slurps ]

Grab him!

Unh!

[ creature shrieks ]

Ohh!

Max: Now, remember, Ben, we
don't know anything about that

ship or what's on board, so be careful.

Ben: Come on, grandpa, you know me.

Mauh-huh.
That's why I said it.

Ben: Okay, I promise Rook and I
will call you if we see anything weird.

Rook: Weird like that?

Ben: You can lose the mask.

Rook: How did you know there
was a suitable atmosphere?

Ben: Never been a problem before.
And since I'm still upright ...

Whoa!

Unh!

Rook: Interesting.

Ben: [ groans ]

Rook: Here's another.
What does it do?

[ pop ]

Ben: The real question is,
what's it doing here?

[ popping ]

- Root: Freeze, you scum!
- Ben: The Vreedle brothers?!

- Ben Tennyson and... associate.
- 'Sup?

Rook: The two lowest beings
in the universe.

Oh, see, now you done
hurt my fragile feelings.

Boid, remember our recent
musings about the inadvisability

of surrender, being as we
is now fugitives and such?

I do indeed recollect
such a discussion, Octagon.

Why?

[ sighs ]

- Light 'em up, Boid.
- Ben: Look out!

Come on, Omnitrix, give
me Rath, give me Rath.

Grey Matter: Grey Matter?

Oh, man, I had got to get
a manual for this new thing.

Oh!

Grey Matter: [ grunting ]

[ cracking ]

[ w*apon whirs ]

So, what have you two
got to say for yourselves?

D-D-D-Do you have any hot
ch-ch-ch-chocolate?

Rook: You're both beneath contempt ...
the worst villains in the galaxy!

Aww, thank you kindly.

Grey Matter: Wait. Since when?
I thought you guys became Plumbers.

- Oh, yeah, about that...
- Rook: These two vermin

destroyed the Plumber
academy's amm*nit*on dump!

And the academy proper.

We blowed it up real good.
We couldn't help ourselves.

It's in our nature.

Rook: I had to take my final exam in
a temporary trailer on an asteroid!

The Plumbers have been
hunting us down ever since.

Grey Matter: Is that why you
two h*jacked this cruiser ...

to get back at the Plumbers?

- That had not occurred to us.
- We didn't hijack nothin'.

We was merely scavenging this here
random derelict vessel for weapons.

Rook: Aha! Which is when you
blew that hole in the bulkhead!

That does indeed sound
like something we would do,

but, oddly enough, we did not.

[ alarm blaring ]

[ beep ]

- Rook: My ship!
- That ain't us, neither.

Grey Matter: Uh, environmental controls,
warp drive, communications.

Ah, tractor beam!

[ beep ]

[ beeping ]

Ben: Let's go find out who
tried to steal your ride.

Rook: These two abominations
are coming with us.

"A praise vous".

[ beep ]

- Ben: Argit?!
- Ben Tennyson?

[ laughing ] Buddy!
Uh, did you cut your hair?

- Ben: What are you doing here?
- Rook: Drop it, space vermin!

Hey, back off, tough guy!
I have the Annihilarrgh!

- And I ain't afraid to use it.
- Rook: The Annihilarrgh?!

Both: The Annihilarrgh?!

Ben: The whataharrgh?!

Ben: Spill.

Rook: The Annihilarrgh is just
an old legend, like Alien X.

- Oh, it's real, all right.
- Ben: So is Alien X.

And look around you.
I recognize this tub from the

bedtime stories my mom used to tell me.

Rook: I know those stories, as well, but
that is all they are ... stories, fantasy.

And yet here we are
on the very ship of legend.

I swiped a ride and flew up here as
soon as this thing appeared in the sky.

Rook: You're the individual who
smashed into the side of the ship.

That, uh, was a parallel-parking
error in judgment.

I don't do a lot of docking.

That there was some mighty
fine pointless destruction, son.

I wants the Annihilarrgh, Octagon, so's
we can do some pointless destruction.

Ben: [ whistles ]

You know what would be great?

An explanation, 'cause some of
us didn't grow up in outer space.

Rook: Well, there was an ancient
pan-dimensional civilization ... the Contumelia.

Their favorite pastime was
flitting from parallel universe

to parallel universe,
scaring the locals.

Ben: Oh that's mature.

Rook: Yes, but things went poorly
if they came to dislike a universe.

Then they'd wipe out their piece
of resistance, the Annihilarrgh!

Ben: Who comes up with these names?

Its full name's longer, but

once it goes off, you only
have time to say the first part.

Boom.

- Ben: So, where are the Contumelia now?
- Rook: They d*ed off eons ago.

The legends say their deserted
ship drifts from cosmos

to cosmos, bearing a w*apon that can,
in fact, destroy the entire universe.

Apparently, the stories were true ...
about the ship at least.

And the Annihilarrgh.

Ben: A ghost ship with
a doomsday device on board?

Please! What kind of
dimwit would believe that?

I believes it.

It is indeed a seemingly
implausible yet entirely true tale.

[ expl*si*n ]

Lock onto that scow and board her.

Anyone tries to cross you, fry 'em.

Uh-Oh.

Rook: An Incursian warship. We
cannot let them get the Annihilarrgh.

Ben: There's no way that, uh,
whatchamacallit's real, but the

Incursians are, and they're bad news.

Guess who's gonna help
us get rid of them.

Rook: You are not serious.

Ben: Three petty crooks, one
froggy dictator ... you do the math.

Rook: Four or two? Or are...
are we adding or subtracting?

Oh, an ...
an expression. Right.

Ben: Okay, we split up
and run off the Incursians.

And we'll deal with this A-anni...

All: Annihilarrgh!

Ben: The ... later.

Not so fast, Argit.
You're not leaving my sight.

I wouldn't think of it.
[ chuckles ] Come on.

Where are you?
I haven't got all day.

Well, actually, I do, but,
irregardless, show yourself!

Please, Omnitrix, give
me something I can use.

[ beep ]

Spidermonkey: You!
[ squeals ] Stay put!

Oh!
Is this really necessary?

[ Incursians croak ]

Spidermonkey: Put them
down, or I put you down!

[ Incursians croak ]

Both: Hey!

[ both shout ]

Spidermonkey: Hang in there, guys.

[ squealing ]

Okay, Argit, let's go!

Uh. [squeals]

Oh, man!

[ Incursians croaking ]

Agh!

Rook: [ grunts ]

[ Incursians croak ]

Now, what would Ben say? Ah.

Lying down on the job, are we?

[ chuckles ]

I rather like that.

[ groans ]

[ g*n cocks ]

Now, I expect y'all are thinking,
"did he fire six sh*ts or only five?"

Well, amidst all the gratuitous
foofaraw, I has done lost track myself.

So y'all has gots to ask
yourself one question.

"Does I feel lucky?"
Well, does ya... frog?

[ exhales sharply ]

Unh!

Oh, Boid, you didn't let him answer.

Aw, he ain't no fun.
He fell right over.

[ Incursians croak ]

[ gasps ]

[ Incursians croaking ]

[ grunting ]

Hello?

[ muffled ] Anybody?

Ben: Looking for something?

Yeah, the Annihilarrgh.
You here by yourself, kid?

Ben: Just me and you,
mano a froggo.

That's what you think, tadpole.

Ben: Four against one?
Dude, I love those kind of odds.

[ beep ]

NRG? [ laughs ]
NRG is g-o-o-d!

Rook: There you are, Ben!
Where's Argit?

NRG: Well, where are
the Vreedle brothers?

Ah, there is my guy!

- You double-dealing salamander!
- Leave us discuss this matter later.

No, leave us discuss this matter
now! We had a deal, frog legs.

You said you'd buy the
Annihilarrgh from me!

Rook: You what?!

Now, in light of your little
att*ck here, I'm guessing you

didn't plan on honoring
your commitments?

I conquer worlds for a
living. What'd you expect?

Unh!

NRG: Where is the anni...
uh, annihi... um...

All: Annihilarrgh!

Funny you should ask.

[ muffled ]
Let me out of here!

[ sighs ] Finally.
Oh, it's you.

Rook: You did not.

The Vreedle brothers
have left the building.

NRG: With what might be the

most destructive
device in the universe?!

And they're heading to
Earth with it! Argit!

Oh, like this my fault?

Agh! Unh!

Ben: We've got to catch the

Vreedle brothers before they
set off that, uh, t-that...

All: Annihilarrgh!

Ben: Whatever. I still
say it's not a real thr*at.

But I don't want to take any
chances when it comes to the Earth.

Rook: What about the Incursians?

Ben: Argit, keep Emperor
Milius from escaping.

Emperor Milius, if you escape,
don't hurt Argit ... too much.

Oh, yeah!
I'm in charge now.

What do you got to say
about that, frog face, huh?

[ croaks ]

[ clears throat ]

Of course, I meant emperfrog face.

[ chuckles nervously ]

[ beep ]

Ooh-wee!

I've been a-waiting to
blow something up all day!

[ bird chirps ]

- Ben: Rook!
- Rook: Ben!

Ben: We can't keep this up!

Rook: You're right about that.

We're going down! Hang on!

Waa-haa-haa-hooie!

[ both scream ]

[ moans ]

[ both grunt ]

Ben: Next time, I drive.

[ Incursians croaking ]

- Rook: This looks bad.
- Ben: And it's about to get worse.

Attention, Amphibians.

My brother, Boid, and myself
hereby suggest that y'all

surrender your weapons,
or we shall be obliged to use this.

[ gasps ]
[ sighs ]

Got to be an "on" button somewheres.

Ben: That's... it?

Rook: I admit, it's far
less impressive in person.

Ben: Not a very
convincing doomsday device.

Ben, do something!

Rook: Please, put that thing
down before it goes off!

Well, sir, that there only
further piques our interest,

seeing as what we enjoys
most is blowing stuff up.

Real good.

If anyone's gonna do any threatening
around here, it's gonna be me.

- Ben!
- Ben: Just be cool, Argit.

I got this.

[ taps ]

[ exhales sharply ]

I-I-I can't
take it anymore!

[ shouts ]

Ben: See, that's not being cool.

That's, like, the
opposite of being cool.

Hey!

[ all grunting ]

Ben: [ grunts ]

I gots it!

Whoa!
I don't gots it!

[ all gasp ]

[ shouts ]

[ all sigh ]

Huh?

Uh, that is what y'all call your
basic countdown to destruction.

Ergo, I recommend that we all repair
to a safe distance from said destruction.

There no safe distance, you boobs!

It... is going...
to destroy the universe!

Clearly, we did not think this through.

How do you shut this thing off?

Why are you all standing around?!

Somebody has to stop
this from happening!

T-the universe is where
I keep all my stuff!

[ grunting ]

Ben: Dude, not helpful!

All right, listen, Omnitrix,
I don't want Goop. I don't want Stinkfly.

Just give me something I can use

to diffuse this thing so we
can all get on with our lives.

[ beep ]

Rook: [ gasps ] Alien X!
It is real!

So, this is Alien X, huh?

[ warbling ]

Great, we're toast.

Oh, look, Belicus. Ben Tennyson
has come to visit us again.

Great. Tell me when he leaves.

Ben: Wait. The universe
really is being destroyed?

[ indistinct screaming ]

Must they make so much noise?

It is futile but a
bit sad to see them go.

Ben: Belicus, Serena, you got

to let me use Alien X
to stop the Annihilarrgh!

Hey, I finally said it.

Oh, it's too late for that.

Ben: What?
I-it can't be!

I'm afraid it is. Oh, I can
sense your disappointment.

Ben: Disappointment?!
That's the universe!

It's everything I know!
It's everything there is!

- Was.
- Technically.

Ben: But Alien X can
fix this, right? Right?!

Alien X can do many things.

We just both have to agree to it.

[ singsong voice ]
Belicus.

[ gruff singsong ]
Serena.

Fine, but the next time the
universe and everything in it is

destroyed, don't come crying to me.

[ electricity crackling ]

[ beeping ]

- Ben: Whoa.
- No boom?

[ croaks ]

- Oh, it's a dud!
- Well, well, well, too bad about that.

But I did get it for you,
Milius, and a deal's a deal, so

how about that half ton
of Taydenite you owe me?

[ fingers snap ]

[ weapons whir ]

Or we could just call it even.

[ chuckles nervously ]

Unh!

[ slurping ]

Rook: That is... difficult to believe.

Ben: I know, right?
I was too late to save the

universe, so I used
Alien X to make a whole new one.

Yeah, not buying it.
Nothing's different.

Ben: Of course not.
I made an exact copy.

- Rook: Of everything?
- Ben: Yes, everything.

- Rook: In the universe?
- Ben: Including you.

[ slurping stops ]

Rook: So you have said.

I am sorry, Ben, but I
have no memory of this.

What is more likely ... that you
had a panic-induced hallucination...

Or that oh-so-special you are the only
thing that's left of the entire universe?

Ben: Fine. Don't
believe me. I don't care.

I did it.
I saved the universe... again.

That's all that matters.
You should be thanking me.

[ slurping ]

Ben: Doesn't taste the same...