03x08 - Under Wraps

[bunniefuu]

m-maybe we shouldn't be here.

i knew we shouldn't have
brought him.

He's nothing but a big baby.
come on, todd.
Don't wimp out now.

It's just a little fun.
You push over the cow, and it
can't get back up.


we'll even let you tip the first
one, unless the baby wants to go

Home so mommy can change his
diaper.

both:

priceless!
Doof!

both:
hey, where's everybody going?

Back off, cow chip!
yeah. That's right.

You do not want to mess with
todd maplewood.


mommy!

¶ it started when an alien
device did what it did ¶
¶ and stuck itself upon his

Wrist with secrets that it hid ¶
¶ now he's got superpowers
¶ he's no ordinary kid

¶ he's ben
¶ ben
¶ so, if you see him, you

Might be in for a big surprise ¶
¶ he'll turn into an alien
before your very eyes ¶

¶ he's slimy, creepy, fast, and
strong ¶
¶ he's every shape and size

¶ he's ben
¶ ben
¶ armed with powers, he's on

The case ¶
¶ fighting off evil from earth
or space ¶

¶ he'll never stop till he makes
them pay ¶
¶ 'cause he's the baddest kid to

Ever save the day ¶
¶ ben
¶ ben

ben: You got to love summer
vacation.

Nothing to do all day long but
sit around and -- oh!
Hey.

Grandpa, what gives?
max: What gives is that i ran
out of water in the shower...

Again.
It's your job to keep the t*nk
full, ben.

ben: I will, just later.
gwen: Sure.
The same way you're "going" to

Make your bed or take out the
trash?
max: You're a fine one to

Talk, young lady.
You think those dirty dishes are
just gonna wash themselves?

gwen: But it's summer
vacation, grandpa.
ben: Yeah.

If we wanted to do chores, we
could have just stayed at home.

y'all ready for a little
fresh air?
Want a chance to commune with

The animals?
You know someone who needs to
learn the value of some good,

Old-fashioned hard work?
Then sign your whole clan up for
a week at dairyville's

Family fun farm camp and
experience life on a real
working farm.

ben: I do not like that look
in his eye.
max: Trust me.

You're gonna love it.
When i was a kid, i spent every
summer on my uncle jedediah's

Farm.
Learning the value of a little
hard work is just what you kids

Need.
welcome.

I'm joan maplewood.
This is my son, todd.
You must be the tennysons.

max: Yes. Call me max.
And these tenderfoots are my
grandkids, ben and gwen.

hi!
both: Hey.
well, enough chitchat.

You're here to work.
You can start by unloading that
truckful of feed over there.

max: Righty-o.

ben: Ugh!
Oh, man.
There's got to be like , of

These things.
It looks like a job for --
max: Ben "i'm too lazy to

Fill a water t*nk" tennyson --
and only him -- if you know what
i mean.

gwen: Why do i get the
feeling that the fun part of our
summer vacation is suddenly

Over?

max: Well, that's the last of
it.
Nothing like working up a good

Sweat, right, kids?
ben:
come and get it! Suppertime!

max: Mmm. Good grub, joan.
gwen: Yeah, with no actual
grubs in it for a change.

ben: So, no tv, no video
games, no malls.
What do you guys do for

Excitement around here?
you won't believe what i saw
last night.

now, none of that.
No one's interested in your tall
tales.

Let's get these dishes washed
and then hit the hay.
ben: What?!

But it's still light out.
max: Trust me.
You'll be glad you got the

Sleep come morning.

ben: Okay, so spill it.
What did you see last night?
oh, nothing.

You wouldn't believe me, anyway.
gwen: Try us.
We've seen some pretty bizarre

Stuff this summer.
well, i was down in
old man johnson's pasture when,

Right in front of me, bigger
than life was...
A mummy!

A genuine egyptian walking-dead
mummy.
both: Really?

here it is -- home, sweet
home for the next week.
gwen: Ew.

What's that smell?
oh.
This is the chicken coop, too.

See you in the morning.
max:

Isn't that great?
Nothing like the smell of
country air.

ben:
could this get any worse?
Hey!

max:
guess we won't have to worry

About fresh eggs in the morning.
ben:

gwen: Going somewhere?
ben: Same place you are.
both: Mummy hunt.

ben: Think that's where his
tomb was?
gwen: An egyptian tomb in

South carolina?


gwen:
ben: I know i'm a city kid,

But cows aren't supposed to look
that, right?
Split up!

gwen: Thanks.

xlr : Ha! Toro, toro!
Olé!


gwen: Ben, look out behind
you!


xlr : Ugh!
gwen: Never mind.

First a mummy, now mutant cows?
What's happening on this freaky
farm?

xlr : One way to find out.
Follow the glow trail.
gwen: Benjamin tennyson,

Don't you dare leave me here...
Alone!

xlr : Wow.
Looks like todd was right.
But why would a mummy try to get

Back into the ground?

xlr : Whoa!

ben: I hate it when that
happens.

gwen: So, are we even in the
rescue department?
ben: Yeah.

But where's the mummy?
Major monster movie --
he was digging for something

Glowing at the bottom of the
crater, but it's gone now.
Oh, man. I'm b*at.

I could sleep for a week.

rise and shine, sleepyheads.
gwen: You've got to be
kidding.

It's : a.M.
and those cows aren't gonna
milk themselves.

max: Uhh!
Now, aren't you glad you went to
bed early?

just squeeze and pull.
Squeeze and pull.
ben: Don't they have machines

For this?
ma doesn't believe in them.
Says they spook the cows.

ben: Isn't there something
else we could do?
well, the manure needs to be

Shoveled.
both: Milking.

ben:
this is gonna take forever...
Unless we get a little special

Help.
gwen: Ben, grandpa told you
specifically not to go alien to

Do this stuff.
ben: Yeah, i guess you're
right.

You wouldn't want to miss out on
the experience of milking all
these cows?

gwen: So, what are you
waiting for?

Change already.
Oh, yeah.
This is working out great.

four arms: Stand still.
I don't like this any more than
you do.

Hey, that one was almost filled!

how's it going in there?

gwen: Oh, just milking away.
where's that cousin of yours?
gwen: He...Went to go get

More buckets.
oh.
Well, when you're done here,

Find todd...
And he'll show you your other
chores for the day.

ben: So, do you have to work
like this every day?
no.

During planting and harvest
seasons, we don't have it so
easy.

But, to tell you the truth, at
least it keeps you busy.
It's usually pretty boring

Around here.
It's not like every day a mummy
appears in a flash of purple

Lighting.
both: Purple lightning?
max: Purple lightning?

ben: Just like when we
crossed paths with that alien
werewolf.

gwen: No way that it's just a
coincidence.
max: I'm not sure, but it

Can't be good.
Come on.
You guys can fill me in on the

Rest while i grab some gear.
Well, this would explain your
mutant cows, but we've got an

Even bigger problem.
gwen: Bigger than a rampaging
mummy and monster cows?

max: I'm picking up trace
readings of coronium.
It's a high-energy mineral not

Naturally found on earth.
My guess is a meteor must have
crashed around here a few

Thousand years back, scattering
debris all over the area.
ben: The mummy is a rock

Collector?
max: I'm afraid not, ben.
It's a powerful energy source

That's very unpredictable.
That's what mutated those
cattle.

ben: So if that mummy gets
his hands on more of this
stuff...

max: He could turn every
living thing on the eastern
seaboard into the same kind of

Monsters.

max: Scanner indicates that

The coronium readings are
highest right over there.
ben: Digby dairy?

They make my favorite ice cream!


max: I'd say there's a big
chunk of coronium buried right
here, beneath the concrete.

ben: I'm on it.

max: Ben, wait.
diamondhead:
found it.

gwen: Nice work, genius.
You just did the mummy's work
for him.

diamondhead: Oh, yeah.
max: We've got company.

gwen: I don't think he's here
for the chocolate zoomies.

diamondhead: Now, that's got
to hurt.
Hey, let go of me.

max: It's got the coronium.

He's trying to expose us to the
coronium.
hey, what in blazes --

max: No. Get back.
aah!
Aah!



max: Level- hazmat suits.
Don't think your parents would
appreciate me bringing you home

All mutated.
diamondhead: Hey, what about
me?

max: As long as you're in
alien form, you should be safe
from the mutation effects.

diamondhead: "should be"?
Uhh!
max: Run! Now!

gwen: Well, here goes
nothing.
Mulcha objectia.

Uhh!
Aaaaahh!

Ugh!
Okay.
Mental note -- never try to

Perform a spell from inside a
hazmat suit.

max: All right, now.
I don't want to hurt you.
Uhh!

So much for that idea.

Uhh! Aah!

Let's wrap this up.

ben: Okay.
Not exactly my style, but...

gwen: Ben, slop the hogs!

ben: Hey, grandpa was right.
This farmwork stuff really does
pay off.

gwen: One of these has got to
do something.
There!

ben: Eat marshmallow, mummy!

gwen: Or maybe you'd prefer
peanuts!
both: Yeah!

gwen: Oh!

ben: Yikes! Grandpa!

gwen: His suit is ripping.
He'll be exposed to the
coronium.

max: The omnitrix -- it's
sampling the mummy's alien dna.
Ben, go alien before you begin

To mutate.
It's your only hope.
ben: Time to fight mummy with

Mummy.
upgrade: Upgrade? Oh, man!
max: Be careful, ben.

That stuff is liquid nitrogen.
It could freeze you solid in
seconds.

ben: Just wanted to get you
all fired up before cooling you
way down -- permanently.

Anybody for an extra-large order
of mummy ripple?

max: Nice job, ben.
By the time the day shift
begins, the concrete will be

Hard, and no one will ever know
a mummy-sicle is buried under
there.

gwen: Aah!
The coronium turned ben into a
hideous mutant!

Oh, wait.
That's how you always look.
ben: Ha ha ha ha.

That's so funny i forgot to
laugh.
Speaking of mutants, what about

The cows and the security guard?
max: Don't worry about them.
They weren't exposed long enough

For it to be permanent.
ohh! Ohh!
max: Guess we'd better head

Back to the farm.
I'm sure joan has more chores
for us to do.

ben: Yeah, about that,
grandpa.
Gwen and i just want to say...

both: Don't make us go back
there, please!
We've learned our lesson,

Grandpa!
We'll do our chores from now
on -- promise!

max: Oh, thank goodness.
I had forgotten how much i hated
working on uncle jedediah's farm

When i was a kid.
Now, let's get out of here
before i get stuck with manure

Duty again.