02x02 - Alone Together

[bunniefuu]

[grunts ]

It's trying to run!

Cut it off!

[grunting ]

I got it covered!

[ beep]

Echo! Echo!

Going somewhere?

Nice going,
Mr. "I've got it covered."

Hey, I'm all over it.

Don't touch me, creature!

KEVIN:
Don't let him get in
that thing.

It's a teleporter pod.

You damaged
the transmission field!

Ben!

Ow!

Ohh!

Ow!

Microcephalic vermin-ridden
carcass!

That's an insult,
right?

Your friend interfered with
the teleporter settings.

Well, to be fair,
we were a little distracted.

What, with you trying
to k*ll us and all.

HIGHBREED:
That's right.

I was.

In fact, I still am.

[ high-pitched warbling ]

Aah!

Um...was that an earthquake?

Whoa!

Gonna need some backup.

Now, let's try this again.

[ high-pitched warbling ]

Not good, not good, not good.

Aah!

[ roaring ]

Highbreed, look out!

What was that thing?

[ panting ]

A Dravek.

Its kind is numerous
on this planet...

In this planet.

Then we'd better
get off this planet

before any more of them show up.

"We"?

Yes, "we."

You couldn't defeat it alone,
and I couldn't.

If more of them come,

our only hope of survival is to
fight together.

You know I'm right.

I know no such thing.

I don't like this
any better than you do.

Um...how do we get off this --

this um, planet --
whatever it's called?

We are on Turrawuste --

a desert world useful only as a
teleporter relay station.

So how come we
didn't beam into the teleporter?

The damage to the pod must
have temporarily shifted

the focusing axis.

Can you fix it?

If we find the teleporter pod
station on this planet,

we won't need to fix it.

Simply avoid hitting it with a
rock while it's activated.

Okay, smart guy.

Where is it?

Impossible to tell.

Impossible for you,maybe.

[ high-pitched warbling ]

That way.

It'll take a day or more to
reach on foot.

Let's go.

Come on!

The sooner we get moving,
the sooner we get home.

Your kind disgusts me.

Huh?

What did you say?

I will not allow such a
filthy creature

to spend a single moment longer
in my presence.

Creeps you out?

I can take care of that.

[ beep]
See?

I'm really just a plain old
human.

That is even worse!

Be gone, foul thing.

I shall traverse
to the teleporter alone.

[ roaring ]

We'll have to watch each
other's backs.

We don't want any more Draveks
to get the drop on us...

or under us --
you know what I mean.

Now what?

If I am forced
to travel with you,

then you must keep
paces behind me at all times.

But I'm the one who
knows the way.

paces.

Fine. Whatever.

Just get moving.

Phew!

Hot enough for you?

[ chuckles ]

Yes.

No, see,
I wasn't really asking.

It's just an expression.

It means it is hot out.

It is obviously hot.

I do not see the point of reiterating
what we both already know.

BEN:
Makes me glad I didn't say,

"it's not the heat --
it's the humidity."

HIGHBREED?
There is no humidity.

It is in fact the heat.

I know!

I'm just trying to make
conversation.

[groans ]

Do not lay your hands on me,
vile thing!

Here.

You can use it to keep the sun
off your head.

I do not take charity from
vermin.

[ panting ]
I merely...require a moment's rest.

Rest won't cut it.

You're dehydrated already.

The one true species thrives
in a much cooler climate.

Humans like it cooler
than this, too,

but you're actually wasting
away here.

I've got something that can help
us both b*at the heat.

Hang on.

[ beep]

Big chill.

Desist.

Stop that...

this instant.

Why?

I did not...request...

your assistance.

I know.

Chill, dude.

[ chuckles ]

See what I did there?

I do not.

I made a little pun.

See?

Hey.

What's that?

Water.

Your powers of deduction are
truly staggering.

[sighs ]

Whatever.

I'm getting a drink.

I'll bring some back for you.

It was a trap.

Gullible prey can often be
lured by the right bait.

Many creatures use this to their
advantage.

That thing's
getting loose.

Let's move.

You cannot issue
commands to me, mongrel.

Lesser beings do my bidding.

And I bid you to fight!

Oh, all right, then.

If you say so.

We can't keep this up much
longer.

Follow my lead.

And do what?

Freeze him!

Already tried that.

From inside.

Stay inside.

Keep him frozen until
I say otherwise.

Now!

[groaning ]

Don't...you dare.

Leave me be.

Now that the danger has passed,
I can locate water myself.

Ugh.

Gross!

There is water below the sand
if one looks deeply enough.

There.

I didn't know you Highbreeds
were some kind of plants.

We are not "some kind" of
anything!

The Highbreed is the only kind.

[slurps ]

Ahh.

[ rustling ]

Did you hear something?

I heard nothing except you,
human,

which is the same as
nothing.

Ben:
Ha ha.

I believe I'm beginning to
grasp your concept of humor.

More Draveks underground?

Worse.

Come on, worse?

Dasypodidae!

They're little.

How could these guys possibly be
worse than Draveks?

[grunting ]

[ beep]

Swampfire!

This will only take a second.

Did I say "a second"?

'Cause I think maybe more like
an hour.

Highbreed, this way!

You're welcome?

How dare --

you filthy --

unhand me!

What is with you?

Yeah.

You don't like the creatures
I turn into -- I get it.

But come on!

I was saving you!

Cut an alien-monster guy some
slack once in a while.

[ muttering ]
paces behind.

The second we're off this
planet,

I'll show him paces
behind.

This is as good a place as any
to set up camp for the night.

No.

We shall walk through the night.

No.

We shall camp here
for the night.

I would not use such an
insolent tone with me,

lesser creature.

Oh, really?

You have not yet dealt with
me at my full strength.

See how the cool night air has
begun to restore me?

Yeah.

I've noticed.

I shall carry on from here on
my own.

All right.

Go, then!

You have outstayed your
usefulness to me.

So have you.

[ roaring ]

We shall camp here
for the night.

[ beep]

Pull up a boulder.

Sit down.

So your infernal pit can
deplete me of my strength?

I think not.

It's a campfire.

It's a tradition.

You sit around it and,
you know, talk.

To you?

For what conceivable purpose?

My name is Ben --

Ben Tennyson.

What's yours?

I am called Reinrassig III,

seventh son of the noble
Highbreed House of Di Ralla,

direct descendent of the
Pure-blooded high order of Rasecht,

heir to the --

I'm gonna call you "Reiny."

That is disrespectful,
Ben Ben Tennyson.

It's weird.

Despite the fact that I don't
trust you any farther than

Humongousaur could throw you,

it's still pretty cool how we've
managed to work together to survive.

I mean,
we may not be friends exactly,

but we're not full-on
mortal enemies anymore either.

You and I are enemies.

But we've been able to
see past our differences.

Probably because I know what
it's like to be -- well,

not a Highbreed,
exactly --

but a whole bunch of other kinds
of alien creatures

kind of like you.

Thanks to this, I get to walk a
mile in other life-forms' shoes.

So I can totally understand what
it's like to be them

since I have been them.

Such presumption!

But what else is to be expected

from a genetically inferior
creature?

I-I don't --
what?!

Why would I, a Highbreed,
be the slightest bit interested in

befriending the revolting
likes of you?

I'm just trying to be nice here,

find some common
ground or something.

You and I are more than mere
enemies.

Highbreeds were the very first
race in the universe.

All species hence other than
pure-blooded Highbreeds

are nothing but mongrels,
hideous abominations of nature --

especially humans.

As soon as I no longer require
your aid for my own protection,

Ben Ben Tennyson,
I shall eradicate you

and there will be
one less vermin

infesting a grateful universe.

You can't really believe
all that.

Not after everything we've been
through.

Not after the way I've been
helping you.

When you weren't trying to
k*ll me.

You are tired, human.

I shall take the first watch.

Oh, no.

I'm wide-awake.

You get some sleep.

I'll take the first watch.

[gasps ]

Aah!

[screeches ]

Aah!

Can you regenerate it?

I am not a lowly h*m*
palustris!

But it can be healed.

Not from such
an injury as this.

Not in these conditions.

[ beep]

[ beep]

Better?

Why would you help me?

Why would you help me?

It was in my own interest to
stop that creature

from harming you.

Yeah?

Well, it's in my interest to
help anybody who needs it.

Aah!

Aah!

Ben Ben Tennyson!

[grunts ]

Maybe you were right.

Maybe we should walk at night.

Thanks for saving me back there.

Again.

This a huge thing.

A sign of personal growth.

Proof that underneath it all,
Highbreeds aren't really so bad.

That despite those terrible
things you may have said before,

you really do want to try to be
friends with a human.

There it is!
Come on!

Not the " paces behind"
thing again.

Go home, Ben Ben Tennyson.

I shall remain here.

Did you hit your head or
something?

There's the teleporter!

We can finally get off of this
sand trap of doom

and get back to our lives.

I have spent too long with you,
Ben Ben Tennyson,

and have therefore myself become
contaminated --

Contaminated?

...as clearly evidenced by
my uncharacteristic behavior --

risking my own life to save you,
a lowly human.

Reiny, what you did was
a good thing.

I have obviously become infected

by your mongrel influence and
am now myself unclean.

But even if I believed
that was true, why stay here?

HIGHBREED:
In self-imposed exile,
as it should be.

For I can never return home --

or anywhere.

I could infect
the rest of my kind.

The only honorable choice is to
remain here.

No.

Because all lesser beings
other than pure,

unadulterated Highbreeds must be
expunged from the universe!

Including myself.

I thought I had gotten
through to you.

I thought you had changed.

This much is true.

I have changed.

And now I must pay the price.

Everything looks fine,
but I can't make it work.

We've got to fix it,
Kevin.

We have to go find --

Ben!

You gave us a big scare.

Where's the Highbreed?

Did he get away?

I doubt it.

[ roaring ]