02x02 - Many Happy Returns

[bunniefuu]

[ siren wailing ]

[ coughing ]

Madison?
Where's Madison?

Daddy!

My little girl's in there!

- Ben .
- Ben: I've got this, sir.

Xlr will have her out
lickety-split.

[ beeping ]

Rath: [ growls ]

Let me tell you something,
new Omnitrix.

Even Rath knows this
isn't a job for Rath.

And you ... stop worrying!

[ creaking ]

Hello?
Tiny girl with a worried dad?

You want a piece of Rath, fire?
You got it!

[ grunts ]

[ screams ]

Rath: [ grunting ]

Kitty!

Rath: Kitty? Kitty?!

Let me tell you something, tiny
nearsighted girl with a worried dad.

[ groans ]

Rath: What's your problem?

Oh, I like the brain crab better.

Rath: [ groans ]

Daddy!

Madison!

My dolly. I dropped my dolly.

Rath: Of course you did.

Show yourself, dolly.
Rath doesn't have all day.

[ screams ]

Huh?

What?

Hey!

- Gwen: Did you miss us?
- Kevin: Hey, Tennyson.

♪ 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 ♪

Rath: Let me tell you something,
Kevin E. Levin and

Gwen Tennyson, former
teammates back from college.

You show up out of nowhere
in Rath's town and save Rath?

Nobody saves Rath.
Rath saves himself.

[ doll squeaks ]

Dolly!
[ clattering ]

Gwen: Yell at us later.
Come on!

[ beeping ]

Ben: [ gasps ]

[ all cheering ]

Whoo!

[ doll squeaks ]

Ben: It's good to see you guys.

Like the new look, cuz.
How's college?

Gwen: It's exactly like
saving the universe.

Just replace Vilgax with a
pompous art-history professor.

Forget her.
I'm on spring break.

Kevin took the week off from
work so we could visit.

Ben: Stop right there.
Kevin has a job?!

Kevin: At a garage ...
my own cot and everything.

- Ben: Like a "job" job?
- Kevin: Oops. Look at that.

Tennyson, help me get some more.

Ben: So, your own cot, huh?

Kevin: Yeah, yeah. Listen.
Ben, you got to hide me.

Ben: From Gwen?

I mean, yeah, college seems to
have had an effect on her, but...

[ warbling ]

Oh.

[ both gasp ]

[ warbling ]

Kevin: Aah! My ride!

What is it about this town?

[ gasps ]

Gwen: And here I
thought I was homesick.

[ horn honking ]

- Rook: Get in!
- Ben: Thanks, partner.

[ truck beeping ]

[ tires squeal ]

Ben: [ screams ]

[ tires squeal ]

Kevin: We'll never outrun
that in a van.

[ beeping ]

Huh. That works.

Ben: Guys, this is Rook.

I don't always get him,
but he's cool.

Rook: The feeling is mutual.

Ben: Aah. That's it.

Blox: [ grunts ]

[ beeping ]

Gwen: Same old Bellwood.

Kevin: Gravitorque boosters,
Detrovite nav system ...

I think there's even
some Galvan tech on here.

Ben: Um, Kevin, who was that?

Kevin: Quil-temp nano shift
transformer.

Ha! Dude, Ben, he's got
a nano shift transformer.

Ben: [ sighs ]
Any ideas?

Gwen: For once, I'm gonna let
you figure out who's after you.

I have some reading to catch up on.

- Kevin: This is a sweet ride.
- Rook: Yes.

As you say, my vehicle
is a treat not unlike candy.

Kevin: Who retrofitted this
chassis?

You? Get out of town.

That's the coolest person you've
ever hung out with... that isn't me.

Ben: You want to tell me
what's going on here?

Kevin: We need to stay hidden.
That's all you get.

Ben: [ sighs ]

I know a place.

[ grunting ]

[ hisses ]

Gwen: Okay.
Not the same old Bellwood.

How long has this been here?

Ben: You know, I'm not really sure.

Kevin: You can buy
dark-matter afterburners on Earth?

- We live in an age of wonder.
- Ben: You get used to it.

[ warbling ]

[ squawks ]

Gwen: I doubt that.

Kevin: Still a lot of eyes around.
Got to be somewhere to hide.

Ben: What about here?

Hey!
Ever heard of knocking?

[ toilet flushes ]

Kevin: Ever heard of locking
the door?

Ben: Give it a try.

Kevin: [ grunts ]

[ footsteps ]

Gwen. We were just fitting
Kevin for... a t*nk suit...

which is a thing down here.

Kevin: Yep. Totally a thing.

Gwen: I was thinking of
majoring in anthropology.

Maybe I'll do an independent
study in alien anthro.

Rook: A fine idea.

When I was stationed on Revonnah,
I took several extranet classes.

- Gwen: Rook?
- Rook: Hmm?

Gwen: Do you know why Ben
is trying to hide Kevin?

- Rook: I, too, have noticed this.
- Gwen: Kind of hard to miss.

Kevin: Phew. That was close.

Ben: Tell me about it.
Seriously, what is going on?

[ whistling, expl*si*n ]

[ screaming ]

Argit?

Argit: I didn't want to
give you up, Kev. She made me.

Looma: I am
Princess Looma Red Wind,

and I am here to claim my
husband, Kevin E. Levin.

Gwen: Husband?

Looma: Kevin Levin, you are mine.

Rook: You are a husband?
I had not heard.

Kevin: No, w-we're just
engaged. [ chuckles ]

- I meant to tell you.
- Gwen: Go on.

Argit: [ grunts ]

Kevin: Kind of busy right now.

Looma: Why have you been
hiding from me, Kevin?

Kevin: I wasn't hiding.
I was sick. My ship broke down.

Aah! I needed a new suit.

There was an earthquake.
A flood.

Aah!
Vilgax att*cked!

Ohh!

- It wasn't my fault.
- Looma: Liar!

[ grunts ]

Terraspin? Great.

I'll turtle her into submission.

Get off! Who-whoa!

[ blades whirring ]

[ both grunting ]

- Ben: Perfect.
- Rook: Ben!

Hey, you've got to pay for
those rentals!

Ben: Thanks.

[ warble ]

Gwen: I can't wait to hear
your explanation.

Kevin: Uh, that's Looma.

Been after me since we left
campus.

Gwen: That's what happened
to the recreation building.

Ben: I figured you owed
somebody money, but engaged?

- What do you get out of it?
- Kevin: It's a long story.

Argit: Ha.
No, it's not. You just ...

Whoa!

Kevin: Ah.

I think we're clear.

Fine. I'll tell.

This was a while back during me

and Argit's more questionable days.

I needed a piece of tech from
the Tetramands.

It was... important.

They said there was no way.

I was an outsider.

So I made a deal.

I got what I wanted,
plus a fiancé in the process.

I'm not proud of it, but it
happened.

Argit: You should have just
given the tech back, dude.

Kevin: Yeah, right.
I'm not giving up my car to some

spoiled, four-armed Princess.

Oops.

Ben: All this...
is about your car?!

Rook: In fairness, Tetramands
do make indestructible

engine blocks ...
the best in the galaxy.

Kevin: Right.
How else do you think that car

has survived all the beatings
you've given it?

Ben: Yeah, but...

Kevin: You got a better way to
get a Khoros- engine, Tennyson?

- I'd like to hear it.
- Gwen: That poor Princess.

Kevin: That poor nothing.
You're not ...

Gwen: [ scoffs ]

What did you expect?
The jealous-girlfriend routine?

You're the one that jilted some
vulnerable alien girl.

Argit: Oh, yeah. She looked
real vulnerable back there.

Gwen: She's just upset, Kevin.

She's probably off somewhere
right now crying her eyes out.

[ all gasp ]

Kevin: [ groans ]

Looma: I will fight for your
love, Kevin, even if I must

break every bone in your tiny,
human body.

- Gwen: Aww. That's so sweet.
- Kevin: Not seeing it.

Xlr : Let's do this!

[ grunts ]

Sorry, lady, you can't
hit what you can't...

Oh!

- Gwen: Hey! Take it easy.
- Rook: Allow me, Ms. Tennyson.

Kevin: Whoa!

Xlr : Nice thinking, Rook.

Kevin: Don't just stand
there, Tennyson. Help!

Xlr : On my way.

Kevin: [ groaning ]

Gwen: Where's Ben?

[ thud ]

Xlr : Ohh!

- Rook: Hang , Ben.
- Kevin: Hang tight.

Rook: Hang tight.
Whoa!

Xlr : Aah! Ohh.

Gwen: Look, let's be
grown-ups about this.

It's probably just a misunderstanding,
a cultural-relativism thing.

Looma: Human insect.

Gwen: I don't want to fight you.

Looma: [ laughs ]

As though I would ever lower
myself to fighting a girl.

[ laughs ]

Gwen: What did you call me?

And as for you...

Kevin: Gwen.

Looma: Now we end this, beloved.

Gwen: [ groans ]

Kevin: [ gasps ]

Gar: Enough.

You now face w*rlord Gar
of the house of the Red Wind.

Turn Kevin Levin over to
Looma, or Earth perishes.

You hand me Kevin Levin,
or I will incinerate this planet.

Argit: I am not with them.

Kevin: Hey, Gar, how's it going, pops?

- Gar: Kevin.
- Looma: Daddy.

Gar: Ah, there's my girl.
Oh! [ laughs ]

You're getting stronger every day.

I'm sure you make you make your
enemies quake.

Looma: [ laughs ]
Oh. Stop it.

Gar: Warriors of Earth,
I am not a violent man... per se.

But understand, I would do anything
to protect my daughter's interest.

Xlr : You and what army, Gar?

Gar: That would be my personal
fleet, in position to fire with a word.

Looma: Daddy.

[ beeping ]

Ben: Not gonna happen.

Gar: Let the wedding commence!

[ Mendelssohn's "wedding march" plays ]

Ben: Whoa.

Gwen: They don't waste time, huh?

Warriors and gentlemen, we
are gathered here today in the

eyes of Zed, for it is written,
"love is a b*ttlefield."

. Ben: We got to stop this.
. Gwen: Part of me wants to let

them go through with it to teach
Kevin a lesson, and part of me...

Ben: Yeah. I saw that part.

...our battered bones, love.

Crashhopper: Listen up. I don't
want to fight you, but I will.

- Gar: Kevin Levin, do you allow this?
- Kevin: Yes.

Gar: Then challenge accepted.
What good fortune.

Crashhopper: Wait. What?

[ gasps ]

Gar: Hmm.
Is this one a trained fighter?

Crashhopper: [ grunts ]
Yes.

- Rook: No.
- Gwen: [ scoffs ] No.

Gar: [ laughs ]

- Earth's greatest warrior.
- Rook: Earth's greatest hero.

Gar: This I will have to see.

Looma is my greatest warrior.
If what you say is true...

Kevin: Yeah, yeah, we get it.
Come on, Ben!

Earth in the balance!
Show her what you got!

Looma: [ grunts ]

Kevin: Come on, Ben.
New alien.

Turn into way big and step on her.

Argit: Doesn't Benny
know the rule about ...

Gwen: Is there a reason you
just knocked out Argit?

- Kevin: Maybe.
- Gwen: Wait.

Why did Ben turn into Clockwork?

Clockwork: [ grunts ]

I swear I was going
for Cannonbolt. Whoa!

Looma: [ grunts ]

Gar: [ laughs, cries ]

- Looma: What's wrong, father?
- Gar: Nothing.

It's just... well, this is how
your mother and I met.

Kevin: Come on, Ben.

Let's see some hustle out there.
New alien!

Shocksquatch: [ grunting ]

Looma: [ screams ]

Shocksquatch: [ grunts ]

Ohh!

Looma: Yield, human.

[ grunts ]

Gar: Well, that's that.
Shall we continue?

Kevin: But... but...
I'm not good with commitments.

Ben: This isn't over, Looma.
You know why I always win?

Four Arms: Because I don't
give up.

Kevin: Four Arms!

Finally, a fair fight!

Rook: Female Tetramands are
traditionally stronger.

The Princess still has the advantage.

Kevin: I take back every nice
thing I ever said about you.

Four Arms: Ohh!

Rook: I doubt Ben can
stand much more of this.

Four Arms: [ grunts ]

- Gwen: Yay!
- Kevin: Yeah!

Four Arms: Yeah.

Gar: At last, a champion fit
to marry my daughter.

And he's even a Tetramand...
eh, sometimes.

- Four Arms: Wait. What?
- Looma: What would you like

for an engagement gift?
Daddy's loaded.

Gar: Yes, it's true, my son.
You have but to name it.

Rook: I see.
Tetramand females are pledged to

the male who defeats them in battle.

You fought Looma and won

so you could ask for the
Khoros- engine block.

Kevin: [ laughs ]

- She wasn't always that big.
- Gwen: This is ridiculous.

Looma: It is an honor to lose to you.

I always knew that Kevin Levin
was not husband material.

Kevin: Hey.

[ beeping ]

Ben: So then, with the ...
and you knew this was happening?

Kevin: [ laughs ]
Yeah. Time to go.

[ beep ]

[ engine revs ]

[ tires screech ]

Oh, look. My ride's here.

So sorry that we have to leave
you two love birds.

Got to be going.
Gwen's got class. [ chuckles ] Later.

Ben: You're just pawning her
off on me?

Gwen: If it helps any, I'll
be making frowny faces at him

the whole way back.

[ engine revs, tires squeal ]

...and when you grow old,
remember to... uh... oh.

Gar: Well, that's it for now.

This change of combatants
restarts the engagement clock.

We'll be back in three of
your years. Save the date.

Ben: Three years?
But I don't want to be...

Looma: This time, I want a big wedding.

We have so many plans to make,
Ben Tennyson.

Our parents must battle, then

the best man must be chosen
through combat.

Then we register for plunder,
then the customary offerings ...

Oh!
When Drolga got married, they

bludgeoned their guests with
his and her w*r hammers.

Can we get those?

Gar: [ laughs ]

Anything for you, daughter.
Good battle, Ben.

Looma: Good battle, love.

Ben: Good... battle.

Kevin is so dead.

Argit: [ snoring ]