03x06 - The Frogs of w*r, Part 1

[bunniefuu]

Ben: What's with this traffic?!

[ Omnitrix beeping ]

Rook: Playing violin with your
Omnitrix will not make it move faster.

Ben: What? Oh, you mean
"fiddling" with my Omnitrix?

Rook: That, as well.
Perhaps you should find an

alternate method of calming yourself.

Ben: I'm perfectly calm.

[ beeping stops ]

Hey! What's the holdup?!

[ rumbling ]

x - The Frogs of w*r, part

[ people gasping ]
[ indistinct shouting ]

[ screams ]

[ roars ]

Rook: I did not expect that.

Ben: It's like every alien in undertown

suddenly has someplace they got to be.

[ clanking ]

Hey!
Where's everybody going?

The Incurseans are coming!

The Incurseans are coming!

♪ 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 ♪

They're coming!

The Incurseans!
No one is safe!

You're next!
You're next!

Ben: What do you think,
Rook? Do we believe him?

Rook: Earth would position the
Incurseans to take the entire galaxy.

It is quite possible ... even likely.

Ben: The whole galaxy?
Guess we can stop worrying what

the Incurseans have
been after all along.

[ rumbling ]
[ people screaming ]

[ people gasping ]

[ screams ]

Aliens!
Aliens are living among us!

[ elevator bell dings ]

Come on, guys!
Let's go!

This is not a drill!
This is not a drill!

Max: Now looks like
the rumors are true.

An armada of Incursean superdestroyers
is on a direct course for Earth.

Ben: And that's a direct
course for some smackdown!

Max: This isn't a street brawl, Ben.
We're gearing up for a w*r.

[ computer beeping ]

[ revving ]

Planetary shields online.

Rook: Shields will only slow
them down.

Ben: I can't just sit on my
hands waiting to do something!

Max: You won't be.
[ computer beeps ]

I need you to deal with
a more immediate thr*at.

[ sirens wailing ]

[ indistinct shouting ]

Harangue: As you can see, the
crowd is whipped into a fury of

righteous indignation at the
alien menace that has been

discovered festering right below
our feet.

Rook: Clearly, these gestures
do not translate to "thank you."

Max: More like "we're scared."

We need to calm their fears before we

end up fighting a w*r on two fronts.

Ben: So, how come I'm the one

who has to hold their hands and
tell them everything's all right?

Even you have to admit I'm a lot

better at punching things than
public speaking.

Max: You're a hero and a celebrity.
They'll listen to you.

[ indistinct shouting ]

Ben: Oh, come on!
A banana?! Really?!

Harangue: Ben Tennyson!
The people demand answers!

How long have you been a traitor
to your species?!

Ben: Uh... who with the what, now?

Harangue: Are you out to destroy
humanity or merely enslave it?

Ben: That's not ... I mean, hey!

Harangue: On a scale of to
... being global apocalypse

and being complete
obliteration of the space-time

continuum ... how dangerous is
this alien population?

Ben: Trust me ... I've been to
undertown, and they're decent

folks trying to make an honest living.

They may look different, but aliens
are totally and completely harmless.

Milleous: Attention, Earthling scum.
Surrender your planet at once

and swear allegiance to me,
Emperor Milleous.

Or ... and I'm kind of hoping you
go for this option ... face certain

annihilation at the overwhelming
might of the glorious Incursean armada!

[ fly buzzing ]

[ croaks ]

Why do they not respond?

Attea: Hello!

Planetary shield blocking all
communication!

Conquer worlds much?

Milleous: Keep pounding that
shield until you bust through!

And, Attea, daughter of mine,
you watch that mouth of yours,

unless you'd rather find yourself
on prisoner inventory detail.

[ elevator bell dings ]

Psychobos: Do I detect a hint
of daddy issues, highest commander?

Attea: [ ribbits ]

Oh, I got daddy issues,
Psychobos ... crawdaddy issues!

Ben: Look, my work lets me
live in the skin of countless

aliens, and I've always used
their abilities to save this

planet and the universe!
Couple dozen times!

Maybe more!

[ Omnitrix beeping ]

[ Omnitrix whirring ]

Randomizer function activated.

Ben: Randomizer function?
What's tha...

[ people screaming ]

Waybig: Sorry. My bad.
Everything's fine now. See?

Nrg: Aaaaaah!

[ gasping ]

It was an accident! I swear!

You're still perfectly
safe around aliens.

Although... you might want to
back away from the radiation.

Waterhazard: Oh, man!

Harangue: Is there no end to

the one-man alien rampage
that is Ben Tennys...

[ groans ]

Waterhazard: Oops.

[ sirens wail ]

Attea: We got a hole!

Now, celebrated calaveras legion, go!

Snap up Earth like it's some
kind of sugar bug!

[ ribbits ]

Waterhazard: So, remember,
when you hear "alien," think

"helpful, heroic" ...
hot buttered biscuits! Incoming!

[ people screaming ]

[ grunts ]

So, how about randomizing me
something useful?

Astrodactyl: Now, that's more like it!

[ squawks ]

Bring it on, froggies.

[ squawks ]

I got a whole arsenal of alien heroes.

Snare-Oh: Oh, man. I can't even
remember what this one does.

Oh, yeah ... right!

Wh-o-o-o-oa!
Whoa!

[ screaming ]

Attea: Nobody touches
Ben Tennyson. He's mine.

[ beep ]

Rath: Lemme tell ya somethin',
Incursean space fighter!

Rath will clip your wings,

starting from the inside
and working his way out!

[ grunts ]

Rath isn't goin' down, gravity...
ancient evil force of nature!

This time, you're the
one that's goin' ...

[ beep ]

Uh-oh!

Ben: Come on! Come on!

Aaaah!
[ grunts ]

Thanks for the save.

So, how come you're flying away
from the fight?

Rook: Magister Tennyson has
ordered that I return you to the

base for your own safety.
- Ben: I'm handling things!

Rook: In your culture, the
gesture of flailing one's arms

and plummeting helplessly
roughly translate to

"I'm handling things"?
- Ben: When I do it, yeah.

Attea: Go! Run!
I'm terrific with moving targets.

Psychobos: Shall I inform
daddy of your... progress?

Attea: One more word, crab
cakes, and you're an appetizer!

Milleous: About time!

[ feedback ]

Attention, Earth persons, this
is your conqueror speaking,

Lordmperor Milleous ...
destroyer of galaxies, warrior

without peer, light of the
Incursean empire, of which you

are about to become the latest
unwilling member!

Resistance is futile, but
encouraged, for it amuses me.

[ alarm blaring ]

[ indistinct shouting ]

All planetary defenses have
been neutralized.

By the time they knocked out
our interstellar communications,

the nearest Plumber bases
had already gone dark.

Max: So, no backup? What about
Ben's malfunctioning Omnitrix?

Rest assured, sir, we have our
best and brightest on the case.

[ Omnitrix beeping ]

Driba: I think we've finally
located the problem.

You've activated the
randomizer function.

Ben: Thanks.
I could've guessed that when it

said "randomizer function activated"!

Blukic: Then our work here is done.

Ben: Wait! Can you fix it?
- Driba: Most definitely.

Blukic: [ groans ]

[ Omnitrix powers down ]

Driba: I'm going to reverse
my initial estimate slightly to

"most definitely not."

Ben: Wait, wait, wait!
So I'm just gonna randomly

switch from alien to alien
every time I use the Omnitrix?

Blukic: It's a randomizer function.

Driba: [ scoffs ]

The human attention span.

Max: With our limited
resources, our only hope is to

mount an all-out as*ault on
Emperor Milleous' flagship.

If we can cut off the Incurseans'
communications, we stand

a chance of neutralizing the
entire armada in the confusion.

Ben: I want in.

Max: You're gonna sit this
one out, Ben.

We don't even know if your
Omnitrix will recharge.

And if it does, it'll likely go
random again.

Alpha and Beta teams, move out!

[ monitor beeping ]

Attea: There you are.

[ all screaming ]

[ monitor beeping ]

Psychobos: The defense forces
are escaping, highest commander.

Attea: Let daddy get a few
hits in.

We got our own objective ...
and our own backup.

[ people screaming ]

Max: Stay in formation!
And... fire!

[ alarm blaring ]

Milleous: Aww.

Primates are so cute when they
try to defend their planet.

[ both screaming ]

[ alarm blaring ]

[ grunts ]

Psychobos: This is even
easier than the last time I

infiltrated this stronghold ...
and I use the term loosely.

[ beeping ]

[ whirring ]

[ croaks ]

Attea: According to my intel,
he was supposed to be here!

[ ribbits ]

Find Tennyson!
And I want him alive!

To start out with, anyway.

Rook: Magister Tennyson! My ship
has sustained extensive damage!

Max: Rook! Don't do it!
There has to be another way!

Ben: I'm with you, partner.
Floor it!

Rook: You stowed away?

Ben: Just till I recharged.
It's "blaze of glory" time!

Rook: Consider it floored, partner.

Max: Ben!

No.

Rook: You were supposed to
sneak us aboard as Big Chill.

Bloxx: Change of plans. Bloxx
is better for busting frog legs.

[ beeping ]

Ben: What?! Well, at least
the randomizer didn't come on.

[ Omnitrix warbles ]

Instant recharge!
Way to go, Blukic and Driba!

Rook: So, what is your new plan?

Ben: Same as always ...
put the hurt on the bad guy.

Humungousaur style!

Nanomech: What?!

Halt!

[ croaks ]

Drop your w*apon in the name
of the glorious Incursean ...

Aah!

[ grunts ]

[ grunts ]

There he is! Stop him!

Rook: [ grunts ]

[ beeping ]

Ben: Yee!
Next time, will you let me in on

your plan before you
throw me to the frogs?

[ groans ]

Rook: Whatever Blukic and
Driba did to your Omnitrix

has shortened the duration
of your transformations.

I suggest you time them judiciously.

Max: This is for Ben and
Rook, you toads!

Milleous: Guy's got guts.
I want to see 'em.

Blast that ape!

Rook: [ grunts ]

Whoa!

Milleous: Intruders! Croak 'em!

Ben: I got the three on the right.

[ beep ]

Four Arms: Make that
for four on the right.

Get up!

[ beeping ]

Ben: On second thought, stay down.
[ crash ]

[ Omnitrix beeps ]

Grandpa! What are you doing?!

Max: Ben? You're alive!

Ben: Aah!

Milleous: Nufferlon!
- Ben: Uh, what?

Milleous: I said, "not for long."

Now, call off your att*ck, or
Tennyson's toast.

[ rumbling ]

[ croaks ]

Cease fire!
Cease fire!

Ben: First rule of Ben warfare...
never leave the arms free.

[ beep ]

Milleous: I said cea...

[ crackling ]

[ beeping ]

Ben: [ as Milleous ]
Do not cease fire!

Plumbers have infiltrated all
Incursean ships!

sh**t first, ask questions later!

Trust no one, including me, Lord
Emperor Milleous, light of the ...

[ normal voice ] Ah, forget it!
Boring conversation anyway.

[ intercom beeps ]

Emperor Milleous, what are
your orders?

- Come in! Come in!
- Who's in command?

[ beep ]

Attea: This is General
Attea ... Princess Scion,

and teen supreme of the
deathless Incursean empire!

I'm taking command, and I say
fire on the flagship!

It's what daddy would've wanted.

Ben: [ gasps ]

O-kay, maybe I should've thought
this through a little better.

[ computer beeping ]

Rook: Why start now?

Milleous: [ grunts ]

I only got one plan.
It involves you, a lot of pain,

and destruction on a planetary scale.

[ beep ]

Xlr : Got to catch me first.

Milleous: [ croaking ]

[ grunts ]

[ beeping ]

Ben: Aah!

[ grunts ]

Milleous: Nowhere to run now, primate.

Ben: Then I guess I'll have
to stand and fight.

[ beep ]

Milleous: [ croaks ]

[ beeping ]

Ben: [ groans ]

Aah!

[ thud ]
[ groaning ]

Milleous: [ croaks ]

That felt so good, I think I'll
do it again!

[ beep ]

Crashhopper:
Ya-A-A-Hoo!

Milleous: [ grunting ]

Crashhopper: Whoo!

Ben: [ grunts ]

Milleous: [ croaks ]

Huh?

Rook: Emperor Milleous, you
are under arrest for as*ault on

a planet with intent to conquer.

Ben: I told you I can handle this!

[ Omnitrix powers down ]

[ buzzing ]

But... I'll let you wrap things up.

Both: Surrender now!

Max: I'm afraid we have you outnumbered.

Attea: Look a little higher.

Now who's outnumbered?

Ben: Call off your ships, Attea!
Or say goodbye to daddy!

Attea: Go ahead. I dare you.
- Milleous: Huh?

Attea: Daddy, please. It's
not like he has the guts to do it.

Milleous: Here's what's gonna
happen, kid.

You're gonna let me go, then
you're gonna leave this planet

and never come back.
- Ben: And why would I do that?

[ device beeps ]

[ beeping ]

[ whirring ]

Attea: You must have wondered
what happened to that

mind-control juice I
grabbed on Revonnah.

Ben: No. Maybe.
What?

[ roars ]

[ loud thud ]

Ben: Ha! One Waybig.

Psychobos: You nincompoop!

It's mutated and feral.
And most importantly ...

Attea: Shh!
I want to see his face.

[ rumbling ]

[ roars ]

[ sirens wailing ]

Ben: [ sighs ]

Milleous: I see you anywhere
near this system ... and I mean

anywhere ... my mutated To'kustar
pets destroy everyone and

everything you ever cared about!

Ben: No.
I'm not leaving Earth!

Max: Ben, you have to go.

Ben: Grandpa, no!
I can't let them win!

I never let Vilgax win or
Aggregor or ...

Max: Ben.

Ben: I've never backed down,
and I'm not about to back down now!

Max: Ben! I already thought
I'd lost you once today.

At least this way,
I'll know you're alive.

Milleous: First rule of Ben warfare...
never leave the arms free.

Harangue: This is
Will Harangue, coming to you

live over the Incursean news network.

The crowd rejoices silently as
our benevolent Incursean

overlords bestow upon mankind
their greatest gift.

[ beep ]

Today, we are finally free of the
most dangerous thr*at to our planet.

Goodbye, Ben Tennyson ...
And good riddance.

x - The Frogs of w*r, part

Ben: Aah!

What? Where?

[ grunts ]

Well, universe, I usually
wouldn't say this, but at least

things can't get any worse.

[ beeping ]

I hate you, universe.

My friends, a month has
passed since our Incursian

protectors arrived here on
Earth, quickly establishing a

new era of order and tranquility.
They have ousted the Plumbers,

a seditious ring of spies, and
taken possession of their hideout.

And best of all, our Benevolent
leaders have banished the

traitorous menace
Ben Tennyson for good.

We all owe the Incursians an immense...

Uh, spontaneous display of fireworks!

A tribute to our protectors.
Yes!

Gwen: Ben would have loved that.

I told you it would work,
Drib... oh, never mind.

Gwen: Aah!

Let's take 'em!
- Or we could run away.

- There they are!
- Get 'em!

Kevin: Argit's got a point, Gwen.
Leave the weapons!

[ grunts ]

[ tires screeching ]
[ explosions ]

[ grunts ]

[ screaming ]

[ all screaming ]

[ all groaning ]

Gwen: Any more bright ideas?

You can come out.
It's gone.

Thanks.

Rook: You do realize that harboring
resistance fighters is dangerous?

Kevin: Yeah, these guys stomp
first and ask questions never.

Plenty folks out there just
like me ready to help.

Uh, can I have these batteries?

[ beep ]

Rook: It is unfortunate that
we had to abandon those weapons.

We need more than this to mount
a full counterattack.

Kevin: Rook, we dodged the way-bads for

two weeks getting
this stuff to Bellwood.

I'm not about to get popped over
some lame frog blasters.

Rook: Forgive me, Kevin.
I was not questioning your judgment.

Ugh, you're so polite.

Gwen: Fact is, guys, these
raids aren't doing us much good.

If a frontal as*ault is out,
then it's time we tried

something big, like busting Grandpa

Max out of Plumber headquarters.

Kevin: So, we, what, just barge in?
Now you're sounding like...

Gwen: Like Ben.
- And Driba.

I miss him so much, I've been
contradicting myself.

Emperor Millious: Attention,
Earth nobodies!

This is your leader,
Emperor Millious.

I am sick of all these att*cks!

It's expensive, and it does not
do no good.

What part of "resistance is
useless" did you not get?

You must learn to turn in anybody that

fights the occupation. Otherwise...

Dr. Psychobos, please
show them "otherwise."

Got that?

Gwen is right.

Nothing we do is gonna
make a difference.

Well, nothing short of snatching

Psychobos and shutting
down his mind-control gizmo.

Kevin: Go on.
- I got it!

We just saw Mamillious' ship, right?

But he works out of Plumbers'
headquarters.

Kevin: So, when he
heads back into town...

We grab him!
- Kevin: You wanted something big.

Gwen: Rook?

Rook: It does seem strategically
sound, and yet, Argit thought of it.

What can I say? I'm only
dangerous when I'm cornered.

[ chuckles ]

[ beeping ]

Kevin: Almost there.

Gwen: Psychobos isn't in the caravan.

H-hold your fire!
It's a setup!

Yah!

Attea, don't sh**t!
R-r-remember, we had a deal.

You had a deal.
I had a win.

On my command.
Ready...

Aim...

Bullfrag: Princess!

What?

Oh!

Bullfrag: Later.
- Huh?

[ croaks ]

Bullfrag: Call me Bullfrag.
You comin' or what?

Rook: A ship!
- Bullfrag: Think you can handle it?

Gwen: Could we discuss this later?

Gwen: How is everybody?

Well, to tell the truth,
I'm feeling a bit existential.

Kevin: She means, are you hurt?
- No, she doesn't.

Kevin: Huh?
- What ... nothing.

Bullfrag: [ clears throat ]

I didn't hear a "thank you."

Kevin: Yeah.
Where are our manners?

Bullfrag: Hey, why'd you hit me?

Kevin: Hmm, 'cause
you're a filthy Incursion.

[ light buzzing ]

Bullfrag: I am not.
I helped you escape.

Rook: Yes.
Why is that, filthy Incursion?

Bullfrag: Isn't it obvious?
I'm ...

Kevin: Shut it, salamander.
- Bullfrag: I'm telling you ...

Kevin: What if he's wearing a wire?

Gwen: He's cool.
- Rook: Miss Tennyson...

[ slurping ]

Gwen: Rook, scan the room for
enemy surveillance.

Rook: I did my sweep this morning.

Bullfrag: Before you found
out Argit was playing both sides.

Kevin: And how do we know you're not?

Bullfrag: You'll know. When
it's safe, I'll explain everything.

Ooh.
You have any more of those?

Ahh! Nope.

[ slurping ]

Emperor Millious: I ask you to do
one simple ambush, and you blow it!

Discuss!
- Daddy, it's not my fault.

Emperor Millious: Spawn of
mine, you had that traitor right

in front of you, but you just
stood there.

What's the matter with you?

You know, my guys almost
got this ship fixed.

I would like to move on and
conquer other worlds.

But I can't, 'cause I got to
stay here on Earth to make sure

you don't mess up again!
I am serious here, Attea.

If anything else goes awry, you do
not rejoin your mother in stasis.

You become history.

State your business.

Bullfrag: All hail,
Emperor Millious, conqueror of

a thousand planets, hero to
trillions, grand exalted

pooh-bah of the greater pleiades.

Okay, okay, kiss-up,
you're on record. Move along.

Bullfrag: Hey, all right.
Thanks, pal.

Yo, rebel scum, in you go.

[ beeps ]

That'll jam the cameras long
enough for us to locate Psychobos.

Gwen: But first,
we rescue Grandpa Max.

Bullfrag: Absolutely.

Kevin: Since when does he get a vote?
- Gwen: Lead the way, Rook.

Rook: Good day, gentlemen.

Care to surrender peacefully?

Kevin: Not bad for a newb.

Rook: High praise indeed coming
from the infamous Kevin Levin.

Kevin: Infamous, huh?

Gwen: Hate to interrupt a budding
bromance, but you want to help here?

[ bell dings ]

Driba and magister Patelliday.

[ beeping ]

Rook: The Incursions reset the codes.

[ electricity crackles ]

Blukic, where have you been?

Patelliday began to smell
after three days.

Oh, you don't have to get all mushy.

I was not mushy!
- Was too.

Fine. If saying it's good to
see you is mushy, call me mushy!

You didn't say it was good to see me.

Rook: The magister is
severely dehydrated.

I gave him my water ration,
but he needs more.

Gwen: We better find grandpa.

[ bell dings ]

Max: [ groaning ]

Gwen: Grandpa!

Bullfrag: I got you, grandpa.

Max: Ben!
- Kevin: Ben?

Gwen: Ben.
- Ben.

The Emperor's gonna wanna public
execution for you, Tennyson.

Kevin: Hang on, hang on.
Bullfrag is Ben?

Gwen: Who else would come up
with a dumb name like "Bullfrag"?

Bullfrag: Whatever.
Bullfrag is awesome.

Gwen: I knew it was you
as soon as you showed up.

Bullfrag: I know, but I
couldn't risk the Incursions

finding out I was back on Earth.
That's why I couldn't say

nothing until I knew
we were in the clear.

Oh, you better believe it.

My daddy will fry you alive for

coming back, and the rest
of this miserable planet!

Bullfrag: 'Course, you're kind
of mixed up about me, aren't you?

It's exciting going against
what daddy says, huh?

What?
Well, uh, I ... uh...

Bullfrag: Now that I'm
an Incursion, Attea,

I'm seeing you in
a whole new way.

Which way? How?
Say what?!

Bullfrag: You're special.
Those big eyes,

that cute little cap,
that vicious indifference.

Oh, well, it's an instinct, you know.

I'm just naturally cold-blooded.

Aah!
Oh.

Kevin: I'm gonna throw up.

[ burps ]

That was disgusting.

Bullfrag: Don't blame me.
Blame this DNA.

Gwen: Oh, that's what you
boys always say.

Bullfrag: But now that they
know I'm here...

Command code ,
Tennyson, Benjamin.

Disengage life-form lock.

Gwen: Good to see your face.
- Ben: Yeah, it's been a while.

Kevin: Hey, buddy.
- Ben: Hey.

Max: Though your being here
will cause us all sorts of trouble.

How'd you manage it?

Ben: When the pod lost power,
I figured I'm toast.

But I noticed one of my
manacles was a little loose.

[ grunts ]

Come on. Come on!

[ grunts ]

[ beeping ]

Azmuth showed up a few hours later.

He fixed that problem I was
having with the randomizer...

and gave me the Omnitrix lock
code for Incursion DNA.

[ beeping ]

Gwen: Rook, what's going on?

Rook: We have located Dr. Psychobos.

Ben: Is that good news or bad?

Rook: Ben!
I suspected that was you.

Kevin: What?
Everybody knew except me?

Rook: The doctor's latest psionic
augmentations are impressive.

For a Cerebral Crustacean.

And I think he sent a signal to
a mutant To'kustar.

But other than a way bad
headed this way, we're fine.

Max: We're coming.

And as for the "way bad"...
- Ben: My job.

[ Omnitrix beeping ]

[ roars ]

[ Omnitrix powers down ]

Ben: Aah!

[ coughs ]

A little out of practice.

Ben Tennyson! The frogs
told us they'd finished you off.

Ben: Not yet.

Well, we're ready to fight
back ... humans and aliens.

Run!

[ beeps ]

Waybig: You are in big
trouble ... way big!

Emperor Millious: Tennyson!
Tennyson!?

[ croaks ]

Get this thing in the air!
I'm through playin'!

I will personally
blast that fool to bits!

But, Emperor, the repairs are not
complete. The maneuvering jets are ...

Aah!

Emperor Millious: Have you
any other objections?

Waybig: Oh, yeah!

[ roars ]

Waybig: Oh, yeah.

Pathetic simpletons!
You are wasting your time.

I control every mutant
To'kustar on Earth.

I can squash your resistance ...

and I use the term
loosely ... like b-b-bugs.

Simpletons?!
The simplest Galvan is still

smarter than a Cerebral Crustacean.

Yeah, and we ought to know.

Ugh!

Rook: Ben, Dr. Psychobos no
longer controls the mutants.

Waybig: So, why are
they still fighting?

Psychobos: They're feral, you dolts.
Without my great mind

controlling them, they will
destroy everything in sight.

[ Psychobos laughing evilly ]

Rook: Now what?
- I have an idea.

No, you don't.

[ pants ]

Daylight at last!

[ roars ]

Aah!

Did you see that?
You took down that giant.

You're a hero.

Great.
Go get your hero some pants.

[ roars ]

Null void projector!

Emperor Millious: Huh?

Rook: There are way bads all
over the globe. We will return.

Ben: Emperor Millious.
Seems like you and I were having

this same discussion a few weeks ago.

Kevin: Yeah, except now froggy's mutant

To'kustar army is
headed to the null void.

Please.

[ grunting ]

Emperor Millious: I still
have my regular army, an armada

of super destroyers, and a conquest ray.

Max: And we have you.

And that puts me in charge.

Which, by the way,
was my plan all along.

Ben: Who the what, now?

I sabotaged your exile
pod, figured you'd

break free, come back,
and clobber daddy.

[ beeping ]

You think the Ben
Tennyson is just gonna sit

back and watch his home
world get conquered?

Ben: You did all this so I'd
take your dad down for you?

Ever since the last time I
tried to take over, he's been

keeping me at tongue's length.
You were my ticket to the throne.

Ben: Wow, you are
all kinds of messed up.

I know!
Here's the deal.

I walk away
and take the armada with me.

You keep daddy, and the empire
goes back to last year's borders.

Ben: You'd be getting away clean.

Tough toady!

I got a truce to offer,
and you don't want a w*r.

Max: The Earth accepts your terms.

Ben: But...

Pleasure.

We'll pay for damages ...
a small price to pay for power.

Emperor Millious: I should
have kept you in a stasis pod,

you double-crossing backstabber!
[ whimpers ]

They grow up so fast.

You want to come with,
Tennyson?

You know, lose that monkey face
and turn back into Bullfrag?

Ben: Yeah, I'm gonna pass.

Your loss.
Mwah!

Rook: The news is
all over the internet,

extranet, and even tesser-bursts.

The Incursions have stopped
their onslaught.

Ben: She wasn't lying.

Those way bads didn't step on
any Mr. Smoothy's, did they?

I haven't been there
in over a month.

Gwen: Ben Tennyson is back.