04x06 - OTTO Motives

[bunniefuu]

[Grunting]

[Sighs]
Oof!

[Chitters]
Kevin: Huh?

Argit: Settle down, earthboy.
It's just me.

[Chitters]

Kevin: Cut me some slack, okay?

I had to get this thing away
from some pretty tough customers.

Argit: [chitters]

Oh, poor you!

I've been all over the Null Void
scrounging up this stuff.

[sighs]
My achin' pads!

Otto: Kevin, Argit, my friends,
this is hardly the time for lamentation.

Kevin: Whatever, Otto.
If you can really turn this pile

of junk into our "get out of
jail free" card, then get to it.

Argit: Yeah, we held up our
part of the deal.

Make with the "let's get out of here."

Otto: This is the hour of our
deliverance from this

ignominious penitentiary.

Solid state! Just a few
connections... there.

Now, if one of you would be so
kind as to turn on the

chronometric oscillator...

Argit: [chittering]

Kevin: Uh, I'll do it.
- Argit: And let you mess it up?

Where you come from,
they still use cellphones.

Kevin: Fine.
We'll both do it.

Let's just get back to the real world.

[Click, whirring]

Argit: Yes! It's working!

Kevin: See you on the other
side, hedgehog.

[Loud whirring]

[Both gasp]

- Argit: No!
- Kevin: What the...?!

♪ 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 ♪

[Roars]

Kevin: Seriously, Rook, for a
guy with such a sweet ride,

you are the slowest driver.

Rook: Have you never seen the
Plumbers' drivers-ed videos?

Do you know what organic matter looks
like after a collision at light speed?

Kevin: Better leave the
weapons in the truck,

or they'll confiscate them at the gate.

Rook: [sighs]

Very well, Kevin.
But one would think they might

make an exception for
officers of the law.

Kevin: Tetramands aren't big
on exceptions.

Can a fella get something to
drink around here?!

Put a cork in it, turnstile-jumper!
That guy's been here since

yesterday, and you don't hear
him complaining.

[Bird caws]

[Computer beeping]

[Warbling]

[Beep]

Rook: [sighs]

Beam scans always make me itch.

Kevin: That's the z-bosons.
They tend to condense on fur.

[Gags]

Rook: I see.

[Beeping, whirring, engines revving]

Kevin: This is it, Rook,
the Khoros car show ...

one-stop shopping
for all your automotive needs.

If you can't get it here, you can
find a guy who will build it for you.

[Car whirs]

Together: Ah!

Rook: Are you certain that I
can purchase crystal-matrix

plasma resonators here?

Kevin: Guaranteed.
Just let me do the talking, okay?

And try not to look like a Plumber.

Rook: Why? Kevin, are the
parts you are looking for illegal?

Kevin: Depending on the configuration.

Grick: I'm tellin' ya ... it's
gotta be the ion-return canister.

Grack: I disagree. I think
it's the flux valve mounting bolt.

Grick: Look, the bottom line
is, we're probably both wrong,

but my brother is definitely wronger!

[Both laugh]

Grack: Yeah.

Welcome, honored customers.
May you find vehicular

contentment in my many and
varied wares!

[Growling]

[Beeps]

Kevin: What do you want for this?

Rook: A reverse-calibrated
lepton transducer?

But those have been
banned in systems.

Kevin: And they're still
legal in three.

[Chuckling] Hey, I'm just
trying to make a tayden here, okay?

I don't want no trouble with the
redspots.

But you know what?

Keep the transducer.
Consider it a gift.

[Engine revs]

Kevin: Huh.
Having you around might be okay.

Come on. Let's ...
Aah!

Argit: Hey!
Watch where you're ...

[Chitters] Kev?

Kevin: Argit.
- Argit: And associate.

How nice to see you both...
here... together.

Rook: Kevin and I
share an interest in

high-performance vehicle
modifications.

Argit: Hey, who doesn't?
Am I right?

Kevin: So you're here
as a car enthusiast, huh?

No scam? No angle?

Argit: What?!
No. No. No, no, no, no, no.

I'm a solid citizen now.
Yeah, y-you tell him, Rook.

Rook: He broke into a warehouse
and stole an illegal weapons shipment.

Argit: To help you guys!
It was Benny's idea.

Okay, n-not completely, but,

look, I'm a hero ... a
pillar of the community.

Kevin: No way.
- Rook: He is very popular.

Kevin: Over there.
Is that who I think it is?

Argit: Can't be.
Five years we been looking for that guy!

Kevin: And now he's gonna get
what's coming to him!

You backstabbing tin can!

Hey! Come here!
[All grunting]

Argit: No-good, double-crossing jerk!

Nyah!

[Grunting]

Otto: Please ... put them
down, gentlemen.

Kevin and Argit are old associates
from my days in the Null Void.

So, you escaped after all?
Solid state!

Argit: No thanks to you.
You left us there to rot!

Otto: Why, I had no idea the

device would only transport me
out of the Null Void.

I searched for a way to rescue
you, too, but alas...

Kevin: We found our own way.

Otto: Indeed!
Such brilliant, resourceful lads.

I can't tell you how
glad I am to see you.

And the timing could not be better.

Kevin: Timing?
What are you talking about?

Otto: I could use some extra muscle
for a special job I have lined up.

It's high-risk, but the profits
are immeasurable.

Rook: Go on.

Kevin: No. Stop right there. Me and
Argit are legit citizens these days.

Argit: What?
I mean... yeah!

We've gone straight ...
totally aboveboard.

Otto: Ohh. How disappointing.
All your talent is going to waste.

Oh, well.
Guess we ought to get started.

Argit: Aah!

[Crowd screaming]

Otto: Everybody hit the dirt!
This is a stickup!

[Crowd screaming]

Rook: This is the special job
your friend mentioned?

Argit: Hey!
He's no friend of mine!

Rook: We must stop them.
You're under arrest!

Kevin: Whoa!
Hold up, there, quick draw!

You're unarmed, remember?
- Rook: I am still a Plumber.

Kevin: Then call for backup.

Rook: Ben.
Hello? Can you hear me?

Ben: Hey, Rook.
How's the auto show?

Rook: The show is fine. However,
we have run into some trouble here.

And the crowd is in a panic!

[Screaming continues]

Ben: I can barely hear you over
all that screaming in the background.

Look, whatever trouble you and
Kevin are in, it can't be

anywhere near as bad as what
we're dealing with here.

Rook: Armed lowlifes!
A full-scale firefight!

Ben: Okay, I stand corrected.
Your thing is way worse.

Rook: We are unarmed and
pinned down!

Argit: They're headed for the main gate!

Rook: Kevin, we cannot wait.
- Kevin: Okay, okay. I'll take point.

If anything happened to you,
I'd never hear the end of it.

Rook: Point taken.
Or ... given.

Argit: I'll cover the rear.

Cover the rear, cover my rear ...
it's the same thing.

Rook: They have recycler clips.

They can hold the
guards off indefinitely.

Come on.

[Grunts]

Kevin: Right ... human shield.
Pressure-forged infinitum.

That was a Tetramand engine
block I touched back there.

Rook: Impressive.

Kevin: Still hurts, though.
Make your move!

Rook: [grunts]

Hands up!

Otto: Ow!

Argit: Hey, good work, team!

[Metal clanks]

I think the locals can
handle it from here.

Unh!

Otto: Curses!
I am thwarted!

I want an advocate!

I don't want to be held in
a high-security cell.

I've seen the way you
treat your prisoners.

Argit: [groans]

Unh!

[Groans]
I totally had your back.

Gar: Where are they?

Kevin: I know that voice.

Gar: Who accomplished this
daring feat that saved the car show?

[Roars]

Kevin, lad!
Best of battles to you!

Kevin: How's it going,
your warlordship?

We're still square on that whole

"not marrying your daughter"
thing, right?

Looma isn't around, is she?

Gar: Much as the Princess
values a good Tetramand

powertrain, just now, she's off quashing

a rebellion in the crooked mountains.

Kevin: Oh, good.
Good for her.

Gar: Ah, yes. Such a talented
girl with so many interests.

Rook: w*rlord Gar, I am Rook Blonko.

Gar: Of course. We met when
I threatened to destroy Earth.

And you are...?
- Argit: Argit, f-freelance

hero, traveling the universe in
service of justice.

Gar: Well, you have done
Khoros a tremendous service.

You three will be my honored guests
for the rest of the show. Come!

Argit: Honored guests?
Ha! Ka-ching!

Kevin: Don't get your hopes up.

Rook: No, Argit. My intestines
do not speak well of this.

Argit: What's that?

Kevin: I'm guessing his gut
tells him that something's wrong.

Argit: Oh. Ohhhh.

[Beep]

Unh!

Otto: Well done, gentlemen!

Phase went better
than I could have hoped.

Now on to phase .

[Buzz, electricity crackles]

Kevin: Rook's right.
This doesn't add up.

Otto wouldn't pull a stupid stunt like that ...
not for chump change, anyway.

Gar: This way, my friends.
You must see my private vault,

where I keep the four rarest and
most valuable cars in the galaxy ...

worth the rest of the show put together.

Rook: One moment.
This vault of yours...

Kevin: Is it anywhere near
where you put Otto and his g*ons?

Gar: I suppose.

But there are meters of stone
between the pens and the vaults.

Otto: Look at that!
It's freedom!

[Roars]

Kevin: Come on!

[Grunts]

Have you ever ridden on one of these?

Rook: Of course ...
in simulation.

Kevin: Hyah!

[Roars]

Rook: Punch it!
- Kevin: I'm trying, but it won't go!

Rook: No ... punch it!

[Roars]

[Crowd screaming]

Otto: Left. Now right.

And for heaven's sakes, stop
double-clutching!

[Tires screeching]

Grick: [laughs]
Was that guy double-clutching?

Grack: In a car like that,
[Laughing] wouldn't you?

[Roars]

Grick: Now, that guy drives
like my brother.

Grack: That guy drives like my brother!

[Both laugh]

Kevin: [grunts]

[Crowd screaming]

[Roars]

[Alarm beeping]

Both: Whoa!

[Roars]

Rook: They have sealed the main gate!

[Weapons powering up]

Whoa!

Kevin: How could they pierce
these heavy infinitum doors?

Rook: The lead car was solid Taydenite ...
literally made of money.

Kevin: Now what?
- Argit: You guys, uh, need a ride?

Kevin: We should be gaining on them.

Argit: I still don't see why
I can't ride in your car.

Kevin: Your quills
mess up my upholstery.

Argit: You see what I have to deal with?

Rook: Be silent. I see them.

Rook: Perhaps I should try
to contact Ben again.

Kevin: Nah.
Earth's hours away.

By the time our backup gets
here, this'll all be over.

[Gearshift clicks, beeps]

Argit: Uh, Kev ...
- Kevin: Hang on.

I'm trying to snag one with my
magna-winch.

[Crash]

Huh?

[Snarls]

[Roars]

[Speed-Dialing]

Ben: Hey, Rook.

Rook: Ben.
I am sorry to pester you, but if

we are devoured by sandrippers,
the lowlifes will get away.

Ben: Wait. What?

[Crash]

Where's Kevin?

Rook: In his car, facing the
same giant beasts.

Ben: Wait ... how big are we
talking here?

[Roars]

Rook: Ben, they are eating my truck.

[Both snarling]

Ben: Okay. Okay.
Try not to make it any worse.

I'm on my way.

Argit: Make it worse?!
How could we make it any ... oopsie.

[Engine revs]

Kevin: [grunts]
You got to be kidding me!

[Tires screech]

Otto: [scoffs]

Wretched creatures!
There! Head up that rock slab!

Kevin: Otto's got the right idea.
'Rippers can't move through solid rock.

Rook: And yet, ridge-running
has its own drawbacks.

Otto: Brakes!
Brakes, you fool!

[Tires screech]

Phew!

[Tires screech]

[Vehicle creaking]

[Rumbling]

Otto: Oh! Dip switches!

[Whirring]

Kevin: Not bad fishin'
around these parts.

Rook: As Ben would say, "totally."

Otto: Quite a remarkable
vehicle you have here.

Rook: Be silent, lowlife.

Kevin: I guess we'll have to tell them.

Rook: I have some additional ...
Bralla da!

Otto has accessed the
proto-truk's mainframe!

But they are locked in the back,
and the controls are inaccessible!

Kevin: These guys broke out
of a high-security cell, remember?

Rook: I am merely saying ... he has
accessed the nano shift transformer.

Otto: [deep voice]
Now, this is what I call a car!

Otto is no more!

Tremble before the
power of Otto-Gestault!

Argit: I did not see that coming.

Otto: Look upon me and regard.

After all these years, I have a
body worthy of my titanic intellect!

Rook: I am glad that your newfound
power has not gone to your head.

Otto: Insolent worm!

[Tires screech]

Kevin: Get in!

[Seat belt clicks]

[Tires squeal]

[Tires screech]

[Both snarling]

[Tires squeal]

[Engine revs]

[All gasp]

[Tires screech]

Ben: Man.
You wouldn't believe what I had

to go through to get
Azmuth to teleport me here.

I'm serious.
[Beeping]

It's hard enough just to get him
to return a message.

[Beep]

Kevin: You couldn't eat the
ground to charge up?

Eatle: [munching]

It's good, but this stuff is delicious.

[Munching]

Otto: Why, you...

Aah!

Release me, you vermin!

[Beep]

Kevin: Every time I see you
people, it's three weeks of repairs!

Ben: Come on.

That's not going to hold him
for long. I mean... hold it.

Wait ... who is this?

Otto: [growling]

[Chitters]

Otto: [roars]

Obnoxious creatures!

[Tires squeal]

Once I'm rid of you, I'll go find
a nice star system... and buy it!

Argit: Benny!

Ben: Give me a minute!
I need a heavy hitter ...

Shocksquatch... Way Big...

Otto: [roars]

[Roars]

[All screaming]

Kevin: Ben! Do something!

[Beep]

Upgrade: How about an Upgrade?

Rook: Well done.
- Kevin: Wait.

You could've upgraded me like
this any old time?

Upgrade: You told me
never to touch your car.

Argit: [chittering]

[Loud rumbling]

Otto: Ooh!
A Galvanic mechamorph!

I'm trembling in my
multitrillion-tayden shoes.

Rook: Ben! Avoid damaging
the arms and legs!

Those cars are worth
more than many planets!

Upgrade: What about the part
that looks like your truck?

Kevin: Go to town, buddy!
- Rook: Pardon me?

Otto: Ha! A challenge!
Ha ha!

Solid state!

[Roars]

Kevin: Hey, what happened to
those hooded guys?

Rook: I must assume they are
still inside the proto-truck.

Kevin: [chuckles] Yikes.

Otto: [groaning]

Rook: Ben! The cars!

Upgrade: Whoops!

Otto: Yaah!

[Gasps]

Oh, you noble fool.

I started life as a faulty A.I.
unit for a ventilator.

After coming all this way, do
you really think you can stop me?

Upgrade: Whoa!

[Rumbling]

Otto: [grunts]

Upgrade: You're not too good with
machines ... you know, considering...

Otto: [roars]

[Grunts]

[Growls]

Unh!

It... knocked my block off.

Kevin: Looks like your ride's
gonna need a little bodywork.

Upgrade: [laughs nervously]

Sorry, Rook.

[Omnitrix powers down]

Ben: Aah!

Rook: If you like, I can loan
you my wrench.

[Crowd cheering]

Otto: [groans]

Gar: Ben Tennyson, you have
once again demonstrated why you

are the greatest hero in the universe.

[Crowd cheers]

Ben: [chuckling] Oh, please.
You're too kind.

But I couldn't have done it
without my friends here.

Kevin's car got totally messed up.
- Gar: Indeed?

Well, then, in gratitude,
I shall give Kevin Levin his

choice of my own personal collection.

[Crowd cheers]

Rook: My vehicle was damaged, as well.

[Engine sputtering]

Just listen to that!

My vorlon spline distributor is
beyond repair!

Kevin: That's why I picked
the money-mobile back there.

We'll sell it and totally
rebuild both our cars.

Rook: Thank you, Kevin.
- Argit: You realize the problem with that?

Ben: [yawning] Yeah.

If that car is made of
flawless Tetramand Taydenite,

where are you gonna find
someone rich enough to buy it?