03x12 - Busy Box

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Ben 10: Alien Force". Aired: April 18, 2008 – March 26, 2010.*
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Set five years after the end of the original series, Ben is now a teenager, protecting the earth and other parts of the universe from villainous alien activity.
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03x12 - Busy Box

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[tires screech ]

BEN:
Anything?

Not yet, but the
scanner detected

level technology
somewhere near here.

Level ?

The only level technology in
the whole galaxy is...

The Omnitrix.

Maybe you found a spare.

KEVIN:
Actually, whatever
we're detecting

is level -plus.

The scale on this thing doesn't
go any higher.

Oh, this is stupid.

We've been driving
around all night.

Before we give up,
pull over.

I want to try something.

You know how my powers have
trouble with technology?

I'm thinking maybe it works
the other way around.

So, if your manna hits
something super-high-tech...

that.

So, what is it?

Beats me.
Kevin?

I don't know.

Really?
You always know.

It's not like any
alien tech I've ever seen.

GWEN:
Careful, Ben.

Two words that
contradict each other.

You mean it's an
oxymoron.

Some kind of moron.

Ha ha.

[device whirs ]

I think we should get
back in the car.

And run away?

And run it over.

Run away.

Whoa!

Whoa!

What are you?

Where did you come from?

What are you?

Where did you come from?

Cut it out!

Cut it out!

I don't sound like that!

I don't sound like that!

Kind of do.

Huh.

I bet people would put up some
serious cash

for a robot version
of themselves.

Cool.

What do you say we load this
handsome devil into the car,

take him home, and see what
makes him tick?

What do you say we load this
handsome devil into the car,

take him home, and see what
makes him tick?

Okay, that's getting a
little annoying.

Okay, that's getting a little
annoying.

Knock it off.

Knock it off.

[grunts ]

[ buzz]

Great.

You broke my I.D. mask.

Great.
You broke my I.D. mask.

This is getting out
of hand.

No problem. I'll just --

Okay.
It's hero time!

Humungousaur!

[ beep]

Humungousaur!

Whew.

[gasps ]

[grunts ]

Sorry.

[ beep]

All right.

That's it.

[grunts ]

Nice sh*t, Kevin.

Thanks.

Guess they don't make annoying
imitator robots

like they used to.

Ow!
Hey!

Whoops.

[grunts ]

[ beep]

Spidermonkey!

Back off!

Right.

Should have figured.

Right.
Should have figured.

Ick!

[grunts ]
I am so gonna --

[ beeping, powers down ]

Out of power.

Sure. Why not?

[grunts ]

[grunts ]

I got it!

I got it!

What?! Again?!

[engine hisses ]

Kevin, wait!

What do you mean,
"wait"?

That thing's determined to wreck
my ride!

He's sort of already
wrecked it.

"She's."

Are we doing this again?

Actually, we aren't
doing anything.

And neither is she.

I don't get it.

It's copying whatever we do.

We showed it we wanted
to fight, so it fought.

We need to do something else.

We don't know who
or what you are,

but we don't mean any harm.

Come here. Meditate with me.

[thud, clank ]

Meditate with me.

I get it.

As long as we stay calm...

It stays calm.

So, you're going to just
sit there?

Guys?

Going to just sit there.

Okay. Good.

So long as nothing sets him off.

[whoosh ]

You mean like a
spaceship landing?

I've seen that ship
before.

It'll come to you.

BEN:
The Vreedle brothers.

It appears that you've got
somethin' that belongs to us.

I do believe we have
ascertained the location

of the previously discussed
valuable object.

We did?

Didn't you notice that there
are two Ben Tennysons here --

One of which is of obviously
inferior workmanship

and quality?

I think he means you.

Thanks.

You know what this thing is?

Sure.

This here's the legendary
Naljian destructor,

a w*apon of ludicrous power.

We've been searchin' for it
longer than you can imagine.

Since last Thursday, when we
"hear"d about the re-ward.

Let me guess -- someone hired
you to repossess it for them?

[ both laugh ]

Heckee no.

We're takin' it for ourselves.

What would you do with it?

Why, auction it off to
the highest bidder.

Not that our business is any
of your...

business.

Now step aside.

We got us some repossessessing
to do.

[ beep]

Swampfire!

Not gonna let you take it.

It's too dangerous.

If you wanna know what's
dangerous,

take a look-see type
gander yonder.

[grunts ]

Hey!
Knock it off!

I'm trying to protect you!

Hey!
Knock it off!

I'm trying to protect you!

Lady luck has most decidedly
smiled upon our endeavor.

The robot is on our side.

Hey! No fair!

Vreedles can't sh**t fireballs!

This time, when I pound you,
you're staying pounded.

[grunts ]

[groans ]

[laughs ]
Gotcha!

Whoo!

Good sh**t'!

[grunts ]

Much to my chagrin, that's
good sh**t', too!

Keep coming.

That's right.

Come to your good old
uncle Octagon.

Good old uncle Octagon.

They're getting away!

No duh.

I'll give you some cover.

[spaceship rumbles ]

Anybody up for a
smoothy?

Not so fast.

Where's my money?

You're buying.

Because?

Because we got b*at by
the Vreedle brothers.

He's got a point.

The Vreedles aren't very smart.

What's that make us?

I'm just saying,
that robot

didn't exactly seem like
an alien super w*apon.

What do you think it is?

Uh-uuhh.

[all slurp]

I'm sort of glad they
took the thing.

The way it imitated me was
starting to creep me out.


BEN:
I'm sort of glad they
took the thing.

The way it imitated me was
starting to creep me out.

I do not sound like that.

Kind of do.

- [whoosh ]
- What now?

Vreedles twice in one day?

It's like the opposite of
Christmas.

When we win, I want
the money for the smoothy.

Here's the thing --

my brother and I would like to
sincerely apologize

for our outrageous behavior
earlier.

We was so wrong.

I'm almost afraid to ask,
but...what happened?

Well, we was on our way to sell
the thing,

and some robot
cops tried to make us pull over.

They took exception to us
blastin' a toll booth.

I didn't have no change.

I'm not following.

The robot may have took the
wrong lesson

from our completely
reasonable actions.

What do you mean
"took the wrong lesson"?

[thudding ]

He learned that he really
likes destroyin' things.

[ people screaming ]

Oh, man!

They are totally gonna
stop letting us hang out here.

We don't want it anymore,
so it's your problem now.

It's your problem now.

This isn't good.

I really do say that a lot,
don't I?

Yeah.
Getting old.

Guys,
can we stay on task?

Okay.

This is a job for Humungousaur!

[ beep]

Or...Lodestar.

He's good, too.

Lodestar has magnetic
powers, Ben.

You could just pull him apart.

What good would that do?

It regenerates.

Not without a power supply --

if we knew what it
was.

The glowy part in
the middle.

Are you sure?

No.
You got a better guess?

We just need to be
sure.

When we att*ck --

att*ck!

Gwen!

Sorry.

That was completely my bad.

I think I can slow
him down.

Hyah!

Aah!

[grunting ]

Aah!

Good sh*t.

I think I can keep him down.

[groaning ]

Uh-oh.

Aaaaaah!

Turbo!

I still have my spell books.

You okay?

A little dizzy.

LODESTAR:
You put a cr*ck in it.

I could pull it open.

And I could grab
the power source.

Aaaaaaaaah!

It's...working!

[ creak ]

It was working.

It's fixing itself faster than I
can pull it apart!

One more good pull.

Aaaah!

Now, Gwen!

Aaaaah!

Got it!

Got him,too.

Hard to believe
something so small

could cause so much trouble.

Come on, Ben.

Destroy it already.

[whoosh ]

Who are...you?

Whoever she is,
she needs to get out of the way.

That thing's a dangerous w*apon.

It needs breaking.

It's been nothing but
trouble.

Trouble?
That's impossible.

But then you are remarkably
unintelligent.

I've been hearing that
all day.

I did not mean to offend.

It's just that you are such a
young species.

You only perceive three
dimensions.

Is that right?

Yeah.

How many are there?

Only that matter.

You'll work it out soon,
I'm sure.

Uh-huh.

My point is that this "dangerous
w*apon" you fear is

nothing more than my daughter's
favorite toy.

Get out of town.

We were on an afternoon excursion to
the lower dimensions,

and she must have
dropped it out of her carriage.

I've been looking everywhere
for it.

Toy?!

[whoosh ]

Maybe now she'll stop crying.

Oh.

You should really be more
careful.

This toy is clearly marked

"not for children under
million years old."

[whoosh ]

I would never let a kid of mine

play with something
like that.

BEN:
Run away!

[ both gasp]

Gotcha!

[ rattle]
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