04x09 - For a Few Brains More

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Previously...
Ben: Albedo!

Stay back, Rook!

Take a look around, Khyber.

Your buddy Albedo here lost.
You've lost.

Albedo: [cackles]

Show them! Show them why
it is they who have lost!

x - For a Few Brains More

Khyber: Stay back.

Your little old Galvan wouldn't
hold up to any rough play.

[Sighs]

Albedo, this is just the sort of
thing that got you fired.

Albedo: [grunts]

Ben: What's the game plan, Azmuth?

The smartest guy in the galaxy

must have a thousand
contingency plans in place.

Contingency plans?

Who has time to worry
about that nonsense?

Hurry up and extricate me!

Khyber: [whistles]

[Growling]

Max: [grunts]

Rook: [grunts]

Ben: [grunts]

Max: What the...?!

Ben: They're ditto predators.
- Albedo: First thinker, I know

you're wondering why I've
brought you here.

If you're going to go into
detail, for goodness' sake, be brief.

Albedo: Fine. Briefly, I
have built a cerebral vortex.

I shall drain off Azmuth's
mental abilities and use them to

augment my own ultimate Galvan mind.

Why, with my hyper-evolved brain
combined with Azmuth's...

Ben: You'll be about as smart as Azmuth.

I'm afraid you haven't
thought this through thoroughly.

Albedo: Don't talk down to
me, first thinker.

Oh. And I wasn't fired.
I quit!

[Groaning]

♪ 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 ♪

[Groaning]

[Machine beeps]

Hello? Is anybody out there?

Albedo: The transfer worked!

Now, watch as I make
Azmuth's intelligence mine.

Ben: Azmuth?

Khyber: [chuckles]

Now, who wants a treat?

[Roars]

Max: [grunts]

His body's still alive.

[Roars]

Rook: [grunting]

[Beep]

Albedo: [grunts]
Khyber! The brain!

[Roars]

[Omnitrix powers down]

[Chuckling]

Ben: Azmuth!
You're... okay?

[Chuckles]

Pull my finger.

Max: No, Ben.
That's not Azmuth talking ...

just his pre-brain.
- Rook: Galvans have a

secondary brain that handles
basic bodily functions.

Ben: Yeah, how basic
are we talking here?

Max: It makes Blukic and
Driba look like geniuses.

Pbht! Pbht!

Ben: [laughs]

I kind of like this guy.

Arctiguana: Give me that brain!

[Roars]

Ben: [grunts]

[Roars]

Ben: [grunts]

[Grunts]

[Door whirs]

[Groans]

[Clanking]

Ben: Hey, Azmuth is b*ating
his head against a wall.

Do you think he's trying
to tell us something?

Rook: Yes ... that his brain is missing.

Max: Stay put until we get there, Ben.

And keep Azmuth out of trouble
until we can fix him.

Ben: Maybe he knows
how to rebrain himself.

I'll set him next to this lab
stuff and see what he does.

[Communicator beeps]

Go on, buddy. Make me proud.

[Clanking]

[Machine beeps]

Self-destruct sequence arm.

[Timer beeps]

Press button to proceed.

Both: Ohhh!

- Max: Ben!
- Rook: Please ... do not press anything!

Awesome.

[Alarm blaring]

Self-destruct sequence activated.
Overload imminent.

Ben: What ... no countdown?!

[Blaring continues]

Albedo: What's going on?

Aah!

[Growls]

[Door buzzes]

Ben: It wasn't me!
It was Azmuth!

Rook: While you were supervising him.

Ben: [grunts]

Almost home, buddy.
We'll get your smarts back.

I guess we have to.

[Belches]

Excuse you!

Ben: [laughs]

Good one.

[Clears throat]

Since my mind has been
offline for some time,

I assume that Ben
Tennyson has rescued me and

is trying to build a cerebral
vortex to restore me.

Ben: Wow. Good guess.

Let me walk you
through the procedure.

You'll need four A.U.s of
superfine nucleitized carbon

filament, scolometric
ligatures, a pair of scissors ...

Write this down!
It's critical!

Rook: Do you need a pen?

Ben: Nah. It's just Azmuth's
usual "blah blah blah."

But this guy ... I could sit down
and have a smoothie with him.

Max: Ben, the brain is going back.

[Rumbling]
[Groans]

Rook: Khyber!

Ben: This calls for some Astrodactyl.

[Beep]

Cannonbolt: Why do I even
bother calling them out anymore?

[Grunts]

Albedo: Focusing the tractor beam.

Cannonbolt: [grunting]

[Engine sputters]

[Omnitrix powers down]

Ben: [panting]

Dude!
- Rook: "Dude," indeed.

But I b*rned out our engine.
We are dead in the water.

Max: All-base Plumber alert.

Our ship is disabled and under fire.
Mayday! Mayday!

Ben: Tick-tock, Rook!
- Rook: What is that supposed to mean?

Ben: You know ...
the sound a clock makes.

Rook: What clock?
- Ben: Any clock!

You know ... tick-tock?

Rook: I have never heard
a clock make that noise.

Miss Tennyson! Kevin!

Kevin: We just happened to be
in the neighborhood.

Gwen: Astronomy paper.

It's hard to book time on the
school's telescope.

Albedo: Retreat!

Khyber: No!
Our quarry will burn!

Albedo: Let them.

We will retrieve the brainsphere
from the wreckage.

Max: We're still coming in too hot!

Gwen: [grunts]

Gravattack: [grunts]

[Both cough]

Daddy?

Albedo: This is becoming tedious.

Gravattack: Hey, you're welcome
to stop hassling us anytime.

Albedo: The brainsphere, Tennyson.

Gravattack: Oh.
You mean this little thing?

Albedo: [growls]

[Warbling]

[Grunts]

Gravattack: Ha!

Albedo: Uh... uh... uh-oh!

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh!

Whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
ohhhhhh!

Gravattack: Ow! Ow!
Hey, come on!

No fair changing your mass!

[Omnitrix powers down]

Ben: [grunts]

Gravattack: Let's see how you like it.

Ben: Uh ...
Aah!

[Grunting]

Max: [panting]

Mommy?
- Gwen: Hey!

[Grunting]

[Purrs]

[Growls]

Khyber: Why, hello, you
traitorous old mutt.

Kevin: You don't feed your
pets much, huh?

[Grunts]

Khyber: If you feed him,
you'll dull his hunting instinct.

Kevin: Zed's a girl, you jerk.

[Barking]

Khyber: [whistles]

[Roars]

Ben: Aah! Aah!

Gravattack: Give me Azmuth's brain!

Ben: Aah!

[Clunk]

Gravattack: Finally!

Ben: [groans]

[Growls]

[Barking]

Khyber: Coward.
- Kevin: Good girl!

Gwen: Huh?
Ugh!

Is there anything he can play
with besides my glasses?

Khyber: I am no man's quarry!

I will not be caged like an animal!

Gwen: You think this is bad?
You're gonna hate the null void.

Ben: Where's Albedo taking Azmuth?

Khyber: [whistles]

[Growls]

[Beep]

[Growling]

Upchuck: [belches]

Top of the food chain, baby!

Upchuck doesn't have a natural predator.

[Stomach gurgles]

[Groaning]

What's happening?
Oh, no!

Khyber: I told you there is more
to this Nemetrix than you know ...

one of the advantages of
my alliance with Albedo.

[Growls]

Khyber: It is no longer
limited to natural predators.

See how you do against an
ultimate Panuncian.

Upchuck: He look hungry.

[Omnitrix powers down]

[Growls]

[Roars]

Gwen: [grunts]

[Groans]

[Beep]

Kevin: Ben?
- Blah blah-blah.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah, blah.

[Grunts]

[Beep]

Pesky Dust: [groans]

Ah, man! Lame alien!

Khyber: No. Not a Nemuina.
Stay back!

Pesky Dust: I mean... [Trills]
...you're in trouble now.

Tell me where Albedo
went, or this guy will...

[Trills]
...do what this guy does.

[Trilling]

Khyber: [gasping]

[Snores]

Max: I'm proud of you kids.
You all did your part ...

Ben, Gwen, Khyber.

Gwen: Yeah. We never could've
caught Vilgax without you.

Ben: You're the best BFF ever.

Khyber: Oh.
Do I get a trophy?

Pesky Dust: Ooh!

Looks like I'm running Khyber's dream.

Ni-i-i-i-i-i-ce!

[Trills]

Max: Here you go, champ.

And there's more where that came from.

All you have to do is tell us where
Albedo is taking Azmuth's brain.

Ben: Yeah. You can tell us.
- Gwen: We're all on the same team.

Khyber: Think like a Galvan, guys.

If you're gonna build a
cerebral, uh, whatchimahoozie,

you need a fully
stocked laboratory. Duh!

[Gasping]

[Omnitrix powers down]

Ben: He's in a lab somewhere. Duh!

Gwen: [grunts]

A lot of teeth coming!
- Rook: Run!

[Roars]

Rook: [grunts]

[Roars]

Kevin: [grunts]

[Roaring]

Gwen: Do something, Ben!

[Beep]

Kevin: [grunting]

[Yowls]

[Omnitrix powers down]

Max: "Ultimate," my foot.

Khyber: [scoffs]

Rook: I can only think of
two laboratories on Earth

that would have the material
to build a cerebral vortex.

Max: The lab at Plumber HQ. Or...

Ben: Billions tower!

Albedo: It doesn't take a genius
to tell you that you're too late.

[Laughs evilly]

Albedo: [laughs evilly]

With my ultimate,
evolved, superlative brain,

I shall make the universe perfect.

Do you still think I'm a freak show?

Ben: With that really
huge head getting even bigger?

N-o-o-o-o-o-o.

Gwen: [grunts]

Ungh!

Albedo: And they call you the smart one.

Kevin: She is the smart one, melon head.

Aah!

Albedo: Call me prime
thinker, you troglodyte!

Gwen: Aah!

Kevin: Can't move!

[All grunting]

Albedo: Azmuth's added
brainpower gives me much finer

control over my abilities.

And I can feel myself
getting even smarter.

[Laughs evilly]

Ben: Smart enough to
act like a grown-up?

Albedo: Smart enough to ...

[Energy crackles]

No! Now I see the
universe for what it is.

We are all dust, bound by
one enormous universal force.

No. Not universal.
Not even multiversal.

This omniversal force continues

forever, in every direction
through every reality.

My lust for power, my jealousy
of Azmuth ... it isn't just evil.

Ultimately, it's pointless. I
could never truly destroy you.

You would only have not been
not unexistent in what could have

not now been the past,
present, and partial future.

To tear down and to destroy is
of no consequence or quality.

To create is divine.

Ee!

[Beep]

Mambo!

♪ diggity-diggity ♪

♪ diggity-diggity ♪

Oopsies!

Albedo: To think this is how
Azmuth always sees things...

there's so much to be done.
If only I had the time.

Bloxx: Too bad you couldn't
have your little insight

without stealing a brain.
'Cause you sure can't keep it.

This one?

[All agreeing]

Albedo: No! My understanding
is slipping away!

[Grunts]

You tricked me.

You ... you allowed me
to glimpse my own folly.

[All scream]

Yee-haw!

Humungousaur: But now,
without the shackles of

enlightenment, you will know
the vengeance of Albedo!

[Grunts]

Humungousaur: [grunts]

Bloxx: Unh!

Humungousaur: [roars]

Ridding myself of you will be
nothing more than swatting at a bug!

[Grunts]

[Laughs]

[Omnitrix powers down]

Humungousaur: And your world
is crawling with even weaker bugs.

I'll make an example of them.

[Beep]

Ben: Here. You're having
better luck with it than me.

I am no bug.
I am... uh...

Uh... Atomix!
- Yes! Atomix!

Humungousaur: [growls]

Atomix: Yaa-mee-na,
haa-mee-na, haa-mee-na,

haa-mee-na,
haa-mee-na, ha!

Humungousaur: Unh!

Pbht!
Ooh!

Atomix: Grandfather, keep him safe.

Max: [laughs]

Azmuth ... [Laughs]
Qui... Hey! Quit that.

Spidermonkey: [grunting, screeching]

[Whirring]

Atomix: [grunts]

Ah, fissile whistle!

Spidermonkey: [grunts]

Unh!

Atomix: Mm, cousin, shield the others!

[All scream]

Haa-mee-na,
haa-mee-na, haa-mee-na!

Nuclear winner!

Spidermonkey: [groans]

[Nemetrix powers down]

Gwen: Just so you know, we almost
passed out from the altitude.

Ben: Sorry. New alien.
- Kevin: But awesome alien!

Max: [grunts]

Rook: Let us get Azmuth's brain
back before Albedo wakes up.

Ben: Azmuth? Buddy?
Pull my finger?

Don't be infantile.
- Ben: You know, you'd still be

the smartest guy in
galaxies if you lightened up.

Five galaxies. Why is
that difficult to remember?

Ben: Whatever. But as long as your
brain is back, I have a question.

With the old Omnitrix controls,

I got whatever alien I wanted
practically every time.

If you're such a genius, how come ...
- I am a genius.

But I expected more dexterity
out of those fat fingers of yours.

Ben: They look okay to me.

Then stop banging so
hard on my Omnitrix.

The impact sets the time-out
function to a random ...

Hello.

[Device beeps]

Clever device.
Looks like it could run forever.

[Device beeps]

Well, call if you think ...

uh, Max, call if you
think it's important.

Ben: He's back.

Albedo: [groans]

Rook: And I will be seeking restitution.

I just had my proto-truck overhauled.

Reports from the docks just in.

I'm sorry, sir ...
no sign of Khyber or his pet.

Ben: So we're short a bad guy.
- Max: Next time.

Albedo: My stabilizer!

Something's not ...
No!

[Device beeping]

[Device whirs]

No! Not this again!

Gwen: You don't think
this is Azmuth's doing?

Ben: Definitely.

Albedo: The irrational impulses!
The hormones!

The disgusting fried-food cravings!

What could be worse than being

transformed into a
-year-old Ben Tennyson?!

[Beep]

[Higher voice] Aw, man!

[Crying]