04x11 - Ben 10: Secret of the Omnitrix, Part 1

[bunniefuu]

[ Beeping ]
[ Electricity crackling ]

Gwen: I hear normal kids

normally spend their normal

summer vacations at the beach or

the mall -- oho!

That's right.

We were supposed to go to the

mall today.

Max: Sorry, honey.

Got a little sidetracked.

[ Machinery whirring ]

This nuclear reactor is the

perfect way to detonate my DNA

b*mb into the atmosphere and

de-evolutionize the world!

[ Door crashes open ]

Gwen: Took him long enough.
Heatblast: Okay, animo,
science class is canceled.

Fool!
In less than a minute, the world
will get a lesson it will never

forget!
In the meantime, meet my latest
creation.

Heatblast: Bring it on!
I'll barbecue that bug.

Oh, yeah.
Being a hero rocks!
[ Screeching ]

Gwen: Hey! Hothead, DNA b*mb
ticking down over here,
remember?

Aah!
Oh!

Even you can't generate
enough heat to melt that casing!
Heatblast: If I can't shut it

down, I'll just have to turn it
up.
Gwen: Ben, you don't know

what that's going to do.
Heatblast: Can't be any worse
than what's going to happen if I

don't.
No!
You're overloading the system!

Heatblast: That's the idea.

[ Alarm blaring ]

[ Electricity crackling ]
Max: [ Grunts ]

You may have ruined my plan
today, Tennyson, but there's
always tomorrow!

Max: Ben, are you okay?
Ben: Yeah. Good thing I was
heatblast, 'cause that DNA wave

would have scrambled me.
[ Beeps ]
Gwen: What's up with the

watch?
Ben: I don't know.

[ Beeping ]
All right!
I got the green early.

Max: Hold off, now, Ben.
Who knows what's going on?
Ben: But animo is getting

away.
I can't catch him if I don't go
hero.

Stinkfly cleared for takeoff.
Wildmutt: [ Growls ]
Grey matter: Sometimes I

think this thing just plain
hates me.
Gwen: How are you planning on

catching up to animo now,
short stuff?

Someday, my pet, that
snot-nosed hero will get his!
Grey matter: In the meantime,

here's yours.

[ Grunting ]

Time...To cut this little pygmy
punk down to size!
Grey matter: Whoa!

Whoa-oh!
Aah!

[ Grunting ]
Grey matter: Ohh, that's
gonna leave a mark.

Ben: [ Grunting ]
Aah!
Huh?

Max: You're really getting
good at some of those spells in
that book.

Gwen: Practice makes perfect.
Ben: That was awesome.
What's next?

Gwen: Now we get to do
something I want to do for a
change.

Ben: What? Aw, man!

Take that! Hyah!
And that! Hyah!
And that!

[ Grunting ]

You're going down.
Sumo slammers death blow!
Aah!

This is a store, not a boxing
ring.

Gwen: How do you think these
will make me look?
Ben: Like a total -- mnh!

Max: You'd look lovely in all
of them.
Gwen: But I don't know which

one to pick.
Max: So get them all.
Gwen: Thanks, grandpa.

Pbht!
Ben: Bleh!
[ Coughs ]

Max: Let's not ruin Gwen's
day, huh?
Ben: What about ruiningmy

day?
I'm the one stuck in some dumb
clothing store duringmysummer

vacation.
Max: Now, Ben, Gwen needs a
break from the whole "battling

bad guys and aliens" thing --
that's all.
She just wants to feel normal

again.
Ben: Trust me -- there's
nothing normal about Gwen.

[ Door opens ]
Huh?
Gwen: This is so fun!

[ Gasps ]
Hey, can we go shoe shopping
after this?

[ Beeping ]
[ Electricity crackles ]
Ben: Yaaah!

Gwen: Ben!
Ben: It wasn't my fault --
the watch just wigged out.

[ Chuckles ]
And not my size.
Gwen: Banned from an entire

mall?!
I've never been so humiliated in
all my life!

Ben: That's not true.
You've been humiliated plenty of
times worse than that.

Gwen: Yeah, and all by you!
Ben: That's all I'm saying.
Max: Okay, you two.

We'll all feel better after a
good night's sleep.
Gwen: Only if I wake up with

a new cousin.
Ben: Pbht!

[ Thumps ]
Oh, morning already?
Oh, somebody turn off the sun.

Max: Oh, it's 3:30.
The sun doesn't come up for
another two hours.

[ Machinery whirring ]

[ Whirring continues ]

[ Whirring stops ]
Ben: I don't know who that
is, but he's gonna think twice

before he changes my wake-up
call.
Going hero.

Whoa! A diamondhead crystal?
[ Beeps ]
Tetrax!

Good to see you again, Ben.
Ben: [ Chuckling ] Yeah.
It's good to see you, too.

Gwen: We haven't seen you
since we took down sixsix
together.

How have you been?
I've been a little busy, but
i came as soon as I heard.

Ben: Yeah, about munching
that x-321 you gave me -- see, i
was going after animo, and I

zigged instead of zagged, and,
well...
I'm not here about that

board, Ben.
Ben: Really?
Then why are you here?

I picked up the sdm signal
from the omnitrix.
Ben: This? It's just the

watch acting wacko again -- no
biggie.
Max: Sdm? Self-destruct mode?

The omnitrix broadcasts a
signal when it begins its
countdown.

Ben: The watch is gonna
destroy itself?
Along with whoever is wearing

it at the time.
Ben: Oh, man.

So, you have no idea what
triggered the omnitrix
self-destruct mode?

Gwen: Ben, you don't know
what that's going to do.

[ Electricity crackling ]
Ben: It's a mystery.
Gwen: Really?

Think hard, Ben.
You don't rememberanythingthat
may have caused this to happen?

Ben: Well, it doesn't really
matter, does it, Gwen, since
tetrax is here to take care of

it.
I haven't a clue how to
deactivate the omnitrix.

Only azmuth would know how to do
that.
Ben: Who's azmuth?

The rumored creator of the
omnitrix.
Details on him are sketchy at

best.
No one is even quite sure which
planet he lives on.

Gwen: So, how are you going
to find him?
On my ship, I have the

equipment we need to examine the
omnitrix for azmuth's DNA
signature.

It's like an autograph on his
work.
Once we have that, we can scan

the galaxy until we locate him.
Max: How long until the watch
self-destructs?

Judging from the pattern's
repetition, I'd say less than
four earth days.

We'd better get going.
There's no telling who else has
picked up on the signal.

Max: Road trip, space style!
Sorry, Max.
We can't run the risk of some

alien somewhere recognizing you.
Max: I understand.
I guess you're gonna get that

break from your cousin after
all.
Ben: Translation -- no dweebs

allowed in space.
Max: Ben, I'm concerned
you're not taking this

seriously.
Ben: I know, I know.
It's always serious, grandpa,

and I always win.
Gwen: With some help, thank
you very much.

Ben: I'll be okay, okay?
We'll find the creator, he'll
fix the watch, and I'll be back

before you know it.
Gwen: Try not to mess things
up, okay?

Ben: Since when do I ever
mess things up?
Gwen: Do you want your list

in chronological or alphabetical
order?
Max: Take good care of my

grandson.

Ben: Cool.
Yes, it is...Cool, isn't it?

Ben: Whoa, what's this?
This is my training room.
Have to stay in shape between

missions.
That's the hover simulator.
It can re-create over 1,000

different courses.
You're welcome to use it any
time.

Ben: Yeah! Yes!
Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
[ Gasps ]

Whoa.
Awesome!
Check it out!

[ Laughs ]
Looks like a big video game.
Aah!

Living snot!
That's my pilot, gluto.
Ben: Hey.

[ Murmurs indistinctly ]
Ben: Yeah, nice to meet you,
too.

I assume you're familiar with
space-travel protocol?
Ben: Oh, sure.

[ Murmuring ]

Ben: So this is what a
pancake feels like!
A-a-a-a-a-a-ah!

Ah, hey!
Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
[ Laughing ]

Initiating artificial
gravity.
Ben: [ Gulps ]

Ugh!
Space travel looks so much
easier in the movies.

I don't mean to interrupt
your naptime, but we really
should examine the watch.

Your ship will be useful in
my quest for the omnitrix, and
when I recover it, I will exact

my revenge on the earth-boy who
imprisoned me in that cursed
null void dimension.

Master, we have intercepted a
signal.
It appears to be from the

omnitrix.
The omnitrix in space?
What is Tennyson up to?

Ready?
Ben: Would "no" be an option?
don't worry.

I've had many of these tests
performed on myself.
Never felt a thing.

Ben: But don't you have,
like, diamond-hard skin?
Ah.

Good point. Let's get started.

Can't find azmuth's DNA
signature anywhere.
Do you have any ideas where it

could be?
Ben: When my dad got my mom a
watch for their anniversary, he

had them engrave some writing on
the back of it.
Of course.

Found it.
Now we can scan for the being
with that DNA composition.

That can't be right.
According to this, azmuth is on
incarcicon, the prison planet.

Ben: The creator of the
omnitrix is in some space
slammer?

Why?
Unknown, but it's home to the
scummiest of the scum of the

universe.
Lay a course to incarcicon.
[ Murmuring ]

[ Gasps ]
Security breach, lower level.
We have an intruder.

We have to assume the worst.
If we split up, we can cover
more ground.

Ben: Especially xlr8.

Wildmutt: [ Growls ]
Good thinking.
The vulpin's keen senses should

be able to sniff out the
intruder.
Wildmutt [ Snarling ]

[ Sniffing ]

[ Rustling ]
[ Snarling ]
[ Growling ]

[ Crash ]
Gwen: Hey! Paws off, fido!
Save the mad dog routine, will

ya?
It's not like Iwantto be here,
but I figured you could use some

backup.
Wildmutt: [ Growls ]

[ Alarm blaring ]

[ Alarm blaring ]
Gwen: I can't hold on!
A-a-a-a-h!

Ugh!
[ Nails screeching ]
[ Both grunt ]

Gwen: [ Sighs ]
What happened?
Ben: Door must be defective.

It just flew open.
Gwen, you're the intruder?
Gwen: Sorry.

I just figured since Ben can't
find his toothbrush when it's
stuck in his mouth, he could use

some help finding the creator.
Ben: Hey!
Gwen: I'm just kidding.

Ben never brushes his teeth.
Ben: Can we turn around and
drop her back on earth?

You know, like from orbit?
Sorry, Ben, no time.
We need every moment the

omnitrix --
[ Beeping ]
The countdown appears to have

accelerated.
I have to check something out.

Gwen: Aren't you a little bit
worried that the self-destruct
countdown has sped up?

Ben: Nah.
I work best under pressure.
Gwen: This doesn't only

affect you, you know.
What about grandpa?
I'm sure he doesn't want you to

get vaporized...Or whatever.
Ben: Look, tetrax and I have
it covered.

We'll find azmuth, he'll fix the
watch, and I'll keep kicking
alien butt.

Gwen: Tetrax said azmuth
would deactivate the omnitrix,
not fix it.

Ben: A-a-a-h!
Ugh!
You're just trying to mess with

me.
I'm afraid Gwen's right, Ben.
Truthfully, I thought you'd be

relieved to have it off.
You've done well with the
omnitrix, better than any

earthling could have, but now
you can have a normal life
again.

Ben: Normal?
Who wants to be normal?
If you're not a hero, you're a

zero.
Gwen: Thanks a lot.
Unfortunately, the computers

confirm my fears.
Your transformations speed up
the countdown.

To be safe, you shouldn't use
the omnitrix again.
Ben: Huh?

Whoa-oa-oa!
[ Groans ]
Oh, man.

[ Murmuring ]
Gwen: I see!
That's very cool.

Ben: Great.
Gwen's in love with the snot
blob.

We're coming upon incarcicon.

You are approaching secure
space of the incarcicon
intergalactic detention center.

Identify yourself or be
destroyed.
Ben: What now?

[ Beeping ]

Vendor security clearance
accepted.
Proceed to sanitation disposal

bay number four.
Ben: [ Chuckles nervously ]

Gwen: Sanitation disposal bay
number four?
They think we're a garbage

truck?

I downloaded the DNA
signature into my scanner.
It should lead us directly to

azmuth, but if these prisoners
see a human, it'll be trouble.
Gwen: Wow.

The rest of the universe hates
us that much?
No, most species love humans.

They're considered quite a
delicacy.
Ben: I could go alien, just

this once.
And risk speeding up the
self-destruct mode even more?

No.
Every second's too critical
until we find azmuth.

You thinking what I'm thinking?
[ Murmurs ]
Exactly.

From time to time, my missions
require a disguise.
I have just the one for you two.

[ Whimpering ]

Gwen: I'm an alien's butt.
It's official -- worst summer of
my life.

Ben: Hey, "rock, paper,
scissors," two out of three --
i won fair and square.

Where are the guards?
No guards, no rules, no
parole.

On incarcicon, it's survival of
the meanest.
These aren't friendly types.

They're all here for a reason --
some of them, lots of reasons.
[ Squeals ]

Mine! Mine!

Ben: Uh, help yourself.
I'm on a diet.
Gwen: What? What's happening?

Ben: Trust me, you don't want
to know.
Snacktime's over.

Now move along.
Unless we have some other
business.

[ Growls ]
Maybe you guys should wait
over on the side until I can

scope this place out.

Ben: Hey, watch it!

Huh?
It can't be!
No way!

He must have picked up on the
self-destruct signal.
How did he know the creator was

here?
Gwen: Who are you babbling
about?

Ben: If I have to give up
going hero, at least I'm gonna
take down vilgax once and for

all.
Gwen: Vilgax?
Ben, wait!

All: [ Growling ]
Gwen: Hi!
You guys have all had dinner,

right?
Upchuck: I'm gonna chew you
up and spit you out!

[ Chomps ]
[ Belches ]

[ Speaks native language ]
It's not my fault you're
here, sixsix.

don't do the crime if you can't
do the time.

What's your problem?
Upchuck: That voice.
Hey, you're not vilgax.

You're a girl!
Yeah, I know.

He turned into a human -- but
how?
The omnitrix!

He's wearing the omnitrix!
Itdoesexist.
That's our ticket out of

here!
The omnitrix, he's got it!
Ben: I think we're in

trouble.
Gwen: I really wish I was at
the mall right now.