01x05 - Hunted

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Begin the audition.

Impressive.
You are all hired.

Your objective is to retrieve
the Omnitrix.

The one who succeeds collects
the reward.

Do not disappoint me.

¶

You ready?

Remember to think out there,
Ben.

Don't just try to muscle it.

Might isn't always right.

I know.

But it's always fun.

Aah!

Show-off.

Focus, Ben. Think!

Don't worry, Grandpa.

Aah!

Ugh!

Ha ha ha.

Oops. My bad.

You rockhead, you almost
turned me into swiss cheese.

I said I was sorry.

What else do you want?

What we want is for you to

take that thing on your wrist

more seriously, Ben.

It's not a toy.

You've got to think
when you use it.

I know, but come on!

You guys have seen the action.

I'm the baddest Ben in town.

I've kicked so much alien butt,

my feet hurt.

Yeah, well, one of these
days, you're gonna screw around

and get your own butt kicked,

And I hope I'm there to see it.

Dream on, geek face.

Uh-oh.
That doesn't sound good.

This is where the Omnitrix
was last activated.

You can say that again.

A rock pile like this is better
off space dust.

Whoa! Big talk
from a gear head.

Get in my way again, and I'll

teach you how to say
"dismantled."

Huh. Looks like nobody's home.

Not for a while.

My intellimap program says this

Is Slatterville.
Incorporated in after the

discovery of silver.

Went bust in the late fifties
When the mine ran out.

Why does everything out of
your mouth sound like a book

report?
Aha!

I think I found the problem.

Leaky fuel line.

Uh, lucky sh*t?

I should be able
to patch it up.

Sorry, Grandpa.

Let me help.
Maybe four arms.

No, wait. Upgrade.

I think you've done enough,
Ben.

I'll handle this.

Ok. Guess I'll just
check this place out.

Maybe you should, uh...

make sure he doesn't somehow

blow everything up?
I'm on it.

Oh, talk about old school.

Look at all this junk.

Ben? Ben!

Calling all dweebs!

Uhh...
What's the matter, Gwen?

You look like you've seen
a ghost...

Freak.

Ha ha ha.

Get over yourself, Doofus.

You don't scare me.

But he does!

Aah!

No problem.
I'll handle this guy.

Oh, man.
You put the "ug" in ugly.

hand over the Omnitrix, and I

Promise you won't suffer...much.

Dream on, claw boy.

What's he talking about?

Duh. Why else would
some alien track you down?

It wants the watch, Einstein.

You don't have to get snotty

about it, miss know-it-all.

Sorry, crabby, the watch and I

are kind of attached.

Not for long.

you have no idea who
you're messing with.

I was just about to say
the same thing.

Oh, yeah?
Do you know this one?

Now you see me, now you don't.

Heh heh heh.

You're as arrogant
as you are dimwitted.

Blech!

What happened?

Your protoplasm is now

solidified, making it easier to

do this!

Oh, man.

Who is this guy?

Remember when I said I wanted
to be there when you finally got

your butt kicked?
I take it way back.

You're the super guy.
Do something.

You better keep your claws
to yourself.

Hardly worth the hunt.

Ben, give him a lift!

Ben, are you ok?

Oh, man. That was
even weirder than when

I normally go ghostfreak.

Come on.
Let's get out of here before

Crabcake wakes up.

What happened?

You know, the usual.

Some jumbo-sized crustacean

burst out of the ground
and att*cked Ben.

It said it wanted the watch,

Only it kept calling
it the Omnitrix.

Just let me go four arms, and

I'll turn him into
a seafood Special.

No time.
Repairs are done.

We're out of here.

But, grandpa.

No sign of crab guy yet.

Well, he better not show up

if he knows what's good for him.

I think we just picked
up a hitchhiker!

Aah!

Who's that?

Beats me!

In there.

Remember me?

Whew. The coast is clear.

Don't you get tired of being

wrong all the time?

The Omnitrix.
Give it to me!

Come on.
Do something. Anything!

Now what?

We take a ride.

What a pathetic
excuse for prey.

We got company closing
in fast!

We need a plan.

Yes! Who needs a plan
when you have the watch?

I'll take care of this.

No, Ben.
That's just what it wants.

Ben!

Ben, come on!

I'll catch up.

First I've got to put some dents

In this walking soda machine.

Back off.

That reward's mine.

Well, you don't have
to get personal.

Uhh!

Billions of beings on this

planet, and the Omnitrix winds

up on the wrist
of a foolhardy youth.

Well, like I told your

buddies, this
thing doesn't come Off.

I've tried.

Of course it doesn't.

Its power utilizes alien dna,

which binds to the host's own

genetic structure.

It cannot simply be removed like

taking off a hat.

Uhh!

Your choice of warriors is

based solely on brute strength

without regard for any strategy.

Do you ever pause to consider

your actions at all?

Hey, I kick more than
my share of alien butt.

Such as your recent success

in the mine shaft with the
bounty hunters.

It was two against one.

You were moments away from

losing your life
and the Omnitrix.

Victory should have been swift
and effortless.

Uhh!

The Omnitrix is not some toy
for your amusement.

It's the most powerful w*apon
in the galaxy.

The key to an epic battle
between good and evil.

Then whose side are you on?

You're still alive,
aren't you?

You're a good guy?

My mission is to retrieve the

Omnitrix at all costs.

Since it is attached to you, I
will bring you back for its

removal.
Oh, no.

I'm not going anywhere.

It's not your choice.

It is now. Uhh!

It's disturbing how little
you know of this alien's

strengths or weaknesses.

You barely scratched the surface
of its potential.

Yeah?

So what makes you such
an expert?

You're...me.

Wrong.
I am a noble warrior.

You are an impulsive annoyance.

We have wasted enough time.

Hey! Let me down!

Looking for this?

You're not getting off this

planet with the Omnitrix, and

just to be sure...

Hands off.

Let me go!

See, we've decided to work

together and split the reward...

And you in half.

Don't blow a gasket,
metal mouth.

I know what I'm doing.

What are we waiting for?

We've got to save them.

Don't be foolish.

Keeping the Omnitrix secure

is the only priority here.

Not to me.
That's my family.

You cannot save them.

You would soon be overpowered

and captured.

The obvious choice is for me to

retrieve my hoverboard so that

we may leave the planet.

but-
Stay here.

All right. Hero time.

Remember to think out there,
Ben.

Don't just try to muscle it.

Might isn't always right.

Your choice of warriors is

based solely on brute strength

without regard for any strategy.

Do you ever pause to consider

your actions at all?

Get off me, you tiny,
little...

There should be a nerve
cluster in here somewhere.

Aah!

Oh!

Aah!

One down.

Ben, run!

Aah!

No!

Guess who.

I told you to stay
out of my way.

Wonder what would happen
if I did this!

I hate this planet.

Only way to b*at the desert

heat, don't you think?

Pretty smart...For a human.

I'll return as soon
as I am able.

What about this?

It's in good hands until then.

This may be of some use in the
meantime.

Oh, man! Are you serious?

Hold on. You said you needed
this to get off the planet.

Selective disinformation.

Huh?
He lied.

How come you get all the cool
alien stuff?

Fits my style.

Right. I have something
for you, too.

Uhh! Hey!
What'd you do that for?

Wouldn't want that big head
of yours to get sunburned.

Betrayed.

Sensors indicate the Omnitrix

is not with the mercenaries.

It would appear the creature

who possesses the Omnitrix is as
clever as it is fierce.

But I shall
not be denied.