02x03 - Good Copy, Bad Copy

[bunniefuu]

[ indistinct shouting ]

[ banging ]

Forever Knights!

Unh!

HUMONGOUSAUR:
Answer me.

Where is he?

Why ask what you already
know?

Are you testing us?

I test your
will to live.

Now, for the last time...

Where is Ben Tennyson?

Tracking Ben like this
feels weird, Kevin.

Your idea.

All I know is there's a lot of
alien-com traffic,

and Tennyson's name
keeps coming up.

Getting something.

Make a left.

[tires squeal ]

Wow.

Gwen, up there.

Ben! Hey!

[groaning ]

Ben
has shown no mercy.

Well, what did you do?

Nothing.

I swear on my order.

He's ruined three of our castles
in as many days.

First I've heard of it.

They say at court that
the cursed Ben has

even att*cked a hive of
DNAliens.

Your cousin took out a
whole hive?

Come on!

He doesn't have the guts.

You mean, it's not like Ben

to go on a mission like that
alone.

Okay.

Why is he keeping
secrets from us?

You get it, Ben?

The kid weighs kilograms,
meters per second,

meters from the center
of the merry-go-round.

What? Julie, wait.

I better write this down.

KEVIN:
Congratulations, Tennyson.

You're finally putting
the Omnitrix to maximum use --

you know, clandestine
butt-kicking-wise.

You --

What are you talking about?

Nice try.

We saw you as Jetray flying away
from a battle.

Look, I've been studying all
week for a physics test tomorrow.

It's my worst subject.

Maybe you're not really
studying.

Wait.

Considering the aliens and weird
transformations and stuff

Ben deals with, there could be
any number of explanations

for what you saw.

You saying you can
vouch for his whereabouts?

No.

I got here a few minutes ago.

He studies, and I come over to
help him review --

not that he's actually acing
the reviews.

I'm getting better.

You're making a real effort.

With grandpa Max gone,

we've got to rely on each other.

If you've got a secret,
you should spill it -- now.

I swear, I've been all about
calculating the angular momentum.

If I don't pass,
my mom will ground me,

which means minimal
hero time and zero Julie time.

You do the math.

'Cause, apparently, I can't.

I believe him.

When you lie,
your left eye twitches.

But who knows?

Maybe you've been blacking out
and sleepfighting.

Is it possible?

Is the Omnitrix making you
att*ck your enemies in your sleep?

[sighs ]

If we're going to discuss this,
I need more chili fries.

You said you didn't want any!

What? They're delicious.

[ indistinct conversations ]

[ bell jingles ]

You disgust me.

You, this miasma you call food,
its foul-smelling,

oily digestive preparation.

Everything human reeks!

Yeah, probably the onion.

[sniffs ]

Oh! All the same,

I find myself craving the entire
putrid experience.

It must be in the DNA.

[ bell jingles ]

Chili fries.

Careful, kid.

Those double portions catch up
with you.

Excuse me?

Friendly advice.

Take it or don't.

[ bell jingles ]

Here he comes.

[ bell jingles ]
[ belches ]

I sicken myself.

What the heck?!

[tires squeal ]

Guys?!

Guys?!

Big Chill.

Where is
Ben Tennyson?

Unh!

att*ck!

Hunh!

GWEN:
Ben?

Are you feeling okay?

You kind of took off without us
back there.

You --
you know of Ben.

Where is Ben?

I knew you'd snap
eventually.

[ belches ]

Phew! Chili fries.

Ugh. I agree.

Change back, Ben.

Let's go home.

Yes, it is I,
Ben Tennyson.

Transport me, Ben ,
to my domicile.

There are grave matters there of
a personal nature to which

I, Ben , must attend.

BIG CHILL:
Thanks a lot, guys.

You left me.

And, uh, who's your
good-looking friend?

Ben Tennyson?

A most difficult
creature to find.

But I must see you.

I am Albedo of the Galvin.

A Grey Matter?

Kind of tall.

I am the builder
of the Omnitrix.

I must have it back.

Your days as Ben
are at an end.

Remove your Omnitrix and
return it.

Wait, Albedo.

I thought this was the only
Omnitrix in the universe.

And, anyway,
a guy named Azmuth built it.

Azmuth is a liar.

But the DNAliens,
the Highbreed --

I'm supposed to save
the world with it.

It is incomplete and prone to
catastrophic malfunction.

Not lately.

You have great luck, or by
now you would have ripped

a hole in the fabric of
the universe.

He could be a Highbreed
trying to trick you out of it.

Maybe.

Why don't you show your face?

It feels a little crazy talking
to myself.

If only I could.

I am stuck in a sticky, sweaty,
noisy, hungry, hairy,

smelly teenage human body,
constantly craving chili fries

and scratching myself in places
I suspect are inappropriate!

Wow.
He really is you.

You see, your DNA is encoded
as the default in your Omnitrix.

Mine synchronizes across space
and time with yours.

You have become
my default as well.

Well, which is it?

Do you want to watch to fix it

or to keep the universe from
falling apart?

Uh, both!

Since you built the Omnitrix,

tell me how it comes off.

Yes.

I trust you are versed in
the practical applications

of eighth-dimensional
quantum-gravity monopole equations.

It really does twitch
when I lie.

Told you.

Very well.

There are other ways
to disarm you.

Unh!

Unh!
Ow!

Humongousaur!

Ugh!

[grunts ]

Hey!

That really stings.

[grunts ]

You are not worthy to wear
the Omnitrix!

Find something to touch!

Huh?

Oh.

It'll have to do.

[groans ]

Thank you for your sacrifice.

Ugh!

What a crock.

[grunts ]

Give up.

I'm better at this.

GWEN:
He won't get far.

He left his mana all
over the place.

[tires squeal ]

Evil twin, huh?

Guess you really are a hero.

A hero with a big test
in the morning.

And I'd be home studying

if you'd have listened to me
the first time.

Who knows what damage
Albedo would be doing?

Turn here!

[tires squeal ]

[ indistinct shouting ]

[grunts ]

Too many machines,
not enough living things.

I can't track Albedo in here.

We'll split up and
surround him.

How will we know which
one's the real you?

Hey!

We'll call you
Ben "X."

Guys, over here.

I think I heard something.

Didn't you go
the other way?

Yeah.

Oh, man.

I should not
have erased Kevin's mark.

Hit the deck!

[grunting ]

This reeks!

He got us with packing foam!

No leverage.

Push!

[grunting ]

BEN:
Look, Albedo, you're not
getting my Omnitrix.

I have all of your powers and
a superior intellect.

Surrender if you
value your life.

'Cause that would be so
much smarter.

Goop!

[ hissing ]

[ hissing ]

[growls ]

Swampfire!

Here's mud in your eye!

Ugh!

[grunting ]

Ow! Hot!

Sorry.

Brainstorm!

Tremble before my
electrolocutive power,

you feckless facsimile!

Surrender or die!

[grunts ]

Deucedly difficult to cognitate.

Jetray!

You can't keep this up!

[grunting ]

Your Omnitrix
will lose power.

Yield!

Yield!

Yield!

Chromastone!

Uh-oh.

I told you. I told you!

You have drained your Omnitrix,
whereas mine...

I don't need an Omnitrix to
destroy you.

[ both gasp]

[grunts ]

What's going on?!

Their proximity is creating a
bioenergy feedback!

[grunting ]

No confusing those two now.

You have damaged this form!

You will pay!

[grunts ]

Tell me how to get these apart!

Perhaps if one of us could
manage to die!

Don't tempt me.

Great.

Now we're all trapped.

Come on. One more.

[grunting ]

He's here.

Who's here?

Azmuth.

You bet he is.

Azmuth of the Galvin,

the true genius behind
the Omnitrix.

You've overloaded
the thing so badly,

I could sense it half a
galaxy away.

Those nonstop transformations
are gonna break it.

I was just --

Save it. I know.

Albedo, my former assistant,
built an inferior copy.

I warned you that there could
only be one Omnitrix.

You ignored me.

Someone's in trouble.

I will not trust the universe's
fate to an unworthy human.

If my Omnitrix cannot function,
I will have his!

I told you the Omnitrix is
beyond you.

You could have doomed us all!

So, the universe really
was at stake?

If you'd lost the Omnitrix,
yes.

Albedo only wanted it to restore
his original form.

This human body is
unbearable!

I get that.

And the face is even worse.

Albedo, through your arrogant
act of rebellion,

you have proven yourself a
lesser being.

You shall remain as you are,
in a prison of your own making.

No! You can't!

I have.

I hate you!

He won't bother you again.

You're on your own from here.

I still have a few questions,

like what's the watch really for
and how many aliens can I --

Look, kid, you alone have
made the Omnitrix a force

for good in ways I never
conceived.

It's better, I think,

to allow you to create your own
way of using it.

No question.

For all my concerns, you're the
only being worthy to wear it.

And I'm not the only one who
thinks so.

Who else?

My business.

It's a...surprise.

Now you're just
teasing.

There are difficult trials
ahead.

Be ready.

First trial is your physics test
in about three hours.

Oh, man.

[groans ]

[ chuckles ]

Ah.

"C" plus!

And you thought I wasn't really
studying.

I'm sorry.

The suspicious circumstances
made me...suspicious.

And I'm sorry I thought it was
you kicking butt.

Fair enough... I suppose.

Don't know how much I like
Azmuth

not letting Albedo turn back.

Like that's a punishment.

Being me isn't so bad.

[thunder crashing ]

Why bother with a cell?

This human body is prison
enough.

Dinner.

But someday I will be free.

Then they will all suffer,
starting with Ben Tennyson.

Until that day...

bring me chili fries!