>> Octagon: [ CACKLES ] IT IS TRUE WHAT THEY SAY, BOID. MUSEUMS PROVIDE AN EDIFYING AND
UPLIFTING CULTURAL EXPERIENCE.
>> Rhomboid: SURE UPLIFTED US
SOME QUALITY PREOWNED WEAPONS.
[ TIRES SCREECH ]
>> Ben: THE VREEDLE BROTHERS?!
>> Both: BEN TENNYSON?!
>> Rook: WHY ARE YOU YELLING
EACH OTHER'S NAMES?
>> Rhomboid: WELL, HE STARTED
IT.
[ GRUNTS ]
[ BEEP ]
>> Octagon: WHOA!
[ CELLPHONE RINGING ]
YOU GONNA GET THAT?
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
>> Ben?
>> Four Arms: CAN'T REALLY TALK
NOW, MOM.
I'VE KIND OF GOT MY HANDS FULL.
>> Octagon: AW, IT'S YOUR MAMA.
YOU FORGET TO CLEAN YOUR ROOM?
HA HA!
>> Four Arms: [ GRUNTS ]
>> Octagon: [ GRUNTS ]
>> Four Arms: HANDS NOT SO FULL
NOW.
WHAT'S UP?
>> Rook: [ GRUNTS ]
>> Four Arms: MOM, LATER.
GOT TO GO.
>> Rook: [ GRUNTING ]
>> Rhomboid: GONNA BLOW YOU UP REAL GOOD. HOW DOES THIS WORK AGAIN,
OCTAGON?
>> Octagon: PULL THE PIN AND
TOSS IT.
[ BOTH GASP ]
>> Rook: [ GRUNTS ]
>> Rhomboid: [ GRUNTS ]
HMM.
I THINK IT'S A DUD.
>> Octagon: UNFORTUNATELY, BOID,
IT IS THE PART YOU'VE RETAINED
WHAT DOES THE EXPLODING.
>> ♪ BEN 10 >> ♪ HE'S A KID, AND HE WANTS TO HAVE FUN ♪
>> ♪ BUT WHEN YOU NEED A
SUPERHERO, HE GETS THE JOB
DONE ♪
>> ♪ BEN 10
>> ♪ 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 10
>> ♪ WHEN LIVES ARE ON THE
LINE ♪
>> ♪ IT'S HERO TIME
>> ♪ BEN 10
[ BOTH GRUNT ] [ CELLPHONE RINGS ] [ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
>> Ben: MOM, HI.
UH, SORRY ABOUT BEFORE.
>> YOU DIDN'T FORGET, DID YOU?
YOU'RE COMING HOME FOR DINNER?
>> Ben: YES.
I'VE JUST BEEN BURIED IN WORK.
>> OOH, BE SURE TO BRING THAT
NICE ROOK WITH YOU AGAIN.
HE LOVES MY COOKING.
>> Ben: THAT MAKES ONE OF US --
I MEAN, BOTH OF US -- VERY
HAPPY.
SEE YOU SOON.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
>> Rook: IT APPEARS WE HAVE MET
THE VREEDLES FOR THE LAST TIME.
>> Ben: DON'T COUNT ON IT.
[ FROGS CROAKING ]
[ ROOSTER CROWS ]
>> Rhomboid: WHOO! MAN, WE GOT BLOWED UP REAL GOOD, HUH?
WHICH BEGS THE QUESTION -- HOW
COME WE'S STILL ALIVE AND SUCH?
>> Octagon: 'CAUSE WHENEVER WE
GET BLOWED UP OR OTHERWISE
PERISH, OUR MEMORIES AND WHATNOT
GETS TRANSFERRED INTO FRESHLY
CLONED...UM...CLONES SUCH AS
OURSELVES.
>> Rhomboid: MODERN TECHNOLOGY
IS INDEED A MARVEL.
>> Ma: 'BOUT TIME YOU TWO SHOWED
UP FOR DINNER.
REAL NICE...
KEEPING YOUR POOR STARVING BABY
BROTHERS A-WAITIN'.
>> [ GRUNTS ]
>> Ma: NOW MAKE YOURSELVES
USEFUL FOR A CHANGE AND KEEP AN
EYE ON MY PRETTY BOYS WHILE I
FETCH THE GRUB.
>> [ LAUGHS ]
BIG BROTHERS.
>> Rhomboid: WHY THEY LOOKING AT
US ALL FUNNY-LIKE, OCTAGON?
>> Octagon: I BELIEVE THEY
REGARD US AS ROLE MODELS, BOID,
AND THEM'S EXPRESSIONS OF DEEP
RESPECT.
OW!
>> Rhomboid: HEY, NOW!
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING,
LAUGHTER ]
>> Rhomboid: HUH?
[ LAUGHTER ]
>> Octagon: [ GRUNTS ]
RESPECT CAN BE CONVEYED IN ANY
NUMBER OF DIFFERENT WAYS.
>> Rhomboid: M-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A!
>> Ma: YOU BOYS PLAY NICE, YOU
HEAR?!
DINNER'S A-COMIN'.
[ BELL DINGS ]
>> DINNER'S JUST ABOUT READY.
>> Ben: AND I'LL BET IT'S EXTRA
HEALTHY, AS IN EXTRA [GAGS]
>> BEN, YOU'LL BE HAPPY TO KNOW
I MADE YOUR FAVORITE.
>> Ben: CHILI FRIES?
>> YES, BUT WITHOUT THE CHILI OR
THE FRIES.
THIS IS A STEAMED TOFU AND WHEAT
GERM LIGHTLY DRIZZLED WITH AN
ALGAE PUREE.
>> Rook: AS ALWAYS, YOUR
UNCONVENTIONAL EARTH CUISINE IS
MULTI-TEXTURED AND SCRUMPTIOUS,
MRS. TENNYSON.
[ CHOMPING ]
>> Ben: MM-HMM.
>> Ma: GIVES ME A WARM FEELING TO SEE HOW MUCH YOU PRETTY BOYS LOVE YOUR MA'S COOKING.
DIG IN!
[ ALL CHOMPING ]
QUIT HOGGING ALL THE GRUB! YOU OUGHT TO BE ASHAMED, TAKING FOOD OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF YOUR
BABY BROTHERS!
>> Both: SORRY, MA.
>> Ma: YOU'RE SORRY, ALL
RIGHT -- COUPLE OF SORRY
DISAPPOINTMENTS, AND YOU KNOW
WHY?
>> Octagon: UM...BECAUSE OUR
HYGIENE ISN'T WHAT YOU WOULD
CALL "UP TO COMMUNITY
STANDARDS"?
>> Ma: NO!
ON ACCOUNT OF YOU'RE THE
POOREST EXCUSES FOR CRIMINALS I
EVER SEEN!
BUT 'TAIN'T ALL YOUR FAULT,
SEEING AS THERE'S ONLY TWO OF
YOU AND ONLY ONE BRAIN BETWEENS
YOU BOTH.
>> Octagon: BOID, WHAT MA JUST
ARTICULATED HAS MADE A LIGHT
BULB GO OFF IN MY HEAD.
>> Rhomboid: UH, I DON'T SEE NO
LIGHT IN THERE, OCTAGON.
>> Octagon: I MEANS TO SAY SHE
IS CORRECT.
GANG-WISE, WE ARE DEFICIENT TO
THE TUNE OF ONE.
NOW, IF WE WAS TO PROCURE US A
THIRD MEMBER --
>> Rhomboid: I WOULDN'T TRUST
NOBODY THAT WASN'T KIN.
>> Octagon: LOOK AROUND.
WE'RE LOUSY WITH KIN.
JUST NEEDS TO SWIPE ONE OF THESE
PRETTY BOYS AND MAKE HIM ONE OF
US.
>> Rhomboid: YOU SEE, NOW, THAT
IS SUCH A DUMB IDEA, I SHOULD'VE
COME UP WITH IT MYSELF.
>> [ CHOMPING ]
>> Octagon: BYE, MA. HATE TO NOT EAT AND RUN. >> Ma: HOLD IT RIGHT THERE.
WHERE'S MY KISS GOODBYE?
>> Octagon: [ SMOOCHES ]
UH, BOID HERE'S GOT A TOUCH OF
GASSY INDIGESTION FROM THE HEADY
AROMA OF YOUR DELICIOUS GRUB.
>> Rhomboid: [ BURPS ]
OHH. PARDON.
[ SMOOCHES ]
>> Ma: THEY AIN'T THE SHARPEST
CLONES IN THE CHAMBER -- THAT'S
FOR DARN SURE.
>> Rhomboid: YOU DON'T RECKON
MA'S GONNA BE A MITE PERTURBED
WHEN SHE FINDS OUT WHAT WE'VE
DONE?
>> Octagon: HIGHLY UNLIKELY,
BOID.
SHE GOT SO MANY PRETTY BOYS, SHE
WON'T NEVER NOTICE ONE MISSING.
>> Rook: [ CHOMPING ]
[ BEEP ]
MAGISTER PATELLIDAY ON THE
EMERGENCY FREQUENCY.
>> Ben: TELL ME YOU NEED US
RIGHT AWAY -- PLEASE.
>> URGENCY!
ON A RAMPAGE!
DESTROYING THE WHOLE -- AAH!
[ BEEP ]
>> Ben: MOM, WE HAVE TO GO SAVE
THE UNIVERSE OR SOMETHING!
>> GIVE ME A MINUTE AND I'LL
WRAP UP YOUR LEFTOVERS!
[ DOOR CLOSES ]
THAT'S OKAY!
I'LL BRING THEM TO YOU!
WHAT ARE MOTHERS FOR?
>> AAH!
[ GRUNTS ]
>> [ GRUNTS ]
>> Ma: [ GRUNTS ]
WHERE IS HE?
FORK HIM OVER NOW, OR I'LL RIP
Y'ALL LIMB FROM LIMB!
>> Ben: MA VREEDLE?! >> Ma: YOU. [ GRUNTS ]
[ BEEP ]
>> Bloxx: BLOXX! YES.
GOOD CHOICE, OMNITRIX.
>> Ma: NOT AFTER I KNOCK YOUR
BLOCK OFF.
>> Bloxx: [ GRUNTS ]
>> Ma: NOW YOU DONE DID IT. YOU DONE MADE ME MAD. >> Bloxx: [ GRUNTS ]
>> Ma: MY BOYS MEAN EVERYTHING
TO ME.
>> Bloxx: IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.
THEY BLEW THEMSELVES UP -- LIKE
ALWAYS.
>> Ma: THEY?
WHO WE TALKING 'BOUT HERE?
>> Bloxx: OCTAGON AND RHOMBOID.
>> Ma: I DON'T GIVE A HOOT 'BOUT
THEM OVERCLONED NO-ACCOUNTS.
I'M TALKING 'BOUT MY PRETTY BOY.
ONE'S GONE MISSING.
>> I CAN ASSURE YOU, MA'AM, THE
PLUMBERS DON'T HAVE YOUR
PRETTY BOY.
>> Ma: OH, I KNOWS THAT!
I WANT YOU TO FIND HIM FOR ME.
YOU'RE THE LAW, AIN'T YOU?
[ BEEP ]
>> Ben: WAIT, WAIT, WAIT.
ARE YOU SAYING YOU'RE HERE TO
REPORT A CRIME, NOT COMMIT ONE?
>> Ma: I WAS HOPING YOU
DO-GOODERS WOULD BE SENSITIVE TO
THE EMOTIONAL NEEDS OF A MAMA
WHAT'S BEEN SEPARATED FROM HER
CHILD!
>> WE ARE OBLIGED TO PROVIDE
ASSISTANCE TO ANY RESIDENT OF
THE HOST PLANET WHO DIRECTLY
REQUESTS IT.
UH...DO YOU HAVE A PHOTO OF YOUR
MISSING BOY -- I MEAN,
PRETTY BOY -- MA'AM?
>> Ma: JUST LOOK AT THAT FACE. HE'S ONE IN A MILLION... GIVE OR TAKE A HUNDRED THOUSAND
OR SO.
NOW, YOU FIND MY SWEET BABY,
'CAUSE IF YOU DON'T, I'M GONNA
BE FORCED TO SEEK RESTITUTION!
YOU DON'T GET ME BACK MY SON,
I'M GONNA TAKE YOUR SUN!
>> Ben: I DON'T HAVE A SON.
I'M A KID. HELLO!
>> Ma: OH!
NOT THAT KIND OF SON -- THAT
KIND OF SUN.
>> Ben: YOU'RE BLUFFING.
>> MA VREEDLE IS WANTED IN
12 SYSTEMS -- BANNED FROM
27 MORE.
RUMOR HAS IT SHE ONCE MADE
VILGAX CRY.
>> Ma: I GOTS ME A ROCKET GASSED
UP AND READY TO LAUNCH A
TRILITHIUM WARHEAD SMACK INTO
THAT SUN OF YOURS -- INSTANT
NEGATIVE FUSION IN THE STELLAR
CORE FOLLOWED BY QUANTUM
IMPLOSION.
BOOM!
>> Rook: PERHAPS SHE IS NOT
BLUFFING.
>> WE'VE GOT ALL THE INFORMATION
WE NEED, MRS. VREEDLE.
NOW, YOU TRY NOT TO WORRY.
>> Ma: YOU'RE THE ONES OUGHT TO
BE WORRIED IFFEN YOU DON'T FIND
MY PRETTY BOY.
>> Rook: SHE JUST THREATENED THE
DESTRUCTION OF EARTH'S
LIFE-SUSTAINING STAR, AND YOU
LET HER WALK OUT OF HERE?
[ TRACKING DEVICE BEEPING ]
>> TEXTBOOK PROCEDURE.
BY LETTING HER GO, SHE LEADS US
RIGHT TO THE WARHEAD.
[ DEVICE BEEPS ]
>> Rook: I AM SORRY I EVER
DOUBTED YOU, SIR.
>> WHILE I FOLLOW THE BEE TO THE
HONEY, YOU LOCATE HER LARVA.
[ CELLPHONE RINGING ]
>> Ben: HELLO?
>> BEN, I'M HERE WITH YOUR
LEFTOVERS.
>> Ben: SORRY, MOM.
YOU JUST MISSED US.
[ ENGINE REVS ]
HERE, PRETTY BOY!
[ WHISTLES ]
YOU GOT A BETTER IDEA?
[ EXPLOSION ]
BELLWOOD BANK.
HANG A UEY.
[ TIRES SQUEAL ]
[ ALARM RINGING ]
>> Rhomboid: UH, HOW COME WE
BLOWED UP A BANK IF WE WAS
ROBBING THE CANDY STORE?
>> Octagon: WE'RE WHAT YOU CALL
"MULTITASKING."
>> [ CHOMPS ]
[ TIRES SCREECH ]
>> Rook: THE VREEDLE BROTHERS!
>> Rhomboid: OH, ARE WE YELLING
EACH OTHER'S NAMES AGAIN,
OCTAGON?
>> Octagon: NO, BOID.
THIS WOULD BE AN OPPORTUNE
MOMENT TO USE WHATEVER FIREPOWER
WE GOTS LEFT OVER.
>> Rhomboid: WHOO-HOO!
HAPPY TO OBLIGE.
>> Kickin Hawk: [ SQUAWKS ]
>> Both: [ GRUNT ]
>> Rook: HOW ARE YOU TWO STILL
ALIVE?
WE WITNESSED YOUR DEMISE.
>> Rhomboid: WE'RE WHAT YOU CALL
"MULTITASKING."
>> Octagon: YOU'RE CONFUSING
YOUR TERMINOLOGY, BOID.
MULTITASKING IS THE SIMULTANEOUS
ACCOMPLISHMENT OF SEPARATE AND
SEEMINGLY INCONGRUENT GOALS,
SUCH AS MY SPEECHIFYING WHILST
ACTIVATING THE EXPLOSIVE.
[ BEEP ]
[ BEEPING ]
WHOA!
>> Kickin Hawk: [ SCREECHES ]
[ BOTH GRUNT ]
[ SCREECHES ]
>> [ GRUNTS ]
>> Kickin Hawk: [ SCREECHES ] >> Octagon: PRETTY BOY, YOU MIGHT BE THE BEST THING WHATEVER
HAPPENED TO US.
>> Rook: [ GROANS ]
WHAT COULD'VE CAUSED THIS TO
FALL?
>> Kickin Hawk: GRAVITY. DUH.
[ CELLPHONE RINGING ]
UGH! BIRD HANDS! CAN YOU?
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
>> Rook: HELLO?
IT IS MA -- FOR YOU.
>> Ben: HI, MOM.
>> Ma: Don't you "Hi, Mom," me.
You find my Pretty Boy?
>> Ben: NOT YET.
IT'S GONNA TAKE SOME TIME TO --
HEY, HOW'D YOU GET THIS NUMBER?
>> Ma: Internet.
You got till sundown on account
of once that sun goes down,
it'll be a whole lot harder to
hit!
>> Rook: EARTH'S SUN DOES NOT
ACTUALLY GO AWAY AT NIGHT.
IT IS MERELY THE ROTATION OF THE
PLANET THAT MAKES IT APPEAR --
>> Ben: DON'T HELP THE CRAZY
LADY!
WE'LL FIND PRETTY BOY BEFORE
SUNDOWN.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
WE'LL NEVER FIND PRETTY BOY
BEFORE SUNDOWN!
>> Rhomboid: PRETTY BOY HERE IS
MORE THAN READY TO HELP US PULL
OFF OUR GREATEST CRIMINAL
UNDERTAKING EVER.
>> Octagon: ONLY PROBLEM BEING
WE ARE CLUELESS AS TO WHAT SAID
GREATEST CRIMINAL UNDERTAKING
OUGHT TO BE.
>> Rhomboid: HEY, WHAT SAY WE
BLOW UP SOMETHING BIGGER THAN
ANYTHING EVER BLOWED UP BEFORE,
LIKE THE -- LIKE THE ENTIRE
UNIVERSE AND EVERYTHING IN IT?!
>> Octagon: WELL, THAT WOULD BE
IMPOSSIBLE, BOID.
BUT I DO LIKE THE GIST OF YOUR
THINKING.
AN EXPLOSION OF IMMENSE
MAGNITUDE, HOWEVER, WOULD
REQUIRE MORE FIREPOWER THAN TO
WHICH THE LIKES OF US HAVE READY
ACCESS.
>> BOOM, BOOM! BOOM, BOOM!
>> Rhomboid: I THINK HE'S GOT TO
GO TO THE LITTLE CLONES' ROOM.
>> NO. MAMA BOOM BOOM.
>> Rhomboid: MA'S GOT TO GO TO
THE LITTLE CLONES' ROOM?
>> Octagon: I BELIEVE HE'S
TRYING TO TELL US THAT OUR
MUTUAL MA HAS IN HER POSSESSION
SOME KIND OF MASSIVELY
DESTRUCTIVE WARHEAD.
>> Rhomboid: WHAT?
Y-YOU GOT ALL THAT FROM "BOOM,
BOOM"?
>> Octagon: WELL, THAT, AND I
FOUND THIS RECEIPT FOR IT STUCK
TO PRETTY BOY'S LOLLIPOP.
>> Rook: NO SIGN OF THE MISSING
PRETTY BOY AND NOT A WORD FROM
PATELLIDAY.
[ HORN HONKING ]
>> Ben: [ GASPS ]
IT'S MOM -- HOT ON OUR TAIL!
>> Rook: IS SHE PACKING HEAVY
WEAPONRY?
>> Ben: WORSE!
SHE'S PACKING LEFTOVERS!
HIDE ME!
>> Octagon: IT'S MA. QUICK -- HIDE PRETTY BOY.
>> Ma: MY POOR, PRECIOUS PRETTY BOY. NO ONE'S SEEN HIDE NOR HAIR OF
HIM.
>> [ GROANING ]
>> Octagon: HUSH, HUSH. HUSH UP.
[ TRACKING DEVICE BEEPING ]
[ DEVICE BEEPING ] >> BING-O-O-O-O! SHE'S HEADING THIS WAY -- FAST!
>> Ma: AN EYE FOR AN EYE AND A
SUN FOR A SON!
LIGHTS OUT, PLANET EARTH!
>> NOW, THE ROCKET AND WARHEAD ARE MOUNTED ON A MOVING SUBWAY TRAIN!
>> Rook: Got it.
>> Ben: GIVE IT UP, LADY! GAME OVER! >> Ma: OH, IT AIN'T EVEN
STARTED!
[ WHISTLES ]
ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE YOU TO MY
VERY FIRST BATCH OF PRETTY BOY
CLONES.
THEY'S ALL GROWED UP NOW, AND
THEY AIN'T SO PRETTY.
THEY SURE IS BIG AND MEAN!
>> Ben: NOT AS BIG AND MEAN AS
THIS.
[ BEEP ]
>> Ma: [ LAUGHS ]
SQUASH THAT PESKY LITTLE
SKEETER, BOYS!
>> Ditto: TIME TO SPLIT!
TAKE THAT! AND THAT! AND SOME OF THIS! >> Ditto #2: HUH.
HE SEEMS TO BE TAKING IT A
LITTLE TOO WELL.
[ STRIKE! ]
[ WHOOSH! ] [ SQUEAK! SQUEAK! SQUEAK! ] [ WHOOSH! ]
[ WHOOSH! ]
[ POP! POP! POP! POP! ] >> All: TA-DA! >> Ditto: ROOK, QUICK, HIT THE
DECK -- NOW!
[ THUD! ]
>> Rook: I DO NOT SEE HOW THIS
IS AT ALL USEFUL.
[ GRUNTING ]
[ CREAK! ] >> Ditto: AND THAT IS HOW IT'S DONE.
[ SLOOP! ]
[ GASPS ]
AAH!
[ GUN COCKS ]
[ GUN WHIRRING ]
>> Rook: WE WILL NEVER REACH HER IN TIME. >> Ditto: MAYBE YOU WON'T.
[ POP! POP! POP! POP! ]
>> Ma: [ SCOFFS ] I GOT CORNS BIGGER THAN YOU. >> Ditto: HEY.
WE TOOK OUT ALL YOUR MUTANTS.
>> Ditto #2: WE CAN TAKE OUT
JUST ONE OF YOU.
>> Ma: I'M NOT GOING OUT.
I'M GOING IN!
YOU OUGHTS TO KNOW BY NOW THAT WHEN IT COMES TO CLONES, THERE'S ALWAYS PLENTY MORE!
[ WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! ]
>> Ditto: AAH!
>> Ditto #2: OW! THAT'S MY FOOT!
[ WHISTLE! ] >> Ditto: DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT!
[ BEEPING ]
>> Ben: PERFECT TIMING.
>> Ma: YOU TOOK THE WORDS RIGHT
OUT OF MY MOUTH, AND AS YOU MAY
RECALL, I DON'T TAKE KINDLY TO
ANYONE TAKING WHAT'S MINE!
YEEHAW! LOOK AT HER GO!
>> Ben: I'VE GOT TO STOP THAT MISSILE FROM DESTROYING THE SUN! [ OMNITRIX BEEPS ]
COME ON, OMNITRIX!
[ OMNITRIX BEEPS ]
>> Ma: STOP FIDDLING AROUND WITH
THAT THING AND WATCH THE SHOW --
LAST ONE YOU'LL EVER SEE!
[ SPLAT! ]
>> Ben: WAIT. IT'S...A DUD?
YES!
>> Ma: THAT WARHEAD WAS
QUALITY-TESTED AND FULLY
GUARANTEED TO BLOW THE SUN
SKY-HIGH, UNLESS...
THE WARHEAD WEREN'T ON THE
MISSILE!
BUT WHO COULD HAVE --
>> Ben: WELL, THERE'S WHAT YOU
MIGHT CALL AN UNFORESEEN TURN OF
EVENTS.
>> Ma: OCTAGON AND RHOMBOID
AIN'T SMART ENOUGH TO PULL OFF A
HEIST LIKE THAT.
THEN AGAIN, THEY ARE DUMB ENOUGH
NOT TO KNOW THEY GOT A POWERFUL
LIVE WARHEAD ON THEIR HANDS.
>> Rhomboid: THIS ONE?
THIS ONE DON'T GOT NO PIN.
>> Octagon: THEN WE NEED A WAY
TO MAKE MA'S EXPLOSIVE DEVICE
EXPLODE!
[ TIRES SCREECH ]
>> Rook: IT IS ALREADY ARMED AND
IS ABOUT TO GO OFF, TAKING BOTH
OF YOU AND THE WHOLE EARTH WITH
IT!
[ BOTH LAUGH ]
>> Octagon: WE DON'T MIND
GETTING BLOWED UP.
>> Rhomboid: [ Chuckling ]
WOULDN'T HARDLY BE THE FIRST
TIME.
>> Octagon: OR THE LAST.
>> Rook: DON'T BE SO SURE.
NO MORE EARTH, NO MORE YOUS!
WHY AM I EVEN ATTEMPTING TO
REASON WITH THE
VREEDLE BROTHERS?
I HAVE TO DISARM THE -- UGH!
[ TIRES SCREECH ]
>> WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!
[ BOING! ] >> Ma: MY PRECIOUS, MISSING PRETTY BOY, COME HERE AND GIVE
YOUR MA MOOCHES SMOOCHES.
[ SMOOCHES ]
>> Ben: MOM, STAY BACK! RUN!
>> UNH-UNH -- NOT UNTIL SOMEBODY
TELLS ME WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT.
>> Ma: IT'S ABOUT BLOWING UP
YOUR SORRY EXCUSE FOR A PLANET.
CAN'T WASTE MY CHANCE TO FINALLY
GET RID OF BEN TENNYSON!
>> EXCUSE ME?
NOW, YOU LISTEN HERE.
I HAVE BEEN COOKING AND CALLING
AND CHASING ALL OVER TOWN ALL
DAY, AND YOU THINK I'M GOING TO
LET YOU DESTROY THE ENTIRE
PLANET JUST SO YOU CAN GET RID
OF MY SON?!
WELL, THINK AGAIN, SISTER!
NOBODY MESSES WITH MY BOY!
>> Ben: WOW.
[ Chuckling ] GO, MOM.
[ BEEP ]
[ DEVICE POWERS DOWN ]
>> Ma: AW, I CAN'T GO PUTTING
ANOTHER MOTHER THROUGH THE KIND
OF AGONY I BEEN IN.
IT AIN'T EASY BEING A MOTHER.
>> [ Strained ] HARDEST JOB IN
THE WORLD BUT THE MOST
REWARDING, TOO, WHEN YOU HAVE A
SON THAT MAKES YOU SO PROUD.
>> Ma: AS FOR YOU TWO --
CLONE-NAPPING MY PRETTY BOY,
THEN STEALING MY WARHEAD, TO
BOOT?
THEM'S THE MOST DASTARDLY,
LOW-DOWN ACTIONS I EVER SEEN,
AND TO DO THAT TO YOUR OWN
MOTHER?
[ INHALES DEEPLY ]
YOU FINALLY DONE ME PROUD!
>> Octagon: I LOVE YOU, MA!
>> Rhomboid: THIS IS THE
HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!
>> Ben: YOU'RE A CLONE!
THIS HAS BEEN THE ONLY DAY OF
YOUR LIFE!
>> Shh!
>> [ GRUNTS ]
[ BOTH GASP ]
[ CHUCKLES ] >> Rhomboid: AW, THANK YOU KINDLY, PRETTY BOY.
[ SLURP! ]
>> Octagon: WHY IS IT THAT
RHOMBOID AND MYSELF HAVE
GEOMETRICAL MONIKERS WHILST NONE
OF THE PRETTY BOYS HAS SUCH?
>> Ma: YOUR PA AND I ONLY KNEW
BUT FOUR SHAPES BETWEEN US, AND
WE ALMOST NAMED THE TWO OF YOU
"THE DUMB ONE" AND
"THE OTHER DUMB ONE."
>> Rhomboid: WHICH ONE AM I?
>> Octagon: CERTAINLY, THERE
MUST BE SOME KIND OF SHAPE WHAT
SUITS THIS ONE PRETTY BOY.
>> MAY I SUGGEST "DODECAHEDRON"?
>> Ben: MOM!
>> DODY! DODY! DODY!
[ THWACK! SPLAT! ]
>> Ma: I THINK HE LIKES IT.
>> COLD BUT STILL NUTRITIOUS.
>> Ben: AW, MOM!
I MEAN -- AWW, MOM! THANKS!
YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE!
YOU REALLY, REALLY SHOULDN'T
HAVE.
>> Ma: SINCE YOU DONE SO GOOD
TAKING CARE OF PRETTY BOY, I'M
GONNA LET YOU TAKE CARE OF ALL
THE PRETTY BOYS!
>> All: MA!
>> ♪ BEN 10
♪ BEN 10