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>> Ben: don't think I can take this much longer.

>> Max: Just hold on. Almost there. >> Ben: Can't...Breathe.

>> Max: Ben, don't give up on me now. >> Ben:

Got to get out of here. Going hero. >> Max: No, you're not.

Save the drama, will you, please? I just need to make sure this

tux fits. >> Ben: >> Gwen: Better loosen that

bow tie, grandpa. Ben's brain needs all the oxygen it can get.

>> Ben: The only thing worse than going to a stupid, old, boring

wedding is being in a stupid, old, boring wedding. Why can't they find someone else

to be the ring bearer? >> Max: It's only for one weekend.

You'll live. >> Gwen: I'm glad we're here. I've never been a flower girl

before. >> Max: This tuxedo is a family heirloom.

It was mine when I was a kid. Then your dad wore it, and now you.

>> Ben: Oh, lucky me. >> Max: Just be careful with it, please.

>> Gwen: Smile and say, "megadweeb." >> Ben: Noooo!

>> ¶ It started when an alien device did what it did ¶ ¶ and stuck itself upon his

wrist with secrets that it hid ¶ ¶ now he's got superpowers ¶ he's no ordinary kid

¶ he's Ben 10 >> ¶ Ben 10 >> ¶ so, if you see him, you

might be in for a big surprise ¶ ¶ he'll turn into an alien before your very eyes ¶

¶ he's slimy, creepy, fast, and strong ¶ ¶ he's every shape and size

¶ he's Ben 10 >> ¶ Ben 10 >> ¶ armed with powers, he's on

the case ¶ ¶ fighting off evil from earth or space ¶

¶ he'll never stop till he makes them pay ¶ ¶ 'cause he's the baddest kid to

ever save the day ¶ ¶ Ben 10 >> ¶ Ben 10

>> Ben: Ugh, look at this dump.

Makes you want to hurl, doesn't

it?

>> Uncle Max.

>> Max: Joel.

And this must be Camille.

Congratulations.

>> I'm so glad you're here.

Maybe you can talk some sense

into my parents.

>> Max: Why?

What's the problem?

>> Max.

>> Max: Betty Jean, Gordon.

>> Ah, Max, we're so glad you're

here.

Maybe you can talk some sense

into these kids.

>> Max: What's going on?

>> Ah, they don't know what

they're doing.

This whole wedding is a terrible

mistake.

>> Max: The whole wedding's a

terrible mistake?

>> See? Listen to your uncle Max. >> Now, Gordon, the kids are

grown-ups. Who are we to get in the way? >> These are my parents --

Mr. and Mrs. mann. >> I'm sorry we had to meet under such awkward

circumstances. >> Both: So are we. >> Ben: Maybe this won't be so

boring after all. >> Uncle Max, this has been a nightmare -- not just the

families. The wedding dress got lost, the photographer's camera got

smashed, all the flowers up and died. Everything's going wrong.

>> Max: don't worry. I'm sure it'll all work out. >> Gwen: Excuse me for

interrupting, but I'm Gwen, the flower girl, and I have a few questions.

Does the flower-girl dress match with the other bridesmaids? Who designed the dresses?

What color are the corsages? >> Oh, I'm sorry, Gwen. Didn't you hear?

Camille's little cousin Lucy was able to make it after all. But thanks for standing in for

us. >> Ben: Oh, please tell me you got another ring bearer, too.

>> Uh, no, nothing changes for you -- except for who you'll dance with at the reception.

>> Ben: Dance? I don't know how to dance. >> I guess you'd better learn,

then. don't want to look like a megadweeb out there in front of

everybody. >> Ben:

>> Gwen: It's too quiet. Where's Ben? >> Max: I think he said

something about going downstairs to take a dip in the lake.

>> Ben: It's okay. I'm the official food taster.

Yeah. Keep up the good work.

>> Ahh! Ahhh! >> Now to deliver a wedding

present they'll never forget.

>> Ben: No swimming? Now what am I supposed to do for fun?

>> Cannonbolt: Oh, yeah, it's scary being this good. Uh-oh.

This isn't working. I need water -- lots and lots of...

Cannonbolt cannonball!

Boy, the lifeguards around here are really strict. >> An arburian pelarota.

>> An alien wedding crasher. Who sent you? >> Cannonbolt: Nobody, I swear.

I don't even want to be here. >> What is going on? >> This alien was trying to ruin

the wedding. >> I was trying to save the wedding.

>> Max: Uh, it seems like he's telling the truth. >> Still, better not take the

chance. You know aliens -- can't trust any of them.

>> Gwen: Camouphlat vaporis.

>> He's getting away! Blast him!

>> Put those things away. This is a wedding, not a shooting range.

>> But that thing is still out there. >> It doesn't matter.

We want you to promise, no more weapons for the rest of the weekend.

>> Cannonbolt: Hey, where'd he go?

>> Cannonbolt: Huh? Ooh! Ugh!

>> Ben: Wah! Ugh!

I hate weddings.

>> Max: I guess I forgot to mention that the groom's parents were plumbers and the bride and

her family are aliens, huh? >> Gwen: Aliens? They don't look like aliens.

>> Max: They're just in disguise for the wedding. Actually, they're some of the

toughest, nastiest, meanest beings in the galaxy. We call them "sludge puppies."

The plumbers and the sludges have been going at it for generations.

But a few years ago, their children, Joel and Camille, met and become close.

A truce was forged from that single relationship. This is the first-ever marriage

between a mud alien and a human. It could put an end to years of

fighting. >> Ben: And someone doesn't want that to happen.

>> Max: We'd better keep our eyes open. Something tells me the trouble

is just starting.

>> I'm so excited about being the flower girl. Do you know we get to dance in

front of everyone? Isn't that great? >> Ben: Yeah, great.

>> >> Gwen: I should just let you squirm, but I took cotillion for

three years. Cotillion? It means -- oh, never mind.

I know how to dance. I can teach you. >> Ben: Yeah, I'll think about

it. Not!

>> Camille, I am not letting you marry any filthy human without a

fight.

>> It's my ex-boyfriend!

How'd he find out about the wedding?

>> Ben: That'd be the thing that attacked me last night. It's payback time.

>> Without our gear, we're sitting ducks. >>

>> If I can't have Camille, then neither can you, you meat puppet.

>> Diamondhead: Back off, dirtbag.

>> A petrosapien. What are you doing here? >> Diamondhead: Uh, friend of

the groom? >> Then you're no friend of mine.

>> Diamondhead: Uh-oh.

Ooh! Oh!

Gotcha! >> Ahhh! >> Diamondhead: Sorry, lady.

I thought you were a butt-ugly alien. >>

>> Diamondhead: Ew, yuck. >> Max: It was a dirty job, but somebody had to do it.

>>

>> We are not canceling my wedding. >> Civilians will be at the

wedding tomorrow. What if there's another alien attack?

>> Ben: Well, maybe just put it off until, say, after the summer?

That should give you plenty of time to find another ring bearer.

>> At least let us bring our plumber gear. >> No. No weapons.

>> Everyone, relax. There's no need for weapons now. It's all over.

>> Max: I wish I could believe that.

>> Gwen: You look like your underwear is too tight. >> Ben: Wa-a-a-h!

Oof! Ha, very funny. Now buzz off.

>> Gwen: You trust me to help kick alien butt. Why won't you trust me to teach

you how to dance? >> Ben: 'Cause you're probably just gonna trick me into looking

like some dancing doofus. >> Gwen: You don't need my help to dance like a doofus, so get

over yourself and give me your hands. Most important thing is don't

step on her toes. >> Ben: Ugh. This is so gross.

>> Gwen: Like I don't know that? Now just count. One, two.

One, two. Forward, back. Forward, back.

>> Ben: Hey, I'm dancing. >> Max: Oh, that is so sweet. >> Both: Grandpa!

>> Gwen: Ow!

>> Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to witness the union between Joel and Camille.

>> Ben: >> Max: I am so proud. Just look at that tux.

>> This young bride and groom are an inspiration. They remind us that love

conquers all. If anyone has a reason why these two should not wed, let them

speak now or forever hold --

>> yeah, we have something to say.

This wedding and every human here are about to be canceled.

>> Mom, dad, what are you doing? >> Putting an end to this once and for all.

>> Ben: It was her mom and dad behind the dirty tricks all along.

>> What did I tell you? Once a sludge, always a sludge. >> Max: They set up the

ex-boyfriend to take the fall and keep suspicion off of themselves.

>> There will be no wedding and no truce.

>> But you said you liked me. >> We lied. >> Stop it.

No! >> Stay out of this, Camille. This is for your own good.

>> Heatblast: Oh, yeah. I'm all fired up.

>> Another wedding crasher. Why'd we even bother with invitations?

>> Gwen: Stingu invisibus!

Ahhh!

>> What do we do? We're defenseless. >> Max: Not quite.

You promised to leave the plumber gear at home. I didn't.

>> Ha! Just like the old days.

>> Gwen: Ahhh!

>> Heatblast: Aren't you guys a little old to be playing with mud?

>> This is my special day, and nobody is going to ruin it --

especially not my family. >> She is gonna be my wife.

>> We're sorry that we've been so tough on you, Camille. >> Can you ever forgive us?

>> Of course. That's what family is for. Look out!

>> Gwen: Grandpa! >>

>> Gwen: Where's Ben? >> And my parents?

>> Heatblast: Bringing the heat. Ugh! >> Irritating pest.

Must be from the groom's side of the family.

>> We'll teach you to muck up our family business.

>> You've been a bad little alien. We're putting you down for a

nap -- a dirt nap.

>>

>> Little big for the wedding cake... But it's the thought that

counts.

>> I now pronounce you man and wife. >> Ben: Yep, best wedding ever.

>> Ben: Huh? Yah!