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1 1x18 - Ben Again

Seriously? Your name is "Eon"?

Like "ee-yawn"!

Your juvenile taunts won't save you, Ben Tennyson.

Save me from what? You can't even lay a finger on me!

I don't have to. Time is on my side.

What? No weird "time beams" or whatever?

Not your usual style, Eon.

The only thing ever predictable about me is that I'm unpredictable.

Unpredictable, but lame! Now this is a sword.

Aha! Just what I was waiting for!

I don't know what that was all about, but now it's my turn!

♪ 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 ♪

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What is with you, new Omnitrix?

First you won't transform me into the aliens I ask for.

Now you're transforming yourself to look all retro?

Dude, you better still work.

Ditto? Wow!

I haven't used Ditto since... forever!

Where'd he go?

I don't suppose we pummeled him into oblivion?

Eh, whatever, man. At least we got rid of him!

Score one for the little guys!

- All right! Yeah! - Whoo-hoo-hoo!

- Ben! - Gwen? Why are you ...

A little kid?

Why am I a little kid?!

What's with your voice? You sound even weirder than usual.

This isn't me!

I mean, it is me, but it's me a long time ago!

I'm a teenager now!

Easy, Ben. You must've taken a clonk to the noggin.

It was Eon!

You mean Eon clonked you on the noggin?

No! He sent me back in time somehow!

Or sent my brain, anyway.

Your brain's definitely gone somewhere.

Ben might be right, Gwen.

You said it yourself ... he doesn't sound like our Ben.

Then where is "our" Ben?

Wherever he is, poor little "me" must be totally freaking out...

Awesome!

Grandpa, check it out! I'm a teenager!

Ben? What is wrong with your voice?

Who are you? How do you know my name?

Easy, Ben. You must've taken a clonk to the noggin.

Interesting.

A full temporal consciousness inversion.

Not the effect I was going for, but it should still have the desired result.

You're still here? I'll fix tha...

New Omnitrix? Sweet!

Are all these aliens really mine? Best day ever!

- Where is Paradox?! - Pair-o-who?

The time-travelling busybody who

shows up whenever you make a mess of the timestream.

- Never heard of him, dude. - Oh, of course not.

You haven't met Paradox yet. He'll go to the other one.

So, if you're really from the future, what's it like?

- What am I like? - You...

are actually pretty cool. I miss you a lot.

Miss me?

Am I dead? I'm dead, aren't I?

No! No! You just went to college.

Early, in fact. You're doing great.

I go to college early?

No more spoilers, Ben. Time travel is tricky business.

The less we know about the future, the better.

Ah, wise words, indeed!

Professor Paradox?

What's with the steam-punk makeover?

Let's just say I've been forced to take a more

active role in temporal affairs of late.

It's become open warfare on the space-time continuum, I'm afraid.

A time war?! Is it bad that I think that sounds awesome?

Uh, Ben, you want to introduce us to your friend here?

Oh, my apologies. I can see I have you at a disadvantage.

Or I will have had you at a disadvantage.

Time travel makes verb tenses so confusing.

I am professor Paradox, for ironic reasons we needn't go into.

Ben, a word.

I'm not sure how much time we have, so listen carefully.

Eon wants nothing less than absolute power over

everything ... all timelines, all alternate realities ... everything.

But you know how to stop him.

Yes and no.

I've managed to trap Eon here in this timeline only.

He can travel to the past or the future freely but

he's powerless to access any alternate realities.

That's good?

Yes, but the key to his escaping this timeline is my

Chrononavigator, and he'll stop at nothing to get it.

Chrono-what-with the who now?

My pocket watch, of course.

Think of it as a GPS for the multiverse.

I've taken great pains to camouflage it for safekeeping.

You must keep the Chrononavigator out of Eon's

hands at all costs. Do you understand?

The Chrononavigator ... give it to me, timewalker!

You know very well that is never going to happen.

Then I'll just have to take it from you!

No, Ben! This not your fight!

Do what you will, Eon.

You'll never get your hands on the device you seek.

- Time will tell. - Don't worry, Ben!

I'm sure you have the important matters well in hand!

"Well in hand..."

This place is so cool! What does this thing do?

I wouldn't touch that.

- Or that. - How about this one?

Definitely not that.

Please, Ben, if you would just sit still so we can

figure out what is wrong with you...

There's nothing wrong with me. I'm awesome!

There's obviously something wrong with him.

He's not himself. He's...

- Where is he? - Oh, not again.

- Core Jettison in 10, 9, 8... - Ben!

6, 5, 4, 3 ...

So, uh, got any games on this thing?

I'm gonna need you to look after Ben until we figure out what to do.

My apologies, Magister Tennyson.

I have barely learned to deal with teenage Ben.

Is there anyone else who has experience in dealing

- with this version? - I do.

So, mentally, he's 11?

Gwen? Is that really you?

You look... like you're still a dweeb!

And you're still a doof...

Easy, Gwen. Don't let him get to you.

You're above this childish stuff now.

Nyah-nyah, nyah-nyah, nyah!

I still do not understand why you are here, Gwen.

Five years ago, Ben told me to come and find him at

this exact date and time.

I almost didn't do it, but he seemed so serious.

It wasn't like him at all. Well, not like 11-year-old him.

It wasn't me! No, really.

That wasn't me, Gwen. I don't know what you're talking about.

You don't suppose his 16-year-old mind got sent back

into his 11-year-old body?

Some kind of cross-time brain swap?

But wouldn't we remember that?

I mean, I remembered him asking me to find him.

I don't know.

This time-travel stuff always gives me a headache.

Do you recall anything else?

Only that I'm supposed to take him to Mr. Smoothy's.

Mr. Smoothy's?! Gross!

You are a timid fool, Paradox.

Just because you never took full advantage of the

Chrononavigator's power doesn't mean I shouldn't.

Yes, but in anyone else's hands but mine, it could

cause irreparable damage to the timestream

or destroy all of time and causality itself.

In any event, I couldn't possibly give you the Chrononavigator,

even if I wished to do so, because I don't have it.

Hmm. No, you don't, do you.

You are many things, Paradox, but a liar you are not.

Precisely. Now, if you'd be so kind as to

loosen these shackles, I shall be on my way.

What's the rush? We have all the time in the world.

"Well in hand..." this thing must be important to

finding the Chrono-whatchamacallit.

Man, doesn't Paradox ever get tired of being cryptic?

Are you ever gonna tell me what you're being cryptic

about, doofus, or are you just gonna keep muttering to yourself?

I wish I could, Gwen. I could really use your help right now.

You're always good at figuring out stuff like this.

- And stop doing that! - Stop doing what?

Being so... nice! It's creeping me out.

- Sorry. - You're still doing it!

- Sorry. - You're doing it again!

Gwen, I need a favor.

Maybe the most important thing I'll ever ask you to do.

Five years from today, you have to find me, no matter

where I am ... even if I'm on another planet or something.

Five years?

Exactly five years, to the day and time.

Come find me and take me to... um... Mr. Smoothy's.

- You hate Mr. Smoothy's. - That's why it's perfect.

Make me go with you. I'll explain everything to you then, I hope.

Can you do that? Promise me. Please?

Wow. Politeness overload.

Okay.

Thanks... dweeb. Now stay here.

I need to take care of something.

Mr. Smoothy's?

Believe it or not, you love this place.

It's true. We used to hang out

here all the time ... you, me, and Kevin.

- Kevin who? - Kevin Levin.

No way!

Now I know this is some freaky alternate messed-up universe!

Kevin changed! He's a good guy now ... a really good guy.

Wait. You're not... you and Kevin 11?

That's even more gross than Mr. Smoothy's!

Well, you have brought him here.

Now what is supposed to happen?

I don't know. Ben didn't tell me.

Maybe you should ask Kevin 11.

Maybe you should stop being such a doofus!

- Dweeb! - Maybe I will scan the area.

Hey, a sumo slammers sticker! That's my favorite one.

Etched right into the metal. What could do that?

Ben?

Don't look at me. I didn't put it there.

I think you did. Or you're going to have done.

Paradox is right ... time travel makes verb tenses so confusing.

Paradox? You mean the guy that Eon dude was looking for?

You saw Eon?!

You had to have used the Chrononavigator to get to young

Tennyson, so what did you have then that you don't have now?

Clever. Very clever.

Nothing gets by you, does it?

Now that I know the answer, I'll simply return to

the moment I severed your hand and retrieve it.

With two time travellers already there?

Plus Ben's "condition"?

You are well aware that the fabric of space-time is already

stretched dangerously thin at that particular moment.

If you go back there now, you could cause a rupture and be

lost outside of time altogether!

Hmph.

That is true. But there is another way.

There appears to be something else on this vertical structure.

- Where? - Where?

I got this.

Anything?

There's some numbers up here: "35.35-118.96"

and some crazy, made-up word ... Armodrillo?

35 point... they are map coordinates...

of the old abandoned sewer system under Bellwood.

Let me guess ... abandoned five years ago.

Now it is right in the middle of undertown.

What's undertown?

Oh, no. No, no, no, no, you don't!

There will be no destroying of Pakmar's place today!

Ben Tennyson is not welcome here!

Whoa. Chill out, little guy.

Mr. Pakmar, sir, we just need access to the basement.

Plumber business.

I assure you no harm will come to your establishment.

Pakmar has heard that one before.

This is the place.

So that "armo-drillo" thing's here somewhere.

Armodrillo is one of your aliens.

- You had to tell him? - Hey, check it out!

There's more numbers down here on this pipe I just hit.

One ... oh...

Uh-oh.

Pakmar will send you the bill. Again.

There are more coordinates, all right ... not far, either.

So you think our Ben left these clues for this Ben

five years ago? Why would he do that?

Why not do it? It's like a treasure map or something.

I'm a genius! But what did I hide for me?

I guess we'll just have to keep following clues until we find out.

You're sure these are the right numbers?

Abso-tively, posi-lutely!

There must be a mistake. Why make us drive all over town ...

and undertown ... following clues, just to lead us back here?

It's crazy.

It's brilliant! Nobody would ever think to look

for something hidden at the start of a treasure map!

Well, when you put it that way, it is kind of brilliant.

This looks like a job for that drillorama guy again.

Sorry! Sorry to scare you!

It's all good, people. Go back to your Smoothy's.

Yuccha.

I didn't see any more numbers in there.

But look what I found inside the wall!

Bzw! Bzw! Bzw!

So... what is it?

Merely the key to dominion over all space and time.

And thanks to you, it is now mine!

It's amazing. Every timeline, every alternate

reality ... I can see them all, and they're all mine!

Eon, I am so gonna clean your clock.

Arctiguana? Cool! Literally.

- Ben? - No worries, Gwen.

I finally got an alien I know how to use!

Done and done!

Oh, but there's more where that came from.

The holes in time ... they're not closing!

- Gwen? - What?

Not you. Her!

Ben? Is that you? And is that me?

Careful, children!

Crossing over the time warps can have disastrous consequences!

What is this, timewalker?! You tricked me!

On the contrary, I warned you.

Stop this now or all of existence will be destroyed!

No! If I cannot rule the cosmos,

then I will be the one to destroy it!

The hand ... where is it?

Well, duh! The evil bad guy has it!

"Well, duh!" Then Wildvine's gonna take it back!

Hey, leave him ... me ... alone!

Rook, you take care of any stragglers.

I'll take... me... and try to free Paradox.

Me? But I can't ...

Yes, you can. It's an energy-siphon counterspell ...

Combibo potentia. But we both have to do it at the same time.

Okay, if you ... I ... say so.

- Combibo potentia! - Combibo potentia!

We did it! I mean, I did it. I mean...

Same thing.

Professor Paradox? We're open to suggestions here!

You must anchor Eon to your respective time zones!

- I would suggest clockwork! - I don't have clockwork!

Ah.

Well, if activated at the same moment, your two Omnitrixes might synchronize.

"Might"? Some professor you are!

Well, it's better than "won't."

- One... - Two...

- Three! - Three!

It worked!

Wait. No. I'm still in the wrong me.

Without Eon to anchor them, all the separate

eras of time are progressively snapping back into place.

Which means in a few seconds, none of this will have

happened, and we won't remember a thing.

You really are getting quite good at this,

young master Tennyson. Pity you'll have to start over.

Good seeing you... me... again.

Yeah, me, too.

Is it just me, or does this day seem to be dragging on and on?

I almost wish some universe-threatening calamity

would occur to alleviate this boredom.

Yeah, well, something's bound to happen sooner or later.

It always does. Just give it some time.

Ben! Where's Paradox?!

The Chronosapiens have gone rogue, and Maltruent's temporal

beasts are on a cross-dimensional rampage!

This time-war is getting out of hand.

Time-war? Awesome!

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