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1 1x26 - The Frogs of War, part 1

What's with this traffic?!

Playing violin with your Omnitrix will not make it move faster.

What? Oh, you mean "fiddling" with my Omnitrix?

That, as well. Perhaps you should find an

alternate method of calming yourself.

I'm perfectly calm.

Hey! What's the holdup?!

I did not expect that.

It's like every alien in undertown

suddenly has someplace they got to be.

Hey! Where's everybody going?

The Incurseans are coming!

The Incurseans are coming!

♪ 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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They're coming!

The Incurseans! No one is safe!

You're next! You're next!

What do you think, Rook? Do we believe him?

Earth would position the Incurseans to take the entire galaxy.

It is quite possible ... even likely.

The whole galaxy? Guess we can stop worrying what

the Incurseans have been after all along.

Aliens! Aliens are living among us!

Come on, guys! Let's go!

This is not a drill! This is not a drill!

Now looks like the rumors are true.

An armada of Incursean superdestroyers is on a direct course for Earth.

And that's a direct course for some smackdown!

This isn't a street brawl, Ben. We're gearing up for a war.

Planetary shields online.

Shields will only slow them down.

I can't just sit on my hands waiting to do something!

You won't be.

I need you to deal with a more immediate threat.

As you can see, the crowd is whipped into a fury of

righteous indignation at the alien menace that has been

discovered festering right below our feet.

Clearly, these gestures do not translate to "thank you."

More like "we're scared."

We need to calm their fears before we

end up fighting a war on two fronts.

So, how come I'm the one

who has to hold their hands and tell them everything's all right?

Even you have to admit I'm a lot

better at punching things than public speaking.

You're a hero and a celebrity. They'll listen to you.

Oh, come on! A banana?! Really?!

Ben Tennyson! The people demand answers!

How long have you been a traitor to your species?!

Uh... who with the what, now?

Are you out to destroy humanity or merely enslave it?

That's not ... I mean, hey!

On a scale of 1 to 10 ... 1 being global apocalypse

and 10 being complete obliteration of the space-time

continuum ... how dangerous is this alien population?

Trust me ... I've been to undertown, and they're decent

folks trying to make an honest living.

They may look different, but aliens are totally and completely harmless.

Attention, Earthling scum. Surrender your planet at once

and swear allegiance to me, Emperor Milleous.

Or ... and I'm kind of hoping you go for this option ... face certain

annihilation at the overwhelming might of the glorious Incursean armada!

Why do they not respond?

Hello!

Planetary shield blocking all communication!

Conquer worlds much?

Keep pounding that shield until you bust through!

And, Attea, daughter of mine, you watch that mouth of yours,

unless you'd rather find yourself on prisoner inventory detail.

Do I detect a hint of daddy issues, highest commander?

Oh, I got daddy issues, Psychobos ... crawdaddy issues!

Look, my work lets me live in the skin of countless

aliens, and I've always used their abilities to save this

planet and the universe! Couple dozen times!

Maybe more!

Randomizer function activated.

Randomizer function? What's tha...

Sorry. My bad. Everything's fine now. See?

It was an accident! I swear!

You're still perfectly safe around aliens.

Although... you might want to back away from the radiation.

Oh, man!

Is there no end to

the one-man alien rampage that is Ben Tennys...

Oops.

We got a hole!

Now, celebrated calaveras legion, go!

Snap up Earth like it's some kind of sugar bug!

So, remember, when you hear "alien," think

"helpful, heroic" ... hot buttered biscuits! Incoming!

So, how about randomizing me something useful?

Now, that's more like it!

Bring it on, froggies.

I got a whole arsenal of alien heroes.

Oh, man. I can't even remember what this one does.

Oh, yeah ... right!

Nobody touches Ben Tennyson. He's mine.

Lemme tell ya somethin', Incursean space fighter!

Rath will clip your wings,

starting from the inside and working his way out!

Rath isn't goin' down, gravity... ancient evil force of nature!

This time, you're the one that's goin' ...

Come on! Come on!

Thanks for the save.

So, how come you're flying away from the fight?

Magister Tennyson has ordered that I return you to the

- base for your own safety. - I'm handling things!

In your culture, the gesture of flailing one's arms

and plummeting helplessly roughly translate to

- "I'm handling things"? - When I do it, yeah.

Go! Run! I'm terrific with moving targets.

Shall I inform daddy of your... progress?

One more word, crab cakes, and you're an appetizer!

About time!

Attention, Earth persons, this is your conqueror speaking,

Lordmperor Milleous ... destroyer of galaxies, warrior

without peer, light of the Incursean empire, of which you

are about to become the latest unwilling member!

Resistance is futile, but encouraged, for it amuses me.

All planetary defenses have been neutralized.

By the time they knocked out our interstellar communications,

the nearest Plumber bases had already gone dark.

So, no backup? What about Ben's malfunctioning Omnitrix?

Rest assured, sir, we have our best and brightest on the case.

I think we've finally located the problem.

You've activated the randomizer function.

Thanks. I could've guessed that when it

said "randomizer function activated"!

Then our work here is done.

- Wait! Can you fix it? - Most definitely.

I'm going to reverse my initial estimate slightly to

"most definitely not."

Wait, wait, wait! So I'm just gonna randomly

switch from alien to alien every time I use the Omnitrix?

It's a randomizer function.

The human attention span.

With our limited resources, our only hope is to

mount an all-out assault on Emperor Milleous' flagship.

If we can cut off the Incurseans' communications, we stand

a chance of neutralizing the entire armada in the confusion.

I want in.

You're gonna sit this one out, Ben.

We don't even know if your Omnitrix will recharge.

And if it does, it'll likely go random again.

Alpha and Beta teams, move out!

There you are.

The defense forces are escaping, highest commander.

Let daddy get a few hits in.

We got our own objective ... and our own backup.

Stay in formation! And... fire!

Primates are so cute when they try to defend their planet.

This is even easier than the last time I

infiltrated this stronghold ... and I use the term loosely.

According to my intel, he was supposed to be here!

Find Tennyson! And I want him alive!

To start out with, anyway.

Magister Tennyson! My ship has sustained extensive damage!

Rook! Don't do it! There has to be another way!

I'm with you, partner. Floor it!

You stowed away?

Just till I recharged. It's "blaze of glory" time!

Consider it floored, partner.

Ben!

No.

You were supposed to sneak us aboard as Big Chill.

Change of plans. Bloxx is better for busting frog legs.

What?! Well, at least the randomizer didn't come on.

Instant recharge! Way to go, Blukic and Driba!

So, what is your new plan?

Same as always ... put the hurt on the bad guy.

Humungousaur style!

What?!

Halt!

Drop your weapon in the name of the glorious Incursean ...

There he is! Stop him!

Yee! Next time, will you let me in on

your plan before you throw me to the frogs?

Whatever Blukic and Driba did to your Omnitrix

has shortened the duration of your transformations.

I suggest you time them judiciously.

This is for Ben and Rook, you toads!

Guy's got guts. I want to see 'em.

Blast that ape!

Whoa!

Intruders! Croak 'em!

I got the three on the right.

Make that for four on the right.

Get up!

On second thought, stay down.

Grandpa! What are you doing?!

Ben? You're alive!

- Nufferlon! - Uh, what?

I said, "not for long."

Now, call off your attack, or Tennyson's toast.

Cease fire! Cease fire!

First rule of Ben warfare... never leave the arms free.

I said cea...

Do not cease fire!

Plumbers have infiltrated all Incursean ships!

Shoot first, ask questions later!

Trust no one, including me, Lord Emperor Milleous, light of the ...

Ah, forget it! Boring conversation anyway.

Emperor Milleous, what are your orders?

- Come in! Come in! - Who's in command?

This is General Attea ... Princess Scion,

and teen supreme of the deathless Incursean empire!

I'm taking command, and I say fire on the flagship!

It's what daddy would've wanted.

O-kay, maybe I should've thought this through a little better.

Why start now?

I only got one plan. It involves you, a lot of pain,

and destruction on a planetary scale.

Got to catch me first.

Nowhere to run now, primate.

Then I guess I'll have to stand and fight.

That felt so good, I think I'll do it again!

Crashhopper: Ya-A-A-Hoo!

Whoo!

Emperor Milleous, you are under arrest for assault on

a planet with intent to conquer.

I told you I can handle this!

But... I'll let you wrap things up.

- Surrender now! - Surrender now!

I'm afraid we have you outnumbered.

Look a little higher.

Now who's outnumbered?

Call off your ships, Attea! Or say goodbye to daddy!

- Go ahead. I dare you. - Huh?

Daddy, please. It's not like he has the guts to do it.

Here's what's gonna happen, kid.

You're gonna let me go, then you're gonna leave this planet

- and never come back. - And why would I do that?

You must have wondered what happened to that

mind-control juice I grabbed on Revonnah.

No. Maybe. What?

Ha! One Waybig.

You nincompoop!

It's mutated and feral. And most importantly ...

Shh! I want to see his face.

I see you anywhere near this system ... and I mean

anywhere ... my mutated To'kustar pets destroy everyone and

everything you ever cared about!

No. I'm not leaving Earth!

Ben, you have to go.

Grandpa, no! I can't let them win!

I never let Vilgax win or Aggregor or ...

Ben.

I've never backed down, and I'm not about to back down now!

Ben! I already thought I'd lost you once today.

At least this way, I'll know you're alive.

First rule of Ben warfare... never leave the arms free.

This is Will Harangue, coming to you

live over the Incursean news network.

The crowd rejoices silently as our benevolent Incursean

overlords bestow upon mankind their greatest gift.

Today, we are finally free of the most dangerous threat to our planet.

Goodbye, Ben Tennyson ... And good riddance.

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