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Captain?

Everybody's complaining about

the smell.

We've done a complete

top-to-bottom search, but we

don't know where it's coming

from.

Sir, something dead ahead!

Aah!

Aah!

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Hey!

My "sumo slammer" collectible

stickers!

It took almost six months to get

'em all.

Wow. This really brings me back.

Hey, Kevin, hand me the next

box?

You said we were gonna

do something fun.

We are gonna do

something fun-- After I finish

cleaning the garage.

Why do you keep this

much junk?

I don't know.

Never thought about it.

Hey, look! Pogs!

You ready to leave?

Standard operating procedure

is to show up unannounced, then

demand you come with us.

But we know we're dealing with

Ben Tennyson, so we're asking--

Would you please come with us?

Colonel Rozum.

This must be pretembarrassing

for you.

Embarrassing?

He probably means the

were involved in all kinds of

dirty ops.

That's what I meant.

And now he needs

another favor.

Embarrassing.

So, what brings us to

the department of weird today?

Have you heard of the pacific

garbage vortex?

Of course.

Approximately 200 billion tons

of nonbiodegradable plastics are

dumped into the oceans every

year.

Currents collect this and

untold trillions of pounds of

other refuse into gigantic

floating islands of garbage.

The pacific garbage vortex is

the largest in the world.

Really?

She can't help it if

she's a reader.

How much garbage are we

talking about here?

It's twice the size of

Texas.

That's a lot of

garbage.

That's what the public knows.

What they donknow is that the

area around the vortex has

become a dead zone, a dangerous

place where ships tend to...

Disappear.

18 months ago, my sister was on

a ship that sailed too close to

the vortex.

After she went missing, I sent

two of my best agents to

investigate.

They disappeared, too.

Now my bosses upstairs are

telling me to shut the

investigation down--

Officially.

So you need someone to

investigate-- Unofficially.

Told you we were gonna

do something fun.

Dumpster-diving--

That's what I signed up for.

We're nearing the

coordinates of the garbage

vortex.

For something twice the

size of Texas, you'd think it'd

be easier to spot.

This is where it's

supposed to be.

You think it floated

away?

Maybe the current--

No.

The currents are what keep it

where it is.

I got a distress

signal.

It's weak, but I think I can

home in on it.

Signal is fading in and out.

It's somewhere close.

You see a life raft or something

out there?

Or something.

Oh, man.

Yup.

This is unbelievable.

No kidding.

I've never smelled anything this

bad.

Not since the last

time you--

Let the easy ones go,

Kevin.

This is all man-made--

All of it.

How did this happen?

People were careless

about where they threw away

their trash.

Regular debris degrades over

time, but not plastic.

It doesn't break down.

The currents push it all

together, and it becomes...

This.

This reminds me of

that show.

What show?

The cartoon-- The one

we used to watch when we were

kids.

You know, the one where they're

always fighting polluters.

A-and those five kids fought

evil with, like, the power to

recycle?

You know what I'm talking about.

What was the name of that show?

Was it, like, "earth-man" or--

Or "major green"?

Something like that?

I have the theme song stuck in

my head.

You know it, right?

It's gonna come to me.

I know it.

It can't be.

No, no, no!

Ben! What is it?

What do you see?

Who would throw out a

Ben 10 autographed photo?

Why would someone do that?

This is going to haunt me.

Oh.

Ew!

Nasty.

It's a dead bird filled

with plastic.

The birds try to eat

the plastic, but they can't

digest it, so they're poisoned.

Interesting.

You know what else is

interesting?

No.

The size of that bird.

Giant birds, meet giant

turtle!

Terraspin!

Seriously, though,

you remember that cartoon?

It had the narrator guy who

talked all the time.

Meanwhile, back

at the garbage vortex,

Gwen Tennyson makes a shocking

discovery.

I'm glad you're taking

this seriously, Kevin!

But Gwen Tennyson is

not amused.

Uh-oh.

Not the face!

Not the face!

Survivors.

New arrivals.

You're lucky to be alive.

Though after a few weeks here,

you might not feel so lucky.

We were sent here to

help.

So were we.

You can see how well that turned

out.

You're the agents

colonel Rozum sent.

Agent Locke.

This is my partner,

agent Bryson.

Like our names matter!

The only thing that matters is

become victims to the

all-powerful garbage patch!

Excuse my partner.

He's prone to being overly

dramatic.

Am I overly dramatic?

Am I really?

No way!

This is like that othershow

that I used to watch!

With the two agents who went

around investigating weird stuff.

What was the name of that show?

Can you stop talking

about old tv shows for five

minutes?!

It'll come to me.

The garbage island that

you're standing on is man-made,

caused by a combination of

illegal and accidental dumping.

The countries of the world

banded together to stop the

illegal dumping.

But the trash that was

already there-- No one knew

what to do.

There was too much of it.

Cleanup was impossible.

They released an experimental

plastic-eating bacterium in an

attempt to destroy the trash.

It didn't work.

At least, not the way they

planned.

The bacterium mutated the

garbage-- Turned it into a

toxic ecological nightmare.

That explains the giant

birds-- And maybe even the

island moving by itself.

That's just the beginning of

the weird.

If only we had power

rings, like on that show that I

can't remember the name of.

They could harness their rings

with the power to recycle--

Or clean power...Or something.

Anyways, it was awesome.

You're not listening to me, are

you?

Nobody's ever listening

to you.

Rozum was worried about

his sister.

Did you find her?

She's here, but she's injured

and needs medical attention.

No problem.

Let's get the survivors off the

island.

No one is

going anywhere.

The humans cannot be allowed to

leave.

Nobody mentioned the

garbage could talk!

I was working up to it.

The flow of

trash has stopped.

We were promised sustenance.

We must have more garbage.

We can discuss this,

negotiate something.

But first we have to take the

people off the island.

The humans

will not be allowed to leave.

We will hold the humans prisoner

until the flow of trash resumes.

Should've known this would be

trouble.

Nothing that smells this bad can

be good.

NRG!

Get those people on

the rustbucket-- Now!

Slippery pile of trash,

aren't you?

Gotcha!

Sustenance!

Who? Me?

This is getting us

nowhere.

Fall back!

I'll put the

rustbucket on autopilot.

Even Ben couldn't crash it.

No need.

I can fly plumber craft.

Really?

Once the survivors are safe

on land, we'll come back for

you-- In eight hours.

Six hours if we're lucky.

I...Don't like it.

You should come with us.

We'll be okay.

I wish I could believe that.

I want to believe.

Come on!

Am I the only one who sees this?

Nobody else watches television

but me?

The monster's somewhere

on this island.

We have to flush it out, find a

way to trap it.

Tennyson, can you hear me?

Agent Locke?

>> The situation has changed.

We've already reached land.

That's impossible.

In atmosphere, you're at least

three hours away.

We're looking at

San Francisco right now.

The garbage vortex is

moving.

>> Moving fast.

It's minutes away from making

landfall on the west coast of

the United States.

If the humans

will not give us the sustenance

we need, then we will get it

from the source.

We were wrong.

The monster wasn't on the

island.

The monstwas the

island.

Sustenance!

We must have more garbage!

We will take what we need!

This is a disaster.

The ecological impact of this

toxic monster in the middle of a

city--

Still not seeing how

this is like that old cartoon?

Really?

Aah!

Everybody stand clear!

Things are about to get big!

Way big!

Aah!

We have to help Ben.

Not much we can do

from down here.

Then let's not be down

here.

Agent Locke, bring the

rustbucket to me.

Copy that.

Laser cannons are armed and

hot.

Yeah, I thought I'd go

with some of my add-ons.

We're hit! Engines are down!

You are the worst

driver.

I'm just glad I could

help.

The only thing that

can move the trash is what

created it in the first place.

So I gotta make some waves!

Once

again, peace is restored to the

planet, thanks in no small part

to the efforts of our hero,

Kevin Levin.

And friends.

I'm gonna go see if I can get

the engines started.

So, I shot all that

garbage into the sun.

Problem solved, right?

I hope so.

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