Rules of Engagement

1x28 - Rules of Engagement [ Alarm ringing ] [ Shing! ] [ Pitter! ] Fistina: Tennyson I will crush you! XLR8: Get a grip, Fistina! [ grunts ] XLR8: Ha! Fistina: Stand still! XLR8: How about I just vortex away all the air around you till you lose consciousness? Fistina: Seriously? [ Laughs ] Inside this, you think I need air? Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh! [ Rattle! ] Rook: Well done, Ben. Now to take her in. It should only take a moment. [ Grunts ] XLR8: Is she even going to fit in the truck? She's huge! Fistina: Huge?! I am not huge. For an Acrosian, I am quite dainty. Rook: Ben, look out! [ Whiffle! ] XLR8: Ugh! Yow! [ Clangs ] Fistina: Oh, very effective, Plumber. [ grunting ] Ben: Why'd you knock over that jewelry store, anyway? Fistina: I adore pretty things such as you, little man. I like the way you move. [ Horn honks in distance ] Ben: Huh. Julie's back in town. Why didn't she call? Rook: Something to ponder after we deliver the prisoner. Ben: Hey, Fistina, you in any hurry? Fistina: No, I have a nice view. Ben: Just one stop, Rook. Fistina: Rook, Rook a wonderful name. Rook: Be silent. [ Beeps ] [ grunting ] [ Camera shutter clicking ] [ French accent ] Excellent, Julie. Effortless. You are even better on the hard court! [ Vehicle approaches ] [ gasps ] Ben: Hey, Julie! [ Grunts ] Ugh! Why didn't you tell me you were home? Julie: I've been busy, you know, living my life and all. How are you? [ Speaking french ] Ben: Dude, my girlfriend and I are talking here. Who is this guy? Julie: He's HervÃ©, my new boyfriend. Ben: Huh? 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 Ben: Your new boyfriend? Julie, how could you? Julie: I'm not the one who broke it off you were. Ben: No, I didn't. Did I? Julie: You do remember the last time we spoke, right? [ Beeping ] [ Grunting ] Ben: No! Sonic stamp! Stamp! Stamp! Stupid "Sumo Slammers" game. [ Grunting continues ] [ Vibrating ] [ Beeps ] Ben: Ohhh! Hey, Julie. No, no, no, not you. [ Grunts ] Ben: Ugh! You're the worst! What? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Here it comes! [ Grunts ] Ben: No! Come on, come on! No! [ Beeps ] I am not ready for the next level. I am paying attention. You're strangling me! Get away from me, you wicked she-beast! This thing just isn't working for me anymore! Ooh. Got you now, Kenko. [ Beeps ] Hmm. Maybe I did break up with you. I was wondering why you never called back. Julie: Uh-huh. But now I've got a boyfriend who puts me first, so Bye. Ben: Julie, wait. Let's talk. All has been said that can be said. After that, what is there left to say? [ Speaking french ] - Ben: Really? This guy? - Julie: You had your chance. Ben: Julie, I said - Blox: wait! - Julie: Make your point, fast. Blox: I promise I'll always put you first unless, you know, the galaxy is in danger like, a whole lot of danger. Oh, come on. I can change! Ben! Oh, thank the Proteans! Come quickly. [ Beeping ] Ben: Ester? The Kraaho need your help! The hot spot is under attack. Ben: Let's go. What are you doing, Ben? Bring your sidekicks. Julie: What? I'm not No argument Gwen and Kevin should come, too. - Julie: Oh! - Oh! Julie: I'm not Gwen. Who are you, then? Can you fight? Julie: I'm considering it. Oh! Ben: Julie, this is Ester. Her tribe is living in undertown these days. Julie: Undertown? More like undertown-adjacent. Hotties only. Julie: Uh-huh. Ben: Julie's my Well, I guess it's complicated right now. It is not so complicated. Fistina: If again you block my view of the pretty blue one, I will mash you like potato! Y-Yes, ma'am. Uh, pardon me. Rook: You are a petty thief. Your attentions are unwarranted and unwanted. Fistina: Look how his nose crinkles. Rook, quit flirting. [ Plink! ] Ben: I said before I'd be a good neighbor, and I'm not about to go back on that. [ Tires screech ] Yeesh. What did this? [ Grunts ] Looma: Ben Tennyson, my beloved! Ben: Princess Looma? Looma: Ben Tennyson! [ Grunts ] Good battle, beloved. Ben: Ohh. - Hey! - Rook: I am much too warm. My fur is a proven liability here. Get her, Ben! Come on! [ Grunts ] - Julie: "Beloved"? - Rook: More accurately, "betrothed. " [ grunts ] Ohh. Ben's engaged to that? Looma: Aha! Ohh. Ben: Sorry, Looma, but whatever this tantrum's about Armodrillo: Armodrillo's gonna stop it! Looma: Oh! Back at ya! [ grunting ] Quit trashing everything! Looma: But I need a good one! I was wrong to ask your fiancÃ© for help. As leader of the tribe, it's up to me to stop you. Looma: Leader? Ooh, that's the best one. [ Laughing ] Tickles! You guys, stop! Armodrillo: Ugh! Ohh, this isn't working. [ grunting ] [ Beeping ] Ben: Julie! [ gasps ] Ben: Just what the heck do you think you're doing?! Looma: I'm planning our wedding, beloved. Ben: You'll wreck an entire village for that? Looma: Oh, at least. It's Tetramandian custom that the bride-to-be must collect four items something conquered, something bruised, something severed, and something blue. Ben: Looma, you need to put this right. Looma: Well, even at a royal wedding, there should be something of the groom's side. And I thought conquering the whole Earth would be really ostentatious. - Ben: You're hurting people! - Looma: Mm-hmm. I thought one of these Kraaho, who you already defeated, could be something conquered. But the steamy little runts aren't that easy to corner! You obnoxious [ Grunting ] Looma: Ooh! Something blue. Rook: Princess, I am a Plumber, not a wedding favor. Looma: Now you can be both. Fistina: Little Rook! [ Rumbling ] Julie: Ugh. Just how many girls are in your life? Ben: At this point, I haven't got a clue. Julie: Uh-huh. Fistina: You will be flat! Looma: And you'll pay for forcing me to fight another girl If you call this a fight! You have strength, but no skill! Ha! - Something severed. - Ben: Looma, you can't Looma: Of course I can! I'm the bride. Ben: Well, if you won't listen to reason [ Beep ] Humungousaur: maybe you'll listen to Humungousaur! [ Roars ] Looma: Not now, beloved. It's bad luck for us to injure each other before the wedding. [ grunting ] Hey! No! No, no, no! You will let go of Julie, tout de suite! Looma: What are you supposed to be? Ooh, a photographer! Oh! Aah! [ All screaming ] Looma: Good battle, Ben. [ Beep ] Ben: Ohh. Ohh. Sorry, neighbors. Fistina: Tennyson, Rook has been taken! Ben: I'd have a chance of catching her if some great big if some dainty little Acrosian waif hadn't massacred Rook's truck. - Fistina: I massacre from love! - Ben: Right. [ Beep ] [ laughs ] Fix, fix, fix! Fix! Fix, fix, fix! Fix! Done, done, done! [ Beeping ] Ben: This'll do. Ohh! Fistina: Forward! - Ben: Look, Fistina - Fistina: You look. My fist calls to me. I will track the runaway bride. Ben: In that case here comes the groom. [ Tires screech ] Julie: Now I know how Santa's toys feel. Rook: I am still recuperating. Could whoever it is kindly remove your elbow from my kidney? Sorry, Rook. Still working on these knots. - Julie: Anyone seen my gym bag? - Zut alors! That Ben is the stinker. If it were not for him Julie: You know, HervÃ©, Ben never asked to be a hero, but at the end of the day, he does a lot of good, so cut him a break. Eh, oh, ah. [ Grunts ] You sure you're broken up with him? [ Tires screeching ] [ Birds chirping ] [ Doorbell ringing ] [ Door creaks ] Looma: Is Ben Tennyson your son? - Yes? - Looma: Mother! I am Princess Looma Red Wind. I come with a gift. Uh, Carl, we have a guest. Looma Red Wind? Ben's never mentioned you. [ Grunting ] Ohh! Looma: But I am his fiancÃ©. I have brought the customary offering. If you don't have a holding pen, I can have them stuffed and mounted. Julie: Whew! It was getting close in there. Looma: Mother, they're getting away. Forgive me. Oh, hi, Julie. It's been a while. Julie: Hey, Mrs. Tennyson. Sandra. I'm confused. Aren't you Ben's girlfriend? Looma: What? I have a rival?! [ Vehicle approaching ] [ Tires screech ] Go away, beloved. You cannot be here. Fistina: That is a very strange female. Ben: Can I pick 'em or what? [ Beep ] Looma: Aah! [ Grunting ] Ballweevil: Mom, you should probably go inside. Looma: Yes. We'll be in shortly. [ Plink! ] Ballweevil: Are you completely out of your mind?! - This ritual is over. - Looma: It is [ Grunts ] [ Ballweevil squeaks ] - until I destroy this human insect! - Julie: Watch it, bridezilla. [ muffled shouting ] Ohh! Looma: Bad enough I have to put down my own rival. Me a Princess! If any of you interfere, your puny planet won't survive my fury! Rook: You would not attack a helpless female. Julie: I'm not completely helpless. [ Whistles ] Ship, ship, ship! Ship, ship! [ Growls ] Julie: Ship, battle mode! Good boy. Julie, this is no time to be putting on the dog. Looma: Little fool! Aah! [ grunting ] Julie, be careful! [ Grunting ] Julie: Sic her, Ship! Fistina: Good fist. Hurrah! Change back! Ballweevil: Can't! Rook: Then detonate the stickyball! Ballweevil: And my parents' house with it?! Looma: Ohh! Huh? [ Camera shutter clicking ] Julie: Ohh! [ Groans ] Whoa! [ Beeping ] Looma: One moment, and the gifting ritual can resume. Julie: Aah! Ballweevil: Julie! Looma: Ohh! [ Groans ] [ Car alarms blaring ] [ groans ] [ Beep ] Ben: Ohh. Did it work? [ Birds chirping ] Looma: I am no longer worthy of Ben Tennyson's hands. From this moment forth, you are his betrothed. - Julie: Wha - Huh? Looma: Tell your mother for me, Ben. I couldn't bear to see her disappointment. Ben: [ strained ] Sure thing. Rook: The Princess is taking defeat better than I had imagined. Ben: Ohh. Looma: Next time I see you, I'll crush your skull like an egg. [ Creak! ] That more like it? Ship, ship, ship! [ laughs ] Hey, Ship! Guess that's one I owe you for a change. So, you want to go over to Mr. Smoothy's? Julie: Look, Ben, just because I saved your butt doesn't mean we're soul mates. [ chuckles ] Okay, I see that. Friends? Julie: Always. See you around, Ben. Do you want a Mr. Smoothy? I would prefer Fruit n' Smoothy. Mr. Smoothy tastes like feet to me. [ laughs ] Thank you! Ben: She doesn't like Mr. Smoothy? - Women I'll never understand them. - Rook: No, you will not. I got to go lots of cleanup at home. - Ben: Let me help. - You better! B-T-W, I happen to love Mr. Smoothy. Fistina: Little Rook? And now we go off together, ja? Rook: Fistina, there is something I have been wanting to say to you since our eyes first met this morning. Fistina: Mm? Rook: You are under arrest. [ gasps ] [ Handcuffs ratchet ]