Have I Got a Deal for You

Get him! Come on! Hit him harder! Smash him good! Whoo! Just hand me your new Omnimatrix, Ben Tennyson, and this can all be over.

Well, sure.

Since you asked so nicely.

Oh, geez.

Don't mention it.

Say there, my good fellow, could I interest you in Ma'am, I can see that a lovely creature such as yourself Not interested.

My apologies, sir.

Ooh.

Why, it looks to me that you may be in need of a What has so distracted you poor suckers? Jackpot.

Last chance for you to quit while you're ahead.

Last chance for you to keep your head.

That was like a joke, but smaller.

This isn't over! Looks to me like is! Congratulations, my boy! I saw what you just did.

Wonderful! Wonderful.

Yes, indeed.

Absolutely superlative.

But if you want to prevent that run-down feeling after transforming from beast to boy, what you need is a bottle of Professor Hokestar's miracle elixir! Who with the what, now? 1x05 - Have I Got a Deal for You 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 This is the opportunity of a lifetime! Professor Blarney T.

Hokestar's miracle elixir will change everything! Yeah thanks, but no, thanks.

And how about you, my friends? Do you, too, doubt the voracity of my fantastic formula's amazing attributes? What's that you say? What's that? You demand a brief demonstration? Get a job, ya bum! Then might I have an able-bodied volunteer from the audience? If you please, somebody? Anybody? Uh, I-I'll do it.

Excellent, my boy.

Splendid.

A perfect specimen.

Yes, indeed.

Now, just for clarity's sake, we've never met before, have we? N-No, boss I-I mean, professor.

We have not.

And your name, my good sir? They call me Plugg Solid Plugg.

Yeah, of course you are, dear boy.

And now, are you ready to have your world forever transformed? Sure.

Why not? Just sprinkle a few drops of my miracle elixir on your scalp, rub vigorously, and in a mere matter of moments voilÃ¡Â ! A rich, full head of flowers! Yes, yes.

And not even in season, don't you know.

Uh, um, yeah, um, uh it is a miracle.

I was bald merely moments ago, and now, forsooth, I am not.

Now, who will be the next among you to partake of my miracle elixir, huh? Only two taydens a bottle.

Oh, not bad.

- I'll take one.

- I'll take two.

As you can see, my boy, business is booming.

Doesn't prove a thing.

Like they say, there's one born every minute.

Oh, well, t there's nothing I appreciate better than the challenge of a hard sell.

Allow me to try and change your tiny mind, hmm? You're wasting your time.

But it's my time to waste, now, isn't it? Welcome, welcome, welcome to Professor Blarney T.

Hokestar's extraterrestrial emporium, lad.

If you cannot find it here, it probably doesn't exist.

Seems like it's just a bunch of old second-rate Where did you get this "Sumo Slammers" action figure?! I've never seen one like it before.

Special limited edition only available from the concessionaires of Budokan.

Fewer than 100 ever made.

If you like it, it's yours, my boy, with my compliments.

Why so generous? Oh, it wouldn't be the worst thing in the universe to have a one-man superhero team as a spokesman for my elixir, now, would it? I guess you and your stuff may look kind of weird, but it all seems harmless enough.

Let me think about it.

Oh, that's all I ask, my lad.

How'd it go, professor? Did you get him? Patience, Plugg.

He'll come around.

Rook.

You there? It's Ben.

How did it go with sunder? Quick.

He had to catch a flight.

Hey, can you look up a Professor Blarney T.

Hokestar on the extranet? Certainly.

Professor Blarney T.

Hokestar an intergalactic flimflam man.

The plumbers don't consider him a threat.

Why do you ask? Long story.

I just ran into him.

I guess it's not that long.

Well, should you need backup I promise I'll call you.

Later.

Huh? Ben Tennyson? I've been looking for you.

Yeah? Well, you just found me.

You're the guy that turns into different aliens, right, dude? Saving the universe is your thing.

Uh-Huh.

Then you, of all people, should care that Hokestar's holding a poor, harmless alien hostage! Keeping it in deplorable conditions, milking it for that so-called "professor's" so-called "miracle elixir," man! Did you say "milking"? Professor? You home? Nobody here.

We'll have to come back later.

Dude, you just can't give up.

There's a captive creature in there, and it needs our help! Like, right now! You'd better be right.

Sweet! We really shouldn't be in here.

So try not to touch anything, okay? What did I tell you? This place is a horror show.

Eh.

More like a sideshow.

But it sure is creepy.

That, I'll give you.

So, where's this poor captive creature that you're so worried about? Aah! Whoa! Never mind.

I think I found it.

Meet the Screegit one of the most endangered species in the whole universe.

Aww! It's adorable! Who's a cute widdle guy? You are! Yes, you are! Hey, man.

That's not cool.

Don't talk down to him.

Sorry.

What's with the energy globe? This.

- O-Kay.

That's disgusting.

- I know, right?! Hokestar's using and abusing this poor creature for profit.

All of nature's creatures deserve to know what freedom looks like! Free the Screegit! Free the Screegit! Freeze, you miserable miscreants! Move a muscle, and I will blast you where you What did you do?! Egads! He just ran right out in front of me! I-I-I-I-I-I didn't mean to! I, uh Whoa! That was a rush! My boy, oh, I-I cannot begin to make proper amends for my accidental act of minor mayhem.

I You can start by putting that thing away! Oh, yes, yes.

Now, if I might be so bold as to ask what precisely are you two rapscallions doing in my ship in the first place? You know perfectly well who I am and what I'm doing here.

Eh refresh my memory.

- I'm Pax, alien-rights activist.

- Wait.

What? And we're here to free the poor Screegit from its life of torment.

Torment?! My boy, I am merely doing the Screegit a kindness.

Like Earth cows, the milk in its system needs to be relieved with startling regularity.

What kind of fools do you take us for? What are my options? Uh, Pax, was it? This Screegit thing does seem pretty happy.

More like a pet, really, than a hostage.

What's the difference? For one, I treat the Screegit as if he were my own kin.

You keep your family locked up in a cage?! I think It is for his own safety, of course and ours.

You know, I was You you can't do this! It's, like, a travesty, man! It's not up to you, radical! All right, fine! Ignore this! Until I know what's what, the Screegit's coming with me! - No! - No! - Every creature belongs to itself! - Give me that back! No! No! Gimme! It's mine! Not again! Nuh-Uh! What the boss wants, the boss gets! You're gonna be really sorry you did that.

Tickles.

Just my luck.

My turn.

All yours, tough guy.

Hang in there.

Get back here, Ben Tennyson! Solid Plugg's not finished with you! You have no idea what you're doing, my boy! - Bring back the Screegit! - No, no! Free the Screegit! Yeah, I'm on my way in right now, Rook, and I've got some rare Screegit with me.

You have a Screegit?! On Earth?! Well, I took it from a couple of aliens for safekeeping.

It's no big Huh? Whoa! What just happened?! The galaxy's cutest fuzzball is suddenly looking a lot less cute.

The Screegit's not just rare.

It's incredibly dangerous.

You don't say.

I'm on my way.

W-where's the Screegit? First start by telling me what happened to it.

I have no idea.

I mean, Screegits usually only react like this in a nitrogen-filled environment, but you earthlings breathe oxygen.

Surprise! Earth's atmosphere has nitrogen in it, too, pal.

- Well, why didn't you tell me?! - Why didn't you ask?! It's not the sort of thing that just comes up in conversation.

"Oh, hi.

My name's Ben.

My atmosphere is rich in nitrogen.

How's yours?" Please you got to stop it.

Without hurting it! Yeah.

Sure.

So, what now, man? So, I track him down and capture him, man! Come on, Fasttrack.

Why are you a vulpimancer? I don't know, man.

I'd never ride a fellow being.

It's degrading.

This is not right.

I tell you, man, this day just keeps getting weirder and weirder.

Oh, man! It smashed right through those tracks! And that makes the problem substantially worse.

Oh, come on.

Seriously? Are those keys in your pocket? Sorry, dude! All right, Omnitrix, I need something big to stop that train.

You hear me? Juryrigg? How does this help anybody?! Grey matter?! Seriously? Oh, come on, already! Oh, is this gonna hurt.

Awesome! - Glad you enjoyed it so much.

- So, what do we do now? Use your noodle, my boy.

You're a segmentasapien.

Is that what I am? I mean so? So? I have met your kind before! If you transform your body to surround the Screegit in an airtight shell and allow me to vacuum away the nitrogen, the little dickens should revert to a more containable size.

Okay.

Stay back and let me deal with king fuzzyface.

I'll yell when I'm ready for you.

I am at your beck and call.

Just remember it's an innocent, harmless creature! Tell that to the transit authority.

Hey! Droolmeister! That's far enough.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, Ow, ow, ow! Still ow! Ow! Less ow.

Ow.

This is not gonna be easy.

Sorry to have to do this to you, big fella.

But No! As a duly deputized agent of extraterrestrials for the ethical treatment of aliens, I cannot allow you to harm the Screegit! Hey! I'm on your side, man! Quick, now! Before the cursed creature becomes too big to contain! I'm working as fast as I can, here.

Please! Leave him alone! Now, professor! Now! On my way, my boy! Hurry! Can't keep this up much longer.

Professor? It's over, my lad.

You can let go of it now.

There you are, precious.

Back to your rightful form.

No! The Screegit must run free! Free the Screegit! Does this guy ever quit? Free the Ooh! We will take possession of the creature now, thank you very much.

Go ahead! Lock me away! Then I'll get to experience how my caged alien brethren and sister-en feel.

So it's a happy ending for everyone.

Indeed! And now, with your kind permission, gentlemen, I shall take my Screegit and be Handcuffed to that nutjob for a year if you so much as think about touching that Screegit.

Screegit? W-w-w-what Screegit? Never heard of the thing before in my life.

No, indeed.

Now, if you'll forgive my hasty departure, pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Looking forward to your endorsement of my products, Ben Tennyson! - Yeah, like that'll happen.

- Duh boss? The professor's motives, I can understand.

That Pax fellow not so much.

He means well.

Which makes him even more dangerous.

Hmm.

Boss! Don't leave Plugg! Plugg can't go back to the hoosegow! Razzle-frazzle red-spot plumbers!

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