The Frogs of War: Part 1

Ben: What's with this traffic?! [ Omnitrix beeping .]

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

Ben: What? Oh, you mean "fiddling" with my Omnitrix? Rook: That, as well.

Perhaps you should find an alternate method of calming yourself.

Ben: I'm perfectly calm.

[ beeping stops .]

Hey! What's the holdup?! [ rumbling .]

1x26 - The Frogs of War, part 1 [ people gasping .]

[ indistinct shouting .]

[ screams .]

[ roars .]

Rook: I did not expect that.

Ben: It's like every alien in undertown suddenly has someplace they got to be.

[ clanking .]

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 They're coming! The Incurseans! No one is safe! You're next! You're next! Ben: What do you think, Rook? Do we believe him? Rook: Earth would position the Incurseans to take the entire galaxy.

It is quite possible even likely.

Ben: The whole galaxy? Guess we can stop worrying what the Incurseans have been after all along.

[ rumbling .]

[ people screaming .]

[ people gasping .]

[ screams .]

Aliens! Aliens are living among us! [ elevator bell dings .]

Come on, guys! Let's go! This is not a drill! This is not a drill! Max: Now looks like the rumors are true.

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

Ben: And that's a direct course for some smackdown! Max: This isn't a street brawl, Ben.

We're gearing up for a war.

[ computer beeping .]

[ revving .]

Planetary shields online.

Rook: Shields will only slow them down.

Ben: I can't just sit on my hands waiting to do something! Max: You won't be.

[ computer beeps .]

I need you to deal with a more immediate threat.

[ sirens wailing .]

[ indistinct shouting .]

Harangue: 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.

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

" Max: More like "we're scared.

" We need to calm their fears before we end up fighting a war on two fronts.

Ben: 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.

Max: You're a hero and a celebrity.

They'll listen to you.

[ indistinct shouting .]

Ben: Oh, come on! A banana?! Really?! Harangue: Ben Tennyson! The people demand answers! How long have you been a traitor to your species?! Ben: Uh who with the what, now? Harangue: Are you out to destroy humanity or merely enslave it? Ben: That's not I mean, hey! Harangue: On a scale of 1 to and 10 being complete obliteration of the space-time continuum how dangerous is this alien population? Ben: 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.

Milleous: 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! [ fly buzzing .]

[ croaks .]

Why do they not respond? Attea: Hello! Planetary shield blocking all communication! Conquer worlds much? Milleous: 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.

[ elevator bell dings .]

Psychobos: Do I detect a hint of daddy issues, highest commander? Attea: [ ribbits .]

Oh, I got daddy issues, Psychobos crawdaddy issues! Ben: 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! [ Omnitrix beeping .]

[ Omnitrix whirring .]

Randomizer function activated.

Ben: Randomizer function? What's tha [ people screaming .]

Waybig: Sorry.

My bad.

Everything's fine now.

See? Nrg: Aaaaaah! [ gasping .]

It was an accident! I swear! You're still perfectly safe around aliens.

Although you might want to back away from the radiation.

Waterhazard: Oh, man! Harangue: Is there no end to the one-man alien rampage that is Ben Tennys [ groans .]

Waterhazard: Oops.

[ sirens wail .]

Attea: We got a hole! Now, celebrated calaveras legion, go! Snap up Earth like it's some kind of sugar bug! [ ribbits .]

Waterhazard: So, remember, when you hear "alien," think "helpful, heroic" hot buttered biscuits! Incoming! [ people screaming .]

[ grunts .]

So, how about randomizing me something useful? Astrodactyl: Now, that's more like it! [ squawks .]

Bring it on, froggies.

[ squawks .]

I got a whole arsenal of alien heroes.

Snare-Oh: Oh, man.

I can't even remember what this one does.

Oh, yeah right! Wh-o-o-o-oa! Whoa! [ screaming .]

Attea: Nobody touches Ben Tennyson.

He's mine.

[ beep .]

Rath: Lemme tell ya somethin', Incursean space fighter! Rath will clip your wings, starting from the inside and working his way out! [ grunts .]

Rath isn't goin' down, gravity ancient evil force of nature! This time, you're the one that's goin' [ beep .]

Uh-oh! Ben: Come on! Come on! Aaaah! [ grunts .]

Thanks for the save.

So, how come you're flying away from the fight? Rook: Magister Tennyson has ordered that I return you to the - base for your own safety.

- Ben: I'm handling things! Rook: In your culture, the gesture of flailing one's arms and plummeting helplessly roughly translate to - "I'm handling things"? - Ben: When I do it, yeah.

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

Psychobos: Shall I inform daddy of your progress? Attea: One more word, crab cakes, and you're an appetizer! Milleous: About time! [ feedback .]

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.

[ alarm blaring .]

[ indistinct shouting .]

All planetary defenses have been neutralized.

By the time they knocked out our interstellar communications, the nearest Plumber bases had already gone dark.

Max: So, no backup? What about Ben's malfunctioning Omnitrix? Rest assured, sir, we have our best and brightest on the case.

[ Omnitrix beeping .]

Driba: I think we've finally located the problem.

You've activated the randomizer function.

Ben: Thanks.

I could've guessed that when it said "randomizer function activated"! Blukic: Then our work here is done.

- Ben: Wait! Can you fix it? - Driba: Most definitely.

Blukic: [ groans .]

[ Omnitrix powers down .]

Driba: I'm going to reverse my initial estimate slightly to "most definitely not.

" Ben: Wait, wait, wait! So I'm just gonna randomly switch from alien to alien every time I use the Omnitrix? Blukic: It's a randomizer function.

Driba: [ scoffs .]

The human attention span.

Max: 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.

Ben: I want in.

Max: 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! [ monitor beeping .]

Attea: There you are.

[ all screaming .]

[ monitor beeping .]

Psychobos: The defense forces are escaping, highest commander.

Attea: Let daddy get a few hits in.

We got our own objective and our own backup.

[ people screaming .]

Max: Stay in formation! And fire! [ alarm blaring .]

Milleous: Aww.

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

[ both screaming .]

[ alarm blaring .]

[ grunts .]

Psychobos: This is even easier than the last time I infiltrated this stronghold and I use the term loosely.

[ beeping .]

[ whirring .]

[ croaks .]

Attea: According to my intel, he was supposed to be here! [ ribbits .]

Find Tennyson! And I want him alive! To start out with, anyway.

Rook: Magister Tennyson! My ship has sustained extensive damage! Max: Rook! Don't do it! There has to be another way! Ben: I'm with you, partner.

Floor it! Rook: You stowed away? Ben: Just till I recharged.

It's "blaze of glory" time! Rook: Consider it floored, partner.

Max: Ben! No.

Rook: You were supposed to sneak us aboard as Big Chill.

Bloxx: Change of plans.

Bloxx is better for busting frog legs.

[ beeping .]

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

[ Omnitrix warbles .]

Instant recharge! Way to go, Blukic and Driba! Rook: So, what is your new plan? Ben: Same as always put the hurt on the bad guy.

Humungousaur style! Nanomech: What?! Halt! [ croaks .]

Drop your weapon in the name of the glorious Incursean Aah! [ grunts .]

[ grunts .]

There he is! Stop him! Rook: [ grunts .]

[ beeping .]

Ben: Yee! Next time, will you let me in on your plan before you throw me to the frogs? [ groans .]

Rook: Whatever Blukic and Driba did to your Omnitrix has shortened the duration of your transformations.

I suggest you time them judiciously.

Max: This is for Ben and Rook, you toads! Milleous: Guy's got guts.

I want to see 'em.

Blast that ape! Rook: [ grunts .]

Whoa! Milleous: Intruders! Croak 'em! Ben: I got the three on the right.

[ beep .]

Four Arms: Make that for four on the right.

Get up! [ beeping .]

Ben: On second thought, stay down.

[ crash .]

[ Omnitrix beeps .]

Grandpa! What are you doing?! Max: Ben? You're alive! Ben: Aah! - Milleous: Nufferlon! - Ben: Uh, what? Milleous: I said, "not for long.

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

[ rumbling .]

[ croaks .]

Cease fire! Cease fire! Ben: First rule of Ben warfare never leave the arms free.

[ beep .]

Milleous: I said cea [ crackling .]

[ beeping .]

Ben: [ as Milleous .]

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 [ normal voice .]

Ah, forget it! Boring conversation anyway.

[ intercom beeps .]

Emperor Milleous, what are your orders? - Come in! Come in! - Who's in command? [ beep .]

Attea: 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.

Ben: [ gasps .]

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

[ computer beeping .]

Rook: Why start now? Milleous: [ grunts .]

I only got one plan.

It involves you, a lot of pain, and destruction on a planetary scale.

[ beep .]

Xlr8: Got to catch me first.

Milleous: [ croaking .]

[ grunts .]

[ beeping .]

Ben: Aah! [ grunts .]

Milleous: Nowhere to run now, primate.

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

[ beep .]

Milleous: [ croaks .]

[ beeping .]

Ben: [ groans .]

Aah! [ thud .]

[ groaning .]

Milleous: [ croaks .]

That felt so good, I think I'll do it again! [ beep .]

Crashhopper: Ya-A-A-Hoo! Milleous: [ grunting .]

Crashhopper: Whoo! Ben: [ grunts .]

Milleous: [ croaks .]

Huh? Rook: Emperor Milleous, you are under arrest for assault on a planet with intent to conquer.

Ben: I told you I can handle this! [ Omnitrix powers down .]

[ buzzing .]

But I'll let you wrap things up.

Both: Surrender now! Max: I'm afraid we have you outnumbered.

Attea: Look a little higher.

Now who's outnumbered? Ben: Call off your ships, Attea! Or say goodbye to daddy! - Attea: Go ahead.

I dare you.

- Milleous: Huh? Attea: Daddy, please.

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

Milleous: Here's what's gonna happen, kid.

You're gonna let me go, then you're gonna leave this planet - and never come back.

- Ben: And why would I do that? [ device beeps .]

[ beeping .]

[ whirring .]

Attea: You must have wondered what happened to that mind-control juice I grabbed on Revonnah.

Ben: No.

Maybe.

What? [ roars .]

[ loud thud .]

Ben: Ha! One Waybig.

Psychobos: You nincompoop! It's mutated and feral.

And most importantly Attea: Shh! I want to see his face.

[ rumbling .]

[ roars .]

[ sirens wailing .]

Ben: [ sighs .]

Milleous: I see you anywhere near this system and I mean anywhere my mutated To'kustar pets destroy everyone and everything you ever cared about! Ben: No.

I'm not leaving Earth! Max: Ben, you have to go.

Ben: Grandpa, no! I can't let them win! I never let Vilgax win or Aggregor or Max: Ben.

Ben: I've never backed down, and I'm not about to back down now! Max: Ben! I already thought I'd lost you once today.

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

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

Harangue: 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.

[ beep .]

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

Goodbye, Ben Tennyson And good riddance.

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