Evil's Encore

Ben 10: Omniverse - Season 3 - Episode 10Setting: Plumber Headquarters

Dr. Animo: Such skill. Who else could perform such a delicate operation and under these primitive conditions? It's just a travesty he's so under appreciated. Now, now. The respect of you, my peers, is all that I require... That and the complete and utter destruction of The Plumbers, especially that snot-nosed punk, Ben Tennyson! Well, it's an honor just to watch you work. You are a true genius, Dr. Animo. Oh, do go on. Get lost, Tennyson! You're jeopardizing my entire operation! Can't you see how important my work is?

Ben Tennyson: [ Yawns ]

Dr. Animo: That's right, hero. Pay no attention to "crazy" Dr. Animo. He's no threat. No threat at all! [ Laughs maniacally ] Soon, I will use The Plumbers' own headquarters to cast a glorious mutant glow over the entire planet. Oh, I know what you're thinking. "Dr. Animo, isn't this the same plan that Tennyson foiled years ago?" How dare you question me? Don't you think I've learned from my past mistakes? Well, I have! I remember it all like it was only yesterday...

Setting: Mt. Rushmore, 5 years ago.

Young Gwen Tennyson: There it is.

Young Ben Tennyson: Whoa! Rushmore looks great. You can't even tell it's a hologram.

Max Tennyson: That's because it's not. Since you fought Malware here, the reconstruction has been finished.

Young Gwen Tennyson: If we keep Ben away from it, everything should be fine.

Young Ben Tennyson: Hey, last time I didn't wreck anything.

Young Gwen Tennyson: Yeah, but the time before that you destroyed a beloved national monument.

Max Tennyson: Eh, she does have a point, Ben. You do overdo it sometimes.

Young Ben Tennyson: Eh... Nope, that doesn't sound like me.

Dr. Animo: Let's not make it too easy on them, shall we, my long-necked beauties?

[ Tires screech ]

Max Tennyson: Hold on for a bit of a bump.

[ Ben and Gwen groan ]

Young Ben Tennyson: Enough is enough!

[ Beep ]

(Ben transforms into Eye Guy)

Young Eye Guy: Oh, yeah! That quack is about to get an eye-full of trouble!

Max Tennyson: Just keep Animo busy until we get to Plumber HQ. Now remember... don't overdo it.

Young Gwen Tennyson: Yeah, Ben. Sometimes less is more.

Young Eye Guy: No, it's not! "More" is always more. That's why it's more! [ Laughing [ Duh! Peek-a-boo!

[ Neighing ]

Young Gwen Tennyson: Do you need glasses or something? Quit messing around up there!

Young Eye Guy: Whoa! [ Groans ]

Young Gwen Tennyson: Nice job, doofus. Just what the Rust Bucket needed. A sunroof.

Max Tennyson: We're here. Everybody hold on.

Dr. Animo: Aahhhh!

Young Eye Guy: Hey, doc? Nah-nah-nah nah-nah-nah [ Groans ] Whoa! I didn't even see it coming. Now, that's eye... ronic.

[ Snorts ]

Dr. Animo: [ Groans ]

[ Chirping ]

Dr. Animo: Mwah!

[ Beeping ]

[ Roars ]

Young Eye Guy: Payback time! I know what you're gonna say.

[ Omnitrix powers down ]

Young Ben Tennyson: Aw, man! Without Eye Guy's, we're giraffe chow.

Max Tennyson: Not necessarily.

Young Gwen Tennyson: [ Grunts ] Yo, stretch! Over here!

Max Tennyson: Here I am. Come and get me!

Young Ben Tennyson: Oh, sure, after I wore it out.

Young Gwen Tennyson: Wait. Where's Animo?

Max Tennyson: Oh, that's trouble.

[ Monitor beeping ]

Dr. Animo: Time to go to work, my children.

[ All chirping ]

[ Whirring, beeping ]

Young Ben Tennyson: What do you think Animo's up to?

Max Tennyson: I don't know, Ben. And that's what worries me.

[ Alarm blaring ]

Young Ben Tennyson: Hey, we're not intruders! What gives?

Max Tennyson: Emergency security shutdown... Verbal authorization. Tennyson, Maxwell 12-27-0-5.

[ Computer beeping ]

Max Tennyson: Animo.

All: Aah!

[ Computer beeping ]

[ All grunting ]

Young Gwen Tennyson: Ben, get your stinky feet out of my face!

Young Ben Tennyson: This is no day at the beach for me, either!

Max Tennyson: We're being moved to a detention cell. We have to make our break now!

Young Ben Tennyson: [ Straining [ I can't reach the Omnitrix.

Max Tennyson: [ Straining ] Wait. I think I can.

[ Beep ]

(Ben transforms into Wildmutt)

Max Tennyson: Ow! Claws, Ben. Easy with the claws!

Young Gwen Tennyson: Oh, try not to slobber so much!

Max Tennyson: [ Groan ]

Young Gwen Tennyson: Oh-ha-ho! Dog drool!

Young Wildmutt: [ Snickers ]

[ Computer beeping ]

Max Tennyson: The security system isn't even responding to a manual override.

[ Beeping, crackling ]

Max Tennyson: Aahhh!

Young Gwen Tennyson: Grandpa!

Young Wildmutt: [ Whimpers ]

Max Tennyson: Aah, I'm okay, Ben. Just a little...

Dr. Animo: Shocked? That little joy buzzer was courtesy of my latest creation, Technobugs... Common earwigs augmented with my own special technology to give me full control over this facility's electronic and computer systems.

Max Tennyson: Plumber Headquarters just became our enemy.

Young Wildmutt: [ Growls ]

Max Tennyson: What do you want, Animo?

Dr. Animo: Just to borrow the Plumber satellites long enough to blanket the Earth with my latest Transmutator ray. Is that a problem?

Max Tennyson: You'll never get past the security code.

Dr. Animo: Oh, my Technobugs are already busy as bees working on it. Oh, and Ben? Nee-nee-nee nee-nee-nee.

Young Gwen Tennyson: Merchus Veridactus!

Max Tennyson: No time for that, Ben.

Young Wildmutt: [ Whimpers ]

Max Tennyson: We have to get up to the satellite master control room, asap.

Young Wildmutt: [ Sniffs, barks ]

Max Tennyson: Yes, yes. What is it, boy? Someone in trouble?

Plumber Female: Magister Tennyson. Thank goodness you're here. Dr. Animo is in the facility.

Max Tennyson: We'll get you out of there.

Young Wildmutt: [ Growls ]

[ Alarm blares ]

[ Omnitrix powers down ]

Young Ben Tennyson: [ Gasps ]

Plumber Female: Don't worry about us, sir. Tech support is on the way. Anmo is the priority.

Young Ben Tennyson: Yeah, priority beat-down.

Driba: Who called tech support?

Blukic: And how come you're all cabled to the wall?

Driba: Well, there's your problem.

Young Gwen Tennyson: Camera Oblitera!

Max Tennyson: Animo has the freight platform locked up on the main floor.

Young Gwen Tennyson: So, how are we gonna get up there?

[ Grunting ]

Young Ben Tennyson: You had to ask.

Max Tennyson: The cargo lift!

Young Gwen Tennyson: We're too far up. We've got nowhere to go.

[ Beep ]

(Ben transforms into Wildvine)

Young Gwen Tennyson: Really? "Mr. Salad" to the rescue?

Young Wildvine: Don't blame me. Blame the Omnitrix!

[ Both gasp ]

[ Vines straining ]

[ Max, Gwen yelling ]

[ All groaning ]

Young Gwen Tennyson: Turning us into human spit-wads? That seemed like a good idea to you?

Young Wildvine: Well, it got us up here quick, didn't it? Um, do I seem taller to you guys now?

[ Whirring ]

Dr. Animo: They are annoyingly tenacious. It appears I must be more creative if I am going to slow them down.

Young Gwen Tennyson: It's gonna be tough to get to Animo in time to stop his plan when everything between us and him is a potential obstacle.

Max Tennyson: Well, maybe Animo only controls the systems he knows about.

Young Wildvine: uh, what do you mean, Grandpa?

Max Tennyson: There's a group of drones that were decommissioned when the base's defenses were last upgraded. They might not appear on the current security grid. With a little luck, they'll delay Animo long enough until we get there.

[ Alarm blaring ]

Young Wildvine: Ha! A fire drill? How lame can you get? Am I right, guys? Uh... guys?

[ Both choking ]

Young Wildvine: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What's wrong?

Max Tennyson: The flame retardant... Designed to choke off a fire's air supply.

Young Gwen Tennyson: [ Chocking ] And... ours.

Young Wildvine: Don't panic. Wildvine will get you out of here.

[ Chocking ]

[ Computer beeping ]

Dr. Animo: Does my genius know no bounds?

[ Beeping ]

[ Computer beeping ]

Dr. Animo: Nope! It doesn't look like it.

[ Drones approaching ]

Dr. Animo: Friends of Tennyson's, I presume?

[ Omnitrix powers down ]

[ All choking ]

Young Ben Tennyson: Uh, grandpa, why did the tunnel just turn into a giant blender?

Max Tennyson: It's a rapid ventilation system to clear smoke from a potential fire. Don't worry. The two new Galvan techs assured me they installed an emergency exit.

[ Beeping ]

Young Gwen Tennyson: You mean that?

Max Tennyson: Ooh, I'm beginning to think those guys aren't the brightest stars in the galaxy.

[ Compuer beeping ]

Young Ben Tennyson: I'm gonna have to bulk up to get past that thing. Uh, Four Arms or maybe Way Big.

Young Gwen Tennyson: Step aside, overkill. I'll show you how a little can go a long way. Vortress Nebulae!

Max Tennyson: Way to use the old brain-pan, Gwen.

Young Gwen Tennyson: [ Blows raspberry ]

Young Ben Tennyson: [ Blows raspberry ]

Dr. Animo: Did you really believe you could win a game of wits with Dr. Aloysius J. Animo?

Young Ben Tennyson: Give it up, Animo. You're outnumbered, three against one.

Dr. Animo: Poor Benjamin. Math never was your strong suit.

[ Drones whirring ]

Max Tennyson: He's commandeered the security drones.

Dr. Animo: "Commandeered"? No. Mutated! I'd really like to stay and watch your demise, but I have pressing matters to attend to.

[ Beep ]

(Ben transforms into Diamondhead)

Young Diamondhead: Diamondhead! Now we're talking! You guys stop Animo. I'll deal with these junkyard bugs.

Dr. Animo: Any second, I will have unlocked The Plumbers' satellite control codes. Finally, I can bestow my greatest gift upon humanity... Mass mutation!

Young Gwen Tennyson: Don't count your mutations before they're... mutated. [ Sighs ] I've been hanging around Ben too long.

[ Chirping ]

Max Tennyson: [ Grunts ]

Dr. Animo: Your efforts are futile! You shall not defeat Dr. Animo!

Max Tennyson: [ Straining ] Gwen!

Young Gwen Tennyson: On it! Huh?

[ All chirping ]

Young Gwen Tennyson: Okay, that's way freaky.

Young Diamondhead: I'm guessing you guys never got the "less is more" speech?

Young Gwen Tennyson: Aah! I don't even like bugs when they're just plain bugs.

[ Whirring, beeping ]

Dr. Animo: Aah! The security code has been broken!

[ Computer whirring ]

Dr. Animo: The satellites are realigning, even as I speak.

Young Diamondhead: Whoa!

[ Omnitrix powers down ]

Dr. Animo: [ Grunting ] You're too late, Benjamin. My Transmutator ray is about to be uploaded and beamed all over the globe. Goodbye, Homo sapiens! Hello, Animo sapiens!

Young Ben Tennyson: [ Sarcastically ] Oh, no! Guess I better just give up.

[ Beep ]

(Ben transforms into Upchuck)

Young Upchuck: Oh! My hand slipped.

Dr. Animo: You'll never learn, will you? Your alien freaks are no match for my genius. Whoa!

Young Upchuck: Ever notice you're the only person who ever calls you a genius?

Young Gwen Tennyson: What are you doing?

Young Upchuck: Not overdoing it, you know, like you've been saying?

Young Gwen Tennyson: Not now! The whole world is about to go mutant! You got to swallow up this problem whole!

Dr. Animo: [ Grunts ]

Young Upchuck: [ Sighs ] I wish you guys would make up your minds!

Dr. Animo: Nooo!

[ Satellite beeping ]

Max Tennyson: The satellites are returning to their normal positioning. Good work, Ben.

Young Gwen Tennyson: Finally, that big mouth of yours came in handy.

Young Upchuck: Ooh, I don't feel so good.

Max Tennyson: Ben, no! You can't spit that out in here. An explosion that size could bring the whole mountain down on top of us!

Young Upchuck: What do I do?

Young Gwen Tennyson: Ugh! Well, toss it soon before it comes out the wrong end!

Young Upchuck: [ Retching ] [ Belches ] Oh, man! Grandpa, we're gonna need another hologram!

[ Birds chirping ]

Dr. Animo: This isn't over, Ben Tennyson!

Young Ben Tennyson: You'll never learn, will you, doc? Your twisted genius is no match for my kick-butt aliens.

Setting: Plumber Headquarters, present time.

Dr. Animo: But this time will be different. The ultimate retribution against Ben Tennyson! No detail overlooked. Every possible contingency accounted for.

[ Chirping ]

Blukic: Ooh, snack time!

Driba: Aww! No fair. I saw it first!

Blukic: [ Chewing ] You snooze, you lose. Mmm-mmm! Metallic... my favorite flavor. Hey, look, a prize!

Driba: [ Groans ] You lucky so-and-so.

Dr. Animo: [ Thinking ] You never learn, will you, doc? Who... Who said that? Who? Very well, then you all shall know my wrath! [ Roaring ]

Driba: What's his deal?

Blukic: Man, beats me. Hey, Animo, what's bugging you?

Dr. Animo: Bugging! Bugging! Bugging! Bugging! [ Screaming ] Bugging, bugging, bugging! B-b-bugging!

[ End of Evil's Encore ]