The Big Tick


 * Ben Tennyson: (trying to work the Omnitrix) I figured I'd go XLR8 and hit that burger place in Casper to pick up a double cheeseburger with pickles, but it looks like I'm stuck here.
 * Gwen Tennyson: Ben, Yellowstone happens to be one of the coolest places around. Just hang out and appreciate it.
 * Grandpa Max: Gwen's right. And we can live right off the land. (lifts up a log) Mmm, grub worms. (eats a worm) Full of protein.
 * Ben and Gwen: (seeing him eat a worm) Ewww.
 * Grandpa Max: You grill 'em up with a sun-dried tomato paste, and they are...
 * Gwen Tennyson: (grabbing Ben's wrist and trying to work the Omnitrix) Maybe I can help. I'll take my burger with chili.
 * Ben Tennyson: I can appreciate that.


 * Gwen Tennyson: (seeing Cannonbolt flat on his back) Now that's a heroic pose.
 * Cannonbolt: Real funny. (helped up by Gwen and Max) I can't believe I'm a new hero.
 * Grandpa Max: And where there's one more - who knows - there could be a hundred more.


 * Cannonbolt: This alien's gotta go.
 * (curls into a ball and tumbles away)
 * Gwen Tennyson: Don't you mean "gotta roll?"
 * Grandpa Max: Look on the bright side. You're headed in the direction of the meteor.


 * Leader Alien: Relax. We come in peace.
 * Gwen Tennyson: That's what they always say right before they blow you to bits.
 * Enforcer Alien: Hmm. An earthling with attitude. I've heard they exist here in large numbers, or should I say... "did?"
 * Leader Alien: (spotting Ben as Cannonbolt) And an Aburian Pelarota to boot.
 * Gwen Tennyson: (whispering to Cannonbolt) At least we know what you are, now.


 * Leader Alien: We followed The Great One from planet to planet, galaxy to galaxy, after He paid a visit to each and every one of our planets. Notice his technique: the deep burrowing of the appendages into the core of the planet, rotting it from the inside and then ingesting it.


 * Enforcer Alien: But you're a little far away from home, aren't you?
 * Cannonbolt: Actually, closer than you think.
 * Enforcer Alien: Unfortunately there's nothing to go back to. A Great One purified your planet last week.


 * Leader Alien: Your cities will be laid to waste, your oceans will dry up, your mountains will crumble.
 * Enforcer Alien: It will be the end of the world as you know it.
 * Leader, Enforcer, and Interpreter Alien: Rejoice. Rejoice. Rejoice.
 * Cannonbolt: I don't think so!


 * Grandpa Max: Never was much for tug of war!


 * Grandpa Max: [sarcastically commenting on the gas released by the Great One] And quite aromatic.
 * Gwen Tennyson: I thought that was just Ben not taking a shower for three days.
 * Cannonbolt: [proudly] Four! And counting.


 * Ben Tennyson: Oh, man. This watch gives me a new alien out of the blue and all it can do is roll around. Totally no fair!
 * Gwen Tennyson: Oh, that's right. Don't worry about the fact some giant planet-sucker's about to wipe Earth off the face of the universe - because THAT'S fair!


 * Gwen Tennyson: We really need to get you some underwing deodorant. Ugh! (covers her nose)


 * Grandpa Max: Sounds like Old Faithful's ready to blow, and I don't know what the tick's poison could do to it when it does.
 * Stinkfly: One detour coming up.


 * Stinkfly: Oh yeah! Who's bad? Oh, yeah! (Omnitrix begins to power down) Oh, no! (reverts back to Ben)
 * Ben Tennyson: Help!


 * Grandpa Max: (after Ben causes two aliens to crash into Old Faithful) Never seen an intergalactic fender bender like that before.


 * Leader Alien: I have visual recognition on the elderly man and prepubescent female, but what are they riding on?
 * Stinkfly: Two tons of putrid power! Now, move it or lose it!


 * Ben Tennyson: (trying to ride on the aliens' hoverboard) Oh, man. Where's an instruction manual when you need it?


 * Enforcer Alien: It's time for the final purification of your planet, and you three along with it.
 * Gwen Tennyson: Please tell me we have a plan B.

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 * Leader Alien: His beauty.
 * Enforcer Alien: His power.
 * Interpreter Alien: His pus.
 * Leader, Enforcer, and Interpreter Alien: (rapturously in unison) The end is upon us.

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 * Grandpa Max: We're running out of time.
 * Ben Tennyson: And aliens. I went everybody.
 * Gwen Tennyson: Not exactly everybody.
 * Ben Tennyson: No way! I am not turning into that ball-thing again. Plus, I don't even know if I could.
 * Gwen Tennyson: Don't try and Earth turns into a giant cesspool!
 * Ben Tennyson: I hate it when you're right!

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 * Gwen Tennyson: Ben, don't you think NOW might be a good time to go hero?
 * Ben Tennyson: I'm trying. What if I turn into something ELSE that's useless?

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 * Gwen Tennyson: You're like a bowling ball!
 * Cannonbolt: More like a cannon ball. (the aliens fire a blast at him, but it reflects back at them) Actually, make that a Cannon-Bolt!

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 * Stinkfly: Time to tick off a tick.

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 * Leader Alien: Let the digestion begin!
 * Grandpa Max: Digest this! (hits alien)

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 * Leader Alien: Hail to the new Great One!
 * Interpreter Alien: Hail, hail!
 * Enforcer Alien: Whatever.
 * Gwen Tennyson: Not too loyal, are they?
 * Cannonbolt: Huh! I could get used to this.

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 * Gwen Tennyson: It looks like everything's going back to normal.
 * Ben Tennyson: Hate to break it to you, Gwen, but nothing we ever do is normal.

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 * Ben Tennyson: (cleaning the RV) Me and my big mouth!
 * Grandpa Max: Uh, Ben, you missed some tick goop over there.
 * Ben Tennyson: Oh, man!