Ben 10: Ultimate Alien s02e15 Episode Script

Mwah! I can see you're having fun.
Nah.
Fun was the 14th hole.
Remember that miracle shot I made off of Abraham Lincoln's face? Through Lincoln's face.
Video or it didn't happen.
I still say you should be penalized two strokes.
It's just a game.
Why can't you just relax and have fun with it? Because some of us take games kind of seriously.
Let's go.
Me and Gwen are four strokes up.
Last shot is Ben's.
Ahem! If it wouldn't be too much trouble.
Huh? No trouble at all.
What am I doing? Never mind.
I'll figure it out.
We're winning, and Ben's on the death hole.
There's no way we can lose.
Against Ben? There's always a way.
Let's get this over with.
Brainstorm! Straightforward puzzle.
I posit that a simple application of physics and angular mechanics should provide a more than adequate solution.
Or in more colloquial terms Game over! A hole in one on the death hole? That's -- that's cheating.
That's Ben.
Winning.
It's what I do.
No.
Best two out of three, right now.
Vibrating the course? Hmm! Hardly sporting.
Almost as déclassé as driving a ball through our 16th president's proboscis.
We're not doing it.
Techadon! Always good news.
I still want a rematch.
If memory serves, our previous techadon had a weakness -- a weakness for Goop! It's an alien war machine.
You don't want to do that.
Fine, but I still want my rematch.
Later.
Later.
It's locked on Ben.
Goop worked on you once.
Once.
It'll work on you again.
The Techadon's control module.
It's like the black box on an airplane.
Maybe there's a record of who programmed it to come after me.
I'll get what data I can and safely dispose of it.
Why do you say "safely dispose" when we all know you've already lined up a buyer? Because it makes me sound less greedy.
According to this, there are two miniature golf courses within 20 miles of here.
When's good for you? I kind of thought we'd focus on the killer robot.
When'sGoodFor you? We'll take Julie home.
We'll take Julie home.
Meet up with you later.
Super-competitive.
She's a tennis pro.
Of course she's super-competitive.
Mad.
If I don't ask why, you're going to tell me anyway, aren't you? It's the way you won.
Everything comes too easily for you.
You always win.
That's not true.
Okay, I guess it is kind of true.
That summer riding around together with grandpa in the rust bucket, you never seemed to take anything seriously, but then everything would always somehow work out for you in the end.
I hated that.
In my defense, I was I'm way more mature now.
It took a while, but I eventually figured out that, deep down, you do care, you do take things seriously, and you work hard at what you do.
Swish! You just always make everything look easy.
Back when we were kids, did you ever think we'd become friends? No.
I thought you were gonna drive me insane -- me or grandpa.
Probably both.
One time, grandpa said, when I was old enough, he was going to give me the rust bucket, that I'd have to drive it to school every day, take my date to the prom in it.
I was totally convinced.
I know.
Pranking you was my idea.
It was?! Oh, man.
That was evil.
I spent a week stressed out of my mind.
But once again, you got the last laugh.
You're 16, and you've got a cool sports car.
Kevin's got one, too.
Everyone has a car but me.
Everywhere I look, all I see are cars.
You really want a car? I've got an idea.
Not the rust bucket.
Then I got nothing.
You could drive mine sometimes if you want.
Bad news.
That was no ordinary techadon.
It looks just like the ones we fought before.
And does it matter? We smashed it.
The other ones were off the shelf, a standard battle robot anybody can buy.
The robot we fought tonight was a custom job created by the weapon masters of techadon.
It must have cost a fortune.
Somebody's put a hit on you.
I'm not worried.
You should be.
The Techadons will keep coming.
Each one will be stronger than the one before, and they won't stop until you're destroyed.
I'll take it down with goop.
Bad idea.
Each robot learns from the one before.
This one's gonna be harder to stop.
They're not so tough.
They're big brute robots.
And I've got my own big brute.
Rath! Let me tell you something, custom-made techadon robot designed specifically to destroy me, you may be big, but rath is even bigger! Except for the part where you're taller and heavier than me.
But that doesn't matter, 'cause the bigger they are, the harder -- Rath doesn't remember how the rest of that goes.
The bigger they are, they harder they fall! That's what rath was gonna say! By that logic, you being bigger than rath is a disadvantage! Whoa! You -- you broke Mr.
smoothy.
Custom-made techadon robot designed specifically to destroy me, you can hurt me! You can hurt the things I stand for! You can even hurt my feelings if I had any! But no one, and I mean no one, hurts the smoothy! Cosmic clothesline! Ophiuchus suplex! Flying ophiuchus suplex! From the top rope! Ursa major body slam! Reticulum armbar! And stay down! You couldn't find out who's sending them? It wasn't in the Techadon's memory? Custom jobs, remember? Then let's pay a visit to these weapon masters of techadon.
They must have records of who they sold these things to.
Doesn't work that way.
Nobody talks to the weapon masters.
Someone with a lot of money pays for a mobile techadon fabricator.
It keeps churning out killer robots until the job is done.
So we find the fabricator.
The control console might be broadcasting back to it.
You two get on it before another one shows up.
Where are you going? I'm gonna find whoever ordered the hit.
Never happen.
It can't be done.
"Can't be done.
" Stupid thing to say.
Unless you're trying to goad her into doing something impossible.
Picking up techadon energy signature somewhere in a three-mile radius of here.
Three-mile radius, huh? Don't want to hear it.
I don't see any way in.
I can think of a way.
Big chill! Ow! I can't phase through it.
And I can't absorb it.
It's indestructible.
Come on.
If there's one thing you're good at, it's breaking stuff.
True.
If the stuff doesn't break me first.
Need a spaceship? No problem.
But ask dad for a car? But ask dad for a car? "Maybe for graduation.
" Gwen Tennyson.
What brings you out to these parts? I think you did, Vulkanus.
Did you hear that someone put a hit out on Ben? Eh, tough break for Tennyson.
Any clues to the perpetrator? I mean, the list of people that want to see him dead is awfully long.
True.
But the list of people who hate Ben and can also afford a custom techadon fabricator's a lot shorter.
Yeah.
I am stinkin' rich, ain't I? Call it off! Couldn't even if I wanted to.
It's auto-programmed.
It won't stop until Ben is gone.
If I were you, I'd head home and spend some quality time with Ben.
Your last moments with him.
As for me, I'm gonna stay here and celebrate.
Couldn't help overhearing your situation.
Argit.
Hangin' out here while the Techadons hunt Ben down? Vulkanus, you are one trusting guy.
Trusting? You're missing all the action when Ben bites the big one.
If he bites it.
What do you mean, "if"? Let's face it, tubby.
Ben Tennyson's gotten out of his share of impossible situations before.
This is none of your business.
Why don't you just keep out? I'm just saying, if I spent that kind of dough, I'd want to see for myself that I got what I paid for.
But, you know, that's just me.
You're right.
I need to see it.
Right.
Make sure.
- Right.
Make sure.
- Yeah, make sure.
Ever consider a career in the fast-paced, high-salaried world of the professional con artist? Thanks for the help.
- Thanks for the help.
- Anytime, red.
Keep away from them.
I'll do better than that.
That.
Powerful than the other ones.
Yep.
And nothing I've used before is going to work on this one.
Nope.
Am I forgetting anything? Probably.
Probably something bad for us.
Aah! Oh, my head.
Whoa! The ground.
The ground.
Need to cool things off.
Ultimate Ultimate big chill! Too many bystanders around here.
Come on, techadon! You want me! You want me! Come and get me! Just what I was looking for.
Well, deserted, anyway.
Echo echo! House.
It's over, Tennyson! You don't stand a chance! Give up while you still have your dignity! Dignity? You're talking to me about dignity? This is gonna be sweet.
When this is over, I'm gonna celebrate it right.
I'm throwing a riot! How are we doing? Still alive so far.
How about you? Figure out who ordered the Techadons? Boo! Weak sauce, Tennyson! Weak sauce! It's only focused on Ben.
Ben.
Try and get between them.
Oh, sure! Ultimate Ultimate echo echo! No, and even if I did, there's just gonna be another one.
They're gonna keep coming and coming.
If it makes you feel any better, after it finishes you off, I'm gonna pound Vulkanus like nobody's business.
That does not make me feel any better.
Wait a second.
How does the techadon keep finding me? Visual lock.
Not on my face.
I keep changing form, but it still knows me.
Something else.
Got it! I can't beat it, so I'm not going to try.
What are you doing? - What are you doing? - Something clever.
Ultimatrix.
No Ultimatrix, no target.
Cool.
Hey, Kevin, you still got your old I.
D.
Mask? No! Don't just stand there! Get him! Tennyson's right there! He's right there! You have got to be kidding! You don't look happy to see me.
How did you do that? What did you do? Techadons are killers, but they're not exactly known for their smarts.
What did you expect? I spent enough money on that thing to buy a small solar system.
What did I expect? Kind of expected it to -- I don't know -- destroy you.
Maybe you should go back and demand a refund.
Don't tell me what to do! Or what? You gonna send a techadon after me? Burn.
This isn't over.
You know where to find me.
I'll be waiting.
No hard feelings, right, Vulkanus? Get your hands off me! Just trying to be Just trying to be friendly, sort of.
Looking at me for? Problem? What did you do? Tag.
You're it.
Tag.
You're it.
Tennyson, I wish I could hate you to death! We got lucky.
I wasn't worried.
Figured I'd get out of it somehow.
Come on.
We promised Julie another round of golf.
Of golf.
You drive.