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♪ Ben 10! ♪
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We're here! Kids? [ Air brakes hiss ]
Just five more minutes.
Come on, guys!
This is the big surprise I was telling you about!
Surprise?
We're going on a -- wait for it -- Ha ha!
Mud run! -That sounds fun.
I'll get up when Ben gets up.
Did someone say mud?!
Hi. We're the Tennysons. I'm Max.
And I'm Gwen.
I'm Ben, and I am a mud enthusiast.
One might say, a mud expert.
Is your mud sourced locally or do you use any imported dirts?
It's 100% local.
I think you're gonna especially enjoy the filth
at the first mud pit.
-Is that everything? -No.
You each need to put on one of these wristbands.
Ooh, spiffy. Uh, what's it for?
It's just a small tracking device.
The bosses want to monitor the runners,
or something like that.
That seems a bit intrusive.
If by "intrusive" you mean
"We'll know who's better, me or you?"
then you're right. See ya in the slop, cuz!
I'm so gonna dunk your face in the muck!
Heh heh heh. Kids, right? Heh.
Pardon me, were you finished?
Uh, yeah, go ahead. [ Laughs ]
Troy Harrington III and my two wonderful grandchildren,
Spencer and Madison.
You have a moose?
[ Grunts ] Oh, goodness, no.
I would never claim to own such a majestic animal.
We rescued him from a nasty brier bush.
He kindly returned the favor by giving us a ride here.
Be free my friend. Namaste.
[ Snuffles ]
Come on, kids! If we hurry,
we can squeeze in some Tai Chi before the race.
Both: Yay! Internal enlightenment!
Spencer: I bet you're gonna win today.
Madison: No way! You're so much faster than I am.
No, you're a snail butt! No, you're a snail butt!
Madison: Let's practice high-fiving each other!
[ Both laughing ]
[ Laughs ] Kids, right?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Greetings, humans. [ Feedback whines ]
I mean, ladies and gentlemen.
You are about to endure great physical stress.
Please respond in a normal human fashion.
That's an odd commencement.
I will now discharge a harmless firearm into the air,
at which point, you will be released
onto the testing ground -- Er... [ Feedback whines ]
I mean, athletic course. [ Starter pistol fires ]
Okay, there is definitely something -- hey!
[ All panting ]
I hope this works.
[ Panting ]
Hoping to beat my last record.
Oh, hi again!
Oh, don't mind me. Vlogging.
See ya at the finish line!
Yeah, like I care about your vlogging...
whatever that is.
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Eeee! I can't believe I'm about to do this!
[ Grunts ]
Hey, hey, she was right! This mud is great!
Hey, there's no shame in going around.
I'd help ya across, but I gotta get the little ones over first.
[ Spencer and Madison giggle ]
[ Growls ]
[ Grunts ]
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Hey, cuz. Just think outside the box!
Outside the box, huh?
[ Beeps ]
[ Whoosh ]
I prefer to think through the box.
To your left!
Aah! Ha ha ha!
[ Growls ]
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Aah! [ Grunts ]
On your right!
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You kids are too much.
[ All grunt ]
Your turn.
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Hey! Hmm?
How 'bout you get a move on, grandpa!
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You're looking kinda tired.
[ Laughs ]
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Whoo-hoo!
[ Grunts ] I did it!
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What's the matter, suddenly afraid of a little mud?
No, just dangling over it on a teensy piece of rope.
I know!
[ Flame whooshes ]
[ Humming ] Ha!
Uhh! Thinking outside the box!
[ Grunts ] Oh! Ay!
[ Beeps ]
[ Dinging ]
Excellent. The subjects are approaching the hill.
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[ Wind gusting ]
[ Groans ] Where'd this wind come from?
I don't know! It's really annoying!
Whoa! Aah!
Huh?! Oh!
Look out, Gwen!
-Man: Aah! -I gotcha!
[ Grunts ] Thanks! Wild winds, right?
A little too wild!
This seems really weird. It just came out of nowhere.
I hope Grandpa's okay!
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Ugh. These guys again.
Probably witnessing the miracle of a caterpillar eating a leaf.
Oh, hi again!
Care to join us in finding a new home
for this orphaned wooly aphid?
No, thanks! Heh. I'm good!
Ha ha! Fantastic!
By the way, you're doing great for a man your age.
All right, kids let's move on!
[ Both laugh ]
I'll swing over there and show you my age.
Orphaned wooly aphid.
[ Both grunting ]
Is it me or is it getting colder?
[ Wind whistling ] What's that?
Weird weather? Lame attempt at camouflage?
I think I know who's behind this.
[ Beeping ]
Of course.
You've been at the amplifier long enough!
When do I get a turn? He's right.
We haven't even done lightning yet.
I just got on, and I can't concentrate
with all your yammering.
Me-me-me-me, me-me-me-me-me.
What was that?
Sorry to interrupt, weatherduds, but your little party is over.
This would hardly qualify as a party.
There are nowhere near enough balloons.
Would you silence?! You need to return to the race.
Why? So you can wipe us out with your death ray?
That is no death ray. It's an amplification orb
designed to extend the radius of our powers.
Then what's with all the monitors
and the ominous red buttons?
We are merely collecting data on human emotions
in order to better understand their usefulness.
The race is designed to elicit
the maximum range of emotion from the participants.
And I like red buttons.
Why do you need data on emotions?
[ Sighs ] As weak and human as it sounds,
We have deduced that our previous missions have failed
due to our lack of emotional understanding.
A trivial matter for humans,
but an obstacle far beyond our capabilities.
Wow, that's actually kind of poign--
[ Both scream ]
I don't think she was done talking.
Really? It's so hard to tell.
[ Thud ]
[ Both groan ]
Just as I was starting to feel sorry for them...
This is coming off first thing. And you should --
[ Both scream ] [ Thunder rumbling ]
[ Gusting winds ]
Aah!
[ Rumbling ] [ Runners screaming ]
You need to stop those Weatherheads
or else someone will get hurt.
[ Beep ] On it!
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I'm ready to rock! Ah!
[ Both screaming ]
Ahh. Thanks!
You couldn't have dropped us off a little higher?
Nice.
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Time to give those weather-wimps a taste of their own medicine!
[ Wind howling ] [ Diamondhead growling ]
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[ Grunts ]
Whew! Ohh.
[ Groans ] I may have overdid it there.
Ugh, I just need to lay down for minute.
[ Weatherheads groaning ]
All systems are down.
That was our last chance.
Does that mean...
They'll be sending someone soon.
[ All scream ]
[ Rumbling ]
Oh, boy.
[ All scream ]
Aah! [ Grunts ]
Gwen: Grandpa!
Hang tight. I'll find a way down to you.
Just not sure how.
Help!
[ Both grunt ]
Aah! [ Exhales sharply ] Thanks.
My grandkids! Stay there!
We have to help them.
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Kids! Oh, thank you!
Excuse me? Ya think I could get by you?
I'm on pace for a new record.
Oh, yeah, sure. Be my guest.
Ooh! You know, if I hurry, I can break my old record!
First, you don't have an old record.
And second, the Weatherheads are still at large.
Oh. Yeah.
Why didn't anyone think to back up the hard drives?
I left my flash drive in my other suit.
Hey Weatherbums! Time to close up shop!
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Bring it on!
You have doomed us.
Glad we agree.
You're not the doom!
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Whoa! Whoa! Don't!
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I'm really starting to hate that human.
I'm gonna make sure you guys go away for good this time.
You fool! You have no idea what you've unleashed.
[ Wind howling ] Huh?
It's here.
[ Zaps ]
Aah!
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Your excellency. We're honored by your presence.
Quiet, you fool!
Don't call me "Excellency." I'm your manager, not royalty.
Yes, your, uh...managess?
You three have once again bitten off more than you can chew.
You are to return immediately.
Yeah, sorry to interfere,
but these guys aren't going anywhere.
They've been a nuisance for a long time,
and I'm about to -- Uhh! [ Zaps ]
[ Chuckles ] Ahem.
Where is the third one?
-Present. -We leave now.
[ Groans ] Figures.
[ Panting ]
Congratulations! You did it!
Yeah, really proud of you guys.
And may I say, thank you.
You're welcome.
Wheat grass and raisin smoothie?
[ Cup clatters ]
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Me-me-me-me, me-me-me-me-me.