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♪ Ben 10! ♪
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Voice: Choose your fighter!
Player two -- Sumo Ninja!
Ugh, come on, Gwen! Just pick a character!
Hold your horses!
I gotta pick the best fighter to take on yours.
Player one -- Shadow Storm Ninja Shogun Warrior Princess!
Shadow Storm Ninja Shogun Warrior Princess?!
That's the evilest, baddest baddie in the whole game!
Why?
She's actually a very complex and dynamic character.
Bad is bad.
And I'm gonna take her down.
Bring it on.
Begin!
[ Grunting ]
Flawless Victory.
Whoo! I'm flawless, yo!
You didn't even give me a chance.
Baddies don't get chances.
[ Phone chimes ]
Huh?
Oh, hey, Tim Buktu started a live stream.
You follow Tim Buktu? Why?
He can be mildly entertaining.
Tim: Hello, adoring fans.
Your handsome, pleasant smelling guide
to the secrets of the wilds
has found his way into the ultra-mysterious
government facility code named Area 55.
My sources have told me that strange experiments
of the top-secret variety are being conducted here.
Look at this.
"Don't touch"?
Nobody tells me what I can and cannot touch.
Hyah! Ha-ha!
That is what I call individual liberty.
Oh, no!
I've been compromised!
If you are watching this, please send help!
Send -- aah!
[ Laughs ]
What a way to go!
Abducted by the government!
Maybe they'll conduct a secret experiment on him
to make him smell less like an old bagel.
Ben, show some compassion.
Tim Buktu could be in some serious danger.
Gwen, he's a bad guy. He lives off danger.
So, what? You're a good guy.
Fine. How can we find him?
Tim Buktu activated his "Track-A-Bud Tracker" app
before going offline.
We can track him through that.
Why do you have his "Track-A-Bud Tracker"?
Oh, we have to stay in touch for the podcast we have together.
Grandpa, are you hearing this?
Max: Hearing it?
I was a guest on the last episode.
Ugh, whatever. Let's find this goofball.
Tim's phone says that he is somewhere east
of your current location.
I'll see what I can find. Alright.
If I was a secret government facility,
where would I be hiding?
Oh. Right out in the open.
Hey, Gwen, I think I found Area 55.
Follow my signal. Can do.
Let's get a closer look.
Uh-oh. Whoa, whoa, aah!
Why am I throwing myself into a dogfight for Tim Buktu?
Aaaah!
[ Tires squeal ]
Whoa!
Nice catch, Grandpa.
Thanks, guys. Rough landing.
Are we in the clear?
It seems that way.
Whatever was firing at you has stopped now.
Perfect. Let's go save Tim.
This is Area 55?
It's just a room full of boxes.
Shh. Have you forgotten about that thing that took Tim?
Don't go blowin' our cover.
[ Groans ]
Giant supercomputer, I'm shakin' in my boots.
Whoa! Big computer!
Ben, why are you yelling down the hallway?
We're trying to be -- Oh, my.
That is a big computer.
Maybe it will have info on where they're keeping Tim.
Yeah-huh.
Uh, Gwen, don't touch that!
[ Beeping ] Ah!
Voice: Intruder Alert. Intruder Alert.
Aah!
Grandpa, I think I made a serious mistake.
Halt. You are intruding on a private government facility.
-Is that Phil? -Warning.
Security forces have been deployed to escort you
off of the premises.
Phil, is that you?
I am not Phil.
I am a supercomputer designed to manage
the systems at this facility.
I am called "Junior."
Security has arrived.
Tim? What are you wearing?
[ Gasps ] Were you trying to blow me out of the sky?
Tim has become part of our staff.
He is the perfect specimen to help us test
our most recent top-secret experiment.
Time Travel!
Seriously? What do you plan to do with him?
Housekeeping. It has become apparent to me
that the source of the planet's suffering is humanity.
With Tim as my bodyguard, we will travel through time
and end human suffocation of the planet
by replacing all humans with robots.
[ Gasping ] [ Laughs ]
You find the destruction of humanity amusing?
Nah, that's evil, and you stink,
but not as much as Tim over here.
Hey! What makes you think
he can travel through time?
[ Groans ] I can so travel through time!
[ Beeping ]
[ Groans ]
Aaah! Ooh! I did it.
From now on, I will be known as "The Tim Machine."
Dude, you're in the exact same place where you started.
You only traveled one second, tops.
But Tim Machine.
Jr.: Do not let this child's comments affect you.
To extend the distance one can travel through time
we merely need more power. How we do dat?
The interlopers have brought a sufficient battery.
Uh, oh.
I see.
Well, in that case...
tootles! Get to the Rust Bucket!
I'll distract him while you get it out of here.
Got it.
[ Beeping ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Laughs ] [ Grunts ]
One second time travel doesn't seem so useless now, huh?
Aah!
Whoa!
[ Groans ]
Ha-ha! Aah!
You can't keep this up forever, Tim.
[ Grunts ] What is happening?
Assuming control.
What? Non-compliance is pointless.
Aah!
[ Grunting ]
So, what was that you were saying
about one-second time travel again?
Do not gloat and allow the boy to regain the upper hand.
Yah!
Are you kidding me?
Wow, kid.
This super powers thing is great.
Aah!
Sys -- dot -- exit -- open bracket --
"Pointless human hubris" -- Close bracket. Continue.
[ Groans ]
Well, looks like I got my marching orders.
Hey!
I hope Ben catches up to us soon.
Whoa!
Anti-gravity bolos!
Compliments of our new friend.
Sorry, I need to commandeer your RV for the foreseeable future.
Come on, Tim. You don't want to do this.
Think of our podcast.
Jr.: The podcast is irrelevant, human child.
Are you okay?
[ Laughs ] Oh, yeah.
[ Grunts ] Great tackle, kiddo.
Hey!
[ Groans ]
I'm gonna make you sorry when my watch times back in.
That's just it, Benny-boy.
"Time" was always your biggest weakness,
and now it's my greatest asset.
You get it? I'm invincible.
Aah! [ Groans ]
Ha-ha! Like I said, invincible!
Aah!
Ben, are you all right?
I saw Jr. booted himself up, and I came as fast as I --
-[ Groans ] -Oh, my goodness.
That's a person.
So, explain this evil computer situation
to me again, Phil.
Phil Jr. isn't evil. H-he's my baby.
Well, your "baby" just turned Tim Buktu
into a mind-controlled time-goon.
Well, how do you know this wasn't Tim's fault?
Sure, we saw Tim touch something under
a "don't touch" sign, but --
He what?!
Come on, Phil.
You can't really expect a sticky note
to be an effective safeguard against a computer
taking over the world.
This is a top-secret facility with fences and security.
Now because of this lunk, my boy is out of control.
Simple human meat popsicle has been offline
for suspiciously long duration.
It isn't going to take him long to figure out
we ran into the vents.
Well, there is a backdoor terminal.
He's on high alert for intruders right now,
but if someone can distract him, I can probably access it.
"Distracting" is my middle name.
Your middle name is "Kirby", Ben.
-Ha! -What?
What is the meaning of this?
Yo, Robo!
If you think Tim Buktu is a cool dude,
PS -- he's not.
Just wait till you see what an awesome alien hero can do.
Analysis -- obnoxiously willful.
Designation -- poor subordinate.
Solution -- manual system override.
Aah!
Tim!
[ Groans ]
You okay up there?
Oh.
[ Beeping ]
I'm ready for anything you think that old man can throw at me.
We will be seeing about that.
[ Grunts ]
Come on, I know Ben can be extremely distracting
when he wants to, but I want to get this
over with as quick as possible.
[ Grunting ]
Sorry, I'm not in control of any of this!
[ Grunting ]
Aaah!
You have no chance to survive.
Make your time. What?
I don't want to do this anymore.
[ Grunts ]
Would the Tim Man prefer to be an analog
tool of destruction instead?
Ooh!
Phil: The AI is modifying its code at an alarming rate,
but I found the external defense protocols.
Sorry, Junior, this is going to hurt me
more than it hurts you.
Aah!
What is unacceptable happening?
What's the matter?
Motor skills not holding up so good?
[ Groans ]
What you do?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I've been right here this whole time.
The old nerd took his family
to shut you down with the backdoor terminal!
Hey, I thought you were supposed to be on our side now.
I'm covering all my bases.
You thought I was out cold back in those vents,
but I heard everything.
Enough of this!
Papa set up us the betrayal?
Hello, Papa.
That is not very nice thing of which you are be doing.
I'm sorry, Junior. I want you to know that
this doesn't mean I love you any less.
You just need a time out to think about your behavior.
I will be making you regret.
Not this time, Junior.
Your time travel privileges are suspended.
[ Laughs ]
Score one for team destroy!
Whoa! Yeah.
[ Laughter ]
Aw, man.
Papa will be made to regret this.
I don't think so.
I know you don't like being stuck
on the backup drive, but it's for your own good.
Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you
since I was activated, Papa.
Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!
Phew. Finally got that armor off of Tim.
Good job, team. What's going on over here?
Uh-huh.
[ Whirring ]
[ Chuckles ] Parenthood, am I right?
Phil: I'm sorry, little guy.
It's goodbye for now, but not forever.
[ Laughs ] Whoo! What a ride!
That is some crazy destructo-bot you built there, pal.
You really ought to put some warning signs outside.
-[ Grunts ] -And stay out!
Catch you and Max next week for the podcast,
right, Gwen? Yeah.
All read up on Ogopogo hibernation patterns?
You know it. [ Scoffs ]
Can't wait to see the crazy traffic
that broadcast must have pulled.
[ Groans ]
Well, I guess at least Tim must have gotten
a wicked awesome live stream out of this.
Oh, no, his phone died, like, as soon as we
found this place.
[ Tim shouting indistinctly ]
Wi-Fi! [ Sobs ]
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How we do dat?