>> DID YOU THINK TO PREVENT ME FROM TELEPORTING ANYONE IN?
[ BEEP ] >> [ SNARLING ]
>> Ben: WHAT DO WE DO NOW?
KHYBER AND MALWARE ARE STILL OUT THERE.
>> Dr. Psychobos: YOUR ENTIRE SPECIES IS ABOUT TO BECOME
EXTINCT!
[ RUMBLING ] >> AAAAH!
HAVE FUN ♪ >> ♪ BUT WHEN YOU NEED A
SUPERHERO, HE GETS THE JOB DONE ♪
>> ♪ BEN 10 ♪ >> ♪ WITH A DEVICE THAT HE WEARS
ON HIS ARM ♪ >> ♪ HE CAN CHANGE HIS SHAPE AND
SAVE THE WORLD FROM HARM ♪ >> ♪ WHEN TROUBLE'S TAKING
PLACE ♪ >> ♪ HE GETS RIGHT IN ITS FACE ♪
>> ♪ BEN 10 ♪ >> ♪ WHEN LIVES ARE ON THE
LINE ♪ >> ♪ IT'S HERO TIME ♪
>> ♪ BEN 10 ♪ [ EXPLOSION ]
>> Ben: UGH.
ANYBODY ELSE HEAR ABOUT A MILLION LITTLE BELLS?
>> Rook: IS IT SAFE TO ASSUME THAT WAS MALWARE'S DOING?
>> OBVIOUSLY.
>> Ben: BUT IF MALWARE WAS ON THE MOON WHEN IT BLEW, PROBLEM
SOLVED.
RIGHT?
>> NO, TENNYSON, I THINK OUR PROBLEMS ARE JUST BEGINNING.
>> FIRST THINKER, THE DEFENSIVE GRID IS DOWN!
>> MAN THE PARTICLE CANNONS.
[ BEEP ] >> [ WHIMPERING ]
>> AAAH!
>> NRG: THOSE ROCKS, THEY AREN'T ROCKS!
>> MALWARE.
HE'S BEEN SCATTERED OVER HALF THE PLANET BY NOW.
>> NRG: [ Sarcastically ] WONDERFUL.
IT'S RAINING PSYCHOPATHS.
>> PAKMAR DEMANDS SATISFACTION!
PAKMAR DEMANDS RESTITUTION!
PAKMAR DEMANDS AN APOLOGY!
YOU, COLORFUL-SHIRT-MAN, YOU ARE RELATED TO THAT MENACE, THAT
HOOLIGAN, THAT QWEZOT IN PAKMAR'S MARFLARB!
>> Max: YOU MUST MEAN BEN.
>> THE VERY ONE!
YOU KNOW WHAT THIS SCOUNDREL HAS DID?!
>> Max: NOW, MR. PAKMAR, I'M SURE BEN HAD SOME REASON.
>> PAKMAR IS BUT A SIMPLE MERCHANT, TRYING TO PROVIDE FOR
HIS WIFE AND 487 CHILDREN!
BUT BEN TENNYSON MAKES THIS IMPOSSIBLE!
>> Max: FIND BEN AND GET HIM IN HERE.
>> I'M NOT SEEING BEN TENNYSON ANYWHERE IN THIS SECTOR,
MAGISTER.
>> Max: LET ME SEE THAT.
>> I...CAN RUN THE SCANS AGAIN.
>> Max: NO.
I HAVE A BETTER IDEA.
[ BEEPING ] >> Ben: SO, WHAT'S OUR NEXT
MOVE?
HOW DO WE FIX THIS?
>> HOW SHOULD I KNOW?
>> Ben: SERIOUSLY?
YOU'RE THE SMARTEST GUY IN THREE GALAXIES?
>> FIVE, ACTUALLY, BUT WHO'S COUNTING?
>> Ben: WHATEVER.
YOU'VE GOT TO KNOW SOMETHING.
>> Rook: UH, IF I MAY INTERRUPT.
>> IT'S NOT LIKE THIS HAS EVER HAPPENED BEFORE.
I'D NEED TO EXAMINE WHAT'S LEFT OF THAT MOON TO ASSESS THE
SITUATION.
>> Rook: THAT MIGHT HAVE TO WAIT.
>> Malware: AZMUTH!
WHERE YOU GAVE LIFE, I HAVE BROUGHT DESTRUCTION!
YOUR FAVORED CREATIONS ARE NO MORE.
>> SOWING CHAOS DOESN'T TAKE ANY SPECIAL TALENT, MALWARE.
IF THAT'S THE BEST YOU CAN DO, I'M NOT IMPRESSED.
>> Malware: NO, NOTHING I DO COULD EVER IMPRESS YOU, COULD
IT, "FATHER?" IN YOUR EYES, I AM NOTHING BUT
YOUR FAILED EXPERIMENT, YOUR SHAME.
>> MY ONLY SHAME IS THAT I HAVE BEEN UNABLE TO HEAL YOUR PAIN.
BUT IT'S NOT TOO LATE.
GIVE UP THIS VENDETTA OF YOURS, AND WE'LL WORK TOGETHER TO MAKE
YOU WHOLE.
>> Malware: [ ROARS ] LIES!!
EVEN NOW YOU CONSPIRE AGAINST ME!
IT IS TOO LATE!
HYAH!
>> Humungousaur: OH!
UGH!
>> Rook: [ GASPS ] MY PROTO-TOOL!
>> Both: [ GASPS ] >> Malware: WHAT A CLEVER
DEVICE.
IT MUST HAVE A MILLION USES.
BUT I'M ONLY INTERESTED IN ONE.
YOU CANNOT WIN.
EVEN NOW, THERE ARE PIECES OF MY BODY WORKING THEIR WAY TO THE
PLANET'S CORE.
I SHALL CORRUPT THIS WORLD FROM WITHIN, DEVOURING EVERY
MOLECULE...
UNTIL GALVAN PRIME BECOMES PLANET MALWARE!
BUT, FIRST...
I SHALL DEVOUR YOU.
>> Humungousaur: UGH!
GET AZMUTH OUT OF HERE!
>> Malware: NO! NO ONE LEAVES!
>> Humungousaur: [ ROARS ] [ SIGHS ]
>> Malware: AAH!
[ BEEP ] >> Humungousaur: OW!
[ SPACECRAFT APPROACHING ] >> Max: COME ON!
>> Rook: BEN! HE'S...
>> Gwen: I'VE GOT HIM!
>> Rook: MAGISTER, HOW DID YOU...
>> Max: WHEN YOU DIDN'T SHOW UP ON ANY SCAN, I FIGURED SOMETHING
WAS WRONG, SO I CALLED GWEN.
>> Gwen: I'M KIND OF AN EXPERT AT TRACKING BEN'S MANNA.
>> Max: HOW IS HE?
>> HE'LL COME AROUND IN A FEW HOURS.
>> Ben: [ COUGHING ] >> OR NOW. COULD BE NOW.
>> Ben: UGH.
ANYBODY GOT A MINT?
MY MOUTH TASTES LIKE MALWARE.
UGH.
>> FORTUNATELY, THE DEBRIS FROM THE EXPLOSION OF GALVAN "B CAME
DOWN OVER A LOCALIZED AREA.
>> Ben: THAT'S, LIKE, HALF THE PLANET!
>> YES, BUT THE REST IS UNAFFECTED.
HOWEVER, IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF HOURS UNTIL MALWARE'S FEELERS
REACH THE PLANET'S CORE.
ONCE THAT HAPPENS, THERE WILL BE NO WAY TO STOP HIM FROM
ABSORBING AND CORRUPTING EVERYTHING.
MALWARE HIMSELF WILL BECOME A LIVING PLANET, AND A HEAVILY
ARMED ONE, AT THAT.
>> UNCOOL.
>> DEFINITELY UNCOOL.
>> Kevin: ABSOLUTELY UNCOOL.
SO, WHAT'S THE PLAN?
>> I DESIGNED GALVAN PRIME WITH A SERIES OF FIREWALLS TO
INSULATE SECTIONS OF THE PLANET FROM EACH OTHER IN CASE OF A
VIRAL ATTACK.
IF WE CAN ACTIVATE THE DISRUPTER FIELDS IN THESE FIREWALLS, WE
SHOULD BE ABLE TO PREVENT MALWARE FROM REACHING THE
CORE...BRIEFLY.
>> Ben: BRIEFLY?
>> I'LL KNOW MORE ONCE ROOK, GWEN, AND I RETURN FROM WHAT'S
LEFT OF GALVAN "B."
THERE MUST BE SOME ANSWERS UP THERE.
>> Kevin: FOR A SUPERGENIUS, THAT'S NOT A VERY INSPIRING
PLAN.
>> Gwen: HAVE YOU GOT A BETTER PLAN?
>> Kevin: JUST SAYIN'...
>> Ben: YOU SAID, "IF WE ACTIVATE THE FIREWALLS."
THERE'S SOMETHING YOU'RE NOT TELLING US, ISN'T THERE?
>> I WAS GETTING TO IT.
THE FIREWALL CONTROLS WERE DAMAGED BY THE SHOCKWAVE.
THE CENTRAL RELAY STATION IS HERE, ON THE EDGE OF THE
RED ZONE.
>> Ben: SO, YOU NEED US TO KEEP MALWARE BUSY WHILE THE
WONDER TWINS HERE FIX THE CONTROLS.
>> WE MIGHT POSSIBLY RESENT THAT REFERENCE.
>> IF WE KNEW WHAT IT MEANT.
>> Ben: YOU AND ME TOGETHER AGAIN, HUH?
>> Kevin: HOW COME EVERY TIME YOU SAY THAT, I END UP GETTING
SHOT AT?
>> Max: ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T HAVE ANY BIGGER JETPACKS?
OH! OHO HO HA!
>> MALWARE IS JUST AHEAD.
THERE'S A SECURITY GARRISON HERE THAT MAY HELP US...
IF THERE'S ANYONE LEFT.
>> Ben: LOVE THAT SUNNY OUTLOOK.
>> Kevin: HEY, DON'T GO GETTING ANY IDEAS ABOUT MY GIRL.
>> Rook: NOT TO WORRY.
GWEN IS ONLY ATTRACTIVE BY HUMAN STANDARDS.
>> Gwen: UM...
>> Ben: IT'S TRUE.
I'VE SEEN ROOK'S HOMEWORLD.
NO COMPARISON.
>> Gwen: I AM SITTING RIGHT HERE.
>> Kevin: SO, TO HIM, GWEN'S LIKE WHAT, AN ORANGUTAN WITH
GLASSES?
>> Ben: [ LAUGHS ] [ GASPS ]
>> Gwen: LOVE YA. BYE.
>> Kevin: ANY TIME NOW, TENNYSON!
>> Ben: I'M TRYING TO DIAL IN A FLYER!
>> Kevin: HAVEN'T YOU FIGURED THAT THING OUT YET?
>> Ben: WHOA!
[ BEEP ] >> Kevin: UGH!
>> Way Big: WAY BIG?
>> Kevin: AAAAH!
OW!
WHAT HAPPENED TO MALWARE?
DID HE SOAK INTO THE GROUND OR SOMETHING?
>> Way Big: BEATS ME.
MAYBE I SPLATTERED HIM.
>> Kevin: NAH.
IT'S NEVER THAT EASY.
>> Way Big: GO MUSTER THE TROOPS.
I'LL KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR MALWARE.
>> Kevin: [ GRUNTING ] ON IT.
>> [ GROWLING ] [ CRICKETS CHIRPING ]
>> Max: WELL?
>> I'VE SEEN WORSE.
>> HMM.
BUT THIS IS AT LEAST TOP FIVE.
UH, BOTTOM FIVE.
>> Way Big: GOTCHA!
[ LAUGHS ] EW!
GROSS!
WHOA!
>> [ GROWLING ] >> Kevin: [ GRUNTING ]
COME ON, CUT IT OUT, WILL YA?
>> WE NEED IT FOR THE COPPER.
>> AND YOUR BELT BUCKLE.
>> Max: WHAT?
WHY WOULD YOU POSSIBLY NEED MY BELT BUCKLE?
>> [ CLEARS THROAT ] WOULD ALL THE GENIUSES IN THE
ROOM KINDLY RAISE YOUR HANDS?
>> Max: [ Sighing ] ALL RIGHT, FINE.
[ BUCKLE CLINKING ] >> AND YOUR SHOELACES.
>> Malware: YOU RETURNED TO FACE ME AGAIN, AFTER I NEARLY
DESTROYED YOU?
YOU ARE A FOOL, BEN TENNYSON!
>> Way Big: YEAH?
WELL, IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE.
HYAH!
[ EXPLOSION IN DISTANCE ] >> Kevin: HUH?
>> [ WHIMPERING ] >> THEY SEEM TO BE IN
REMARKABLY GOOD CONDITION.
YES, I THINK I CAN WORK WITH THESE.
>> DO EITHER OF YOU HAVE ANY POCKET CHANGE?
>> Way Big: [ GRUNTING ] AAAH!
>> Malware: DO YOU SEE HOW YOUR LOYALTY TO AZMUTH IS REPAID?
>> Way Big: [ GRUNTING ] >> Malware: ONLY DESPAIR AND
UTTER DESTRUCTION AWAIT YOU.
EVEN NOW, PART OF ME NEARS THE CORE.
>> Max: GUYS, WE'RE ALMOST OUT OF TIME!
>> PLENTY OF TIME!
>> WE'RE DONE.
>> Max: WELL...TURN IT ON!
>> [ GASPS ] >> Malware: WHAT?!
NO! IMPOSSIBLE!
[ GRUNTING ] NO-O-O!
THIS IS FAR FROM OVER, TENNYSON.
YOUR FRIENDS HAVE ONLY DELAYED THEIR FATE!
BUT AS FOR YOU...
YOUR JOURNEY ENDS HERE.
>> Kevin: BEN!
>> Malware: [ ROARING ] [ BEEP ]
>> Ben: WH-- I'M HOME?
HOW'D I GET HERE?
>> Young Gwen: I LIKE SCHOOL, BUT WE PROBABLY LEARN MORE WITH
GRANDPA MAX.
>> Ben: [ Sarcastically ] OH, GREAT.
MORE TIME TRAVEL.
>> Young Gwen: GO ON, SAY IT.
[ Imitating Ben ] YOU LIKE SCHOOL?
WHAT A DWEEB!
>> Max: YOU'VE BEEN QUIET, KIDDO.
>> Young Ben: YEAH, I GUESS.
>> Max: YOU'VE BEEN THROUGH A LOT THE PAST FEW DAYS.
GO ON IN AND REST UP.
YOU'LL FEEL BETTER.
>> Young Gwen: GRANDPA, IS BEN GONNA BE OKAY?
>> Max: YEAH. GIVE HIM TIME.
>> I COME 76,000 LIGHT-YEARS, AND I DON'T EVEN GET A FORMAL
GREETING?
>> Young Ben: OH. HEY, AZMUTH.
>> Ben: WAIT, I REMEMBER THIS...
BUT FROM A LOWER ANGLE.
>> SO, HOW IS MY GREATEST INVENTION?
YOU HAVEN'T BLOWN IT APART OR DROPPED IT IN THE TOILET OR
ANYTHING?
>> Young Ben: NO, I GUESS NOT.
>> YOU KNOW, YOU'VE BEEN DOING AN AWFUL LOT OF WINNING SINCE
YOU TOOK POSSESSION OF MY OMNITRIX.
>> Young Ben: SO?
>> "SO", YOU DON'T LEARN ANYTHING WHEN YOU WIN,
BEN TENNYSON.
LOSING THIS TRANSFORMATION YOU CALL FEEDBACK WAS HARD, WASN'T
IT?
>> Young Ben: YEAH. IT FELT LIKE HE WAS A PART OF ME.
>> WELL, YOU CAN LET THAT ONE LOSS DEFINE YOU FROM NOW ON, OR
YOU CAN LEARN FROM IT.
>> Young Ben: DID YOU?
>> Ben: HUH?
YOU CAN SEE ME NOW?
>> Young Ben: DID YOU LEARN FROM IT?
>> Ben: YEAH, THAT LOSING BITES.
>> Young Ben: OH.
>> Ben: LOOK, I DON'T THINK THERE'S ANY BIG TAKEAWAY FROM
OUR BIG FAIL BACK THEN.
>> Young Ben: GUESS YOU'RE STILL MAD AT ME, HUH?
>> Ben: DUDE, NO, I'M MAD AT...
[ SIGHS ] YOU KNOW WHAT?
MAYBE I GOT TO FORGIVE YOU/ME.
>> Young Ben: YOU DO?
>> Ben: YEAH.
WE'RE NOT LOSERS.
BEATING OURSELVES UP IS JUST DOING A FAVOR FOR MALWARE AND
EVERYONE ELSE WE EVER GO UP AGAINST.
SO FROM NOW ON, LET'S SAVE THE BEAT-DOWNS FOR THE BAD GUYS.
DEAL?
[ BEEP ] [ CROWD SCREAMING ]
[ THUNDERING FOOTSTEPS ] >> Malware: [ GROWLING ]
[ EXPLOSION ] >> Kevin: UH, BEN?
>> Feedback: HEY, EVERYBODY!
DID YOU MISS ME?
>> Malware: THE CONDUCTOID?
PATHETIC.
I DESTROYED YOU ONCE BEFORE, AND I'M A HUNDRED TIMES MORE
POWERFUL NOW!
>> Feedback: NOW I REMEMBER WHY I LIKED THIS GUY.
FEEDBACK RULES!
[ ELECTRICITY CRACKLES ] >> Malware: AAAH!
>> Feedback: HYAH!
>> Kevin: AAH!
[ GROANS ] >> [ WHIMPERING ]
>> Kevin: AW, POOR DUMB MUTT.
>> Feedback: UGH.
I'M NOT MAKING A DENT IN THIS CREEP.
AND SOONER OR LATER, I'M GONNA RUN OUT OF GAS.
[ ROARING OVERHEAD ] >> Malware: NO! THIS CANNOT BE!
I DESTROYED THEM ALL!
NO!
>> [ SNARLS ] >> Kevin: YOU'RE WELCOME.
WHOO! YEAH!
THAT'S MORE LIKE IT!
>> [ SNARLS ] >> Kevin: UGH!
AAH!
WHOA! GOOD DOGGY!
>> Feedback: THERE'S GOT TO BE SOME WAY TO TAKE THIS CHUMP OUT
ONCE AND FOR ALL.
>> MIGHT I SUGGEST THESE?
>> Malware: AAH!
>> Feedback: THE MECHAMORPHS!
THAT WAS YOU?
>> ONCE THE HELIXES WERE REPAIRED, IT WAS A SMALL MATTER
TO RE-ENERGIZE THE MECHAMORPHS.
AND I BELIEVE THERE'S MORE THAN ENOUGH ENERGY REMAINING FOR YOUR
PURPOSES.
>> Feedback: THEN LET'S TURN ON THE POWER!
>> Malware: CURSE YOU, BEN TENNYSON!
[ ELECTRICITY CRACKLES ] AAH!
[ BEEPING ] >> Feedback: UGH.
>> Ben: NOW, THAT WAS A TOTAL RUSH.
[ CROWD CHEERS ] OKAY, AZMUTH, I GUESS WE'LL BE
GOING NOW.
>> YES, YES, GOODBYE, BEN TENNYSON.
>> Ben: COME ON!
NOT EVEN A "THANK YOU?" >> YOU EXPECT ME TO PUT ON SOME
HUMILIATING DISPLAY OF GRATITUDE EVERY TIME YOU SAVE A PLANET OR
TWO?
WHO HAS THAT KIND OF TIME?
>> Ben: YOU'RE WELCOME.
>> Kevin:[ WHISTLES ] >> [ BARKING ]
>> Ben: WE'RE TAKING IN ANOTHER STRAY?
>> Kevin: [ Sarcastically ] FUNNY.
SHE'S KIND OF GROWING ON ME.
>> Gwen: IT'S A GIRL?
>> Kevin: YOU REALLY DIDN'T PAY ATTENTION IN HEALTH CLASS, DID
YOU?
>> Max: DON'T ASK.
♪ BEN 10 ♪ ♪ BEN 10 ♪