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| Breakpoint |
Prologue
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| In Undertown, a truck driven by two humans passes through a neighborhood. The passenger looks out the window. | |
| Driver | Watch out now, for hijackers. The last three shipments of alien tech were hijacked. I-I don't want to get hijacked. |
| The two spot someone in the middle of the streets, and the driver slams down on the brakes, stopping just behind the person. The person turns around, revealing themselves to be Ben, wearing his Alien Force jacket. He turns around, giving a slightly annoyed look. | |
| Driver | Hey, look, it's Ben Tennyson! |
| The glass on the driver's door suddenly breaks, and someone tries to pull him out of the vehicle. The passenger grabs onto his arm, but then notices his own door being ripped off of the truck. He lets go of the driver and sees Ben, wearing his hoodie. Ben tosses the door aside. | |
| The jacket-wearing Ben confronts the driver and passenger, who are now tied up in front of their truck. | |
| Jacket Ben | (sounding like Corvo) You are getting hijacked! |
| An 11-year-old Ben joins him. | |
| Young Ben | (sounding like Solid Plugg) Yeah. Do what you're told, and you won't be hurt. |
| The hoodie-wearing Ben sits off to the side, doing curls with a small barbell. | |
| Hoodie Ben | (sounding like Fistrick) 110, 111, 112, 113... |
| The driver and passenger hear the sound of tires screeching as another truck comes to a halt. Ben, wearing his Tenn-Speed outfit yells out to his allies from the cabin. | |
| Tenn-Speed Ben | (sounding like Liam; clucking) Let's go! |
| The jacket-wearing Ben attaches an explosive to the back of the driver's truck and plugs his ears as it detonates. The young Ben opens up their truck's back as the jacket-wearing Ben enters the hijacked truck. They quickly toss the boxes to their own truck, and the young Ben closes the back door. The hoodie-wearing Ben walks past the driver and passenger. | |
| Hoodie Ben | Thank you for your generous bro-nation. (laughs) |
| The quartet of Bens drive off in their truck. | |
| Theme Plays | |
Act 1
| Speaker | Dialogue |
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| In the Plumber Headquarters, Ben, Rook and Max watch footage of the heist. | |
| Max | Don't take it personally, Ben. They're just ringin' your chimes. |
| Ben | (aggressively eating chili fries) How could I not take it personally? That's my face - my personal face! |
| Rook | It is difficult to know if you are being serious when chili fries are flying out of your mouth. |
| Rook picks a loose chili fry off of his head. | |
| Ben | This is angry eating, Rook. |
| Rook | I see. You are destroying yourself from the inside to match your inner anger. |
| Ben | Exactly. (realization) Huh? |
| Max | Hey, look close. Four hijackings in Undertown, and we haven't got a clue. |
| On the screen, the hoodie-wearing Ben signals to the young Ben what to do. | |
| Ben | Hey, this one's giving the orders while doing curls. Who does that? |
| Ben & Rook | Fistrick. |
| Ben | Jinx! You owe me some chili fries. |
| Rook | On what planet does this jinx law apply? Surely not Earth. |
| Ben | I got it. I'll go undercover, get close to Fistrick, and catch him in the act. Then... |
| Rook and Max glare at Ben. | |
| Ben | What? |
| Max | Undercover work takes self-control, Ben - a lot of self-control. |
| Ben | I have self-control. |
| Rook | Your food choices say otherwise. |
| Ben | Trust me - I've got this. (tosses his chili fries aside; looks at the last fry he is holding) Eh...just one more. (eats the chili fry) |
| Rook and Max glance at each other. | |
| In Blukic and Driba's lab, the two Galvan tamper with the Omnitrix with a machine, causing sparks to fly everywhere. | |
| Ben | Ow! Ow! |
| The machine finishes the process. | |
| Ben | Is that it? |
| Blukic and Driba float down on hovering platforms. | |
| Blukic | Yep. |
| Driba | The next time you transform, you'll lock into the DNA of whichever alien choose until you remove the lock with a verbal code. Then you can just transform as usual. |
| Blukic | But to revert back to your original DNA lock, use the verbal code again. Got it? |
| Ben | I think so. What's the verbal-unlock code? |
| Driba | It's the first thing you said after we locked it. Wasn't that clear? |
| Ben | "Is that it?" |
| Omnitrix | Unlock code accepted. |
| Blukic | No! Not before you transform! |
| Driba | (sighs) Well, now we have to initialize it again! |
| The machine begins tampering with the Omnitrix again. | |
| Ben | Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! |
| The Proto-TRUK sits parked outside of the Golden Fist Tournament building, rechristened as "Fistrick's Jym". Ben cycles through his available transformations. | |
| Rook | Perhaps this requires one of your more muscular transformations. |
| Ben | What do you think I'm trying for? Come on, Four Arms! |
| Ben slams down the dial, transforming into Wildvine. | |
| Rook | Four Arms would've been an excellent choice. |
| Wildvine (wearing sweatbands, a cooling towel, and a belt) walks up to the gym as Rook coaches him from afar. | |
| Rook | Remember - self-control! |
| Wildvine | (groans) |
| Wildvine enters the gym, and sees Fistrick with his gang - Liam, Corvo and Solid Plugg. As they work out, Fistrick starts walking up to Wildvine, and he panics. He tries to grab a barbell, but struggles. He eventually lifts it, but launches it high above and behind him. Fistrick catches it in mid-air. | |
| Fistrick | You're new, bro. |
| Wildvine | Yeah. I was lookin' for a new gym. Uh, like, workin' out is my life. (flexes; immediately deflates) |
| Fistrick | (chuckles) I heard that. Welcome to my brojo. Grab a bench and knock out a few reps. |
| Wildvine | (chuckling) Yeah. Yeah, I'm gonna...rep it up. |
| Wildvine works a cable machine, only managing to lift two weights. | |
| Wildvine | Like, crazy rep. (chuckles) |
| Meanwhile, Corvo lifts a massive barbell. Suddenly, Wildvine's stomach rumbles. | |
| Outside, E-N vandalizes the Proto-TRUK. Inside the vehicle, Rook receives a call from Wildvine. | |
| Wildvine | Rook! |
| Rook | Yes, Ben? |
| Wildvine bends over to speak into his belt. | |
| Wildvine | Remember when you said you owed me chili fries? |
| Rook | I never said that. |
| Wildvine | Well, you're off the hook if you get me a meatball sub. |
| Rook | A what? |
| Wildvine | All these reps are making me hungry! |
| Fistrick and the others notice Wildvine talking. Wildvine takes notice. | |
| Wildvine | Uh...I mean... Got to carbo-load. (chuckles) Right. |
| Rook listens in on the conversation. | |
| Solid Plugg | Now he's making me hungry. |
| Wildvine continues to talk into his Omnitrix symbol. | |
| Wildvine | Okay, meatball sub - regular. Don't let them talk you into the Gloppenbeef. |
| Corvo | Who are you talking to? |
| Wildvine | (chuckles) Uh...m-m-m-myself. I like to psych myself up while I'm workin' out. |
| Corvo | Bro, who sent you? You're a plant! |
| Solid Plugg | Of course he's a plant. |
| Fistrick | Hey. This is a bro-centric gym. We're all brothers here. This guy ain't no Red Spot. Besides, we got nothin' to hide. I'm a legitimate businessman, right? |
| Corvo | Oh. Right. Totally legitimate. |
| Liam and Solid Plugg nod in agreement. | |
| Fistrick | Come on. These muscles ain't gonna build themselves. |
| Meanwhile, Rook leaves Sara's Italian Deli with a meatball sub. He gets in the Proto-TRUK and sniffs the bag, finding it pleasing. | |
| Back at Fistrick's gym, Fistrick makes an announcement. | |
| Fistrick | Hold it. Hold it! Time to play our super-sick game invented by me - "who can lift the heaviest thing?" |
| Fistrick lifts up a barbell with his toes. Corvo, Solid Plugg and Liam activate confetti poppers. | |
| Wildvine | Really? |
| Corvo attempts the game, lifting a larger barbell between his toes. | |
| Solid Plugg | Uh, watch this. |
| Steam emits from Solid Plugg's mouth as he lifts a massive barbell with his two toes. | |
| Liam | (chuckles) That's the best you can do? |
| Fistrick | (to Wildvine) See, the path to the ultimate you is no joke. You gotta be in peak condition to stimulate those good bromosomes. |
| Wildvine | Oh, yeah. I'm all about the, uh, bromosomes. |
| Liam grunts as he lifts up the largest barbell with just one foot. | |
| Solid Plugg | What do you think of that, new guy? I bet you wish you had muscles instead of vines. |
| Liam gives in to the wright and topples over, squawking on his way down. | |
| Wildvine | I'll take that bet. |
| Wildvine grabs onto a pair of barbells with his tendrils and enlarges them. He successfully lifts them up. | |
| Wildvine | (grunting) Yeah. |
| Solid Plugg | (gasps) Boss, this guy should go on our next...uh...workout. You know, the one with billions of weights. |
| Fistrick | Plugg, make like a clam and dummy up. We have a winner! |
| Fistrick walks up to Wildvine, who is struggling to keep the weights held up. | |
| Fistrick | Bro, you lifted the heaviest thing - this time. |
| Wildvine | Thanks, bro. (chuckles; drops the weights) Um...I'm going to go stretch my vines with some wind sprints. Uh, got to go get my cardio in, right? Oh, yeah. |
| Wildvine leaves. | |
| Rook eats a meatball sub, as Wildvine taps on the glass of his door's window. He lowers it. | |
| Wildvine | I know Fistrick's next move - a robbery at Billions Tower. |
| Rook | (with a mouthful) Billions B-bower? |
| Wildvine | Sorry - what? The words coming out of your mouth look like meatballs. |
| Rook | (gulps; chuckles nervously) Allow me to explain. I have nothing. |
| At night, Fistrick and his gang, disguised as their respective Bens, confront the guard at Billions Tower. | |
| Fistrick | Yo, I'm Ben 10. There's a quote-unquote threat to the wicked-sick space nose-cone deal you got up in here. Let me check on it, bro. |
| Liam | (clucking) |
| The four proceed, and find it in a room. | |
| Solid Plugg | Hey. How are we getting this thing out of here? |
| Fistrick | Hold up, bro. There's too many of us. |
| Liam | (clucking) |
| Corvo | 1, 2, 3, 4... |
| Solid Plugg | This is confusing. |
| Ben | Well, let me make it easy for you. |
| Ben walks in front of the gang and transforms into Crashhopper. | |
| Crashhopper | There. Now the real Ben looks like somebody else. |
| Crashhopper leaps into the air and crashes down, scattering the imposters. From above, Rook shoots at them with the Proto-Tool, breaking their ID Masks. Crashhopper looks down at Solid Plugg. | |
| Crashhopper | Solid Plugg? |
| Solid Plugg | I know. I'm denser than I seem. |
| Rook is then thrown into Crashhopper, knocking them both into the wall. Crashhopper times out. | |
| Fistrick | Now the way we tell who the real Ben 10 is... |
| Corvo drops the nose cone overtop of them. Fistrick manages to catch it and lift it up. | |
| Fistrick | ...the real one is paste. |
Act 2
| Speaker | Dialogue |
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| Fistrick | (strained) I'm gonna flatten you! |
| An alarm begins blaring. | |
| Fistrick | Huh? (to Corvo) You fried the alarm, right? |
| Corvo | I did, but...I don't know. They must have, like, a regeneration circuit. |
| Liam | (clucks) We got to bail now! |
| Ben tries to use the Omnitrix, with no success. | |
| Ben | (groans) Still timed out. |
| Fistrick's gang explodes the wall of Billions Tower, and leap out of the building with the nose cone. A parachute on the nose cone activates, and Fistrick climbs on top of it. | |
| Fistrick | Ben 10, you must've been doing squats or something, bro, 'cause the universe is smiling back today. |
| In the Plumber Headquarters, Ben and Rook speak with Max. | |
| Max | You should've reported in and let us assist. If they get a delivery system for that nose cone, Fistrick's spaceborne again. |
| Ben | So go bring him in, Grandpa. |
| Max turns a deep red out of anger. | |
| Rook | Ben, if we arrest him now, we may never find that nose cone. The Infinitum tip is irreplaceable. |
| Max manages to keep himself under control. | |
| Ben | Fistrick may be a crook, but at least he doesn't yell at his bros. |
| Max | I'm not your bro. |
| At Fistrick's gym, he and his gang work out with Wildvine. | |
| Liam | (clucks) |
| Fistrick | 274... |
| Wildvine lifts a barbell. | |
| Fistrick | 275. |
| Wildvine puts down the barbell. | |
| Fistrick | (chuckles) Killer set, bro. |
| Wildvine | Yeah, bro. Really works up an appetite. (chuckles) Want to grab some chili fries? |
| Fistrick | That garbage? Come on! I envy you Floraunas. You eat pure sunlight through the process of photo-simpleness. |
| Liam drops a weight on his chest and squawks. | |
| Fistrick | Pure purity, bro. |
| Wildvine | Exactly. (chuckles) I was just totally kidding you there. |
| Fistrick | The healthiest diet is a pure diet. Seek pure-trification in all things, but mostly food. We are what we eat, right? So we are food. |
| Wildvine | Riiiiiight. (chuckles) |
| Liam | (clucks) Hey, boss, ain't we goin' out soon? |
| Fistrick | Right. Yeah. Okay, time to go. |
| Fistrick and his gang start to leave. | |
| Wildvine | Uh, where - where you goin'? |
| Fistrick | Listen, you're a bro. You know how it is. A bro's got to have secrets sometimes, even from another bro - for now. |
| They leave the gym. | |
| Later, elsewhere in Undertown, Fistrick's gang (disguised as Ben) sneak into a building. Ben and Rook watch them from the Proto-TRUK. | |
| Ben | At least when I was undercover, I was working out when nothing happened. |
| Rook | Surprise, partner! |
| Rook presents Ben with two meatball subs. He tosses one to Ben as he takes a bite from the other. | |
| Ben | Yeah, I used to love those, but now they seem...gross. |
| Rook | May I have yours? |
| Ben hands his meatball sub over to Rook, who proceeds to eat it. | |
| Ben | Slow down there, farm boy. Meatball subs are a sometime food, not an anytime food. |
| Meanwhile, Fistrick's gang sneaks out of the building. | |
| Rook | Wait, they are not always food? Ben, are you- |
| Ben | No! I'm not too close to the case? Is it weird to care about nutrition? |
| Rook | For you? Yes. |
| The two look out Ben's window. They spot Fistrick's gang smuggling briefcases into a truck, and setting off an explosive in the building before driving away. | |
| Ben | Ohh! How did we miss them? |
| The Proto-TRUK follows the criminals. Fistrick notices them in the side-view mirror. He nods to Liam. They continue to drive through Undertown, barrelling into garbage. They make a quick turn, and Fiatrick quickly exits the truck. Ben does the same, leaving the Proto-TRUK and pursuing Fistrick on foot. He activates the Omnitrix. | |
| Ben | Come on, Omnitrix! Give me Fasttrack! |
| Ben transforms into Feedback as Fistrick runs down an alleyway. Feedback bursts into a residence, only to find alien bathing in a tub. The alien grunts. | |
| Feedback | Sorry. Sorry. |
| Feedback stumbles through the home, eventually finding Fistrick trying to escape through a window. However, an alien canine is pulling at his leg, distracting him. He notices Feedback and grabs the dog, tossing it at Feedback. | |
| Feedback | Aah! |
| Feedback catches the dog, which gleefully pants. He sets it down and goes to follow Fistrick, only for the dog to bite down on one of his antennae. | |
| Feedback | (grunts) Ow! Hey! |
| Feedback pulls on his antennae, freeing himself and falling out of the window. He falls into a pile of garbage, and sees Fistrick's truck come to pick him up. He threatens to shoot electricity from his antennae, but spots Fistrick's ID mask fritzing, partially revealing his face. He doesn't fire, allowing Fistrick to get in the truck and drive off. Feedback fires off the electricity, yelling out. | |
| Feedback | Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! |
| Max speaks to Ben and Rook at the Plumber Headquarters. | |
| Max | (to Ben) Are you getting too close to the case? |
| Rook | Yes. You have been warned about getting too close to the case. |
| Ben | Yeah, yeah. I'm late for my workout. |
| Ben wheels away in the chair he is sitting backwards on. | |
| Max | You are staying right here. |
| Ben gets out of the chair and walks away. Max gives a concerned look. | |
| Wildvine arrives at the gym. He notices the four congregated in the hallway with blasters. Liam clucks. | |
| Wildvine | Uh...hey. Preppin' for a workout? |
| Fistrick | Where you been? |
| Wildvine | Around. You know, (chuckles) places. |
| Fistrick | Well, you're welcome to stay, use the equipment. Unless you want to join us. You must've been curious by now. |
| Wildvine | Eh...why not? |
| Solid Plugg pulls a lever disguised as a barbell. The glass roof of the building opens up, and the arena's floor opens. A rocket rises up from underground. | |
| Wildvine | Whoa. |
| Fistrick | Pretty radical, right? You're one of us now. (slaps Wildvine's arm) You got potential - potential bro-ness. |
| Wildvine | Thanks. |
| Wildvine looks at the rocket and grimaces. Metal doors above the gym open, revealing the sky. The rocket re-orientates to face it. Meanwhile, Fistrick's gang and Wildvine get in the rocket. | |
| Fistrick | (to Wildvine) This workout's in orbit, behind a force field and laser-defense grid that'd shoot down anything with an engine. |
| Liam | Ignition! (pulls on pulley) |
| The rocket's launch tower creates an orange field of energy in front of the rocket. | |
| Fistrick | (to Wildvine) Sick, right? |
| Wildvine | Uh, did you say something about a...force field? |
| Liam | Bros away! |
| The rocket launches into space, pushing everyone into their chairs. They quickly ascend into the sky, and a monitor appears before Wildvine. It depicts their destination. | |
| Fistrick | Yeah - that force field. |
| Wildvine | Are you whack-a-doo? When we hit, everyone on that ship is doomed! |
| Fistrick | Relax. It's fully automated. The crew's all chillaxing in Undertown, waiting for a refuel. |
| Wildvine | You sure we're gonna survive? |
| Fistrick | Kinda sure, bro. |
| Fistrick notices their rocket quickly approaching the spaceship. | |
| Fistrick | Aaaaaaaaaaah! |
| Wildvine | Aah! |
| The others begin yelling as the rocket collides with the force field. It digs into the ship's flooring. The ship seals the hole created by the rocket. Fistrick's gang recovers and begins chuckling. They start putting on their ID masks. | |
| Wildvine | What do you need those for? You said it was unmanned. |
| Solid Plugg | Security cameras. (offers ID mask) Put yours on. |
| Wildvine takes the ID mask. | |
| Fistrick | You're in with us, bro - all the way. |
| Wildvine | All the way. Huh. Gotcha. |
| Wildvine puts on the mask, disguising himself as Ben. The quintet leave the rocket from its nose, carrying their briefcases. Liam begins sucking leaves off of a tree using his case. | |
| Wildvine | Plants? Should I be offended? |
| Fistrick | Bulking fronds. They only grow in artificial gravity. Highly valuable, super-nutritious - the perfect workout fuel, bro. |
| Wildvine sees Solid Plugg and Liam collecting the fronds, while Corvo sets explosives. | |
| Solid Plugg | Uh, we got it all, boss. |
| Corvo | The explosive chargers are set. |
| Fistrick | (to Wildvine) That's to cover our tracks. |
| Wildvine | We can't reuse that rocket. How are we leaving. |
| Fistrick | You're gonna love it. |
| The gang stands before a large window, which opens up to reveal the vacuum of space. Corvo, Solid Plugg, and Liam take off their ID masks, and take several silver rings out of a bag. They each take one and Corvo tosses the last to Fistrick. He takes off his ID mask and activates the ring around his neck, creating a space suit for himself. | |
| Wildvine | Oh, those suits are protection for re-entry. |
| Solid Plugg | This kid's pretty smart. |
| Wildvine takes off his ID mask. | |
| Wildvine | Uh, where's mine? |
| Liam | (clucks; laughs) Not that smart. |
| Fistrick | You don't need one, Tennyson. |
| Wildvine gasps. | |
Act 3
| Speaker | Dialogue |
|---|---|
| Wildvine | You figured out who I am? |
| Fistrick | Come on, Ben Tennyon. (taps cranium) You think I'm mentally in-composted or somethin'? |
| Wildvine | Aw! Can't believe I blew my own cover! |
| Fistrick puts his arm over Wildvine's shoulder. | |
| Fistrick | Bro, you got too close to the case. |
| Wildvine grabs Fistrick and throws him to the ground. He prepares to punch Fistrick. | |
| Fistrick | (grunts) Hey! Quit it! We got us some insurance. |
| Corvo tosses a meatball sub bag over to Wildvine. | |
| Wildvine | Rook! If you hurt him, Fistrick- |
| Fistrick | I saved his life when I took this from him. The way I see it, we're even. |
| Liam | That's totally sick, boss, but we're gonna miss our window. |
| Fistrick | Do it! |
| Fistrick's gang jumps out of the window with their briefcases. Fistrick stays behind. | |
| Fistrick | Your bro's under the hydroponics. Save him or fight me - your choice. (dons helmet) Or should I say, your dilemmon. |
| Fistrick takes his breifcase and starts walking towards the window. | |
| Fistrick | For what it's worth, I tried to go straight. But you know how much this stuff goes for retail? (slaps briefcase) |
| Fistrick jumps out the window. | |
| Wildvine | Is that it?! |
| Omnitrix | Unlock code accepted. |
| Wildvine reverts back to Ben. | |
| Ben | No! I meant- (groans) Forget it! |
| The explosives start going off. Ben runs back into the ship, and finds Rook trapped behind a door. He opens it. | |
| Ben | Rook! |
| More explosives go off. | |
| Ben | We got to go! Come on! |
| Ben activates the Omnitrix and transforms into Bloxx. Bloxx envelops Rook and assumes his spherical form and rolls out of the ship as it blows up. Meanwhile, Fistrick and his gang descend to Earth's atmosphere. Fistrick dodges his plummeting barbell, which quickly combusts without protection. He and his gang, however, survive the re-entry. Their suits tear up as they fall through the sky. | |
| Corvo | Yeah, man! Ha ha! |
| Fistrick | (chuckling) Yeah, bro! |
| Bloxx similarly re-enters, but he remains on fire. Rook speaks to him from inside. | |
| Rook | Hang tight, Ben! |
| Bloxx forms his head inside of his sphere. | |
| Bloxx | Says the guy whose butt isn't on fire. |
| The Omnitrix starts to time out. | |
| Rook | Huh? |
| Bloxx reverts back to Ben. They both scream, but Ben realizes he isn't on fire anymore. | |
| Ben | That's better! |
| Rook | In what way?! |
| Ben | Relax. As soon as the Omnitrix is ready again, I'll fly us home. |
| The Omnitrix times back in. Ben activates it and transforms into Mole-Stache. | |
| Mole-Stache | I say, Mole-Stache? This is quite unprecedented. |
| Mole-Stache's mustache enlarges, and he flies up. | |
| Mole-Stache | Aha! I caught an updraft! |
| Rook spots Fistrick's gang below them. He dives towards them, and takes down Corvo. He rams him into Solid Plugg, and they both lose the contents of their briefcases. Mole-Stache, meanwhile, uses his mustache like a helicopter and flies down to the others. | |
| Fistrick | No! My bulkin' fronds! |
| Corvo gets Rook off of him and activates his parachute. Rook dives down to Liam, and makes him drop his briefcase. | |
| Liam | (clucks) |
| Liam activates his parachute, forcing Rook off of him. Mole-Stache catches Rook, as Solid Plugg and Fistrick activate their parachutes. As they lower to the ground, they take off their parachutes, and land in some water near a shore. They begin to paddle, and upon arriving at shore, Fistrick walks over to a tarp. He unveils a truck under it. Rook then lands on the ground, and aims his Proto-Tool at Fistrick's gang. | |
| Liam | (clucks) |
| Fistrick notices Mole-Stache on the roof of his truck, with his mustache taking the form of fists. | |
| Fistrick | Huh? |
| Fistrick tosses the tarp aside and climbs onto the roof of his truck. | |
| Mole-Stache | Sir, you leave me no choice but to pummel you. |
| Fistrick | Aaaaaaaaaah- |
| Fistrick attempts to tackle Mole-Stache, but is socked in the face twice. | |
| Fistrick | Unh! Unh! |
| Mole-Stache | (chuckles) Et là! Quite close, that. |
| Fistrick | Uhaaaaaaaaah! |
| Fistrick tries to grab at him, but misses and falls down. He slides off of his truck. | |
| Fistrick | Unh! |
| Fistrick gets in the truck and starts the engine. | |
| Fistrick | See ya, bro! |
| Fistrick tries to drive away, only for his truck to be lifted up by Mole-Stache. He struggles to keep it above his head, and eventually slams it down. Fistrick falls out of the door, defeated. Mole-Stache overlooks him. | |
| Fistrick | (groaning) Nice 'stache, bro... |
| Mole-Stache reverts back to Ben. | |
| Ben | (groans) I am so sick of you, and "bro", and your bros, and being your bro, and watching what I eat, and working out, and nutritional supplements! |
| Fistrick | (sits up) Don't deny your bromosomes. You are what you eat, bro. |
| Max and Patelliday arrive in the Proto-TRUK. | |
| Ben | Stop saying "bro," bro! I mean...dude. The only thing my bromosomes are telling me is to hand you over and bag me some chili fries! |
| Patelliday moves Fistrick's gang into the Proto-TRUK. | |
| Fistrick | Ugh. Vaya Con Carne. |
| Fistrick follows his gang. | |
| Max | Ben, you took a lot of chances, but I can't argue with results. Aw, who am I kidding? Omnitrix or not, you step that far out of line again, and I will... I'll have your dad ship you off to a military academy! |
| Max walks away. | |
| Ben | Whoa. |
| At Burger Shack, Ben enjoys some chili fries. Rook walks up the cashier. | |
| Rook | Hello. A meatball sub, please. |
| Cashier | We don't make meatball subs, sir. |
| Rook walks back to Ben, who is still stuffing his face with chili fries. | |
| Rook | Ben- |
| Ben | I know, I know - "It's sometime food." But the sometime is now. |
| Rook | No. They do not make meatball subs. Is this not a restaurant?! |
| Ben | Come on. I'll buy you a sub on the way back to the base. |
| Rook | (tearing up) That is very kind. And several more to go. |
| Ben | Anything you- (realization) Yeah. Let's get a whole mess of 'em. |
| In the Plumber Headquarters, Blukic and Driba deliver food to the prisoners on their Hovercycle. They arrive at Fistrick's cell, where he is doing push-ups with one hand. | |
| Blukic | Chow time...bro. |
| They slide a covered meal into Fistrick's cell. They laugh and drive off. Fistrick takes the lid off of his dish, and finds a steaming meatball sub with fries. | |
| Fistrick | What? Tennyson! |
| Fistrick throws his meatball sub against the cell door. | |
| Fistrick | I know you're behind this, bro! You can cage my spirit, but you can't cage my diet! |
| Credits Play | |