"1x23" " Tummy Trouble" "Cat's out of the bag, Tennyson!" "Thanks to my meow-meow militia, Bellwood's about to rub up on its new master ..." "Nyancy-Cchan!" "Which one is she again?" "The woman who controls cats." "Right." "Cat lady." "Is that just a little gimmicky?" "On the contrary." "I find her strangely compelling." "Okay." "Let's do this." "Better hope they don't have squirt bottles in the null void, Nyancy." "Because you have been a bad kitty." "Cry havoc!" "And let slip the cats of war!" "You pick, Rook." "The lady or the tigers?" "You don't really want to arrest me, do you?" "I do not want to arrest you." "Huh, I won't even need my heavy hitters." "Just my big eaters." "You'll help me escape, meow-meow." "But first, beat Ben Tennyson to a pulp!" "I am... not nearly as hypnotized as that." "What?" "!" "But I control cats." "Yes, and I am catlike." "But, no." "Well, fiddlesticks!" "A galactic tribunal?" "Boy, you try to take over one city..." " Keep moving." "Are you okay, Ben?" "It cannot be wise to swallow tigers whole, even for a moment." "Nah." "When I'm Upchuck, I eat punks like those for breakfast." "I see." "No." "Something's wrong." "As if millions of stomachs suddenly cried out in hunger." "Ben!" "Come on, Rook." "Road trip." "♪ Ben 10 ♪" "♪ he's a kid, and he wants to 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 ♪" " Peptos XI." " Home world of the Upchucks." "According to the alien life-form database, there are two distinct subspecies of Gourmand ... the Murks and the Perks." "Anything that explains my stomachache?" "Gourmands share a swarm gastronomy." "Anything that explains what you just said?" "Swarm gastronomy ... all Gourmands' stomachs link to a trans-spatial bladder dimension." "How else do you think they can eat that much?" "Gross!" " It is a big universe, Ben, full of wonder and variety and..." "yes, incredible grossness." "What was that?" "!" "Some kind of debris field." "Hold on!" "Rook, is it just me, or do those look like...?" "We have only a few suspects to consider ..." "Vilgax, Aggregor... perhaps the highbreed at one time." "Unknown vessel, this is Lieutenant Rana of the celebrated Calaveras legion." "Prepare for glorious destruction at the hands of the Incursian empire!" "Or it could be the Incursians." " I was coming to them." "What are they doing here?" "Excellent question." "I suggest we not stick around to find out." "I don't know." "A little space battle sounds right up my alley." "Ben, that would be unwise." "Jetray's got it covered." "Or Big Chill, I guess." "And so it begins." "These your controls?" "There." "Was that so unwise?" "Anyway, there's a planet over there that's still in one piece." "We've taken several hits." "I do not know whether this vehicle can survive the strain of re-entry." "Awesome!" "We did it, buddy!" "Computer, set a reminder to review Earth grammar." "I may not fully understand the pronoun "we."" "Come on." "The Upchucks have got to be around here somewhere." "Ben..." "Upchuck's stomach was warning us of a full-scale invasion." "You frogs." "Are in." "Deep trouble." "Hey!" "Let go!" " Don't worry!" "We'll." "Get you." "Back." "To your group." "No need to thank me." "What are you, crazy!" "I'm a Murk!" "You just returned me to the Perks!" "Where'd you get these off-worlders, Murk?" "What are you, consorting with the enemy?" "!" "Ah, blow it out your gullet, Perk!" "That's Ben Tennyson." "It's time to act." "You Perks think too much, Cookmeister!" "You Murks act too much, Cast Iron!" " Yeah!" "Just like a Perk!" " Just like a Perk!" "Who you calling Perk, Murk?" "!" "You sure that the Incursian empire is your enemy?" "I know!" "Aren't they infuriating?" "Private Brown Bag." "Appreciate the assist back there, even if you did muck it up." "What's going on here?" " This?" "Brass is having it out." "Queen Rumbeltum was captured by an Incursian raid last night." "The Murk's got no head for this fight." "We got to execute plan Omega before it's too late!" "There's way too much at stake!" "Steak!" "Plan Omega?" "The big one." "Only the queen can order it." " Order!" "Quiet!" " Order!" "Quiet!" "Hey!" "Quiet down, you!" "Yeah, quiet!" "Let's hear 'em talk!" "Hey, Ben Tennyson." "Saved the universe a few times." "Some of us are Perks, some of us are Murks." "So what?" "I'm human and my partner's a Revonnahgander." "We don't see eye-to-eye, but we work it out." "I'm leading a mission to get the queen back today." "Yeah!" "Who's with us?" "!" "You got to be kidding me!" "If we're not gonna execute plan Omega, then we attack the enemy directly." "Yeah!" "That is much less risky, and it leaves our options open." "Dude, they took the Upchucks' queen." "Yeah!" "If the Incursians win, the queen will have no country." "Yeah!" "Great." "Let's do it my way." "No, Ben." " Huh?" "My mind is made up." " Well, so is mine." "Hey!" "Good luck, man." "To you, as well." "Raff!" "Raff!" " Right here, Princess Attea." "What did you call me?" " Forgive me, General Attea," "Princess, scion, and team supreme of the deathless Incursian empire, highest commander of the celebrated Calaveras legion." "Better!" "Make yourself useful and call my daddy." "Tell him my moment of glory is at hand." "Far be it from me to correct you, highest commander, but the" "Gourmand army is more resilient than expected." "I am leading this fleet, Raff, not you!" "Get the queen!" "Well, hello." "I've been planning the most wonderful victory banquet." "You're gonna sign this planet over to me, barfbag, or you will pay the price." " Ooh!" "Ha!" "Oh, that does it!" "You shan't be invited!" "Unhand my royal person!" "I have seating charts to make!" "Where are you taking me?" "Piece of cake." "Mmm!" "Cake!" "Now, that's cold-blooded." "Who's there?" "Guard station 19." "Report!" "Uh, this is guard station 19." "This is commander Raff." "Is everything all right there?" "Oh, yeah, great." "Uh, we're all great here." "Ribbet, and, uh..." "Well, just ribbet, and just, you know, super psyched for..." "the Emperor." "Go, war!" "Well, stay alert." "Raff out." "Last time I was on an Incursian ship, the holding cell was..." "this way." "Stay frosty, Murks." "Frosting!" "Sergeant Cast Iron!" " She's in stasis!" "Get her out of there!" "Get back!" "Give the queen some air!" "Oh!" "Oh, what happened?" "Don't worry, your highness." "We'll get you out of here." "Ben Tennyson!" "Did you really think you could sneak aboard my ship without my knowing?" "Wait." "Attea?" " Uh-huh." "Older and wiser." "Now stand down, all of you!" "I'm only saying this once." "Don't have to tell us twice!" "Attack!" "No!" "Oh, my tract!" "A rescue!" "How delightful!" "Enough monkey business." "Surrender!" "Or you'll have a royal mess to clean up." "There sure are a lot of them!" "Yes, perhaps I should have listened to Ben." "I should have listened to Rook." "You heard me." "Weapons down or the queen gets it." "Don't listen to her, boys." "Next to my people, I am nothing." "Big mistake, kid." "There's too many of them!" " We hold the line!" "Whoa!" "I don't think there's much of a line left." "Huh?" "Bralla da." "Come on, boys!" "All pushing!" "Pardon." "I would do literally anything to get out of this airlock." "You think?" "Ben!" "I am General Attea ..." "Princess, scion, and teen supreme of the deathless Incursian empire." "Whoa!" "Ohh, my tract!" "The queen!" "Hang on tight, your highness!" "Hey!" "Keep it level!" "Oh, dear!" "Ohh, my tract and tummy." "Whoa!" "Aw, man." "Tough toady, Earth boy." " Run away!" " Run!" "Be right down!" "What are you?" "Deficient?" "Plan Omega is our only chance!" "There's an invading force on Peptos XI." "Plan Omega's gonna do the work for them!" "I'll be the judge of that." " Queen Rumbeltum!" "Your majesty." "Sergeant Cast Iron, thank you for your bold rescue of my royal person." "Well, of course, your grace." "My boys, I had the most wonderful feast planned." "Oh, well!" "Perhaps in the next world." "It's moving day!" "Bon appétit!" "They're eating the planet!" " This is plan Omega." "They can't take our planet if there's no planet to take." "It's called Peptos XI, dumpling." "What do you think happened to the other 10?" "Wait, you mean those other planets, the wreckage we saw ... you... ate them?" "And just when we got this planet the way we liked it..." "Your highness..." " No!" "We can't let these little freaks beat us!" "Highest commander, our troops!" "We can't take much more of this!" "Is my vehicle still spaceworthy?" "But I..." "who's with the...?" "What the... this?" "Ugh, I can't." "It is not uncommon." "Many species develop such defense mechanisms." "It is..." "A big universe." "Yeah." "When in Rome, I guess." "The Gourmands?" "Yeah." "Kind of beautiful." "And the moment passes." "Perhaps the Gourmands will be happy in their new home." "Sure, provided they can keep from eating it." "All hail lord Emperor Milleous, light of the Incursian empire, destroyer of entire galaxies, all living creatures tremble in your ..." "Attea, you're stalling." "The operation on Peptos was a complete success." "So, it's ours now?" " I... changed my mind." "Better to destroy it and let it serve as a warning to others." "You are wise, daughter of mine." "Soon the rest of the galaxy knuckles under... or there will be fireworks." "And soon, many places do not even get to knuckle under." "synccorrectionbyf1nc0"