"1x21" " Showdown, part 1" "Welcome, children, to the Galvan museum Hall of predators." "Despite our diminutive size, we Galvans have used our innate intellect to outwit and defeat every existing predator in the galaxy." "Except one." "Behold Omnivoracious." "These fossilized bones are all that remain of what was once the swiftest, fiercest, most cunning and determined predator in the known universe." "Indeed, the Galvan race might never have survived, but for a freak asteroid collision and a fluke of extreme climate change that wiped out" "Omnivoracious millions of years ago." "Now if you'll follow me into the Azmuth pavilion of astounding Galvan brilliance." ""Astounding Galvan brilliance"?" "More like persistently pervasive dumb luck." "But then again, I have always asserted that the Galvans are far more lucky than s-smart." "That luck is about to run out." "You there!" "Step away from the fossils!" "Soon the entire Galvan race will wish they had perished along with their former predators." "♪ 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 ♪" "Ehh!" "This patrol is a real yawn fest." "There are festivals for yawning?" "It means "I'm bored."" "Would you please stop that?" "Can't help it." "When I'm bored, I fiddle." "It is a wonder you have not destroyed the Omnitrix with your "fiddling"." "Actually, I have." "More than once." "Perhaps we could pass the time more constructively with conversation." "We have been partners for a while now, yet we barely know the first thing about one another." "What do you want to know?" "Favorite color?" "Favorite food?" "Hobbies?" "Green, chili fries, collecting something called "sumo slammers."" "All obvious within minutes of meeting you." "Right." "You want more personal stuff." "Worst fear, first crush, distinctive body marks." "Peacocks, Patty Berkenfeld ... 3rd grade, scar on your lower back in the shape of something called "New Jersey."" "What?" " I read your file." "Those Plumber background checks are thorough." "As in T.M.I. thorough." "I did notice one O-mission in your files that piqued my curiosity." "Ask me anything." "I'm an open book." "Tell me about "Feedback."" " That book's closed." "By all indications, Feedback was your most utilized alien form for a long stretch of time in your early career." "Then suddenly and without explanation, your use abruptly ceased for good." "Curious, no?" "No." "And I don't want to talk about it." "And I didn't use him that much." "We could really use Xlr8 for this one, Ben." "Way ahead of you, grandpa." "It's hero time!" "How are you supposed to catch a turbocharged getaway car with a living extension cord, doofus?" "Doesn't matter how." "As long as I look good doing it." "It's hero time!" "Feedback absorbs electricity, doofus." "Heatblast absorbs fire." "Why do you like Feedback so much anyway?" "Um, because he's awesome and cool?" "But you wouldn't know anything about that, obviously, dweeb." "I would very much like to see this Feedback form of yours, Ben." "Why will you not show him to me?" "Need I remind you that partnership is based upon mutual trust, and keeping secrets is detrimental to that trust." "Stop the car!" "Trust me." "Come on, Waterhazard." "You know, Omnitrix, Heatblast is as not-waterhazard as possible." "Just sayin'." "You there!" "Stop it!" "Ben Tennyson?" "Noooo!" "Wait!" "I was trying to put a fire out!" "Go away!" "Leave Pakmar alone!" "Or Pakmar call Plumbers on you!" "It's me!" "Ben Tennyson!" "Pakmar knows Ben Tennyson!" "You ruin Pakmar's new business venture." "Again!" "Attention, citizen!" "Pull over your flaming vehicle, or I will be forced to disable it!" "No!" "Not flaming vehicle!" "Barbecue!" "Can't you read?" "Uh, Rook?" "Bad idea on all fronts!" "What'd you do that for?" "!" "I put out the fire, did I not?" "Yeah, you also put out my fire!" "And the little guy's still trapped in his truck!" "Let go!" "Pakmar doesn't need your help!" "Now here's a guy with trust issues." "I know you're a busy Galvan, first thinker Azmuth." "But given the evidence that "he" was here..." "Much as I hate to say it, you were right to disturb me." "Malware may yet be in the vicinity." "Alert the guards and have them conduct a thorough search." "Curious." "Malware." "Wrong!" "You Galvans think you know everything." "But I, Dr. Psychobos, am aboutto p-prove the undisputed superiority of the Cerebrocrustacean intellect." "Note the Mongrel's collar, Azmuth." "Does it look at all familiar?" "How many centuries did it take you to perfect your greatest invention, the Omnitrix?" "It took m-me weeks to improve upon that perfection, and I use that term loosely." "Eh." "Not bad." "For a cheap knockoff." "You Galvans have always boasted that you've managed to outlive all your natural p-predators." "Let's put that theory to a test, shall we?" "Psychobos!" "Stop this nonsense!" "Dr. Psychobos:" "That's Doctor Psychobos." "And you concede the superiority of the Cerebrocrustacean intellect?" "I concede that I don't care, Psychobos." "I concede that proving which species is smarter is a colossal waste of time, energy, and resources." "You don't think I took precautions to prevent you from using that device to teleport out of here?" "Did you think to prevent me from teleporting anyone in?" "Put Pakmar's truck down!" "Before you do any more damage!" "How could we possibly do any more damage?" "Just like a Galvan to cheat!" "Perhaps you have been cheated." "But I have just been handed an incredible stroke of good fortune." "My ultimate prey, Ben Tennyson, is now trapped in this arena." "You will keep your focus on Azmuth!" "I am perfectly capable of, as the earthlings say, killing two birds with one stone." "Azmuth?" " I'll explain everything later." "You always say that, but you never do." "You are Azmuth." "I cannot believe I am in the presence of the greatest mind in the universe." "No, he is not!" "And I am about to prove it." "That is, if a certain partner, and I use the term loosely, would learn to cooperate." "Eat exploding gummy-ball thing!" "Probably should have seen that coming." "Guys?" "A little help!" "Oh!" "Make that a lot of help!" "Oh." "Right." "I must stop the hunter who controls the Nemetrix with his whistling." "Oh, is that all?" "Cover me." "I have a plan." " What about Ben?" "Eh." "The kid can handle himself." "Mind if I borrow this?" "Oh, give me someone useful for a change!" "No shortage of predators to match my prey." "Perhaps we should intervene?" " Relax." "I really think we ought to help Ben." "Seriously?" "You're going to argue with the greatest mind in three, possibly five galaxies?" "Big deal!" "I am the greatest mind in the entire universe!" "He cheated." "You two keep the Mutt busy." "I have a plan." "Khyber!" "Stop these foolish games and c-concentrate on Azmuth!" "Never... do... that... again!" "You dare defy the greatest mind in the universe?" "Then I will force you to cooperate!" "Azmuth!" "Don't just stand there!" "Throw me the whistle!" "Gentlemen, meet Vicetopus." "The natural predator of all Cerebrocrustaceans." "As smart as you claim to be, Psychobos," "I'm sure you knew that already." "But do you know how to defeat him?" "Khyber!" "Help me!" "Whistle and call it off!" "I'm sure the greatest intellect in the universe can outwit his mindless natural predator." "Who's a good predator?" "You are." "Yes, you are." "So Dr. Psychobos is teamed up with Khyber." "Not anymore." "Looks like your partner ditched you." "I knew we never should have t-trusted him." "What do you mean "we"?" "Even with your human brain's limited c-capacity, surely you could piece it together that Khyber and I have been in league with..." "Malware." " I can't imagine how the three of you managed to get past the Galvan planetary defenses." "When last we encountered Malware, he said that you had already lost without even knowing it." "I am part of Plumber special forces." "All of our ships have Galvan security codes." "He must have downloaded them from my onboard computer memory core." "Where is Malware now?" "And I should tell you why?" "All right." "That's enough, boy." "We need to find Malware." " Slow down, Ben." "You don't want a repeat of what happened to Feedback." "And what exactly happened to Feedback?" "You never told your partner?" "Feedback was my go-to alien." "I don't know why I liked being him so much." "He just felt different." "Better." "Like he was part of me." "Pull!" "Man." "Azmuth?" "What are you doing here?" "We need to talk to you about Feedback." "It's not healthy to grow too dependent on any one alien form." "If you keep overusing the Conductoid DNA, it will have a detrimental effect on your ability to control other forms." "What?" "So don't use Feedback anymore?" "Forget that!" "Ben, wait!" "You made them say that, didn't you, Gwen?" "'Cause you're so jealous you can't turn into aliens like me." "You honestly think Azmuth would listen to me or anyone else?" "You did this to yourself, Ben." "I'm the one wearing the Omnitrix." "I can turn into whichever alien I want." "And no one can stop me!" "I beg to differ." "I am here for Azmuth." "You picked the wrong hero to mess with again." "So you pick the right hero, Ben!" "Remember, the only time you ever beat him was as Diamondhead!" "Yeah!" "This is no time to try to make a point!" "Relax, Gwen." "See?" "What goes around comes around!" "Excellent suggestion." "Come on, Ben!" "Turn into Diamondhead!" "Quick!" "Before Malware ..." "Destroys the Omnitrix?" "My, my." "Isn't this a surprising turn of events?" "If I am not mistaken, this seems to be your favorite alien, Ben Tennyson." "Correct?" "Not anymore." "No!" "Though I am here for Azmuth, I wish to destroy him with his most precious creation." "The Omnitrix." "Now." "You want it so bad?" "Here!" "Yes." "Yes!" "The power of the Omnitrix flows through me." "It is me." "No!" "It's overloading me!" "Stop!" "Ben!" "Don't!" "Though we thought Malware was destroyed, as a fail-safe, the" "Omnitrix would never accept DNA from the Conductoid species again." "That's what happened to Feedback." "And it was all my fault." "Happy now?" "I am sorry, Ben." "I did not realize." "Just forget it, all right?" "I wish I could." "Malware?" "Khyber." "And he took the Nemetrix." "Remove your inferior Amphibian digits from my p-person!" "This is no way to treat your intellectual superior!" "Get in, dummy!" "What do we do now?" "Khyber and Malware are still out there." "We may yet convince the Mutt to sniff out his old master." "Enjoy your delusions of superiority while they last, Azmuth." "Your entire species, and I use that term loosely, is about to become extinct!" "synccorrectionbyf1nc0"