[ Owl hoots ]
[ Crickets chirping ]
Podcast... Thursday, may
25th, 10:34 P.M.
The bus to Bellwood took longer
than I thought.
If my sources are right, I'm
cutting it close.
[ Static crackling ]
Satellite data, web chatter, and
my reporter's gut all say this
isn't just another meteor
strike.
[ Rumbling ]
There it is!
The object seems to have gone
straight into the cave.
Coincidence? Doubtful.
[ Cracking ]
Doesn't look like a regular
meteor made that, that's for
sure.
There's something in here.
It doesn't look like an alien
ship or probe, either.
It's... it's...
A dumb space plant!
News? Yes. Scoop? No.
Come on!
The least you can do is bloom or
something.
[ Growls ]
[ Straining ]
Aah!
[ Straining ]
Aah!
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Kevin: [ Grunts ]
Aah!
[ Straining ]
Gwen: Back off!
Aah!
Rath: You did not just do
that.
Let me tell you something,
sevenseven, intergalactic bounty
hunter for hire...
ooh! Karate.
I'm gonna call you karate man.
Can I call you karate man,
karate man?
Tell you what, karate man.
I'll hold real still, like a
stack of boards, and you can
meditate until you're ready to
chop me in half, okay?
I lied.
You know the difference between
me and a pile of boards?
Boards don't hit back!
[ Electricity zapping ]
Now...I'm mad.
[ Knuckles crack ]
[ Insects chirping ]
Gwen: Well, I guess that
about wraps things up.
Oh, come on!
There's a lamppost wrapped
around him.
Ben: Yeah, I know. Good try.
Guys...Wait up!
[ Gasping ]
Ben: Hey, Jimmy, it's been a
while.
You want to cover this on your
website?
Guys, I've got real news.
I intercepted the vanguard of an
alien invasion and stopped it
before it could start.
Gwen: Really?
Yep.
I think I must have defeated the
alien plant monster in its cave,
then staggered outside, but I
kind of blacked out during the
battle.
Kevin: Video...Or it didn't
happen.
I had video, but I think the
plant must have taken it when it
retreated back into the cave.
I figured you'd want to, uh,
check my work.
Kevin: Yeah, I'm out.
Gwen: I have tons of studying
to do, Jimmy.
Maybe next conspiracy.
Ben: Okay, okay, I'll check
it out.
My car's still in the shop.
Think you can give us a ride?
[ Engine revs, tires squeal ]
I can't believe you don't
have a bus pass.
That should be plumber standard
issue.
Ben: Yeah, I'll make a note.
Stay here.
I'll check this out myself.
Well, I-if that's standard
procedure.
Uh, Ben?
Is everything all right?
Ben?
Ben: Come on in, Jimmy.
Looks like you held the line
against the alien invasion.
Yeah, but... but... but it
was here, like a pod or a bulb
from space.
Ben: Sometimes when I eat
late at night, I have nightmares
so real, I wake up hitting the
Ultimatrix.
It really happened!
Ben: One time, I thought I
saw Vilgax hiding in my closet.
It was one of grandpa Max's
extra shirts.
I don't know.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I wanted another big story
so bad, I dreamed one up.
Ben: No, thanks.
I'm allergic.
Let's get you home.
[ Beeping ]
[ Ringing ]
Thank you, "always looking
for weird stuff" algorithm.
What have we found?
This can't be right.
It's like everyone in town
flushed the toilet at the same
time for two days straight.
And who uses water, Jimmy?
Plants, that's who.
I'm not imagining this.
[ Gasps ]
Ben: Your will is my command.
[ Gasps ]
Ben's in on it.
Got to get proof.
Oops. [ Chuckles ]
[ Squeaks ]
I'm just telling you what I
saw.
Kevin: Ben Tennyson, the guy
who reminds us daily that he
saved the earth on several
occasions and the galaxy at
least once?
If the water table graphs
aren't enough to convince you,
what do you have to say about
this?
Gwen: In low-light
situations, you should try and
hold the camera extra steady.
I ducked so he wouldn't see
me.
Gwen: Who?
Ben!
He was there talking to the
alien.
Kevin: Definitely didn't get
his good side... or any side.
Gwen: Now you're saying Ben
is part of a conspiracy?
This is a shadowy blob.
No credible person would ever
take this as real proof.
Harangue: Welcome back to the
"will harangue nation."
Our guest today, Jimmy Jones,
the 10-year-old Jimmy, the boy
who exposed Ben Tennyson for the
the menace that he is.
Um, that... that's not
exactly...
harangue: Don't talk over me,
Jimmy.
Now, Jimmy has a new, equally
startling claim.
Ben Tennyson is leading an alien
invasion to take over the entire
earth.
I-I-I didn't say he was
leading it.
I said he may be involved.
He needs our help.
Harangue: That Tennyson is
involved in something nefarious
isn't in question.
But, Jimmy, what do you say to
those critics who say you
fabricated this entire story?
That this is an obvious attempt
to recapture your glory days of
exposing Ben Tennyson?
A story that you stumbled into
by sheer luck?
What? No, no.
I'm telling the truth.
Harangue: Well, it's
certainly the truth that if
someone who claims to be
Ben menace-son's friend would
betray him like this...
Kevin: [ Laughs ]
I love this show.
Gwen: Something really has
Jimmy spooked.
Maybe we should check it out.
Kevin: Yeah, but he's gonna
lie about Ben some more, and I
want to see... I can DVR.
Stupid show.
[ Muzak plays ]
Ben: I wish you'd just come
to me, Jimmy.
[ Gulps ]
Ben.
Ben: I could have cleared
this whole thing up.
Why don't we go get smoothies?
I'm buying.
Uh, thanks, but my mom says
I'm supposed to clean my room.
It's a mess.
[ Chuckles ] Bye.
[ Thumping ]
Humongousaur: Humongousaur!
Humongousaur: Don't run away
from me, Jimmy.
[ Panting ]
Humongousaur: You can't hide
from me, Jimmy!
I only want to take you out for
a smoothie, not crush you into a
fine powder.
Why are you running?!
Your e-mail address is benfan1.
Don't you like me anymore?
[ Panting ]
Let's see how you like this.
>> Humongousaur: [ Growls ]
>> [ Panting ]
>> Humongousaur: Stay away from
that door!
>> Aah!
Aah!
Why are you doing this?
>> Humongousaur: I want to give
you an exclusive.
A real reporter would risk
everything to get to the truth.
>> A real reporter follows his
hunches, and I have a hunch I
wouldn't live to post my story.
>> Humongousaur: Hmm.
Come out, come out, wherever you
are.
Seriously, this is all a big
mistake.
Sorry I scared you.
Let's get a pizza and talk about
our feelings.
I need a hug.
>> Humongousaur: [ Growls ]
[ Soda bubbling ]
>> Aah!
>> Humongousaur: [ Growls ]
[ Beep ]
>> Call Gwen Tennyson.
[ Dialing, ringing ]
>> Humongousaur: Hello again.
>> Aah!
[ Horn blares ]
>> Gwen: Hello?
>> Gwen, I'm in total trouble.
Ben is after me!
I know it sounds crazy, but...
>> Gwen: No, it's okay.
We checked out the cave, Jimmy.
We know. Where are you?
>> North side of Sav cost.
You can't miss me.
I'm the kid on a red bike with
an alien chasing him!
[ Tires screech ]
He's right behind me!
>> Gwen: Everything is going to
be all right.
Get in the car.
>> What?
What did you find in the cave?
>> Kevin: Later. Just get in.
>> Y-yeah. I-I don't think so.
>> Gwen: Get in, Jimmy.
>> Ben: Why don't we all get in?
[ Tires screech ]
>> Kevin: Should we get rid of
him?
'Cause I could totally take care
of that for you.
>> Ben: Not yet.
>> [ Grunting ]
Let me go!
>> Kevin: I've said it before,
and I'll say it again... I would
be happy to silence this
creature once and for all.
>> Ben: The master wants to know
why it couldn't absorb him
earlier.
>> Gwen: If there are others
with his natural resistance, we
need to know how it works.
>> Kevin: So I can take him out
after, right?
>> Ben: Yes, master, we obey.
Put him with the others.
>> No! Let me go!
You're not Ben at all... or Gwen
and Kevin.
[ Straining ]
>> Ben: No, we're perfect
copies, right down to our DNA.
>> Kevin: But better than the
originals, which were lame.
>> Gwen: We're in complete
harmony.
>> Ben: Soon, there will be no
war.
>> Gwen: No disease, no hunger.
>> Kevin: No fun.
>> Ben: The world will be a
garden, and everything will be
perfect.
>> All: Yes, master.
>> The biggest story of my life
and nobody to report it to.
Well, guess what, plant man.
It's not going to end this way.
You're going down!
No. No! W-what are you doing?
[ Grunts ] No!!
[ Straining ]
No way.
What's the matter?
Allergic to peanuts?
[ Sizzling ]
You are, aren't you?
Please work. Please!
[ Sizzling ]
Ben: [ Groans ]
Ben! Are you okay?
Ben: I'm fine now.
How do we take that thing
down without your Ultimatrix?
Ben: I'm still trying to
figure out how it could take it
in the first place.
This thing made a perfect
plant copy of you, including
your DNA.
[ Sizzling ]
Gwen: [ Groans ]
Why is everything always slimy?
Guess I should have taken your
story more seriously.
It's okay.
Lots of great investigative
reporters get that.
Kevin: Ugh!
I can't believe a salad got the
drop on me.
Plant Ben: The humans are
free.
Plant Gwen: Destroy them!
Plant Kevin: I'm gonna enjoy
this.
Kevin: Not nearly as much as
I am.
Gwen: They don't have our
powers.
Ben: But my double has the
Ultimatrix.
Plant Ben: Yes, I do.
Chromastone: Chromastone!
Gwen: Ben, you've got to get
the Ultimatrix back.
Ben: Yeah, I'll work on it
when I'm not getting shot at.
Guys, I have an idea.
Ben: Jimmy, stop alien
invasion first, snack later.
Plant Ben: Ugh!
Kevin: Nice work, kid.
Ben: I don't think so.
Swampfire: It's over here.
By the way, fake Ben...
Swampfire!
Huh. Can't control it.
Guess that makes it a weed!
Plant Ben: [ Screams ]
Plant Gwen: [ Screams ]
Gwen: Caesar later,
alligator.
Kevin: What?
Gwen: Like Caesar salad.
Because they're plants.
Kevin: Where's the alligator
come in?
Gwen: It's part of the
expression!
Um, guys, my reporter's gut
is telling me this isn't quite
over.
[ Growls ]
Swampfire: The actual alien
plant thing itself.
Totally forgot.
[ Screeches, growls ]
Gwen: One against four.
Well, it's clearly not a chicken
salad.
>> Kevinz okay, stop.
I can't let a battle pun be the
last thing I hear.
>> [ Screeches, growls ]
[ Growls ]
>> Swampfire: Jimmy, get out of
here!
>> Kevin: That's it.
I'm totally going weed-whacker
on this thing.
>> Gwen: Kevin, get back!
You're too close!
>> [ Growls ]
>> Swampfire: I can't get a
shot, Gwen!
You're in the way!
>> Gwen: [ Groans ]
>> [ Growls ]
>> Swampfire: [ Strains ]
I can't move.
>> [ Growls ]
>> I'll save you!
>> Swampfire: Jimmy, no!
>> Aah!
[ Rumbling ]
>> Swampfire: Time to step it up
a notch.
>> Ultimate swampfire: Ultimate
swampfire!
Clear out! It's gonna be hot.
[ Straining ]
>> Ben: And that is that.
>> [ Groans ]
I didn't video any of this.
Stupid!
Who's gonna believe me now?
>> Ben: We will.
Jimmy, you're a real reporter.
>> Gwen: Yeah.
From now on, we'll know to take
you seriously.
>> Kevin: No matter how nutty
you sound.
Nutty. You see what I did there?
[ Laughter ]
>> Gwen: Really?
Why is it funny when he does it?
>> Ben: I think it's the
delivery.
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