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[ 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 ]

[ 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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