Ben 10: Alien Swarm
- TV-PG
- Year:
- 2009
- 90 min
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[ car approaches ]
[ tires squeal ]
[ rock music plays ]
[ engine revs ]
What have you got
for me, Fitz?
l knew you'd be the guy
to call on this, Kev.
This is big, and l figured
you'd have the connections to...
Show me.
[ dials phone ]
[ engines rev ]
l'm just the middle man.
[ tires squeal ]
Are you the buyer?
lt depends.
What are you selling?
Alien technology...
the good stuff.
Watch the paint.
What is it?
You don't know?
You don't know,
do you?
ls it a weapon?
Does it fire?
Can it blow stuff up?
See, this is
important information
for a prospective buyer.
lt's alien technology, man.
lt's gotta be
worth some money.
Are you interested
or not?
Just chill.
Let me talk
to my partners.
Partners?
You didn't say anything
about partners.
Neither did you.
[ laughs nervously ]
You're working
with him?
Actually,
l'm working with her.
Kevin doesn't really work,
he just stands around
flexing his muscles.
Yeah, how about l flex 'em
in your face?
Who are these jokers,
man?
l can't tell you.
l'm just the middle man.
We're just some
regular old folks
who are beginning to think this is
a big, fat waste of our time.
What do we got?
l've never seen anything
like 'em, Ben.
They're complex.
Must be grade 9 tech
at least.
[ whirring ]
Whatever they are,
they're screwing up
the Omnitrix.
What's with you guys?
l've never met buyers
like you before.
You never met anyone
like them before
because they're not just
black market lowlifes like you.
They're Plumbers.
You mean they're gonna pay for
this stuff by fixing my toilet?
The Plumbers are a secret
interplanetary security force,
saving the world
so we don't have to.
Oh, right, of course.
We're cops from outer space.
Or maybe,
we're firemen from Atlantis.
How did you learn about
these Plumbers you think we are?
Everything l know
about the Plumbers,
l learned
the same way you did...
Ben.
Elena?
No. Way.
Oh, you still
remember me.
l'm honored.
KEVlN:
Hello?
Can anyone toss me a clue
as to what's going on here?
Kevin, this is Elena Validus.
She's a Plumbers' Kid,
like us.
Not like you, Gwen.
None of my ancestors
were aliens.
l don't have any cool
powers to rely on.
We hung out for a while
back in the day.
Then Elena's dad quit.
And you moved away
and we haven't heard
from you since.
ls that what they told you?
That my dad quit?
Considering that
you have more power
than all the Plumbers combined,
you sure don't
know much.
Then why don't you tell me?
What's going on?
What are you doing here
with these chips?
l'm here to find you.
The Plumbers don't
exactly advertise.
l need your help, Ben.
lt's my father.
He's been abducted.
Call the cops.
They can't help.
His disappearance is connected
with these alien chips.
We'll help you find him,
Elena.
You're a Plumbers' Kid,
and a friend.
Am l, Ben?
Really?
Because life's been pretty hard
for the last three years,
and l don't recall you
ever looking us up.
[ chips crackling ]
What is that?
Elena?
- l don't know.
- lt's a double-cross.
A trap, Ben.
No! l swear it!
l just wanted your help!
Don't wanna impose
on your little dysfunctions,
so...
[ all grunting ]
MAN:
Bring them back to us.
Kevin, l think you were right
about these not being
ordinary computer chips.
Stay down!
[ chips buzzing and squeaking ]
Gwen!
GWEN:
Ben!
l don't mean
to backseat drive,
but it might be
a good time for the Omnitrix.
Not!
l think it's having
a meltdown or something.
Don't sweat it, dude.
lf you can't handle it...
l know someone
who can.
What's going on?
They're all, like,
freaks or something!
Let's get outta here,
man!
[ tires squeal ]
They're not just chips.
lt's some kind of alien
nano-technology.
The attack is too organized.
There must be
intelligence behind it.
l don't know
if he's intelligent,
but l think we found
the puppeteer.
That's not good.
Ready or not!
Come on, Spider Monkey.
Big Chill?
That'll work.
[ grunts ]
Hold on, Gwen!
Are you all right?
Yeah.
Thanks.
Who is that guy, Elena?
l don't know.
Then let's find out.
No!
Gwen!
Gwen, are you okay?
Yeah, l'm fine.
Who is that guy?
l think you mean,
who was he?
Elena?
lf you're looking
for your girlfriend,
l think your personal
charm was too much for her.
Kevin was right..
she set us up.
Did she?
l'm not so sure.
[ hip hop music plays ]
BEN:
This whole thing is wrong
from top to bottom.
Yeah, starting with that crazy
biker babe girlfriend of yours.
Elena's not my girlfriend,
Kevin.
We were, like, 13.
Her story doesn't add up, Ben.
Why sell alien tech
on the black market
just to find the Plumbers
when her father used to be one?
She said that something
happened to her dad
back when they lived here,
and we weren't told
the truth about it.
lf that's the case,
Grandpa Max has some serious
explaining to do.
MAN:
l'm sorry,
that old girl's
gonna need new pistons.
There's no getting around it.
- Hey, Ed.
- Hey, guys.
Gotta grab something
out of the back.
Hey, Ben, you going
to the game tomorrow?
Uh...
l hope so, Molly.
Just got hit
with some serious, uh,
homework.
KEVlN:
You know Benji,
all work
and no play.
ED:
Seriously,
look, that's the best
l can do for you.
l don't make the price,
l just fix the cars.
l don't recognize it,
and l really don't like it.
Me neither.
Sooner we get that
under the scanner,
the sooner we can
hunt down that creep
and his army of flying chips.
You mean the chips your gal pal
illegally had in her possession?
All right, Kev.
l think he gets it.
l don't get what
you see in him.
System's up.
COMPUTER:
Good afternoon, Ben.
Now activating all partitions.
Ben, did you ask Grandpa Max
if we could use the Comm Center?
You wanna start
solving this thing,
or you wanna go looking
for a permission slip?
COMPUTER:
Engaging comprehensive interior
and exterior scan.
Biological and inorganic matter
detected.
Molecular density is inert.
Austenitic, ferritic, and
martensitic phase microstructure.
Both organic and inorganic
materials.
Gwen, you are a credit
to the science club.
l've never seen
anything like this.
l mean, it's tech,
but it's also a carbon-silken
based life form.
So they're alive.
Man, l'm liking these
less and less.
Well, they were alive,
kind of.
Now they're in alien chip
heaven.
Let me see if l can trace
where they came from.
[ whizzing ]
They're completely inert.
l can't pick up
any energy signature.
What now?
Well, maybe l can jumpstart
an energy pulse,
but it will take forever,
and it'll be a total pain in the...
All right, l'll get
right on it.
Or, we could just find Elena,
and ask her
where they came from.
What makes you think that
she would tell you the truth?
She could have set us up.
She's one of us.
She was one of us.
You have no idea
who she is now.
You can't trust her.
Evidently l can't
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