03x08 - Rules of Engagement
Posted: 05/24/22 06:17
[ Alarm ringing ]
[ Shing! ]
[ Pitter! ]
Fistina: Tennyson...
I will crush you!
XLR : Get a grip, Fistina!
[ grunts ]
XLR : Ha!
Fistina: Stand still!
XLR : How about I just vortex
away all the air around you till
you lose consciousness?
Fistina: Seriously?
[ Laughs ]
Inside this, you think I need air?
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh!
[ Rattle! ]
Rook: Well done, Ben.
Now to take her in.
It should... only take...
a moment.
[ Grunts ]
XLR : Is she even going to
fit in the truck? She's huge!
Fistina: Huge?!
I am not huge.
For an Acrosian, I am quite dainty.
Rook: Ben, look out!
[ Whiffle! ]
XLR : Ugh!
Yow!
[ Clangs ]
Fistina: Oh, very effective, Plumber.
[ grunting ]
Ben: Why'd you knock over
that jewelry store, anyway?
Fistina: I adore pretty things...
such as you, little man.
I like the way you move.
[ Horn honks in distance ]
Ben: Huh.
Julie's back in town.
Why didn't she call?
Rook: Something to ponder
after we deliver the prisoner.
Ben: Hey, Fistina, you in any hurry?
Fistina: No, I have a nice view.
Ben: Just one stop, Rook.
Fistina: Rook, Rook ...
a wonderful name.
Rook: Be silent.
[ Beeps ]
[ grunting ]
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
[ French accent ]
Excellent, Julie. Effortless.
You are even better on the hard court!
[ Vehicle approaches ]
[ gasps ]
Ben: Hey, Julie!
[ Grunts ]
Ugh!
Why didn't you tell me you were home?
Julie: I've been busy, you
know, living my life and all.
How are you?
[ Speaking french ]
Ben: Dude, my girlfriend and
I are talking here.
Who is this guy?
Julie: He's Hervé, my new boyfriend.
Ben: Huh?
♪ Ben ♪
♪ he's a kid,
and he wants to have fun ♪
♪ but when you need a superhero,
he gets the job done ♪
♪ Ben ♪
♪ 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 ♪
♪ when lives are on the line ♪
♪ it's hero time ♪
♪ Ben ♪
Ben: Your new boyfriend?
Julie, how could you?
Julie: I'm not the one who
broke it off ... you were.
Ben: No, I didn't.
Did I?
Julie: You do remember the
last time we spoke, right?
[ Beeping ]
[ Grunting ]
Ben: No!
Sonic stamp!
Stamp! Stamp!
Stupid "Sumo Slammers" game.
[ Grunting continues ]
[ Vibrating ]
[ Beeps ]
Ben: Ohhh!
Hey, Julie.
No, no, no, not you.
[ Grunts ]
Ben: Ugh! You're the worst!
What?
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Here it comes!
[ Grunts ]
Ben: No!
Come on, come on! No!
[ Beeps ]
I am not ready for the next level.
I am paying attention.
You're strangling me!
Get away from me, you wicked
she-beast!
This thing just isn't working
for me anymore!
Ooh. Got you now, Kenko.
[ Beeps ]
Hmm.
Maybe I did break up with you.
I was wondering why you never
called back.
Julie: Uh-huh.
But now I've got a boyfriend
who puts me first, so...
Bye.
Ben: Julie, wait.
Let's talk.
All has been said that can be said.
After that, what is there left to say?
[ Speaking french ]
Ben: Really? This guy?
- Julie: You had your chance.
Ben: Julie, I said...
Blox: ...wait!
- Julie: Make your point, fast.
Blox: I promise I'll always
put you first... unless, you
know, the galaxy is in danger...
like, a whole lot of danger.
Oh, come on. I can change!
Ben! Oh, thank the Proteans!
Come quickly.
[ Beeping ]
Ben: Ester?
The Kraaho need your help!
The hot spot is under attack.
Ben: Let's go.
What are you doing, Ben?
Bring your sidekicks.
Julie: What? I'm not ...
No argument ... Gwen and Kevin
should come, too.
Julie: Oh!
- Oh!
Julie: I'm not Gwen.
Who are you, then?
Can you fight?
Julie: I'm considering it.
Oh!
Ben: Julie, this is Ester.
Her tribe is living in undertown
these days.
Julie: Undertown?
More like undertown-adjacent.
Hotties only.
Julie: Uh-huh.
Ben: Julie's my ... Well, I
guess it's complicated right now.
It is not so complicated.
Fistina: If again you block
my view of the pretty blue one,
I will mash you like potato!
Y-Yes, ma'am.
Uh, pardon me.
Rook: You are a petty thief.
Your attentions are unwarranted
and unwanted.
Fistina: Look how his nose crinkles.
Rook, quit flirting.
[ Plink! ]
Ben: I said before
I'd be a good neighbor,
and I'm not about to go back on that.
[ Tires screech ]
Yeesh. What did this?
[ Grunts ]
Looma: Ben Tennyson, my beloved!
Ben: Princess Looma?
Looma: Ben Tennyson!
[ Grunts ]
Good battle, beloved.
Ben: Ohh.
Hey!
- Rook: I am much too warm.
My fur is a proven liability here.
Get her, Ben! Come on!
[ Grunts ]
Julie: "Beloved"?
- Rook: More accurately, "betrothed."
[ grunts ]
Ohh. Ben's engaged...
to that?
Looma: Aha!
Ohh.
Ben: Sorry, Looma, but
whatever this tantrum's about...
Armodrillo: ...
Armodrillo's gonna stop it!
Looma: Oh!
Back at ya!
[ grunting ]
Quit trashing everything!
Looma: But I need a good one!
I was wrong to ask your
fiancé for help.
As leader of the tribe, it's up
to me to stop you.
Looma: Leader?
Ooh, that's the best one.
[ Laughing ]
Tickles!
You guys, stop!
Armodrillo: Ugh!
Ohh, this isn't working.
[ grunting ]
[ Beeping ]
Ben: Julie!
[ gasps ]
Ben: Just what the heck do
you think you're doing?!
Looma: I'm planning our
wedding, beloved.
Ben: You'll wreck an entire
village for that?
Looma: Oh, at least.
It's Tetramandian custom that
the bride-to-be must collect
four items ... something
conquered, something bruised,
something severed, and something blue.
Ben: Looma, you
need to put this right.
Looma: Well, even at a royal
wedding, there should be
something of the groom's side.
And I thought conquering the whole
Earth would be really ostentatious.
Ben: You're hurting people!
- Looma: Mm-hmm.
I thought one of these Kraaho,
who you already defeated, could
be something conquered.
But the steamy little runts
aren't that easy to corner!
You obnoxious...
[ Grunting ]
Looma: Ooh! Something blue.
Rook: Princess, I am a Plumber,
not a wedding favor.
Looma: Now you can be both.
Fistina: Little Rook!
[ Rumbling ]
Julie: Ugh. Just how many
girls are in your life?
Ben: At this point,
I haven't got a clue.
Julie: Uh-huh.
Fistina: You will be flat!
Looma: And you'll pay for
forcing me to fight another girl...
If you call this a fight!
You have strength, but no skill!
Ha!
Something severed.
- Ben: Looma, you can't ...
Looma: Of course I can!
I'm the bride.
Ben: Well, if you won't
listen to reason...
[ Beep ]
Humungousaur: ...maybe you'll
listen to Humungousaur!
[ Roars ]
Looma: Not now, beloved.
It's bad luck for us to injure
each other before the wedding.
[ grunting ]
Hey!
No! No, no, no!
You will let go of Julie,
tout de suite!
Looma: What are you supposed to be?
Ooh, a photographer!
Oh!
Aah!
[ All screaming ]
Looma: Good battle, Ben.
[ Beep ]
Ben: Ohh. Ohh.
Sorry, neighbors.
Fistina: Tennyson, Rook has been taken!
Ben: I'd have a chance of
catching her if some great big ...
if some dainty little Acrosian
waif hadn't massacred Rook's truck.
Fistina: I m*ssacre from love!
- Ben: Right.
[ Beep ]
[ laughs ]
Fix, fix, fix! Fix!
Fix, fix, fix! Fix!
Done, done, done!
[ Beeping ]
Ben: This'll do.
Ohh!
Fistina: Forward!
Ben: Look, Fistina ...
- Fistina: You look. My fist calls to me.
I will track the runaway bride.
Ben: In that case...
here comes the groom.
[ Tires screech ]
Julie: Now I know how Santa's
toys feel.
Rook: I am still recuperating.
Could whoever it is kindly
remove your elbow from my kidney?
Sorry, Rook.
Still working on these knots.
Julie: Anyone seen my gym bag?
- Zut alors!
That Ben is the stinker.
If it were not for him...
Julie: You know, Hervé, Ben
never asked to be a hero, but at
the end of the day, he does
a lot of good, so cut him a break.
Eh, oh, ah.
[ Grunts ]
You sure you're broken up with him?
[ Tires screeching ]
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Doorbell ringing ]
[ Door creaks ]
Looma: Is Ben Tennyson your son?
Yes?
- Looma: Mother!
I am Princess Looma Red Wind.
I come with a gift.
Uh, Carl, we have a guest.
Looma Red Wind?
Ben's never mentioned you.
[ Grunting ]
Ohh!
Looma: But... I am his fiancé.
I have brought the customary offering.
If you don't have a holding pen, I
can have them stuffed and mounted.
Julie: Whew!
It was getting close in there.
Looma: Mother, they're
getting away. Forgive me.
Oh, hi, Julie.
It's been a while.
Julie: Hey, Mrs. Tennyson.
Sandra. I'm confused.
Aren't you Ben's girlfriend?
Looma: What?
I have a rival?!
[ Vehicle approaching ]
[ Tires screech ]
Go away, beloved.
You cannot be here.
Fistina: That is a very
strange female.
Ben: Can I pick 'em or what?
[ Beep ]
Looma: Aah!
[ Grunting ]
Ballweevil: Mom, you should
probably go inside.
Looma: Yes.
We'll be in shortly.
[ Plink! ]
Ballweevil: Are you
completely out of your mind?!
This ritual is over.
- Looma: It is...
[ Grunts ]
[ Ballweevil squeaks ]
...until I destroy this human insect!
- Julie: Watch it, bridezilla.
[ muffled shouting ]
Ohh!
Looma: Bad enough I have to
put down my own rival.
Me ... a Princess!
If any of you interfere, your
puny planet won't survive my fury!
Rook: You would not attack
a helpless female.
Julie: I'm not completely helpless.
[ Whistles ]
Ship, ship, ship!
Ship, ship!
[ Growls ]
Julie: Ship, battle mode!
Good boy.
Julie, this is no time to be
putting on the dog.
Looma: Little fool!
Aah!
[ grunting ]
Julie, be careful!
[ Grunting ]
Julie: Sic her, Ship!
Fistina: Good fist.
Hurrah!
Change back!
Ballweevil: Can't!
Rook: Then detonate the stickyball!
Ballweevil: And my parents'
house with it?!
Looma: Ohh!
Huh?
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
Julie: Ohh!
[ Groans ]
Whoa!
[ Beeping ]
Looma: One moment, and the
gifting ritual can resume.
Julie: Aah!
Ballweevil: Julie!
Looma: Ohh!
[ Groans ]
[ Car alarms blaring ]
[ groans ]
[ Beep ]
Ben: Ohh.
Did it work?
[ Birds chirping ]
Looma: I am no longer worthy
of Ben Tennyson's hands.
From this moment forth,
you are his betrothed.
Julie: Wha...
- Huh?
Looma: Tell your mother for
me, Ben.
I couldn't bear to
see her disappointment.
Ben: [ strained ]
Sure thing.
Rook: The Princess is taking
defeat better than I had imagined.
Ben: Ohh.
Looma: Next time I see you,
I'll crush your skull like an egg.
[ Creak! ]
That more like it?
Ship, ship, ship!
[ laughs ]
Hey, Ship!
Guess that's one I owe you for a change.
So, you want to go over to
Mr. Smoothy's?
Julie: Look, Ben, just
because I saved your butt
doesn't mean we're soul mates.
[ chuckles ]
Okay, I see that.
Friends?
Julie: Always.
See you around, Ben.
Do you want a Mr. Smoothy?
I would prefer Fruit n' Smoothy.
Mr. Smoothy tastes like feet to me.
[ laughs ]
Thank you!
Ben: She doesn't like Mr. Smoothy?
Women ... I'll never understand them.
- Rook: No, you will not.
I got to go ... lots of
cleanup at home.
Ben: Let me help.
- You better!
B-T-W, I happen to
love Mr. Smoothy.
Fistina: Little Rook?
And now we go off together, ja?
Rook: Fistina, there is
something I have been wanting
to say to you since our eyes
first met this morning.
Fistina: Mm?
Rook: You are under arrest.
[ gasps ]
[ Handcuffs ratchet ]
[ Shing! ]
[ Pitter! ]
Fistina: Tennyson...
I will crush you!
XLR : Get a grip, Fistina!
[ grunts ]
XLR : Ha!
Fistina: Stand still!
XLR : How about I just vortex
away all the air around you till
you lose consciousness?
Fistina: Seriously?
[ Laughs ]
Inside this, you think I need air?
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh!
[ Rattle! ]
Rook: Well done, Ben.
Now to take her in.
It should... only take...
a moment.
[ Grunts ]
XLR : Is she even going to
fit in the truck? She's huge!
Fistina: Huge?!
I am not huge.
For an Acrosian, I am quite dainty.
Rook: Ben, look out!
[ Whiffle! ]
XLR : Ugh!
Yow!
[ Clangs ]
Fistina: Oh, very effective, Plumber.
[ grunting ]
Ben: Why'd you knock over
that jewelry store, anyway?
Fistina: I adore pretty things...
such as you, little man.
I like the way you move.
[ Horn honks in distance ]
Ben: Huh.
Julie's back in town.
Why didn't she call?
Rook: Something to ponder
after we deliver the prisoner.
Ben: Hey, Fistina, you in any hurry?
Fistina: No, I have a nice view.
Ben: Just one stop, Rook.
Fistina: Rook, Rook ...
a wonderful name.
Rook: Be silent.
[ Beeps ]
[ grunting ]
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
[ French accent ]
Excellent, Julie. Effortless.
You are even better on the hard court!
[ Vehicle approaches ]
[ gasps ]
Ben: Hey, Julie!
[ Grunts ]
Ugh!
Why didn't you tell me you were home?
Julie: I've been busy, you
know, living my life and all.
How are you?
[ Speaking french ]
Ben: Dude, my girlfriend and
I are talking here.
Who is this guy?
Julie: He's Hervé, my new boyfriend.
Ben: Huh?
♪ Ben ♪
♪ he's a kid,
and he wants to have fun ♪
♪ but when you need a superhero,
he gets the job done ♪
♪ Ben ♪
♪ 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 ♪
♪ when lives are on the line ♪
♪ it's hero time ♪
♪ Ben ♪
Ben: Your new boyfriend?
Julie, how could you?
Julie: I'm not the one who
broke it off ... you were.
Ben: No, I didn't.
Did I?
Julie: You do remember the
last time we spoke, right?
[ Beeping ]
[ Grunting ]
Ben: No!
Sonic stamp!
Stamp! Stamp!
Stupid "Sumo Slammers" game.
[ Grunting continues ]
[ Vibrating ]
[ Beeps ]
Ben: Ohhh!
Hey, Julie.
No, no, no, not you.
[ Grunts ]
Ben: Ugh! You're the worst!
What?
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Here it comes!
[ Grunts ]
Ben: No!
Come on, come on! No!
[ Beeps ]
I am not ready for the next level.
I am paying attention.
You're strangling me!
Get away from me, you wicked
she-beast!
This thing just isn't working
for me anymore!
Ooh. Got you now, Kenko.
[ Beeps ]
Hmm.
Maybe I did break up with you.
I was wondering why you never
called back.
Julie: Uh-huh.
But now I've got a boyfriend
who puts me first, so...
Bye.
Ben: Julie, wait.
Let's talk.
All has been said that can be said.
After that, what is there left to say?
[ Speaking french ]
Ben: Really? This guy?
- Julie: You had your chance.
Ben: Julie, I said...
Blox: ...wait!
- Julie: Make your point, fast.
Blox: I promise I'll always
put you first... unless, you
know, the galaxy is in danger...
like, a whole lot of danger.
Oh, come on. I can change!
Ben! Oh, thank the Proteans!
Come quickly.
[ Beeping ]
Ben: Ester?
The Kraaho need your help!
The hot spot is under attack.
Ben: Let's go.
What are you doing, Ben?
Bring your sidekicks.
Julie: What? I'm not ...
No argument ... Gwen and Kevin
should come, too.
Julie: Oh!
- Oh!
Julie: I'm not Gwen.
Who are you, then?
Can you fight?
Julie: I'm considering it.
Oh!
Ben: Julie, this is Ester.
Her tribe is living in undertown
these days.
Julie: Undertown?
More like undertown-adjacent.
Hotties only.
Julie: Uh-huh.
Ben: Julie's my ... Well, I
guess it's complicated right now.
It is not so complicated.
Fistina: If again you block
my view of the pretty blue one,
I will mash you like potato!
Y-Yes, ma'am.
Uh, pardon me.
Rook: You are a petty thief.
Your attentions are unwarranted
and unwanted.
Fistina: Look how his nose crinkles.
Rook, quit flirting.
[ Plink! ]
Ben: I said before
I'd be a good neighbor,
and I'm not about to go back on that.
[ Tires screech ]
Yeesh. What did this?
[ Grunts ]
Looma: Ben Tennyson, my beloved!
Ben: Princess Looma?
Looma: Ben Tennyson!
[ Grunts ]
Good battle, beloved.
Ben: Ohh.
Hey!
- Rook: I am much too warm.
My fur is a proven liability here.
Get her, Ben! Come on!
[ Grunts ]
Julie: "Beloved"?
- Rook: More accurately, "betrothed."
[ grunts ]
Ohh. Ben's engaged...
to that?
Looma: Aha!
Ohh.
Ben: Sorry, Looma, but
whatever this tantrum's about...
Armodrillo: ...
Armodrillo's gonna stop it!
Looma: Oh!
Back at ya!
[ grunting ]
Quit trashing everything!
Looma: But I need a good one!
I was wrong to ask your
fiancé for help.
As leader of the tribe, it's up
to me to stop you.
Looma: Leader?
Ooh, that's the best one.
[ Laughing ]
Tickles!
You guys, stop!
Armodrillo: Ugh!
Ohh, this isn't working.
[ grunting ]
[ Beeping ]
Ben: Julie!
[ gasps ]
Ben: Just what the heck do
you think you're doing?!
Looma: I'm planning our
wedding, beloved.
Ben: You'll wreck an entire
village for that?
Looma: Oh, at least.
It's Tetramandian custom that
the bride-to-be must collect
four items ... something
conquered, something bruised,
something severed, and something blue.
Ben: Looma, you
need to put this right.
Looma: Well, even at a royal
wedding, there should be
something of the groom's side.
And I thought conquering the whole
Earth would be really ostentatious.
Ben: You're hurting people!
- Looma: Mm-hmm.
I thought one of these Kraaho,
who you already defeated, could
be something conquered.
But the steamy little runts
aren't that easy to corner!
You obnoxious...
[ Grunting ]
Looma: Ooh! Something blue.
Rook: Princess, I am a Plumber,
not a wedding favor.
Looma: Now you can be both.
Fistina: Little Rook!
[ Rumbling ]
Julie: Ugh. Just how many
girls are in your life?
Ben: At this point,
I haven't got a clue.
Julie: Uh-huh.
Fistina: You will be flat!
Looma: And you'll pay for
forcing me to fight another girl...
If you call this a fight!
You have strength, but no skill!
Ha!
Something severed.
- Ben: Looma, you can't ...
Looma: Of course I can!
I'm the bride.
Ben: Well, if you won't
listen to reason...
[ Beep ]
Humungousaur: ...maybe you'll
listen to Humungousaur!
[ Roars ]
Looma: Not now, beloved.
It's bad luck for us to injure
each other before the wedding.
[ grunting ]
Hey!
No! No, no, no!
You will let go of Julie,
tout de suite!
Looma: What are you supposed to be?
Ooh, a photographer!
Oh!
Aah!
[ All screaming ]
Looma: Good battle, Ben.
[ Beep ]
Ben: Ohh. Ohh.
Sorry, neighbors.
Fistina: Tennyson, Rook has been taken!
Ben: I'd have a chance of
catching her if some great big ...
if some dainty little Acrosian
waif hadn't massacred Rook's truck.
Fistina: I m*ssacre from love!
- Ben: Right.
[ Beep ]
[ laughs ]
Fix, fix, fix! Fix!
Fix, fix, fix! Fix!
Done, done, done!
[ Beeping ]
Ben: This'll do.
Ohh!
Fistina: Forward!
Ben: Look, Fistina ...
- Fistina: You look. My fist calls to me.
I will track the runaway bride.
Ben: In that case...
here comes the groom.
[ Tires screech ]
Julie: Now I know how Santa's
toys feel.
Rook: I am still recuperating.
Could whoever it is kindly
remove your elbow from my kidney?
Sorry, Rook.
Still working on these knots.
Julie: Anyone seen my gym bag?
- Zut alors!
That Ben is the stinker.
If it were not for him...
Julie: You know, Hervé, Ben
never asked to be a hero, but at
the end of the day, he does
a lot of good, so cut him a break.
Eh, oh, ah.
[ Grunts ]
You sure you're broken up with him?
[ Tires screeching ]
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Doorbell ringing ]
[ Door creaks ]
Looma: Is Ben Tennyson your son?
Yes?
- Looma: Mother!
I am Princess Looma Red Wind.
I come with a gift.
Uh, Carl, we have a guest.
Looma Red Wind?
Ben's never mentioned you.
[ Grunting ]
Ohh!
Looma: But... I am his fiancé.
I have brought the customary offering.
If you don't have a holding pen, I
can have them stuffed and mounted.
Julie: Whew!
It was getting close in there.
Looma: Mother, they're
getting away. Forgive me.
Oh, hi, Julie.
It's been a while.
Julie: Hey, Mrs. Tennyson.
Sandra. I'm confused.
Aren't you Ben's girlfriend?
Looma: What?
I have a rival?!
[ Vehicle approaching ]
[ Tires screech ]
Go away, beloved.
You cannot be here.
Fistina: That is a very
strange female.
Ben: Can I pick 'em or what?
[ Beep ]
Looma: Aah!
[ Grunting ]
Ballweevil: Mom, you should
probably go inside.
Looma: Yes.
We'll be in shortly.
[ Plink! ]
Ballweevil: Are you
completely out of your mind?!
This ritual is over.
- Looma: It is...
[ Grunts ]
[ Ballweevil squeaks ]
...until I destroy this human insect!
- Julie: Watch it, bridezilla.
[ muffled shouting ]
Ohh!
Looma: Bad enough I have to
put down my own rival.
Me ... a Princess!
If any of you interfere, your
puny planet won't survive my fury!
Rook: You would not attack
a helpless female.
Julie: I'm not completely helpless.
[ Whistles ]
Ship, ship, ship!
Ship, ship!
[ Growls ]
Julie: Ship, battle mode!
Good boy.
Julie, this is no time to be
putting on the dog.
Looma: Little fool!
Aah!
[ grunting ]
Julie, be careful!
[ Grunting ]
Julie: Sic her, Ship!
Fistina: Good fist.
Hurrah!
Change back!
Ballweevil: Can't!
Rook: Then detonate the stickyball!
Ballweevil: And my parents'
house with it?!
Looma: Ohh!
Huh?
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
Julie: Ohh!
[ Groans ]
Whoa!
[ Beeping ]
Looma: One moment, and the
gifting ritual can resume.
Julie: Aah!
Ballweevil: Julie!
Looma: Ohh!
[ Groans ]
[ Car alarms blaring ]
[ groans ]
[ Beep ]
Ben: Ohh.
Did it work?
[ Birds chirping ]
Looma: I am no longer worthy
of Ben Tennyson's hands.
From this moment forth,
you are his betrothed.
Julie: Wha...
- Huh?
Looma: Tell your mother for
me, Ben.
I couldn't bear to
see her disappointment.
Ben: [ strained ]
Sure thing.
Rook: The Princess is taking
defeat better than I had imagined.
Ben: Ohh.
Looma: Next time I see you,
I'll crush your skull like an egg.
[ Creak! ]
That more like it?
Ship, ship, ship!
[ laughs ]
Hey, Ship!
Guess that's one I owe you for a change.
So, you want to go over to
Mr. Smoothy's?
Julie: Look, Ben, just
because I saved your butt
doesn't mean we're soul mates.
[ chuckles ]
Okay, I see that.
Friends?
Julie: Always.
See you around, Ben.
Do you want a Mr. Smoothy?
I would prefer Fruit n' Smoothy.
Mr. Smoothy tastes like feet to me.
[ laughs ]
Thank you!
Ben: She doesn't like Mr. Smoothy?
Women ... I'll never understand them.
- Rook: No, you will not.
I got to go ... lots of
cleanup at home.
Ben: Let me help.
- You better!
B-T-W, I happen to
love Mr. Smoothy.
Fistina: Little Rook?
And now we go off together, ja?
Rook: Fistina, there is
something I have been wanting
to say to you since our eyes
first met this morning.
Fistina: Mm?
Rook: You are under arrest.
[ gasps ]
[ Handcuffs ratchet ]