Ben 10: Ultimate Alien (TV Series)

The Enemy of My Enemy (2010)

Alexander Polinsky: Argit

Quotes 

• Pops : You know my sons, Octagon and Rhomboid?

  Argit : Sure. Sometimes we do business. Sometimes they try to kill me.

  Pops : That's my boys. Course, I wants 'em to have a better life than I had...

  Argit : What parent doesn't?

  Pops : ...so that's why I signed 'em up at that Plumbers Academy.

• Ben Tennyson : What do you want from us?

  Argit : Protection. Lock me up. Throw away the key. I don't care. Just put me somewhere Kevin can't find me.

  Gwen Tennyson : We're not running a weasle relocation program.

  Argit : Such an ugly spirit for such a pretty girl.

• Argit : [while altering the Vreedles' test scores]  Wow! They even spelled their own names wrong.

• Ben Tennyson : [to Argit's lifeless body]  You can get up now.

  Coronach : He's dead, son.

  Ben Tennyson : No, he's playing dead. Come on, Argit. Show's over.

  [slight pause before Argit wakes up] 

  Argit : Is he gone yet? Hey, if I hadn't shut off my pulse, he would've kept hitting me.

  Gwen Tennyson : Shut off your pulse?

  Ben Tennyson : How do you think a species that obnoxious managed to survive so long?

• Argit : Buddy! Pal! Wait a minute! I can explain!

  Kevin Levin : Explain what?

  Argit : PRETTY MUCH ANYTHING!

• Argit : Come on. There's gotta be SOME place you could put me. Maybe some police protection?

  Ben Tennyson : We COULD take you to the Plumbers Academy. That's the closest fortified Plumbers facility to Earth.

  Argit : Where they train new Plumbers for galactic police duty? Not there! Anywhere but there!

  Gwen Tennyson : Or we just let Kevin have you.

  Argit : Like I was saying, the Plumbers are a FINE organization. I'd LOVE to visit their school.

• Argit : I gotta use your facilities!

  Jailer : My what?

  Argit : Your latrine? Your lavatory? Your little boys' room! And hurry, or this hall gets a new color scheme! Oh-ho! I'm gonna burst!

• Octagon Vreedle : A Plumbers' academy strikes one as a somewhat improbable place to find an intergalactic reprobate such as yourself.

  Argit : Keep it down, will ya? You guys aren't exactly model citizens.

  Rhomboid Vreedle : Are too. Octagon and me are what y'all call "probational cadets."

  Octagon Vreedle : We're attemptin' to, what you might call, improve ourselves and make our daddy proud... so he doesn't have us whacked.

  Rhomboid Vreedle : Again.

• Argit : Just play dumb. Scratch that. Be yourselves.

• Octagon Vreedle : That is what you call a nuclear fusion grenade.

  Rhomboid Vreedle : Hee-hee, ought to blow up Kevin real good.

  Argit : Not to mention this whole space station and everyone in it!

  Octagon Vreedle : I had not fully considered that fact.