(after Eon traps him the ally)
Help! Somebody, help! (he begins messing with the Omnitrix again, but it still doesn’t work) This thing!
No one can help you, Benjamin. What’s about to happen here is inevitable.
Y-you died; I saw you burn up!
In the world I came from, my people have the ability to manipulate time at its base level. By distorting the molecules around my form, it was a simple matter to create the illusion that I wanted you to see. A cheap parlor trick, really, but sufficient to assess your powers.
Why don’t you go back to your own world where someone cares what you think?
Sadly, I can’t do that, not without your help. You see, I’m a prisoner of time as is my race, but not for long…(Pointing at the Omnitrix)
I won’t let you have the Omnitrix.
You don’t have a choice; neither of us do...
