Gwen Tennyson, Ben Tennyson and others in “Vendetta”

We're your friends, Kevin. We're not letting you go through this alone.

We're gonna help you capture this creep if it's the last thing we do.

Right. Capture.

So this key he's looking for... do you know where it is?

Not a clue.

Are you sure? Maybe you just don't know you know.

What do you mean?

If the information is buried deep in your subconscious, maybe I can help you find it.

You serious?

Serious as Ben's trig final. This won't hurt. I promise. That's it, Kevin. I can feel our connection. Ah!

Gwen, are you okay?

Couldn't be better. I know where the key is.

You sure about this?

Trust me, Kevin. I'm... This is it!

I hate to break it to you, Gwen, but that's just picture.

Of me and my dad. It's one of the few reminders I have of him.

At last.

No! Don't touch that!

Ingenious, your father.

Give it back.

We've already played this game, whelp. You know how it ends.

Then let's try it with a new player.

Diamondhead!

[exasperated and irritated tone] You are truly beginning to annoy me.

No extra charge. It's part of the service. Ready to quit?

[impatient tone] I've wasted enough time with this inanity. [authoritative tone] Time to finish a job that has gone waiting for far too long. [determined tone] My ship returned from hyperspace, where it has been hidden all these years. It's only the key which holds my ship in this dimension. [smuging and calculating tone] Call it a safety precaution.