02x28 - Quest for Survival

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♪ The Transformers ♪

♪ More than meets the eye ♪

♪ Autobots wage their battle to destroy
the evil forces of the Decepticons. ♪

♪ Transformers ♪

♪ Robots in disguise ♪

♪ The Transformers ♪

♪ More than meets the eye ♪

♪ The Transformers ♪

Insecticons!

Inside! Run!

Was it something we said?

I'm starve, starve.

Don't tell me them
darn locusts are back.

Them ain't locusts,
thems Insecticons!

Let's get outta here!

You don't need to say.

Kick off reception, guys.

I think his tractor needs
a jumpstart, start.

Enough bugplay,
let's get down to work.

Is this a farm or a parking lot?

Autobots, transform.

They're trying
to wreck our picnic.

Tracks need a light, light.

I'm burning!

Autobots, retreat!

Will ya look at that!

Now they've got their tail
pipes between their legs.

We were outnumbered, Prime.

So we disengaged before we
recieved any more casualties.

You did the right thing, Smokescreen.

What are we gonna do?

Don't lose your coolant, Huffer.

Cosmos, Bumblebee and Spike
are on the job.

This is Bumblebee calling from
Floran , come in.

Go ahead, Bumblebee.

We got the robotic insecticide
and we're on our way home.

Skids: Robotic insecticide?
- Good work.

- And travel safely.
- No problem, Optimus.

Roger and out.

I just hope the
insecticide works.

Cosmos, what happened?

I'm caught!

Hold on, Bumblebee.

Fire, the emergency jet.

Thanks, Spike.

Whoa, I wonder what that
plant thing wanted.

Us for breakfast.

I'll never eat a salad again.

Welcome, Insecticons.

Prepare our friends for...

the energon transfer machine.

I hope this won't take too
long, long.

Can't you go any faster, Megatron?

Yeah, we've got some acreage
to raid before its harvested.

Patience, my friends.

We want to make sure to
get every last drop of energon.

Here is your cut, Insecticons.

This is all, all?

Oh I'm afraid so, Shrapnel.

The transfer process is costly and
uses a great deal of energy.

Maybe we'll do better next time.

- Thanks for nothing.
- Big Deal.

Big spender, spender.

Muahah. If the Insecticons had
brains, they'd be dangerous!

The plants from Floran
seemed to have hitched a ride,

I'm losing control.

Why don't we blast them
with the jets again?

I-I'm too low on power.

I don't know how long
I can maintain control.

Power completely expended.

Both of you into the ejector
chamber immediately.

But what about you, Cosmos?

This is no time to argue, Spike.

Just do what he says.

Gonna crash.

Come on, we gotta find cosmos.

Cosmos must be inside.

Cosmos, are you alright?

Well, I'm still in one piece.

But I can't transform.

We better go back to
headquarters for help.

You're right.

Cos, we're gonna go get help!

Tell Prime that the
insecticide... is still intact.

Hold tight Cosmos, we'll be back
before you can fire a spark plug

Where am I gonna go?

Decepticons are accumulating
massive quantities of energon.

- Where's Cosmos?
- It's easier to show you than tell you.

What's that on your
back, Bumblebee?

It's those mechanical plants.

Oh no.

Stand still.

Here you go, Perceptor.

- Yes thank you.
- Cosmos isn't here.

He's covered by the plants.

They've taken over the whole valley.

Autobots, Transform!

Roll out!

- Megatron.
- Proceed, Soundwave.

Laserbeak reports Autobots...

enroute to acquire robotic insecticide.

Good, I might have
use of it myself someday.

Also report of alien plant
life at the location of...

Never mind that, we must get to the
insecticide before the Autobots.

Perceptor: Hmm. Very interesting.
Prowl: What is it?

- Hmm? What is what?
- Your diagnosis.

Morphobots, I'm certain of it.

Morphobots?
I thought they were extinct.

As did I.

Morphobots, yes I
understand, Perceptor.

It seems the Morphobots
have left their Planet...

in a desperate search
for sustenance.

Also Prime,
we have reason to believe...

that they are capable of
devouring any robotic form.

Yes, approach them
with extreme caution.

I've never seen so many Insecticons.

Shrapnel must be working overtime.

- Thrust, this is Megatron.
- I'm recieving, Megatron.

An Autobot convoy appears to be
heading for a northeast valley.

The insecticide must be there.

Order the Insecticons
to stay away...

until we've destroyed the insecticide.

What does that loudmouth showoff, want?

Well, here comes Megatron's
messenger boy.

"What brings you here, Thrust?"
- Megatron sends a warning.

The Autobots have acquired a
robotic insecticide.

Which is capable of destroying
you and your forces.

You are not go near the
valley just northeast of here....

over those mountains.

Once he destroys the insecticide,

he will let you know its clear.

Then you may continue
on any path you wish.

How considerate of Megatron.

Do you expect us to believe
that sentimental trash, trash?

He values ​​your safety.

What's Megatron really
hiding in that valley?

Your insolence is disturbing.

Here is an electronic
message...

to take back to Megatron, tron.

Give our best
wishes to Megatron.

Those dirty roaches,
I'll show them.

Thrust never could take a joke.

Let's pay Megatron a
visit, visit.

I'm sure he's decieving us, decieving us.

Insecticons, follow us!

This time we'll get whats
coming to us, to us.

I'm picking up an Autobot distress signal.

Excellent, we'll investigate.

Very unusual.

I have never before seen
plant life like this on earth.

So let's find this
Autobot junkheap...

and see if he's got the insecticide.

I'll clear this overgrown
spinach patch in a flash.

Refrain, Starscream.

These plants may be dangerous.

Where is your courage, Megatron?

You test my patience,
Starscream, I...

Megatron, Autobots in vicinity.

I'll deal with you later.

Conceal yourselves, quickly!

We'll let the Autobots get
the insecticide for us.

Cosmos was somewhere over
there, Optimus.

Yeah, but when we left him,
he wasn't completely grown over.

- At least we're picking up his signal.
- But how are we ever gonna get to him?

Warpath, I want to blast
a path through to Cosmos.

Hey, No problem, Prime.

The only thing you have to worry about
is, i'll dig a path you want.

Ironhide,
see if any of your liquids...

can act like weed K*llers.

I'll do my best, Prime.

I didn't even make a dinging dent.

Leave it to me, Prime.

They didn't even wilt.

- Alright, let me try something.
- Blaster, no music.

We are in the middle of...

Blaster's music.

I know, it's frying my
brain transistors too.

The music's working.

Blaster, move closer to them.

Now step back.

Who says plants aren't intelligent?

The Morphobots are repelled by your music.

Yeah, like the rest of us.

For once, I hope your speakers...

Don't give out, Blaster.

To the right, Bumblebee.

Ironhides nitrogen
won't hold forever.

We'd better hurry it up.

By our calculations, you should
be right on top off Cosmos.

Am I glad to see you guys.

When we get back home, I'm going to give
you the best overhaul you've ever had.

Could we talk later, fellas?

I don't want to be
here during the big melt.

Look out!

- Mission accomplished, Prime.
- Good work, Blaster.

You've just gone platinum.

The insecticide is still
intact, Prime.

Well done, Cosmos.

Dirge, Ramjet,
Blitzwing, att*ck.

Decepticons.

Prime, you never learn, do you?

Here is a demonstration of ...

whats to become of all
you pathetic Autobots.

That could mean the entire
human race will starve.

That just breaks my
energon converter.

You will never get away
with this, Megatron.

And who will stop me, Prime?

Just don't stand there with
your cockpits open, you fools!

I'd sh**t at the thing,
but you ordered me not to, Megatron.

Nice recovery.

Let's see how do in the dark.

Megatron is mine!

The Insecticons!

Those noble creatures have come to save us,

despite the danger to their own lives.

Kickback: Our friend Megatron is
in trouble.

Bombshell: If I wasn't so hungry,
I'd stop to help him out. HAHAHAHAHAH!

Do you see that delicious
looking forest, forest?

We were right, Megatron
was trying to hoard it, hoard it.

What are they doing?

This is a gourmet meal.

My mouth is buzzing already.

The Morphobots feed on robotic insects.

Pull!

Let's get outta here!

Kickback: You didn't tell us
they'd bite back!

I can't believe it, those plants
just ate the Insecticon army.

But those three ingrates ran away.

- I think we'd better get out of here.
- Decepticons, retreat!

Look at those, Decepti-Cowards split.

You know, I hate to admit it.

But the Morphobots saved the day.

Yeah, in a way,
I guess they're heroes.

Thats true, Spike.

But we can't let them
stay here on earth.

Yes, they saved the world
from the Insecticons.

But soon they'd be
wanting the world itself.

Yeah.

Sending them to a planet inhabited
by robotic insects was a good idea.

Optimus Prime.

Yes, what is it Perceptor?

I could use some
uh.. help in the lab.

And incidentally...

I hope there is another
space ship available.

Real soon.