Transcripts - Forever Dreaming

Overlord, show yourself,
you feckless coward!

Trypticon. We'd almost
forgotten about you.

Vengeance, we'll keep.

Your thr*at demands immediate
and righteous action.

Pray to whatever
gods you hold, beast!

Windblade, can you hear me?

I prefer peace as well.

I wouldn't be asking you to fight
if it weren't absolutely necessary.

I am to renounce my
commitment to peace...

and simply take the word of one to
whom I have never before spoken?

Yes. I am a Cityspeaker
chosen to speak to the Titans.

And I'm calling upon you.

Cybertron needs you, Fortress
Maximus. You must help.

Windblade, you've
got to disengage!

Help me!

Y-- You alright?

Let's never do that again.

- Now what?
- It's happening!

Are you sure?

No.

Or maybe...
Yeah!

I have to say, I'm glad the Matrix of
Leadership is back where it belongs.

I feel much better
knowing you're in charge.

I will not be keeping
the Matrix, Perceptor.

- Excuse me?
- You will be.

You want to give it to me?

Come with me.

I believe that
for some reason...

Trypticon is after the
Matrix of Leadership.

But... why? What
would he do with it?

I do not know, but we must
protect the Matrix at all costs.

Then aren't you the
best qualified for that?

Against Trypticon, that would be
a fight that even I cannot win.

But... B-but... What am
I supposed to do with it?

Run, Perceptor, before our enemies
realize what has happened.

And then?

Only the leaders of Cybertron
can decide then, my friend.

But what will you...

Alright.

You may be our last hope.

I won't fail you.
I mean...

I won't fail Cybertron.

No force of darkness
can defeat Victorion!

Victorion, it is too powerful
for you to defeat!

Starscream?

Alright! That's it!
Clear out!

- Whoa, whoa!
- Move it, soldier! Move! Move!

Hang on!

Will you stop and let me fly?

Sorry, force of habit.

Windblade, you might
wanna bank around.

Why?

This is the good part.

Ain't he a beauty?

Wow!