Transformers Prime Beast Hunters: Predacons Rising (2013)

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Transformers Prime". Aired: November 26, 2010 - July 26, 2013.
Autobots are aided by three human children, and with their help attempt to protect the Earth from the villainous Decepticons, and their w*rlord and leader Megatron.
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Transformers Prime Beast Hunters: Predacons Rising (2013)

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We have endured bitter

hardship and countless battles...

but at long last,

our home planet has been restored.

We would not be standing on

Cybertronian soil were it not

for the valiant efforts of both

those assembled here...

and our absent comrades ...

Ratchet, who remains on Earth to

safeguard our human friends,

and Cliffjumper, who made

the ultimate sacrifice.

But on this day, at the dawn of

a new era, we gather to bestow

a special honor ...

one earned by Bumblebee.

Through his bravery and devotion

to the cause of peace,

long before, he rid this universe of

the scourge of the Decepticon warmonger.





I do not understand.

Why am I not one with the Allspark?

Do I yet live?

You do not, yet you cannot

join the Allspark because my

lifeblood once flowed

through your veins.

- Dark energon.

- It binds you to my

- Anti-spark.

- Optimus Prime used the Matrix

of Leadership to imprison

you within the Earth's core.

So how is it that you speak to me now?

The foolish Prime rendered

only my material form dormant.

But my energy form was roused

from slumber when I sensed

the awakening of an ancient

rival across the cosmos.

Primus. so, it would seem that

Optimus succeeded in restoring

Cybertron after my demise.

I now wish to finish what I

began eons ago, and for that, my

Anti-spark requires a vessel.

- So... I will live again?

- Only to serve me.

Your husk will simply be

an instrument of my will.

In the company of your fellow

Autobots, in the presence of our

creator, Primus, the living

core of our planet, and by the

authority vested in me by

the Matrix of Leadership,


- ...arise a warrior.

- Nice work.

- Warrior, big time!

- You go, B.

Let's get this party started!

Welcome to the club, B.

Warrior today, and who knows?

Prime tomorrow?

Slow down, Smokey.

I'm not sure I'd wish a Prime's

- responsibility on anyone.

- I am sorry to interrupt your celebration...

- Here it comes.

- Primes never party.

- ...but I must take my leave of you.

- Sir, may I ask why?

Though Cybertron is once

again able to support life,

our planet is currently incapable

of generating new lives ...

Not until I retrieve the

wellspring from which all

life on Cybertron is born

and ultimately returns...

- The Allspark.

- You mean it isn't here?

Nor has it been, Smokescreen...

not for thousands

of years. As the w*r

for Cybertron reached

a tipping point and the

Decepticon army appeared to be

unstoppable, I opted to

safeguard the Allspark from

Megatron by covertly sending it

to a distant sector of the galaxy.

The Matrix of Leadership will enable

me to guide us to its present location.

What are we waiting for?

Let's take the warship

- and bring it back.

- These remain dangerous times, Bumblebee.

We cannot leave Cybertron

unsecured ...

not with Starscream and

Shockwave unaccounted for.

Not to mention our stray Predacon.

Ultra Magnus, you will

supervise patrols to find and

capture the fugitive Decepticons.

- I would be honored.

- Bulkhead, you will lead the

reconstruction effort.

Begin by building a landing

field to welcome returning refugees.

Wheeljack, I will require your

extensive experience

- navigating deep space.

- When do we leave?


space drive. Impressive.

One of many upgrades that

I've made to your limited

corporeal form ... and wholly

necessary to reach Cybertron.

So... we are to rule together, as one?

You will rule nothing!

I travel to Cybertron

for one reason only ...

- to destroy Primus personally.

- But... to destroy Primus...

- is to destroy Cybertron!

- Thus will begin the new

age ... the age of chaos!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

How are you gonna attach the

cladding when the framing

structure's incomplete, huh?

Labor issues?

- Any news of our fugitives?

- Just signs of recent

scavenging in former

Decepticon installations.

The 'Con warship can't

detect their life signals?

Shockwave must have found a

way to shield or disable them.

I'll feel better when that

gruesome twosome are locked up

with the others.

Okay, you got my attention.

What do you want?

We're prisoners of w*r.

We have rights!

When are we going to have

access to an oil bath?

Well, when are you gonna tell

me where I can find your pals?

I told you

before, Shockwave had

dozens of secret labs hidden

across Cybertron ... top-secret.

A shame. Your finish is

looking pretty drab.

I don't know where they are, I swear!

But I have an idea where

you might try looking.

Well, someone may want

to think about renaming

the sea of rust. I'm just sayin'.

Though I was hoping more of us

would be rushing back here

to see it ... you know, now

that it's all bright and shiny.

Cybertron will populate in time, kid.

You have to remember ...

refugees could be returning from

light-years away.


Two contacts at .84.

Approach with caution.

My name is Ultra Magnus. Are

you Autobot or Decepticon?



Phase beats flame every time!


Bumblebee, I need an

emergency ground bridge, stat!

Hang tight, chief. I'm

getting you out of here.

Where's the patient?

He is suffering from

a multitude of internal

injuries, most quite severe.

So, anyone care to explain

what two more Predacons are

- doing on Cybertron?

- I thought Optimus said new

life wasn't possible

without the Allspark.

I'm no authority, but

something tells me cloning old bones

doesn't constitute new life.

Shockwave's been playing

in his lab since the w*r.

- Why stop now?

- Doesn't matter where those

beasts came from.

We got to take 'em down.

If Shockwave's back in

business, there could be more of

- them ... a lot more.

- We need to call Optimus.

Really, Bulk? And

interrupt his quest to save

the future of our race on Cybertron?

Why send the Allspark to Theta-Scorpio,

one of the most

hazardous star systems in the galaxy?

Precisely to deter Megatron

from searching this region for it.

With all the gamma bursts and

planetoid collisions out here,

how can you be sure it survived?

The Allspark itself is

comprised of pure energy.

In order to contain it and

launch it off-world, Alpha Trion

forged a vessel capable of

extracting it from the ether.

it is this indestructible

reliquary we seek.

Well, I'll try not to scratch

the paint on this tub,

- but no promises.

- We cannot risk being stranded

if our ship is damaged.

It is best that you remain here,

- Wheeljack.

- You're the boss.

Watch your step.

- Who made him leader?

- He did snuff Megatron.

I'm not leading.

- I'm scouting.

- Fair enough.

But you do realize we're

nowhere near where we found those

- Predacons, right?

- We're not looking for those

Predacons. I followed

this energon trail,

which means he was wounded...

And I know we aren't

the ones who wounded him.


You mean we've been tracking...


Hold f*re!

Recognize this, Predaking?

You served aboard Megatron's warship.

Surely you're familiar with

this little treasure from

his vault ... the Immobilizer.

It causes instant stasis-lock,

though the victim remains fully

conscious ... a living death.

But we didn't come here

to fight, your highness.

Then why have you

violated my refuge, Autobot?

We need answers. Do

you know of any other

Predacons currently on Cybertron?

Indeed ... legions of them.

Behold my subjects ...

a countless multitude, rendered

extinct ages ago by the great

cataclysm, unearthed by the

shifting of plates during our

- planet's restoration.

- Yeah, well, me and

Ultra Magnus just about

got scrapped by two living


Know anything about them,

- your highness?

- Two? Where?

We came to ask your

help in finding them.

- For revenge?

- No.

Optimus Prime would deem it

a tragedy to stain Cybertron's

fresh soil with any

newly spilled energon.

So help us prove what Megatron

was never willing to ... that

more than one race can

peacefully coexist on our planet.

You assume that because I turned

against Megatron, I can forgive

the Autobots their role in the

destruction of my brethren on Earth?

Leave me be and dare

not trespass here again.

I have returned, partner.

I trust you haven't strained

yourself tinkering in your lab

while I was toiling in the field

like a common drone?

I mean, I seem to supply old

bones faster than you grow new clones.

Starscream, given our lack of

infrastructure and frequent need

to relocate in order to avoid

detection, it is not logical to

expect greater productivity

at this point in time.

At least your new clones

lack the arrogance of your last

effort ... the one who

named himself "Predaking."

Be careful, you clumsy

brutes! Where have you been?

Gutting Autobots.


You were ordered to avoid all

contact with the enemy!

- I don't hear you laughing now, Darksteel.

- We weren't followed.

Fools! Now that they know of your

existence, we have lost

the element of surprise!

The Autobots are weak.

They fled like cowards.

We have no need to fear them.

Perhaps, Skylynx, but we must

not underestimate them, either.

their treacherous scout was able

to fell the mighty Megatron ...

- rest his Spark.

- As such, it is paramount that

we harvest the CNA necessary to

clone more of you ...

- many more of you.

- So that we may build an army

of beasts great enough to

eradicate the Autobots and

conquer Cybertron ...

in Lord Megatron's memory and name.

What makes you think we'll

find Shockwave's cloning lab here?

Yeah, wasn't Darkmount

Megatron's military H.Q.?

If the intel I received

from Knockout is accurate...

we'll find a map of Shockwave's

entire lab network

in the Citadel's databank.

Not good.

Optimus, plasma storm incoming!

Get out of there! That

Allspark container may be

- indestructible, but you aren't!

- I am too close to turn back.

"Lord Smokescreen,

emperor of destruction."

How can you sit there?

That's some bad mojo.

What do you know?

Knockout actually sh*t

- straight for once.

- What'd you have to do ...

- buff his finish?

- Close.

Let's download the data

and get out of here.

Hey. Something's heading our way.


- Movin' too fast.

- Starscream?

Minions of the Prime,

prepare to be obliterated!

- Megatron?

- You skewered bucket-head

with a giant saber and

managed to miss his Spark?

- How are you still alive?

- And where'd you score the upgrade?

Megatron cannot answer

you at this moment,

though I can inform you

with utmost authority

that he owes his new lease on

life to me ... Unicron!

And I will not be so easy

to deliver into oblivion.

- Bothersome pest.

- That pest is the very one who

robbed me of my Spark.

And now I possess the power

- to return the favor!

- You possess nothing!

It is I who possess all that

you were and ever will be.

- We need to retreat.

- The only way out is down.

We can't call for a ground

bridge until we put some space

between Unicron and us!

Behold my infinite might!

Let's roll.

Come on, chief.

We're out of time.

Whoa! Stop!

- A smelting pit?

- Cybertron's been dormant for

thousands of years, but

that's still burning?

Ratchet, we need a ground bridge.

Optimus, if we don't get

out of here right now...


That's why he's Prime.

Cutting it a little

close, don't you think?

Wheeljack, set

a course for Cybertron.

Hang on to your hubcaps.

That's the future of

life on Cybertron, huh?

I kind of figured it'd be bigger.

Hold tight!


Servant of Prime, you

will now join your brethren!

You got that right!

I... am... weak!

But our merciless att*ck drove

the Autobots into submission!

They fled for their very Sparks!

A victory over unworthy

opponents, especially

one that did not result in their demise,

is far from an achievement.

Clearly, our improved state is

not enough to accomplish the

deed for which I have come.

For that, I shall require a much

greater instrument of destruction.

How is this happening?

I mean, we put out a call

inviting refugees back to

Cybertron, and Unicron's

- the first in line?

- Not to mention those Predacons.

What have we come home to?

What are we supposed to

call him, huh ... "Megacron"?

- "Unitron"?

- Really?

That's your biggest issue right now?

Right, right. All right, good.

So, what's the game plan?

While Unicron may now inhabit

a mortal form, he is still

a god and thus cannot be

defeated by customary means.

Optimus? Wheeljack!

This is Bumblebee. We

have an urgent situation.

Bumblebee, this is

Optimus Prime. Proceed.

Optimus! Can you hear me?

Come in, please.

- Wheeljack, do you read?

- That hit we took did some damage.

Receiver's operational,

but we can't transmit.

- Nothing.

- You have your voice back.

Now is not the time to go radio-silent.

Optimus, in the event that you

can hear us, Unicron has found

his way back to Cybertron.

Repeat ... the Chaos-bringer is

here, on our soil,

in possession of Megatron's body.

Wheeljack, ensure that the

light-speed drive is

- still fully operational.

- So, what now ... I mean,

besides hoping that

Optimus got the message?

We figure out why Unicron's here.

- And what he wants.

- The big "U" could have taken

Earth behind our backs.

Why come back to Cybertron?

There would be only

one reason, Wheeljack.

To destroy the Spark of

his archenemy ... Primus.

But that's the core of our planet!

It isn't fair. How

many more times do we have

to save a world ... have to fight

for the survival of our home?

Regrettably, the

struggle between creation

and destruction is an eternal one.

And the battle lines which

separate the two...

run through the very Spark of

Cybertron. Good and evil.

Order and chaos.

One victorious, one vanquished,

each forming the core of

their own separate worlds ...

Cybertron... and Earth.

And now... the darkness

has followed us...

all the way home.

Hmm. Tracks.

The Autobot spoke the truth.

Other Predacons do exist...

though it seems they took flight here.

Locating my new brethren

will be a futile endeavor,

unless I allow them to locate me.

Vitals are improving.

You will be back on your struts

In good time.

Exactly how long is good

time? Because with Optimus

missing in action, we could

really use Ultra Magnus' counsel.

Bumblebee, we have each been

witness to those among us who

have risen above their station

time and again ... rappers,

scouts, even field medics.

The Chaos-bringer is at our

doorstep, and now, more than

ever before, we cannot afford

- to wait for salvation.

- We'll launch an att*ck on

Darkmount, provided

Unicron's still there.

Or first attempt to locate

him, in the event he is not.

The beacon ... it worked!

- Predaking? Alive?

- You know this primitive life-form?

Yes ... a warrior once under my command,

though I thought he

had perished in battle.

How fortunate that I was

wrong, for Predaking is a loyal

and powerful combatant

who could very well be

the greater instrument of

destruction which you seek.

- Megatron?

- Warrior!

I call upon you to serve your master.

In the name of the mighty

legions of Predacons who

preceded me, I shall never

again yield to your charge.

But I will heed your previous advice

and face my true enemy...

as a beast!

You dare to deceive me and

- have both of us destroyed?

- Perhaps not destroyed ...

just damaged enough that our shared

form will no longer be of use to you

and force you to abandon

what remains, for regaining my

freewill, even over a mangled

and deficient frame,

is preferable to enduring

a waking life as your sl*ve!

For your insolence,

I will only make you endure

greater suffering!


let us learn more of these

mighty legions of which you spoke

by peering directly into your mind.

Ahh. I know now what I require to

tear this world asunder...

and where I might find them.


How was your journey?

Long. Explain why

you have summoned me

to the middle of nowhere.

Because I have located our army.

The clones sniffed out quite the

mother lode, wouldn't you say?

I recommend that we utilize

the warship's operating system

to search for Megatron's life signal.

Doc, that remodel who kicked

our tailpipes ... he might have

looked and sounded like old

bucket-head, but it wasn't him.

That much I know.

But even if a fraction of

Megatron's Spark still flickers

within his body, the ship's

scanners may pick it up.

So, you find me amusing?

Ow. That hurt!

That bone could be

your comrade someday!

Now stop fooling around and

return to the task at hand!

I do find it curious...

that I am not the only one

currently seeking the

remains of mighty legions.

- It cannot be!

- It defies logic.

Lord Megatron! But ...

but how?

Y-You, uh ...

oh, what does it matter?

Our master is back and looking

far more imposing than ever!

My liege, rest assured, we have

been working tirelessly in your

absence to build an army

powerful enough to conquer Cybertron.

I do not wish to conquer this

world. I wish to eradicate it.

Ye... uh ...

a-apologies, lord Megatron.

- I-I can't say that I'm following.

- Silence!

Your master is under my control.

I am the Destroyer of worlds,

the Bringer of chaos, and

- the Lord of the undead.

- Unicron.

I say we show the Lord

of the undead what it's

like to be unliving!

Rip him to shreds!

- Megatron's life signal.

- So, somewhere inside that new

- body armor, he's still alive?

- He's perished and returned before ...

a phenomenon no doubt

aided by the blood of Unicron,

which has coursed through his veins.

The coordinates indicate

he's left Darkmount.

Triangulating his exact position.

We were there ... earlier today.

- Predaking's refuge?

- Unicron's retracing our steps?

Whoa, wait.

What in Alpha Trion's beard is that?

My legion... arise, and purge

this world with your dragon f*re!

Terrorcons created from Predacons?

- It defies all science.

- We're doomed!

Given that we are dealing

with Unicron himself, the energy

mass can be only one

thing ... dark energon.

- But for what purpose?

- We all saw it.

The valley was filled with

ancient Predacon bones.

Unicron's raising an undead army.

One currently traveling

across the hydrax plateau towards...

the well of Allsparks, the most

direct route to Cybertron's core...

and Primus.

The past shall consume the future,

the d*ad shall consume the living,

and chaos shall reign supreme!

Unicron clearly seeks to

access our planet's core from

the same point of entry

that we used to restore it.

No doubt, with every

intention of undoing our efforts.

So, what do we do?

We put ourselves between

Unicron's army and the well.

Our strongest assets are this

warship and whatever relics

- might be stored in its vault.

- Last time I looked, just the

Polarity Gauntlet and the Immobilizer.

Hopefully the genuine

article this time.

I'll round up the secret w*apon.

Bulkhead, think you

can pilot this ship?

'Con engineering.

User-friendly, right?

Ratchet, you've given your all

to save this world once already.

Where are you taking us?

We have a right to know!

Greetings, fellow Decepticons.

Starscream. Thank the stars!

We can finally escape

- this dreaded ship.

- No, doctor.

We must, in fact, take this ship...

by whatever means necessary.

Primary fusion cannons,

null-rays, ion blasters ...

everything we need to stand

a fighting chance against

- Unicron's army.

- B, in case I never get

another chance to say this,

you've really proved your mettle.

I'd like to think my actions always

spoke louder than my words, Arcee.

But it didn't hurt to watch

and learn from the best.

It would be nice if

Optimus showed up about now.

I was referring to a powerful little

two-wheeler I know.


Surrender this warship!


Funny how the Immobilizer can

freeze bots in their tracks...

- before it's activated.

- And, in case you're

wondering, Smokescreen

is in no position to come

to your rescue right now.


- Skylynx, look! One of us!

- Indeed, Darksteel ...

most likely our predecessor.

The burial ground ...

desecrated, strip-mined of all

that remained of our ancestors.

You should have been here

to see 'em rise and shine!

- They live?

- If you call being undead "living."

Dark magic perpetrated by the

demon who lives in Megatron's skin.

Just be glad you're alive

so the demon can't

- pull your strings.

- Do you not comprehend the

scope of this tragedy?

We three are proof that our

mighty race might once

again have flourished.

Their remains must be reclaimed,

if for no other reason

- than to be properly laid back to rest.

- And who made you boss?

I am not your boss.

I am your King!

Nah, Scream won't use it.

He needs us if he's gonna stand

- any chance of surviving Unicron.

- You misunderstand.

I do not intend to use this

warship for battle

but for quickly getting as far as

possible from this doomed planet.

Earth would be nice, now that

Unicron no longer seems

to be calling it home.

Shut up, you! Now move

away from the controls,

- Bulkhead, or get stiff!

- There's just one thing you've

overlooked, Scream.

That device you're holding ...

- not the Immobilizer.

- What?! What do you mean?


I will silence you forever.


Now will you believe I'm

joining the winning team?

- Knockout, we needed that!

- Wait. It... really was the Immobilizer?


All hail... Predaking.

An impressive display for my creations.

But would it not be more logical

to employ your might

elsewhere this time?


I hope Unicron destroys you first!

Why'd you do it, Knockout?

Why'd you turn against Starscream?

Even if I had helped him seize

this ship, he would have probably

just fired me out of the first airlock.

Oh ... and he's rude.

- Are we there yet?

- Right on schedule.

And so is Unicron.

- Resistance?

- From my own warship.

Demon hordes, take flight...

and eviscerate them!

Maybe Starscream had the right idea.

Zombiecon! Zombiecon!

Is it Optimus?


- More flying pests!

- Whom to root for?

The lines have certainly blurred.

Predacon allies.

You called it, B.

And to think Optimus almost

passed down the Matrix to me.

- Whoa. What?!

- Yeah, I said it.

But "right place, right time"

doesn't mean "right bot."

I know that now.

Brace for impact!


Nothing a little

carnauba wax won't fix up.



My legion, the time is upon us.

Destroy Primus with your dragon f*re!

- We're the last line of defense.

- I would recommend leaving that

to those more suited for the task.

Skylynx! Darksteel!

Allow nothing to enter the well.

Really? This is how it ends?

We're not losing our planet ...

not without taking Unicron with it.


A familiar resonance ...

pure energy, not unlike Primus...

one I have not encountered

since ancient days.

The Allspark!

- Optimus.

- I never thought I'd be so

happy to see that big rig!

We must keep the Allspark

from Unicron's reach.

I thought the container

was indestructible.

Indeed. But if this

vessel once trapped the Allspark,

I fear that it can

also be emptied of it.

So, the Prime returns!




Thank you, Prime, for

delivering the Allspark so that

- I may erase it from existence.

- Not while I stand before you, Unicron.

Megatron, you and I once united

to save a world from Unicron.

- We must do so again.

- Megatron may hear you,

but he cannot help you...

...for he is enduring eternal suffering.

Your efforts to protect

Cybertron's most sacred relic

are futile! My legion is

within reach of Primus ...

your planet's very core.

And we both know that the

Allspark cannot thrive

in a poisoned well.

Downside to wearing metal

near a Polarity Gauntlet...

You're subject to

the laws of magnetism.

Optimus, go!

Save the Allspark!

I've been worse.

So, how are we gonna

get that thing to safety?

By the only means available to us

under these most dire of circumstances.

The very survival of

our species upon this

or any world depends upon it.

I shall devour your Allspark whole!

What?! A trick?!

As a being comprised of

pure energy,

Unicron's Antispark was vulnerable

to this reliquary of the Primes.

- But if he's in there, where's ...

- Praise the Allspark!

- Master! You're alive!

- Indeed.

Your new battle armor will

take things to the next level,

my liege.

Together we will reunite all

Decepticons and once again

grind Cybertron under

- your mighty heel!

- No!

What? Why?

Because I now know the true

meaning of oppression...

and have thus lost my

taste for inflicting it.

Uh, you've clearly been

traumatized, master.

A good power-down and a

stroll around the smelting

pit will put you back in

touch with your inner w*rlord.

Enough! The Decepticons are

no more, and that is final.


Well, we all have plenty to

think about, don't we?

This is not quite how

I envisioned my rise to the throne,

but since lord Megatron

all but surrendered it to me,

I will gladly revive the

Decepticons in my name.


perhaps a throne is more

befitting of an actual King.

I am not here to seize

thrones, Starscream...

...but to settle scores.

In order to both protect the

Allspark and secure Unicron's

defeat, it was necessary for me

to empty the vessel's contents.

- Into where?

- The Matrix of Leadership.

As such, my own Spark can no

longer be separated from

- the multitude of others within me.

- Are you telling us...

that you are now...

one with the Allspark?

That's what you

say when someone kicks the...

To not return the Allspark to the well

would be to prevent future

generations of new life

from existing on Cybertron.

My quest must be completed.

Optimus, I didn't return to

save a life only to lose

the one I care most about.

Ratchet's restored planets.

he'll find a way to save you!

We can turn to Vector Sigma,

just like we did before.

Because the Matrix must now

be relinquished with the Allspark,

it cannot be restored

or passed down to another.

But while this may very well

mark the end of the age of Primes,

leadership can be earned

with or without the Matrix,

and, in my view...

you have each acted as a Prime.

Well, I... never really had

the best role models.

As even Megatron has

demonstrated on this day,

every sentient being possesses

the capacity for change.

I ask only this of you, fellow Autobots ...

keep fighting the noblest of fights.

You can count on us to keep the peace.

Above all,

do not lament my absence...

...for in my Spark,

I know that this is not the end...

...but merely a new beginning...

...simply put, another transformation.
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