02x08 - A Prime Problem

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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 ♪

Success, Megatron.

-Yes, Soundwave.

That must be the source of the rare energy
detected by our Earth scanners.

-Then let's get to its core
and drink its power dry!

-I give the orders here, Starscream!

The energy could be dangerously unstable.

Soundwave.

Send an Autoscout into the crevice.

-Autoscout activated.

MEGATRON: It is programmed
to analyze and report.

Well, Soundwave?

-Energy emanates from
crystalline structures.

-Describe more fully.

-Crystalline structures are quartz-like,

and packed with layers
of multi-colored rods.

-Korlonium crystals.

The most rare and dangerous form
of raw energy in this solar system.

Do not permit the Autoscout
to make contact,

those crystals are deadly.

-I've never heard of korlonium crystals.

It's just such ignorance which
forever relegates you,

to the ranks of underling, Starscream.

I warn you, stay well back!

Korlonium crystals destroy electronic
circuitry on the slightest contact.

-Then let's trick Optimus Prime into
leading his Autobots into this crevice.

-Optimus Prime would never
do anything so foolish.

At least not the real Optimus Prime.

-The real Optimus Prime? What do you mean?

-You shall see.

The Autobots will soon detect the crystal
energy and come to investigate.

And I shall be waiting for them,

in my temporary base of operations.

SPIKE: Those weird lights are coming
from that crevice, Optimus Prime.

It doesn't make any sense.

-Wow!

Those lights are hotter than
a cybertronic laserfire!

-Man, if I could put on a
light show that coo',

I'd dazzle multitudes of music lovers.

-Hot, cool or whatever.

While you motorized mumblers talk,
I'm gonna check out those lights.

-Take some readings first, Cliffjumper.

The source of those lights
could be dangerous.

STARSCREAM: All the danger you can handle
is already here, Flop-timus Prime!

IRONHIDE: Starscream! It's a trap!

-Brilliant deduction!

Decepticons, fire!

[ battle cry ]

-I'm sorry there are only three of you.

Clobbering less than four Decepticons
at a time is boring.

-You won't be bored
for long, Optimus Prime.

Soundwave, eject Laserbeak.

Target, Optimus Prime.

OPTIMUS PRIME: Laserbeak.

You tin-foil turkey.

-Laserbeak, hold your fire.

I want holographic views
of Optimus Prime from every angle,

but do not harm him.

[ laughs ]

The Autobots themselves will punish him
for us when the time is right.

[ continues laughter ]

Excellent!

The fallen gladiator is very photogenic.

Transmit holograms.

Perfect! Now to begin the cloning process.

-It is Optimus Prime!

-Nonsense.

This is a clone of our enemy.

A perfect replica
down to the last transistor.

But there is one important difference.

I control this Optimus Prime.

I am Optimus Prime.

-I am Optimus Prime.

-Leader of the Autobots.

-Leader of the Autobots.

-And, at Megatron's command,

-And, at Megatron's command,

-I will lead them to their doom!
-I will lead them to their doom!

-Optimus!

-You okay?

-I will be.

Must've jarred my
equilibrium chips in the fall.

-But they'll stabilize.

Now...

-Let's finish these Decepticons!

TRAILBREAKER: Hey, perfect timing.

The creeps are retreating.

-Autobots, transform!

Return to headquarters!

-I must have blacked out.

Where is everybody?

OPTIMUS PRIME:
Bumblebee, come over here.

The computer's not
responding to my input.

Bumblebee, I'm speaking to you!

-You talkin' to me?

-Of course.

-But I-I'm not Bumblebee.
I'm Ironhide, Prime.

-I meant Ironhide, naturally.

Tell me, when was
Teletraan I checked out?

It isn't working properly.

-You did that yourself
this mornin', Optimus.

And you're punching the wrong controls.

-Something's very wrong
with Optimus Prime.

-You're tellin' me.

-Prime, what's wrong with ya?

You're acting like you don't know any of us,

like you don't even know your way around.

-What?

It was the fall.

I... I told you it rattled my circuitry.

[ alarm sounds off ]

-The outer perimeter alarm!

-But all Autobots are already inside!

-Let's punch up the entrance scanner,

so we can se who...

What the...

It's Optimus Prime!

-Amazing.

He looks exactly like me.

Let him in.

-But...

-He's obviously a Decepticon impostor.

As soon as he's within range,

sh**t him down!

Now, Autobots! Destroy the impostor!

-No! Hold your fire!

No sh**t' until we're sure,

who's for real and who isn't.

-Well, it looks like you
all made it back safely.

I'm relieved.

-And where have you been
all this time, Prime?

-Laserbeak att*cked,
and I fell into a ravine and...

What's going on?

Is this some kind of game?

-I'm afraid it's no game.

He says he's Optimus Prime.

-Which would mean that I'm an impostor.

-You can't talk your way out of this one.

Every Autobot knows I am
the genuine Optimus Prime.

-Teletraan, you're the only one
who can tell us.

Which Optimus Prime is Optimus Prime?

-Detailed comparison forthcoming.

Both subjects identical.

Therefore both are Optimus Prime.

-But there can only be one real Prime.

We've gotta set up some tests of our own.

-I welcome the challenge!
-I welcome the challenge!

IRONHIDE: This'll be a test of
laser r*fle sharp-sh**t'!

-Hit that stone slab
at the top of the cliff,

then make it ricochet,

to that exact spot marked 'X,'

then ricochet back up again
to that same stone.

-Piece of chrome-alloy cake, huh?

-Take your positions.

IRONHIDE: And fire when ready.

-You may go first.

-Perfect. Now it's your...

-Well, it seems this contest
is already over.

-They just don't make
rocky overhangs like they used to.

-Ok, we'll settle this with a race.

Ready? Transform!

-Gee, even their transforms are the same.

-Now, first one to the
other side of the flats,

and back is the winner.

On your marks... go!

-Uh, what happened to ready and get set?

-Uh... I-I got so excited
I-I guess I forgot.

-They're raising so much dust
I can't see who's winning.

-Stand aside, here they come!

-What took you so long?

-I guess we struck out on the tests.

-Hey, guys, Teletraan I reports
more activity at the energy crevice.

The lights are glowing
more and more intensely.

-I'll say!

They're reachin' critical temperature!

We gotta stop that reaction
before the whole area explodes!

-These energy amplifiers are giving
Teletraan I exactly the wrong readings,

which are just the right readings,

to lure the Autobots back
to the crevice and their doom.

[ laughs ]

-Autobots!
-Autobots!

-Hold it!

Until we get your identities unscrambled,

I'll give the orders.

Autobots, transform.

-Roll out for the energy crevice.

Autobots, transform!

-Be on guard.

We could be heading into
another Decepticon trap.

-We'll spring any traps
that need to be sprung.

-Did someone mention traps?

I don't mind hittin' the dirt,

[ coughs ]

but I don't enjoy eatin' it.

[ starscream laughs ]

STARSCREAM: The Autobots are
gloriously confused!

We shall crush them once and for all!

-Not yet!

They must be willing to follow
my Prime clone into that crevice.

He must win their complete trust,

and to do that,

he must destroy one of us.

-Yes, yes!

Destroying a Decepticon,

will convince the Autobots your replica,

is the real Optimus Prime!

-Exactly!

And do you have any idea which Decepticon,

will be brave enough to make that sacrifice?

-It should be a trusted officer
to make it look really good.

-Precisely!

[ laughs ]

Which is why I've decided on,

you.

-I, Starscream?

The pride of the Cybertron w*r Academy?

Never, do you hear me?

Never!

-Soundwave.

Eject Laserbeak.

Bring Starscream back, without delay.

-Windcharger, look!

Laserbeak and Starscream,

they came out of the mountainside.

It looks like Laserbeak's
chasing Starscream.

-Then let's find out why.

-We'll check that mountainside.

They seemed to come right out of it.

-You're not taking me back!

I refuse to sacrifice myself!

SPIKE: There's gotta be a way in,

because this is where they came out.

-Quick, Spike, duck!

-Your cowardice prevented you
from hearing me out, Starscream.

-I am planning to have
my clone of Optimus Prime,

destroy your clone, not you.

After that show of leadership,

the Autobots will follow
the false Prime into the energy crevice,

and certain doom.

[ laughs ]

Now.

-It doesn't even tickle my transistors.

-Very handsome if I say so myself.

Will it be as brave as I in battle?

MEGATRON: Brave?

Well, let's say as obedient,

because you will be
controlling all of its actions.

Now the time has come for Starscream,

to sacrifice himself in battle!

-As you command, Megatron.
-As you command, Megatron.

-It's Laserbeak!

Run, Windcharger!

Whoa!

-Aaahh!

-Ah, you are more fortunate
than your Autobot friend, puny human.

He no longer exists.

Soundwave, let the boy come closer.

I want him to watch his friends
being led to their doom,

in the crevice of light.

-Not a chance, Mega-rat.

The Autobots won't be played for suckers.

You and your Decepti-g*ons will lose.

MEGATRON: Not this time.

And once we have dispensed with,

Optimus Prime and the Autobots,

we will dispose of you.

Now watch.

-Quite an interesting little
drama, isn't it?

-Jazz!

Hit the deck!

I want a clean sh*t at Starscream!

[ laughs ]

Marvellous!

I have written a brilliant scenario
of Autobot destruction!

-Not quite as brilliant as it would be,

if I were there myself
to wipe out Optimus Prime.

-But that is not Optimus Prime,
you dyna-mental dolt!

This is your cue, Starscream.

Say your line.

-Decepticons! Autobots! Hold your fire!

-Did you have a blow-out
in your brainbox, Starscream?

I've got an Autobot right...

-I said hold your fire!

I challenge the leader of the Autobots,

the great Optimus Prime,

to a one-on-one battle to the finish!

-How're you gonna know
which one to take on?

-This is the one that I will destroy!

-All right, so what happens
when one of you wins?

-The loser, and his troops,

must leave the area immediately,

and forever.

-Agreed. Let's get on with it.

-Then let the contest begin.

-Aaahh!

-There will be nothing left of him,

but molecular crumbs!

Victory is mine!

-Listen, Autobots.

This Prime just destroyed
the Decepticons',

number two varmint.

He can't be working for Megatron.

-Which means he must
be the real Optimus Prime!

What are your orders, Prime?

-Follow me, Autobots.

Into the crevice.

We've got to investigate
the source of those energy emissions.

-Ironhide, Wheeljack, Trailblazer!

Autobots, all of you! Do not follow him!

-Hey, man.

The real Optimus Prime wouldn't
chicken out on a little recon operation.

-Right. We follow him.

-Windcharger!

-You were in the crevice?

-Then this is Optimus Prime,

and he is tellin' us the truth.

The crevice is safe.

-No way!

The only reason I survived,

is because I transformed before I
landed on a heap of korlonium crystals!

Those crystals destroy all
electronic parts on contact!

-But when you transformed,

your rubber tires insulated you.

-Exactly.

You're being led into
a trap set by Megatron,

who's also got Spike!

-Pure drivel.

Megatron has obviously reprogrammed,

Windcharger's logic circuits
to mislead you all.

There is nothing that
will harm us in the crevice.

Now follow me and we'll give Megatron,

a taste of his own medicine.

-But what about Spike?

-He's unimportant!

Follow me!

Forget the crystals, Autobots!

-Now we know which Prime is Prime!

The real one would save Spike!

-Yeah!

Even if we'd never
get those weird crystals!

-So you're the phony!

-That's what I've been
tryin' to tell ya!

He's an evil clone, an empty shell!

-Autobots, destroy the impostor!

-No! Do not! Nooo!

My magnificent creation.

Vaporized!

With Prime's replica destroyed
we must escape! Now!

-Faster, before they run for it!

MEGATRON: You won't catch me, Prime!

But here's something to catch if you can!

-He... he's dropped Spike!

-From one ship to another,

no big deal!

SPIKE: I'm sorry I couldn't hang
onto Megatron, guys.

-Aw, don't worry, Spike.

We'll nail 'im next time.

-Is it really you, Optimus Prime?

I mean, really?

-Yes, Spike.

This time I am definitely me.

Or I... Myself.

Oh, whoever I am.

Put her there, partner.