02x21 - Blaster Blues

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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 ♪

- Great sounds! - Yeah.

Music the universal language.

Awesome! Too bad the other
Autobots aren't here to enjoy it.

They don't gotta be,
I'll send them a little b*at in hi-fi.

Alright!

Prepare for target practice.

Omega Supreme always prepared.

My audio receptors!
What is that noise?

- Humans call it music.
- Not this human.

Sounds alright to me.

The Earth is but a spec
on the arm of the universe.

There must be intelligent
life out there...

waiting, as we are,
to be contacted.

My Voltronic Galaxer...

will scramble my words
into pulsations.

Enabling alien life...

to translate them
to their own language.

To whom it may concern,
I, Professor Haley...

on behalf of my fellow
scientists and the Planet Earth...

Invite you to join with us in
the spirit of friendship.

We appreciate your
hospitality, Professor.

- A response! - Where are you?

- In another galaxy?
- Much closer than that!!

But we'll gladly blitz
you to another galaxy.

You fool! You could have
destroyed the Voltronic Galaxer.

Autobots! Autobots!
Request assistance!

Help!

Blaster, decrease volume!

Blaster, shut up!

Help! Decepticons attacking!

- Where did the call originate?
- I dont know!

All I can hear is that blasted Blaster!

You will dance with
a touch of soul.

- Shut up! - Shut up!

Haley Observatory,
Decepticons attacking!

- Hurry! - That's our cue!

Autobots, Transform!

Hey guys, I was only trying to
turn you onto some good tunes.

Anything but this!
Please, not this!

Get off, before you lose
more than your machine.

Take good care of the cargo, Astrotrain.
Nothing must happen to him.

You're... you're too late.

They got away with
the Voltronic Galaxer.

We were held up by a
little musical diversion.

What would the Decepticons
want with your machine?

I dont know.

I could unscramble
air codes...

or intercept radio
transmissions.

We'll get it back to
you, Professor.

Huffer, Tracks, report.

Any sign of
Decepticon interference?

Negative, Prime.

Well keep checking and stay in contact.

Powerglide, Spike, report.

No sign of Decepticons
or the Voltronic Galaxer.

And we've been
halfway around the hemisphere.

Hey, talk about no place.

I can't even get a
bottom station out here.

Quit complaining.

- Bingo! - Finally, some action.

I'll get it all down on tape.

Switching off engines and coasting.

Checking new quantic levels.

This will jam the airwaves
between here and earth.

Autobots spies!

Astrotrain, clear the area
of ​​all foreign debris.

You got it, Megatron.

- They spotted us.
- Me and my big woofer.

Let's fly!

Can't get the speed.

Maybe he'd like a sh*t
of his own stuff.

I can't find him anywhere.

He found us.

- Can't you do anything?
- Not any more.

So Optimus Prime sent
you to eavesdrop...

on our plans to conquer the
earth, did he?

Astrotrain,
weld it into place.

He will make an excellent
trans-scrambler.

And this, otherwise,
useless pile of scrap...

will serve as a power booster.

There.

Starscream, Thundercracker,
return to earth.

Hey what's going on?

Is this your idea of a joke?

The fun has begun,
but it's no joke.

- Request landing clearance.
- Clearance accepted.

- We have clearance.
- Please wait.

Runway , prepare for taxi.

- Hey what's happening?
- We're losing our communications.

Come in, , come in.

Request flight pattern, come in.

League Airlines, clear the
runway, clear the runway.

Hey Spike,
radio in for landing clearance.

The radio is dead.

Looks like
everyone's radio is out.

Hey buddy, keep to your side of the sky.

Hello, come in, hello!

Follow me pal,
I'll bring you in safely, without a radio.

It must be the :,
out of Crotton Falls.

I'll radio them to
the auxillary track.

:, come in. Hello!

Are you okay?

Call the fire lookout!

Smell the smoke?

No, but I will,
there is always a fire somewhere.

And that somewhere is dead ahead.

I will knock out the fire.

Testing, , , .
Testing, testing.

You can spare the rest of the
trees, Red Alert.

This fire is all but out.

Thats not what my sensors say.

Decepticons!

Give me a forecast, not a blank look.

Well, I don't need a forecast
to tell me thats a snow storm.

Attention motorists, attention...

stay away off the
mountain roads.

Attention motorists,
stay off the mountain roads.

Teletraan's gone dead.

So has all radio
transmission on Earth.

The entire planet?
We're talkin' major catastrophe.

What are we gonna do?

- Transform and roll out.
- Transform and roll out.

Convert to snow tires.

Help! Help!

I got you.

And just in time.

Take it easy everyone, keep calm.

Looks like I'm gonna have to use force
on you, pal.

Stay in your cars...

We're working as fast as we can.

Greetings, humans,
this is Megatron.

Quick, protect the humans.

We must absorb the barrage.

I am the leader of the Decepticons.

Ruler of Planet Earth.

Don't worry, flesh creatures...

soon you will have a new leader
to piece your planet back together.

Or leave it in pieces.
We've got to do something.

I'm trying.

Soon the Autobots will
be of no use to you.

I control the air waves.

Megatron is on every frequency.

Look out, Prime!

Optimus Prime!

We're gonna crash!

The emergency jet packs.

Here, Powerglide,
use your jet pack!

- Good work, Spike. - Thanks.

Earthlings, I'll return your
air waves to you for a price.

Listen carefully.

In exchange for your air waves...

I want all of your energy reserves.

I want your coal, your oil, your
gas, your electricity, all of it!

And then, only then...

Will I return your air waves to you.

- It's Blaster!
- But from where?

It's coming from the moon!

- Powerglide, can you make it to the moon?
- Hey I'm a plane, not a starship.

But first things first.

Hold on, big guy.

Spike, Carly,
the jet-pack is out of fuel!

But we've got to get
Prime back to headquarters!

It's too far,
I'm changing course.

- It's Blaster!
- Why that son of an -track.

We gotta get these
humans to safety fast.

We sure could use
Ratchet's expertise right now.

You bet, but maybe these
emergency transistors will...

reactivate him for a while.

If Blaster is on the moon, then
maybe Megatron is there too.

Using him to foul up
Earth's communication systems.

Must rescue our Autobot comrades.

Maybe you have enough energy for
a trip to the moon, Omega...

but what about Prime
and the rest of us?

We can't even contact Teletraan .

Without help, Prime could be finished.

We must go together.

- Enter now.
- I've never been to the moon before.

First time for everything, Carly.

And zoom to the moon.

And if my demands are not
met, earthlings...

What was that?
Don't play with me, fool!

Equalize this!

Autobots, stop them!

Omega Supreme,
preparing for battle.

Passengers, disembark.

- Release Autobots, Megatron!
- Never!

Reeeelease them!

- Go, Omega!
- Give it to him!

Looks like the big boy
needs a little training.

Who challenges the Omega Supreme?

Alright!

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

Megatron, no!

- Optimus Prime.
- You're alive!

But not for long.

Now to eject some feedback.

How about a little
power boost, Blaster?

Hey that oughta clear the airwaves.

I may be low on energy...

but I still have enough to conquer you.

Don't move, Megatron.

Face it, Omega,
you're outdated to catch me.

Very well, Prime,
you have won for now.

Hurry, we gotta save
Blaster and Cosmos.

Say Prime, what do say we turn
this place into Radio Moon?

With a loony lunar land of bop hip hits?

Yeah, You need some company out here.

Hey how about it Prime?

- I did save the day.
- Yes, Blaster.

But remember, your
volume, like any capability...

It is also a responsibility.

You must decide when is the right
time and the wrong time to use it.

- Blaster!
- Hey Prime, dig the gizmos!