02x22 - A Decepticon Raider in King Arthur's Court

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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 ♪

Wonderful! I have don't have enough energy
left to short circuit a servo mechanism.

Maybe not, but I can still ram.

Whambam! Warpath is on the roll!

I just changed heads last week.

Let's grab a jet stream
and get out of here!

- Wait a minute, there's energy.
- Energy?

Yeah, its coming from these stones.

Follow Ravage!

My sensors indicate the
energy is stronger inside.

bam, Got you!

- What is this joint anyway?
- Our tomb.

Not quite, Starscream.

Your sensors were right,
there is energy in here.

Out of the way, Rumble,
it could be dangerous.

As your leader,
I must take the risk.

Anyway,
I am lower on energy than you.

Come on Hoist!

Take any longer and bam, I'm in!

Stop hoggin' it all to yourself.

Look, it's not blocked anymore.

And the Autobots are gone.

I just hope there's some energy there some
where for the guys who did'nt charge up.

Giant armored knights?
From the Dragonmound?

- Starscream, robots ahead.
- Could be trouble.

You better believe it, they're some
kind of weird lookin' Autobots.

And they are attacking, me!

A spy from the Red Knight, charge!

Egads, giants!

We're doomed.

Inferior construction,
even for an Autobot.

One good whack
it breaks right in two.

Not Autobots,
but humans pretending to be robots.

Sir Wigend of Blackthorn
pretends to nothing.

- Who art thou?
- I'm Starscream of Cybertron.

What would i not give to see
these fellows arrayed...

against Sir Aetheling the Red.

You could probably use the help.

Interesting technology,
but not very modern.

What means thou?
It was made this year.

- What year is that? - Anno Domini.

Then that stone room must have
been a time transporter.

Human, it suits my purpose to
help you defeat your enemy.

The uhh...Red of something or other?

All those magical knights
against my father?

I must warn him.

- What is it, Ravage?
- A spy, after him!

Stay! Let Ravage get the spy.

What's more important is that
we have years to go...

before we have to worry
about the Autobots...

and that bumbler Megatron.

What's the matter?

Guess I just ruined his day.

Don't worry, you're alright now.

Come, we must get away from here
before the dragon returns.

She must mean Starscream.

My dear girl,
I find it hard to believe...

that my databank dates your
costume to AD.

You mean...

Fashion is always a
year behind Camelot...

- out here in the countryside. - Camelot?

- My name is Nimue. - I'm Spike.

Would'st thou help us against
the other giant knights?

We'd like nothing better, lead on.

Father will be so pleased.

Sir Aetheling, if your daughter
thinks the Decepticons...

are aiding Sir Wigend of Blackthorn...

You're going to need help.

Hoist, I need some help too.

Nimue says I need armor to be
in the tournament tomorrow.

I will do what I can.

Sir Aetheling,
why are you and Sir Wigend feuding?

Cows, Sir Hoist.

They wandered through a break in his fence
and devoured my garden.

I told the young hothead, I'd keep
them until he fixed the fence.

Thereupon he accused me
of stealing ...

and claimed my lands, really his.

The tournament is simply an
excuse to get him here...

to settle things peacefully.

I hope.

My word, that is incredible.

I just hope it fits.

Hoist, what's wrong?

Getting low on energy.

Well how do I look?

Just wonderful, Sir Spike.

Take this, thou shalt be my
champion on the field of honor.

Tomorrow's going to be a big day.

Father, this is so exciting.

I just hope i can make Sir
Wigend see reason.

Okay kiddo, now aim for the center
of the guy's shield and...

Clang, hang on to your horse.

I'll do my best.

That's your call.

Sir Spike, my champion!

Go Spike! Get him!

Some champion, alas.

At least I hung on to my horse.

Sir Wigend, I bid thee welcome.

And I bid thee
hold thy tongue.

Unless thou art willing to settle
our dispute in battle.

I'd hoped for peace,
but if that's thy will, so be it.

It is.

With the winner declared rightful
lord over this entire countryside.

So be it.

I'll meet thee at arms.

Correction, thou shalt meet my champions.

Sir Rumble and Sir Ramjet.

Hoist, old buddy, I think it's
time we, join the party.

What are you waiting
for, Red Knight?

Don't you wanna rumble with, Rumble?

Hop on, Sir Aetheling.

No laser power left but
we're still gonna, clean their clocks.

It's impossible.

The Autobots can't have
followed us here.

This is my world to conquer, mine!

My nose, you've ruined my nose!

Way to go, father!
You've triumphed!

Sir Wigend, your champion's lost.

Now try to act noble,
even if thou aren't...

And tell my father thou art sign.

I've had enough of this
chivalrous nonsense!

Red Knight, surrender your
kingdom to me within hours...

or never see
your daughter again!

Help!

Nimue, no!

Don't let Starscream get away!

Help!

Come on, let's get outta here!

How comeStarscream still
got enough energy to fly?

He doesn't, look!

I'm gettin' so low on energy, Hoist...

I can't even stay transformed.

Well,
we'd better do something fast...

or the sixth century
will never be the same.

Solomon, what an unexpected pleasure!

Care for a rat's tail?

Kidnap the fair Nimue?

Make some idiot feet tall,
he thinks he rules the earth?

Thou who playst with fire...

might find himself singed
by the Dragon's breath.

Just wait till my father gets here.

What's that meaning of this?

Kidnapping Nimue was stupid enough...

but keep her prisoner
in my castle...

I give the orders now
and this is my castle.

As it will soon be, my world.

Starscream, if we don't find
some energy to steal pretty soon...

Lord Starscream, here's the
gold jewelry as demanded.

Wulf, what art thou doing?

Those belong to my grandmother.
I was going to give them to....

Your new Lord Starscream.

Why thank you, because I need
them to make wire...

for my new electric dynamo.

- Let's charge up.
- Wait your turn!

I need it more than you.

Well hurry it up, sparkhog.

Hurry it up?

There is hardly enough to
charge my basic life support.

Faster, you malingering peasants!

It's all my fault, Warpath.

I was the Nimue's champion,
I should have protected her.

I feel kinda guilty about it myself.

Warpath, come on,
we need your help.

I gotta see what
Sir Hoist wants.

But if you wanna,
go on ahead and see what you can do.

Just leave some Decepticons
for the rest of us.

- Starscream, aren't you finished yet?
- Okay, Okay, I'm done.

The charcoal is coming along fine.

You can go for the rock salt now.

Rumble, Ravage, get out of there!
You're going with Sir Wulf for sulphur!

We need potassium nitrate too.

Don't tell me you're going to fetch it.

No, Rumble, not us.

Me and my big mouth.

- Go'eth from here.
- Nimue, I want to...

I care not!
Thou hast done enough already?

First thou try'st to steal my
father's castle...

and now these monsters
thou call friends...

are going to make slaves of us all...

- Thou art right. - And then...

- What?
- Thou art absolutely right.

I've been an idiot,
but I'll do my best to change.

- Thou will't? - Yes.

By the way, didst thy know
thine eyes are most beautiful?

They are?

Nimue its Spike.

I'm here to rescue...

Starscream,
lower the drawbridge!

I've got your stupid
potassium nitrate.

Great work, little buddy.

We've already got the sulphur and charcoal.

Charcoal, Potassium nitrate and Sulphur?

We may not have lasers in this
world, Decepticons...

but thanks to the ingredients you've
gathered, what we do have is...

Gunpowder!

I only hope the Autobots...

are stupid enough
to attempt a rescue.

Like I started to say before...

Spike, why should I want to
be saved from Sir Wigend...

when we just decided to get married?

Alright, knights, let's go!

- Starscream, they're coming!
- It's about time.

Fire!

Fire!

Without our siege towers,
how will we scale the walls?

- You still got us.
"And so do I, right in my sights!"

Don't worry Ramjet, I k*ll em!

You will pay for this, Rumble!

Sir Wulf, thou must help me stop this.

Sure I'll help thee
right into the moat!

Lord Starscream just relieved
thee of thy command.

Alright, Wulfy,
now you've got Sir Spike to deal with.

And that will be a pleasure.

Actually,
the pleasure was all mine.

That's it. You've got it.

Keep on going.

Don't forget about me!

Oww... Hey watch out.

Warpath, you and I've
got a score to settle.

Energy, without energy...

We are done for.

Spike, look out!

Oh No!

No!

Energy.

So these are the
famous giant knights.

And also, our friends.

And if they don't get
this thing they call...

energy, I fear the'll perish.

Pleasing Lord Starscream...

to stand invincible
in this primitive world.

Not if my magic can help it.

Foolish human,
magic can never defeat science.

Hear us, God of the sky!
I know not of science...

but if thou willst give
these giants, life!

You can say that again.

I don't know how you did that,
but it sure felt good.

No, this can't be.

Rumble, Ramjet,
reactivate the dynamo!

Warpath,
my laser still don't work...

But I can transform again.

Then let's, go get em!

Faster, I must have more energy!

- Its not much of a ring but...
- Its, it's beautiful.

Oh father, isn't this wonderful?

Better luck next time, pal.

Energy...

I need energy.

- What will you do with them?
- Take them back with us.

That is if there is a way.

Hoist said time.

Why these valiant knights are
their time travelers.

Howcome its called the Dragon Mound?

Well, I created it to use
as a time travelling device.

But then a wandering dragon
decided to make it his home.

We never saw him.

That's because he's been
out visiting relatives.

- But he's home now!
- I refuse to go any closer!

Don't worry,
I've got a full dose of dragonsbane.

It works everytime.

He's crazy!

We can't trust our lives to
unscientific superstition.

Why not?

Beorht's magic's done
pretty well by us so far.

There's no reason it should'nt work.

I used all the
normal ingredients.

Sulphur, rock salt,
seagull droppings, charcoal...

Well, alright!

Looks like they art
invented gunpowder too.

- God speed to you all! - Goodbye!

We'll never forget thee.

What do you think? Are we back?

Megatron, hold your fire!

It's me, Starscream!
We're back! We're back!

Starscream, you fool,
you ruined my sh*t!

It's the twentieth century alright.

Let's clear out.

What's the matter?
Aren't you glad to see us?