03x12 - Surprise Party

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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 ♪

Hello? Hello? Is anybody there?

Where is everybody?

Hello? Hello? Where has everybody gone?

A-anybody in here?

What? What was that? Whos there?

You better show yourself or... or...

Surprise!

A Happy birthday, son!

Feh, heh, gee, I... I ..

I bet you thought I forgot, didn't you?

Heh-heh, well you've been so busy

getting ready for the first Peace
Conference on Cybertron, I--

No Daniel, Spike shall rise.
Planned the surprise!

Well, you sure had me fooled.

So, the Autobots seek to
make peace throughout our galaxy.

There shall be no peace!

Surprise party so much
fun, give one for everyone!

It doesn't work that way, Wheelie.

No, Wheelie. You see, you've gotta--

Sounds like the shuttle bay. Let's go!

Aim your servos at the shuttle bay!

Wheelie!

Get us out of here, Blaster!

Gee, Dad. Do you think
this one can still fly?

Its got to. The Peace Conference
starts tomorrow on Cybertron.

We need it to get the
Earth delegates there.

You really oughta let me
overhaul some of your diodes.

Sure, sure.

First Aid, I'll need a damage assessment
from you on that last shuttle.

No problem. I'll get to it just as soon
as I'm finished fixing up our hero.

Forget about me! The shuttle has priority.
The peace conference depends on it.

Alright, Ultra Magnus, don't stress those
circuits till I can take a look at you.

Ultra Magnus always thinks of others
before he thinks of himself, doesn't he?

Got hurt saving me.
Rewarded he should be.

What are you two whispering about?

Uh... we were just wondering

if First Aid can get the shuttle ready
in time for the peace conference.

First Aid can fix anything.

Let's go see what we can do to help.

Remember what you said
about throwing a surprise party,

and about rewarding Ultra Magnus?

Well why don't we have a surprise
party for Ultra Magnus on his birthday?

Sure! Your idea, hale and hearty.
For Ultra Magnus, a party!

Then we just need to find
out when his birthday is.

That oughta be simple enough.

Easy that task. Just go ask!

Wheelie!

Its not going to be a surprise if Ultra
Magnus has any idea what we're planning.

And we can't plan anything,

until we find out when
Ultra Magnus was created.

Where to go for date to know?

Cybertron Central Records.

Come on, Wheelie. Now that we're
here, let's find Perceptor.

I'm sure he can help us.

Perceptor, are you sure can't tell
us when Ultra Magnus was created?

Facts of such a close nature are
stored in the Hall of Records.

Thanks anyway, Perceptor.

No time to delay.
Got to find birthday!

Wow, the entire
history of the Autobots must be in here.

Not quite.

Who are you?

No, no, no, no,
that's not the way it works. Who are you?

I'm Daniel and this is my friend Wheelie.

Fine, fine. Now, what is it that you want?

We're here for information.
Need the day of Ultra Magnus' creation.

What? Whats that you say?

You want to know when Ultra
Magnus was created?

That's right. Can you help us?

Ultra Magnus, Ultra Magnus...
Let me see. Now, where would that be?

Oh, yes, there we are.

The information you seek is not available.

What do you mean not available?

"Not available" means
you can't have it!

- Well why not?
- Because it's on the storage asteroid!

What storage asteroid?

Oh dear, oh dear,
you just don't know, do you?

Long ago, during the Great
w*r, the Autobots

created an artificial storage asteroid.

On the asteroid was data
detailing the history of the Autobots.

Oh my! Oh my!

If the Autobots survived,

a homing device would
lead them to the asteroid.

If the Autobots were destroyed,

at least their history and
technology would survive.

Well, was the data ever retrieved?

What? Retrieved?
No, no, the homing device failed long ago!

Technical difficulties, I suppose
yes, technical difficulties.

Well, isn't it about time
that it was retrieved?

But-but theres been no directive to search!

Well, what were the last known
coordinates of the asteroid?

Oh, well I suppose it wouldn't
hurt to give you those.

After all, you'd need a
space shuttle to go there,

and - hehehe - who would
give you permission for that?

That's right,
we need a ship to make that trip.

I don't know, Wheelie. This seems
an awful lot like stealing to me.

A ship we'll only borrow!
We'll have it back tomorrow.

Well...

Wheelie, wait up!

Make haste! No time to waste!

Wheelie, do you really
this will get us there?

Have no doubt, will soon find out!

That garbage scow is no longer
on its usual coordinates.

Cyclonus, Scourge, Sweeps, Follow it!

This may provide the opportunity we need.

Hang on, Wheelie,
we've just flown into a meteor shower!

Wheelie, that meteor! Its gonna--

Wheelie, you've got to straighten us out!

Daniel, hang on tight!
Got to get us right!

Daniel, my friend,
Our journey is at an end.

Well... you know what they say.

Any landing you can walk away from...

... is a good one.

We will now take a twenty minute recess.

- Ultra Magnus? - Yes, Spike?

- Have you seen Daniel?
- No, I haven't.

You think he's lost or something?

Well, uh, no.
He probably lost track of time,

researching that school project.

Well, Wheelie, what do you think?
Which way should we--

What was that?

Wheelie, back to the ship!

Wheelie, what are they?

Me not know, but wish they'd go!

Wheelie, quick! Transform!

There. Head for one of the caves!

Gee, it's dark in here, isn't it?

I'll turn on some light,
that'll make it alright.

Wheelie, look.
Those are Autobot markings, aren't they?

Come on!
We found the lost Autobot records!

It won't open, just from hopin'.

Uh after you, my friend?

Don't know whats in store.
You go first through door.

Come on, Wheelie!

Greetings. What can I do for you?

Great! We're in!

Bad command. Bad command.

Invalid file name!

Who's out there?

Interrupted. Interrupted.

Come on out and show yourself!

- Greetings.
- Greetings. - Greetings.

Wheelie,
I think we better get out of here!

Yes. We musn't be lazy
when robots go crazy!

Invalid file name! Invalid file name!
Invalid file name!

Wheelie, they're keeping up with us!

What we need is a burst of speed!

Enter file name.
Enter file name.

Repeat command.
Repeat command.

Quick, Wheelie, c'mon! We gotta--

Wheelie!
Do something to shake them off!

Trying to fight, but they hold tight.

Daniel, I'm afraid its no use.
They've cooked... our goose.

H-Hey, nice sh**ting!

Gee, Wheelie, maybe
those sentrybots are on our side after all.

Glad they win.
Saved my skin!

- Greeting, intruders. - Greetings!

New targets locked.
Prepare to fire.

Ready...

...Aim...

...Fire!

That was close. Thanks!

Cyclonus.

Come on, Wheelie!

Wheelie, I think we'd
better get outta here!

Do as I say or the Sweeps will destroy you.

What is this place?

Uh, an ice cream factory?

You are insolent, Earth boy.

Heh, thanks.

Your insolence will only earn you pain.

You will answer now! What is this place?

The Hall of Records.
At least thats where I sent them.

Oh, yes yes yes, they were here alright.
I gave them some information about the old-

Storage asteroid?

The Autobots will want it back,
just as they will want these two.

And we will oblige them.

The coordinates are programmed, Cyclonus.

Permanently.

Engage thrusters.

Done.

Wheelie, we're moving!

Correct, Earth boy.

Straight on a collision
course for Cybertron.

The Autobots will
never let this happen.

They will have no choice.

They will not risk destroying you.

I got here as far as I could.

We're getting a signal thats a little weak.
Let me give it a tweak.

Hi Dad.
I guess I'm in trouble, huh?

Don't worry about that, son.
Where are you?

On the way back to Cybertron.

Wheelie and I found the lost
Cybertronian storage asteroid.

Thats great! We'll come and get ya.

Um, dad, we're not alone.

That's right, Earth man.

Cyclonus!

Cyclonus, if you harm that boy--

Do not bother to complete your
thr*at, Autobot.

I have not harmed the boy or his friend,

but whether they remain
unharmed is up to you.

Say what you mean, Decepticon!

Cybertron's coordinates have been
entered into the asteroid's flight program.

You will do nothing to alter its course--

Uh, sorry. We've lost the signal.

What are we going to do? If we destroy
the asteroid, my boy will be k*lled!

And if we don't,
the delegates will be destroyed

and peace will never
come to our galaxy!

Fuel up, Sky Lynx!
The future of Cybertron is up to us.

I hate the dark.

No need for fright, I've got the light!

We're never gonna get out of here.

Ultra Magnus. Over there!

Let's take a look.

Disgusting creatures.

They won't bother us anymore.

Intruders! Destroy them!

Yes, Cyclonus!

What was that?

Time to flee? Lets go see!

You two okay?

We're fine,
but you've got to stop Cyclonus.

Where is he?

The asteroid is still programmed
for a collision course with Cybertron.

Sky lynx, I'm going after Cyclonus.

If my superb physique would pass
through the tunnels I would join you.

Forget it. Look, if I don't return in
thirty minutes, get them to safety.

I'm gonna make sure this
asteroid never reaches Cybertron.

Its about time you returned, Scourge.

Re-program the asteroid, Cyclonus.

Ultra Magnus has been gone too long.

We've got to find him!
He's why we came here in the first place!

It's time you flew,
but I've got something to do!

Wheelie, no!

This facility will destruct in two minutes.

Foolish child, you'll destroy us all!

I must flee!

We've got to get out of
here, Wheelie!

No need to worry!
We'll be gone in a hurry!

Okay, thats is a very exciting
story, Daniel,

but you still haven't told me what you
were looking for on the storage asteroid.

Well... Dad, uh, we were looking
for the record of Ultra Magnus' creation.

Do you wanna explain that to me?

Well, we, uh, wanted to throw
a surprise party for him on his birthday.

My birthday?
I don't even know when that is.

- Say, I've got an idea, guys.
- Whats that?

Why don't we just designate
today as Ultra Magnus' birthday?

- We'll have a party tonight!
- Alright!

What Wheelie wanna know,
why we not think this up long ago.

Happy birthday, Ultra Magnus!

Ha ha ha ha ha! Yeah, good! Good!