03x09 - The Trial

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- HURRY!

(MUSIC BUILDS)

- Huh!

- Woah!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC BUILDS)

(YELLING)

(CRASH!)

Whoa!

- Okay, nobody pushes any more

buttons.

- Aaaahhhh!

(IMPACT GRUNT)

- Gaahhhh!

(IMPACT GRUNT)

- Whoooaaa!

(IMPACT GRUNT)

(EFFORT GRUNTS)

- Where's Perceptor?

- He's coming!

- WHOA--

- I'll get him.

♪

This would've been a lot easier

if MacCadam had just

given us a key.

We all know he doesn't want us

to wake up this Titan.

CLOBBER:

Make way for Clobber!

(CRASH!)

(IMPACT GROAN)

Woah.

That's the biggest face

I've ever seen.

(MUSIC BUILDS)

♪ More than meets the eye ♪

Hey! Wake up! Hello?

Huh. Looks like nobody's home.

- I already said this

astro-cycles ago,

but this is pointless.

Perceptor: Unfortunately,

Dead End is correct.

We will not be able

to wake up this Titan.

- By ourselves.

- Then we need a City Speaker.

We need Windblade.

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(SCREECHING)

♪

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(QUINTESSONS HISSING)

(SCREECHING)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

I can't believe that worked.

Perceptor, we're in position.

Copy that.

We've reached Windblade.

Signal Interrupter Device

is in place.

Ready to commence.

Hot Rod: Okay.

We're going in.

(DEVICES WHIRRING)

(JETS SOARING)

(PARADE MUSIC)

♪

I see her!

(VEHICLE HONKING)

Where's Bee?

He's missing the parade.

- There he is.

- Windblade,

you're about to see

something crazy.

I know! The Chromium float

is totally crazy!

(WHISPERING) Clobber, can you

take care of this?

- Hey, why don't we see

what's over this way?

Brace yourself.

Perceptor, do it!

(DEVICE WHIRRING)

Hot Rod, I think she sees us.

- (GASP) Perceptor?

- It's working!

Windblade, what you're seeing

is the real world.

To get there, all you have

to do is transform.

(GASP)

Dead End: Oh no, they're coming.

Put your helmet on!

Whirl: Where's my helmet!?

Aaahhhh!

(SCREECHING)

(WAILING)

(STATIC CRACKLING)

They're in trouble.

- Yeah!

(LAUGHING)

Woo!

Yeah! Woo! Optimus!

(BLADES WHIRRING)

(SCREECHING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(ROAR!)

(BOOM!)

(SCREECHING)

Get off me!

Get off! Get off!

♪

(SCREECHING)

♪

(SCREECHING)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(COMBAT NOISES)

(THUD)

Pretty good, huh?

Yeah, great.

Now do that more times.

(SCREECHING)

(SCREAMING)

(WEAPONS BLASTING)

(QUINTESSON SCREECHING)

(COMBAT GRUNT)

♪

(SCREECHING)

Back off, you freaks!

(EFFORT CRY)

(SCREECHING)

(WEAPONS f*ring)

(IMPACT GROANS)

Huh?

(STRUGGLE GRUNTS)

Hot Rod, hold on!

(STRUGGLE NOISES)

(EFFORT GRUNTS)

Aaaahhhh!

(WEAPONS f*ring)

I'm hit!

(CRASH!)

(THUD! BANG!)

(DING!)

(THUD!)

♪

(QUINTESSON HISSING)

It's too late.

Aaaahhhh!

(HOT ROD CRYING OUT)

♪

Do you think Perceptor and Whirl

got away?

They can take care

of themselves.

I'm more worried about--

CLOBBER & DEAD END: Soundwave?!

You're back!

Uh, I mean...

It's good to see you, Soundwave.

(GLITCHING)

- Soundwave?

- Something's wrong with him.

- You mean more than normal?

(SCREECHING)

Knock it off!

Huh?

Hey, you guys!

We'll take it from here.

(HISSING)

Snouts rule, am I right?

- Shut it.

- Later, fish faces!

- Uh, scrap.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Holy Amalgamous Prime!

(CHORAL VOICES CHANTING)

This court is now in session.

The acting judge of this

universe presiding.

Woah.

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(RELAXED MUSIC)

Just our luck. Of all the people

we could've rescued?

We get Soundwave.

Ugh. It's gonna be

a bummer when he wakes up.

One ugly face is bad enough.

But five?

That's a lot of ugly.

Silence!

Quintessons are the great

and mighty masters

of all the multiverse.

Enough chatter!

Let him burn!

Punishment will come after

interrogation.

Tell us how you have managed

to evade our Prosecutors.

Answer the Judge!

But watch out.

The others,

they're all CRAZY!

(MANIC LAUGHTER)

Wait. What exactly are you

the judge of anyway?

There are an infinite amount

of universes

in the multiverse.

Too many! Too many!

Burn them all!

Quintessons travel to each

universe

and judge which are worthy

of existence.

And if they're found guilty...

(INSANE GIGGLING)

Then that universe is destroyed!

Who are you to judge

MY universe?

You misunderstand.

We are not the judge

of this universe.

But you will wish we were.

Yesterday's gone.

And tomorrow will rid today!

No sign of Hot Rod. I've no idea

where they took him!

Keep looking, Whirl.

Do you have any idea

where Hot Rod is?

He'll be back. He hasn't even

met the Scientist yet.

(BLADES WHIRRING)

♪

So I was telling Bumblebee--

you should meet Bumblebee,

he's awesome--

I was telling him,

you should consider going red.

And then he said,

"Everyone will think I'm

Cliffjumper!" (LAUGHING)

- Enough lies and evasion.

- Tell us how you hide

from our Prosecutors.

NOW!

Listen, it's simple.

I'm just too fast for you.

And if that makes me guilty,

so be it.

- He is in contempt!

- I know!

(GIGGLING)

- I like it!

- He must suffer.

- A verdict has been reached.

GUILTY!

Take him away.

(STRUGGLE GRUNT)

- Enjoy the parade!

I've seen enough of that parade.

(FIGHTING NOISES)

(EFFORT GRUNTS)

ALL: STOP HIM!

(TAPPING)

- What do we do

if Soundwave wakes up?

- Nobody wants that.

- What do you mean?

- What do YOU mean?

- Are you saying...

we should deactivate him?

I didn't say that.

You said that.

But your idea is good.

(HIGH PITCHED TONE)

No. Your idea is bad.

Very, very bad.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC BUILDS)

- Gotta get out of here!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(SCREECHING)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

♪

(SCREECHING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(SCREECHING)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

Yeah!

(MUSIC BUILDS)

WHOA!

Uh oh!

Uh...

(SCREECHING)

I wish I was a jet!

Aaaaahhhhh!

Grab me!

(GRUNT)

Woah!

Yeah!

Ooooh...!

(SCREECHING)

(YELLING)

Inside!

Woah!

Thanks for the rescue!

SOUNDWAVE:

And thank you for my rescue.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

More than meets the eye.