02x10 - att*ck of the Autobots

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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 ♪

Teletraan I, report.

-Decepticons approaching
from south west quadrant.

-Autobots, transform.

Roll out!

-Rumble. Laserbeak.

Distract the Autobots.

[ Prowl pants ]

PROWL: I'll be ready for you
next time, bird brain.

-My warning diode is pulsating.

Decepticon jets!

Lookout Ratchet!

[ Ratchet grunts ]

-Thanks, Prime.

Now what about Rumble?

-Bye, bye, baby.

-This is the moment I've been waiting for.

Now, Starscream.

Excellent.

My invisibility spray will
provide the perfect cover,

for this operation.

The Autobots can't defend themselves
from Decepticons who aren't there.

Aaah.

The Autobot's recharging chambers.

Give me the personality destabilizer.

There now.

Let's get out of here before
the invisibility spray wears off.

Tomorrow when those Autobots
recharge their energizers,

They's experience a transformation
they won't expect.

[ laughs ]

-They've been falling a long time.

Why didn't I hear 'em hit bottom?

RATCHET: Because we'd rather
hit you turkey-tron.

-Decepticons, abandon att*ck.

Mission accomplished.

-Hey, come back!

You didn't finish your nickel plated
knuckle sandwich.

-Hmm. A hit-and-run raid.

That's not Megatron's style.

-Well perhaps we responded so quickly,

he had no time to acheive his objective.

-Perhaps, but Megatron always
has some method to his madness.

And whatever it was this time,

you can be sure it won't do us any good.

-Ah, nothing like a good
energizer recharge,

to give the ol' bolts some volts.

-Everybody to the recharging chambers.

We've got a big day ahead.

-Alert. Alert.

Rocket launch in preparation
at Harding Space Center.

New solar power-generating
satellite aboard rocket,

designed to provide unlimited
energy to the world.

-Autobots,

the Decepticons will stop
at nothing to capture that satellite.

We've got to get to the
launch site and protect.

Guard.

Defend.

-I... I feel... very strange.

-Warning!

Evil presence now infiltrating
Autobot Headquarters.

MEGATRON: Very good, Teletraan I.

The personality destabilizer I placed
inside your recharging chamber,

has converted your Autobot friends,

from sentimental fools
to my kind of mechanisms.

-Autobots are noble. Your plan
can never succeed.

-Oh, it can't, eh?

Autobots, obey my first command.

Silence that annoying computer.

-Optimus Prime. No! Don't do...

-Excellent!

You're going to cause more havoc
than this miserable planet's ever seen!

[ laughs ]

Here are my orders.

-Man, Spike, I can't wait to try out,

what you and Sparkplug
did to my sound system.

I just know it's gonna be wild,
wooly, and waily!

Hey, look out!

-Hey, watch it, Jazz!

-Very sorry, Bumblebee, but look around,

this is the perfect spot to test
my new speakers, man.

-Yeah, a perfect place for
those monsters, all right.

No neighbours to complain.

-Well, I forgot my earmuffs,
so I'm goin' back to headquarters.

Have fun, guys!

-Later, Bumblebee!

-Can't you play something soft?

-Hey, guys!

Where is everybody?

Optimus Prime? Ratchet?

Anybody?

BLUESTREAK: Ah, Bumblebee.

You look tired.

Perhaps you'd like to recharge.

-Hey, What's happened to Teletraan I?

-Never mind that.

You must recharge immediately.

-No. Wait!

-I can't take much more!

-Me, neither! And I like it!

[ Jazz laughs ]

-Like, wow. Rock and roll with real rocks.

-It's called an avalanche!

-Maybe I'd better wind down my woofers.

-Let go, Bluestreak!

What's got into you?

JAZZ: Hey, Bluestreak!

What's happenin', man?

-Hey, careful with that thing!

Somebody could get messed up!

-That's just what I have in mind.

-What's with Bluestreak?

He's trying to blast Jazz!

-Hey, man, I don't wanna hurt ya,

but you're gettin' me steamed!

-Looks like it conked out
his reset relay.

Yeah, he'll be out for a while.

-Bumblebee, what's goin'
on around here?

-That's just what I was gonna ask you.

-Well, we should have
some answers in a minute.

-Autobot behavior altered
by personality destabilizer,

put into recharging chambers by Megatron.

-Megatron!

He turned Bluestreak from good to evil!

-Look, how many of the other Autobots,

were recharged with that
personality doohickey?

-All of them.

-Halt!

-Look out! There's nobody
drivin' those vehicles!

-If we don't find a way to
counter the effect,

of that personality
destabilizer, and fast...

-Attention. Optimus Prime is leading
an att*ck on the Air Force base.

-Not Optimus Prime.

We've gotta get to him.

-Hey, we can't fight Prime
and an army of our friends.

-Jazz, we can't sit back
and watch, either.

I'm with Bumblebee.

-Then let's burn some rubber.

-Hold on, I'm comin'!

-Spike! Come back!

-We have Megatron's orders.

The plans for the solar satellite
must be seized.

WOMAN: Yes? And you'd like me to join
you in the command bunker?

You're launching my solar
power-generating satellite?

Wonderful. I'm on my way.

-Dr. Harding! Dr. Harding!

A party of enemy Autobots
is attacking this building!

-Enemy Autobots.

What could they be after here?

The plans for my solar satellite.

-Dr. Harding has escaped
with the plans. After her!

-Destroy!

Destroy! Destroy!!

Let none stand against us!

-No! Here comes another one!

-Wait! Hold your fire!

We're here to help.

Those Autobots are acting
under Decepticon control.

BUMBLEBEE: Optimus. that
can't really be you.

Optimus Prime, stop!

[ pants ]

Don't you recognize me?

Prime, it's Bumblebee.

I'm one of your...

I don't believe this is happening!

Prime!

-Our air and our ground support
have been destroyed.

We're going to have to abort the launch.

-I wouldn't if I were you.

This operation is now under my control.

Reprogram the main computer.

Nothing can stop the launch now.

I soon shall have enough power
to dominate the universe.

-Those bungling Autobots failed
to get the solar satellite plans.

But no matter.

In two Earth hours, we will be aboard
that rocket and on our way to Cybertron.

And the secret of perpetual energy
will be ours alone!

-With this attitude exchanger,

we can drain the personality-destabilizing
energy away from an Autobot,

at the same time we recharge
him with purifying ions.

-Oh, kind of like a goodness transfusion.

-You got the idea, Jazz.

Now all we have to do is test it on somebody.

-I, uh... I think we got our first
unexpected volunteer.

-You distract him, and I'll give it a try.

First, drain evil. Second, recharge good.

-Let's hope it don't finish up
with third, bury Jazz!

Yo, Bluestreak! Over here, man!

-Bluestreak. You look like you again.

-Jazz... the last thing I remember,

Megatron ordered us to wreck
m*llitary jets and clear the skies.

And he sent Ratchet and Hound to
Dr. Harding's lab for some kind of plans.

-Jets and plans?

-We'll worry about that later.

We've gotta make some
more attitude exchangers,

and save the rest of the Autobots.

JAZZ: Hold on, Hound!

-Great, another one.

-Hound, you're okay now.

Where's Ratchet?

-The plans. Give me those plans.

-N-no!

-I can't stand anymore of this.

-Don't, Bumblebee!

-Listen to me, Prime!

If you're gonna destroy these aircraft,

you'll have to destroy me with them!

-As you wish, Autobot.

Prepare for termination!

-It's Skyfire!

-Bail out!

-Did you see that?

-It's Skyfire!

He's carrying out Megatron's orders, too!

-With his speed,

we might still be able
to stop the Decepticons,

before the rocket launches.

-But how will we ever get
an attitude exchanger,

up to him? He's over a mile high.

-Uh, those thingamabobs are
magnetic, aren't they?

-Sure.

-Well if I fire one from my
particle beam g*n,

and my aim isn't too crummy...

-Stop talkin' and start sh**t'.

-Somebody get Skyfire's attention.

-Attention getters comin' up.

HOUND: He's in range.

Gotta make this sh*t count.

-Thanks! I needed that.

-And we need a lift!

-Then all aboard and hang on tight!

-You won't do it, Optimus Prime.

I know ya won't hurt me.

-Prime, no!

Smile, guys, this won't hurt a bit!

-What's Prime doing?

-He's splitting into his three components.

-Oooh, no!

-Nail it, Hound! Before it nails us!

-Look out!

-That attitude exchanger's restored
only two of his components.

-Give me another attitude exchanger.

-It's our last one.

If you miss, Prime's a lost cause.

-I'll stop him!

-Bumblebee, come back!

[ Oprimus Prime groans ]

-Optimus Prime!

I know you're not evil!

I believe in you!

-You've gotta fight it! Don't give in!

[ Optimus Prime screams in pain ]

-Help me, Bumblebee!

Quickly!

You did it, little friend.

You saved me.

-And that's Megatron's plan.

-Then unless we can
stop the rocket launch,

he'll take Dr. Harding's solar
satellite to Cybertron.

-And Prime, the world needs the energy
my satellite will deliver.

It must go into orbit.

-Then our task is clear.

-We'd better get to that
launch pad before it's too late!

-T minus thirty seconds,

and nothing we can do will stop it.

-Follow me!

This is our one-way ticket to
Cybertron and mastery of the galaxy!

-If you can disconnect the satellite,

I can take it into orbit!

-Let's go!

-No!

-We've got to disable that rocket,

so they can't use it to
escape to Cybertron.

-But how can we do that without
hurting Optimus Prime and Ratchet?

-As long as we're still
in the outer atmosphere,

I just might be able to swing it.

Open up, Skyfire! I'm going outside!

BUMBLEBEE: Watch it! That
first step's a doozy!

-At the speed we're breezin'
I'd better hang low!

-Keep those g*ons off o' me!

I'm almost done!

-Okay, Decepti-crumbs, time to get down!

-A musical sonic boom. Good old Jazz.

-The fuel tanks! Abandon rocket!

-Jump!

-Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes?

-Thanks, Jazz.

Skyfire, take us up. Way up!

And this is the little baby that caused
all the trouble in the first place.

Well, there won't be any more
trouble, thanks to you.

And especially to you, Bumblebee.

-Especially to him?

I was the one who saved the satellite,

and came up with the idea
of f*ring those attitude exchangers!

-Oh, yeah?

Well, who helped ya
make 'em in the first place?

-Why, you wouldn't know
a microchip from a potato chip!

Hey, look! I'm the brains of this outfit
when it comes to repairs!

-And if I can't fix it, it can't be fixed!

-Hold on, hold on!

There's a little matter of the
forty-seven Air Force jets,

you guys demolished when
you were workin' for Megatron!

[ chuckles ]

-So I hope you're both wizards when
it comes to fixing broken aircraft.

[ chuckles ]

-Yeah, Dad.

That's all any of us will be doing
for the next few weeks.

Lift that wrench, tote that retrocharger.

[ laughs ]