02x19 - Desertion of the Dinobots, Part 1

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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 ♪

Very impressive,
Professor Green.

The Autobots have saved this planet
from the Decepticons many times.

Now we might be able to
return the favor.

Going someplace, ratcat?

Ultraplane completed, Megatron.

I'll blast it to dust!

No!
We must be more discreet.

Use this.

Since when has
discretion mattered to us?

Perhaps you're getting
weak, Megatron.

What is going on back there?

- Just rockin'n rollin' with savage Ravage.
- Decepticons.

We better notify Prime.

Hey Optimus!

- What happened?
- The Decepticons are onto us.

I just went rounds with Ravage.

And Soundwave was here too.

Let's inspect the wreckage.

Transform and roll out!

Now while they are distracted.

Surrender the cyber blueprints
and we will not hurt you.

No reason to be
soft with the flesh creatures.

Give us the plans or
be vaporized.

Six feet of tungsten steel.

- I'll be through in no time.
- You're through now, Megatron.

Optimus Prime?

Hey guys, how about some tunes?

- Dig it! - What's going on?

So the mighty Starscream...

is disabled by a little
sound and light show?

- What?
- Was that a better diversion?

- Megatron is retreating.
- So what else is new?

Hey, I thought Megatron split.

Amazing what you can do...

with a little hologram.

Now that is a sight I
never get tired of.

- Is this supposed to be fun?
- You'll see, Bumblebee.

What did you do?

I switched of his
equilibrium circuits.

We should be right on time to
pick up dad at the airport.

- Welcome home, dad.
- It's good to be here, son.

Bumblebee, look!

What are m*llitary jets doing
at a commercial airport?

We'd better check this out.

Sizzlin' Cybertron.

Bumblebee to Optimus Prime.
Bumblebee to Optimus Prime.

Decepticons at airport, we need your help.

We're too far away,
I'll contact headquarters.

Prime for Wheeljack.

Bumblebee needs
help at the airport.

Well we're understaffed here, Prime.

Then send the Dinobots.

Dinobots, we've got a job for you.

Me, Grimlock, no like orders.

Me, Slag, no like anything.

We really need your help.

- Why won't you give us a hand?
- Me don't know why not.

So we help, this time.

I've got to work on their
personality circuits.

The Decepticons
are in that hangar.

We fix.

Dinobots, transform!

We must return to the
lab and destroy those plans.

If you had'nt
retreated in the first place...

So much for your secret hide out, Megatron.

Even the moronic
Dinobots found it.

Behind you, Bumblebee!

Alright, clown,
we'll tumble Rumble style.

Get...

Fool!

What's the matter?

We too fast for
your rusty motors?

Let's make em extinct.

Decepticons, charge!

Sizzlin' Cybertron,
it almost seemed too easy.

- Well done, Dinobots! - Yeah

Me, Grimlock, greatest warrior.

Now Skywarp, they are
vulnerable in their robot mode.

Fire!

So much for the mighty Dinobots.

It looks like they've had it.

Here come Red Alert,
Hoist and Inferno.

- I warned you guys there was trouble.
- You always say there's trouble, Red.

How dreadful, what happened?

I warned you there was trouble.

They have been at it for six
hours already and no results.

If anyone can repair
the Dinobots...

Ratchet, Wheeljack and Hoist can.

We'd have a better chance
if we didn't have to work...

with these primitive tools.

The tools on Cybertron
were vastly superior.

Everything was better on Cybertron.

I still feel a power surge
when I think about home.

- You all set, Powerglide?
- Almost, Ironhide.

Load me up, Grapple.

- Careful, don't bang the box.
- I'm an artist.

Okay, Ironhide, let 'er rip!

How is the repair work coming?

As soon as they finish this
wall I'll put the roof on.

Okay, Grapple, top that.

A little this way.

Now back a bit.

- Just a hair more.
- I don't need your help.

My precision is uncanny.

What?

Tincanny is more like it.

Don't worry, Grapple,
we all make mistakes.

Not me, not like this.

Soundwave, explain this.

Ravage ejected, reason unknown.

Rumble,
what do you think you're doing?

Megatron, I can't stop myself.

I'm going to get to the bottom of this.

Okay, Swoop, Transform.

Ratchet,
recalibrate the resistance rate.

Try it now, Swoop.

Good. Well boys, we did it.

How are the Dinobots, Wheeljack?

- They are all set to go.
- Not a moment too soon.

The Decepticons are
on the ravage again.

Dinobots, transform!

No!

Dinobots no go.

Me, Grimlock, no take orders.

- Never. - Yes, yes, no!

Me, Slag, agree.

Me, Swoop,
no listen to Optimus Prime.

Grimlock our leader.

Yes, Dinobots follow Grimlock!

But you love to fight.

Us fight when us want to.

Now goodbye.

Perhaps bad energon has
disrupted our systems.

Refuel now.

Autobots, Transform!

Hey I'm stuck, I can't transform.

Thanks, I think.

It's the Auto... The Auto...

Too bad he's blown his vocal components.

I guess that makes
me the new leader.

Some liquid nitrogen will cool them off.

My hand won't retract.

Fortunately,
I can still become invisible.

How did he know I was there?

Ravage, eject.

Thanks for transforming.

My sound and light
show will mix them up.

- What gives? - I do!

Shift or be smashed.

Go ahead, leader, do something.

If only to spite you.

I never miss at this range.

Goodbye, Optimus Prime.

Decepticons, retreat!

What, what's happening to us?

I do not know, Ironhide.

I wish I could help you.

Shut up and save
your energy, Wheeljack...

or I'll have to turn off
your power supply.

Any idea what's going
on, Perceptor?

Fortunately,
I'm stuck in microscope mode.

And I think I've deduced the problem.

After millions of years of being
exposed to Earth's atmosphere...

An element thats essential
to our mechanical operation.

- Then we must replace it.
- If only we could.

The element is cybertonium.
And it does'nt exist on Earth.

He's right...

the only place to get the
cybertonium is on cybertron.

And the only way to
get to Cybertron...

it's over the Decepticons
Space Bridge.

And i'd be mighty surprised
if they let us use it.

Prime,
we just intercepted a transmission.

Shockwave is sending a shipment
of something called...

Cybertonium, he's sending it
to earth over the Space Bridge.

"That mean anything to you?"
- Everything, Carly, everything.

If i can pull myself together...

I'll rush to the space bridge and
grab some cybertonium for us.

No, it's too dangerous.

But if the Decepticons take the
cybertonium and fix themselves...

- Spike, what about the Dinobots?
- What about them?

They were built here on Earth and
there isn't any cybertonium on Earth.

- SO?
- Don't be so thick, come one.

Wheeljack, the Dinobots don't have
any cybertonium in them, do they?

Thats true, they should still
be operating at full strength.

They could go to
the Space Bridge...

and intercept the cybertonium.

Great idea if they'll cooperate.

- Can Teletraan find them?
- We'll sure try.

That's the metal monsters,
they're about miles away.

Come on, we can take my car.

Here Mr. Witwicky, you drive.

I have been riding with the
Autobots so long now...

I hope i still know how to drive.

- We must be getting close.
- Too close.

You follow us.

Make trouble,
me Grimlock, crush you.

Grimlock,
we need your brilliant help.

Me, Swoop,
want to hear brilliant part.

The Autobots are dying and
only you can save them.

No care about Autobots,
me, Grimlock, Dinobot.

If you do not help...

Decepticons will get all
the cybertonium they need.

Cybertonium? Cybertron

- Okay, us do it.
- No, us no want to.

- What do you say?
- Me, Grimlock, Me, leader.

Me say, us do it!

Me, Grimlock,
stop Constructicons.

Stop these Dinobots!

Constructicons transform
and merge into the...

Devastator.

- Stowaways, stand back!
- Me no stand back.

What happened to the Dinobots?

- Come in, Grimlock.
- Who call my name?

Who call Grimlock on Cybertron?

Cybertron? You didn't have
to go to Cybertron...

You'd better get back while the
Space Bridge is still active.

Grimlock no come back.

Dinobots never ever get back
to bossy Autobots.

How do you like that?
They're gonna stay on Cybertron.

So we've got no choice...

we've to go to cybertron
and bring back more cybertonium.

- What?
- And hopefully the Dinobots too.

But Optimus Prime will never
agree to something that dangerous.

I know, but he can't stop us either.

It's too risky.

Hold up your thumb, Spike.

Wheeljack supplied this
two way communication device.

To keep in contact with me, all
you have to do is talk into it.

I feel kind of stupid
talking into my thumb.

- Take care, son. - Yeah.

- You too, Carly.
- Thanks, Sparkplug.

- We'll never get by him.
- Oh yeah, just watch me.

- Okay, big guy, we're coming through.
- Carly, no!

Shockwave to Megatron.

Sensors report more stowaways
on Space Bridge.

This time we will be ready.

To be continued...