02x49 - B.O.T.

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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 ♪

Combaticons, Transform!

Hey, watch it, Brawl!

You two-faced pipsqueaks! Stay behind me!

Combaticons, form Bruticus!

Defensor!

Call sanitation!
There's junk all over the street!

Now where am I gonna find parts?

A jeep just went by with no driver.

Should I dust it?

No! He is very important client.
Let him come aboard!

Good evening, General.
Uh, I mean, dictat-, uh Presidente!

Theres no need for formality, I am honored
by your coming. What can I do for you?

Spare parts for my colleagues
who were damaged in battle.

That can be arranged - for a price.

If you hadn't spent so much
time on the simulation, Megatron,

maybe we'd know if your
device really works!

Silence, Starscream!

Once we have blasted the
Earth's moon out of orbit,

we will be able to control the
tides with Soundwave's new device.

Then we will flood the canyon
creating a nearly limitless power!

I want weapons and computer systems.

But what about the other parts?

They are worthless. Take them to a dump.

I'm over the Combaticon's headquarters now.

They did not answer my landing request.

Decepticons do not have to
request anything from Combaticons!

There's no sign of 'em!

Wait a second! There's a part
of one of the Combaticons!

And another!

Does it look like there's been a battle?

No. Just a trail of parts!

What should I do?

Follow the trail, dummy!

What's going on?

I'm unloading some junk.
You've got a problem with that?

N-n-no, sir.

So thats where all the parts are!

I think that sleaze is upto something!

It's... it's not my fault, Megatron!

This greed is built into
my personality component!

I want Bruticus reassembled,
and I want it now!

And as an extra added incentive

Soundwave is installing
a b*mb into your head.

And if you haven't reassembled
Bruticus in hours,

it will go off!

Sorry, but I need the parts back!

Then give us our rubles back!

Very good, Swindle!

Your head will continue
to keep your body company.

Transform to Bruticus!

Something is definitely wrong.

Swindle!

Megatron, I-I-I couldn't find
Brawl's personality component!

I didn't think it would matter…

You didn't think it would matter!

Well, think about this!

The b*mb still ticks!

Bring back the personality component
in time or disintegrate time.

Good morning, class. Today I
promised to demonstrate a laser beam.

Are lasers dangerous, sir?

Not this one.

Its much too low powered.

Now let me show you how it works.

What the--

I don't understand!

Oh, yes I do understand.

Class dismissed!

Except for you two clowns.

Martin,Roland, I know that somehow you guys
boosted the output power on that laser.

- Aw come on.
- We wouldn't do anything like that.

I realise you two think you are
too smart for this class,

so I'll tell you
what you're going do.

You're going to get a blue ribbon at
the scientific fair,

or I flunk my course.

Oh and just to prove, I'm not a rotten guy,

I'm assigning Elise Presser to help.

He really is a rotten guy.

Oh, Mr. Robbins just told me
we're supposed to work together.

I think you should work together.

And we'll work alone.

Help! Help us!

Hurry!

Stay Calm! We're coming up for you!

What the heck are those things?

Some liquid nitrogen oughta
cool things up around here!

And what you can't reach, I can!

Say, you know what we oughta
do fir the science project?

- What? - Build your own robot!

Yech! Whose idea was it to
look for parts in the dump?

Well we can't afford to buy parts,

and theres lots of perfectly good
junk here, so I think that...

Save it.

But look at this!

I bet this is good for something!
I don't know what just yet, but...

Whats gonna happen if they get catch us?
We're gonna be expelled! I don't...

Shh! I'm still not too
sure we can do it.

Hey guys, I got a name!

I'd call it a Biotronic
Operational Telecommunicator,

which pretty much describes its function.

If you say so.

If you take the first letter of each word,

You get B.O.T.

Also short for robot. B.O.T...!

B.O.T., say "Martin."

I must have put something in backwards.

Look! I got the strangest
meter readings off this box!

Let's hook it up and
see if it does anything.

- Here goes nothing?
- You can say that again.

Duck!

You must have made him angry
when you said he was no good!

Maybe I wired the box in wrong!

What do you think?

I think we better shut him off!

Good idea! How?

Now B.O.T., we built you,

so I don't really think you should
be acting like this, do you?

I've got an Einstein! Wait here!

Ta-da! Mighty Martin to the rescue!

Martin, no!

Now you've done it!
I had him almost under control and,

now he's gone off to do, who knows what
and we can't stop him!

Hey, you're right!

We can't stop him,
but I know who can!

The Protectobots!

Hey, bright boy,
how are you gonna find 'em?

Yeah. They're not listed
in the Yellow Pages.

We'll let the computer do the walking.

Got a distress signal.

Its coming from a
one-level brick structure,

with the inscription "Benjamin
Franklin Pierce High School".

Mighty funny name for
a defense establishment.

Ironhide, you,
Bumblebee and Gears, check it out.

Listen, biological blob.

Either you tell me where that
personality component is,

or be the first man in the moon!

Uh-maybe those kids took it!

You better hope so.

You're not the Protectobots.

We're the Autobots!

But we're all on the same team.

We got work to do!

Come on! It sounds like its
coming from the cafeteria!

That's why we called you.

We came all the way out
here for that hunk of junk?

Don't insult him! It makes him mad!

You see? I told you he'd get mad!

Now I'm mad!

Trash cans seem to
be get smarter all the time!

Ironhide: Here, munch a little lead!

Well, If that won't fry my circuits!

Gears: This is so degrading.

Door won't budge!

Move over, little guy.

I don't get it! This is just a wooden door!

Over this way, you guys!
Theres another way out!

There!

Hi-Ho, Autobots!

Hold on! You kids better wait here.

This could be dangerous.

He's thirty floors up!

Lets get him!

I'm tired of waiting. Come on!
Let's see what we can do.

Oh I don't think we should, do you?

I mean, they told us not to, and its all
burnt out and crummy in there, you know?

I don't think we should be in here!

Come on! They must be upstairs!

I hear him on the next floor!

Start f*ring!

At what?

Just sh**t!
He's got to be up there somewhere!

Stop f*ring!
If he's up there, we hit him!

We stopped!

Oh, I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!

Boost me up!

Don't worry, the power went out!

There's something fishy going on up there!

My paint job is ruined!

What was that?

I don't know, but it went that way!

What was that?

We've never seen that one before, have we?

This was Swindle, a Combaticon.

They are Decepticons.

This is sure getting complicated.

We should've just taken the 'F' in Science.

You have vindicated yourself, Swindle.

Yes, thank you, Megatron.

But if you ever pull a
stunt like that again,

I'll melt you down for scrap tutonium!

Combaticons, form Bruticus!

Soon we'll soon control the oceans!

This is really weird!

That funny component is gone!

Yeah... it must have
belonged to the Combaticon.

I'll bet thats what turned B.O.T.
into a violent maniac.

Well, it's just a good thing that
theres no way to find out for sure,

because I don't think we
should get involved, do you?

Wait a minute! This is it!

Thats just a graph of
the brain response we

got when that box was
hooked up to the scope.

Right! And we can home in on this
signal, to find out where it is!

We shouldn't do this!

Slow down, Elise. We're getting close.

What's wrong, ace?

This thing says,
that box is somewhere out there.

No way.
This is where I draw the line.

Wait, check this out.

I'll bet we can find them with
B.O.T.'s speech synthesizer.

I get it. You rewired it!

Instead of synthesizing and transmitting,
it now receives and decodes!

Something like that.
Let's see if it works.

There's one Earth rotation left,
until we blast the Moon out of orbit.

But first I want to test
fire the orbit disruptor.

And what do you propose
to use for a target?

Why none other than, Autobot Headquarters!

We've got to warn the Autobots!

So when we heard that, we thought that we
better get to you right away, you know.

You did the right thing.
Maybe we can still stop the Decepticons.

Only Defensor can stand against Bruticus.

Ironhide, contact the Protectobots.

Couldn't comebody else pick up this signal?

Its on a sub-frequency range which
no Earth equiment can receive.

In fact, the only equipment capable of
recieving it belongs to the Protectobots.

The Autobots need us!

Combaticons, transform to Bruticus!

Your stupid warrior is just standing there!

Bruticus!
Transform back to the Combaticons!

Now I'll get that cheap chiseler Swindle!

Gears, Wheeljack, take the left flank!

Optimus, look out!

Wheeljack, your gyro inhibiter!

I'll show those putrid lumps how to fight!

Hey, Screamer!

Your pilots license just expired!

Hot enough for you, guys?

Get off of me!

They helped us. There must be
something we can do to help them.

And fast! That thing's aimed right at us!

You're right! He's right!
That gives me an idea!

We can do something to help!
Don't you think?

Okay, you got him there.
But can you make him do what we want?

I can do anything, or haven't you noticed?

Protectobots, transform to Defensor!

Decepticons!

Hold your fire! Theres a force field up!

Fire!

Now, Bruticus! Fire your disruptor!

Not this way, you traitorous oaf!

I can't control it! Its working by itself!

Okay, Elise! Do it Now!

We wish to thank you for your help.

Oh, we couldn't have done it
without Teletraan , you know.

Sorry about your robot.

Well, lets just say he, bought the big one?

Oh, lets not.

Anyway we could always build another
one, don't you think?

You guys wouldn't have any spare parts
lying around that we could use, would you?

I'd say that about wraps it up.

Yup.