03x11 - The Scientist

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(SQUAWKING)

(CHORAL VOICES CHANTING)

(MIMICS SQUAWK)

(CAWING)

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(MUSIC BUILDS)

(SCREECH)

(SCREECHING)

(SQUAWKING)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

You will be called...

Laserbeak.

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(CAWING)

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♪ More than meets the eye ♪

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

What's happening to them?

Their sparks have been fully

drained.

(QUINTESSON SQUAWKING)

(SCREECHING)

We gotta hurry!

(TORCH WHIRRING)

That way.

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(THUD)

Aww, it's locked.

This is the place.

We have to figure out

how to get inside.

Perceptor, do you have--

Huh?

(SQUAWKING)

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Soundwave, wait!

(SLAM!)

(EFFORT GRUNT)

Aww. It's locked.

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(MUSIC BUILDS)

(CHORAL VOICES CHANTING)

(CHORAL VOICES CHANTING)

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Mmmm.

Hmmm.

Welcome to my laboratory.

Are you admiring my work?

Ok, Mr. Squiggles.

You're gonna turn off the Loop

and set our friends free.

Now.

Ah!

You're finally here!

I am so very pleased!

And look at you!

You're blue!

I don't have a blue one.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

It's-- they're all--

He's collecting you.

Why would he collect Soundwaves

and not Hot Rods?

What... is... this?

The Scientist: When a judge

finds a universe guilty...

I like to keep a little souvenir

for myself.

And you are it.

(GRUNTS)

(b*mb BEEPING)

This time we'll get it open.

(BOOM!)

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I got it!

(LASERS GUNNING)

I'm comin', Hot Rod--

(THUD!) Ugh!

They're probably drained by now.

The Scientist: I keep telling

myself,

"I don't have room for

any more!"

But you would go so nicely

right here.

I will destroy you for this.

That's what they all said too.

(THUD!)

What?

You're damaged?

I'll show you damaged!

(IMPACT GRUNT)

You've been improperly ejected

from my parade.

Simple enough to fix.

You made the Loop?

And a parade is the best you

could come up with?

It doesn't matter what universe

you're from.

Everyone loves a parade.

(STRUGGLE GRUNT)

There you are.

Good as new.

Thank you.

(LASERS BLASTING)

(PAINED GROANS)

(LASERS GUNNING)

(THUD!)

(IMPACT GROANS)

(THUD)

(ZAPPING)

Okay, now that Mr. Squiggles

is out of the way,

let's shut this place down.

The control node for the Loop

is not here.

It's directly above us.

So we go up there to

shut it off.

You hear that?

(GASP)

- I'm back.

- What?!

Good as new.

Welcome to my laboratory.

(w*apon GUNNING)

(IMPACT GROANS)

(THUD!)

Efficient.

For an Autobot.

You know,

being a Quintesson is not

as glamorous

as you might think.

(w*apon BLASTING)

(THUD!)

Judging and condemning entire

universes

seems like it would be

satisfying.

But the work is never done.

(BLAST!)

(THUD)

So I really do enjoy

our little game.

- (MACHINE BEEPING)

- You'll have to excuse me.

- (YELLING)

- It's feeding time.

(BEEPING)

(ZAPPING)

So hungry today!

You're getting so big and

strong!

Now.

Do it now.

Do what?

Laserbeak, eject!

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(SQUAWKING)

On three, hit it with everything

you've got.

One...two...

Perceptor: THREE!

(CAWING)

Hold your fire!

(SCREECH!)

It's the source code for

the Loop.

We can use this to shut it down.

We gotta hurry!

They're dropping like flies out

there!

What about Hot Rod and

Soundwave?

They can take care of

themselves.

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(MUSIC BUILDS)

(FOND SIGH)

They grow so fast.

What does?

What is that thing?

A proper judgement of a universe

can only be made by an entity

born of that universe.

You are making a new Judge.

You monster!

Each Judge I create is unique,

and cultivated for their

specific universe.

I get better every time.

You'll see.

You're in for a real treat with

your Judge.

So that's why you're draining

our friend's sparks?!

Not just theirs.

The Scientist: I'm draining your

Allspark.

NOOOO!

There! The control node

for the Loop!

(CAWING)

We'll cover you.

Yeah!

- Hurry, Percy!

(JETS SOARING)

(PARADE MUSIC)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Ha ha ha!

(CLEARS THROAT)

Thank you for coming to the

parade.

But--

(CROWD CHEERING)

What?

(CONFUSED GRUNTS)

The parade is over.

Everyone, transform!

Huh?

You have to get out of here!

Transform!

Hmm?

(FRUSTRATED GROWL)

(SQUAWKING)

AIR HAMMERS!

(SCREECHING)

Autobots!

Transform and roll out!

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(JETS SOARING)

(PARADE MUSIC)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Crowd: MEGATRON! MEGATRON!

Ha ha ha!

CROWD: MEGATRON!

MEGATRON!

Go on, get out of here!

Show's over!

Transform and go away!

Silence! Enough!

I am the Grand Marshall!

They won't listen!

Hmm.

(SQUAWKING)

Oh SCRAP!

AIR HAMMERS!

(SCREECHING)

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Huh?

Whoa!

What in the name of...

- Ah! Get outta here! Oh no!

What have you done?!

I will disassemble you for this!

- Time to go.

- Agreed.

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(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Noooooo!!

(CHORAL VOICES CHANTING)

(IMPACT GRUNTS)

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Huh?

(ENGINES REVVING)

We did it!

And you know what?

We made a pretty good team.

(CAWING)

(BLAST!)

Look!

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(ZAPPING)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

More than meets the eye.