01x13 - Sick Mind

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♪not going to believe this.

I've just pinpointed
the location

of the Decepticon warship.

How did you penetrate
their cloaking technology?

I didn't.

I was experimenting the variable
frequency wavelengths

when I stumbled upon it.

Even still, their ship
must be experiencing

some kind of
electromagnetic breach.

With Megatron deceased
and the element of surprise...

We could cause
some serious damage.

Also on the same frequency,
an autobot emergency beacon.

The Decepticons can wait.

There may be autobots
in distress.

Ratchet,
bring your medical kit.

A crash landing.

Buried here for centuries.

If they traveled in stasis mode,
there may be survivors.

Optimus.

These autobots didn't perish
in the crash.

They're displaying the effects
of a virus.

This is a plague ship.

Don't touch anything!

The virus
could still be active.

No.

Cybonic plague.

It's only contagious
if contact is made

with the infected Energon.

What was a plague doing
in an autobot spaceship?

Its passengers were infected.

The virus wiped out millions
on Cybertron

during the great w*r.

Cybonic plague was engineered

in the Decepticons'
biological-warfare program

by Megatron himself.

You...Have a cure,
don't you?

No cure.

Optimus, please,
save your strength.

Would Megatron create
a disease without having a cure?

I mean, what if he caught it
by accident?

It's not like we can ask
Megatron, Jack.

He's pushing up lug nuts.

But we might be able to access
the Decepticon database.

For the moment,

we still have a fix
on their warship's location.

Bumblebee, come with.

Arcee, quickly.

Let's start with the lab.

I'm in the network.

Ratchet...

Were...You...

Infected? No.

If it's here, I don't see it.

Are you certain, arcee?

I searched every file.
Nothing.

Well, search again!
Clearly you missed something!

I scanned the entire database!

Did you use a redundant
quantum algorithm?

Don't tell me how to research.

You think you're the only one
who cares about optimus?

What is it?!

What is it?
What's going on?

It's Megatron.

He's...Alive.

What?!

That's not possible.

Well, I'm staring right at him.

The good news is, Megatron
isn't exactly staring back.

Megatron.

He's critical,
hooked up to life support.

Time to finish this
once and for all.

Wait! Don't!

One good reason -- Fast.

Megatron may be optimus'
only hope for survival.

What are you talking about?

Does he display
brain-wave activity?

Spiking hard.

His sick mind still at work.

Perfect.

If a cure exists,

Megatron may be the only one
who knows it.

You must enter his brain...
And find it.

Enter Megatron's brain?

Ratchet, are you out
of your fragging mind?

The Decepticon laboratory
should contain

all the equipment you need
for a cortical psychic patch.

No way.

Have you ever even performed
the procedure?

No.

But I have thoroughly studied
the theoretical literature.

Invented by Decepticons,
outlawed by autobots.

Can't we just haul Megatron
through the ground bridge,

buy us some time
to figure this out?

Time is one thing that optimus
does not have!

One of you must try this!

I will not allow
optimus to pass

knowing that Megatron
will outlive him!

Ratchet, I would lay down
my life for optimus --

Anytime, anywhere.

But a mind/body split?

You will?

Are you...Sure,
Bumblebee?

Bee's the best scout there is.

Why has the electromagnetic
shielding not been repaired?!

The crews are working as quickly
as they can, lord --

We are leaking a trail!

All the autobots need do
to pinpoint our position

is to access the correct
frequency wavelength.

Accelerate your efforts!

Yes, lord Starscream.

Doctor in the house.

Ah, knockout.

And how is the patient
doing today?

Same old.

An inglorious fate

that he should remain
in this vegetative state.

On the contrary.

Megatron's body
may be scrap metal,

but his mind
is still percolating.

Keep that to yourself.

That blasted soundwave
sees and hears everything.

The eyes and ears
of the Decepticons.

Well, as long as their master
remains in limbo,

so does their cause.

The Decepticons deserve
a strong, alert leader.

One who would require
a loyal second in command.

A candidate would need
to earn that post

by making a strong case
to said eyes and ears.

A case for showing mercy,
lord Starscream?

You scratch my back...

I scratch yours.

Ratchet, we're ready.

Initiate cortical
psychic patch.

Communications downlink
activated.

This will allow us to see and
hear everything Bumblebee does

while within Megatron's
subconscious mind.

Where's that?

Bee says it looks like Kaon,

the Decepticon capital
back on Cybertron.

Ratch, optimus' vitals.

I know.

Quickly, Bumblebee.

I know you're
in unknown territory,

but you must figure out
where information might be filed

in Megatron's mind.

Bumblebee,
that is not optimus...

But a figment
of Megatron's mind.

It cannot see or hear you.

Optimus prime, your autobot
armies are defeated.

Bow before your new master.

Never, Megatron.

One shall stand.
One shall fall.

So be it.

That never happened.

It's not a memory.

We're seeing Kaon as Megatron
has re-created it

in his darkest dreams.

Megatron,
your treachery ends here.

The autobot scout.

The punishment for trespassing
in my domain

is your destruction!

How can this be?!

Megatron can't touch bee?

Because he's not a creation
of Megatron's mind,

Bumblebee is immune
to his physical att*ck.

You're not wearing
phase-displacement armor.

Your eyes track my movements,
so you're not a hologram.

And I do not believe
in spirits.

So, tell me, scout,
what are you?!

Megatron.

Uh-oh.
Special guest stars.

This is not good.

You are real.

They were not.

A cortical psychic patch.
How unexpected.

We've stirred Megatron
from his oblivion.

He's becoming self-aware.

If this is my subconscious...

What are you doing
inside my head?!

Come on, bee.
What are you doing in there?

Knockout,
if you would be so kind

as to provide your expert
medical opinion

to soundwave...
For the historical record.

Simply put, unaided,

Megatron could remain in this
deathless slumber forever.

Our master would not have wanted
to be seen this way,

to stand idly by

while he remains c*ptive
in his own body.

It's not just.

Brain-wave activity --

Not evidence of consciousness,

but merely of an endless dream

from which Megatron
may never wake.

Soundwave,
we must face reality.

Megatron is lost to us.

The only honorable option
would be to show him mercy.

A simple throw of the switch.

Quick, painless, compassionate.

Ratchet, are you hearing this?

If Megatron perishes,

Bumblebee's mind will remain
separated from his body --

Forever.

We'll lose Bumblebee
and optimus?!

The only way you could have
entered my mind

is via cortical psychic patch.

But the question remains,
what happened to me?!

The space bridge expl*si*n.

And yet if --
If you're in my head,

I am not one with the allspark.

So, tell me, scout,

do I still function?

Bumblebee, we are out of time!

Cybonic plague?

Someone besides myself
is -- Is unwell?

Optimus!

Such irony!

But after ages
of endless battle,

the mighty optimus prime

is felled by a simple virus
from the distant past.

And what makes you think

I would save the life
of my oldest enemy?

Megatron,
your treachery is --

And just what is it
that I want most, scout?

Did you not see?

I do slay optimus
by my own hand, at will,

whenever I desire.

He told Megatron
if he lets the plague virus

destroy the real optimus,

Megatron will never get
the chance to do it himself.

Smart.

Twisted.

Soundwave,
do I take your silence

to mean you concur with
knockout's medical expertise?

Speak now
or forever hold your piece.

Going...

Going...

Scrap.

After our deep history
together,

to not watch the spark ebb
from optimus' eyes

with my very own...

Well played, scout.

The chemical formula
for the cure you seek --

Not that I expect you
to know how to read it.

Not yet.

And how am I to accomplish

terminating optimus
as you propose

while I'm trapped here
in a perpetual daydream?

Once you release me
from this prison,

you will have the cure.

Come on, come on.

You must guarantee my recovery,

or optimus
fades to gunmetal gray --

The real optimus.

Arcee, we have the formula!
Disconnect Bumblebee now!

You were watching.
You tricked me!

No!

Take me with you!
Take me!

Take me!

Hurry, bee.

What in...

Intruders!

Allow me.

It was the inevitable outcome.

Of course, it would be wrong

to allow Megatron to perish
by an autobot's hand.

Knockout.

That's it.
Steady.

Please.

Reserve the hero's welcome
for my physician...

And my scout.

All right!

And how is the patient
doing today?

Funny you should ask.

Not sure what the 'bots did
in there,

but Megatron's registering
zero brain-wave activity.

Meaning?

Physically, he's stable,

but now there's...
No one home.

What a team!

Yes!

I'm out.

Or should I say in?