03x04 - Rebellion

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Previously on Transformers Prime The specimen you see before you was bred in the laboratory, cloned from fossilized remains, which I discovered on Cybertron.

A dragon? Where'd the 'Cons get a dragon?! Ultra Magnus? - It's an honor.

- "It's an honor, Sir.

" We must stop Megatron.

With or without Optimus Prime.

- Who put shoulderpads in command? - Ultra Magnus is the only logical choice.

- Optimus! I have the forge! - Whatever power remains must be used to restore Cybertron.

The time for a new leader is upon us.

I believe that leader stands before me right now.

3x04 - Rebellion Autobots.

We remain vastly outnumbered, and, despite our munitions, do not currently possess the firepower necessary to compromise the Decepticon citadel.

Uncle Sam's m*llitary does.

I just can't let them make a move as long as Megatron's ray g*ns are pointed at Washington.

Then we must infiltrate Darkmount in order to nullify its fusion cannons.

Unfortunately, it seems the fortress is heavily shielded against unauthorized groundbridges.

Even those originating from Decepticon technology.

Guess we'll have to sneak past enemy lines.

Wrecker-style.

I couldn't deal with "Wrecker-style" on Cybertron, and I refuse to deal with it here.

Hmm.

Now, we require a means of thinning the Decepticon ranks to even the odds, If we're to have any hope of completing this mission.

Or of surviving it.

I-I can't do this.

I mean, sure, who wouldn't wanna be a Prime? But I'm really not ready for that kind of responsibility.

Smokescreen the choice is neither yours, nor mine to make.

When it is time the Matrix of Leadership will present itself only to one whose spark is worthy.

Because it worked so well last time I knew the humans couldn't resist using their telecommunications.

That is all they seem to do.

Seek and destroy! I have five bogeys converging right on top of Jack.

Not anymore.

Miko, your turn.

Hello, I need two large pies, Sicilian.

You deliver, right? Humans.

Standby to groundbridge.

Soundwave, why can't you accept a little good fortune? The Autobots couldn't possibly stay hidden forever.

I really could have used that pizza.

I've tapped into the Decepticon communications network.

Are you ready, Jack? Decepticon command, do you read me? I remain unconvinced.

I will enhance your performance with static.

Decepticon command, do you read? We are under Autobot att*ck! It's one of our Energon mines! Insecticons, prepare for battle! Autobots, lock and load! Keep your engines warm, boys.

We launch the moment Ultra Magnus gives the all-clear.

There must be some mistake, Commander Starscream.

The mine is not under att*ck.

- What? How can that? - Starscream! Explain why my forces are scattering across this globe.

Uh, renegade Autobot mischief, Lord Megatron! I am in the process of deducing how they are infiltrating our communications systems The Harbinger! You left abandoned Decepticon technology fully operational and unsecured?! Allow me to correct my oversight immediately.

Seeker armada to the flight deck.

Your target is the Decepticon ship, the Harbinger.

You are to obliterate it, at once! My armada is in position.

Open a groundbridge to the Harbinger.

Since it would seem that Darkmount is under att*ck, kindly redirect all efforts toward ensuring that our invaders our eradicated! Fire in another hole! I assure you, master, I have everything under control.

Lord Megatron.

I accept that m*llitary considerations are outside of my domain, but perhaps it is once again time to release the Predacon.

Ratchet, now! Oh, well Yes, that's right.

Go off and sulk, why don't you? - Who stands before me? - What? It's me, Optimus.

Smokescreen.

Who beckons? Come, Optimus.

Is it truly you Alpha Trion? I stand before you, my student.

As such, it would seem that it is your time.

Why do you hesitate? I do not fear joining with the Allspark, but for the fate of the Matrix of Leadership.

You know as well as I, a worthy candidate is near.

One who will learn to be a Prime, as you once did.

Ultra Magnus to stealth team.

Status report.

Having a little trouble reaching the objective.

Security is tighter than anticipated, Sir.

Keep them occupied.

Ultra Magnus.

Allow me to venture.

You intend to disarm my fusion cannons by disabling their power core.

Indeed, Megatron, and you are standing in my way.

Your mission was most illogical.

Scrap.

Ultra Magnus.

You are no Optimus Prime.

What in the name of Paul Revere's horse is taking them so long?! All invaders have been taken c*ptive, master.

There was no sign of Optimus Prime.

So tell me, Commander where might your leader be? Take my hand, Optimus, and join me.

Join with the Allspark.

Optimus, no! This isn't how the story's supposed to end.

I will not ask again! - If I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

- Very well.

Execute our prisoners, and fire each cannon at the nearest metropolis within its sites.

It is time to show the known universe - that this planet belongs to Megatron.

- Master, something's coming! - The Predacon! - Not beasty enough.

How is that possible? - What? - An Autobot signal.

- But it's airborne.

- I know that color scheme.

Wait! He can't fly! Can he? - Commander? - Sir, you're looking robust.

It is paramount that we disable the fusion cannons below.

Understood.

All units Optimus Prime has returned.

- Yes! - Awesome! - Thank the Allspark! - Sweet! I repeat, Prime is alive and quite well.

Yes! Optimus! Commander, a cluster of enemy signals, incoming! Humans.

Activate the fusion cannons! Sky strikers, await my command.

Megatron, begone! Autobots, clear the area.

Let's do this.

Soundwave, I require a groundbridge.

Transport Lord Megatron to the warship.

What are you doing? No! We will not retreat! This battle is lost, my liege.

We must retreat if we are to have any hope of winning the w*r.

Aw, I missed it! On behalf of the President and the joint chiefs, I thank you all for your selfless heroism in defense of this planet.

I'm only sorry the world can't know of your undying dedication, because I, for one, owe you my life, my liberty, and my future.

Sir, I am honored to relinquish command of the Autobots to you.

Welcome to Earth, Ultra Magnus.

And to team Prime.

Okay, someone's gotta say it.

Optimus 2.

0 is rad! Imagine what the forge could do for your bod.

Is it true that the Forge has been drained of its power? Then any hope of rebuilding the Omega lock has truly been lost.

I did what I felt was right.

And your instincts have again proven to be quite sound.

Yeah!