Original subtitles

MAN: Previously on Robots In Disguise...

Aah!

Optimus' levels are dangerously low.

I am capable of assisting as I heal.

You've had some wonky ideas, Bee...

but putting Optimus in charge of us?

BUMBLEBEE: Let him lead as best he can, and try to position him

where his condition can't jeopardize your mission.

Overload badly injured Optimu'' rookie scout in the battle.

Ah!

I'm taking that Decepticon down.

With our help.

OVERLOAD: Hail, and well met, small doers of great destruction!

Care to audition for my supporting cast?

Showtime!

Ah!

Unh!

Optimus!

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Master Drift, we need your experience...

your wisdom.

We need your help!

Dude, unstable ice!

Do. Not. Argue!

Yes, sir!

Unh!

[GROANING]

[GRUNTING]

[WHIRRING]

Unh!

[ALL GRUNTING]

Thank you, friends.

Apparently, the cold has affected me

more than I thought it would.

Maybe that's a good reason

for you to find a safe spot at the bottom of the mountain.

And wait for us to--

[ROARING]

Now what?

[ROARING]

What a great inaugural mission this is turning out to be.

Transformers Robots in disguise

Robots in disguise

Robots in disguise

Robots in disguise

Windblade!

Take to the air!

Windy, what are you doing?

Unh!

Good.

How is this good, Lieutenant?

There was a battle here,

hopefully between Overload and those Cyclone Mini-Cons.

This sure looks like the result of one of Overload's blasters.

And this could be from Ransack or Backtrack!

Or it's rust.

I just hope Overload isn't too damaged.

He and I still have a score to settle.

Overload and the Mini-Cons

probably went in different directions after the skirmish.

Those trees look like Overload's handiwork.

I'll head this way and look for him,

you two go the other

and see if you can locate Ransack and Backtrack.

Sir, shouldn't you have some assistance with Overload?

After all, he, uh,

gave you kind of a rough time back at the Scrapyard.

And it sounded like a long time ago, he might have--

No. Overload is mine.

Unh.

You did well, Windblade.

Your turbines kept the avalanche

from striking us with its full force.

Thank you, Windblade.

Your maneuver was quite impressive.

You were most heroic.

Okay, don't get any ideas, shorties.

I saw her first.

If pecking order has been determined,

let us return to our mission:

Capturing the Decepticon intent upon destroying us.

[OPTIMUS GROANING]

[SQUEAKING]

[GROANS]

Optimus, we don't have

much information about the fugitive.

That is a situation I believe we can remedy.

OPTIMUS PRIME [OVER RADIO]: Optimus Prime to Fixit, come in.

Fixit here-here-here...

Go ahead!

We seek information about a Decepticon

that resembles an Earth polar bear.

One with a sonic roar.

That sounds familiar.

Polarclaw was the crime boss of Cybertron's northernmost region.

In addition to his roar,

he has great strength and enhanced eyesight.

He's a brilliant strategist,

sometimes planning years in advance

to protect his interests during his long periods of hibernation.

Thank you, Fixit.

Great. With Polarclaw's optics, we won't be able

to get within two klicks before he spots us.

Follow me.

The Primes taught me many things during my time in their realm...

Some of which I can teach you.

I don't like the Lieutenant's single-mindedness, Grimlock.

If he's not careful, it could cost him.

Don't worry, Strongarm.

Bumblebee can--

What's the matter?

We haven't been sneaking up on the Mini-Cons after all.

Then who have we been tracking?

MAN: Step to it, men!

Scout motto 113: Firewood doesn't find itself!

Come on, guys!

The campsite is just ahead, and you know the rules--

The last troop there has to dig the latrine!

BOTH: Scrud!

Thanks to you, our cover is going to be completely blown!

Don't worry, they haven't seen us yet.

I... have a plan.

Move it, move it!

I am not digging a ditch for the eighth year in a row! Ugh!

[ROARING]

[SIREN SQUAWKS]

STRONGARM [OVER RADIO]: Nothing to worry about, juvenile citizens!

Just the Forest Service, preparing for scenario 26-B--

scientists revive a dinosaur and it runs wild!

[ROARING]

Stay in school!

We may have to dig the latrine,

but we are going to rule campfire story time!

I had no idea I could scan another vehicle

and adopt just one of its characteristics!

Indeed, it is a useful ability

the Primes revealed to you, Optimus.

And I guess this is a pretty cool look for me.

I am pleased you approve.

Let us return to our mission.

Does this mean you're ready to admit Optimus might have

something valuable to contribute to the team?

Did you hear Optimus' voice?

Just scanning that truck wiped him out.

[METAL SQUEAKING]

What about you?

Looks like the cold might be getting to your struts a little.

Just a pebble in my patellar stabilizer.

No problem.

[BANGING]

WOMAN: Ah!

MAN: Help! Stop!

WOMAN: Let us out of here!

Let's rehearse it again. We must be ready

when the curtain goes up for our assault on the city...

and then on Optimus Prime himself!

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

MAN: Let us outta here!

WOMAN: Somebody, please!

Back away from the trailer, Overload.

What is this?

No Optimus?

A plot twist?

Just a cop bringing in a perp! Ah!

And... action!

Unh!

[GRUNTS, CHUCKLES]

Everyone stop!

Okay, all clear.

He's prepping a lair, getting ready to hibernate.

Optimus, we should wait

to apprehend Polarclaw until he is asleep.

Forget that! There's four of us and one of him!

Let's wrap this up already!

[SQUEAKING]

Pebble in the stabilizer, huh?

Ah!

Unh!

Whoa!

Do you see Polarclaw?

There!

Hey, no makin' the winning catch without me!

Unh! Whoa!

Runaway roadster!

[ALL SIGH]

[ALL SCREAM]

I think the cold is getting to me now.

To all of us.

We need to complete this mission quickly.

How?

Polarclaw will be long gone before we figure out a way

to get back to the surface.

Not necessarily.

Notice that in the direction Polarclaw was traveling,

the ocean floor slopes upward.

So?

Windblade, assume your jet mode.

Fly out of the water until you reach Polarclaw,

comm your position to us,

then do whatever you can to force him into this ocean.

And then what?

And then we will handle the rest.

Come, we must be in position.

If we're feeling the effects of the cold now,

how is Optimus still going?

When the body is weak,

the will may accomplish impossible things.

[CHUCKLES]

Wait.

I remember you now.

You do?

Yes.

You once called me shameless and overdramatic!

How dare you, sir!

That... wasn't... me!

Unh!

It wasn't?

Hm.

Well, it's your fault for looking like a critic.

[MAN AND WOMAN SCREAMING]

[BOTH CHITTERING]

Unh!

Your face does look familiar, however.

Though it's not as distinctive as mine, of course.

Now!

Unh!

[NO ROAR]

Your sonic roar's not so useful underwater, is it?

[GROWLS]

Polarclaw has realized his combat skills

will be blunted by the temperature.

Yet mine remain intact.

Your strategy was exceptional, Optimus Prime.

When one is not at one's best,

minimizing an opponent's strength

is a prudent course of action.

Things worked out okay...

this time.

Windblade, it appears the seafloor continues

its up-slope to a nearby shore.

We shall meet you there with our captive.

WINDBLADE [OVER RADIO]: Sounds good.

I have a cache a couple hundred klicks from here.

Polarclaw can get all the sleep he wants there.

[SQUEAKING]

Sideswipe, you appear to be limping.

Do you require assistance?

It's no use.

I just can't place you.

It will bother me,

but not every story wraps up cleanly, I suppose.

Ah well, my climactic rendezvous with Optimus awaits.

Time to bring down the curtain... on you!

Hello?

Are you not listening?

This is quality stagecraft, you savage!

I know you Cyclone Mini-Cons are free agents,

and you choose who you work with,

but this guy completely hogs the spotlight.

Want a chance to shine on your own?

You dare try to hire away my crew

while the show is still running?!

Ah!

I promise you two...

something much more satisfying than listening

to this blowhard blather.

"Blowhard"?

That's just--

You are interrupting my train of thought with that racket.

[CHUCKLING, CHITTERING]

You like the noise, don't you, guys?

There's plenty more pots and pans right over there.

Why are you listening to an Autobot?

I lead our company!

[CHEERING]

Cease!

Begone, you gnats!

Security!

For so long, I wanted the perfect wrap-up,

where you remember me and I punch your lights out.

But you know what?

I'll be happy with this.

Not the face, not the face!

Unh!

And scene.

Wow! As an expert on punches,

I'd say that one was downright Grimlock-ian!

Well done, Lieutenant!

Actually, I needed some help.

Just as you predicted, Strongarm.

You were also right about our team.

We're going to be light on stealth and speed,

so we're going to have to come up

with more creative ways to win.

We'll make you proud, sir.

I have no doubt.

We'll just need to practice and--

Speaking of practice.

Stand down, Grim.

No need to engage if we don't have to.

And as long as those little guys are occupied...

That's right, here we go.

We'll march right back to the Scrapyard and your stasis pods!

Come on, everyone, join the band!

We are never camping here again!

I told you there were too many bears!

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