Original subtitles

( upbeat theme playing )

We have to beat the emergency crews.

Third fire this week.

Someone's been a busy little Decepticon.

Personally, I hope it's a big Decepticon.

More to punch.

( dramatic theme playing )

Okay, let's spread out and--

( engines revving )

BOTH: Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

( screaming )

( tires screech )

You're under arrest for arson

and whatever else we can think of

before we put you back in stasis.

One 'Bot's arson is another Con's

virtuous demolition of the impediments

to forward progress at maximum velocity.

ALL ( in unison ): Huh?

Yeah, you said it, Crazybolt!

He's a genius! A visionary!

BOTH ( in unison ): Illumination through acceleration!

Okay.

Grim and I will handle the blaze.

Strongarm, try and catch those two

before they set anything else aflame

or spout more gibberish.

Way ahead of you, sir. Literally!

( clears throat )

You know, I am the one

that Decepticon barrelled into.

Fine. If you can catch up to Strongarm, you can help her.

But don't let anyone see you!

You won't believe how fast I've gotten!

Just watch!

( grunting )

Nip it.

( groans )

Ugh!

( upbeat theme playing )

They didn't have that big of a head start.

Hey! What --!

( grunts )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( gasps )

Heh. She fell right into your trap, Crazybolt!

Genius!

You defend those who would imprison us, Officer.

I'm not following.

Those machines we torched were building speed bumps!

We'll slash and burn anything

that tries to take away our room to zoom!

He burns...

( upbeat theme playing )

...and I slash!

( screams )

Transformers

Robots in disguise

Robots in disguise

( roars )

Robots in disguise

Robots in disguise

( screams )

( grunting )

Surrender, Cons.

Before I add more than "resisting arrest"

to your rap sheets.

You'll excuse us if we instead opt to point

our hood ornaments at the unreachable horizon

and renew our vows of, "Go, go, go!"

( engine revs )

( laughing )

( both grunting )

I wish these 'Cons had come with a translator.

( tires screech )

( grunting )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Yeah.

( dramatic theme playing )

Hey!

Oh, scrap! Scrap! Scrap!

( tires screeching )

Hang on!

Sweetie, are you hurt? Sweetie?

( keypad beeping )

( grunts )

All Autobots: Immediate assistance requested!

( dramatic theme playing )

You rang?

( grunts )

I can keep it in place.

But I can't pull it back up!

Hold tight, Grimlock!

No problem!

( over speakers ): Drivers, please clear the area

until this structural safety test is concluded!

Problem!

Huh?

( grunts )

( grunting )

( dramatic theme playing )

( tires screech )

( both grunt )

Rendezvous two klicks north.

You ever see a police vehicle with a towing hitch like that?

Sweetie? Sweetie?

You're awfully quiet, Cadet.

I caused that accident, sir.

I should have found a way to avoid that on-ramp.

I should have used a different maneuver

to dodge that flame burst.

It all worked out just fine, Strongarm.

You'll be more careful next time.

Let's get back and see if Fixit

can triangulate Crazybolt's signal.

So thanks to my lightning-fast "sidewalk surfing"

through the woods, I made it there

just as the van started to go over.

I reached out, closer, closer...

Be listening to the emergency frequencies

as you look for Crazybolt's signal, Fixit,

in case he starts another blaze before we can locate him.

Aye-aye.

And ear-ear, sir! Ha.

What can I do for you, Strongarm?

You can take this, sir.

Regulation 924, Section 35,

"An officer who fails to put the safety of the public first

shall be placed on administrative leave."

I'm not accepting this.

I made an inexcusable mistake!

And I can't be sure I won't make anoth--

( grunts )

( gasps and grunts )

Stay with me, little fella!

Stay with me!

I am a loose cannon, sir!

You can't let me out there!

( sighs )

( slow theme playing )

Could've gotten off there, could've swerved there.

Playback stop. Rewind.

( upbeat theme playing )

CRAZYBOLT: No wheels allowed?

Don't these squishies know they're blockin' the path

of the "genius of 'go'?"

Illumination through acceleration!

Yeah! Let's chop and fry!

Yeah!

( slow theme playing )

Ow!

Fixit, easy!

Sorry, Lieutenant.

Now that Strongarm won't be going into the field,

the hitch for Grimlock's trailer has to be clamped tightly

to your chassis.

Bee, you need to get Strongarm off her chassis quickly.

Take it from a parent.

Strongarm wants to be a part of the team,

but the mistake she made on the freeway

is all she can think about.

She needs a win, a safe win,

where there's no chance anyone can get hurt.

Something not in the field.

I am troubled by the way you are looking at me,

Denny Clay.

Fixit, could Strongarm be

your assistant for a while?

I mean, is there anything simple

you could have her do? Well, I don't see what.

Strongarm's size prohibits her

from being in the Command Center with me.

The team needs you, Fixit. I need you.

Well...

I guess could rig an exterior control panel.

( Denny cheering )

( Fixit screaming )

Oh!

So long as Denny Clay never does that again.

STRONGARM: This is a bad idea, Lieutenant.

Well, if you're going to be

on "administrative leave",

you need to perform administrative duties.

Fixit, can you bring up the location of Crazybolt's fires?

Maybe we can find a pattern.

Denny Clay and I are currently running

a diagnostic on my system.

Perhaps Cadet Strongarm could assist you instead?

Okay, fine.

What do I push? The blue button.

Easy-peasy.

( slow theme playing )

( beeping )

I surrender! Take cover!

FIXIT: That won't be necessary, Lieutenant!

Defense system override! Authorization: Spark-Breaker 1!

Secondary Authorization: Coolest Dad Ever!

( grunts )

My bad...

I built the keyboard for under-sized digits.

Yeah, but I'm the one who pushed the buttons!

I can't even type without endangering others!

I'm just gonna go sit over here and rust.

Can't hurt anyone that way.

Now she's gonna need a really big win.

A major conflagration in the Crown City State Park!

Fire crews are on the scene,

but if Crazybolt is there...

Fixit, pull up the file.

Let's get the whole story

on him and his Mini-Con.

And type carefully.

FIXIT: Crazybolt, a drag-racer on Cybertron,

has a fanatical devotion to a "philosophy" of speed

and his Mini-Con, Slicedice,

has a fanatical devotion to Crazybolt.

They were imprisoned after destroying most of Steel City,

whose buildings, they said,

"impeded Cybertronians' natural velocity."

To them, the forests are one giant obstacle to be erased.

There are living creatures in those woods

and human homes nearby.

So, how 'bout less talk, and more punchin'!

Oh. I can cover for you with the fire departments.

I'll get my hat, a bottle of liquid smoke

and a size double-16, extra hairy mustache!

Actually, Crazybolt's flames are so intense,

emergency crews seem to be holding to a wide perimeter.

If I can guide you around it,

you shouldn't encounter any humans

inside the fire zone itself.

Although I could use some help

monitoring emergency frequencies.

I don't like being at less than full strength.

If only we had another Autobot to lend us a hand!

( grunts )

Come on. Unh!

We made it. Barely.

Big is beautiful.

SLICEDICE: Ha!

The path widens, the spirit lightens.

Lights out, 'Con!

( grunting )

You don't touch Crazybolt! No one touches Crazybolt!

You are one goofy little 'Bot.

( grunting )

( screams )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( groans )

( grunts )

( grunts )

We're growing roots when the wind wants us to glide.

Good call, Chief!

The flames will keep 'em busy!

BOTH: Illumination through acceleration!

( engine revving )

Let's move, Grim! We can still--

( gasps )

( dramatic theme playing )

Strike that, this fire's getting too intense.

We have to help the emergency crews.

Huh? And the ducks too?

( blowing whistle )

Help!

Help!

Fixit, we've located six human birdwatchers

trapped by the blaze.

Who's there? Scrud! Uh...

Halt! This is... Fire Marshal...

um... Den-Russ.

For your safety, stay in your shelter

and cover your eyes and mouth because of the smoke and stuff.

( groans )

Fixit, I need rescue crews here ASAP.

You're at the furthest point from any emergency personnel!

( dramatic theme playing )

We can send tanker planes to drop water!

But that will take time!

Time's exactly what we don't have.

( dramatic theme playing )

We could carry the humans down the mountain.

I know we're robots in disguise,

but they might be able to keep a secret.

Humans aren't nearly as insulated as we are, Grimlock.

With heat this intense, they'd never make it.

But-- but there's gotta be something we can do, right?

( roars )

I don't like fire!

I can't punch my way through it!

Maybe you can.

Denny, Fixit, get those tanker planes here

as soon as possible! We'll buy you the time.

We're gonna make a firebreak, Grim.

We need to clear the area around the humans

of grass, sticks or brush, so there's nothing left to burn.

We don't mean to rush you, Fire Marshall Den-Russ,

but it's getting a teensy bit warm in here.

( dramatic theme playing )

( grunting )

( all grunting )

Fixit! Denny!

What's the ETA on the tankers? About half an hour out!

BUMBLEBEE ( over comm ): Our firebreak won't last that long!

Put Strongarm on the line!

Strongarm here, Lieutenant.

But wouldn't you rather talk to someone who--

BUMBLEBEE ( over comm ): I'm trusting you with this message for Optimus Prime:

�Sir. Soon, the fire will be hot enough to melt our armor.

So, since this may be the last time we speak,

I needed to apologize.� What?

Why are you apologizing, sir?

Strongarm, I pursued the Decepticons through this blaze

without searching for civilians first.

That's a huge oversight.

An inexcusable lapse in leadership.

STRONGARM ( over comm ): That is not true, sir!

Everyone makes mistakes.

What's important is how you respond to them!

BUMBLEBEE ( over comm ): Thank you, Strongarm.

But if it's so easy for you to forgive me,

why won't you forgive yourself?

Cadet, these humans won't make it

unless you grab as much water as you can

and douse us a trail we can lead them down.

( dramatic theme playing )

Denny! Fixit!

I need all the water you have,

some way to get it up that mountain,

and a little customization!

( both cheer )

( upbeat theme playing )

Unh! Come on.

( grunting )

Just a little further! Unh!

Lieutenant Bumblebee, send your revised coordinates,

I'm almost there.

( all scream )

Impressive work, Strongarm!

The humans are in a small shelter up ahead.

You take them to safety; we'll keep out of sight.

Civilians, this is Crown City Fire and Rescue.

Anyone who wants to get off this mountain, climb aboard!

( speaking indistinctly )

( all scream )

I never thought bird-watching could be this exciting!

( dramatic theme playing )

Go join those crews.

Officer! Officer!

What's the matter?

Did I do something wrong?

Thank you.

Oh... Heh, you're welcome.

Just-- Just doing my job.

( slow theme playing )

And though crews have no idea what started the blaze,

they assure us that the fire is now fully contained.

Are you ready to return to active duty full time, Cadet?

After all, Crazybolt and Slicedice are still at large.

Ready, willing and able, sir!

( upbeat theme playing )

It feels good to get back into action with all of you.

ALL: Look out for the gnomes!

Please. I'm a professional.

( all laughing )

( dramatic theme playing )

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