Original subtitles

NARRATOR: Previously, on Robots in Disguise.

I do believe we've hit the motherload.

( groaning )

Starscream?

Where are my MiniCons?

Don't let them leap into your hands!

It's how they take control.

We only came for the high energy pulse generator we detected.

I'm afraid it was destroyed.

Then there is nothing for us here.

Time to get paid.

STARSCREAM: You brought me the wrong MiniCons.

Hello, Bumblebee.

Starscream? What do you want?

You.

This isn't over.

Contact coming in by air.

I think we just got a lot better equipped.

( grunting )

STARSCREAM: Is it possible, Bumblebee, that my luck has finally turned?

I came to Earth merely to reclaim my property,

but to find the Dark Star Saber and to have you at my mercy?

It's an embarrassment of good fortune!

The Mini-Cons you captured from my team, Starscream,

where are they?

The Mini-Cons, as well as you,

make excellent insurance against any Autobot friends

you may have lurking about, trying to stop me.

( grunting ) ( dramatic theme playing )

( gasps )

Heh. How adorable.

Bumblebee thinks he still has a chance.

( laughing )

Transformers

Robots in disguise

Robots in disguise

( roars ) Robots in disguise

Robots in disguise

Jetstorm! Slipstream! Fixit!

You're outmanned and unarmed, Autobot.

You know how this ends.

I know how you want it to end.

( grunting )

( screams )

Got that out of your system?

( groans )

And Starscream must have jamming gear,

because we can't find Jet's, Slip's,

Bumblebee's or Fixit's energy signatures.

Starscream.

He is harder to eliminate than servo rust.

I wish I had been able to respond earlier

to Bumblebee's call for assistance.

You're here now, that's all that matters.

And I relinquish command of this unit to a superior officer.

Enough talk!

Every moment my students remain

in Starscream's clutches could mean their lives!

And nothin' better happen to them or Fixit before I can really apologize!

The good news is, thanks to Fixit's training course,

Russell and I know how to read the scanners! Pretty much.

We think Starscream had to be nearby

to project that hologram of himself.

Excellent work, Denny and Russell.

Sideswipe, Strongarm, Grimlock,

conduct your search to the north and east of the Scrapyard.

Drift, scour the area to the south and west.

I shall see what I can from the air.

Comfortable?

( groans )

Hm. I want to be sure you have a good seat

from which to observe my ultimate triumph.

Oh, is going back to your old body style

supposed to make the difference this time?

( groans ) Hm. Heh, heh. Oh, no.

After I disposed of the Predacons back at Darkmount,

I simply thought it best to adopt a look

as powerful as I was feeling.

How did you get rid of the Predacons?

And what's so important about the scavengers' Mini-Cons?

Glad you asked. I've been waiting to recount this thrilling tale.

Allow me to set the scene.

I had been cruelly abandoned by my ungrateful master, Megatron.

And at his fortress, Darkmount,

I was confronted by revenge-crazed Predacons.

Bravely, I faced them!

I lured them deeper into the Fortress.

In an inner chamber, I found just what I'd been hoping for.

( beeping ) Weapons hoarded by Megatron,

capable of destroying even Predacons!

With the Predacons vanquished,

I wondered what else I might find in Darkmount.

Perhaps something with which to exact revenge

upon my former master for his many crimes against me.

In a lab, I found seven peculiar Mini-Cons,

unlike any I'd ever seen, in experimentation tubes.

Megatron's records said that the Mini-Cons

had been captured in their youth, and genetically modified.

These Mini-Cons could connect to Autobots and Decepticons,

and provide a power surge to their new hosts.

Further, they could take command

of their hosts' motor functions.

But Megatron had a theory,

which he apparently never tested,

that if all seven Mini-Cons were to powerlink

with a single host,

that host would surge in power

to a level beyond that of a Prime!

With such power, I could destroy Megatron

for all he did to me,

and then succeed where he didn't,

and claim the galaxy as my own!

I freed the Mini-Cons, but they escaped.

Clever little toasters.

So you hired bounty hunters

and tracked the Mini-Cons to Earth.

Ugh, how I hate this place.

But on arriving here, I did find the Dark Star Saber.

Though it fights me.

Apparently, it thinks I'm not totally worthy of it!

Shocking.

But with you off the board,

and your teammates helpless without your leadership,

I can resume my search for the Mini-Cons.

Prepare to powerlink me with all seven Mini-Cons.

Scanners activated.

Now, where are you, my little doomsday devices?

SIDESWIPE: Can't you go any faster?!

STRONGARM: Hey, don't take it out on me because you haven't apologized to Jet, Slip and Fixit!

We'll find them, and Bumblebee.

We just-- Aah!

Strongarm to all Autobots. Immediate backup to our position! Repeat: immediate--

( distant footsteps )

( both grunting )

( groans )

( groans )

Ugh! You-- You Mini-Cons are under arrest

for taking control of a law officer and a...

punk!

Windstrike! Sawtooth!

Do not release these two until--

( Grimlock screams )

Uh, are we all friends now or...

Attack! ( dramatic theme playing )

That'd be a "no"!

( dramatic theme playing )

I know you guys aren't in control.

I don't want to hurt you!

Agh! We don't want to hurt you!

( all grunting )

( grunting )

We should keep control of the Autobots and the Dinobot, Aerobolt.

Buzzstrike's right. If we run into Starscream again,

we'd be better able to deal with him.

We do not wish to control any creature

longer than is necessary, for--

( footsteps ) ( gasps )

( dramatic theme playing )

Regroup and attack!

Wait! I recognize you...

From my youth before we were captured by Megatron.

You are Optimus Prime.

We mean you no harm.

I'd like to do 'em a little harm.

Hostilities between us are ended.

I apologize for our aggression.

Since we awoke, we have trusted no one.

I still don't trust anyone.

I know you are being pursued by Starscream, but little else.

Tell me your story.

( groans )

Jetstorm, keep trying! We must escape and...

( grunts ): ...contribute to this fight!

Indeed, Slipstream! ( grunts ): We do not wish to hear any more remarks

about our value or ability from, unh, Sideswipe!

You two are as stubborn as your sensei.

You need to stop and drink-- stink-- think!

We can't go through Starscream's force field.

Perhaps we might go around it?

( grunts ): The wall is reinforced.

( grunts ): As is the floor.

Oh! How about up? There!

That grate should lead to a cooling duct

one of us might fit through!

The only question is how we're going to reach--

( groans ): Ow!

I do not recall being consulted on this course of-- Aah!

You may have-- ugh-- overestimated the strength of--

Oh! My neck stabilizers!

I shall return soon with the means to free you!

I hope no harm befalls him.

Ugh! Could you maybe hope from down on the ground?

After we escaped Starscream at Darkmount,

we enlisted with the Decepticon scavengers

as a means of getting off Cybertron.

If we'd known they were heading for Earth,

the second most-frequented planet for Cybetronians,

we never would've come.

Immediately on arriving,

we began trying to convince our hosts to leave,

even as we searched for a way to escape

the scavengers and strike out on our own.

We stole their sub-orbital transport,

but it ran out of fuel.

That's when we found you.

And you bot-jacked us!

About that. When you took us over,

I could tell you gave me a surge,

but it also felt like, I don't know,

there could have been more power.

Like you were holding back. This is true. Unless the surge is mutually agreed upon,

and totally committed to by both sides, full power is not shared.

Surely there is no Autobot more worthy

of sharing our energies than you, Optimus Prime.

Will you accept the surge I can provide?

I am not certain.

It will only work if you trust me.

Very well, let us try.

( dramatic theme playing )

( grunts )

( groaning )

I apologize, Aerobolt.

It is understandable.

Trust must be proven, not merely spoken.

Perhaps we should avoid surge pairings between

Autobots and Mini-Cons for the time being.

Good! We can focus on more important things,

Like finding the Mini-Cons!

Yes! We must delay no further!

They are correct. We must locate our friends.

Once that is accomplished, we will help you find a home.

Where you will never be bothered again.

We appreciate your assistance.

Until then, please stay with us so we may protect you,

should Starscream attack.

We can protect ourselves, Optimus.

I meant no disrespect.

We shall protect each other.

I don't feel right about this.

You never feel right.

And I'm usually correct!

STARSCREAM: Agh, the Mini-Cons' energy signatures are so odd.

Perhaps they've been trying to attach to new hosts.

And perhaps this energy fluctuation can scramble

nearby equipment left un-shielded, such as comms.

( hinge squeaks )

( groaning )

What was that?!

Probably Earth rodents.

Eh, this sector is lousy with 'em. I think they're kind of cute, personally, but--

( impatient growl )

( sword ringing )

( soft theme playing )

( laughs ) What is so funny?

Ha, well, you said you weren't getting full power

from the Dark Star Saber...

How big a failure do you have to be

for an evil sword to find you unworthy?

( Bumblebee laughs )

STARSCREAM: Ah! Enjoy your good laugh now, Bumblebee.

Things won't seem so amusing to you

when the galaxy is under my command.

You'll find a way to mess this up, Starscream.

It's the only thing you've ever been good at. Failing!

You're just like Megatron.

Belittling me, diminishing me.

Not taking you seriously.

( angry growl )

Ugh. Nothing.

But you're going to take me seriously, Bumblebee.

You and Megatron!

Yeah, good luck with that.

( angry growl )

( sighs )

Why are we risking ourselves for these Autobots?

Let them worry about their own allies!

Optimus Prime and his friends seem to have good intentions toward us.

Besides, I'd rather see Starscream defeated

than worry about him for the rest of our lives!

We trust these Autobots just

because they say we can trust them?

Didn't you say you felt something when you tried to take over the Dinobot?

Something that made you think he was perhaps worthy of that trust?

Ah, I don't know what I felt.

I'm thinking about going off on my own.

Easier to travel, no one to be responsible for.

Don't, please.

It would be too dangerous for you.

And we are all stronger together than apart.

Okay, I'll stay.

For now.

You seem distracted, Sideswipe.

It's just, I said something to the Mini-Cons

I shouldn't have, and now I feel terrible about it.

Too often, we forget our friends have feelings. No kidding.

CLAWTRAP ( distantly ): We'll deal with Starscream for what he did to us.

But first, those Mini-Cons need to pay!

Having to summon our mother ship to pick us up.

Humiliating!

Once we find the sub-orbital craft, those half-size tin cans stole from us...

I guess the universe was listening.

We want the Mini-Cons.

We'll take them by force, if we have to.

You four? Against all of us?

This'll take two seconds.

Even with weapons, you cannot--

( grunts )

( grunts )

Looks like these relic hunters hunted up some decent relics.

Do not take them lightly.

These Decepticons may not even know

what their artifacts can do.

( groans )

Pressure...

crushing me.

( grunts )

Whoa!

( grunts )

This might take a little more than two seconds.

( action theme playing )

Aerobolt, what should we do?

( groans )

Perhaps we should attach to the Autobots,

provide them with power surges.

No! We do not know the full extent

of the effects of such pairings.

I will not stand by while others fight for us!

( grunting )

Huh?

( grunts ) ( yells )

( grunting )

Ha, ha. Power surge!

Finally.

( ominous theme playing )

( both grunting )

( both grunting )

( growls )

( grunts )

You're not controlling me.

We are more effective united than as individuals.

Will you trust me and accept the surge I can provide?

Go for it.

( triumphant theme playing )

( grunts )

( grunting )

And stay down!

( weapons clanging )

( grunting )

Aah!

Yowza.

Optimus!

( grunting )

( grunts )

( grunts )

Sawtooth!

Aerobolt! Do not separate from us.

Never had a chance to figure out what this one does.

( electricity crackling ) ( all groaning )

Feedback web. Nice.

Time for payback, Mini-Cons.

STARSCREAM ( over loudspeaker ): I'm afraid not.

( dramatic theme playing )

Time to take me seriously, Bumblebee.

The Mini-Cons, and all their power, are mine.

Finally.

Finally...

I've won!

( dramatic theme playing )

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