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[thudding]

[light tone]

♪ ♪

- Someone's had a bad day.

- You're one to talk.

You look terrible.

- Your concern is heartwarming,

but unnecessary.

At long last, I've discovered a cure for my ailments.

- [sighs] I don't have time for any more

of your side projects, Meridian.

We had a deal, and I-- - And I've kept my end.

Behold, this will be more than strong enough

for what you need.

You're sure it will work?

- [grunts]

[electricity crackling]

[electricity surges]

Positive.

- And this will render anyone wearing a GHOST badge…

absolutely helpless?

- [grunts]

[struggling efforts]

Ah! [groaning]

- Careful, Croft.

Wouldn't you rather focus on wrangling the Maltos?

- Maltos?

As in Dorothy Malto?

- Was it not her hybrid children

who caused this damage?

- You knew about those--

those things and didn't tell me?

- Agent Croft, there's many things I haven't told you.

[beeping]

[alarm blaring]

[whirring]

[laughs evilly]

- Don't-- [struggling efforts]

Stop. It's untested.

You don't know what you're doing.

Ah!

- Give the Maltos my best.

- OK, Mandroid.

I have all I need right here.

[transforming pulses]

[electricity crackling]

[stomping]

- Shockwave!

[whirring]

[weapon fires]

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

[panting]

Shockwave's all messed up.

He's wearing the same badge that controlled Hashtag.

- Ah!

[thud]

- [panting]

- Ahh! [grunts]

[whimpers]

- [screeches]

[transforming pulses]

♪ ♪

[beeping]

- Are Robby and the others OK?

- I'm trying to re-establish contact,

but it's like they disappeared.

- Um, Hashtag?

- Maybe if I reboot GHOST surveillance system,

I can refresh--

- Hashtag, look.

- They're heading to downtown Witwicky.

[tires squealing] - [screeches]

- [grunting]

[explosions booming]

[transforming pulses]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[people panting]

[explosion booms]

- Ahh! - I got you.

- Get your Decepticon hands off me.

- Wait, no, I'm one of the good guys.

- Good guys? Look what you've done.

- [screeching]

- What this town needs is some real help.

[beep]

Red alert! Agents, mobilize!

- Lieutenant Malto, rogue Decepticons

are attacking Witwicky.

[transforming pulses]

- It looks like a war zone.

- Shockwave's gone berserk. We've gotta stop him.

[transforming pulses]

- Let's give him the old Malto mayhem.

[transforming pulses]

- [screeches]

[transforming pulses]

- Let's cut to the chase.

[tires screeching]

- [grunting]

- [screeches]

- Ahh!

- [grunts]

- Ahh!

- [screeches] [transforming pulses]

Great job, team. - Yeah! We did it!

- Robby, that was so cool!

- Stand down, Decepticons.

[tires screeching]

I said, stand down!

- But we're just trying to help.

[weapon whirrs]

- Ah!

[brakes screech]

- Dottie!

- [gasps]

- I'm coming, Dottie!

- Alex… [groans]

listen to me.

You've gotta get out of here.

- No, I won't leave you.

- Alex, the kids.

[tires screeching]

- Kids, we have to roll out. Now.

[transforming pulses]

- Mandroid's been busy.

He's upgraded his badge's design,

but I think I can still remove it.

- Hold on.

This is Shockwave we're talking about.

He's gonna take us out.

- But we can't leave him like this.

- I know what it's like to be controlled

by one of those things.

I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

- We should help him.

That's what Mom would do.

- We never should have been fighting

in town like that anyway.

If we hadn't, maybe Mom--

- No, your mother stayed behind so we could be safe.

You're learning the world is a complicated place,

and what is good or just isn't always easy.

But your mother and I,

we will always be proud of you for trying.

- But what if trying isn't good enough?

What if the Autobots and Decepticons

have messed everything up forever?

- They haven't.

- Their war is over, but we're still dealing with it.

- The war is not over.

Croft.

Where is Croft?

[beeping]

- Did Croft do this to you, Mr. Shockwave?

- She betrayed me.

[buzzing]

She has an active space bridge.

Who knows what she plans to do with it.

- We need to call for help.

- On it.

[beeping]

I can't.

GHOST has Witwicky in some kind of communication block.

[electronic whirring]

- Your alt mode has a personal communication satellite.

Can you use it to connect to this subspace frequency?

[crackling, beeping]

- Fascinating.

An antiquated Decepticon cipher.

- Uh, you can try.

[alarm blaring]

- Looks like we got company.

- It's Mom.

- And Croft.

- Everyone, sit tight.

This looks like a mission just for Dad.

Dottie!

Thank goodness you're OK.

- Um, Alex, this is Agent Croft.

Thank you for the ride, but I'm sure you're very busy.

- Nonsense. I'd love to meet the whole family.

[door opens]

- Would you like something to drink?

- [chuckles] A Bumblebee fan,

just like my brother.

You Maltos have strong connections

to the Cybertronians, don't you?

- We're lucky to call some friends.

- Is that why Optimus Prime himself recommended you?

- I understand there's more than meets the eye.

He values that.

- He would, wouldn't he?

Well, I'd love to meet the children before I go.

Where are they?

- Robby and Mo are-- are at a friend's house.

They are safe.

But they need a ride home.

- But you have more than two children, don't you?

[tense music]

- [gasps]

[tense music]

- We're surrounded.

[beeping] - Ah.

I don't know if the signal went through.

- What do we do?

- We don't have time to wait around for backup.

We're not going down without a fight.

- Don't you realize what we do?

We can't have undocumented robots running loose.

And here you are with five of them under your roof.

So here's my offer.

Either your bots wear these and join GHOST,

or you'll never see your family again.

- You better get out of my house.

- Malto-bots, let's do this!

[transforming pulses]

- Ah!

- Ah, uh! - [grunts]

[thrilling music]

♪ ♪

Ah! [grunts]

Ahh!

- Robby!

[grunting]

[transforming pulses] - Hey!

[horn honking]

[exciting music]

♪ ♪

[tires screech]

[transforming pulses]

- Autobots…

defend this home with everything you've got.

- With pleasure.

Yah!

- [grunts]

[both grunting]

- Ah.

Yah!

Ohh!

- Uh, uh! [clanging]

Ooh.

- Uh!

[both grunting]

- Uhh! [groans]

- You should have never messed with this family.

[transforming pulses]

♪ ♪

- [chuckles]

- No.

This can't be happening.

- Shockwave.

- Megatron.

- Clever using the old Decepticon emergency line.

- I think you mean ingenious.

[engines roaring]

[tires squealing]

- [screeches]

- How about a little Dino-Rage, my young friend?

- Aww, yeah!

[transforming pulses]

[roars]

- [roaring]

- Nobody messes with Dad2!

- [groaning]

[transforming pulses]

- Get me out of here.

[explosion booms]

- Agent Croft!

At last, the Autobots see you for who you really are.

We cannot allow this madness to continue.

These children are under our protection.

Stand down.

- No!

I don't take orders from you, Cybertronian!

Huh?

Uhh-- [straining]

[electricity zapping]

- [sighs]

Ah! [straining]

[electricity crackling]

- [grunts]

[crashing]

- [groaning]

- [groans]

Dorothy!

- Hold on, Megs.

We're here. [grunts]

- [laughs]

I am in control!

- [straining] Don't!

[groans]

[sighs] [powers down]

- All you Cybertronians ever do is destroy each other.

I'll be lucky if there's anything left

of your miserable planet to conquer.

[electricity stuttering]

[whirring]

- [grunts]

Ahh!

[groans]

- Shockwave!

[screeches]

[transforming pulses]

- Croft, you have to stop!

The point of GHOST was for humans and Cybertronians

to rebuild together.

- Is that what you tried to do with these "children"?

Can't you see?

Destruction is all they know.

[thunder rumbling]

[sinister music]

- Robby, what is it?

[lightning crackling]

[clang]

- Ah, home sweet home.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪