Original subtitles

[tense music]

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- Yes, I'm ahead now.

- [giggles] Not for long.

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What's your name again?

- I'm Izabella.

You can call me Izzy.

- Izzy, in case we don't get out of this,

I want you to know, I--

I-- I like you!

- Robby, I like you, too.

- Robby, I'm sorry about Izzy.

But you got to let us help you with it.

- I don't need help, Mo.

- [scoffs] Nice try.

But we all feel it.

And we miss you.

I miss you.

- I just want to be alone, OK?

- Listen, it stinks your girlfriend turned out to be

an ancient alien spying on us.

It's not fair.

But it happened.

I didn't want Starscream to possess our giant cousin.

But that happened, too.

And it kills me she's stuck like that.

But I'm not just gonna sit around

and be sad because I don't know what to do about it.

- Try the spark regenerator key you got from Prowl.

- That's actually an awesome idea.

We'd have to do something about the Chaos Storm first.

But see?

This is why we need you to stop being sad about Izzy

and come back to the team.

- I'm not just sitting here thinking about Izzy.

- You're holding her picture.

- Well, I hope you never know how it feels when someone you

trust sucker punches your heart and your whole stupid life

at the same time.

[weather vane creaking]

- Look, you talked about your feelings,

and it wasn't the end of the world.

[wind howling]

[weather vane creaking]

[foreboding music]

It's the end of the world, isn't it?

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both: Mr. Optimus?

- Oh, now you want to play team captain?

- Just call the meeting--

fast.

[transforming pulses]

[electricity crackling]

[tense music]

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[electricity zapping]

- Remain vigilant.

These visitors could be hostile.

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- At last, I meet Earth's bravest warriors.

- And you must be The Judge, Commander of the Quintessons.

We've met one of your Executioners before.

- Gotta say, not a fan.

- [roars]

- Yeah?

- I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots.

What brings you to this peaceful planet?

- [whirring]

Optimus Prime?

[chuckles]

- Step aside.

I seek an audience with the keepers

of Quintus Prime's power.

- What do you want from us?

- [whirring]

Together, we can unite and restore the power of Quintus

to usher forth a new era of harmony for all.

- Harmony?

Like sending a spy to pretend to be my girlfriend?

Harmony?

Falling in love with a lie?

I see through your harmony.

- My shapeshifter's mission did unfold in a regrettable way.

But it succeeded in bringing us together,

we descendants of the Emberstone.

Your sleeves hold the power of creation itself.

I can show you what they are capable of.

Come to me.

- Hi.

Judge, was it?

Elita-1 here.

Tell us, why should we trust you?

- [whirring]

[chuckles] My invitation to the younglings is

no concern of yours, Autobot.

- But this is.

[dramatic music]

[all gasp]

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- Whoa, what's going on?

- [gasps]

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By the Allspark!

[loud explosion]

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[wind howling]

[electricity zapping]

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- Worst-case scenario is the top,

and peachy keen is the bottom.

Stop me when I get to where we are right now.

Oh. - Yeah.

- Robby, if it's us or the whole planet's

in trouble, then we're going up there.

- It's all my fault. And I--

I can't fix it.

Not this time.

- It's not your fault.

And you never have to do anything alone.

You got me.

And Twitch and Thrash are coming, too.

- We are?

Ouch.

- Bumblebee trained us for this moment.

And you guys need to take care of that.

[dramatic music]

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- Oh, I'm not good at small talk.

So--

[electronic beeping]

- OK.

- Come on, big bro.

We need you.

[inspirational music]

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[engine whooshing]

- Dottie, I know this is intense,

but our kids are growing up.

And they do have the power to defend each other.

We've seen it before.

- Megatron, back them up just in case.

- Prowl, Cosmos, follow me.

- You know I can't resist a leisurely flight with friends.

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- Anyone have a plan they want to share?

- We're gonna talk to The Judge and figure this out.

[engine whirring]

- Ahh! Incoming!

- They're not trying to hit us.

- Look out. 12:00.

[engine winding down]

- Megatron!

[blades whirring]

- Stay on mission.

[blasters zapping]

- Ahh!

I'm all for joyrides, not alien invasions.

Ah!

- We have to pull back and see Megatron to the ground.

- How about we see him to a nice five-star

resort and stay the weekend?

- We have to keep going.

They'll take care of each other.

- So will we.

[engine whirring]

- Ah!

- I would have been fine had you just let me fall.

Augh!

- But then I would not have anything to hold over you.

- [grunts]

- Did you just become best friends?

- No.

[lighting zapping]

[bus rattling]

[both gasp]

- [grunts]

Optimus, the north end has been fully evacuated.

[all screaming]

[loud clang]

[lightning zapping]

[loud thud]

- Ah!

- Whoa!

- Ah!

- Optimus, the south end is clear, too.

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- Thank you.

- Seek shelter, citizen.

[horns honking]

[somber music]

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- All townspeople are safe.

- Has anyone heard from Megatron?

- I am OK.

What will you have us do?

- I have an idea.

Only one thing can contain that much Chaos Energy.

Actually, three things.

[tense music]

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- Ugh!

Ew!

OK, who forgot the "no eating in the hoverbike" rule?

- I wasn't eating.

- Then why do you have sardines covered in dry whipped cream

and rainbow sprinkles?

[gasps] Oh, they're from the funnel cake

you shared with Izzy. - So what.

I love sardines. Everyone knows that.

[all gagging]

- Robby, we're sorry Izzy hurt you.

But carrying around her memory everywhere you go

won't help you heal.

- [gulps] I'm fine.

- Then hand them over, anchovy boy.

[electrical zapping]

- Ugh, fish dust!

I can feel it swimming in my circuits.

- Let's all try to stop letting our past

haunt us in the present, OK?

- Mo Malto.

[all growling]

- Aw, crud.

- The Judge welcomes your surrender.

Take the Terrans. - No!

We're all staying together!

[metal clanging]

- Easy on the paint. It's custom.

- This wasn't the plan, guys! - Ahh!

- You go to the Pit of Judgment.

- P.U.

What do they feed you up here?

- Bots and rude kids.

[dramatic music]

[wind howling]

- Not good. - What is it?

- Did something happen with the kids?

- Unclear, but we should hurry.

[thunder booming]

OK, back to the plan.

Once Optimus and the others retrieve

the Cyber Slayer from Terratronus,

it will serve as a lightning rod.

It's the only tech we have capable of collecting

Chaos Energy.

- Oh, I get it.

Then cables from the Cyber Slayer transfer Chaos Energy

straight into Spitfire and Aftermath's Spark Chambers.

- Absorbing all of the Chaos Storm

and reviving the Chaos Terrans, in theory.

- Nightshade's plan is sound.

We will collect the Chaos Terrans and the Cyber Slayer.

[tense music]

- [growls]

[whirring]

[electronic beeping]

[growls] both: Ah!

- Give us our brother and sister back.

- We don't want to fight you, but we will if we have to.

- Try if you dare.

[all growling] - [gasps]

[dramatic music]

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- All the bad stuff aside, how cool is it

we're on a real alien spaceship?

- Sometimes I wonder if we're even related.

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- Oh, the keepers of Quintus Prime's power.

I've waited centuries for this moment.

- What do you want?

- [whirring]

I want to help you, release you of your burden

and the weight of responsibility that has been

thrust upon you poor children.

- If you mean our sleeves, they were a gift from Quintus Prime.

He chose us.

And we wear them proudly.

- [whirring]

Chose you?

You're not even fully developed lifeforms.

- I don't know why he picked us either.

But it happened.

Your Executioner lackeys and your shapeshifter

did make us suffer. I'll never date again.

Thanks!

All because you don't think we should have these?

It's not like we asked for them in the first place.

- Then give them to me, and I'll allow you to leave.

[whirring]

- But resist-- [loud clank]

- Whoa! - Ah!

- Mo!

- [gasps]

Ahh!

- Resist, and my Sharkticons will separate you

from your sleeves.

[whirring]

- I haven't fed them in weeks.

- Ahh! Pull me up!

- [grunts] Stop swinging!

- Tell them to stop biting!

- I can't hold.

- Robby! - No!

- Ah!

[dramatic music]

- Ahh! Ahh!

- [grunting]

[inspirational music]

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- So, what will it be?

Sleeves or a swim?

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- Not gonna happen.

We've seen what you're capable of.

- Yeah.

These were given to us for a reason.

- To protect those in need.

- And fight for the innocent.

- [whirring]

I am Quintus Prime's first creation.

[whirring]

- His power is rightfully mine!

- Every time we meet someone like you,

we're reminded why he chose us.

- [whirring]

Well, he chose poorly.

both: Ah!

- Hashtag says the Spark Chamber is just ahead.

- Whoa. - Ahh!

- Whoa.

- Yeah. Feels like trouble.

- Maybe that's a sign we need to hurry.

[tense music]

- Optimus, I worry the Autobots rely too

heavily on adolescent humans. And--

- And Terran! - Ahh.

- Ohh! Ahh!

[all gasp]

[footsteps tapping]

- Welcome. Welcome!

Lovely to see you all.

- We'll be with you in just a sec.

Prowl, you have no idea what Optimus has had to manage

over the past few years.

He turned a nemesis into an ally.

And he empowers the Maltos to save our bumpers

over and over again.

- Perhaps I should wait outside.

- [growls]

- Ahh!

- Bumblebee, I appreciate the kind words, but we--

- Sorry, Optimus.

I'm almost finished.

You would know all of this if you

weren't so late to the party.

So, chill.

And maybe don't post any comments

until you're more up to speed on what's what.

- [clapping]

[gasps]

- You, too, flyboy.

- Bumblebee, I apologize for any offense I induced.

And I appreciate the debrief.

You and Optimus have the full measure of my respect.

Please allow me to do what I do best

and take this Decepticon on a one-way ride.

- Of course. - Of course.

- Sorry. Go ahead, boss.

- Prowl, please see Starscream to the brig at Autobot Base.

[inspirational music]

- [whimpers] But you need me!

The Quintessons are notoriously vicious.

For the small price of freedom, I'm willing to freelance

for the Autobots and-- [loud zapping]

Ah!

Ugh.

- [chuckles] Wow, that feels good.

- He had it coming.

I will meet you back in town.

- Let's collect the Chaos Terrans and be on our way.

- OK, even though they helped Starscream

try to take over the world, no one deserves that.

- Agreed.

[cackling]

- [gasp] They really do eat bots!

- This must be how they treat everyone Quintus created.

- He made some amazing people, so I bet

they had some amazing tech.

Called it.

[whirring]

- Whoa! - Whoa!

[both gasping]

- I'm not gonna lie, Mo.

That was awesome.

- Too bad the guy who lost it didn't get a chance to use it.

[all growling]

- You wanna dance?

Let's dance.

- Ohh.

[whirring]

[loud zap]

- Aww.

- Get them!

[all growling]

Run? - You read my mind.

[all growling]

- If we don't make it out of this,

thanks for putting up with me earlier.

- That's what family's for.

Where do you think they put Twitch and Thrash?

Let's try this way.

[all growling]

- Are you sure this is the right direction?

[all growling]

- Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!

- Ahh!

[all growling]

[shoes squeaking]

[both panting]

- Great thinking, sis. Now what?

- Mo Malto!

Now I give you a scar

like you gave me.

[all growling]

- I don't think they want to dance.

- Good, because I want to fight!

[lasers blasting]

Let's go!

[grunts]

Ha-ha!

Malto mayhem!

[grunts]

[both grunting]

- Whoo! - [chuckling]

- Yeah!

- Uh-oh.

both: Wahh!

[both panting]

All-star moves, Mo.

- I know.

- [sighs]

Sorry for getting us into this mess.

- Hey, Izzy tricked all of us.

- Either way, I never want to see these creeps again.

- Well, the sooner we find Twitch and Thrash,

the sooner we can leave.

- But how are we supposed to find them?

This ship is huge.

- We, uh, look for more guards?

- Ugh, great.

[thunder booming]

- Still no sign of the kids.

Why do I have such a bad feeling about this?

- Give them time.

[ominous music]

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- Operation Capture Chaos is ready when you are, Optimus.

- [chuckles] I got this.

- No, Megatron.

Prowl and Cosmos will take it from here.

- But Wheeljack repaired me.

I am ready for this.

- Our thrusters are more effective in severe winds.

- Don't feel bad.

Propellers are vintage.

And old-school is totally rad to the max!

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- We need to climb above the storm

and drop the trailer inside of it.

- Thanks, Captain Obvious!

I was at the same briefing, you know?

- Right, then prepare for phase two.

- Which phase was that again?

- The Energon boost!

Engage in 3, 2--

[all gasping]

- Ah!

- I definitely don't remember this being part of the plan!

- They ain't gonna make it.

- Megatron, no!

- Cosmos, steady up so I can reattach!

- I'm not not trying to!

- [gasps]

[grunts]

- Prowl!

[dramatic music]

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- [grunting]

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- Ohh-ohh! Ahh!

I never thought I'd miss being a carnival ride!

[hawk screeching]

[wind howling]

Oh, thanks, Nightshade.

- My pleasure.

Now let's finish the experiment!

- Experiment?

You don't know if this will work?

- Isn't science fun?

Release in 3, 2, 1, now!

[dramatic music]

[zapping]

- Ahh!

[loud thud]

[whirring]

- Whoo-hoo!

That was hardcore!

Ugh, not you guys.

- Ugh, are we supposed to say thank you?

- We didn't save you for a thank you,

but we did save you, so--

- We need all the allies we can get.

No soldier left behind.

- [gasps, coughs] - There.

Now we're even.

[inspirational music]

- I appreciate you, Megatron.

- Ugh, that crew hugs way too much.

- What happened?

Where is Starscream?

And what's all that about?

- Yeah, we have a lot to catch you up on.

- Well, I'm not sticking around for story time.

Spitfire!

- Fine, I'll go.

But just so you know, that starship is bad news

for you, too!

- Why should we believe anything you say?

- How about because we just brought you back to life?

- I guess maybe we do kind of sort of owe you one.

- You are among friends, and we would

be much stronger together.

- All right, we'll stay for now.

- Hooray!

- Don't even think about it.

[rock music]

- [growling]

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- When we get home, your old phone is mine.

[both yelling]

- Mo!

[laughs]

- Keep it down! - Sorry, guys.

We thought you were the guards.

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- Oh, I love that song.

- Can you walk?

We got to get out of here.

- Then what?

- We get back up and knock this ship out of the sky.

- Commander, the prisoners have escaped!

- What?

- The humans are more powerful than we thought.

- Failure is not an option!

Bring me those slaves!

[alarm blaring]

- Uh-oh, we're busted.

- Let's sync and scram!

[dramatic music]

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[all growling]

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[blasters zapping]

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[both grunting]

[blasters firing]

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- [grunts]

Follow my lead, and we'll be OK!

- Look out!

- It's the kids!

They're hurt!

[both grunting]

- No!

- I can't steer!

- Twitch, are you there?

I can't feel you.

[loud explosion]

- Hold on to something!

[both screaming]

[grunting]

- Twitch?

- [gasping]

- Twitch! Twitch!

Come on, Twitch.

You got to get up.

- [groaning]

Can we go home now?

- Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, we're gonna fix you up, OK?

OK?

I tried.

I-- we couldn't.

- It's OK, Thrash.

We're here to help.

She needs medical now.

- She can count on Dad, too.

- [groans]

- He fixed me earlier.

You're in good hands, little bird.

- Get the cyber-sleeves!

No mercy, no surrender!

[blasters firing]

all: Augh!

- [grunts]

Autobots, we must destroy the mothership!

[blasters firing]

- How do we hit it from the ground?

both: Ahh!

- We ask for help.

Nightshade, I need a ride.

[blasters firing]

[all growling]

[electricity crackling]

[blasters firing]

- Ha-ha, yeah!

So much power!

- Maybe we do owe them a thank you.

[tense music]

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- I hope this works.

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- Miss Terratronus, please come back to us.

[dramatic music]

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[metal creaking]

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[crash]

- Welcome back, Terratronus.

- Maltos, I thank you for curing my spark.

[tense music]

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- Greetings, old foe.

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- Sorry to wake you in crisis.

- I know that starship and her commander.

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Eons pass, and the Quintessons wage the same war.

[blaster firing]

- Hold the line!

[loud explosion]

- Autobots, roll out!

[all yelling]

[blaster firing]

[dramatic music]

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- Annihilate the Titan.

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[blasters firing]

- Ugh! - No!

- No!

[suspenseful music]

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- Ah!

- Go!

Retreat to safety!

- Stay strong, Terratronus!

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- We have to make them stop!

- We're the ones the Judge wants.

I'll distract her while you help Terratronus recover.

Spitfire, I need you to fill in for Twitch

and help us go hoverbike.

- Ha, sounds dangerous.

I'm in.

- But, Robby, we can't sync without

our cyber-sleeves together.

- You can!

It worked for me in Aftermath, and we

didn't have any cyber-sleeves.

- I wouldn't say it really worked for us,

but it-- it did happen.

- Exactly.

The rest of you sync up with Terratronus

and get her powered up for an attack.

- OK, let's do it.

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- All right, what weapon do I get?

Ugh, we have to hold hands?

You guys are the worst.

[dramatic music]

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You didn't say it would feel this weird.

- Easy. The sync depends on trust.

- Seriously?

That's my Achilles' heel!

- Just focus on that warm feeling.

- Yeah! Nicely done!

- Elita! - Covering fire!

[blasters firing]

[dramatic music]

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- This is for you, Twitch.

- Come on! Double time!

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- [gasps]

- Hey, Judge, looking for this?

- You insignificant little brat!

- Well, if you like me so much, why don't you try and date me?

- Follow the sleeve!

Don't let it get away!

[engines thrusting]

- That's right.

Over here, Judge!

All right, Mo, you're up.

- Hey, over here!

- Hey! [together] Terratronus!

- Oh, Terry!

- My power is depleting.

I will not survive much longer.

- We can help.

Together, we can stop the Judge once and for all.

- Together?

With a Chaos Terran?

- Terry, I do not like this any more than you do.

- It's Terratronus.

And everyone's counting on us.

- So we need the Chaos Terrans and you.

We're all family now.

- You inspire hope, young ones.

- That's kind of our thing.

[uplifting electronic music]

Focus up.

Robby's counting on us.

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- Ew, why does it feel like a hug?

- That means it's working!

- I don't like hugs!

- If you fight it, the sync won't work!

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- Uh, when's the part where we fight back?

- She's right.

We can't keep this up.

- No, they need more time.

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[loud explosions]

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- [cackles] Destroy the boy!

Bring me his sleeve!

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[both grunting]

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[blaster firing]

- Robby!

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- [grunting]

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I'm sorry, guys.

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[grunts]

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- What was that?

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- She did it! [laughs]

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- In our darkest hour, Quintus, give us your power!

- [grunts]

- With this, we defend the progeny of Quintus Prime

across every star system,

devouring hate with hope

and delivering justice for all.

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[metal creaking]

[roars]

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- Turn it around!

Now!

[engines thrusting]

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[yells]

[blasters firing]

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- Ah!

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- [screaming]

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- Yes! - Oh yeah!

- We did it! - No!

Retreat!

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[all cheering]

- Wow! - Bye!

See you later!

- Your students truly have become the masters.

- [laughs] Spend enough time with me, and my greatness

may rub off on you, too.

[inspirational music]

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- Terratronus, I am Optimus Prime.

On behalf of the Autobots, I thank you for your bravery

and assistance.

- You are quite welcome.

I am pleased to know the venerable Autobots

and to be of service to a Prime.

- [grunts] - [laughs]

- Yeah!

- We'll skip the family reunion, but consider us even.

- See you around, dorks!

[laughs] - 2.0. Ow!

- We're very proud of all of you.

And we have plenty to celebrate.

But first, we need to check on Twitch.

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- Twitch!

- [laughs]

[laughter]

- That's our family, whole again after the most

chaotic times of our lives.

- Shout-out Autobots, Terratronus, and the Chaos

Terrans for trusting us.

- Trust is precious, easy to break, hard to repair.

But it feels good knowing we can always

count on each other.

- That's what family's for.

- And I love being a Malto.

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