Original subtitles

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Yes, I'm ahead now.

- [giggles] Not for long.

♪ ♪

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?

♪ ♪

both: Mr. Optimus?

- Oh, now you want to play team captain?

- Just call the meeting--

fast.

[transforming pulses]

[electricity crackling]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[electricity zapping]

- Remain vigilant.

These visitors could be hostile.

♪ ♪

- 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]

♪ ♪

- Whoa, what's going on?

- [gasps]

♪ ♪

By the Allspark!

[loud explosion]

♪

[wind howling]

[electricity zapping]

♪ ♪

- 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]

♪ ♪

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

So--

[electronic beeping]

- OK.

- Come on, big bro.

We need you.

[inspirational music]

♪

[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.

♪ ♪

- 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.

♪ ♪

- Thank you.

- Seek shelter, citizen.

[horns honking]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

- 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]

♪ ♪

- 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]

♪ ♪

- All the bad stuff aside, how cool is it

we're on a real alien spaceship?

- Sometimes I wonder if we're even related.

♪ ♪

- 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]

♪ ♪

- So, what will it be?

Sleeves or a swim?

♪ ♪

- 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.