So there i am looked out
when i know nowhere these high beams lights up my rearview.
And then it hits me
im illegally parked
Another parking ticket?
Better,the boat
big metal tire clamp, impossible to remove
Bingo!
The local police do that things
And im get at all to way down a block
thats why i keep up my new shiny shoes and Bang!
- New york spionage spoil themself -You know me,Arcee.
- Mess with Cliffjumper.. - And Check out the horns.
not sure about complies with autobots rules number 1
- Keep a low profile? - What can i say?
- Patrolling for energon on outta here a will get announced
Almost makes me miss the decepticons.
Like Jasper Nevada's a party?
were alone when we ever travelling on this rock, Cliff.
Im getting the signal.
- Need backup - Do i ever need backup?
I just found a hole lot of energon.
Decepticons.
Arcee, about that backup.
Transformers Prime
there a warning,boys
I'll put on bins in y'all
Arcee to Optimus, the Cons are back.
Cliff maybe naughty been scrap
Understood
Ratchet, do you have Cliffjumper coordinate?
Im look on the signal, Optimus.
But our team scattered out across on timezones
Arcee, Bulkhead, Bumblebee.
Rendezvous back at base prepare to ground bridge
You want that horns?
You got them
The Energon its worthless to me now.
Scream...
Its been a while
So, where's your master?
Never mind him, i am only master.
Any more question?
Clean that up.
a none tab energon deposit.
Whats left of it.
The first deception activity in 3 years.
That we know of
If they are scouting for energon.
They maybe preparing for his return.
No.
Ratchet,can you track it his position?
No
Cliffjumper life signal just been offline.
Soundwave, what is it?
Like Jasper Nevadas a party?
were alone when we ever travelling on this rock, Cliff.
A one called Arcee.
Why slay just one Autobot...
When we still have the advantaged of surprise?
We must not a lower anger
on the lost of Cliffjumper...
To empire our judgement.
As of today...
Only we 5 autobots remains on this earth
We owe it to ourselves.
To the memory of Cybertron.
To any Autobots in any Galaxies...
Seeking safe Harbor.
To humankind.
And we owe it to the memory of our fallen comrade.
To survive.
- Arcee... - If Cliff was gone
Standing around here soaking would bringing back.
So unless anyone minds...
Think i'll get back to protecting a humankind.
Optimus...
Helping humans will only resulting more tragedy
Your opinion is noted
Welcome to K.O drive in, where every patty is knockout
May i take your order?
A 2 super combos, extra fries,
Okay, dois número 2. Anything else?
Yeah, some advice
How do i get in a awesome job like yours?
So thats two, were not is funny
As we think,we are combos.
With a side "A bitten".
What you say?
5,59, sir. At the window.
After pay for that.
Twins.
Take five, CD
Hey, mom, i just got off
No, im not going to the dance
Experience suggest i should never cut a rug.
Unless is stealing a carpet
Be careful? Seriously? this is a Jasper.
I love you.
I love you too, mom, i got around.
Hello, beautiful.
Where are you been on my life?
Nice
May i take K.O for pay check.
But i'll gonna own and ride like you someday.
Are you talking to your motorcycle?
My motorcycle?No, I mean, yes, yes!
Its mine,but i,im not talking...
Was with you.. I,I am.
How is things, Sierra?
Take you for spins sometime?
Come on,smooth operator, Prepare up.
You know my name?
We are in homeroom together.
I am Jack, Jack Darby.
Scrap.
- Do not let go! - Whos said that?
Commander Starsream, target sighted.
Accompany by human youth.
Destroy them both.
- What are you? - I dont exist.
Tell anyone about me and i'll hunt you down.
Scrap.
I dont even know her!
Come on!
Why are those guys shooting at us?
There no us kids, And there no guys.
- Friend of yours? - Family.
Hi, mama.
Racing,ride up the street.
Okay, just 5 more minutes?
You have no idea.
This ends here, Cons.
What are they?
Talking cars that turn into robot.
Or the other way around.
This is for Cliff!
No problem. Really.
Leave him alone!
- Please? - Let go.
Come on! Come on!
Keep moving!
Thank you.
- Dont look back. - What a we just see?
No idea and im not sure i want to find out.
Who is ready to rumble?
- What took you? - Traffic.
And a Cons would been scrap metal if i haven't distracted by the human.
Human?
2 boys.
I guess second one careless in action,i dont know.
With a little busy at the time.
If the Decepticon are targeting us...
Anyone perceived as our allies
Will be a grave risk
Raf, hei.
Look let just, keep this between us...
and forget anything never happen, okay?
Jack.
Oh, not again.
He want us to get in.
- No, just me. - How do you know that?
- It said so. - What?
Yours is over there.
I really dont think it...
- How is going? - Raf?
Wait! Stop!
Coolest bike ever.
House tyrant?
Ignore.
Relax, i just wanna talk to you.
Doesn't mean you and your new friend?
Kid,its a lot you dont understand.
No, i get it, i get it.
The first rule of robot fight club is..
You dont talk about robot fight club.
What you need understand is that...
I dont want a bunch of crazy talking vehicles...
Following me around trying to get me kill!
Look, Jack, is it?
Your personal safety is exactly why...
Optimus Prime is requested your presence
Optimus whom?
You maybe in danger because you one of the few...
one of the only who have ever seen us
Dude, what are you waiting for?
Go with!
Scrap.
And why exactly are we taking her?
Rules.
I thought they were two.
Haven't you heard? humans multiply
- I am Raf. - I am Miko.
Who are you?
Bulkhead.
Are you a car? i bet you a truck, a monster truck!
You like heavy metal? How much do you weigh?
Ever used a wrecking ball for a punching bag?
So of you guys are robots, who made you?
Oh, please
We are auotonomous robotic organisms
From the Planet Cybertron.
Also known as Autobots.
Why are you here?
To protect your planet, from the Decepticons.
The joker who tried to bomb of us last night?
Okay. Why they here?
A fair question, Jack.
in part they are here because our planet is uninhabitable.
Ravaged by centuries of civil war.
Why were you'll fighting a war?
For most, over control of our world supply of energon
The fuel and life blood of all Autobots and Decepticons like
The combat was fierce and then you heard for centuries
in the begining
I fought alongside one whom i considered a brother.
But in war, idealis can be corrupted.
And it was last...
That Megatron lost his way.
Is there gonna be a quiz?
So what is Megatron...
Or any of these have to do with us?
Megatron was not been seen or a heard from in sometimes
But if his return is imminent...
As i fear, it could be a catastrophic.
Those transmission are imminenting from deep space.
I would hate to waste the energon...
Unless you are absolutely certain.
Then lock on transmission coordinate...
And activated the space bridge.
Decepticons!
I have returned
Of the energon deposits we have located
while you were away, Lord Megatron,
this one is by far the most significant.
The drones have been mining without a pause during your absence,
and have amassed quite a stockpile.
You there! Fetch me a sample!
Starscream!
Now that I have returned
I will issue the commands.
I... Understand, Lord Megatron.
Then as your humble servant,
shall I ready the Space Bridge
to bring forth the Decepticon army
you have surely gathered during your three years in space?
My army will come.
But my time away has yielded a more...
intriguing means of materializing them.
The solidified form of the matter the ancient texts referred to...
as the Blood of Unicron!
Unicron the Destroyer...
But it is said that his blood is the anti-Spark!
Plucked from cosmic shores,
gaze upon Dark Energon!
Legend tells that it holds the power to...
...revive the dead.
We require only a cadaver to be certain.
Are you willing to make the ultimate sacrifice?
Hehehe, ahem, that may not be necessary.
If I may, Lord Megatron?
Consider it a welcome-home present.
And since you now know of our existance,
I fear that as of last night
the Decepticons know of yours.
Got it, we spot any strange vehicles, call 911...
- Can... we go now? - Are you insane?
I'm living a dream here in Bots-wana
and I will not allow you or anyone else to shatter it!
It is best that you three remain under our watch.
At least until we can determine our enemies' intentions.
Optimus. With all due respect,
the human children are in as much danger
- here as anywhere! - Children?!
They have no protective shell!
If they get underfoot they will go...
Squish!
Then for the time being, Ratchet,
we must watch where we step.
What's that?
Proximity sensor
someone's on top.
It's agent Fowler.
I-I thoght we were the only humans who know about you guys.
Special agent Fowler
is our designated liason to the outside world,
as he tends to visit only when there are issues.
It may be best if you do not meet him at this time.
Seven wrecks, thirty four fender benders, a three hour traffic jam,
and on particular note
numerous reports of a speeding motorcycle of unknown make
and a black-and-yellow custom muscle car!
So, anything you care to get up your tin chassis, Prime?
We have the situation under control, agent Fowler.
They're back, aren't they?
If you are referring to the Decepticons
I have doubts that they ever left.
Your planet is much too valuable.
Than it's time to wake up the Pentagon.
Hear me, agent Fowler.
We are your best,
possibly your only defense against the Decepticon threat.
Says you.
Hey, fleshy!
Did anyone get splattered on that freeway?
Team Prime knows when to use force...
And how much to use.
Bulkhead! I needed that!
Enough!
Military envolvement will only result in catastrophy.
Perhaps you can condone widespread human casualties, agent Fowler.
I, however, cannot.
Then do us both a favor and handle this, Prime!
Under the radar.
Or I will.
Pretty big bearings... for a human.
Agent Fowler is concerned for his world Bulkhead,
as he should be.
Let us see if power born of darkness
can reignite the spark.
That's your plan?!
Bring Autobots back from the dead to attack us?!
That is no longer an Autobot.
Just a mindless beast,
its only instinct to destroy anything in it's path.
There, Starscream,
lies the indestructible seed of my army.
The ultimate weapon!
Once I learn to control it.
Blasted Earth check!
Cliffjumper's signal popped back online.
- Who's Cliffjumper? - How is that possible?
It isn't.
Another bug! The system is chock-full of them.
If there's any chance Cliff's alive...
Ratchet, prepare sickbay.
We may need it.
Hey! What can we do?
Remain with Ratchet.
Autobots, roll out!
What... Just happened?
I transported them to the designated coordinates
via the Ground Bridge.
What's a 'ground bridge'?
Ugh... A scaled down version of Space Bridge technology.
Since we don't currently possess the means or the energon
required for intergalactic travel.
You're stuck here. On Earth.
With the likes of you, yes.
But I constructed the Ground Bridge
Wow! Does it work for humans?
Naturally.
You mean I could just
shoot on over and visit my parents in Tokyo?
Within moments.
In fact allow me to send you there immediately, all three of you.
Watch it, Ratchet.
Energon mine!
Judging by it's scale
the Decepticons have been tunneling here for quite some time.
Let's find Cliffjumper!
What is this anyway?
Broken, don't touch it.
Don't touch that either.
So, anything here we can touch?
How come you guys are using human computers?
It certainly isn't by choice!
It was handed down from previous tenants
when we inherited this former missile silo.
I make modifications as I see fit.
I think I can fix that.
Reeally?!
You know this is complex technology, don't you?
I mean it isn't a child's toy.
Now try.
Maximum overdrive!
Quite an operation!
Blood of Unicron...
How might I fathom the depths of your mystery,
become worthy of wielding your astonishing power?
Lord Megatron! Intruders have been detected in the mines!
Optimus?
Indeed.
I need more time to prepare an
appropriate reception for my old friend.
Ready the ship for departure!
But the energon I've mined... the Autobots will seize it!
Then blow the mines!
It's Cliff! I have a visual.
We'll cover you! Go!
Cliff!
No!
Let's get you home, partner!
Prime.
I'd stick around but I'm squeamish.
The joint's gonna blow!
Autobots, roll out!
Ratchet! Bridge us back!
Use the arrival coordinates... Now!
Cutting it a bit close.
How about Cliffjumper?
What was that explosion?
Was there a fight? Can we come with next time?
- Look! - He-hey, Miko,
let's go see what the bots hiding in their sock drawers.
Seriously?
Arcee, what did you see?
Not Cliff. At least...
Not any more.
He was mutated...
Butchered, like something from those 'Con experiments during the war.
No.
I'm fine! Just dizzy.
Robots who get dizzy?
- Robots with emotions. - Robots... who can die?
What is this??
Don't know. Cliff was covered in it.
Leaking it.
Go take a decontamination bath. Now!
O-Optimus. I-I hate to bug, but...
- No bars. - A security precaution.
The silo walls isolate all radiowaves.
Well, if I don't call my mom like
now I'm pretty sure cops will be out looking for me.
Have you broken a law?
A... curfew. It's after ten p.m.
I better get home too,
or I'll be grounded for a year.
Earth customs.
I hadn't considered.
But the issue of your safety remains.
Bulkhead! Accompany Miko home.
Awesome! My host parents will freak!
And maintain covert surveillance
in vehicle form.
Curbside duty, got it.
Bumblebee! You'll watch over Raf.
- Ratchet! - Busy!
Arcee. You'll accompany Jack.
Ooh, still dizzy.
You're fine! Says your physician.
Arcee, I just wanted to say,
I'm really sorry for your loss.
What could you possibly know about loss?
What, you think you're the only one with problems?!
I'm not sure girl trouble counts.
I'm pretty sure my girl
trouble started the night I met you.
- 'Cons! - No! Mom!
- Jack? - Mom!
- Don't freak, I can explain! - Can you?
Jackson Darby, we've talked about this.
- I know, and... - You don't know!
I worry about you enough when you're not here,
now I have to worry about you driving a motorcycle?
I'm sixteen, I can't be riding a ten-speed forever!
How did you even afford this?
It's used!
It's abused, really.
Needs a ton of repairs,
but the point is...
I may have been a kid when I bought this,
but I'm not anymore.
You always tell me to make responsible choices...
Well, I chose her.
And I'll be responsible!
I promise.
Her?
I didn't think you'll be bringing girls home just yet.
I... like to think she brought me.
Well, I'm glad you finally have a reason to wear your helmet
every single time you ride.
You will take me for a spin every once in a while?
We'll see.
She is kinda temperamental.
Shh! Are you crazy?! You'll wake up my mom!
Grab your helmet, it's go time.
It's saturday!
You can watch cartoons back at base with Bumblebee..
Cartoons! I'm sixteen!
And leave a note for your mom! She worries!
I don't think you need to worry
about further Autobot interference, Master.
Not with Optimus gone.
And what evidence do you posses of this fact?
I destroyed the mines, as you instructed.
Optimus is not so easily destroyed.
We have millenia worth of battles behind us to prove it!
May be you should take a break, my Lord.
I worry that too much contact with the Dark Energon
might allow it's properties to...
...adversely affect you.
Or perhaps, Starscream,
I have not permitted myself contact enough.
Wait! Lord Megatron!
No! Not your Spark chamber!
You do not know what it will do!
Hmm. The base elements of this goo
are like nothing I've ever encountered.
Must be extremely concentrated to have affected Arcee so rapidly.
Unfortunately,
complete results are slow coming without
the use of proper diagnostic tools!
Thank you very much, Bulkhead!
Tighten your grip, Jack.
H-Hey! What's with you, Arcee?
I thought you might actually enjoy the ride if we weren't getting shy at it.
Oh, bring it!
- Ready, set... - Miko...
I'm supossed to be protecting you.
Bulkhead, I'm strapped tight inside ten tons of metal muscle.
I'm protected.
No fair, Bumblebee!
You've been driving a lot longer than I have!
Thank goodness for peace and quiet!
Houseguests can be such a bother!
Wha...?
Optimus?
By the Allspark!
I needed that!
And stay broken!
Now, what could have caused that?!
I have a grave suspicion, Ratchet...
Dark Energon.
Lord Megatron?
It's as if the blood of Unicron the Destroyer
flows through my veins!
As if I hear his very thoughts.
I now know what I must do.
And what can I do to assist you, Master?
Quit groveling.
And wait my command.
Soundwave!
I fear that when our Master reached for the stars
he came down with a touch of... space madness.
Lord Megatron has not sound on his judgment since his return.
Increase global surveillance!
Quit groveling. And wait my command.
I'm not deaf!
But if Optimus Prime lives...
I believe it is in Lord Megatron's best interest
that we ensure his enemies destruction.
If the residue Arcee found on Cliffjumper
brought your broken equipment to life,
it would stand to reason that the very same substance
brought Cliffjumper back from the dead.
That would account for his life signal inexplicably coming back online,
but... Dark Energon?
It's so scarce seems to be virtually non-existent.
What would it be doing on Earth?
It was transported. By Megatron.
- For what purpose? - To conquer this planet,
by raising an army of the undead.
Well, Megatron would need to break quite a few toaster ovens.
I mean, where
on this world would he find that many cybertronian dead?
- That was awesome! - Can we do it again?
Sweet!
Sorry! Must have left that in the back seat...
Autobots, prepare to...
- Roll out? - Remain here.
Ratchet, you'll come with me.
Arcee, we'll be outside communications range for some time
so I'm putting you in charge.
Dude, You're biggest. You should be the boss!
- Err, he never picks me. - Optimus...
With all due respect. Plain bodyguard is one thing;
babysitting's another.
Besides, Ratchet hasn't been in the fields since the war.
My pistons may be rusting,
but my hearing is sharp as ever!
For the moment it's only reconnaissance.
And why do I hear an edge in your voice?
Arcee, much has changed in the last 24 hours,
and we all need to adapt.
Ratchet! Bridge us out!
OK, chief... so, what's on the activities list?
I'm going on patrol.
But Optimus told us to stay.
When you are in charge you can call the shots.
'Bee! With me!
Bulkhead, you're in charge.
So...uh... what's on the activities list?
How about band practice?
But we are not a band...
Why so antisocial? Come on, Raf, do you play anything?
Hmm... keyboard?
Laptops and samples, good! Jack?
I, sometimes mess around on the harmonica.
Do I look like I do country?
Just cover yourself in fake blood and jump around screaming.
Bulkhead! Percussion! We'll go for a big industrial sound.
DIY, we are a band!
You just need to learn the songs. This one's a ballad,
'My fist, your face'.
Come on! You can't handle raw power?
Proximity sensor. Quick, hide!
Prime!
Agent Fowler.
Uh. He's not here. Nobody's here.
Except me, of course.
Wh-, where did he go? Wait, don't tell me,
He's out pankacking a mini-mall!
Now, I don't know what language you 'Bots speak on your planet,
but Prime promised he would handle the Decepticons,
and blowing a crater in the middle of Nebraska
is not what the word 'handle' means to me!
So, you tell prime...
Since when are you, 'Bots, electric?
- Hey! How are you doing? - Contact with civilians!
Team Prime has really gone off rules this time.
Wait, don't tell me!
You are running a day-care center?
- Hummm... - We are interns.
Student interns.
Earning extra credits in...
Mechanics!-Robotics!
OK...
Let's move!
I'm taking all three of you into federal custody.
For your own protection.
We are protecting them.
Is that so?
Well, maybe you can explain that to my superiors at the Pentagon!
Don't use that phone! It's...
- ...Out of order. - This isn't over, Big 'Bot,
not by a long shot!
Optimus, what do we hope to find here?
The site of the largest cybertronian battlefield on this galaxy.
On Earth? You must be jocking!
Do you recall the period late in the war,
when both sides began hiding their energon spoils
off-world?
Of course, that's the reason energon deposits
exist on planets such as this one.
It is also the reason battles came to be waged on planets such as this one.
And I fear Megatron's memory is as long as history.
Sir! Agent Fowler. We have a situation.
I'm en-route from the Autobot base.
I'll brief you in person.
Agent Fowler, I'm en-route from the Autobot base.
I'll brief you in person.
Autobot base, said!
Humans. Always the weak link.
Fetch me this 'Fowler',
So that he may brief us instead.
Hey! Big bird, I'm flying here!
What in uncle Sam's beard!?
First the freeways aren't safe, now air travel?!
You wanna dance, 'Con?
I'll lead!
Never an Autobot around when you actually need one!
My ears!
It's an S.O.S. From Fowler.
Did you trace it?
Location scan in uncomplete.
- Oh, well. - Oh, well? Seriously?
Fowler's a jerk!
Whether you like the guy or not the Decepticons may have it!
And Agent Fowler knows your location...
Our location!
And did we not just witnessed how fast Fowler backs down from a 'Bot;
The 'Cons will totally make him squeal!
But we lost the transmission.
Fowler could be anywhere.
Maybe I can near it down.
About five years ago...
...the Government started microchipping their agents.
You know, like owners do with pets.
What? I saw it on TV.
Anyway, if I can hack into the Fed's mainframe...
...maybe I can pinpoint Fowler's coordinates.
You know how to hack?
- But you're like... two years old! - Twelve. And a quarter.
Welcome, agent Fowler.
You treat all your guests this nice?
Any friend of the Autobots.
Autobot?
That one of them coin operated wash-my-own-car places?
Oh, so that's how it's going to be, hmm?
Apparently no one has told you I have no appreciation for human humor.
Make our guest comfortable.
Latitude 39.5, Longitude 116.9.
OK, wait here.
Ow, don't break up the band!
Jack, you're in charge!
Guess we three have run out the place.
Miko?
Fowler?
The whole Decepticon shipbay.
Alright!
What's the plan?
Miko!
Unwise.
Miko, get down!
Hold him still!
Miko, look away!
- But... - Turn your head away!
Arcee, Bumblebee, do you read?
Loud and clear, Bulkhead.
- I have a situation. - Bulkhead, they're children...
...Humans, just do whatever.
You are where?! She is where??!!
What should we do?
Bulkhead may have not even realized she'd followed him.
Miko hasn't seen the 'Cons in action like we have.
She has no idea.
Those are the coordinates. Their destination is still locked in.
You're in charge!
In charge of who?
Arcee to base, come in.
Jack? Listen up, we need you to bridge us back.
Hello?
Bumblebee, metal to the pedal!
Agent Fowler,
...I have one single request...
...that would save your family the pain of grieving.
Tell me the location of the Autobot base.
No problem.
But I need to ask you something first.
Yes, I'm listening.
I've got an issue with the customer service around here.
Can I speak to the manager?
I make the decisions here. I am in charge!
Bring the prod.
What's taking Arcee and Bumblebee?
Dude, the cons could be putting the clamps on Fowler right now.
Let's just storm the joint!
They're here!
Why don't those guys hang with their own 'Bots?
This isn't one-on-one time.
Are your bones vibrating?
You there!
Scrap!
I'll ask nicely one last time.
- The Autobot base! - Sure thing buddy...
... right after you eat my star-sequined shorts!
As I imagined.
Energon and human nervous systems don't mix.
For the first time in my life, Optimus...
...I had hoped that you were wrong.
Optimus! Been well?
I see you brought your... trusty watchdog.
I could certainly be condolencing in a scrapt yard by now.
Why don't you invite him down here for a chat?
I know why you're here, Megatron.
Hardly a surprise, Optimus.
After all, you and I have been at this a long time.
And your time has come to an end!
Rise, my army!
By the Allspark!
Behold the power of Dark Energon!
Megatron has desecrated the resting place
of our fallen ancestors.
And his own.
Not even the dead are free from his warmongering.
At last, symbiosis.
I can feel it. I possess complete control over my army.
Destroy them!
Optimus, if our combatants are already deceased,
how can we possibly defeat them?
Ratchet, retreat!
Bridge yourself back to base base.
No, I shall stand with you, Optimus.
You may require a medic when this is over with.
I recommend dissection.
The smaller the pieces, the better.
Sound advise, old friend.
I have mastered Dark Energon.
Wen you fall, Optimus...
You too shall join my army.
Get in, now!
- Thanks, Bulkhead. - Yeah, thanks.
Wh-what are you doing here?
We were worried about Miko. Have you seen her?
What's she look like?
Everyone out!
And this time, please, wait here?
Where is Miko?
Miko?
I heaved on your floor mats. Sorry.
Remind me never to do that again.
Think they forgot about us?
I'm gonna heave again.
Bring them to the brig.
Commander Starscream is keeping the other human there.
Bumblebee!
We appreciate clearing the front door for us.
But storm in the Decepticon warship...
was not on the activities list.
Tell me about it...
- Friendly! - Hello!
Brought the humans, uh?
You try getting them to stay behind.
We need to find Fowler and get this kids out of here.
- He's in the brig. - He's in the brig.
My dear agent Fowler.
You do realize the Autobots have abandoned you.
I am the only one you can rely upon now.
So tell me what I want to know...
or....
Please, no more. They're in... secret government base.
Go on.
- Yes? - In the old steel mill.
Or was it under that carnival's fun-house?
Someone find out what is going on out there.
Optimus...
This prolonged exposure to Dark Energon...
is sapping our strength.
We cannot falter now.
Optimus!
After all these years, Optimus...
Still at the top of your game.
My legion, finish them!
Clear.
Wait in here.
They're slowing us down and they're easy targets.
They'll be alright in here, as long as they stay put.
That, was intense.
Wise?
It's your fault that we're stuck in this intensity.
- What were you thinking, Miko? - Did I ask you to follow me?
You wanted us to be a band.
Doesn't that usually mean to play together?
Well, maybe I decided to go solo.
Well, maybe I have some regard for your safety.
Oh, I'm sorry, it's your name 'Optimus'?
You can leave my protection to Bulkhead, thank you very much...
Stop it! Both of you!
H-hey, Raf, Raf, it's... it's OK.
Yeah, we're gonna be fine.
Our bots will come back for us.
Yeah, they're gonna take us home.
How do you know?
Hey, Raf, what do you make of that?
It's important. Really important.
Wake up! You pathetic lump of flesh!
Hmm... grandma? Is it cookie time?
Well?
Not so fast.
- I wouldn't. - Oh, but I might...
We've got to get this to Optimus.
How do you know it isn't just a recipe for space-nachos?
I know math when I see it.
And that is one serious equation.
Can you... download it?
I've got a flash drive.
But I don't see anywhere to plug it in.
This tech is way alien.
Now, agent Fowler and I will take our leave.
The evil said... yeah!
- Miko, take a picture! - Great idea!
Hey, you!
Not of that! Of THAT!
Go! Go! Go!
I told you to stay put!
I like pie.
- You wish up a pie? - You found Fowler!
Rock on!
Bravo, Optimus.
Though this is but a prelude.
You may wish to save your strength for the main event.
You will not prevail, Megatron.
Not while energon still flows through my veins.
Fitting, for is Dark Energon which flows through mine.
If this wasn't Megatron's endgame...
What is?
What happened to you guys anyway?
We engaged an army
of undead cybertronian warriors.
Zombies?
You fought zombies, and I missed it?
Bulkhead...
You exercised extremely poor judment
in allowing the humans to accompany you.
It won't happen again, Optimus.
- I promise. - But it wasn't Bulkhead's fault.
Miko, please!
And check it out. Recon!
Ratchet, have a look.
It could be of importance to Megatron.
Woah, Megatron's back? That's really bad news, right?
I... don't understand.
That's the 'Con who tried to blow Raf away.
At least that's what he looked like
before Bulkhead rearranged his grill.
Miko, Raf was almost killed.
This isn't a game! When are you gonna get that through your thick skull?
Hm... we were all almost killed, Jack.
You, me, Raf... even them!
Well, if this was just an average day with the Autobots...
then I don't wanna be a part of it.
Not anymore.
Jack, putting you in harm's way was never our intent.
However...
It is no longer the safety of you three that is at risk...
...but the safety of all human kind.
We will respect your decision if you wish to leave.
No point in long good-byes. Here's the door.
Come on, Raf.
I'll be OK, Jack. See you at school.
Sure thing.
I know, you don't exist.
Don't make me hunt you down.
Please, Lord Megatron, I meant no-ARHG!
I ordered you to await my command!
And instead, your mindless agenda resulted in the disassembling of my ship!
And the delay of my plans!
My intentions were pure, Master.
I only wanted you to be rid of Optimus.
No one rids me of Optimus Prime but me!
Do you understand?!
DO YOU??!!
Lord Megatron, I will make things right,
I swear!
I know how to set your plans back on course!
Explain, Starscream.
Quickly.
Now I understand why you had to rush home.
Don't you have something more exciting to do, Miko?
So, this is where you hang, uh?
Back home in Tokio I have loving parents and two pure-breed cats,
Tchitchi and Dingdong.
I went to the best school to piano lessons since I was three...
How nice for you.
No, how boring.
It wasn't me.
Why do you think I jumped at the chance of transfer here?
To Jasper, Nevada.
The entertainment capital of the world?
Yeah, well, the brochure lied.
Piano lessons were starting to look pretty good in fact.
But then, the last couple of days happened.
Do you have a point?
You bet.
I saw what you did today. When you saved Raf.
When you came to save me.
I've been raised to be responsible.
To my schoolwork, to my mom, my job...
Dude, hear me out.
You're no fry-cook, you're a rockstar!
Stop trying to pretend you're normal, Jack.
You'll never fit in.
You were born to do so much more.
Thanks, Miko, but I think normal suits me fine.
It can't be...
Optimus!
These are engineering specs
for a space-time vortex generator.
Megatron is building a Space Bridge.
If he hasn't already.
The sooner he leaves, the better.
Bulkhead...
...a Space Bridge runs in two directions.
Megatron may not be using it to leave Earth.
But to bring through his conquering army.
The main event Megatron referred to.
But the only place Megatron could
possibly recruit that many fallen warriors...
Precisely.
Cybertron.
We cannot allow Megatron
to send Dark Energon through his Space Bridge.
If we fail, the dead of Cybertron will rise.
Swarm through its vortex...
and invade Earth.
Bending human kind to Megatron's twisted rule.
Nice bike.
Arcee, really. Miko already tried.
Tell Optimus I respect him big time, but...
if you're at war with the Decepticons...
there's nothing I can do to help.
Optimus didn't send me, and no one's asking for your help.
OK, so, if we both agree that I'm not warrior material...
Jack, I just lost someone I cared about...
maybe it's the grief talking, maybe you're growing on me.
Whatever it is... I'm just not ready to say good-bye.
Optimus, I've pinpointed the location of Megatron's Space Bridge.
High in Earth's orbit.
Out of our reach.
Ok, so you guys don't fly...
but can't you just ground-bridge there?
The Ground Bridge has limited range.
Stretch all the way into orbit its vortex could snap.
And scatter us to the stars.
Since Megatron is likely already in transit,
I'm afraid we must take that risk.
Reaching the Space Bridge first
is our only means of stopping him.
Hey, guess who's back!
Autobots, prepare for departure.
- Where to? - The final frontier.
Space?
I thought they didn't have any way to get there
They don't, really.
Be seen you?
Be careful, 'Bee.
- I'm so jealous. - Don't even think about following me.
Optimus, if you leave me stranded on a planet
teaming with humans, I will never forgive you.
Until we meet again, old friend.
Autobots, roll out!
Maximum overdrive!
Autobots, transform...
...and gravitize.
Don't look down. Or up.
Or left.
So Megatron's packing enough Dark Energon
to raise Cybertron's dead?
And since we don't possess ready means of disabling the Space Bridge,
nothing gets in... or out!
Optimus Prime never disappoints.
Unlike you, Starscream.
No need for concern, Master.
Soundwave is locking on to Cybertron's coordinates...
...per my instructions.
Well, what are they waiting for?
It appears the Decepticons have sustained serious damage
to their interstellar navigation system.
- Uh, that's my handiwork. - Great job, Bulkhead.
Without the dish, Megatron would be unable
to aim the Space Bridge at Cybertron.
Don't the Decepticons know where their own planet is?
Naturally.
But Cybertron is many light years away.
To reach their target,
their aim must be astronomically precise.
If Megatron went to the travel of rendezvousing with his Space Bridge,
he must have an alternate targeting system.
A remote one.
From what I know of Earth's technology,
I doubt there exists a single radio-telescope dish
on this planet powerful enough to pinpoint Cybertron.
What about a whole bunch of linked radio-telescope dishes?
Like the giant sized array in Texas?
Shh! This is not child's play.
Good thinking, Raf.
Ratchet, have agent Fowler
alert the array staff to the security hazard.
You, soldier! You on the uniform!
Put on some pants!
That may be a challenge.
I can't get past the array's firewalls.
They're too thick.
You actually think you could keep the Decepticons out?
Maybe, if I could get in.
W-wait, Raf, what if we could get you all the way in?
Like 'inside-the-building' in?
I could log into their intern network on the other side of the firewall.
The risk is too great, the Decepticons would be there.
Perhaps even on sight.
Optimus, with all due respect...
you said it yourself, this is bigger than the safety of three humans.
Yeah, if we let the 'Cons win,
we are fried, along with everyone else on our planet.
Raf?
I wanna give it a shot.
Surely, Lord Megatron, the Autobots are... up to something.
Reeeaally, Starscream?
Crush them!
Here comes the welcoming committee.
That would take some getting used to.
Security sure is lax on this place.
I'm in.
And so are the Decepticons.
- What?! - How can you tell?
Schematics.
With the same alien math we saw on their ship.
But this time, I can download it.
It's gotta be the Space Bridge.
The Decepticons are syncing it to the dishes
- But I can sync in them. - Would they know?
Even if the Decepticons see that I'm in the system,
they have no idea I'm in the house.
What just happened?
The Decepticons are locking on to Cybertron.
Lord Megatron, the Space Bridge is ready for activation.
Finally!
They're locked on to Cybertron, but not for long.
Indeed, Bumblebee. This can only be Raf's doing.
Starscream! What is happening?
Soundwave! What is happening?
The dishes are heading back towards Cybertron.
I won't let them do that again.
What happens when the 'Cons realize
they are been punk?
It's only virtual combat, you know, like on-line gaming.
Yeah, Jack, what are the 'Cons gonna do?
They're probably like a thousand miles away.
I won't let them lock on again.
You handed it an axe?!
Not good...
Why is he leaving?
He has cut the hard-line.
The dishes are locked on to Cybertron.
For good.
Now, Starscream?
Now.
At last!
Arise, my legion!
So, how do we beat a whole planet of the undead?
Optimus, I'm registering a rapidly expanding mass
in their Space Bridge vortex.
One with a peculiar energy signature.
Dark Energon.
Ratchet, we must destroy the Space Bridge.
There's enough live energon cursing through it
to achieve detonation.
But we lack the firepower to ignite it.
If I knew how the Space Bridge was engineered,
I might find a tactical way of accomplishing that feat.
Hm... would schematics help?
Optimus, I must say...
...the Space Bridge is our sole hope
of ever returning to Cybertron.
Are you certain it's destruction is the only option?
- I am afraid so. - Then by all means...
...let us light our darkest hour.
Autobots, take your positions,
and follow Ratchet's lead.
While I make my stand.
Your fellow Autobots are wise, Optimus.
They know when to retreat.
I hold no illusions about engaging your army, Megatron.
But I might derail it's objective...
...by removing it's head.
Highly unlikely, Optimus, as I am infused of the very might!
One shall stand, one shall fall.
These things are getting closer.
That's bad, right?
Ratchet, we're in position.
Arcee, pay close attention.
Master?
Starscream, what is it?!
I do not wish to question your all-seeing wisdom,
but I believe the Autobots are up to something again.
Beneath your bridge this time.
Ah, misdirection, Optimus? You would had made a fine Decepticon.
I chose my side.
Starscream, my army approaches.
Rendevouz with the Space Bridge for pick-up.
Now follow the line from the flow regulator
to the energon pump. There should be a valve.
I see it.
Good. To turn all that power against itself,
all you need to do is reverse the current.
Current reversed.
Yes! ... Right?
I'll ready the Ground Bridge.
Starscream, where is my ship?!
We would never make it, Lord Megatron.
Don't be a fool! Take flight and retreat!
Optimus, the Ground Bridge is ready and waiting.
Autobots, jump!
My legion...
No...!
Decepticons...
...it is with deep sorrow, that I note for the log...
...Megatron's spark has been extinguished.
All hail Starscream!
Do you... think they're...?
Four life signals.
One vary faint...
Bulkhead!
We lost one this week,
by the Allspark, don't let it be two.
Arcee...
Jack, really...?
There are other motorcycles in the world.
But you're my first.
And Megatron?
Not even he could have survived ground-zero.
Prime!
I didn't get to thank you, 'Bots, for the save.
I owe you one.
We all do.
So... is this the part where you say good-bye and...
and tell us we need to forget we ever saw you?
Without of means of leaving this world...
...we Autobots take strength in the bonds we have forged
with our three young friends.
True warriors.
If not in body...
...then, in spirit.
My name is Optimus Prime,
and I send this message:
though we did not choose to be of Earth,
it would seem that we are here to stay.
If you approach this planet with hostile intent,
know this...
...we will defend ourselves.
We will defend humanity.
We will defend... our home.