Come on out!
He is not here.
I don't see him.
( dramatic theme playing )
Not a trace.
How should we proceed?
Sorry, Bee, we got zip.
We'll try locating his signal again.
That might be him near the Alchemor crash site.
But the energy signature's all weird.
Escape, escape, escape.
Has he been out here all night?
This is a new extreme for Fixit's freak-outs.
Found him, Bee.
Treads locked, and he's stuck in a vocal rut.
We'll give him a quick chuck--
( roaring )
♪ Transformers ♪
♪ Robots in disguise ♪
( roars ) ♪ Robots in disguise ♪
( roaring )
( tense theme playing )
Escape, escape, escape, escape, escape.
Hey! Oh, come on, fur-face, we don't want any trouble.
( roaring )
FIXIT: Escape, escape.
( grunting )
( screams )
( grunts )
JETSTORM: Excuse us, giant hairy creature.
May we match our combat skills against yours?
( roaring )
( grunts )
I offer you this opportunity to surrender.
( roars ) ( grunting )
The creature does not appear interested
in your kind offer, Jetstorm. ( bear roaring )
( tense theme playing )
( grunts )
Now that I have its attention, perhaps I can
direct the creature to teach itself a lesson.
( roaring )
( panting )
( grunts ) ( bear groans )
( groaning )
Whoo! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Jetstorm!
What would Master Drift say about such a celebration?
( laughs )
Humble apologies, Slipstream.
SIDESWIPE: Ugh, I hope you're not apologizing
for saving my bacon, short-stuff,
'cause my bacon does not mind.
Let's grab Fixit before Yogi comes back.
Escape, escape.
( metal creaks )
Hello, Sideswipe.
What are you doing so far from the Scrapyard?
The question is, why were you out here?
And why were you repeating the word "escape"?
I give up. Why?
I don't know. It's not a riddle, Fixit.
I'm trying to find out... Never mind.
We'll talk about it back at base.
Bumblebee!
Sideswipe taught me a hilarious new riddle.
I didn't--
Why was I at the Alchemor, repeating the word "escape"?
I give up. Why?
I don't know! Ha, ha, ha!
( laughs )
Wait, what?
( laughing ): Sideswipe!
Sir, Fixit's glitches are getting worse.
If he suffers one at the wrong time,
some bot could get hurt.
Like me. By a bear.
( sighs ): We've been aware Fixit was damaged since we found him.
I should have done something about it before now.
Shoo! I'm fine! Shoo!
You're not fine, Fixit. You need repair.
I do not need despair-- eclair-- repair!
There are a few gaps in my memory banks,
but some degeneration in the processors
is normal for a Mini-Con of my experience.
He means he's old.
I prefer "seasoned."
You're injured, and we need you at your best,
or the team can't be at its best.
I learned that the hard way, Fixit.
Slipstream, Jetstorm, your digits are the right size.
Will you perform a diagnostic on Fixit?
It will be an honor. And a thrill.
I have wished to crack open and see the inside of...
( Drift clears throat )
We will be most careful.
Excuse me, no offense, but...
I'd prefer if the test was performed by Denny Clay.
Me? I don't know how
to diagnose robots from other planets.
Or robots from this planet.
Do not sell yourself short, Denny Clay.
You have worked extensively beside me
on Cybertronian technology, like the Decepticon Hunter,
and if you can fix the bubbler on a nukebox,
I'm certain you can fix me.
Nukebox?
He means jukebox.
I trust you, Denny Clay.
I'm flattered,
but I need to do some research first.
( dramatic theme playing )
Progress?
Well, it turns out all bots
have some internal features in common.
Like a cognitive hooray-- beret-- array,
and the data banks detail a repair protocol.
If I can fix the array, well...
Fixit will be fixed.
Emphasis on "if."
I know you can do it, Dad,
and so does Fixit.
( dramatic theme playing )
( crash )
LEFTY: Boss!
Unh! Oh!
Did you hear that?
Nothing. Anyway, I'd never let a bot
or human near my works.
Not even me? What if you were hurt?
And I could help?
Don't pout, Big Bot.
It's not like I think it's gonna happen.
But if it did, you don't think I could help?
Oh, for crying out loud, that's not what I meant.
What did you mean?
Just forget I ever said anything.
I'd want you to help me. All I'm sayin'.
( Fixit powers down )
Okay, Fixit's deactivated. Let's do this.
Flathead screwdriver.
( dramatic theme playing )
I've exposed the control array.
Once I do this, there's no going back.
Needle-nose pliers.
Most delicate.
To think that one tiny slip, one missed connection...
Could reduce Fixit to the usefulness
of a coffee grinder.
Okay. You, you, out.
You can do it, Dad.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( sighs )
( Fixit revs ) Aah!
Should he be waking up?
No.
I hope I didn't hit something I shouldn't have.
Guys, Fixit's awake.
So soon?
Hey, Fixit, how are you feeling?
( whirring )
Wait, why are his eyes red?
Suspected escapees are subject to forcible deactivation.
Surrender or be destroyed.
( dramatic theme playing )
I was not aware Fixit was so well equipped.
Neither were we.
Neither was he.
Suspected escapees are subject
to forcible restraint and deactivation.
Does Fixit think we might be Decepticons?
( Jetstorm and Slipstream groaning )
( grunts ) This way!
BUMBLEBEE: Keep moving! Don't be a sitting duck!
( tense theme playing )
Fixit is no longer pursuing.
Then what is he doing?
( Fixit whirring )
Try not to hurt him. This isn't Fixit's fault.
Huh? Uhh!
Nice tackle.
Don't worry, I'm fine.
What's with all the...
( imitates explosions and gunfire )
Fixit blew a fuse. It's my fault.
It is not!
Sir, remember the armed guard Bots
that attacked in that sunken ship?
The ones that looked like early versions of Fixit?
Fixit's certainly acting more like those Bots
than a caretaker Bot.
What if Fixit was never just a caretaker Bot,
but a guard and caretaker Bot all along?
If there was a breakout on the Alchemor,
it wouldn't make sense to have only a caretaker Bot on board.
Fixit would be toast.
So he forgot his security guard programming
and all about his weaponry in the crash?
It's possible.
Dad, you did fix him.
Well, part of him, at least.
Yeah, the part that wants to vaporize all of us.
Look, we need to move.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( grunting )
We must destroy Fixit. There is no other choice.
What? No! We can fix him.
Before he considers Crown City
and sees a million escapees to be deactivated?
We're not destroying Fixit. He's our friend.
We'll get close enough to temporarily deactivate Fixit,
then Denny can restore him.
Me?
You'll integrate his programming sets
so that Fixit can function as both caretaker and guard.
He'll be an asset to us in the field
and here in the Scrapyard.
I am not going near Fixit.
He trusted me, and I messed him up.
Dad, you didn't know this would happen.
No one did.
You're still Fixit's best hope.
Come on. It's all of us against one Mini-Con.
How hard could it be?
Fixit ( over P.A. ): Measure four defense systems deployed and activating.
Suspected escapees will surrender at once.
Measure four systems? Those don't sound too dangerous.
( weapons arming )
( dramatic theme playing )
Scatter!
( all grunt )
Uh-oh!
Aw, blimey.
Good work, mate.
Let's take advantage of this kick up.
And let's grab some souvenirs of our time here before we go.
( dramatic theme playing )
All this new equipment,
these turrets and field projectors,
where did they come from?
I might have, you know, helped Fixit
store some gear he couldn't identify here and there.
What? How was I supposed to know?
Strongarm, we'll charge Fixit.
While he focuses on the two of us,
Drift and the Minis will flank him.
Grim and Sideswipe, circle around.
Denny and Russell, maintain cover.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( both grunt )
Ah! Containment field! Drift, stay alert!
( grunting )
"Alert" is my baseline status.
( grunts )
( both grunt )
( dramatic theme playing )
Hey, an actual escaped prisoner!
Hunh! Where you going with our Energon, Chop Shop?
Beggin' your pardon, lads.
( Sideswipe groans ) ( Grimlock growls )
I'm gonna put you back together so I can tear you apart!
Wait, if Chop Shop's out,
and Fixit only suspects us of being fugitives...
Russell!
Fixit! Fixit!
Fixit, wait.
We're not the ones you're looking for.
See? No Decepticon symbol.
But an actual Decepticon has escaped,
and he's the one you should be trying to...
( alarm blaring )
...take down.
( tense theme playing )
Suspected collaborators must surrender immediately.
This may not have been your best idea ever, son.
Fixit! Look!
( dramatic theme playing )
Uh-oh!
All resources diverted to pursuit
of confirmed Decepticon Chop Shop.
Sideswipe! Grab him!
( grunts )
Sideswipe! Grab Fixit!
( grunts then groans )
Don't say it.
( dramatic theme playing )
Huh?
( weapons firing )
Crikey!
( dramatic theme playing )
( grunts )
Not so fast.
Gonna need a bigger roadblock, Copper!
Ow!
( groans )
( dramatic theme playing )
Fixit, there's no threat anymore!
Decepticon Chop Shop ignored order and must be deactivated...
forcibly.
( Bumblebee grunting )
Oh, wow, you're stronger than I would've guessed!
( dramatic theme playing )
( metal clatters ) ( Transformers grunt )
Yaah!
( all groaning )
Decepticon Chop Shop ignored order
and must be deactivated forcib--
( powering down )
Sorry, pal.
Progress report, Denny?
Well, I'm not crying yet.
Not on you. On--
( Fixit powers up )
Fixit?
( dramatic theme playing )
Huh, I just had a very strange dream.
You were there, Bee.
Strongarm and Russell, too.
Fixit, in your dream,
were there pulse cannons in the Scrapyard?
Maybe containment field projectors?
What would we need those for?
Thank you, Denny Clay.
I feel like a million credits.
Sure thing, bud.
Although I'm not sure I fixed anything.
Sweet Solus Prime, what happened?
This mess is a place!
You all have no respect for order.
( sighs ): All that insanity,
and he's right back where he started.
That's just fine with me.
If we cannot repair Fixit,
it would behoove us to access and repair
the defense systems he created.
See what you can do.
( dramatic theme playing )
Optimus! Bumblebee,
each day I learn more
about the evil that approaches Earth.
You must be prepared.
Prepared for what?
I am not certain, but I know this:
when the time comes, I shall need you as never before.
You can count on all of us, of course, but...
Optimus?
( dramatic theme playing )