The Transformers

Four million years ago,

creatures from the planet Cybertron crash-landed on Earth.

Mechanical creatures of great technical sophistication:

Autobots.

Look out!

Decepticon!

Cliffjumper!

-Cease fire! -And move it!

-Sorry, guys, but it kinda looked like a Decepticon.

Decepticon? Hah!

We sent those oversized tin cans,

to the bottom of the sea months ago!

Yep, Decepticons are gone for good. Right, Optimus?

I wish I could believe that, Ironhide.

The Autobots think they have defeated us...

And yet we survive.

Losing power.

Must... Try...

To communicate with Megatron.

It's our only hope.

Megatron. Planet Cybertron to Megatron .

Are you there, Megatron?

It can't be!

Shockwave, guardian of Cybertron!

Megatron, leader of the Decepticons.

And future ruler of the universe.

Report status.

-Our supply of energon cubes is dangerously low,

but our new intergalactic transport system is almost complete.

-Excellent. We'll suck this Earth planet dry!

-Hey, Ed! Turn your tape player down, will ya?

That's not... huh?

What is it?

Laserbeak, prepare for flight.

Operation: destruction.

-He's firin' at us! -Get out of the way!

-Look out! Comin' through... -Take cover!

Run for it!

-Generators under Decepticon control.

Well done! Begin production of energon cubes!

Wow, you picked up a great beat,

on your super car stereo, Jazz.

You dig it, huh, Spike?

Well, let me rev up the decibels for ya.

Yeah, get down!

Uh-oh, look out!

Oh, no, a traffic jam!

Everybody's leaving the buildings!

Blackout City.

We'd better check in with Autobot Headquarters!

The entire city is losing power.

What could be causing it?

Teletraan, survey the local power stations.

Order acknowledged.

Ah, there's the problem.

The solar power station.

Megatron lives.

Autobots, assemble on the double!

Ironhide.

Ratchet.

Prowl.

Cliffjumper.

Gears.

Hmm. Over half our force is out on patrol.

Uh, Bumblebee reporting for duty.

You're late again.

Autobots, transform!

Roll out for the power station!

Ahh, soon I will have a shipment,

large enough to send to Cybertron.

-Autobots! -Run for cover!

Stand your ground, Decepticons!

Don't worry, Megatron!

I'll get them after I've taken care of you !

Who will take care of me?

I will, Megatron.

Ahh, a pleasure to see you again, Prime.

Good move, Optimus, but--

But... Nothing!

My turn now!

Thanks for the power boost, Prime!

Hurry it up! Those Autobots will be--

A concussion blast!

Back! Move back!

Starscream! Behind you!

Too late, Starscream!

It's never too late, Autobot.

I'll... get... you!

Soundwave.

Prime is target, Soundwave!

Fire!

Optimus!

Aaaaah!

Ratchet! Prowl!

We have what we came for. Let's go!

Until next time, Prime!

Take Ironhide. He's hurt.

But Megatron's getting away!

Ironhide's been hit bad.

We've got to get him back to headquarters fast.

This terminal will have to be totally R and R'd.

R and R'd?

Removed and rebuilt.

Hm. And that rear end assembly looks like it could use looks,

like it could use some old-fashioned blowtorch work to secure it.

Yeah, it sure does.

Uh, that's what you think, Ratchet.

Just keep your clamps off my...

-No more backtalk, or I'll short your mouth circuit.

Why you...

Ol' Ironhide's gonna pull through nicely.

So Megatron got away with all those energon cubes, huh?

-Yes, but he still has to find a way to get 'em back to Cybertron.

And the Decepticons...

they don't have a ship anymore, right?

I don't know, but I suspect they have a plan.

Bumblebee, I want you to spy on the Decepticons.

-Hey, I wanna go along. Can I, Bumblebee?

-Sure. Just leave the drivin' to me.

Sending coordinates.

Coordinates received.

Our new intergalactic transport system,

will establish a space bridge between Earth and Cybertron.

Excellent!

- But! The space bridge will be operable for a maximum of eleven minutes.

We will be ready.

Eh, we're gettin' nowhere fast.

How are we gonna spy on the Decepticons if we can't even find 'em?

Let's drive down into that riverbed.

At least we'll be shaded from the Sun.

You got it.

Decepticons!

Let's see what they're doing.

Prepare for the test run, Shockwave.

The space bridge will open in five seconds.

5...

-Bridge? -To Cybertron?

... 4, 3, 2, 1!

Release test vehicle.

Wow...

Shockwave, report!

Test aborted. No sign of vehicle.

Your space bridge is worthless.

I will find a way to transport the cubes.

You will do nothing!

The vehicle just needs guidance over the space bridge.

We'd better get back to headquarters.

Right!

-I want a volunteer to guide the vehicle over the bridge to Cybertron.

Very well, I shall select a volunteer.

Dig out, Bumblebee!

-Whoooaa! -Whoooaa!

Spies! Destroy them!

Do not harm them!

What?

-They have just volunteered for the next trip over the space bridge.

Load the prisoners!

You should be proud.

-Yes, you will go down in Cybertron history.

-Whether or not you successfully make it over the space bridge.

Megatron to Cybertron.

Come in, Shockwave.

How are we gonna get out of this?

By the skin of our teeth.

I didn't know human teeth had skin.

Activating test run number two.

-Sorry, Spike. It looks like we've run out of time.

So has Megatron! Look!

Test run number two aborted.

When can the bridge be reopened?

3,000 astroseconds.

Three thousand?! This is intolerable!