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Transformers: Animated

2007–09 TV series
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For other uses of "Transformers", see Transformers.

Transformers Animated is one of several animated television infomercial series marketing the Transformers toy line to children. There are three seasons so far in the Transformers universe.

Contents

Season OneEdit

Transform and Roll Out, Part 1Edit

Transform and Roll Out, Part 2Edit

Transform and Roll Out, Part 3Edit

Home Is Where the Spark IsEdit

Blast from the PastEdit

Thrill of the HuntEdit

Total MeltdownEdit

Prowl: [to Bumblebee] Next time, use your head. Find your foe's weakness and strike there.
Bulkhead: If you can reach it.
Bumblebee: Oh, right. I get it. Cause I'm short.
Bulkhead: What? I'm just bustin' your bumpers a little, buddy.
Bumblebee: Why does it have to be 'little buddy?' Why can't it just be 'buddy'?
Ratchet: What's with him?
Bulkhead: Ah, he's just mad cause he came up a little short.
[Ratchet, Bulkhead and Sari laugh]
Bumblebee: Okay, now, you're doing it on purpose!
Ratchet: I'd like to run some more tests. It should only take a few hours.
Bumblebee: That long?
Bulkhead: His attention span is short, too.
Bumblebee: I heard that!
Prowl: Apparently, so is his fuse.
Bulkhead: Ooh, the ninjabot gets in a good one!
Ratchet: Who knew he had it in him?
Bumblebee: Yeah, aren't you supposed to be the strong, silent type? Emphasis on the silent.


Sumdac: Prometheus, why are you doing this?
Meltdown: Because you're a fraud!
Meltdown: I am smarter, better-looking, and more educated than you, and yet, everything you touch turns to gold! While everything I touch...
[Statue melts, and Meltdown throws it out through a window]
Meltdown: Just...look at me. I'm a freak! But I refuse to be beaten by some simpering nerd who merely got lucky!

NanosecEdit

"I'm kinda new to this planet, but I believe you're supposed to pay for those things before you run off with them."

Optimus Prime holding Nanosec after he robs the warehouse


"Couldn't I just ask your Autobot friends to help?"
"NO! I…do not wish them to see me in this weakened state."

Megatron tells Isaac Sumdac the absolute truth, for once. Sort of.

Bumblebee: Turbo boosters! Suh-weet!
Optimus Prime: You're not actually thinking of hooking these things up to yourself, are you?
Bumblebee: Oh, of course not! I was gonna ask the doc-bot to do it for me.
Ratchet: Have you got your processor up your exhaust port? These things are untested, incompatible—
Sari: And totally wicked fast!

—Bumblebee gets a few mixed signals.


Prowl: The point of this exercise is to blend into your environment
Bumblebee: Oh, right! 'Cause nothing says 'blend' like a motorcycle driving itself."
[Prowl generates a hologram of a policeman driver for himself]
Prowl: Happy?

—Houston, we have Moustache Man sighting.


"You know, there might be another way to get that turbo booster upgrade."
"But, Prime's orders—"
"Were to catch Nanosec. He didn't say HOW."

Sari plays the little devil on Bumblebee's shoulder.

"What is this stuff? Are you nuts?"
"Negative friction lubricant [transforms] and technically, I'm nuts, bolts, and armored plating."

-Nanosec gets schooled by Optimus Prime

Bumblebee: You ROCK!
Sari: No, YOU rock!
Bumblebee: No, YOU rock!
Sari: No, YOU rock!
Bumblebee: I said YOU rock!
Sari: I said YOU rock!
Bumblebee: YOU rock!
Sari: YOU rock!

—Mercifully, the exchange ends here.


"How do you suppose this Nanosec fellow got hold of my experimental turbo suit?"
"I suspect it was an inside job."

—Delightfully layered-meaning dialog between Professor Sumdac and Megatron

Along Came a SpiderEdit

Bumblebee: [Bad Slavic accent] Velcome. I am Count Dracubot. I vant to drink your motor oil.
Bulkhead: Hey, guys! I finally found something big enough for my ghost costume.
[Fumes surround his feet, causing Sari to cough]
Sari: Bulkhead, where did you get that sheet?<>
Bulkhead: It was just draped over some house. Weird place for a bed sheet, huh?
Sari: Oh, that's not a bedsheet. That's a fumigation tent.
Bulkhead: Really…? What's a fumigation tent?
[As well as the fumes, Bulkhead's feet are now covered in dead cockroaches.]

Sari: Optimus! Check out my costume!
[Camera reveals that Sari is Optimus Prime]
Sari: [Imitating Optimus] Oh, look at me. I'm Optimus Prime. I'm scared of spiders.
[Bumblebee and Bulkhead chuckle]
Optimus: That's not what I sound like—is it?
Bumblebee: Last chance to join us, Boss Bot.
Optimus: Thanks, but I'll pass. Just be careful out there, all right?
Sari: Don't worry. I'll keep these two out of trouble. [Imitating Optimus] Transform and roll out!
[Optimus gives Sari a look]
Sari: Couldn't resist.

Sound and FuryEdit

Bumblebee: Here it comes!
Bulkhead: Swing it! Give it the old Bulkhead treatment, Sari!
Optimus: Why exactly is she swinging at a colorful animal?
Ratchet: Smack it! Smack it already!
Bulkhead: Hold on, Sari, I'll help! I don't even need a bat.
Prowl: This will not end well….

Soundwave: I am Soundwave! I am Decepticon! The revolution begins now!

Lost and FoundEdit

Hothead Blitzwing: Careful, you copper-clad klutz! You stepped in something!
Random Blitzwing: But with a few dancing lessons, you'll be light on your stabilizing servos like me. Cha cha cha.
Lugnut: Silence, Blitzwing! I did not follow this beacon halfway across the galaxy for dancing lessons! This was Megatron's ship!
Random Blitzwing: Ahaha, Starscream never did have a knack for parking.

Hothead Blitzwing: These can't be those miserable Autobots, they're far too small.
Random Blitzwing: But look at that one! It's big, it's bold, it's sassy!
Lugnut: You! What have you done with our beloved leader Megatron? Talk!

Icy Blitzwing: The Autobots have called in reinforcements. Perhaps we should lay low until we can determine their strength and numbers.
Lugnut: I will not hide. I will stand proudly and shout Megatron's name to the heavens!
Megatron: Oh, for spark's sake...

Optimus: We'll have to repair our ship and move the AllSpark off this planet.
Bulkhead: We can't just pick up and go. She'll understand.

Survival of the FittestEdit

Bulkhead: Hanging out. Teaching her ninja nerve blows. Watching cartoons.
Fanzone: Hold up? What was that again?
Bulkhead: Watching cartoons.
Fanzone: No before that.
Bulkhead: Teaching her ninja nerve blows.
Fanzone: You're teaching an eight-year-old to do nerve blows?
Ratchet: You want her to pick it up in the street?
Prowl: This is part of every protoform's elemental programming.
Fanzone: Say what?
Bulkhead: Yeah, it's not like we're having her fight Decepticons.

HeadmasterEdit

Isaac Sumdac: Mr. Masterson! I have told my staff time and again: we do not make military robots or headmaster units that takeover other military robots for...more military things!

Optimus Prime: I'm afraid I don't see the logic in trying to reproduce an image with such primitive tools.
Prowl: I believe it's more about creating something from one's imagination, like this one for instance.
Bulkhead: Actually, that was an accident I had with Ratchet's blow torch.
Ratchet: You ask me, it's all a waste of time. No 'bot ever saved anyone with art.

Nature CallsEdit

Bumblebee: At least I can get this junk out of me. I was feeling kinda bloated.
[Electronic devices suddenly fall out of him, Prowl gives him a look]
Bumblebee: What? You said to pack the bare essentials!
Prowl: Since when are surround-sound speakers, a strobe light, and a hand-held media player "bare essentials?"
Bumblebee: You should've seen what I left back at the plant.
Prowl: Where did you even find room for all of this junk?
[Bumblebee taps his fingers uncomfortably]
Bumblebee: I'd... rather not say.

Bumblebee: Hey! Why don't you pick on someone your own size?!
[Creature swipes at Bumblebee and Sari]
Bumblebee: Okay. Maybe we're a little unclear on the concept of "your own size".
Sari: Maybe you should stop talking logic to a creature that has no head!

Bumblebee: Attention, barnacle monster! Come out with your hands over your...well, you don't have a head. But you get the idea.

Sari: And then, they were back to normal, like nothing ever happened. Meanwhile, I'm stuck riding home with no dry clothes and an Autobot whose car mode doesn't have a heater!
[Sari sneezes]
Optimus: You showed a lot of courage and ingenuity, Sari. And hopefully, you'll stop...backfiring soon.
Sari: Hel-lo, it's called "sneezing".
[Sari sneezes, then blows her nose]
Bumblebee: I don't even wanna know what that's called.

Megatron Rising, Part IEdit

Lugnut: And the universe will rejoice! All hail your grand and glorious return!
Starscream: Okaaay, what's his malfunction?
Icy Blitzwing: Technical glitch. It happens.
Random Blitzwing: A lot, actually! Ahahahaha!
Lugnut: It is not a glitch! It is Megatron, and he commands us to deliver him the Key!
Starscream: Megatron...?! Did you just say Megatron?! Did he just say MEGATRON?! THERE IS NO MEGATRON! MEGATRON IS OFFLINE! TERMINATED! I DID IT MYSEL—saw it myself.

Optimus Prime:The fate of the Earth and Cybertron hang in the balance and all I've got in my command are a bunch of undisciplined, insubordinate MALFUNCTIONS!"

Hothead Blitzwing: The Key, Autobot!
Ratchet: You'll have to pry it from my cold, offline servo. >
[Blitzwing switches to his icy face, freezes Ratchet, then switches to his random face]
Random Blitzwing: Well, it's not exactly offline, but— [Rips off Ratchet's arm] —it's certainly cold. Ahahahaha!

"YOU INTERRUPTED MY SPEECH!"

Starscream seriously freaks out when Bumblebee shoots him.

Megatron Rising, Part 2Edit

Megatron: Ah, Starscream. How fitting to have you by my side as I finally take my revenge on the one responsible for my fifty stellar cycles of helplessness and humiliation. (Megatron aims his cannon at Optimus, then kills Starscream with the key) Does anyone else have a problem with my leadership?
Random Blitzwing: Uh, no, we're fine.
Lugnut: NEVER!

—Megatron quickly reestablishes the Decepticon pecking order.


Isaac: Oh dear, this is all my fault!
Sari: What? It's not like you built Megatron in your lab or anything.
[Isaac Sumdac looks away and uncomfortably taps his fingers]
Sari: YOU BUILT MEGATRON IN YOUR LAB?!
Ratchet: On the bright side, now I don't feel so bad about losing your Key.

—One of several awkward moments in this episode for Isaac Sumdac.


"If we go down, we go down fighting. Together. And I can't think of a better band of Autobots I'd be prouder to fight alongside."
"Not even the Cybertron Elite Guard? Because I sure wouldn't mind having them here now."

Optimus Prime prepares to fight and die while Bumblebee would rather fight and live.

Ratchet: Electromagnetic pulse!
(Ratchet and Bumblebee's magnet and stingers join forces)
Icy Blitzwing: Curious, my electrical systems have gone offline. Which means...
Random Blitzwing: I'M FALLING!!! WAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Blitzwing should have think of that earlier


Bumblebee: So what do we do now? Wait for him to turn back into a tank and crash like last time?
Ratchet: Nobody gets that lucky twice.
Prowl: Perhaps we can make our own luck. I've noticed a connection between Blitzwing's multiple personalities and his vehicle modes. We can use that weakness against him...but it will require using Bumblebee's greatest strength.
Bumblebee: What, my stingers? My turbo-speed?
Prowl: Your obnoxious personality.

Prowl nails friend and foe alike with ninja precision.

Bumblebee: Hey, Blitzbrain! Is that your jet mode, or did your pal Lugnut dump out some spare parts? ...How come you have three faces? Couldn't decide which was the ugliest? ...And who uses ice as a weapon? What are you? A refrigerator?
Hothead Blitzwing: You want heat? I'll give you more than you can handle! [Transforms into a tank and promptly falls] Oh, slag! Not AGA-! [Crashes through the ice]

— Hothead Blitzwing is his own worst enemy.


"You all fought like Autobots! I can't tell you how proud I am of each and every one of you."
"Go on, tell us. We can take it!"

Optimus Prime praises the Autobots while Bumblebee showcases his recently discussed "greatest strength".


"I trust you are comfortable in your chair!"

Megatron to Isaac Sumdac. The choice of furniture was destined to come back to haunt him.

Season 2Edit

The Elite GuardEdit

"What kind of screwloose planet IS this?!"

—Between broken bridges and now Dinobots, Sentinel Prime isn't having a good day.


Bulkhead: It's no good! These things are rolling off the assembly line faster than I can smash 'em!
Jazz: Is it always like this on this crazy planet?
Prowl: Pretty much.

Sentinel Prime: I think you've done enough, Optimus! I'll make sure you're tried for high treason for destroying the AllSpark! Now come with me! [Shoves Sentinel aside] Sentinel Prime: That wasn't a request. That's a DIRECT ORDER, Optimus!
Optimus Prime: It's Optimus PRIME. I may be an Elite Guard washout and a glitch-detail flunky, but the last time I checked, you and I still had equal rank. SO, Sentinel PRIME, take your order AND your condescending attitude, and STICK IT IN YOUR HARD DRIVE! You're on MY TURF now!


"Definitely appears to be a fragment of the AllSpark. Apparently, your story about dispersing it may not be so far-fetched after all."
"But sir, you can't honestly believe that. He's a lying, insubordinate crankshaft."
"He may be a little rough around the edges, but in the heat of battle, Optimus Prime exhibited the qualities of a true leader: strategic thinking, determination, and above all, loyalty. Something you could stand to learn a thing or two about, Sentinel Prime."

Ultra Magnus lets Sentinel Prime know how much of an Auto-Ass he is.

The Return of the HeadmasterEdit

"Whoa, hey! Check it! Major cribbage! And it's mine. It's all mine!"

Masterson, who is surprisingly okay with the fact that his new "facilities" are frilly, lacy, and painted pink.


"This is why I hate machines...especially arrogant, full-of-themselves machines!"

Captain Fanzone, also saying what we're all thinking.


Optimus: Sentinel, we should scramble our comlink frequencies in case the Decepticons are listening in!
Sentinel: What you should do is stick within the scope of your programming. If I need a trash can emptied or a floor mopped, I'll call on my buddy Optimus Prime. Or should I say...Maintenance Prime? Hahahaha!
[Sentinel turns and walks away; Optimus does the same]
Optimus: 'Maintenance Prime'...then I'll just call you 'Pompous Gas-Bag Prime'. Yeah...that's what I should have said.

Optimus Prime and Sentinel Prime match wits. Somehow, Optimus loses.


Sentinel: Uhhh, Optimus. Tell the organic Fanzone that he can send his police force home. It's a false alarm.
Optimus: How do you know?
Sentinel: I just know, okay?! Now I need you to come to my position. ALONE. And promise me one more thing...
Optimus: What?
Sentinel: That you won't laugh!
[Optimus looks around the rubble for Sentinel]
Optimus: Sentinel? Where are you?
Sentinel: [quietly] Look down...
[Optimus looks down to see Sentinel's head severed from his body]
Optimus: [lets out a hearty laugh]
Sentinel: You promised you wouldn't laugh!


Bumblebee: Just because you don't have a tutor bot anymore doesn't mean you have to stop learning. Bulkhead: Right. We can teach you.> Bumblebee: So, class, today's lesson is regarding...um...well, stuff, and how it works. Any questions? Sari: Yeah. Why is there no record of my existence? Bumblebee: Okay...a little bit outside the lesson plan. Professor Bulkhead, your thoughts?
Bulkhead: Maybe she came here from another planet in some kinda egg and crashed on Sumdac's doorstep.
Bumblebee: Or a portal could have opened and she fell through from another dimension.
Bulkhead: Or maybe she's really a robot.
Bumblebee: Or maybe Sumdac found her in a cabbage patch.
Bulkhead: Or that stork thing.

—Professors Bumblebee and Bulkhead have obviously been visiting the fan forums...

Mission AccomplishedEdit

"You dare strike ME, Megatron? After all my loyal stellar cycles of—wh-wu-wait, where is everybody? How did I get here? I'm not picking up any Decepticon energy signatures... not even my own. I'm too young be offline!"

—On coming back from the dead, Starscream's speech-making tendencies outweigh his observational skills.

Fanzone: Why me?
Bumblebee: You're tops on the list of all the humans we know personally.
Bulkhead: Although, it is kind of a short list.
Prowl: And it does include Prometheus Black and Nanosec.
Bumblebee: But still, you're number one!

—The Autobots try to get Captain Fanzone to adopt Sari. They need to work on their sales pitch.


"Ah, if it isn't my old pal Megatron. And by 'old pal,' I mean the piece of scum who tried to INCINERATE ME INTO OBLIVION!"
"Starscream. You're alive."
"What's the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost. Well, maybe you have!"

Starscream and Megatron


"Is that the best you can do, Starscream?! And to think you actually believed you could take over as leader of the Decepticons. You couldn't lead a parade."

Megatron gives Starscream a hint.


"Fellow Decepticons, take heed! Your leader, Megatron, still lives! Though we remain dispersed throughout the far reaches of the galaxy, exiled from our true home, we are all still Decepticons, united by a common purpose. The time has come for us to put aside our differences and act as one under my undisputed leadership. Only then can we cast off the shackles of Autobot oppression. Working together, we can raise up our glorious empire once more, and crush all who stand in our way!"

Megatron has a good speechwriter


"PREPARE TO FACE THE WRATH OF-uh-what am i doing down here? and why is my spark chamber empty? *Gasps* maybe i really am a ghost! or maybe something else is keeping me online."

Starscream realizes that he's immortal


"I think I need another approach."

Starscream, after several failures to destroy Megatron


"When are you going to get it through your thick processor? There are no Decepticons on this planet! So keep your audio unit shut or I'll do it for you." [brandishes stasis cuffs]
[beat] "I'd like to see you try, you worthless crankshaft!"
"THAT'S IT!" [ten seconds later] "You put me in stasis lock?!"

Sentinel Prime, owned by Optimus Prime yet again.


(after his 'exploding train' trap has failed)
Starscream: No! This day couldn't possibly get any worse! (sees Megatron hovering in front of him) I stand corrected.

Sentinel: Optimus Prime, you are under arrest for assaulting an Elite Guard officer. Add that to the other list of charges against you, and you can kiss your career goodbye. Do you have anything to say for yourself?

Optimus:...Incoming!
[Starscream crashes from high altitude into the ground.]
Sentinel: WHAT IS THAT THING?!
Optimus: Oh, that's right, you've never seen one up close. It's called...a Decepticon.


"Yeesh, Optimus, think you could have drawn that one out any longer?"
"You're welcome, Sentinel."

Sentinel Prime and Optimus Prime, same old song and dance.

Garbage In, Garbage OutEdit

"Stasis lock itself could not deter me from your grand and glorious plan, oh wise and noble Megatron!"
[Left optic twitches] "Just...go..."

Lugnut's blind worship can be too much even for Megatron sometimes.


"I don't suppose you can tell me what I am, funny green man?"
"You are...my partner-in-crime. They call me Angry Archer!"
"They call me 'worthless-wreck-walking-pile-of-garbage'!"
"Oh, really? Bit of a mouthful. Perhaps we should just call you 'Wreck-Gar' for short."

Angry Archer, Renaissance Man, does some on-the-spot dubbing.


[The Autobots are stuck in traffic]
Ratchet: Move it, already! Don't you humans have anything better to do?!
Sari: You should really try to be more patient with people.
Ratchet: I'd be a lot more patient with them...if they'd GET OUT OF MY WAY!

—Ratchet shows that road rage is alive and well in the 22nd century.


Bumblebee: [To Wreck-Gar] What are you? [To Sari] What is he?
Sari: I don't know, but he's givin' off a ton of AllSpark energy.
Wreck-Gar: I am Wreck-Gar! I give off a ton of AllSpark energy!
Bumblebee: So, what, an AllSpark fragment just brought a junk pile to life and made some new kind of Autobot?!
Wreck-Gar: I am Wreck-Gar! I am some new kind of Autobot?!
Ratchet: Listen up, scrapheap. You're not an Autobot, and you never will be an Autobot. You're only good for one thing...GARBAGE!
Wreck-Gar: I am Wreck-Gar! I am only good for one thing...GARBAGE! I must deliver garbage to all! [transforms and rolls out]

— Ratchet's lack of people skills backfires again.


Lugnut: Are you an Autobot?
Wreck-Gar: I am Wreck-Gar! I am not an Autobot and never will be an Autobot!
Lugnut: Ah! Then you must be a Decepticon!
Wreck-Gar: I am Wreck-Gar! I...must be a Decepticon!
[Wreck-Gar places a Decepticon badge on his chest]
Lugnut: Aah, ALL HAIL MEGATRON!
Wreck-Gar: All hail Megatron! Uh...w-what's a 'Megatron'?

— Wreck-Gar makes a new friend.


"You glitch-head! You're gonna destroy the whole city! You wouldn't dare do something THAT stupid!"
"I am Wreck-Gar! I dare to be stupid! I will destroy the whole city!

Ratchet and Wreck-Gar. Yes, but does he count his chickens before they hatch?


"Well, whaddaya know. They like me. They really like me! Guess I got a way with words."

Ratchet, discovering what we've known all along.

VelocityEdit

Fanzone: I've been after them for weeks. They're part of an underground racing circuit.
Bulkhead: You mean they race in tunnels?
Fanzone: Underground as in illegal. As in they race in the streets and don't care who gets hurt.
Bulkhead: That's not what Sari told me.
Optimus: What purpose does this street race serve?
Fanzone: Eh, what else? They get a couple a' million pay-per-view customers for their pirate broadcasts, then it's "cha-ching cha-ching", big bucks.

—Captain Fanzone introduces the Autobots to the seedy world of underground racing.


Bumblebee: Lighten up, Bulkhead. We're supposed to be the fun bots, remember?
Bulkhead: Yeah, but we still gotta set a good example. She looks up to us.
Bumblebee: Hello, she looks up to everybody.
Sari: HEY!

—Bumblebee should be more sensitive about size issues.


"Hey...you know that's comin' out of my paycheck."

Captain Fanzone manages to see the down side of being saved before Blitzwing destroyed his car.


[referring to Bumblebee's vehicle mode]
"How come your interior's so much cleaner than mine?"
"Hmm, maybe 'cause it's not on fire?"

Captain Fanzone gets zinged by Sari.


Blitzwing (Hothead): Why can't I control myself?!
Blitzwing (Random): Not zat I ever could! AHAHAHA!

—Blitzwing while under the remote's influence.


"Oh, dizzy. Not liking the dizzy."

Random Blitzwing


"Well, that's the trouble with bending the rules—cough—they usually snap right back in your face."

—Lessons in life from Captain Fanzone


Hothead Blitzwing: Never give up!
Icy Blitzwing: Never surrender!
Random Blitzwing: NEVER MIND!!
[Blitzwing swerves off into a nearby building]

—Blitzwing and the mysterious racer play a game of Chicken.

Rise of the ConstructiconsEdit

[Scrapper bangs his shovel into Mixmaster]
Mixmaster: Hey, watch where you're pointing that thing, shovel-head!
Scrapper: Who you calling "shovel-head", cement-breath?!
Mixmaster: My name ain't "cement-breath", okay? It's...it's...uh...
Scrapper: Your little name tag says "Mixmaster".
Mixmaster: Nah, that's too long. Just call me "Mix".
Scrapper: All right, you got it, Mix. And you can call me...
[Sees a sign that says "SCRAP"]
Scrapper: ...Scrap.
Mixmaster: All right, that's too short. How 'bout "Scrapper"?
Scrapper: I like it.


Scrapper: So, uh, what do we do now?
Mixmaster: Duh, we, like, build things. Alright?
[Mixmaster transforms to robot mode]
Scrapper: Uh, Mix? You're buildin' things out of yourself.
[Scrapepr does the same]
Mixmaster: Yo, Scrapper! You're doing it too!
Scrapper: Uh, we couldn't do that before, right?.
Mixmaster: What, talk, think, move by ourselves? I don't think so. We couldn't do any of that stuff before.".
Scrapper: Do you think that this is happening for, like, a reason?
Mixmaster: Uh, yeah.
[A red car speeds by.]
Mixmaster: Whoa! Check out the chassis on that one, huh?
Scrapper: And those tight little tailpipes! Yo, baby, over here!
Mixmaster: Yeah, I like it when they play hard to get.
[They transform and speed off.]

—The Constructicons contemplate their new-found existence but quickly throw it out the window when red cars are concerned.


"Hey, those don't grow back overnight!"

Sari loses her pigtails. Of course, they're back by next episode.


Mixmaster: You okay, bro?
Hothead Blitzwing: DO I LOOK OKAY?! Random Blitzwing: Or do these wing struts make me look fat?


[Lugnut prepares to use his punch] [Lugnut falls back into mine, where his punch backfires]]
Lugnut:...I'm okay.


Mixmaster: "You tricked us! You Decepticons are the scum o' the universe!"
Megatron: "...Whaaat? Who told you that?"
Scrapper: "Our friend Bulkhead."
Megatron: "And you believed him?"
Mixmaster: "Well, sure, he's our friend."
Megatron: "And did your friend tell you how his Autobot kind have oppressed us? Driven us from our rightful home? Oh, they may come across as complete imbeciles, but Autobots are cunning, ruthless, unforgiving."
Mixmaster: "Okay, like, this is too confusin' for me."
Megatron: "Then why don't I explain everything over a few barrels of oil?"
Mixmaster and Scrapper: [faces light up] "Oil?!"

—Seduction of the stupid.


"The Autobots' oil tastes like water next to this stuff!"
"It's my private blend."

Mixmaster discovers that Megatron's an oil connoisseur.


Bulkhead: But...I thought we were friends.
Mixmaster: We are friends, Bulky, that's why we ain't gonna hurt you, okay? Long as you hand over whatever bits you got of the...th-...what did he call it again?
Scrapper: Uh, SparkAll? AllSpark, AllSpark.
Optimus: Over my offline body!
Mixmaster: Aghh—you know what? I have had enough of this dipstick-in-the-mud!
[Mixmaster shoves Prime back]
Bumblebee: Hey! He's our dipstick!
Ratchet: And nobody pushes him around!

—The Autobots defend the honor of their Prime...and fail miserably.

A Fistful of EnergonEdit

[Ratchet and Prime are communicating with Prowl and Bulkhead over the radio]
Ratchet: Prowl, any sign of the Dinobots?
Prowl: Negative, Ratchet. I'm starting to think those reports of rampages were nothing but exaggeration.
Optimus: We're not taking any chance, Prowl. That's why I had Ratchet lend you his EMP generator and those stasis cuffs.
Prowl: Still, I hardly think they're necessary. The Dinobots are territorial, but if left alone, they're perfectly happy.
[Grimlock roars, then runs out of the forest, charging the Autobots]
Bulkhead: He doesn't look too happy to me!

—The Autobots are Dinobot hunting...and things are not going well.


"Me Grimlock...better."

Grimlock after Bulkhead removes the spike, but before he passes out.


"I'm afraid Sari and Bumblebee left on an important fact-finding mission this morning. To someplace called... 'Five Banners Roller Coaster Kingdom'."

Optimus Prime gets duped.


"Personally, I've always found Bumblebee's fake static to be a lot more convincing."

Ratchet doesn't get duped.


Starscream: You call this a fight? I'll rust before someone wins! And I'm in a vacuum.
Prowl and Lockdown: Will you keep quiet?!

—Prowl and Lockdown tell Starscream where to stick it.


"No! No, please! Leave me alone!"
"Maybe it's me, but that doesn't sound like the Starscream I know..."

—His reaction to Coward Starscream I's plea for mercy leaves one wondering if Lockdown has ever met the real Screamer...


Sycophant Starscream: Well, if it isn't my favorite band of plucky little Autobots.
Optimus: Autobots, prepare for battle!
Sycophant Starscream: Wait, you misunderstand. Noble Optimus Prime, wise Ratchet, stealthy Prowl and mighty...eh...
Bulkhead: Bulkhead!
Sycophant Starscream: Ooh, that's too bad.

Starscream pulls a Bumblebee


"Did you really think I would offer so little a challenge? I allowed you to capture these clones to fulfill my plan to eliminate you all! Especially you, MegaFOOL! Mwa-hah-ha-ha-ha! In moments you will be blown to bits, and I will become the Supreme Leader of ALL DECEPTICONS!"

—Speaking through his clones, the real Starscream's speech-making tendencies are undimmed, even if he now prefers to do it from a safe distance.

SUV: Society of Ultimate VillainyEdit

"An Autobot. Verily, the arrows of outrageous misfortune seek to pierce me to the quick. Exeunt!"

Angry Archer. Yon criminal maketh his escape...or something.


"Explosions aren't nice...except when they look like BEAUTIFUL RAINBOWS!"

Professor Princess, ever the fashion plate.


"Ooh, I like a man who works fast!"
"And I like a girl who takes it slow."

Slo-Mo and Nanosec go over the target audience's heads. Hopefully.


"Negatronic force field emitter. A little something I picked up in an arms deal with the Vok of Nexus Zero. Nice creatures, the Vok. If you're ever in the Nexus Zero area, do yourself a favor and check them out. You won't be sorry."

Swindle thinks the Vok are quite nice. It probably helps if they're not destroying your planet.


"Megatron, you old warmonger! It's been stellar cycles. I can't tell you how tickled I was to learn that my favorite customer was still online. You look great by the way."
"Oh, spare me the platitudes, Swindle. How did you get this frequency?"
"A mutual bounty-hunting friend provided it in exchange for a weapon or two. Professional scruples prevent me from revealing his name."
"Scruples? You'd sell your own motherboard to the highest bidder."

Swindle pours on the charm while Megatron pours on the acid.


"Are you seeing this? Are you loving this? Every machine, every robot in Detroit, inoperable! I could spring a leak, I'm so excited!"

Swindle about to sell you some Ginsu knives.


"Welcome to Sumdac Tower. Porter C. Powell is a booger-head."

Receptionist-Bot calls it like it is...with a little help from Sari Sumdac.


"Where's the off switch on this thing? Oh yeah, right here."

Sari. Yep, she found the right thing.


Optimus: You should have called us sooner. If that weapon had gotten into Megatron's handsTemplate:M-
Bumblebee: I know. I guess I just wanted to prove that I still had my touch.
Ratchet: Well, I hope you've learned something about team work.
Bumblebee: Oh, yeah. Even the star player needs backup sometimes.

—Bumblebee learns the value of teamwork. Humility? Not so much...

Autoboot CampEdit

Sentinel Minor: Wipe that smile off your face, dullspark!
Bulkhead: Uh, I'm not smiling, sir! My jaw is just tempered that way, sir!
Bumblebee: Forget Mudflap's jaw, check out the asteroid-sized chin on Sarge!
Sentinel Minor: YOU GOT A COMMENT, FUNNY-BOT?!
Bumblebee: No, sir!

':Bulkhead': I couldn't leave you all alone out here like that. I should've, but I didn't.


Megatron: Our long stellar cycles of planning will now come to fruition. I knew your size-altering power would allow you to blend in perfectly with the Autobots. Well done, my loyal servant...Shockwave.

Black FridayEdit

Blackarachnia: You want to steal a kiss from me?
[Grimlock nods eagerly and puckers up, and Blackarachnia drains his powers.]
Blackarachnia: But that means I steal something from you too!
[Shoots a stream of flame at Snarl and Swoop]

Blackarachnia: With your help, I can finally purge myself of this accursed organic contamination.
Meltdown: Ooh la la. Actually, that's a much better look for you. Why would I help you get rid of it?
Blackarachnia: Because it would make me very unhappy if you didn't. And when I'm unhappy, they're unhappy!

[Porter C. Powell shows Captain Fanzone prison security footage of Meltdown and Sari]
Fanzone: I don't suppose you wanna tell me how you came into possession of that recording?
Powell: What's does it matter where I got it?! I'm—I'm not on trial here, Captain! My life could be in danger. I deserve protection!
Fanzone: Oh, you want protection? Get a Schnauzer.

Optimus Prime: We're not here to scare people! We're here to get Meltdown's genetic modifier. Maybe you'd be less conspicuous in robot mode.
Grimlock: Okay...[transforms] But me Grimlock still taller than YOU. That why Spider-Lady like me Grimlock best.

Optimus: Grimlock, as soon as she gets that genetic modifier, she'll drop us like a used engine block.
Grimlock: Autobot bad. Me Grimlock go alone!
[Grimlock walks away down an alley, then comes back]
Grimlock: Uh...where me Grimlock find genetic thingy?
Optimus: Oh, come on. I know who can get it.<


Grimlock: Uh, me Grimlock not supposed to scare puny humans.
Optimus: This one you can scare all you want.
Grimlock: THEN GIVE US THINGY! NOW!!!

Powell: What thingy?! What's he talking about?!
Optimus: Prometheus Black's genetic modifier?
Powell: Never heard of it.
Optimus: Did I mention that my partner is awfully hungry?
[Grimlock throws Powell into the air and catches him in his mouth]
Powell: Y-you can have it! I know where it is!


Powell: Don't touch anything! Since he went bankrupt, technically, all this belongs to me.
[Grimlock falls and breaks everything]

Meltdown: Shall we proceed then? [plugs in genetic modifier]
Blackarachnia: Whatever it takes to get rid of this foul half of myself.
Meltdown: Uhhhh...about that. I should probably mention a slight change in plans.
Blackarachnia: What?
Meltdown: Don't worry! I will be purging half of your techno-organic form...just not the half you think.
Blackarachnia: You slimy traitor! You can't! I won't let you!
Meltdown: I guess the Dinobots never mentioned my disdain for machines. Once we eliminate all your robotic circuitry, your remaining arachnid tissue will be perfect for my genetic experiments, and I will finally achieve my dream of creating a transforming organic!


[Prowl and Bumblebee wake up after being cured by Blackarachnia's venom]
Bumblebee: Uhh...how long have we been here? Optimus: Almost two mega-cycles.
Bumblebee: Ha! And you said I couldn't go ten cycles without talking!
Prowl: Mmm-hmm, all it took was being paralyzed. Bumblebee: What, you're making new rules now? I don't think so! Pay up with that sweet axle grease.

Sari, No One's HomeEdit

Hothead Blitzwing: AUTOBOTS! I WILL CRUSH THEM INTO IRON FILINGS!
Icy Blitzwing: But my orders are to find the Constructicons.
Random Blitzwing: Ooh, but I LIKE iron filings! Especially sprinkled on top of servo salad!

Sari Sumdac: You broke my cell phone, but you are not gonna break my TV!"


Hothead Blitzwing: COME BACK HERE, SO I CAN PULL YOUR PISTONS OUT THROUGH YOUR TAILPIPES!
Random Blitzwing: Oh, and void your warranty with excess wear and tear.

A Bridge Too Close, Part IEdit

"Ah, never before have I seen such an impressive group of lethal fighting machines! And pretty good-looking, if I do say so myself."

—The ever-humble Starscream comments on his clone army.


Skywarp, the Coward Starscream: Us? Against Megatron?!? ARE YOU INSANE?!? [Meekly] Ah, I think I just sprang an oil leak...
Thundercracker, the Egomaniac Starscream: Silence, you fool! Megatron is a worthless pile of scrap metal compared to my genius.
Sunstorm, the Sycophant Starscream: Brilliant observation! Brilliant! But your genius pales in comparison to the genius of our leader, the original Starscream.
Starscream: Mmm, I could listen to this one all day!
Ramjet, the Liar Starscream: What are you talking about? I am the original Starscream!
Starscream: Liar! I am the original Starscream.
Ramjet: I never said I was the original Starscream.
Starscream: You just did right now.
Ramjet: No, I didn't.
Starscream: Yes, you did.
Ramjet: No, I didn't.
Starscream: Yes, you did!
Ramjet: No. I. Didn't.
Slipstream, the Female Starscream: Ohh, haven't you figured it out yet? He's a pathological liar. Each of us clones represents one aspect of your personality. [points to each clone in turn] He's a coward... he's an egomaniac... he's a suck-up... he's a liar.
Ramjet: I am not!
Starscream: So, which part of me did you come from?
Slipstream: Don't ask.
Starscream: [sigh] This is going to be a long orbital cycle.

—Best introdump ever?


"I just didn't think my head was so big."
"That's your leg."

Sari and Bulkhead. Oh, the irony!


Sari: No, don't shoot! You'll hit my dad!
Bulkhead: She's right!
Bumblebee: So what are we supposed to do? Fight him with snappy comebacks?

Bumblebee conveniently forgets his normal attack strategy.


Bumblebee: All right, Zippy, start talking!
[Blurr transforms from vehicle mode to robot mode]
Blurr: First of all, the name's not "Zippy"! As a matter of fact, I don't believe I've ever met another bot named Zippy, so one can only assume that you came up with "Zippy" in reference to my speed, which may be technically accurate, but lacks a certain creativity!
Bumblebee: Eh...eh-eh...
Blurr: More to the point, the name's Blurr! I'm an Autobot intelligence agent, sent to this planet by the Elite Guard to keep an eye on Optimus Prime and his crew as well as monitor the Decepticon activity, and you, my friend, have just blown a decacycle of covert surveillance designed to uncover Megatron's plot to conquer Cybertron. Everything was going according to plan when I intercepted a communication between the Decepticon leader and an unknown double agent! They were in the midst of plotting the abduction of an unsuspecting Autobot, which now, from the status of the current ground situation, appears to have been successful. Got that so far?
Bumblebee: Uh...could you repeat the last part?
Blurr: Which last part?
Bumblebee: Oh, everything after "The name's not Zippy."

—It took Bumblebee a long time to get Blurr to start talking. From this point on, he doesn't shut up.


Bumblebee: Woah, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Back up!
Prowl: Did he just say Bulkhead?
Optimus Prime: Our Bulkhead?
Ratchet: An expert? On anything?!

—The Autobots aren't terribly impressed with Bulkhead.


"I must be a bigger pain in the gearshaft than I thought."

Starscream openly admits one of his primary faults.


"Okay, I give. I'm officially no longer the fastest thing on wheels."

Bumblebee is humbled after seeing Blurr's speedy takedown of Blitzwing and Lugnut.

A Bridge Too close Part IIEdit

Megatron: (while being attacked by Starscream clones Mixmaster, find Lugnut and Blitzwing! Scrapper, back me up!
Mixmaster: So what does he expect me to do? I'm a builder, not a fighter. (stray laser blast goes through the oil barrel he was drinking from) That's it! No one messes with my motor oil!


Thundercracker, the Egomanic Starscream: Fool! A mere construction-bot is no match for my superior firepower. Mixmaster: Oh, really. Well, you know where you can stick it?
(Traps the clone with a glob of adhesive goo)
Thundercracker: Impossible! You cannot defeat me! You are not worthy! You are inferior! And your joke stinks!

"It's not like you to hide behind an Autobot."
"But it's completely like you to hide behind an army of cheap knockoffs."

Starscream and Megatron always discuss each other's flaws—even in the midst of battle.


Starscream: Well, what are you waiting for? Destroy Megatron!
Slipstream:...Any leader has to be an improvement over you!
Sunstorm, the Sycophant Starscream: Oh wise and great Megatron, you have truly proven your vast superiority!
Ramjet, the Liar Starscream: I will remain loyal to you forever!
[Kicks Starscream's body and walks over to Megatron]

—Starscream learns that his clones all share the worst aspect of his personality—his treachery.


Optimus: I still don't see where all this "expertise" came from.
Bulkhead: I had a lot of time to study space bridge schematics back on the energon farm. I just had a knack for 'em, I guess.
Bumblebee: Oh, well, that's great. So the one thing you're good at is going to hand Cybertron over to the Decepticons.

—Even after being declared a technical genius, Bulkhead still can't catch a break.


Megatron: Decepticons! Prepare for our conquest of Cybertron!
[The Decepticons start cheering wildly.]
Scrapper: What's a Cybertron?
Mixmaster: I have no idea, he lost me at "Your fate is sealed now."

—The Constructicons are in this for the oil, not the conquests.


"First, we need to test the Space Bridge - just in case our Autobot expert decided to sabotage it."
"And I will be waiting for the test subject on this side - just in case he didn't sabotage it."

—Proof of why Megatron and Shockwave are good at the "evil genius" game - they make effort to eliminate all options for their enemies.


Ratchet: Careful not to fire on our friends!
Sari Sumdac: And try to get a visual of my dad!
Omega Supreme: Sure... what's a dad?

.


Lugnut: Your size is meaningless compared to the greatness of Megatron! Ha!
Slipstream: Size. That's it. Everyone, aim for the legs!

—Lugnut, brave as always and the Female Starscream clone proving herself to be an effective leader.


Sunstorm: Oh great and mighty Autobot, it is an honor merely to bask in your majestic presTemplate:M-
(Omega Supreme swats him.)
Ramjet: Hey look! Your stabilizing servo is unbolted!
(Omega Supreme kicks him)

Hothead Blitzwing: You overgrown Autobot! I will scramble your circuits so bad you'll need a GPS scanner to find your own exhaust portTemplate:M- (Gets headbutted by Omega Supreme and is sent flying into the distance) Random Blitzwing: Mayday! Mayday! Let's all dance around ze maypole!


Megatron: Stop staring at me. Starscream: No. You stop staring at me! Megatron: Do you think I actually want to spend the rest of eternity gazing at your unsightly visage?
Starscream: Trust me: your visage is no picnic either. And your face is ugly too! Megatron: Oh, someone just take me offline now... Starscream: What do you think I've been trying to do for the last four million stellar cycles?! AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! It's funny, really, when you think about it. Tragic, but funny! AHAHAHAHAHA!

Season ThreeEdit

Transwarped, Part 1Edit

Starscream: Maybe I'd have better luck removing these stasis cuffs if you had bother to reattach my head to my body!! Then maybe we wouldn't be floating helplessly if you hadn't overloaded a space bridge!! Are you sensing a pattern here!! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!

Sari: Okay. I'm waiting.
Issac Sumdac: Yes, well...
Sari: Still waiting.
Professor Sumdac: It is complicated.
Sari: "Hey, Sari. Guess what. You're a robot." How complicated is that!!? Do you know why there's no record of your birth? Becasue you weren't born. You were built!
Prof. Sumdac: You're right. I should have told you long ago. But the truth is, I don't know where you came from. You see, some years ago, I saw a strange flash of light coming from my laboratory. I've never seen anything like it. A little body, like liquid metal. I touched and got quite a shock. When I came too, you were just there.
Sari: Oh, please. Why didn't you tell me you found me a in a cabbage pack of the stork brought me?

Headmaster: Maybe we don't feeling like taking orders from some old dude and his little daughter.
Powell: If she even is his daughter.
Sari: AHHHH!!!
(Her hands suddenly open up, revealing more robotic circuitry and unleashes a shock wave of pure energy that knocks them back into the elevator)

Sari: Thanks for letting me stay here with you guys...again. I just can't be with my fath- or Sumdac. I don't know what I am, but I refuse to be anyone's lab rat.
Optimus Prime: It's possible he found a liquid metal body in his lab. Maybe.
Prowl: Did you say liquid metal body?

Transwarped, Part 2Edit

Sari: Get away fro my father you cyber glitch!
Headmaster: Try that again. I dare you.
(Sari fires another marble-sized energy orb)
Headmaster: My turn.

Prof. Sumdac: I wish I knew more of how you came into being. I just don't know.
Prowl: I may be able to shed some light on this. After reviewing as much data as I could, I believe what you had in your laboratory was a protoform.
Sari and Sumdac: What's a protoform?
Optimus Prime: Protoforms are the building blocks of all life on Cybertron.
Prowl: I think some of Professor Sumdac's DNA must have accidentally merged with the protoform. And Sari the result.
Sari: So...I'm like part Cybertronian? Cool! We're like cousins.
Prowl: But is still doesn't explain how a protoform ended up in Sumdac's lab.

Sari: Guys, I think I'm getting the hang of this whole powers thing. Look what I just learned to do.
(Fire marble-sized energy orbs that breaks Ratchet's tools)
Ratchet: Hey!! Hey!
Sari: Uh, oops. Why waste your time fixing stuff the old fashioned way when I could just use my key?
Ratchet: Let me tell you something, kiddo. My old fashioned ways have saved plenty of servos. Just because something's newer and easier doesn't make it better.
Sari: Uh, yeah it does. I mean, if you ask me, having these new Cybertronian powers is way cooler than not having them. Well, except for the blowing-your-stuff-up part.
Ratchet: There's more than meets the viz scanners when it comes to being an Autobot, Sari. Having powers and knowing when to use them are two different things.
Sari: But, Ratchet.
Ratchet: If you know what's best for ya, you'll take it slow. And learn the ways of being part machine.

Sari: I can't believe this. First they tell me I ain't come because I'm just a kid! And now I can't come barbecue I'm just a kid robot!? Okay. Now that's just sad. Wait. Maybe I just need an upgrade.
(Plugs her AllSpark-powered key into her system and transforms into a teenager with full-body robotic armor)

Ratchet: What in the name of Cybertron is that!?
Sari: Hey boulder-bot! You wanna mess with my city? You gotta go through me first!
Prowl: Sari?
Bulkhead: But she looks so different.
Optimus Prime: Sari, what are you doing?
Sari: Don't sweat it, Prime! I got this one covered!

Sari: Oh yeah! Sari, one. Tiny dust-sized rock monsters, zero!
Bumblebee: You gotta admit. She's good.

Transwarped, Part 3Edit

Optimus Prime: We have to get that key!
Ratchet: I told you, I'm fine!!
Optimus Prime: I know that, Ratchet. But if the key is what's overloading Sari's circuits, removing that power source could shut her down.
Ratchet: Right. Sorry about that, Prime.
Optimus Prime: Just take care of Bumblebee. We'll do the rest. Transform and roll out!

Optimus Prime: Prowl, now!!
Prowl: Got it.
Ratchet: Prime, what's your status?
Optimus Prime: We got the key, but she's still out of control.
Ratchet: Right now I'm more worried about Bumblebee. I know what I said before, but I need that key.
Optimus Prime: Go! Now! Bulkhead and I will handle Sari.
Bulkhead: Now what?
Optimus Prime: Good question.

Optimus Prime: Ratchet, Sari's about to explode! The only thing that can stop her is your EMP generator! You need to get here stat!
Ratchet: We can't use it on her, Prime! I got no idea how the blast will affect a techno-organism! It could kill her!
Optimus Prime: We don't have a choice, Ratchet. She could take all of Detroit with her.
Prowl: Go. I'll stay with Bumblebee.
Ratchet: Try to keep him quiet.
Prowl: You do realize this is Bumblebee?
Ratchet: Oh, yeah.

Optimus Prime: How is she?
Ratchet: I managed to rewire her system the old fashioned way and bypass the circuits that caused her to go out of control.
Bumblebee: But she's gonna be okay, right?
Ratchet: I've done everything I can. All we can do now is wait.

Optimus Prime: Ratchet, you stay behind with Sari!
Ratchet: But there's nothing more I can do for her now!
Optimus Prime: I know, but I may need you to undo something!
Prowl: You're not actually suggesting we unleash an uncontrollable Sari on Omega Supreme are you?
Optimus Prime: I'm hoping we won't have to.

Four's a CrowdEdit

Where Is Thy Sting?Edit

Five Servoes of DoomEdit

Predacons RisingEdit

Sentinel Prime: You know me?
Blackarachnia: I did once. You remember. The one with the freaky energon cubes and the spiders!!?
Sentinel Prime: Elita 1!?
Blackarachnia: It's Blackarchnia now, Sentinel!

Human Error, Part 1Edit

Bumblebee: Come on home. Sari's teaching us to celebrate the holidays in style.
Sari: Tell him I'm making oilnog.

Sari: Not a creature was stirring. Not even a- Evil toys. Prime was right.
(Fires two larger energy orbs, breaking several miniature Soundwaves)

(Projects a large orb of electrical energy, ready to fire)
Sari: Soundwave, are you programming my friends? No way you overgrown boombox!

Sari: I've heard your music, Soundwave. I'm not impressed.
Soundwave: I have upgraded my instrument.
(Fires purple sonic waves from his guitar)
Sari: I'll be back for you, guys. I promise.

Human Error, Part 2Edit

Soundwave: The cybernetic female must be immune to the music. She cannot be controlled. Therefore she must be destroyed.

Decepticon AirEdit

Sari: Guys I fixed it. Guys it's done. Guys!!
Bulkhead and Prof. Sumdac: What!?
Sari: Now that I have your attention.
(Reveals the space bridge, now fully operational)
Optimus Prime: Sari, how did you know what to do?
Sari: I don't know. I just kind of...did.

This Is Why I Hate MachinesEdit

Captain Fanzone: This is why I hate machines! Certain machines more than others.

Ratchet: If you think you're getting those codes out of me you'll have to download them from my cold, offline processor!
Shockwave: And have you corrupt them with a magnetic virus? No thank you. I studied your files, Ratchet. I'll be going to the source of those codes, the original source.

Shockwave: Ah. My old boss, Ultra Magnus. Perhaps I should finish what I started.
(Prepares to use his own mighty Magnus Hammer to annihilate him once and for, but Ratchet uses his EMP generator to deactivate it)

Endgame, Part 1Edit

Ratchet: I'm tellin' you this thing will never fly!
(Sari uses her technopathy to scan the jet-pack's malfunction)
Sari: You're right. You need to a remarkable to the fuel line.
Ratchet: I expect the rocket boosters told you that?
Sari: Pretty much.
Prof. Sumdac: don't argue with her.
Ratchet: I'm not gonna argue.

Sari: The tower! My dad's in there!
Optimus Prime: The force-field will protect him.

Endgame, Part 2Edit

Sari: Dad, I just want you to know: you're the best father anybody could ask for.
Prof. Sumdac: That is very sweet, Sari. But why are you...You think you are going with them? To the moon!?
Sari: Dad, please. I can't explain it. But something tells me I need to go. I love you, Dad.
Prof. Sumdac: But how will you breathe?

Bulkhead: Sari, I think there's something you need to see.

Sari: These are protoforms? This is where I came from? I knew there was a reason I needed to be here.
(Touches a fully grown protoform)

Omega Supreme: Is every bot all right?
Sari: All Autobots, half bots and almost bots present and accounted for.

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