OPTIMUS: Previously on Transformers Prime:
ARCEE: Bulkhead, where's Ratchet?
BULKHEAD: He's gone.
OPTIMUS: If Megatron is truly rebuilding the Omega Lock,
Synthetic Energon might be a necessary component.
What did the Corticle-Psychic Patch yield?
Only that the Synthetic Energon formula is unstable.
If the transponder were still attached to Laserbeak,
we could follow it.
SMOKESCREEN: So we're gonna let this doohickey fly back to 'Con central--
and lead us right to Ratchet.
You would like to see the ruins of our devastated homeworld
restored to their former brilliance?
You would just try to conquer Cybertron all over again.
But that does not change the fact...
that you may be Cybertron's only hope of ever seeing life again.
I'll do it.
You sure we don't need to install a GPS on our scout here?
Too risky. Both sides are gettin' real good
at rootin' out that kind of trick.
Besides, we don't need a tracker.
We have Optimus.
But won't the 'Cons see you coming, big guy?
Not until it's too late.
We'll be prepared for immediate mobilization
upon your command, sir.
Good luck, Optimus.
Be safe.
( beeps )
Whatever the outcome, know that Ratchet would be
most proud of your contribution.
Come on, kid.
Let's light this thing.
( remote beeps )
Fetch me the Quantum Cybermeasure.
( scoffs )
Do I look like hired help to you, Autobot?
Knock Out, attend to the needs of our esteemed guest.
As you command.
So we know this cyber-matter to be produced by
an atypical molecular displacement reaction?
Extensive empirical evidence indicates the fundamental
instability within the Synth-En formulation to be the cause.
Double-blind analysis?
Naturally.
The results only confirmed my original hypothesis.
Once the erroneous variable has been corrected for,
the stabilized synthetic material will bind properly
with Cyber-Nucleic Acid.
And produce a stable form of cyber-matter.
Remarkable.
Yes.
Quite an act of Providence.
And to think that had we not let you destroy the beasts,
none of this would be possible.
Let?
What I meant to say was,
those specimens you requested earlier aren't going to
prepare themselves, are they?
There is much to do and little time, doctor.
Shall we get back to work?
Certainly.
( engine roaring )
( dramatic theme playing )
( whirring and beeping )
FOWLER: Prime, haven't heard from you in a while.
Everything all right up there?
OPTIMUS: So far, Agent Fowler.
What happens when the 'Cons ID Laserbeak's signal?
We're counting on Optimus making visual contact with the warship
before its radar can detect Chip.
The boss'll be fine.
It's not Optimus I'm worried about.
Knock Out, I require a fresh CNA sample.
( grumbling )
"Knock Out, bring this... Knock Out, get that."
( growls )
Apparently fetching is all I'm good for lately.
It wasn't all that long ago I used to run this lab.
Now I'm everyone's gofer.
KNOCK OUT: Yes?
T-The Isoprobe...
I...
don't see one.
What a surprise.
( sighs )
( dramatic theme playing )
( grunts )
( sighs )
( grunts )
Anything else?
Thank you.
You're welcome.
( exhales )
( beeping )
We stand at the very precipice of a new age.
( beeping )
What do you mean our scanners have detected
Laserbeak's signal?
Starscream...
you did destroy the Autobot base,
did you not?
With great fervor, my Lord.
Why do you ask?
Because Laserbeak's frequency
has been detected on radar.
But that's not possible.
He's right here in Soundwave's torso.
Which is why this would appear to be an Autobot trick.
Designed to uncover our position
and rescue a certain prisoner.
But then, one has to wonder,
how would they possibly manage to execute such a complex task
without the proper facilities?
I, uh, um...
Allow me to troubleshoot.
( dramatic theme playing )
( beeping )
( gasps ): The final piece of the puzzle.
Thank you, Decepticon engineering.
MEGATRON: Shockwave,
assembly of the Omega Lock is entering the final stage.
Your guidance is required.
Understood, my liege.
Knock Out, supervise our guest in my absence.
Wow, thanks for the big vote of confidence.
I can't allow Megatron to possess the stabilized formula.
( beeping )
Not now,
or ever.
For the love of-- What is happening?
The formula's instability!
It must have triggered a chain-reaction.
Guards, help me extinguish this inferno
before it scorches the project...
and my finish!
( scuffle then engine starts )
( dramatic theme playing )
STARSCREAM: Optimus Prime...
how dare you continue to live.
STARSCREAM: Blast that Autobot into oblivion!
( dramatic theme playing )
STARSCREAM: The frequency isn't emanating from Prime,
and it's still on the move.
STARSCREAM: Finish him!
If I cannot find the source of the signal
before it finds the warship,
Megatron will have our heads.
KNOCK OUT: Lord Megatron,
Uh, there has been a situation.
More like an accident really. I--
Spit. It. Out.
The prisoner has escaped.
( growls )
Come out, come out, wherever you are.
Not bad for an old Bot.
Ah!
( groans )
If you terminate me,
you'll never get your hands on the formula.
Oh, I wouldn't be so certain, doctor.
My experts are working diligently to disentangle
your false trail as we speak.
( beeping )
( beeping gets faster )
STARSCREAM: There you are.
And down you'll go.
No!
( yells ): I need a ground bridge! Now!
( thunder crashing )
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Nice try.
I'll just put this back where it belongs.
Spectrum analysis confirms that the Synthetic Energon is stable.
The formula is now complete.
And your time table for production?
With the aid of hyper-acceleration technology:
not long.
Oh, a pity you won't live long enough
to witness the fruits of your labor.
But as much as we appreciate your contributions, doctor,
I made a promise to someone that I intend to keep.
( yells )
Do you feel defenseless, Autobot?
Good.
Now you know what my fellow Predacons endured.
Right before you massacred them!
( grunts )
( roars )
( dramatic theme playing )
( grunts )
Optimus to base, come in.
MAGNUS: Commander, have you determined the warship's location?
No, Ultra Magnus.
The transponder has been destroyed.
We are no closer to finding Ratchet than when we began.
( dramatic theme playing )
Lord Megatron, synthesis of the cyber-matter
required to cyberform Earth has commenced.
Splendid, Shockwave.
Move the Omega Lock into position.
I want to be ready.
At last.
Good riddance to a wretched species.
Although, I will say they manufacture
some fine-looking automobiles.
( grunts )
( groaning )
Just get it over with.
It's not like I could ever live with myself,
knowing the role I played in humankind's extinction.
( growling )
But if you want to avenge your cohorts,
don't stop with me.
Keep avenging, all the way to Megatron!
What?
What do you mean?
Your high and mighty leader
wanted your Predacons exterminated,
and simply allowed us to do his dirty work for him.
Nothing but a false claim to save your own spark.
You consider yourself an intelligent being, don't you?
Then rise above your base instincts
and analyze the situation.
( grunts )
We followed the trail that day with the desperate hope
that it would lead to an Energon mine.
We had no idea we would find Shockwave's laboratory.
A coincidence barely seems plausible.
Because it wasn't a coincidence.
Energon was clearly planted to lure us there
by Megatron.
Why would my liege wish to destroy us?
Having just been on the receiving end of your might,
one theory springs to mind.
Megatron fears you,
and any like you.
( growls )
( roars in rage )
( dramatic theme playing )
GUARD: Lord Megatron, Predaking is on a rampage
and moving rapidly toward the--
( choking )
Autobot base, do you read?
This is Ratchet. Can anyone hear me?
Loud and clear, old friend.
Whoo-hoo! Yes!
( all celebrating )
RATCHET: Listen to me, Megatron has managed to
rebuild the Omega Lock onboard his warship.
I've deactivated the Decepticon shielding system.
You should be able to get a fix on my coordinates.
( gunfire )
Optimus, you must hurry.
Megatron is preparing to cyberform Earth
as we speak.
( gunfire )
Ratchet?
Autobots,
lock on to those coordinates,
and prepare to storm the warship.
You heard our leader!
We're going in, and we're going in heavy.
Gear up!
( dramatic theme playing )
They can't leave without saying goodbye.
No time for that, and no need.
They'll be back.
Initiating GroundBridge.
OPTIMUS: Members of Team Prime, Autobot and human,
it has been my honor to lead you.
On this day, the fates of two worlds
hang in the balance,
and the battle to come may very well be our last.
But for Earth,
for Cybertron,
for our comrade Ratchet,
we must take the Decepticon warship.
Are you sure confronting the Beast-Bot directly
is the best option, Lord Megatron?
We shall see how His Majesty fares
against the most powerful weapon in our vault,
The Dark Star Saber.
Megatron!
I'll just go fetch that little something we talked about.
Is it true that you ordered the annihilation of my army?
Indeed,
and my only mistake was not seeing
the extermination through.
( metallic hiss )
( screams )
( dramatic theme playing )
( both grunting )
I will tear you apart.
( struggling )
( growling )
( yells )
( screams )
( grunts )
( groans )
That's the spirit!
But I was a champion of the pits of Kaon
not only due to my savage might...
but also my cunning!
( yells )
You should have heeded my advice and faced me as a beast.
( screams )
Bravo, my liege.
It isn't every day one witnesses the extinction of a species
all over again.
One ultimate weapon coming right up...
Where's tall, dark, and scaly?
Report.
GUARD: Lord Megatron, the ship is under attack,
by the Autobots.
But the warship is cloaked.
How is that possible?
The medic lives.
Mobilize what remains of our forces.
The Omega Lock must be defended at all costs.
If Optimus Prime wishes to wage a battle for the fate
of both Earth and Cybertron,
then I shall oblige him.
This will be
our last stand.
( dramatic theme playing )