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Not a ping-plipper burp, Big Bot. Maybe it was just a little frequency black from the
charged airwaves.
No, it was a beacon. There's a stasis pod out here somewhere.
Then something must be jamming it.
More like someone.
Gee, I wonder who.
Take that pod with your life, Waspinator. Your life.
No!
Ah things test ahead.
No!
Ah! Ah!
Ow!
Hang on, Big Bot! I'll give him something to fret about!
No, Cheetor!
Oh no! Optimus!
Big Bot!
Oh no!
And carved into this lofty peak were Tempest-12, a noble birthplace.
It is time!
Yes!
Hey, take it easy with the power pizzas!
Looks like you had trouble.
Oh, wow.
Megatron and Waspinator.
And Rampage.
Uh, no. Would have remembered him.
I've tuned my scanners to a spark.
The reading is this way.
Wait! You are not to engage them without backup!
Do you hear me? Depth charge!
That big water bat totally shined you.
Seems to be a trend. You put that protoform at risk, Cheetor.
I was trying to save our circuits!
Even so, we don't trade one life for another.
But it was a blank! Even if Megz is able to fire it up, it's just going to be a pred.
I can see how that might make sense. But right now, Cheetor, it's innocent.
I'm going for repairs. You get some backup, then assist Depth Charge.
Backup? Uninstall that? No matter what some people may think, this cat can handle a situation.
The clone cells, Waspinator. Infuse them into their new host.
Yes, Megatron.
Install the Transmetal Driver.
Yes, Master.
And now I bequeath you half a spark. The very core of a nightmare.
I'm hungry for life. Yes. Ready!
Ready!
Stand by!
Forget it, Transmetal Unit. I'm lame!
From the Tempest Fury, the spark ignites!
Desire new life! Transmetal II life!
Yes!
Fred the Goldfish lived to be 41 years old! Happy Birthday, Fred!
Yes!
Welcome, yes, welcome Transmetal II Dinobot to a new body, a new mind, a new allegiance to the Predacons.
Waspinator not like new lizard bot!
I agree with the bug. But then, I'm not crazy about any of you.
We have a guest. A sterling opportunity to test your metal, Dinobot.
First.
Your spark, it stinks of rampage.
Perhaps. But it is the spark that keeps on sparking. Unlike yours, Dinobot, you may start the feast.
Hey! Let me add some hot cheetor pepper to spice things up!
Is that... Dinobot?
Some kind of clone, Transmetalized with that alien unit.
Now there's some technology in the wrong hands.
Huh?
Wee!
Death charge! Go deep!
Go deep!
Cheetor!
Communications are still shot, and your systems aren't much better. You're in no condition to pick a fight.
Fight's been picked.
Where's Cheetor?
Cat was tough. He went out to fight him.
Function scan, all variables?
Data unknown. Device is of alien manufacture. Function has been altered by Megatron. Transmetal qualities enhanced beyond known parameters.
Has it now? Never again, Megatron.
Cheetor! This is my fault, Rhinox. I was rough on him, so we... so we tried to prove something.
Don't give up hope. I'll try to get the long-range scanners online.
You gave this the core of my spark! I shall rip it from his chest and restore it within me!
I'll do it!
As you see, that will not be easy. Besides, only I have the technical knowledge to accomplish such a fusion.
For now, you must cheer. I need your new half-brother for another mission.
DinoBot, the alien transmetal driver. Depth charge has it. Yes. Get it back.
Attention! Rampage spark detected nearby. Where? Subgrid Saurach. Tracking.
Which fruit should you avoid if you don't want a mosquito bite? To people who have just eaten a banana.
Optimus to Rhinox. Grid Darceron complete. No sign of Cheetor or the new DinoBot.
The alien transmetal driver. Now. Don't have it. Too bad for you.
The other equipment has been salvaged, but you took the alien transmetal unit. Where is it?
Gone. Not a good time to be in the lug nuts.
It's a naughty little clown. Let me get him for you.
No. He's mine. I shall feast upon his pulsating spark. Mine!
What is that thing? DinoBot. Some kind of ghost, maybe. Or it will be when I'm done with it.
Here comes poison!
Fire! Fire!
No! You fools!
Great traitor!
Death Charge!
What was that thing?
Guess which one of your favorite foods never spoils or gets moldy?
Hello? Anybody in there?
Coming to... Plain ordinary sugar. Unless it gets wet.
Oh, gross.
I got through to the others. They've been warned about the creature. Whatever it is.
Or who? What? Nothing.
Silverbolt and Blackarachnia are combing sector talleries. You join Rattrap in...
Cheetor?
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Last time on Beast Wars. From the Tempest Fury, the Spark Ignite!
To fire new life! Welcome Transmetal Tomb, DinoBot.
Death Charge! Go deep!
Where's Cheetor?
Data unknown. Device is of alien manufacture. Function has been altered by Megatron.
Never again, Megatron.
What is that thing?
This is my fault, Roanox. I was rough on him. I should be trying to prove something.
Cheetor?
Cheetor!
Hey Optimus! Hey, how's our boy?
Finally asleep, despite the damage. I don't understand why he won't use the CR chamber.
Well, maybe he's trying to prove something.
I think it goes deeper than that. Scan report?
All grids quiet.
Let's hope it stays that way. See you in the morning.
Quiet enough for a little redneck.
This won't hurt a bit.
Just gonna see what makes you tick.
No, please! Let me out!
I think he's afraid.
No, I just don't want to. Optimus, where's Optimus?
Zap him!
Look at that.
It's hideous.
I'll protect you from that ugly creature.
It's a dream. Not real.
What the cold booties said!
Oh, be slag!
Rat Trap, what happened?
Some kind of cyber mutant nearly dismantled my butt. That's what happened.
Optimus, it was big. It was ugly.
It got Cheeto.
That sound, I've heard it before.
Well, someone's out for a little moonlight stroll at Mach 2. And that someone... is familiar.
Zoom in and magnify.
A Transmetal 2. As I suspected, that nesting feline destroyed my system and improved himself in the process.
That creature is mine.
Bring him in!
I must...
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Ronald and me on a road trip. So Ronald, where are we?
Looks like we're here.
Hmm, a little sauce. Not bad.
I'll be back.
What?
How did I get here?
Repaired?
Ugly creature.
It didn't happen. It couldn't have. What am I? What's happening to me?
What's happening to me?
Any sign of our tabby?
Not so much as a whisker. Your concern does you credit.
I'm full of surprises.
You found nothing?
I was up close and personal with that freakbot and I am telling you, spots is spare parts.
Don't give up so easily, Rattrap. So far we've found nothing. What that means is open to interpretation.
Well, if you've got a theory, I'm sure we'd all like to hear it.
No, not till I'm certain. Now get some rest, all of you. We'll resume the search in two cycles.
Replace security hologram section 0058 to 0063.
Freeze hologram.
You wanted to see me?
What happened to Cheetor on that mountaintop? And I mean what really happened.
You hauled me in to ask that?
Ask the cat.
I'm asking you.
Then you're wasting your time.
Listen, Hardhead. Cheetor's gone and I think you know something. So you will talk or I will rip out your core processor and extract the information personally.
Well, since you asked so nicely. Your little kitty cat ripped some kind of alien gizmo off of Megatron's organic trans metal unit.
Did he succeed?
Yeah, but the unit was already activated.
He was caught in the overload.
I already destroyed the gizmo. I'm sorry. I didn't know that was what it had become.
Barbie?
No. Waspinator detects stink of unnatural trans metal.
Oops. Waspinator exclude present company.
I will subdue and retrieve the target.
Right. Need plan. Waspinator in charge.
I am the plan.
Target is flat. For now.
Rattrap, you and Silver Ball will take Grid Alpha 2.
Having a picnic without me?
Hey Spots! You're looking good. You know, for a dead bot.
Cheetor, where have you been?
Sorry Big Bot. I was taking care of that monster that tried to recycle me.
Really?
Oh yeah, yeah. It won't be bothering us again. You can count on that.
Hmm. Well, since that's taken care of, no point in keeping you two.
Cheetor and I will be in after I've examined the cyber creatures remains.
I don't see why we have to do this. Don't you trust me?
Normally, yes. But at the moment, I think you're hiding something.
I'm not hiding anything!
Why is everyone giving me such a hard time?
Because we care. And because I think I know the truth. I just want you to trust me enough to tell me.
Cheetor, look out!
Big Bot!
No!
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A man in Iowa hiccuped for 69 years. Uh oh.
Uh-oh.
No!
Optimus!
Huh?
Ah!
Lizard-bot stand aside now.
Who was beneath a rotate kitty-bot to Megatron?
Ah!
Uh, Cheetor, watch out for the other bot!
Which bot?
Oh, you mean this bot right here?
You hurt my friend, Freak-bot.
I said now, I shall neutralize you!
I don't think so.
In fact, I think it's time to shred some bread.
This is Optimus.
We need backup.
I think.
Oh, shit!
This is not over.
Ah!
Silver-bot, no, that's Cheetor!
Cheetor?
The transition's been rough.
His beast mode is still feral.
Heh, looks like he can't get out of it.
He'll learn.
He just needs a little guidance at the moment.
If I can just reach his spark...
Easier said than done.
Easy, easy, Cheetor.
Use your spark, get control.
Yeah, hey, nobody's gonna hurt you.
I'm not so sure about that.
We're here, Cheetor.
All of us, your friends.
We know you can do it.
Do it, Cheetor.
Maximize!
Yes, you did it!
Optimus, back off, okay?
You're embarrassing me.
You looking at something?
Oh, joy, cyberpuberty.
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Who knows what's in there?
But it cannot be pretty.
So, this is the new, improved Cheetor.
Yeah, this is it.
Teach me to pull the plug on Meg's machinery, huh?
It's got some nice features.
I could get used to it.
Yeah?
I mean, whatever.
Don't let it go to your processor, blondie.
I'm just saying that a transmetal tube body doesn't look too bad.
Huh?
Like I care what it looks like.
It shreds prez, okay?
That's the spirit.
Oh, yeah.
I think I like it.
So do I.
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Nobody can tell you in percentages, you know...
They're coming, they're coming!
Who?
The milk!
To be part of my Nesquik cereal!
Nesquik cereal?
Nestle Nesquik cereal!
Mini-sized puffs blasted with Nesquik
to turn your milk into Nesquik chocolate milk.
Hey, that could be me.
Or me!
Mmm!
Nesquik cereal is a chocolatey part of this good breakfast.
And I'm ready for more.
Hit me!
Nesquik cereal, a chocolatey blast for you and your milk!
Hit me!
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Peace Wars!
Oh, is my inside as gorgeous as my outside?
Don't flatter yourself, egg legs.
I seem better-shake-it than yours on maintenance bags.
One more remark like that and it'll be right on a stick for lunch.
Now those are what I call lines.
Ugh, someone get him a kitty treat before he drools all over your computer.
Knock it off, all of you!
I'm almost finished.
There.
That's the shell program.
So that's what's keeping Spider Brain from finding his true, maximal self, huh?
Very complex.
Hmm, definitely me.
We're finished here.
You can go.
Thanks.
What's the matter?
Don't you trust me?
I'm about as far as an anvil can jump.
Of course I mean that in the best possible way.
Blackarachnia, he was only...
Kitty.
Back off!
I'm tired of tests and secrets and hanging around this depressing dump.
And I'm sick of your stupid crush.
Blackarachnia, stand down.
I thought I'd prove myself to you Maximals by now.
Guess I was wrong.
Rattrap, call Silverbolt in for patrol.
Cheetor, you replace him.
Be glad to.
Heh, pretty currents.
Who needs him?
Not me.
Can you remove the shell and reactivate her maximal programming?
It's tricky and dangerous.
It could dump her entire core and leave her a blank.
And if we do nothing?
She'll be a Predacon forever.
That may be too big a chance to take right now.
Let's find her.
So that's how it is.
Nobody's unzipping this girl's core.
The game begins as I knew it would.
Let's talk about futures.
Yours and mine.
Mine's gotten complicated.
Silverbolt is every bad girl's dream.
But his maximal pals would rather slag me than let me be what I am.
So I guess this gig's over.
Like your future.
Dinobot, just what I need to let off some real steam.
I'm beginning to like you, Skull Face.
Let's play.
She stalks me.
Interesting.
Thought you'd last a little longer.
How boring.
So much for boring.
You waste my time with your maximal tricks.
Go back to your red coward.
Calling me a coward is one thing, but nobody calls me a maximal.
I cannot find Blassorachnia anywhere.
You slipped your circuits there, Bolt.
Oh man, I almost cleared the level.
Computer, scan perimeter for Unit Blackarachnia.
Unit located. Moving on vector 7-3-9.
She's headed toward Predacon ground.
But why?
Obvious, ain't it?
I'll tell Optimus.
No!
Hey, hands off the metal, Sir Droozalot.
I am not in the mood.
I'm sorry.
Give me a chance to bring her back.
Wise up, bite dog.
A Pred is a Pred.
Perhaps, but she's my responsibility.
She would not betray us.
And I hate cheese.
You trusted the old Dinobot and regretted it.
More than once.
All right, you got a megasycle.
We'll be back sooner.
Oh, and Rattrap? Thank you.
Eh.
Oh boy, I must have a glitch.
Computer, how long before Blackarachnia crosses into the jamming zone?
10.7 nanoclicks.
Now we play for real.
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Look at me, look at me.
I'm on the edge.
Whoops, whoa.
Whoops, whoops, whoops.
I got it this time.
Help, help.
I'll save you.
Teddy Grahams are always ready to play.
Thanks, that was close.
Well, not anymore.
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Most lipsticks contain fish scales.
Pucker up.
Mood, setting.
All I need now is my dance partner.
Gotcha.
You took the bait well, as I anticipated.
Uh-oh.
The Maximals have made you soft.
Megatron will change that.
He extracts the access codes for the Ark from your head.
Now hold still.
This will hurt.
Blackarachnia to Silverbolt.
I'm badly damaged.
I need a lift.
Silverbolt to Yukapi.
Great. I let that sneaky lizard lead me right into Megatron's jamming zone.
Your first mistake, but not your last.
Your time is done, Spider.
My tracking array is useless in the jamming zone.
I must return to basics.
I have her scent.
And another one.
A foul one.
Dinobot.
Prepare to die.
Rattrap, where's Silverbolt and Blackarachnia?
I thought they were in the lab with you.
There's no sign of them on the scanners, internal or external.
Optimus to Silverbolt, come in immediately. That's an order.
They must be in Megatron's jamming zone.
Locate them and let me know as soon as you do.
I don't know how Fang survived my venom, but a triple dose should drop him.
Fang Primus, I've found you.
Nothing to say for yourself, eh?
Yes, Doc!
Submit now. Hope it goodbye to the object of your twisted affection.
This is between Predacons.
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Attention!
For years they've lived in captivity.
Stupid, worthless creatures.
Never daring to raise their voices.
Until now.
We've got to get out of here.
Let's rock and roll.
It's a pie machine.
What kind of pies?
Chicken pies.
It's hard to be brave.
I don't want to be a pie.
When you're a chicken.
This summer, it's either fly or pies.
What are those the only choices?
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Hi, welcome to Tool Time.
Tim Show gets a new...
Producer!
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Home Improvement.
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A man in Iowa picked up for 69 years.
Uh-oh.
You surprise me.
Perhaps there is some Predacon left in you after all.
I'm through with the Maximals.
But I can't go back to Megatron either.
Not without someone to back me up.
Someone like you?
Interesting.
Tell me more.
Your state of the art medal.
And I've got the key to the Ark.
Together we could rule.
Without Megatron.
What happened?
Usurp Megatron's command and take the Ark for ourselves?
It is ambitious.
I'm that kind of a girl.
So what do you say?
Partners?
I say you are a fool.
Beloved.
You will be able to move in a moment.
Just enough to feel the final blows.
Unhand her reptilian filth.
Game over, fangs.
Took you long enough.
Stop!
What is it?
Despite your attempt to destroy me,
I heard your foul plan to betray us.
Why are the cute ones always tube heads?
That was a diversion.
I wanted to get Dinobot away from you.
You shot me.
If I didn't, he would have blown your head off.
And you're still functional, aren't you?
It seems so, yes.
But...
Oh, I get it.
You don't trust me either.
Blackarachnia.
Back off, Bowser.
I've tried my best to fit in with you Maximals,
but it's just not working.
You're wrong.
We've all come to think of you as...
as a part of the team.
Yeah, right.
That's why Ape Face and his whore-nose pal want to wipe my core.
You're mistaken.
They would never do that.
I heard them say it.
Oh, thank premise.
It's Optimus.
It's time for me to go.
It's been a surge.
Oh, no.
This time you stay.
Let go.
I don't want to hurt you, but I will.
You've already hurt me,
but you're going to hear the truth if it...
Oh.
Warned ya.
Oh, not such a great idea.
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You both look like scrap.
Yes, we had a slight altercation with Dinobot.
My fault, actually.
No way, I heard you and Rhinox planning to unzip my core,
so I took off.
Then Dinobot jumped me and Spot here rescued me.
Is it true, Optimus?
Were you going to reprogram her?
With reprogramming, you could be the Maximal you were meant to be.
But the decision to take that step is and always will be yours to make.
You mean I had a choice?
That is the Maximal way.
Now, let's get you both back to base.
Excuse me, I believe that's my responsibility as her commander.
Which we're going to have a long talk about later.
By the way, thanks for coming after me.
It was sweet.
As was the way you confessed the truth to Optimus.
We'll make a Maximal of you yet.
In your dreams, I like myself just the way I am.
And I intend to stay this way.
Ho, Rover.
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Peace Wars!
Cheetor, maximize.
Whoa, totally ambushed.
Oh yeah, I'm doomed now.
Okay, you got me.
Cheetor!
Oona, excellent hammerlock.
But here's a tip.
When you're battling bots, hack at the hinges.
Chalk my man.
You ready for lessons?
Yeah.
Give it up, will you, blondie?
These kids are primitive.
They're way out of their league.
Hey, they're smart.
Besides, I don't remember inviting you along.
Hey, I got orders to watch your back.
These arachnoids are crawling all over the place.
Old Pop-Op figures prune faces up to something major.
Whatever, just sit down and be quiet.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, story of my life.
Now, today's lessons for the advanced anthropoid are...
The lever.
Lever-er.
The pulley?
Ah!
Poo-lee.
Educational stuff.
Me, I'd rather watch things explode.
Right there.
Quickly, get those shielding plates attached.
Feather Kongs, retreat!
The bipolar energon source affects all Cybertronians.
Yes.
The Ark is protected by Teletron 1, but the Maximals are not.
Yes, my disruptor ray will destroy them.
However, I need a non-Cybertronian to finish the job.
The early humans will be perfect.
Were they capable of following instruction?
Interesting you should say that, Mighty Megatron.
For I may have discovered just the anthropoidal upgrade you require.
Hey!
Whoa!
Okay, cool.
Now you've shaped your stone, you attach it to the stick with a vine,
and you've got a useful non-violent tool.
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam!
Hey, this bot tries for positive programming.
Time to change channels, Frisky.
These brids have demanded some entertainment.
For the royalty!
Get to safety, kids.
This cat's got bunch to scratch.
Waspinator sees helpless target.
Oh, happy day.
Beast mode.
Ah!
Help!
Una, no!
Optimus to Cheetor.
The sensors detect a lot of firepower out there.
What's the situation?
Waspinator took Una.
I have to go after them.
Forget it, Cheetor.
You've sustained too much damage.
You just get Chak home safely.
Rattrap and Depth Charge will have to retrieve the girl.
But...
Trust me on this, Cheetor.
It's the only way.
Oh.
Hey, don't get your spots in a knot, kid.
We'll bring her back in one piece.
Knock yourselves out.
I got preds to catch.
Whoa!
Not alone, you thonk.
Get off me, mouse.
Hey, you gonna talk or you gonna rock?
Now get going!
Una, Una, Una!
She'll be okay, Chak.
I hope.
When you're battling bots, attack at the hinges.
Hinges!
Waspinator to Megatron.
Waspinator...
She's a pretty nice female fleshy bod.
But there is problem.
She better not be injured.
No.
She injuring Waspinator.
Ah, situation normal then.
Yes.
Well, make sure she arrives safely.
Megatron out.
Waspinator want to renegotiate contract.
Waspinator deliver fleshy bod.
Safe and sound.
Royalty, the Maximals are approaching.
Excellent.
Activate the disruptor ray.
What?
Without shielding or stabilizer circuits?
The whole thing could blow.
A low power test, short range, and quickly.
Psycho.
What the slag and binary buckets is that?
Fire!
How long do you sleep over the course of your lifetime?
Here's not counting when you doze off during your homework.
Now what is happening?
Circuits overloading.
Explode!
Shut it down!
No!
Hey, what are you doing?
In the John Circuits, fried.
No power.
Well, please switch to glide mode or something.
I don't have a glide mode mouse.
We gotta do something.
I'm open to suggestions.
Oh, okay.
How about we crash down into them mountains and die horrible agonizing deaths?
And pull up.
Pull up!
I ain't dead.
This day's just full of disappointments.
So, how you doing there, Charlie Tuna?
Them energon circuits still sizzled?
They'll recover.
Just dig me out.
And leave you exposed to Pred Flyers?
No way.
You just lie there and get your juice back.
Where you going?
Hey, this is still a rescue mission, remember?
I detect no maximal energy signatures.
They may have been destroyed.
I'll take no chances.
You there.
Yes, finish installing that shielding plate.
There.
Put it on those bolts.
No, no.
There.
Yes, there.
Oh, for the love of...
No, no.
Right there.
Do you understand?
Yes, there.
Now use the wrench to fasten it down.
Wrench?
Oh, the wrench.
Wrench?
Yes, that thing.
Use it.
Whatever.
Yes, now for the final step.
Install the stabilizer crystal.
Go, seats the simian syllables and install the crystal.
There, there.
Right there.
Yes, yes.
It is done.
Triumph is before me.
And the wrath is behind you.
What?
Oh, no.
Tarantulas.
It seems the anthropoid has suddenly become, shall we say, obsolete.
Yes.
What?
Look out, you fools.
Oh, no.
Hold on.
What kind of bed does an ant sleep in?
It's coming, it's come.
You won't find an ant bed because ants don't sleep.
Help.
I got you, kid.
Blast, after them.
Vanu, get that compression tower back upright.
Once those others have located our targets, it will be time for a final test at full power.
Oh, man, are you sure you can't move?
Shut up and push.
To the water.
If only we had the simplest piece of standard equipment, a hover wrench, even a grab thruster.
Lover.
Hey.
Quarry detected.
Great, the tuna.
All Predacons, attack!
Watch, beast mode.
It's awesome keel.
Still can't move.
Then just make like a boat and float, you big mackerel, because we are out of here.
The rodent and depth charge have been spotted.
Once we destroy them, this cannon's next target will be the maximum base itself.
Careful, you moronic mouse.
Hey, if you could ride a little steadier, maybe I could steer better.
You couldn't steer a garbage scow.
I don't think a boat and float is any better.
Lover.
Yeah, got you, sister.
No, I was being a little cannot see.
Your pitiful pot shots are no match for me.
Target's immobilized, preparing to terminate.
All Predacons, return to my coordinates.
The disruptor cannon is now operational, and as it happens, our targets are right in line with the maximum base.
We shall destroy both in a single glorious onslaught of energy and devastation.
All power to maximum, prepare to fire.
Uh oh, big bot.
Battle stations.
Oh no.
You better bail, sister, because the ray won't hurt you.
But our exploding bodies might.
Yeah, look, you know it.
How long are the longest fingernails in the world?
One in India grew his fingernails to over four and a half feet long.
Fire.
What?
No.
A stabilizer crystal.
No.
Hey, you okay?
You know, those Preds are probably slagged and helpless back there.
We gotta go finish them off.
In case you haven't noticed, Scales, we ain't exactly in fight and trim ourselves.
I say we go home.
Why am I not surprised?
Say, uh, Una, she don't ever show you my recipe for fried flounder?
It's coming, it's coming.
What is it?
Haven't you heard?
It's a Digi-Thon.
Seven Digimon shows all on the same day.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
I can't believe it.
Well, are you gonna get ready or are you just gonna stand there all day?
Let's go for it, guys.
Oh, I've got to get my hair and nails done.
Eat up, Agumon.
You're gonna need the energy.
It's a big seven-show Digi-Thon this Saturday morning starting at 830 E, 730 C and P on Fox Kids.
Wow, it's even bigger than a skyscraper.
Oh, my God.
Peace Wars!
Energy grid's holding.
It's no quantum surge, but it should do the trick.
On line.
Energy surge detected at vector 010.
Hit me with your best shot.
Blackarachnia!
Silverblom, no!
You!
Way to go, Bowser.
You just blew a deca-cycle of hard work.
And I'm still the same old me.
What in the name of the Matrix are you doing?
Going transmetal.
And if you hadn't disrupted the energy flow from that alien gizmo, it might have worked.
Are you mad?
You could have damaged yourself.
Or worse.
I figured if Megatron could use it to create a transmetal, so could I.
It's not like I haven't...
Blackarachnia!
What's wrong?
What is it, Rhinox?
The Pred Shell program they implanted is deteriorating.
If it continues, it will infect her maximal core consciousness.
Sounds... serious.
Blackarachnia!
Guess using the transmetal driver on myself wasn't such a good idea.
I thought you were smarter than that.
And how did you get the driver?
I kind of borrowed it.
Why?
Duh.
Transmetals have more power.
I wanted it.
Then you should have told us.
We could have helped.
Oh yeah, sure.
Like you were gonna help the Pred get more powerful.
Maximal or Predacon, you're one of us.
You should know that by now.
Enough.
Our only concern now is Blackarachnia's well-being.
You're right.
Rhinox?
I can't stop the deterioration.
But I could try severing the Pred Shell program from her core consciousness.
The only problem is, it's never been done before.
And if we don't try?
She'll go insane and eventually her entire core will be wiped.
She'll be a blank.
Great choice.
Be a Maximal or drool oil for the rest of my life.
We want to save your life.
It'll take a little time to get the probe ready.
We'll let you know when we're ready.
Are you all right?
I always figured if anyone survived the Beast Wars, it'd be me.
Looks like I was wrong.
You mustn't say such things.
Rhinox will find a way.
Trust in him.
Trust isn't easy for a Predacon.
You're only a Predacon because of Tarantulas.
Inside, you're a Maximal.
When this is over, you'll be one again, as you were meant to be.
Easy for you to say.
You enjoy this hero stuff.
Me, I'm a bad girl at heart.
Oh, I know your heart.
When I look into it, I see no evil, only love.
Sappy as always.
What did I ever see in you, anyway?
Oh, yeah, I remember.
No!
How old did the oldest known gold fish live to be?
Fish lived to be 41 years old.
Happy birthday, Fred.
How do you feel?
Someone's been playing squash the spider with an energon bomb.
Then we better start.
Are you ready?
All except for one thing.
Decrypt Datatrax Widow's Edge.
Prepare for direct download.
The Ark's access codes.
I figure you have the best chance of keeping them away from Mega-Ego.
You couldn't pay me to let that spider inside my processor.
Shut up, Rat Trap.
Listen to him, Rat, if you value your spark.
Was that a threat?
Count on it.
Thanks for all your help.
Spare me the maximal mush and let's get the ball bearing rolling.
See you soon, boys.
If you're lucky.
Engage remote network.
Lockdown.
Power up transmission warp.
Return to me soon, beloved.
Shut down on my mark.
Mark.
Stasis lock disabled.
Beginning program removal.
Attention, attention, attention.
Shell program T-70 in jeopardy.
Blackarachnia?
Tarantulas to Megatron.
Our lieutenant.
What news?
I've just learned the Maximals are tampering with Blackarachnia's shell program.
Impossible.
They wouldn't chance that unless...unless she's passed the access codes onto someone else.
Optimus, no doubt.
Of course.
Which fits in nicely with our little plan for him.
But what of Blackarachnia?
She'll never survive the attempt.
The shell I implanted in her has certain...safeguards.
Excellent.
But just to be on the safe side, I believe we'll give the Maximals something else to worry about.
Yes.
Slag. This is Tarantulas' work. We have to intercept it before it reaches her core consciousness.
Not too shabby.
What the slaggin'?
Alert. Power disruption. Systems destabilizing.
Krynox, do something!
Yeah, the Enman the Lab console. I need backup.
Rattrap, report!
Oh, we got grids poppin' out from under every rock!
Bringin' the autoguns online!
Increase emergency power flow to 9.6.
Yes, yes, it's done.
Rattrap?
I can't get a good beat on him with the autoguns.
He's shooting from cover and as far as I can tell, they're aiming at the walls.
They're trying to disrupt our power.
Somehow they know what we're doing. We've got to engage them.
Optimus Primal, Maximals!
Rawr!
Spread out! Draw their fire away from the base!
Ignore the Maximals. Continue to target the base.
Systems are stable. Keep their power level up.
You can rely on me.
This is more fun than stripping a Maximal's circuit!
Fudge over, slime bucket!
Yeah, tanky, tanky, tanky.
Ghosted.
Let the traitor be destroyed!
Your power is useless against the royalty, fool!
Target acquired.
Fire?
This is the last one. Keep the power steady.
Steady.
Hello? We got trouble.
Goodbye, my treacherous creation.
Gotcha, now.
System disruption.
What's happened?
I've got to get back in before...
No!
Rhinox, what's happened?
Reprogramming aborted.
Too late. I'm... sorry.
Blackarachnia.
I'll let Optimus know.
Trench us.
Which fruit should you avoid if you don't want a mosquito bite?
Mosquitoes are attracted to people who have just eaten a banana.
The traitor is done for. Back to base!
Hold your fire! They're withdrawing.
Did we whip their tails or what?
Tell me about it.
No. Something is wrong.
Rhinox?
I never thought I'd say it, but I'm gonna miss her.
I know I will. She was something special.
We should have trusted her more. If only because Silverbolt loved her.
Yeah.
Where is the bird-dog anyway?
He couldn't have... Oh no.
Trench us. She's gone. And it's all because of you, Silverbolt. Maximize!
You've twisted your last innocent life, Spider.
You are the avenging hero.
Blackarachnia.
Such pain. I must help Deepin.
Now that's not very maximal of you.
Creepazoid.
Blackarachnia, maximize!
Love the new look. Goodbye!
You missed. And you're ugly.
Some crabs never know when to let it go.
Not too shabby.
You're not gonna quit on me now, Bowser. Not when I've had my nails done and everything.
Guess which one of your favorite foods never spoils or gets moldy. Unless it gets wet.
Ooh, gross.
I wish I could explain it. One minute I was tumbling down a dark pit. The next there was this light. Then I saw Silverbolt in danger.
And rushed off on your own as usual. Not a very maximal approach.
Even if I'm good, I'm still bad.
And still as welcome as moonlight.
When I thought you were gone, I...
You don't get rid of a prize like me that easy, JoJo.
But if I keep having to save you when you're trying to save me, my future may be in doubt. So, knock it off?
I'm sorry, but I will ever be your champion, my lady.
The way you talk.
Transmetal power. Better get used to it.
Beast Wars.
The 730CMP on Fox Kids.
If I followed you home, would your mom let you keep me?
Beast Wars.
Waspinator.
You will be subcommander for this mission.
Dispose of the sentry and draw out Optimus Primal. We will follow.
Waspinator make Megatron proud.
Yes, I'm certain you will.
Oh man, why am I falling scrap while fish face and legs are out having all the fun?
Predacon unit detected. Spectre 377.
Auto guns on live.
Now this kind of scrap, I don't mind.
Silverbolt, flyer incoming. Watch your back.
Cheetor, Rattrap, with me.
Oh, doggie, but no, that's for Waspinator.
Waspinator, terrorize.
Predacons, attack.
Where are Waspinator's troops?
Sometimes deception is the better part of valor.
Hey, you okay, Big Bot?
Sure thing. I mean, no problem.
Rattrap, take Silverbolt to the CR chamber.
I'll help him.
No, I've got another job for you.
Always collecting scrap. I must be a pack rat.
Rhinox, have all field units return to base immediately.
What do you want me to do, Big Bot?
Take a rest.
Something's not right.
Bridge.
This is a surprise party. Somebody's going to be eating cybervenom.
Optimus, are you contra-circuited? I almost slagged you. What's going on?
Power failure. Where's Depth of Charge? I ordered both of you back to base.
Still working on the scanners. He'll be back when he's finished.
Hey!
What's gotten into you?
Ah, what's gotten into him, indeed. I'm glad you finally made it. We've been waiting for you.
Great face.
Surprise, Sugarbot!
Your voice!
I couldn't play the monkey forever, little darling.
How about a little kiss, Sugarbot?
Let go of me, you metal monkey!
Hmm, six little Maximals. Well, I've almost collected the whole set.
Warning! Stay tuned to Fox Kids or your hair might turn into spaghetti.
A little sauce? Not bad.
Rampage! See to the traitor!
But, Boss!
You said...
Silence, fool! I need you for more important matters.
Manobot, Depth Charge is still out there somewhere. Find and dispose of him.
Inferno, guard our guests.
As you command, Royalty.
The Ark awaits.
Download the access codes to me now.
Alright, got him.
Download aborted. Maximal energy signature required.
So, Optimus has taken precautions. But no matter. The key is in my hand.
Quickstrike, Command Teletron One to stand down.
You live to regret this, Crab-Legs.
I regret everything, my sweet.
Struggle as much as you like. I enjoy it.
You'll enjoy this even better.
Sleep tight, Crab-Kid.
The sanctuary of the Autobots is mine again.
Megatron, greatest leader of the Decepticons. My namesake.
Yours is the first chapter in the history of Cybertron. A chapter that is about to be rewritten.
Something don't seem right about this, boss.
Fool! Optimus gained his power from Prime Spark. Imagine what I will gain when I mingle my spark with his.
Similar to Prohma back in November, however his power is hats off to his finish.
It is I, Tactical Hector.
Oh, no!
He done it. Just like you figured he would.
Naturally. But we haven't much time. Take him now.
What are you doing?
Taking over, boss.
I've got to get the gang back online.
Hey, Crumbrat!
Huh?
Wanna play hide and seek?
No! You can't!
Oh, yes I can!
No! Happy trials!
The Ark is mine!
Along with the destiny of Cybertron itself!
No!
How long did the world's longest hiccuping attack last?
A man in Iowa hiccuped for 69 years!
Uh-oh!
Quick, strike! Give me direct access to Teletrapt 1!
Access granted.
We really pulled it off, didn't we, partner?
I couldn't have done it without you, partner.
Now finish the Maximals while I secure the Ark.
Time to open me up a can of Kit-Kat!
Warning. Systems overload.
100 clicks to core and load.
Systems overload. 100 clicks to core implosion.
And now for the grand finale!
She's escaped!
Let me in!
Only thing worse than a salesman is a pushy Predacon.
Auto guns online.
No!
50 clicks to core implosion.
By the piss you live!
I am not so easily destroyed.
And thanks to your treachery, my power is greater than ever!
Let me thank you!
Oh no!
I knew old crap cakes couldn't do you, you sugar bot.
I'll just have to finish the job myself!
What in tarnation?
Optimus, are you... you again?
Yes, but we haven't much time.
Tarantulas has betrayed Megatron and gotten control of Teletran 1.
I don't know what he's planning.
But it isn't good.
I can suffer your treachery, Lieutenant, but not your incompetence!
Treachery requires no mistakes.
Yes, Megatron, no mistakes.
Seems quiet enough.
Enter the dragon!
By the Matrix!
Get to Teletran 1!
Quickly!
Go!
Primal, it's you again!
Surprise!
25 clicks to core implosion.
That crazy spider's trying to destroy all of us.
This should...
20 clicks to core implosion.
You're a sneaky one, Tarantulas.
But I can play your game too.
15 clicks to core implosion.
The problem is, game's almost over.
Unless...
Teletran 1, upload and run data tracks, Byron.
Come on, work, you slaggin'.
8 clicks to core implosion.
Core implosion aborted. All systems normal.
Have a nice day.
Grrrr.
Did you think you could stand against the fury of both Megatrons?
Farewell, Optimal Optimus.
Warning, if you turn the channel, your eyeballs just might turn around backwards in a second.
Now, Marsha.
Who knows what's in there?
But it cannot be pretty.
Farewell, Optimal Optimus.
It seems I have again been cheated a victory.
But beware, the dragon's wrath!
Vengeance will be mine!
Whoa, talk about a makeover.
It's no joke, Rattrap.
What Megatron's done has just made it more important than ever for us to win this war.
And win it soon.
It's coming, it's coming!
What is it?
Haven't you heard?
It's a Digidon!
Huh, seven Digimon shows all on the same day!
Yes, yes, yes!
I can't believe this!
Well, are you gonna get ready or are you just gonna stand there all day?
Let's go for it, guys!
Oh, I've got to get my hair and nails done!
Eat up, Agumon.
You're gonna need the energy.
It's a big seven-show Digidon this Saturday morning starting at 830E, 730C, and P on Fox Kids!
Wow, it's even bigger than a skyscraper!
The weekdays at noon on Fox 5.
There is then a serious disruption in the time flow.
Location, Nexus Earth.
Impossible, that Nexus is closed.
The experiment has been terminated.
The Nexus is gone, but the danger still exists.
If we are to restore the damage to the time flow, we must send a new mission.
The Nexus is gone, but the danger still exists.
Let the trial commence!
Waspinator will speak for the defense.
Waspinator like defense.
A little more defense and maybe Waspinator not get blown up all the time.
Looks like this is my last roundup.
Two-head throw Megatron in lava pit.
Megatron angry think two-head Twitter want to slag two-head.
Waspinator down with that.
Defense, take a rest.
Just as always, Predacons, your verdict?
Anything to say before sentence is carried out?
I know I done you wrong boss.
Give me another chance, I swear I'll make it up to ya!
Very well, tell me why Tarantulas tried to destroy the Ark.
I don't know, but I do know that Spider double crossed both of us.
I'd be happy to track him down for you and kick his keister.
Dang Spider, I applaud your good intentions, but we are through being lenient with traitors.
Priority alert.
Fire!
Alien signal detected approaching planet.
Last Megatron!
He's ruined my plans and those of the Trypanicus Council as well!
Alert! Alien energy signature detected. Vector 9-3-7.
So, those meddling aliens return. How fortunate.
Impact with base in four cycles.
What of the traitor of royalty?
I have decided to spare him. For now.
Thanks boss, you won't be sorry.
Yes, well if I am, you will be sorrier. Now get to your post.
Well, if it's not a comet, what is it?
Something I thought we'd never see again.
Rhinox to Optimus.
Impact with base in one four cycles.
All guns, open fire!
Cowl fire is having no effect!
Alien radiation discharging. All primary circuits affected.
Extensional shield failing.
No, not now!
Royalty! It will destroy the colony!
Megatron, what should we do? What should we do?
Abandon base.
What's the strangest ingredient in lipstick?
It contains fish scales. Pucker up.
Looks like the beast wars are over.
Hey, what's wrong with you bots? We should be celebrating!
That flaming hunk of space junk just solved all of our problems!
That's no comet. Its power readings are off the scale.
And they're alien.
They're back.
Just like Tarantulas always said they'd be.
The colony!
I am Tyrahawk, emissary of the Valk. Your form's changed, but I know you Megatron.
The Valk charge you with the willful disruption of time and space. Surrender to me immediately.
Violence will not be tolerated.
Megatrons do not surrender?
We conquer! Predacons, attack!
At least this time, Worldinator has company!
Its power is awesome.
Man, oh man, whatever he is, he's making circuit salad out of the pranks. So now can we party?
Rhinox, call Cheetor to these coordinates and tell him not to engage until I get there. I just hope I'm in time.
Am I missing the interface here? You're jumping in to help, Megachirk?
Megatron is carrying the spark of the original Megatron. If he's destroyed, there'll be a time storm which could wipe out Cybertron as we know it.
And when that flying tabby finishes with my old pals, where do you think he's coming next?
Just when things are finally looking up. We're all gonna die.
Megatron, I give you a final chance. Surrender or be terminated.
I give you no chance at all!
Galaphan Galaxies, what's going on?
Something you have no part in.
Let the power of the Thorpe end this! This is my world now. You have no place in it.
So much for the mighty Megatron. Now it's my...Optimus.
This should prove interesting.
I am Optimus Primal, leader of the Maximals. I mean you no harm.
The Valk know you well, Optimus Primal. We'll speak when my primary programming is completed.
I cannot let you destroy Megatron.
His disruption of time and space must end before the damage grows greater.
Destroy him and you'll only make things worse.
Interference will not be tolerated.
A curious species.
Now you're mine.
How long did the world's longest hiccuping attack last?
On an explosive light.
A man in Iowa hiccuped for 69 years.
Uh oh.
Where am I?
Tigatron, Air Razor, you're back!
No, no, wait!
Mr. Pinner, huh?
That's no dream.
Stars of the Nebula.
Ah, you're awake.
Tarantulas.
The Valk know you all too well.
The Valk? A simple name for so arrogant a race.
Keep struggling if you like. In a few clicks my datatrax will destroy the alien influence within you.
And then you will serve me.
I'll never serve one as evil as you.
You have little choice. And while you deal with the Maximals, I will complete the destruction of the Ark.
You can't. The Time Storm from such an action would wipe out your entire race.
Only those descended from Autobot and Decepticon. But I and the Tripedicus Council have different origins.
Under our rule, Cybertron will conquer the universe and your precious Valk.
You're insane.
So they say.
Locator traxenon at execute.
The net!
Something is wrong.
No! Stay away from me!
Whoa! Talk about your wild parties!
Tigerhawk!
Powerball.
Time for these cats to sketch.
Warning. Stay tuned or your underwear will shrink three sizes.
Earth has seven.
Fox Kids is an official no-wedgie zone.
Cheetor. Cheetor.
Big Bot. How did you get here?
You left a pretty big trail.
Optimus!
What is it?
Old friends.
What has happened to me?
Tigatron and Air Razor have come home.
Home? Yes. This is home. I remember now.
Things have changed. What have I become?
Hey, you're Tigerhawk now. A Maximal, I guess.
Tigerhawk. I like the sound of that.
There's a lot of questions still to be answered. For all of us. But for now, welcome home.
Things have changed. A lot.
It's coming. It's coming.
It's coming. What is it?
It's a Digimon. Seven Digimon shows all on the same day.
I can't believe it. Are you going to get ready or are you just going to stand there all day?
Let's go for it, guys. I've got to get my hair and nails done.
Eat up, Agumon. You're going to need the energy.
It's a big seven-show Digimon tomorrow morning starting at 830E, 730C and B on Fox Kids.
It's even bigger than a skyscraper.
Today at 5.
Peace Wars!
And a mighty warrior came down from the sky and a rainbow was upon his head and his feet as pillars of fire.
And the great dragon was cast out onto the earth and his followers were cast out with him.
What in the seven spiral galaxies are you jabbering about?
The Covenant of Primus. Data track 7.613. Only two exist. One was aboard the Ark.
Oh, please. Sure. Okay. Dragon Breath lost his base and we added Thunderbutt there to the team. But you don't got to claim it's ordained.
This is our last opportunity to end the Beast Wars and Megatron's evil.
All we have to do is find him.
Dang it! I hate hiding from them Maxis! Can't I just shoot one?
No! We are at the moment at a tactical disadvantage.
And whose fault is that? You led us to defeat...
Defeat? Not yet. I suspect that Tarantulas may have left a legacy I can yet utilize.
Against Tiger Hawk?
Our royalty will triumph. All we need is a new colony. And I shall find it.
Ha! Antbot not find out thorax with both hands in a road map.
A new base. Yes. Take Quickstrike and Waspinator, Subcommander. See what you can locate.
At once, my Queen.
The rest of you, search this wreckage. That spider's scheming was one of the few certainties in this struggle.
Ah yes. Incipient treachery from Unicron's spawn may yet turn the tide.
This is Deft the Charge. Productivity spotted in Grid Skyline.
Confirmed. Strike team ready to deploy. Fall back until their arrival.
Blow it out your exhaust port optimal. Exis down there. I'm going in.
Deft Charge! Deft Charge fall back!
Get it, bots. The moment is now. Transform and finish it.
More of that spider's toys. We're wasting our time.
I'm not if what I suspect is... Yes. Yes! Dinobot, Rampage, into the submersible and quickly. Victory may yet be ours.
Hmm. Our quarry appears to have vanished. I know they were here. I can still smell the stink of Exis Spark.
Ha! I knew it! Deft Charge, wait!
Do smells have weight? Eww, the average smell weighs 750 nanograms and we're not talking about the big ones.
Silverbolt! Aside, scrap heap!
Worry not, my love. It's just a scratch.
Maybe. But I'd say you'd do some time in the CR chamber.
Sir, I'll be fine. I just... Shut up and obey your commander, bone brain.
Yes, dear. I'll escort them back.
Come on. We've got work to do.
There! That will be our new colony.
Eww. I don't want to move in there. It's got all them hairy critters in it.
Unless... Unless you mean we's gonna slag them. Oh, oh, please tell me that's what you're planning.
The royalty demands a new colony and we shall take it by force.
Yahoo! Now you're talking! How's about it, bug boy? You ready to rip?
No. What?
But the royalty commands.
I said no! Dragonbot command you, Subcommander Kissbot! Dragonbot not command Waspinator! Not anymore! Waspinator sick of being evil, sick of being Predacon!
And Waspinator especially sick of getting blown to scrap all the time!
So, Waspinator Chris, as of now, which means Antbot and Two-Heads can just pucker their mandibles and plant big, wet, juicy one right here on Waspinator's big, fat, stripy...
For the glory of the royalty!
Yee-haw!
Grrr!
Dang! Them little play-pictures tougher than they used to be!
Waspinator has plans!
Don't plishy-butt listen to Waspinator!
X was here and Dinobot. They went that way.
Fleeing our approach?
Not if I know Megatron. He's after something.
Nemesis.