Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[ chuckles ]
[ Oprimus Prime groans ]
And the secret of perpetual energy will be ours alone!
Aaah.
HOUND: He's in range.
The plans for the solar satellite must be seized.
Smile, guys, this won't hurt a bit!
BLUESTREAK: Ah, Bumblebee.
You're launching my solar power-generating satellite?
Have fun, guys!
-A musical sonic boom. Good old Jazz.
-Everybody to the recharging chambers.
The Autobots can't defend themselves from Decepticons who aren't there.
-So I hope you're both wizards when it comes to fixing broken aircraft.
-The plans. Give me those plans.
Wonderful. I'm on my way.