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stand in the way of attacking us!
-(Laughs) Anyone for a game of... catch?
As a gift to his people.
Energy which your hypno-chip slaves will collect into energon cubes.
-Position the slaves, doctor. At once!
Our circuitry's been shorted out!
-Gee, Dad, it's sure great to have you back. Dad?
and the Autobots once and for all!
If energy pylons are not operational, Cybertron will be catapulted into oblivion.
I, and I alone, control the actions of my slaves.
-I say Megatron's plan was brilliant.
We are ready to transport Cybertron.
I never dreamed you'd let a few worthless flesh creatures,
(Cliffjumper) Aah! Watch it, Sparkplug!
-Right. Soon as I feel a tug,
a Maharaja has converted his palace into a Solar power station.
-We were set up!
-No, slave. Fix only the Autobots who are injured.
-And I say the diversionary attack on the solar plant was a waste of energy.
which threaten to rip the planet apart.
...you win.