All language subtitles for Transformers Robots in Disguise s02e11 Graduation Exercises.eng

( dramatic theme playing )

Runnin' strong today, OP!

Starting to feel
a little better, huh?

I have felt
my strength returning

in recent weeks, Sideswipe.

But that is not
the reason for my urgency.

Windblade, are there
any new readings?

Initial reports
are confirmed, Optimus.

The security shield

protecting one of my hidden
supply caches has been engaged.

But I can't tell
if there's been a breach.

Stay alert
and be ready for combat

at any moment, my students.

( dramatic theme playing )

Apart from the broken gate,

I do not detect any obvious
signs of activity.

Proceed cautiously,
Stealth Team.

That way.

Master Drift,
Jetstorm was wondering--

We were
wondering!

We were wondering,
respectfully,

if you felt we have progressed
enough in our studies

to perhaps begin making tactical
decisions for ourselves?

We have fought
many Decepticons.

We feel we are ready.

Yeah, Drift! The little guys
can't spend their whole lives

at the end
of your leash!

My students will complete
their training when I decide.

And when I make
that decision,

I will not
require assistance.

Don't worry, guys, you're
breaking him down, I can feel it.

STOCKADE:
Autobots in Grid 14. Excellent!

Moving to Stage 2
of Operation: Break-In.

Perhaps they'll succeed
where we could not,

and then we'll claim
our spoils and destroy them!

( roars )

DRIFT:
Windblade, have many of your caches

been compromised over the years?

WINDBLADE:
No. None.

I've stashed weapons
and supplies all over.

My security systems
have always held.

Whatever security
you put up

doesn't look like
it's still here, Windy.

I'll take the point,
in case something-- Unh!

( suspenseful theme playing )

Oh, thank you for taking
the point, Sideswipe. Ha.

What hit me?

Look at the wall out of
the corner of your eye.

Tricky.

Light-benders in there
keep the force field

and the controls
almost completely hidden.

The field should
be dark blue.

It's taken light damage,
but it hasn't been breached.

OPTIMUS:
An impressive collection.

This is one
of my larger stashes.

Nothing appears
to be missing.

DRIFT:
Is it safe to leave your supplies here?

Should be. But I want to repair
the force field before we go.

And we should see
if anything in there

might be of use
to us when we-- Unh!

( dramatic theme playing )

( soldiers grunting )

( all grunting )

Just a bunch of pee-wee
pushovers.

I don't think even an army
of 'em could dent my--

( grunting )

Maintain fire, soldiers. Don't
let the enemy catch its breath.

( all grunting )

Just what every
general dreams of.

A chance to prove himself

against the best
on the field of battle!

( all continue grunting )

We have to close
the freezer door, unh,

and re-activate
the security system, unh,

before these
'Cons get in there

and load up even
more on weapons!

Drift. You're the closest. Can
you reach the door to close it?

We shall try.
Students, return to me.

What did you say,
Master? It is too loud.

We will attack the enemy
from their flank!

( growls )

( all grunting )

( dramatic theme playing )

DRIFT:
Move!

SIDESWIPE:
Huh?

( screams )

Master!

Bot down!
Press the advantage!

Move it, move it,
move it!

( groans )

You can't get to him!
Hang back!

But our Master
needs us.

( all grunting )

Drift. Use the control panel
to lock yourself in the freezer.

( grunting )

Let's go.

( grunting )

You think I'm gonna
let your battalions link up?

What am I, some
wet-behind-the-gears corporal?

( grunts )

( both grunt )

This way.

I hope they just
stopped for lunch...

( soldiers grunting )

SIDESWIPE:
Hop on!

( both grunting )

( soldiers continue grunting )

( dramatic theme playing )

( all yell )

( all yell and grunt )

I take it back.

Those peewees are no pushovers.

Quickly!

Attention, Autobots.

This is General Stockade.

In addition
to our own firepower,

we have copious amounts
of ordnance

raided from human
military installations.

You will either surrender
and grant me immediate access

to the weapons storage unit
your injured comrade occupies,

or you will all be destroyed.

STOCKADE ( over PA ):
You may consider your nonexistent options.

Do not take long.

A reinforced
bomb shelter.

Keeping our enemies out,
but trapping us inside.

Optimus to Drift
and Sideswipe.

Are you all right?
SIDESWIPE: Yeah, sorta.

I think we're in an armory, but
all the weapons are long gone.

The building's
seriously reinforced,

so Colonel Crackpot
out there

is gonna have a heck
of a time getting in.

What about Master Drift?
Is he...?

DRIFT ( over comm ):
Unh. I am inside Windblade's cache,

and the security
system is active.

However, I do not believe
the force shield

can withstand
a sustained attack.

Additionally, my legs
have been damaged.

It will be some time
before I am able to walk.

OPTIMUS ( over PA ):
Understood. Sideswipe, I assume our enemy

is keeping watch
on our doors.

How long would it take you
to escape by other means?

You mean carve my way out
with my Decepticon Hunter?

This place was built

to hold off everything
short of nuclear weapons.

I'd say a couple hours.
If I'm lucky.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Yes. We would
say the same here.

Optimus to Scrapyard.
Do you read me, Fixit?

Optimus Prime,
what a pleasant supplies--

Surmise-- Surprise!

How are you?
Is your weather pleasant?

Here, it's sunny
with a chance of--

OPTIMUS ( over comm ):
We are pinned down, Fixit.

Can Bumblebee's team
provide assistance?

Negative, Optimus.

Bumblebee and his team
are on a mission

and interference
at their location

makes it impossible
for me to contact them.

Can you give us information
on a Decepticon named Stockade?

( computer beeping )

FIXIT:
Stockade. The most decorated general in the Decepticon army.

He tried to stage
a military coup but failed.

The only time he was
ever conquered in battle.

Until you defeat him,
of course.

OPTIMUS ( over comm ):
Thank you, Fixit.

I'll continue trying to contact
Lieutenant Bumblebee.

Please do. Optimus out.

Ah. Sounds like
the best 'Bot to ask

for advice on our situation
is on the other side.

You forget, Windblade.

I've been leading troops into
battle for a long time myself,

and I know a few things
about tactics.

Such as how to buy us some time
while we plan our escape.

( grunting )

OPTIMUS ( over comm ):
Drift, what's your status?

Unchanged. I am securing
weapons from Windblade's cache

in case Stockade's
troops attack.

OPTIMUS:
Is there a base address device,

similar to the one Stockade
is using, in your location?

( suspenseful theme playing )

DRIFT:
Yes.

OPTIMUS:
Can you reach it?

They've had enough time to make
their decision. Prepare to fire!

DRIFT ( over comm ):
General Stockade. I speak to you

from inside the weapons
storage chamber.

Finally!

DRIFT:
Among the items stored here is a "doomsday device"

that can destroy this planet
and all life on it.

Let my teammates and me go

and depart this place,
or I shall detonate the device.

He's bluffing.

Run another scan on the cache.

I don't hear any fighting.
Huh.

Major Disaster
must have gone for it.

I would give anything
to be in that storage chamber.

As would I.

What are you two
talking about?

Master Drift's injury and
predicament are our fault.

Because he saved you
and took a hit? Knock it off.

No, because he ordered us
to un-deploy onto him,

and we acted as if
we did not hear him.

If we had followed his order,

perhaps he would not be hurt.

We wanted to show we could
operate on our own.

As a result of our deceit,

the Master is hurt, and we have
brought shame upon him.

And ourselves.

We would do anything
to make up for our error.

Big deal,
you made a mistake.

We'll get out
of this.

Promise me you won't
try to fix things

by staying with Drift
your whole lives.

You've got a right
to make your own road.

Mini-Cons like you
can choose to deploy

from any Autobot that's
willing to take you.

You don't have to partner
with Drift forever.

( dramatic theme playing )

What? What did I say?

( percussive theme playing )

Any large energy signatures
from inside there?

Hup-hup-hup.

SIDESWIPE ( over PA ):
Yo, Corporal Punishment!

This is one of your prisoners
in the building across the way!

If you promise not to hurt me,

I'll tell you
everything I know

about Autobots here
on this planet.

I think Slick has
something up his arm plating.

That's valuable intel!

Bring that Bot to me.
Double time!

But take all precautions. It
could be a trick of some kind.

Move it, move it, move it!

( action theme playing )

Hup-hup-hup-
hup-hup-hup.

Hi, guys.
How's the war going?

Hup, hup, hup.

( all soldiers grunting )

( jaunty theme playing )

Oh, right. You're wondering
where my friends went.

( dramatic theme playing )

Now we'll show you
how the big bots do it.

( soldiers grunting )

( all grunting )

Base to field team! Why haven't
you brought me that 'Bot yet?

Respond. Respond!

Slick wouldn't let us down.

Field team, respond!

( suspenseful theme playing )

Respond!

( soldier grunting )
( computer beeping )

I knew it was a bluff.
Open fire!

( grunting )

( dramatic theme playing )

( soldiers stop grunting )

Hey, Optimus, Windy,

room service?

( clanging )

What's the plan?

We could not disable the door's
magnetic field lock from inside.

We're attempting
to force it open.

WINDBLADE:
A little help would be appreciated, Slick.

( slashing )

Your wish is my command.

( grunting )

( soldiers grunting )

( dramatic theme playing )

The field is down! Advance!

( both grunt )

Your minions will no longer
threaten our Master, Stockade.

They are nothing!
Go through them!

( soldiers grunting )

BOTH ( in unison ):
Master!

( suspenseful theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( all grunting )

Master Drift.

( bomb beeping )

Many thanks, Master.

( dramatic theme playing )

( Sideswipe grunting )

Good work, Sideswipe.
Now stand clear.

( grunting )

( dramatic theme playing )

Someone's definitely
feeling better.

Come.
The others need us.

( groaning )
( clicking )

Fight, you goldbricks!
I trained you better than this!

It's only one wounded Autobot
and two juvenile Mini-Cons!

OPTIMUS:
Not "only" them, Stockade.

( dramatic theme playing )

Unh. Prepare to be defeated
by your better, Optimus Prime.

Prepare to be deeply
disappointed, Stockade.

( both grunting )

( grunts )

( dramatic theme playing )

( yells )

( both grunting )

( gulps )

Huh?

You've got
to teach me those moves.

( all grunting )

A temporary defeat...

I shall return...

( groans )

Not any time soon.

BOTH ( in unison ):
Master!

Hey, Drift-- Ow!

Three times in one day?

Excuse me, Sideswipe.

I mistook you for another
unintelligent enemy.

BOTH ( in unison ):
Master Drift.

I am well, Slipstream, Jetstorm.

We will assist you.

No. You performed...
admirably today...

without my guidance.

Your education is complete.

You are no longer
my students.

Yes!
But, Master Drift,

we do not wish
to be on our own.

We wish to remain
under your tutelage.

What?

Now that we have begun
deploying from other Autobots,

surely there are many new combat
techniques you can teach us.

Yes, 1035 of them.

Also, we ignored your earlier
call to join with you

so we could
fight on our own.

Clearly, we have
not mastered respect.

Please, may we
stay with you?

You may.

But this trend
of disrespect concerns me.

And it will
not be tolerated.

BOTH ( in unison ):
Yes, teacher.

I will never
understand them.

Anybody here need punchin'?

Grimlock!

We got back
from our mission,

and Fixit said we really needed
to get the GroundBridge working

'cause you were in trouble.

He was correct.

We have captives
and supplies

that would best
be stored in the Scrapyard.

And our master
is in need of repairs.

GRIMLOCK:
Then let's start with you, Drift.

DRIFT:
Unh, no! Put me-- Unh, I can--

Ah. How disrespectful...

( soft theme playing )

Autobots, the time
has come to go home.

( dramatic theme playing )

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