All language subtitles for Transformers Robots in Disguise s03e05 Mini-Con Madness.eng

NARRATOR:
Previously, on Robots in Disguise.

I do believe
we've hit the motherload.

( groaning )

Starscream?

Where are my MiniCons?

Don't let them leap
into your hands!

It's how they take control.

We only came for the high energy
pulse generator we detected.

I'm afraid it was destroyed.

Then there
is nothing for us here.

Time to get paid.

STARSCREAM:
You brought me the wrong MiniCons.

Hello, Bumblebee.

Starscream? What do you want?

You.

This isn't over.

Contact coming in by air.

I think we just got
a lot better equipped.

( grunting )

STARSCREAM:
Is it possible, Bumblebee, that my luck has finally turned?

I came to Earth merely
to reclaim my property,

but to find the Dark Star Saber
and to have you at my mercy?

It's an embarrassment
of good fortune!

The Mini-Cons you captured
from my team, Starscream,

where are they?

The Mini-Cons,
as well as you,

make excellent insurance
against any Autobot friends

you may have lurking about,
trying to stop me.

( grunting ) ( dramatic
theme playing )

( gasps )

Heh. How adorable.

Bumblebee thinks
he still has a chance.

( laughing )

( roars )
Robots in disguise

Jetstorm! Slipstream! Fixit!

You're outmanned
and unarmed, Autobot.

You know how this ends.

I know how you want it to end.

( grunting )

( screams )

Got that out
of your system?

( groans )

And Starscream
must have jamming gear,

because we can't
find Jet's, Slip's,

Bumblebee's or Fixit's
energy signatures.

Starscream.

He is harder to eliminate
than servo rust.

I wish I had been
able to respond earlier

to Bumblebee's
call for assistance.

You're here now,
that's all that matters.

And I relinquish command of this
unit to a superior officer.

Enough talk!

Every moment my students remain

in Starscream's clutches
could mean their lives!

And nothin' better happen to them or
Fixit before I can really apologize!

The good news is, thanks
to Fixit's training course,

Russell and I know how to read
the scanners! Pretty much.

We think Starscream
had to be nearby

to project
that hologram of himself.

Excellent work,
Denny and Russell.

Sideswipe, Strongarm, Grimlock,

conduct your search to the north
and east of the Scrapyard.

Drift, scour the area
to the south and west.

I shall see what
I can from the air.

Comfortable?

( groans )

Hm. I want to be sure
you have a good seat

from which to observe
my ultimate triumph.

Oh, is going back
to your old body style

supposed to make
the difference this time?

( groans )
Hm. Heh, heh. Oh, no.

After I disposed of
the Predacons back at Darkmount,

I simply thought it best
to adopt a look

as powerful as I was feeling.

How did you get rid
of the Predacons?

And what's so important about
the scavengers' Mini-Cons?

Glad you asked. I've been waiting
to recount this thrilling tale.

Allow me to set the scene.

I had been cruelly abandoned by
my ungrateful master, Megatron.

And at his fortress,
Darkmount,

I was confronted by
revenge-crazed Predacons.

Bravely, I faced them!

I lured them deeper
into the Fortress.

In an inner chamber, I found
just what I'd been hoping for.

( beeping ) Weapons
hoarded by Megatron,

capable of destroying
even Predacons!

With the Predacons vanquished,

I wondered what else I
might find in Darkmount.

Perhaps something
with which to exact revenge

upon my former master
for his many crimes against me.

In a lab, I found
seven peculiar Mini-Cons,

unlike any I'd ever seen,
in experimentation tubes.

Megatron's records said that
the Mini-Cons

had been captured in their
youth, and genetically modified.

These Mini-Cons could connect
to Autobots and Decepticons,

and provide a power surge
to their new hosts.

Further,
they could take command

of their hosts'
motor functions.

But Megatron had a theory,

which he apparently
never tested,

that if all seven Mini-Cons
were to powerlink

with a single host,

that host would surge in power

to a level beyond
that of a Prime!

With such power,
I could destroy Megatron

for all he did to me,

and then succeed
where he didn't,

and claim the galaxy as my own!

I freed the Mini-Cons,
but they escaped.

Clever little toasters.

So you hired bounty hunters

and tracked
the Mini-Cons to Earth.

Ugh, how I hate this place.

But on arriving here,
I did find the Dark Star Saber.

Though it fights me.

Apparently, it thinks
I'm not totally worthy of it!

Shocking.

But with you off the board,

and your teammates helpless
without your leadership,

I can resume my search
for the Mini-Cons.

Prepare to powerlink
me with all seven Mini-Cons.

Scanners activated.

Now, where are you,
my little doomsday devices?

SIDESWIPE:
Can't you go any faster?!

STRONGARM: Hey, don't take it out on me because
you haven't apologized to Jet, Slip and Fixit!

We'll find them,
and Bumblebee.

We just-- Aah!

Strongarm to all Autobots. Immediate backup
to our position! Repeat: immediate--

( distant footsteps )

( both grunting )

( groans )

( groans )

Ugh! You-- You Mini-Cons
are under arrest

for taking control
of a law officer and a...

punk!

Windstrike! Sawtooth!

Do not release these two until--

( Grimlock screams )

Uh, are we all friends now
or...

Attack! ( dramatic
theme playing )

That'd be a "no"!

( dramatic theme playing )

I know you guys
aren't in control.

I don't want to hurt you!

Agh! We don't want to hurt you!

( all grunting )

( grunting )

We should keep control of the
Autobots and the Dinobot, Aerobolt.

Buzzstrike's right. If we
run into Starscream again,

we'd be better able
to deal with him.

We do not wish
to control any creature

longer than is necessary, for--

( footsteps )
( gasps )

( dramatic theme playing )

Regroup and attack!

Wait!
I recognize you...

From my youth before we
were captured by Megatron.

You are Optimus Prime.

We mean you no harm.

I'd like to do
'em a little harm.

Hostilities between us
are ended.

I apologize
for our aggression.

Since we awoke,
we have trusted no one.

I still don't trust anyone.

I know you are being pursued by
Starscream, but little else.

Tell me your story.

( groans )

Jetstorm, keep trying!
We must escape and...

( grunts ):
...contribute to this fight!

Indeed, Slipstream! ( grunts ): We
do not wish to hear any more remarks

about our value or ability
from, unh, Sideswipe!

You two are as stubborn
as your sensei.

You need to stop and
drink-- stink-- think!

We can't go through
Starscream's force field.

Perhaps we might go around it?

( grunts ):
The wall is reinforced.

( grunts ):
As is the floor.

Oh! How about up? There!

That grate should lead
to a cooling duct

one of us might fit through!

The only question
is how we're going to reach--

( groans ):
Ow!

I do not recall being consulted
on this course of-- Aah!

You may have-- ugh--
overestimated the strength of--

Oh! My neck stabilizers!

I shall return soon
with the means to free you!

I hope no harm befalls him.

Ugh! Could you maybe hope
from down on the ground?

After we escaped
Starscream at Darkmount,

we enlisted with
the Decepticon scavengers

as a means
of getting off Cybertron.

If we'd known they were
heading for Earth,

the second most-frequented
planet for Cybetronians,

we never would've come.

Immediately on arriving,

we began trying
to convince our hosts to leave,

even as we searched
for a way to escape

the scavengers
and strike out on our own.

We stole their
sub-orbital transport,

but it ran out of fuel.

That's when we found you.

And you bot-jacked us!

About that.
When you took us over,

I could tell
you gave me a surge,

but it also felt like,
I don't know,

there could have
been more power.

Like you were holding back. This is true.
Unless the surge is mutually agreed upon,

and totally committed to by both
sides, full power is not shared.

Surely there is
no Autobot more worthy

of sharing our energies
than you, Optimus Prime.

Will you accept
the surge I can provide?

I am not certain.

It will only work
if you trust me.

Very well, let us try.

( dramatic theme playing )

( grunts )

( groaning )

I apologize, Aerobolt.

It is understandable.

Trust must be proven,
not merely spoken.

Perhaps we should avoid surge
pairings between

Autobots and Mini-Cons
for the time being.

Good! We can focus on more
important things,

Like finding the Mini-Cons!

Yes! We must delay no further!

They are correct.
We must locate our friends.

Once that is accomplished,
we will help you find a home.

Where you will never
be bothered again.

We appreciate your assistance.

Until then, please stay
with us so we may protect you,

should Starscream attack.

We can protect ourselves,
Optimus.

I meant no disrespect.

We shall protect each other.

I don't feel
right about this.

You never feel right.

And I'm usually correct!

STARSCREAM:
Agh, the Mini-Cons' energy signatures are so odd.

Perhaps they've been trying
to attach to new hosts.

And perhaps this energy
fluctuation can scramble

nearby equipment left
un-shielded, such as comms.

( hinge squeaks )

( groaning )

What was that?!

Probably Earth rodents.

Eh, this sector is lousy with 'em. I think
they're kind of cute, personally, but--

( impatient growl )

( sword ringing )

( soft theme playing )

( laughs ) What is so funny?

Ha, well, you said
you weren't getting full power

from the Dark Star Saber...

How big a failure
do you have to be

for an evil sword
to find you unworthy?

( Bumblebee laughs )

STARSCREAM:
Ah! Enjoy your good laugh now, Bumblebee.

Things won't seem
so amusing to you

when the galaxy
is under my command.

You'll find a way to mess
this up, Starscream.

It's the only thing you've ever
been good at. Failing!

You're just like Megatron.

Belittling me, diminishing me.

Not taking you seriously.

( angry growl )

Ugh. Nothing.

But you're going to take me
seriously, Bumblebee.

You and Megatron!

Yeah, good luck with that.

( angry growl )

( sighs )

Why are we risking ourselves
for these Autobots?

Let them worry
about their own allies!

Optimus Prime and his friends seem
to have good intentions toward us.

Besides, I'd rather see
Starscream defeated

than worry about him
for the rest of our lives!

We trust these Autobots just

because they say
we can trust them?

Didn't you say you felt something when
you tried to take over the Dinobot?

Something that made you think he
was perhaps worthy of that trust?

Ah, I don't know what I felt.

I'm thinking about
going off on my own.

Easier to travel, no one
to be responsible for.

Don't, please.

It would be too
dangerous for you.

And we are all stronger
together than apart.

Okay, I'll stay.

For now.

You seem distracted,
Sideswipe.

It's just, I said something
to the Mini-Cons

I shouldn't have, and now
I feel terrible about it.

Too often, we forget our friends
have feelings. No kidding.

CLAWTRAP ( distantly ):
We'll deal with Starscream for what he did to us.

But first,
those Mini-Cons need to pay!

Having to summon
our mother ship to pick us up.

Humiliating!

Once we find the sub-orbital craft, those
half-size tin cans stole from us...

I guess the universe
was listening.

We want the Mini-Cons.

We'll take them by force,
if we have to.

You four? Against all of us?

This'll take two seconds.

Even with weapons, you cannot--

( grunts )

( grunts )

Looks like these relic hunters
hunted up some decent relics.

Do not take them lightly.

These Decepticons
may not even know

what their artifacts can do.

( groans )

Pressure...

crushing me.

( grunts )

Whoa!

( grunts )

This might take a little more
than two seconds.

( action theme playing )

Aerobolt,
what should we do?

( groans )

Perhaps we should attach
to the Autobots,

provide them
with power surges.

No!
We do not know the full extent

of the effects of such pairings.

I will not stand by
while others fight for us!

( grunting )

Huh?

( grunts )
( yells )

( grunting )

Ha, ha. Power surge!

Finally.

( ominous theme playing )

( both grunting )

( both grunting )

( growls )

( grunts )

You're not controlling me.

We are more effective united
than as individuals.

Will you trust me and accept
the surge I can provide?

Go for it.

( triumphant theme playing )

( grunts )

( grunting )

And stay down!

( weapons clanging )

( grunting )

Aah!

Yowza.

Optimus!

( grunting )

( grunts )

( grunts )

Sawtooth!

Aerobolt!
Do not separate from us.

Never had a chance to figure out
what this one does.

( electricity crackling )
( all groaning )

Feedback web. Nice.

Time for payback, Mini-Cons.

STARSCREAM ( over loudspeaker ):
I'm afraid not.

( dramatic theme playing )

Time to take me seriously,
Bumblebee.

The Mini-Cons,
and all their power, are mine.

Finally.

Finally...

I've won!

( dramatic theme playing )

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