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♪ The Transformers ♪

♪ More than meets the eye ♪

♪ Autobots wage their battle to destroy the evil forces of the Decepticons. ♪

♪ Transformers ♪

♪ Robots in disguise ♪

♪ The Transformers ♪

♪ More than meets the eye ♪

♪ The Transformers ♪

Bumblebee to Optimus Prime,

are we getting close?

-OPTIMUS PRIME: Affirmative.

You and Powerglide are heading directly toward,

the strange energy waves Teletraan I detected.

Your report will be of extreme importance.

-I'll do my best, Optimus Prime.

Bumblebee out.

Wow. I didn't know the big guy thought that much of me.

-Hey, you must be hot stuff pal.

Or you wouldn't be sharing the sky with 'ol Powerglide.

-Where ya goin'?

-Joy ridin' little B-buddy. I'm in a cloud climbing mood.

Watch me!

-Pull out! You're gonna hit the energy waves!

-They don't bother me.

I got too much pizzazz for 'em!

-Well they're giving me dizzy diodes.

-Nothin' to it when you got the zap!

-My jetpack wasn't built for stunt flying.

Hey!

There's not supposed to be an island down there.

-Great! 'Ol Powerglide loves mystery.

-What's that?

Looks kinda like that Dinobot, Swoop.

Oh no!

-H-hang in there, Bumblebee.

Prepare for a daring rescue meneauver.

-Can't he just s-save a guy without doin' a commercial?

-Let's see how big, mean and gruesome likes the 'ol Powerglide pow!

-Whaaah!

-POWERGLIDE: See ya downstairs as soon as I lay a little sizzle our flying friend.

-Come on, jetpack! You can do it!

-You ok, little bug-buddy?

-Yeah. Except for a ding in the caboose.

Uh, You keep the sky, Powerglide. I better stick to the road.

Aww, my jetpack's shot.

-Not with 'ol Doc Powerglide on the case. Give it here.

-Wow. What a wild looking area.

-Yeah. I never saw a place like this before.

-Well I have have.

In pictures when the Dinobots were being constructed.

This is just how the planet Earth looked during the Dinosaur age.

About 100 million years ago.

That flyin' troublemaker was a Pteranadon.

The model for Swoop.

And... Yeaaaw!!

-Fixin' can wait.

Flyin' can't. Hop on!

And hang on to your transistors!

BUMBLEBEE: Amazing. And all we went to investigate was some weird energy waves.

-Wow. Live Dinosaurs.

I'd sure like to visit that island.

-[ Cliffjumper laughs ]

We have enough headaches with Dinobots, the last thing we need is Dinosaurs.

WHEELJACK: Listen. The Dinobots have a lot of good qualities.

I'll admit they're kind of clumsy,

but lately I've been teaching them to use their powers with a little more finesse.

-Beryllium balogna, Wheeljack.

Once a dino-clutz always a dino-clutz.

But go ahead with your demonstration it'll only prove my point.

-[clears his throat ]

I think you're gonna eat those words on a silicon wafer.

Let's show 'em.

Grimlock!

Transform!

-Yes. Me, Grimlock, transform.

-Good. Now, uh, help me out Blaster.

Transform and play something uh...

...Nice.

-And now a nice and nifty musical selection for easy listening.

Hold onto your dancing shoes and go man go.

WHEELJACK: Alright, Grimlock, demonstrate your fine-tuned laser breath.

- [ Light Rock musical track plays ]

Get down and truly hop to town, yeah!

-Cut that racket!

Yer fusin' my audio sensors!

-What that is, Sludge?

-Uhh Sludge not know.

Maybe time to do our thing.

-Hey! Wheeljack did it!

-He actually civilized a Dinobot...

...Sort of.

-Your verdict, Optimus?

-Very impressive, Wheeljack.

But what about the other Dinobots?

-Slag! Sludge! Be careful!

Too late.

-Whoa! That hotfoot could melt your shoes.

-Slag. Sludge. Go away.

Me, Grimlock, demonstarting finesse.

Whatever that mean.

-Duck! Or it's barbeque city!

-Want to see what commotion is, Swoop?

-Yes, Snarl. Uh, me want.

- I told ya it wouldn't work, Wheeljack.

And it's gonna get worse.

Lookout!

-Oh, no. They're heading toward Teletraan I!

BUMBLEBEE: We gotta stop 'em before they total everything.

-Teletraan I!

-Uh-uh. The Dinobot demolition derby is now closed.

-Are ya ready Inferno?

-Ready, ready Red Alert. I'm alwas read for action.

-Gang way! Don't interfere.

-Time for repairs, I guess.

-I'll help, Ratchet.

-Hey! We were tryin' to fix that.

-Clumsy oafs!

-Come on! We'll fight 'em to a stand still.

OPTIMUS PRIME: No! That won't be necessary, Sideswipe.

Grimlock will bring the other Dinobots under control.

Grimlock. Stop stumbling around and end this chaos.

Transform.

-Yes. Me, Grimlock, stop stumbling.

Dinobots! Transform and end chaos.

Me, Grimlock, command you.

Dinobots not want to make mess, Optimus Prime.

-I know, Grimlock.

It's just that you Dinobots are too big to train here.

You need more room for...

-Optimus Prime. What about that prehistoric island Powerglide and I found?

-Good suggestion, Bumblebee.

Let's give it a try.

-Fantastic! Real, live Dinosaurs.

Remember. You will remain on the island until you have truly mastered your powers.

-Me, Grimlock, understand.

-More room to stomp.

-Oh. More room good for big Sludge.

-Swoop say whoopee! Go!

-You'll all be back soon. I'd bet on it.

-Good luck fellas.

-Ready to lead the way, Powerglide?

-Hey, 'ol Powerglide loves guidin' tourists.

Climb abord, Spike.

Today you're flyin' first class.

-Hope you have more fun on that island than I did, Spike.

-Good luck. All of ya.

-It's a jet. It's a rocket. No, it's Powergliiide.

-Dinobots follow Powergliiiiiiide!

-Sounwave to Megatron.

Did you copy?

-Affrimative, Soundwave.

At least some Decepticons do not disappoint me.

-Shall I return to base?

-Not yet! This mysterious island intrigues me.

-Dispatch Laserbeak to investigate.

-As you command, Megatron.

-Almost there, Spike.

Now let's pull out the stops and try and little aerial terpsichore.

-A little what?

Hey!

Oh no!

That was really... unbelievable.

-H-Hey, it was. Wasn't it?

Uh-oh. Fun's over. There's work to do.

End of the line, Spike.

Fasten your safety belt and return your seat to the fully upright position.

SPIKE: Oh, wow. I think I'll call it Dinobot Island.

Me, Grimlock, love Dinobot Island.

-Room to move.

Room to fight.

Room to stumble.

-Feel like home to me, Grimlock.

But don't know why.

-How 'bout this place, Spike?

Talk about nutsy scenery, huh?

-It's like an encyclopedia come to life.

SPIKE: A lost world, where time stands still.

It's perfect for the Dinobots.

And this island is loaded with energy sources.

Active volcanoes, oil pools, steaming geysers.

Dinobot Islands got everything.

-Good thing those Decepti-cuckoos don't know about it.

-Aah, Sludge like.

-Snarl like too, Sludge.

Like. Like! Like whole bunch!

-Well, it's a little boondockish for a sophisticate like 'ol Poweglide.

But it's just right for you Dinos.

Don't you agree with me, Spike?

Spike?

Spike?! Hey, kid, where'd you go?

-Wow, Dinobot Island is too much.

I could stay here forever.

Will ya look at the size of that.

Makes an eagle look like a hummingbird.

Uh-oh.

I think he thinks I'm his next meal.

Well he can forget it!

I'm not gonna end up as...

Bird food.

Help!

Powerglide!

Swoop!

Help!

What is this bird planning on hatching out of these eggs?

Battleships?

-I come for you, Spike.

I save you!

-Wow! Thanks Swoop!

I think I was just about to become a little ham on his eggs.

-You watch where you go this time, Spike.

-I'll be careful, Swoop.

I still wanna take a look around.

Man. Everywhere you look it's, it's unreal.

No!

Let go!

Help!!

Help!!

-Dinobots!

Powerglide!

Help!

-Spike.

He's got trouble!

Hang on, pal!

The tops in air rescue talent is heading your way!

-Me, Grimlock, must help friend Spike.

POWERGLIDE: Whoa. Talk about ugly.

Fortunately I'm not really designed for roughhousing with reptiles.

-But Dinobot is!

-Hurry guys!

This monster thinks I'm a meatloaf.

-Thanks, guys.

Dinobot Island's all yours.

-Goodbye, friends. Goodbye.

-Bye Grimlock. Bye guys!

I'd write but uh...

You can't read.

-Now, Soundwave, show us what Laserbeak found on that island.

-As you order, Megatron.

-Aah, a raw and primitive place.

And an energy paradise, ripe for plundering.

-But what about the strange waves Laserbeak reported?

They might be dangerous.

-Silence!

We leave immediately for Dinobot Island.

-Good place for Dinobots tests.

-You, Grimlock, leader.

-First, target practice.

Hit big rocks.

Me, Grimlock, say rotten shooting.

But getting better.

Now, harder tests.

Dinobots, transform.

GRIMLOCK: Swoop!

Do flying stuff.

Slag. Do fire stuff.

Snarl. Do tail stuff.

Getting better.

But still not more better enough.

-It is beyond the calculations of a Cybertonic Elcectropod.

Behold, Starscream.

Energy sources rich enough for us to control the destiny,

of this entire solar system.

-Those bizarre energy waves, Megatron.

They still worry me.

-Stop quibbling.

Begin production of energon cubes at once.

And do not stop until we have drained this island dry.

-Lightning, Megatron. A bad omen!

-Continue the energy collection.

GRIMLOCK: Much gooder, Swoop.

Much more gooder.

-Grimlock.

Swoop see Decepticons on Dinobot Island.

Hmm, Decepticons not belong here.

Me, Grimlock, say get rid of Decepticons.

-From now on I'll do my Dinosaur watching in books.

Where it's safe.

Hey, Spike. Over there.

Am I seeing things?

-You're not seeing things Bumblebee, you're seeing that.

-[ Unintelligible ]

SPIKE: It's some kind of Babarian on a woolly mammoth.

But that hasn't existed for 50,000 years.

-They musta come through a time warp.

But how?

SPIKE: Figure it out later. He's coming this way.

-Look out, Spike!

-Dinobots!

-Let's attack at once.

-Negative, Skywarp.

Guard the energon cubes. Others shall deal with the Dinobots.

-Out of my way, Dino-dolt!

That's it, look up you brainless oafs.

You are about to enter my service.

Move you scaley cretons, move!

That's it, You overgrown lizards.

Drive the Dinobots back.

Even they can't fight all of you.

Force them into the tar pit.

Farewell, Dinots.

Farewell.

NARRATOR: As the Decepticons plunder the islands resources,

Strange time warps appear in the rest of the world.

And the Autobots must find a way to stop Megatron.

All in the exciting conclusion of...

Dinobot Island.