Original subtitles

[thunder rumbling]

- I know we've been out here for a while

with no success in finding Embershards,

but we can't give up.

We won't let the Decepticons get another one before we do.

Are you ready, team?

I said, are you ready?

[whirring]

[beeps]

[clanking]

Hey, Schmo, appreciate the focus.

Schlobby, look alive.

I need commitment.

Hey.

Come back!

Wheeljack, they keep flying off mid-pep.

[grunts]

- Still working out the kinks on these prototype drones.

- [grunts]

Shlawbreaker!

Don't crash into Schmash.

[clanking]

[powering down]

- That one never paired correctly with the others.

- Are you sure these 2.0 drones are an upgrade?

- They also got hyper-speed.

- [yelps]

[clanking]

[thudding]

- [groans]

- Anything else?

- Stealth mode?

- [exclaims]

Come on, team.

We're meant to be looking for Emberstone--shards?

Gah!

Gotcha!

Schmo and Schlobby, follow me.

And stay where I can see you.

Yes!

Go, Team Twitch!

[slamming]

[dramatic music]

Oh, Schno.

[transforming pulses] [ethereal music]

[electricity crackling]

- Embershard, now.

- Shard? What shard?

I haven't seen any shards.

[grunts]

That shard.

Ahh!

557- Laserbeak, after her!

[dramatic music]

- [gasps]

- [growls]

- I will avenge you, Schlobby!

- Twitch, what's going on out there?

- Decepticons.

They're after my Embershard.

- Storm's heatin' up.

It's too dangerous to stay up there much longer.

- I can't let them get another Embershard.

- I'll take that.

- Let go!

[strained] Let go.

[energy crackling]

[tense music]

- [gasps]

- Another Terran?

- Whoa!

- She can't fly!

Schmo, rescue mode. Let's go.

- Another one of those?

You can babysit that one.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[grunting]

- Wait. Stop.

I'm trying to help you.

[grunts]

Quick, scan this drone.

If you want to survive, scan it.

[grunting]

Twinsies!

What's your name?

- Who wants to know?

[both breathing heavily]

[laughter]

- [grunting]

[crash] - [grunts]

Whoo. Hi, Twitch.

- [clears throat] - Hi, Twitch.

Wait, why are there two of you?

- Why is there one of you?

- Everyone, this is Spitfire.

Spitfire, this is my family.

- Nice to meet you.

- Hi, Spitfire. - Hey.

- Hey.

- And I'm Bumblebee.

- Okay.

- It usually goes better than that.

- Oh, don't tell me Twitch brought home a Chaos Terran.

- Twitch brought home a Chaos Terran.

- I told you not to tell me!

- [laughs nervously]

- She looks just like you.

- She scanned Wheeljack's new drone.

She can do all kinds of cool things.

- Okay, explain.

How did this happen?

- Decepticons attacked, and I lost

an Embershard in the clouds.

But then I found Spitfire!

- Aftermath was born when an Embershard hit water.

The condensation in the cloud combined with the Embershard

must have created another Chaos Terran.

- Chaos Terran?

- It's what we call Terrans created

from broken Embershards.

- I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason

for why you brought her here to our house,

right, Twitch?

- Spitfire didn't have anywhere else to go.

Say she can stay, please.

Please.

- We haven't had the best experiences

with the other Chaos Terran, but we can't judge Spitfire

based on Aftermath's actions.

- You're going to let a Chaos Terran stay here?

- She can stay.

- Okay, but I'm keeping an eye on her.

Wait, where'd she go?

- Stealth mode. - Ahh!

- This is where we hang out.

- All of you live here?

- We've lived with the Maltos since we were born.

You could live here too, be part of the fam.

- Could be worse, I guess.

What's that?

- That's the Emberstone-- well, the pieces

we've collected anyway.

- This is what Chaos Terrans are made from?

[energy crackles]

What I'm made from?

- We'd better go.

Optimus said he wants to see me.

- Opti-who?

- Trust me. You'll love him.

- Hmm.

[hydraulics hiss]

- That's Elita-1.

- The resemblance is uncanny.

- I'm the one with the chaos.

- Eh, you do have a certain spark to you.

- And Megatron.

- Really? That's your name?

Do I call you Mega or Tron?

- Neither.

- And that's Optimus Prime.

[dramatic music]

- [sighs] Is everyone here old as dirt?

- [laughs nervously] She was only born this morning.

She didn't mean that.

You didn't mean that, right?

[clears throat]

You wanted to see me? - Yes.

[clanking]

We have an important Autobot mission coming up,

and we can use someone with your unique skills

to fly point position.

- [gasps] Seriously?

You want me to go on an Autobot mission?

- You've proven yourself to be ready.

- What about the rest of the team?

- There will be other missions for them.

There is only one spot on this one.

- And you chose me?

Yes!

You have no idea how much this means to me.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

- [laughs] Congrats, Twitch.

- Autobot mission? I want in too.

- There is only one spot open.

- Well, why does Twitch get to go?

I mean, an Autobot mission seems

like it calls for the best.

And let's all be honest, I'm faster and better

at, well, everything.

- One, you're not better than me.

And two, I've put in a lot of work to get to this point.

- Yeah?

Well, I've been programmed for this.

Remember? 2.0.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Yeah? - Yeah!

- You both feel you are worthy of the position?

Both: Yes!

- There is only one course of action.

You two have initiated the Polyhex Protocol.

Prepare to battle. [both snarling]

[thunder rumbling] [adventurous music]

- Welcome to the Polyhex Protocol Gauntlet.

- Whoa. I got it.

I got it. I got it.

I got it. I got it.

- I thought the gauntlet was a life-or-death trial of fire,

lasers, and mortal combat.

- Before you is a series of obstacles that

require an array of skills and strength.

The rules are simple.

At each obstacle, the last one across

will be eliminated until only

the most skillful final three remain.

The first contestant to complete the gauntlet

with honor gets to go on the Autobot mission.

And in true Polyhex tradition,

the invocation invites all eligible members to compete.

- What? But I don't want

to do the "polyhexy protogany" blah thing.

- That's not up for debate.

Everyone from your clan must participate.

- [giggles] Even me?

- Uh, yes, Alex, even you.

- All right!

Alex Malto, transform!

[imitating transforming sound]

- Do you wear that every day?

- No more wardrobe changes or mode changes.

This is about skill and ingenuity, not shortcuts.

Now approach the start line.

- [laughs] Don't worry.

I'm sure you can use this as training

for the next Autobot mission.

I'll even put in a good word for you, 1.0.

- Nothing is going to come between me

and winning this competition,

not even you, two-point-no.

- First time I've seen anyone race to the start line.

[energetic music]

- [grunting]

- Mom, you're not competing?

- Uh-uh. No mom here.

I'm Team Cybertron today.

- Ready?

[whirring]

Go!

- [roars]

- Nice touch.

- [grunting]

- Ah, I'm stuck!

- [grunting]

- Uh, that's the human side.

- You're out, Jawbreaker.

- [yelps]

[groans]

I know. I'm out.

[all grunting]

- Let's add a bit more obstacle to this course.

[tires squealing]

- 2.0. [clanking]

- Yeah?

Well--[blows raspberry]

[tires squealing]

- [groans] [grunts]

- Yoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

[grunts]

[both grunting]

- Ahh!

- [shouts]

[both grunting]

[shouting]

[groaning] - [chuckles]

Looks like you three are out.

- That's so not fair!

- [panting]

[grunting]

Ahh!

[straining]

[roaring]

[panting]

- Whoa. Oof!

Whoa. Oh.

[both grunting]

- [pants]

- Ahh!

I might really win this, my first Autobot mission.

What will I wear?

- Hey. Hey, Twitch.

Obsolete Terran says what?

- What? - [laughs]

[shouts]

- Ehh!

Ya-hoo-hoo!

Huh?

- Whoo-hoo!

- I'm so proud and crushed at the same time.

Go get 'em, Twitch!

[grunting]

- Ha!

[slo-mo shouting]

- Alex!

- [groans]

[helicopter whirring]

Help!

- [gasps]

- [grunts]

- Dad!

- Oh!

[screams]

[tense music]

- Dad, are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

[groans]

On second thought, I might need an ice pack.

[groans] Or three.

- Ha, ha!

Beat that, Twitch!

2.0! 2.0!

2.0.

2.0?

- Great show, everyone.

You all battled with strength and endurance.

But it is clear that one of you stands out as the victor.

The winner of the Polyhex Protocol Gauntlet

and the person chosen for the Autobot mission is...

Twitch.

- What? - What?

I don't know if your optics are fogged,

but I clearly crossed the finish line first.

- Yes, but you have been disqualified.

You endangered another member of your team to get ahead.

That was not an honorable choice.

- But sacrificing a personal win for the greater good is.

- Well, I wasn't told about your stupid honor code!

- We don't harm family, ever.

- They're not my family.

I never asked to be part of this clown show.

I never asked for these stupid rules!

[lightning cracking]

- They aren't stupid.

Anyone who wants to work with Autobots has to uphold them,

the number one being don't harm humans.

[thunder rumbling]

- This isn't fair!

I am the best!

I won.

From now on, I make my own rules.

[powering up]

[Twitch shouts]

[Twitch grunting]

[shouts]

- I won.

You lost.

Say it. Say that you lost.

I finished first.

I crossed the line.

I won!

- Get off of me, and calm down.

[thunder rumbling]

[tense music]

- Should we do something?

- They must resolve this themselves.

- I can't see them anymore!

- But I can feel her.

She's doing okay, but she's really, really mad.

Let's try to follow them.

- [caws]

[clanking, grunting]

- [laughs maniacally]

Nope, not even close.

Ha! You couldn't hit me

even if you wanted to, Twitch.

You're too soft, too slow.

You're not good enough to run with the big bots.

And you never will be.

[dramatic music]

- Spitfire, wait.

No, no, no. Ahh!

Ahh!

You're wrong.

The Autobots said I won.

It's over.

- This isn't over until you beat me.

And that's never gonna happen.

And if you think that family and love

and an Autobot mission make you a winner,

then I'm going to take all of that too,

just like you took it from me.

[lightning cracking]

- I should have never brought you home.

- I never asked you to.

- Just leave me and my family alone, Spitfire.

- Make me, Twitch.

- All right, new girl.

I'll show you what the original can do.

- Bring it on, 1.0!

[laughs]

[energetic music]

[grunting]

[laughs]

Is that all you've got?

- [grunts]

[creaking]

[whirring]

- [shouts]

- [shouts]

- Huh?

[ethereal music]

- 1.0, the original.

Look, this is enough.

This competition between you and me is over.

Just accept that, and leave me and my family alone.

- You almost had me.

You could have won.

- Winning isn't important.

How you win is.

- Oh, you're so right, Twitch.

[whirring]

- What are you doing?

- Just a little thing called pairing.

You wouldn't understand.

This is how I win.

Everyone is going to see you fail,

and I'm going to have everything you ever wanted.

[dramatic music]

[lightning crackles]

[groaning]

- Twitch!

[grunts] - [caws]

- Gotcha.

Are you okay?

You look pretty banged up.

- I'll be okay.

- We're so glad you're safe.

- Me too, Mom.

Jawbreaker, you were right about Spitfire.

- It doesn't feel good to be right.

- She's a Chaos Terran,

and that's what she'll cause, chaos.

[exhales] She's dangerous.

She needs to be kept away from the family.

[tense music]

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