♪not going to believe this.
I've just pinpointed the location
of the Decepticon warship.
How did you penetrate their cloaking technology?
I didn't.
I was experimenting the variable frequency wavelengths
when I stumbled upon it.
Even still, their ship must be experiencing
some kind of electromagnetic breach.
With Megatron deceased and the element of surprise...
We could cause some serious damage.
[ Beeping ]
Also on the same frequency, an autobot emergency beacon.
The Decepticons can wait.
There may be autobots in distress.
Ratchet, bring your medical kit.
A crash landing.
Buried here for centuries.
If they traveled in stasis mode, there may be survivors.
[ Rumbling ]
[ Groans ]
Optimus.
These autobots didn't perish in the crash.
They're displaying the effects of a virus.
This is a plague ship.
Don't touch anything!
The virus could still be active.
[ Rumbling ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Grunting ]
No.
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[Beeping ]
Cybonic plague.
It's only contagious if contact is made
with the infected Energon.
What was a plague doing in an autobot spaceship?
Its passengers were infected.
The virus wiped out millions on Cybertron
during the great war.
Cybonic plague was engineered
in the Decepticons' biological-warfare program
by Megatron himself.
You...Have a cure, don't you?
[ Groans ]
[ Straining ] No cure.
Optimus, please, save your strength.
Jack: Would Megatron create a disease without having a cure?
I mean, what if he caught it by accident?
It's not like we can ask Megatron, Jack.
He's pushing up lug nuts.
But we might be able to access the Decepticon database.
For the moment,
we still have a fix on their warship's location.
Bumblebee, come with.
Arcee, quickly.
[ Groaning softly ]
Let's start with the lab.
[ Door closes ]
Hmm.
I'm in the network.
[ Beeping ]
Optimus: Ratchet...
Were...You...
Infected? No.
[ Groans ]
Arcee: If it's here, I don't see it.
Are you certain, arcee?
I searched every file. Nothing.
Well, search again! Clearly you missed something!
I scanned the entire database!
Did you use a redundant quantum algorithm?
Don't tell me how to research.
You think you're the only one who cares about optimus?
[ Buzzing musically ]
What is it?!
What is it? What's going on?
[ Gasps ]
It's Megatron.
He's...Alive.
Jack: What?!
That's not possible.
Well, I'm staring right at him.
The good news is, Megatron isn't exactly staring back.
[ Straining ] Megatron.
He's critical, hooked up to life support.
Time to finish this once and for all.
Ratchet: Wait! Don't!
One good reason -- Fast.
Megatron may be optimus' only hope for survival.
What are you talking about?
Does he display brain-wave activity?
Spiking hard.
His sick mind still at work.
Perfect.
If a cure exists,
Megatron may be the only one who knows it.
You must enter his brain... And find it.
Enter Megatron's brain?
Ratchet, are you out of your fragging mind?
The Decepticon laboratory should contain
all the equipment you need for a cortical psychic patch.
No way.
Have you ever even performed the procedure?
No.
But I have thoroughly studied the theoretical literature.
Invented by Decepticons, outlawed by autobots.
Whoa.
Can't we just haul Megatron through the ground bridge,
buy us some time to figure this out?
Time is one thing that optimus does not have!
One of you must try this!
I will not allow optimus to pass
knowing that Megatron will outlive him!
Ratchet, I would lay down my life for optimus --
Anytime, anywhere.
But a mind/body split?
[ Buzzing musically ]
You will?
Are you...Sure, Bumblebee?
Bee's the best scout there is.
Why has the electromagnetic shielding not been repaired?!
The crews are working as quickly as they can, lord --
We are leaking a trail!
All the autobots need do to pinpoint our position
is to access the correct frequency wavelength.
Accelerate your efforts!
Yes, lord Starscream.
Knockout: Doctor in the house.
Ah, knockout.
And how is the patient doing today?
Same old.
An inglorious fate
that he should remain in this vegetative state.
On the contrary.
Megatron's body may be scrap metal,
but his mind is still percolating.
Keep that to yourself.
That blasted soundwave sees and hears everything.
The eyes and ears of the Decepticons.
Well, as long as their master remains in limbo,
so does their cause.
The Decepticons deserve a strong, alert leader.
One who would require a loyal second in command.
[ Chuckles ]
A candidate would need to earn that post
by making a strong case to said eyes and ears.
A case for showing mercy, lord Starscream?
You scratch my back...
I scratch yours.
Arcee: Ratchet, we're ready.
Initiate cortical psychic patch.
[ Buzzing musically ]
Communications downlink activated.
This will allow us to see and hear everything Bumblebee does
while within Megatron's subconscious mind.
Whoa.
Where's that? [ Buzzing sourly ]
Bee says it looks like Kaon,
the Decepticon capital back on Cybertron.
Ratch, optimus' vitals.
I know.
Quickly, Bumblebee.
I know you're in unknown territory,
but you must figure out where information might be filed
in Megatron's mind.
[ Panicky whirring ]
Bumblebee, that is not optimus...
But a figment of Megatron's mind.
It cannot see or hear you.
[ Megatron laughs evilly ]
Optimus prime, your autobot armies are defeated.
Bow before your new master.
Optimus: Never, Megatron.
One shall stand. One shall fall.
So be it.
[ Grunts ]
That never happened.
It's not a memory.
We're seeing Kaon as Megatron has re-created it
in his darkest dreams.
Megatron, your treachery ends here.
The autobot scout.
The punishment for trespassing in my domain
is your destruction!
[ Buzzing quizzically ]
How can this be?!
[ Grunting ]
Megatron can't touch bee?
Because he's not a creation of Megatron's mind,
Bumblebee is immune to his physical attack.
You're not wearing phase-displacement armor.
Your eyes track my movements, so you're not a hologram.
And I do not believe in spirits.
So, tell me, scout, what are you?!
Man: Megatron.
Uh-oh. Special guest stars.
This is not good.
[ Buzzing musically ]
[ Buzzing happily ]
[ Roars ]
You are real.
They were not.
[ Chuckles ]
A cortical psychic patch. How unexpected.
We've stirred Megatron from his oblivion.
He's becoming self-aware.
If this is my subconscious...
What are you doing inside my head?!
Come on, bee. What are you doing in there?
[ Door opens ]
Knockout, if you would be so kind
as to provide your expert medical opinion
to soundwave... For the historical record.
Simply put, unaided,
Megatron could remain in this deathless slumber forever.
Our master would not have wanted to be seen this way,
to stand idly by
while he remains captive in his own body.
It's not just.
Brain-wave activity --
Not evidence of consciousness,
but merely of an endless dream
from which Megatron may never wake.
Soundwave, we must face reality.
Megatron is lost to us.
The only honorable option would be to show him mercy.
A simple throw of the switch.
Quick, painless, compassionate.
Ratchet, are you hearing this?
If Megatron perishes,
Bumblebee's mind will remain separated from his body --
Forever.
We'll lose Bumblebee and optimus?!
The only way you could have entered my mind
is via cortical psychic patch.
But the question remains, what happened to me?!
[ Whirs softly ]
The space bridge explosion.
And yet if -- If you're in my head,
I am not one with the allspark.
So, tell me, scout,
do I still function?
Ratchet: Bumblebee, we are out of time!
[ Buzzing musically ]
Cybonic plague?
Someone besides myself is -- Is unwell?
[ Whirring ]
Optimus!
[ Laughs evilly ]
Such irony!
But after ages of endless battle,
the mighty optimus prime
is felled by a simple virus from the distant past.
[ Whirs sadly ]
And what makes you think
I would save the life of my oldest enemy?
Megatron, your treachery is -- Ugh!
[ Buzzing musically ]
Oh.
And just what is it that I want most, scout?
[ Buzzing musically ]
[ Chuckles ]
Did you not see?
I do slay optimus by my own hand, at will,
whenever I desire.
[ Buzzing musically ]
He told Megatron if he lets the plague virus
destroy the real optimus,
Megatron will never get the chance to do it himself.
Smart.
Twisted.
Soundwave, do I take your silence
to mean you concur with knockout's medical expertise?
Speak now or forever hold your piece.
Going...
Hmm.
Scrap.
After our deep history together,
to not watch the spark ebb from optimus' eyes
with my very own...
[ Buzzing musically ]
Well played, scout.
The chemical formula for the cure you seek --
Not that I expect you to know how to read it.
[ Buzzing musically ]
Not yet.
[ Buzzes ]
And how am I to accomplish
terminating optimus as you propose
while I'm trapped here in a perpetual daydream?
Once you release me from this prison,
you will have the cure.
Come on, come on.
You must guarantee my recovery,
or optimus fades to gunmetal gray --
The real optimus.
[ Whirs ]
Arcee, we have the formula! Disconnect Bumblebee now!
You were watching. You tricked me!
No!
Take me with you! Take me!
[ Echoing ] Take me!
Hurry, bee.
[ Beeping ]
What in...
Intruders!
Allow me.
[ High-pitched ringing ]
[ Sighs ]
It was the inevitable outcome.
Ahh.
Of course, it would be wrong
to allow Megatron to perish by an autobot's hand.
Knockout.
[ Ringing stops ]
That's it. Steady.
[ Applause ]
[ Laughs ]
Please.
Reserve the hero's welcome for my physician...
And my scout.
[ Applause ]
Jack: All right!
[ Laughter ]
And how is the patient doing today?
Funny you should ask.
Not sure what the 'bots did in there,
but Megatron's registering zero brain-wave activity.
Hmm.
Meaning?
Physically, he's stable,
but now there's... No one home.
[ Cheers and applause ]
What a team!
Arcee: Yes!
[ Whirring ]
I'm out.
Or should I say in?
[ Laughs evilly ]
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