Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Remember, Skyfire, we can't help you from the ground,
On to the Oil Refinery,
Bombshell! Shrapnel! Look! Storm clouds!
They will even the odds.
Fire!
and drink your fill of cool, refreshing, oil.
-[ man screams ]
-Monsters? What are they talking abou--
-A visitor. Let's prepare a suitably warm welcome.
Go get ‘im Brawn
-But not hot enough to singe our steel.
-You and your shortcuts.
we're getting close.
the Autobots will never know what hit them!