Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They've got h-h-humans with them, Firebolt.
- He's right. - Let us go.
Ultra Magnus, round up every Autobot we can spare.
The what?
I know. The whole thing is beginning to smell like a diversion.
Decepticons?
No, don't! You'll never make it through that forest!
You'll never get past them.
The key.
This is what I call getting slaughtered!
Kup: It might give us the edge if the Decepticons did return.
Spike, one request? Give me Daniel.
Daniel!
Duros,
You're history now, Auto-posers! Slugslinger's here!
and he's my dearest friend in all the world.
You know Brainstorm, that idea of yours is beginning to make more sense by the minute.