Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Everybody to the recharging chambers.

You're launching my solar power-generating satellite?

-A musical sonic boom. Good old Jazz.

Wonderful. I'm on my way.

Have fun, guys!

BLUESTREAK: Ah, Bumblebee.

The Autobots can't defend themselves from Decepticons who aren't there.

-The plans. Give me those plans.

-So I hope you're both wizards when it comes to fixing broken aircraft.

The plans for the solar satellite must be seized.

HOUND: He's in range.

And the secret of perpetual energy will be ours alone!

[ Oprimus Prime groans ]

Smile, guys, this won't hurt a bit!