Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Give me another attitude exchanger.
If you miss, Prime's a lost cause.
-Let go, Bluestreak!
Hey, look out!
-Not Optimus Prime.
We've got to get to the launch site and protect.
-Optimus Prime!
JAZZ: Hold on, Hound!
-Keep those goons off o' me!
-If we don't find a way to counter the effect,
WOMAN: Yes? And you'd like me to join you in the command bunker?
-It's our last one.
-And Prime, the world needs the energy my satellite will deliver.
[ Prowl pants ]
Rocket launch in preparation at Harding Space Center.
Lift that wrench, tote that retrocharger.
Where is everybody?
-You got the idea, Jazz.
-Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes?
And this is the little baby that caused all the trouble in the first place.
Prime, it's Bumblebee.