Transformers: Age of Extinction Page #5

Calling all Autobots.

Calling all Autobots.

- Whoa! My God!

- My God!

That was insane!

It was awesome,

but it was insane, right?

Yeah! Hell, yeah!

He's back! He's alive!

Optimus is here!

At last. There is hope after all.

Yeah.

Mr. Leader of the Free Galaxy is back.

I knew you'd make it. I never doubted.

We got your warning.

We've been waiting.

Hell, yeah. Boom time.

We got the gang back together.

Humans have asked us

to play by their rules.

Well, the rules have just changed.

Human beings,

bunch of backstabbin' weasels.

Hound, find your inner compass.

Loyalty is but a flower

in the winds of fear and temptation.

What the hell are you saying?

- It's a haiku.

- Cut the crap,

before I drop a grenade

down your throat.

Try it, you'll be dead.

Please pull it. Please do it.

You know what,

it'll save us so much time.

Well, raise your hand

if you're thoroughly disenchanted

with our little pleasant Earth vacation.

So, who's the stowaways?

Whoa, hey, what's with the gun?

Stop. Hound, both of you.

They've risked their lives for mine.

We owe them.

So, there's been no sign of any others?

- Nada.

- We are all that's left.

They're picking us off,

one by one.

We're the pathetic, dirty foursome.

And you make five.

So that's our best-case scenario?

Autobot witness protection?

Hey, Speed Racer,

you're welcome to leave anytime.

Well, for the record, Superdad,

I'm not hiding with you.

I'm hiding outwith that big guy.

Sensei, with your fate unknown,

Bumblebee has held command,

despite his complete

and total lack of anything

resembling warrior discipline.

He's like a child.

This child is about to kick your ass.

He brings us shame.

Cage fight.

Smartass.

What's the matter with them?

Am I the lone sage who sees through

this puppy-dog eyes act?

It's beneath you.

Yes, I've been waiting

for them all to dispatch each other,

so I could take charge

with no trouble at all.

Just me reporting to me.

Well, it sure looks like

you've been missed.

Autobots, Lockdown is hunting us

and humans are helping.

We need to know why.

Well, listen, I don't know why,

but I have an idea about who.

This drone I stole recorded footage

of an Autobot raid.

It's in pieces,

but watch what happens here.

That's Leadfoot.

They rip him apart.

Savages.

And later, this truck

comes to haul him off.

KSI. Kinetic Solutions.

Defense, aerospace,

government contracts.

They designed this drone.

So these government guys

just hunt you down,

and then pass you off to this KSI?

The company is headquartered

in Chicago.

That could be where they were taken.

No way to get inside without a battle.

Well, what if you had

some human help?

- What, are you two partners now?

- Sweetie, we're targets now, too.

We need to know why

or we'll never get our lives back.

Autobots,

I have sworn to never kill humans.

Big mistake.

But when I find out who's behind this,

he's going to die.

Hooah!

There's a full-on

manhunt out for us,

so we have some new rules.

Anyone who has got a badge

is not our friend.

We're gonna divide and conquer.

You two in charge of stealing food

and the essentials. And nothing else.

Chicago KSI headquarters

is like a fortress.

I'm gonna find a way

into their top-secret military wing.

Find something to blackmail

this company and the government.

We're gonna get our freedom back.

Good morning, Mr. Joyce.

What was that sound?

That's "the" sound.

That you asked for.

No, I asked for boundless.

Transcendent.

When you walk through a door

in this building,

it should sound like

you've stepped into the future.

Present.

Say it.

Future.

The past is history. The present is past.

"JOSHUA ON PA". The future is now.

Why can't I get in touch with you?

Don't you realize

what the Arctic find means?

You know that story

we were all told as children

about a giant asteroid

that struck the Earth

millions of years ago

and wiped out the dinosaurs?

- Vaguely.

- We were wrong.

This metal caused the great extinction.

How and why, I can't yet say.

But carbon dating puts it

at 65 million years B.C.

This ore you've got us digging for

is a lot more dangerous than you think.

And my people...

Darcy, I think that you've been

out in the field for far too long.

Why don't we discuss dinosaurs

over dinner?

- Ribs?

- Not a chance.

You have no idea

what's been happening here.

We're about to make the quantum leap.

A rare-earth metal.

Molecularly unstable.

Industrial uses, none.

And then the aliens came.

And we made the connection.

It's what they're made of.

It's the Holy Grail.

"Transformium."

That's what we're calling it.

Focus-grouped. Catchy.

- Trademarked.

- Yeah.

This is the greatest advance

in modern physics

since the splitting of the atom.

It's programmable matter.

And now, we've mapped its genome.

- I.

- Now you've mapped its genome.

And now we can begin to give it

instructions.

This is extremely good.

Watch this.

We can change anything into anything.

Sensual, almost. Don't you think?

Do you like music?

The Pill.

Perhaps something a little more violent?

My God. You've done it.

In aerospace, the military...

We will own the entire robotics industry.

All exploration.

The oceans. Space. Everything.

Wembley. What is this?

The jellyfish commercial

that you wanted.

You said they were erotic yet deadly,

like women.

I never said that.

- Yes, you did.

- No, I didn't.

I definitely heard you say it

'cause you were talking

about your ex-girlfriend,

who was sexy, but a b*tch.

Please don't eat on the tour.

Is that her?

Hey, I found a whole bunch

of boxes of clothes.

So, sweetie, you can get some

long pants, nice, loose-fitting ones,

and lose the short shorts, okay?

What'd you guys get?

It's protein.

Look, I said the essentials, okay?

It wasn't easy. We almost got caught.

You stole mouthwash?

I like to be fresh

when I'm making out with your daughter.

That's funny.

Yeah, that's not happening ever.

Ever?

This is our military prototype, Galvatron.

I don't understand it.

This is the fifth iteration.

Why does he keep turning out like this?

It's just some bugs in the final render.

I modeled Galvatron

after Optimus Prime.

Why does he keep looking

like Megatron?

Rendering sequence

is almost finished. Stand by.

Simple coding.

Algorithms!

Math!

Why can't we make

what we want to make,

the way we want to make it?

Why?

And does that look

like a consumer-friendly face to you?

And what about that

big hole in the chest?

I think it's bad-ass. I like it.

- Love it

Well, I hate it.

Here he is.

That bald-headed Doc Frankenstein.

Ma'am, this is not legal.

This is illegal experimentation.

Aliens would never do this to people!

Eat you, kill you, maybe, but that's it.

This ain't right!

Nobody puts baby in a box!

This is worse than waterboarding!

This little gentleman

has been translating for us

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