Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen Page #2

Power's out!

Get the cops out!

Come on, you guys.

What are you waiting for?

My house is on fire!

- What happened?

- Come here.

Listen, I need you

to take the Cube sliver.

Put it in your purse,

right now.

- Sam Witwicky...

- Yes, Mom.

- A word with you.

- Yeah.

- Hi, Mikaela.

- Hi.

- I have a bald spot.

- Oh.

- An old furnace, I think.

- Become a waffle iron.

When you go, he goes.

I cannot live with

this psychotic alien in my garage.

Judy, shh.

National security.

Look, if we stay quiet,

they're gonna take care of everything.

Just consider this the official start

of a remodel, okay?

Fine. If the government's paying,

I want a pool...

- and a hot tub.

- Fine. Okay.

And I'm gonna skinny-dip

and you can't say sh*t about it!

Yeah, you know

you're a tool.

- He's having voice problems.

- He's playing it up.

Bee, I want to talk to you

about the college thing, okay?

# I'm so excited #

Hey.

I'm not taking you

with me.

I wanna wait outside,

okay?

I wanted to tell you

about this earlier.

It's just that--

You know,

Here's the thing.

Freshmen aren't allowed

to have cars.

I know, and if it was up to me,

I'd take you with me, but it's not, Bee.

Look, you're an Autobot.

You shouldn't be living

in my dad's garage.

I mean,

you're suffocating in here.

You deserve

better than this.

This is hard enough, man,

don't make it harder.

Can you just look at me, please?

Come on, big guy.

Look, the guardian thing is done, okay?

You did your job.

Look, I'm safe now.

You need to go be with

Optimus Prime and the others.

I just want

to be normal, Bee.

That's why

I'm going to college.

I can't do that

with you.

It's not the last time

I'm gonna see you, you know, Bee.

Come on, don't do that. Bee.

You're killing me, Bee.

But you'll always be

my first car.

Love you, Bee.

Wow!

Between state farm and the taxpayers,

we're all taken care of.

- You got dirt all over you.

- Stop, stop.

- What?

- It's--I'm okay.

Well, look.

So you think

you can make it

through those East Coast

winners without me?

You're like the best thing

that ever happened to me.

And?

- And I'll do anything for you.

- And?

- I think Sam's about to say the L word.

- Let's go, kiddo.

Nice timing, Dad.

I... adore you.

That's not the word that

I wanna hear really now.

What are you

talking about?

It's the same word

as the other word.

- It's not the same word.

- Look, if I said the other word now,

you forced me to say

won't mean anything.

Plus, you haven't

said it either.

So don't get mad at me

for not saying it.

Yeah,

but I haven't said it

because guys always run

when you say it first.

Yeah, well,

so do girls.

Especially,

girls like you with options.

So this is all part

of your elaborate plan

to keep me interested?

Can be.

Ain't those working?

Have a kiss.

We'll make it work,

I promise.

[SONG:
Never Say Never

BAND:
The Fray]

The female has

the Cube fragment.

Soundwave acknowledges.

Pursue her.

Retrieve it.

NEST:
Secret Operations,

Diego Garcia, Indian Ocean

Autobot twins,

report to Hangar Three.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Hello. What a night.

Yeah, baby, it's upgrade time.

Yes, oh, yeah. Look here.

Come on, let me call right here.

Time to get my sexy on.

# Green, I know, #

# Green is mine,

I call green #

# Be my body #

- I got the green.

- That hurt, man.

It's supposed to hurt.

It's an ass kicking.

Director Galloway,

what an honor.

Let me show you around

but you gotta be

in the classified access list.

I am now.

Presidential order, Major.

I got a message for

your classified space buddies.

You guys made a mess

at Shanghai.

Alright, so this is where

we communicate with the JCS.

And this area serves

as the Autobots' hangar.

Secured line to JCS

is up, Major.

US Military Satellite

Secured line

to the Pentagon now.

Saw the Shanghai op.

It was a rough day.

Yes, sir.

We have intel that I believe

warns an immediate debrief.

Now with your permission,

I can't let you see him

but I would like you to hear

from the leader of the Autobots.

Proceed.

You gotta wonder.

God made us in his image.

Who made him?

General, our alliance has countermanded

Each on

a different continent.

They're clearly searching

around the world for something.

But last night's encounter

came with a warning:

The Fallen

shall rise again.

"The Fallen."

Meaning what?

Origin:
Unknown.

They only recorded

history of our race was contained

within the All-Spark,

lost with its destruction.

Excuse me!

If this so-called "All-Spark",

now destroyed,

why hasn't the enemy

left the planet

like you thought

they would?

Director Galloway,

our national security advisor

the President

just appointed him liasion.

- It's too, uh...

- Well, I guess I didn't get that memo.

Forgive the interruption, General.

Excuse me, coming through.

Excuse me,

excuse me...

After all the damage

in Shanghai,

the President is, uh...

hard-pressed to say

the job's getting done.

Now under the classified

Alien Autobot Cooperation Act,

you are agreeing

to share your intel with us,

but not your advancements

in weaponry.

We've witnessed

your human capacity for war.

It would absolutely

bring more harm than good.

But who are you

to judge what's best for us?

With all due respect,

we've been fighting side-by-side

in the field

for two years.

We've shared blood, sweat

and precious metal together.

Soldier, you're paid to shoot;

not talk.

Don't tell me.

And the, uh...

- The newest members of your team...

- Easy...

I understand they arrived here

after you sent a message into space.

An open invitation

to come to Earth,

embedded by no one

at the White House.

Let me stop you

right there, Mr. Galloway.

It was bedded

right here.

And in my experience, the judgement

of both Major Lennox and his team,

has always been

above reproach.

Well be that as it may, General,

it is the position of the President

that when our national security

is at stake,

no one

is above reproach.

Now, what do

we know so far?

We know

that the enemy leader,

classified NBE-1,

AKA Megatron,

is resting in peace

at the bottom

of the Laurentian Abyss,

surrounded by

societs detection nets

and a full-time

submarine surveillance.

We also know that

the only remaining piece

of your alien All-Spark

is locked in

an electromagnetic vault,

here on one of the most secure

naval bases in the world.

Decepticons,

we have located the shard.

And since no one...

can seem to tell me

what the enemy is now after,

well, there--there's only

one clear conclusion:

You.

The Autobots.

They're here to hunt you.

What's there to hunt for

on Earth besides that?

"The Fallen...

shall rise again"?

Sounds to me like

something's coming.

So let me ask

if we ultimately conclude

that our national security

is best served

by denying you further asylum

on our planet,

will you leave peacefully?

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