Transformers Page #11

there, so here, take this flare.

Okay, there's a tall, white building

with statues on top.

- Go to the roof. Set the flare.

- No.

- Signal the chopper and set the flare.

- No, no. I can't do this!

Listen to me! You're a soldier now!

All right? I need you to take this Cube.

Get it into military hands

while we hold them off,

or a lot of people are gonna die.

- You got to go. You got to go.

- No, I'm not leaving.

- You need to go. Go.

- No, I'm not leaving

till I get Bumblebee out of here, okay?

Army Black Hawk requested.

Immediate evac for civilian boy

with precious cargo.

Headed to rooftop marked by flare.

- Sam, we will protect you.

- Okay.

- Epps, where are those planes?

- Sam!

No matter what happens,

I'm really glad I got in that car with you.

Sam! Get to the building! Move!

- Decepticons, attack!

- Hit it!

- Cover fire!

- Move to cover!

Watch out!

- Girl, get that tow truck out of here!

- I'm going! I'm going!

Get out of here now!

Megatron!

Prime.

Humans don't deserve to live.

They deserve to choose for themselves.

Then you will die with them!

Join them in extinction!

Keep moving, Sam!

Don't stop!

No!

Sam, get to the building!

Give me that Cube, boy!

Did that jerk just dent my car?

You're not gonna get me.

You're not gonna get me!

I smell you, boy!

Maggot!

Oh, no!

I'll drive! You shoot!

This isn't going well!

Shoot! Shoot!

Nice shot.

- That tank is definitely dead now.

- All right, let's go! We got business!

Hey!

Hey! I'm over here!

We've got the boy.

Watch out!

Missile!

Hang on, Sam!

No! No!

Is it fear or courage

that compels you, fleshling?

Where do I go?

Give me the All Spark

and you may live to be my pet.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

I'm never giving you this All Spark!

Oh, so unwise.

I got you, boy.

Hold on to the Cube!

- Oh, no. Oh, no!

- Disgusting.

Sam?

You risked your life to protect the Cube.

No sacrifice,

- no victory.

- If I cannot defeat Megatron,

you must push the Cube into my chest.

I will sacrifice myself to destroy it.

Get behind me.

It's you and me, Megatron.

No, it's just me, Prime.

At the end of this day,

one shall stand, one shall fall.

You still fight for the weak!

That is why you lose!

Fighter jets in 60 seconds.

We got friendlies mixed with bad guys.

Targets will be marked.

Hey.

Bring the rain. All right?

All right, let's kill these things.

- Move, move, move!

- Remember, aim low.

Armor's weak under the chest.

Target marked. Still waiting.

Time on target, 20 seconds.

F-22s, we're still waiting.

Move out!

Incoming!

Weapons armed. Status green.

Run! Move!

Second wave's on approach.

What is that? Break off!

- Copy.

- It's either a massive amount of...

Two, get a lock! Pop that guy!

Stay on him. Keep him in your sights.

Take him out!

Two's down!

I'll kill you!

Mine! All Spark!

Sam! Put the Cube in my chest! Now!

Sam!

No, Sam!

Hold up.

You left me no choice, brother.

Sam, I owe you my life.

We are in your debt.

Prime, we couldn't save him.

Jazz.

We lost a great comrade

but gained new ones.

Thank you, all of you.

You honor us with your bravery.

Permission to speak, sir?

Permission granted, old friend.

You speak now?

I wish to stay with the boy.

If that is his choice.

Yes.

Gentlemen, the President has ordered

Sector Seven be terminated

and the remains of the dead aliens

disposed of.

The Laurentian Abyss is

seven miles below sea level,

deepest place on our planet.

The massive depth and pressure there,

coupled with subfreezing temperatures,

would crush and entomb them,

leaving no evidence.

With the All Spark gone,

we cannot return life to our planet.

And fate has yielded its reward,

a new world to call home.

We live among its people now,

hiding in plain sight,

but watching over them in secret,

waiting, protecting.

I have witnessed

their capacity for courage.

And though we are worlds apart,

like us, there's more to them

than meets the eye.

I am Optimus Prime

and I send this message

to any surviving Autobots

taking refuge among the stars.

We are here.

We are waiting.

Can you shed any light on the recent,

so-called alien activity in the area?

Do you know what? I think that

if there was some sort of an alien

- infestation...

- Yeah.

They, the government,

would be the first to let you know.

The government would let us know.

- I mean, this is America.

- Yeah.

You know, that's how we know

we live in a free land,

because there's no secrets.

They'd say, "Hey! Duck and cover."

Your head is kind of a different size

than it is on television.

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