- Cheetor: OPTIMUS! Oh, man... can you hear me?
- Dinobot: Fear not, Optimus, I shall ensure your funeral is a glorious one, as befits a warrior who died in battle!
- Optimus Primal: [stirring] 'Fraid I'll have to miss it, Dinobot - I'm not scrap yet!
- Dinobot: Hmmm, are you certain? It would be a triumphant passage...
- Rattrap: [on a comlink] Maximal base, Rattrap calling. Hello? Chopperface, we got a real problem here!
- Dinobot: [opens the connection at the base] Speak, vermin!
- Rattrap: The Preds attacked; we got no bridge! Looks like we'll have to take the scenic route! Not much chance of catching up now...
- Dinobot: No excuses, you pathetic rodent! Keep moving! Dinobot out.
- Dinobot: HEY! You can just kiss my pink hairy...
- [Dinobot breaks the connection]
- Optimus Primal: Greetings, Tigatron! I'm Optimus Primal, Maximal commander! You had us worried for a little while. We didn't know if you'd made it.
- Tigatron: I almost didn't... the crash damaged my identity circuits... I didn't know who I really was... or what side I was on... until...
- [looks at Rhinox, Rattrap and Cheetor]
- Optimus Primal: Until I saw you willing to risk your lives to save us.
- Tigatron: Well, we're just glad you came through. We could use another member on the Maximal force. Our ship, or what's left of it is due south about a hundred clips...
- Tigatron: No. I am sorry... I am still more tiger than Maximal... until my identity circuits restore themselves, I believe my place is here in the wilds, with my kind. But you may count on my loyalty.
- Rhinox: Sounds good to me!
- Rattrap: Yeah, we could use a scout up here, in case the Preds get up to something...
- Optimus Primal: Then it's settled, for now. But I have a feeling we'll be meeting again, Tigatron, and soon...
- [Megatron finds Dinobot setting up a communications station]
- Megatron: Ahhh, Dinobot, yeesss...
- Dinobot: Dinobot: maximize!
- [transforms]
- Megatron: Nooo, nooo, nooo, nooo! Calmness, calmness, please! I came only to talk, yeesss... After all, you are alone and in command of the Maximal base. An excellent opportunity, is it not? You were a Predacon once - become one again! Turn the base over to me, and the Beast Wars will be over! We Predacons will rule the galaxy, and you shall be my second-in-command! So, what do you say?
- Dinobot: EAT SLAG!
- [attacks]
- [first lines]
- Rhinox: [at a console] Incoming stasis pod! Its orbit has decayed into the Northern sector!
- Optimus Primal: Heads up, bots; get ready to move!
- Rhinox: Impact in 5 seconds... 4... 3... 2... 1...
- [the stasis pod crashes in the Arctic]
- Terrorsaur: [at a console] IMPACT! It landed in Sector 6175885, a hundred clicks due north! Shall we go?
- Megatron: Nooo, not yet...
- Dinobot: I am not usually an advocate of caution, Optimus Primal, but in this case I must register my concern...
- Megatron: The stasis pod is ours, Maximal! And I know your weaknesses, yeesss...
- [Megatron blasts an outcrop where two tigers are standing; the tigers plunge down to the ground and Megatron utters a sadistic laugh]
- Rhinox: Let them go! They're not part of this!
- Megatron: That's right, just innocent creatures.
- [aims his blaster at the tigers]
- Megatron: So surrender yourselves and this pod, or they shall be terminated!
- [the Maximal squad slowly lower their guns]
- Rattrap: You win, you depraved wad of stinkin' slag...!