- Optimus Primal: I don't fear you... I don't fear ANY OF YOU!
- Rhinox: I thought that thing was supposed to turn him into a coward.
- Dinobot: No doubt that *was* its intention. But, Scorponok is notoriously incompetent.
- [a flower spits a prickly pellet at Dinobot after he insults it]
- Dinobot: AHHHHHHHHH! Get this thing off me! I can't reach it! GET IT OFFFFFFF!
- Optimus Primal: Hold on. Hold on!
- [removes it]
- Optimus Primal: [chuckles] Got you in the one place you can't reach, didn't it?
- [it starts spinning in his grip so he drops it on the ground, where it instantaneously germinates]
- Optimus Primal: You see? That's how it spreads its seed. We've learned something...
- Dinobot: Yeeeees... From now on I shoot my dinner salad before I eat it.
- Cheetor: You were supposed to be his backup!
- Dinobot: We were ambushed! And - don't tell me my duties, furball. Or you, shall soon be occupying several recycling bins!
- Cheetor: [Growls] Wanna try it now, Lizard Lips?
- Rattrap: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heeh! Eh... as much as I'd love to see the both o'you scrap yourselves... ehh... just save it for my birthday.
- Optimus Primal: What... is it you want?
- Megatron: Your alligance, in exchange for this antivirus. Yeesss...
- Optimus Primal: And... if I refuse?
- Megatron: You cannot refuse. No. Not if you want to survive. Join me, or perish!
- Optimus Primal: [of the viral mine] Nobody... takes it off... Understand?
- [Dinobot makes a furtive movement behind Optimus, who turns and aims everything at him]
- Optimus Primal: You hear me? I'll blow your slaggin' head off!
- Optimus Primal: Hey... they made what I am today... So I figure it's time to say THANK YOU! Now! Yeah!
- [starts shooting, blowing out a light and causing the alarm to go off]
- Optimus Primal: Ohhhh... Stupid slagging circuit systems! Ah, shut up!
- [goes back into a berseker rage and starts firing at everything]
- Rhinox: We've got to stop him before he hurts himself!
- Rattrap: Heh! Him? Heh! Try us!
- Megatron: [to Primal, admiring] Guerrilla warfare suits you. The old Optimus would have never made it this far.
- Dinobot: This is not the way, Cheetor.
- Cheetor: We've gotta back him up!
- Dinobot: It is a doomed mission! There's no strategy, just blind aggression.
- Cheetor: Maybe that's what we've been needing: a little less brain and a little more guts!
- Dinobot: We must try to think what Optimus - the old Optimus - would do.
- Cheetor: And that would be?
- Dinobot: Negotiate.
- Terrorsaur: I've got a Maximal tight-beam transmission coming in. It's a little bit garbled by the energon field, but...
- Megatron: Bring it up. Yesss.
- Cheetor: Predacon base, come in!
- Megatron: Hmmmm, pussycat. Yeesss. State your business.
- Cheetor: Listen up, you miswired metalheads. You botched up your little attitude adjustment on Optimus. He's flamin' towards you on the Red-Eye Express, and he's loaded for mainframe combat. So what do you say you fork over that antivirus before ya get vaped?
- Megatron: Any renegade Maximal who blunders into our base will... not survive. Megatron out.
- [as soon as communication is cut]
- Megatron: Incompetent bug!
- [slugs Scorponok]
- Rhinox: What do you mean, "use it to our advantage"?
- Dinobot: Optimus, is a war machine. I say we point him in the right direction, give him full armaments, and then, unleash him upon the Predacons. If we want the antivirus, that is the only way to get it.
- Rattrap: Hey, hey, hey, hey! Eh, normally, I would love to see the Preds get their little scheme tossed right back at 'em. But you're forgettin', just one little thing.
- Dinobot: Oh? And that would be?
- Rhinox: Optimus would get blown to scrap. BIG problem.
- Dinobot: Well... that depends on your viewpoint.
- Rattrap: Hey, hey-hey-hey - shut up!
- [Optimus breaks into Scorponok's lab, but finds nothing]
- Megatron: Looking for this, perhaps?
- [appears, holding the antivirus]
- Rattrap: Rhinox, what's the cinch?
- Rhinox: Looks like a viral mine. It's fused with his net core. He can't transform while that thing's attached.
- Cheetor: Well, then, let's get it off! He took enough energon damage just getting back here!
- Rhinox: [shakes his head] Can't be done. The mine's rerouted all his life-support functions to itself. We yank it, he lives for less than a minute.
- Cheetor: Ohhh. That's bad.
- Rhinox: Gets worse. Right after that, the mine explodes, takin' out everyone within sprintin' distance.
- Cheetor: Is there any of the old Optimus left?
- Optimus Primal: Yes... Some...
- Cheetor: Don't let it go, Big Bot! Don't let this thing tweak ya outta control.
- [first lines]
- Optimus Primal: [exploring the terrain and discovering a beautiful flower] Ah. Here's a new specimen... Dinobot, come on! You're supposed to be assisting.
- Dinobot: Of course. But pardon my lack of enthusiasm for a bunch of worthless weeds.
- Optimus Primal: Dinobot, I signed on for this mission as an explorer. Just because we bumped into Predacons is no reason to stop learning new things.
- Dinobot: Well, if we encounter any of Megatron's forces, you may learn that it is unwise to dally with plants.
- Optimus Primal: Knowledge of the territory can be an advantage in battle, Dinobot. You're a soldier, you should know that.
- Dinobot: I somehow doubt this plant will be a turning point...
- Optimus Primal: Oh, yes! Then why not end this here and now, Megatron?
- [rips the viral mine from his chest, which activates its detonation mechanism causing Megatron to recoil]
- Megatron: You fool! You'll destroy us all!
- Optimus Primal: Just a little trick I learned from a flower, Megatron!
- [throws the viral mine at Megatron who's fleeing; it latches on his back, in a place he can't reach]
- Megatron: Aaargh! SCORPONOOOOK!
- [runs towards Scorponok, dropping the anti-virus]
- [last lines]
- [Optimus wakens to find Dinobot in his quarters]
- Optimus Primal: Bedside vigil, Dinobot? Not like you.
- Dinobot: I-It was... my shift. Well... it's, uh, good to... have you back.
- Optimus Primal: Back home? Or back to normal?
- Dinobot: Both.
- [smiles then leaves; Primal sees, on a stool next to him, the flower which earlier he was studying and Dinobot had scorned; he chuckles and goes back to sleep]
- Optimus Primal: [turning away] We'll need to find another specimen--
- [startled gasp]
- Scorponok: How about an arachnid?
- [fires missiles]