Beast Wars: Transformers (1996) s01e10 Episode Script
Gorilla Warfare
( dramatic theme playing )
( roars )
Beast Wars
( dramatic rock theme playing )
Beast Wars
( tranquil theme playing )
Ah. Here's a new specimen.
Dinobot, come on.
You're supposed to be assisting.
Of course.
Pardon my lack of enthusiasm for a bunch of worthless weeds.
You realize that we are targets out here?
Targets!
And still you stop to smell the roses.
Oh, whatever.
( exhales )
( sighs )
Dinobot, I signed on for this mission as an explorer.
Just because we bumped into Predacons
is no reason to stop learning new things.
Well, if we encounter any of Megatron's forces,
you may learn that it is unwise to dally with plants.
We should be devising battle strategies.
Knowledge of the territory
can be an advantage in battle, Dinobot.
You're a soldier, you should know that.
I somehow doubt this plant will be a turning point.
But very well.
If have it you must, stand aside.
I'll blast it out.
Dinobot, maxim--
Hold on. Hold on.
( grunts )
You see, it is possible
to look for non-violent solutions first.
Perhaps.
But I think you've lost your battle edge, Optimus.
In our fight against Megatron,
there is nothing you can learn
from this worthless weed.
( hisses )
( mysterious theme playing )
( yells )
Get this thing off me!
I can't reach it.
Get it off!
Hold on. Hold on.
( chuckling )
Got you right in the one place you can't reach, didn't it?
You see, that's how it spreads its seed.
We've learned something.
Yes.
From now on, I shoot my dinner salad before I eat it.
Hm. We'll need to find another specimen.
( both gasp )
How about an arachnid?
Optimus, maximize!
Dinobot, maximize!
( dramatic rock theme playing )
Dinobot!
( grunts )
( growls )
Dinobot!
I have a special cyber bee just for you, Optimus Primal.
Enjoy!
( grunts )
( grunting )
( screaming )
( grunts )
Optimus.
( grunting )
You were supposed to be his backup.
We were ambushed.
And don't tell me my duty, fur ball,
or you shall soon be occupying several recycling bins.
Grr, wanna try it now, lizard lips?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, here.
As much as I'd love to see youse scrap yourselves,
eh, save it for my birthday.
Right now we got bigger concerns.
( ominous theme playing )
Rhinox, what's the sitch?
Looks like a viral mine has fused with his net core.
He can't transform while the thing's attached.
Well, then let's get it off.
He took enough energon damage just getting back here.
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.
Whoa, that's bad.
Gets worse.
Right after that, the mine explodes,
taking out everyone within sprinting distance.
Man, I don't get it.
Why? For what?
A viral mine, you say?
I know Scorponok's creations.
This one is intended to turn our leader into a coward.
One who'll lead us to defeat.
Only Scorponok will have the anti-virus.
There's gotta be a way to put the skids on.
( thudding ) Huh?
( thudding )
( gasps )
Ah.
All right. Who wants some?
( dramatic theme playing )
Nobody takes it off. Understand?
You hear me?
I'll blow your slagging heads off!
Hm No, big bot!
( gasps )
( grunts )
Hold on there.
( grunting )
Get off of me!
Yes. Listen to him.
I don't fear you.
I don't fear any of you!
I thought that thing
was supposed to turn him into a coward.
No doubt that was its intention.
But Scorponok is notoriously incompetent.
I would say instead that we have a berserker.
Interesting.
Optimus can beat it.
Come on, big bot. Fight against it.
You can do it. Please.
It's too much. I can't-- Can't fight it.
Disarm my weapons.
Lock me up.
( gasps )
( dramatic theme playing )
( gasps )
Ah, Scorponok.
Yes. I've been waiting for your report.
Uh, I stuck it to him, Megatron.
And good.
Hm, excellent.
And the anti-virus?
Just one. Like you said.
Right behind you.
Ah.
( chuckling )
By now, Optimus Primal
has most assuredly exchanged his courage
for a nice cowardly yellow stripe.
Yes.
But he will not want to stay that way.
No.
So when he leads his misguided mechanoids
on a futile raid for this anti-virus,
it will be their final battle in the Beast Wars.
( grunting )
( dramatic theme playing )
What do you want?
Cheetor.
Cheetor.
I'm sorry. It's hard to control.
Is there any of the old Optimus left?
Yes. Some.
Don't let it go, big bot.
Don't let this thing tweak you out of control.
I don't know
if I can beat it.
But I think I can adapt to it.
Maybe hold this aggression down.
Even use it to our advantage.
Really? I knew it.
You hang too tough to be dropped by any techno flu.
Let's do it.
What do you mean, use it to our advantage?
Optimus is a war machine.
I say we point him in the right direction,
give him full armament,
and then unleash him upon the Predacons.
If we want the anti-virus, that is the only way to get it.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Yeah, normally, I would love to see the Preds
get their little scheme tossed right back at 'em,
but you're forgetting just one little thing.
Oh?
And that would be?
Optimus would get blown to scrap.
Big problem.
Well, that depends on your viewpoint.
Hey, hey, hey, shut up.
Actually, ahem,
that's not a bad idea.
Cheetor, what have you done?
It's gonna be okay.
Optimus has got it under his thumb.
Tell 'em, big bot.
( groans )
I-- I think I can do this.
By channeling this new fighting instinct,
we can storm their base.
And with your help,
obtain the anti-virus.
Yeah, piece of basic programming.
We blast our way into Scorponok's lab
for the anti-virus.
All we want is to get big bot here back to normal.
Yeah, and what if he goes ape slag on us?
Hm, fine by me.
Hey, they made me what I am today,
so I figure it's time to say thank you.
Now.
Yeah!
( gasps )
( alarm blaring )
( dramatic rock theme playing )
( yells )
Stupid slagging circuit systems!
Shut up!
( gasps )
( yells )
Well, stop him before he hurts himself.
Him? Try us.
( grunts )
Keep his arm down.
Watch that laser.
( grunting )
( grunts )
( Optimus yells )
( panting )
You don't understand.
It's like Dinobot says,
we gotta hit the Preds the only way they understand.
Hard, fast and right where it hurts.
But if your caution circuits are overriding your courage,
let's melt you all.
I don't need you.
I'll handle this myself.
( gasps )
Optimus!
( dramatic theme playing )
Big bot. No.
This is not the way, Cheetor.
We gotta back him up.
It is a doomed mission.
There's no strategy, just blind aggression.
Maybe that's what we've been needing.
A little less brain and a little more guts.
We must try to think what Optimus,
the old Optimus, would do.
And that would be?
Hm
Negotiate.
Got a Maximal tight beam transmission coming in.
It's a little garbled by the energon fields, but--
Bring it up. Yes.
CHEETOR: Predacon base, come in.
Hm, pussycat. Yes.
State your business.
Listen up you mis-wired metal heads.
You botched up your little attitude adjustment on Optimus.
He's flaming towards you on the red eye express,
and he's loaded for mainframe combat.
So what do you say you fork over that anti-virus
before you get vaped?
Any renegade Maximal who blunders into our base
will not survive.
Megatron out.
Incompetent bug.
( gasps )
( dramatic theme playing )
Beast mode.
Eh. Well?
It didn't work.
All we did was tip 'em off,
and now they're gonna be waiting for him.
You and your bright ideas.
It would appear that only Optimus
can truly think like Optimus.
And for the rest of us,
we must now think on our own.
( dramatic theme playing )
Report.
Three direct hits.
Outer hull has been breached.
Tarantulas, destroy the intruder.
( grunting )
( grunting )
( chuckling )
( grunts )
( dramatic theme playing )
( growls )
( groans )
He's inside.
And the other Maximals are coming.
Take Terrorsaur and defend the perimeter.
Waspinator, stop Optimus now.
Ooh, Waspinator get him.
( distant scream )
( grunts )
( footsteps approaching )
( suspenseful theme playing )
( Optimus grunting )
( Waspinator grunts )
( dramatic rock theme playing )
CHEETOR: Is there any of the old Optimus left?
Don't let it go, big bot.
Don't let this thing tweak you out of control.
Cheetor. Cheetor.
Cheetor, now.
Beast mode.
Ah.
( Optimus grunting )
Looking for this, perhaps?
( groans )
Gorilla warfare suits you.
The old Optimus would've never made it this far.
Unh. What is it you want?
Your allegiance in exchange for this anti-virus. Yes.
And if I refuse?
You cannot refuse. No.
Not if you want to survive.
Join me or perish.
( groaning )
Oh, yes. Then why not end this here and now, Megatron?
Ugh, you fool! You'll destroy us all.
Just a little trick I learned from a flower, Megatron.
( yells )
Scorponok!
( action theme playing )
OPTIMUS: Spark fading.
Hang on, big bot. Got the anti-virus right here.
( groans )
Yes. We're online.
Let's bail before that thing blows.
( panting )
Get this thing off of me. Now.
( dramatic rock theme playing )
Time to fade, heroes.
( beeping )
( both gasp )
( soft theme playing )
( birds chirping )
Bedside vigil, Dinobot?
Not like you.
It was my shift.
Well, ahem,
it's good to have you back.
Back home? Or back to normal?
Both.
( chuckling )
( sighs )
Beast Wars
( dramatic theme playing )
( roars )
Beast Wars
( dramatic rock theme playing )
Beast Wars
( tranquil theme playing )
Ah. Here's a new specimen.
Dinobot, come on.
You're supposed to be assisting.
Of course.
Pardon my lack of enthusiasm for a bunch of worthless weeds.
You realize that we are targets out here?
Targets!
And still you stop to smell the roses.
Oh, whatever.
( exhales )
( sighs )
Dinobot, I signed on for this mission as an explorer.
Just because we bumped into Predacons
is no reason to stop learning new things.
Well, if we encounter any of Megatron's forces,
you may learn that it is unwise to dally with plants.
We should be devising battle strategies.
Knowledge of the territory
can be an advantage in battle, Dinobot.
You're a soldier, you should know that.
I somehow doubt this plant will be a turning point.
But very well.
If have it you must, stand aside.
I'll blast it out.
Dinobot, maxim--
Hold on. Hold on.
( grunts )
You see, it is possible
to look for non-violent solutions first.
Perhaps.
But I think you've lost your battle edge, Optimus.
In our fight against Megatron,
there is nothing you can learn
from this worthless weed.
( hisses )
( mysterious theme playing )
( yells )
Get this thing off me!
I can't reach it.
Get it off!
Hold on. Hold on.
( chuckling )
Got you right in the one place you can't reach, didn't it?
You see, that's how it spreads its seed.
We've learned something.
Yes.
From now on, I shoot my dinner salad before I eat it.
Hm. We'll need to find another specimen.
( both gasp )
How about an arachnid?
Optimus, maximize!
Dinobot, maximize!
( dramatic rock theme playing )
Dinobot!
( grunts )
( growls )
Dinobot!
I have a special cyber bee just for you, Optimus Primal.
Enjoy!
( grunts )
( grunting )
( screaming )
( grunts )
Optimus.
( grunting )
You were supposed to be his backup.
We were ambushed.
And don't tell me my duty, fur ball,
or you shall soon be occupying several recycling bins.
Grr, wanna try it now, lizard lips?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, here.
As much as I'd love to see youse scrap yourselves,
eh, save it for my birthday.
Right now we got bigger concerns.
( ominous theme playing )
Rhinox, what's the sitch?
Looks like a viral mine has fused with his net core.
He can't transform while the thing's attached.
Well, then let's get it off.
He took enough energon damage just getting back here.
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.
Whoa, that's bad.
Gets worse.
Right after that, the mine explodes,
taking out everyone within sprinting distance.
Man, I don't get it.
Why? For what?
A viral mine, you say?
I know Scorponok's creations.
This one is intended to turn our leader into a coward.
One who'll lead us to defeat.
Only Scorponok will have the anti-virus.
There's gotta be a way to put the skids on.
( thudding ) Huh?
( thudding )
( gasps )
Ah.
All right. Who wants some?
( dramatic theme playing )
Nobody takes it off. Understand?
You hear me?
I'll blow your slagging heads off!
Hm No, big bot!
( gasps )
( grunts )
Hold on there.
( grunting )
Get off of me!
Yes. Listen to him.
I don't fear you.
I don't fear any of you!
I thought that thing
was supposed to turn him into a coward.
No doubt that was its intention.
But Scorponok is notoriously incompetent.
I would say instead that we have a berserker.
Interesting.
Optimus can beat it.
Come on, big bot. Fight against it.
You can do it. Please.
It's too much. I can't-- Can't fight it.
Disarm my weapons.
Lock me up.
( gasps )
( dramatic theme playing )
( gasps )
Ah, Scorponok.
Yes. I've been waiting for your report.
Uh, I stuck it to him, Megatron.
And good.
Hm, excellent.
And the anti-virus?
Just one. Like you said.
Right behind you.
Ah.
( chuckling )
By now, Optimus Primal
has most assuredly exchanged his courage
for a nice cowardly yellow stripe.
Yes.
But he will not want to stay that way.
No.
So when he leads his misguided mechanoids
on a futile raid for this anti-virus,
it will be their final battle in the Beast Wars.
( grunting )
( dramatic theme playing )
What do you want?
Cheetor.
Cheetor.
I'm sorry. It's hard to control.
Is there any of the old Optimus left?
Yes. Some.
Don't let it go, big bot.
Don't let this thing tweak you out of control.
I don't know
if I can beat it.
But I think I can adapt to it.
Maybe hold this aggression down.
Even use it to our advantage.
Really? I knew it.
You hang too tough to be dropped by any techno flu.
Let's do it.
What do you mean, use it to our advantage?
Optimus is a war machine.
I say we point him in the right direction,
give him full armament,
and then unleash him upon the Predacons.
If we want the anti-virus, that is the only way to get it.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Yeah, normally, I would love to see the Preds
get their little scheme tossed right back at 'em,
but you're forgetting just one little thing.
Oh?
And that would be?
Optimus would get blown to scrap.
Big problem.
Well, that depends on your viewpoint.
Hey, hey, hey, shut up.
Actually, ahem,
that's not a bad idea.
Cheetor, what have you done?
It's gonna be okay.
Optimus has got it under his thumb.
Tell 'em, big bot.
( groans )
I-- I think I can do this.
By channeling this new fighting instinct,
we can storm their base.
And with your help,
obtain the anti-virus.
Yeah, piece of basic programming.
We blast our way into Scorponok's lab
for the anti-virus.
All we want is to get big bot here back to normal.
Yeah, and what if he goes ape slag on us?
Hm, fine by me.
Hey, they made me what I am today,
so I figure it's time to say thank you.
Now.
Yeah!
( gasps )
( alarm blaring )
( dramatic rock theme playing )
( yells )
Stupid slagging circuit systems!
Shut up!
( gasps )
( yells )
Well, stop him before he hurts himself.
Him? Try us.
( grunts )
Keep his arm down.
Watch that laser.
( grunting )
( grunts )
( Optimus yells )
( panting )
You don't understand.
It's like Dinobot says,
we gotta hit the Preds the only way they understand.
Hard, fast and right where it hurts.
But if your caution circuits are overriding your courage,
let's melt you all.
I don't need you.
I'll handle this myself.
( gasps )
Optimus!
( dramatic theme playing )
Big bot. No.
This is not the way, Cheetor.
We gotta back him up.
It is a doomed mission.
There's no strategy, just blind aggression.
Maybe that's what we've been needing.
A little less brain and a little more guts.
We must try to think what Optimus,
the old Optimus, would do.
And that would be?
Hm
Negotiate.
Got a Maximal tight beam transmission coming in.
It's a little garbled by the energon fields, but--
Bring it up. Yes.
CHEETOR: Predacon base, come in.
Hm, pussycat. Yes.
State your business.
Listen up you mis-wired metal heads.
You botched up your little attitude adjustment on Optimus.
He's flaming towards you on the red eye express,
and he's loaded for mainframe combat.
So what do you say you fork over that anti-virus
before you get vaped?
Any renegade Maximal who blunders into our base
will not survive.
Megatron out.
Incompetent bug.
( gasps )
( dramatic theme playing )
Beast mode.
Eh. Well?
It didn't work.
All we did was tip 'em off,
and now they're gonna be waiting for him.
You and your bright ideas.
It would appear that only Optimus
can truly think like Optimus.
And for the rest of us,
we must now think on our own.
( dramatic theme playing )
Report.
Three direct hits.
Outer hull has been breached.
Tarantulas, destroy the intruder.
( grunting )
( grunting )
( chuckling )
( grunts )
( dramatic theme playing )
( growls )
( groans )
He's inside.
And the other Maximals are coming.
Take Terrorsaur and defend the perimeter.
Waspinator, stop Optimus now.
Ooh, Waspinator get him.
( distant scream )
( grunts )
( footsteps approaching )
( suspenseful theme playing )
( Optimus grunting )
( Waspinator grunts )
( dramatic rock theme playing )
CHEETOR: Is there any of the old Optimus left?
Don't let it go, big bot.
Don't let this thing tweak you out of control.
Cheetor. Cheetor.
Cheetor, now.
Beast mode.
Ah.
( Optimus grunting )
Looking for this, perhaps?
( groans )
Gorilla warfare suits you.
The old Optimus would've never made it this far.
Unh. What is it you want?
Your allegiance in exchange for this anti-virus. Yes.
And if I refuse?
You cannot refuse. No.
Not if you want to survive.
Join me or perish.
( groaning )
Oh, yes. Then why not end this here and now, Megatron?
Ugh, you fool! You'll destroy us all.
Just a little trick I learned from a flower, Megatron.
( yells )
Scorponok!
( action theme playing )
OPTIMUS: Spark fading.
Hang on, big bot. Got the anti-virus right here.
( groans )
Yes. We're online.
Let's bail before that thing blows.
( panting )
Get this thing off of me. Now.
( dramatic rock theme playing )
Time to fade, heroes.
( beeping )
( both gasp )
( soft theme playing )
( birds chirping )
Bedside vigil, Dinobot?
Not like you.
It was my shift.
Well, ahem,
it's good to have you back.
Back home? Or back to normal?
Both.
( chuckling )
( sighs )
Beast Wars
( dramatic theme playing )