Transformers: Rescue Bots (2011) s02e13 Episode Script
The Island of Misfit Tech
And that's the last filter we need to replace.
Thanks, guys.
- Happy to help, Graham.
- Happier to be done.
Cody! How'd soccer tryouts go? I didn't make the team.
I'm sorry, what was that? I didn't make the team.
Aw, bud, that-that's too bad.
No, no, no, no, no "too bad.
" He just ruined our family legacy! Look at these trophies.
Me, dad, even Graham.
We had to build a whole shelf for Dani.
Every Burns is a soccer star! Wait, is soccer the one where they run back and forth across the same patch of grass? I think that's called football.
Cody, don't feel bad.
You're good at lots of other things.
But nothing that counts.
When he's right, he's right.
Ow.
What? I said he was right! I want the whole team at the Griffin Rock fun zone now.
Why, dad? Need more tokens? No, but I could use a mechanical bull spotter.
I believe it has spotted us, Sir.
Insert more tokens to continue the ride.
Insert more tokens to continue the ride.
Chief, my tactics appear ineffectual.
Do not humans advise to "grab the bull by the horns"? Unfortunately, they don't tell you what to do next.
- Aah! Oh! - Holy A routine patrol with four bots in stasis years later awoke in the strangest of places Earth was their home now and in addition Optimus Prime gave them this mission learn from the humans serve and protect live in their world earn their respect a family of heroes will be your allies to others remain robots in disguise rescue bots roll to the rescue humans in need heroes indeed rescue bots roll to the rescue rescue bots rescue bots, roll to the rescue! Dani, try to get a visual on the mechanical bull.
We need to corral it before it runs too far.
Sure, dad.
But just one question.
Where did that thing come from? It's an experimental carnival ride from the mainland.
That thing's supposed to be fun? Programmed with extras to make staying on the bull's back more challenging And our job harder.
An untested prototype malfunction here? What are the chances? Based on local statistics, i calculate99.
9 percent.
I've ridden tons of mechanical bulls.
- How bad can this one be? Hey! - Oof! Stand back, pardner.
I'll rustle this little doggie! Insert more tokens to continue the ride.
Yippie ay oh ki I'm there when needed priority one I'm all about the mission 'til the mission's done my motor's always running and I'm always duty bound I see the bull, dad! It's running toward Willow street.
Uh, make that Trapelo road.
No telling where this might go Thanks, son.
We're on our way.
You'll never see me getting out of control I don't lose my grip once I grab a hold it's a bumpy ride but I'm The bull is programmed with artificial intelligence.
Maybe we can talk it down.
I shall attempt reason.
Halt! This area is not zoned for livestock.
Or mechanical stock.
Ah.
I see we share a respect for civil coding.
Don't worry.
The muscle's here.
Heatwave! Hold on! Do I have a choice? I've never liked bullies.
Try to keep him still Insert more token-more tokens Looks like you put the tech in sleep mode.
Nice work, partner.
No problem.
After all, I am a bull-dozer.
Dozer! Good one! Do you remember when the bots didn't understand Earth humor? I miss those days.
Cody, can you tell Doc we have something for him? I'll meet you at the lab, dad! En garde en! Ha! Consider yourself pruned! Hey, Doc! Hope you have room on the best left forgotten shelf.
The bots are bringing you a Wait, don't tell me.
Is it A space-time continuum rupturing toaster? A giant mechanical bull.
That was my next guess! But I'm afraid this is too big, and potentially too dangerous for the B.
L.
F.
It belongs on the island of misfit tech.
Wait! The island? You mean it exists? I always thought it was a bedtime story! Oh, dear.
I seem to have spilled a "top secret.
" Hold on while I get my memory erasing earmuffs.
It's okay, Doc.
The whole team has maximum security clearance.
What's so secret about another island anyway? This one is the storage center for Griffin Rock's most hazardous experiments.
It's in the middle of the ocean, completely impossible to find.
Then how can we send tech there? Follow me.
Wait.
We're carrying this thing the whole way? Are there stairs? Ta-DA! Yeah, Doc? There's nothing here.
So it seems.
But with a jump to the left Well, come on! Dr.
Greene, your appearance is quite disarming.
Okay, that is a little creepy.
There's an entire building back here, hidden by the hologram.
Just close your eyes and follow my voice.
Lady and gentlemen, may I present the Beam box.
It has a more scientific name, but mine's quite catchy, don't you think? Teleportation through this chamber is the only way to the island of misfit technology.
Entanglement-based delivery without biodigital cloning? Doc, how'd you build this? I didn't! In fact, I don't know who did or even how it works.
Good thing my predecessors left me this instruction manual.
Oh, yeah.
Sounds totally safe.
Enough.
The bull's failed technology.
Just destroy it.
Ah, but a failure in one category may be a success in another! For example, nobody thought mold on an orange was useful, until a scientist discovered it was medicine! Also, a good way to tell when it's time to clean the fridge.
Similarly, this machine makes a horrible nose-hair trimmer, but on plants, it's perfect! That's why we tag everything we send to the island.
If we decide later that getting rid of the tech was a mistake, we can call it back! Which is about as likely as the soccer team changing their mind about Cody.
Oh, you-you didn't make the team? Why didn't you tell me, son? 'Cause he's humiliated! Come on guys, show him a little sensitivity.
Ow! Would you quit doing that! Cody, there's no need to be ashamed.
Soccer's not the only sport out there.
It's the only one that matters.
Should those optics be glowing? Hm.
It seems one of the bull's internal systems is restarting.
I'm on it.
I'm beginning to think this guy doesn't like me.
Not you, your color.
Bulls hate the color red.
But that's only a myth.
Somebody better tell the bull.
Or whoever programmed it.
Now I see why they don't let those things in China shops.
Quickly, get the bull inside before it damages any machinery! Hey, bull! Bull! Over here! Hey! Whoa! Let go! Doc, shut off the Beam box! Cody! Insert more tokens to continue the ride! Got my head on tight no telling Aw, man, my jacket.
Aw, man, my comm link! Come back! Scrapmaster beta online.
Whoa.
An early version of the Scrapmaster.
But why would a trash compactor be sent here? Refuse marked for destruction.
Because it can't tell the difference between trash and me! Refuse marked for destruction.
Aah! Doc, reverse that thing! Bring Cody back! I can't! Cody doesn't have a recall tag.
Only the bull does.
So bring back the bull! That won't help unless Cody is still touching it! For Cody's sake, I hope he's not.
That bull is dangerous.
Our best bet is to send someone with a new tag to find Cody.
And that someone is me.
I don't know, Heatwave.
On TV, the guy wearing your color never comes back from these missions.
It is true that the bull does not seem fond of your red exterior.
I'm not going there for a bull fight.
I'm rescuing Cody.
Yeah, we got this.
Heatwave, transform.
I don't think so.
Cody'll be a lot happier to see me than you.
What? What 'cause of the I was joking.
We're wasting time arguing.
Heatwave, if you're ready? I'll beam you and Cody back exactly one minute from now.
We'll miss you.
Back off, you tech reject! Cody! Cody, do you copy? Cody! Where are you? Cody! Cody! Uh, Doc? You were supposed to beam a bot back.
That's the Scrapmaster! A prototype we banished because it was too dangerous Refuse marked for destruction.
to humans.
Let's see how it feels about me.
Refuse marked for destruction.
I order you to cease and desist all demolition activities.
Refuse marked for destruction.
Now you're just flouting authority.
Oh c'mon, you glorified trash can.
Pick on someone your own size! Keeping in mind, I'm much smaller than you refuse marked for destruction.
Let Him Go! Oh, that was my only tie.
All right, everyone out.
But dad, what about Cody? We can't help him if we're all reduced to scrap.
We need to regroup.
Well, I locked that hunk of junk inside.
No way it's coming after us.
Well, perhaps not.
But now that menace is trapped inside with some very sensitive machinery And we have no way to get Heatwave and Cody back.
Don't worry.
I have a plan.
Why am I not reassured? Okay.
I think I lost that thing Ah! Ew! Ah! Seriously? They couldn't turn these things off before sending 'em to the secret island? I mean, take the batteries out or whatever! It's not complicated.
Cody, where are you? Doc is beaming us back any second.
Oh no.
My tag Hey! Hey! Have I mentioned I don't like human sporting events? Ha! Serves you right.
Still hungry? How about thirsty? This could take a lot of water.
So? What do you think? I don't like it.
The Scrapmaster took down Heatwave and you want to go back in there? I'm the only one that thing hasn't marked for destruction.
I'll slip by without it noticing.
We can help run interference.
Ensuring that Kade reaches the Beam box safely.
Any better ideas, Doc? Nothing that won't take weeks and nuclear fusion.
All right, bots.
Let's move.
Refuse marked for destruction.
See, this is the part I wasn't really on board with Just keep ol' "scrappy" away from the Beam box.
Deploy phase two of the plan.
Kade, think rapidly! Refuse marked for destruction.
I am not a tree! Oh, well.
Worth a try.
Great.
Everybody's here.
Whoa! Wow.
That was actually helpful.
Uh oh I guess you're programmed to like blue as much as you hate red.
Noble.
Bring me back in ten minutes! Cody? Heatwave? Security! Security! Security! Hey, just stop! Leave me alone! Security! Security! Security! Cody? Heatwave? Come in! Kade? Is that you? Is Heatwave here too? Heatwave I'm here.
Great.
But where is here? Security! I'm walking away from a cliff with lots of trees.
I'm in some kind of dry gulch.
That doesn't really help.
Why couldn't Doc give me a map? Heatwave! I see you! Cody! Stay back! I'm on empty, and these things are dangerous.
What in the Allspark? You'll thank me later.
Sorry about the new paint job, but the bull's big on blue.
And rough on red.
Well, this is better than buffing out hoof dents.
It does come off, right? A little help! Security! Security! Wow, Chase'd love those guys.
Don't worry Kade, the bull will save you.
You mean the bull that started this mess in the first place? It doesn't seem too interested in yellow droids.
They don't have to stay yellow.
Whoops.
Guess that's why this thing is misfit tech.
Heatwave! Shoot out the droids power switches! Can't! I'm still synthesizing water.
Maybe I can help.
No way! Nice throw, Cody! Strike three and they're out! Bro, soccer is definitely not your sport.
But I think I know what is.
But what about the family legacy? Ah, so we start a new one.
At least this way I don't have to worry about you breaking any of my soccer records.
I hate to interrupt family time But there's still the matter of getting back to Griffin Rock.
Not a problem.
It's been almost ten minutes.
As long as the three of us are touching, Chase should bring us back any second.
'Course we do have a berserk Scrapmaster waiting for us.
What? That's where my tag went.
Maybe we should bring back up.
Has it been ten minutes yet? Blades, summon chief! Way ahead of you, partner.
It was getting pretty noisy in here.
We figured you might need some help.
There's a reason rescue bots come in sets of four.
Hey trash-eater, how about a junk food snack? Kade, where's Cody? And Heatwave? Why did you bring the bull back? Just keep the Beam box open, Doc.
Kade, it's paint time.
Step away from the Scrapmaster.
Whoa! Whoa! Yee-ha! Yes! The Scrapmaster is scrap.
Good work, team! Indeed.
All that remains is to send the bull and that paint-Cannon back to the island.
- Do we have to? - C'mon, Cody, you can't seriously want to keep them here.
But they saved us.
It doesn't matter that they're not great at what they were made for.
Yeah! It's like Cody and soccer.
Easy.
All I'm saying is just 'cause you're a disaster in one sport doesn't mean you're bad at all of them.
Remember me in gymnastics? Hey I don't like leotards, okay? Maybe it's the same thing for this tech.
Now that we know what they are good at They deserve another chance.
All right.
We'll give them a try.
Thanks, Kade.
Hey, you can thank me by grabbing your glove and meeting me at the field for practice.
We want you ready for baseball try-outs.
Deal? Deal.
You'll never see me getting out of control I won't lose my grip once I grab a hold it's a bumpy ride but I'm always ready to roll Yee-ha!
Thanks, guys.
- Happy to help, Graham.
- Happier to be done.
Cody! How'd soccer tryouts go? I didn't make the team.
I'm sorry, what was that? I didn't make the team.
Aw, bud, that-that's too bad.
No, no, no, no, no "too bad.
" He just ruined our family legacy! Look at these trophies.
Me, dad, even Graham.
We had to build a whole shelf for Dani.
Every Burns is a soccer star! Wait, is soccer the one where they run back and forth across the same patch of grass? I think that's called football.
Cody, don't feel bad.
You're good at lots of other things.
But nothing that counts.
When he's right, he's right.
Ow.
What? I said he was right! I want the whole team at the Griffin Rock fun zone now.
Why, dad? Need more tokens? No, but I could use a mechanical bull spotter.
I believe it has spotted us, Sir.
Insert more tokens to continue the ride.
Insert more tokens to continue the ride.
Chief, my tactics appear ineffectual.
Do not humans advise to "grab the bull by the horns"? Unfortunately, they don't tell you what to do next.
- Aah! Oh! - Holy A routine patrol with four bots in stasis years later awoke in the strangest of places Earth was their home now and in addition Optimus Prime gave them this mission learn from the humans serve and protect live in their world earn their respect a family of heroes will be your allies to others remain robots in disguise rescue bots roll to the rescue humans in need heroes indeed rescue bots roll to the rescue rescue bots rescue bots, roll to the rescue! Dani, try to get a visual on the mechanical bull.
We need to corral it before it runs too far.
Sure, dad.
But just one question.
Where did that thing come from? It's an experimental carnival ride from the mainland.
That thing's supposed to be fun? Programmed with extras to make staying on the bull's back more challenging And our job harder.
An untested prototype malfunction here? What are the chances? Based on local statistics, i calculate99.
9 percent.
I've ridden tons of mechanical bulls.
- How bad can this one be? Hey! - Oof! Stand back, pardner.
I'll rustle this little doggie! Insert more tokens to continue the ride.
Yippie ay oh ki I'm there when needed priority one I'm all about the mission 'til the mission's done my motor's always running and I'm always duty bound I see the bull, dad! It's running toward Willow street.
Uh, make that Trapelo road.
No telling where this might go Thanks, son.
We're on our way.
You'll never see me getting out of control I don't lose my grip once I grab a hold it's a bumpy ride but I'm The bull is programmed with artificial intelligence.
Maybe we can talk it down.
I shall attempt reason.
Halt! This area is not zoned for livestock.
Or mechanical stock.
Ah.
I see we share a respect for civil coding.
Don't worry.
The muscle's here.
Heatwave! Hold on! Do I have a choice? I've never liked bullies.
Try to keep him still Insert more token-more tokens Looks like you put the tech in sleep mode.
Nice work, partner.
No problem.
After all, I am a bull-dozer.
Dozer! Good one! Do you remember when the bots didn't understand Earth humor? I miss those days.
Cody, can you tell Doc we have something for him? I'll meet you at the lab, dad! En garde en! Ha! Consider yourself pruned! Hey, Doc! Hope you have room on the best left forgotten shelf.
The bots are bringing you a Wait, don't tell me.
Is it A space-time continuum rupturing toaster? A giant mechanical bull.
That was my next guess! But I'm afraid this is too big, and potentially too dangerous for the B.
L.
F.
It belongs on the island of misfit tech.
Wait! The island? You mean it exists? I always thought it was a bedtime story! Oh, dear.
I seem to have spilled a "top secret.
" Hold on while I get my memory erasing earmuffs.
It's okay, Doc.
The whole team has maximum security clearance.
What's so secret about another island anyway? This one is the storage center for Griffin Rock's most hazardous experiments.
It's in the middle of the ocean, completely impossible to find.
Then how can we send tech there? Follow me.
Wait.
We're carrying this thing the whole way? Are there stairs? Ta-DA! Yeah, Doc? There's nothing here.
So it seems.
But with a jump to the left Well, come on! Dr.
Greene, your appearance is quite disarming.
Okay, that is a little creepy.
There's an entire building back here, hidden by the hologram.
Just close your eyes and follow my voice.
Lady and gentlemen, may I present the Beam box.
It has a more scientific name, but mine's quite catchy, don't you think? Teleportation through this chamber is the only way to the island of misfit technology.
Entanglement-based delivery without biodigital cloning? Doc, how'd you build this? I didn't! In fact, I don't know who did or even how it works.
Good thing my predecessors left me this instruction manual.
Oh, yeah.
Sounds totally safe.
Enough.
The bull's failed technology.
Just destroy it.
Ah, but a failure in one category may be a success in another! For example, nobody thought mold on an orange was useful, until a scientist discovered it was medicine! Also, a good way to tell when it's time to clean the fridge.
Similarly, this machine makes a horrible nose-hair trimmer, but on plants, it's perfect! That's why we tag everything we send to the island.
If we decide later that getting rid of the tech was a mistake, we can call it back! Which is about as likely as the soccer team changing their mind about Cody.
Oh, you-you didn't make the team? Why didn't you tell me, son? 'Cause he's humiliated! Come on guys, show him a little sensitivity.
Ow! Would you quit doing that! Cody, there's no need to be ashamed.
Soccer's not the only sport out there.
It's the only one that matters.
Should those optics be glowing? Hm.
It seems one of the bull's internal systems is restarting.
I'm on it.
I'm beginning to think this guy doesn't like me.
Not you, your color.
Bulls hate the color red.
But that's only a myth.
Somebody better tell the bull.
Or whoever programmed it.
Now I see why they don't let those things in China shops.
Quickly, get the bull inside before it damages any machinery! Hey, bull! Bull! Over here! Hey! Whoa! Let go! Doc, shut off the Beam box! Cody! Insert more tokens to continue the ride! Got my head on tight no telling Aw, man, my jacket.
Aw, man, my comm link! Come back! Scrapmaster beta online.
Whoa.
An early version of the Scrapmaster.
But why would a trash compactor be sent here? Refuse marked for destruction.
Because it can't tell the difference between trash and me! Refuse marked for destruction.
Aah! Doc, reverse that thing! Bring Cody back! I can't! Cody doesn't have a recall tag.
Only the bull does.
So bring back the bull! That won't help unless Cody is still touching it! For Cody's sake, I hope he's not.
That bull is dangerous.
Our best bet is to send someone with a new tag to find Cody.
And that someone is me.
I don't know, Heatwave.
On TV, the guy wearing your color never comes back from these missions.
It is true that the bull does not seem fond of your red exterior.
I'm not going there for a bull fight.
I'm rescuing Cody.
Yeah, we got this.
Heatwave, transform.
I don't think so.
Cody'll be a lot happier to see me than you.
What? What 'cause of the I was joking.
We're wasting time arguing.
Heatwave, if you're ready? I'll beam you and Cody back exactly one minute from now.
We'll miss you.
Back off, you tech reject! Cody! Cody, do you copy? Cody! Where are you? Cody! Cody! Uh, Doc? You were supposed to beam a bot back.
That's the Scrapmaster! A prototype we banished because it was too dangerous Refuse marked for destruction.
to humans.
Let's see how it feels about me.
Refuse marked for destruction.
I order you to cease and desist all demolition activities.
Refuse marked for destruction.
Now you're just flouting authority.
Oh c'mon, you glorified trash can.
Pick on someone your own size! Keeping in mind, I'm much smaller than you refuse marked for destruction.
Let Him Go! Oh, that was my only tie.
All right, everyone out.
But dad, what about Cody? We can't help him if we're all reduced to scrap.
We need to regroup.
Well, I locked that hunk of junk inside.
No way it's coming after us.
Well, perhaps not.
But now that menace is trapped inside with some very sensitive machinery And we have no way to get Heatwave and Cody back.
Don't worry.
I have a plan.
Why am I not reassured? Okay.
I think I lost that thing Ah! Ew! Ah! Seriously? They couldn't turn these things off before sending 'em to the secret island? I mean, take the batteries out or whatever! It's not complicated.
Cody, where are you? Doc is beaming us back any second.
Oh no.
My tag Hey! Hey! Have I mentioned I don't like human sporting events? Ha! Serves you right.
Still hungry? How about thirsty? This could take a lot of water.
So? What do you think? I don't like it.
The Scrapmaster took down Heatwave and you want to go back in there? I'm the only one that thing hasn't marked for destruction.
I'll slip by without it noticing.
We can help run interference.
Ensuring that Kade reaches the Beam box safely.
Any better ideas, Doc? Nothing that won't take weeks and nuclear fusion.
All right, bots.
Let's move.
Refuse marked for destruction.
See, this is the part I wasn't really on board with Just keep ol' "scrappy" away from the Beam box.
Deploy phase two of the plan.
Kade, think rapidly! Refuse marked for destruction.
I am not a tree! Oh, well.
Worth a try.
Great.
Everybody's here.
Whoa! Wow.
That was actually helpful.
Uh oh I guess you're programmed to like blue as much as you hate red.
Noble.
Bring me back in ten minutes! Cody? Heatwave? Security! Security! Security! Hey, just stop! Leave me alone! Security! Security! Security! Cody? Heatwave? Come in! Kade? Is that you? Is Heatwave here too? Heatwave I'm here.
Great.
But where is here? Security! I'm walking away from a cliff with lots of trees.
I'm in some kind of dry gulch.
That doesn't really help.
Why couldn't Doc give me a map? Heatwave! I see you! Cody! Stay back! I'm on empty, and these things are dangerous.
What in the Allspark? You'll thank me later.
Sorry about the new paint job, but the bull's big on blue.
And rough on red.
Well, this is better than buffing out hoof dents.
It does come off, right? A little help! Security! Security! Wow, Chase'd love those guys.
Don't worry Kade, the bull will save you.
You mean the bull that started this mess in the first place? It doesn't seem too interested in yellow droids.
They don't have to stay yellow.
Whoops.
Guess that's why this thing is misfit tech.
Heatwave! Shoot out the droids power switches! Can't! I'm still synthesizing water.
Maybe I can help.
No way! Nice throw, Cody! Strike three and they're out! Bro, soccer is definitely not your sport.
But I think I know what is.
But what about the family legacy? Ah, so we start a new one.
At least this way I don't have to worry about you breaking any of my soccer records.
I hate to interrupt family time But there's still the matter of getting back to Griffin Rock.
Not a problem.
It's been almost ten minutes.
As long as the three of us are touching, Chase should bring us back any second.
'Course we do have a berserk Scrapmaster waiting for us.
What? That's where my tag went.
Maybe we should bring back up.
Has it been ten minutes yet? Blades, summon chief! Way ahead of you, partner.
It was getting pretty noisy in here.
We figured you might need some help.
There's a reason rescue bots come in sets of four.
Hey trash-eater, how about a junk food snack? Kade, where's Cody? And Heatwave? Why did you bring the bull back? Just keep the Beam box open, Doc.
Kade, it's paint time.
Step away from the Scrapmaster.
Whoa! Whoa! Yee-ha! Yes! The Scrapmaster is scrap.
Good work, team! Indeed.
All that remains is to send the bull and that paint-Cannon back to the island.
- Do we have to? - C'mon, Cody, you can't seriously want to keep them here.
But they saved us.
It doesn't matter that they're not great at what they were made for.
Yeah! It's like Cody and soccer.
Easy.
All I'm saying is just 'cause you're a disaster in one sport doesn't mean you're bad at all of them.
Remember me in gymnastics? Hey I don't like leotards, okay? Maybe it's the same thing for this tech.
Now that we know what they are good at They deserve another chance.
All right.
We'll give them a try.
Thanks, Kade.
Hey, you can thank me by grabbing your glove and meeting me at the field for practice.
We want you ready for baseball try-outs.
Deal? Deal.
You'll never see me getting out of control I won't lose my grip once I grab a hold it's a bumpy ride but I'm always ready to roll Yee-ha!