Transformers

Before time began, there was the Cube.

We know not where it comes from,

only that it holds the power

to create worlds and fill them with life.

That is how our race was born.

For a time, we lived in harmony,

but like all great power,

some wanted it for good, others for evil.

And so began the war,

a war that ravaged our planet

until it was consumed by death,

and the Cube was lost

to the far reaches of space.

We scattered across the galaxy,

hoping to find it and rebuild our home,

searching every star, every world.

And just when all hope seemed lost,

message of a new discovery drew us

to an unknown planet called Earth.

But we were already too late.

Oh, God, five months of this.

I can't wait to get a little taste of home.

A plate of mama's alligators touffe.

You've been talking

about barbecued 'gators and crickets

for the last two weeks. I'm never going

to your mama's house, Fig. I promise.

But Bobby, Bobby, 'gators are known

to have the most succulent meat.

I understand.

English, please. English.

I mean, how many times have we...

We don't speak Spanish. I told you that.

Why you got to ruin it for me, man?

That's my heritage.

Go with the Spanish. Whatever.

Hey, you guys remember weekends?

Huh? The Sox at Fenway.

- Cold hotdog and a flat beer.

- Perfect day.

What about you, Captain?

You got a perfect day?

I just can't wait to hold my baby girl

for the first time.

- He's adorable.

- That's too...

Shut up!

Hey, I'm ready to do this.

Hey, any of y'all grow some balls,

come see me on the court, man.

Hey, hey!

Watch this crossover, baby.

Like Jordan in his prime,

pushing through the front line.

- Step aside, ladies.

- Oh, man. What?

- Lennox!

- Hey, what are you doing?

- Water?

- Thank you.

Are you gonna help me with the gear?

Colonel Sharp, we have an inbound

unidentified infiltrator, 10 miles out.

Unidentified aircraft, you are

in restricted US military airspace.

Squawk ident and proceed east

out of the area.

Raptors one and two, snap to heading

two-five-zero to intercept.

Bogie is in the weeds ten miles out,

not squawking.

Unidentified aircraft, we will escort you

to US SOCCENT airbase.

If you do not comply,

we will use deadly force.

Copy the bogie.

Tail 4500 X-ray.

Sir, says here 4500 X

was shot down three months ago.

- Afghanistan.

- That's got to be a mistake.

- Check again, then recheck.

- I did, sir.

A friend of mine was on that chopper.

Unidentified aircraft, we will escort you

to US SOCCENT airbase.

- Radar, where's the inbound?

- Bogie's five miles out, sir.

- My wife on?

- Yes, Captain.

- My ladies!

- Look.

Oh, my goodness. Look at her.

She's getting so big.

Look at those cheeks.

I just wanna chew on them.

Baby, we made a good-looking kid.

I know that people say that all the time,

but, wow, we made

one good-looking kid. Nice work.

She has your laugh.

- She laughed?

- Her first one, yeah.

You sure she didn't just fart?

No, she's a lady.

She doesn't know you yet, but she will.

Bogie's on the deck.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Radar's jammed.

It's coming from the chopper.

- Will?

- Sarah?

Hey, Sarah, if you can hear me,

I love you and I'll be home soon.

- To the right. Go to the right.

- Check fire.

MH-53 pilot, power down now.

Have your crew step out

or we will kill you.

Hold your fire! Stand by to engage!

My God.

They bombed the antenna farm!

We're under attack!

Go! Move! Move!

It's going after the files!

Cut the hard lines!

I need a key! It's locked!

Move! Move!

Here, come here! Come here!

Here, hide in here!

Oh, my God. Okay.

No!

Oh!

What the...

Epps, let's go!

Okay, Mr. Witwicky, you're up.

Sorry, I got a lot of stuff.

Watch.

Okay.

For my family...

Who did... Who did that?

People! Responsibility.

Okay.

So, for my family genealogy report,

I decided to do it

on my great-great-grandfather,

who was a famous man,

Captain Archibald Witwicky.

Very famous explorer.

In fact, he was one of the first to explore

the Arctic Circle, which is a big deal.

In 1897, he took 41 brave sailors

straight into the Arctic Shelf.

Move faster, men! Move! Chop! Heave!

The ice is freezing faster than

it's melting! Chop faster! Heave, men!

Heave! No sacrifice, no victory!

We'll get to the Arctic Circle, lads!

So that's the story, right?

And here we have some of

the basic instruments and tools

used by 19th-century seamen.

This here is the quadrant,

which you can get for 80 bucks.

It's all for sale, by the way.

Like the sextant here.

$50 for this, which is a bargain.

These are pretty cool.

These are my grandfather's glasses.

I haven't quite gotten them appraised

yet, but they've seen many cool things.

Are you going to sell me his liver?

Mr. Witwicky, this isn't show and sell.

It's the 11th grade.

I don't think your grandfather would be

particularly proud of what you're doing.

I know. I'm sorry. I just, you know,

this is all going towards my car fund.

You can tell your folks. It's on eBay.

I take PayPal.

Cold hard cash works, too.

And the compass makes a great gift

for Columbus Day.

- Sam!

- Sorry.

Unfortunately,

my great-great-grandfather,

the genius that he was, wound up

going blind and crazy in a psycho ward,

drawing these strange symbols

and babbling on about

some giant ice man

that he thought he'd discovered.

Okay. Might be a pop quiz tomorrow.

Might not.

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