Optimus Prime: You picked the wrong planet! Give me your FACE!
[tears off the Fallen's face and sticks him with his staff]
Optimus Prime: I rise… you FALL!
Megatron: NOOO! NOOO!

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[last lines]
Optimus Prime: With the All Spark gone, we cannot return life to our planet. And fate has yielded its reward: a new world to call home. We live among its people now, hiding in plain sight, but watching over them in secret, waiting, protecting. I have witnessed their capacity for courage, and though we are worlds apart, like us, there's more to them than meets the eye. I am Optimus Prime, and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars. We are here. We are waiting.

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