Megatron: My loyal Decepticons, how go our preparations?
Soundwave: The fleshling slaves have completed repairs on the house. The seeker remnant have been incarcerated. The Autobots have been all but eliminated. All goes according to your plan.
Megatron: Excellent. Are there any requests?
Shockwave: I would like to take the time to reattach or newest member's . . . member.
Sentinel Prime: Wait! What?
At the Advent Calendar . . . .
Officer Walken: Hmmm . . . .
Bumblebee: What did you find?
Officer Walken: The tissue sample you brought in from the site of the shooting found that your "Santa Claus" was not, in fact, human.
Kid in the Helmet: You're saying that wasn't really Santa? You mean there's still going to be Christmas.
Chuckles: He means that we're all in for a worse time than we've gotten already.
MacReady: *grumbles*
MacReady: It looks like the big boys are more concerned about what might be coming that what's already here. Somebody's got to keep up with the Calendar while the brain trust argue.
Leonard: It seems like we can't stay focused. No wonder that Megatron is winning.
MacReady: That, and the fact that he keeps killing us.
Leonard: Yes, that too.
Kid in the Helmet: What is it?
MacReady: A way to win this thing! . . . . maybe.
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