Making the Call to Lennox

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Robert: Epps: I'm curious what they have in mind to work.

Morshower: Coordinates, 29.5 north, 34.88 east. Tip of the Red Sea. Gulf of Aqaba.

Robert Epps: Egypt? Are you serious?

Soldier: [To Galloway] Sir.

[Galloway left Lennox and Epps alone]

Robert Epps: Even if we could figure out a way to get big man over there, how are these little kids supposed to bring him back to life?

William Lennox: Look, I don't know, but we got to trust them. [To Stratosphere] Stratosphere, Breakaway, Blazemaster. Change of plans, were going to Egypt we've found Michael and Sam and they know how to bring Optimus back to life. Are you in for this?

Stratosphere: I like the sound of that.

Stratosphere: I like the sound of that

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Breakaway: But what about Galloway?

William Lennox: I have something special in mine.

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[Meanwhile Bumblebee, Arcee, Jazz Cliffjumper, Brawn, Skids, Mudflap, Silverbolt, are continuing to drive on to the doorway along with Michael, Sam, Leo, Simmons and Wheelie]

Michael: [Through the walkie talkie] Okay, let's go over it again.

Michael, Sam and Simmons: When the dawn alights the Dagger's Tip,

Seymour Simmons: The Three Kings...

Sam: Will reveal the doorway.

Seymour Simmons: That's what he said.

Michael: You know what it means?

Sam: I have no idea.

[They arrive at the checkpoint]

Sam: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Checkpoint. Checkpoint.

Michael: I don't have my passport.

Checkpoint Egypt Soldier: Passport!

Michael: They got cameras at the top.

Seymour Simmons: All right, chill. This is espionage now. I can handle it. These are my people. I'm one-thirty-sixth Arab.

Wheelie: Great, a fricking Munchkin. Little people are mean. Tell him he's tall.

Seymour Simmons: The Dagger's Tip? Right? Egypt, Jordan. We want to go there. Me and my family. This is my family. This is my son, my other son, my third son. We're tourists, from New York.

Checkpoint Egypt Soldier: New York?

Seymour Simmons: Yes. Yes.

Checkpoint Egypt Soldier: Fifty kilometers.

Seymour Simmons: You look like the guy that runs my falafel stand. Thank you very much. I know. I know you from somewhere.

Checkpoint Egypt Soldier: Go, Yankees!

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