Unicron:  Your bargaining posture is highly dubious.  Very well, I will provide you with a new body, and new troops to command.

Megatron: And?

Unicron: AND NOTHING!  You belong to me now.

Megatron:  I belong to NOBODY!!!!

Unicron:  Perhaps I misjudged you, proceed, on your way to oblivion.

Megatron:  NOOOOO!!!!  I ACCEPT YOUR TERMS, I ACCEPT AAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHH

Unicron:  Excellent



Unicron: Behold, Galvatron.

Unicron:  And these shall be your minions...


Unicron:  Scourge, the tracker, and his huntsmen, the sweeps.



Unicron:  Cyclonus, the warrior, and his armada.

at bombshell cyclonus... but cool none the less

It's not the same without someone deep throating a lightsaber in the background