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♪ Teenage mutant
ninja turtles ♪
♪ teenage mutant
ninja turtles ♪
♪ teenage mutant
ninja turtles ♪
♪ heroes in a half shell ♪
♪ turtle power ♪
♪ they're the world's most
fearsome fighting team ♪
We're really hip.
♪ They're heroes
in the half shell ♪
♪ and they're green ♪
Hey, get a grip.
♪ When the evil shredder
attacks ♪
♪ these turtle boys
don't cut him no slack ♪
♪ teenage mutant
ninja turtles ♪
♪ teenage mutant
ninja turtles ♪
♪ splinter taught them
to be ninja teens ♪
He's a radical rat.
♪ Leonardo leads,
Donatello does machines ♪
That's a fact, Jack.
♪ Raphael is cool
but rude ♪
♪ Michelangelo
is a party dude ♪
♪ teenage mutant
ninja turtles ♪
♪ teenage mutant
ninja turtles ♪
♪ teenage mutant
ninja turtles ♪
♪ heroes in a half shell ♪
♪ turtle power ♪♪
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I'm so hungry,
I could even eat
that pickled tofu.
We better see what's taking
so long heating those pizzas.
Uh-oh.
The oven's empty!
Our pizzas are gone!
Hmm. I've got a theory.
Yo, dudes.
Huh,
what's the haps?
The haps is you ate
all of our pizzas.
Who, moi?
Master, Michelangelo
ate all our pizzas again.
You were warned,
Michelangelo.
I shall have to
apply kung pao.
Kung pao?
Kung pao is an ancient form
of mind control.
I assure you
it will not hurt.
Repeat after me.
I crave pizza no more.
I crave pizza no more.
I can't believe
I'm saying this.
I have a feeling
this will not be easy.
Well, shredder,
do you think
you can manage
to obliterate
the turtles this time?
It's easy
to criticize,
but I'm the one who's
doing all the work.
Do you have the disks?
Right here.
Soon, with these,
we'll be using the
shells of those turtles
as hubcaps!
What does shredder think we are, anyway?
A couple of housemaids?
[EXPLOSION]
Hey, what's going on?
Oh, hi, boss.
This place is a pigsty!
I thought I told you
to clean up?
We did, but then you
came busting in and we--
no excuses.
Get to your positions.
We must activate
the holographic synthesizer.
Sure thing, boss.
Power on.
It looks just like christmastime
at the state pen.
Quiet!
Insert this
graphics disk.
"Subject--
mi--mi--
Michelangelo."
That disk contains all
the physical data we need
to create
a dimensional hologram.
It's that surfer turtle.
Blah, let's turn him
into turtle mush.
Cretins! Didn't I just
say it's a hologram?
Yeah.
Uh, what's a hologram?
It's an exact likeness
of Michelangelo
that I will program to
infiltrate the turtle's lair
and destroy them!
It will talk,
act, and think
just like the real
Michelangelo.
Now remove
the graphics disk.
Ok, ok.
Don't get your razors
all ruffled.
Now...
This disk contains
everything we know
about Michelangelo,
even his endless appetite
for pizza.
Insert it gently.
Psst.
You're putting it in
backwards.
Big deal.
So what could happen?
[BEEPING]
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Whoa!
I...I feel so strange.
Hey, where's
the boss going?
Once more,
Michelangelo.
I crave pizza
no more.
I crave pizza no more.
Excellent.
Now awaken.
And now for
the acid test.
Donatello.
Hey, Michelangelo, how about
a pizza with the works?
Pizza?
No way, dude.
I crave pizza
no more.
Amazing.
Astonishing.
Not bad.
Maybe now it's safe to
order out for some pizzas.
No need, dudes.
I brought back
some takeout.
So, like, let's
get down and pig out.
It's shredder.
Where? Where?
Yo! Let's scarf
some pizzas, compadres.
Just where do you think
you're going, tin grin?
Mellow out, dude.
This is my pad.
I live here.
Well, not
for long.
Michelangelo.
Yes, sensei?
Yes, sensei?
Kneel down, please.
Who are you, how did
you find this place,
and what is
your mission?
I am Michelangelo.
This is my home.
My mission is to serve
the cool forces of good,
to obey my totally hip
master splinter,
and, whenever possible,
to consume
mondo portions of pizza.
He's really in trouble.
He thinks he's
Michelangelo.
As Michelangelo, he seems to
know nothing about shredder.
I must speak
to shredder himself.
When you hear
the name shredder,
you will become your
former insidious self.
Shredder.
Shredder. Shredder.
Shredder.
Splinter, my sworn enemy!
How did I get here?
Let me go!
I'll shell you
like walnuts.
Yup, he's his former
insidious self, all right.
You stupid turtles
won't get anything
out of me.
I'll never talk!
It's no use. I have
to change him back.
When I say the name
Michelangelo,
you will become him
once again.
Michelangelo.
Michelangelo.
Michelangelo.
You'll never speak
the name of my arch enemy.
Instead, you will refer
to him as you-know-who.
And that goes
for all of you.
One mention of
you-know-who's name
will change him back
to his former self.
And that would be
disastrous.
How long do we have to put
up with canhead like this?
Until we discover
what his plan is.
It's getting
too crowded in here.
I'm going for a spin
around the sewers.
Oh, wow! Mondo notion, man.
Include me in, ok?
Just where do you think
you're going, dude?
Sewer surfing, man.
I hunger
for cowabunga!
Well, not on
my cheap skate, you don't.
Your cheap skate?
It's my cheap skate!
This sewer's
not big enough
for the two of us.
I'm out of here!
Master, shr--
you-know-who
seems to have
dropped this.
It's a graphics disk.
Hmm. This may be the clue
we've been searching for.
Guess I'll
just drown my sorrows
here at Vinnie's
with a pizza.
The weird thing
is I crave pizza
no more.
Wow! A turtle.
This is even better
than finding the boss.
Yeah!
I'm in the mood
for some serious
turtle bashing.
It's a good thing
April is working late.
Yeah. We could use
her computer equipment
to read this disk
that way we can figure out
you-know-who's plan.
Psst. Yo, April.
Turtles, what are
you doing here?
Hey, babe! What's going
down in this here town?
I don't believe it.
That's shred--
whatever you do,
don't say his name.
I'll explain later.
We've got to access
your computer.
What's on the disk?
We're about
to find out.
Oh, wow, dudes.
It's me!
What the heck
is it, Donatello?
It looks like some sort
of hologram program.
What's going on?
The program overloaded
the circuits.
It looks like you-know-who
plans to clone Michelangelo.
Oh, yeah?
If metal-mouth
tries anything on me,
hyah!
If you were
Michelangelo,
and you are,
where would you
go to sulk?
Like, where else, dude?
Vinnie's pizza.
Time to crack
some shells.
Look, pal, this ain't
the public library.
You gonna read or are
you gonna order pizza?
I don't know, dude.
For some bizarro reason,
I can't
make up my mind.
Geez, you're slower
than a turtle.
How about the works?
The works?
Righteous.
Yeah, that's
what I w--
i crave pizza no more.
Uh, scratch
that notion, dude.
I crave pizza no more.
Just give me
a soft drink.
Yeah, why not? It goes
perfect with your soft head.
Oh, what a pity.
He won't even get to
enjoy his last pizza.
Aah!
Aah!
Where'd he go?
I can't see!
Me neither.
Just keep firing.
Hey.
What's going on?
Ohh!
I'll find you
wherever you are.
Due north, dude.
Bummer.
Gotcha now, shellback.
Looks like we got ourselves
a canned turtle.
Well, all right!
Chowtime!
I hope Michelangelo's
in here.
I hope he's
in one piece.
Michelangelo.
Michelangelo!
You called, compadres?
You better stay
close to us, shre--
I mean,
Michelangelo.
For sure.
I'm in mondo danger,
right?
Right.
Now let's
keep looking.
Oh, wow.
Truly awesome.
Oh, tubuloso.
There's some cheese
left in this shredder.
Shredder?
Shredder.
Shredder.
Oh. Where am I?
How did I get here?
Turtles.
They must've grabbed
Michelangelo.
Now I'll bet they plan on
infiltrating us with his hologram.
Let's head back
to channel 6
and see if Donatello
found anything.
Forget it! You're
not going anywhere.
Aah!
Have the works,
turtles.
It's on me.
Or better yet,
it's on you.
♪ We got us a turtle ♪
♪ we got us a turtle ♪♪
Put a sock in it,
will ya?
You're giving me
a mondo migraine.
You put a sock in it.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
What's going on here?
Look, boss,
♪ we got us
a turtle ♪♪
So, you simpletons
finally managed
to do something right.
Shredder, are you there?
Where have you been,
shredder?
I--I'm not sure.
I must've been hijacked
by the turtles.
Well, you were supposed
to hijack them!
I got one of them,
didn't I?
I'm working on it.
Oh, good.
Once phase one
is accomplished,
we'll proceed to
fine-tune the master plan.
Shredder's
holographic synthesizer
may be more powerful
than we imagined,
but maybe
this will match it.
Now, let's try
to read that disk.
"Phase two--
the master plan"?
What's it doing?
We booted up
another file.
It's another hologram.
[GASPS]
It's the president!
I better contact Leonardo
and Raphael right away.
Leonardo! Raphael!
Do you read me?
Leonardo! Raphael!
Come in!
Leonardo! Raphael!
There's no answer.
They must be in trouble.
Oh, yippie!
Once our presidential
hologram
is officially
inaugurated,
i will control
the most powerful office
in the world.
You mean we,
don't you?
You can be
vice president.
Hmm. Just a heartbeat
away. Not bad.
Rock steady, bebop,
power up the synthesizer.
Sure thing,
Mr. vice president.
Now, insert
the graphics disk,
and this time, do it right.
Uh...Me, boss?
But you got the disk.
It's gone!
What?
I knew I never should
have trusted you.
Blast it!
Those turtles
must have it!
It sure is
hot in here.
No wonder!
We're about to become
today's hot plate special.
What a way to go.
We'll probably get
eaten by shredder.
Or, worse yet,
Michelangelo.
Whew! Talk about close.
Hey, is that you,
Donatello?
Guess again. Now hand
over that graphics disk.
Sure thing,
Michelangelo...
Michelangelo...
Michelangelo...
Oh, wow! Hey, dudes. How'd
you get in this fix?
Or, should I say,
fixings?
It's a long story. Just
help us out of here.
Oh, with mucho gusto,
amigos.
Are you guys ok?
We're fine.
Who doesn't enjoy
being wrapped in
melted mozzarella?
Well, come with me.
There's something
I have to show you.
So, they plan on
replacing the president
with a hologram, too?
This disk is just
a blueprint.
They must have
an advanced holographic
synthesizer somewhere.
Then we've got to find
it and destroy it.
We've got to find
poor Michelangelo, too.
Don't be a dufus, babe.
I'm right here.
There's one person
who can tell us
where both the disk
and our buddy are.
What are you dudes
staring at?
Is my headband
on backwards?
Donatello, can you
reprogram that disk?
Do turtles
have shells?
Hey, hey, hold
the anchovies, huh?
We're gonna have to break
out of this stuff.
Everything's got to look
exactly as it did before
so you-know-who won't suspect
any time has passed.
Donatello,
you stake out the front.
Check!
Michelangelo, you pull out the
laser gun and hold it on us.
I still think you dudes
have gone nutzoid.
We're just setting up a
little sting operation for...
Shredder.
Shredder.
Shredder.
Shredder.
You heard me!
I want that disk!
Here. Catch!
Now!
This should keep him
busy for a while.
Blast it!
Give me that disk!
Let's roll!
Enough games.
Give me that.
Turtles, your destiny
is in my hands now.
That must be
his hideout.
Gee, I always wanted
to have a pet turtle.
Yeah. It's too bad
we've got to flush him.
Not now,
you cretins.
We must concentrate on capturing
the other turtles, too.
Lots of luck,
pal.
Shh! He's about to input
that reprogrammed disk.
Prepare for phase one--
the destruction
of the turtles.
What--what's going on?
Oh, boy. Just like
a shooting gallery.
Yeah. It's times like this
I wish I could count
so I could keep score.
Stop, you idiots!
You'll hit something.
Yeah. Like turtles.
Hold still, Michelangelo.
Cowabunga, dudes!
How'd you make
all of those mes?
Easy. I programmed the disk
for infinite replication.
Like they say,
you can't get too much
of a good thing.
See, you
moronic mutants.
No more turtles!
Look again, shredhead.
Four--count 'em!
Four turtles.
And we're here to break
your new toy.
Allow me.
My sai!
It disappeared.
Who's going to break
whose toy?
It's an electromagnetic
force field.
We can't get through.
I'm already there, dudes.
Check it out.
Yo, Michelangelo!
Michelangelo!
Michelangelo!
What's happening,
compadres?
Quick! The synthesizer.
Waste it!
Right on!
Turtle power!
Hey, boss.
What are you doing?
You gone nuts
or something?
Cowabunga!
Uhh! Huh?
Where am I?
Hey, he ain't the boss.
He's a turtle
in disguise.
Well, let's
rip it off him.
What happened to
my beautiful synthesizer?
Great disguise.
Yeah. But not good
enough to fool us.
Oh, you idiots!
What are you doing?
The synthesizer's
going to blow.
Let's boogie, dudes.
We better get
out of here.
This place
is history.
Oh, you two will be history
when I'm through with you.
We better take this
turtle with us.
Yeah. Krang
will have something
we can peel off
his disguise with.
Well, master, we didn't
catch you-know-who,
but we put a stop to
their hologram scheme.
Ok, everyone.
Dinner is served.
All right!
Michelangelo,
no pizza for you?
Pizza? Yuck!
I crave pizza no more.
How forgetful of me.
It completely
slipped my mind.
Michelangelo, you shall
crave pizza once again.
Uh, on second thought,
I crave pizza once again.
I'll have two of them.
Uh, no. Four.
Wait a minute.
Better make that eight.
With his appetite,
who needs clones?
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