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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 ♪
Give me a break!
♪ 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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KRANG:
Feed in the parameters
for the negative
magnetic flux.
It's barely dawn.
Must we get up
so early
just to program
a computer?
Yes, shredder.
While our enemies sleep,
we are wakies, alert, and--
[SNORING]
Wake up,
you slime buckets!
Ohh, mommy...
Do I have to go
to school?
And get off my buttons!
BOTH: Oof!
What is
happening?
My instruments
have detected
the existence of an alien
metal on the surface,
one that will help me
conquer the earth.
Here. Take this alien metal
detector to the surface,
and find it.
Oh, jeez!
Another trip
to the surface?
And to think,
I didn't become
a professional person
'cause I hate commuting.
[BEEPS]
Yeah. Y'know, mornings
would be a lot better
if they happened
at noon.
Oh, for sure, dude.
Ahh. It's a beautiful,
gorgeous new day, guys.
Rise and shine.
Yeow!
Make that "rise
with a shiner."
All right, amigos.
Breakfast is ready.
Deep-dish oatmeal pizza
with grapefruit topping!
That's the trouble
with breakfast.
Always
the same old thing.
Hey, Donatello,
chow time.
How can you guys
think about food?
Don't you know
what day it is?
Uh, not-thinking-
about-food day?
It's national sensei
appreciation day.
Wow, they sure do
sneak up on you.
We gotta get master
splinter a present.
Uhh, like what?
That depends on how much
we've got in the bank.
Ok.
Who put the sun-dried
tomatoes in the turtle bank?
Hey, dudes, just saving
for a rainy day.
You know,
I admire a man
who's big enough to admit
he's made a mistake.
Maybe we could talk
about it over dinner.
[CLICKS]
H-hello?
Hello?
New boyfriend?
No, wrong number.
What can I do,
burne?
There's just nothing
happening today.
Vernon, you know
what they say--
"dog bites man"
is nothing.
But "man bites dog"
is news.
So?
So, go bite a dog!
Hmmph! Sure,
go bite a dog.
What do I look like,
a flea?
No, Irma.
Don't say it.
LEONARDO: I guess
people only pawn things
nobody wants.
Every accordion in the
city must be here.
As a music lover,
I'm grateful.
Hey, how about
this, dudes?
Splinter could use it
to tell time.
No, fellas,
we need something--
oh--special.
Yeah.
What we need is
professional
help.
Ahem.
We looking for
a special present
for a special friend.
Maybe something
Japanese.
Japanese, huh?
I have just the thing.
Fellow who hocked this
told me it was an
authentic ninja sword.
And that's nothing
to be sneezed at.
[COUGHING]
[SNEEZING]
This is perfect.
How much?
How much you got?
Well,
that all depends.
How do you feel about
sun-dried tomatoes?
[CRASHING]
[SCREAMING]
Yecchh!
That's the last time I let
you sit on my lap and steer.
[BEEPING]
Oh...Wait.
I'm already getting
a reading.
The alien metal
is across the street
in that pawn shop.
Let's go.
What?
Ooh, we're looking
for something.
How about
a nice accordion?
[SOUR NOTES PLAY]
Gee, that's pretty.
What we want is
far more valuable.
The alien metal is gone!
Those four men who just
left-- what did they buy?
Just an old sword.
It wasn't even sharp.
Swords are made
of metal.
This is an excellent
gift, dudes.
I want that sword.
Let me have it!
You heard him,
guys.
Let him have it!
It's those
blasted turtles!
Attack!
Whoa!
You're like a bull
in a garbage shop, dude.
Yeow! Ooh.
Ooh! Ahh!
Hyah!
Hey. Not funny.
Definitely
not funny.
I like it, shredder.
You look quite
distinguished with a pipe.
Whoa!
I've waited a long time
for this--turtle Sushi.
[LAUGHS]
Say your reptilian
prayers, turtle.
Catch this,
melon-head.
Oh, yuck!
Now, feel the wrath
of shredder.
What's this?
Yo, shredder.
Whoa!
Uh, where'd
the boss go?
I don't know.
But I'm
disappearing, too!
There's something really
weird going on here.
Shredder disappeared,
you say?
Gone from the face
of the earth.
Uh, yeah.
If you let the turtles
get their hands
on that alien metal,
you'll rue the day
you met me!
We already do rue.
I have returned,
krang.
Shredder!
Nifty entrance,
boss.
But I fail to see how a sword
can cut through reality.
The metal in it was used
to make alien spacecraft
that traveled between dimensions
in a mere microsecond.
A visiting spaceship left a
fragment of this metal on earth
thousands of years ago.
Apparently,
a ninja craftsman
found the alien metal
and forged this sword.
Hmm!
That ancient sword maker
has helped seal the fate
of splinter
and the turtles.
Yes! I just love it
when a plan comes together.
It seemed
to cut a hole
through thin air
into something else.
Yeah.
Talk about sharp!
There is a legend of a
mysterious ninja sword
that allowed
its owner to appear
and disappear
at will.
The sword was supposed to be
a present for you, master.
Never mind,
Leonardo.
It's the thought
that counts.
More importantly,
we must retrieve it
before shredder and krang can
use it for their evil plans.
But how, master?
There is
one possibility.
Splinter calling April.
Come in, April.
"He pressed her
to his manly chest,
and whispered
her name."
Irma!
Ahh. Irma.
Irma!
Quick, tell April
to bring her camera.
I'm about
to make news.
[GROWLING]
April, Vernon
wants you to--
April?
She's gone.
Ohh! Forget April.
And call
a veterinarian!
This microwave
transmitter
should penetrate all the
way to the technodrome.
When krang picks up
the signal,
he'll think he's watching
a real news broadcast.
Radical concept,
dude.
I'll bet it cooks
a mean pizza, too.
Ready, April?
Ready!
We can never marry,
John.
You see, I'm
your twin sister.
We were separated at birth
during a hospital blackout.
Yes, we can,
my darling.
When I was born,
an insane nurse
switched me
with another baby.
Oh, John!
Oh, Marsha!
It's so...
[SNIFFLES]
True to life.
We interrupt
this program
for a special
news bulletin.
No, no! I want
John and Marsha!
Channel 6
has just learned
the location of
the secret lair
of those mysterious
mutant turtles.
Who cares?
What? Where?
In an abandoned section
of the sewer
beneath the intersection of
center street and 3rd Avenue.
I found the turtles!
Who needs
John and Marsha?
Thank you
for your help,
but now
you must go.
It is dangerous
for you to remain here.
I just hope shredder
was watching.
I wouldn't have missed it
for the world.
Shredder!
Splinter, you have been
a Thorn in my side too long.
It is time
to remove you.
ALL: Whoa!
[GARGLING]
Your trap will
not work, turtles.
You have forgotten
one thing--
I hold the sword!
Dude, when he cuts out,
he really cuts out!
Please.
No pictures.
Aah!
Ha ha ha.
Unh!
[SCREAM]
Get me down
from here!
Huh?
Nighty-night,
wimp.
Let's see you
try that on me!
Hey!
Ow!
Now it's your turn,
old one.
Are you afraid to face
me without the sword?
Only a fool would
throw away his advantage.
They've gone!
Oh! And I had it
all on tape.
Welcome to the back of beyond.
I have defeated you
everywhere, shredder.
I can defeat you
nowhere as well.
Hyah!
And there are still
lessons
the student can learn
from his master.
And a few the master
will never learn.
Aah!
Where is
master splinter?
Trapped in limbo,
in the void
behind reality
where he shall
remain forever
unless you surrender
to me.
Surrender, turtles,
or you will never see
your sensei again.
You have one hour to
decide your master's fate.
Rocksteady, bebop,
wipe your feet,
and follow me.
Do you think you can trust
shredder to set splinter free?
That creep has never
kept his word yet.
I've got a plan.
But we've got
to get shredder
to meet us at
the old auto junkyard.
How? By sending him an
engraved invitation?
I know. We'll use
channel 6's transmitter
to get the message
through.
BEBOP: What's in this
limbo place, boss?
Can't you see?
There's nothing.
A void. Emptiness.
Like the inside
of your skulls.
Shredder!
Let us finish
our duel.
Perhaps
in another lifetime.
Unh!
Too late,
ancient one.
I must be patient.
My time will come.
April!
What happened?
You look like you were
in a sewer fight.
Why, whatever makes
you say that?
When she comes in
reeking of the sewers,
I smell a news story.
I knew it!
She's onto a big story.
She's not going to
beat me out of this one.
[ENGINE STARTS]
All set, fellas.
Ok, guys.
It's show time.
April, what kind of news story
could you find in a junkyard?
Vernon! What are
you doing here?
[SCOFFS] Scooping you
on your own story.
Yes, we can,
my darling.
Oh, John.
John, John.
Oh, Marsha.
Marsha, Marsha.
Oh, no.
Not again.
This is April O'Neill
with a special
news bulletin.
The teenage mutant
ninja turtles have
just announced that
they will surrender
to their archenemy
shredder
at the crash 'em and stash
'em auto salvage yard.
Oh, at last.
Victory is ours.
Better take along
a few foot soldiers
in case
those turtles have
something up
their shells.
To recap,
in case shredder--
uh, in case you might
have tuned in late,
the turtles are
ready to surrender.
[RUMBLING]
What was that?
I guess shredder got
the message.
Yeow!
What?
Hey, I see
something.
Is it the turtles?
No. It's
a '57 studebaker.
Ain't it beautiful?
Hey!
You're exhausting
my patience.
Shredder!
We surrender.
Now, release
master splinter.
What is this,
the old shell game?
I only see 3 of you.
Get the other one,
or you will never see
your sensei again.
With luck, this electromagnet
will pluck that sword
right out
of shredder's hand.
Hit the dirt!
Fools! You're wasting your time.
The sword is made
of alien metal.
Magnets only pick up--
iron--ahh!
We have liftoff!
Don't just
stand there!
Turn off
that blasted magnet!
Right, boss.
Yiii!
Let go
of our boss!
Yeah. Put
him down.
Whoa!
Ow! Ow! Ow!
MICHELANGELO: Foots
up, hand soldiers!
How's that again?
Uh...You know
what I mean.
Hey, stop! You're going
to break something.
ALL: Whoa!
DONATELLO:
I warned you guys.
Way to go,
Donatello.
You sure trashed
shredder's plans.
Come on.
Let's get
that ninja sword.
What the heck
is that?
Wow! An alien
spaceship.
This planet
is a dump.
These earthlings
sure know how
to foul up
their environment.
But look at this simply
fabulous ninja sword.
If you find any more
of these,
would you set it aside
for us?
We'll be back
on June 3, 2728.
Is that morning
or afternoon?
Hey, wait!
We need that sword
to rescue our sensei.
Tough tortillas!
We can't let
that sword get away!
This ought
to hold it.
My news van!
Oh! My camera!
Donatello, this is
all your fault.
Well, it seemed like a
good idea at the time.
I sense the work
of the turtles here.
I believe
the expression is--
cowabunga!
Aah!
Master!
You're back!
So, what's it like on the
flip side of reality?
It is a void
filled with nothing.
Except my news van
and my camera.
Splinter!
You will not escape me
next time.
Master,
are you all right?
I'm fine,
Donatello.
Limbo is a nice place
to visit,
but I wouldn't want
to live there.
Oh, how am I going
to explain
the missing
news van to burne?
Just tell him
the truth.
The intergalactic antique
collectors grabbed it.
Right. Vernon will
back up your story.
DONATELLO:
That reminds me--
where is Vernon,
anyway?
[MUFFLED] April! Somebody!
Let me out!
Oh, my gosh!
I forgot
all about him!
He's still
in that car trunk!
Come on, now,
the joke's over.
Let me out!
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