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♪♪ [THEME SONG]
♪ 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 ♪
♪ Teenage Mutant
Ninja Turtles ♪
♪ 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 ♪
And that's a fact, Jack.
♪ Raphael is cool,
but rude ♪
Gimme 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 ♪
[MICHELANGELO]
Yeah, dude.
make it four large
smoked herring
and hot fudge pizzas
with double cheese.
Uh, hold on a sec.
Hey, you guys
want anything?
Uh, maybe later,
Michelangelo.
Raah!
Raah!
Hey, dude, we're
right in the middle
of Brain-dead Rutabagas
From Beneath the Sea.
Sorry to interrupt
your program,
but I've got this
interdimensional
tuner working again,
and I want
to try it out.
Oh, no. Not more
alien TV shows.
Yeah. I've seen enough
amoeba soap operas
to last me
a lifetime.
I've gonna tune in
to Dimension X.
We haven't heard from
the Nutrinos in a while.
Or Krang and Shredder,
either.
You'd think they'd at least
drop us a postcard.
The Nutrinos?
Krang and Shredder.
[RAFAEL]
Amazing!
A science fiction movie
I haven't already seen!
[DONATELLO]
Uh, no.
According
to my calculations,
this signal is coming
directly from Zoss,
the capital city
of the Nutrinos.
[MICHELANGELO]
Whoa, those dudes
are really into
urban renewal.
This is Zenter
calling...
under attack.
Please! Help! Tragg!
That was Zenter and Gisla,
the Nutrino leaders,
and they're in trouble.
I heard them
say "Tragg."
If that's
General Tragg--
Then Shredder and Krang
can't be far behind.
General Tragg calling Krang.
What is it, General Tragg?
Have you conquered
the Nutrinos yet?
No.
They've counterattacked.
We're pinned down.
You're
letting those things
pin you down?
Bleah. Uch. Yes.
And what's worse,
they taste terrible.
Tragg, you must capture
the Capitol building,
or the Nutrinos
will never surrender.
But we can't break through
their defensive.
Oh! We've got to do
something, Krang.
Yes, and as usual,
I know what:
portal
to the Nutrino City
and capture
Zenter and Gisla.
Once we have
their leaders
in our grasp,
the Nutrinos
will surrender.
[SHREDDER]
Come on, you two.
Oh, boy. We get to go
to the Nutrino capital.
[GISLA]
It's no use.
General Tragg must be
jamming the broadcast
channel.
This isn't cool,
Zenter.
We've got to get
our daughter Tribble
out of here.
All reet, my sweet,
we'll send her
to our friends the Turtles.
Good. The Turtles
are cool cats.
I'll send along
a note.
They'll take good
care of Tribble.
May the Turtles
be with you,
little one.
Shredder!
Well, well.
The former leaders
of the Nutrinos.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Seize them!
Boy, I don't get
this address:
"Avenue H, Sewer Grate 3"?
Is there a Michelangelo
here?
I got your pizza!
Hey, delivery dude,
where'd you go?
Whoa.
Now, this is weird.
I've heard of
chicken in a bucket,
but pizza in a basket?
Hmm, guess you can't
fight progress.
Here's the pizza, dudes.
Dig in.
[TRIBBLE]
Ha ha ha ha!
Giggling pizza?
I know
you got strange tastes
in pizza, Michelangelo,
but this one
takes the pie.
Be careful. It might be
a Shredder *** trap.
[CHATTERING]
More like a baby trap.
It's a Nutrino baby.
She must have
come through a portal.
Here's a note.
"Dear Ninja Turtles,
"please keep an eye
on our Tribble.
We'll dig you later,
Gisla and Zenter."
This diaper dudette
must be their offspring.
They wouldn't
have sent her
unless there was
real trouble.
Well, there's real trouble
right here in Sewer City.
Tribble has disappeared.
Oh, great. Two minutes
on the job,
and we're blowing it.
You know, I remember
there's something weird
about Nutrino babies.
Now, what was it?
Here, Tribble,
Tribble, Tribble!
[GIGGLING]
Come on, Tribble.
Whoa!
Now I remember.
They're born with
telekinetic powers.
They can move objects
just by thinking
about them.
I think I figured
that out.
But they lose their powers
as they grow older.
Well, at this rate,
we won't
last that long.
How come I'm stuck
with diaper duty?
Hey,
stop complaining.
I'm taking care
of the other end.
One large strained
carrot pizza coming up.
Whoa!
Well, it could stand
a skosh more mozzarella.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
You know, Shredder
we can handle,
but for Tribble,
we need help.
April!
April!
[LAUGHING, SNORTING]
Thank you for giving me
rule over your Nutrinos,
Zenter!
The Nutrinos
will never accept you
as their big cheese,
Krang.
Try not to be an idiot.
Once you two are gone,
there's no one
left to take over
the Nutrino throne
but little old itty me.
Wrong-oroony, Krang.
We have a daughter.
What?
Why wasn't I told?
The Nutrinos
will never surrender
as long as their
daughter is free.
We sent our hip chick
to Earth--ha ha!
[SINGSONG VOICE]
And you'll never find her!
[MOCK SINGSONG VOICE]
You-ou're wrong, Nutrinos!
With this spectral analyzer,
I can find a Nutrino
anywhere,
even [BELCH] on Earth.
Rocksteady, Bebop, and I
will bring the brat back
to you, Krang,
but in return, I want
first crack at the Nutrinos.
Of course, Shredder.
I'm sure
they would benefit
from your gentle hand.
[SHREDDER, KRANG LAUGH]
[RINGING]
Ooh-ooh, telephone!
I'll get it.
It's probably for me.
Oh, shut up, you idiots.
It's the analyzer.
It has detected a Nutrino,
and coming this way.
Shredder.
Hand over the brat,
Donatello.
Are you starting
a day care center,
Shredder?
She is the heir
to the Nutrino throne,
and Krang wants to rule.
No way we'll
hand her over, dude.
There's four of us
and three of you.
You were saying?
Donatello, get Tribble
out of here.
After him!
Get that baby!
Right, boss.
Don't hang around
on my account, dude.
Oh, no, you don't.
Oh, yes, we do.
Give back that baby,
you creep.
Come back with that baby!
They got Tribble.
And there's nothing
you can do about it.
[IN UNISON]
Go, green machine!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
So long, shell-back!
Come on, you--Whoa!
Ahh! We can't get past!
It's too hot.
Uhhn! There.
Come on, guys.
The portal is just ahead.
[CHATTERING]
Whoa!
[TRIBBLE GIGGLES]
Oh, no.
The spectral analyzer.
Ow! Whoops.
I dropped the kid.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Gotcha.
Hey butterfingers,
be careful.
Whoa!
Whoa!
I don't know why they want
this Nutrino baby,
but I know they'll be back.
What a cute
little baby.
[GURGLING]
Oh, by the way, April,
when Tribble makes
that goo-goo sound,
she's hungry.
Yeah, but an urgle-gurgle
means "Let's party!"
[APRIL, YAWNING]
Oh, Tribble,
don't you ever sleep?
[CHATTERING]
I don't know what they do
on Dimension X
in the middle of the night.
Oh, but on Earth,
we sleep.
At least
some people do.
Oh, are you sure
you didn't come with
an instruction book?
Uh-uh.
Hee hee!
[KRANG]
You clumsy, incompetent
nincompoops!
You had the Nutrino brat
right in [BELCH] your hands.
That infant
had power, Krang!
Of course, you idiot.
All Nutrinos have
that power as babies.
You knew, and you
didn't tell us?
I didn't want to worry you.
Now use
the spectral analyzer
to find the brat
and bring her here at once!
Uh, about the analyzer.
Don't tell me.
The Turtles got that, too?
No. But it seems to have
lost its pinpoint capacity.
Outwitted by four Turtles
and a baby.
Unbelievable.
Find that little
crumb grabber!
Uh, how are we gonna
do that, Krang? Um...
I don't care. Just do it!
How are we
gonna find the kid?
Simple. We go
where babies hang out.
Oh. Like baby discos?
No, no, you morons!
Babies need things
like bottles
and diapers.
We'll just check out
every baby store
in town.
Boy, this is some list
April gave us.
Diaper pins,
baby powder, formula.
[SCREAMING]
What's going on?
Aah!
Aah!
No Tribble here, boss.
Ohh...
Ugly child.
My condolences,
madam.
You should talk!
Ow!
[RAPHAEL]
Well,
if it isn't the three
baby nappers!
The Turtles!
Where's
the Nutrino baby?
You really think
we're that stupid?
No, no, no.
Never leave yourself open
like that, Leonardo.
And you're gonna
flip over this one!
Aah!
We got to stop
going around together,
bacon breath!
Aah! Hey!
Here.
This is about your speed.
Whoa!
I'm stuck.
[GRUNTING]
Now you kiddies
play nice.
We can't
lose those Turtles.
They'll lead us
to that brat.
Right, boss.
I know you're only
playing, Tribble,
but this isn't funny!
[GIGGLING]
[RING]
I hope
it's the Turtles.
They can take you
for a while.
Hello.
April,
Vernon called in sick.
You've got to come in
and do his broadcast.
But, Chief--
I know
it's your day off,
but Channel 6 needs you!
Okay. I'm on my way.
Oh, thank goodness
you're asleep.
I just hope she'll sleep
until I finish
the broadcast.
[HONK]
Where is April?
We've got 10 seconds
to air time!
Actually,
we've got 9, 8, 7--
Here. Watch this for me, Irma.
4, 3, 2--
Good afternoon.
This is April O'Neil
with the headlines
of the hour.
Ohh, show business.
I love it.
[CHATTERING]
Today, the mayor gave a--
WAKE UP!--call to all citizens.
Irma!
What?
And right here at Channel 6,
we're having a Beautiful--
BABY!--contest
in the lobby this afternoon.
A baby?
April, are you keeping
secrets from me?
Come to Auntie Irma!
Whoa, dudes,
it's April.
She's
at the studio.
So who's
minding Tribble?
Whoa!
Who is this baby
anyway?
There was big--
TRIBBLE!--
uh, trouble
at the DeLemon Auto
Assembly Line today
when workers walked off.
Whoa!
And now, with the news from
the other side of the world,
Whoa, that's pretty
bodacious camera work
for a news broadcast.
That's
not camera work.
April has got
Tribble trouble.
I'm April O'Neil,
and this has been
a different look at the news.
We're clear!
[TRIBBLE GIGGLES]
Oh!
Tribble, where are you?
You're causing
too much trouble!
Tribble!
Oh, no.
Oh, no, the baby's
headed for the window!
I got her!
[APRIL]
Look out, Irma.
The baby oil!
Aah!
No. Tribble, Tribble, stop!
[CHATTERING]
Come back, Tribble,
please!
No, Tribble! Don't!
Tribble, don't move.
Careful, April.
We're 13 floors up.
Scope it out, dudes.
That's Tribble up there!
And April.
[CHATTERING]
No, Tribble. No!
Tribble's
falling!
Tribble!
Come on, amigos!
We've got to save
that micro-dudette!
Oh? Can we fly?
No, but we can surf.
Cowabunga!
Grab a wave, Raphael!
Right. Cowabunga!
Ha ha! I'll catch you,
Tribble.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Hey. How'd you do that?
Whoa!
Tribble's not falling.
But Raphael is!
Yaah! Oof!
Oh, thanks for breaking
my fall, guys.
Oh, no problemo,
dude.
Uh, yeah.
Drop in any time.
[CHATTERING]
Nice rescue, guys.
Now we've lost them,
you idiots.
Uh, but, boss,
you're the one
who dropped that
analyzer thing.
Shut up.
Hey, boss, it's that
Nutrino brat.
We at Channel 6
want all of our viewers
to know how sorry we are
that this unfortunate
incident happened
here in our studios.
[RAZZBERRY]
And we want
to remind you all
to bring your babies down
for Channel 6's
Pretty Baby Photo
contest today.
Aw.
Ain't that sweet?
Come on, you dimwits.
That Nutrino brat
is ours.
[KRANG]
Bring Zenter and Gisla here!
I want them to witness
the capture of their brat
personally. Ha ha ha ha!
Ooh, you are so clever,
my cool daddy-o.
No. Those foot soldiers
are so lame!
Ha ha ha!
Now let's split the scene.
[KRANG]
They've escaped?
Oh, no.
[BABIES CRYING]
[CHATTERING, GIGGLING]
Oh, you're the cutest,
hands down.
Now be a good baby
and don't
mess your didies.
[LAUGHING, SNORTING]
Oh, shut up
and fix your make-up.
Uh, there.
I don't think
this is my shade, though.
Get that Nutrino baby,
you idiots.
Right, boss.
Come on, Mommy.
Push me.
Ah, shut up.
[HIGH VOICE]
Let us through.
I've got the winning
little fella right here.
My, what a--
an interesting child.
Cute little rascal,
ain't he?
Cootchie-cootchie-goo!
Ow!
Oh, you asked for it,
Rocksteady.
Ow! That does it,
you big oinker!
I wonder how the baby
contest is going.
I don't know, but there's
a family with problems.
It's Bebop
and Rocksteady!
Grab the Nutrino!
Turtles!
Personally,
I like 'em fried.
Whoa!
Ya-hah!
Hey!
Yah!
I've never hit a mutant
in a dress before.
Ha ha! It might be fun.
No fair! I ain't wearing
the right outfit.
You're right.
It clashes
with your eyes.
Uh, you really think so?
Those thugs
are after Tribble.
Come on, Irma. Let's
get her out of here.
I'm with you.
Oh!
Say bye-bye, baby!
Ha ha ha ha!
Oh, no!
Get me down!
Ha ha! I'm sure glad
you're on our side, Tribble.
Rocksteady,
get that brat!
Give me that baby!
Why? You need a playmate?
Get the brat!
Hey, give me a break,
boss.
I'm chasing them
all around the world.
Hang on, Tribble.
We're gonna
reduce the population
of this world by one.
Whoa! Aah!
Ooh!
Bebop, wait for me!
Yow! Ohh!
Greetings, cats.
What's the haps?
Zenter, are we glad
to see you.
Where's my Tribble?
Right here, Gisla.
Mama. Mama. Hee hee!
Oh, Mama.
Oh, was she a good girl?
Oh, the dudette was fabuloso.
Ha ha ha! See, honey?
I told you she wouldn't
be any trouble.
[LAUGHTER]
Right.
No trouble at all.
What about General Tragg's
attack on your city?
Hey, not to worry, Daddy-o.
As soon as our cool cats
and hip chicks
heard we were free,
they sent Tragg and those
rock soldiers movin' on.
[CHATTERING]
So long, Tribble.
Come back soon.
[MICHELANGELO]
Yo, dudes.
Keep in touch!
[APRIL]
Bye, Tribble!
Gee, I kind of miss Tribble.
Me, too. It's so quiet
around here.
Yeah. It's funny
how you get attached
to those little tykes.
Hey, cheer up, dudes.
Here's something to remember
the little dudette by.
What is it?
A giant pablum pizza
with strained spinach
topping.
Dive in.
Oh, come on!
Dive out!
Yecch!
Closed-Captioned By
J.R. Media Services, Inc.
Burbank, CA