Original subtitles

- ♪ Rise of the ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Rise of the ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Heroes in the half-shell Turtle power ♪

♪ Rising up against evil paint the city green ♪

♪ Raph is ready for a fight Leo's making a scene ♪

♪ Mikey's got mad skills Donnie rocks machines ♪

♪ With each other they discover ♪

♪ Their destiny and rise ♪

♪ Cowabunga ♪

♪ Rise of the ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Heroes in the half-shell Turtle power ♪

♪ Rise ♪

- Brethren, before you is my masterpiece,

the culmination of my myriad skills

united in one glorious enterprise!

Gentlemen, behold the--

- Ooh, is it the drill?

Is it that drill you made

when we were fighting those silverfish?

- uh, no, no, no, that-- that's still in beta.

- Lame!

- But this is better, much, much better.

I give you the--

- Is it an even cooler, even bigger drill?

- No, not a drill!

This is the big surprise.

[musical flourish]

Ta-stinkin'-da!

- Yay! A sewer tube full of nothing!

- Huh? - I'm so proud of you.

- What? Where did it go?

I built us an amazing vehicle out of the moon buggy.

Who stole our Turtle Tank?

[rock music]

♪ ♪

- [grunting]

♪ ♪

[tiger roars]

Hot soup!

[laughs]

- Hey, this is a real problem, Donnie.

Not only did they steal your tank thing...

- Now you can finish the drill.

- But they also must know where our lair is.

It must be somebody who's penetrated our inner circle.

- Maybe even someone we've known for years.

All right, you! Where's our Turtle Tank?

- Hi, Donnie.

You have nine seconds to tell me

why you just broke my door.

- Someone stole Donnie's Turtle Tank.

- [laughing] Oh, I see.

So as your best friend, you naturally suspect me.

- She gets it.

- Ho-ho, don't give me that.

You're the only one who could've taken it!

- Three, two, one.

- Oh! - Why?

[all grunt]

- [cracks neck]

Okay, good news, our inner circle is secure.

- Sorry, April!

Movie night later?

- Your treat.

Mwah!

- All right, fellas, who's our next suspect?

- It's gotta be someone who knows we exist.

- [gasps] Splinter!

Must be from April's bat.

- It's gotta be another mutant.

And I know where we can find a mutant:

the mutant pizza place!

[all grunt]

- Stand back.

Raph's got this.

Okay, Leo, do your thing.

- Ah, the ol' "smooth urban cop

digging for info in a restaurant" routine.

Watch and learn, babies.

Say, Bone Man, yo,

you seem like you have your ear hole to the ground.

What do you know about a certain missing Turtle Tank?

- A Teddy Bear Town coupon?

Well, I have no need for a Mayor Cuddlecakes.

Bye-bye. - [grumbles]

Hey there, Green Eye, know anything about a...

- [roars] - Okay.

Hey, wittle cutie, bet you know--

- [hisses]

- Oh, come on!

- Enough with your stupid routine, Leo.

I'm finding out which one of you wise guys took our tank,

or I'm smashing everything in this dump!

- What? - [grunts]

[grunting]

- Eh, pepino, your bad-cop routine

leaves something to be desired.

- Oh, no, no, no, no. [chuckles]

We're not the police.

- You are not the police, you say?

[all scream]

- Aw, man, why can't anyone

throw us into a nice soft pile of trash?

- Ugh! Hey, Donnie, why didn't you

just put a tracking device in the Turtle Tank?

You put a tracking device in salami paper.

- Oh, I was getting to that.

But then he realized

he did install the shopping cart protocol!

[laughs]

[beeping]

- Hey!

- [laughs] [alarm blaring]

Oh!

[tires screech]

Whew. What the-- What happened?

- Shopping cart protocol activated.

- What's that?

- I am programmed to stop

if I go beyond a set perimeter.

- [grunts]

Hmm.

[siren wailing, dog barking]

[grunting]

Useless.

Maybe I will call April.

She is no snitch.

- Need a hand, matey?

[suspenseful music]

- Gah! You are a freak of nature!

- Ha! Bit of a potbelly

calling the kettle black there, methinkies.

- Touché.

Say, could you give me a ride uptown?

I will leave this here and hope it all works itself out.

- Well, I could do that.

But what say we eat first?

A drizzle of lemon over thinly sliced silverfish sashimi.

- Oh, fancy!

I've only eaten silverfish off the bottom of my slipper.

[grunts]

- And I'll throw in a killer dessert.

- Okay, we should find the tank if we just track the perimeter

of the shopping cart protocol's limit.

- Whoa, are we gonna need a protractor?

- No. - An abacus?

- Literally never. - A bag full of sausages?

- Man, I don't understand how your mind works.

Hey, look, there the tank is.

- Whoa!

Donnie, nice work!

- [chuckles] she's big and beautiful!

- We are gonna get a lot of parking tickets in that thing.

Uh, hey, guys? - [humming]

- What's Dad doing down there?

- Oh, I should've known he took it.

You just can't trust adults these days.

You leave the keys to your brainchild lying around,

and next thing you know--

- Meat Sweats?

Oh, that's bad news.

Hey, we gotta move,

or Dad'll be toast or spread on toast.

Let's go! [all grunting]

- [humming]

- [chomping]

- This clarified butter shampoo will make you feel scrumptious.

[animal whines]

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I have a great idea for a chain of restaurants:

you're inside a giant wedge of cheese

and you have to eat your way out.

I call it T.G.I. Parmesan.

My sons think it's stupid.

- Sons? What must they be? Chatty opossums?

- No, no, no, turtles.

- Turtles?

Red, blue, orange, purple?

- Oh, you know their names.

- Yes, and they're right outside,

and they're looking delicious.

- Ptoo! What? We gotta bone out!

They cannot find out I took the tank.

Hyah!

- What are you doing, you dotty ol' sod?

- You steer. I will pedal.

[engine turning over]

[tires squealing]

- They're getting away!

- Turtle Tank time!

[horns honking]

- Slow! Fast! Brake, brake, brake!

- Whoa.

- Now that autopilot is engaged,

allow me to show you around my state-of-the-art Turtle Tank.

Over there is navigation.

Down here is a--wait for it-- bowling ball launcher.

Strike! And there is the--

- Soft serve ice cream machine?

Tell me there's a sprinkles cannon.

- Ooh, good one. Rainbow and chocolate.

[crash]

[tires squealing]

- Donnie, watch the road!

- I wouldn't need to if you would just take your seat.

- Huh? - It's the giant red one

with your name and your exact lumbar settings.

- That's beautiful.

- Captain, the con is yours.

[tires squealing]

- You took the tank from your son?

Well, I've done some awful things in my life,

but, you, you're an animal.

- I am not taking the fall for this.

- But what could he do to you?

- Purple is a monster!

He will fry my TV so all I get is educational shows.

- I know you're in there!

Dad, I can see your tail!

Oh, Papa, if you surrender now,

there shan't be any consequences.

- That is a lie!

I taught him that one.

- You're with a very dangerous mutant, Pop!

Meat Sweats just wants to eat you!

- Hmm. Your name is Meat Sweats?

- Well, actually, it's Rupert.

- Oh, I would stay with Meat Sweats.

[tires squealing] [vehicles banging]

- We gotta stop that truck!

[engines revving] [tires squealing]

- I'll blast it with the boom cannons!

[beeping]

- Donnie, Dad's in that thing!

- Can I at least go semilethal?

[all groan]

You never let me shine!

Harpoon hooks it is.

- Okay, Sweaty Spaghetti, give us our dad back!

- Yeah, hand over the fugitive.

- Don't snitch me out, bro.

[beeping]

- I don't think so.

You have a reservation in my stomach,

a party of five,

seating now.

- Ooh, is he finally gonna teach us

how to make that pork risotto?

- Since I assume you won't go down without a fight,

allow me to choose my weapon.

[laughs] [snake hisses]

- He's getting the mutant snake's power.

- Hey, watch out!

It's a spitting cobra!

- Hey, watch the paint, bucko!

[tires squealing] [both grunt]

- Donnie, what else you got in this thing?

- Ooh, I've been wanting to try this.

[beeps]

[ball striking pins]

- [chuckles]

[tires squeal]

- [groans, blubbers]

- Omigosh! - Oh!

[both grunting]

- Oh, no. - Oh, no!

[both yelling and grunting]

Mikey, stop 'em!

- Power-whip-jitsu!

- Huh?

[growls]

- Come on, Meat Sweats, are you even trying?

Come on, portal. Come on, portal.

- Come on, Leo! My armpits are getting tired!

- Hmm.

Got it.

- Hmm?

Gah!

- Let's get him!

- So long, dinner.

I'll just get takeaway.

[animals screech and hiss] - Ah!

[tires screeching]

[animals scream and hiss]

[whimpers] Whew.

- I'm done with you, T.G.I. Parmesan.

No meal is worth this!

- Wait! Wait! Don't leave me!

[chuckles]

- You! You reckless, irresponsible--

You are watching

the Science of Chairs Channel for a month, young man!

Followed by the Long Division Channel

and the Memorizing Pi Channel!

Spoiler alert: the 99th digit is 7!

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