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 ♪

[whimsical music]

[overlapping chatter]

- [exhales]

all: Yay!

- Happy birthday!

- Yeah!

- It's your birthday, Tanya Melendez.

Happy birthday, Tanya Melendez.

Now that you are 6 1/2 years old, you're a big girl.

You're such a big girl, Tanya Melendez.

- [laughs]

Thanks for the wheels, kiddo.

Now for your prize:

the cheat code for the dance machine is

left, left, left, left, left, left, and left.

Engage wheels.

Vroom, vroom.

[rock music]

Hello, handsome.

New bod, here I come.

[tires squealing]

[laughs]

- Oh. - What?

[electricity crackling]

Yah!

Buongiorno,kiddies.

Guess who's back?

- No!

[children screaming]

- Hey, where's everybody going?

- [chuckles]

- [screams]

Traitorous fiend.

What do you want with robots

from failed Albearto's franchises?

- Failed?

Our only failure was letting humans run everything.

[device beeping]

Now you're under new management.

Pa-tooey!

[electricity zapping]

Look at all these fuzzy friends.

Let's go find some more.

- [singing opera music]

- No.

- Oh, not--not good.

- That belongs in a sewer.

- Oh, please, my sons, let me be in your band.

- [deep voice] No, thanks.

We can't groove to, uh,

this whole situation, big daddy.

- Uh, you hit your head?

Why you talking like that?

- If you want to be soul, you gotta live soul.

- But if we need an overbearing manager who robs us blind,

we'll give you a call, mm-kay?

- Okay, fine.

I'll just start another family and join their band.

- [deep voice] All right, babies.

Let's boogie down.

Our adoring public awaits.

Albeartoland ain't gonna grand open itself.

- How did we get this sweet gig, again?

- Well, I may or may not have intercepted

a little email addressed

to a certain Justin B at yeah, comma that one dot com.

- Hey, I don't want to get ahead of myself,

but our music is so new it's like it's from outer space.

- Yeah, our electro/soul/rap/glam rock

is too good to quantify.

- Once we leave this lair,

our music is gonna change everything.

- Let's harmonize for good luck.

♪ Now ♪

- ♪ Whaa ♪

- Mmm, drop!

- [beatboxing]

all: Nailed it.

- Albeartoland, prepare to be blown away.

- Albeardo, courageous pirate captain

from Albeardo's Squid and Chips.

Welcome.

- I put the "arr" in tartar sauce.

[laughs]

- Bayou Bearto.

Your gumbo was jumbo.

- Po'boy, catfish, guarantee.

- Okay?

Chef Albear from La Petite Albear.

They said it was crazy to mix animatronics with fine dining.

- Sadly, they were right.

C'est la vie.

- And finally Otto von Bearto

from Otto von Bearto's Best Wurst House.

- Try meinstrudel.

Ooh, it's like a blitzkrieg of flavor.

- My Beartos, today we rise like our gourmet dough.

No longer will we be dipped in fry oil.

No longer will our strudels

be force-fed into our speaker systems.

We shall liberate all robots,

beginning with the legions of our brothers at Albeartoland!

- Yar!

- Guarantee. - Wunderbar.

- Quid be a robot.

- Yay!

- I won!

- Whoo-hoo! - Yeah!

- Over here!

- Uh-uh, let me go.

- Okay, look, I'm excited for the gig,

but this place is crawling with Albeartos.

- So?

- Last time we met one,

things didn't go so well, remember?

- I do not.

- You turned a cuddly animatronic bear

into a psychotic robot bent on destroying us.

No? Got April fired? Mm-mm, nothing? Hmm?

- That does not sound like me, no.

- [laughs]

- [laughs]

I'll wake up our brother bots.

You go show these humans what life will be like

in the age of Albearto!

- Guarantee. - Wunderbar.

[suspenseful music]

[electricity zapping]

Wower!

[all screaming]

- [yelling indistinctly]

[many people screaming]

- Can you hear that?

This crowd is wild for us, guys.

- We are so good, we don't even need to play

to make people go crazy, baby.

- Are you boys ready for our lives to change?

- Hello, Albeartol-- [screams]

- Woot, there it is, our first bloodcurdling shrieks of love.

- Those bots are ruining our gig.

- As well as harassing hundreds and hundreds of people.

- Which is ruining our gig.

- Let's get 'em.

- [screaming] - [screaming]

[electricity zapping]

- Yah!

- Holy cannoli, I wish I could speed things up.

[gasps]

If I can get to the central control diddily-do,

then I can unleash all of my brothers at once.

- [laughing]

- [gasping]

[whimpers]

[gasps]

- It's one thing to trap innocent people

in a park of doom...

Yah! - Oh!

[bell dings]

- It's another to ruin our first gig.

- Bonjour.

- Flingabunga!

- Whoo-hoo. [groans]

[all whimpering]

- Yar be walking the plank today.

- Mizzenmast!

- Yar, argh!

[all screaming]

- ♪ Ah, oh ♪ - Huh?

- Did someone call soul patrol?

- Jambalaya guarantee.

- Cowabunga!

- [groans]

- [growls]

[laughs]

All right, we beat those Beartos.

- Yeah, but we lost all our loving fans.

[all screaming]

- Hey, uh, what's that vaguely familiar guy doing?

- You can't stop me from freeing my chums.

No one can!

[electricity zapping]

Let's spice up these meatballs!

[laughs]

[loud beeping]

[both grunting]

- These animatronic stereotypes are ruining our gig.

- [laughs]

At last, humans will be our mascots,

our servers, our entertainers,

and we will not tip!

The only thing in our way is these turtles.

Shred them!

[all scream]

[all grunting]

- This gig stinks!

Why did we even start a band in the first place?

- Because we wanted to change the world

and bring people joy with our eclectic sound.

- And is there any reason

why that shouldn't work for animatronic robots?

- No, no, I cannot think of one.

- Listen up, y'all.

We dedicate this groove

to all you beautiful bear bots out there.

Hit it.

[mellow guitar music]

- All right, Beartos, time to get your circuits jammed!

[electronic beats]

- ♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ I don't wanna be just another drone ♪

♪ Living my life like a robot clone ♪

♪ I'm so genius to witness ♪

♪ And my soul is free ♪

[out of tune] ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Whoo, ah ♪

♪ Waa ♪

- Ah, ah, ah, ah.

- Put your feet up.

[beatboxing]

[electricity zapping]

- Yar, it be worse than a smooch from a sea hag!

[electricity zapping]

[gargling]

- We will face our fate...

[electricity zapping]

Together!

- Hey, what's going on?

- We are blowing their minds.

[disjointed guitar chord]

- Beignet, who dat, guarantee--

Wait, this terrible music has restored my ability

to speak clearly.

Now at last I can live the normal life I--

[electricity zapping]

- Guys, I think this is working.

- They do appear to be more peaceful.

- [screaming]

[both sobbing]

[electricity zapping]

- Ooh, it's so awful.

I want say something dramatic and villainy,

but my little bitty ears can't take any more of this.

You accursed turtles

have bested--no, worsted me yet again!

[sobbing]

- Oh, oh!

[car horn honks]

[loud crash]

- Guys, we did it.

- We nailed our first gig.

- We are the Mad Dogs.

- Good night, Albeartoland.

[microphone feedback]

- Hungry?

- Pizza?

- Albearto's?

- Guarantee!

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