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- ♪ 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

[animals chittering]

[sly music]

♪

- What? Eee!

- Not good.

Draxum's back to kidnapping humans and animals.

- Ooozesquito.

If Draxum uses his bug to mutate the rhino

and warthog, we'll be outmatched.

both: No. - Huh.

What? Mystic metal?

That is a first.

[together] No, Whoa. What the...

- He just swatted away an oozesquito.

- Allow me to distract him with my

multidimensional reflective orb neutralizer.

- Uh, it's a disco ball.

- He's just trying to throw us off,

but we ain't getting thrown.

Stop right there, sheep creep.

- Well, if it isn't my loser creations.

- We are sick of your whole mutating humans dealio.

We are kicking you out of...

New York.

We--we did it.

- Oh, well, clearly the sight of my disco ball

scared him off.

You are welcome, and you are welcome,

and you are also welcome.

- What is that psycho up to?

- Well, the metal he grabbed was mystic, so maybe he--

- If we find more glowy metal,

that's where we'll find Draxum.

- Yes. - all: Yeah.

- Assuming he doesn't scurry off again

when he sees my terrifying discotheque.

[dramatic music]

- ♪ Life for me is perfect

♪ Eat whatever I want

♪ Dance around in my robe

♪ Time to lose the robe

- [laughs] Check you out, Splints.

- April! Ohh!

Ahh, my back!

- Ooh, you okay?

- ♪ Yee-ouch there goes my back ♪

♪ Just a conga mishap

♪ This should fix it right up

[grunts]

Ohh.

- [laughs] - [groans]

- [laughs]

- [gasps]

- [growls]

- Ugh!

That is a curious symbol.

- The logo for the shoe store I work at, the Foot Shack?

- The Foot Shack?

Hmm, perhaps I should drop by.

I do love kickies.

- You mean kicks? Shoes?

- Kids these days, they call them kickies.

I will come down today.

My, uh, pump sandals have, uh,

lost their pump.

[smacking lips]

- No way.

You are not bugging me at my new job looking like

this whole situation.

Nuh-uh, bad idea.

- [scoffs]

I will show her a bad idea.

I will blend right in at April's store.

I look good.

Clothes of a teen, body of a Greek god.

[grunting]

[gasping]

A Greek god who should have done more

than just one pull-up a year.

- If we could find more glowy metal,

we could use it to trap Draxum.

- I might be able to make us all goggles

if I can divide the Hidden City mystic crystal in my lab.

- If not, I've got a science-y idea of my own.

Just don't let Pop see the crystal.

- Oh, man, he'd kill us if he knew we found a mystic Hidden--

[together] Father? Pops?

- Ahh!

Boys.

- Uh, what are you doing there?

- Well, uh, what are you doing there?

- Uh, nothing.

Just having a typical, normal mystic-free day.

What? I said mystic-free. - [groans]

- Ah, me too, totes normal, and definitely not

investigating anything un-normal.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

both: Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

- Mm-hmm.

both: Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yes. -Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

- Hey, that looks like my shirt.

- Got to go. Ahh!

[grunting]

Augh! Ugh.

[grunting]

♪ Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum

Augh!

♪ Bum-bum-bum-bum-bum

- I can't believe we fooled him.

- I cannot believe I fooled them.

[upbeat music]

- We'll cover tons of ground

looking for glowy metal this way.

And once we find some, we'll use it as bait to catch Draxum

and kick him out of New York for good.

- This was a great idea, Raph.

Donnie's not the only genius in the family.

Anything out of the ordinary yet, D?

- Yes, your gross misuse of the word "genius."

Whoa. Ack. Ack.

I swallowed a bug.

Ugh, I ate it.

[dramatic music]

- [squawks]

- Ah! Ah, bird!

Bird, gia--giant--get off!

- Was he saying turn left or right?

Couldn't really... - [squawks]

- [gasps]

- Something got Donnie!

Not part of my plan!

- Ahh!

[tires squealing]

- Augh!

New York, what a town.

Ohh.

[mystical music]

[light electronic music]

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[grunting]

Hi, how may I... ugh.

[dramatic music]

- Eee-oh.

No way.

Splints, you can't be in here.

- Uh, you must have me confused with someone else.

My name is Randall.

I am an average teenage boy.

[grunts]

- What?

Oh, man. you are totally gonna get me fired.

You don't look anything like a teenager.

- Hey, average teenager,

what kind of kickies you getting?

- I will take a size six.

Now, do not be alarmed,

but I suspect your store is being run

by the most evil forces to ever walk the Earth.

- You cannot be for real.

[upbeat electronic music]

- Foot face.

- Yeah, don't mention that.

My bosses are super-sensitive.

♪

- I must see what is in that vault.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

The only place you're going with that crazy theory

is out of here.

- [grunts] - [gasps] No.

- [grunting]

- Ugh.

- Ohh, a skylight.

It might overlook the secret room.

- Hey. - [grunts]

- Now you're climbing?

- [shouting]

- [grunts] - Splinter!

- It's Randall. Augh! - [gasps]

- Ahh! Oof!

- [gasps]

[bell dings]

- [exhales]

Make sure he's okay, and then carry him back up.

No one will see anything, and you can keep your job.

Okay, maybe just a team meeting I forgot about.

Ugh!

- Shh, April, please,

you do not know the great evil these men are capable of.

[tense music]

- Behold, warriors of the Foot Clan...

- [groaning]

- Our new spring line.

Aren't they beautiful?

- [gasping]

Wait a minute. Pump sandals?

That is a real thing?

The Foot Clan have turned into shoe salesmen.

- I told you.

- Which we will use in today's acquisition.

- Acquisition of what, high-heeled flip-flops?

[laughs]

[dramatic music]

[laughing]

Ehh?

No. Augh!

[groans]

No. I am too old and far too weak.

- For what?

- The evil that is about to be unleashed.

- Wait, you mean the pump sandals?

- No, a demon banished 500 years ago.

That picture is a piece of the Krystal Yistal.

Oh, no, no, no, no, the Kaitlin Yaitlin?

No, the Kuroi Yoroi,

a mystic armor that swallowed the soul

of the madman who wore it.

[dramatic music]

♪

When he was finally defeated,

the armor was scattered around the globe

but for centuries my ancestors made sure

none of pieces fell into the hands of the Foot Clan.

- Those guys?

I work at an evil shoe store?

- I did not believe the legend either, so I,

unlike my ancestors, was a bit more...

chillaxed about my destiny.

Instead of protecting humanity, yada-yada,

I chose fame and fortune.

I dated starlets.

Now I remember who Krystal Yistal was.

I raced cars, and--and I had a good time,

a really, really, really, really, very really good time.

Did I mention I had a good time?

- Yep, got that part.

- And while I danced through life,

the dreaded Foot were regrouping.

Once they collect the armor, their master will be freed,

and there will be nothing that can save us.

- Mind blown.

Total game-changer.

No way we can let them do this.

- To the train station to seize the artifact.

[together] Foot, Foot, Foot, Foot, Foot, Foot.

- Not if my wrinkled old body has anything to say about it.

♪ Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum

♪ Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum

- Uh-- - Do not be afraid.

I will protect you.

[grunts]

Ahh! Ugh!

Hee-yah! Augh!

Ugh!

- Just like you planned, right, Rodel?

- Randall.

- [groans]

- You will never walk the Earth again...

Shredder.

♪

It is too dangerous.

I must do this alone.

- Fine. We'll go in alone together.

- No, I am going deep undercover

to make sure they never take even one shred

of the evil armor.

Please give my love to my sons.

- "Hey, guys.

"Your pops loves you.

Do not reply all."

[phone buzzes]

- Hey, a text.

Ohh, Dad loves us.

- Focus.

We've got to get Donnie and the crystal back

so we can find Draxum.

- Thanks for the news flash.

All right, let's get this bird out of the air.

Start pulling feathers.

[all grunting]

- It's working.

Now's a good time to tell Dad we love him back.

[cell phone chiming]

- Eh?

Employee O'Neil, back in the store.

- Ugh.

- Rookie recruit Randall here, boss.

Big fan of world domination.

- Get in.

[tires squealing]

- April O'Neil.

all: Ahh!

- Ugh! We did it.

We beat that thing.

- Too bad that wasn't the mission.

- Oh, right, mystic metal.

You know, when we were plummeting,

I saw some a few blocks away.

- Yes! To the tank.

Donnie, back on top.

- Who wants to take my place?

Free bugs to eat. Whoa!

[train rumbling]

- Spread out.

Alert me when you find it.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Oh.

Ohh.

The piece.

[loud rattling]

You should not have followed me.

- I wasn't gonna let you do it alone.

Oof!

- Since you will not go away,

distract the Foot for me so I can snag the armor piece.

- [grunting]

Hey! Fellow evil ninjas,

I saw a metal armor thingy back here.

- [grunts]

- What are we... - [grunts]

- What--what are we supposed to...

- [grunting]

- What are we supposed to be looking at?

[groans]

- [grunts]

- Hey, what is in your hands?

- Yo, no need to be buggin', boss.

- Yeah, that's the armor thing over there.

- [laughs]

One piece they will never find.

Not even lunch, and I already saved the world.

[upbeat music]

[horn honks]

[glass shattering]

[together] Ahh!

- What?

- And he sticks the landing.

- [gasps] My sons.

- Mystic metal.

- Just as I planned.

Wait, what are the flame-heads doing here?

- Excellent. Randall has the artifact.

- Hand it over, bozos.

We've got a bigger fish to catch with that.

- Bigger than us?

That hurts.

Attack!

[dramatic music]

[all shouting]

- Let the boys distract them. You and I can jet.

- You can jet.

Take the piece and get out of here.

I must remain to ensure the Foot Clan

never rebuilds the armor.

Do not try to talk me out of it.

[grunts]

- Okay.

[brakes squealing]

[door chiming]

- Ooh, I wish I could fight with the fam.

But Splints is right.

Those creeps can't get the armor piece.

[electricity crackling]

[grunting]

No!

- Yes.

[dramatic music]

all: Cowabunga!

- [sighs]

We must stop finding recruits in ninja chat rooms.

- You, Randall...

- Ahh-ahh!

- Show us you are worthy, or you are out of the Foot Clan.

- Uh, yeah, about that.

I'm a little out of shape-- I mean, for a teen.

- Do it now!

- Oh, adorable.

What is it, bring your ninja son to ninja work day?

- Surprisingly, yes, but if you back down now,

we will let you go in peace.

- Or what, you'll hug us with those cute little arms?

Ooh, so cute. [laughter]

- You should just go.

I am sure your father-- whoever he may be--

would like you to come home in one piece.

- A little runt the exact same size as Pops

is telling us to run home to Daddy.

This guy cracks me up.

[laughter]

- Okay, looks like I have to teach you a lesson.

- Ohh, wow.

Ahh!

[both grunting]

- Ugh!

- Never underestimate your opponent,

even if he does have a bad back.

- Underestimate this!

- Never rush in. Red...guy.

- Sayonara, cutie pie.

- That should have been spin, duck, thrust.

[both grunting]

Stop hitting yourself.

[grunts]

- Sohcahtoa!

What? Augh!

- Who's your daddy?

- Ugh! Mm! Augh!

- Do not rely on your tech, Funny One.

Whoa...whoa!

Ugh. - Come on.

[grunting]

Ahh!

- [grunting]

[all grunting]

- Go, Randall. Go, Randall.

Hee-yah!

[together] Ahh!

Oof! Oh!

Augh!

- Thus ended the lesson.

[laughs]

Ugh.

- Randall.

Hand me the artifact.

- Oh, wait.

Where did I... you know,

I think I dropped it.

My bad. - Look for it.

- Augh!

[groans]

[dramatic music]

♪

[together] Ahh!

♪

[all groaning]

- [coughing]

[door chiming]

[dramatic music]

♪

Draxum.

I am as shocked as I am repulsed.

- Are you mad?

That little stunt could have killed us.

Baron Draxum?

It's like a bad guy convention.

- Once again my plan worked.

- They all know each other?

- For boys that claim they don't like me,

you sure are clingy.

- Wait a minute.

You're working for these jerks?

- Correction: we are working together,

except for this one... stealing our property.

- Oof!

- April.

- [grunting]

- Unvine the traitor

so I can show her how we treat people who betray the Foot.

- I really like this Randall kid.

[mystical music]

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

- [shouts]

Ohh, Nelly!

[gasping] Okay, give me a quick ten.

I'll be right with you.

♪ Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum

♪ Bum-bum-bum-bum

Ugh! [all gasp]

- Father? - It's Pops.

- Wait. - No, do not reveal--augh!

- Dad? - Father?

- [laughs] You call this gutter trash father,

as if this could be the great Lou Jitsu.

- I have been living large long enough.

I shall no longer deny my destiny.

Hot Soup!

- Hot Soup?

- Hot Soup!

- And that same fire.

I see it now.

You are Lou Jitsu.

[together] No. No way.

- Randall's Lou Jitsu?

- I love Jitsu for Justice.

- Punch Chowder changed my life.

- [grunting]

Psst, guys, over here.

[together] Whoa. What?

- April's a villain?

- Yes. I mean, no.

I'm undercover with your dad.

- That makes more sense.

- Let's trounce these bozos. - Whoo-hoo!

- Yeah! - Yes!

- Get them.

- [grunts]

- Horticulture!

- Hyah! - Argh!

Power smash jitsu!

- Ohh.

- Hyah!

- Ahh!

[dramatic music]

♪

- Uh-oh. - We have to grab them.

- There's too many of them. We've got to go.

- They must not get the armor.

- Last time you get away that easy, Lou Jitsu.

- Thank you, my sons, and might I add...

[all grunting]

You are all grounded!

[together] What?

- For not telling me you knew Draxum.

- Come on. What about all your secrets?

Augh!

- No, I will not ground me for my secrets.

But I will tell you everything.

My sons, our destiny begins tomorrow.

And we are way behind.

Now, someone carry me.

I can hear my bones rattling.

[groaning]

[foreboding music]

♪

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