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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 ♪

Gimme a break!

♪ Michelangelo is a party dude ♪ party!

♪ Teenage mutant ninja turtles ♪

♪ teenage mutant ninja turtles ♪

♪ teenage mutant ninja turtles ♪

♪ heroes in a half shell ♪

♪ turtle power ♪

Captioning made possible by lions gate entertainment

this is April o'Neil, channel 6 news,

here at the science and technology exhibition

in median park,

featuring the latest high-tech wonders--

everything from computerized weather balloons

to solar-powered bicycles.

But the real star of the show

is the army's new top-secret zeppelin auto gyro,

which will make its maiden flight this evening.

General, the armed forces stopped using zeppelins over 50 years ago.

Why bring them back now?

Well, I'm afraid that's classified information, miss o'Neil.

Remember, you heard it here first.

And now, back to our studios.

Now can I finish my story?

After all, Zach and Walt

never heard these turtle adventures.

Neither have we.

And we were there.

Anyway, there I was,

shredder and his foot soldiers moving in.

My brother turtles were no help.

They'd been knocked unconscious.

Wrong. We passed out from boredom.

Bag the story, Donatello.

I want to show the little dudes our scrapbook.

Wow! A teenage mutant ninja turtle scrapbook!

What's in it?

Mementos of our adventures.

Like, here.

A flower?

That's from the female ninja lotus.

She always left a lotus as a calling card.

Oh, and this must be you guys

before you were mutants.

LEONARDO: We were just baby turtles then.

Oh, yeah, cute little nippers, weren't we?

Who's that guy?

LEONARDO: That's master splinter.

Before that rat shredder turned him into a rat.

And these are the most valuable things

in our scrapbook--

this is the only map to our lair.

We used to get lost a lot down here.

Oh, that's right. Blab it to the whole world.

And this is the evidence of shredder's conspiracy.

Conspiracy?

It proves that shredder conspired

to get master splinter

thrown out of the foot clan.

Oh! You mean this could reinstate master splinter

into the foot clan?

Right--and they'd give shredder the boot.

Wow!

I bet shredder would love to get his hands on this.

We must prevent that at all costs.

Eew, yuck!

Ugh, what is this?

Oh, that's the crust

from my very first slice of pizza.

Hey, guys, if you don't mind,

I'd like to finish my story.

Surrounded and outnumbered, I attacked.

The foot soldiers couldn't withstand

the force of my powerful strokes.

Hyah!

Nice going, Donatello.

I'll call you if I'm ever attacked by a lamp.

Uh, uh-oh, it's late.

We gotta go or our parents are gonna worry.

Well, thanks for letting us see your scrapbook.

Uh, yeah. And thanks for letting me come along.

The turtles and I will always remember

your brother's bravery, Walt.

Right.

My brother the hero.

I am certain one day,

you will show your bravery.

Come on, dudes.

I'll guide you back.

Ok, see you later, guys.

[TURTLES ALL TALKING AT ONCE]

Hey, this ain't the park.

How are we gonna swipe stuff from that science fair?

MICHELANGELO: Come on, you guys.

Hold it! Someone's coming.

Now, just take the next sewer tunnel to the left

and you'll be near your pad when you climb out.

Oh, thanks, Michelangelo.

We never would've found our way out without you.

Exactamundo.

That's the way we like it.

So long, little dudes.

ZACH: So long! WALT: Bye!

Wow. Weren't the turtles great, Walt?

I guess.

They sure think you're something.

[GASPS] Walt!

That's the turtles' document pouch!

Well, it fell out of that scrapbook,

so I took it for a souvenir.

The turtles don't need a map to their lair, anyway.

But master splinter can use that evidence

to clear his name with the foot clan.

Oh, you gotta give it back, Walt.

No way.

You get to be an honorary turtle.

You get a turtle com.

I don't get anything--

except this pouch.

Walt! Come back!

Those kids got a map to the turtles' hideout.

Yeah, and some stuff about the foot clan.

Ooh, if we got that,

I bet shredder would give us a raise.

Raise what? He don't pay us now.

SHREDDER: You say they have evidence

concerning splinter and the foot clan

and a map to the turtles' lair?

Right, boss.

Don't let them out of your sight.

I'm on my way to join you.

In the transport module.

Give that back!

It's turtle property!

Huh.

He must have gone home to cry to mommy.

I bet even little brother

could find the turtles' lair with this.

Turtle power!

And I'm taking this back to--

[GASPS] Shredder!

I'll take that pouch, if you don't mind.

I do mind!

Bebop, rocksteady! After him!

Hey, we're on stage.

How do I look?

Who are those freaks?

I'm getting out of here!

Walt, am I glad to see you!

You are?

Yeah. Here, take the pouch!

Uh-uh.

I don't want it anymore.

Walt, you've got to hide it

until we can take it back to the turtles.

What are you gonna do?

Uh, I'll stall those creeps.

Great. Where am I supposed to hide this?

Oh! I'll hide it in that Cannon.

The kid ain't here.

Wow, look at this stuff!

Ha ha. What do thee think?

I think that thou had better find that brat now!

Uh, right, boss.

[CREAK]

What was that?

There you are!

Come any closer and I'll--I'll slice you to ribbons.

Hey! Let go of me!

Search him.

Sorry, boss,

not a sign of the pouch.

Oh, he must have hidden it.

Take him to the technodrome.

Krang has ways of making him talk.

Unh! You creeps won't get away with this.

Ooh, come on, kid.

This play has got one more act.

Yeah, and then it's curtains for you.

Now, to find that map.

So, you have the pouch.

No, I don't have it.

Leave me alone.

Then where'd you put it?

You will tell me.

Help!

This is Zach calling the turtles.

Emergency!

Oh...

Can't those numskulls even handle a boy?

I'll deal with you later.

Not even your friends can save you now.

I've got to get out of here!

The science fair!

I'll hide in the crowd.

Now, take this brat to the technodrome.

I'll get the other one.

You creeps are pretty brave, pushing a kid around.

Hey, pushing kids around is what we do best.

There he goes!

Hey, watch it!

Be careful!

Somebody help me!

Out of my way!

Hey, you! Stop chasing that kid!

Are you gonna stop me?

No.

But I'm sure somebody will.

Now where did he go?

Aha!

You won't get away from me that easily.

I know these sewers,

and you are a mere boy.

I need that pouch, krang.

My reputation as leader of the foot clan

is at stake.

And with that map,

I can seek out and destroy splinter.

I care nothing

about your little foot clan

or your feud with splinter.

I have more important things to do

than extract information from boys.

Oh, do this for me, and I'll--I'll--

yes?

I'll work Saturdays for a month.

Well...

Please?

[CACKLES] I love it when you beg.

All right.

Prepare the thought extractor.

You have one last chance, boy,

so why don't you just draw that map for me?

Why don't you go suck an egg!

Hmm! As you wish.

Prepare him for thought extraction.

Ooh, this will drain his brain.

Shut it off!

Shut it off!

Shut it off!

COMPUTER: Beginning thought extraction

on mutant rhino and warthog.

No data to extract.

Turtle power!

Ohh, which way is the turtles' lair?

I can't remember.

I'm lost!

I want to go home.

No. I made this mess,

and I'm gonna fix it.

You can't hide from me, boy.

Nobody escapes from shredder.

This has not been a red-letter day.

ZACH: Oh, wow!

These have to be the controls

for everything in the technodrome.

Huh, let's see what this does.

And the security guard said

shredder was chasing a teenage boy through the crowd.

Did he say where they went, April?

He said they both ran into the sewers.

MAN: April.

Uh-oh. I'm on the air. I gotta go!

I'm coming!

A teenager?

You don't suppose it could of been

Zach or Walt?

We'd better check it out.

Let's go.

BEBOP: Where'd that little creep go?

Ooh, he's gotta be around here someplace.

Oh, great. [SNORT]

This joint only got 972 rooms.

Zach on p.A.: Ahem. Attention all scuzzbuckets!

Prepare for sudden sinking feeling.

Whoa! Whoa!

Now, let's see where they're headed.

It looks like a laundry.

BEBOP: Mama!

BOTH: Aah!

Oh, no! No!

Anything but the washing machine!

At least no spin drying, please!

Zack on p.A.: We turtles always fight clean!

[COUGHING, GURGLING]

That'll hold 'em for a while.

Hmm. Automatic food dispensers.

I wonder what'd happen if I tied that

into the ventilation system.

All right, where is he?

How can one little brat cause so much trouble [BURP]?

[BOTH SCREAMING]

BOTH: Whoooaa!

"Eyeball missile control."

I wonder what these do?

Like, no sign of anything.

We've got to keep looking.

[CLATTERING]

All right, whoever you are, come out slowly.

Walt?!

What are you doing in there?

Looking for you guys.

Let me guess. You didn't find us.

Zach's in trouble!

They took him to the technodrome!

Why did they do that?

Why? Uh, well, you see, uh...

Let's worry about that later.

First we've got to rescue him!

ZACH: All right, you creeps!

It's eyeball missile time.

Oh, no!

BOTH: Yeow! Whoa! Aah!

Bebop! Rocksteady!

That brat put me in the command room!

Ohh, find him before he wrecks [BURP] this place!

I've had it.

I'm not going to waste the whole day

looking for that brat!

Krang must have pulled the map

out of the other kid's brain by now.

Gyroscopic balance control. Ha!

Yeah! Ha. That ought to shake things up.

Whoa! What the heck?

That kid has disengaged the gyroscopic balance control.

Stop him before the technodrome falls into the lava lake!

Whoa!

Help!

Whoa!

Ahh. Ohh...

Whew!

That was too close.

Fouled up by an oil spill

and thwarted by a wet-nosed kid!

If one more thing goes wrong, I'll--what?

I turn my back for 5 minutes

and the place starts falling apart!

Recalibrate the gyros.

I can't leave you alone for a minute!

Would you shut up and help!

I suppose you failed to get the map from that kid's brain.

And I suppose you succeeded

where we failed?

Uh, not exactly.

But at least I didn't let some brat

almost wreck the technodrome.

Uh-oh.

Oh, no.

You've let some brat

steal our only technorover.

No matter.

He'll no doubt go back for the pouch

in order to return it to the turtles.

This surveillance drone will keep track of him

and steal the pouch when he gets to it.

Of course, it would help if we knew where the technodrome was.

Which we don't.

Oh, great.

Which way do we go now?

Listen. [CAR APPROACHING]

That sounds like a vehicle.

Stand back, Walt. We'll handle this.

It's a technorover!

Turtle power!

Let's stop this guy in his tracks!

All right, shredder, this time you're Zach!

Zach?

Hi, Raphael!

What are you doing in a technorover?

I'll explain later.

Where did you hide the document pouch?

Well...Uh...

Pouch? What pouch?

What's goin' down, dudes?

Walt, um, borrowed that document pouch.

He did what?

Well, that's why shredder was after us.

What'd you do with it, Walt?

I hid it in the mouth of that Cannon in the park.

It's guess it's still there.

That's what I wanted to hear!

To the transport module!

General, you still haven't explained

the purpose of this strange vehicle.

We're certain that citizens

will sleep better just knowing

that it cost billions of dollars.

What about security?

After today's disturbance,

have any special measures been taken?

We've got this place locked up tighter than a drum, little lady.

No one's going to-- whoa-oa!

[TURTLES YELLING]

Turtles, what's going on?

Sorry, April, can't talk. Busy day.

Ahem. Let me repeat--

the army is in control

and there's no need for panic.

Whoa-oa!

The turtles are after the pouch! Get them!

I almost got it.

Get away from that Cannon!

How about if I just get the Cannon away from us?

H-hey!

Rocksteady, hold off the turtles.

Say your turtle prayers, shellbacks!

That guy's, like, a major pain.

Leonardo, where are you going?

To stop those chopper-nappers.

Oh, let me off at the corner, driver!

Ah-choo.

Thanks.

SHREDDER: I have it now.

Michelangelo and Donatello are trapped in there.

I've got to help stop this.

This is the latest thing in fire-fighting foam.

It not only puts out blazes,

it also has a minty-fresh scent.

I have to borrow this for a minute.

Hey, come back! What are you doing?

Oh, I hate to say this, but...

I think we're cooked.

Ha ha. You sure are.

I'm going to whip up

a couple of French-fried turtles.

Leave them alone.

Oh, yeah?

Who's gonna to make me?

I am!

Whoa!

Yecch! Blech!

I hate this!

Way to go, dude.

Thanks for the lift, fella!

No free rides, chump.

Nice of somebody to remember me.

Come on, we're going to ground those creeps...

For keeps!

Hurry up, boss.

This thing's getting heavy.

I almost have it.

Whoaaaa!

Leonardo, you don't suppose that Cannon is loaded?

Oh, it can't be. It's 100 years old.

Well, even leaders are wrong once in a while.

Are you ok, boss?

This has been one of the worst days of my life.

But at least I got the map.

Now we can kick back

and cool out for a change.

What about shredder?

He could be on his way here right now!

You never got the map back.

Who says we didn't?

I substituted a phony map before he even got there.

Speaking of shredder,

he should be dropping out

of the picture just about now.

There, that must be the door to their lair.

Unh! [CRASH]

Hohh! Hohh!

Are you sure this is the turtles' lair, boss?

Shut up and swim.

Turtles, it was wrong of me to take your map.

Please don't take it out on Zach.

Ah, forget about it, little dude.

Yes, it was wrong,

but it turned out well,

and you had a chance to show your true courage.

That's why we've decided...

That you can be the sixth turtle.

You mean it?

Oh, wow!

You guys are the greatest!

Yeah. Now all we need are a seventh and an eight turtle

and the four of us can retire.

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