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♪♪ [ Rock ]

♪ 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 a 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 ♪ Give me 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 ♪♪

♪♪ [ Ends ]

[ Michelangelo ] Whoa, dudes. I can just taste that anchovy and hot fudge pizza now.

[ Donatello ] Why do we always have to do this stuff in the dead of night?

[ Michelangelo ] Hey, haven't you ever heard of the midnight munchies?

[ Grunting ]

[ Squealing, Snorting ]

Whoa. Check out the weirdo.

He's breaking into that pet store.

[ Raphael ] From the sounds he's making, he ought to be breaking out of one.

[ Leonardo ] I think we'll have to teach him a lesson.

[ Barking ]

All right, tubby. Who are ya, what are you doing here,

and what's your name, rank and serial number?

Me Tattoo.

[ Grunting ]

Me look for home. [ Grunts ]

Whoa! Heads up!

What a show-off, throwing money around like that.

Let's take him, Turtles.

Whoa!

[ Giggling ] Oh! Oh, no! No, no, no, no! Stop.

- Please! - Try that with me, why don't ya?

Whoa!

And I thought this only happened in cartoons.

[ Grunting, Snorting ]

That's a pretty heavy argument, dude.

Hi-yah!

[ Growling ]

There's something weird about that guy.

You're right. He looks like a human,

but he sounds like an animal.

Now just calm down, okay? Let's talk.

[ Grunting ]

Tattoo want go home.

Hey, watch it. That's a live wire!

[ Growling ]

[ All ] Whoa!

Now, that's what I call a neat trick.

[ Michelangelo ] Oh, outstanding, dudes!

[ Raphael ] Well, he said he wanted to go home.

Would somebody mind explaining what just happened here?

You don't suppose Krang and Shredder are messing around with mutagen again, do ya?

A mutant sumo-wrestling hamster?

Where do they think up these things?

And Shredder must have gotten the hamster from this very pet store.

That's why he homed in on it.

Hey, dudes. For all we know, this might be the same pet store we came from.

You know, sometimes I wonder if we wouldn't have been better off...

if we'd just stayed ordinary turtles.

What? And miss out being attacked by Shredder and his goons every week?

[ Donatello ] Well, at least we'd have had a good home.

[ Michelangelo ] What's wrong with the sewers, dude?

Okay, so they are a little smelly.

And damp. And disgusting.

But it beats living in some superdeluxe penthouse overlooking the park.

I think the pressures of this job are starting to get to me.

Tattoo. Come in, Tattoo.

This is Shredder, your master.

Answer me!

Blast it! What has happened to that miserable mutant?

[ Krang ] Oh, face it. You've lost him!

We should never have let him go on this mission alone.

But, Krang, we need more mutants to break into that museum...

to steal that giant ruby.

With it, we can refocus your new heat ray and finally free the Technodrome.

Hey. What's wrong with me and Rocksteady?

Yeah! We're mutants, you know.

You two losers couldn't steal the free prize from a cereal box.

Is the new batch of mutagen ready?

Yes, but this time there must be no slipups.

That's why all of us are going to the city.

[ Shredder ] Bebop, Rocksteady, get the transport module ready.

Forget pet shops. We're headed for the city wild animal park.

I hope we can stop at the petting zoo.

Uh, yeah. I especially like to feed the little bunnies.

[ Leonardo ] You're wrong, Donatello.

Those little turtles aren't better off than we are.

They have to live in cages.

Well, so do we. This lair is our cage.

Oh, sometimes I wish I was just a plain old turtle.

A plain old turtle leads a rather useless life, Donatello.

Think of all the good you've done-- the difference you've made in the world.

But we mutations don't belong in this world, Master Splinter.

The humans don't understand us.

We have to hide wherever we go, skulking around in the night.

Somewhere there must be a place where we can belong--

a place where-- where a turtle can live free.

Listen. If he starts singing, I'd advise you to switch over to another channel.

[ Shredder ] Oh, good! We're here at the zoo. [ Chuckles ]

It's about time we made a successful entry.

[ Chittering ]

You spoke too soon!

[ Shredder ] Bebop, you miserable idiot.

You brought us up right in the middle of the monkey house.

[ Krang ] That veterinary compound should make an excellent mutation lab.

Now let's get the equipment ready, Shredder.

Go and bring me two of the most ferocious animals you can find.

How about a salamander and a wombat?

How about a lion and a gorilla?

Police are baffled by this bizarre pet shop vandalism,

which left several cages broken.

Six kittens, four puppies and a cockatoo...

will be without sleeping quarters tonight.

I'll have more on this baffling incident...

in my seven-part special report:

"Pet Shop Break-ins: The Next Crime Wave?"

What'll it be, pal?

I'll have a root beer float.

This is April O'Neil, Happy Hour News, signing off.

April O'Neil. [ Scoffs ]

I should be the one reporting the news.

I know this town inside out.

I know its pulse, its people, its loves and its hates.

Some guys just can't handle root beer floats.

Hmm.

April O'Neil. Phooey.

Excuse me. Down here.

Yes? What do you want?

I take it you know quite a lot about this city's inhabitants.

Do I? Why, I know this town inside out--

its pulse, its people.

Yes, I already heard that. May I ask you a few questions?

I'm not sure. Who are you?

Oh, forgive me. My name is Kerma.

[ Screams ]

Oh, dear. These humans seem rather difficult.

[ Krang ] Did you remember to bring the outfits...

the new mutants will wear and their weapons?

Of course.

Here you go, boss. Two wild, vicious beasts, just like you asked.

[ Krang ] We must secure them under the mutagen dispenser.

Ooh! Look!

Moo-moos and duckies!

[ Bebop ] Let's play with them.

Uh, what's an M-O-L-E?

It's a mole, an animal that burrows under the ground.

Hey! This is the same zoo where we came from before we was mutated.

Wow. [ Snorts ]

This place has great "hysterical" significance.

And in honor of that, I say we set some more animals free.

Besides, it's a great excuse to blow things up.

Now it's my turn!

[ Growling ]

[ Snarling ]

Oh. Hello there. [ Snarls ]

I assume you are two typical earthlings.

Might I ask you a few questions?

[ Snarling ] [ Roars ]

Perhaps if you weren't chained to the wall, you'd be more talkative.

[ Growling ] [ Roaring ]

Oh, my. Interviewing these earthlings...

is more difficult than I expected.

Yee-ha!

I feel like a new bull!

I don't understand. One minute I was in my cage, the next I was out.

And I look totally different.

Makes perfect sense to me, boy.

But what happened? Why are we here?

What is our purpose in life?

Oh, quit getting philosophical on me.

You're making my horns hurt.

[ Shredder ] Here we are with work to be done,

and you two goof-offs are setting animals free.

Gee, boss. We was just trying to stir up some trouble.

There's bigger trouble to be stirred up.

Now come along. What in blazes?

Will you look at them critters.

And I thought we were weird-looking.

What happened to the lion and the gorilla?

Search me, sonny. I was hanging around the old corral.

Then these two buckaroos set me free.

Me too. Then we wandered in here and got yucky green stuff all over us.

Did you two zipperheads free a mole and a bull?

Uh, uh, well, as a matter of fact--

We sort of might have.

The other two animals must have gotten free somehow.

Then these two must have spilled the mutagen,

and because they had last been with these two dipsticks,

they mutated into humanoid form.

What does it matter, Krang? They'll have to do.

Here, you two. Put these on.

Getting a little pushy there, ain't ya, partner?

Very amusing.

[ Man ] I'm telling you, April. It was wearing a trench coat and a fedora,

and it looked like a turtle.

It must have been one of those four weirdo friends of yours.

But the turtles aren't three feet tall.

Maybe they took a reducing course.

What did this turtle say to you, Vernon?

It wanted to know all about human beings.

Why would it ask you about human beings, Vernon?

You've gotta be one to know about them. [ Chuckles ]

I don't like this. I better let the turtles know what's going on.

[ Shredder ] So much for your costumes. Now you need names.

What do you want to call yourselves?

The other moles call me Dirtbag.

And I call myself Groundchuck.

Now pay attention. I want you two...

to go to the Museum of Excessive Opulence...

and steal the giant ruby that's on display there.

And why should we do that, little buckaroo?

Because I'm ordering you to!

If you don't mind, we'd rather just rip this place apart.

Come on, Dirtbag!

Don't just sit there, you fools! Stop them!

Uh, right, boss.

Gotcha!

[ Both Screaming ]

Whoa! Whoa!

I really dig digging.

Come on, partner.

[ Leonardo ] April sure sounded like she had to see us right away.

I wonder what's up. Whoa!

That building sure is!

[ Leonardo ] I don't remember seeing that skyscraper there before.

Yeah, they sure build them overnight nowadays.

But I'm telling you it was one of you-- only smaller.

No, sorry, dude. This is the only size we come in.

What Vernon means is that it was dressed just like you--

whatever it was.

I don't like this one bit.

Yeah, imagine someone going around ripping off our style.

[ Donatello ] We better check this out. It might be copyright infringement.

Remember, fellas. We're looking for a little green weirdo in a trench coat.

Would a giant bull and a king-size mole do?

[ Donatello ] Who the heck are you guys?

I'm Groundchuck, and this here's my little buddy Dirtbag.

[ Imitating Cowboy Accent ] We don't get many mutant bulls in this here town.

You wouldn't be a-workin' for a bad hombre named Shredder, now, would youse?

Never heard of the galoot. Now mosey along, critters. [ Grunts ]

You're blocking our way. Whoa!

Whoa!

[ Kerma ] These earthlings have proven difficult to communicate with.

Therefore I will have to use stronger methods.

This one will not run away.

[ Grunting ] Touché, you big ox.

Hey! Fight fair, you sidewinder.

Whoa!

Hi-ya! [ Grunts ]

Take this!

[ Grunting ]

Pardon me, but there are a few questions I must ask you.

[ Leonardo ] Knock it off, you big bully.

April, look. What is that thing?

I don't know, but the Turtles are fighting it.

Now, this is news!

Irma, I've gotta get my Minicam and get down there.

[ All Grunting ]

Hey! This ain't the way to treat grade "A" prime beef!

[ Raphael ] Now, that's what I call throwing the bull.

Uh, suddenly I feel kind of lonely.

Yeah. It does seem like we're starting to run short on Turtles.

Talk about a bull in a china shop.

Only there's no bull.

I don't get it. Everyone's vanished except us.

I've got a feeling we're next, compadre.

[ Raphael ] So, you're the little weirdo who stole our distinctive look, huh?

Believe me, I mean you no harm.

Oh, yeah? Then how come you've got us all trussed up like spring chickens?

Or better-- prize bulls.

[ Beeping ] I just wish to ask you a few questions.

[ Michelangelo ] All right! Dynamite pad you got here.

[ Leonardo ] What kind of place is this anyway?

[ Kerma ] Oh, it isn't a place. It's a spaceship.

Hey, guys. Let me get some footage of--

Huh? Where'd everybody go?

Well, this doesn't make sense. A minute ago I saw those Turtles...

fighting some kind of weird mutants,

and now everybody's gone.

I wonder if it was something I said.

Listen, pal. Is this trip really necessary?

Oh, yes. Quite necessary, I'm afraid.

But I assure you, I will make the voyage as comfortable as possible.

[ Leonardo ] We've already taken care of that.

[ Gasps ] You are free!

Exactamundo, micro-dude.

And you've got some serious explaining to do.

Oh, very well. I suppose I should introduce myself.

- My name is Kerma. - Whoa.

He's a talking turtle!

Oh, come on. Who'd ever believe a thing like that?

There ain't a sign of those two mutants, boss.

Well, keep looking. You two boneheads lost those mutants. Now you've got to find them.

He's such a stickler for detail.

[ Kerma ] You see, my fellow Turtleoids and I have a problem,

which we must discuss with some typical Earth people.

So I, uh, borrowed those two earthlings.

You think those two are typical Earth specimens?

Well, it's hard to say. Humans all seem so different.

Then why did you bring us?

Well, you seem to have such honest faces.

Where could those turtles have disappeared to?

And who are those two weirdos?

- [ Gasps ] - Talking about us behind our backs, April O'Neil?

Bebop and Rocksteady? What have you done with the Turtles?

Nothing yet.

But when we run into them, we're gonna do plenty.

In the meantime, we'll just capture you.

[ Screams ]

[ Chirps ]

Guys, it's me, April. Come in.

Oh, no, you don't. You ain't calling the Turtles.

Yo, Turtles! You're a bunch of wimps.

And you're ugly. What do you think of that?

[ Beeping ]

Gee, you don't suppose they're not speaking to us, do ya?

Uh, you know what I think?

I think the Turtles are gone.

[ Raphael ] Kerma, I got a hot news flash for ya.

You've picked about as untypical a bunch of Earth specimens as you possibly could.

You see, we're all mutants.

[ Donatello ] Genetic aberrations.

Then what is the typical species on your planet?

They're called humans. They have hair and big noses and teeth.

Goodness. Then that fellow Vernon from the yogurt shop--

he was a typical, normal earthling.

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

Boss! Boss! We got news.

[ Groans ] This is not my favorite way to travel.

I told you to bring back those two mutants.

We brought something even better.

Hey, Turtles. Why don't you come here and see us so we can bust your beaks.

[ Beeping ]

So?

So they ain't there. They didn't even come to rescue April O'Neil.

Could it be that Groundchuck and Dirtbag actually finished them off?

Splendid! With the Turtles out of the way, the city is as good as ours.

To the Technodrome.

[ Screams ] Oh, no!

Now look here, shorty. I'm a-gettin' a mite hot under the collar...

over this here treatment.

Keep it down, or we'll never get back to Earth.

I'm a bull. I need wide open spaces. I need to ramble and roam.

- I need to break something. - Two hours ago, I was in a nice, clean zoo.

Then I found myself in this weird, new body.

Now I'm headed for a whole new planet.

So, what next?

As I said, we Turtleoids have a little problem,

and Earth may be our only hope.

You mean that everyone on your planet is like you-- Turtleoids?

With one exception, yes.

A world of turtles.

Guys! This is exactly what I was dreaming about.

A place where we turtles can live free.

[ All Gasping ]

[ Leonardo ] Well, it sure looks like a place where turtles would live.

What did you say this place was called?

It is known as "Shell-Ri-La."

I had to ask.

[ Donatello ] Imagine, an entire city of turtles...

living in peace and harmony!

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Look. If everything's so peaceful,

how come they need a gigantic force dome?

Oh, that's because of our little problem.

Uh, what little problem is that, dude?

Be patient. You will encounter it soon enough.

[ Instruments Beeping ]

[ Krang ] The great ruby theft plan failed. So what else is new?

Who needs giant rubies? I have a better plan-- to use the city's resources...

for the most gigantic construction job in history.

And just who is going to do all this construction?

Why, the Foot Soldiers, of course.

- [ Chiming, Beeping ] - [ Krang ] Forget it, Shredder.

Their tiny electronic brains cannot assimilate complex orders.

Precisely. That's why they need a robot to lead them--

a robot that is superintelligent and utterly invincible.

[ Gasps ]

And just where are we going to get such a robot?

That, Krang, is what we're going to build!

- [ Cackling ] - I have a feeling this is going to be a long episode.

Behold-- Shell-Ri-La.

[ Donatello ] Wow! What a place! This is just what I always dreamed of.

[ Leonardo ] Those doors look like they're made of gold!

[ Michelangelo ] Yeah! And the windows too!

[ Donatello ] Even the streets are paved with gold.

This place must have been designed by a dentist.

We gotta get free and skedaddle out of here.

Don't worry, buckaroo. I'm a-working on it.

- What's that thing, Kerma? - That is one of our numerous alchemy machines.

You mean that you actually have machines that can turn lead into gold?

[ Kerma ] Oh, we could not exist without them.

The reflected gold light gives us energy--

uh, just like food.

Come on, Dirtbag. Now's our chance to skedaddle,

while the others are jawin'.

Yee-ha!

Give me them wide open spaces!

Whoa! They must be stopped!

After them, Turtles!

Go, Green Machine!

Follow me, Groundchuck.

This ain't exactly what I call wide open spaces.

How are we gonna follow those dudes?

Uh, anyone know where we can rent a shovel?

Or better yet, a bulldozer.

[ Shredder ] With its skin made entirely of adamantium,

the strongest metal in the universe,

even a bomb won't be able to put a dent in this robot.

[ Whispering ] I've gotta get out of here.

Now for the final section of its hull.

Oh, no. We're out of adamantium.

In that case we'll use ordinary steel instead.

But that's the main control panel. My robot must have no weak spots.

Stop being such a baby!

It's just a tiny hole.

No one will know it's there but us.

That's what they think.

[ Beeping ]

Now to activate the ultimate warrior.

Chrome Dome!

Intruder alert. Intruder alert.

[ Screams ]

Oops.

Going somewhere, Miss O'Neil?

[ Michelangelo ] Sorry about losing those two dudes, dude.

[ Kerma ] You did your best. That is all one can ask.

What is this place, Kerma?

The High Council chambers of Shell-Ri-La.

You are to meet with the council...

to discuss how Earth can help solve our small problem.

- [ Siren Wailing ] - Uh, what's that noise?

Are you under some kind of attack?

Yes, I fear that our small problem has returned.

[ Leonardo ] That's your small problem?

[ Michelangelo ] I'd say that's a gargantuoso, humongous problem!

[ Roaring ]

That's your little problem?

Uh, yes. I'm afraid it is.

We Turtleoids call him Herman the Horrible.

[ Raphael ] Why would you want to call him at all?

I have something new for you miserable Turtleoids.

We used brute force yesterday. I thought we agreed...

we were going to try cunning and subterfuge today.

Brute force is more macho.

Attention, turtles of Shell-Ri-La. Herman the Horrible here.

Before my other half launches a devastating attack with his new weapon,

you should really consider how much easier this would be...

if you'd give yourselves up.

No? Are you sure?

It might go easier for you.

Come on. Let's get on with it.

All right, Turtleoids. Don't say I didn't warn you.

This isn't working. The dome is still holding.

Don't worry. It can't hold out much longer.

Apparently neither can your little toy.

Oh, well. Back to the drawing board.

But we'll be back with an even more dastardly scheme.

So do consider surrendering.

Who are-- I mean, is that bozo?

Herman has been attacking us for months.

He wants to get at our gold machines to weaken our power,

so that he might rule us.

But why so nervioso, dude?

Yeah, it's obvious that creature can't break through your force dome.

Which is quickly running out of power.

Herman's weapons grow more powerful with each passing day.

It's only a matter of time before he breaks through our shield.

Now come. The High Council of Shell-Ri-La awaits you.

[ Rumbling ]

Ah. Always nice to be back in town.

[ Shredder ] Especially on this night!

By daybreak the entire city will be ours.

Have the Foot Soldiers round up all the steel they can find.

Bring it to Median Park at once.

I obey.

Foot Soldiers, follow me.

Two of our most esteemed members, Bork and Dwork, have yet to arrive.

But begin your report anyway, Kerma.

Our race must escape from Herman the Horrible...

before the force dome gives out entirely.

But where can we run to?

Without the protection of the dome, Herman could hunt us down anywhere.

And so I have brought these four representatives of a distant planet.

Hey, turtle dudes. [ Kerma ] We must question them,

learn from them before we move our entire Turtleoid race...

and our gold machines to planet Earth.

[ All ] Huh?

Uh, Kerma, we have to talk.

You want to move your entire population to Earth?

Precisely, my reptilian brothers.

But-But humans don't understand turtles.

We four have to skulk around in disguises.

Where are millions of you Turtleoids going to hide?

Yeah. The sewers aren't big enough.

And every criminal on Earth would be after your gold machines.

Gold would become worthless.

The international monetary markets would collapse.

Millions of overpaid executives would lose their jobs.

See? There's a bright side to everything.

[ Chattering ]

Ah, Bork and Dwork. We've been waiting for you.

Why have you allowed these troublemakers into the council chambers?

They look like a quartet of spies to me.

How can you say that? Have you ever seen such trustworthy faces?

Bah! They don't even look like real turtles!

They look like-- like someone drew them!

And why are they wearing masks?

[ Gasps ] Are they bandits?

I say we execute them!

Fellas, we've got to convince them that moving to Earth is a bad idea.

If they relocate to Earth, it'll be a catastrophe.

Uh, uh, listen, Turtleoids, uh, scientifically speaking,

uh, there's no way that-that your gold machines will ever work on Earth.

[ All Chattering ]

Tell us, Kerma. Did your gold machine work while you were on planet Earth?

Why, yes. It worked perfectly.

[ Chattering Angrily ]

Dudes, I think the jig is up.

This proves that these four liars obviously cannot be trusted.

I say we throw 'em in jail. Book 'em, Dworko!

[ Gasping ]

You. Move it!

You. Halt.

[ Krang ] Excellent. The construction is going faster than planned.

In a few hours, the entire city will tremble before me,

Shredder, the world's arch-criminal!

Whoa! I prefers traveling first-class.

This ain't what I had in mind. I needs grazing country.

Perhaps I can help you.

Jumping tumbleweeds! What in tarnation are you?

Someone who can help you find the land of your dreams.

Okay. You got my full attention.

Mine too.

[ Leonardo ] Who would have imagined it? The four of us in jail.

Yeah! It's a travesty of the entire system of criminal jurisprudence.

Whatever that means.

Actually, I kind of like it.

Are you out of your shell, Donatello?

Oh, I'm just happy to be here...

in a world of turtles, for turtles and by turtles.

Have you noticed that the natives have not exactly been friendly?

Well, with time they'll get to understand us.

And with time I could learn to live here.

Dude, get a grip on your brainpan.

Think of all the things you'd be giving up.

No pizza, no TV, no video games.

Oh, yeah. Also no hiding in sewers,

no sneaking around in stupid disguises.

Fellas, there's no time to argue about this.

We've gotta escape before that Herman the Horrible returns.

Well, what do you know?

A conveniently placed escape route.

I'll get it open.

My turn, amigos.

Up, up and away, dudes!

All right, bud! Let's play!

Well, that sure was... stupid.

From heroes to zeros.

My friends, are you out on parole?

Not exactly, Kerma. We'll explain later.

Oh. I am relieved to see you.

Look! The force dome generator is weakening.

Can't you get more fuel for it?

Its energy source is an extremely rare crystal called trilithium.

I fear we have exhausted our planet's entire supply of it.

Then there's no choice.

You Turtleoids are just gonna have to fight Herman the Horrible.

Fight him? With what?

You mean you don't have anything to defend yourselves with?

Just our shells, I'm afraid.

Whoa, boy. Are these guys in trouble.

We Turtleoids are a peace-loving people.

It is not our nature to fight.

[ Sighs ] All right. Look. Herman has two advantages over you:

his size and his weapons.

Now, we can't do anything about his size,

but maybe we can do something about his weapons.

Head straight east and you will reach Herman's lair.

You will need this for your return.

If we return.

Raphael and Michelangelo, you come with me.

Donatello, you go with Kerma and try to come up with some way to defend the city.

- Will do. - Good luck, my friends.

[ Leonardo ] That cave must be where Herman lives.

I wonder if he owns or rents.

[ Leonardo ] There's nobody here.

Sabotaging those weapons will be a piece of cake.

Uh, dudes, do trees usually grow in caves?

- I don't think so. - Then what the heck are these things?

[ All Gasping ]

[ Snoring ]

Quiet, guys! Can't you see Herman is asleep?

Let's start sabotaging these weapons. But keep it down.

We don't want to wake them.

[ Snoring Continues ]

Boy, talk about your cheap devices for generating suspense.

Kerma, I think our best hope of defending the city...

might be that spaceship.

[ Kerma ] But that ship was designed as an ark...

to transport the Turtleoid population to Earth.

Trust me, Kerma. You can't go to Earth.

It just wouldn't work out.

But the spaceship cannot defend us if we stay.

It has no weapons.

You must have something in this city that can be used to fight with--

- [ Thudding ] - What's that sound?

That is our gold stamping device.

[ Thudding ]

I don't believe it! A pulverizing ray!

It's just what we need. ...have escaped.

It's Bork and Dwork! Quickly, Donatello. Hide!

Ya! Hi-hi-ya! Hi-ya!

Kerma, those four interlopers you brought to our planet have escaped.

From my prison! It's an outrage! They'll pay for this!

All right, Bork. Calm down.

Kerma, every moment brings the threat of Herman the Horrible closer.

We cannot afford to have potential saboteurs in our midst.

- Keep an eye out for 'em. - As you wish, Dwork.

Oh, dear.

I presume the coast is clear.

They're looking for you. You had best put this on...

so you can blend in with the rest of us.

Well, this sure is weird. I had to sneak around in disguise on Earth,

and now, here on a planet filled with turtles,

I still have to wear a disguise.

[ Groundchuck ] Open up, partners. We've had us a change of heart.

Look. We brought you fellers a peace offering.

Savvy? It's a hunk of trilithium crystal,

the stuff you need to keep your force dome running...

to protect you from Herman the Wonderful-- [ Stammers ]

I mean Horrible. [ All Murmuring ]

Thanks, partners!

Actually, we was just kiddin'.

It's just a big chunk of rock salt. [ Cackles ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Groundchuck ] Now to find us that force dome generator.

Faster! Work faster!

Chrome Dome is working out even better than I dreamed.

He will be our mightiest warrior--

as long as no one finds out about the weak spot in his back.

The main construction is almost complete.

All that remains is the upper section. [ Burps ]

I have no idea what those two are building,

but I'm sure it's not a prison for crazed world conquerors.

[ Michelangelo ] Mission accomplished, compadres.

Now to get back into Shell-Ri-La city.

Easier said than done, Michelangelo.

This thing's thicker than your shell.

Luckily Kerma gave us this zapper. Remember?

What a cool dude. Remind me to give him the key to the lair.

[ Donatello ] There. It's finished.

A flying engine?

Equipped with a pulverizing ray.

You earthlings have remarkable ingenuity, Donatello.

Well, some of us are slightly more remarkable than others.

Okay. We sabotaged every weapon of Herman's we could get our hands on.

Yeah, but as soon as the dude snaps out of his siesta,

he'll be heading this way.

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Raphael ] He must have set his alarm clock early.

Brace yourselves, everyone.

Let's hope our sabotage worked.

All right, Turtleoids. I'm coming in blasting.

But you still have one chance.

If you open the force dome, there will be no need for senseless violence.

Personally, I don't care whether you surrender or not.

I like senseless violence.

It looks like they aren't opening it.

Fine by me.

Turtleoids, you are about to be blasted.

Herman, I thought you were going to check the weapons before our next assault.

Wrong, Herman. You were supposed to check them.

It doesn't matter. I'll use the ray cannon.

Good-bye forever.

I don't believe it. Who made this piece of junk?

You did, Herman.

It worked! All that dude's junk is, uh, junk.

You won't keep me out that easily, Turtleoids!

I shall return!

[ Groundchuck ] Come on, Dirtbag.

There's that force dome generator gizmo ol' Herman wants us to destroy.

Well, what are we waiting for? Let's blow it apart.

Yee-ha!

[ Sizzling ]

Hot dang! Now that's what I call a barbecue.

The force dome-- it has vanished.

Our city is totally exposed to the forces of evil.

How could this have happened?

Yee-ha!

That there force dome generator blowed up real good!

It sure did, Groundchuck. [ All ] Huh?

It's those two freakazoids again.

Partner, this time you're heading for the last roundup.

I got a few new weapons, thanks to Herman.

Whoa! Whoa!

Now where'd that green-horned tenderfoot go to?

Cowabunga!

Hoo! I always wanted to be in a rodeo.

You're finished, you dirtbag.

Hey! That happens to be my name.

Wrong. Your name is Mud.

[ Shouts ] [ Michelangelo ] Whoa!

I've been given a few bum steers, but you take the taco.

[ Grunting ]

Hog-tied by a dang-blasted turtle!

How humiliating!

I'll escape through the sewers.

Wrong move. Nobody knows sewers like old Raphael.

He'll never find me in here.

Oh, I just love hide-and-seek.

One, two, I hear you.

Tag. You're it.

So, Turtleoids, the force dome is finally down.

Your gold machines are mine now.

All right, twin geeks. Why don't you pick on someone your own size?

[ Herman ] Because it's more fun to pick on someone who's small and defenseless.

You guys try to hold Herman off. I'm gonna launch an air attack.

Hi-ya! Take this!

What the heck?

[ Herman ] You're finished, Turtleoids.

[ Clanging ] Huh?

It's-- It's metal.

Donatello, are you there?

I'm right on top of things, Leonardo.

This Herman the Horrible-- he's some kind of a machine.

Perfect. Then I'll blast him with the pulverizing ray.

As for your city, I won't leave a single building standing.

- [ All Whimpering ] - Ha! Look at them hide.

Nothing can stop us now. Do you hear me? Nothing!

Perhaps we shouldn't be too hasty in assessing an early victory.

Pulverizing rays?

What could be causing this?

The Turtleoids have no weapon!

No, but the Turtles do!

[ Both Scream ]

Lucky shot! [ Gasps ]

So, the Turtleoids wouldn't dare fight us, you said.

All we had to do was get the force dome down, you said.

Give me a break! This has been a really bad day, okay?

And it's about to get worse.

Now let's find out who Herman the Horrible really is.

Bork and Dwork?

I thought those voices sounded familiar.

But why did you do this? What did you have to gain?

We're sick of just using gold for energy.

We want real gold things.

[ Cackling ] Gold watches!

Kerma, take 'em away.

And while you're at it, take these two wackazoids with you.

[ Cheering ]

My friends, thank you for all you have done for us.

Well, thanks for the use of your engine.

Are you prepared to return to your planet?

Well, we three are, but we can't speak for Donatello.

He might want to stay. Are you kidding?

This place is boredom central--

a real yawn fest.

I mean, no TV, no video games.

They don't even have pizza. Give me Earth any day.

All right! Bodacious!

Well, that's one turtle who's got his head on straight.

[ Shredder ] This is your wake-up call, Miss O'Neil.

Don't you wish to see the finished construction?

Behold... the Technodrome Mark II.

You built a mini Technodrome overnight?

[ Shredder ] It's amazing what you can accomplish when you have motivated workers.

Farewell, Miss O'Neil. It's been nice knowing you.

Why do I suddenly feel like a sitting duck?

This is our greatest moment of triumph!

You're right, Shredder. Nothing can stop us now.

Well, maybe not nothing.

What the heck is that?

It looks like the Technodrome.

Oh, come on. That thing's frozen solid. Besides, it's a different color.

Yeah, and it's also a heck of a lot smaller.

But it's big enough to give us a major battle.

Like we didn't do enough fighting in this episode already.

Boy, it's a good thing we installed the pulverizer ray on the ship.

Come on, Kerma. Let's turn that thing into scrap iron.

Hey. Scope it out.

That thing's gonna squash April.

We'll get her. Donatello, take out that Technodrome.

Turtle power!

Oh, no. They're destroying my beautiful, brand-new mini Technodrome.

Quit whining. We've got to get out of here before they destroy us too!

Chrome Dome, destroy those turtles!

I obey.

[ Leonardo Sighs ] Well, it's been an eventful day for everyone.

[ Chrome Dome ] Wretched reptiles. Huh?

Just what we needed-- another robot.

It's Chrome Dome. Shredder built him.

But he has a weak spot.

[ All Shout ] Look out!

No kiddin'!

Hi-ya. Whoo!

Hi-ya!

What is this guy made of?

Whoa!

Well, it's sure not sugar and spice and everything nice.

I'm trying to tell you. He has a weak spot. [ Gasps ]

It's the plate on his back!

Got the message loud and clear.

[ Screaming ]

Got ya, dudette.

[ Both ] Whoa!

Farewell, my friends. I shall always remember our adventure together.

[ Rumbling ]

I'm glad to see that you have a new appreciation for our life here on Earth, Donatello.

Oh, I sure do, Sensei. Sewer, sweet sewer.

They call themselves civilized?

They didn't even have television.

Can you imagine? A planet entirely populated by turtles?

If you put that in a movie, they'd never believe it.

We now return to our sci-fi movie,

Planet of the Giant Turtles.

[ Growling ] [ Screaming ]

I think I'll go read a good book.

[ All Laughing ]