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1 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Turtles, count it off!

One, two, three, four

- Turtles - Mutant chain reaction

- Turtles - Living underground

- Turtles - Ninjitsu action

- Turtles - It`s a shell of a town

Turtles, count it off!

Live by the code of the martial arts

Never fight unless someone else starts

Always stick together, no matter what

If all else falls, then it`s time to kick butt

I love being a

I love being a

I love being a turtle

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Turtles, count it off!

One, two, three, four

- Turtles - There`s no one better

- Turtles - Watch out for Shredder!

- Turtles - They`re Iike no others

- Turtles - Those teenage brothers

One, two, three, four

One, two, three, four

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

That`s the fifth patrol we`ve seen in the last hour.

Don`t those guys have anything better to do?

Yeah, like eat?

I know. Poor baby. You`re hungry, aren`t you?

We got an entire alien army looking for us,

and you`re talking to your stomach?

Well, it`s talking to me.

It`s saying, "Food. Food."

More than food, we need an escape plan.

We need to get off this planet quickly and quietly.

And that means smugglers.

I believe l know of one particularly sleazy inn

where we just might obtain off-world transport.

Sounds like a plan. Lead on, Professor.

General Blanque, all squads are at full alert, sir.

These images of the alien life-forms and the fugitoid

have been posted all over the city.

We`ll find them.

We had better!

Destroy the four aliens for all l care!

Turn their shells into serving trays,

but bring me that fugitoid!

Yes, sir.

Speak.

Still no sign of the fugitoid, Commander Mozar.

But we`ll find him.

However, l`m afraid that the teleportal

is worth much more than what you`ve paid me.

Your greed disgusts me.

However, you will get whatever monies you wish.

The Triceraton Republic shall have the teleportal.

It shall give us great victories.

I must have that fugitoid!

This doesn`t exactly look like your kind of place, Professor.

Oh, well, l`m very partial

to the Divnibian spicy cheese disk they serve here.

At least l used to be.

Whoa! Alien pizza! What a concept.

We can`t just walk in there.

Our pictures are everywhere.

Maybe it`s time for the ninjitsu art of disguise.

I can`t wear this!

I can`t!

What? It should fit just fine.

These colors clash with my headband.

It`s a fashion nightmare!

Mikey, there`s food in there.

Food.

This had better be worth it.

Stomach, you and me are gonna party.

Excuse me, garçon.

I`ll have what he`s having.

Delicious. Extraordinarily piquant.

Hey, beautiful.

Are you a library book?

`Cause l`m checking you out.

I`m not a library book.

You`re new here. I like that in a woman.

So, what`s your viscreet number?

555-kick-in-the-head.

Hello?

I`m calling about those shell-wearing,

green-skinned life-forms and a fugitoid.

General, sir!

The fugitoid and the off-worlders have been sighted.

Well, finally!

Have all units in that sector move in.

Commander Mozar, they`ve been located.

I do believe these fine gentlemen can help us.

We can do better.

Everybody, freeze in the name of the Federation!

Man, they`ll let anybody in this place.

Out of the way!

Stand clear!

Move it!

Back door. Come on.

You! Get back in there!

You couldn`t possibly hit a lady.

But you know, a lady could hit you.

You go, girl.

Don`t hate me because l`m beautiful.

Troopers, attack!

You know, the food here is extraordinarily piquant.

Fascinating.

Shouldn`t be too hard to find the ``on`` switch.

Oh, dear, they`ve got us surrounded.

Take out this alien trash, but don`t target the fugitoid!

On my order!

Find the fugitoid!

Destroy the rest!

To victory!

Oh, my!

Whoa!

Hey, who invited the dinosaurs?

Triceratons. A ruthless and warlike race.

They`re the sworn enemies of the Federation.

I simply can`t imagine what they`re doing here.

General, we are under attack by Triceratons.

Repeat.

We are under attack by Triceratons!

Triceratons?

On a Federation planet?

They`ve gone too far.

Take them all out!

Yes, sir.

We`re trying, sir!

We need a way out of here!

Finally.

I`m on it!

Structurally sound.

All aboard the turtle express!

Look out!

Get your hands off me!

Let me go!

Guys, look!

Help! I`m being robo-napped!

General, the Triceratons are escaping with the fugitoid!

If the Triceratons get their hands on the teleportal,

it`ll be the end of everything.

Scramble the troops! Full pursuit!

We have to get that fugitoid back.

Ready my commando squad.

I`m leading this one personally.

Come on! They`re getting away!

Hey, guys.

Check this out!

That bucket of bolts?

Oh, ye of little faith.

I am so good.

Sidecar! I get sidecar!

Warp 9, Mr. Sulu. Take us out of orbit.

Hey, Don, you want me to drive?

It`s all under control.

I meant to do that.

Mozar to base.

We`re being followed.

Destroy them.

Affirmative, Commander.

We`ve got horn-heads on our tail!

Man, l wish this flying bathtub had some weapons!

We`re sitting ducks! Whoa!

Turtles, actually.

Whatever!

This is just gonna take some extreme flying.

I was afraid you were gonna say that.

Whoa!

Oh, yeah!

These bozos may be tough,

but Donnie here learned to drive in New York City.

We gotta have some weapons in here.

Like Master Splinter says,

Anything can be a weapon in the right hands.

You guys look tired.

Have a seat!

Leave the shiny buttons alone, Mikey.

But it might be something really good.

Or not.

We`re hit!

I`m saved! I`m saved!

We`re going down!

We`re doomed! We`re doomed!

The brakes! Hit the brakes!

Nice landing, bro.

Could have been worse.

I don`t think so. We lost the professor.

We`ll never find him now,

which means we`ll never get home.

We failed ourselves.

We failed Master Splinter.

Lighten up, Leo. We`ll find the way.

We always do.

Well, l took the liberty of attaching a turtletracker

to our little metal friend.

Nice work, Donnie.

What was that?

Fighting. Nearby. Come on!

Just once l wish we were running away from the explosions!

What have we stepped into this time?

Guys, the fugitoid`s in there somewhere.

It`s rescue time!

Stinking Triceratons!

I want them obliterated!

All units, full attack!

The Federation shall fall!

We shall hatch our brood in the ruins of their cities!

Commander, we have the fugitoid secured inside.

Excellent.

All troops, fall back and prepare for dust-off.

The horn-heads are booking!

Come on!

These blasters are way cool.

I don`t understand.

Why would a bunker have a cargo bay?

Maybe because it`s not a bunker.

That Triceraton ship must not be allowed to leave the planet!

Planetary defense, ready tractor beams!

Commander, the Federation ships are powering up tractor beams.

Activate the ion burn.

But that will use up all of our fuel.

It is the only way!

Do it!

Whoa!

Guys, check this out.

We`re in space?

Get away from there, guys.

We don`t have any...

Air.

Save your breath.

But how do we...

Save your breath.

But...

Save your breath!