♪ 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 ♪
♪ 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 ♪
♪ teenage mutant ninja turtles ♪
♪ heroes in a half shell ♪
♪ turtle power ♪
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[SNORING]
How's he doing?
He'll be fine. He just needs sleep.
Shredder must pay for this.
I'd like to douse him with that mutagen
and turn him into a mutant hamster.
He'll pay, all right,
by turning splinter back into a human being.
Stay with him, April.
Come on. Let's find that technodrome.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[RUMBLING]
Now to find a new source of technical equipment.
[SQUEAKING]
The rat will follow its nose
to the cheese at the end of the maze.
Now, watch how my mouser
follows its nose to the rat.
[SQUEAKS]
You see? There's no place
for pests to hide from my mousers.
All I need is a big company
to mass produce them for me.
In large quantities,
they could solve the city's rat problem.
Including my problem
with a rat named splinter.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
So, do you think ajax pest control
would be interested in my invention?
Well, to put it in a single word...
Get outta here!
Hey! You can't do this to me.
Get rid of all rats, huh?
What are you, crazy?
You want to drive me out of business?
The short-sighted fool
doesn't know what he's missing.
W-who are you?
Someone who wants to produce your mousers
on a vast scale.
Well, it's about time somebody discovered me.
Man, we are lostola.
This stinks. We haven't seen a trace
of the technodrome all day.
We've got to keep searching.
We still have the upper hand.
You call this the upper hand?
We've got the shredder on the run, Raphael.
And he's the key to returning
master splinter to his human form.
What a dump!
I thought you said you had a big business.
I do. In fact, it's enormous.
With this, you can start work
on a master control for the mousers.
Master control?
What's wrong with this?
By dawn, I will have constructed
hundreds of these robots.
It will take massive amounts of computer power
to run them all.
[GROWLS] So get to work.
In a few hours, Baxter stockman,
your mousers will rule the city.
Not a single rodent will survive.
Hmm. That guy must really have a thing about rats.
Let's check up there.
Donatello,
the technodrome isn't up,
it's down.
At this point, anything is worth a try.
[GRUNTING]
I hope this leads someplace interesting.
Nope. I thought not.
Uh, Raphael?
What?
Duck!
This is not my idea of a good time.
Analysis of mouser complete.
Ready to commence replication process.
Bebop, rock steady, activate the machinery.
KRANG: Shredder, i want to talk to you.
What is it this time?
Why are you wasting time building mousetraps
when you have yet to provide me with a body?
My problem is more urgent.
Hamato yoshi and his accursed turtles
will ruin us if they're not--
flehhh!
There would be no problem
if I had a body. [BURP]
This is my fight.
I must have the honor of destroying them.
Saki, come back here!
Twice those turtles defeated you, saki.
I hope you fail again and again
and keep failing
until at last you have no choice
but to give me a body.
Excellent. An exact reproduction.
Perfect down to the last detail.
We got 12 done already.
I should wait until the first batch is done...
But no. I can't wait to try them out.
They will succeed where you mutants failed me.
[GULP] Uh...
Seek out hamato yoshi
and destroy him!
Ha ha ha!
I don't get it.
We've toured this whole burg,
and no technodrome.
Whoa!
Raphael!
Somebody toss me a rope.
They aren't paying me enough
to take this kind of abuse.
How are you feeling?
[SIGHS] A little better.
Oroku saki gave me quite a going-over.
Listen, I gotta go.
I haven't been home since I met you guys.
I gotta check my mail, get girled up,
see if I still have a job.
Of course. I hope we haven't
interfered too much with your life, April.
Oh, only...Totally. Heh heh.
Tell those 4 turtle boys I'll be back soon.
[RUMBLING]
So, oroku saki,
you're reduced to sending machines after me.
Hang on, master splinter.
Get off of my Bo.
Rock and roll!
All right. Who's gonna clean up this mess?
Where'd these metal maniacs come from?
Where do you think, Michelangelo?
Trademark-- "Baxter stockman inventions."
What kind of idiot puts his name on a death machine?
An idiot with an ego problem?
I don't know who Baxter stockman is,
but I can practically smell the shredder
behind all this.
Oh, great!
The guy we haven't seen a sign of all day!
We must find this Baxter stockman first,
and through him find the shredder.
I hope he's easier to scope out
than the technodrome was.
Yeah. All we've got on him is a name.
I feel we need
April's skills as a reporter for this.
I suggest you pay her a visit at her apartment.
You'd better come with us, master splinter.
Yeah, we don't want any of those big mouths
puttin' the bite on you again.
SHREDDER: Nonfunctional?
All 12 mousers are out of commission?
Those turtles!
No matter.
They may be able to handle 12 mousers,
but they'll never be able to beat 1,200!
Whew! I've been hanging out in the sewers too long.
Running around with mutant turtles,
chasing killers under the city.
[SIGHS] I'd almost forgotten what real life was like.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Who in the world could that be?
Could we interest you
in a subscription to turtle's home companion?
Oh, no! Why are you guys doing here?
How did you get here? Did anyone see you come in?
Any special order
you want those questions answered in?
Yes. Quickly!
Looking for Baxter stockman,
by the sewers, and no.
Does that clear things up?
I can't remember what I asked.
We're looking for the genius who built this.
His name is Baxter stockman.
That's all you've got to go on--a name?
We think he's working with the shredder.
He's our only key
to tracking down the technodrome.
Well, I can see what my computer turns up.
Put that back, Raphael!
Where do you plug this thing in?
Splinter, why don't you rest in the bedroom.
The rest of you, try to stay out of trouble.
Roger, April.
You promise?
ALL: We promise, April.
Why is it I don't quite believe you guys?
Wonder if there's anything to eat
in this joint.
Rock! Instant pizza!
[CHOMP]
Let's see if the newsroom files
have anything on this guy.
April, this is vern at the studio.
Where are you?
You're due in 10 minutes for the broadcast.
Got him!
April, this is vern. Where are you?
What's happening with your story? Call me.
"Essence of jelly bean bubble bath.
Add one capful to running water."
Hmm. One capful, huh?
Hey, team, I--
ay ay ay!
Leonardo, what are you doing?
Target practice.
Aah!
Uh...Pizza's ready.
Yee-haw!
[COUGHS] I thought I told you guys
to stay out of trouble!
We aren't in any trouble.
That's what you think.
Here. I found Baxter stockman's address.
Why don't you go there and do some damage?
[SIGHS] There. It's done,
and I'm leaving.
Don't you wish to see the fruits of your labor?
Ohh, no. I'm tired.
I haven't slept all night.
Very well. Go.
He knows too much.
Put him out of the way.
Take the turtle-seeking cycle.
April sure was mad.
Oh, well. You know women.
No, we don't.
She's the first one we ever met.
Stick to business.
We got to find this Baxter stockman person.
I hope he hasn't had time
to build any more of those little machines.
Now, my children,
seek out hamato yoshi, the 4 turtles,
and that newswoman April o'Neil.
Destroy them all.
Ahh! It feels so good to be so bad.
Oh, what do you want now?
Time to take out the garbage.
You're no match for Michelangelo,
master of the manriki gusari. Ha ha!
And you are no match for Raphael,
master of the manhole cover!
Heh! What a sucker.
Ok, bub, let's chat.
You want to clue us in on what this is?
It's the remote control for my mousers.
Do you have any more of these mousers?
No, but the shredder has-- hundreds of them.
And where is the shredder now?
I'll never talk.
You'd better,
or else I'm gonna get...Sarcastic.
He's in an old mansion on green street near tenth.
He's got a master control
for all the mousers there. [GASPS]
See? Nothing beats cutting wit.
Green street's all the way downtown.
Yeah, how are we gonna get there in time?
Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?
Beam generators, frequency tracers...
You know,
we could really use some of this junk.
Gee, Michelangelo,
I didn't know you could drive.
Ha! I can't!
Cowabunga!
Uh, guys, has it occurred to you
just how easily those mousers found splinter?
So what?
So, if there are hundreds of them now...
ALL: April and splinter!
[SIGHS] There.
It's nice to have a little peace and quiet.
[RUMBLING]
Splinter!
Splinter, wake up!
What's the matter, April?
I think something's trying
to eat this apartment!
Sorry, you must have the wrong apartment!
We must arm ourselves.
Hyah!
I fear we're about to join our ancestors, April.
It's been swell knowing you, splinter.
Outta my way, big mouth!
Fore!
I don't like the sound of that one bit.
[RUMBLING]
The ropes!
Boy, they sure don't build 'em
like they used to.
Well, what are we hanging around here for?
Let's go find the shredder.
There's the mansion, just like stockman said.
So, what do we do now?
With the equipment in the van,
I can make this thing powerful enough
to control all the mousers,
but it won't do any good
unless we shut down the master control
in that old dump.
Somebody's gonna have to get in there
and put it out of commission.
Come on, troops. Let's do it.
Hang one.
One turtle has a better chance than three.
Well, have a fun. Drop us a line
if anything interesting happens.
You could have tried to talk me out of it, you know.
[GRUNTS]
Now to find the master control.
Not so fast, turtle boy.
So, they're all here.
Ha ha ha!
Time to give my mousers new orders.
[STRUGGLING]
This is stupid.
There's gotta be some way out of these ropes.
[STRUGGLING]
Waah! Uhh!
Of course, I could be wrong.
Oh, swell.
Another 1,000 mouths to feed.
I just hope Michelangelo
managed to shut down the master control.
Uhh! Now all I have to do is--
don't move.
Don't move.
Huh?
That Michelangelo. Remind me
to give him a stern talking-to...
If we survive this.
Whoa! I've heard of going out of your skull,
but you take the cake.
Listen to me.
The room with the master control
is one flight up.
Go there and destroy it.
Wait a minute.
Why should I believe a talking brain?
There's no time to argue.
Your friends are in danger.
Hurry!
I'd say this was hopeless,
but that's too optimistic.
Farewell, accursed hamato yoshi.
Heads up, shredder.
Oh, big man with a gun.
Come on! Fight like a turtle.
Ha ha ha! Missed me by a mile.
You impudent idiot!
Come on, chrome dome,
hit me with your best shot.
You bet I will.
Oh, no!
You'll pay for that.
Will you take an I.O.U.?
Michelangelo did it!
All right!
Let's give these little creeps
some new marching orders.
Oh, no!
[BOOM]
Hmm. Guess they must've hit a gas main.
That's the end of the mousers.
Yes, but what about Michelangelo?
APRIL: Michelangelo!
Where are you?
If anything's happened to that little twerp, I'll--
oh, no!
Michelangelo, say something.
Say something.
I just love hide-and-seek, don't you?
Well, guess what?
The technodrome's long gone.
That shredder's getting to be
a real pain in the tail.
We need some way to track him.
That van's full of all sorts
of surveillance gear.
If we could rig it up somehow...
You know what I saw in that old house?
It was this humongous brain!
It had a mouth and eyes, and it talked to me!
A talking brain, huh?
Yeah. Weird, huh?
Michelangelo, I do believe
you've finally had one pizza too many.
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