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♪ 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 ♪
♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪ 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 ♪
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♪ Heroes in a half shell ♪
♪ Turtle power ♪
We've got to sneak inside somehow.
Uh, the boss said to steal this equipment.
We've got to pick the lock.
Here. Allow me.
The boss said to steal all the money in the vault.
How are we supposed to open it?
That's the boss' problem.
The boss said to steal some cars.
Police are baffled by the crimes,
each of which required superhuman strength to commit.
Whoa, dudes, it would be, like, totally awesome
to be that strong.
We've got our brains and our ninja skills.
But a little extra muscle wouldn't hurt.
We can outsmart all that muscle.
Are you willing to try?
That does it.
We're taking it to the streets.
Yeah. All right!
A wide variety of crimes have been committed
by these brawny burglars,
and one thing is certain:
nothing is safe
from these super-strong criminals.
Brawny burglars, huh?
Casey Jones will show 'em.
Even the strongest man alive
must obey the law.
Uh, exactly what are we doing here, compadres?
If we're gonna look for strong men,
the best place to start is a gym,
like that one.
"No Sweat Gym."
Maybe that's where those burglars
are hanging out, Donatello.
Nah. That's a place where people show off, not work out.
What about that place?
"Air Head's House of Pecs"?
Whoa. Bodacious biceps.
Yeah, but are they strong enough
to steal an entire vault?
Let's find out.
We need more steel for the blockbuster.
Go to the 8th Street Foundry and get some.
Something's up. Come on.
I don't believe it.
Those deltoid dudes are most musculoso.
Let's get those turkeys.
[All] Turtle Power!
Uh, hold on, guys.
This could be a big mistake.
Mistake?
If they could do that to a wall,
imagine what they could do to our heads.
For sure. And our heads are nowhere near that thick.
[Raphael] Speak for yourself.
What the heck?
I've never known you to run from a fight.
I just don't think we should go rushing in there.
Donatello's right.
They've got the brawn, but we've got the brains.
Well, I know.
We'll challenge them to a debate.
Halt, lawbreakers.
Hey! Hey!
I'll teach you to go busting into buildings.
Casey, it's us!
Hey, it's you turtles.
Yeah. And we didn't make that hole, you wacko.
Oh, no? Then what are you doing here?
We're trying to stop the guys who did that.
I'm the top gun crime fighter in this town.
I'll handle this.
I'll teach them respect for the law.
I'll give 'em a one-way ticket
to that big stone motel.
We got to get rid of Casey
before he creates some serious trouble.
I've got an idea.
Look, Casey! That man down the street!
Isn't he jaywalking?
Why, that's against the law.
Come back, miscreant.
How dare you cross in the middle of the street.
There goes one wacked-out citizen.
Yeah, well, never mind him.
Let's put a stop to those muscle-bound goons.
[Donatello] I still think this is a bad idea.
Quickly. The boss needs more steel.
Forget it, guys!
You won't steal any more steel tonight.
It will take more than you weaklings
to stop us.
Hyah! Hyah!
Boy, talk about rock-hard muscles.
Hyah!
Here. Catch.
Whoa! Whoa!
Come on. Let's get those turkeys. Uh-oh.
Let's go to Plan B!
Oh, we're never gonna stop 'em this way.
They're too strong.
[grunting]
Look out!
Come on. Those wimpy boneheads
won't bother us anymore.
Uh...I feel like the roof fell in.
What a colorful figure of speech.
Those dudes have radical rhomboids.
How are we ever gonna beat 'em?
Don't sweat it, Michelangelo.
We'll figure out something before this episode is over.
Our only chance is to make ourselves as strong as they are.
Yeah, right. How many gyms do you know
that let mutant turtles join up?
I could probably build us a muscle-making gadget.
Better yet, I'll just think positive,
and maybe something will turn up.
[Turtlecom warbles]
Hey, guys. I know this seems strange,
but there's a crate for you here at Channel 6.
It seems to be some kind of exercise machine.
Never underestimate the power of positive Turtle thinking.
It was just delivered a short time ago.
"To the city's number one crime fighters,
compliments of Wally Air Head."
All right. Now we can pump some iron,
build our muscles,
and really take on those Mr. Universe bad guys.
Hold on. Isn't Wally Air Head
the guy who runs Air Head's House of Pecs?
That's right. He has his own fitness show here on Channel 6.
And didn't we just follow those two goons
from his gym?
Who cares?
Don't look a gift muscle-maker in the mouth.
There's something suspicious about this.
Why is Air Head doing us any favors?
Chill out, dude. Maybe he's a fan.
Or maybe it's a trap.
Well, I say we start pumping up
so we can show those muscle-bound meatheads
what Turtles are made of.
We don't need more muscle.
We need our ninja skill and cunning.
Leonardo is right, my students.
The brain is still the most powerful muscle in the body.
You may learn that lesson yet,
the hard way.
Well, you guys can pump up if you want to.
Me, I'm gonna go practice my ninja skills.
Jeez, what a wet blanket.
Okay, just do it.
Come on, dudes, start hurting.
Come on, feel the burn.
Ah, no pain, no gain.
Uhh.
Uh-oh. What the heck?
Whoa! ¿Qué pasa?
Ay-ya!
Hey! Let go of me!
Aah!
Whoa! This isn't the kind of exercise
I had in mind, dudes.
Whoa!
Donatello? Raphael?
Michelangelo?
Well, now where have they gone to?
I hope they didn't get too carried away.
Cowabunga!
Whoa! Whoa!
Do you get the feeling
this thing knows where it's going?
I don't know. Why do you ask?
Oh, just call it a crazy hunch.
Bodacious! Wally Air Head's gym!
Welcome, Turtles.
I have been waiting for you.
I don't understand it, Master Splinter.
They were about to start exercising,
and the next minute they were gone.
And the exercise machine along with them.
That may provide our first clue.
Wheel tracks. From the looks of it,
the machine itself carried them off.
That machine was a gift from Wally Air Head.
It's a safe bet it took them to his gym.
You must try to free them, Leonardo.
But how? If I show my face in that gym,
those muscle men will capture me in a second.
Perhaps you have already met someone this evening
who can help.
You mean-- Oh, no.
No, not Casey Jones.
I admit our crime-fighting friend
is a trifle, mmm, enthusiastic,
but he can get inside the gym.
If I recall,
he is prowling the city searching out evildoers.
Meaning?
Meaning find the lawbreaking muscle men,
and you will find Casey.
So much for exercise being good for you.
I thought there were supposed to be four Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
No matter. It's time for my dose of Strongium 90.
How invigorating.
I suppose you are wondering why I invited you here.
Invited?
Try turtle-napped, bub.
You might think
I am just another incredibly developed mass of muscles.
I have achieved my superhuman physique
through scientific methods.
By synthesizing various strength-giving elements,
I have created an army of super strongmen.
Now I wish to isolate the essence of your Turtle powers
so I may add it to my arsenal of strength.
Combined with your super-hard shells and ninja discipline,
we would be invincible.
But first I must discover
the limits of your conditioning.
Gentlemen, it's time to work out.
Come on. Put some life into it.
You're flabby and out of shape.
You have no muscle tone.
You pathetic little reptiles.
Well, we wanted to get in shape.
Oh, when will I learn to keep my yap shut?
Hans, Fitz, come with me.
I'll be back.
We need oil for the blockbuster.
Go steal a few storage tanks.
Right, Wally.
Halt, lawbreakers.
Destruction of private property
and breaking and entering.
You will pay dearly for this.
Let go of me.
Listen, those guys already kicked our shells tonight,
and they kidnapped the other Turtles.
So? Can I help it if you guys are wimps?
Casey, they're too strong.
You can't fight 'em head-on.
I need you to infiltrate the gym.
We've got to free my fellow Turtles.
Well... okay, I'll help you.
Great.
Hello. I am Wally Air Head.
Welcome to another edition of Pump Yourself Up,
the fitness show that turns miserable weaklings like you
into magnificent mounds of muscle like me.
Why are we wasting time watching reruns
when there are criminals loose on the streets?
Because we've got to use our brains
to stop this guy,
and that means learning as much about him as we can.
Okay, here's everything the newsroom files have on the guy.
Who's this?
That's Wally Air Head six months ago.
What? What?
How could anybody develop that much muscle
in only six months?
That's enough for now.
I'll be back after this commercial.
According to this, Wally Air Head was once
a brilliant but scrawny biologist,
specializing in the effects of certain rays on human strength.
That's it. He must have invented some special ray
to make him and his goons super-strong.
Casey, we've got to get you inside that gym.
Now what? Do we rip the joint up?
No. You just go in
and sign up for an exercise course.
Then try and find out where they're holding the Turtles.
Piece of cake.
And remember, no losing your temper.
Me?
I'm just a mild-mannered public-minded citizen.
What do you want, string bean?
String bean? Why, I oughta--
You ought to what?
Never mind.
I want to sign up for a class.
Okay, cheeseball, make a muscle.
Here. What do you think?
Ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha!
You call that a muscle?
Now this is a muscle,
you underdeveloped wimp.
Okay. This time, I've had it.
Shut up and start working out.
First destroying private property,
now public humiliation.
I'm not forgetting this guy.
Come on. Put your backs into it.
Show a little moxie.
You've only been at it for three hours.
What's happening with Wally?
Time for another dose of Strongium 90.
Much better.
Keep at it, you shell-backs.
No slacking. I'll be back.
It pains me to say it, but Leonardo was right.
Instead of worrying about our muscles,
we should have used our brains.
And I'm gonna start using mine right now.
[Wally] Hans, I need your help with the blockbuster.
[door opens, closes]
Did you seem how weak Wally seemed for a moment?
These goons must be getting their strength from this ray.
If only I could get to it somehow.
Yeah. We got to get mobile again.
I know. I'll think positive again,
and somebody will rescue us.
There you guys are.
I don't believe it.
Believe it, dude.
I'll have you free in a jiffy,
and then we can do some serious damage.
No. Wait. I have a plan.
Raphael, find me a flashlight.
Why? It's plenty bright in here.
Just do it, okay?
Okay, okay. Keep your shell on.
What in the world?
In a few minutes,
my blockbuster will be ready
to make its debut,
and then the city will bow down
before the great Wally Air Head.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
So that's what they've been stealing all that stuff for.
[Michelangelo] Holy guacamole!
What is that thing?
It's definitely not the welcome wagon.
Whatever it is, let's demolish it.
[Raphael] Cool it, Casey.
Those muscle men will demolish us first.
I have a plan.
Raphael, where is that flashlight?
Here. Lighten up.
Those goons need regular doses of this ray
to keep their strength up.
If my guess is right,
they'll all drop by to recharge themselves
before they take that big machine out.
So? Why not just bust the darn thing to pieces?
Now that idea I like!
Cool it, Casey.
We want them to think
they've been zapped by the ray.
It's part of the plan.
It is? That's right.
Do you understand any of this, Case?
Uh, Casey?
He split!
[Casey] Halt, you criminal fiends.
Oh, boy.
I charge you with intent to commit illegal activities
with a giant boxing glove.
Casey, no!
Stop that little pipsqueak.
Come on, Casey, let's get out of here.
[grunting] [grunting]
Oh, no! Not again!
Whoa! Whoa!
They won't bother us anymore.
And the blockbuster is ready. Let's go.
No. Wait.
First we must power up on Strongium 90.
Fitz, take this.
You know what to do with it.
Oh, my gosh. What's that thing?
This bears some investigating.
[groaning]
Donatello, are you hurt?
Nothing that two weeks in traction wouldn't cure.
I swear, if I have one more roof dropped on my head,
I am sitting out the rest of this episode.
So, like, what happened to the humongous gizmo?
They wheeled it out into the streets.
Come on. We'd better follow 'em.
We must test the blockbuster
to make sure it works.
Now to deliver the blockbuster punch!
I have to tell you, this is not helping
to ease our overcrowded living conditions.
We've got to put these criminals out of business
before they do any more damage.
After them!
[Turtles] Let's Turtlize 'em!
Hey, you!
What do you mean, breaking in here?
Ha ha. Forget what I said.
What can I do for you?
You'd better put this on the air now,
or I'll turn you into a pretzel.
Well, since you asked so nicely.
Hello, puny people.
This is Wally Air Head speaking.
He could knock down the entire city with that thing.
Yes, but why? What's he up to?
I think we're about to find out, amigos.
Check it out.
You have my final offer.
If the city doesn't pay me $500 million in cash
in the next 15 minutes,
I will demolish every building in the city,
starting with the Supreme Court.
I'll be back.
That does it.
These weightlifting wrongdoers
must be brought to justice.
But how? Every time we've gone up against them,
they've kicked our shells!
Not this time, Leonardo.
I've got a plan.
You do? Well, tell us what it is.
If my calculations are correct,
in about five minutes,
we should be able to stop those guys.
If they don't bring the money in ten minutes,
this building will be history.
You're the one who's gonna be history, Air Head!
So you haven't had enough yet, eh?
Uh... What?
I suddenly feel so weak.
This is not possible.
We all had the blast of Strongium 90
just a few minutes ago.
You only thought you did.
The rays you got were from an ordinary flashlight.
All right! Let's take these muscle-bound meatheads!
[Turtles] Turtle power!
Hold that pose, compadres!
Whoa! Oh!
Ow!
At last I get to do some serious damage.
Yaah!
Hey, no fair!
You're stronger than us now.
Oh, sure. It was hunky-dory
when you could drop a roof on our heads!
You've been pumping up long enough, Air Head.
Hyah! It's time you had a nice long cooling off period...
Hyah!
...in the cooler!
At last!
[creaking]
Justice is done!
Thanks for your help,
you wacky crime-fighting dude.
And I hope you've learned
that brains are worth more
than all the muscle in the world.
I sure have.
No more rushing headlong into dangerous situations for me.
You're looking at the new Casey Jones.
Hey! That man is littering!
Come back, felon!
You won't get away with that,
you lowlife lawbreaker!
Uh, is it just me,
or does the new Casey Jones
seem a lot like the old one?
Ah, poor Casey.
I don't think he'll ever change.
But I can change, dude.
and from now on, I'm gonna use my head.
Ohh!
Just some friendly advice, Michelangelo.
Whoa!
Before you use your head,
make sure it's screwed on right.
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