All language subtitles for Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2003) - S04E22 - Tale of Master Yoshi [1080p DVDRip Upscale][SX]

Leonardo: Honor, integrity,
Bushido, these were the ideals

that drove Master Splinter's
beloved master, Hamato Yoshi.

He had traveled far to reach
this castle fortress

only to find four Foot elite
warriors barring his way.

But 4 or 400, it mattered not,
for on this particular night,

Yoshi was driven by a
powerful force unfamiliar to him...

hatred.

[ grunting ]

Hatred that burned so bright,
it threatened to destroy him.

Hatred born out
of the need for revenge.

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Turtles, count it off!

1, 2, 3, 4!

- ♪ Turtles!
- ♪ Mutant chain reaction

- ♪ Turtles!
- ♪ Never let us down

- ♪ Turtles!
- ♪ Ninjutsu action

- ♪ Turtles!
- ♪ It's a shell of a town

Turtles, count it off!

- One!
- ♪ Leonardo's always
in control ♪

- Two!
- ♪ The wiseguy
is Michelangelo ♪

- Three!
- ♪ Donatello,
he's the brains
of the bunch ♪

- Four!
- ♪ Count on Raphael
to throw the first punch ♪

- ♪ I love bein'
- ♪ I love bein'

♪ I love bein' a turtle

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

- Turtles, count it off!
- 1, 2, 3, 4!

- ♪ Turtles!
- ♪ There's no one better

- ♪ Turtles!
- ♪ Watch out for Shredder

- ♪ Turtles!
- ♪ They're like no others

- ♪ Turtles!
- ♪ Those teenage brothers

- 1, 2, 3, 4!
- 1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

[ echoing ]
♪ Turtles, Turtles

Donatello, you okay?

I thought I was
grounding that terminal,

but instead
I shorted it out.

Sorry, Mikey, but I'm afraid
the entertainment system

isn't going operational tonight.

No. No!
I need my TV time!

I--I can't go on
without it.

Please, somebody
put me out of my misery.

You mean
our misery, Mikey.

Don't mind if I do.

[ chuckles ][ clears throat ]

Raphael.

That is enough work
for one day, my sons.

But Master,
what are we going to do?

No TV, no video games?

How did people
ever survive

in such
a nightmare world?

Before TV and video games, people
survived quite well, Michelangelo,

perhaps even better.

They told stories, and I think
we should do just that, tell stories.

Ugh.

Who wants to begin?

Hey, maybe Leo could tell us
about his time with the Ancient One.

Yeah, Leo, let's hear
about the Ancient One.

I want to hear
all about the new ways

you learned to kick butt.

Well, I wouldn't know
where to start.

But the Ancient One
did tell me a story

I think you guys
would want to hear,

about Master Splinter's
master, Hamato Yoshi.

Well, let's hear it.

It's a story about a girl.

A girl?
Does she kick butt?

Hush, Raphael.

Please, Leonardo,
continue.

Okay, our story
begins in Tokyo

way back
in the early 1960s.

Japan was still trying
to get back on its feet.

Mikey: After an attack
from Godzilla?

No, after its defeat
in World War II.

It wasn't uncommon
to see orphan children

in the streets begging
for food and money.

Wow, five yen.

Shh, Yoshi, let's keep it.

No, Mashimi,
that would not be right.

Yoshi.

[ grunts ]

Sir, sir.
Excuse me, sir.

You dropped your money.

What is this?

So much honesty in one
so very hungry? Hmm.

Try, as quickly
as you can

to snatch the coin from my
hand, and you may keep it.

[ laughs ]

I don't think so.

[ grunts ]

Ha, too slow, the both of--

Huh?

[ laughing ]

Such speed, a natural gift.

Come, let me buy you
something to eat.

And my friend,
too, please, sir?

All right, yes, the both of you.

Both: Ah.
[ laughing ]

Follow me. Come
along. No doddling.

And so the Ancient One
took the boys into his home

and raised them both
as if they were his own sons.

[ grunting ]

They became his students,
and he trained them

in the ways of Ninjutsu.

Year after year, they worked
hard and learned quickly.

And as they grew
into young men,

they became
closer than brothers,

best of friends who
did everything together.

They even fell in love
at the same time

with the same girl,
Tang Shen.

They were crazy about her.

Tang Shen was also an orphan
raised by the Ancient One.

Hey!
[ laughter ]

Ah. Oh.

[ laughs ]

She was beautiful,
intelligent, sweet.

Tang Shen took it upon herself
to turn the Ancient One's

house into a home.

She saw to it that
their makeshift family

was well fed
and well cared for.

And sometimes that care
even extended

to surprise visitors
to her kitchen.

Mashimi spied the intruder

and his only thought
was to exterminate it.

Mashimi, no!

But Tang Shen saw a hungry
innocent creature.

And, as always, her first
thought was to care for it.

She decided to keep
the curious rat as a pet.

Seeing that Shen had grown fond
of the hungry little visitor,

Yoshi built a home
for the newest member

of their family.

Though Tang Shen had captured
both the boys' hearts,

over time it became clear that her
heart belonged to only one of them, Yoshi.

One night, while out
enjoying the city,

the friends chanced upon
something that would change

all their lives forever.

No!

Stay away, please.

[ gasps ]

Aah!

Four against one,
have they no honor?

Let's even the odds
and set things right.

Fearlessly and unarmed,
Yoshi led Mashimi in battle

against the katana
wielding assailants,

against what they later
learned were Foot ninja.

Huh?

This was the first time
the two young men

were to put their Ninjutsu skills to
use in an actual combat situation.

[ grunting ]

That night, Mashimi
and Yoshi learned that

their Ninjutsu training
was formidable indeed.

But that was nothing
compared to the revelation

they learned about the
man they had just saved.

Huh.

[ grunts ]

Aah!

Because he wasn't a man
at all, he was an Utrom,

an Utrom called Mortu.

[ grunting ]

Mr. Mortu was
impressed by their skills

and since the young men
had seen his true nature,

he gave them a choice.

Leave now and live
with the small mystery

of what they had seen
or consider service

as a Guardian
and learn the whole story.

Ever curious, the young men
wanted to know more.

Mr. Mortu unveiled
to Yoshi and Mashimi

much of what we've come
to learn about the Utroms

and their centuries-long
conflict with the Shredder

and the Foot.

By the end of the tale,
the two young men

chose to join the
ranks of the Guardians.

But the Ancient One
was dead set against it.

No.

The Guardians
are no place for you.

You must not do this.

Yoshi, a different
destiny awaits you.

Neither of you are ready.

You need much more training.

Sensei, we are
more than ready.

In body, perhaps,
but it is your heart

and mind that still
need training, my son.

The Guardians are an
honorable force for good, Sensei.

I want to help them.

No, I forbid you
to join the Guardians.

That is my final word.

But Hamato Yoshi
and Yukio Mashimi

were not asking
for permission.

They were no longer boys.

So they started training
with Mr. Mortu and the Utroms.

Yoshi was promoted
time and time again

right up to the top rank
of Guardian Prime.

While Mashimi was passed over
time and time again.

It didn't take long
for Mashimi's

lack of advancement
to turn to jealousy.

Though his friendship
with Mashimi began to weaken,

Yoshi's bond with Tang Shen
grew stronger than ever.

But the coils of jealousy
were winding tighter

and tighter in Mashimi's soul
until something snapped.

[ thunder rumbling ]

Tang Shen!

[ gasps ]

Oh, Mashimi,
you startled me.

What--what is wrong
with you?

[ screaming ]

Tang Shen?

Tang Shen!

Oh no, Tang Shen.

That night, the Utroms
and their Tokyo headquarters

would suffer
their greatest defeat

at the hands
of one of their own.

[ rumbling ][ gasps ]

They were betrayed.

[ grunting ]

Secure all the exits.

Let none escape.

Mashimi.
You have betrayed us?

Mashimi? Why?

How dare you ask why.
You betrayed me.

We were like brothers,
but you took everything

and left me with
nothing. Nothing!

Now I take everything from you,

including your life.

Fellow Utroms, Guardians, initiate
evacuation protocol nine omega.

[ grunting ]

Guardian Hamato Yoshi!

We are leaving!

Aah!

They have eluded us.

You did not tell me
of those escape pods.

I--I was
not aware of them.

I swear on my life.

Yes. On your life.

Yoshi returned to tell
Tang Shen all that had happened

only to find out
the horrible truth.

No.

Tang Shen.

No.

No!

This is my fault.

I knew Mashimi had a
dark streak in his heart.

It is not your fault, Master,
it is Mashimi's fault,

and he shall pay
with his life.

Be careful, my son.

Vengeance is like a splinter.

It gets under your skin
and can poison your life.

But Yoshi could not listen.

He had but one thought pounding
through his entire body.

[ grunting ]

I have come for Yukio Mashimi!

Yoshi had come
to the Shredder's stronghold

to face Mashimi
and nothing would stop him.

[ grunting ]

Yukio Mashimi,
I have come for you!

Show yourself, traitor!

Mashimi.

Mashimi, I challenge you
to a duel, assassin.

A duel? Ha.

You have ignorantly stepped
into the dragon's den, Yoshi.

I have no need
to fight you alone.

We outnumber you.

You are mistaken,
Yukio Mashimi.

You stand alone.

Defeat Hamato Yoshi
and I will forgive

our humiliating retreat
from the Utrom base.

Only if you defeat Yoshi
will I let you live.

As you wish, Master.

So, Yoshi, our story
has come full circle.

It began with just
the two of us

and here it ends
with just the two of us.

This story will only end
with one of us, Mashimi.

[ grunting ]

[ grunting ]

Yoshi, forgive me.

[ grunts ]

Seize the Guardian.

We will make him lead us
to the Utrom's new home.

Yoshi was outnumbered, but he
could not allow himself to be captured.

It was time to leave.

[ grunting ]

Yoshi escaped the
Shredder this time,

but nothing in his life
would ever be the same again.

I must go, Sensei.

I know.

Despite the plans
of a foolish old man,

one must follow
one's destiny

no matter
where it leads.

Goodbye, my son.

Goodbye, father.

And so Yoshi
followed his destiny,

coming to New York
to serve and protect

the Utroms
as their Guardian Prime.

Well, little one,
I will name you Splinter

to remind me
of what I have done

and what I have
failed to do.

And together we will
remind each other

of Tang Shen,
of her beauty,

her kindness, and love.

Well, I think we all know
the rest of the story.

Wow, what
a bummer story.

Perhaps, Michelangelo,
but perhaps not.

Destiny is an
inscrutable force at best.

If not for these events,
I would never have been

brought to New York.

And the Utroms wouldn't
have had to relocate here either.

Meaning no ooze.

Meaning no us.

Yes, the fabric of fate
weaves an endless

interconnected pattern in
which we are all just threads.

I have come
to plead for the Turtles.

You must not carry out
your designs.

You are too late,
Ancient One.

We have decided.

We will judge
the Turtle's fate.

We will determine
whether they will live...

Or how they will
meet their end.