Original subtitles

Raphael: Even though we got beamed halfway across the galaxy,

the last couple of weeks have been business as usual,

if you're a ninja turtle.

Fire!

It's been one fight after another.

Seems everybody's fighting over the same thing:

Professor Honeycutt aka The Fugitoid.

The professor's got these plans

for a teleportal device

locked inside his robotic brain,

and we're hoping that it's gonna be our ticket home.

Some jarhead named General Blanque

wants the teleportal to deliver bombs express mail.

Ditto on the Triceratons.

And right now, they have the ball

and they're running with it.

Help! I'm being robo-napped!

We were right on their tail

when the bunker turned out to be a spaceship

and we turned out to be Triceraton prisoners.

Now, there's very few things that really tick me off.

All right, there's a bunch of things.

But the worst thing you can do is put me in a cage.

So you might say I blew our chances

to get time off for good behavior.

And as punishment, they're taking us

to some place they call The Games.

I say bring it on.

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

Turtles, count it off!

1, 2, 3, 4!

- ♪ Turtles! ♪ - ♪ Mutant chain reaction ♪

- ♪ Turtles! ♪ - ♪ Livin' underground ♪

- ♪ Turtles! ♪ - ♪ Ninjitsu action ♪

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

Turtles, count it off!

- One! - ♪ Live by the code of the martial arts ♪

- Two! - ♪ Never fight unless someone else starts ♪

- Three! - ♪ Always stick together no matter what ♪

- Four! - ♪ If all else fails, then it's time to kick butt ♪

- ♪ 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 ♪

Good morning, fellow Sorians and guest species!

Welcome once again to the Tri Sports Arena!

We got some lineup for this full day of games.

Should be quite a spectacle

for our record attendance here today, Raz.

All right, Ted.

Let's see this morning's first event.

Yeah, the alien turtles versus the Spasmasour.

It looks to be exciting.

Or over really quickly.

So this is The Games, huh?

I was hoping for something more Parcheesi-like.

( roaring )

Um, they're expecting us to fight that thing?

No. They're expecting that thing to eat us!

Well, let's see if we can give it a little indigestion!

Oh, that's gotta hurt, Raz!

Those aliens had better come up with a better tactic

or this bout is gonna be a short one.

Yowsa! I'd say this bout is just about over!

And, fans, don't forget to pick up your event program

at any of the Arena's sales kiosks.

At only 15 klecks, it's a steal.

Such a pity.

It looks as if your friends aren't going to make it.

Of course, if you were to agree

to build the teleportal device for me,

I could stop the match.

Set your friends free.

I already told you, I won't do it!

I can't!

( clears throat )

Well, then let's watch as your four friends

are torn to pieces in the Arena.

And know you could have saved them.

This one is just about over, fans.

Hang tight, bros!

Incoming!

( yelling )

Wait a minute, Raz! Wait a minute!

Those little guys are fighting back!

Do you think we hurt it?

Not enough!

The elasticity of its flesh is too resilient!

And it's really rubbery, too!

Guys, we gotta run!

No way! I never run.

Come on! Follow my lead!

Don't forget. This event is cosponsored

by Red Sam's Yum Stuff,

makers of the best meat food on a stick treat

in this galaxy or any other!

Check it out, Ted.

I didn't know the Spasmasour could move that fast!

Radar just clocked it at 97 grutons per helic!

Here comes ugly!

Now everybody, when I say jump...

jump!

Oh, that's gotta hurt!

No, that's gotta hurt.

What an upset! Unbelievable!

( cheering )

Booyah, as the boys would say.

My friends seem to have broken your statue, Prime Leader.

So sorry.

Oh!

I want those four off-worlders destroyed!

Destroyed! Do you hear me?

Turtles! Turtles! Turtles!

No, wait. I have an even better idea.

Something very cruel.

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee!

Who the turtle? Who the turtle?

The turtle be me!

Look, if it's about wrecking that big statue,

it was all his idea.

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

What a morning, sports fans!

First, the four off-worlders defeat a Spasmasour,

and now they're about to be blasted into extinction!

Not quite, Raz.

By order of Prime Leader Zanramon,

these turtles, as they're called,

will be back tonight for a last warrior standing free-for-all.

A Spasmasour is one thing, Ted,

but going up against our trained Tri gladiator champions is another!

- Aah! - Aah!

An elevator would have been nice.

Leonardo: Can't say much about the décor.

Michelangelo: Or our new roommates. Eew!

It's just another kind of prison.

Exactly, which is why we need to start figuring another way out of here.

There's only one way out, off-worlder,

and you will find it soon enough!

( laughs )

You newbies will not survive to see tomorrow's dawn.

You are slaves now like the rest of us.

The Games will be the end of us all.

Who's Mr. Sunshine?

That is Traximus, the Mighty!

Undefeated champion of The Games!

You would do well to address him with respect!

Listen up, meat!

Tonight you slaves shall have the honor

of fighting for the amusement of our beloved Prime Leader.

I want you all to die well and with much aplomb!

Do you hear me, meat?

Yes, Master Gruel.

Gruel? Nice name.

Hmm, I seem to be missing something.

Ah, yes! Practice dummies!

You four turtles will be my new dummies.

You calling me a dummy?

Wouldn't be the first time, Mikey.

( all laugh )

Silence!

You won't be laughing for long, turtles!

Shockster practice!

Remember, practice dummies, no hands!

Commence!

Look, Ma! No hands!

( yawn )

Nice moves for somebody's grandma.

I don't know.

We've fought tougher grandmas than this.

Stop! Enough!

Weapons practice with extra rations

to any gladiator that can take these four off-worlders down!

You too, slave!

( growls )

Things look pretty ugly.

That's just Mikey.

I'm afraid you must be mistaken, bro,

because I was voted

most likely to brighten any room with my smile.

Well, good luck brightening this one.

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

Don!

Anybody got a weapon I can borrow?

Special delivery for Mr. Donatello!

I got your back, Don!

Stop!

Gladiators do not help each other!

In The Games, the weak deserve no mercy!

Aah! Wrong, hornhead!

We look after our own!

Thanks, guys.

This one's mine.

Finish me. It is your right as victor.

And you would be doing this slave a favor.

( grunting )

Guards!

Take your last meal!

I hope you slave trash choke on it!

Hey, look. Gruel's serving gruel.

What is that smell?

I hope it's Gruel and not the food!

( all laugh )

There's no more food.

All gone. My apologies.

Move along!

Man, I'm so hungry,

even that yellowy slop looked good!

Eat. You will need your strength.

Yeah!

You don't have to tell me twice.

Thank you.

No. Thank you.

We have been living as slaves for so long,

I had almost forgotten

what it was like to fight with honor.

I don't mean any disrespect, Traximus,

but what's a Triceraton like you

doing locked up in here with the rest of us gladiator slime?

Because I believe in the Triceraton Republic, the real Republic.

You see, once we Triceratons

valued truth and honor above all things.

But now we have a dictatorship

that craves victory at any price.

Corruption and greed have robbed us

of all our noble warrior heritage.

I spoke out thus too often and too loudly

against our honorable Prime Leader

and soon found myself here locked away as a slave.

But you, you have reminded me of honor in battle,

and I hope to find a way to repay you.

( chewing )

Seconds would be nice!

What?

General Blanque, our scouts searched 142 sectors

before we even found a trace of the Triceraton home world,

but finally, we have them sighted.

Good! We leave at once!

If the Triceratons get The Fugitoid

to build the teleportal device,

those horned monsters will use it to destroy us!

We have to get that Fugitoid back

or die trying!

Would everyone please rise

for our glorious Prime Leader Zanramon

and the Triceraton anthem!

( cheering )

Commander, bring The Fugitoid here.

I think we would be better able to persuade him

to build us his teleportal device

if he has to witness the demise of his friends firsthand.

As you wish, Prime Leader.

All right, meat!

Prepare yourselves!

Gruel, how about some weapons here?

Weapons? Why prolong the inevitable?

Soon you will be put out of my misery.

( laughs )

Farewell. We shall not meet again.

( laughs )

I still have some friends in the Triceraton armed forces.

I managed to get these for you.

Our weapons!

Your weapons.

My babies! Daddy missed you!

Did you miss Daddy?

We owe you one.

We gladiators look after our own.

( cheering )

We who are about to fight salute you!

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

My fellow Sorians,

I am proud to lead the Triceraton Republic,

and I am also proud to give you this Day of Games!

( cheering )

Ah, Professor Honeycutt.

Just in time to enjoy the spectacle.

( gasp )

This is barbaric!

Tonight's special event shall be all gladiators

against the four terrapin off-worlders!

A fight to the death!

( cheering )

No!

Yes, unless you construct

the teleportal device for me.

No?

Then let The Games begin!

Huh?

Hey!

We will not fight!

We will no longer die to amuse the Prime Leader!

His time is at an end!

What? Guards, seize them!

No!

This is your last chance.

Build me the teleportal device

or your friends will perish!

Never!

You have sealed their fate.

Sorians, I give you

Ronzoram and his all-star warriors!

( cheering )

What a treat!

The Triceraton all-star team,

led by our reigning champion Ronzoram!

Those four off-worlders don't stand a chance!

( gong )

What a move by that off-worlder!

These shellbacks fight like...like Triceratons!

The crowd is really taking

to these hard-shelled off-worlders!

( growls )

( boos and jeers )

Live! Live! Live! Live!

Live! Live!

I don't think he's gonna let us live.

Then let's not leave it up to him.

Mikey, how about a little slingshot action?

Gotcha!

Your show's been preempted, pal!

Guards!

Drop your weapons

or you'll be looking for a new leader!

You'll never make it out of here!

You'll be shot down like dogs!

Zip it, windbag!

You're our ticket outta here!

Man, I sure hope they're all really fond of the Zanramon guy!

Really, really fond!