Original subtitles

Donatello: I'll try to keep this brief.

Here it goes.

Splinter was missing. We searched for him.

We found him inside the TCRI Building.

TCRI, by the way, are the same letters

on the canister of ooze that turned us into mutants.

Anyway, before we could rescue Splinter,

we got zapped to the other side of the galaxy

to the planet D'hoonib.

Awesome technology, bad timing.

- Fire! - Whoa!

We met up with this robot.

Only he wasn't really a robot.

He was a scientist whose brain accidentally fused with a robot's body.

Professor Honeycutt, now The Fugitoid,

has developed the technology for a teleportal device

which sounds like it would be our ticket home.

Except he refuses to build it

'cause these two warring alien races,

the Federation and the Triceraton Republic,

each want to use the device as their ultimate weapon to rule the universe.

So we're all on the run.

Lots of stuff blows up.

Lots of really incredible technology is used

to either restrain us, hurt us or transport us like off the galaxy.

And the Triceratons capture us.

And throw us in this gladiator arena

to try to convince Honeycutt to build his teleportal device.

We managed to break free.

and grab the Triceraton Prime Leader as a hostage.

So now all we need is a brilliant plan of escape.

Suggestions, anyone?

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

Turtles, count it off!

1, 2, 3, 4!

- ♪ Turtles! ♪ - ♪ Mutant chain reaction ♪

- ♪ Turtles! ♪ - ♪ Livin' underground ♪

- ♪ Turtles! ♪ - ♪ Ninjutsu 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 ♪

For those of you just joining us,

you're witnessing the greatest upset in Tri Sports history!

That's right, Raz!

Four off-worlders have just taken

our beloved Prime Leader Zanramon hostage!

Drop the hardware!

Or your Prime Leader's lizard cutlets!

Do...

Do as he says!

Announcer: You know, it's not every day four off-worlders

can bring a glorious Triceraton empire straight to its knees.

You've really got to admire their spunk!

So what do you think, Ted?

Will they call for a time out and make demands?

Or go straight for the win with a hostile overthrow of the regime?

So what do we do now, fearless leader?

I don't know.

I'm trying to think through all that racket overhead.

Well, you know, Raz, this is clutch time.

The deciding moment...

That help?

Actually, yes.

Okay, let's try this.

Professor Honeycutt, take us to your lab.

Prime Leader, you're coming with us.

Everyone else stay put and don't move a muscle.

Call off your goons now!

Hold your fire and pull back!

Which way to the lab?

Well, there are actually several routes.

The Triceraton home world with its interconnected network

of asteroid cities is a bit of a maze really.

Show us the fastest way, Spike, now!

As you wish.

( shouting )

You wanted fast, didn't you?

I got your fast right here!

Mikey, give me a hand welding the doors and hatches shut.

Don, help Professor Honeycutt gather up everything he needs

to construct his teleportal.

- You got it! - Uh-huh.

Raph, you got guard duty.

Yeah, whatever.

Excuse me, Leonardo.

You don't actually intend for me

to build the teleportal, do you?

It may be the only way to solve the problem.

But if I'm captured,

the knowledge will surely fall into the wrong hands.

You can use it to transport yourself and the device

somewhere the Federation and Triceratons can't follow.

Like earth, for instance.

If you don't build the teleportal,

we'll never get home to rescue Master Splinter.

Yes, by all means, help your friends.

Build the teleportal.

You keep out of this.

The danger will always exist

whether or not you build the teleportal.

What's to stop them from ripping apart your robot body

and downloading all the data from your brain?

Slag! Why didn't I think of that?

Good one, Don!

I'm sorry.

Yes, I see.

I'm afraid the only sensible solution

is to blast me into scrap metal right now.

Wait! Professor, I was just saying...

I didn't mean...

Please, you're our only hope.

( sighs )

All right, but you must promise me one thing.

If all goes wrong, if it looks like we are

to be captured, then you must destroy me

so that my knowledge will never be used for evil and destruction.

It won't come to that.

But if it does come to that,

will you swear on your honor to destroy me?

All: We swear.

Where's the fastest ship out of here?

Hmm, now let me think.

You four turtles and Professor Honeycutt

will have to make your escape in my personal cruiser.

It's in my private space dock hangar.

You heard the Prime Leader.

Get the strike team in position now!

We'll be waiting for them.

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

My ship is in the next bay.

( clatters )

Guys, get down! It's a trap!

( grunting )

Mikey, fire overhead!

- Look out! - Out of the way!

Order your troops to stand down now!

Stand down! I order you...

( screams )

You fools! You hit the Prime Leader!

What about our hostage?

No time. Leave him!

Prime Leader, are you all right?

Please forgive us.

Slag brains! Stop them!

Don't let them take my cruiser!

Mr. Sulu! Ahead, warp factor--

Knock it off, Mikey!

Isn't it fortuitous that my robot body

comes equipped with a piloting program?

( shouting )

Yes, well, perhaps a few upgrades would be in order.

Looks like someone doesn't want us to leave.

Ah, yes, let's see.

Evasive maneuver subdirectory.

Accessing files now.

Hang on, my friends!

Yahoo!

Strike one!

Strike two!

( shouts )

Strike three! You're outta there!

Well, gentlemen,

it should be fairly smooth sailing from this point.

Unless, of course, we happen to run into

the entire Triceraton Space Fleet.

Attention, Professor Honeycutt.

This is Commander Mozar.

Return at once to the Triceraton home world,

or face the wrath of the Republic's fiercest warriors.

Can't say I'm happy with our choices.

What? They're blasting straight for us!

They must be insane.

After them!

Master Splinter always says

there is no greater weapon than the unexpected.

Hmm, I really must meet this Master Splinter someday.

( explosion )

We ain't out of the woods yet!

Better get the shield up and running.

Oh, yeah!

Don't get cocky, kid.

Feeling confident in your piloting skills?

Oh, yes, rather.

Good.

Let's try to lose them in that asteroid field.

Well, gentlemen, I'd say the difficult part is over.

Oh, my.

And the really difficult part is just beginning.

Hello, Professor Honeycutt.

I believe you have something that belongs to me.

Or should I say you are something that belongs to me!

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

Did you really think the Federation would give up

its most valuable scientific mind without a fight?

They want a fight?

Let's show 'em where they can find one!

I want that Fugitoid alive!

Do you hear me? Alive!

Yes, General.

( shouting )

I think it's time our friends get reacquainted.

Mozar!

What are your troops doing in this neutral sector?

I could ask you the same question, General!

We can't avoid them forever.

We don't need forever.

Just enough time for you and Professor Honeycutt to build that teleportal!

Hmm, that planetoid should provide an ideal spot

to construct the teleportal device.

You wouldn't be hunting down a certain Fugitoid

who recently escaped from your home world, would you?

How did you know Honeycutt escaped?

You think we don't get Triceraton gladiators on D'hoonib?

It's our number one rated show.

Wait!

How did you know The Fugitoid is Honeycutt?

Why don't you ask your trusted aide?

Lonae?

Lonae!

Seize her!

You fellows will need atmosphere suits

to work outside the ship.

Fortunately, the Prime Leader's cruiser is stocked

with special form-fitting suits that can configure

to a multitude of alien anatomies.

Unfortunately, there's only three of them.

( laughing )

Commander Mozar, I order you to cease this unprovoked act

of Triceraton aggression at once!

I don't take orders from Federation slime, General Blanque!

Commander, we have traced the warp vector pattern

of the Fugitoid's cruiser to the Agaram Sector.

Troops are on their way to apprehend them now!

Thank you, Commander Mozar, for your assistance in this matter.

The Federation will handle it from here.

Not if the Triceratons get there first!

Guys, I'm picking up massive energy signals on the scanner!

Looks like the Federation and Triceraton fighters are headed our way!

We need more time!

You'll have to stall them.

- How? - Just keep them talking.

Anything to stall them from attacking.

Hope this thing has three-way calling.

( beeps )

General Blanque! Commander Mozar!

I am Leonardo of the planet earth!

I demand an immediate cease fire!

And why should we agree to your demand, earthling?

Because if you blow us up, you'll blow up Professor Honeycutt along with us.

Then nobody gets the teleportal.

However, we'll give up The Fugitoid for a price.

We will?

I'm trying to allstay for imetay.

But first, we'll need to broker a truce

between the Federation and the Triceratons.

We want assurances that neither side will use

the teleportal technology for destructive purposes.

- Agreed. - Agreed.

- Huh? - Huh?

Wait! Don't you guys want to like argue about it some more?

No.

The Triceraton Republic is eager to settle this matter peacefully.

Once we have the teleportal,

we hit the Federation with everything we've got.

The Federation is equally eager to avoid unnecessary conflict.

Once we have the teleportal, we hit the Triceratons

with everything we've got.

- Now bring us The Fugitoid! - Now bring us The Fugitoid!

Uh, okay, but first we'll need to finalize your agreement.

In writing, of course.

That is, once we can determine a neutral meeting place

mutually acceptable to both sides.

Naturally, the Federation will require assurances

of non-aggression from the Triceratons.

Prepare to attack.

We Triceratons have always honored our treaties.

Prepare to attack.

It is the Federation who must provide assurances

of non-aggression.

Are you accusing us of treachery, lizard?

You Federation slime didn't force 150 planets

under your rule by acting honorably!

Well, maybe if you Triceraton buffoons hadn't managed

to blow up your own home world,

you wouldn't be living on a bunch of floating rock fragments!

Hairless ape!

Overgrown lizard!

This is better than a daytime talk show.

How are we doing out there, Professor?

Did we buy enough time?

I'm gonna say...

No.

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

( shouting )

Come on! Let's move!

Fed fighters at 12:00!

This is an outrage!

It just goes to prove the Federation can't be trusted!

Tri fighters at 12:00!

It seems the Triceratons aren't to be trusted either!

Hey, at least we got 'em to agree on something.

Victory!

Get that Fugitoid!

Move, move!

Please tell me you're ready, Don!

We're ready!

But it hasn't been tested yet.

No time like the present!

Fugitoid sighted!

Move in! I repeat, move in!

Hurry up! Everyone get inside!

( powering up )

( power fails )

I'm guessing it's not supposed to do that.

Gee, you think?

Everyone, back to the ship!

Back inside!

The capsule won't hold much longer.

Oh, dear.

( shouting )

I'm afraid we have no choice now.

You fellows must destroy me and the knowledge I possess.

This is an EMP failsafe control.

It will overload all my circuitry

and wipe out my entire memory core.

If you don't destroy me now,

a weapon of ultimate destruction

will fall into the hands of lunatics who will not hesitate to use it.

I... I can't.

You swore on your honor!

( groaning )

But how can this be?

My teleportal didn't work!

Well, somebody's did!

This feels kind of familiar.

Yeah, and I didn't like it the first time!

( theme music playing )