Original subtitles

Today's forecast?

Partly cloudy with a possible chance of... alien invasion!

That's right.

Our old pals, the Triceratons,

decided to pay a little visit to planet Earth.

The nasty horn heads came halfway across the universe

for just one thing.

Professor Honeycutt, a.k.a. the Fugitoid.

Remember him?

He hitched a ride back to Earth with us

on our transmat whoosh across the galaxy.

But he left months ago.

And the Triceratons are tearing up the planet looking for him.

We tried to stop 'em, but they managed to capture Donatello.

So we... ( clears throat )

borrowed a ship and headed for the Triceraton home world.

And it looks like nothing's gonna stop us from rescuing Donny.

Well, except maybe a bunch

of seriously ticked-off Triceratons!

♪ 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 ♪

Um, yo, we're surrounded.

Attack left on my signal.

No need to attack, my friends.

Much as I would enjoy the rematch.

Traximus? No way!

Welcome to the Triceraton rebellion.

Rebellion? No way.

Allow me to introduce a small part of my ever growing rebel army.

Hey, I know those guys!

Looks like somebody brought back a few recruits

from the Battle Nexus Tournament.

Just like he said he would.

Me? I just had to settle for bringing back...

the championship trophy.

I thought we agreed you weren't gonna do that anymore.

Ow!

( gasps ) Oh!

Ah! Listen, you pea-brained gecko!

How many times do I have to tell you?

The Fugitoid is not on Earth!

Our brains may be small, Terrapin scum,

but our tracking equipment does not lie.

The Fugitoid's teleportation trail

leads directly to your planet.

He was on Earth, but he's not there anymore.

Then where is he?

I-- I can't tell you that!

Can't or won't?

Very well.

We pea-brained geckos will just have to extract the information

from your oversized Terrapin brain.

Oh! Oh!

( grunting )

Struggle all you want, fool!

There is no resisting the Triceraton Mind Probe!

Man, you got some horse, Traximus.

Putting your rebel base right under the Prime Leader's nose.

Zanramon is too focused on his insane war against the Federation

to notice us.

He has driven the Triceraton Republic

to the brink of destruction.

That is why he must be overthrown.

Can't you just hold a recall election?

Aha! Thanks, pal!

You just saved me the trouble of doing it myself.

You remember Monza Ram

and his Triceraton All-Stars.

Didn't we open a major can of butt-kick

on you guys in the Tri-Sports Arena?

Of course, that was nothing compared

to my unprecedented victory in the Battle Nexus Championship!

( laughs )

Uh-huh, uh-huh, who's that?

Is it possible your brother has grown even more annoying

since last we met?

It's a rare gift.

Yeah, and I wish we could exchange it.

So, Traximus,

do you think your troops can help us spring Donatello?

Monza Ram and Aiya will assist you.

But beware.

The Prime Leader has sworn a personal vengeance on you turtles.

What exactly did you do to him?

Other than take him hostage?

Get him blasted by his own troops?

Steal his space cruiser and get it blown to atoms

all while escaping with the Fugitoid?

Not much.

( groaning )

Master Splinter!

( gasps )

Donatello, my son.

I am with you.

I am with you.

I am with you.

Impossible! No one has ever resisted a mind probe!

Clearly, the Earth creature has something to hide.

But we have other methods of making him talk.

I'll never tell you anything!

Not even to save your miserable brothers?

( gasps )

Oh, yes, we know they are in the same city

where we apprehended you.

Attention, people of Earth!

Since you persist in your defiance

by not giving up the Fugitoid,

we will continue to remove your cities from the planet

and take them apart bit by bit

until we find him.

Starting with this densely populated island metropolis.

Run!

Run!

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

( screaming )

Your brothers are down there.

Tell me where the Fugitoid is

and I won't have them hunted down and destroyed!

Remind me again why we're walking through the stinkin' sewers.

Because the guys weren't back at the park.

We can't contact them without a shell cell.

Heading back to the lair is the only thing that makes sense.

Yeah, well, I think... Huh?

I think-- I think we ought to run!

Something tells me it's gonna take a while to get back to the lair.

Still no sign of the turtles, but we've ID'd two of their associates.

Shadow them.

We need to follow every possible lead to the Fugitoid.

Look, my agents are closing in.

But you need to handle the Triceratons.

We had a deal, remember?

Well, it's a little hard to hold up my end of the bargain

when they're slicing New York off the face of the planet.

Earth will need to get to a monitor station

and determine where they're holding your brother.

We'll make our way through the sewers.

Sewers! Never fails.

So I still don't understand.

How does a Triceraton All-Star like you

end up fighting for the rebellion?

Zanramon had the entire team imprisoned

after our humiliating defeat at your hands.

Traximus helped us escape.

Now my allegiance is only to him.

Hey, speaking of humiliating defeats,

did I happen to mention I'm a Battle Nexus champion?

Ah!

Ow! Et tu, Leo?

Sector Zak, all clear.

Sector Rez, all clear.

Sector Narzom, all clear.

Sector right in front of your noses, not clear!

( grunts )

We came, we saw, we kicked some shell.

Yes, but it won't be long

before they realize the security system has been breached.

We'll need to work fast.

Wait! Go back!

( beeping )

The good news is your brother is on this base.

The bad news is he's with the Prime Leader in the Throne Room.

Can you get us in?

Perhaps, if we can overcome a few obstacles.

( buzzing )

Um, would one of those obstacles

be a bunch of heavily armed guards?

Wait! Stop!

I'm telling you, the Fugitoid is not on Earth!

And why should we believe you?

Can't you just scan

for his positronic energy signature or something?

( laughter )

What kind of fools do you take us for?

Positronic energy signatures are as common as space dust.

Not on Earth. Our technology isn't advanced enough.

What? Why was I not informed of this?

Well, naturally, we just assumed.

We Triceratons assume nothing except victory!

Initiate positronic energy scan now!

Yes, Prime Leader.

This had better not be one of your Terrapin tricks.

A way to stall for time, perhaps,

while your brothers commit some act of sabotage.

My brothers? Are you kidding?

They wouldn't be caught dead in this place.

Prime Leader! Excuse the interruption.

But these spies were caught attempting to take over a security post.

Wouldn't be caught dead in this place, eh?

Well, they have been caught!

And now they will be exterminated.

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

You four will now answer for all the crimes

you have committed against the Triceraton Republic!

And don't think I've forgotten about my space cruiser.

Excuse me, Prime Leader.

But would it not be best to prolong their agony

in your private torture chamber?

Ah, excellent suggestion, guard.

Make it so.

Yes, sir! ( laughs )

Well, guys, if this is your idea of a rescue, it's pretty lame.

Huh?

You were saying?

Donatello: Monza Ram!

Okay. Open mouth, insert foot.

Come. We must get you to an escape ship.

We've scanned half the planet, sir.

Not one positronic energy signature.

Maybe the Terrapin was telling the truth.

No! The Fugitoid must be here!

He has to be here!

Sir, three Terrapin creatures,

an unknown alien and one of our own attacked us

and stole my uniform.

What? Seal off the base!

Do not let those creatures escape!

All units, full alert! All units, full alert!

We have alien intruders!

Commence Tri-base lockdown immediately!

I repeat, full alert!

Huh?

Come on!

Hey, this is the Prime Leader's ship.

Didn't we steal this once before?

And guess what. We're stealing it again.

Good luck, my friends.

Good thing we already know how to fly this thing.

Actually, the Fugitoid piloted last time. ( grunts )

Prime Leader, the, uh, the Terrapin creatures

have stolen your private space cruiser... again.

What? I just had it detailed!

Don't just stand there!

Destroy those creatures!

And tell Engineering to start building me a new cruiser!

All combat pilots to your Tri-Fighters immediately!

All pilots to Tri-Fighters immediately!

Prime Leader.

The Tri-Fighters on this base have been sabotaged!

( yells ) Deploy the Tri-bases!

I want those Terrapin terrorists vaporized!

Do you hear me? Vaporized!

Planet Earth, dead ahead!

I'm more worried about dead behind!

As in our dead behinds!

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

Sit tight and hold on to your lunches!

Hey, no fair! It must be a smart weapon!

Well, we better get smarter, 'cause it's right on our tail!

Right now, that's the least of our problems!

Whoa!

Prime Leader, the planetary scan is complete.

Negative on all positronic energy signatures.

The Fugitoid is not on Earth?

Then this entire invasion

has been a colossal waste of time and resources!

The High Council will not be pleased.

I'm the High Council!

Besides, I can still save face

with the destruction of those Terrapin creatures.

Can't you do anything to shake those things, Donny?

Don't you get it, Raph?

Those energy spheres follow us wherever we go.

So maybe it's time to start using that to our advantage.

Right!

Special delivery!

Way to go, Donny!

How'd you know that was gonna work like that?

Actually, I didn't.

( yelling )

Why can't anything go right?

Actually, sir, our planetary scan

picked up another teleportation trail.

One leading away from Earth.

Apparently, the Fugitoid was on the planet briefly,

then teleported off.

Then perhaps our search has not been in vain.

Quickly. Plot a course to follow that trail at once.

Alert all ships.

We're leaving this miserable backwater planet.

So the horn heads are packing it in.

Looks like we saved the earth from the alien invasion.

Awesome! We'll get a hero's welcome!

Dinner with the president! A made-for-TV movie!

Or we could just continue hiding in the sewers

and let someone else grab the glory.

Look on the bright side.

We got a cool spaceship out of the deal.

And, more importantly, this whole Fugitoid crisis is finally over.

Oh, dear, am I too late?