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( alarm bell rings )

( glass shatters )

Huh?

- What is that? - I don't know.

Quick, through here.

( grunting )

( sirens blaring )

Who are you?

Who are you, man? ( yells )

- ( sirens continue ) - ( tires screeching )

Man in cape: Who am I?

I might just be a glimmer of hope for a lost city.

I'm the guy that cops would thank

if they knew I existed, but they don't.

Who am I?

I'm Nobody.

♪ 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. ♪

Turtles: Kyah!

Kyah! Kyah!

Kyah!

- Good. Now, shuto! - All: Kyah!

- Back fist strike! - Kyah!

- Front snap kick! - Kyah!

- Upper rising block! - Kyah!

- Double-kick counter! - Kyah!

- Kyah! - Again!

- Kyah! - Kyah!

- And finish. - ( taps )

( sighing )

( groaning, panting )

Okay, I can't move.

Who wants to move?

Wake me for breakfast.

Note to self-- buy Mikey some new deodorant.

Training has concluded for tonight.

We will resume your lessons in the morning.

Time to beat the next level of "Battle Ravage"!

( laughs )

Huh?

Where'd the controllers go?

I know I left them right here.

- Hey! - Raphael: Sub-level eight.

Oh, yeah.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Obviously you've forgotten

a very important rule about video games--

I always play.

Yeah. And that's the problem, Mikey.

It's our turn.

We'll call you when there's an opening.

Yeah, say in about 10 years.

Now, move your shell.

It's no big deal, Mikey.

Come on, relax.

But how's a turtle supposed to rest

and relax with nothing to do?

Let Raph and Don have their game.

You and I can hit the rooftops.

Both: Hyah!

Whoa!

- Yeah! - Whoo!

Phew. Good workout, huh?

It was all right.

Kind of like level two on "Battle Ravage."

Hey, check it out.

Whoa.

Michelangelo: Cape, mask, dark brooding presence...

got to be a superhero.

Or some wacko. Come on.

( rope whining )

It looks like he's chasing that truck.

And doing it with some style, I might add.

Remind you of anyone?

A dark avenger on a quest for justice?

No.

( engine roars )

I don't believe it. We're being followed...

by some clown in a cape.

Not for long, we ain't.

- ( tires squealing ) - ( gunfire popping )

( tires squealing )

Hey! Hey!

Sure he doesn't remind you of anyone?

No.

Concealed identity? Casting his heroic shadow

over the city he has sworn to protect?

Relentless in his single-minded pursuit

of dangerous villains?

No.

"The Turtle Titan."

I thought it was so obvious.

What the--? There he is again.

- Let's get him. - ( tires squealing )

- Now where'd he go? - ( engine roaring )

( both gasp )

Now, what are these two supposed to be,

his sidekicks or something?

Who cares? We'll wipe 'em all out.

Yow!

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. ♪

( both gasp )

Whoa. He just saved our lives.

- ( man grunting ) - Are you all right?

Yes. The body armor deflected the shots.

Why'd you risk your life for us?

It's not your fight.

And that truck?

I need to know where it's going.

Is it that important?

Right now following that truck means everything to me.

( grunts )

You really ought to call in some backup!

I can't. This one's personal.

Okay, maybe, just maybe this guy is kind of cool.

( boat horn honks )

Guard: I'll check back. You check top.

All clear! Send him through!

- You're early. - You're late.

Our barge has been at your dock all day,

and it's only half loaded. I need to know why.

Some costume vigilante's been nosing around my plant.

I've had to take precautions.

Ruffington.

End of the line for you, pal.

( gun hammers click )

Hands behind your head and turn around.

Huh?

- ( gasps ) - Oof!

( gun hammers click )

( grunting )

Easy. It's just us.

Not that I don't appreciate the assist,

but what are you two doing here?

Michelangelo and I figured you might come here.

Hey, roaming the city at night,

I'm sure you've heard of another mighty superhero.

Mikey...

He's really good. Great, actually.

Goes by the name of "Turtle Titan."

No, sorry.

Mikey, take that stuff off.

He gets to wear his outfit.

Michelangelo...?

Aw. All right.

Party pooper.

Man's voice: Can you handle this problem or not?

That voice sounds familiar.

We're not going to tolerate any more delays.

You had better get it together, Ruffington.

Both: Hun!

Don't get your biceps in a bunch.

The other shipments will be arriving soon.

You have until dawn to finish loading our barge.

Do not disappoint us.

- ( sneers ) - ( car engine starts )

If Hun's involved, that means the Shredder is, too.

The Shredder?

Oroku Saki, the current savior of New York.

Yeah. And who's the dweeb in the vest?

His name's Ruffington. He and I go way back--

back when I used to be a New York City detective.

He claims you're still harassing him.

Ruffington's dirty. You know he is.

He's also powerful.

You don't get to be the government's

leading weapon supplier without making influential friends.

He's also selling to the black market.

- Let me prove it. - Too late.

He's thrown his weight around, so as of today...

you're off the street and reassigned to the archives.

"Overzealous cop reprimanded"?

Say goodbye to the man who just put your career on the skids.

Burying me in the department wasn't enough.

Ruffington had to destroy my life,

my reputation, and my honor.

I intend to get it all back.

Count us in.

Eh...?

( grunts )

What the heck is this thing?

A Triceraton cannon?

But it looks like Ruffington's

made a few modifications.

And he's selling these things on the street?

How difficult is it to operate?

- Easy, just-- - ( cannon hums )

( both gasp )

Huh?

What's with the costumed freaks around here?

Take them out.

( gunfire whistling )

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. ♪

You wish to see me, Master?

Hun, what is happening with your mission?

Ruffington's using his fishery to warehouse the weapons

until they're loaded onto our barge.

- Then-- - Silence!

This matter is completely out of control.

Stockman has already tapped into Ruffington's security system.

Oh, has he?

Well, you know me, always happy to lend a hand.

Hun: The turtles?!

I do not tolerate failure.

- I'm on it, sir. - ( beeps )

I have a job for you-- Prime Fishery Warehouse. Now.

I'll meet you there.

No, you stay here.

And you had better hope it goes well.

( gasps )

( rumbling )

Nobody: Ruffington!

Get my helicopter ready.

( grunts )

( buzzing )

( blades ring )

Hah! Hee-yah!

- Hyah! - Huh?

( grunting )

Hyah!

( gasps ) Unh!

Did you see where that Nobody guy went?

No. But here's a new wrinkle.

( chuckles ) The riffraff one finds

down at the docks, eh, Mr. Touch?

( buzzing )

Needs cleaning up, I'd say, Mr. Go.

So, this is "Touch and Go."

Yeah. Aren't they even uglier in person?

Ah, Michelangelo, it is good to see you again.

I've so missed your subtle wit.

Mr. Touch, how about a special greeting

for our clever friend?

Certainly, Mr. Go. How's this?

- Whoa! - ( gasps )

Ugh--!

Splendid, Mr. Touch.

But I am not sure they got the point.

- ( thumps ) - Leo!

Smashing sentiment, Mr. Touch.

But perhaps a tad impersonal.

- Allow me. - ( bangs )

( groaning )

So, little turtle man,

where is your sharp tongue now?

( helicopter blades whirring )

Ruffington!

Ruffington, you won't escape me

that easily, you worm.

( beeping )

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. ♪

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. ♪

( laughing )

( growls )

- ( thumps ) - Wha...?

- ( bangs ) - ( Leonardo gasps )

( grunting )

Ugh!

I think it's time for a boost of energy, Mr. Go.

My dear Mr. Touch, once again you have read my mind.

Hyah-yah!

( grunting )

This ends tonight, Ruffington.

Who are you?

Thanks to the politicians in your pocket, I'm Nobody.

Then you won't be missed.

( grunting )

Whatever we do, we can't let them recharge.

Hey, guys!

Your dedication to teamwork is a real inspiration.

In fact, we've been working on a little teamwork of our own.

- Ready, Leo? - I'm on it, Mikey.

Shuto, back fist, strike.

Both: Kyah!

- Michelangelo: Front snap kick. - Both: Kyah!

- Upper rising block. - Both: Kyah!

- Double-kick counter. - Both: Kyah!

- Again. - Both: Hyah!

And finish. ( laughs )

( mimics Mr. Go ) Splendid work, indeed, "Mr. Leonardo."

( grunts )

Whoa. What?

Michelangelo: Nobody?

- ( grunting ) - ( clicking )

End of the line, Ruffington.

You won't be able to buy your way out of this one.

Tell me who you are!

I have to know!

Somebody.

( sirens wailing )

Hm.

( growls )

- ( car engine starts ) - ( sirens wail )

Ha. Get him.

I told you to wait for me.

( whines )

Aw, man, you fried it!

- Me? You fried it. - ( controls clatter )

( yawns ) I'm going to bed.

Me, too. I'll fix it in the morning.

- What time is it anyway? - Donatello: Bedtime.

- Hey, guys. - Raphael: We're gonna turn in.

Leonardo: Good idea. We're beat, too.

Yeah. Wake me for breakfast.

Two days from now.

( yawns )

Oh, good, you are up.

Now that you have rested, let us resume our workout.

Positions, please.

- ( all groaning ) - Leonardo: Oh, man.

( theme music playing )