Original subtitles

[Bishop] Begin holosearch now.

Notation: I'm seeing an influx of Triceraton population.

Inspect immigration reports.

Weather pattern shifting over Europe.

A dramatic spike in New Manhattan power grid usage.

Hmm, what's the cause?

Code Alpha.

[computer] O'Neil Tech security camera activated.

Angle two, magnify.

The future's so bright I gotta wear shades!

[Bishop] Impossible.

[Bishop] The turtles? Here?

My old friends.

This is a bright future indeed.

It's ninja time!

♪ Four Teenage Turtles surfed in on a wave from the past, ♪

♪ It's like the future's a party that these brothers just crashed ♪

♪ Don't know when they'll go home, ♪

♪ How long the good time will last, ♪

♪ But just stick around and see these turtles go ♪

♪ Fast Forward! Leonardo, Donatello ♪

♪ Fast Forward! Raphael, Michelangelo ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! ♪

♪ Fast forward! ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! ♪

♪ It's ninja time! ♪

♪ This future stuff is so strange, ♪

♪ Time can get rearranged ♪

♪ But the more things change, the more they also stay the same ♪

♪ Still kickin' butt, And playin' video games, ♪

♪ Drivin' everyone nuts, Future's really insane! ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

♪ Get out of my way ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

♪ It's so not yesterday! ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

♪ It's the only way to play! ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

♪ Guess we're here to stay! ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

[Michelangelo] Come on You guys

gotta keep your junk food somewhere.

Ah!

Huh? Wah! Mmm...

Hah? Ugh!

[can clanks] Not one of these has

cream filling listed in its ingredients.

I mean, how did you survive for 100 years

without things like sugar-frosted sweetycakes?

Serling buys nothing but the best.

Moss-udon bowls are ten times healthier

than anything from your century.

Yeah, dig the mossy goodness.

I don't want best and most healthiest.

I want good... good as in bad.

Cheese dogs and burgers and chicken-fried steak and fried turkey jerky and-- ow!

We get the picture.

Plus, you were getting drool on me.

No one eats that stuff anymore.

I mean... maybe downtown you could find something.

Downtown it is!

[Michelangelo] Lead the way, Cody. I want indigestion by noon!

Downtown?

[Darius Dun] I hardly think so.

Master Cody, have you forgotten about today's appointment?

[Darius Dun] The O'Neil Tech quarterly board review.

Young Cody has to inspire the troops.

Shouldn't take more than a couple of hours.

Aw, dreck!

Sorry, guys.

You'll have to tour downtown without me.

Well, I guess it's just us.

Yeah!

I just can't get over this city. It's an engineering marvel!

[Donatello] New Manhattan built right over our Old Manhattan.

Hey, enough lip-flappin'!

On to some lip-smackin'!

I smell eats!

Cheese dogs!

100 percent beefy goodness filled with dreamy cheesiness!

100 percent, yes. Beef, no.

Ragillion rump beast.

No cheese. Gelled-traxion tubeworm juice.

More protein than cheese!

- Ew! - Ugh!

I'll take a dozen.

Ugh.

[Raphael] Mikey, you are one sick turtle.

[Donatello] Gross!

[Bishop] Get them alone.

Doesn't it feel great to be walking out in the open,

not having anyone run away from us like we're monsters?

Competition for the label "monster" is a lot fiercer here in the future.

[Raphael] Although the way Mikey's scarfing down those tubeworm dogs,

[Raphael] I think he's in the running.

[gun cocks]

Okay, we'll just be heading this way, then.

Carry on with your... menacing.

[footsteps approach)

That does it. It's Ninja Time!

Not here. Too many civilians to risk a firefight.

Go!

[grunts]

[gunshots]

[explosion]

- Huh? - Huh?

Dead end!

Emphasis on dead.

[gun fires] Ugh!

Gentlemen,

I'm glad to see you're still fit

after all these years.

- Bishop? - Bishop?

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

Great. Hip-hop didn't make it 100 years into the future, but Bishop did?

- Huh! - Raph!

[groans]

Hologram?

You stinking--

What do you want, Bishop? And how are you even here in 2105?

I could ask you the same.

But first, how would you like to work for me?

[laugh wildly]

Work for you?

Like the time you scrambled my DNA?

Or tried to mutate the entire city of New York?

[Donatello] That kind of work?

Times have changed, gentlemen.

[Bishop] I spent centuries struggling against the inevitable alien menace.

And one day realized that all I had done was waste precious time and resources.

So I chose a new tack.

I decided the best way to protect the Earth from aliens

was to make them our allies.

Hence, the Pan Galactic Alliance was born,

an organization dedicated to the fair representation of all races from Earth and beyond.

With peace as a common goal.

And, of course, I became its president,

in an honest election, I assure you.

So, it's like the UN, but for aliens?

And you're the president?

I knew I sensed a glitch in the matrix.

Indeed. Despite my best efforts, the peace we've achieved is tenuous.

Earth is still a target of the galaxy's greedy and corrupt.

But as a nonpartisan official, I can no longer show favoritism for the Earth

nor take matters into my own hands.

My sources inform me that a notorious intergalactic mercenary

named Torbin Zixx, will arrive on Earth tomorrow

for a clandestine meeting here, at Abroc's Abyss.

Then why not just arrest him?

I hope to catch him as well as his conspirators.

An open assault would tip them off.

However, if I had some covert operatives working on my behalf,

a team comfortable working in the shadows...

Besides, we're not entirely certain of what he looks like.

With Zixx in New Manhattan, I have no doubt destruction will follow,

unless you trust me

and stop him.

[Cody] Cool!

[Cody] You guys know President Bishop?

So it's true?

Bishop wasn't feeding us a line of ragillion rump beast?

No, he's really the president. A great one, too.

Everybody loves him.

The guy's been incredible for the city, for aliens' rights--

Check this out. I found lots of dirt on Torbin Zixx.

[Donatello] He's a troublemaker of legendary proportions.

[Leonardo] Those are the best images you can get?

He could be anyone under that getup.

Zixx of the Black Blade?

Zixx, the Enigma?

He sounds pretty bad.

But it still doesn't prove Bishop's come over from the dark side.

No... but what if the President's right

and this Zixx guy does something bad and nobody stops him?

Not on our watch. But if it's a trap,

we'll make Bishop sorry he was ever reborn.

[Michelangelo] There it is.

Well, it looks pretty normal from out here.

[muffled drums beating]

[Raphael] So much for normal.

[Torbin Xizz] Me the best smuggler in the entire galaxy!

Greased Lighting? Nothing touch me: Torbin Zixx!

Business must be good.

Zixxy's put on some pounds since that footage we saw.

Pretty stupid for a wanted guy to pipe off like that.

Oh, yeah? Well, go suck a tube of traxion worm juice!

[laughing]

Hey! Take it easy.

Come on, my friends and I will buy you some moss-udon.

Mind your own business!

Or the hard way works, too, Zixx.

It's ninja time!

[violent punch]

[grumbles]

Aah!

[screams]

Getting a table in this place is murder!

[grumbles] Ooh!

[moans]

Outside, Zixx. We need to talk.

He's got nothing to say to you.

Back off! This is Torbin Zixx, the legendary mercenary and smuggler.

Our business is with him, not you!

Snap that, spud.

He's not Torbin Zixx. I am!

[gun beeping]

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

- You're Torbin Zixx? - You're Torbin Zixx?

[Torbin Zixx] You four have to be the worst bounty hunters that have ever come after me.

Hey, if you're Torbin Zixx, then who's that bigmouth?

Just another wannabe.

No class.

[fighting grunts]

Don't let him get outside!

I'll get him!

[fighting grunts]

[groans]

Hey! What the shell?

Get me outta here!

[exhales forcefully]

[evil laughter]

[Raphael] You think it's funny?

Dude, I am so gonna knock your block off!

[grunts]

[groans]

I'm really starting to hate holograms.

[growls]

[growls]

Right on time.

Do you always make such grand entrances?

[evil laughter]

To an insect, a human being appears to be a god.

I am called Sh'Okanabo.

Right...

And that's the small-talk portion of the meeting.

What's the job?

You're laying down all these credits for a moon run?

That's it?

That's like using a bazooka to kill a fly.

Get the package to the moon.

And do not fail me, Zixx.

Consider the package delivered, so long as the credits clear.

[Raphael] Yo, poppin' zits!

We ain't through with you, yet.

Color me impressed. I've been found.

But you've been "zixxed."

No!

That dirty dealing lunatic! We'll never catch him now!

Never say never.

Introducing dandy Donnie's tacky on-tip tracking device.

[Donatello] Patent pending.

[Donatello] The Moon port, gateway to the galaxy.

If you're a smuggler, it's the fastest way off Earth.

There's the howitzer gravity lift!

Ships are encased in a special field

so they can be safely launched into space at incredible speeds.

And everything on board survives the trip to the moon.

[Leonardo] How the shell do you know all this?

[Donatello] Cody's almanac-channel holovids.

[Donatello] "We travel the world so you don't have to."

[Leonardo] Don, check Zixx's ship. We'll scout ahead.

[Donatello] Empty. He's in the Moon port.

[Donatello] Extra-terran defense grid ahead.

Satellites stationed around the Earth

detect illegal or cloaked ships entering the Earth's atmosphere.

Almanac channel, again.

See? TV is good for you.

[inhales tightly]

[Leonardo] Zixx.

[metallic clanking]

[passenger] We should be moving soon. They're just loading the cargo.

That ship there. He just went in there.

[Donatello] That's the entrance to the cargo bay.

Best way to smuggle something off planet is in the cargo hold of the guys doing the watching.

And the best way to get discovered is to talk to yourself out loud.

Of course, the tracking device we planted on your racer didn't hurt?

Smoke screen!

[grumbles]

[grunts]

[Leonardo] Mikey, Donnie, get the package!

[beeping]

[metallic rattle]

Aah!

Handle with care, huh?

Oh, no. No!

What is it? Another trick? Zixx of the lame escapes?

It's a bomb.

[beeping quicker]

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

♪ Fast Forward! ♪

Transport 23, proceed to howitzer gravity lift queue.

[Michelangelo] Uh, come again?

[Michelangelo] I thought you said--

A bomb.

[Zixx] Neutrino splitter, very effective with a fumble trigger.

[Zixx] Try to open it, chop it out, or disarm it, and you're dragged

along with everyone for a mile.

[grunts]

There's passengers on this transport!

Are you insane?

I didn't know. I just delivered the package.

It's not like it was labeled "a bomb".

I see. So, you just turn a blind eye?

How do you sleep, Zixx?

Forget him. we need a plan now!

Um... scream very, very loudly?

You guys work on that.

I'm out of here.

- Aah! - Aah!

Let him go. There are innocent passengers on this ship.

It's ninja time.

[Leonardo] Let's move!

Attention passengers, several ships

are ahead of us in the queue, but we should be launching soon.

[everyone murmurs]

Umm... Ladies and gentlemen, there's an emergency situation.

Everyone needs to get to the escape pods now.

How do you say "bomb" in futurese?

- Aah! - Aah!

I knew it! [screaming]

Green light. Queue is in motion.

[bomb beeping]

Captain! You have to get us to a safe distance!

If that thing blows, it'll take out the whole Moon port.

Cannot abort the launch, sir.

[Serling] The ship is locked into the runway channel.

[Serling] We are at the point of no return.

Then is there any way we can go faster,

cut the line and launch before the bomb explodes?

Yes, override the autopilot.

Excellent. Where's the autopilot?

I am the autopilot.

Donnie, the good news is that all the passengers have made it to safety in the escape pods.

Bad news? No more escape pods!

I'm overriding the autopilot.

[Donatello] We can't stop the bomb,

but we can launch it as far away from the city as possible so no one gets hurt.

Ship launch sequence initiated in ten seconds.

Torbin Zixx!

Ship launch sequence initiated in five seconds.

What's he doing docking with our ship?

Ship launch sequence activated.

[Leonardo] He's our ride out of here. Go!

This better not be another hologram.

Three, two, one.

Ignition.

[bomb beeping]

[ship blasting]

[bomb beeping]

[explosion]

[Bishop] The extra-terran defense grid

it's down.

[grunts]

Uh, thanks for changing from coward mode to rescue mode.

I thought you guys were just bounty hunters,

but when I saw you go back to rescue the passengers,

[Zixx] I may be Zixx of the Black Blade, but I'm no monster.

I swear I didn't know what the package was.

So who did?

His name's Sh'Okanabo.

You find him, save a piece for me.

I owe him.

We owe you, Zixx.

But you're crazy if you think we're just gonna let you go.

[laughs]

What makes you think I'd be dumb enough to give you a choice?

I'm already gone.

Gone out of your mind, maybe!

[grunting]

Wow! He's good!

[growls]

Show-off!

While I would have preferred

that a ten-trillion-credit transport didn't detonate,

your work was exceptional, gentlemen.

You saved many, many lives tonight.

What about this Sh'Okanabo?

Gesundheit!

A myth. An alien boogeyman.

Clearly, Zixx meant to throw you off balance, hoping you'd know the story.

We need to focus on facts, not fiction.

Tonight's explosion temporarily knocked out our terran-defense grid.

I do not believe that this is coincidence.

[Bishop] If the grid were the actual target,

it stands that someone wanted to bring something very large to Earth undetected.

If so, we are dealing with a clever and ruthless adversary.

So instead of worrying about fairy tales,

we need to ask the question:

"What did they bring to Earth,

and just how dangerous will it prove to be?"

[evil laughter]

[evil laughter]