- ♪ Rise of the ♪
♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪
♪ Rise of the ♪
♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪
♪ Heroes in the half-shell Turtle power ♪
♪ Rising up against evil paint the city green ♪
♪ Raph is ready for a fight Leo's making a scene ♪
♪ Mikey's got mad skills Donnie rocks machines ♪
♪ With each other they discover ♪
♪ Their destiny and rise ♪
♪ Cowabunga ♪
♪ Rise of the ♪
♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪
♪ Heroes in the half-shell Turtle power ♪
♪ Rise ♪
[sirens wail]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- [giggles]
- How did you even get in there?
[machine whirs]
- Whoa, whee!
- I hope we aren't headed for another of your
"epic party fails," Party Captain O'Neil.
- No way, sir. Tonight's the night
I'm finally getting a party all the way through
Albearto's happy birthday song and cake.
- You better, because this is your last chance.
- You got this, Party Captain O'Neil.
- [thumb chimes]
[rock music] - Get hyped, kids!
Coming to the stage to sing "Happy Birthday",
give a big "what up" to the Cheese Master of Bear-imonies,
Albearto and his Fun Time Band,
Cheery Tomato and President Pepperoni!
- Bon giorno, kiddies!
I hear someone's a year older today,
and I'm not just talking about my underwear.
[rimshot]
- Uh... - [chuckles]
- Okay, sing with me, kiddies!
♪ Happy ♪ -- - Hey, Albearto.
- Incoming. [cheering]
- No!
[electricity crackling]
- Boo!
[screaming]
- Not good, not good. - Let's go!
[phone beeps, dials]
- You are conversing with Donatello.
- Dude, I need your help. - For you, anything.
As long as it does not involve bees,
or spiders, or beach balls. Please not beach balls.
- Can you fix Albearto?
He broke before singing "Happy Birthday."
- April still hasn't gotten through
the "Happy Birthday" song yet, guys.
- April still hasn't gotten through
the "Happy Birthday" song?
- Am I on speaker? - Or cake, actually.
- [scoffs] Or cake?
- Albearto's is the pizza place, right?
We'll be right over.
- Hey, if you guys are in the middle of something--
- Fixers in the house, swooping in to save the day!
- That was fast. Actually, I just needed Donnie.
- Oh, we know, we just came for the free pizza.
Remember, blend in like you're a birthday robot.
[beeping, whirring] - Aye, aye, captain.
- So, Donnie, hopefully this will be a quick fix.
[whimsical music]
- Eh? Uh...
- Or a total tear-down. That works.
[screaming] - Huh?
[gasps]
♪ ♪
- And short circuiting con-qu-ered.
Now to juice up his... - That's enough.
I just need him to sing "Happy Birthday"
and quiet the kids down so I don't get fired.
- Oh, sure, he could just sing it.
Or, he could dazzle!
- Please, please, no dazzling.
- You know, he might end up being
the greatest entertainer-bot of his generation.
And voila, Albearto 2.14.2.
I upgraded my upgrade in the middle of the upgrade.
Now, to sync him to my remote,
and it's showtime!
- Bon giorno, kiddies!
- Yeah, let's go give Timmy the Albearto-iest birthday ever.
[raucous chatter]
You ready? - Yep.
- [grunts]
[power chord]
- Bon giorno, kiddies!
- Is he going to break again? - Not on my watch.
Again.
- Hold on to your birthday hats, kiddies.
[hard rock music] Whoa!
- And now, for a little guitar solo.
You're welcome.
- Check me out, I'm shredding this guitar
like it's mozzarella.
- Looking good, D!
[virtuosic guitar playing]
♪ ♪
- Uh, hold on. No, no, no, no.
He should not be glitching.
He should be rocking and/or rolling!
- Donny. [electricity crackles]
- Oh, no, oh, the battery.
Oh, I knew I forgot to change something.
I can't stop him!
♪ ♪
[electricity crackles]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[explosion]
[electricity crackles]
[coughs]
- [groans] - Ta-da.
[electricity crackles]
- This can't be good.
[tense music]
- Okay, so that happened.
But we can still sing "Happy Birthday" without him.
♪ Happy birthday... ♪
- [primal groan] all: [shrieking, whimpering]
- Hey diddly ho, kiddies.
all: [gasping]
- Time to pump this party up.
Let's play!
[screaming]
- Donnie, can you, um-- - I can fix this.
I can fix this, I can fix this, I can fix this.
I can totally fix this.
You know what, it turns out I cannot fix this.
- [screaming]
- [maniacal laughter]
- Play nice, Albearto!
- [groaning]
[dramatic music]
- Run, kid! - [screams]
[claws swish]
Whoopsie, thanks for the claws, April.
[yells]
- He knows my name?
- These are way better to open gifts with.
[yelling, grunting]
- Who wants to play a little game
of follow the leader to safety?
[screaming]
- And tell your friends to celebrate at Albearto's
after you're done fleeing for your lives.
[phone clicking]
♪ ♪
- [maniacal laughter]
- Knuckle sandwich!
♪ ♪
- Bon giorno, kiddies!
- We'll fix it, April.
He may have the crazy, but we got the numbers.
Go ahead and bounce if you need to.
- Don't leave, I haven't handed out
the party invitations yet.
♪ ♪
- [grunts]
- [grunting]
- Uh, he's bringing the robots to life.
- No sweat, still got this.
[upbeat dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Uh, you didn't have plans right now, did you, April?
- [laughs]
Oh, I'm staying. I am the Party Captain,
and I am saving Timmy's party from disaster.
- [yells]
[shudders]
- Right after I save Timmy.
all: [grunting]
♪ ♪
- Timmy! - Lady!
[grunting]
Yeah!
It's go time!
[machine beeps]
[growling, grunting]
- [grunts]
[machine beeps]
Oh, yeah! Nice shot, birthday boy!
- [giggles]
- [slow menacing laughter]
[menacing laughter intensifies]
- [grunts]
Yippee, I'm free!
[grunts]
♪ ♪
- You'll be safer in here. Plus, you have a new friend.
[grunting]
- President Pepperoni wants you for my punching bag.
- Huh? Ooh.
[grunting]
[alarm blares]
All right, making it rain!
Ha!
[grunting]
Fourscore and 20 more tickets!
- [groaning]
- Oh, you're so cute, but so mean.
Why do I always go for your type?
[electricity crackles]
♪ ♪
- This doesn't make Cheery cheery.
[beeping]
- Huh?
[grunting]
Oh, I'll never eat ketchup again.
- You'd think, as a birthday bot,
you'd be a little more chill at a birthday party.
[grunting]
No, wait--
[grunts]
[relaxing music]
[upbeat dramatic music]
- Power Smash Jitsu.
Power Smash Jitsu!
Or not.
[grunting]
- If I can't have a birthday party, nobody can.
- Cowabunga!
- I'm going to crack you open like a birthday piñata.
[laughs]
Oh, your sorry skills make me snicker.
You're no match for the King
of Birthday Parties, that's for sure.
- There's only one way to get through to this guy.
Hey, Albearto.
You know, you can't be the King of Birthday Parties
without having one of your own.
- [roars]
Wait, what?
A birthday party for meesy-weesy?
- That's right, Albearto. Today's the day you were born.
Through a total accident that's clearly nobody's fault.
- A birthday cakey-wakey?
Oh, for meesy-weesy?
- Not just a cake, my friend.
We've also got a little song for you.
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
all: ♪ Happy birthday to-- ♪ - [weeping]
[dramatic music]
- [yelling]
[groaning, clanking]
Take that!
[machine powers down]
Sing with me, guys! I am finishing this party!
♪ Happy birthday ♪
Finish the song! - Dear...
- Kid-- - Squirt--
- Albearto?
all: ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
[rumbling, yelling]
[coughing]
Huh?
[indistinct chatter, good-byes]
- Later Have fun cleaning up, bye.
[playful music]
- Best birthday ever! - My restaurant!
- On the upside, I finally made it through
the "Happy Birthday" song. - That tears it, O'Neil.
You're-- - Fired, yeah, figured.
You can mail my paycheck. Peace.
[upbeat music]