- ♪ 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 ♪
[bell dings]
[rock music]
[grunting]
- Ooh, nasty team-up!
But last one in the ring wins the championship!
Who will it be, fans?
The undefeated Ghostbear,
or the invincible Annihilation?
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Go, Ghostbear! He's the greatest ever.
He's gonna win number 200 tonight.
- Buddy, come on. You know wrestling is bogus.
They always pull their punches. Even I could beat Ghostbear.
I call this one the Three Star Hurricane.
You think Ghostbear could match these moves?
- Oh, here we go. - Every time.
- You take that back, Leo! No one beats Ghostbear.
[grunting]
- Whoa--ah.
Oh, you know what? That's fine, you have it.
I'll have the next last piece of pizza.
- Thanks, D!
- Ghostbear is the last man in the ring.
And when I raise his arm, he will officially be 200-0!
- Ha, told you, Leo! - Whatever.
Ghostbear's just a chump in a costume.
I could beat him. I could beat any of them.
- Leo!
- Avenge me!
[crowd gasps]
- People are gonna see him!
- Well, I hope Leo gets home okay.
You guys ready to go?
- And the mystery wrestler of the hour,
erasing Ghostbear's flawless record,
your new champion...
Uh, this guy!
[bright music]
[thunderous cheers]
[heavy rock music]
- [chuckles] All right!
[smacks lips]
- Wave good-bye to Ghostbear, fans.
We'll be right back with more wrestling.
I don't know who you are, but in my league,
we turn disaster into stone cold cash.
I'm Jessica Jaclyn. What do you go by, kid?
- [clears throat] Neon Leon. - That's terrible.
We're calling you Primetime now.
Let's talk costumes. - Okay.
- How married are you to this whole turtle situation?
Remember, you're the champ now. Anything you need, it's yours.
And get ready, I'm putting you in the next match
to defend that belt.
[laughs]
Primetime in primetime!
[tense music]
- This is not happening!
Leo doesn't even like wrestling.
- Oh, no way, the Liberty League.
Hey, hey, fellas. Give it up.
[upbeat music]
- For your biggest fan! - Thanks, kid.
Nothing like my first high five of the day.
- First my pizza, now my high five?
[heavy rock music]
♪ ♪
- Oh, dudes, this wrestling thing is out of control.
You got to get on my team and get the trickle downs.
- Dibs on-- - Dibs on hype man!
- You give Ghostbear's belt back, Leo.
You're a real wrestler, and you're not a real champion.
- Uh, correct me if I'm wrong on this,
but Ghostbear was your champion, okay?
Who I just beat, mm-hmm.
So that makes me your new champion.
You may now kiss the belt. - Not funny, Leo.
- What's funny is how easy wrestling is.
Moment one, I'm in the rafter.
Moment two, I'm champion of the world.
The whole world!
- 1-0! Greatest of all time!
♪ Hype man! ♪ - Okay.
- This place has the stench of a phony.
- That's the champ's muscle balm, and you will respect it.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- [laughs] You're hilarious. - Leo, that belt's
going to your head, man.
You're flying too close to the bull,
and you're gonna get stung.
[grunting]
[yells]
[dramatic music]
You'll see.
- Uh, dudes--
- No way! A genuine Einstein costume,
and-- - A crazy wig!
[regal music]
How do I look, Donnie?
- Like a man who doesn't know what's coming his way.
- Wait, what? [laughing]
- Are you ready for the main event?
Defending his belt in a single pin fall, anything goes match,
the newest superstar of the NYWA,
with his exotic entourage, One Love and Dynamite Don...
- Whoo-hoo, yeah!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Primetime!
Put your hands together for the challenger.
[dramatic music]
Powerhouse newcomer Red Reign.
♪ ♪
- Don't sweat him, Champ.
- Yeah, this bozo's got nothing on me.
♪ ♪
Okay, which one of you made Raph angry?
- Red Reign's bringing the pain!
- And Dynamite Donnie's with him!
[crowd gasps]
- My eyes!
- I am tired of you taking all my stuff, One Love.
I hereby betray you and Primetime,
and team up with Red Reign.
This betrayal is my formal resignation
of my managerial position in your entourage.
- Blip, blaow, time to wow!
[bell dings]
- I'll teach you how easy wrestling is.
For Ghostbear!
- That was pretty easy.
[rock music]
L-l-l-lame.
Feel the sting of my Three Star Hurricane.
Okay.
[laughs]
- [growls]
[grunting]
- How could you turn on your brothers, D?
Wrestling's about the fans, the pageantry.
The thick scent of sweat in the air.
Not the violence.
- [groans]
[both grunt]
- Okay, I admit it, wrestling hurts.
Now get off of me. What is that smell?
- That's my victory stink.
[bell dings] - One, two, th--
[indistinct chatter]
What? Another surprise twist!
[rock music]
- Ghostbear!
I'm your number one fan, listen.
I thought it was really unfair
what my brother did to you earlier.
We're good though, right? Can I get a selfie,
an autograph, a toenail clipping?
Perhaps a--
♪ ♪
Grabbed by the Ghost.
I'll never wash this face again.
- I'm not usually a rules guy, but is this legal?
- I said anything goes.
What I thought was gonna be a two-way match
will now be a Triple Trouble Chaos in the Cage!
[cheers and applause]
Fighting his way back from Loserville to Championtown,
Ghostbear!
- [roars]
- Hey, Ghostbear, I got a few ideas
on how you can win back your belt.
If you want, we could team up, and, uh--
- I don't tag-team with tortugas!
[grunts]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- About those ideas to win back your belt, I--
- Hey, your brother took my belt.
Let me show you how I stole it in the first place.
Peek-a-boo!
[glass shatters]
- Ah, hey, that's cheating! - I said anything goes.
- [laughs]
- Hey, nobody does that to my brother,
except my brother!
Punches!
[crowd groans]
[both grunting]
- You're supposed to be the greatest of all time.
Not a dirty cheater.
- Don't believe everything you see on TV, tortuga.
- Hey, I am so washing my face when I get home.
[dramatic music]
It's true what they say. Never wrestle your heroes.
- Eh, I still think I'd whoop Galileo's butt.
[grunting]
- Time to take you tortugas for a spin!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[both yell]
- Uh, Mikey, I am--
- Pausing our feud because we need to help our brothers?
- And of course, you took the words right out of my mouth.
Now let's prescribe Ghostbear--
- A taste of his own-- Oh, I see what I'm doing.
My bad, brother.
[dramatic music]
- Yeah!
♪ ♪
- [grunts]
- Check this out!
- Where'd you get that?
- It was with that Down Under Hunter costume.
- [shrieks] - [grunts]
I'm allergic to shellfish! - I admit it, Raph.
Wrestling is moderately harder than I thought.
- And I admit that Ghostbear was a cheap champ
who needs to get beat.
♪ ♪
- Time for your final fall.
- Think again, bozo. It's Primetime.
- [grunts]
- [laughs]
- Three!
- [laughs]
- Star!
both: Hurricane!
[grunting]
- Feel the sting of the Three Star Hurricane!
- [grunting]
Ay-yi-yi!
- Oh, boy!
- [grunts]
Hot soup!
- [high-pitched grunts]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
both: Cowabunga!
[loud rumbling] - Uh-oh.
[cheers and applause]
- I got this.
Give me a three count, D.
- One, two-- all: Huh?
- Three! And in another surprise twist,
the winner is... me!
[cheers and applause]
- What? That's not fair!
- But these out-of-left-field twists
make wrestling the best!
[upbeat music]