- ♪ 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 ♪
[ringing]
[exciting music]
- Hmm? Ha ha!
[grunting] Huah! Huhh!
Huah! Haah!
[background chatter]
Hmm... - Bleh.
- Ha ha ho!
Psst! April!
- [gasps] - Whoa!
Oh, no, no, ooh!
- Hi, Donnie. Thanks for coming.
- No probbles. I lovethis place.
[inhales] Smells like learning and puberty!
So, what do you need help with?
- My computer science project. Just need you to check the code
to make sure I haven't missed anything.
- Ah! You don't know how lucky you are
to be in school, April,
surrounded by true intellectuals,
scholars after my own heart,
resplendent in gorgeous purple satin jackets--
Wait!
What?! Purple satin jackets?
The shimmering sheen, the exquisite violet hue,
the silkiness of the fabric!
It has everything I love,
and even things I didn't know I loved yet--
- Donnie, if you drool in here,
something's gonna short-circuit.
- They must be the kings and queens of high school.
- The Purple Dragons tech club?
Yeah, if by kings and queens,
you mean stuck-up jerks
who think they're smarter than everyone else.
- Oh, that's what I was hoping you'd say!
- Okay, let's run the Nakamura simulation.
Try not to get caught this time.
[electronic warbling]
- Ha! I'm in!
I bypassed the security protocols.
- Nice work, Jase! Nice work.
Let's take him down a peg.
- You got it, chief.
- I have an irrational fear of dogs!
[dogs barking] Aaah!
[laughter]
[scream fades away]
- Oh, my gosh, did you see that?
- What? That wack high-five?
- Nay, fair April. A secret five
evocative of the golden ratios of the cosmos.
Superior minds, glorious jackets--
April, I am joining this club.
- You what now?
- Greetings, tech enthusiasts.
I'd like to introduce you
to the newest member of your club--
wait for it, here it comes-- it's me.
[snap] - Aah!
- Uh-huh. April, that's your name, right?
- You've known me since kindergarten, Kendra.
- Uh-huh. Who's this guy, and why does he look like mold?
- [sighs] Jeremy, Jason, Kendra,
this my friend, Don--
- Othello Von Ryan--
maker...coder...
artisan.
I am ready to join your esteemed collective,
and with regard to purple jackets, I am a medium.
Yeoooooow!
- Sorry, Von Ryan, but to join this group,
you gotta bring something to the table.
So...buh-bye.
- Prepare to be... Von Ryaned.
-Wow! It's the granddaddy of all multi-tools!
- Okay, it's not bad.
What else ya got?
- Come on!
You don't have to impress these fools.
- That's what people say when they don't have
anything impressive... like this!
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
[exclamations]
[clang]
[power down thrum]
- [gasps] Sweeeet!
So, how do these things communicate?
Is it a microwave transceiver?
- With class C encryption protocols.
- Oh...my...fave!
I know class C inside and out.
- Can the bromance.
Von Ryan...
You're in.
Quit smiling, Jase.
You're still low man on the totem pole.
- Aw!
[mystical music]
- [gasps]
[epic music]
♪ ♪
Yes! Be honest, April.
Do I look fantastic or superbly fantastic?!
- You look like you dropped a juice box in the laundry.
[beeping]
- Oh, hey, guys. What's the haps?
Huh? Oh--Oh, this?
I didn't realize I had it on.
Thisis my sweet new purple satin jacket.
- Yep. - Got it for being
a bit of a tech wiz. - That's nice.
- Purple Dragons, members only. No big deal. Mm-hmm.
Well, you better grab some toast, fellas,
'cause you are all jelly!
[door slides shut]
- Oh! - Awww!
- The nerve of that guy!
- Who brings something thatbeautiful
into a place like this? - I would give up
every red bandana to feel the silky smoothness
of that purple satin on my skin!
- [yawns]
[hydraulics hiss]
[thunk]
Ahhhhh....
Ha ha!
[energetic music]
♪ ♪
[snoring] [continuous beeping]
[beeping]
[ominous music]
[snoring continues]
- What? Oh, no!
Ah! Oh, no, no, no!
Aaaaah!
[gasps]
Aw... [phone buzzing]
Yes? - Donnie, go turn on the news.
- The "Teen Tech Bandits" are on a "hard drive"
to "ram" their way into electronics stores,
leaving police a "tera-bit" confused.
- No, no, no! No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no!
- Hey, buddy.
[slurping]
Trouble sleeping?
- What's with the interrogation, Leo?
Everything's fine, I said!
[grunts/groans]
- [slurping]
- My babies!
Oh, those satin-wrapped punks!
- [panting] I warned you about those guys!
- You said they were full of themselves,
not that they were criminal masterminds,
so in a small sense, this is entirely your fault.
- First of all, no, and second,
what kind of criminal masterminds
just rob electronic stores?
- Maybe they just need equipment for a bigger job.
- You mean like the one they were practicing
on that VR simulator? The Nakamura vault?
- No, that's a real company! Nakamura computer chips
are in like every computer in the country!
Let's go.
[April groans]
[clank]
[wind howls]
- How are we gonna get up there with no tech?
- Old-school.
[rraaarr]
Jazz hands!
[dynamic music]
Ah-- [music stops]
- Come on. Plan B.
[metal scraping]
♪ ♪
- The main server! We download the source code,
and we'll be able to hack any computer in the world!
- [growls]
[dynamic music]
♪ ♪
[beeping]
- Oh, come on!
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Ah...ahh.
Okay, nerds. I want my stuff back!
- I got the code! Let's go!
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- End of the line, buddy-o!
April, heads up!
[whack] - Aah!
The code! - Got it!
- Never betray... Othello Von Ryan!
Grab the tech!
I'll tether myself to your jetpack!
- Wait--what?!
♪ ♪
How do you fly this thing?!
- Everyone's got their own style.
Just do what comes natural.
- What comes natural is notflying!
Aah-aah-aah-aah-aah-aah-aah!
- Whoo! - Aah!
♪ ♪
[both screaming]
- I think I broke your jetpack.
- No probbles. I got this!
- Not so fast, Von Ryan.
- Oh--Hey--Oh--Stop!
Override! Override!
Alpha Bootyyyshaker9000! Three Ys.
- Well, Von Ryan, looks like you're outta luck.
- [grunts, groans]
- I'd love to spend all night
beating you up with your own tech,
but I've got a global bank to hack.
Buh-bye. [kiss]
- Heads up, Donnie!
- Those rotors.
The reason I never wear a jacket
is that I'm terrified it would get caught in them.
- How 'bout using a jacket to block those rotors?
- Exactly! Give me yours.
- What? No! Use your own jacket!
- Gah! You know, even though this whole thing
was your fault, April, I guess it is up to me
to solve it. - Ooh, we are gonna
have a talk!
[thoughtful music]
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
Fare thee well, my synthetic darling.
I hardly knew ye, but parting is such sweet--
- Just do it! - Okay.
[dramatic timpani]
[uplifting music]
♪ ♪
- [chortling]
[screaming]
Whoa-oa-oa-ohh--
Uhh!
- Sorry, Kendra.
Look like your computer's--
Wait for it, wait for it--
crashed!
Bam! I should write for the news!
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Alas, a classic tale of a well-meaning loner
who just couldn't fit in with a band of well-dressed crooks.
- That's okay, Donnie. You'll always be
in the April O'Neil Dorky Pals for Life Club.
- Thanks, April. - No matter how stupid
you dress.
[sirens whooping]
- Hey, you wanna help me
get this stuff back to the lair?
- I say yes to you waytoo often.
[brakes screech] [crash]