- ♪ 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
all: ♪ Birthday girl, it's your birthday ♪
♪ Birthday girl, it's your birthday ♪
- I don't know why you are even bothering.
I told you guys my birthdays are always a disaster.
It's cursed.
- Curse, smursh.
We are gonna birthday so hard,
you're gonna need a permission slip.
[loud crash]
[all groan]
- What was that?
[engine hissing]
- Ah!
- Oh, I guess the cannon works.
Power level, good.
Aim, needs work.
- Are you sure it's safe for my hair
to shoot me out of this thing?
- Of course.
Magician's assistants have been shot out of cannons for years.
But if you're concerned,
we could go back to sawing you in ten.
- Newsflash: you actually saw me into tiny pieces.
It's incredibly painful.
- Well, you don't think it's painful,
me, cutting my roomie up?
I'm a mutant, not a monster.
[loud thumping]
They found us.
[suspenseful music]
- Play it cool.
- Hard to do without an air conditioner.
[rim shot]
- Nailed it.
- Ah, it was a great setup.
- Okay, give it to me straight.
How bad is the damage?
- Oh, it's, uh, not that bad.
- Oh, it's real bad,
real, real, real, real, real, real, real, real, real bad.
- See, I told you my birthday was cursed.
- Come on, relax.
This is just a mini bump in the road, a hiccup.
There's no way this night gets worse.
[explosion]
[dramatic music]
- Ugh!
- Ah!
- What was that?
- [groans]
[dramatic musical flourish]
- Your gauntlet will be mine, worm man.
- Breaking news: the gauntlet stays with me!
[lasers zapping]
- Enough of this.
[dramatic music]
- Oh, ah, ooh, ah, oh!
Huh?
- Alakaboom!
[tinkling music]
- Take that, you horn-headed freak!
- Oh, my turtles, how very not nice to see you.
- April's birthday really is cursed.
- We cannot let her see this.
- Yeah, we gotta get out of here.
- [grunts]
- Real quick, we just need to take care
of this tiny, no-big-deal, non-life-threatening situation.
Then it's on to April birthday fun.
- Prepare to fire some cool weapons!
- Which ones?
- All of them.
- Okay, who is that, and how'd he get in here?
- [gasps] Hold the phone!
You're Warren Stone.
I'd recognize that hair anywhere!
- Why, yes, I am.
Are you a Stonehead?
That's what I call my fans.
- Member since ♪ 2010
- Excellent.
Now by the power vested in me by my own fan club,
I'm deputizing you to get my hippo roomie back.
- Where's my roommate/friend/ magical assistant?
- Surprise! We don't have him.
Uh, they have him.
Double surprise.
- Get off my console!
- I'll save you, Warren!
Ah!
- No!
Give him back!
- Oh, no.
[explosion]
- Wha?
- Warren!
- Hypno!
- Warren!
- Hypno!
[all screaming]
[ominous music]
- Oh.
- What does this thing do, and why does Draxum want it?
Hmm? Hmm?
- I don't know, but it's amazing.
I call her Charlotte.
She's like a toupee but for your fist.
- The gauntlet is part of the dark armor.
We cannot let Draxum have it.
So now to do some light removing
of a thing attached to another thing.
- What the? Donnie!
- It's fine. He regenerates, remember?
- Uh, no.
[flames roaring, metal clanking]
- Stop! This is a sign.
Maybe this is finally the year my birthday is awesome.
- Because we've got a worm man tied to a pole?
You need to raise your standards.
- This is my birthday,
and Warren Stone is the GOAT of news anchors.
We've gotta help him get his friend/roomie/it's complicated
back from Baron Draxum.
It's my birthday wish.
[all groan]
- You're invoking B-day rights on him?
- He might be a villain, but so is Baron Sheep Man,
and the enemy of your enemy is a--monster!
- [squeals]
[all scream]
- [squeals]
- Is that a note from Draxum?
- What, he couldn't send an email?
- "Give us the gauntlet or your kiwi friend
"becomes a smoothie.
"Let's not be tacky and avoid a violent exchang...ie.
Love, Huginn and Muninn."
- You guys, we gotta help 'em.
- Hard pass.
- [whimpering] [soft music]
- I know I'm a famous worm villain, but I need your help.
When news fame left, so did everyone I knew.
I was alone. I had nothing,
until I met a magician turned hippo,
and my life changed.
For my birthday, he baked me a tiny cake
and then magically jumped out of it.
He almost crushed me when he slipped on frosting.
He's my brother. He's my--
- Fine. All right. Just please stop.
We'll get your roomie back.
[dramatic music]
- [muffled groan]
♪
- Tonight's top story: I'm here to make your trade, Draxum.
- Good.
Now hand over the gauntlet.
- [muffled] It's a trap!
- I love you too.
We could do that, or I could make you an even sweeter offer.
- Ooh, like what?
- A lifetime supply of gum?
- No.
- How about your mutant loser turtles?
I brought them right here.
- Wait, did he just give us up?
♪
[all groan]
- Betrayal!
I feel like we should have seen that coming.
- How could you do this? And on my birthday.
I was the vice president of the Stoneheads.
- [exhales]
And he thanks you for your service.
- [chuckling] Whoa.
You drive a hard bargain.
But it's a deal.
Free him. - Ah!
[groans]
- Tonight's headline:
best friends reunited and it feels--
- I'm so sorry.
It was the only way he'd let you live.
- Huh?
- Oh, mezmeroo!
Oh, give them the gauntlet, my golden voiced amigo.
- Oh, man, a double betrayal.
Did not see that coming.
- You get the gauntlet and the turtles
and Warren lives.
That was our deal, right?
- Yeah, no. I lied.
- Huh? Ah!
- Triple betrayal!
Everybody's on fire tonight.
- But you said-- you promised.
- Only a true genius could choreograph
this many betrayals and double-crosses.
- I mean, it was a total team effort.
- I am blushing.
- I was talking about me, you idiots.
Now, time to do some light removing
of one thing attached to another thing.
- [grunts]
[rings zinging]
- Classic April O'Neil birthday:
trapped in a cage, betrayed by my idol,
and facing certain doom.
- Look on the bright side: we're trapped in a cage
having been betrayed by your idol
facing certain doom together.
[crickets chirp]
Hey, I'm tryin' my best here.
- Huh? - Hmm?
- Ta-da!
Wait, almost there.
A little higher. To the right. Hold on.
And, yep, you're there.
Allow me to help.
- Okay, cowboy,
I don't know what kind of double triple betrayal
you've got planned, but we're not interested.
- I've got nothing up my sleeve.
I promise.
- Ah! - Oh!
- Please, you must save Warren.
Look, I--I'm a terrible roomie.
I--I--I cheat on the chore chart.
He pretends not to notice, but he does. I know he does.
[poignant music]
♪
- I just can't quit you, Warren Stone.
- To be clear, we're doing this for April
because it's her birthday.
[dramatic music]
[saw whirring]
♪
- [groans]
- Step away from my roomie.
- I've got him! I've got him! Let's go!
Ah!
♪
- Little help here.
♪
[all grunting]
- Huh? Ah!
- We can't stretch him any further!
- [whispers] April O'Neil.
- Ah!
[all scream]
- Oh. Huh?
[whimsical musical flourish]
Mmm.
- Finally another piece of the dark armor.
Ew, gross.
- New victory dance. - With extra butt action.
- Whew.
- How'd you know about our old trick?
- What old trick?
- [screams]
[loud pop]
I'm fine.
Charlotte, my power!
You've made a grave mistake.
You are on my list.
- It was you or the gauntlet.
And to some, well, you're kind of a big deal.
- I will haunt your dreams.
[gentle music]
- That's my Warren.
Oh, it's good to have you back,
roomie/magical assistant/ friend.
[smooches]
Doves!
Let's go make fun of game show contestants on TV.
- April, so about your birthday.
[chuckles]
We're really sorry we weren't the ones
to break the curse and, uh--
- Happy birthday.
- Uh...
Best birthday ever!