- ♪ 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
♪
- In honor of your obedient service
to the forces of evil...
- We bestow upon you
the most noble and dignified mark of...
the Foot Clan.
♪
[thump]
- [grunts]
Yes.
- It hurts so good.
both: [excited groans]
- Pure insanity. - Yes.
I can't believe they promoted Jocelyn over me.
I know her parents are big donors,
but come on.
- Why must I wait my time
watching your ridiculous ceremony?
I was promised the Dark Armor.
- And the Armor you shall have,
once we have retrieved it all.
- And once you've become a full member of the Foot Clan.
- Yes, the legends state that only those
who have proven their loyalty can wield the Armor's power.
- Then make me a member, immediately,
and I will restore the yokai's dominance over humans.
- Oh, sorry, boss,
there's a rising-through- the-ranks process,
and right now you're at... [humming]
Ranked zero.
- That's the worst.
- Why are my gargoyles telling me my rank?
- Because we got promoted from Toenail to Tenderfoot.
We're ranked two now.
- Hey, show me what I look like with a foot on my face.
[grunts] Oh, I look sweet.
- They outrank me?
Unacceptable. [groans]
[thump, rumbling]
- I know you think the irrational outbursts
will get you on our good side,
but there is still a process.
- Fine. What do I do to reach rank two?
What is this place?
Are we here to lay waste to these pathetic humans?
- No, we're here to get coffee for the entire Foot Clan.
And a vegan coconut scone for the boss.
- Draxum is no errand boy.
- To become a full member of the Foot,
one must show commitment and patience.
I have been in training since I was seven!
- Madness.
Baron Draxum takes what he needs now.
- Mm? [rumbling]
- [growls]
all: [screaming]
[dramatic music]
both: [scream]
♪
- [gasps] I have been doing this all wrong.
- Indeed.
[slurps]
Waiting is for fools.
I have completed your menial task.
Now, when do I get the Dark Armor?
- Ooh, I'm glad you asked.
We've got a retrieval mission tonight.
And thanks to your excellent performance,
other than these scones, which are a little stale,
we're putting you on Strike Squad Special Force Delta.
- [gasps] I was born for Strike Squad Special Force Delta.
I shall cleave out foes in twain.
- Okay, okay, love the enthusiasm,
but actually, your assignment is...
- Lookout support duty?
We're the lookouts for the lookouts?
- This is beneath us both.
- You know, I was accepted to every clan I applied to.
- With my powers, I should be in charge of this clan.
Surely there must be some way to take control from them.
- Hah! Unlikely.
According to our laws, one can only take control
of the Foot Clan by succeeding where the leaders have failed.
And my senseis do not fail.
- Hmm, we shall see.
[dramatic musical flourish]
- Our research says the armor piece
is hidden in one of these statues.
- I guess Draxum might get his wish soon,
if he can prove his worth.
[laughter]
- [grunts]
[whirring]
[ominous music]
♪
- What's going on there?
- Hai. I will alert the lookouts.
Caw! Caw!
- Stop that.
We want to improve our rank, we must handle this ourselves.
[upbeat music]
all: Smell it, smell it, smell it, smell it, smell it,
smell it.
- What are they doing?
- No doubt a cunning plan to disrupt our mission
to get the Dark Armor.
- What do you say, Raph? Do you have the guts
to sniff the stinkiest plant on Earth, the corpse flower?
- Some say it smells like a mummy wrapped in a zombie
dipped in long-forgotten milk.
- I'm gonna sniff it.
Like a boss!
[sniffs heartily]
[whimpers, gasps]
[retches] [vomit splatters]
- All right, he worfed.
Me next, me next, me next.
- This must be a trap.
But if there's one thing I've learned from you,
it's that we get nothing from waiting.
Foot Clan!
Vermin, prepare to taste my wrath.
- What? - Skewer!
[splatters]
[coughs, gasps] This was a trap.
- [chuckles] No, that was all you.
- Wow, she went all in on the stink.
Nice work, frenemy.
- Ah!
- Ah. Ah, ah!
Get away from me. Ew!
- [chuckles]
[suspenseful music]
So, our senseis never fail, eh?
We'll see about that.
[alarm blares]
- [gasps]
Listen up!
Botanical Gardens Security Force Alpha,
mobilize!
[heroic music]
[shovels swish, motor revs]
There's a horticultural emergency.
- An alarm? In a botanical garden?
- I'm sure our soldiers can handle a few groundskeepers.
all: [ululating]
♪
[motor revs]
- Get them!
[menacing music]
♪
- [groans]
- [grunts] - Ah!
♪
- I will grind you into fertilizer.
- The corpse flower.
- [whimpering]
- Protect the begonias. I'll go save Jewell.
[panting]
This is what you've been training for, Harold.
[screams]
- You will never stop us from collecting the Dark Armor.
- Whoa, hold on, Stinky Feet. That's what you're doing here?
[glass shatters] - [screams]
[grunts]
- [ululating] - Uh, yeah, guys,
I think that's the fight we should be focused on.
[grunting, panting]
[solemn music]
- [gasps] Jewell.
♪
[sniffs] No!
- Gah! - Were those the turtles?
Should we alert the Foot?
- Why? I mean, they'll see 'em in a sec.
- I love the way you think. We'll be rank three in no time.
[explosion] [overlapping chatter]
- [grunts]
- Trust me, our rank is about to skyrocket.
[tense music]
- Tonfa Power Jitsu.
- Archimedes.
- Odachi bomb.
- [grunts, groans]
I know you get nervous when I rush you,
but we've gotta hurry.
[whirring]
- Got it. It's in this one.
♪
- [chuckles]
- [panting, grunting]
You're gonna make it, Jewell.
Stay with me. Stay with me.
- [chuckles] Oh, she'll stay with you, all right.
[dramatic music]
♪
- What is that--ow!
[whimpering, groaning]
All right, well, this is one way.
[whimpering, groaning]
Okay, here we are.
[groans]
Gah!
- Ah! - Uh-oh.
- Jumping juniper.
I'm in full bloom!
- Hyah! all: [grunting]
- Smelly plant? Cool.
Smelly plant with legs? Not as cool.
- Get off the geraniums.
Let my people grow!
♪
- Blah, ew. Gross.
- Michael, what did we say about mystic flaming
highly vegetated areas? - Oh, right.
Ah.
- Oh. Not again.
- Oh, no.
This is worse than Raph's "I found cheese
"in the bottom of my shell" stink.
- I said, "Keep off the grass." - Ugh.
This Stinkbomb guy is my favorite
and least favorite mutant all at once.
- [gagging]
Note to future self, equip Tech-Bo with nose plugs.
- [screams]
- Ew.
[disappointed chatter]
- My nose, oh, my precious nose.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Would you like to do the honors?
- Kali ma!
[siren blares at a distance]
[ominous music]
♪
- [grunts]
So, Draxum, we, uh-- we have some good news
about your potential in this organization.
- Oh, yeah, really good news.
- Silence.
I have accomplished with one assistant
what you couldn't accomplish with an entire clan.
- Assistant?
But I thought we were partners.
- Ah, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba.
By the laws of the Foot Clan,
I am now your leader.
[cheers and applause]
We strike again on Monday.
- Oh, Monday's a holiday. Can we strike again on Tuesday?
- [hisses] Ooh, you know, Baron's got a haircut
on Tuesday, and you know how they never get it right
on the first pass. - Yeah,
and then you go to Wednesday, you might as well write off
the rest of the week. - Enough.
Our plans will commence the following Monday
and I'll hear no more about it.
[upbeat music]
♪