- ♪ 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 ♪
At last!
My greatest creation!
The ultimate evolution in breakfast sandwich.
A toasted avocado baco-bagel-rito...
with cheese.
Whoo!
Shelldon!
I told you no drone racing in the Lair!
You guys have a giant skate ramp
in the house and I can't race?
No, you can't.
Why?
Because I said so, emailed so, and texted so.
That's so unfair!
I'm sick of this shell-pression.
Problem, Donald?
It's Shelldon.
I just upgraded his operating system to version 13.
Wow, 13.
Feels like yesterday he was just a twinkle in your toolbox.
Yeah, and now he's a pain in my shell.
He charges until noon,
he's always coding back to me,
and now he's drone racing all over the house.
I don't know what to do.
Shelldon's at a delicate age.
You need to nurture his spirit or you'll drive him away.
Uh...what is happening?
Good morning, I'm Dr. Feelings.
Welcome to my seminar: Hug it Out
"Dr. Feelings"?
I thought you were Dr. Delicate Touch.
Dr. Delicate Touch feels nothing.
Lesson One: "Because I Said So is Not an Answer"
You need to learn a healthy way
to express your feelings to your family.
Yes, feelings. Hot, cold, hungry, sleepy...
No, feelings like anger.
Remind you of anyone?
Nope!
Wha...
No! Anything but that.
Okay, teach me, Doctor. Teach me.
My dark matter accelerator!
Shelldon!
Donnie, remember to express your feelings.
Shelldon, I feel frustrated
when you destroy my priceless inventions.
- Eye roll. - You did not just...
Fine.
Fine... I feel very, very--that's two very's,
annoyed when you eye roll at me.
That's it! You are grounded, young man.
Literally.
- Hey! - Donald!
That is a restraining bolt.
From now on, you do not go anywhere
or do anything without my say-so.
Zero-one-zero-zero-one you!
You watch your mouth, young man.
Sorry, Dr. Feelings, but I feel this was a job for
Dr. Actually Solves Problems.
♪ ♪
We'll never win the drone race
with your scrap heap, Jase!
First prize is the Shadow Transmitter.
And that thing can hack every system on the planet!
Hey, look!
Isn't that the drone that belongs to Othello Von Ryan?
AKA BootyShaker9000, AKA...
all: Donnie!
And he's all alone...
Hey, little guy.
Why aren't you up there flying with your friends?
'Cause of this stupid restraining bolt.
Hey, wait! You're the Purple Dragons!
You're bad guys!
Us?
No, we're just misunderstood teens
who don't play by the rules.
Here, let me help you with that.
Cool! Whoo-hoo!
Booyakasha!
Whoo-hoo-hoo! Nice moves.
Hey, we were gonna go have some unsupervised fun,
maybe even hit the drone races.
You can come if you want.
Yeah, totally!
I mean...
Cool, cool, whatevs.
♪ ♪
Well, now that you're a Dragon,
how'd you like to fly for us in a drone race?
Yeah!
Dragons till the end.
You see this, doctor?
With Shelldon grounded, I can finally enjoy
my toasted avocado baco-bagel-rito in peace.
Don't you think it's time to take that restraining bolt off?
Mm, mm, mm...
you know what, Angelo? You make a really good point.
It is probably way too easy to take that off.
I better go perma-tighten it.
- Greetings, Donnie, or other turtle.
I am still charging.
I am very sorry for everything I did.
No need to investigate further.
Ha, you see that? I really got through to him.
Did you, though?
- Greetings, Donnie, or other turtle.
He ran away?
Donnie, wait!
Shelldon?
Shelldon!
Shelldon?
Shelldon!
This is top-notch scrap! Where'd you get all this?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Loose Lips Malinowski
don't talk about sources.
I'm not just gonna tell you I got it from the drone races
where wayward teen drones go when they run away from home
after a fight their misguided parental figures will regret
for the rest of their lives. That's where I got it from.
Ah, shame. All this senseless carnage
could be avoided if people simply communicated.
Shelldon!
Here we are, Dragons.
I give you the thrilling world of underground drone racing!
♪ ♪
Ha, these drones got nothing on you.
You're gonna win us that prize.
The Shadow Transmitter! It's so powerful...
and blinky.
See ya at the finish line, Shell.
- Welcome, warriors of the sky,
to Thunder Drone!
I'm your host, Billionaire Guy Eccentric!
Billionaire is my first name and not a reference
to my financial situation.
Really? A last-minute entry!
Introducing... Drone-atello!
Drone-atello? Donnie!
What are you doing here?
I know you're mad at me, but don't do this.
It's too dangerous.
Well my friends don't think so.
They think I can win.
Racers, start your rotors!
♪ ♪
Those jerks are not your friends.
You're wrong. They don't have any rules
and they let me do whatever I want!
Dragons till the end!
Shelldon, wait!
Shelldon!
Not good, not good!
Shelldon! Shelldon, I'm sorry!
Please, come home.
Home is where your family is and I'm a Purple Dragon now.
They're not your family, I am!
If you lose this race,
they're gonna kick you to the curb!
You're just saying that to get me to do what you want.
Look out! Saw, saw!
- And Drone-atello plummets through the drop.
Looks like our late entry is finished.
No, no!
I'm sorry, Shelldon, but there's only one way
to make you understand what they're really like.
I have to win this race.
- Ho, ho, ho! In an unprecedented move,
Drone-atello is crashing
straight through the obstacle course!
It's a good thing drones can't feel pain.
But is it enough to win the race?
♪ ♪
Donnie?
Holy smokes! Drone-atello wins!
Ow.
- Hope everyone had a great time!
Remember to tip your host
because I am in horrible, future-crippling debt!
Sorry guys.
We'll get 'em next time.
Useless drone. There won't be a next time.
But...but... we're friends.
Are you kidding me?
We were never friends!
I just needed you to get the Shadow Transmitter
and you failed!
Jase, get that transmitter!
I wish my dad never married your mom.
Apparently we won't be taking that transmitter,
but after we make some minor upgrades, you are so toast!
Shelldon, wait.
You proved your point, okay?
I never should have run away and joined the Dragons.
Hey, we all make mistakes, bud.
Including me. I shouldn't have been so harsh.
I'm really, really sorry. Two really's.
Uh...
I'm really, really sorry too, D.
Hug it out.
Looks like my work here is done.
Nice job, Dr. Feelings.