[spaceship whirring]
- [snoring]
[thwack] Oh!
[snores and moans]
[electronics beeping]
- Hello, Michelangelo.
I'm surprised you're still awake.
- [groans]
Isn't it the middle of the night?
Or whatever you call it in space?
- No time to rest now, Mikey.
There's one last piece of the Black Hole Generator left,
and we got to find it.
- Can't we just destroy the pieces we already have?
What are the Triceratons gonna do with one stupid piece?
- Well, what if they figure out a way
to replicate the technology, Raph?
- Donatello is right.
The machine must be destroyed.
Every last piece of it.
[alarm sounding] [panicked gasps and yells]
- Um, what's going on, Professor?
- It seems to be some kind of hyperspatial trans-mat
trying to hone in on four targets.
[worried gasps]
You four!
[all screaming]
Well...
that's not good.
[all screaming]
[light beam blasts]
[all screaming]
[thud] all: Ugh!
- Where--
where are we?
- I think I speak for everyone when I say...
Holy Sewer Cakes!
[all scream]
[rousing hip-hop music]
- ♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja--
[metallic clank]
- The evil Triceratons have invaded Earth.
They brought with them
the invincible Black Hole Generator
that swallowed the entire planet.
My brothers and I escaped,
saved by a mysterious robot called the Fugitoid.
Now we're trying to stop the Triceratons
any way we can.
- ♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪
♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪
♪ Heroes in a half shell, turtle power ♪
♪ Leonardo's the leader in blue ♪
♪ Does anything it takes to get his ninjas through ♪
♪ Donatello is the fellow who has a way with machines ♪
♪ Raphael's got the most attitude on the team ♪
♪ Michelangelo, he's one of a kind ♪
♪ And you know just where to find him when it's party time ♪
♪ Master Splinter taught 'em every single skill they need ♪
♪ To be one lean, mean, green, incredible team ♪
- ♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪
♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪
♪ Heroes in a half shell, turtle power ♪
[dramatic music]
- How is this possible?
Where are we?
- Oh no, dudes.
I think we're in Pittsburgh!
- The world is so flat,
I can't even see my own butt!
Donnie, explanation?
- We're possibly in some kind of...
alternate dimension.
[intense music]
♪
- Huh?
[triumphant music]
[gasping]
Whoa...
- They're... - Us?
- No way!
- He's got a blaster. Get him!
- Aw, nuts, it's not a--
- Take 'em down.
[grunting]
- We don't want to fight you. - Well, then you shouldn't
have pointed a laser at us.
[grunting]
Talk. Who sent you?
The Triceratons?
- Get off of me, you crack-shelled imposter!
- Ow!
- Totally radical!
together: You're just like me, dude!
- Cowabunga! - Booyakashaa!
- I'm trying to tell you! This isn't a weapon.
It's a portal projector!
- Oh, yeah? Well, how do we know you're not a Kraang?
- That's why we brought you here--Krang!
He's causing trouble in our dimension, and yours too.
- Krang's like trying to destroy both our realities, dudes!
We just don't know how.
You got to believe us!
- That's why we called on you poseurs--
I mean, Turtles--for help.
Did I say poseurs? Oops.
- Poseurs? You guys don't even fight with your weapons!
And what's up with the initials on your belts?
Lame!
- I think I'm gonna like putting some more cracks
in this imposter's shell.
[chuckles]
And you, gappy...
why do you sound so weird?
- Me sound weird? Heard yourself lately?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey! Come on, guys!
Take it eas--whoa!
[laser blasts]
- It's him! He found us!
[whooshes]
[laser charges, then blasts]
[all scream, then grunt]
[crowd screaming]
- So, you've allied yourselves
with your dimensional counterparts, eh?
- It's Krang!
- Whoa. What's with the gross man-baby body?
- This will be the last time I have to look
at you disgusting Turtles!
[croaks]
The Kraang are letting me go home.
I just have to make a few amends,
and Dimension X,
here I come!
- Not so fast, Krang!
[exclaims]
[grunting]
♪
- Aah!
♪
- Hyah!
[spraying]
[rope whips] - Ugh!
- [sputtering]
- Wow, this is just... lame.
together: Booyakasha!
[lasers blast]
Ugh! - [moaning]
My Dimensionizer will wipe out all of your worlds.
[beam warps]
- [grunts]
- Oh, great. Now we're stuck in this dimension...
probably forever.
- I still have my Portal Ray-- the one I brought you here with!
All we have to do is hone in on Krang's dimensional coordinates,
and...yes!
[beam charges and blasts]
- Wait, what? How does that even work?
That doesn't make sense!
- Come on, guys!
[dazzling]
[all grunt]
- Yes! We're back in New York City!
- I can't believe we're back... in the past!
[all grunt]
- Dudes, look at us.
We're like, more solid or something.
- What's going on, Donatello?
- Well, we came from a two-dimensional reality
into a third dimension.
It's like science fiction!
- Hey guys, uh, now that we're in a new dimension...
- Pizza Time!
Far out!
[playful music]
♪
together: Whoa!
- You can't do that, dudes.
- Why not?
- Because we live in secret here.
We have to live in the shadows, like, you know, real ninjas.
- Come on team, let's find this Krang
before he blows up the planet.
[lively music]
♪
- So how are we gonna find him, Donatello?
- He's close.
As long as Krang is carrying portal tech, I can track him
like Michelangelo sniffing out pizza!
- Ohh, he's talking about you. [laughs]
I keep getting us all confused, bro.
- I think I found him!
Up there on the Channel 6 building!
- I see him.
It looks like he's planting some kind of bomb.
Probably the Dimensionizer thing!
- Okay guys, here's the plan:
the Donatellos will disarm the weapon.
Everyone else-- take down that creep!
Turtle Power!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up
with the "Turtle Power" for a second.
You don't give orders to my team, okay?
I'm the order guy. This guy!
Ooh! Ugh!
[grunting]
[sighs]
I'm the order guy.
[beeping]
- [laughs]
[beam warps]
[grunting]
[blubbers]
- Aww, not now.
Not when I was about to unleash my master stroke!
Keep away from that Dimensionizer, freaks!
[electricity crackles] - Holy Chalupa!
- Great. Now we have to deal with an even bigger idiot.
[all yell]
- Grab it and go!
- [grunting]
[lasers blast]
[crashing]
Raphael, heads up!
- Give me back my Dimensionizer!
[croaking]
- Mouth missiles! Look out, Mikey!
[crashing]
- Thanks, Michelangelo.
both: Aah!
[grunting]
[both groaning]
Whoa!
together: Leonardo!
[all grunting] - Hold on, Leos!
- Let's take this giant gross Krang dude down!
[all grunting]
[crashing] [car alarms sound]
- [laughs]
Aah! Stop it!
[lasers blast]
Annoying reptiles!
It doesn't matter.
You'll never disarm it in time!
[laughs]
- Real Raph is on it.
[hook crashes]
Ugh!
- Well, at least we have his Dimensionizer thing.
- Whoa. Looks like some kind of anti-matter weapon.
If this thing goes off, it could wipe out
our entire dimension.
We got to defuse it back at my lab, now!
- Whoa. - Whoa.
[both laugh]
[poignant music]
♪
- Back so soon?
You just left to patrol the city.
all: Sensei!
- Is everything all right?
- Definitely, Master Splinter.
It's--it's just really amazing to see you.
- Hmm?
- [gasps]
- Whoa, dudes! This lair is rockin'!
Check out that pinball. Totally radical!
- What did we tell you guys about waiting outside?
- What is going on here?
Someone, explain. Now!
- Wow, your Splinter is kind of strict.
And tall, too.
- Donatello?
- Yeah, um, they were transported here
from an alternate dimension, Sensei,
along with this weapon we have to defuse.
Like, ASAP!
- [growls disapprovingly]
- Cowabunga!
- Booyakasha!
- I call dibs on pinball.
- Okay, don't we have a little anti-matter weapon
to deal with here?
- Eh, the Donatellos will take care of it.
- [groans] - Lighten up a little, man.
- Leonardo,
I would like to speak with you in the dojo.
Now.
[pinball machine dinging]
My son, you have a lot of explaining to--
Leonardo? Why are you so sad?
- Well, I'm not sad, Sensei.
It's--it's hard to explain.
There's--
[sighs]
There's something I need to tell you.
It's just-- this will sound crazy.
The present isn't really the present, Sensei.
We're actually living six months in the--
- [screams]
- Donatello!
- What is it, Donnie?
- We checked out the weapon.
This is bad, guys. This is really bad!
- The weapon is linked to two other identical bombs.
And they're rigged to go off in nine minutes.
- So where are the others? - We believe at least one
of the bombs is in your dimension.
- They're gonna nuke our world, bros.
Totally bogus!
- That's not gonna happen.
You guys helped us, and now we're gonna help you.
[suspenseful music]
Donnies, uh, what do we do?
- Well, we attuned my Portal to track down
the other Dimensionizers.
And the first one... [beams blast]
Is here.
- Whoa, dude. There it is.
On top of the same skyscraper,
but in your Dimension.
Weird.
- Go. Do what needs to be done.
♪
- All right, team. Let's do this.
Turtle Power!
- Enough with the "Turtle Power" already.
Let's just go.
♪
Good-bye, Sensei.
[roaring and whirring]
- Oh, no.
And I was having such a great day.
Okay, not really.
- Hands in the air, Turtle freaks!
We got you surrounded.
I hacked your stupid portal and brought you here.
Why? Because I'm awesome!
- Kraang Subprime?
- No, Megan Fox.
Oh, I forgot... you're the dumb one.
- Hey!
- I said hands in the air!
- Subprime, you blithering idiot!
I told you not to bring the Turtles here!
- Where the heck is "here" anyway?
- You are in my domain now, mutants.
The Technodrome!
[cackles and gurgles]
[dramatic music]
- You did good, cousin!
We banished you 'cause you're a screw-up,
but you made up for it!
Welcome home!
- Well thank you, Subprime.
Just wait until the rest of my plan unfolds!
We're going to blow those Turtles to smithereens!
[grunting and yelling]
- We already deactivated one of your Dimensionizers, Krang!
- And we're gonna deactivate the rest!
Turtle Pow--oh.
Ahem. Sorry.
Get him?
[grunting, lasers blasting]
- Get the portal back!
- We only have five minutes to disarm two more bombs!
- Leave this to the real Raphael!
- [grunting]
You gonna shoot another fire hydrant at them, or what?
♪
[chewing]
- [yelling] [metal clanking]
Where the heck did you get pizza?
- Give me a break.
[soaring whistle]
- Whoa!
- Back off, ugly Kraang dude!
[whirring]
- Aagh! - [grunts]
together: Waah!
[electronics shutting down]
- Got it! Heads up, D!
- All right!
[laser charges] Back to our home dimension.
- Whew, finally! Back in the real world.
[bomb beeping]
- Now let's just keep it from blowing up.
- On it.
[beam charging] all: Huh?
[electricity rippling] - Anywhere you go,
we follow, freaks!
- We did it! - Two Dimensionizers down!
- No matter. There's still one left
in the Primary Turtle Reality.
If those Turtles are destroyed, then so are all of you.
[croaks]
- Donnies, get to the third reality.
- There!
[electricity ripples] both: Agh!
[siren sounds, water drips, rat squeaks]
Aah! Ugh!
- Wow! What kind of dimension is this?
- Krang said this was the Primary Turtle reality.
Maybe it came before both of our worlds...
- Channel six must be this way.
- Cool then. Let's go.
[grunting]
[whirring] Aah!
[gasps]
Whoa. It's the Prime Turtles.
- Uh, hi, there. We are ninja--oh.
- No time to explain. Move, D!
[grunting]
[blades swash]
[both scream]
- There it is!
- Gah! Ugh!
[machinery clunks]
[dramatic music]
- See you in another dimension.
[beam charges and blasts]
[victorious music]
- Come on, guys. We're good to go.
- Aw, yeah, we outtie!
- [grunts]
[thwacks]
♪
- You can't escape so easily, freaks!
[beeps] [all screaming]
[all grunt]
- Oh, no. We're back here?
- Ugh!
- Ha!
Welcome back, heinous reptiles.
- You're not going anywhere as long as I have this baby!
I can hack your portal all day long.
[machine beeps and sizzles] Oh!
Aw, Kraang.
- It's over. We stopped your little scheme.
We deactivated all of your Dimensionizers.
You're finished.
- That's right, pink dude.
You can't blow up our realities anymore.
- Blow up...realities?
You've been trying to wipe out dimensions
we've been trying to mutate for thousands of years?
Are you insane?
- Well, you did say wipe out the Turtles at any cost.
- This is why I banished you to Two-Dimensional Earth
in the first place.
Because you're an idiot!
A moron! A dingleberry!
So you know what?
I'm kicking you back!
- Oh, no.
Not again!
- I've had enough Turtles for a millennium!
- Let's take this wad of chewing gum down.
- With pleasure.
[all yell]
- I got your back, bro!
[grunting, lasers firing]
[electronics winding down] - Nice move, Raphael.
[both yell]
- I've had enough of this dweeb.
- Turtle Power!
- [grunting]
That's not good.
[metal grinding]
[exciting music]
- What are you doing? Oh!
Aah!
[squishes]
- Aw, yeah!
A little Hacky Kraang, Michelangelo?
- Put me down, you maniacs!
Gah!
- Booyakasha!
[laser charges and blasts]
- [straining] No!
I hate black and white!
- Well that wasn't such a chore now, was it?
- Leonardo. Thanks.
For everything.
- No, thank you. Without your help,
all of our realities would be doomed.
[rousing music]
♪
- Come on ninjas. Let's go home.
[energy ripples]
['80s beat]
- Feels great to be back home.
- [chewing]
[whirring]
- Agh! [crowd screams]
- Hey do you guys see that?
- Whoa, dudes. A giant freaky worm!
[distant screaming] - I bet that pesky
Shredder and Krang are behind this!
♪
- Ugh! - Cowabunga!
[grunting]
[worm sighs and thumps]
- What the-- - Whoa...
- [growls]
[dramatic music]
- Um, I think things just got really bad, bros.
- [roars]