09x05 - The Showdown

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♪ Turtle power ♪

♪ They're the world's
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♪ They're heroes
in a half shell
and they're green ♪

♪ When the evil Shredder
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♪ Turtles fight back ♪

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♪ Turtle power ♪♪

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[ Carter ]
Oh, man, not again!

Just when I was
about to win.
No way, Michelangelo!

- I was winning.
- Get your brains tuned, dude.

I had your Solarian Raider in
a Double-vise Headlock of Doom.

Oh, yeah?
I had you in a Dragon Grip
of Infinite Peril.

Oh, yeah?
So how come our game
froze up again?

I don't know.
We programmed this baby
with every move we know.

[ Beep ]
It should work
perfectly.

Well, don't worry, Carter.
You'll figure out
how to fix it.

Oh, yeah?
It wouldn't be the first bug
I couldn't chase down.

I call it the turboflex.

It increases human strength
by a factor of 20.

[ Michelangelo ]
Whoa. What's the big button do?

That activates it.
But it had a major bug
in it too.

- You know the Flying Crane
maneuver?
- Sure, dude. Who doesn't?

Yeah, well, any time I tried
to do it in the turboflex,

the whole mechanism
would just freeze up.

- Whoa. Bummer.
- I never bothered
to work out the bugs.

I didn't need a suit
to gain extra strength after
I was exposed to the mutagen.

You can say that again.
[ Motorcycle Starts ]

Well, later, dude.
[ Tires Screech ]

Well. Jet McCabe.
What rock did you
crawl out from under?

I've been looking for you,
Carter.

- Seems like you skipped town.
- Let's just say I got bored
hanging around.

You were smart to run
after you got me kicked out
of the martial arts academy.

You had no business there, man.
You cheated.

You just couldn't stand
losing to me, Carter.
You always were a punk.

We've got
some unfinished business
to take care of... loser!

Any time you want,
McCabe.

Hyah!

You say all the TV stations
are being jammed, April?

That's right. Every channel
is putting out the same signal.

[ Beep ]
See? I think
it's being...

deliberately generated.

April!
April, what's going on?

She doesn't hear us.
The signal must have some
kind of hypnotic effect.

But who could be
doing this?

Well, I suspect
the Junior Camping League,
but they have no motive.

So I'd say Dregg!

[ Beeping ]
Hey, I've located the source
of the transmission.

It's a satellite
Earth station
at the edge of town.

Michelangelo,
come in.

Hey, Carter, we gotta--
Carter!

[ Grunting ]

You stinkin' maggot!

Carter, cut it out!

This is
a private discussion,
Michelangelo.

But the guys need us.

What? You need
those loser mutants to
save your sorry bacon?

Yeah, right.
Get a life, Jet.

- Come on, Michelangelo.
- You stinkin' coward!

Come back and fight!

That little jerkweed.
He won't get rid of me
that easy.

The hypno-transmitter
is working perfectly,
Lord Dregg.

The earthlings are already
succumbing to its effects.

And after being exposed to it
for another, oh, 20 minutes,

they will become
permanently hypnotized.

My charade of being these
miserable creatures' friend
can't last forever.

This will prevent the earthlings
from ever turning on me.

The signal's being generated
from inside that building.

There isn't even a lock to pick.
How are we gonna get inside?

Let me take a crack
at it.

- [ Grunts ]
- Mm-hmm.

- You got any more bright ideas?
- Yeah.

- Let's put our shells into it.
- [ All Grunting ]

This is not working.
And it's not doing my back
much good either.

[ All Groaning ]
Guys!

I think we're about to do...

a group mutation!

[ Banging, Thudding ]

The Techno-g*ng!

What a surprise.

- Blast them!
- Let's demoralize
these space creeps.

[ Grunting ]

You know,
I really love you guys.
[ Grunts ]

You're so light
on your feet.

Your hypnotic TV show
just got canceled, techno-geek.

They're too strong.
We must escape!

That must be
Dregg's transmitter.

Who wants to do
the honors?

Wh-- What happened?

[ Hi-Tech ]
Sensors indicate the population
is returning to normal.

Those accursed Turtles!

They block me
at every turn!

And their new mutations
make them even more powerful.

But if I could
harness that power
by duplicating their mutagen,

I could make the Techno-g*ng
invincible.

I must capture one
of the Turtles somehow...

to discover the nature
of their mutation.

It would be necessary
to capture two of the Turtles,
Lord Dregg.

Their individual genetic
patterns must be compared
to find the common mutant gene.

Bah! Capturing two of them
would be impossible!

Unless--

Sleazebug, come in.

Ah, Dreggy,
your immoral badness!

What's the buzz?

Are you still
looking for recruits for
the Pan-Galactic Tournament?

Hey!
Did something
freeze over?

You know I am!

I get 10,000 credits
for each find.

I have some excellent prospects
well skilled in combat.

I'm transmitting the data.

But pay careful attention
to my instructions.

My plan must be followed
to the letter.

Man, mutating
really drains you.

Yeah.

It's worse than watching
a celebrity bowling marathon.

Well,
time to get back to--
[ Beeping ]

The remote alarm!
Someone's breaking into
my workshop!

- Dude, are you sure?
- Yeah!

And I know who.

We'd better follow him.
He could be heading
for trouble.

[ Tires Screech ]

[ Tires Screech ]

[ Doors Closing ]

[ Chuckling ]
I found your little toy, Carter.

It's mine now, and I'm gonna
squash you like a bug.

[ Beep ]

Leave our bud alone!

Well, punk,
you gonna let these weirdos
do your fighting for you?

Back off, guys.
This is my battle.

I hate to break up
this soiree,

but you've got places to go!

Whoa! Am I seeing things,
or did this place suddenly
get a lot less crowded?

You aren't seeing things.

They're gone.

Leonardo and the others--
they're gone!

Oh, relax, greeny.
Your pals are fine.

I just zapped them
to an asteroid on
the other side of the galaxy.

If that's true, that gizmo
of his is the only thing
that'll get them back.

All right, larva-breath,
hand over that teleporter.

You want it?
Come and get it!

[ Snickering ]

Aw, man, we're never gonna
catch that little twerp.

[ Shouting, Chattering ]

Where the heck are we?

Another planet,
I'd guess.

Wherever we are,
there's still no getting away
from me, loser.

Any time you want it,
McCabe!

Will you two knock it off!
We gotta get out of here
somehow!

You, see if you can
bend those bars.

You got us
into this mess, shellback.
Why should I bother?

Because you're wearing
the turboflex, dipstick!

You weaklings couldn't bend
a flexi-straw.

[ Grunting ]

Forget it. Those bars
are made of neutron matter.

What's going on?
Where are we?

You are on a private asteroid
belonging to Karg,

the martial arts grand master
of the galaxy.

You're going
to spend the rest
of your lives here...

competing in the games
for the entertainment
of the rich and powerful.

[ Beep ]

Hah!
Says you, four eyes!

Chill out, Jet.
We're in enough trouble
already, man.

You don't know the meaning
of trouble yet, buddy.
Can it, Jet!

- You can't make us compete.
- You think so, eh?

[ All Groaning ]

If you won't fight,
you will perish.

Okay, so you may
have a point.

All right, you.
You're on deck.

I'm gonna fight that?

[ Roaring ]

[ Grunting ]
Suddenly I wish I was home
in a nice, damp sewer.

You mind telling me
what you're doing?

- I'm modifying
the techno-tracker.
- Sure is a nice night for it.

Look, Raphael, that creep's
vehicle probably left
a trail of particle traces.

[ Yawns ]
I can't tell you
how fascinating this is.

So I've rigged
the techno-tracker
to follow that vehicle.

Well, why didn't you say so?
Let's go!

[ Roars ]
[ Groans ]

Michelangelo,
look out!

Hey, no fair.
He's got four arms! And weapons!

[ Chuckling ]
These games are
no-holds-barred.

Well, why didn't you
just say so?

Cowabunga!

[ Groaning ]

[ Crowd Cheering ]

Hey-hey!
Way to go, Michelangelo!
All right!

The winner and still
boss turtle of all time!

Me!

[ Crowd Cheering ]
You're next!

A turtle, huh?

I hate turtles!

Yeah? Well, I'm not
too crazy about cyborgs.

[ Both Grunting ]

So, you think
you're sharp, huh?

Why doesn't he do something?

He's just letting that guy
attack him!

Looks like your green friend
is as yellow as you are, Carter.

Well, this is where
the trail stops.

Here? What did that guy do,
make his getaway
on a seesaw?

Maybe that's exactly
what he did.

Donatello,
you just broke
the goofy meter.

Will you just look around.

There might be some kind
of secret entrance here.

Hey!
Check this out!

That bug-head must have
gone down this tunnel.

You know, there's one thing
that worries me about all this.

Only one? [ Chuckles ]
I can think of at least


Well, this is obviously
another one of Dregg's schemes
to get us out of the way.

Yeah.
Kinda guessed that.

All right, so why did he
leave you and me behind?

And why did he wag that
teleporter under our nose...

as if he wanted us
to follow him?

I got a headache this big,
and it's got "Donatello"
written all over it.

I'm just worried
this is some kind of trap.

[ Whistles ]
Wow.

If it's a trap,
it sure is a big one.
And it's all underground.

Come on. We gotta
find that teleporter.

It's the guys'
only ticket home.

[ Roaring ]

Why isn't Leonardo
fighting back?

I don't know, dude.
It looks like
he's deliberately losing.

You want me?
Come and get me!

[ Babbling ]

[ Cheering ]

What's the matter with you,
Leonardo?

You could've taken that guy.
You didn't attack him at all.

I never would've beaten him
with a frontal as*ault.
He was too strong!

Yeah, amigo.
He used the metalhead's
own strength against him.

It's like Splinter says--
some battles can't be won
by fighting.

I never heard him say that.
Then you're hearing it now,
Carter!

One lesson you've got
to learn is, some fights you
just have to walk away from.

No wonder
you're such a loser.

If you ask me,
your sensei's as big
a coward as you are.

We'll see
who the real loser is.

You aliens
got some company!

- What are you doing here?
- I allowed a prisoner
to escape.

For my crime,
I must compete in the games.

And Karg the Merciless
has decreed that if I lose,

I will perish.

You poor, dumb sap.

[ Beeping ]

That little c*ck
must be around here somewhere.

Look!

Looking for this?

I don't get it.
How come he isn't
zapping us?

Well, don't give him
any ideas.

[ Both Grunting ]

Remember what you said
about all this being a trap?

- Yeah.
- I think you may have been
onto something.

And you suckers
walked right into it!
[ Laughing ]

My plan
worked perfectly.

I knew they'd come
after the teleporter.

In a few moments,
the compu-scanners will have
analyzed their genetic code.

Then we can duplicate
the mutagen...

and make the Techno-g*ng
invincible.

[ Grunts ]
[ Crowd Cheering ]

Oh, is this ever turning
into a bummer of a day.

[ Roaring ]

[ Groaning ]

Oh, he's gonna bust my shell.

[ Roaring ]

All right!
Winner by mutation!

Six against one
isn't fair.

Okay,
have it your way.

[ Snarls ]

That wasn't exactly
what I had in mind.

[ Grunting ]

[ Cheering ]

That cut 'em down to size.

- [ Snarling ]
- [ Grunting ]

You want a piece of me?
Huh? [ Grunts ]

Keep dreamin'.
This gizmo makes me
even stronger than you!

Where I come from
your kind's extinct,

and you're about
to find out why.

[ Jet Grunts ]

I whipped his sorry tail!

Yeah, with the help
of my invention.

I could squash you with
or without this thing, punk.

Put your money where your big
mouth is, McCabe. Me and you,
fair fight-- no turboflex.

You got it, bozo.
I just hope I don't
beat you too bad.

You! Now you'll see
what it feels like...

to be forced to battle.

[ Both Grunting ]

- Those guards!
- Yes.

If I lose,
they're going to terminate me.

I can't do this.

Disarm me.

Disarm me! Now!

But why?

Because my winning isn't worth
your losing your life.

[ Grunting ]
[ Crowd Cheering ]

You-- You saved me.

Ah, the Turtles.
I trust you haven't been
too, uh, uncomfortable.

Dregg, I'd call you
a slime bucket,

but that'd be an insult
to decent slime buckets
everywhere.

Oh, tsk-tsk-tsk.
You've both been
such cooperative subjects.

For what?
A genetic scan?

Most perceptive.

Now I'll be able
to duplicate the mutagen...

and turn the Techno-g*ng
into an army of superwarriors.

No force on Earth
will be able to oppose me.

Of course, the mutagen
must be tested first,

and I can't afford to lose
any of my men.

[ Grunting ]
Is this some kind of gag?

I'm afraid not, Sleazebug.

I'll get you for this,
Dregg!

I'm afraid you've gone
to a lot of trouble
for nothing.

Your friends
won't be coming back!

My last fight,
and it's with Jet.

I know I can take him,
at least without the suit.

Okay, Carter,
it's time for
our final showdown.

No turboflex.
Right, McCabe?

Yeah, right.

[ Beep ]

But this way
it'll be more fun!

- [ Laughing ]
- Aah!

Oh, man!
Busted by my own invention!

We're gonna settle
our score, Carter,
once and for all.

- You call this fair?
- No!

I call it
a guaranteed win!

[ Groans ]

I gotta deactivate
his suit.

[ Grunts ]

But I can't get near
the control button.

You won't win like this,
McCabe!

I won't--
let you!

[ Gasps ]
What are you?

Y-You're some kind
of freak!

[ Groans ]

[ Roars ]

We gotta
get out of here!

[ Grunting ]
Yeah, before Dregg
mutates the Techno-g*ng.

[ Both Grunting ]

Now we're gettin'
somewhere!

Let's find Dregg!

- [ Both Grunting, Groaning ]
- [ Crowd Cheering ]

[ Buzzing ]

[ Alien Guard ]
Over here.

You won't have to spend
the rest of your life here
fighting as sl*ves.

It's the least I could do
to repay you for saving me.

But it doesn't do us much good
if we're stuck on this asteroid.

There's a teleporter
in the control room
beneath the arena.

I'll take you there.
Not without Carter!

[ Groans ]

Carter!
We're getting out of here!

No!
McCabe's gotta pay!

No way, dude!
There's no time!

You stinkin' coward!

It ain't over
till I say it's over!

Hurry.
They're already
looking for you.

This is the teleporter.

[ Beeping ]
Can you program it to home in
on the frequency of this device?

It shouldn't be a problem.
[ Beeping ]

There.
Get in. Quickly!

Going somewhere,
punk?

Oh, man, don't you know
when to quit?

- Our showdown ain't over!
- Yes, it is!

- You lost. Now deal with it.
- Deal with this!

- Do you know
what this is, Jet?
- What?

It's the Fist of Iron.

Only one maneuver can stop it--
the Flying Crane.

Uh, is this really the time
for showing off, Carter?

Chill, dude.
I know what he's up to.

So you thought I didn't know
the Flying Crane, huh?
[ Clanking, Creaking ]

Watch.

[ Grunting ]

Surprise, Jet.
The Flying Crane's the one move
the turboflex can't do.

Aah! You tricked me,
you stinkin' punk!

[ Beep ]

Now will you get moving?
We gotta split.

Forget it, Carter.
I'm staying.

Are you buggin', Jet?
You're gonna stay in this
interplanetary freak show?

This is one outfit
I won't get kicked out of.

See ya around.

Well, let's go then.

[ Grunting ]
You can't do this to me!

You'll ruin
my rugged good looks.

Now to apply
the mutagen.

That should be enough.

Now let's see
what we've got.

[ Groaning ]
You've-- You've turned me
into a monster.

A hideous freak of nature!

I like it!

I'm ready to do some damage
and stomp some earthlings.

Try stomping this,
you overgrown--

You know what?
We're gonna need a really
big can of bug spray.

We may have bitten off
more than we can chew.

[ Laughing ]
Now to finish you off,
Turtles!

Not so fast, Dregg!

You! It can't be!

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

- Hyah!
- Hey, dudes!

- Glad to see us?
- Yeah. But do you always
have to cut it so close?

Come on,
We've gotta destroy
that mutation machine.

You fools!
That machine's connected
to the main power core.

I think we triggered
a chain reaction.

Let's scram!

We must escape before
the core goes critical!

To the shuttle!

Oh, man, what a waste
of a really cool playground.

[ April ]
So I guess Dregg won't be
making any more mutants.

Nope.
That whole underground lab
is history.

But I bet we haven't
seen the last of that
Sleazebug character.

Hey, dudes, check it out.
Carter and I finally
fixed our video game.

- How'd you do that?
- I think the problem was...

we programmed in
too many moves
and not enough ninja wisdom.

So we programmed in
Splinter's teaching that winning
at any cost isn't what counts.

- [ Video Game Beeping ]
- ♪♪ [ Game Theme ]

- Ohh.
- Congratulations, guys.

You've just invented
the least fun video game
in the universe.

I guess we overdid it.

Well, amigo,
back to the old
drawing board.