Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1987) s07e09 Episode Script
9059-056 - The Lost Queen of Atlantis
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half-shell Turtle power! They're the world's Most fearsome fighting team LEONARDO: We're really hip.
They're heroes In the half-shell And they're green RAPHAEL: Hey, get a grip.
When the evil Shredder Attacks These Turtle boys Don't cut him no slack Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Splinter taught them to be Ninja teens LEONARDO: He's a radical rat.
Leonardo leads Donatello does machines DONATELLO: That's a fact, Jack.
Raphael is cool but crude RAPHAEL: Give me a break.
Michelangelo is a party Dude MICHELANGELO: Party! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half-shell Turtle power! [.]
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
Hey, the festival's happening, dude.
Yes.
The Festival of the Bulls here in Lisbon is very colorful.
Oh, we've been hanging out in this olive warehouse all day.
It's time to join the party.
Soon enough, my students.
Donatello has almost completed his new pizza-making machine.
This old olive press stamps out a super pizza, guys.
Look.
Sure, dude.
But who wants a green olive pizza? With black olive topping? Hey, you can always have a black olive pizza with green olive topping.
Hanging out in this olive warehouse is the pits.
Look, if it's all the same to you dudes, I'm gonna scope out this totally tubuloso surf they have here in Lisbon.
We will be going to the festival soon.
Right, Michelangelo.
You don't wanna miss the running of the bulls.
This is your opportunity to take part in a unique cultural event.
What does he think surfing is? KRANG: With this new plan, I will have the Earthlings eating out of my hand.
Of course, Krang.
If you had a hand.
Just because I'm all brain doesn't mean I don't have feelings, Shredder.
Watch.
By focusing the sun's rays through a series of lenses and projecting them through a giant magnifying glass, I can create a single devastating heat ray.
Uh, getting a little warm for you, Rocksteady? Entire cities will burn like matchsticks.
It's giving me a warm feeling just thinking about it.
A lens able to produce that much heat would melt.
Your brains must be getting soft, Krang.
Wrong.
That just demonstrates your ignorance, Shredder.
My long-range scanners have located the only source on Earth of a special ultrasilicon sand.
With it, you can grind a lens which can withstand any heat.
Where is this sand? [BEEPING.]
The bullring in Lisbon, Portugal.
Oh, turn off that map.
I know where Portugal is.
It's not for you.
This is the educational portion of our show.
This key will unlock the door to the Lisbon Cathedral bell tower.
You must set up your magnifying lens there and the focusing lenses in the square facing it.
The lenses must be in place by tomorrow at sunrise for maximum effect.
I'll need Rock Soldiers to assist me.
Take as many as you need and do not fail me this time, Shredder.
Oh, a dude could get lost down here.
I wonder which way the Atlantic Ocean is? I'd better find somebody and ask for directions.
Bummer.
The place is deserted.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING.]
Hey, dudes, which way to the beach? [STAMPEDE RUMBLING.]
Holy cowabunga! A stampede! Splinter said they ran the bulls through the streets, but he didn't tell me they chased turtles.
Ouch! [GRUNTING.]
Keep your horns to yourself, dude.
[BULL MOOS.]
[SCREAMING.]
Tubular ride.
Far out.
I made it to the beach.
And I've got my surfboard.
[.]
Cowabunga! This is April O'Neil, European correspondent, reporting to you from the beach outside Lisbon, Portugal.
Here at Esteral, a magnificent resort hotel is being built by the McDonald/Krump organization.
Now, let's take a tour of the hotel.
Cut! Good, Vernon.
Now, hurry and pack the gear.
I wanna finish this story before they finish building the hotel.
Uh, if you're in such a hurry, April, why don't you carry this heavy gear? Oh, Vernon, don't be such a wimp.
BEBOP: Okay, here's a truck.
Now what? It's full of sand.
Empty it, you nitwit! Um, how do you do that? Ooh! Try this.
It's marked "dump lever.
" Yeah, but we don't read "Porty-gese.
" We don't read, period.
Come on, Vernon.
Oh, now I've got sand in my shoes.
Why do they have to build beach resorts at the beach? Whoa! Look out! [GASPS.]
Vernon! [GASPS.]
W-what happened? Bebop.
Rocksteady.
Bebop? Rocksteady? Oh, no! I never had a sandbox when I was a kid.
Ooh, ooh, I had one.
But my parents put quicksand in it.
[GRUNTS.]
Well, well.
Miss O'Neil.
It's that cute Irma dame too.
Being called "cute" by Rocksteady.
Now, should I take that as a compliment? Let go of me, you tin ape! Cowabunga! APRIL: Help! Whoa, that sounded like April.
Michelangelo to Turtles.
I'm at the beach, and April's in trouble.
LEONARDO: We'll be there in a minute, Michelangelo.
We don't have a minute, dudes.
It's Shred-Head.
I'm going in.
Turtle power! SHREDDER: We'll deal with them later.
We must proceed with the plan.
Whoa! [ALL GRUNT.]
Michelangelo.
Perfect timing.
You dudettes wait here.
I got some business to take care of.
Hey! At least untie us! Of all the places they could put this stupid sand.
And the Turtles are here.
Stop that turtle! Hey, you don't have to read to work this thing.
[ENGINE REVS.]
MICHELANGELO: All right, dudes.
It's time to rock and roll.
They thought they could get me, hoo-hoo! What a pipe dream.
[LOUD RUMBLING.]
Whoa! BEBOP: I think I'll squish me some turtle.
Say bye-bye, turtle.
You're about to become a turtle pancake.
[CHORTLES.]
[.]
Ready, boss? Huh? Help! LEONARDO: Come on, Michelangelo.
Yeah, you're in the way of progress.
Look out! Uh, you look out.
I'm out of here.
Oh! Blast those turtles! Oh, thanks, dudes.
I owe you one.
Nah.
We get paid to do this.
I guess we've thrown a monkey wrench into Shredder's plans.
We ain't finished yet, shellbacks.
But you are.
Mind if I play through? Fore! Hey! I can't see! SHREDDER: Anybody need a lift? I'm driving.
[ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
[ALL GRUNT.]
We must get the lenses set up.
Take that truck and meet me at the rendezvous.
The round-eh-- Uh, what? Never mind.
Just follow us.
Oh, are we ever glad to see you guys.
Yeah, even if you aren't exactly tall, dark and handsome.
We've got to follow Shredder.
Well, that shouldn't be too hard.
Did you ever try to hide a power shovel? [.]
So long, guys.
We've gotta find out what Shredder's up to, Irma.
This could be a big story.
But Mr.
Thompson will wanna know why we aren't covering the festival.
VERNON: Oh! That's the trouble with these old countries.
They're always leaving old things around for tourists to trip on.
Wait, Vernon.
Shredder was standing here when that pile driver fell.
He might have dropped this.
All we've gotta do is find the door this key fits and we'll find Shredder.
Uh-- Find Shredder? Ha! I-- I-- I just remembered I promised Mr.
Thompson I'd get a few shots of Lisbon landmarks right now.
He runs as fast as my last date.
Forget about Vernon.
We'll handle this story ourselves.
[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING.]
We've got to get to the bullring and get that sand.
The lens must be in place by sunrise, tomorrow.
Well, let's go.
I don't want those turtles interfering in our plans.
If there were some way to hide these vehicles Of course! The parade.
No sign of Shredder anywhere.
I don't understand it.
He'd have to fight his way through this parade.
He didn't fight it.
He joined it.
Look.
LEONARDO: It's Shredder.
Bummer, dudes.
The crowd's too thick.
We can't get through.
Shredder's getting away.
Let's fly Turtle Airways.
They're heading into the bullring.
Hm.
The bullfight arena.
I'll bet I can get some interesting footage here.
That's enough.
Wait'll Mr.
Thompson gets a look at these shots.
Shredder! [YELLS.]
It's that wimp reporter.
Stop him! Hey, we caught us a chicken in the bullring.
[WHIMPERING.]
A chicken? [SNORTS.]
Let's see if he's got a wishbone.
[WHIMPERING.]
Hold it, dudes.
Put Vernon down.
The turtles! We put him down, and now you're going down.
LEONARDO: I think we'll be polite and let you go down first.
They've trampled my plans for the last time.
Now it's my turn.
[SNORTING.]
[MOOING.]
Vernon, are you all right? Oh, thank you, thank you.
You saved me.
[HOOFBEATS RUMBLING.]
On the other hand, maybe not.
[BULL SNORTING.]
I hate to be rude, but goodbye.
Shall we join him? ALL: Yes! [.]
[GRUNTING.]
Forget the turtles.
I have bigger fish to fry.
But, boss, turtles aren't fish.
[SNORTS.]
They're reptiles.
Shut up and drive.
[SNORTING.]
Shredder's getting away.
And we're kind of penned in, here.
I've had enough of this bull.
Here, bull-y, bull-y.
Come on.
[MOOS, SNORTS.]
Whoa! Open the gate, guys! I'll get it.
Hey, look, I'm steering a steer.
Yeow! [BULL LOWING.]
Oh, only a 6.
5? You flinched when you landed.
I wonder why Shredder wanted this sand.
I'll bet it's not for building sandcastles.
I'm gonna take some back to the Turtle Van and analyze it.
Oh, look, those workmen are putting up fireworks.
Come on, Irma.
We don't have time to watch fireworks.
Who wants to watch fireworks? I wanna watch the workmen.
We've gotta find the door this key fits.
It's the only way to find Shredder.
IRMA: Get real, April.
What would Shredder be doing in a cathedral? I don't know, but it's the only antique-looking door in Lisbon we haven't tried.
This is the place.
Well, what if they're not here? What if they are? It's just a bell tower.
SHREDDER [OVER BULLHORN.]
: Not there, you fools.
It's Shredder! Okay, we found them.
Can we go now? He's down below us.
Come on.
Hurry.
We've got to be ready before sunrise.
I've gotta get this on tape.
Whoa! April! [GROANING.]
Why, Miss O'Neil, how nice of you to slide in.
Let her go, Shredder, or answer to me.
[LAUGHS.]
Well, well, another one.
Seize her! Come on, you might hurt yourself.
[GRUNTING.]
Yeah.
And that's our job.
Would you like to see how this works, Miss O'Neil? I'll give you the first demonstration.
[LAUGHS.]
When the sun rises to the right angle, it will reflect from my apparatus right into the lens.
And you will be incinerated.
Ha-ha-ha-ha! We've got less than an hour before the sun comes up and we turn into crispy reporters.
Oh, I always wanted to be the toast of the town, but this is ridiculous.
DONATELLO: I've got it.
This dirt from the bullring is ultrasilicon sand.
It's used to grind the finest lenses.
Well, maybe old Shred-Head needs glasses.
Ha! I don't think so.
He's got something much bigger planned.
But what? And where? [.]
I hate to see that morning sun come up.
I hate to see That morning sun come up Irma, I've got an idea.
Yeah, anything to keep me from singing, huh? We have to wait till the first rays of the sun hit the lens, then rock for all we're worth.
I know a few rock songs.
No, we'll be sending a signal.
Okay, Irma.
Now rock.
Come on, Irma, harder.
I've got a bad feeling about this, fellas.
We're no closer to figuring out what Shredder's up to than we were before.
You must be patient, my turtles, if you seek enlightenment.
Whoa, I could use a little less enlightenment.
Or a good pair of sunglasses.
That's a signal.
It's Morse code.
It's from April.
What's she saying, dude? She's trapped in the bell tower and Shredder's going to torch the city with a heat ray in less than half an hour.
You got all that from those few flashes? It's Morse code shorthand.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
Whoever you signaled, I hope they're coming.
The sun's gonna hit any minute.
Don't ask.
No, we can use the sun.
Help me turn this lens again, Irma.
Tilt it down.
It's hot.
Not as hot as it's going to be if we don't get free.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
[RUMBLING.]
MICHELANGELO: What's happening? I don't know, but I don't think we're going to like it.
It's working.
[SIZZLING.]
This lens is acting like a magnifying glass on these ropes.
[DEVICE BEEPING.]
You're too late, turtles.
Time to fry.
[CACKLING.]
Pull on the ropes now! [BOTH GRUNT.]
Head's up! [EXPLOSION.]
APRIL: We made it.
Now let's get out of here.
Whoa, totally awesome pyrotechnics.
So you like those fireworks? You're gonna be seeing stars.
Oh, that was my best club.
Yeow! Those turtles cannot stop the heat ray now.
Everything in this city will be burnt to a crisp.
[CACKLING.]
Au revoir, turtles.
Shredder's getting away.
Never mind him.
We've gotta stop this heat ray.
I've got an idea.
Throw your Turtlecoms at the lenses.
[.]
Those bells ought to do it.
[ALL TOLLING.]
I only hope the bullhorn amplifies the sound.
[EXPLOSIONS.]
It worked! Cool, dude.
Right.
Really cool.
Again.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY.]
Congratulations, my turtles.
You have saved Lisbon.
Now, go out and enjoy the festival.
Uh, thank you, sensei, but we're beat.
Yeah.
If it's all the same to you, we'll just enjoy the festival from here.
[CHUCKLING.]
[.]
They're heroes In the half-shell And they're green RAPHAEL: Hey, get a grip.
When the evil Shredder Attacks These Turtle boys Don't cut him no slack Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Splinter taught them to be Ninja teens LEONARDO: He's a radical rat.
Leonardo leads Donatello does machines DONATELLO: That's a fact, Jack.
Raphael is cool but crude RAPHAEL: Give me a break.
Michelangelo is a party Dude MICHELANGELO: Party! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half-shell Turtle power! [.]
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
Hey, the festival's happening, dude.
Yes.
The Festival of the Bulls here in Lisbon is very colorful.
Oh, we've been hanging out in this olive warehouse all day.
It's time to join the party.
Soon enough, my students.
Donatello has almost completed his new pizza-making machine.
This old olive press stamps out a super pizza, guys.
Look.
Sure, dude.
But who wants a green olive pizza? With black olive topping? Hey, you can always have a black olive pizza with green olive topping.
Hanging out in this olive warehouse is the pits.
Look, if it's all the same to you dudes, I'm gonna scope out this totally tubuloso surf they have here in Lisbon.
We will be going to the festival soon.
Right, Michelangelo.
You don't wanna miss the running of the bulls.
This is your opportunity to take part in a unique cultural event.
What does he think surfing is? KRANG: With this new plan, I will have the Earthlings eating out of my hand.
Of course, Krang.
If you had a hand.
Just because I'm all brain doesn't mean I don't have feelings, Shredder.
Watch.
By focusing the sun's rays through a series of lenses and projecting them through a giant magnifying glass, I can create a single devastating heat ray.
Uh, getting a little warm for you, Rocksteady? Entire cities will burn like matchsticks.
It's giving me a warm feeling just thinking about it.
A lens able to produce that much heat would melt.
Your brains must be getting soft, Krang.
Wrong.
That just demonstrates your ignorance, Shredder.
My long-range scanners have located the only source on Earth of a special ultrasilicon sand.
With it, you can grind a lens which can withstand any heat.
Where is this sand? [BEEPING.]
The bullring in Lisbon, Portugal.
Oh, turn off that map.
I know where Portugal is.
It's not for you.
This is the educational portion of our show.
This key will unlock the door to the Lisbon Cathedral bell tower.
You must set up your magnifying lens there and the focusing lenses in the square facing it.
The lenses must be in place by tomorrow at sunrise for maximum effect.
I'll need Rock Soldiers to assist me.
Take as many as you need and do not fail me this time, Shredder.
Oh, a dude could get lost down here.
I wonder which way the Atlantic Ocean is? I'd better find somebody and ask for directions.
Bummer.
The place is deserted.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING.]
Hey, dudes, which way to the beach? [STAMPEDE RUMBLING.]
Holy cowabunga! A stampede! Splinter said they ran the bulls through the streets, but he didn't tell me they chased turtles.
Ouch! [GRUNTING.]
Keep your horns to yourself, dude.
[BULL MOOS.]
[SCREAMING.]
Tubular ride.
Far out.
I made it to the beach.
And I've got my surfboard.
[.]
Cowabunga! This is April O'Neil, European correspondent, reporting to you from the beach outside Lisbon, Portugal.
Here at Esteral, a magnificent resort hotel is being built by the McDonald/Krump organization.
Now, let's take a tour of the hotel.
Cut! Good, Vernon.
Now, hurry and pack the gear.
I wanna finish this story before they finish building the hotel.
Uh, if you're in such a hurry, April, why don't you carry this heavy gear? Oh, Vernon, don't be such a wimp.
BEBOP: Okay, here's a truck.
Now what? It's full of sand.
Empty it, you nitwit! Um, how do you do that? Ooh! Try this.
It's marked "dump lever.
" Yeah, but we don't read "Porty-gese.
" We don't read, period.
Come on, Vernon.
Oh, now I've got sand in my shoes.
Why do they have to build beach resorts at the beach? Whoa! Look out! [GASPS.]
Vernon! [GASPS.]
W-what happened? Bebop.
Rocksteady.
Bebop? Rocksteady? Oh, no! I never had a sandbox when I was a kid.
Ooh, ooh, I had one.
But my parents put quicksand in it.
[GRUNTS.]
Well, well.
Miss O'Neil.
It's that cute Irma dame too.
Being called "cute" by Rocksteady.
Now, should I take that as a compliment? Let go of me, you tin ape! Cowabunga! APRIL: Help! Whoa, that sounded like April.
Michelangelo to Turtles.
I'm at the beach, and April's in trouble.
LEONARDO: We'll be there in a minute, Michelangelo.
We don't have a minute, dudes.
It's Shred-Head.
I'm going in.
Turtle power! SHREDDER: We'll deal with them later.
We must proceed with the plan.
Whoa! [ALL GRUNT.]
Michelangelo.
Perfect timing.
You dudettes wait here.
I got some business to take care of.
Hey! At least untie us! Of all the places they could put this stupid sand.
And the Turtles are here.
Stop that turtle! Hey, you don't have to read to work this thing.
[ENGINE REVS.]
MICHELANGELO: All right, dudes.
It's time to rock and roll.
They thought they could get me, hoo-hoo! What a pipe dream.
[LOUD RUMBLING.]
Whoa! BEBOP: I think I'll squish me some turtle.
Say bye-bye, turtle.
You're about to become a turtle pancake.
[CHORTLES.]
[.]
Ready, boss? Huh? Help! LEONARDO: Come on, Michelangelo.
Yeah, you're in the way of progress.
Look out! Uh, you look out.
I'm out of here.
Oh! Blast those turtles! Oh, thanks, dudes.
I owe you one.
Nah.
We get paid to do this.
I guess we've thrown a monkey wrench into Shredder's plans.
We ain't finished yet, shellbacks.
But you are.
Mind if I play through? Fore! Hey! I can't see! SHREDDER: Anybody need a lift? I'm driving.
[ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
[ALL GRUNT.]
We must get the lenses set up.
Take that truck and meet me at the rendezvous.
The round-eh-- Uh, what? Never mind.
Just follow us.
Oh, are we ever glad to see you guys.
Yeah, even if you aren't exactly tall, dark and handsome.
We've got to follow Shredder.
Well, that shouldn't be too hard.
Did you ever try to hide a power shovel? [.]
So long, guys.
We've gotta find out what Shredder's up to, Irma.
This could be a big story.
But Mr.
Thompson will wanna know why we aren't covering the festival.
VERNON: Oh! That's the trouble with these old countries.
They're always leaving old things around for tourists to trip on.
Wait, Vernon.
Shredder was standing here when that pile driver fell.
He might have dropped this.
All we've gotta do is find the door this key fits and we'll find Shredder.
Uh-- Find Shredder? Ha! I-- I-- I just remembered I promised Mr.
Thompson I'd get a few shots of Lisbon landmarks right now.
He runs as fast as my last date.
Forget about Vernon.
We'll handle this story ourselves.
[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING.]
We've got to get to the bullring and get that sand.
The lens must be in place by sunrise, tomorrow.
Well, let's go.
I don't want those turtles interfering in our plans.
If there were some way to hide these vehicles Of course! The parade.
No sign of Shredder anywhere.
I don't understand it.
He'd have to fight his way through this parade.
He didn't fight it.
He joined it.
Look.
LEONARDO: It's Shredder.
Bummer, dudes.
The crowd's too thick.
We can't get through.
Shredder's getting away.
Let's fly Turtle Airways.
They're heading into the bullring.
Hm.
The bullfight arena.
I'll bet I can get some interesting footage here.
That's enough.
Wait'll Mr.
Thompson gets a look at these shots.
Shredder! [YELLS.]
It's that wimp reporter.
Stop him! Hey, we caught us a chicken in the bullring.
[WHIMPERING.]
A chicken? [SNORTS.]
Let's see if he's got a wishbone.
[WHIMPERING.]
Hold it, dudes.
Put Vernon down.
The turtles! We put him down, and now you're going down.
LEONARDO: I think we'll be polite and let you go down first.
They've trampled my plans for the last time.
Now it's my turn.
[SNORTING.]
[MOOING.]
Vernon, are you all right? Oh, thank you, thank you.
You saved me.
[HOOFBEATS RUMBLING.]
On the other hand, maybe not.
[BULL SNORTING.]
I hate to be rude, but goodbye.
Shall we join him? ALL: Yes! [.]
[GRUNTING.]
Forget the turtles.
I have bigger fish to fry.
But, boss, turtles aren't fish.
[SNORTS.]
They're reptiles.
Shut up and drive.
[SNORTING.]
Shredder's getting away.
And we're kind of penned in, here.
I've had enough of this bull.
Here, bull-y, bull-y.
Come on.
[MOOS, SNORTS.]
Whoa! Open the gate, guys! I'll get it.
Hey, look, I'm steering a steer.
Yeow! [BULL LOWING.]
Oh, only a 6.
5? You flinched when you landed.
I wonder why Shredder wanted this sand.
I'll bet it's not for building sandcastles.
I'm gonna take some back to the Turtle Van and analyze it.
Oh, look, those workmen are putting up fireworks.
Come on, Irma.
We don't have time to watch fireworks.
Who wants to watch fireworks? I wanna watch the workmen.
We've gotta find the door this key fits.
It's the only way to find Shredder.
IRMA: Get real, April.
What would Shredder be doing in a cathedral? I don't know, but it's the only antique-looking door in Lisbon we haven't tried.
This is the place.
Well, what if they're not here? What if they are? It's just a bell tower.
SHREDDER [OVER BULLHORN.]
: Not there, you fools.
It's Shredder! Okay, we found them.
Can we go now? He's down below us.
Come on.
Hurry.
We've got to be ready before sunrise.
I've gotta get this on tape.
Whoa! April! [GROANING.]
Why, Miss O'Neil, how nice of you to slide in.
Let her go, Shredder, or answer to me.
[LAUGHS.]
Well, well, another one.
Seize her! Come on, you might hurt yourself.
[GRUNTING.]
Yeah.
And that's our job.
Would you like to see how this works, Miss O'Neil? I'll give you the first demonstration.
[LAUGHS.]
When the sun rises to the right angle, it will reflect from my apparatus right into the lens.
And you will be incinerated.
Ha-ha-ha-ha! We've got less than an hour before the sun comes up and we turn into crispy reporters.
Oh, I always wanted to be the toast of the town, but this is ridiculous.
DONATELLO: I've got it.
This dirt from the bullring is ultrasilicon sand.
It's used to grind the finest lenses.
Well, maybe old Shred-Head needs glasses.
Ha! I don't think so.
He's got something much bigger planned.
But what? And where? [.]
I hate to see that morning sun come up.
I hate to see That morning sun come up Irma, I've got an idea.
Yeah, anything to keep me from singing, huh? We have to wait till the first rays of the sun hit the lens, then rock for all we're worth.
I know a few rock songs.
No, we'll be sending a signal.
Okay, Irma.
Now rock.
Come on, Irma, harder.
I've got a bad feeling about this, fellas.
We're no closer to figuring out what Shredder's up to than we were before.
You must be patient, my turtles, if you seek enlightenment.
Whoa, I could use a little less enlightenment.
Or a good pair of sunglasses.
That's a signal.
It's Morse code.
It's from April.
What's she saying, dude? She's trapped in the bell tower and Shredder's going to torch the city with a heat ray in less than half an hour.
You got all that from those few flashes? It's Morse code shorthand.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
Whoever you signaled, I hope they're coming.
The sun's gonna hit any minute.
Don't ask.
No, we can use the sun.
Help me turn this lens again, Irma.
Tilt it down.
It's hot.
Not as hot as it's going to be if we don't get free.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
[RUMBLING.]
MICHELANGELO: What's happening? I don't know, but I don't think we're going to like it.
It's working.
[SIZZLING.]
This lens is acting like a magnifying glass on these ropes.
[DEVICE BEEPING.]
You're too late, turtles.
Time to fry.
[CACKLING.]
Pull on the ropes now! [BOTH GRUNT.]
Head's up! [EXPLOSION.]
APRIL: We made it.
Now let's get out of here.
Whoa, totally awesome pyrotechnics.
So you like those fireworks? You're gonna be seeing stars.
Oh, that was my best club.
Yeow! Those turtles cannot stop the heat ray now.
Everything in this city will be burnt to a crisp.
[CACKLING.]
Au revoir, turtles.
Shredder's getting away.
Never mind him.
We've gotta stop this heat ray.
I've got an idea.
Throw your Turtlecoms at the lenses.
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Those bells ought to do it.
[ALL TOLLING.]
I only hope the bullhorn amplifies the sound.
[EXPLOSIONS.]
It worked! Cool, dude.
Right.
Really cool.
Again.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY.]
Congratulations, my turtles.
You have saved Lisbon.
Now, go out and enjoy the festival.
Uh, thank you, sensei, but we're beat.
Yeah.
If it's all the same to you, we'll just enjoy the festival from here.
[CHUCKLING.]
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