Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1987) s07e15 Episode Script
9062-9302 - The Starchild
[.]
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 We're really hip.
They're heroes In the half-shell And they're green 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 That's a fact, Jack.
Raphael is cool but crude Give me a break.
Michelangelo Is a party dude Party! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half-shell Turtle power! [.]
DONATELLO: Ah, there's nothing like a stroll through the city dump.
Yeah, except maybe falling headfirst into a garbage can.
But the city dump's full of raw materials for my inventions.
Whew.
Raw is right, dude.
And by putting this stuff to good use, I feel I'm making a contribution to recycling.
You mean you're gonna use this junk to make more junk? Why not just leave it where it is, and eliminate the middleman? Whoa.
I've been looking for a piece of sheet metal just like this one.
[OBJECTS RATTLING.]
RAPHAEL: I could have stayed home in a nice, damp sewer, but no.
You sure got trashed, dude.
Look, Donatello, maybe we should get out of here before somebody gets hurt.
Aw, come on.
It was an accident.
What could possibly happen to us in a junkyard? Well, a humongo alien starship could fall on our heads.
Oh-ho-ho, don't be ridiculous.
Look for yourself, dude.
Yeah, does the phrase [SHOUTS.]
"Run for your lives!" [NORMAL VOICE.]
come to mind? [STARSHIP WHOOSHES.]
We'd better check this out.
RAPHAEL: Whoa.
I'd say that guy needs to take a few landing lessons.
[.]
The hull should be hot as a frying pan, but it's stone cold.
Wait a minute.
What if whatever's in there isn't friendly? And what if it's this enormo alien monster with dozens of eyes and giant fangs, like we saw in that movie the other night? Yeah, and what if it's favorite food is turtles on a half-shell? And what if it's in trouble? I guess we're gonna find out.
LEONARDO: Uh, pardon us.
Anybody home? It's only us, four friendly ninja turtles.
And we're probably just as odd-looking as you are.
[.]
Or maybe not.
[GIGGLES.]
Hi.
It's a kid.
Quarx.
Is that your name? [DEVICE BEEPING.]
Drako reporting.
I've located the Starchild.
MAN [OVER COMMUNICATOR.]
: At last.
When can the fleet be in position? Our ETA is two hours.
You have to handle the situation until then.
Then wish me luck.
I'm gonna need it.
LEONARDO: Quarx, please, try to explain.
What are you doing all alone on this ship? No.
I wanna play.
[.]
Toys.
No, no, no, Quarx.
Garbage.
Well, maybe to him it's a toy.
What in the--? Get that kid out of here.
Now.
Get out of my way, Earthlings, or I'll have to blast you too.
You aren't gonna blast anybody.
Ah, you missed me by a mile, waffle-head.
Gotcha, dude.
All right, sarge.
Why are you pickin' on that little kid? Oh, you fools.
That's the Starchild, the most dangerous being in the universe.
[GRUNTS.]
Dangerous? Are you out of your mind? DRAKO: You'll find out.
Would someone explain just why an intergalactic storm trooper is after a cute, little alien? One thing's for sure: We'd better get him someplace safe until we can get some answers.
APRIL: This sure has been a slow news day.
I think I'll go home.
VERNON: Oh-ho-ho, no, you won't.
Your shift doesn't end for another 20 minutes, April.
Besides, a good reporter doesn't wait around for news to happen.
A good reporter can find a story just by looking out his window.
[.]
What are you staring at, Vernon? Uh, nothing.
MAN: Drako, did you locate the Starchild? Yes, but some locals interfered.
[GROANS.]
Where is the Starchild now? I don't know.
My tracking device was destroyed, and I lost my blaster.
I'm gonna need reinforcements.
Well, we'll send some advance ships down to help you, until the main fleet is in position.
He won't escape this time.
His ship's all smashed up.
Then we're finally going to get him.
One way or another.
[.]
LEONARDO: We questioned him all the way back here, Master Splinter, and we're still in the dark.
Uh, we don't know who he is, o-or why he's flying around the galaxy all alone.
I sense that we should uncover these mysteries quickly, my pupils, or there will be dire consequences.
Gee, I feel better already.
Where is he now? Out front.
We gave him some of Michelangelo's Bugman toys to play with.
And he'd better not lose any of the accessories.
[TOYS BUZZING.]
What in the world? RAPHAEL: Whew.
That's what I call a neat trick.
It appears our young friend possesses telekinetic powers.
[QUARX GIGGLES.]
Toys.
Little dude, no! Uh, I'd say we have a little discipline problem here.
MICHELANGELO: Little? Try lethal, dude.
[.]
Guys, we have got to get that kid calmed down before we all get turned into turtle kebabs.
Master Splinter, can't you use your ninja mind control to make him stop? Ah, I fear not.
His mental abilities are infinitely greater than my own.
Such anger.
Such rage.
I've never sensed anything like it.
He's a rude little dude, all right.
LEONARDO: What's needed here is some good old-fashioned parental authority.
Quarx, put those things down.
[TURTLES SHOUTING.]
Man, I had no idea parenting was so dangerous.
Now we're going to play a game called Question & Answer.
No.
Quarx, we want to help you.
I just wanna play.
LEONARDO: Ah, Quarx, wait.
You've gotta stay with us.
No.
Why should I listen to you? You're not my father.
It sounds like he won't obey anyone but his father.
He could be anywhere by now.
We might be able to find him with the tracking gear on the Turtle Van.
Then let's do it.
Master Splinter, where are you going? To his spacecraft.
My ninja sense tells me we must learn more about this strange child.
Perhaps the ship holds a clue.
[.]
Any luck, Donatello? No, not yet.
I'm hoping he's putting out some kind of weird energy field I can lock on to.
Oh, great.
In the meantime, we don't even know if we're heading in the right direction.
Hey, this is a delicate operation, Raphael.
It takes a lot of precision and technical skill.
POLICE DISPATCHER [ON RADIO.]
: All units.
Officers need assistance, 97th and Chestnut.
It's some kind of weird alien being.
MICHELANGELO: Forget technical skill, dude.
Just step on it.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
[TIRES SCREECH.]
POLICE OFFICER: Surrender quietly or we'll have to use force.
Whew.
If he threw a tantrum when Raphael yelled at him-- Think how he'll react when those cops start blasting.
LEONARDO: Officer, hold your fire.
[GASPS.]
More aliens.
You don't watch much TV, do you? Hey, little star dude.
Remember us? Listen, amigo.
What say you put those cars down, huh? No, they're my toys.
But if you come with us, we'll find you some even-more-awesome toys to play with.
Okay.
[.]
So help me, if I get trashed one more time, I am quitting the show.
Okay, amigo.
Let's go.
[POLICE RADIOS CHATTERING.]
MICHELANGELO: Little dude, stop.
Oh, no.
[BODIES THUD.]
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[COMMUNICATOR BEEPS.]
APRIL: Guys, it's April.
Uh, we're a little busy.
Then you're not interested in the fact that four alien starfighters are about to land outside Channel 6? Well, it's probably more of those wackos who are after Quarx.
Hang on, April.
We'll be right there.
Michelangelo and I will handle those blaster-crazed alien storm troopers.
You two get that kid calmed down.
Oh, sure.
Give us the easy job.
He's flitting all over the place like a bat.
POLICE OFFICER: We can't handle this thing.
Call in the National Guard.
Hey, he stopped three blocks north of here.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
Oh, wow.
What a story.
Uh, yeah.
Great.
Uh, Mom was right.
I should have become a periodontist.
MICHELANGELO: Man, those ships sure have taken a beating.
And we're gonna take a beating if we don't get the jump on those goons.
Come on.
[STAIRS BEEPING.]
All right, let's nail that Starchild.
You're the ones who are gonna get nailed.
[.]
[GRUNTS.]
DRAKO: Take those green freaks out.
[ALIENS GRUNT.]
[VAN APPROACHING.]
[BRAKES SCREECH.]
Hey, there, little Quarx.
We wanna help you, Quarx.
Don't want help.
Just want to play.
But playing won't solve your problems.
[HEAVY RUMBLING APPROACHING.]
Oh, man.
Here we go again.
SOLDIER: There he is.
Fire.
Everybody tries to hurt me.
No, Quarx.
They just don't understand you.
RAPHAEL: Well, uh, that could have gone better.
Quarx, wait.
You've got to come with us.
No.
You're not my father.
Why does he keep saying that? We'd better check in with Leonardo and Michelangelo.
I mean, maybe they're having better luck than we are.
Heh.
Well, that wouldn't be hard.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING.]
These must be the ship's computer records.
Perhaps they will offer some clue to Quarx's origin.
But I can't read this alien language.
This may take a bit of searching.
[COMPUTER BEEPS.]
Why don't you freaks clear out and let us do our job? Not if it means hurting that kid.
[ROARS.]
What a story.
Come on, Vernon.
Let's move in for a closer shot.
Vernon! Cowabunga! Come.
We'll continue the search by ship.
[STAIRS BEEPING.]
MICHELANGELO: Not so fast, space dudes.
[ENGINES POWERING DOWN.]
[BRAKES SCREECH.]
LEONARDO: How did it go with Quarx? Oh, fine.
Everything's completely out of control.
[DEVICE BEEPING.]
You fools.
If you don't let us find that Starchild, your whole planet could be obliterated.
Hah.
Yeah, right.
How are you losers gonna obliterate a planet with no ships? [DEVICE BEEPING.]
Uh, guys, I'm picking up about 4000 blips, all heading straight toward Earth.
MAN: Attention, people of Earth.
We have your planet surrounded.
We have come for the Starchild.
You have 30 minutes to deliver him to us, or we shall be forced to destroy him, even if it means destroying your planet.
[.]
MAN: I repeat, you have 30 minutes to turn the Starchild over to us, or we will open fire on your planet.
All right, you goons.
Why is a whole starfleet out to zap one little kid? That is no ordinary child.
The Starchild has caused destruction on hundreds of worlds throughout the galaxy.
But he's just a child.
A child with incredible powers.
Those of us who survived banded together, determined to stop him from destroying more worlds.
We've been pursuing him for more than two centuries.
How could he remain a kid for that long? The Starchild has infinite powers.
It can be whatever it wants.
The armada doesn't want to destroy your planet, but if that's what it takes to spare other worlds from the destruction, so be it.
Uh, guys.
Huddle time.
I don't want to sound pessimistic, but, uh, I don't see a way out of this one.
We can't let those goons destroy him.
MICHELANGELO: Yeah.
He may be totally destructive, but he's just a kid.
It sounds to me like he needs to grow up a little.
You know, that might just be the answer.
Say, maybe Master Splinter's turned something up.
You go to the ship and find out.
We'll find Quarx with the Turtle Van and meet up with you.
Uh, April, can I borrow your news van? [.]
All right, we'll get you the Starchild.
Just stay put and don't interfere.
[.]
Those fools will never be able to capture the Starchild.
[CHUCKLES.]
And besides, I must have his power for myself.
[.]
Seek out the Starchild.
SPLINTER: I have found a promising file, Donatello.
[COMPUTER HUMMING.]
[BEEPS.]
MAN [ON RECORDING.]
: Personal log of Merrick.
Date: 6319.
I am having continued success with the experiment to give my son Quarx extraordinary powers.
That guy Merrick is Quarx's father.
In time, under my guidance, his powers will grow.
For if our planet is to survive this terrible interstellar war, Quarx is our only hope.
Date: 6321.
It's too late.
Out planet is doomed, and Quarx is too young to understand his mission.
Poor Merrick.
But what was his mission for Quarx? I think I understand.
He gave his son powers which would enable him to put an end to the war.
But since he never got to tell Quarx-- The boy never got a chance to grow up and use his powers constructively.
And he won't grow up for anyone but his father, which means we're sunk.
Not necessarily, Donatello.
Come with me.
[.]
[BRAKES SCREECH.]
Hey, little bud.
It's us.
QUARX: Go away.
Ah, it's no good.
He doesn't trust us anymore.
[COMMUNICATOR BEEPS.]
DONATELLO: How's it goin', guys? Terrible.
Have you found Quarx? He's in the park.
But he's not gonna stay there very long.
You've got to keep him there, no matter what it takes.
We're on our way with help.
RAPHAEL: Now, how in the heck are we supposed to make him stay put? Dudes, I am about to be brilliant.
Check this out.
Let's go play in the park.
It just might work.
[.]
Whoa, totally awesome fun, eh, guys? Uh, right.
Whee! Uh, oh, boy, is this fun.
Whoa.
MICHELANGELO: Hey, little dude.
Come on and play with us.
Okay.
[.]
Whew.
Looks like everything's gonna be just-- --rotten! Oh, man.
Talk about bad timing.
Look, Quarx, I'm one of your kind.
I'm the friend you've always been looking for.
Come closer.
Don't do it, Quarx.
That's it.
Just a little closer.
RAPHAEL: Hey, if I didn't know better, I'd say that was some kind of hypnotic device.
We've got to take these machines out.
[GRUNTS.]
Now.
[GRUNTS.]
[EXCLAIMS.]
In just a few more seconds, you will do my bidding, and I'll use your power to conquer the universe.
Get ready to rethink your career goals, bozo.
DRAKO: No! You tricked me.
Everybody hates me.
No, little dude.
Honest.
Well, now, ho-- Hold on.
I-I hate him.
[TURTLES GRUNT.]
MERRICK'S VOICE: Quarx.
Stop it.
[GASPS.]
Father? My son, I had to leave you before I could teach you to use your powers.
It is time for you to use them to help others, and to end war.
War is the reason I cannot be with you.
But if you use the powers I gave you to create peace throughout the galaxy, my spirit will be with you always.
Farewell, my son.
It is time for you to grow up.
Ah, the smoke bomb was a nice effect, sensei.
I only hope my ninjutsu mind powers convinced him.
Farewell, Father.
He's repaired all the ships.
The Starchild has evolved.
Listen to me, all of you.
I am sorry for the harm I caused you.
I-I was a child, and-- And didn't know any better.
But I've grown up now, and if you'll let me, I will return with you to your home worlds and undo the damage I caused, just as I have repaired your ships.
Then we can live together in peace.
Very well.
Join us, Quarx.
Quarx, w-what happened to him? Oh, I zapped him to a prison planet in the Rigel system.
Catch you later, dudes.
[.]
Whoa.
All right.
I like that star dude's style.
Yep.
I hate to brag, but I'd say we did a pretty darned good day's work.
And we have learned an important lesson, my pupils.
Each of us is given special powers.
When we are childish and use them selfishly, these powers are weakened.
But as we learn to care about others, our abilities grow.
And that is true maturity, my students.
Absolutely, sensei.
Uh, would you excuse us for a moment? [.]
Uh, don't worry, sensei.
We'll get around to maturing.
Uh, one of these days.
[.]
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 We're really hip.
They're heroes In the half-shell And they're green 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 That's a fact, Jack.
Raphael is cool but crude Give me a break.
Michelangelo Is a party dude Party! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half-shell Turtle power! [.]
DONATELLO: Ah, there's nothing like a stroll through the city dump.
Yeah, except maybe falling headfirst into a garbage can.
But the city dump's full of raw materials for my inventions.
Whew.
Raw is right, dude.
And by putting this stuff to good use, I feel I'm making a contribution to recycling.
You mean you're gonna use this junk to make more junk? Why not just leave it where it is, and eliminate the middleman? Whoa.
I've been looking for a piece of sheet metal just like this one.
[OBJECTS RATTLING.]
RAPHAEL: I could have stayed home in a nice, damp sewer, but no.
You sure got trashed, dude.
Look, Donatello, maybe we should get out of here before somebody gets hurt.
Aw, come on.
It was an accident.
What could possibly happen to us in a junkyard? Well, a humongo alien starship could fall on our heads.
Oh-ho-ho, don't be ridiculous.
Look for yourself, dude.
Yeah, does the phrase [SHOUTS.]
"Run for your lives!" [NORMAL VOICE.]
come to mind? [STARSHIP WHOOSHES.]
We'd better check this out.
RAPHAEL: Whoa.
I'd say that guy needs to take a few landing lessons.
[.]
The hull should be hot as a frying pan, but it's stone cold.
Wait a minute.
What if whatever's in there isn't friendly? And what if it's this enormo alien monster with dozens of eyes and giant fangs, like we saw in that movie the other night? Yeah, and what if it's favorite food is turtles on a half-shell? And what if it's in trouble? I guess we're gonna find out.
LEONARDO: Uh, pardon us.
Anybody home? It's only us, four friendly ninja turtles.
And we're probably just as odd-looking as you are.
[.]
Or maybe not.
[GIGGLES.]
Hi.
It's a kid.
Quarx.
Is that your name? [DEVICE BEEPING.]
Drako reporting.
I've located the Starchild.
MAN [OVER COMMUNICATOR.]
: At last.
When can the fleet be in position? Our ETA is two hours.
You have to handle the situation until then.
Then wish me luck.
I'm gonna need it.
LEONARDO: Quarx, please, try to explain.
What are you doing all alone on this ship? No.
I wanna play.
[.]
Toys.
No, no, no, Quarx.
Garbage.
Well, maybe to him it's a toy.
What in the--? Get that kid out of here.
Now.
Get out of my way, Earthlings, or I'll have to blast you too.
You aren't gonna blast anybody.
Ah, you missed me by a mile, waffle-head.
Gotcha, dude.
All right, sarge.
Why are you pickin' on that little kid? Oh, you fools.
That's the Starchild, the most dangerous being in the universe.
[GRUNTS.]
Dangerous? Are you out of your mind? DRAKO: You'll find out.
Would someone explain just why an intergalactic storm trooper is after a cute, little alien? One thing's for sure: We'd better get him someplace safe until we can get some answers.
APRIL: This sure has been a slow news day.
I think I'll go home.
VERNON: Oh-ho-ho, no, you won't.
Your shift doesn't end for another 20 minutes, April.
Besides, a good reporter doesn't wait around for news to happen.
A good reporter can find a story just by looking out his window.
[.]
What are you staring at, Vernon? Uh, nothing.
MAN: Drako, did you locate the Starchild? Yes, but some locals interfered.
[GROANS.]
Where is the Starchild now? I don't know.
My tracking device was destroyed, and I lost my blaster.
I'm gonna need reinforcements.
Well, we'll send some advance ships down to help you, until the main fleet is in position.
He won't escape this time.
His ship's all smashed up.
Then we're finally going to get him.
One way or another.
[.]
LEONARDO: We questioned him all the way back here, Master Splinter, and we're still in the dark.
Uh, we don't know who he is, o-or why he's flying around the galaxy all alone.
I sense that we should uncover these mysteries quickly, my pupils, or there will be dire consequences.
Gee, I feel better already.
Where is he now? Out front.
We gave him some of Michelangelo's Bugman toys to play with.
And he'd better not lose any of the accessories.
[TOYS BUZZING.]
What in the world? RAPHAEL: Whew.
That's what I call a neat trick.
It appears our young friend possesses telekinetic powers.
[QUARX GIGGLES.]
Toys.
Little dude, no! Uh, I'd say we have a little discipline problem here.
MICHELANGELO: Little? Try lethal, dude.
[.]
Guys, we have got to get that kid calmed down before we all get turned into turtle kebabs.
Master Splinter, can't you use your ninja mind control to make him stop? Ah, I fear not.
His mental abilities are infinitely greater than my own.
Such anger.
Such rage.
I've never sensed anything like it.
He's a rude little dude, all right.
LEONARDO: What's needed here is some good old-fashioned parental authority.
Quarx, put those things down.
[TURTLES SHOUTING.]
Man, I had no idea parenting was so dangerous.
Now we're going to play a game called Question & Answer.
No.
Quarx, we want to help you.
I just wanna play.
LEONARDO: Ah, Quarx, wait.
You've gotta stay with us.
No.
Why should I listen to you? You're not my father.
It sounds like he won't obey anyone but his father.
He could be anywhere by now.
We might be able to find him with the tracking gear on the Turtle Van.
Then let's do it.
Master Splinter, where are you going? To his spacecraft.
My ninja sense tells me we must learn more about this strange child.
Perhaps the ship holds a clue.
[.]
Any luck, Donatello? No, not yet.
I'm hoping he's putting out some kind of weird energy field I can lock on to.
Oh, great.
In the meantime, we don't even know if we're heading in the right direction.
Hey, this is a delicate operation, Raphael.
It takes a lot of precision and technical skill.
POLICE DISPATCHER [ON RADIO.]
: All units.
Officers need assistance, 97th and Chestnut.
It's some kind of weird alien being.
MICHELANGELO: Forget technical skill, dude.
Just step on it.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
[TIRES SCREECH.]
POLICE OFFICER: Surrender quietly or we'll have to use force.
Whew.
If he threw a tantrum when Raphael yelled at him-- Think how he'll react when those cops start blasting.
LEONARDO: Officer, hold your fire.
[GASPS.]
More aliens.
You don't watch much TV, do you? Hey, little star dude.
Remember us? Listen, amigo.
What say you put those cars down, huh? No, they're my toys.
But if you come with us, we'll find you some even-more-awesome toys to play with.
Okay.
[.]
So help me, if I get trashed one more time, I am quitting the show.
Okay, amigo.
Let's go.
[POLICE RADIOS CHATTERING.]
MICHELANGELO: Little dude, stop.
Oh, no.
[BODIES THUD.]
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[COMMUNICATOR BEEPS.]
APRIL: Guys, it's April.
Uh, we're a little busy.
Then you're not interested in the fact that four alien starfighters are about to land outside Channel 6? Well, it's probably more of those wackos who are after Quarx.
Hang on, April.
We'll be right there.
Michelangelo and I will handle those blaster-crazed alien storm troopers.
You two get that kid calmed down.
Oh, sure.
Give us the easy job.
He's flitting all over the place like a bat.
POLICE OFFICER: We can't handle this thing.
Call in the National Guard.
Hey, he stopped three blocks north of here.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
Oh, wow.
What a story.
Uh, yeah.
Great.
Uh, Mom was right.
I should have become a periodontist.
MICHELANGELO: Man, those ships sure have taken a beating.
And we're gonna take a beating if we don't get the jump on those goons.
Come on.
[STAIRS BEEPING.]
All right, let's nail that Starchild.
You're the ones who are gonna get nailed.
[.]
[GRUNTS.]
DRAKO: Take those green freaks out.
[ALIENS GRUNT.]
[VAN APPROACHING.]
[BRAKES SCREECH.]
Hey, there, little Quarx.
We wanna help you, Quarx.
Don't want help.
Just want to play.
But playing won't solve your problems.
[HEAVY RUMBLING APPROACHING.]
Oh, man.
Here we go again.
SOLDIER: There he is.
Fire.
Everybody tries to hurt me.
No, Quarx.
They just don't understand you.
RAPHAEL: Well, uh, that could have gone better.
Quarx, wait.
You've got to come with us.
No.
You're not my father.
Why does he keep saying that? We'd better check in with Leonardo and Michelangelo.
I mean, maybe they're having better luck than we are.
Heh.
Well, that wouldn't be hard.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING.]
These must be the ship's computer records.
Perhaps they will offer some clue to Quarx's origin.
But I can't read this alien language.
This may take a bit of searching.
[COMPUTER BEEPS.]
Why don't you freaks clear out and let us do our job? Not if it means hurting that kid.
[ROARS.]
What a story.
Come on, Vernon.
Let's move in for a closer shot.
Vernon! Cowabunga! Come.
We'll continue the search by ship.
[STAIRS BEEPING.]
MICHELANGELO: Not so fast, space dudes.
[ENGINES POWERING DOWN.]
[BRAKES SCREECH.]
LEONARDO: How did it go with Quarx? Oh, fine.
Everything's completely out of control.
[DEVICE BEEPING.]
You fools.
If you don't let us find that Starchild, your whole planet could be obliterated.
Hah.
Yeah, right.
How are you losers gonna obliterate a planet with no ships? [DEVICE BEEPING.]
Uh, guys, I'm picking up about 4000 blips, all heading straight toward Earth.
MAN: Attention, people of Earth.
We have your planet surrounded.
We have come for the Starchild.
You have 30 minutes to deliver him to us, or we shall be forced to destroy him, even if it means destroying your planet.
[.]
MAN: I repeat, you have 30 minutes to turn the Starchild over to us, or we will open fire on your planet.
All right, you goons.
Why is a whole starfleet out to zap one little kid? That is no ordinary child.
The Starchild has caused destruction on hundreds of worlds throughout the galaxy.
But he's just a child.
A child with incredible powers.
Those of us who survived banded together, determined to stop him from destroying more worlds.
We've been pursuing him for more than two centuries.
How could he remain a kid for that long? The Starchild has infinite powers.
It can be whatever it wants.
The armada doesn't want to destroy your planet, but if that's what it takes to spare other worlds from the destruction, so be it.
Uh, guys.
Huddle time.
I don't want to sound pessimistic, but, uh, I don't see a way out of this one.
We can't let those goons destroy him.
MICHELANGELO: Yeah.
He may be totally destructive, but he's just a kid.
It sounds to me like he needs to grow up a little.
You know, that might just be the answer.
Say, maybe Master Splinter's turned something up.
You go to the ship and find out.
We'll find Quarx with the Turtle Van and meet up with you.
Uh, April, can I borrow your news van? [.]
All right, we'll get you the Starchild.
Just stay put and don't interfere.
[.]
Those fools will never be able to capture the Starchild.
[CHUCKLES.]
And besides, I must have his power for myself.
[.]
Seek out the Starchild.
SPLINTER: I have found a promising file, Donatello.
[COMPUTER HUMMING.]
[BEEPS.]
MAN [ON RECORDING.]
: Personal log of Merrick.
Date: 6319.
I am having continued success with the experiment to give my son Quarx extraordinary powers.
That guy Merrick is Quarx's father.
In time, under my guidance, his powers will grow.
For if our planet is to survive this terrible interstellar war, Quarx is our only hope.
Date: 6321.
It's too late.
Out planet is doomed, and Quarx is too young to understand his mission.
Poor Merrick.
But what was his mission for Quarx? I think I understand.
He gave his son powers which would enable him to put an end to the war.
But since he never got to tell Quarx-- The boy never got a chance to grow up and use his powers constructively.
And he won't grow up for anyone but his father, which means we're sunk.
Not necessarily, Donatello.
Come with me.
[.]
[BRAKES SCREECH.]
Hey, little bud.
It's us.
QUARX: Go away.
Ah, it's no good.
He doesn't trust us anymore.
[COMMUNICATOR BEEPS.]
DONATELLO: How's it goin', guys? Terrible.
Have you found Quarx? He's in the park.
But he's not gonna stay there very long.
You've got to keep him there, no matter what it takes.
We're on our way with help.
RAPHAEL: Now, how in the heck are we supposed to make him stay put? Dudes, I am about to be brilliant.
Check this out.
Let's go play in the park.
It just might work.
[.]
Whoa, totally awesome fun, eh, guys? Uh, right.
Whee! Uh, oh, boy, is this fun.
Whoa.
MICHELANGELO: Hey, little dude.
Come on and play with us.
Okay.
[.]
Whew.
Looks like everything's gonna be just-- --rotten! Oh, man.
Talk about bad timing.
Look, Quarx, I'm one of your kind.
I'm the friend you've always been looking for.
Come closer.
Don't do it, Quarx.
That's it.
Just a little closer.
RAPHAEL: Hey, if I didn't know better, I'd say that was some kind of hypnotic device.
We've got to take these machines out.
[GRUNTS.]
Now.
[GRUNTS.]
[EXCLAIMS.]
In just a few more seconds, you will do my bidding, and I'll use your power to conquer the universe.
Get ready to rethink your career goals, bozo.
DRAKO: No! You tricked me.
Everybody hates me.
No, little dude.
Honest.
Well, now, ho-- Hold on.
I-I hate him.
[TURTLES GRUNT.]
MERRICK'S VOICE: Quarx.
Stop it.
[GASPS.]
Father? My son, I had to leave you before I could teach you to use your powers.
It is time for you to use them to help others, and to end war.
War is the reason I cannot be with you.
But if you use the powers I gave you to create peace throughout the galaxy, my spirit will be with you always.
Farewell, my son.
It is time for you to grow up.
Ah, the smoke bomb was a nice effect, sensei.
I only hope my ninjutsu mind powers convinced him.
Farewell, Father.
He's repaired all the ships.
The Starchild has evolved.
Listen to me, all of you.
I am sorry for the harm I caused you.
I-I was a child, and-- And didn't know any better.
But I've grown up now, and if you'll let me, I will return with you to your home worlds and undo the damage I caused, just as I have repaired your ships.
Then we can live together in peace.
Very well.
Join us, Quarx.
Quarx, w-what happened to him? Oh, I zapped him to a prison planet in the Rigel system.
Catch you later, dudes.
[.]
Whoa.
All right.
I like that star dude's style.
Yep.
I hate to brag, but I'd say we did a pretty darned good day's work.
And we have learned an important lesson, my pupils.
Each of us is given special powers.
When we are childish and use them selfishly, these powers are weakened.
But as we learn to care about others, our abilities grow.
And that is true maturity, my students.
Absolutely, sensei.
Uh, would you excuse us for a moment? [.]
Uh, don't worry, sensei.
We'll get around to maturing.
Uh, one of these days.
[.]