02x09 - Hidden City's Most Wanted/Bad Hair Day

[bunniefuu]

- ♪ Rise of the ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Heroes in the half-shell Turtle power ♪

♪ Rise ♪

- Hidden City Zoo. - Ooh, luxury resort.

- Battle Nexus? - Ooh, Witch Town.

- All right.

We've narrowed down our list to activities.

I don't want to spend my whole day in the Hidden City voting,

so I say we each do our own thing.

- Mm-hmm. all: Bye.

- Well, Mikey. It's just you and me.

Ready for the Lou Jitsu celebrity walking tour

of the Hidden City?

- Oh, boy, are we?

- We?

Oh, you mean the bear.

Isn't this cutest, little--

- Hands off, rat.

- [yelps] Draxum?

Stay away from my DNA.

- Dad, don't use axum-dre's real name.

He's the most wanted man in the Hidden City.

That's why I got this cloaking brooch.

No one will suspect this adorable toy is actually...

- The insane mad scientist

who tried to wipe out the human race?

- I prefer warrior alchemist

who tried to wipe out the human race.

- [laughs] [both grunt]

- Why is he here?

I thought this was going to be just, uh, a you and me thing.

- [scoffs] Fine by me.

I've got some meat to slop back at the lunchroom.

- No! Stay!

It'll be fun! - No.

Let him go. It'll be funner.

- So, you want me to go? - Yes.

- Great. I'm staying.

- Yay! Everybody's happy.

[both growling]

[dragons roar]

- Ah, the old neighborhood.

On your right is the place I used to get my hair cut.

On the left is where I'd get lunch

after getting my hair cut.

- Wow. Cool factoid.

In case you couldn't tell by my cuteness,

I was being sarcastic.

[grunts]

[both gasp]

- It's still here.

[laughing]

[jazz flourish]

One of my biggest fans painted this.

- It's almost as big as your ego.

- You're just jealous they don't paint murals

for w*r criminals!

- [scoffs] Beats being an actor.

The most pathetic form of artist.

- [gasps] My craft.

- It's so cool!

[camera shutter clicking]

[upbeat music]

- Oh, look. My favorite lucky fountain.

- Wow.

- Here, Mikey.

Take this coin and go make a wish.

I will stay here and watch... [grunts]

The bear.

- Ugh, when's the last time you trimmed your grubby nails?

- Listen here, bear.

One more crack out of you,

and I'll rip that cloaking brooch off.

And we'll see what the police do to you.

[grunts] - I dare you, old man.

Let's see how your son will react

when you're responsible for me, his best new pal,

getting arrested.

- Don't talk to me about my son,

you fluffy little monster!

You and your stupid bow tie are ruining my life

and my special day!

- Oh, some special day--

wishing fountains and barber shops.

What's the next stop on this one-way ride

to Lameville?

- That's it! Let's go.

I'll give you the same treatment

I gave that turducken.

- Anytime, anyplace.

I'll ninja kick you back to--

[squeaking] - [gasps]

- [squeaks]

- Excuse me.

Does this toy bear belong to you?

- That thing?

[dramatic sting]

- Uh, no, Officer.

It was abandoned.

Probably because it is unlovable and rude.

Feel free to take it.

- Nice.

My daughter's gonna love this.

- [growls]

- [laughing]

- I made a wish, but don't ask what it is,

or it won't come true.

Hey. Where did Teddy Barry go?

- Uh, no idea. [laughs nervously]

- [growls] - [grunts]

Now, the two of us can just enjoy the day I planned.

[yelps]

- Where did he go? What did you do to him?

- Nothing too bad.

I just let a police officer

take him as a gift for a little girl.

He'll be fine.

- A police officer?

What have you done, old man?

- Calm down.

Why do you even care so much about that guy?

- He made me. He made us.

- Yeah, I know. He's a monster.

- But without him, I wouldn't have you.

Maybe he didn't make us for the right reasons,

but I'm still glad he did.

So where is he?

- [groans]

He got put in a police balloon and taken away.

- You mean that balloon?

[dramatic music]

Follow it!

♪ ♪

- Oh, sweetheart!

- [giggling]

- I brought a fuzzy little friend

for my precious little princess.

- [giggles evilly]

This is a robbery!

On the floor. I said down!

[electricity zapping] - [groaning]

- There's the balloon. Boost me up.

[grunts]

[dramatic sting]

- [growling] - Good doggies.

[both yelping]

- [yelling]

- Whoa!

Well, it looks like it's too hard to save Bear.

How about a little shaved ice,

and then we can find you a new bear?

[sad music]

- [sobbing]

- [groaning]

Fine. I've got an idea.

[light music]

- [snoring]

- Blue, I need you--

- [snoring]

- Okay. One problem at a time.

Hairball--I mean Blue, wake up!

- [snoring]

- [growls]

♪ ♪

I'm just gonna borrow this for a sec.

Okay, thanks. Bye.

All right. You be the lookout.

I'll go get Barry Draxum.

[sword slicing]

[grunts] Hmm.

Draxum!

[sword slicing]

- [squeaking]

You filthy old--

[squeaks]

[grunting]

- Shh. We got to get out of here.

- [growls]

[squeaking]

♪ ♪

I'm not going anywhere with you.

You left me with that monster.

- [scoffs] Pot calling the kettle--

- [squeaking]

What is your quarrel with me, old man?

[squeaks]

- You turned me into a rat!

[sighs]

Not here. Not now.

Let's just get out of here

and go back to, you know, being enemies.

- [scoffs] Fine by me.

[sword slicing]

- Heather?

What did we say about playing warlord after bedtime?

[dramatic sting]

[gasps]

- [squeaks]

- Freeze!

Anti-mystic device go!

- [gasps, grunts]

[electronic beeping]

[dramatic music]

[brooch cracking]

[clanking]

♪ ♪

- Draxum!

[both yelling]

- [screaming]

[muffled grunting]

- The lookout is looking out and not seeing anything.

[screams]

- We got to go!

- Stop right there, Barry Draxum!

- That's not good.

- We got a -- I mean a --

Dang it.

What's the code for a cute toy bear

turned out to be the Hidden City's Most Wanted?

- That's a -.

- Oh, great work, alchemist.

Now I have to come up with a plan

to get us out of your mess.

- I'll come up with the plan.

- Oh, no, no, no. I'll come up with the plan.

- I'm a master planner. I'll get us out of here.

- Think of how many times you've planned something

that I've stopped.

I'm a...

super master planner.

- That's a made-up thing. - You're a made-up thing!

This is all your fault. - All my fault?

If it wasn't for you, my day wouldn't have involved

being tortured by a demon child.

- Maybe I ruined your day,

but you ruined my life!

- [laughs evilly] What life?

When I found you, you were a husk of man.

You had lost your taste for fighting.

You had no purpose.

- But I'm not lost anymore.

I have my sons, and you ruined our special day!

- Without me, you wouldn't even have a son

who's day I could ruin.

- [gasps] [thunder booms]

[reflective music]

♪ ♪

[baby turtles whining]

♪ ♪

You know what?

You're right.

I wouldn't change my life

and what I have with my boys for anything.

I never thought I would say this,

but thank you

for turning me into...

me.

[dramatic music]

- Aww.

- [groans] [distant police sirens blaring]

And you're right.

I'm sorry for, you know,

trying to turn you into a weapon

and a bunch of other stuff.

- My wish came true!

[light music]

I wish my two dads would get along.

- You know that thing doesn't really grant wishes?

- Then explain to me why we're hugging right now.

[sirens blare] - They're in this Dumpster.

And based on my readings, they're hugging.

- Oh, they're good.

- Exit the Dumpster.

You're all under arrest.

- You get our boy out of here.

- [groans] - Shh.

This is my moment.

[dramatic music]

[crashes]

[ominous music]

You'll never take the great Baron Drax--

[electricity zapping] - [grunting]

- [laughing]

[zapping, laughing continues in the distance]

- [grunts]

♪ ♪

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

[wheels creaking]

[gate opening, closing]

- Hidden City Zoo. - Ooh, luxury resort.

- Battle Nexus? - Ooh, Witch Town.

- All right.

We've narrowed down our list to activities.

I don't want to spend my whole day in the Hidden City voting,

so I say we each do our own thing.

- Mm-hmm. all: Bye.

- Whoa.

[upbeat dance music]

Food, frolic, and fun in the sun

at the Hirsuté Resort & Spa.

You know, I have been busting my shell

with the hero-ing lately.

Time for an epic day of chill-axation.

[electronic sting]

Whoa.

[whistles]

[overlapping chatter]

- [groaning]

♪ ♪

- Ooh.

Ohh.

Hey, Bub. It is Bub, isn't it?

Which way to your loungiest lounge chair?

♪ ♪

[gasps]

[beast groaning]

- [grunting]

Time to work on my base tan.

- [gasps]

[all gasp]

- [snoring]

Huh? Excuse me, buds.

You're in my sun.

- Sorry, sir. This is a private club.

Members only. - Look, friend--

love the puka shells, by the way--

I have been hero-ing all week,

and I need a little R and R.

So can't we just look the other way?

[yelps, grunts]

[sword whooshing]

[groans]

Ow, that was not chill-axing.

- Why don't you try the facility across the street?

- [gasps] - Hmm?

[dramatic sting]

[ominous music]

The nerve of them, treating a Battle Nexus champion that way!

Ew.

What? How is there a--

Ugh.

Okay. That's fine.

- [groans]

- Ugh. Huh?

[exhales deeply]

Yeesh. What a dump.

- Psst. - Huh?

- Hey, buddy. You want a massage?

I'll give you the I'm still learning...

♪ special ♪

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- Finally, a chill-axing--

[drilling] Ow!

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

- Boy, your back is awfully stiff.

- That's because it's a shell.

- Ooh!

Let me see if I can loosen that up for you.

Hold still. - [yelping]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You know what?

I'm gonna see about joining

that frou-frou club across the street.

- Eh, you don't quite have what they're looking for.

- What do you mean?

I'm a hero. I fought in the Battle Nexus.

I took down Baron Draxum and Shredder.

- They're looking for something a little more...

superficial.

Think about it.

What did you notice about every Yokai in there?

[enlightened music] - Hmm.

Every single one of them had...

[angelic sting]

Hair!

They only like people with hair?

- That's right.

Gorgeous, luxurious hair.

And you ain't got none.

But I might be able to help you out.

- I don't know.

I'm kind of partial to my glorious green sheen.

- But what about the food, frolic, and fun in the sun

across the street?

[fireworks whistle, explode]

[upbeat music]

- Aww.

[bubble pops]

Hair me up, Dr. Cobwebs.

[ominous sting]

[thunder booms]

♪ ♪

Ew.

[gasps]

[grunts]

[ominous music]

[yelling]

- [laughs evilly]

Oh, I'm sorry.

I had the mood music set to evil.

Here, why don't you take a look?

- [grunts]

I never thought I could be more handsome,

but, sir, you have humbled me.

[funky music]

♪ ♪

all: Ooh.

- [grunts]

- [wolf-whistles]

- Welcome, sir. Coconut water?

- Ah. - Moist towelette?

- Complimentary beach-side pedicure?

- Say, aren't you that hero

who beat the kraken at the Battle Nexus?

- You recognize me with hair?

Whatevs.

Ding ding!

It is officially Leo o'clock!

[electronic music]

♪ ♪

[waves crashing]

[snoring]

- My watch is gone! - [screaming]

- Somebody stole it. - Huh?

How did I get here?

Eh. [snoring]

- [screams] Where's my purse?

- Ugh. - My purse!

- What the-- am I sleepwalking or something?

And what's with all these things going missing?

- It was ruby red and made of feathers.

- Ruby-red feathers?

Gah!

Did I do something with her purse?

No, couldn't be. I'm a hero.

But why do I keep waking up in different places?

And why am I so sleepy? Yo, Mind Raph!

- [muttering indistinctly]

Ah, sorry.

Just giving, uh, Real Raph a little advice.

What's up, big guy?

- I might be sleepwalking, but how can I be sure?

- Easy.

Just dip your feet in that chocolate fountain.

Then wherever you go,

you'll leave a tasty and informative trail.

Mind Raph, out.

- Yes!

Hachi machi!

- Is that okay to do?

- It is when you have hair like that.

- Now we'll see if there's any kind of sleepwalking situation.

[snoring]

- My wallet is gone. - Huh?

- Thief! - What?

Okay. No fudgy trail.

Looks like I'm in the clear.

[suspicious music]

Hmm.

- Do something! Find that thief.

[coin clinks]

- How'd I get this?

Yeesh. Oh!

- Full-body search,

starting randomly with, uh,

that guy way over there!

- [groaning]

No need,

for I am a teen detective

with fabulous hair.

And I will take charge of this investigation.

- Should we really let him do that?

- He does have the most amazing hair of us all.

- Very well. - Ooh.

- Sir, you have the run of the place.

- Excellent. You seal the exits.

I'll begin my inquiries by checking out your...

security globes or whatever.

- The security globes.

We should've thought of that.

- Boy, teenagers sure do know everything.

- Now, let's figure this out

so these poor people can get back to pampering me.

[mysterious music]

[snoring]

[gasps]

What?

Oh, no!

[dramatic sting]

Whoa!

No way.

[snoring]

- [gasps] My watch is gone!

- No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

♪ ♪

Hey!

- [screams] Where's my purse?

- [snoring]

- [grunts] - What?

Splinter? - [grunts]

- [quickly] Wake up! We need your help!

[fast-forwarding]

[grunts]

[dramatic music]

- Oh, so sleepy.

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

Oh-- [groans]

Oh, my--what is--

- [laughing evilly]

- Wait a minute. Who's that?

Zoom. Enhance.

[gasps] That guy!

That guy gave me evil hair.

[yelps]

- [growls menacingly]

- [yelping]

Get off me!

[yelling]

No, no, no, no.

No, no-- [yelping]

[yelling]

[laughs] Oh.

- [laughing evilly]

- [yelps, grunts]

♪ ♪

- [playing basic piano melody]

- h*-h*-h*-h*-h*!

- [mumbling indistinctly]

- [yelps]

- [laughs evilly]

- Hey! Ow.

[both grunting]

Ah! No, no, no, no.

[yelling]

- [laughing evilly]

- Ha ha! Got ya!

[grunts]

[groaning] - [laughing evilly]

[all screaming]

- [grunting]

- No, no, no, no.

- What's he doing to that lovely hair?

- What if we're next?

[both yelping]

- [laughing]

Looks like this tortoise

beat the hair.

- Ooh.

- Actually, you're a turtle.

- Oh, okay, get off my shell.

Now to get that crummy massage guy.

[mysterious music]

- [groaning] - Oh, no, you don't.

- [yelps]

- Fellas, I've cracked the case.

This massage guy and this mystic hair guy

were working as a team to rob your customers blind.

You're welcome.

- Who's this guy? - No idea.

- It's me.

Your favorite teen detective, Leo Splinterson.

both: Hmm.

[both gasp]

- Wait.

Aren't you the hairy hero

who fought at the Battle Nexus?

- What? - Hey.

I just remembered who this blue guy is.

He's the non-member we kicked out of here earlier.

- He must be the thief. Call the cops.

- What? Wait. No, no, no.

I can explain.

[engine revs]

- Thanks for nabbing that crook, sir.

Please, take this stolen loot as a reward.

- [scoffs] Lame.

- Okay, punks. Your lawyers are here.

- Lawyers?

- Well, as a big-city hotshot lawyer,

I can assure y'all that y'all prisoners

are entitled to one phone call

and a giant birthday cake, partner.

- Oh, uh, right.

I seem to remember something about that at the academy.

- Well, I reckon you did.

Shmoo shmoo! [door closes]

- Blue, let's do this.

- Oh-oh-oh, yeah!

- Whoo-hoo! - Whoo!

[sirens blare distantly]

[upbeat jazz music]

- [meows]