Beyond the Known Universe

,Captain's Log, star date no idea. The evil Triceratons, a race of aliens from across the galaxy, invaded Earth. They wanted to wipe out their ancient enemy, the Kraang, so they unleashed a black hole weapon that destroyed both the Kraang and their secret hiding place, Earth. We lost our friends, our allies, even Master Splinter. We were only saved at the last second by a mysterious robot called the Fugitoid. [computer beeps.] [mechanical whirring.] [beeping.] [sighs.] All right, Fugitoid, or whatever your name is, what just happened? This has got to be some kind of sick joke, right? Right? Ah! Calm down, Raphael. First things first. I have a job to do. Now, please, I've got a ship to fly while you all stand about gawking. That's not good enough. Where are you taking us? All questions will be answered in time. [power up hum.] Hold on to something! [all screaming.] Oh, oh, too late for that. Apologies. Not cool bro! [all screaming.] - [screams.] - [sobs.] No! [overlapping laughter, murmurs.] Oh! What what just happened? We're actually alive? I think we we went back in time, about six months, based on where the Earth is in its revolution around the sun. Six months? Then that means everyone's back? Including Master Splinter? Yes, Leonardo, but only for six months, and then, the Earth is doomed once more. - Apologies. - I get it. We stop the Triceratons before they ever get a chance to use the Black Hole on Earth. Indeed. The Triceratons are spending this time searching the universe for the three fragments of the black hole weapon. Many years ago, the Utroms broke the machine into three pieces, hiding each fragment in the safest parts of the galaxy they could find. We must find them before the Triceratons find the fragments and reassemble them. And if we mess up, we just time travel back, right? No, no, no, no. A Black Hole prevents repeated localized time travel because even time is subject to its attraction. If we fail, Earth is lost forever. But on the bright side, whoever gets a second chance? So why do you care, alien robot dude? Why are you helping us? Yeah. Who are you anyway? My name is Professor Zayton Honeycutt. I'm a friend to the Utroms. It was Bishop who sent me. And, plus, I've always wanted to see Earth. Have I mentioned I'm both scientist and a c-c-cyborg? Observe. - Whoa. - Dude, I wish I was a robot with a human brain! Ooh, what if we had robot brains? Bitty-bitty-bitty-bitty bop. I just wish you guys had normal brains. Bop. Everyone hold on to something. [power up thrum.] [both screaming.] - Wow. It's so incredible. - Look at that. Are those comets? So awesome! Wondrous, is it not? Titanic gas giants, neutron stars on the verge of collapse, swirling cloud nebulas where baby stars are being born. Aww, baby stars are so cute. [crash.] Um, Professor? Oh! Wonderful. Could you assist me on damage assessment, my friends? I've plenty of space suits to wear. [gasps.] Space suits? [groovy music.] Dudes, I think we just hit a level nine Booyakasha! No way! Amazing! This is like a full-on geek explosion! Astro-Suits equipped with oxygen convertors, grav boosters, and even alien language translators. Beep. Mr. Crankshaw, set phasers to destruction. Ah! Ah! Oh! [groans.] Whoa, this old helmet is dope, yo. Ooh, photon pucks. They must play hockey in space. Wicked! [spy music.] - Looking good, Red. - [babbling.] Okay, you guys are creeping me out. - Everyone ready? - Ah! Do not stray too far from the ship. Seriously. This is my stern face. See it? I call first! No way. I'm first! [all speaking at once.] - Excuse me. - Out of my way! Cowabunga! Whoa. [gulps.] Why did I think this would be cool? Please don't hurl. Please don't hurl. - Woo-hoo! - Yes! Whoa. So amazing! It's like a huge, black ocean that goes on and on forever. It's like a dream! This is nuts! Look at me, I'm flying! I'm Captain Ryan, hero of the galaxy! Oh, yeah! Huh? Oh. I'm gonna hurl again! I don't ever want to go back into that ship. I just want to float off into the stars. Is anyone going to join me in damage assessment? You should learn these things, people. Well, this is pants. I could easily fix the hole, but we've lost too much hyper-charged hydrogen. That, coupled with a tachyonic jump, it looks like we'll have to Oh, no. Asteroids! Big huge asteroids! [gasps.] - Huh? - Language, Donnie! - Whoa! - Aah! Aah! Look out! [overlapping screams, shouting.] Got you, brah! Ah! Behind you! [shuddering.] - Ah! - Casey, hold on! Oh! [grunts.] Thanks, Red. This stupid jetpack keeps quitting out on me! - Come on, guys, hurry! - Into the ship! - Everyone, to their stations! - What station? I don't know. Just pick one! - Look out! - Whoo-hoo! Whoa! Whoa! Left, Professor. Now, down! Down! Ugh, get me off this boat ride already. Ah! Whoa, dude. How about I drive? That was so metal! Ha hey A couple of near misses with a few dozen planetoids won't deter us! Am I right or am I right? Are you kidding me? We almost bought it back there! Exactly. Almost. "Almost" is a beautiful phenomenon, isn't it? We still need to refuel, Professor. What are we gonna do? Drop by an alien space port, of course. I mean there's one right there. No biggie. Planet Varanon. Your computer's data says the planet is home to space pirates, rogues, thieves, and smugglers. I like it already. Lovely place. Never been, but I've heard it's gorgeous in the spring. This space port is not a part of the Federation, so do be careful. No problem, Fuge. We're out like Vanilla Ice. Peace! Now, this is completely incredible! [purring/snarling.] [background chatter, background noise.] [speaking in foreign languages.] All right. Let's split up and check out the place. We'll meet back at the ship in 20 minutes. Cool? Food, food, food. I need food! Space travel makes me so hungry! Welcome, my friend. We have many delicacies from across the galaxy. Raw Merusian meat, Ovuuan doughnuts, sweet and sour Viffurisioids. Aww, man. Ooh, pizza! [squeaking.] Ah, man! So hungry. Ooh, what's this? Looks normal enough. Hmm. [roars.] Whoa! Aah! Face muncher! Dude, check out all these wicked weapons. Greetings. Please feel free to browse, but do not touch anything. Repeat. Do not touch anything. It's like I've died and gone to a giant, beautiful armory in the sky. You don't want to mess - with this bad boy, Raph. - Do not touch anything. Flicker, flicker, woop, woop! Please. I've got a giant laser axe! Do not touch anything. [overlapping yelling, grunts.] - Do not touch anything. - both: Ah! Oh! Ooh! Wow. Look at all of this. I kind of want one of everything. Check me out, April. [chuckles.] Two for the price of one. What is this? Is it some kind of space crystal? It's a Tallik gem from the Vox System. It changes shape and color based on emotion. So [ahem.] Uh So, uh [ahem.] let me guess. Capricorn, right? Let me guess. First time you've been off your home planet, right? Is it that obvious? [roar.] Who's this Bleeb? What's the deal here, Valaxina? I thought you were my Trebuton. This stupid Bleeb is bothering me, Chupo. Could you stomp him for me? "Stomp him"? Whoa, no. This is just a big misunderstanding. I was asking for directions. Yeah and could you guys know where aah aaaaah! Ah eh Get off of me, cake! [squealing.] What have you done? That Jovoxian Cake was the last of its species! It costs 240 Zemulaks! Pay me now! Um, I'm all out of space bucks, dude, but I have some moldy pizza you might be interested in. You pay or you suffer! [whimpers, gulps.] [overlapping shouting, grunting.] If customers do not comply comply com ply [electric sizzling.] And that was that. Raph, that was just wrong but so, so awesome! - Aah! - Aah! Oh, no. I am really, really, sorry. No problem, ma'am. That gem is on sale for only 900 Zemulaks. That sounds like a lot of Zemulaks. Maybe the professor has some kind of space credit card or something? Aah! Come back here, you thieving Bleebs! Oh, hey, guys! What up? [snarling.] - Aah! - Aah! Aah! Move it! Hurry, Red! Come on! [all screaming.] A little help? [grunting.] Um, guys, we got to move. [all snarling.] Right now! [speaking in foreign language.] [all panting.] This way! Faster! Oh, I'm sorry, sir. Let me help you. Do not touch me, sub-creature! [screeching, babbling.] Do you fleshlings know who I am? I am Lord Vrinagath Dregg, ruler of Planet Sectoid, Lord of all insect life in the universe, and bringer of your deaths! Uh, could you hang on a second? I just got a phone call here from someone named - "I don't give a flying" - That's great. Thanks, Raph! Nice diplomacy there. We've taken way tougher dudes than you, bug head. Then you clearly have never heard of Lord Dregg. Aah! Aah! - Casey! - Let him go, you freak! [slo-mo.] No! My Maraklovan Star Spice! That was worth You you primitive buffoons! Vreen! Battle mode. Okay. I sense we're gonna get our butts kicked in kind of a big way. Attack! Get him! Raph, take the head! Eat this, roach! Aw, yeah! Woop, woop! My Vreen gone! You stupid, arrogant creatures! I'm not a being who forgives such insolence. [shrieks.] I will make your end swift! - Ooh! Oh! - Oh! Ooh! Ah! Heads up, D! Okay. I was just shopping for a map because I'm completely lost in this part of the galaxy Whoa! Let me go, freak! Stupid spider hands! What are you, some kind of Terran? I'm human! On my planet, we squash bugs like you! You kill insects? Aaaaaahhhh! Come on, girl! Let's move! You cannot escape Lord Dregg! A hologram? Fugitoid, start the ship! Start the ship! Aw, great! I can't believe you ticked off half of the known intelligent races in the entire universe! Come to me, Hornetron! Now, to have some fun. He's following us! Step on it, Fugitoid. Come on! We need a few nextons for the Tachyonic Jump. Ugh, I think it just laid some eggs. Eggs? Okay. Now things just got really weird. Don't you got lasers or plasma rockets or something destructive? Well, we do have minor defenses against space pirates. Then what are you waiting for? - Fire up those minor defenses! - I'm on it, dudes! I learn quick. Yeah! Leonardo, press the button on your right! It's inside! [screeches.] I got it! Try to get around it! Booyakasha! Donnie, look out! Casey Jones shoots Aw, yeah! He scores! Brilliant! Everyone, ready for tachyon warp! I swear by the Elder Vraal, I will hunt these creatures down and eradicate them slowly, feeding them to my children piece by piece by piece! Yes! We made it! [whooping.] Ooh! Okay. What did I say about group hugs? - All right! - Booyakasha! Um, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Aw, space apples.