[In the future of 2090, police cars had surrounded the area. A mutant dog alerted the officer and pointed to the direction where coyote mutants broke through a bank. They released an electric bomb, deactivating all the gadgets. They get away and into a warehouse where they sabotage the gate,]
Coyote: Did you see the look on that clock's face?
Coyote 2: Sure did.
Coyote leader: Not bad, you mongrels.
Coyote: We’re cot flee.
Coyote: and reached a boot.
Coyote: That's why you're the brains, Grim.
[Suddenly, the leader stopped to see his pack gone.]
Coyote leader: Who's there?
Voice: I'm taking them out.
Voice 2: Not until we take out that gun.
Voice: You think I wasn't gonna do that. I'll take care of it.
Coyote leader. Come on. Show yourselves.
[Suddenly, he came face to face with a blue robotic creature. Outside, he crashed through the wall. The smoke clears to reveal four robots.]
Jackson: Taken care of.
Frida: You threw him through a wall. How's that taking care of things?
Jackson: He doesn't have his gun anymore.
Frida: Yeah, but he's still on the loose.
Jackson: So what's he gonna do? Throw a rock at us?
Frida: Dude, a rock would be more effective than you.
Basque: Come on. Chill out a sec.
Jackson: I don't want to chill,
Frida: it's mount vesuvius over here that needs to relax.
Jackson: As soon as you relax..
[The orange robot takes notice.]
Kusama: Guys?
Frida: But I am!
Jackson: Yeah?
Frida: Yeah!
Kusama: Guys!
Both: WHAT?!
[Steam emerged from their faces as the orange mech turned their heads to their escapee getting into a machine.]
Basque: Not to worry. His emp took out every non-shielded piece of tech in the city.
[The robot activates and faces the robots. They scatter in all directions.]
Frida: All right, guys, little baby mittens are off.
Jackson: Roger that.
[Blue mech begins to attack followed by orange robot.]
Frida: Oh come, L.E.O. Oh, have any of you even heard of teamwork?
Kumasa: Super nunchaku!
[The coyote leader knocks the blue and orange bot away where they crash into a construction site.]
Basque: All right. Hold still. I guess it's my turn.
Frida: No, it's not your turn! Come on, man! You’re supposed to be the smart one!
[Lasers fire.]
Coyote leader: Let’s pop that shell and see what’s inside.
[Red robot dodged the lasers while purple one shielded himself.]
Kusama: Great.
Basque: We gotta do something.
Jackson: Maybe you work together this time?
Kusama: Yeah, as long as I get: to hit something.
Basque: Hey. We're ready to try some teamwork.
[The red robot dodged the cargo box.]
Frida: Good, because I'm ready to put some serious smackdown on this mutt. Turtles, shell game on one.
[They charge at the robot.]
Coyote leader: Hold still.
Kusama: Miss me!
[Purple robot sliced off the lasers while Blue stabbed through the armor. Orange mech landed on the windshield.]
Kusama: Uh oh. Can’t see?
[Purple robot used his staff and knocked the robot down. The robot armor gets sliced off.]
Kusama: Ready to come out?
[The leader whimpers. A while later, the officers wind the coyotes tied up. In the lair, the mechs opened up to reveal the human children operating the machines.]
Kusama: Yeah teamwork! Nice hit, Bas.
Bssque: Not just me. That was some solid coordination.
Jackson: Yeah, real solid.
Frida: Would you drop it already? You are great out there. You tell him, master.
Master Michelangelo: Yes, worry not, Jackson, my dude.
Jackson: Michelangelo san.
Master Michelangelo: Tonight, you were totally boss, my turtles.