TMNT-Beat It

"NO. Absolutely not!"

"Aww, c'mon, Leo why not?!" Carter begged.

"Ferget it, dude," Mikey added, "Those dudes are WAY older than you; you could get mondo creamed!"

"But just lookit what they're doing," Carter pointed over to the direction where the Concrete Strikers- the baddest, mangiest street gang of the teen age here in New York- were picking on an innocent little boy. See, yesterday, Carter, too, had a bit of a run-in with the Concrete Strikers; earning himself a black eye. As if that wasn't enough, the leader of the gang threatened him that if he ever stood foot in their way again, he'd never step anywhere again. But Carter didn't take easy to threats...


"But guys," Carter intruded, "If I teach these guys a lesson, then they'll never hurt anybody or anything ever again! And I wanna give them a teaspoon of their own medicine...see how it tastes to them!"

"Carter," Donatello remarked, "Fighting isn't going to adress the problem: it's just make it worse!"

"Don's right. Listen," Raph added, gesturing to the rest of the turtles, "We've fought guys like this in the past; these are the type of guys who'll beatcha til ya blue in the face and tell ya it's fair. Don't try an' be a hero like yesterday, kid, or else yer gonna end up with another black eye to match the first one!"

Carter placed a hand over his right eye- which was all purple and swollen. He thought for a moment about what the guys said before he furrowed his brow in anger.

"...You guys don't think I'm tough enough to beat 'em."

"No, no! That's not what we-"

"You think YOU could do a better job, huh?!"

"Carter, please listen-"

"No, YOU listen! I don't need you guys fightin' my battles for me...I'm goin' in."

"Carter, NO!"

"Don't do this, kid!!"

"Just beat it, dude, before you get beat-en!"

"Let him go."

All of the turtles turned around to find the words that were just spoken came from the lips of their fearless leader.

"But," Raph stammered, "But that kid's gonna get the shell beat outta him, Leo!"

"Sometimes, ya just gotta learn the hard way...no matter how much it hurts."


{music starts}

Climbing the fire escape from the roof to the ground, Carter took a deep breath, straightened his back, and approached his doom. Though his heart seemed to be thumping through his chest, Carter wore a cool, concentraded facade as he strode with a mixture of pride and of anger. Looking up from their busy work (which, in this case, was mugging a helpless little boy), the Concrete Strikers laughed and jarred to see Carter coming their way.

"Well, look who it is boys," chuckled Skuzz, the group's leader, "The hero."

"You best be leavin' that boy alone," Carter remarked, unafraid.

"Hey, kid," Skuzz replied, dropping the little boy and approaching Carter, "Thought we told you to beat it! Maybe suffered some brain damage, ey boys," Skuzz added, poking Carter in the forehead before he turned menacingly to the rest of his gang.

"Whaddya say we refresh his memory?"

'Go time,' Carter thought with a smerk as he charged at the gang.


Raph:
They told him "Don't you ever come around here!"

Mikey:
"Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear!"

Leo:
The fire's in their eyes

Donnie:
And their words are really clear

All: (whispering to Carter as he's fighting)
So Beat It, Just Beat It

Raph:
You better run-

Donnie:
You better do what you can!

Mikey:
Don't wanna see no blood;
Don't be no Macho Man!

Leo:
You wanna be tough: better do what you can

All:
So beat it,

Raph:
Butcha Wanna Be Bad!

All:
Just Beat It, Beat It
No One Wants To Be Defeated
Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight and
It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right
Just Beat It, Beat It
Just Beat It, Beat It
Just Beat It, Beat It
Just Beat It, Beat It

"Uhh..." Carter grunted as one of the Concrete Strikers punched him in the stomach.

Mikey:
They're out to get you;

Donnie:
Better leave while you can.

Raph:
Don't wanna be a boy- you wanna be a man!

Leo:
You wanna stay alive; better do what you can-

All:
So Beat It, Just Beat It.

Leo:
You Had To Show Them That You're Really Not Scared

Raph:
You're Playin' With Your Life, This Ain't No Truth Or Dare!

Donnie:
They'll Kick You,

Mikey:
Then they Beat You,

Raph:
An' they'll tell you it's fair

All:
So Beat It,

Mikey:
But You Wanna Be Bad!

All:
Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It
No One Wants To Be Defeated
Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight and
It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right-
Just Beat It, Beat It
No One Wants To Be Defeated
Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight and
It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right
Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It

The fight was going great...for the Concrete Strikers. Carter was, well, getting his metaphorical shell handed to him. There wasn't a spot on him that wasn't bruised! BAM! Against the brick wall of the alley he was thrown; only to be tossed around again like a ragdoll to the ground where he was being held down.

The turtles continued to watch helplessly from the roof top above them; until Michelangelo's squinted eyes spotted something shiny glimmering in Skuzz's pocket.

"GUYS!"

All of the turtles turned around to Mikey's cry, and followed his pointed hand to find Skuzz pulling a gun from his pocket.

"Aw, shell no," Raph cried as he leaped the roof top- the others following suit- as they began to strike the Concrete Strikers and defend their friend.

Beat It, Beat It
No One Wants To Be Defeated.
Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight and
It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right:

Just Beat It, Beat It
No One Wants To Be Defeated
Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight and
It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Who's Right

Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It
No One Wants To Be Defeated
Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight
It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right
Just Beat It, Beat It

After a very messy battle, the Concrete Strikers fled the scene. Helping Carter up, the turtles looked worriedly at their friend as he struggled to stand on his own.

"We toldja, kid!" Raphael said half sternly and half concernedly.

"Hope you learned a lesson of this, Carter," Leo added.

"You're right, Carter joked with a weak smile, "I did learn something. During fights, always have the ninja turtles to back you up."

"CARTER..."

"Okay, okay! And use your words instead of your fists."

Suddenly, Skuzz stood up dazilly and just as he was about to get away, Raph grabbed him by the sweatshirt hood and pushed him against the wall.

"Lemme go! Lemme go! Please don't kill me!"

"SHUT IT! I ain't gonna kill ya, moron...if you make somebody here a promise you won't soon forget."

"Anything, anything!!"

Just then, Carter approached Skuzz, wiping blood from his nose as he angrily spoke.

"...Just beat it."