This movie WAS going to involved a "parallel dimension". It seems that Kirby and the badguy, Spyder, would be from this dimension, and the Turtles would somehow come in contact with them.
Through the magic of photoshop, I've been able to darken the photos of the scripts and sort of read through the pages. I bet if we got a few more eyes to look at this we could guess the rest of the words. Here's what I was able to make out so far:
Script from Jan '95:
FADE IN
EXT. NEW YORK SKYLINE – TWILIGHT
The Big Apple in all its traditional glory. A card reads—
“NEW YORK CITY”
IN THE FOREGROUND, eight hundred feet high, an OFFICE -----
-----. A MAN is standing on ---- sill.
He gazes down and... steps off.
Disappears hands fly xxx, snatch him by the ankles. He is xxxxx
but from his pocket fulls – a half-eaten package of XXXXX’S
XXXX.
XXXXXX WITH THE FALLING XXXX XXXXXXXXXXXX down. XX XXXXXX
Xxxxxx slightly against xxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxx read:
“XXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXX XXX xxxxxx
XXXXXXXX “THE Squaatttts slap ggood the xxxxxxxxxx-
- And are xxxxxxx xxxxxxx by cxxxxxxxx on leashes
PULL BACK TO REAVEL--
EXT. AN IMMENSLY CROWDED TIMES SQUARE – EVENING
The #YSKAS are pets. Taxi cabs are cicxxhxxx with their XXXXXS
locked inside s--- cages. And on every corner, MIME FACED
XXXXXXS don’t bother to hide as they demand “credit numbers at gun-point.
In other words, this is an ordinary evening –
“--IN THE PARALLEL DIMENSION”
Halting in an alley
A STRANGE CLOAKED XXXXXX suited, shadowy. The Figure moves
With xxxx purpose.
Xxxx the figure slides behind the NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY POWER
PLANT, using XXXXXXXX xxxxx in xxxxxxxx of hooks. We lose him.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX cloated figure, and he xxxxxxxxxxxx
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx fitting unifo-xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx the shadow of...
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Script from July '97:
FADE IN:
INT. SPYDER’S LAB - NIGHT
A dank, vaulted ----- laboratory filled with hi tech
equipment. Xxx dripping with slime and xxxing. In the corner
of the lab stands a glowering figure – MASTER SPYDER.
Spyder is --- and quick, bristling with a sleak, skin tight
MECHANICAL MUSCULATURE grafted to his body – an EMPSUIT.
Nearby are his TWO MAIN MINION – the “TECH XXXXXXS”
XXXXXXXXX XXX XXXX with a xxxxxx, stylish punk hairdo and
FIXXX XXXXX sparking from his grin. Seated at a COMPUTER
COMXXXX imxxxked directly xx via a port in his neck.
CRXXXX XXXX HULKIXXXX xxxxxx xxx drone studded with
Xxxx xxxxxx xxxxx. His xxx xxx adaptable into spy
Xxxx xxxxxxxxx xxxxxxx.
Xxxxx xxxx xxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx covered by a velvet
Drap xxxxxxxxxxx with the xxxxxxxxxxxx. He addresses his clan of
Nxxxx xxxxxx.
SPYDER
Xxxxx xxx to my wicked genius,
Xxxx xxxxxx xxxx most powerful
Xxxxxxx xxxxxx on Earth. I
Xxxxxx
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx revealing a GLASS ENCLOSED CHAMPER
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx few keystrokes and the
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx open with a blast.
SPYDER(?)
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, a
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx gain.
Xxxxxx xxxxxxxxx to steal,
Xxxxx and return here in
Xxxxx demonstration
MINION(?)
(scared)
Oh no, boss, don’t make me.
Ha! Nice work, saul. That's pretty cool to know.
As awesomely bizarre as all this sounds, I can't help but think this movie was probably better off NOT having been made. There was no shortage of crummy post-apocalyptic action movies "with attitude" in the late 90s that aspired to create a world beyond what their budget and writing could accommodate. And if people thought the 3rd live-action movie was bad... just imagine.
Still... I WOULD LOVE to read those scripts!
I mean... who wouldn't be curious to read a story involving this motley crew of characters!