Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

APRIL: I've been working on a story.
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
and there are Foot Clan soldiers everywhere.
Children, drop your weapons,
DONATELLO: I got this, guys! I'll take him!
LEONARDO: Raph?
O'Neil! Give me your arm!
(GROANS)
(GROANING)
FOOT SOLDIER: It's clear. Let's open it up.
That's all I need is a backseat-driving talking turtle!
We got a bogey.
A dream that died with your father.
It is the weapon of a leader.
But we've never seen an enemy like this.
Raphael,
There is no more froth and foam for me.
Get us out of here, Donnie!
RAPHAEL: Sensei.
(GROANS)
DONATELLO: Oh, I think that went well.
What are you guys doing here?
LEONARDO: Mikey, flank right! Donnie, on me!
Vern!
I'll buy you some time.
Thank you.
Vern, go, go, go, go, go!
on an antiquated system.
Okay! Are you April O'Neil?
Sacks is airborne!
I thought they died in the fire. How...
RAPHAEL: Ah, that's what I'm talking about, brothers.
(GRUNTING)
- Did you get a new car? - Yeah.
You ever heard the expression, "Never take candy from a baby"?
Until a local sensei took me under his wing.
- Shall I list the ingredients? - No.
April O'Neil.
who may have a head injury, which makes it our civic duty to...
We're taking it to the next level,
Your father made sure our vital signs were strong.
I'm here.
Oh, no.
Elevator's just around this corner!
(TURTLES GRUNTING)
It's a simple command-line interface.
- What... - Drive!
Donnie?
Inside those turtles
(APRIL SNIFFS) Ugh.
in the middle of the night was more your speed.
This is getting embarrassing.
- O'Neil! Where are you going? - APRIL: Hey.
I mean, I've read about it online.
LEONARDO: Let's go! Let's move!
Hey.
I just want to be clear.
Not unlike the Foot Clan
going straight!
(WHISPERING) Leonardo?
MICHELANGELO: Come on. I can't do it by myself.
Allow me to be the bad-ass for once.
Initiating retinal scan.
Knickknacks
Bad stuff.
(MICHELANGELO GROANS)
and you're a human nerd.
(PANTING)
YOUNG APRIL: And these are my little turtles, Leonardo,
MICHELANGELO: Hey. Does anyone want to play Buck-Buck?
uh, we're ninjas.
(GROANING)
- "for lower Manhattan." - No.
Oh, my gosh, they have guns!
Mmm.
Let's just stick to what we're good at.
You're looking at the new Fenwick Express.
Right?
Fight Word: Whoo HOO!
Look, Mikey's sleeping and walking.
Let's hit it!
All you needed was to discover
Some people call it Johnnie-on-a-Rock.
(SCREAMS)
Forget about that.
MALE HOSTAGE: They're bombs. FOOT SOLDIER 1: Shut up!
Wow.
(TURTLES GRUNTING SOFTLY)
You were right. We weren't ready.
for a full meal, we're just getting appeteasers.
Vern, hit the brakes!
We're bulletproof.
Let's go! Let's move!
and I am here in beautiful New York City
to talk about your new car?
(GASPING) but we took care of it.
All right. Want me to meet you right now?
Vern!
April!