Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're both right.
Cowabunga.
...to seek our answers.
The Foot.
- Hey. - What? What? What?
I win, you lose.
Ma...
- Yeah, a little too easy. - Yeah.
We'll give you a tour later.
Well, that leaves out why and when, doesn't it?
No, I won't give it back. Please, please, please.
TGRI.
...is you guys were all, heh, slimed. Three.
...right into the back of a garbage truck.
The cells will no longer hold them.
Sorry, kid. It's for your own good.
Would you give the guy a break? He's a scientist.
Yeah. Come on.
- I got him. - I'm curious.
I want them as soon as possible.
- Huh? - Huh?
Wait just a minute.
Is she all right?
Miss O'Neil, my record, on-the-record...
Clear.
Raphael.
...when about 500 members of the Foot Clan know where you live.
Hang on.
Come on, come on, come on.
How are they going to avoid all of those...
Seven.
Which one of you lucky girls gets a ride with me tonight?
Perhaps the search for a beginning rarely has so easy an end.
Our father gone.
But the next time will be different.
Fifteen seconds.
Downfield. Turtle in the open.
Isn't it, professor?
- The problem is finding a ready supply. - Yeah.
Oh, and another thing...
...which is standard procedure when a mishap occurs.
Tonight, we leave a calling card for the turtles.
First, we should observe the ancient ritual...
We'll be back for Splinter.
When I forget how many coffees I've had...
Eh... Eh... Ugh...
Not even pizza?
Go.
- Hey, you go next. - Come here.
What?
Guys, guys, guys.
Down we go.
Choose the best man from those that remain...
Shredder!
Gosh.
Aw.
the rat is the cleanest one
They're pennies
Hey, guys, huddle, huddle. Come here. Come on.
Wipe out.
I don't know.
Your adopted brother who was pretty good at the polyjuice potion.
Used unwisely, it becomes a double-edged sword.
Spookular
See ya.
- See you, April. - Bye.
I have experience.
- two - so you told me about your adopted son ...
Hello?
Thanks, guys.
Hey, hey. Now you see them, now you don't.
- Pretty quiet. - Yeah.
- No, they found the cubes. - Man.
- You've heard of them? - Yeah. The word is out...
- Oh, Mama. - Mama.
...this message was delivered
You mean, they have to eat it?
Ha.
- Coolness. - Huh?
I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Man, I love being in this Science Department!
The sewer.
- He's right. - What? We kicked their butts.
- What do you need? - Uh...
...larger problems.
You guys can stay here as long as you want.
A really secret group. They call themselves...
...and an accident was just waiting to happen.
Looking ahead. Swimsuits in the '90s?
Come on.
I have failed.
...of the, uh, traditional prefight doughnut.
Pitiful.
If you hear something let us know.
- Hey, ladies. - It's Broadway and, like...
Missed me.