Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm Michaelangelo.
- I don't like this. - No.
I always thought there'd be something, that...
Fifteen years ago, you came into contact...
- Pizza that vanish quickly without trace. - Ah.
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- Let's do it. - Let's do it. Heh-heh.
Freddy?
Okay, just hurry up. There's a ton of these guys.
Wishbone crunch on two.
Professor, perhaps you could tell us why TGRI has finally decided...
Report back at 3:00, okay?
No.
All non-TGRI employees must now vacate the area.
Spookular
Wax on, wax off.
- Please, please. A moment to reflect. - Ah.
Man, you see that? He's gonna be one of them.
...to the mysterious disappearance of TGRI...
Maybe you set some kind of a distance record.
This is wonderful.
Oh, you have gotta be kidding.
Get it.
And if your adopted son who will goes the boarding schools ?
Didn't we see these guys on WrestleMania?
It's a super Shredder.
- Come on, keep going. - Here you go.
- Look, kid, find a phone and call the police. - Are you okay?
Did I mention I study martial arts?
Get it? Got it? Good. I don't get it.
It's like spider city.
Oh, Mama.
Welcome to our headquarters.
Bu gece bir görevin var You Have A Mission Tonight
Mikey, you go up the middle. You guys take the sides. Get it?
Break it down.
Incredible.
Bolt. Bolt.
And they said if you don't meet them at the construction site tonight...
- Great. Thank you. - Move it back.
Hey, you want some more? Here, come on. Come on.
- Hey, man, how's it going? - Pretty good.
We'll begin.
Do not Confuse the specter of your origin with your present worth my sons
- Come on, let's go. - I'm coming.
They fight because they must...
Fantastic.
- Did you order any extras? - Well...
This way, Leo. Come on.
First them, then you.
Okay, bye.
Cowabunga.
Genius. Pure genius.
- Give me, give me, give me. - All right, here.
He looks. He rolls back.
What?
- You take the ugly one. - You take the ugly one.
Do not confuse the specter of your origin with your present won'th, my sons.
Really? Doing what?
And Raphael.
Whoa, whoa.
I got it.
Walk the Dog.
Gross.
What?
- He's at the 40. He's at the 20. - Donny.
Just remember, we get you in, we find the Foot headquarters...
No too dangerous
I never got a seat so fast in my life.
Cumming
Let us out of here.
Hand it over, Shredder.
Maximondo.
They might be looking for us.
You'd think even an idiot could find a place down here.
It's not much right now, but we'll bring you down.
The lives of two people...
The professor has much to tell us.
- You guys. - Hey.
Look, the reason why we're calling is have you seen Raphael by any chance?
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove!!!
I'm gonna get you out of here.
- Hold it. - Huh?
Attack me, if you will.
- Eclectic. Heh-heh. - Yeah, ha.
Where'd these come from?
Continuing aeration.
No, no, you can't do that. They're living creatures.
That's the end of the Shredder.
... is that your adopted brother has his wounded on his forehead ? - three .
Ah. Man, give a guy a heart attack.
...it's nice to find a company that's doing something to help.
Oh, I know.
Any of you guys ever heard the expression fair fight?
Ostentatious.
We've only really had time to get Splinter and pick up a few essentials.
Fortunately, they seem to have imprinted you as their surrogate mother.
- Keno, I told you this is not... - I know, I know. This is not my fight.
Are you sure this stuff will work?
You are always so busy.
Wonderful.