Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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