03x09 - Enter the Rat King

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[SQUEAK]

Well, Vernon,
any ideas yet

for tonight's
editorial?

VERNON: Not yet, sir,
but I'm working on it.

Well, come up
with something,

and I mean pronto!

Yeow!

Scat! Come on,
get out of here!

Beat it, would you!

Ohh.

We need an editorial,

and I mean pronto.

What will vern say
when he finds out

we don't have
an editorial?

Rats!

What a brilliant
idea, sir!

"Rats--boon to mankind!"

"Our friend, the rat."

"Rats
throughout history."

They're a menace
to society!

Absolutely!
Disgusting little vermin.

April, you're going
to dig up the facts

about our city's
rat problem.

That's
tonight's editorial.

Rats?

You heard me.

Rats!

Don't do it,
Michelangelo!

It's no use,
Leonardo.

Don't try
talking me out of it.

You don't know what you're
letting yourself in for.

A turtle's got to do
what a turtle's got to do.

Please, Michelangelo,
don't go for pizza!

It's raining
cats and dogs.

And the dough
gets real soggy.

Besides, there is
still one last box

of pizza mix
in the cupboard.

There is?

All right!

Let's get cooking!

Hey, you're right, sensei.

There's enough here
for a major nosh.

A rat!

Hey, fur-face!
That was our din-din!

Ahh--

ah-choo!

I'll get him!

[ALL SHOUTING]

Don't let him
escape.

Ooh!
Ooh!

Your reflexes
must be dull indeed

if a mere rodent
outmaneuvers you.

That furry little dude
was more than mere.

Shh! Someone's coming.

Maybe it's
the rat again.

Tub-u-loso!

This time
we'll nail him.

Here he comes.

Hey! Watch it, guys!

April!

There's nothing like
a warm greeting

from old friends.

Sorry, April.

We mistook you
for someone else--

we're talking about a lowdown
pizza-stealing rat!

What a coincidence.

I'm researching
a story on rats!

I think every one of them

should be chased
out of town.

Ah, ha ha ha!

Present company
excepted, of course.

Of course.

I came down
to investigate

the sewer situation
firsthand.

Master splinter,
are you all right?

Yes.

Just an odd feeling.

Do not worry.

It will pass.

Uh-oh, I better hustle.

I go on the air
in 20 minutes.

I wonder what's taking
April so long.

This place
gives me the willies.

Ok, Irma! Let's roll!

So, what did you
find out?

I think vern's
exaggerating.

I didn't see
a single rat.

I'm entitled
to my opinion.

You don't have
to hiss at me.

Who's hissing?
I agree with you.

Oh, no!

Two flat tires.

Make that
four flat tires.

Oh, hurry, Irma.

If I miss
that broadcast,

vern will dock me
a month's pay.

Irma, did you ever
have the feeling

someone's
following you?

No. What's it like?

Rats!

Zillions and
zillions of rats.

Let--let's find
a taxi.

Quick!

Taxi!
Taxi!

Yoo-hoo!

Taxi!

Where to, ladies?

Channel 6 news.

S-sorry.

I ain't allowed
to carry

more than
f-f-five passengers.

Irma, don't look now,

but I think we're
in serious trouble.

Thank heavens!

A bus!

Where is April?

She's on
in two minutes!

You know
how women are

when it comes
to time.

Ok, vern, I'm ready
with my editorial.

It had better be good.

ANNOUNCER: And here,
straight from the field

is April O'Neill
with a channel 6 editorial.

Good evening.

I hope this doesn't
upset our viewers,

but I'd like
to talk about rats.

Our city is being overrun

with hordes of these
disgusting creatures.

Upset us?
Heck no!

This is a terrific
dinner topic.

Something must be done
about these vicious rodents

before it's too late.

They carry disease,
pestilence,

and they aren't
even cute!

We urge the city

to do something
about them immediately.

Hey! Who pulled
the plug?

What happened
to April?

VERNON:
She's--she's gone!

April?

Gone?

Ohh.

DONATELLO: Put the pedal
to the metal, Leonardo.

We've got
to find April.

LEONARDO: This is the best
place to start looking.

Ok. All together now.

Why can't April have
a ground-floor office?

I wish we had
those antigravity boots

from episode six.

Check it out.

There's the studio
she disappeared from.

Whoever heard
of losing a commentator

in the middle
of a broadcast?

I keep telling you
she's not reliable.

Vernon,
find April O'Neill

so I can fire her!

Boy, he's really
on the warpath.

Irma, this is all
your fault.

My fault! How come?

If you hadn't--
that is,

if you had only--

I mean, if you
and April--

trust me,
it's all your fault.

It's guys like that
who make me glad

I'm a member of
the opposite sex.

Yeow!

The turtles?

Quick, Irma, what
happened to April?

You know as much as I do.

One minute she's here,
the next she's gone.

If you ask me,
it's those rats.

Hey, lighten up,
compadres.

If April needed us,

she'd scope us out
on her turtlecom.

You mean this turtlecom?

Uh-oh!
Uh-oh!

Fellas, we've got to check

every storm drain
and sewer pipe in the city

until we find April.

What are we
waiting for?

Cowabunga!

Turtle power!

Ahh. How romantic.

They're just like

four little
green errol flynns.

It's good of you to help us
search for April,

master splinter.

Perhaps my
rodent instincts

may be of some use.

Well, guys,
any sign of her?

Nada.

Zero. Zilch.

We've checked
everywhere,

from the sludge pump
to the garbage runoff

to the raw
sewage drain.

Oh, the scenic route.

Master splinter,
are you all right?

Yes...I am fine.

Please, let us
continue the search.

I'm worried
about sensei.

He's acting
kind of strange.

I've noticed that, too.

Maybe we should keep
an eye on him.

Now there's a switch.

Oooh. Mmm.

Mmmm.

Welcome to
my humble abode,

miss O'Neill.

Ha ha. I trust
you're comfortable.

Who are you?

I am his royal
rodent majesty,

the rat king!

And these are
my loyal subjects.

My simplest wish
is their command.

Why did you
bring me here?

To keep you from telling
those vicious lies

about my loyal
rat subjects.

Ahh!

Ha ha ha ha!
Forget dogs.

The rat is truly
man's best friend.

Rat king!
Mister,

you've got a serious
identity problem.

You wish
a demonstration?

Haven't you heard?

Music hath charms
to soothe the savage beast.

I think you're the only
beast around here.

Don't you understand?

My devoted
rodent followers and I

are establishing a new form
of government in these sewers.

A ratocracy!

And I am their leader!

Brother,
you're also nuttier

than a truckload
of fruit cakes.

Yo, April!

Where are you?

It's no use.

We've covered
every tunnel

and still no sign of her.

Man, this place is
emptier than a pizza pan

after an attack of
the midnight munchies.

[BEEP BEEP BEEP]

Leonardo, here.

It's Irma. Hi.

Listen, I know
where April is

and who's got her.

Some nut called
the rat king.

How do you
know that?

Ahh, just call it
woman's intuition.

Uh, miss O'Neill.

What is it now...
Your highness?

It's lunchtime.

Can I interest you
in some ratatouille?

Here's what I think
of your offer.

You're quite attractive
when you're angry.

Especially for someone
without whiskers.

Just wait till my friends
the turtles get here!

Ha ha! Turtles?

They're no match
for my army of rats.

It just so happens

they're trained
by splinter,

a true ninja master.

I see.

And what is he,
a salamander?

If you must know,
he's a rat. Oops.

A rat, you say?

Ah, perfect.

With a ninja master
in my power,

I can rule every rodent
in the city.

Yes, my
faithful followers.

We'll stop these turtles

before they invade
our rodent realm.

We'll do this by turning
their master against them.

It seems hopeless,
master.

Nevertheless, we
must keep searching.

Sensei,
what's wrong?

Uh, I...

I feel strange,

as if some force
is compelling me

to do things
beyond my control.

Hold it.

You're trespassing
on royal grounds.

Who are you, dude?

You will address me
with respect.

I am the rat king.

The rat king.

He's the one
who grabbed April!

Listen, mister,

just hand over
miss O'Neill,

and no one
will get hurt.

That music. I--
I cannot resist.

Actually, it is kind of
a catchy tune.

Splinter,
from now on,

you will obey
only me.

Yes, your highness.

Your highness?

And my royal decree

is destroy
those turtles!

Your command...
I obey, master.

Hyah! Hyah!

Whoa! Unh!

Whoa!
Whoa!

Oh. Oh, no.

Master splinter
may be too much

even for all four of us.

Oh, in that case,
we're turtle soup.

Turtles,
prepare to say sayonara.

Grrr!

Now,
my willing subject,

finish them off.

Yes, your majesty.

Hyah!

Aah! Ooh!

Whoa!

No, master!
Stop!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Something's
come over splinter.

He's like
totally flipped out!

What are we gonna do?
I don't want to fight him.

We can't just
leave him here.

Ha ha ha!
It's no use, turtles.

If it has four legs
and squeaks,

it obeys only me.

Master splinter,
listen to me!

Ignore the rat
king's commands!

No, splinter.
I am your ruler.

Obey me.

Your will is
stronger than his.

You must turn
against the rat king!

I don't think
he's buying it.

There's only one thing
left to do.

I won't try
to defend myself.

Now,
my loyal subject,

finish him!

Hyah!

Whoa! Wh--wh--

it worked, master.

You're yourself
again.

Yes...Barely.

Come on. Let's
blow this joint.

Mondo notion, bud.

Unh! They've escaped
with their ninja master!

Or should I say,
my ninja master.

This contest of wills
is not over yet.

Never before have I
turned on my pupils.

I am ashamed.

But, sensei,

your will power did
triumph over his.

Thank you, Leonardo,

but I don't wish to
run that risk again.

That is why
you turtles

must search for
April without me.

I dare not face
the rat king

until my strength
returns.

Don't worry, master.

You trained us well.

We'll get April back.

You're darned right!

Yeah, for sure!

Irma, why aren't you
looking for April?

I am.

How,
by watching TV?

It so happens,
Vernon,

I'm looking for
a certain news story,

and I just hit pay dirt.

That's the expose we did on
abandoned subway stations.

Right.
And I've got a feeling

that's where the rat king's
keeping April.

Rat king?
What rat king?

Come on. I'll
explain on the way.

But I'm not dressed
to meet royalty.

Sh-shouldn't we get
some professional help?

Relax, Vernon.

We got the four
best bodyguards

in the business.

Irma to turtles.
Irma to turtles.

Come in, turtles.

[BEEP]

Oh, all this dampness
is shorting out the signal.

If I see one rat
down here,

just one rat, I'll--

ohh!

Mama!

The mighty hunter.

[SQUEAK SQUEAK]

Let's hope this nail file
does the trick.

It did it!

Ah, freedom!

Rats. He would
have to leave sentries.

This looks like
the only unguarded exit.

Not the most inviting place
in the world,

but here goes nothing.

[SQUEAK]
[SQUEAK]

That blasted splinter.

No rat has ever overcome
my control before.

What's this?

She's escaped!

A fine pair of sentries
you are!

No more Swiss cheese
for you two for a month!

What's this?

Ah, so this
is her escape route.

After her!
We must catch her

before she
locates the turtles.

The subway terminal
the rat king is using

is located that way.

So we'll go this way.

You want to zoom
that by us again?

That way he'll have sentries
waiting for us.

This way, we can
blind-side him.

Someone's coming!
Get ready.

[FOOTSTEPS]

Hyah!
Hyah!

Aah!

April!

That's the second
time today

you guys
have done that!

And we'll keep on doing it
till we get it right.

She couldn't
have gotten far.

Wait. I smell something.

It's a woman's perfume.

Heh heh. And the fragrance
is getting closer.

Got ya!

Aah!

Who are you?

Hey, hold on.

You're that
rat king maniac.

Maniac majesty,
to you.

Ok, Buster.

Where's my pal April?

That's what
I'd like to know.

Well, there's
one way to find out.

Yoo-hoo! April!

Yoo-hoo! April!

It's Irma!

KING: Where are you?

And the rat king!

April,
you stay here.

And miss out
on a story?

No way.

Heh heh!
Now, turtles,

the final showdown.

A b*mb!

Jump!

Oh, yuck!

Oh!

Bring her back
to the palace.

Wait. I'll be
your hostage.

Take me instead.

Call me when
you're a TV reporter.

Ohh! Men!

You always go
for the redheads.

Ouch! Ooh! Ow!

Ooh, that hurt!

Ooh. Ow. Gee.

Look out!
It's going to blow!

Let's get out of here!
Come on!

Where's
everybody going?

Irma! Run!

That means you,
dudette.

Watch out!

Well, so much for
the rat king.

For sure,
I seriously doubt

if we'll see that
creepazoid again.

I hope you're right.

It's a small world
down here in the sewers.

Well, g*ng,
it's been fun,

but I gotta get back
to the old rat race.

Oops.

I wonder if we'll ever run
across the rat king again.

Your battle with him
was a stalemate.

I fear that he might

seek a future
confrontation.

I've already anticipated
that possibility.

Ta-da!

Holy guacamole!

It's a super rodent trap,

especially designed
to capture the rat king.

We just have to plant this
near his lair, and--

hey! Hey!

Somehow,
Donatello,

I doubt
that the world

will beat a path
to your door

over this one.