05x12 - Leonardo Cuts Loose

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Oh, hurry up and fix it,
will you, Donatello?

I'm missing
a classic movie:

Surf Zombies from Zuma.

Can't you see I'm doing
the best I can?

Frankly, I can't see anything.

Yo, Donatello!

The pizza oven
needs serious help.

I wish you guys
would give me a break.

I've only got six fingers.

What's the problem,
fellas?

The problem is every time
something breaks down,

I'm expected to fix it.

Hey, it comes
with the territory.

You're the resident genius.

Exactly right.

I'm a scientist,
not a handyman.

Bad career choice, dude.

Handymen rake in


Come on, guys,
Donatello does more

than his share
around here.

Thanks for sticking up
for me, Leonardo.

I owe you one.

Fix my electric toothbrush
and we'll call it even.

That does it!

This handyman
is officially on strike!

Touchy, touchy, touchy.

This contraption
is the only thing

that'll get those guys
off my back.

Well, Donatello, I see
you are reconditioning

your old cloning device.

It's the only way
I'll ever find time

to work on my inventions,
Master Splinter.

With a clone of yourself?

Exactly.

My duplicate can handle
the household chores

while I devote myself
to loftier scientific
endeavors.

You must be careful,
my son.

A wise person once said,

"It's not nice
to fool Mother Nature."

Uh, wasn't that
a TV commercial?

Wisdom can appear
in many places.

[Man]
So here's the deal,
Rat King.

You set your rats loose
on the streets.

The panic scares everybody
out of the city,

and me and my boys
will take it from there.

[laughing]
[laughing]

Take what, Mr. McFingers?

We'll take the gold,
the jewelry, and the cash.

And what, may I ask,
is in it for me

and my furry
little followers?

After we clean out the place,
the whole city is yours.

It'll be a regular,
uh...ratropolis.

Oh, my very own ratropolis.

[chuckles]

It has a delightful
ring to it.

Don't you agree,
my loyal subjects?

[evil laugh]

[Donatello]
There, it's back
in perfect condition.

One of the perks
of living in a sewer

is that you have
plenty of volunteers

for scientific experiments.

[rat squeaking]

[chuckling]
Oh, don't worry,
little guy.

I'd never hurt
a fellow creature.

[whirring]

Whoops.

I had my hand in the way.

Ah, no harm done.

It works perfectly.

That's it, guys.

Thanks for the help.

I'll make sure
you're mentioned

in all the scientific
journals.

[squeaking]

Oh, brother,
what a hair-raising
experience.

[gasps]
I don't believe it.

I can actually talk!

I just wish I had
a more macho voice.

How many of my rodents
will you require

for your little...caper?

[McFingers]
All of 'em!

The more, the scarier.

Mr. McFingers,
you have a deal.

[squeaking]

Enough with the chittering.

These humans
only understand words.

A talkin' rat?
What gives here?

Some green guy
with a cloning device

zapped him,
and out came me.

That still doesn't explain
why you can talk.

Hey, I'll bet it happened
when the green guy

stuck his hand
in the light.

I must've picked up some
of his genetic chromosomes.

What the heck is a genetic
chromosome anyway?

Okay, what's goin' on here?

Green guy?
Cloning device?

It has to be Donatello.

Ain't he one of them
Juvenile Karate Lizards?

Close.

They're Teenage Mutant
Ninja Turtles.

Whatever.

Do you realize
with a gizmo like that,

we can make scillions
more rats than you have now,

more than enough to--
to take over the city!

Even more rats?

How wonderful!

Forget just one lousy city.

We could take over
the whole country!

[Rat King]
An entire rat nation!

It works for me.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Let's find this Donatello guy.

Well, here goes.

Ready to duplicate myself.

[whirring]

Perfect to the last detail.

I certainly
am a handsome devil.

Thank you.

Well, enough chit-chat.

Time to get to work.

Exactly what sort of work
did you have in mind?

You know,
change a few
light bulbs,

tighten some
dripping faucets.

Excuse me.

I am a scientist,
not a handyman.

[yelping]

Oh, great, a clone
with an attitude.

Now, look,
you're my clone.

You take orders
from me.

I am not a clone.

I'm an enhanced replication.

And thanks to a glitch
in your algebraic equation,

I have ten times
your intelligence.

Yeah, and one heck of an ego.

It looks like I'll just
have to cut you down to size.

You're in for a surprise.

I also have ten times
your ninja skills.

Heeyah!

Woo-yah!

Ooh!
Hiyah!

Whoa!

I think I've made
my point.

Well, that was stimulating.

I seem to have worked up
my first appetite.

Euh! Work, darn it!
Work!

I don't think pounding it
is going to fix it, Raphael.

Yeah, Leonardo's right.

Maybe you ought
to try kicking it.

Greetings,
fellow turtles.

Whoa, gnarly-looking
snack, dude.

And it contains
a perfect balance

of the five
basic food groups.

Hey, never mind
fixing sandwiches.

How about fixing
this TV?

Forget it, Raphael.

Your feeble brain has had
too much television already.

Mellow out, dude.

Raphael's brain
is as good as mine.

Wrong. Compared to you,
he's a rocket scientist.

Ouch.

Hey, back off,
Donatello.

You're way out of line.

Oh? Exactly what are you
going to do about it...

oh, noble leader?

[sighs]
I'm sorry to have to
do this, Donatello,

but someone has to
teach you a lesson.

Well, it sure won't be you.

Whu-- Whoa, oof!

All right, who's next?

We both are!
We both are!

Hiyah! Wuyuh wuyuh!
Wooyah!

Bonzai!

Whoa!

Boy, did he wake up
on the wrong side
of the bed.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm going to the sewer

for some fresh air.

What on earth
happened to Donatello?

Beats the heck
out of me.

Beats the heck
out of all of us.

What an unsanitary
environment.

This is a perfect
breeding ground

for all sorts
of loathsome creatures.

That's him!

The one they call
Donatello.

[McFingers]
Okay, get him!

Got him!

Good work.

Let's take him
to the hideout.

Take good care of him,
partner.

Partner?

Now that I've got him,
who needs you?

[laughing]

Why, that two-timing,
double-crossing...rat!

[McFingers]
Okay, Donatello,
this is your new home.

Better get used to it.

[Donatello Clone]
Let's get something straight.

I am not Donatello.

I'm an enhanced replication
of that puny-brained mutant.

What is that
supposed to mean?

Uh, it means he ain't
nothing but a clone.

That's Mr. Clone to you.

Oh, what a lousy break.

We got the wrong one!

I am ten times smarter
than that shellback Donatello,

and ten times stronger.

Ooh!

But can you build me
one of them cloning machines?

That primitive hunk of junk?

Why, I could construct one
with half my brain

tied behind my back.

You're that smart, huh?

Smarter.

How long
would it take you

to clone a few million
of these?

Two weeks?
Ha!

Try two hours.

[gasps]
Only two hours?

I told you,
I'm a genius.

Yeah, what a sap.

What an ego.

For someone
with my mental capacities,

this is mere child's play.

[sighs]
Yawn.

That was boringly easy.

[chittering]

Here you go, rodent.

Happy duplicating.

[whirring]

[hammering]

[Raphael]
Hey, who needs
Donatello anyway?

We can do our own
handyman stuff.

That's right.

He's not the only one
who can fix things around here.

For sure, dude.

Anyone can fix things
if they put their mind to it.

Ow!

Whoa!

Oof!

Whoa, oh, no!

Whoa!
Hey!

It appears to me that
you need Donatello,
my students.

Maybe if we ask him nicely?

[McFingers]
You did it!

[Donatello Clone]
Of course.

[Thug 1]
Wow, I ain't seen
this many rats

since I left home.

Now we can start
taking over this town.

Send out the clones!

[chittering]

[Male Newscaster]
Attention, all citizens,

the city is being invaded
by hordes of rats.

The creatures are everywhere!

Operator! Operator!

Get me 911.

Never mind my location.

I'm moving to a new one.

[Male Newscaster]
Panicky people are leaving
the city in droves.

We take you now to our
on-the-spot reporter

April O'Neil.

April O'Neil here,
on the steps of City Hall

where the mayor is about
to make a statement.

Fellow citizens,
I urge you to remain calm

and not panic.

We have nothing to fear
but fear itself--

Ahh!
[squeaking]

And a couple million rats!

If you're wondering
whether the mayor
will seek re-election,

it looks like
he's definitely running.

This is April O'Neil
signing off.

[whimpering]
All right,
that's a wrap.

Can we please go now?

I simply hate
sneaky little rats.

That's funny, Vernon.

I thought you'd feel
right at home with them.

I just wish
I could figure out

where they're all coming from.

Oh, no.

It isn't possible!

Could that be
who I think it is?

Now follow me
and stay in line
and no dawdling.

I made you
and I can break you.

It is him.

It's Donatello.

I always knew those turtles
couldn't be trusted.

Their eyes
are too close together.

I'd better call
the Turtles.

Hold still, guys.

I'm almost finished.
[electronic chirping]

Uh-oh.
The Turtlecom.

Raphael here.

Raphael, I have
some terrible news.

Are you sitting down?

Uh, sort of.
What's up?

I just saw Donatello
leading a swarm of rats

in a takeover of the city.

Donatello?
That's impossible.

Totally!

The dude might be bizarro,
but he's no traitor.

Besides, he's right here
in the lair,

working in his lab.

Yeah, come on.
We'll show you.

M-Michelangelo, wait!

Yahh!

Goodness, what was that?

Uh, we're just doing
a little light housekeeping.

We'll get back to you.

Yo, Donatello,
where are you?

♪ Come out, come out
wherever you are ♪

There's no sign of him.

Do you suppose
April was right?

No way, dude.

I still don't believe
our brainiac bud

could've gone bad.

Who does he think he is,
the Rat King?

[Raphael]
Maybe he flipped out.

He has been working
awfully hard lately.

Nah, he's around here
someplace.

I'm definitely picking up
some strong Donatello vibes.

Ohh...
Whoa! Oof!

[muffled shouts]

Listen.
There's someone
in there.

Let's see who it is.

[muffled speech]

Thanks, I needed that.

Donatello, what happened?

I made a clone
of myself to help

with the household repairs
and it turned on me.

Well, don't feel bad.
It turned on us, too.

The dude really kicked
all three of us around.

It looks like
this clone of yours

is leading millions of rats
in a major uprising.

We have to track down
that bogus dude
and destroy it.

If we don't, it could mean
the end of the city!

Oh, this is all my fault.

Why didn't I listen
to Master Splinter?

[rats chittering]
[people screaming]

[Male Newscaster]
These are tragic times
for our city.

It's turned into
a regular rat race,

and it looks like
the rats are winning!

[Male Newscaster]
Attention, all citizens,
please stay off the streets.

Hordes of angry rats
continue to plague the city.

[screaming]

It worked!

What a brainstorm.

Uh, yeah, the rats run in
and the people run out.

[McFingers]
And we grab the loot.

Cloney, you're
a downright genius!

That's precisely
what I've been
trying to tell you.

That was Pinky McFingers.

And I'll bet a week's salary
he has something to do

with this rat invasion.

Uh, hey, how come you didn't
snatch any dough for yourself?

[scoffs]

I have loftier aims
than merely accumulating money.

Yeah? Like what?

Like worldwide recognition
of my superior intellect.

Perhaps even
a ticker-tape parade
in my honor.

Hey, everybody's
gotta have a dream.

As for me,
mine's already come true!

Heh ha ha ha!

Ha ha! Hoo hoo hee!
I love this.

[Raphael]
Great move, Donatello.

Thanks to that clone you built,
the city is filled with rats.

If you'd just
fixed those things
back at the lair,

like we asked,
none of this
would've happened!

Ah, back off,
will you, guys?

I already said I was sorry.

[chittering]

Okay, dudes, I found
that squeak in the engine.

Just add it
to the collection.

Hold everything.

I think I located
my clone.

Whoa! I see it, too!

[Leonardo]
Quick, where's it located?

[beeping]

Oh, right here
in the Turtle Van.

[Raphael]
It's you.

Yeah, I guess my digital
feedback scanner

can't handle
two of me at once.

Oh, mondo bummer, dudes.

It's no use, guys.

If I can't locate that clone,
then no one can.

Whoa!
[tires skidding]

Just because McFingers
is a criminal doesn't mean

he has to disobey
the speed laws.

There it is.

I found his hideout.

I'd better call the Turtles.

I might need
some help with this.

Gotcha!

Well, what do you know?

It's that snoopy dame
TV reporter.

I thought you two
watched cartoons,
not the news.

Come with us!

The boss knows how to handle
wise gals like you.

[chirping]
April, this is Leonardo.
Where are you?

Come in, April.

It's no use.
I can't locate her.

Let's get back to the lair.

Maybe Master Splinter's
heard something.

[Raphael]
First, we lose
Donatello's clone,

and now April.

They say bad luck
always comes in threes.

I wonder what's next.

Ah-hah!

Here's number three:

his royal maniac
the Rat King.

I'm not here to fight
you turtles.

I'm here to help you.

Oh, yeah? How?

By moving to another
sewer system?

No, by telling you
where to find
Pinky McFingers.

He's the one
who has your clone.

Great.
Where is he?

This map will lead you
directly to his hideout.

Thanks.

But why are you doing this?

I'm paying him back
for double-crossing me

by ratting on him.

Get it?
Ratting on him?

Don't you just love
rodent humor?

So you had to come
snooping around, huh?

What do you want?

I'm looking
for my friend Donatello,

and I know
you've got him!

Okay, you caught me
green-handed.

Hey, boy genius,
you got a visitor.

[sighs]

I thought I made it clear.

No interruptions
while I'm cloning!

Donatello!
Are you all right?

What has McFingers
done to you?

He's given me this
state-of-the-art laboratory

in which to perform
my brilliantly
complex experiments.

That's what.

I don't believe it.

You're actually
working for this...

this lowlife?

You bet he is,
doll-baby.

Everybody's got
a price tag.

If Donatello's gone bad,

then there's no hope
for the world.

[Leonardo]
Okay, this is the place.

Hey, foam dome,

you ain't supposed
to be out here.

Yeah, you're supposed
to be in the lab working.

I think you have me
confused with someone else.

Uh, no we don't.

You are coming with us.

Sorry to disappoint you,
but I have other plans.

Ahh!

You're next!

Uhh!

Ahh! Help!

Nice moves, Donatello!

I see you haven't
lost your touch.

For sure, dude.

The four of us
will take care

of that clone of yours,
no problemo.

Uh, I wouldn't be
so sure about that.

You fiend!

You'll never
get away with this!

Ain't life strange?

One minute you're
a hotshot reporter,

next minute
you're a hot lunch
for a bunch of rats.

Okay, genius.
Soup's on!

[laughing]

[All]
Turtle power!

The Turtles!

And two Donatellos?

Don't get
the two of us
mixed up.

We look exactly alike.

Who are you kidding?

I am much better-looking.

Hi, fellas.

I've been expecting you.

You have?
Yes.

I deduced
that you'd try

something stupid
just about now.

You might as well give up.

We outnumber you
four to one.

Then let's
even things up...

shall we?

Holy guacamole.

You're me!

Exactamundo, dude.

Only mondo rude!

Ta-da!

That's funny.

Somehow I always
thought I was taller.

Too bad your moves
aren't as sharp
as your wisecracks.

Oh, I hate to do this
to myself.

I know exactly
how you feel!

Might as well warn you.

Donatello knows bo!

And I know
that you know it,

which gives me
a distinct advantage.

Uh, what are you
planning to do?

Before I finish you off,

will you admit that
I'm your scientific superior?

Certainly...

once you tell me
who built this cloning device.

Who? Why, I did of course.

Come on, you couldn't
have built it.

You're just a clone.

Of course I did!

Clones are capable
of anything!

No way.

I did, too, build it!

I did! I did!
I did! I did!

Oh, yeah?

I'll bet you can't
even throw it into reverse.

Oh, no?
Watch this!

[Donatello Clone]
Ah, my clones...

they're disappearing!

You tricked me!

It figures.

He majored
in trickonometry.

I'm melting...

I'm melting...

[Male Newscaster]
It's truly a miracle.

The rats are vanishing
as quickly as they appeared.

And they aren't
the only rats

that will be disappearing
for a long time.

There's also
Pinky McFingers
and his g*ng.

Yeah, I knew
there was something fishy

about that reptile.

[whistling]

Boy, you sure are
one happy handyman.

Hey, why not?

I'm doing what I like best.

As soon as I fix
this toaster,

I'll start on
the washing machine.

Well, Donatello,
it sounds as though

you have learned
a valuable lesson.

Oh, I sure have, sensei.

I've learned
that two Donatellos
is one too many.

My sentiments exactly.

Oh, no.
Not again!

Gotcha!

♪ Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha ♪

Oh! Man!

Very funny.

I'll get you for this,
Raphael!

Come back and fight
like a turtle!

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