01x03 - A Thing About Rats

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Hey, get a grip.

♪ When the evil shredder
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♪ these turtle boys
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♪ splinter taught them
to be ninja teens ♪

He's a radical rat.

♪ Leonardo leads,
donatello does machines ♪

That's a fact, Jack.

♪ Raphael is cool but rude ♪

Gimme a break!

♪ Michelangelo
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[SNORING]

How's he doing?

He'll be fine.
He just needs sleep.

Shredder must
pay for this.

I'd like to douse him
with that mutagen

and turn him
into a mutant hamster.

He'll pay, all right,

by turning splinter
back into a human being.

Stay with him, April.

Come on. Let's find
that technodrome.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[RUMBLING]

Now to find a new source
of technical equipment.

[SQUEAKING]

The rat will
follow its nose

to the cheese
at the end of the maze.

Now, watch how
my mouser

follows its nose
to the rat.

[SQUEAKS]

You see?
There's no place

for pests to hide
from my mousers.

All I need is
a big company

to mass produce them
for me.

In large quantities,

they could solve
the city's rat problem.

Including my problem

with a rat
named splinter.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

So, do you think
ajax pest control

would be interested
in my invention?

Well, to put it
in a single word...

Get outta here!

Hey! You can't
do this to me.

Get rid of
all rats, huh?

What are you, crazy?

You want to drive me
out of business?

The short-sighted fool

doesn't know
what he's missing.

W-who are you?

Someone who wants to
produce your mousers

on a vast scale.

Well, it's about time
somebody discovered me.

Man, we are
lostola.

This stinks.
We haven't seen a trace

of the technodrome
all day.

We've got
to keep searching.

We still have
the upper hand.

You call this
the upper hand?

We've got the shredder
on the run, Raphael.

And he's the key
to returning

master splinter
to his human form.

What a dump!

I thought you said
you had a big business.

I do. In fact,
it's enormous.

With this,
you can start work

on a master control
for the mousers.

Master control?

What's wrong
with this?

By dawn, I will
have constructed

hundreds of
these robots.

It will take massive amounts
of computer power

to run them all.

[GROWLS]
So get to work.

In a few hours,
Baxter stockman,

your mousers
will rule the city.

Not a single rodent
will survive.

Hmm. That guy must really
have a thing about rats.

Let's check
up there.

Donatello,

the technodrome
isn't up,

it's down.

At this point,
anything is worth a try.

[GRUNTING]

I hope this leads
someplace interesting.

Nope. I thought not.

Uh, Raphael?

What?

Duck!

This is not my idea
of a good time.

Analysis of mouser
complete.

Ready to commence
replication process.

Bebop, rock steady,
activate the machinery.

KRANG: Shredder,
i want to talk to you.

What is it this time?

Why are you wasting time
building mousetraps

when you have yet to
provide me with a body?

My problem
is more urgent.

Hamato yoshi
and his accursed turtles

will ruin us
if they're not--

flehhh!

There would
be no problem

if I had a body.
[BURP]

This is my fight.

I must have the honor
of destroying them.

Saki,
come back here!

Twice those turtles
defeated you, saki.

I hope you fail
again and again

and keep failing

until at last
you have no choice

but to give me
a body.

Excellent. An exact
reproduction.

Perfect down
to the last detail.

We got 12 done already.

I should wait until
the first batch is done...

But no. I can't wait
to try them out.

They will succeed where
you mutants failed me.

[GULP]
Uh...

Seek out hamato yoshi

and destroy him!

Ha ha ha!

I don't get it.

We've toured
this whole burg,

and no technodrome.

Whoa!

Raphael!

Somebody toss me
a rope.

They aren't
paying me enough

to take this kind
of abuse.

How are you feeling?

[SIGHS]
A little better.

Oroku saki gave me
quite a going-over.

Listen, I gotta go.

I haven't been home
since I met you guys.

I gotta check my mail,
get girled up,

see if I still have a job.

Of course.
I hope we haven't

interfered too much
with your life, April.

Oh, only...Totally.
Heh heh.

Tell those 4 turtle boys
I'll be back soon.

[RUMBLING]

So, oroku saki,

you're reduced to
sending machines after me.

Hang on,
master splinter.

Get off of my Bo.

Rock and roll!

All right. Who's gonna
clean up this mess?

Where'd these metal maniacs
come from?

Where do you think,
Michelangelo?

Trademark--
"Baxter stockman inventions."

What kind of idiot puts
his name on a death machine?

An idiot with
an ego problem?

I don't know
who Baxter stockman is,

but I can practically
smell the shredder

behind all this.

Oh, great!

The guy we haven't
seen a sign of all day!

We must find this
Baxter stockman first,

and through him
find the shredder.

I hope he's easier
to scope out

than
the technodrome was.

Yeah. All we've got
on him is a name.

I feel we need

April's skills
as a reporter for this.

I suggest you pay her
a visit at her apartment.

You'd better come with
us, master splinter.

Yeah, we don't want
any of those big mouths

puttin' the bite
on you again.

SHREDDER:
Nonfunctional?

All 12 mousers
are out of commission?

Those turtles!

No matter.

They may be able
to handle 12 mousers,

but they'll never
be able to beat 1,200!

Whew! I've been hanging out
in the sewers too long.

Running around
with mutant turtles,

chasing K*llers
under the city.

[SIGHS] I'd almost forgotten
what real life was like.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Who in the world
could that be?

Could we interest you

in a subscription to
turtle's home companion?

Oh, no! Why are you guys
doing here?

How did you get here?
Did anyone see you come in?

Any special order

you want those
questions answered in?

Yes. Quickly!

Looking for
Baxter stockman,

by the sewers,
and no.

Does that
clear things up?

I can't remember
what I asked.

We're looking for
the genius who built this.

His name is
Baxter stockman.

That's all you've got
to go on--a name?

We think he's working
with the shredder.

He's our only key

to tracking down
the technodrome.

Well, I can see what
my computer turns up.

Put that back, Raphael!

Where do you plug
this thing in?

Splinter, why don't you
rest in the bedroom.

The rest of you,
try to stay out of trouble.

Roger, April.

You promise?

ALL: We promise, April.

Why is it I don't
quite believe you guys?

Wonder if there's
anything to eat

in this joint.

Rock! Instant pizza!

[CHOMP]

Let's see
if the newsroom files

have anything
on this guy.

April, this is vern
at the studio.

Where are you?

You're due in 10 minutes
for the broadcast.

Got him!

April, this is vern.
Where are you?

What's happening with
your story? Call me.

"Essence of jelly bean
bubble bath.

Add one capful
to running water."

Hmm. One capful, huh?

Hey, team, I--

ay ay ay!

Leonardo,
what are you doing?

Target practice.

Aah!

Uh...Pizza's ready.

Yee-haw!

[COUGHS] I thought
I told you guys

to stay out of trouble!

We aren't
in any trouble.

That's what
you think.

Here. I found Baxter
stockman's address.

Why don't you go there
and do some damage?

[SIGHS]
There. It's done,

and I'm leaving.

Don't you wish to see
the fruits of your labor?

Ohh, no. I'm tired.

I haven't slept
all night.

Very well. Go.

He knows too much.

Put him out of the way.

Take the turtle-seeking
cycle.

April sure was mad.

Oh, well.
You know women.

No, we don't.

She's the first one
we ever met.

Stick to business.

We got to find this
Baxter stockman person.

I hope he hasn't
had time

to build any more
of those little machines.

Now, my children,

seek out hamato yoshi,
the 4 turtles,

and that newswoman
April o'Neil.

Destroy them all.

Ahh! It feels so good
to be so bad.

Oh, what do you
want now?

Time to take out
the garbage.

You're no match
for Michelangelo,

master of
the manriki gusari. Ha ha!

And you are no match
for Raphael,

master of
the manhole cover!

Heh! What a sucker.

Ok, bub, let's chat.

You want to clue us in
on what this is?

It's the remote control
for my mousers.

Do you have any more
of these mousers?

No, but the shredder has--
hundreds of them.

And where
is the shredder now?

I'll never talk.

You'd better,

or else I'm gonna
get...Sarcastic.

He's in an old mansion
on green street near tenth.

He's got
a master control

for all the mousers there.
[GASPS]

See? Nothing beats
cutting wit.

Green street's all
the way downtown.

Yeah, how are we gonna
get there in time?

Are you guys thinking
what I'm thinking?

Beam generators,
frequency tracers...

You know,

we could really use
some of this junk.

Gee, Michelangelo,

I didn't know
you could drive.

Ha! I can't!

Cowabunga!

Uh, guys,
has it occurred to you

just how easily those
mousers found splinter?

So what?

So, if there are
hundreds of them now...

ALL: April and splinter!

[SIGHS] There.

It's nice to have
a little peace and quiet.

[RUMBLING]

Splinter!

Splinter,
wake up!

What's the matter,
April?

I think
something's trying

to eat
this apartment!

Sorry, you must have
the wrong apartment!

We must
arm ourselves.

Hyah!

I fear we're about to join
our ancestors, April.

It's been swell
knowing you, splinter.

Outta my way,
big mouth!

Fore!

I don't like the sound
of that one bit.

[RUMBLING]

The ropes!

Boy, they sure
don't build 'em

like they used to.

Well, what are we
hanging around here for?

Let's go find
the shredder.

There's the mansion,
just like stockman said.

So, what
do we do now?

With the equipment
in the van,

I can make this thing
powerful enough

to control
all the mousers,

but it won't do
any good

unless we shut down
the master control

in that old dump.

Somebody's gonna have
to get in there

and put it
out of commission.

Come on, troops.
Let's do it.

Hang one.

One turtle has a better
chance than three.

Well, have a fun.
Drop us a line

if anything
interesting happens.

You could have tried to
talk me out of it, you know.

[GRUNTS]

Now to find
the master control.

Not so fast,
turtle boy.

So, they're all here.

Ha ha ha!

Time to give my mousers
new orders.

[STRUGGLING]

This is stupid.

There's gotta be some way
out of these ropes.

[STRUGGLING]

Waah! Uhh!

Of course,
I could be wrong.

Oh, swell.

Another 1,000
mouths to feed.

I just hope Michelangelo

managed to shut down
the master control.

Uhh! Now all
I have to do is--

don't move.

Don't move.

Huh?

That Michelangelo.
Remind me

to give him a stern
talking-to...

If we survive this.

Whoa! I've heard of
going out of your skull,

but you take the cake.

Listen to me.

The room with
the master control

is one flight up.

Go there
and destroy it.

Wait a minute.

Why should I believe
a talking brain?

There's no time
to argue.

Your friends
are in danger.

Hurry!

I'd say
this was hopeless,

but that's
too optimistic.

Farewell, accursed
hamato yoshi.

Heads up,
shredder.

Oh, big man with a g*n.

Come on!
Fight like a turtle.

Ha ha ha!
Missed me by a mile.

You impudent idiot!

Come on,
chrome dome,

hit me with
your best shot.

You bet I will.

Oh, no!

You'll pay for that.

Will you take
an I.O.U.?

Michelangelo did it!

All right!

Let's give these
little creeps

some new
marching orders.

Oh, no!

[BOOM]

Hmm. Guess they must've
hit a gas main.

That's the end
of the mousers.

Yes, but what about
Michelangelo?

APRIL: Michelangelo!

Where are you?

If anything's happened to
that little twerp, I'll--

oh, no!

Michelangelo,
say something.

Say something.

I just love hide-and-seek,
don't you?

Well, guess what?

The technodrome's
long gone.

That shredder's
getting to be

a real pain
in the tail.

We need some way
to track him.

That van's full of
all sorts

of surveillance gear.

If we could rig it up
somehow...

You know what I saw
in that old house?

It was this humongous brain!

It had a mouth and eyes,
and it talked to me!

A talking brain,
huh?

Yeah. Weird, huh?

Michelangelo,
I do believe

you've finally
had one pizza too many.