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01x08 - The Fast and the Furriest/Mascot Melee

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles". Aired: October 12, 2019 – August 7, 2020.*
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A re-imagined series that has the Turtles go on new adventures as they seek to unlock the mystical secrets of New York City and their own powers to save the world from evil.

01x08 - The Fast and the Furriest/Mascot Melee

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- ♪ Rise of the ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant
Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant
Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Rise of the ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant
Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Heroes in the half-shell
Turtle power ♪

♪ Rising up against evil
paint the city green ♪

♪ Raph is ready for a fight
Leo's making a scene ♪

♪ Mikey's got mad skills
Donnie rocks machines ♪

♪ With each other
they discover ♪

♪ Their destiny and rise ♪

♪ Cowabunga ♪

♪ Rise of the ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant
Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Teenage Mutant
Ninja Turtles ♪

♪ Heroes in the half-shell
Turtle power ♪

♪ Rise ♪

- What's the word?

Am I clear?

- Looksbuenofrom here.

You are a go for

Operation Let's Hope
Raph Comes Back Alive.

- Would you
stop calling it that?

- A first-ever exploratory
expedition in daylight!

They are gonna name sewers
after you, pal.

- I fit right in
with all the mascots.

This hippo suit
works great in Times Square.

- Totally,
but for the record,

I still think my trench coat
idea would've worked.

- h*-h*, there's the store.

- Go get Splinter's
birthday gift!

Our eyes depend on it.

[lasers zapping]

- Time for today's training.

- [gulps]

- It's a little drafty.

- Oh, oh, no.
- Cover up.

- My eyes!

- That mole is
growing a mole.

- We gotta get him
a new robe.

- Who's up for jumping jacks?

[all screaming]

- Steady as she goes.

[funky music]

Old man on your right.
- [grunts]

- Kid on your left.
- Huh!

- He's got
peanut butter ice cream.

- Oh, no, your allergies!

Evasive maneuver!
Evasive maneuver!

- [grunting]

[humming]

Close one.

Oh, man, this is crazy cool.

First turtle to ever
skate through a crowd

totally unnoticed,
and his name is Raph.

[computer beeps]

- Video text from April.

[playful electronic music
playing]

April's memes are so lit.

- You know, I bet you think
I wouldn't like cookies

coming out of butts,
but it turns out I do.

[dramatic music]

- [grunts]
Sorry.

Uh, my bad?

- You got this, bud.

- Whoo-ha!

- Now go get that robe.

Our night terrors
end today.

- Yes.
What? No, no, no.

My wallet? My wallet!

[suspenseful music]

[accordion playing]

- [grunts]

- Oh!

Uh, excuse me.

Have you seen my wallet?

There's a skull on it

and a Teddy Bear Town
Frequent Buyer Card inside.

- Did he just say
he lost his wallet?

- No.

[whispering]
Have you seen my lost money?

- You did lose it!
- Oh, no.

- Well, you better find it.

- Why does a hippo
have pockets?

- Do not tell me
you left it in the lair.

- Where's the last place
you had it?

- Stop talking.
Stop talking!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[crowd gasps]

- [gasps]

[all yelp]
- Start the tank.

Start the tank!

- Uh, uh, yeah.

Uh...
[clears throat]

♪ ♪

- Your costume,
it's great.

You're the turtle-potamus meme,
right?

- What meme?

I mean yes, meme.
Yes, meme!

Uh, yes, that meme.

Which meme now?

[playful electronic music
playing]

Yes! Uh, I'm that.

There's nothing else in
the world I could possibly be.

[all sigh]

- You're the best
and cleanest

Times Square mascot
I've ever seen.

Here's my baby.

He loves memes.

- Uh, ma'am, you've misplaced

your $5 bill
directly into my palm.

- Roll with it, bud.

She's paying you
for the picture.

Keep working the crowd,

and maybe you can get back
all of our money you lost.

- Allegedly lost.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Ooh!

[laughter]

♪ ♪

[cash register dings]

- [screams]

- [grunts]

- Hear ye, hear ye,
people of Times Square,

the most famous turtle hippo
in the world is available

for pictures andquinceañeras.

- Nobody takes tourists
away from Atomic Lass.

I can't believe you guys
are falling for this hack.

Memes come and go, but we've
always been here for you,

for a small fee.

- [chuckles]

- Let's show these newbies
how we roll.

[jazzy showdown music]

- ♪ If you wanna make friends
you got to know your place ♪

- My hero, Atomic Lass,
may be about to sing.

- ♪ Don't step on people's paws
or they'll get in your face ♪

- Hey, that's not neighborly.
[grunts]

- ♪ If you do what we tell you
then you're gonna be fine ♪

- You really don't wanna
mess with me.

Ow!

- ♪ Or else
there'll be an oopsie ♪

♪ And I'll break your spine ♪

- No way.

Nobody messes
with Raph like that--

except for us.

Suit up!

Time to teach
those creeps a lesson

and earn that money back
for Pop's gift.

And we're gonna do it
Jupiter Jim style!

- I can't even
recognize myself.

- Jupiter Jim
turtle aliens, ahoy!

- Yes to all of that.
- Oh, yeah, let's go!

[beeps]

- [whistling
1987 Turtles theme]

- Remember to tip
Robot Vampire,

or she'll suck your blood.

And we'll spill yours

if you ever invade our turf
again, you puke.

- Ya!
- Hoo!

- Ha!
- Aah! What the--

- Jupiter Jim's turtle aliens

flying in to rescue
one of our own.

- Yeah!

- I can't believe
I'm this close

to my childhood idol,
Atomic Lass!

Oh, right,
bad guys.

Yeah, I'm on it.

- Show these folks how we
mascot downtown, Robot Vampire!

[sinister music]

♪ ♪

[bass-heavy electronic music
playing]

♪ ♪

- Mikey?

- Donnie?

- Activate music mode.

[fast hip-hop music playing]

- Time to go
to obedience school.

- Not fair bringin' a sword
to a chain fight!

- [grunting]

Now who's a bad boy?

You are.

[cheers and applause]

- [groans]

- [grunting]

♪ ♪

Ha!
- [gasps]

- Outta the way!

I get to dance with her.

♪ ♪

Coming at you!

[grunting]
- [laughs]

- Ha!

- [grunting]

- Whoo!
- Whoa! Whoa!

♪ ♪

- Any chance you and Atomic Lad
are splitsville?

[girls scream]
- [chuckles]

- Ah!
[crowd groans]

- You dance as good
as you cosplay, son.

- Hey.

Dance-pick on somebody
your own size.

[grunting]

Whoo, whoo-hoo!

♪ ♪

- Whoo-hoo!
- [laughs]

- [grunting]
[chuckles]

- Uh...

♪ ♪

- Bring it, you puke.

[tiger roars]

[crowd cheering]

[upbeat electronic music
playing]

♪ ♪

- Boom!

[chuckles]
It has been broughten.

Now let's go get Dad's robe.

- Give us the green, Green!

- [screams]

- [yells]

[screams]
- Sorry!

Gah, run!

[loud thud]

Oh, no.
No, no.

- Omigosh! You knocked
that lady's head clean off!

[dramatic music]

- You!
- Oh!

[electricity crackling]

- You stole my wallet!

It better still have
my Teddy Bear Town--hey!

All right, let's see what
your ugly mug looks like.

[grunts]
[crowd gasps and cheers]

- [shrieks]
- [yelps]

[both shriek]

[crowd screaming]

- Metamorphosis, that took
an unexpected left turn.

- [shrieks]

- You thought you were
the only mutants in New York?

- Look, all we wanted
was a little money

to buy our pops a gift.

- Boo-hoo.

Tell it to one
of your teddy bears.

- [gasps]

Don't you dare make fun
of Doctor Huggenstein,

Captain Snuggles, or Cheech!

[yells]

- Let's get everybody
their money back!

[all grunting]

- [groans]

[sighs]
- [roars]

[roaring]

[rock music]

- Lame!

- Spider shell, engage!

♪ ♪

- Ooh, wham, bam!
[chuckles]

You give robot vampire
c*ck a bad name.

Cowabunga!

- You are ruining
my childhood fantasy

of the two of us

fighting crime together
in Uraniumville.

♪ ♪

You left me no choice.

But we'll always have
Times Square.

- Hey! The creep's
got our money!

- [screams]

[all grunt]

- Boom!

Thank you, Times Square.

- Aw, what is this?

My sons, you honor me.

The silky smoothness against
my fur, unparalleled.

It is really exquisite.

I will save it only for
the most special occasions.

- What?
- What?

- Huh?
- Now, who's up for training?

As luck would have it,

I'm already wearing
my jumping jacks robe.

[grunting]