Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1987) s04e06 Episode Script
9060-071 - Four Turtles and a Baby
[THEME SONG.]
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half shell Turtle power They're the world's Most fearsome fighting team We're really hip.
They're heroes in the half shell And they're green Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles When the evil Shredder attacks These Turtle boys don't cut him no slack Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Splinter taught them to be ninja teens He's a radical rat.
Leonardo leads Donatello does machines And that's a fact, Jack.
Raphael is cool, but rude Gimme a break.
Michelangelo is a party dude Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half shell Turtle power [MICHELANGELO.]
Yeah, dude.
make it four large smoked herring and hot fudge pizzas with double cheese.
Uh, hold on a sec.
Hey, you guys want anything? Uh, maybe later, Michelangelo.
Raah! Raah! Hey, dude, we're right in the middle of Brain-dead Rutabagas From Beneath the Sea.
Sorry to interrupt your program, but I've got this interdimensional tuner working again, and I want to try it out.
Oh, no.
Not more alien TV shows.
Yeah.
I've seen enough amoeba soap operas to last me a lifetime.
I've gonna tune in to Dimension X.
We haven't heard from the Nutrinos in a while.
Or Krang and Shredder, either.
You'd think they'd at least drop us a postcard.
The Nutrinos? Krang and Shredder.
[RAFAEL.]
Amazing! A science fiction movie I haven't already seen! [DONATELLO.]
Uh, no.
According to my calculations, this signal is coming directly from Zoss, the capital city of the Nutrinos.
[MICHELANGELO.]
Whoa, those dudes are really into urban renewal.
This is Zenter calling under attack.
Please! Help! Tragg! That was Zenter and Gisla, the Nutrino leaders, and they're in trouble.
I heard them say "Tragg.
" If that's General Tragg-- Then Shredder and Krang can't be far behind.
General Tragg calling Krang.
What is it, General Tragg? Have you conquered the Nutrinos yet? No.
They've counterattacked.
We're pinned down.
You're letting those things pin you down? Bleah.
Uch.
Yes.
And what's worse, they taste terrible.
Tragg, you must capture the Capitol building, or the Nutrinos will never surrender.
But we can't break through their defensive.
Oh! We've got to do something, Krang.
Yes, and as usual, I know what: portal to the Nutrino City and capture Zenter and Gisla.
Once we have their leaders in our grasp, the Nutrinos will surrender.
[SHREDDER.]
Come on, you two.
Oh, boy.
We get to go to the Nutrino capital.
[GISLA.]
It's no use.
General Tragg must be jamming the broadcast channel.
This isn't cool, Zenter.
We've got to get our daughter Tribble out of here.
All reet, my sweet, we'll send her to our friends the Turtles.
Good.
The Turtles are cool cats.
I'll send along a note.
They'll take good care of Tribble.
May the Turtles be with you, little one.
Shredder! Well, well.
The former leaders of the Nutrinos.
Ha ha ha ha ha! Seize them! Boy, I don't get this address: "Avenue H, Sewer Grate 3"? Is there a Michelangelo here? I got your pizza! Hey, delivery dude, where'd you go? Whoa.
Now, this is weird.
I've heard of chicken in a bucket, but pizza in a basket? Hmm, guess you can't fight progress.
Here's the pizza, dudes.
Dig in.
[TRIBBLE.]
Ha ha ha ha! Giggling pizza? I know you got strange tastes in pizza, Michelangelo, but this one takes the pie.
Be careful.
It might be a Shredder booby trap.
[CHATTERING.]
More like a baby trap.
It's a Nutrino baby.
She must have come through a portal.
Here's a note.
"Dear Ninja Turtles, "please keep an eye on our Tribble.
We'll dig you later, Gisla and Zenter.
" This diaper dudette must be their offspring.
They wouldn't have sent her unless there was real trouble.
Well, there's real trouble right here in Sewer City.
Tribble has disappeared.
Oh, great.
Two minutes on the job, and we're blowing it.
You know, I remember there's something weird about Nutrino babies.
Now, what was it? Here, Tribble, Tribble, Tribble! [GIGGLING.]
Come on, Tribble.
Whoa! Now I remember.
They're born with telekinetic powers.
They can move objects just by thinking about them.
I think I figured that out.
But they lose their powers as they grow older.
Well, at this rate, we won't last that long.
How come I'm stuck with diaper duty? Hey, stop complaining.
I'm taking care of the other end.
One large strained carrot pizza coming up.
Whoa! Well, it could stand a skosh more mozzarella.
Ha ha ha ha ha! You know, Shredder we can handle, but for Tribble, we need help.
April! April! [LAUGHING, SNORTING.]
Thank you for giving me rule over your Nutrinos, Zenter! The Nutrinos will never accept you as their big cheese, Krang.
Try not to be an idiot.
Once you two are gone, there's no one left to take over the Nutrino throne but little old itty me.
Wrong-oroony, Krang.
We have a daughter.
What? Why wasn't I told? The Nutrinos will never surrender as long as their daughter is free.
We sent our hip chick to Earth--ha ha! [SINGSONG VOICE.]
And you'll never find her! [MOCK SINGSONG VOICE.]
You-ou're wrong, Nutrinos! With this spectral analyzer, I can find a Nutrino anywhere, even [BELCH.]
on Earth.
Rocksteady, Bebop, and I will bring the brat back to you, Krang, but in return, I want first crack at the Nutrinos.
Of course, Shredder.
I'm sure they would benefit from your gentle hand.
[SHREDDER, KRANG LAUGH.]
[RINGING.]
Ooh-ooh, telephone! I'll get it.
It's probably for me.
Oh, shut up, you idiots.
It's the analyzer.
It has detected a Nutrino, and coming this way.
Shredder.
Hand over the brat, Donatello.
Are you starting a day care center, Shredder? She is the heir to the Nutrino throne, and Krang wants to rule.
No way we'll hand her over, dude.
There's four of us and three of you.
You were saying? Donatello, get Tribble out of here.
After him! Get that baby! Right, boss.
Don't hang around on my account, dude.
Oh, no, you don't.
Oh, yes, we do.
Give back that baby, you creep.
Come back with that baby! They got Tribble.
And there's nothing you can do about it.
[IN UNISON.]
Go, green machine! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! So long, shell-back! Come on, you--Whoa! Ahh! We can't get past! It's too hot.
Uhhn! There.
Come on, guys.
The portal is just ahead.
[CHATTERING.]
Whoa! [TRIBBLE GIGGLES.]
Oh, no.
The spectral analyzer.
Ow! Whoops.
I dropped the kid.
Ha ha ha ha ha! Gotcha.
Hey butterfingers, be careful.
Whoa! Whoa! I don't know why they want this Nutrino baby, but I know they'll be back.
What a cute little baby.
[GURGLING.]
Oh, by the way, April, when Tribble makes that goo-goo sound, she's hungry.
Yeah, but an urgle-gurgle means "Let's party!" [APRIL, YAWNING.]
Oh, Tribble, don't you ever sleep? [CHATTERING.]
I don't know what they do on Dimension X in the middle of the night.
Oh, but on Earth, we sleep.
At least some people do.
Oh, are you sure you didn't come with an instruction book? Uh-uh.
Hee hee! [KRANG.]
You clumsy, incompetent nincompoops! You had the Nutrino brat right in [BELCH.]
your hands.
That infant had power, Krang! Of course, you idiot.
All Nutrinos have that power as babies.
You knew, and you didn't tell us? I didn't want to worry you.
Now use the spectral analyzer to find the brat and bring her here at once! Uh, about the analyzer.
Don't tell me.
The Turtles got that, too? No.
But it seems to have lost its pinpoint capacity.
Outwitted by four Turtles and a baby.
Unbelievable.
Find that little crumb grabber! Uh, how are we gonna do that, Krang? Um I don't care.
Just do it! How are we gonna find the kid? Simple.
We go where babies hang out.
Oh.
Like baby discos? No, no, you morons! Babies need things like bottles and diapers.
We'll just check out every baby store in town.
Boy, this is some list April gave us.
Diaper pins, baby powder, formula.
[SCREAMING.]
What's going on? Aah! Aah! No Tribble here, boss.
Ohh Ugly child.
My condolences, madam.
You should talk! Ow! [RAPHAEL.]
Well, if it isn't the three baby nappers! The Turtles! Where's the Nutrino baby? You really think we're that stupid? No, no, no.
Never leave yourself open like that, Leonardo.
And you're gonna flip over this one! Aah! We got to stop going around together, bacon breath! Aah! Hey! Here.
This is about your speed.
Whoa! I'm stuck.
[GRUNTING.]
Now you kiddies play nice.
We can't lose those Turtles.
They'll lead us to that brat.
Right, boss.
I know you're only playing, Tribble, but this isn't funny! [GIGGLING.]
[RING.]
I hope it's the Turtles.
They can take you for a while.
Hello.
April, Vernon called in sick.
You've got to come in and do his broadcast.
But, Chief-- I know it's your day off, but Channel 6 needs you! Okay.
I'm on my way.
Oh, thank goodness you're asleep.
I just hope she'll sleep until I finish the broadcast.
[HONK.]
Where is April? We've got 10 seconds to air time! Actually, we've got 9, 8, 7-- Here.
Watch this for me, Irma.
Good afternoon.
This is April O'Neil with the headlines of the hour.
Ohh, show business.
I love it.
[CHATTERING.]
Today, the mayor gave a-- WAKE UP!--call to all citizens.
Irma! What? And right here at Channel 6, we're having a Beautiful-- BABY!--contest in the lobby this afternoon.
A baby? April, are you keeping secrets from me? Come to Auntie Irma! Whoa, dudes, it's April.
She's at the studio.
So who's minding Tribble? Whoa! Who is this baby anyway? There was big-- TRIBBLE!-- uh, trouble at the DeLemon Auto Assembly Line today when workers walked off.
Whoa! And now, with the news from the other side of the world, Whoa, that's pretty bodacious camera work for a news broadcast.
That's not camera work.
April has got Tribble trouble.
I'm April O'Neil, and this has been a different look at the news.
We're clear! [TRIBBLE GIGGLES.]
Oh! Tribble, where are you? You're causing too much trouble! Tribble! Oh, no.
Oh, no, the baby's headed for the window! I got her! [APRIL.]
Look out, Irma.
The baby oil! Aah! No.
Tribble, Tribble, stop! [CHATTERING.]
Come back, Tribble, please! No, Tribble! Don't! Tribble, don't move.
Careful, April.
We're 13 floors up.
Scope it out, dudes.
That's Tribble up there! And April.
[CHATTERING.]
No, Tribble.
No! Tribble's falling! Tribble! Come on, amigos! We've got to save that micro-dudette! Oh? Can we fly? No, but we can surf.
Cowabunga! Grab a wave, Raphael! Right.
Cowabunga! Ha ha! I'll catch you, Tribble.
Ha ha ha ha ha! Hey.
How'd you do that? Whoa! Tribble's not falling.
But Raphael is! Yaah! Oof! Oh, thanks for breaking my fall, guys.
Oh, no problemo, dude.
Uh, yeah.
Drop in any time.
[CHATTERING.]
Nice rescue, guys.
Now we've lost them, you idiots.
Uh, but, boss, you're the one who dropped that analyzer thing.
Shut up.
Hey, boss, it's that Nutrino brat.
We at Channel 6 want all of our viewers to know how sorry we are that this unfortunate incident happened here in our studios.
[RAZZBERRY.]
And we want to remind you all to bring your babies down for Channel 6's Pretty Baby Photo contest today.
Aw.
Ain't that sweet? Come on, you dimwits.
That Nutrino brat is ours.
[KRANG.]
Bring Zenter and Gisla here! I want them to witness the capture of their brat personally.
Ha ha ha ha! Ooh, you are so clever, my cool daddy-o.
No.
Those foot soldiers are so lame! Ha ha ha! Now let's split the scene.
[KRANG.]
They've escaped? Oh, no.
[BABIES CRYING.]
[CHATTERING, GIGGLING.]
Oh, you're the cutest, hands down.
Now be a good baby and don't mess your didies.
[LAUGHING, SNORTING.]
Oh, shut up and fix your make-up.
Uh, there.
I don't think this is my shade, though.
Get that Nutrino baby, you idiots.
Right, boss.
Come on, Mommy.
Push me.
Ah, shut up.
[HIGH VOICE.]
Let us through.
I've got the winning little fella right here.
My, what a-- an interesting child.
Cute little rascal, ain't he? Cootchie-cootchie-goo! Ow! Oh, you asked for it, Rocksteady.
Ow! That does it, you big oinker! I wonder how the baby contest is going.
I don't know, but there's a family with problems.
It's Bebop and Rocksteady! Grab the Nutrino! Turtles! Personally, I like 'em fried.
Whoa! Ya-hah! Hey! Yah! I've never hit a mutant in a dress before.
Ha ha! It might be fun.
No fair! I ain't wearing the right outfit.
You're right.
It clashes with your eyes.
Uh, you really think so? Those thugs are after Tribble.
Come on, Irma.
Let's get her out of here.
I'm with you.
Oh! Say bye-bye, baby! Ha ha ha ha! Oh, no! Get me down! Ha ha! I'm sure glad you're on our side, Tribble.
Rocksteady, get that brat! Give me that baby! Why? You need a playmate? Get the brat! Hey, give me a break, boss.
I'm chasing them all around the world.
Hang on, Tribble.
We're gonna reduce the population of this world by one.
Whoa! Aah! Ooh! Bebop, wait for me! Yow! Ohh! Greetings, cats.
What's the haps? Zenter, are we glad to see you.
Where's my Tribble? Right here, Gisla.
Mama.
Mama.
Hee hee! Oh, Mama.
Oh, was she a good girl? Oh, the dudette was fabuloso.
Ha ha ha! See, honey? I told you she wouldn't be any trouble.
[LAUGHTER.]
Right.
No trouble at all.
What about General Tragg's attack on your city? Hey, not to worry, Daddy-o.
As soon as our cool cats and hip chicks heard we were free, they sent Tragg and those rock soldiers movin' on.
[CHATTERING.]
So long, Tribble.
Come back soon.
[MICHELANGELO.]
Yo, dudes.
Keep in touch! [APRIL.]
Bye, Tribble! Gee, I kind of miss Tribble.
Me, too.
It's so quiet around here.
Yeah.
It's funny how you get attached to those little tykes.
Hey, cheer up, dudes.
Here's something to remember the little dudette by.
What is it? A giant pablum pizza with strained spinach topping.
Dive in.
Oh, come on! Dive out! Yecch!
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half shell Turtle power They're the world's Most fearsome fighting team We're really hip.
They're heroes in the half shell And they're green Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles When the evil Shredder attacks These Turtle boys don't cut him no slack Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Splinter taught them to be ninja teens He's a radical rat.
Leonardo leads Donatello does machines And that's a fact, Jack.
Raphael is cool, but rude Gimme a break.
Michelangelo is a party dude Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half shell Turtle power [MICHELANGELO.]
Yeah, dude.
make it four large smoked herring and hot fudge pizzas with double cheese.
Uh, hold on a sec.
Hey, you guys want anything? Uh, maybe later, Michelangelo.
Raah! Raah! Hey, dude, we're right in the middle of Brain-dead Rutabagas From Beneath the Sea.
Sorry to interrupt your program, but I've got this interdimensional tuner working again, and I want to try it out.
Oh, no.
Not more alien TV shows.
Yeah.
I've seen enough amoeba soap operas to last me a lifetime.
I've gonna tune in to Dimension X.
We haven't heard from the Nutrinos in a while.
Or Krang and Shredder, either.
You'd think they'd at least drop us a postcard.
The Nutrinos? Krang and Shredder.
[RAFAEL.]
Amazing! A science fiction movie I haven't already seen! [DONATELLO.]
Uh, no.
According to my calculations, this signal is coming directly from Zoss, the capital city of the Nutrinos.
[MICHELANGELO.]
Whoa, those dudes are really into urban renewal.
This is Zenter calling under attack.
Please! Help! Tragg! That was Zenter and Gisla, the Nutrino leaders, and they're in trouble.
I heard them say "Tragg.
" If that's General Tragg-- Then Shredder and Krang can't be far behind.
General Tragg calling Krang.
What is it, General Tragg? Have you conquered the Nutrinos yet? No.
They've counterattacked.
We're pinned down.
You're letting those things pin you down? Bleah.
Uch.
Yes.
And what's worse, they taste terrible.
Tragg, you must capture the Capitol building, or the Nutrinos will never surrender.
But we can't break through their defensive.
Oh! We've got to do something, Krang.
Yes, and as usual, I know what: portal to the Nutrino City and capture Zenter and Gisla.
Once we have their leaders in our grasp, the Nutrinos will surrender.
[SHREDDER.]
Come on, you two.
Oh, boy.
We get to go to the Nutrino capital.
[GISLA.]
It's no use.
General Tragg must be jamming the broadcast channel.
This isn't cool, Zenter.
We've got to get our daughter Tribble out of here.
All reet, my sweet, we'll send her to our friends the Turtles.
Good.
The Turtles are cool cats.
I'll send along a note.
They'll take good care of Tribble.
May the Turtles be with you, little one.
Shredder! Well, well.
The former leaders of the Nutrinos.
Ha ha ha ha ha! Seize them! Boy, I don't get this address: "Avenue H, Sewer Grate 3"? Is there a Michelangelo here? I got your pizza! Hey, delivery dude, where'd you go? Whoa.
Now, this is weird.
I've heard of chicken in a bucket, but pizza in a basket? Hmm, guess you can't fight progress.
Here's the pizza, dudes.
Dig in.
[TRIBBLE.]
Ha ha ha ha! Giggling pizza? I know you got strange tastes in pizza, Michelangelo, but this one takes the pie.
Be careful.
It might be a Shredder booby trap.
[CHATTERING.]
More like a baby trap.
It's a Nutrino baby.
She must have come through a portal.
Here's a note.
"Dear Ninja Turtles, "please keep an eye on our Tribble.
We'll dig you later, Gisla and Zenter.
" This diaper dudette must be their offspring.
They wouldn't have sent her unless there was real trouble.
Well, there's real trouble right here in Sewer City.
Tribble has disappeared.
Oh, great.
Two minutes on the job, and we're blowing it.
You know, I remember there's something weird about Nutrino babies.
Now, what was it? Here, Tribble, Tribble, Tribble! [GIGGLING.]
Come on, Tribble.
Whoa! Now I remember.
They're born with telekinetic powers.
They can move objects just by thinking about them.
I think I figured that out.
But they lose their powers as they grow older.
Well, at this rate, we won't last that long.
How come I'm stuck with diaper duty? Hey, stop complaining.
I'm taking care of the other end.
One large strained carrot pizza coming up.
Whoa! Well, it could stand a skosh more mozzarella.
Ha ha ha ha ha! You know, Shredder we can handle, but for Tribble, we need help.
April! April! [LAUGHING, SNORTING.]
Thank you for giving me rule over your Nutrinos, Zenter! The Nutrinos will never accept you as their big cheese, Krang.
Try not to be an idiot.
Once you two are gone, there's no one left to take over the Nutrino throne but little old itty me.
Wrong-oroony, Krang.
We have a daughter.
What? Why wasn't I told? The Nutrinos will never surrender as long as their daughter is free.
We sent our hip chick to Earth--ha ha! [SINGSONG VOICE.]
And you'll never find her! [MOCK SINGSONG VOICE.]
You-ou're wrong, Nutrinos! With this spectral analyzer, I can find a Nutrino anywhere, even [BELCH.]
on Earth.
Rocksteady, Bebop, and I will bring the brat back to you, Krang, but in return, I want first crack at the Nutrinos.
Of course, Shredder.
I'm sure they would benefit from your gentle hand.
[SHREDDER, KRANG LAUGH.]
[RINGING.]
Ooh-ooh, telephone! I'll get it.
It's probably for me.
Oh, shut up, you idiots.
It's the analyzer.
It has detected a Nutrino, and coming this way.
Shredder.
Hand over the brat, Donatello.
Are you starting a day care center, Shredder? She is the heir to the Nutrino throne, and Krang wants to rule.
No way we'll hand her over, dude.
There's four of us and three of you.
You were saying? Donatello, get Tribble out of here.
After him! Get that baby! Right, boss.
Don't hang around on my account, dude.
Oh, no, you don't.
Oh, yes, we do.
Give back that baby, you creep.
Come back with that baby! They got Tribble.
And there's nothing you can do about it.
[IN UNISON.]
Go, green machine! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! So long, shell-back! Come on, you--Whoa! Ahh! We can't get past! It's too hot.
Uhhn! There.
Come on, guys.
The portal is just ahead.
[CHATTERING.]
Whoa! [TRIBBLE GIGGLES.]
Oh, no.
The spectral analyzer.
Ow! Whoops.
I dropped the kid.
Ha ha ha ha ha! Gotcha.
Hey butterfingers, be careful.
Whoa! Whoa! I don't know why they want this Nutrino baby, but I know they'll be back.
What a cute little baby.
[GURGLING.]
Oh, by the way, April, when Tribble makes that goo-goo sound, she's hungry.
Yeah, but an urgle-gurgle means "Let's party!" [APRIL, YAWNING.]
Oh, Tribble, don't you ever sleep? [CHATTERING.]
I don't know what they do on Dimension X in the middle of the night.
Oh, but on Earth, we sleep.
At least some people do.
Oh, are you sure you didn't come with an instruction book? Uh-uh.
Hee hee! [KRANG.]
You clumsy, incompetent nincompoops! You had the Nutrino brat right in [BELCH.]
your hands.
That infant had power, Krang! Of course, you idiot.
All Nutrinos have that power as babies.
You knew, and you didn't tell us? I didn't want to worry you.
Now use the spectral analyzer to find the brat and bring her here at once! Uh, about the analyzer.
Don't tell me.
The Turtles got that, too? No.
But it seems to have lost its pinpoint capacity.
Outwitted by four Turtles and a baby.
Unbelievable.
Find that little crumb grabber! Uh, how are we gonna do that, Krang? Um I don't care.
Just do it! How are we gonna find the kid? Simple.
We go where babies hang out.
Oh.
Like baby discos? No, no, you morons! Babies need things like bottles and diapers.
We'll just check out every baby store in town.
Boy, this is some list April gave us.
Diaper pins, baby powder, formula.
[SCREAMING.]
What's going on? Aah! Aah! No Tribble here, boss.
Ohh Ugly child.
My condolences, madam.
You should talk! Ow! [RAPHAEL.]
Well, if it isn't the three baby nappers! The Turtles! Where's the Nutrino baby? You really think we're that stupid? No, no, no.
Never leave yourself open like that, Leonardo.
And you're gonna flip over this one! Aah! We got to stop going around together, bacon breath! Aah! Hey! Here.
This is about your speed.
Whoa! I'm stuck.
[GRUNTING.]
Now you kiddies play nice.
We can't lose those Turtles.
They'll lead us to that brat.
Right, boss.
I know you're only playing, Tribble, but this isn't funny! [GIGGLING.]
[RING.]
I hope it's the Turtles.
They can take you for a while.
Hello.
April, Vernon called in sick.
You've got to come in and do his broadcast.
But, Chief-- I know it's your day off, but Channel 6 needs you! Okay.
I'm on my way.
Oh, thank goodness you're asleep.
I just hope she'll sleep until I finish the broadcast.
[HONK.]
Where is April? We've got 10 seconds to air time! Actually, we've got 9, 8, 7-- Here.
Watch this for me, Irma.
Good afternoon.
This is April O'Neil with the headlines of the hour.
Ohh, show business.
I love it.
[CHATTERING.]
Today, the mayor gave a-- WAKE UP!--call to all citizens.
Irma! What? And right here at Channel 6, we're having a Beautiful-- BABY!--contest in the lobby this afternoon.
A baby? April, are you keeping secrets from me? Come to Auntie Irma! Whoa, dudes, it's April.
She's at the studio.
So who's minding Tribble? Whoa! Who is this baby anyway? There was big-- TRIBBLE!-- uh, trouble at the DeLemon Auto Assembly Line today when workers walked off.
Whoa! And now, with the news from the other side of the world, Whoa, that's pretty bodacious camera work for a news broadcast.
That's not camera work.
April has got Tribble trouble.
I'm April O'Neil, and this has been a different look at the news.
We're clear! [TRIBBLE GIGGLES.]
Oh! Tribble, where are you? You're causing too much trouble! Tribble! Oh, no.
Oh, no, the baby's headed for the window! I got her! [APRIL.]
Look out, Irma.
The baby oil! Aah! No.
Tribble, Tribble, stop! [CHATTERING.]
Come back, Tribble, please! No, Tribble! Don't! Tribble, don't move.
Careful, April.
We're 13 floors up.
Scope it out, dudes.
That's Tribble up there! And April.
[CHATTERING.]
No, Tribble.
No! Tribble's falling! Tribble! Come on, amigos! We've got to save that micro-dudette! Oh? Can we fly? No, but we can surf.
Cowabunga! Grab a wave, Raphael! Right.
Cowabunga! Ha ha! I'll catch you, Tribble.
Ha ha ha ha ha! Hey.
How'd you do that? Whoa! Tribble's not falling.
But Raphael is! Yaah! Oof! Oh, thanks for breaking my fall, guys.
Oh, no problemo, dude.
Uh, yeah.
Drop in any time.
[CHATTERING.]
Nice rescue, guys.
Now we've lost them, you idiots.
Uh, but, boss, you're the one who dropped that analyzer thing.
Shut up.
Hey, boss, it's that Nutrino brat.
We at Channel 6 want all of our viewers to know how sorry we are that this unfortunate incident happened here in our studios.
[RAZZBERRY.]
And we want to remind you all to bring your babies down for Channel 6's Pretty Baby Photo contest today.
Aw.
Ain't that sweet? Come on, you dimwits.
That Nutrino brat is ours.
[KRANG.]
Bring Zenter and Gisla here! I want them to witness the capture of their brat personally.
Ha ha ha ha! Ooh, you are so clever, my cool daddy-o.
No.
Those foot soldiers are so lame! Ha ha ha! Now let's split the scene.
[KRANG.]
They've escaped? Oh, no.
[BABIES CRYING.]
[CHATTERING, GIGGLING.]
Oh, you're the cutest, hands down.
Now be a good baby and don't mess your didies.
[LAUGHING, SNORTING.]
Oh, shut up and fix your make-up.
Uh, there.
I don't think this is my shade, though.
Get that Nutrino baby, you idiots.
Right, boss.
Come on, Mommy.
Push me.
Ah, shut up.
[HIGH VOICE.]
Let us through.
I've got the winning little fella right here.
My, what a-- an interesting child.
Cute little rascal, ain't he? Cootchie-cootchie-goo! Ow! Oh, you asked for it, Rocksteady.
Ow! That does it, you big oinker! I wonder how the baby contest is going.
I don't know, but there's a family with problems.
It's Bebop and Rocksteady! Grab the Nutrino! Turtles! Personally, I like 'em fried.
Whoa! Ya-hah! Hey! Yah! I've never hit a mutant in a dress before.
Ha ha! It might be fun.
No fair! I ain't wearing the right outfit.
You're right.
It clashes with your eyes.
Uh, you really think so? Those thugs are after Tribble.
Come on, Irma.
Let's get her out of here.
I'm with you.
Oh! Say bye-bye, baby! Ha ha ha ha! Oh, no! Get me down! Ha ha! I'm sure glad you're on our side, Tribble.
Rocksteady, get that brat! Give me that baby! Why? You need a playmate? Get the brat! Hey, give me a break, boss.
I'm chasing them all around the world.
Hang on, Tribble.
We're gonna reduce the population of this world by one.
Whoa! Aah! Ooh! Bebop, wait for me! Yow! Ohh! Greetings, cats.
What's the haps? Zenter, are we glad to see you.
Where's my Tribble? Right here, Gisla.
Mama.
Mama.
Hee hee! Oh, Mama.
Oh, was she a good girl? Oh, the dudette was fabuloso.
Ha ha ha! See, honey? I told you she wouldn't be any trouble.
[LAUGHTER.]
Right.
No trouble at all.
What about General Tragg's attack on your city? Hey, not to worry, Daddy-o.
As soon as our cool cats and hip chicks heard we were free, they sent Tragg and those rock soldiers movin' on.
[CHATTERING.]
So long, Tribble.
Come back soon.
[MICHELANGELO.]
Yo, dudes.
Keep in touch! [APRIL.]
Bye, Tribble! Gee, I kind of miss Tribble.
Me, too.
It's so quiet around here.
Yeah.
It's funny how you get attached to those little tykes.
Hey, cheer up, dudes.
Here's something to remember the little dudette by.
What is it? A giant pablum pizza with strained spinach topping.
Dive in.
Oh, come on! Dive out! Yecch!