Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

We're really hip.

Hey, get a grip.

He's a radical rat.

That's a fact, Jack.

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I'm so hungry,

I could even eat that pickled tofu.

We better see what's taking so long heating those pizzas.

Uh-oh.

The oven's empty!

Our pizzas are gone!

Hmm. I've got a theory.

Yo, dudes.

Huh, what's the haps?

The haps is you ate all of our pizzas.

Who, moi?

Master, Michelangelo ate all our pizzas again.

You were warned, Michelangelo.

I shall have to apply kung pao.

Kung pao?

Kung pao is an ancient form of mind control.

I assure you it will not hurt.

Repeat after me.

I crave pizza no more.

I crave pizza no more.

I can't believe I'm saying this.

I have a feeling this will not be easy.

Well, shredder,

do you think you can manage

to obliterate the turtles this time?

It's easy to criticize,

but I'm the one who's doing all the work.

Do you have the disks?

Right here.

Soon, with these,

we'll be using the shells of those turtles

as hubcaps!

What does shredder think we are, anyway? A couple of housemaids?

Hey, what's going on?

Oh, hi, boss.

This place is a pigsty!

I thought I told you to clean up?

We did, but then you came busting in and we--

no excuses.

Get to your positions.

We must activate the holographic synthesizer.

Sure thing, boss.

Power on.

It looks just like christmastime at the state pen.

Quiet!

Insert this graphics disk.

"Subject-- mi--mi--

Michelangelo."

That disk contains all the physical data we need

to create a dimensional hologram.

It's that surfer turtle.

Blah, let's turn him into turtle mush.

Cretins! Didn't I just say it's a hologram?

Yeah. Uh, what's a hologram?

It's an exact likeness of Michelangelo

that I will program to infiltrate the turtle's lair

and destroy them!

It will talk, act, and think

just like the real Michelangelo.

Now remove the graphics disk.

Ok, ok.

Don't get your razors all ruffled.

Now...

This disk contains

everything we know about Michelangelo,

even his endless appetite for pizza.

Insert it gently.

Psst.

You're putting it in backwards.

Big deal.

So what could happen?

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Whoa!

I...I feel so strange.

Hey, where's the boss going?

Once more, Michelangelo.

I crave pizza no more.

I crave pizza no more.

Excellent.

Now awaken.

And now for the acid test.

Donatello.

Hey, Michelangelo, how about a pizza with the works?

Pizza? No way, dude.

I crave pizza no more.

Amazing.

Astonishing.

Not bad.

Maybe now it's safe to order out for some pizzas.

No need, dudes.

I brought back some takeout.

So, like, let's get down and pig out.

It's shredder.

Where? Where?

Yo! Let's scarf some pizzas, compadres.

Just where do you think you're going, tin grin?

Mellow out, dude.

This is my pad.

I live here.

Well, not for long.

Michelangelo.

Yes, sensei? Yes, sensei?

Kneel down, please.

Who are you, how did you find this place,

and what is your mission?

I am Michelangelo.

This is my home.

My mission is to serve the cool forces of good,

to obey my totally hip master splinter,

and, whenever possible,

to consume mondo portions of pizza.

He's really in trouble.

He thinks he's Michelangelo.

As Michelangelo, he seems to know nothing about shredder.

I must speak to shredder himself.

When you hear the name shredder,

you will become your former insidious self.

Shredder. Shredder. Shredder.

Shredder.

Splinter, my sworn enemy!

How did I get here? Let me go!

I'll shell you like walnuts.

Yup, he's his former insidious self, all right.

You stupid turtles

won't get anything out of me.

I'll never talk!

It's no use. I have to change him back.

When I say the name Michelangelo,

you will become him once again.

Michelangelo. Michelangelo.

Michelangelo.

You'll never speak the name of my arch enemy.

Instead, you will refer to him as you-know-who.

And that goes for all of you.

One mention of you-know-who's name

will change him back to his former self.

And that would be disastrous.

How long do we have to put up with canhead like this?

Until we discover what his plan is.

It's getting too crowded in here.

I'm going for a spin around the sewers.

Oh, wow! Mondo notion, man. Include me in, ok?

Just where do you think you're going, dude?

Sewer surfing, man.

I hunger for cowabunga!

Well, not on my cheap skate, you don't.

Your cheap skate? It's my cheap skate!

This sewer's not big enough

for the two of us.

I'm out of here!

Master, shr-- you-know-who

seems to have dropped this.

It's a graphics disk.

Hmm. This may be the clue we've been searching for.

Guess I'll just drown my sorrows

here at Vinnie's with a pizza.

The weird thing

is I crave pizza no more.

Wow! A turtle.

This is even better than finding the boss.

Yeah!

I'm in the mood

for some serious turtle bashing.

It's a good thing April is working late.

Yeah. We could use her computer equipment

to read this disk

that way we can figure out you-know-who's plan.

Psst. Yo, April.

Turtles, what are you doing here?

Hey, babe! What's going down in this here town?

I don't believe it. That's shred--

whatever you do, don't say his name.

I'll explain later.

We've got to access your computer.

What's on the disk?

We're about to find out.

Oh, wow, dudes.

It's me!

What the heck is it, Donatello?

It looks like some sort of hologram program.

What's going on?

The program overloaded the circuits.

It looks like you-know-who plans to clone Michelangelo.

Oh, yeah?

If metal-mouth tries anything on me,

hyah!

If you were Michelangelo,

and you are,

where would you go to sulk?