03x22 - Return of the Fly

[bunniefuu]

♪ 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 ♪

Hey, get a grip.

♪ 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 ♪

That's a fact, Jack.

♪ Raphael is cool
but rude ♪

Give me 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 ♪

SPLINTER:
Attack.

Whoa!

Cool move, huh?

I learned it from
watching you toss pizzas.

Are you all right,
Michelangelo?

Just sprinkle some chopped
olives on me, and I'll be fine.

Very good, Raphael.

Leonardo, Donatello,
your turn.

Wait!

What is it,
sensei?

I feel as though we're
being watched, somehow.

The rat king?

No.
By something

or someone
more alien.

No matter.

Continue with your
practice, my students.

MAN: At last!

After months of
searching the sewers,

I've found
the turtles.

Finally, I'll have
my revenge on them

for them leaving me
in this horrible state.

And not only
on the turtles,

but on krang
and shredder, as well.

Ohh...

What is it,
shredder?

I suddenly felt the presence
of someone in the room.

But let us continue.

Our ballast tanks
are nearly empty.

And there's not a lot of
water at the earth's core.

Nyah nyah nyah nyah!

Did you
say something?

No, krang. You did.

Oh, of course.

I was merely
testing you.

This is the plan.

I will raise
the technodrome

near this underground reservoir

in the city's
sewer system.

Then, we'll tap it
and fill the tanks.

In the sewers?

That means you'll have to
deal with the turtles.

Correction.

That means you'll have to
deal with the turtles.

I'll consider it
a pleasure.

Excellent.

All my enemies will be
in one place.

The perfect opportunity
for revenge.

But first, I need to completely
re-enter this dimension.

And to do it, I'll need a few
gigavolts of electricity.

This spire gets struck
by lightning

in every
electrical storm.

I simply must
be patient.

Phew. I needed that.

Ha ha ha!

It worked.

I'm back in
this dimension again.

What did you want
to show us, Donatello?

I just built a gamma
ray sonar tracker.

It'll help us keep tabs on
the technodrome's movements.

Terrific,
Donatello.

You're a total
techno-turtle!

So, like,
what's this gizmo?

No, Michelangelo,
don't touch that--

whoa!

Switch.

Oh, man!

How did I get
from there to here?

Courtesy of
my latest invention--

the retro-catapult.

[BEEPS]

What's going on?

The technodrome
is moving.

It's headed
for the surface.

Looks like it's headed for
the 9th street reservoir.

Hi, guys. Am I
interrupting anything?

No, only the end of
civilization as we know it.

Oh, let me guess--

shredder and krang
are up to something?

You got that right.
And what they're up to

is the alluvial layer
of subsoil.

English translation?

Yeah, the technodrome's
about to bust

through
the earth's crust.

Come on, turtles. The fate
of the world depends on us!

Don't you wish
you could deliver

lines like that with
a straight face?

[ENGINES STOP]

SHREDDER: What's wrong?
Why are we stopping?

KRANG: That's as
close as we can get

to the surface with
the power we have.

You'll have to use the
transport modules

to bore holes into the
water storage tanks.

I'll get
rocksteady and bebop,

and we'll leave
right away.

Not those


They always manage
to foul things up.

Not this time.

They're taking one of those
self-improvement courses

on videotape.

What's it on,

low-impact
stupidity?

Remember, anger
is counter-productive

don't get mad.

Just get
the job done.

Turn your enemy
into your friend--

your pal.

Ah, gee, I feel
mellower already

just listening
to this.

Hey, dummy, watch
what you're doing!

Oh, zip it, wimp!

Wimp?

I ought to make pork
chops out of you!

Just repeat to yourself,
"I am in control.

I am in control."

And you will be.

BOTH:
I am in control.

I am in control.

SHREDDER:
Rocksteady. Bebop.

Get your freeze rays
and come here. Now!

I guess shredder's
in control.

So, what else is new?

This is the underground
reservoir

that the technodrome
seems to be heading for.

Well, what do
you suppose krang

and shredder want
with all that water?

Maybe they're planning on giving
rocksteady and bebop a bath.

Nah.

This reporter's going
to look around.

Don't
wander too far.

Don't worry. What could
happen down here?

April O'Neill!

What better way to launch my
revenge against the turtles

than kidnapping
their closest friend?

Gee guys,
this is really boring.

I wish something
would happ--

you wish something
would what, April?

Yeah, you really got to learn
to finish your sentences.

She's gone!

April!
Where are you?

MICHELANGELO:
Yo, April!

Where'd
you split to?

Help!

Mmm! Help!

You might as well
cooperate.

It's useless
to struggle.

Oh, no, you don't.

I want the turtles to find us--

but not just yet.

[BEEPS]

Whatever it is,
it's got April.

Come on, turtles!

Yeah. It's the green
good guys to the rescue.

Oh, now what?
An earthquake?

No, wrong, dude.

It's
a shredder-quake.

Quick!
Take cover!

Well, rocksteady.

You once, you've brought the
module up in the right place.

Gee, thanks, boss.

It must've been them self-improvement
tapes I've been listening to.

Ok, shredder.

What have you done
with April?

The turtles!

Where'd they come from?

I take it back.

Coming up in this spot
was a stupid idea.

Freeze them!

So, like, next time,

how about
we clobber them first,

and then ask questions.

Just who are you,

and what do
you want from me?

From you? Nothing.

You are merely the honey
to lure the turtles

into my flytrap.

Well, it isn't going
to work.

That's precisely what
shredder used to tell me.

But this time,
I will be revenged!

Ha ha ha!

I should have known he'd
be a friend of shredder's.

When those turtles
breathe this gas,

it'll be all over
for them. Ha ha!

Come on out,
shellbacks,

and get fitted
for ice overcoats.

Man, those guys
really frost me.

Me, too.
I think it's time

we heated things up
a little.

What?
Oh!

Aah!
Hey!

Ok, let's get 'em.

ALL: Turtle power!

Whoa! Ow!

I can't see
a blasted thing.

Retreat!

Pretty slick
getaway.

One thing's for sure--

turtle tootsies
weren't made for ice.

We've got to find April
before shredder returns.

Maybe I can pick up
her turtlecom signal.

[BEEPS]

There!

It's coming
from that passageway.

Everything is
going perfectly.

Soon, the turtles
will be my prisoners,

and then I'll...

I'll...

I don't know
what I'll do.

But I know
they'll hate it.

[SQUEAKS]

Found it, dudes.

That's April's
turtlecom, all right.

Oh, she must have
dropped it.

Or someone made her
drop it.

We've got
to keep searching.

[SQUEAKING]

There sure are
a lot of rats around

all of a sudden.

No duh.

And where there's
rats, there's...

ALL:
The rat king!

You may address me
as your royal highness.

Will you settle for
your royal pain?

And why are you turtles
intruding in my kingdom?

Do you wish to battle
my army of loyal rats?

We're looking
for April O'Neill.

She's
been kidnapped.

Ah, April O'Neill.
Ha ha ha.

I remember her.

She had
very pretty fur--

I mean, hair.

I suppose
you want my help.

Right now, we'd take
about anything.

All right.
Follow me.

Hey, do you really trust
his royal wackiness?

Do we have a choice?

Hurry
with that equipment.

We must drain the water
before the turtles return.

Right, boss.

Yeowch!

Why, you
clumsy creep!

Why, I ought to--

now, now.

Remember what
the tape said.

You got to control
your temper...Pal.

Ooh, I am
in control.

I am in control...

Buddy.

Hurry and attach
that equipment!

You're wasting
valuable time!

Carefully!

One slip, and
we'll be washed away

by 10 million gallons
of water.

Don't turn on the water
till I tell you, old pal.

Right, old buddy.

Wha--!

Stop!
Get me down!

Turn off the water!

Get down from there,
you pinhead!

Whoa!

Oof!

[BUZZING]

What?

I recognize
that sound.

Quickly! Take cover!

Just as I thought--

Baxter stockman.

Hmm. He might come
in handy.

My fly sense tells me that
shredder and his mutants

are here somewhere.

What?

You two hold him.

So, we meet
again, shredder.

Prepare to taste
my revenge.

Pretty corny dialogue,
ain't it?

Hey,
what do you expect

from somebody who washes
his face with his elbows?

Release him
at once.

Baxter,
I'm terribly hurt.

Why would you want revenge on me?
I'm your friend.

Oh, no, you don't. That's how
you fooled me the last time.

Baxter,
you wound me deeply.

Why, I look
upon you as a son.

A extremely
weird-looking son.

That's right,
I'm a freak.

And it's all
your fault.

You and those
blasted turtles.

I can help you,
Baxter.

I'll take you back
to the technodrome

where you can be made
normal again.

You'd do that
for me?

Of course.

In return,
all I ask is that

you help me
trap the turtles.

I've a fly feeling I'll
regret this, but I'll do it.

You've made a wise
choice, Baxter.

Now, let's talk
turtles, shall we?

Ugh. This is the third
tunnel we've checked,

and still no sign
of April.

Even the rat king seems
to have given up.

Wrong.
Don't despair, turtles.

My royal rats and I
are on the job.

I can't tell you how
reassuring that is.

Yeah. It, like, gives me
turtle bumps all over.

[SQUEAKING]

Excellent work, Mickey.

ALL: Mickey:

We all have
our role models.

Our search is ended.

Your friend April O'Neill
is being held c*ptive

in the old 7th street
subway station. Ha ha.

Follow me.

DONATELLO:
I can't believe

we're trusting a guy
who talks to rats.

Oh, you mean like we do
with master splinter?

And there is
your miss O'Neill,

just as promised.

Oh, wow! Am I glad to see you.

April,
are you ok?

I'll be fine now that
you fellas are here.

How'd you find me?

The rat king
helped us.

Your highness,
I guess we owe you--

he's gone!

Split city!

I wonder where
he could have gone.

Alas, turtles,

I fear you will
never learn that.

Shredder!

Oh, swell. We've traded
one rat for another.

But you're not the one
who grabbed me.

No, my dear. It was
I, Baxter the fly.

Baxter!
The fly!

These old subway stations
always have such a great echo.

Yes, and now that I have you
turtles in my sticky grasp,

revenge is mine!

Blast them with
the freeze g*ns!

ROCKSTEADY:
Right, boss.

No, no!
They're mine!

Aah! It's gas!

[ALL COUGHING]

Oh, what noxious vapor
is that, Baxter?

A deadly concoction
I injected

into the gas line.

We'd better get away
before it affects us, too!

In a few minutes, the
turtles will be no more!

There, shredder. I've kept
my end of the bargain.

Now, it's your turn.

I promise
I'll have you

human again
in no time, Baxter.

Or as close to it
as you were before.

Got to stop
that gas.

April, are you
all right?

I'm ok.

But that fly character doesn't
like you boys very much, does he?

Trust me, the feeling is mutual.

Let's go get him.

April, you'd better stay here.

It could be
dangerous.

I knew
he'd say that.

Stay here, and miss the
story of the century?

No way! I'm coming with you.

I knew
she'd say that!

What's taking
so long?

Nothing.

We're ready to return
to the technodrome.

And then, I'll be turned
back into a human, right?

Of course, Baxter.

Have I ever broken
my word before?

Sure, boss.

Remember
the time you--

shut up.
I didn't ask you.

Ooh, hurry up,
will you?

I can't hold this
much longer, pal.

All right,
good buddy.

Yow!

You'll pay for that,
hog breath!

Remember to
control yourself.

Right now, I'm
controlling this 2x4,

and I'm going
to wrap it

around your ugly
pal head!

[GRUNTS]

Stop it, you fools!

You'll damage
the module.

He started it.

I did not,
he did.

Never mind. Just fix
that valve rig.

I'll deal
with you two

when we get back
to the technodrome.

LEONARDO: Hold it
right there, shredder!

Your flight has
been canceled.

The turtles! What does
it take to stop you?

Whatever it is,
you ain't got it.

We'll discuss it
some other time.

DONATELLO:
They're getting away!

Gee, what
a smooth getaway.

[WARNING SIREN]

Something's
gone haywire.

I knew it!

You damaged the guiding sensors
when you were fighting.

Well, at least we can shut
down this water drain.

[ALL TALKING AT ONCE]

APRIL: Look out!

Now, there's something
you don't see everyday--

a runaway module.

ALL: Ahh! Yow!

ALL: Whoa!

RAPHAEL: It's turning the
place into Swiss cheese!

Bummer. Why couldn't
it be mozzarella?

The whole thing is
going to collapse!

I'll stop it!

Whoa, way to go, dude!

Ride 'em, turtle boy!

If I can just get
to a fuel line...

Got it!

This is all your
fault, pork nose!

Oh, yeah?
You was the one

who clobbered
that sensor.

DONATELLO: We can't
shut off the valve!

Do something,
shredder!

Baxter,
will you buzz off?

Better yet,

you'll make
a wonderful specimen

for a high school
science project.

Look!
The freeze ray!

It's turning all
the water into ice.

Ha ha. I got
a crazy idea.

Let's get out
of here!

The reservoir's
going to blow!

Oh, no!

Au revoir,
reservoir.

What's happening?

The entire place
is coming down!

Run, you mutant morons!

ALL: Ow! Oof!

Hey,
who invited him?

Ain't you heard?

There's flies
at every picnic!

What's that?

It sounds like
a transport module.

Gee, I always wanted one of
them automatic ice makers.

Personally, I like the
kind you can shut off.

Well, shredder, there's
another scheme of yours

down the tubes.

It's not
a total loss, krang.

Look who I brought
to work for us--

the most brilliant scientific
mind since Einstein.

With him on our side,
the world is our oyster.

Hmm.

I prefer my seafood
without flies.

Ok, that's
the final insult!

You'll two will be sorry you ever
started up with Baxter stockman!

My, my.
Quite an exit.

I've a feeling
we haven't seen the last

of that brilliant but bothersome
half-man, half-insect.

And so, the reservoir was saved?

That's right,
sensei.

It didn't lose more than
a few thousand gallons.

And, as good citizens,
we've even fixed

a few drips
while we were there.

Whoa...

Ohh...

What's wrong,
Michelangelo?

Oh, my tender bod is severely
bruised from that battle.

Applying cold to an injury
is a centuries-old cure.

Hey, fantabuloso idea,
master.

I'll just slap
a cold slice of pizza

on my boo-boos.

Oh, no,
not more ice!

Ouch!

Oh! Oh!

That ice
really works.

Yeah. A minute ago,
he could barely move,

and now he's dancing.

[ALL LAUGHING]