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Pizza dude's got thirty seconds!

Kowabunga.

Hey look! Wheel of Fortune dude!

Michaelangelo: Wise man say: forgiveness is divine, but never pay full price for late pizza.

Raphael: A Jose Canseco bat? Tell me, you didn't pay money for this.

Donatello : Well, that was easy!
Leonardo : Yeah, a little too easy.
Donatello : Look! It's Raph!
Michaelangelo : Yeah, a little too Raph

[the Turtles weapons are aimed at Danny as he exits the closet]
Danny: Don't shoot!
Raphael: [his weapon is a Sai] I don't think it's loaded, Kid.

Leonardo: We were awesome!
Michaelangelo: Bodacious!
Raphael: Bitchin'!
Donatello: Uh...
Michaelangelo: Gnarly!
Leonardo: Radical!
Raphael: Totally tubular, Dude.
Michaelangelo: Wicked!
Splinter: I have always liked... Cowabunga.
All: Cowabunga!

Wayne Gretzky on steroids?

KHHHHAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNN

Musta missed that part.

Leonardo: Awesome!
Michaelangelo: Righteous!
Donatello: Bossa nova!
Michaelangelo: Bossa nova?
Donatello: Chevy Nova?

Raphael: Hey, Kid, you gotta control that temper. Did I say that?

Michaelangelo: Ahh, ninja pizza!
Donatello: "Ninja pizza"?
Michaelangelo: Pizza that vanish quickly without trace!

Splinter: Their world can never be ours.
Michaelangelo: Uh... Not even pizza?
Splinter: [after pause] Pizza's okay.
[the turtles sigh with relief]
Michaelangelo: Man, give a guy a heart attack.

Leo: Michaelangelo why are you wearing boxer shorts?
Michaelangelo: So that the guy who arrives in my place doesn't arrive bare butt naked.

Hey, better switch to decaf!

You know I read a lot. Especially things that have to do with history. I find
that shit fascinating. In fact, I don't know if you know this or not, Sicilians
were spawned by niggers.

It's a fact. Sicilians have nigger blood pumpin' through their hearts. If you
don't believe me, look it up. You see, hundreds and hundreds of years ago
the Moors conquered Sicily. And Moors are niggers. Way back then,
Sicilians were like the wops in northern Italy. Blond hair, blue eyes. But,
once the Moors moved in there, they changed the whole country. They did
so much fuckin' with the Sicilian women, they changed the blood-line for
ever, from blond hair and blue eyes to black hair and dark skin. I find it
absolutely amazing to think that to this day, hundreds of years later,
Sicilians still carry that nigger gene. I'm just quotin' history. It's a fact. It's
written. Your ancestors were niggers. Your great, great, great, great, great-
grandmother was fucked by a nigger, and had a half-nigger kid. That is a
fact. Now tell me, am I lyin'?

Casey Jones: Not even close, Zip Neck. Professor and Mary Ann. Happily ever after.
Donatello: No way, Atomic Mouth, Gilligan was her main man. They'd be married and have six kids by now.
Casey Jones: Gilligan was a geek, Barfarooni!
Donatello: You're the geek, Camel Breath!
Casey Jones: Dome head.
Donatello: Elf lips!
Casey Jones: Okay let's give this a try: Fongoid!
Donatello: Here goes. What are we on?
Casey Jones: G.
Donatello: Here goes, Gak face!
Casey Jones: I'm ready, hose brain!

Michaelangelo: [while Leonardo slices the pizza] Yes, friends, the new tubo ginsu! It dices, it slices, and it makes French fries and three different...
[a pizza slice lands on Splinter's head]
Michaelangelo: Oops!
Splinter: Kids.

Raphael: Maybe this means the village people won't be afraid of us anymore.
[The villagers bow]
Donatello: Well, it's a start.

Yeah, all the good ones end in "O"!

Bossa nova!

Uh, chevy nova?

Excellent!

Donatello: [April trims the leg part of her uniform] Whoa, leg-o-rama!
April: Hey, I'm allowed. It's my vacation.
Leonardo, Donatello: Absolutely! Shwing!

Casey Jones: Lead the way, toots.
April: "Toots"?
Casey Jones: Babe? Sweetcakes? Ah, Princess? You wanna throw me a clue here? I'm drowning.
April: You know what, that's okay. I'll do it myself.
Casey Jones: Fine, it's up to you. Just don't come around here asking for my help anymore.
April: I wouldn't ask for your help if you were the last THING on the face of this planet.

April: Okay, those guys in the black pajamas, they jumped me, and... and that rat... I saw you in the parking lot. That explains you. And you guys... Um? I have no idea where you came from!
Splinter: If you will please just sit down and calm yourself.
April: It talks!
Splinter: It is really quite simple, Miss O'Neil.
April: And he knows my name... perfect!
Splinter: Fifteen years ago...
April: Why don't I ever dream of Harrison Ford?

Leonardo: Can anyone tell me who or what this is?
Michaelangelo: Don't know, but I guess it never has to look for a can opener.

Leonardo: Listen, Raph, about what I said before. You know, about not needing you and all.
Raphael: Leo, don't.
Leonardo: Boy we missed you.
[They hug]
Donatello: It's a Kodak moment.

Michaelangelo: Hey Donny, looks like this one is suffering from shell shock.
Donatello: Too derivative.
Michaelangelo: Well, I guess we can really shell it out.
Donatello: Too cliché.
Michaelangelo: Well, it was a shell of a good hit!
Donatello: I like it! Step up!

Leonardo: We were awesome!
Michaelangelo: Bodacious!
Raphael: Bitchin'!
Donatello: Uh...
Michaelangelo: Gnarly!
Leonardo: Radical!
Raphael: Totally tubular, Dude.
Michaelangelo: Wicked!
Splinter: I have always liked... Cowabunga.
All: Cowabunga!

Casey Jones: New game, round-head. Cricket?
Raphael: Cricket? Nobody understands cricket! You gotta know what a crumpet is to understand cricket!

Foot Messenger: We have been looking for you, Miss O'Neil.
April: Am I behind on my Sony payments again? Ha ha ha.
Foot Messenger: Your mouth may yet bring you much trouble, Miss O'Neil. I deliver a message.
Foot Messenger: [Slaps her in the face]
Foot Messenger: Shut it!

Casey Jones: Now that was a crime, you purse grabbing pukes! And this is the penalty! Two minutes for slashing. Two minutes for hooking. And let's not forget my personal favorite, two minutes for high sticking!
Raphael: [catches Casey disciplining some thugs] How about a five minute game misconduct for roughing, pal?
Casey Jones: Hey... Bogey, who died and made you referee? You did your job, now get out of here and let me do mine. These JV low lifes need to be taught a lesson.
Raphael: Not like that they don't. Not from you.
Casey Jones: [Turns to see the thugs running away - turns back to Raph] Well, it looks like you're the one who needs to be taught a lesson, pal.
[Pulls out two ball bats]
Casey Jones: The class is Pain 101. Your instructor is Casey Jones.
Raphael: Look, I don't wanna fight you.
Casey Jones: Yeah, well tough rocks, pal.

[after knocking Tatsu out with a golf club]
Casey Jones: I'll never call golf a dull game again.

Keno: Hey which of you lovely ladies gets to ride with me tonight?
Girl: Dream on, Dweeb.
Keno: Okay, and when I do I'll dream of someone a little thinner.

Raphael: Okay, we get you in, we find the Foot headquarters, we get you out to tell the others, right?
Keno: Gee, maybe I should write this down.
Raphael: What?
[skyward]
Raphael: I'm being punished aren't I?

Leonardo: Take the ugly one!
Raphael: No you take the ugly one!
Donatello: I'll take the ugly one.
Michaelangelo: Which one's the ugly one?

Shredder: Babies! They're babies!
Professor Jordan Perry: What did you expect? They'd come out quoting "MacBeth?"
Shredder: They are stupid!
Professor Jordan Perry: Well, they're not stupid, they're infants.
Rahzar: [Knocks Tokka on the head with a metal pole] Bang!
Tokka: Ow!
Professor Jordan Perry: Okay, they're stupid infants.