Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1990)
Leif Tilden: Donatello, Foot Messenger
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Quotes
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Donatello : You're a claustrophobic.
Casey Jones : You want a fist in the mouth? I've never even looked at another guy before.
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[last lines]
Leonardo : We were awesome!
Michaelangelo : Bodacious!
Raphael : Bitchin'!
Donatello : Uh...
Michaelangelo : Gnarly!
Leonardo : Radical!
Raphael : Totally tubular, dude!
Michaelangelo : Wicked!
Leonardo : Hellacious!
Donatello : Uh, mega...
[Splinter clears his throat, the Turtles clam up]
Splinter : I have always liked... Cowabunga.
Leonardo , Michaelangelo , Raphael , Donatello : COWABUNGA!
Splinter : [laughs] I made a funny!
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Michaelangelo : Oh man, I could go for a little deep dish action right about now.
Danny : I had some pizza here the other day. There might be some left over.
[Donatello takes a look]
Michaelangelo : Well?
Donatello : Question!
Michaelangelo : Grrr, yeah?
Donatello : Do you like penicillin on your pizza?
Michaelangelo : Doh!
[Donatello and Michelangelo start humming "Taps" and set the pizza aside]
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[hurling insults in alphabetical order]
Casey Jones : Not even close, Zip Neck. Professor and Mary Anne. 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, Barfaroni!
Donatello : You're the geek, Camel Breath!
Casey Jones : Dome head.
Donatello : Elf lips!
[Casey finishes fixing the engine]
Casey Jones : Okay, let's see if this transplant worked, fungoid!
Donatello : Here it goes... What are we on?
Casey Jones : Uh, G.
Donatello : Here it goes, gack face!
Casey Jones : I'm ready, hose brain!
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Donatello : We were awesome.
Michaelangelo : Yes, Dudes and Dudettes, major-league butt-kicking is back in town.
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April O'Neil : Hasn't Raph been gone a long time?
Donatello : Nah, he does it all the time. He likes it!
April O'Neil : Are you sure?
Donatello : Don't worry. He'll probably be back any minute now...
[an unconscious Raphael is thrown through the skylight, landing at Donatello's feet]
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[fighting Foot Soldiers]
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!
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Leonardo : Awesome!
Michaelangelo : Righteous!
Donatello : Bossa Nova!
[Leonardo and Michaelangelo look at Donatello]
Michaelangelo : Dude, "Bossa Nova"?
Donatello : Chevy Nova?
[Leonardo and Michaelangelo groan]
Donatello : Excellent!
[Leonardo and Michaelangelo cheer in approval; Raphael walks sullenly behind them]
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April O'Neil : My nearest neighbors are about four miles away. I need to get to a phone and call my boss.
Casey Jones : You mean Charles?
April O'Neil : Yes; how did you know that?
Casey Jones : He left a message on your machine, uh, just before we got out...
April O'Neil : And?
Casey Jones : Well, hey, you just saved yourself an eight-mile round-tripper. Um... You were fired.
April O'Neil : I just saved myself?
Casey Jones : [oblivious to the dark tone] Mm-hm.
Donatello , Michaelangelo : Uh-oh.
April O'Neil : What did you do? Did you take classes in insensitivity?
Casey Jones : I was just trying to break it to you easy.
April O'Neil : Oh, well you FAILED miserably...
Casey Jones : Hey, broadzilla, you wouldn't even be standin' here if it weren't for me, okay?
April O'Neil : Oh, well what do you want? You want a thank you?
Casey Jones : ...No. It's me who should thank you for that privilege, right?
April O'Neil : Fine!
Casey Jones : Yeah.
April O'Neil : Thank you.
Casey Jones : No, thank YOU!
April O'Neil : You're welcome!
Casey Jones : YOU'RE welcome!
[they go into two separate rooms and slam the doors]
Donatello : Gosh, it's kinda like Moonlighting, isn't it?
[Michaelangelo nods]
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The Shredder : [confronting the turtles] You fight well... in the old style. But you've caused me enough trouble. Now you face: the Shredder.
Donatello : The Shredder?
Michaelangelo : Uuh... maybe all that hardware's for making coleslaw.
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Leonardo : [sees that Raphael is awake and rushes to him] Raph! You're awake! How do you feel?
Raphael : What's a guy gotta do... to get some food around here?
Leonardo : [stands up, ecstatic, and runs to bathroom door] Hey! Hey, he's awake! He wants some food! Bring some food!
[runs back to Raphael]
Leonardo : You're gonna be ok Raph... you're gonna be ok!
Raphael : Yeah, yeah, alright Leo! Get a grip, will ya?
Leonardo : Listen, Raph...
[helps Raphael to his feet]
Leonardo : -about what I said before... y'know... about not needing you and all?
Raphael : Leo... don't.
[they hug]
Leonardo : Boy, we missed you.
Donatello : [he and April watch from the doorway] It's a Kodak moment.
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[more Foot enter April's home]
Donatello : Hey, guys, I'm not so sure this is, uh, structurally speaking, such a good time for your, uh, buddies to drop in...
[the floor gives away]
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Donatello : Good thing these guys aren't lumberjacks.
Michaelangelo : No joke. The only thing safe in the woods... would be the trees!
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Michaelangelo : Hey Donny, Wheel of Fortune, Dude.
[spins around on his shell, knocking down several Foot Soldiers]
Donatello : Hmm, I guess they're not game show fans.
Michaelangelo : And I thought everybody loved Vanna.
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Raphael : Where's Splinter?
The Shredder : Ah, the rat. So it has a name...
[remembering his order to kill Splinter]
The Shredder : It HAD a name.
Leonardo : [furiously pushes past the other turtles] You LIE!
The Shredder : Do I?
The Shredder : [Leo lunges at Shredder, who trips him up with his spear and pins him to the ground] He dies! Weapons!
[the turtles grasp their weapons]
The Shredder : NOW!
[Mike, Don and Raph chuck their weapons over the side of the building]
The Shredder : Fools. Ha, ha. The three of you may have overpowered me with the loss of but one! Now your fate... will be HIS!
Michaelangelo , Donatello , Raphael : NOOOO!
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Foot Messenger : We have been waiting for you, Miss O'Neil.
April O'Neil : 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.
[Slaps her hard on the cheek]
Foot Messenger : Shut it!
