[all the Turtles are in the Hashi]
Michelangelo: [doing a handstand on a swivel chair] Guys, I'm in the zone! There's literally nothing that can break me right now!
[Splinter tosses a pizza at Michelangelo]
Michelangelo: Starting to crack...
Donatello, Raphael, Leonardo: Shut up Mikey!
[the Turtles don their bandanas]
Michelangelo: DUDE!
[Splinter brings out a pizza since his children won't speak]
Splinter: Of course, you've all tasted the five-cheese pizza. But this... cheesemongers have speculated its existence for centuries. Da Vinci's original masterpiece. I submit to you... Novantanove Formaggio, The 99-cheese pizza!
Michelangelo: It's not possible...
Donatello: Mikey, it's a trap! A pizza with that variety of cheese is a culinary impossibility!
Splinter: [holds out a piece to Michelangelo] Shall I list the ingredients? Cheddar... Provolone...
Leonardo: Mikey, don't you do it!
Splinter: Asiago...
Donatello: Keep it together!
Splinter: Taleggio...
Michelangelo: I don't even know what that is...
Splinter: Mozzarella, of course...
Michelangelo: [cracks] Okay, okay, okay... We left the lair because the Foot were taking hostages, and we totally kicked butt, and there was this girl named April O'Neil who took our picture... but we took
care of it!
Leonardo: All these years you told us we were rescued from the fire by a great guardian spirit, a hogosha.
Splinter: That's right.
[points at April]
Splinter: This is the hogosha.
[all the Turtles bow to April]
Michelangelo: [whispers] Dude, my girlfriend is the hogosha...
[Leo hits him]
[the Turtles surive a barrage of gunfire]
Raphael: We're bulletproof...
Leonardo: Sweet!
Splinter: Like all children, they were drawn to the distractions of popular culture. And I knew, one day they would want to explore the world above.
[remembers the young turtles dancing to Hollaback Girl]
Splinter: They would be ridiculed. They would need to learn to protect themselves, both mentally and physically.
[while sweeping, Splinter
finds a book on ninjutsu]
Splinter: And then I found a way. First, I would teach myself the ancient art of ninjutsu. The others followed my lead, accelerating at a wondrous rate. Their gift was also their passion; they lived, breathed and dreamed of martial arts. Then, they were ready.