"Assume the position now!"
"I got your position right here!"
"Nice going, Raph!"
"Since when do Earth troops have such advanced weapons?"
"Oh, dear."
"Actually, we were kind of hoping they were with you."
"I can at least help you track them through their shell cell signals."
"You've been practicing ninjutsu?"
"Yeah, right. No way."
"What do you think, Casey Jones?"
"Now, listen... the way of invisibility takes a lifetime to master."
"Leave it to Casey to put the crash in crash course."
"Where are we?"
"At the end of the line for you all."
"...begging for mercy, you may call me Bishop."
"Actually, Professor Honeycutt, you’re a valuable commodity..."
"Do as you will with the terrapins."
"...commence Operation Broken Horn."
"Caught you with your horns down, didn’t I, Zanramon?"
"Search no further, he’s right here."
No!
All ships attack!
"Whoa, check it out."
"Man, I wish I had my hockey mask."
"I like being able to see your face for a change."
"The bad news is it’s coming from across the river."
"You’re making a big mistake, Bishop."
"Well, I suddenly know how the toaster feels."
"So, looks like this kissing thing’s getting to be a habit."
"When I was drowning before, I was heading toward a big light."
"They are not here."
"This hallway is laden with danger."
"Hey, it’s not like I meant to trip the alarm."
"For the sacrifice you’re about to make, your country thanks you, Michelangelo."
"Keep away from my sons!"
"Help me release your brothers."
"Can you hear me, buddy?"
"I am very thick skinned, quite literally."
"Bishop, you want a genetic sample? Sample this!"
"Anyone moves and you can say goodbye to Michelangelo."
"Oh, man, I really hate goodbyes."
