Donnie: Behold! The portal to time's past: The Chronotron!
Leo: So... It's a time machine?
Donnie: Well, yes?
Leo: Then why not call it a time machine?
Donnie: Yeah and while we're at it let's just call the Great Wall a fence, the Mona Lisa a doodle, and Albert Einstein Mr. Smarty Pants!
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Sam: I need options, let’s hear them!
Peter: [raises his hand]
Sam: No, we’re not running away.
Peter: [lowers his hand]
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*When the three are created*
Jawbreaker: Hello! Are you my new family?
Thrash: You don’t have a family, and we’re all going to die. Sorry.
Jawbreaker: What?!
Twitch: *Hits Thrash*
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King: Tell me something I don’t know.
Hooty: Without mucus, your stomach would digest itself. Hoot-hoot.
King: Tell me something else. Something less disturbing.
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"I struggle to comprehend emotions... and feelings.. and women."
Roach
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Mel: Umm, doesn’t violence lead to more violence?
Ambessa: I know, it’s a win win.
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Rokkaku meetings go something like:
Saeki: But, Aoi, I really-
Aoi: Are you questioning my leadership, Saeki?
Saeki: No
Aoi: Too bad
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Tea: I need options, let’s hear them!
Kalen: [raises his hand]
Tea: No, we’re not running away.
Kalen: [lowers his hand]
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Fred: Tell me something I don’t know.
Velma: Without mucus, your stomach would digest itself.
Fred: Tell me something else. Something less disturbing.
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I’m too ashamed to tell you where I got this scene from. XD But here it is with Clancy and Sen!
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"I struggle to comprehend emotions… and feelings... and women."
— Donatello at some point
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Hitoya: Tell me something I don't know.
Jakurai: Without mucus your stomach would digest itself.
Hitoya: Tell me something else I don't know. Something less... Disturbing.
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Brainstorm: Behold! The portal to time’s past: The Chronotron!
Perceptor: So... it’s a time machine?
Brainstorm: Well, yes?
Perceptor: Then why not call it a time machine?
Brainstorm: Yeah, and while we’re at it, let’s just call the Great Wall a fence, the Mona Lisa a doodle, and Albert Einstein “Mr Smarty Pants”!
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Storm: Behold! The portal to time’s past: The Chronotron!
Shine: So… It’s a time machine?
Storm: Well, yes?
Shine: Then why not call it a time machine?
Storm: Yeah and while we’re at it let’s just call the Great Wall a fence, the Mona Lisa a doodle, and Albert Einstein Mr. Smarty Pants!
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Poppy: Tell me something I don't know.
Belladonna: Without mucus, your stomach would digest itself.
Poppy: Tell me something else. Something less disturbing.
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Hunter: I don’t think you’re fit for duty right now, Tech
Tech: *sleep deprived and concussed* Flibbertigibbet man. I’m as juxtaposed as the next hamburger *falls flat on his face*
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