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Attention, suspects.
I've solved the case of the missing guppy.
[all gasping] Wonder who it is.
Who did it? We must know.
I'll tell you the guilty party's name
right after this next commercial.
I don't know if I can wait that long.
Wow, April's Aunt Agatha has got to be
the greatest detective in the world.
No wonder she's got her own TV show.
Hey, I'll bet a pizza with the works
it's the rich uncle who did it.
Donatello, you got a bet.
I say it's the stepmother.
You are both wrong.
It's the brother-in-law.
No way, José.
The butler dude dood it--
I mean, did it.
[Announcer] And now,
back to Sleuth on the Loose.
Here it comes, guys.
The guilty party is...
[static] [Leonardo] Ah!
Something happened to our TV!
Oh, no.
Not at the crucial moment!
We interrupt this program for a special bulletin.
I'm here at the Dynamitic Science Lab,
where a series of mysterious thefts have taken place,
involving parts from a top-secret security project.
Guys, this is serious.
Whoa, it sure is.
Now we'll never find out who swiped that guppy.
Turtles to the rescue!
[car approaching]
[tires squealing]
Turtles!
Am I glad you're here.
How'd these thefts occur, April?
No one knows.
Whoever did it entered a sealed room
completely guarded by security cameras.
And here's the weird part:
there were no signs of a break-in.
Whoa, dudette, that is a real head-scratcher.
Yeah, sounds like a case
for your Aunt Agatha to me.
This is Dr. Webb,
the director of Dynamitic Labs.
I'm honored to meet you.
If anyone can apprehend these culprits,
it's the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Guys, I've got to get back to Channel 6 and file my report.
Keep me notified.
That's why I invented the TurtleCom.
This is our top security vault.
I can't figure out how they got in.
These walls are solid steel.
Yeah, and nothing can get past
this surveillance camera.
These last two remaining parts
must be guarded at all costs.
I can't tell you how important they are.
How important?
I just said, I can't tell you.
Okay, fellas.
Dr. Webb is counting on us.
Hey, anyone trying to get past us
will have to deal with me!
Wah, yah!
And me!
Hee-yah!
Uh, fellas?
Get ready for some bad news.
Someone just ripped off another one of the parts!
If our top security room isn't safe,
there's no hope of guarding the final part.
Dr. Webb,
why don't we take it back with us to our lair?
Leonardo's right.
The thief couldn't possibly know our secret location.
All right. But remember,
it mustn't fall into the thief's hands.
With it, he could construct
something of unspeakable horror.
We'll take turns guarding the part.
Most excellent idea, dude.
Michelangelo, you can take the first shift,
while the rest of us scout around for clues.
Most bogus idea, dude.
Cheer up, Michelangelo.
You'll have the pizza to keep you company.
Yeah, the two of us could develop,
like, a really meaningful relationship.
[growling]
Ah, what a righteous combo.
Food for the mind
and food for the bod. [burps]
[zapping]
What's going on?
[high-pitched noise]
The part, it's gone.
Oh, no! How can this be?
Okay, Michelangelo, your relief is here.
So who's going to take the next watch?
Uh, dudes, that won't be necessary.
You see, the next watch has nothing to watch.
The gizmo is gone!
What happened?
Dudes, you're not gonna believe a word of this,
but the TV sucked it up.
You're right. We don't believe a word of it.
[TurtleCom beeping]
What's up, April?
Listen, fellas. I just found out
that those stolen parts can be put together
to make a Doomsday Device!
A Doomsday Device?
Yeah, but here's the good news.
It's impossible to do it without that final part.
Oh, boy, it's a lucky thing for the nation
that you fellas are guarding it.
[chuckling] Yeah.
What a lucky break.
[static]
Oh, this is awful.
We've got to find out who stole those parts
and get 'em back. But how?
Okay, let's handle this
the same way Miss Agatha would.
Gnarly notion.
Uh, how's that?
Well, she'd reenact the crime.
Now, Michelangelo, you show us exactly what happened.
Okay. Like, I was sitting right here,
scarfing down a pizza.
Uh, could someone re-create the pizza
so I could re-create the crime?
Never mind that, just do it!
All of a sudden, there's this weird-looking beam
shooting out of the TV,
and, like, it sucks up the part!
It was truly unruly.
Hey.
They must've used a molecular disintegrator beam
to teleport the part across the airwaves.
Donatello, you've been watching
way too many reruns of Star Trek.
But what about the missing parts at the science lab?
Same deal.
Remember those scanning surveillance cameras?
They beamed the de-molecularized parts
right through them.
Hmm, I wonder who could be that ingenious.
[meow] Patience, Princess.
Food is on the way.
[meow]
Knuckles, where is Princess' dinner?
Uh, sorry, Professor. We're all out of cat food.
[hissing]
What? How can that be?
Uh, it-- it's true, Professor.
There ain't a drop of it left.
No wonder.
This is cat food.
You've stolen my Princess' din-din.
[growling, hissing]
Well, if you didn't feed her imported caviar,
I wouldn't be so tempted.
Look,
The re-molecularizer chamber.
[Professor] Aha!
The final part is mine.
Those stupid reptiles thought they could protect it from me,
but my molecularizer beam can reach anywhere.
At last, I can build my Doomsday Device...
and with it bring the world to its knees!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
[Donatello] This device I've constructed
will de-particalize our molecular physiognomies,
and teleport them through the ionosphere.
Mm-hmm.
Would you run that by us again
in English?
Oh, okay.
See, this gizmo is gonna send us through the TV set,
directly to whoever's been ripping off these missing parts.
Well, why didn't you say so?
I just did.
Then let's do it.
All right. Here goes. [static]
[Michelangelo] All right, it's another episode
of Sleuth on the Loose.
Aha!
The guilty party has left their fingerprints
on this pizza crust.
Are you guys ready?
Hold on, Donatello,
I just want to find out who committed the crime.
Yeah, and I want to find out
what was on that pizza.
Will you guys forget that TV show?
This is a matter of national security!
Leonardo's right.
Now, let's all stand close together...
Okay, here goes.
[all talking at once]
Miss Agatha?
Whoo, good gracious!
Where am I?
Well, you're in our lair.
[chuckling] And it certainly is an honor.
Lair? What lair?
Uh, how did I get here?
Uh, something must have gone wrong
with the oscillator relay control.
See, instead of pulling us into the TV,
[chuckling] it pulled you out of it.
Oh, now I remember you.
You're my niece April's friends,
the Teenage Mutant Ninja Tortoises.
Uh, close enough.
[Knuckles] Uh, what's goin' on?
That was no ordinary power surge.
Someone is trying to lock in on the molecularizer beam,
and the source of it is...
[beeping] somewhere in the sewer system,
right about here.
I want you two to find out who's snooping around...
and eliminate them.
Uh, right, Professor.
[Donatello] So you see,
whoever stole those parts
is probably building a Doomsday Device
right now!
Good heavens!
We sure could use your help
in tracking down the guilty party, ma'am.
Well, I'd be delighted to lend my services.
Miss Agatha at your service.
[chattering]
Uh, first could you tell us
who the guilty party was
in the "Case of the Missing Guppy?"
We bet a pizza on it.
Oh, that'll have to wait, lads.
We've got to get down to sleuthing.
Now, I'll need an assistant.
Hmm...I choose...
you, Raphael.
No fair! What about us?
Oh, you'll all get your turn to help.
Right now, I only need one of you.
But why Raphael?
Red has always been my favorite color.
[Raphael] Why are we going to the library?
Shouldn't we be zooming around town in the Turtle Van?
I prefer a more scholarly approach.
Hey, Knuckles, do you know who that is?
Uh, some bozo in a turtle costume.
No, the other one.
Hey, it's Miss Agatha, the TV detective.
Oh, she's my favorite.
Hey, let's follow them.
I'd love to get her autograph.
Ah, here it is,
the science section.
Our villain is obviously someone
with a vast knowledge of molecular science.
Aha, Professor Vilmont Von Volt,
winner of the Science Bowl Award
for advanced molecular studies.
We may have just found our man.
Uh-oh, she's after the boss.
Oh, boy, is he in trouble.
I must see my niece April immediately.
Uh, is a family visit really necessary?
You said we were in a hurry!
[Agatha] Aha, I found the scoundrel.
It seems when Professor Von Volt
was drummed out of science for his harebrained theories,
he vowed to take revenge on the world.
I just knew my computer files on the weird and famous
would contain a clue.
Motive plus ability equals culprit.
Von Volt is definitely our man.
There you go. Is it any wonder
she's got her own prime-time show?
Aunt Aggie, you're wonderful!
I don't know how you do it.
Brilliance runs in our family, dear.
Where to now?
Observe and absorb.
I gotcha!
Now it's your turn, turtle.
Guess again, Blister Brain.
Hey!
You're next.
Oh, yeah?
Goodness gracious!
Oh, no!
[horn honking]
Let's get out of here!
I'll have you out in a minute.
Boy, the city streets are becoming so dangerous!
Now to see what I grabbed from that bully's lapel.
Oh? What have we here?
It appears to be a white cat hair.
And a small glob of some strange substance.
Hurry. We must examine these clues
under Donatello's microscope. [tires squealing]
[gasping] Miss Agatha!
Look out! No!
Aah!
[panting] She's gone!
Miss Agatha, where are you?
Yoo-hoo! I'm right here, Raphael!
Oh, thank goodness
for these new lightweight manhole covers.
Oh, I thought that van did you in.
Piffle. That could never happen.
I'm the guest star.
[chuckling] Yeah, well,
it all happened so fast,
I never got the license number.
It's not necessary.
I managed to mark the underside of the van
with this. Lipstick?
A lady never leaves home without it.
[Agatha] Hmm, most interesting.
The guilty party owns a white Persian cat,
a breed found only in a small village in Afghanistan.
Wow, East Afghanistan or West Afghanistan?
Central Afghanistan.
Whoa, is she awesome or what?
Now, the microspores indicate that it's being fed
large quantities of caviar.
rare Slobovian caviar.
Raphael and I will check out
some exclusive gourmet shops for leads.
You two get to have all the fun.
We want to play detective, too.
Isn't there some way we can help, Miss Agatha?
Oh, by all means.
I've marked the underside of the villain's blue van
with lipstick.
Now, you find my initials,
and you have your criminal.
Leonardo, how are you guys doing?
Lousy. No sign of that blue van yet.
Yeah, I know just how you feel.
Miss Agatha and I are striking out, too.
Perhaps not. Look.
A gourmet food shop.
And they're having a sale on Slobovian caviar.
And look who's coming out of the place.
[Raphael] There's the same creeps who jumped us before.
[Agatha] And they're getting into--
[both] A blue van!
Later, guy. I think we just hit the jackpot.
Oh, fiddlesticks, they're getting away.
[Raphael] We still have a chance.
Hey kid, how you doing?
Listen, I have to borrow that skateboard, okay?
No way, man!
Nobody touches my wheels!
Yeah, yeah, I know, but I'm Raphael,
one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!
Big deal.
Oh, won't you reconsider, young man?
It's in the name of truth and justice.
Hey, I recognize you!
You're Miss Agatha from TV! Wow!
If you need it, it's yours!
Well, thanks a lot.
Now to follow those guys before we lose their trail.
Not without me, you won't.
Well, if you insist. Hang on!
Are you okay?
Oh, don't worry about me!
Shred it to the max!
[Agatha] There it is!
[Raphael] And they're going into that factory.
Then so are we.
Okay, let's get 'em! Wait.
[zapping]
How did you know the fence was electrified?
Elementary, my dear Raphael.
Our genius I.Q. villain
would hardly overlook such obvious protection.
Well, I guess we'll just have to find some other way in.
Hmm...
I think I have it.
Here goes.
[grunting] Okay, your turn.
Whoo!
Now, let's get this Von Volt person.
[alarm] Uh-oh, we got intruders.
Uh, it's that lady shamus again.
Just when I've almost finished my Doomsday Device.
Unleash the destroyer robot.
[Knuckles] Uh, right, Professor.
[buzzing]
Heavens to Betsy!
Remind me to rent one of these things
for our next barbeque.
[TurtleCom beeping] Emergency, guys.
Get to 400 Commerce Street now!
Oh, gee, I hope
they received that last transmission.
[Raphael] Talk about timing!
[all] Turtle power!
[Knuckles] More shellbacks?
That robot will take care of them also.
Is this someone's idea of a warm welcome?
Knock out its camera eye,
and it won't be able to see us.
As always, you're one step ahead of everyone.
[Garth] These turtles are good.
[Von Volt] Nonsense. I love a challenge.
Wait 'til they meet the octo-creature. Ha ha ha ha!
Good work, Raphael.
Looks like you didn't need our help after all.
[rumbling]
[Michelangelo] What is that?
[Donatello] Some sort of a computer controlled creature.
Look, you boys distract it
while Raphael and I infiltrate the factory.
We must get inside.
I hope you've got a hairpin.
Actually, I was thinking of something larger.
Ta-da!
No, no, let me guess.
You were a pole-vault gold medallist
in the 1952 Olympics, right?
1956.
Well, I guess this is the end of the line, huh?
It certainly is for Von Volt.
You might as well turn yourself in, Professor.
Ha! You must be joking.
Knuckles, Garth!
Take care of our uninvited guests.
Uh, right, Professor. [button beeps]
Whoa, whoa!
Yeah, that's it! Get down!
Uh, like they say in French,
on your guard!
It's en garde.
Who cares?
Let's just start dueling.
Ugh!
[all yelling] Watch out!
Oh, I got to remember this for my next nightmare!
Guys, call me Mr. Gloomy,
but I think we're in serious trouble.
You should have stuck to your knitting, lady.
And you to learning to handle a laser sword.
Uh? Hey!
Yeah, that's it.
Keep dancing, Bone Dome! Ha ha.
Oh, I finally get to sit one out.
Wow, is there anything you can't do, Miss Agatha?
Well, actually, I've never tried
bronco-busting wild yaks in the Himalayas.
But I'm sure she will.
I hate to say it, guys,
but things don't look too good.
Just the same, we'll go down fighting!
Maybe sooner than we think.
Hey, let me have a crack at it.
Oh, crack is the right word.
Step aside, compadres.
Let me grapple with the problem.
Got it!
Whoa!
Ohh!
[Donatello] Way to go!
All right, Michelangelo!
Now will you come quietly, Professor?
You're too late, you meddling old biddie.
I've just activated my Doomsday Device.
And the key has just been de-molecularized.
The world has exactly 20 seconds to destruction.
Revenge is mine! Ha ha ha ha ha!
Bummer, dudes. We're missing the party.
Listen to all that laughing.
I'm afraid, in this case, it's the last laugh.
We've got 15 seconds
till the end of the world, guys!
It's not possible. There must be some way to stop it.
It's useless, my green friend.
We're all leaving here together
in precisely seven seconds.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Now, where did I put that thing?
Ah, yes. Here it is.
This used to work on my bathroom door.
There. [machine shutting down]
So much for blowing up the world.
Oh, next time, could you not play it quite so close?
These cliffhangers are tough on the nerves!
[Raphael] Now what?
[Donatello] The electromagnetic field
created by this crackpot's equipment
is attracting a thunderbolt disturbance.
Time to split, muchachos!
Hurry, Miss Agatha!
Now, we mustn't forget the cat!
[Donatello] Or the Doomsday Device!
[Leonardo] Thanks for all your help, Miss Agatha.
Oh, you're welcome.
This was quite stimulating.
Now, if you boys ever want
a guest shot on my television show,
just say the word.
I think we'll pass.
Just tell us who the guilty party was
in the "Missing Guppy Caper,"
and we'll call it even.
Very well. You deserve to know.
The thief was--
Miss Agatha, the studio's been
looking all over for you!
You've got to finish taping that episode.
Of course. I mustn't keep my public waiting.
But-- But--
Ta-ta!
Bummer. Now we'll have to wait
for the summer reruns to find out whodunit.
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