A pet of my master Yoshi, mimicking his movements from my cage and learning the...

Splinter: I too once had a family, Danny. Many years ago I lived in Japan: a pet of my master Yoshi, mimicking his movements from my cage and learning the mysterious art of Ninjitsu, for Yoshi was one of Japan's finest shadow warriors. His only rival was a man named Oroko Saki, and they competed in all things, but in nothing more fiercely than for the love of a woman, Tang Shen. Shen's love was only for my master and rather than see him fight Saki for her hand, she persuaded Yoshi to flee with me to America. But Saki vowed vengeance. I remember it well, as my master returned home to find his beloved Shen lying on the floor, and then he saw her killer. Saki wasted no words, and during the struggle, my cage was broken. I leapt to Saki's face, biting and clawing, but he threw me to the floor and took one swipe with his Katana, slicing my ear. Then he was gone, and I was alone. Danny: What became of this Oroku Saki? Splinter: Nobody really knows... But you wear his symbol.

[SIGHS] For 15 years now, we have lived here. Before that time, I was a pet of my master Yoshi... ...mimicking his movements from my cage... ...and learning the secret art of ninja. When we were forced to come to New York... ...I found myself for the first time without a home... ...wandering the sewers, scavenging for whatever I could find. And then, one day... ...I came upon a shattered glass jar... ...and four baby turtles. - That was us. Heh-heh. - Shut up. - Oh, no. - Oh. The little ones were crawling into a strange glowing ooze... ...from a broken canister nearby. I gathered them up in an old coffee can... ...and when I awoke the next morning, I received a shock... ...for they had doubled in size. I too was growing, particularly in intellect... ...and I was amazed at how intelligent they seemed. But nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. One of them spoke. Pizza. More words followed... ...and I began their training... ...teaching them all that I had learned from my master. Radical. Radical. Radical. And soon I gave them all names... ...Leonardo... ...Michaelangelo... - That's me. ...Donatello... ...and Raphael. I'm not dreaming, am I? No, I'm afraid not. APRIL: Ew. Are you guys sure you know where you're going? MICHAELANGELO: 11th and Bleecker? [SNIFFS] Nope. This is only 9th Street. Ha. - Get it? APRIL: Yuck. Okay. Ah... I'd like to invite you all in... ...but I really don't have anything to offer you guys except for frozen pizza. Let's go for it. You said the magic word. - You guys eat pizza? BOTH: Doesrt everybody? Yeah, well... ...all right. Hey, did she say pizza? - So you live in an antique store? - Yep. Pizza. Well, above, actually. What do you guys like on your pizza? Just the regular stuff. Flies, stink bugs.