April: You have gas for everything.
Flem: Wait until you see what's in store for your friends. That's really a gas!
April: (mutters under breath) Getting gas means never listening to bad jokes. (Flem hangs April over the wax cauldron.) I was just kidding about the bad jokes.
(Turtles wake up.)
Leonardo: Flem, what are you doing?!
Flem: I've found a new, advanced way to make wax figures last. If it works on O'Neil, you four are next.
April: No! I just had my legs waxed!
Michelangelo: Major bummer! We're all going to be turtle waxed!