You weren't supposed to leave the lair. Not for the next two weeks.
No excursions to the surface. No nights out with Casey. No motorcycle.
Those were the specifics of the punishment that Master Splinter gave you.
But you left anyway, on your motorcycle, and you're probably headed over to Casey's place.
Not even a full day in to your sentence and you've already blown it. There's a shocker.
No one else in this family has a problem following rules. Only you do, Raphael. Why is that?
You are not above the rules! Why do you think that they don't apply to you?
Rules are not optional! You can't break them just because you don't like them! Why can't you comprehend that?
Don't you realize how immature you are being? Grow up already! Learn to be responsible and accept the consequence of your actions!
Stop running away all the time!
If you were half as brave as you think you are, you wouldn't have left! You would have stayed home to confront me! But no, you just got on that damn bike of yours and sped off!
You do this every time we disagree about something! That is why we can never solve our problems! How am I supposed to talk with you to work things out if you're not here?
You arrogant…
…inconsiderate…
…stubborn…
…hot head!
You are by far the most selfish person that I know!
I swear the only thing you care about more than yourself is your stupid motorcycle! You're always fawning over it! You treat it better than any living thing!
I don't know what possessed Donatello to build it for you!
It's made you even more of a reckless idiot than before! I've seen how fast you drive on it, weaving in and out of cars, swerving all over the streets! How you've managed to keep from killing yourself is beyond me!
I wish you didn't have that damn bike!
I wish…
…I wish you'd be more careful.