(Irma hanging out with the turtles, April, and Splinter in the lair. Irma has just gotten out of a really bad relationship and the gang tries to cheer her up.)
Irma: It's just that,... You know. I get lonesome. I just really want a husband and children so bad. I want a family!
Splinter: You can't choose your family but you can choose your friends. There's biological family and there's chosen family. Sometimes you choose them, sometimes they choose you. (Puts arm on Irma) Family isn't always a spouse and kids and possible pets. You don't always have a family, you can make family.
Leonardo: Master Splinter's right. Thanks sensei!
Michelangelo: Yeah dudette, what they said! You'll always be family to us!
April: Irma, we're not just best friends. We're sisters. (Puts arm around Irma)
Raphael: Which reminds me. I've been meaning to ask. Are we turtles blood brothers or just brothers by our friendship?
Donatello: I could do a DNA test and find out.
Leonardo: Does it really matter?
Raphael: Well, I would like to know I'm not related to Michelangelo.
Michelangelo: Droll, dude!
Irma (starts to weep happy tears): You guys are the best!
Michelangelo: Hey, speaking of family, how's about a family-size pizza?
Raphael: For you or for all of us?
(all laugh except Michelangelo. Cut to exterior of lair entrance and pan out)
Michelangelo: Very funny, dude!
Raphael: I thought so.
Leonardo: Good one, Raphael!
(Fade out.)