- Raph, come on. We want to see.
- Hold on. You can't rush fashion.
Ah!
Be honest.
I love it.
Yeah, I'm just not in love with it, you know?
I'm a disaster.
Raph, it's okay. You look fine.
Fine? Fine is not an option.
For this event, Raph needs to look great!
Don't worry, big brother.
There's more where that came from.
- ♪ You got the goods, you're a beautiful child ♪
♪ You got the goods, kid, you make me smile ♪
♪ You're so good, good, good ♪
- ♪ You got the goods ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ You're so good, good... ♪
You guys really like it?
Does this place have smoke detectors,
because you're on fire, big daddy!
Aw, you guys.
Let's roll.
Hold on a minute.
How could I say no to this?
You can't.
- ♪ You're so good, good, good ♪
♪ You got the goods ♪
♪ You're so good, good, good ♪
♪ You got the goods ♪
Whoo, whoo!
Holy truffle mac and cheese.
Looking sharp, Leo!
All right, Angelo, you're up.
I'm good. I really don't want to--
- ♪ You're so good, good, good ♪
♪ You got the goods ♪
Ha ha!
♪ ♪
- ♪ You're so good-- ♪ - Wait.
Why did I just change?
What are we even dressing up for?
We were on our-- Uh, we just walked ov--
Um, we need clothes?
What's wrong with how we normally look?
I think we were going to see a show.
Uh...
Raph, you're totally cheating.
Ha, that's not cheating. This is cheating!
Guys, guys, guys!
Prepare to be so grateful that I'm your brother.
Behold, four tickets to the...
Wait for it. Wait for it.
Magic Town House!
The magic what what?
The M.T.H., Magic Town House,
is having their annual night of a million secrets,
and this year
they're unveiling Houdini's secret journals
for the first time ever!
I've never seen Leo this excited to see a book,
so it must be something,
or it'll be stupid, and we can make fun of him.
Either way, win-win. Let's get ready!
Of course.
How could I forget about the Magic Town House?
We must be getting ready for it?
This is all wrong.
If we're going to a magic show,
it must mean...
all: Black tie!
- ♪ You're so good, good, good ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You got the goods ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You're so good, good, good ♪ - Ow!
Whoo-wee. We look good, boys.
I need to archive this for my archives.
Wait, what the...
Huh, that's weird. - Wait, what?
Is that the Magic-- How did we--
When did we go to the Magic Town House?
Aah! - I don't know.
I don't even remember taking these.
Okay, guys, say,
"Magic is just an illusion, science is superior."
All right, that's a great one of me.
Oh, man. I can't believe we're here!
I got to record the grand opening.
Hypno?
What's that creep doing sneaking around here?
Oh, no!
You think he's after Houdini's journals?
- Uh, would that be bad? - Yes!
Think about it.
Houdini was one of the greatest illusionists in history.
If Hypno got his hands on those techniques,
he'd be able to warp the very fabric of existence
or something even cooler.
Not with the mad dogs in the house!
Come on, boys.
Let's smash a hippo in half.
What?
We've already gone to the Magic Town House,
and Hypno was there?
But how'd we end up here?
Wait, if we were going to fight Hypno--
Then we're way too dressed up.
Business cas is way more appropriate.
- ♪ You're so good-- ♪ - No!
No one tries on anymore clothes.
None of this makes sense. What happened to Hypno?
Everything is foggy.
Yeah, it's like we all have Raph brain.
Ugh.
Come on, guys, think.
What happened when we went searching for Hypno?
♪ ♪
Man, this place is a maze. Where did he go?
It's a magic town house. Ooh!
I bet he used a secret door. - Ah, trickery--
the science of cowards.
Ah!
Did you guys hear something?
Whoo, I told you!
Is there way they keep all the doves?
♪ ♪
Guys, come on. Stop goofing around.
We got to be careful.
That's it.
This must be some kind of Hypno trap.
Unless... - Ow!
Okay, it's not a dream.
Huh, magic trap. Have to say,
love the magic, so-so on the trap.
Okay, let's get out of here.
I'm sure if we all work together--
Donnie, would you focus?
Sorry, you know if an '80s jam is on,
the rhythm's gonna get me.
Wait that's it!
We're in '80s movie makeover montage!
How do we get out?
What do they do in the movies?
They find that perfect outfit.
You know the one I'm talking about!
The one that just pops and says,
"You might've thought of me as some country bumpkin,
but now with my hair down, I'm awesome!"
This is all wrong.
At the end of the movie,
the hero realizes that it's not about the clothes,
but that they are perfect as they are.
Oh, so you're saying...
I'm saying we're perfect as we are!
Embrace the turtle, baby!
And now cue the heroes breaking the spell.
- ♪ You're so good, good, good ♪
♪ You got the goods ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You're so good, good, good ♪
♪ You got the-- ♪
What the-- It didn't work.
Uh, we must be missing something.
Like what? Donnie, you got any ideas?
Here's an idea--
less talkie talk and more groovy groove.
Oh, wait!
- ♪ You got the goods ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You're so good, good, good ♪
It's the speaker!
all: Kill it!
Huh?
Yeah, baby, we're free!
- Huh? - Oh, man.
- Help! - It came from back there!
There's no doors. Just books.
This is the Magic Town House. It is full of secret passages.
Now watch and learn, boys.
Voilà.
Oh-ho-ho!
I don't care that you're trying to steal my moment.
This place still rules. Oh!
Aah! That's John the Kaiser.
He invented the pinky shuffle.
Hello? Who's there?
Help us! - Ah, Sir John.
Huge fan. Can I get a quick selfie?
Leo, stop! We need to find Hypno!
If you're talking about that thug who smelled of water beast
and amateur magician, he went into that secret vault.
We need to get into that vault!
Just say the password:
Patters-- - No, no, no, no!
I don't want to know.
Okay, boys, let's proceed with caution.
What are we waiting for? Let's go!
Did they just leave us here?
There he is!
Oh, Wellington Sunday.
Hypno, step away from those diaries!
Um, they're journals.
- Whatever. - I was so close.
How did you get out of my ingenious fashion trap?
Did you learn the power of self-love
in order to break free?
We learned the power of smashing
and smashed your stupid speaker.
Get your thick digits off of those precious journals!
You mean the journals that give me the power
to bend reality?
I don't think so.
"Soizlehoizen"!
Another secret door!
What is it with magicians and their hatred of normal doors?
Come on!
♪ ♪
Ooh.
♪ ♪
Ooh!
"Castorena"!
Oof!
Ooh!
- "Vassilaros"! - Aah!
Ow!
♪ ♪
Ooh!
"Delligiannis"!
Ooh! Oof.
Aha--
♪ ♪
Eeh!
Aah!
♪ ♪
Ha! all: Huh?
♪ ♪
- Aah! - What are you doing?
That was Venus De Magic, the Queen of Quick Change.
Sorry, uh, Miss Quick Change.
♪ ♪
Hold on!
I'm not in the right outfit to fight you guys.
This whole thing clashes. Apologies.
- ♪ I like your style, baby, you gotta believe ♪
♪ I think your wild, baby, just like me ♪
♪ You're such a star, I make a wish on you ♪
♪ Near or far, you know just what to do ♪
Nice thinking, Donnie.
Wait, how do you have a copy of his spell?
I record everything.
Wait, what? What else do you have recorded?
Ah, don't worry about it.
- ♪ Good, good, good ♪
All right, let's return those journals.
You got them, right, Leo? - Yes, right.
Already returned them. Safe and sound in the vault.
Let's go home. - Leo, what are you doing?
I wasn't gonna read them.
I just wanted to keep them and maybe snuggle a little bit.
-
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