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: Let your heart guide you. It whispers so listen closely.
: A tree star. Littlefoot's mother
: It is very special. It will help you grow strong. Wherever you're going, there are so many of these leaves.
[Littlefoot plays with the tree star
] Littlefoot's mother
: Come on. Grandfather
: Ha, ha ha. Littlefoot's mother
: The Great Valley is filled with green food like this. More than you can ever eat, and more fresh cool water than you can ever drink. It is a wonderful beautiful place where we can live happily with many more of our own kind. Littlefoot
: Gee. When will we get there? Littlefoot's mother
: The bright circle must pass over us many times, and we must follow it each day to where it touches the ground.
: Dear, sweet, Littlefoot, do you remember the way to the Great Valley? Littlefoot
: I guess so. But why do I have to know if you're going to be with me? Littlefoot's mother
: I'll be with you. Even if you can't see me. Littlefoot
: What do you mean I can't see you? I can always see you.
: Have you ever seen the Great Valley? Littlefoot's Mother
: No. Littlefoot
: Well, how do you know it's really there? Littlefoot's Mother
: Some things you see with your eyes, others you see with your heart. Littlefoot
: I don't understand, Mother. Littlefoot's Mother
: You will, my son. You will.
: Mother, what's a long neck? Littlefoot's Mother
: Well, that's what we are, dear. Littlefoot
: Oh. Well, why can't I play with that three-horn? We were having fun. Littlefoot's Mother
: Well, we all keep to our own kinds. The three-horns, the spike-tails, the swimmers, the flyers... we never do anything together. Littlefoot
: Why? Littlefoot's Mother
: Well - because we're different. It's always been that way. Littlefoot
: Well, why? Littlefoot's Mother
] Oh, don't worry so much. When we reach the Great Valley, there'll be many, many long necks for you to play with. Littlefoot
] I wish we were there now. Littlefoot's Mother
: Well, it's a long way yet. Past the Great Rock that looks like a long leck, and pass the mountains that burn... still a long way, but we'll get there.
: I'll be in your heart, Littlefoot. Let your heart guide you.
: Littlefoot... Littlefoot... Littlefoot
: Mother! Littlefoot's mother
] Littlefoot... Littlefoot
: Mother... I - I tried to do what you told me, but it's just too hard. I'll never find the Great Valley.