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: Petrie, do not feel sad. It is alright. Many things cannot fly. Rocks, trees, sticks, Spike...
: Don't step on a crack, or you'll fall and break your back.
: Cera, it's you! What happened? Why are you so frightened? Cera
: Frightened? Me?
: Why are you so frightened? Littlefoot
: We're not frightened. Are we? Ducky
: Nope, nope. Cera
: Well, you should be. I was going back to the other three-horns, but I chose to come back to warn you... I met... the Sharp Tooth! Petrie
] Sharp Tooth!
[jumps onto Littlefoot frightened
: Come on, Cera. Sharp Tooth is dead. He fell down into the big underground. Cera
: [in a deeper tone
] And *that's*... where he met me! Ducky
: Oh. Dear brave Cera. Petrie
: Dear brave Cera. Cera
: Yes. I am brave. Littlefoot
] Sharp Tooth is dead! Cera
: My father told me that Flatheads have very small brains!
[Ducky's stomach growls
: My stomach is talking.
: You want to go with me? Ducky
: YEAH! Oh... Oh, yes, yes, yes! I do! I do! Littlefoot
: Alright, come on. But you'll have to keep up. Ducky
: I will keep up. I will.
: Where are we going? Littlefoot
: To the Great Valley. I'm not gonna stop until I find my grandparents.
: [to Petrie on his head
] Are you just gonna stay up there? Petrie
: Yes! Littlefoot
: Well, you can't. You're tearing my tree star! Ducky
: It is very special. Very. His mother gave it to him. She did. Petrie
: Ooh. Mother present. Very important. Ooh, yes. I can save it. I'll let nobody touch it! Ducky
: Yeah, Petrie. You keep it safe. Yep, yep, yep. Littlefoot
: Nope, nope, nope. I'm not a carrier. Get off! You're a flyer, now start flying. Ducky
: Open your wings, Petrie! Open! Open! Petrie
: No! No! I can not do this! Littlefoot
: You can fly! Now open your skinny wings!
: You are a spike-tail... so we will call you Spike!
: Spike, do not stop! We must stay together!
: It's Sharptooth. Littlefoot
: Let's get rid of him once and for all. Ducky
: What will we do? Littlefoot
: Look. We'll coax him to the deep end of the pond. He can't swim with those scrawny arms. Me and Spike will go up and push that big rock on top of his head, and then he'll fall off into the water. Petrie, you whistle when he's just at the right spot, where the water gets dark. Now we need some bait...
[everyone looks at Ducky suspiciously
: Meeee? Oh no. No, no, no. No, no, no, no.
: Up, Petrie! Higher! Higher like a flyer!
: Yep, yep, yep.
: The tree is talking! Littlefoot
: No it isn't. Ducky
: You should not eat talking trees. Nope, nope nope.
: I fly? Ducky
: No, you falled. Petrie
: I FALL? Ducky
: You cannot fly? But how did you get way up there? Petrie
: I climb. Littlefoot
: But you are a flyer, not a faller. Petrie
: Hard thing, to fly.
[imitates a shot down airplane
: I guess it is. We can't do it. Ducky
: Nope. We cannot do that alright.
[Littlefoot had just found the Great Valley
: The Great Valley. Cera! Spike! Ducky! Petrie! Over here!
[the others run in to join Littlefoot
: Littlefoot, you found it! Ducky
: Yep, yep, yep! Littlefoot
: We did it! We did it together!
: Do you smell something? Petrie
: [Ducky's on his head
] I... I smell... I smell... I smell... hmm... Ducky. Ducky
: You smell me? Ha ha!
: Look at what they're doing. They're so greedy. What about me? I'm still hungry! Petrie
: YOU hungry? I'm empty all the way to the top! Now we're at the Great Valley and STILL GOT NO GREEN FOODS! We be hungry FOREVER! Oh... Littlefoot
: Aw Petrie, Cera's wrong. This isn't the Great Valley. Ducky
: It is not a Great ANYTHING. Nope, nope, nope.
: Cera's way is easier. Petrie
: I think so, too.
: How come you not play? Littlefoot
] I'm still thinking about this morning. Except for grandma and grandpa, nobody believes me. Ducky
: We believe you - right Spike?
: Only um - Littlefoot, well, I can see the stone in the fire and the stone is cold. But - how can a stone which is cold be on fire? I do not understand - no, no, no. Littlefoot
: I know it doesn't make much sense - but, I saw what I saw.
: [talking about the stone of cold fire
] Well, me just thinking... Sure wish me see it too.
: Where'd you say it land again? Littlefoot
: Well, it - went over the top of threehorn peak, but kind of off to the side. Oh, what's it matter, we can't go there anyway. Ducky
: Why did you ask Petrie? Petrie
[laughing again and lying
: Oh no reason. Just er - want to know. Cera
: Ha! It's more like your *uncle* wants to know, right Petrie? Petrie
] Yes, no - well, maybe him too - but honest, me...
[Falls down hill
: [Petrie has just tumbled down a hill and crashed into hard pinecones
] Petrie, are you OK? Cera
: No, he's not OK, because it's not OK to tell a lie! Littlefoot
: I'm sorry Petrie, but my grandparents told me to be careful around your uncle. Sometimes he uses his words to fool you. Petrie
: No, you wrong! He not do that! Cera
: I think Pterano is trouble and so are those other fliers he was with. My dad says you can tell a lot about somebody by the quality of his friends. Petrie
: Oh yeah? Well - well then - me in trouble, 'cause my friends act like stinkbugs!
[Flies away weeping
: Petrie, do not go - no, no, no! Cera
: Agh, who cares? Maybe he should just go off with the rest of those stupid old fliers. Littlefoot
: That's, what worries me.
[most of the dinosaurs in the Great Valley are sleeping
: Oh Spike, I cannot sleep.
[Spike asks something to Ducky
: No, I am not hungry. I am worried about Petrie. Friends should not make friends feel so bad, no, no, no. I am going to find Petrie! I am going to make things all better!
: Help! Let me down! Littlefoot
: [Waking up and gasping
] Ducky! Ducky
: I am not a flier!
[when Sierra finally lands on a rock ledge after kidnapping Ducky
: You're not very good at landing, are you? Sierra
: Pipe down or I'll-. Pterano
: Sierra! Show a little self control, will you? Sierra
: Self control my tailbone! I've been putting up with that little whiney voice since we took off!
: No, no no! Yep, yep, yep! It's driving me *nuts* *nuts* *nuts*!
: Look, no-one's coming after us. Maybe we could leave her here and be on our way - yes? Ducky
: Oh I would not do that if I were you, no, no, no. Rhinkus
: Leave you behind? Ducky
: No, stand on the edge.
[Rhinkus on the edge of a rock crevice falls when the edge crumbles
: Told him.
: Well, at least we're all here. I mean - except for, Ducky.
: Oh, poor Ducky. Petrie
: Oh, poor Ducky. Ducky
: Oh, poor me. Petrie
: Ducky? Littlefoot and Cera
: Ducky? Littlefoot
: You're ok! Ducky
: Ooh - yes, yes I am!
[when Ducky has told her friends that Pterano and his friends were the cause of Ducky falling into an underground cave
] Me don't understand why Pterano so mean! Ducky
: Do not feel bad, your uncle was not as mean as the other flyers. Petrie
: He - he not? Ducky
: Oh no, he was very sad when he dropped me, he was, he was.
: Can we go home now? Littlefoot
: No Cera, what about the flyers? And that stone of cold fire? Cera
: Oh that's just some dumb old rock. We have Ducky back, everything is fine. Ducky
: Cera, what if the stone of cold fire really is magic? Then it would be bad if the flyers got it, it would, it would. Spike
: Aha, aha. Cera
: Oh all right - fine! But I still don't know how we're suppossed to catch up with them. Ducky
: Do not worry Cera.
: I suppose you all got the same lecture I did? Petrie
: Me too young to wander far. Ducky
: We are not grown up and should remember it. Littlfoot
: There are many dangers. I should always be careful. Cera
: Don't hang around with longnecks, big faces, and spike tails.
[the others glare at her
: Well, it was... mostly the same lecture.
: Let's play! Let's play! Littlefoot
: Not it! Ducky
: Not it! Cera
: Well, I'm not it. Petrie
: Me not it either. Ducky
: Spike's it!
: That wasn't any fun at all. Ducky
: Yep, yep. No fun at all. Petrie
: Boring. Littlefoot
: So what do you want to do now? Spike
: [very pathetically
] I don't know. Ducky
: I know! I know! We can go to the Sheltering Grass... and play Sharp Tooth Attack!
[Ducky immitates Sharp Tooth as the others laugh
: No way! Not if I have to be the Sharp Tooth again! Petrie
: Hey! Why not Spike be Sharp Tooth?
[Ducky falls into a pit screaming
: Ducky! Cera
: It's all right. I got her. Ducky
: You mean I got you!
: Hello, baby brother or sister.
[Ducky's stomach growls
: My tummy is making it's hungry noise again. Petrie
: My tummy talk too.
: It say, "Feed me."
: Good shot, Ducky! Ducky
: Thank you, Petrie.
: Chomper? What's a Chomper? Ducky
: It is his name, silly.
: We can't keep him, and that's final! Littlfoot
: But Cera, he's just a baby! He needs us. Petrie
: He need me too much! Ducky
: No, Chomper! You cannot eat Petrie! No! Chomper
: Huh? Ducky
: Huh? I said no! Just like my parents! Oh, no no no no no!
: I do not like swarming leaf gobblers. Oh, no, no, no.
: I will miss Cera, Littlefoot and Petrie. Petrie
: Me no miss Ducky. Me no miss Spike neither. Ducky
: Maybe I will not miss you either.
: Me hope they find us before something else does. Ducky
: Something else? Like what?
[they fall into a giant footprint
: Like whatever made this!
: Spike, pay attention. You are supposed to be sad like the rest of us.
: I do not mind finding food. I do not want to be food.
: I am so hungry, my tummy is rumbling. Petrie
: Me hear it. Ducky
: That is not my tummy. That is an earthshake!
: [as everyone's hiding under a rock from the sharp tooth
] I don't think he can reach us. Ducky
: [the sharp tooth lifts the rock
] I do not agree.
: Don't worry, Littlefoot. You're not an influence... whatever that is.
: There they are and look what they found for us. Mutt
] Yeah. Nod
] Yeah! Mutt
: What is it? Hyp
: Hi-yah, hatchlings! Say, "Bye bye, water"! Ducky
: Why? Is it going somewhere? Hyp
: No, but YOU are! Nod
: This is our water now. Mutt
: So give it back! Petrie
: Give back? But it already in my tummy. Ducky
: But do you not want to share? Hyp
: We don't share with anybody, do we? Mutt
: Uh, no. Nuh-uh! Nod
: Nobody. Hyp
: So I'm warning you, small fries, if you tell anybody else about this water, you'll be very, very, sorry! Littlefoot
: We're telling and you better not try and stop us.
: Petrie, you are a flyer, not a swimmer.
: I do not like Sharpteeth, oh no. Their teeth are too sharp.
: I have just one question: do we have to go through the swamp again?
: What are you guys doing here? Ducky
: Running away!
: And I can still remember the day when Dinah said her first words... or was it Dana? 'Shiny peepeye no-no'. Whatever that means Ducky
: It is simple. That means 'the bright circle is shining in my eyes and it hurts'. Cera
: Huh? How do you know that? Ducky
: I am also a twin. Twenty seven of us hatched at the same time. Cera
: Really? Well... what does 'no-no Grampy three-dee grr' mean? Ducky
: That means 'Do not make Grandpa Three-Horn mad'. Cera
: Are you sure about that one? Ducky
: No. But it is good advice just the same.
: That sure doesn't feel like a tree trunk. Petrie
: It no look like a tree trunk either. Ducky
: And it does not sound like a tree trunk. No, no, no!
: Where is Littlefoot? Cera
: He's probably out playing with what's-her-name. Ducky
: Her name is not What's-her-name, Cera. It is Ali.