Will Ryan credited as playing...
Petrie
- Littlefoot: Petrie, do you think you could fly up there and...
- Petrie: No, no!
- Ducky: Petrie, do not feel sad. It is all right. Many things do not fly-- Rocks, trees, sticks, Spike.
- Littlefoot: Cera! it's you! What happened? Why are you so frightened?
- Cera: Frightened? Me?
- [laughs]
- Cera: 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 be with the other three-horns, but I chose to come back to warn you. I met the Sharptooth!
- Petrie: [gasps, then screams] Sharptooth! Ooh!
- [jumps onto Littlefoot's head, frightened]
- Littlefoot: Come on, Cera, Sharptooth 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: [echoing] Dear brave, Cera.
- Cera: Yes. I am brave.
- Littlefoot: [annoyed] Sharptooth is dead!
- Cera: My father told me that flatheads have very small brains.
- Petrie: You've got a nice flat head, Flathead.
- Littlefoot: My name is not Flathead. My name is Littlefoot.
- Petrie: Littlefoot? Hmm.
- Littlefoot: 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!
- Littlefoot: [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!
- Petrie: 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]
- Littlefoot: I guess it is. We can't do it.
- Ducky: Nope. We cannot do that alright.
- Cera: 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'd be hungry FOREVER!
- [groans in despair]
- Littlefoot: Aw Petrie, Cera was wrong. This isn't the Great Valley.
- Ducky: It is not a Great ANYTHING. Nope, nope, nope.
- Littlefoot: Well, we'd better go down and see if there's anything left.
- Littlefoot: Come on. We have to keep going.
- [starts climbing up a rocky hill and looks back for the others]
- Littlefoot: Come on.
- [notices they aren't following him]
- Ducky: Cera's way is easier.
- Petrie: I think so, too.
- [Littlefoot furiously leaves them behind, thinking they've betrayed him, he starts climbing up the wall of rocks]
- Petrie: Oh, Flathead, wait! Ooh! Aah! Ow. No be angry. Wait!
- [the rock he's on crumbles and falls]
- Ducky: Cera, wait for us! We're coming with you, Cera! Cera, Spike, wait!
- Petrie: [as Littlefoot, Ducky and Spike save him from the tar pit] Ducky! Spike! Oh, Petrie am so happy.