The Land Before Time XI: Invasion of the Tinysauruses/Transcript

Narrator: Our vast universe is filled with objects of incredible size, objects separated by distances to great measure. But it's also made up of many millions of particles for too small to see. And these tiny things are just as important to life as the large ones. Many eons ago, dinosaurs ruled our planet. Most of them were huge. But among these giants lived tiny creatures. Dinosaurs the size of kittens. In a world of such immense creatures, something so small could easily be overlooked. But small things can be very important. The dinosaurs of the Great Valley knew that. Especially when that small thing was a tasty flower which bloomed only once in a great while.
Ducky: [sighs] They look so pretty!
Petrie: [sniffing] And they smell so good!
Littlefoot: But mostly, they taste so great.
Ducky: They look all ripe and ready to me!
Spike: Mm-hmm.
Ducky: [repeated line] Yep, yep, yep! [jumping on Spike]
Petrie: Me think so, too!
Ducky: I say we eat one. [tries to get a flower]
Littlefoot: Ducky, no! Wait!
Ducky: [falls to the ground] Why did you do that?
Littlefoot: Come on, you know the rules. Everybody has to wait until nibbling day. Then we all come here together, and we take turns and we all get a tree-sweet. That's the way we always do it. It's the only fair way to make sure everybody gets a... Spike, don't!
Littlefoot: You've got to wait, too.
Petrie: Me get what you say about being fair and all, but me thinking all the time, all the time thinking! And me think this! If me fly up to tippy-tippy top of tree-sweet tree and take tree-sweets from tree for me and you three, then we okay, see?
Littlefoot: Say that again?
Petrie: Uh... No. Me just get them. [flies up] Ooh! Lots of good ones up top. Okey-dokey, here me go. [flies down]
Cera's Dad: What are you doing there?
[Petrie screams and starts to fall. Cera laughs.]
Cera's Dad: I ask you a question, young one. What were you up to?
Petrie: [gulping] Me? Oh, oh, me. Uh, me think me see flying pointy-bottom stinger up on tree-sweet so me trying to chase him off.
Cera's Dad: Well, all right then.
Cera's Dad: Everyone in the valley is waiting for a taste of those tree-sweets. They've been waiting a lomg time and I don't want any of them to be disappointed. That's why I've made it my job to pay attention to every single little morsel on that tree. And if even one of them disappears, I'll know it. Understand?
Cera: He caught you so bad! Looks like you'll have to wait until nibbling day after all. And we all know who gets the first tree-sweet on nibbling day.
Littlefoot: Yeah! Why is that, anyway?
Cera: 'Cause I was the first one to find the tree-sweet tree. Everyone knows that.
Ducky: That is not how I remember it. Nope, nope, nope.
Petrie: Me remember, too. It was the first time us ever saw the tree-sweet tree.
Littlefoot: [runs to the tree] Hey, guys, come look what I found! [tries to get a flower]
Cera: Hey, what's this?
Littlefoot: That's right! That's exactly how it happened.
Cera: Humph, yeah, I guess you're right. Littlefoot should have had the first tree-sweet, he was just too little. [walks away]
Littlefoot: Huh? What?
Cera: I don't mean little, exactly, you know, short, small, whatever.
Littlefoot: You... You think I'm small?
Cera: Come on! Don't take it so personally. I'm just saying you're not exactly normal sized for a longneck, are you?
Littlefoot: I'm... I'm still growing.
Cera: Oh, is that what's happening? It's taking a while, isn't it? [walks away] So long, Littlefoot!
Ducky: Do not worry, Little... Um, you will grow. Someday.
Petrie: Me think so, too. Probably.
Littlefoot: Yeah, thanks. [walks away] See ya later.
Petrie: [offscreen] Way to go, Ducky!
Ducky: [offscreen] I didn't mean to!
Tria: Topsy?
Cera's Dad: Huh?
Tria: Is that really you? Topsy, it is you!
Cera's Dad: Tria?
Tria: [nods] Mm-hmm.
Cera's Dad: [stammering] When did you... I mean, how, how did... I mean... [giggling]
Tria: Why, Topsy, you haven't changed a bit. Still the handsomest thing with three horns.
Cera's Dad: I'm hooked.
Tria: [walks by Cera's Dad] Yep, the same old Topsy.
Cera: That Littlefoot! Imagine! Telling me I don't get the first tree-sweet. 
Cera's Dad: Of course you get the first tree-sweet.
Cera: Daddy?
Tria: [laughing] You'd do that for little old me?
Cera's Dad: [laughing] Well, sure I would! I'd...
Cera: Dad? Is that you?
Cera's Dad: Yeah, great, so, um... [to Tria, whispering] So why don't we get together later?
Tria: Whatever you say, good-lookin'.
Cera: Daddy?
Cera's Dad: Cera! Uh, what a surprise.
Cera: Who were you talking to just now?
Cera's Dad: Talking to? Why, uh... [stammering] Hey, you know what we haven't done in a long time? Gone to the watering hole together, huh? Huh? Uh... What do you say? Just you and me? Family time.
Cera: Okay. Sure, I guess.
[they both walk down, then cut to Grandpa and Littlefoot]
Littlefoot: "Too little." "Small one!" For now maybe, but one of these days...
Grandpa: [helps Littlefoot] Here, Littlefoot, would you like a ride?
Littlefoot: What's the matter? You think I'm too small or something? Can't make it on my own?
Grandpa: [chuckling] Why, no, Littlefoot. That's not it at all.
[Grandma appears]
Littlefoot: Well, you'd be right. I am small.
Grandpa: Perhaps for now. But you'll grow!
Grandma: Of course, you will, Littlefoot. Just think how big your dad is, and your grandfather. Why, he was once your size and look at him now.
Littlefoot: He was? You were?
Grandpa: Yes. Yes, Littlefoot, I was. Just your very size.
Grandma: Not by your age, of course.
Grandpa: Err... Well, no. By your age, I had grown.
Littlefoot: Thanks. [walks away by Grandpa and Grandma]
Grandpa: And so will you! You'll grow! I promise. [sighs]
Littlefoot: Maybe they're right. Uh, maybe they're all right. Maybe I am small. But I'm big enough to get the first tree-sweet!
[Littelfoot goes to the tree and tries to get a flower]
Littlefoot: Come on! You can do it! Oh, yeah, I got you now! Almost there!
[He leaned to far and falls, causing all the flowers to fall. by now, the tree is now flowerless with ugly branches.]
Littlefoot: Oh, no!
[The last flower petal falls. After the flowers have fallen, Littlefoot regain conciousness to see a small green creature.]
Littlefoot: Huh?
[The creautre walks to Littlefoot and snatches the flower out of Littelfoot's nose and eats it. Littlefoot screamed, causing all the tiny creatures to run away. All of the flowers are all gone. Seeing the Triceratops, Littlefoot ran away.]
Tria: Did you hear something?
Cera's Dad: Just a flier.
Tria: If you say so, big fella. But it sure sounded to me like somebody screamed.
Cera's Dad: Nah, what would anybody have to scream about on a beautiful day like today.
Grandma: What was that?
Grandpa: [sighs] Mr. Three-horn again.
Grandma: But what's wrong?
Grandpa: I don't know, but I'm sure he'll tell us.
[later on.]
Petrie: So, Cera, are you mad you're not going to get the first bite of tree-sweets?
Cera: [to Petrie] Whlat do you think?
Petrie: [shakes his head] Uh, yes?
Cera's Dad: [offscreen] Have you ever seen such a sad sight? All those tree-sweets near the peek of their flavor perfection, gone! But that's not the saddest part. The worst of it is that someone here took them!
[Everyone gasps]
Cera's Dad: That's right! Someone here stole from you! Because of them, you won't get a tree-sweet.
Tria: Well, I was sure looking forward to eating one of those tree-sweets, because... Well, because, Topsy here promised me the very first one. Didn't you, handsome?
[Cera's Dad clears throat]
Petrie: Did her say Topsy? Ewww!
[Cera kicks Petrie, causing him to bump into Littlefoot.]
Petrie: What's the matter with...
Littlefoot: I didn't do it! You hear me? I didn't do it! [gasping] Uh...
[Everyone took notice of Littlefoot as Tria steps up.]
Tria: Hey, I know you. I saw you running away. When Topsy and I found the tree-sweets gone.
Cera's Dad: Well, what do you have to say for yourself, huh?
Littlefoot: Okay, okay. I was here. But I didn't eat the tree-sweets. I didn't, I swear it!
Cera: Oh, yeah? Then who did?
Littlefoot: The little ones, that's who! Little Longnecks. I saw 'em with my own eyes. They were only about this tall.
Female: What's he talking about?
Littlefoot: It's true! And they eat all the tree-sweets. Ate them right off the tree! I came walking alomg and saw them. I was so surprised, I screamed.
[they all gasp]
Littlefoot: And then I ran away to, uh... You know, to go find help. But I guess Mr. Threehorn came along right then, and he saw for himself. And then he screamed.
Cera's Dad: Shouted, not screamed.
Littlefoot: Okay, yeah, shouted.
Petrie: So, wait. You saying the tree-sweets all get ate by little bitty longnecks 'bout this big?
Littlefoot: Yeah!
[There was a pause, and then everyone started laughing,]
Cera: Nice try! You are in so much trouble!
[Everyone continued laughing but then Cera's dad saw a small bitten flower petal]
Cera's Dad: Oh! He's telling the truth! Look! Those bite marks were made by something really small. Even smaller than Littlefoot.
Tria: Topsy's right!
Petrie: Me sorry me no believe you.
Cera's Dad: But this is terrible news. Our valley, infested with tiny pests who creep and crawl around under our very snout, eating our food! [snorts] Disgusting!
Clubtail: Little things are awful. I hate 'em!
[ "Creepy Crawlies" begins]
Cera's Dad: [singing] Creepy crawlies.
Ducky's Mom: [singing] Creepy crawlies.
Both: [singing] Everybody hates those little creepy crawlies.
Tria: [singing] They tickle and they bite.
Ducky's Mom: Ooh!
Petrie's Mom: [singing] They sneak around at night.
Tria: Ooh.
Cera's Dad: [singing] Everything about thrm is just not right.
All: [singing] Those little creepy crawlies, creepy crawlies.
Clubtail: [singing] Icky sticky.
Ducky's Mom: [singing] Tiny spiny.
All: [singing] Creepy crawlies.
Clubtail: [singing] They nibble on your ears...
Petrie's Mom: [singing] Ouch!
Tria: [singing] ...and in-between your toes.
Clubtail: [singing] No!
Cera's Dad: [singing] They eat all your food out from under your nose.
All: [singing] Those awful creepy crawlies.
Tria: [singing] They might, be smart.
Cera's Dad: [singing] They might be dumb.
Rainbow Face: [singing] We don't know what they look like.
Petrie's Mom: [singing] Or where they're from.
Tria: [singing] The only thing we know is they're different from us.
Cera's Dad: [singing] And anything that's different is dangerous.
All: [singing] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Creepy crawlies, creepy crawlies. The world's a better place without those creepy crawlies.
Grandpa: [singing] But every living thing has a role to play.
Grandma: [singing] They might be nice.
Clubtail: [singing] No sir!
Cera's Dad: [singing] No way!
Both: [singing] Not icky, sticky. Tiny spiny.
Tria: [singing] Nitsy.
Petrie's Mom: [singing] Gnasty.
Cera's Dad: [singing] Smash 'em flasty.
All: [singing] Creepy crawlies. Eww!
Cera's Dad: Of course, you know what we all have to do. We have to hunt them down and exterminate them!
Male: Let's get 'em!
Grandpa: Wait! Wait, everyone, please! Let's not get carried away. These little creatures whoever they are, have as much right to be here as we do. And they have as much right to eat the tree-sweets.
Cera's Dad: Then it's settled. We'll rid the valley of this threat. Who wants to search where?
Ducky: Spike and I will search together and we will find the little ones first. [repeated line] Yep, yep, yep.
Petrie: Oh, yeah? Well, me a flier, so me look from sky. Me find them before you!
Ducky: Come on, Spike, let us hurry.
Littlefoot: [offscreen] Cera, what's wrong?
Tria: Why don't I go with you, Topsy?
Cera's Dad: All right, but we have to be careful.
Cera's Dad: Oh, Cera. Oh, uh... Would you like to search with me? We, um... We need to talk.
Tria: Topsy, come on!
Cera: Go talk with her! I'm hunting with Littlefoot.
Cera's Dad: Cera! Cera!
Cera: Littlefoot, let's go!
[The reprise of "Creepy Crawlies" begins]
Ducky: [singing] Creepy crawlies, creepy crawlies. It is so much fun to look for creepy crawlies. Searching all around our noses to the ground hoping that the little creatures can be found. Those little...
Petrie: [singing] Creepy crawlies, creepy crawlies. Me will be the one to find those creepy crawlies. Me flying very high with such a sharply eye. Nothing can escape the looker in the sky not even creepy crawlies.
Ducky: [singing] Creepy crawlies.
Petrie: [singing] Creepy...
Ducky: [singing] Creepy...
Petrie: [singing] Crawlies.
Ducky: [singing] Crawlies.
Petrie: [singing] Creepy...
Ducky: [singing] Crawlies.
Petrie: [singing] Creepy...
Ducky: [singing] Creepy...
Both: [singing] Crawlies.
Cera's Dad: Remember, these things are small and fast. Keep your head to the ground and your eyes open.
Longneck: Huh? [looks at a tail] Hey, you! Come back here! Hold it right there, buster, you're in big trouble! Hey, I said stop!
*
Ducky: No tiny Longnecks there. [touches a leaf] Nope, nope, nope. Searching for the little ones is kinda fun.
Spike: [continues eating the leaves] Mm-hmm.
Ducky: Hmm.
Ducky: I do not think grown-ups are too good at it, though.
Longneck: Come back here! Get over here!
Ducky: And I do not think Petrie will see anything from up there, either.
Petrie: Nothing escape the looker in the sky. Me see everything, me know everything. [flies around] Me swoop down on tree-sweets stealers and... [gasping] Me see one! Teeny little longneck! [flies down] Here come looker in the sky! [flies down faster, cackling] Hold it right there, you tree-sweet stealer! [lands on Grandpa, falling down]
Grandpa: Petrie, are you all right?
Petrie: [getting up, blubbering] Me okay. But you look way lot littler from up there. [lays down]
[cut to Littlefoot and Cera]
Littlefoot: And they swarmed all over the tree. [looks at a hole] Just like a big bunch of underground creepy crawlers! [looks at a bug] Only a lot bigger, and...
Cera: Okay, okay! Nobody really cares. [walks away]
Littlefoot: Hey, who was that with your dad, anyway? They sure looked friendly.
Cera: Humph.
Littlefoot: Have you known her long? [walks down] Hey, you think maybe he likes her? Is she gonna be her new mom?
[Cera growls at Littlefoot]
Littlefoot: Hey!
Cera: No! Are you crazy? No! No! No!
Littlefoot: Sorry. I was only asking.
Cera: Well, don't ever ask again! Humph!
Littlefoot: Yeah, okay, sure.
[Cera walks away]
Littlefoot: [to Cera] Um, you wanna look for tiny longnecks now?
Cera: No!
Littlefoot: Sort of a waste of time anyway. How do you find something that little in a valley this big?
[He didn't notice that he fell into a hole.]
Littlefoot: Oh, great. Help! Cera!
 ???: [muffled voice] Would you get up, please?
Littlefoot: Huh? Huh?
 ???: Do you mind? I can't breathe!
[Littlefoot notice he was sitting on someone and moves away.]
???: Ahh! That's better.
[Littlefoot screams at the creature and runs away.]
??? Hmm. Was it something I said?
Tria: Oh, Topsy, you say the silliest things.
Cera: Well? Find any tiny longnecks up there?
Cera's Dad: [stammers] Cera! [continues stammering] Hi, honey!
Cera: Hi.
Cera's Dad: Cera, here's somebody I've been wanting you to meet. She just migrated here after the cold time and, well... [chuckling] The funniest thing, we know each other! Oh, from a long time ago, I was a wild young fella and she was the cutest...
Tria: Cut it out!
[they both giggle]
Cera's Dad: But, so, um, anyway, her name's Tria.
Tria: [walks to Cera] Hello, Cera. Topsy's told me so much about you.
Cera: Funny, he hasn't told me anything about you! [walks away by Cera's Dad and Tria]
Cera's Dad: That went well.
[cut back to cave with Littlefoot, running away,. he falls again until he came face to a small green longneck. He looked and saw that there were more of them. Littlefoot tried to run only to hit on a stoned wall.
Skitter: [to Littlefoot] Don't run away again.
Littlefoot: [whimpering] You're not going to do anything to me?
[the Tinysauruses laugh]
Skitter: What could we do to somebody as big as you?
Lizzie: Yeah, you're gigantic!
Littlefoot: Hey! That's right! I am big, aren't I? Yeah, I'm big! I am big!
Skitter: Do you remember me?
Littlefoot: Uh... Should I?
Skitter: Sure. I ate a tree-sweet off your nose. It was sorta icky, but good! I stood right on top of you!
Littlefoot: Sorry, not me.
Skitter: You sure? 'Cause I coulda sworn...
Littlefoot: Nope. Different longneck. We all kinda look alike, so it's a natural mistake.
Skitter: Okay, if you say so. Anyway, my name's Skitter.
Littlefoot: Nice to meet you. They call me Littlefoot.
Skitter: You've got to be kidding.
[they all laugh, then Littlefoot laughs]
Skitter: Hey, meet my friends. This is Rocky and his twin sister Dusty.
Dusty: No, I'm Rocky and she's...
Rocky: Dusty!
Skitter: Sorry. Anyway, this is Lizzie.
Lizzie: Hi.
Skitter: And over there's Chatter, and there's...
Big Daddy: [offscreen] Skitter! Lizzy! Where are you kids?
Skitter: Better hide, that's Big Daddy!
Littlefoot: Big Daddy?
Big Daddy: Do you kids hear me when I'm talking to you?
[Littlefoot runs away]
Big Daddy: You kids might as well come out. I'll find you sooner or later.
All: Yes, sir. Yes, Dad. Okay. Sorry.
Littlefoot: Yes, sir.
[Big Daddy faints.]
Littlefoot: [to Big Daddy] You okay?
[Later]
Big Daddy: You!
Littlefoot: [stammering] Me?
Big Daddy: You told them about us, didn't you? You told the big ones.
Skitter: No, Big Daddy, it wasn't him. I made the same mistake. It was somebody who looks like him.
Dusty: Hey, maybe he's a...
Rocky: Twin!
Big Daddy: Well... [groaning] If you kids say so. But you know better than to bring a big one here! Lizzie, I'm ashamed of you! My own daughter!
Lizzie: But, Daddy...
Littlefoot: Sir, um... They didn't bring me here. I sort of fell in.
Big Daddy: Oh... [chuckling] Nobody's fault then. [chuckling, walking away] Well, I guess that's it, we're moving!
[the tiny longnecks complain]
Big Daddy: Kids, we've got to go. They found us.
Littlefoot: They haven't found you. I'm the only one. And I won't tell.
Big Daddy: It doesn't matter. We have to go anyway. Your folks are looking everywhere for us. We can't even sneak out at night to find food.
Skitter: It's true. We're awful hungry.
Littlefoot: [gasping] Maybe I could help. I'll be back.
[???]
Rocky: Hey, Littlefoot did it!
Skitter: I told you he would.
[???]
Littlefoot: [to the Tinysauruses] Night, guys.
Lizzie: Bye, Littlefoot. Thanks!
[Littlefoot sleeps]
Petrie: There he is! But why he still sleeping?
Ducky: Littlefoot, get up!
Petrie: Get up, get up, get up! The little longnecks have striked again!
Littlefoot: What?
Petrie: Whoa!
Cera's Dad: Thieves in the night, that's what they are! They don't eat only tree-sweets, but tree stars as well. And they even strike while we're asleep! We must find them!
Cera's Dad: Let's form some search teams!
Tria: He's really something, isn't he? Strong and commanding... And cute.
Cera: You don't know anything about him!
Tria: I used to, back when we were younger. I'd like to get to know him again, like to get to know you, too.
Cera: Yeah? Well, don't hold your breath!
Petrie: Cera, come hunt with us.
Ducky: Your dad says whoever finds the little longnecks first will get a special treat.
Petrie: Uh-huh.
Cera: Yeah? Like what?
Ducky: I do not know exactly, but old Topsy says...
Cera: [rams Ducky] Don't ever call my dad that again! Got it?
Ducky: Yup. 
Petrie: So, is she gonna go with us or what?
Littlefoot: Hey... Uh... What's that over there?
Ducky: I think I see something. [to Cera and Spike] Come on! Follow me!
Ducky: Aw, it is not them.
Ducky: Ow! Whatever it is, it bites.
Skitter: Thank you!
Cera's Dad: [to Cera] Cera, are you awake? Look, I'm... I... I... I don't... I, um... It's just that... [groans] This is so much harder than yelling. Look, Tria's an old friend, and she doesn't have anyone. She needs protection, and she's really nice. She... Well, she likes me. And I like her.
Cera: [gets up] But I want things back the way they were before, when you didn't like anybody and nobody liked you!
Cera's Dad: I don't think things are ever going to be that way again.
Cera: Tria! [mocking] Tria! [kicks some rocks] What kind of dopey name is that anyway? Huh?
[Cera suddenly notices Littlefoot in a distance.]
Cera: Hmm. He's up to something. And I'm gonna find out what!
[Later, Cera heads over to Ducky and Spike's nest and wake them up.]
Ducky: I did not call your dad, Topsy, I promise!
Cera: [groaning] Shh! Come on. And bring Spike.
Ducky: Petrie, wake up!
Petrie: What is matter with you?
Ducky: Cera was wondering if you could come down.
Petrie: Well... Me think... Me have no choice!
Cera: [looks at Littlefoot] What do you think he's doing? Taking a snack to Grandpa and Grandma?
[Spike yawns]
Petrie: Maybe he gather tree stars in his sleep.
Ducky: I do not care. Nope, nope... [yawning] Nope.
Cera: Well, it's better than looking for little creatures who probably don't even exist. Come on!
Petrie: Where he go?
Cera: He can't move that fast.
Skitter: Not again!
[Cera falls down in the cave, then the Tinysauruses run away. Spike, Ducky and Petrie fell in too.]
Big Daddy: We expecting anybody else to drop in tonight?
Petrie: We found 'em.
Ducky: These are sneaky, mean, little longnecks?
Both: Whoa!
[Skitter groans,]
Cera: Excuse me. Whoa, you are short, aren't you?
Skitter: I used to be taller.
Petrie: We gotta go tell grown-ups quick so we can be the first and get the special treat!
Ducky: [repeated line, gasping] Yep, yep, yep!
Spike: Uh-huh, uh-huh!
Littlefoot: Don't do it, guys! Don't tell on them!
Cera: Don't worry, we won't!
Big Daddy: Just how big of a fool do you take me for?
Cera: Uh, not very?
Petrie: But, Tops... Uh, me mean, Cera's dad, he wanna hear all about it.
Cera: That's right! That's exactly why we're not gonna tell him.
Littlefoot: You mean it? [stammering] Won't your dad get mad?
Cera: What do I care if they eat the tree-sweets? I wasn't going to get the first one anyway.
Ducky: There is something going on between Cera and Topsy that I do not understand.
Cera: You don't have to worry about us, we won't give you away.
Big Daddy: You know what, young lady? I believe you.
[they all cheer]
Petrie: Me no think they look so sneaky and mean after all.
Skitter: You want us to show you some of our secret places?
Petrie: Uh-huh!
Littlefoot: Sure!
Big Daddy: I would normally say no, but you're gonna do it anyway, so I might as well save myself that effort.
Skitter: Come on!
Petrie: Come on, Spike!
[Spike licks Big Daddy]
Lizzie: [to Cera] So your dad gets mad a LOT?
Cera: Oh, yeah!
Lizzie: Mine, too. [looks around]
Cera: Sound like we've got something in common.
Big Daddy: Hmm, can't be too careful... Raining big ones around here.
Littlefoot: Who wants a ride?
Dusty: Hey, come on! Follow the leader!
Rocky: Come on, come on, come on! Let's go!
Ducky: Come on, move it, Spike!
Cera: Come on, Lizzie.
[Later, Cera and Lizzie are talking to each other.]
Lizzie: So your dad's pretty grumpy too, huh?
Cera: Yeah! He really drives me crazy sometimes. He can't take a joke for one thing.
Lizzie: [laughing] Neither can mine! No sense of humor at all!
Cera: It's funny though, he always gets the craziest when he thinks I'm in trouble.
Lizzie: [gasping] Same with my dad! He got so mad when we made friends with Littlefoot. I think he was just scared for us.
[they both sigh, then "Girls and Dads" begins,]
Cera: [singing] Dads can be a problem, dads can be a pain. They always act just like they think you've got no brain. Something they're enough to drive a girl insane. Whoa... Oh, dads!
All: [singing] Oh, dads!
Lizzie: [singing] They treat you like a baby, like you're so small you'll break, and then they scream and yell when you make.
All: [singing] One mistake. Yeah, yeah, yeah. All their rules are more than any girl can take.
Both: [singing] Oh... Oh, dads!
Cera: [singing] Big dads, small dads, I guess it goes for all dads. They drive you crazy every single day.
All: [singing] So crazy!
Lizzie: [singing] Fat dads, skinny dads, even little mini dads.
Both: [singing] But you gotta love 'em.
All: [singing] Anyway...
Both: [singing] You know its 'cause they love you, they only want what's best, the way they fuss and worry could make a girl depressed.
Lizzie: [singing] You wanna tell them, "Dad, please."
Cera: [singing] "Give it a rest!"
Both: [singing] Oh. Hey, dad!
All: [singing] Hey, dad!
Cera: [singing] Ya make me wanna holler.
Lizzie: [singing] Ya make me wanna shout.
Both: [singing] Find somebody else that you can worry about!
All: [singing] Please, please, please. Oh.
All: [singing] Please!
Both: [singing] Don't be such a...
All: [singing] Dad. Please, dad. Don't be such a dad.
Both: [singing] Please dad...
All: [singing] Please, please, please. Dad.
Lizzie: [kicks a rock] I know my dad wants the best for me, but sometimes they think he worries about me too much. I wish he had someone else to worry about. Or maybe someone to help him worry about me. You know what I mean? Someome like... Well...
Cera: Yeah, I know exactly what you mean.
Ducky: Spike, go! [pushes Spike and Petrie]
Littlefoot: See you guys tonight.
Ducky: We will bring lots to eat. [repeated line, climbing up] Yep, yep, yep.
Petrie: If Spike no eat it. [flies out of the hole]
Cera: Don't worry. Your secret's safe with you. [winks]
Lizzie: Bye, Cera. Don't worry so much, Daddy. We can trust them. Especially Cera.
Big Daddy: I hope you're right, Lizzie. But there's one thing you've got to remeber about the big ones. Just because they're bigger, they think that makes them more important. And sometimes they forget about the little details. Like us.
Grandma: Wake up, Littlefoot. The great circle is already rising in the sky.
Littlefoot: Oh, gosh, so soon?
Ducky's Mom: Are you two sure you feel okay this morning?
Ducky: Uh... We are fine. Just... Fine. [repeated line] Yep... Yep... Yep.
Petrie's Mom: Be careful, Petrie.
Tria: Cera? Are you okay, honey? You look beat.
Cera: I'm fine.
Tria: Look, Cera, I have tried every way I know to be nice to you but you've shrugged me off. Fine, I'm a big girl, I can take it. But I like your dad. I always did and he likes me. And I think we're good for each other, and I could be good for you, too, if you'd let me. I could be someone who'd help your dad worry about you, you know? I was hoping we could be friends, but I guess that's up to you. 
Cera: Tria, wait! Maybe we could give it a try... Being friends.
Lizzie: [to Skitter] You think they'll come back tonight?
Skitter: Sure. Littlefoot said they would. Don't you trust him?
Lizzie: Mm-hmm.
Petrie: Hey, guys, wait up! Tonight, me tickle Rocky. See how he likes it.
Littlefoot: First we have to find the best tree stars to take them.
Cera's Dad: Where do you kids think you're going this time of night?
Cera: I don't know, Daddy. Where do you think you're going?
Cera's Dad: [stammering] Who, me? Well, honey, I'm... I'm... I'm just, uh... I'm on guard duty, that's what! Too big a job to leave anybody else, what with all the tree stars disappearing around here. You kids get back to bed. It's not safe for you to be wandering around with all those tiny longnecks on the loose.
Cera: Oh, Daddy, they wouldn't hurt anybody.
Cera's Dad: How do you know?
Cera: Oh, I mean, well, why would they? We're so much bigger than they are.
Cera's Dad: It's the little ones you have to worry about. Now, shoo!
Cera's Dad: Skedaddle. Back home, all of you. Don't let me catch you out this late again. Now, move!
Skitter: Lizzie, where are you going? Lizzie! This is bad, this is really bad!
Cera's Dad: Halt. Who goes there?
Tria: [walks by Cera's Dad, laughing] Shh, it's just me, Topsy.
Cera's Dad: Well, Tria! Now, I'm going to tell you what I told Cera. It's not safe for you to be out here with all these little creatures wandering around.
Tria: Oh, come on, Topsy, loose up. Live a little. Admit it, you're glad to see me.
Cera's Dad: Well, I... Of course I'm glad, but, uh... But I'm on duty.
Tria: [sighs, walking away] Oh, well. You can't blame a girl for trying. Walk me back?
Cera's Dad: Oh, okay. No, I can't do it! It's my job to stay here and look for those little...
[Lizzie appears,]
Tria: Oh, it's so cute!
Skitter: Lizzie! [knocks Lizzie] Oh!
Cera's Dad: You little... I'll teach you! You tree-sweet stealers! Come back here!
Tria: Topsy, leave them alone!
[Cera's dad started to chase the tiny longnecks but they escaped into the hole. ]
Tria: [to Cera's Dad] Did they get away?
Cera's Dad: For now! [shakes the dirt off]
Tria: Good!
Cera's Dad: But we know where to find them.
[Later, all of the dinosaurs are given at a meeting]
Cera's Dad: And though I gave chase, the vicious little vermin narrowly escaped, but I found their lair!
[they all cheer]
Cera's Dad: Now we can return to their hideout and rid the Great Valley of this scourge FOREVER!
Littlefoot: Oh, no!
Tria: No, they're not like he said!
Cera's Dad: What?!
Tria: Sure they're little, but they're cute! And frightened! We should just... leave them alone!
Cera's Dad: If you don't know what you're talking about, you shouldn't talk at all.
Tria: What?
Clubtail: I say we go to their hideout and seal it up with rocks!
[Everyone agrees and leaves]
Grandpa: Everyone, please, we should talk this over. Please, listen to me!
Littlefoot: Grandpa, we've got to stop them.
Grandpa: Yes. Yes, Littlefoot, but how?
Littlefoot: I know how.
Dinosaur: There is it, right there. That's the place.
Clubtail: Come on, keep pushing. Keep pushing.
Littlefoot: Please, listen to me. Everyone, please!
[But the dinosaurs didn't hear him. Littelfoot makes his way to the top of the mountain.]
Littlefoot: Stop, please! You're making a big mistake! I'M the one who took all the tree-sweets off the tree-sweet tree.
Cera's Dad: Huh?
Dinosaurs: What? What are you talking about?
[All of the dinosaurs stared at him confused.]
Tria: What'd he say?
Male: What is he saying?
Littlefoot: [gulps] I didn't mean to. The tiny Longnecks ate the tree-sweets. But they wouldn't have if I hadn't knocked them all off the tree. I was gonna tell the truth. But when I saw how mad everybody was, I got scared. So I blamed everything on the tiny Longnecks.
[they all gasp]
Big Daddy: Do you still trust the big ones now?
Littlefoot: Anyway, I know now that they're nice. They're really nice. And I... [sighs] I'm sorry.
Grandpa: [sighs] Ah, well, I suggest we all just go home and leave these little creatures in peace.
[they all agree]
Petrie's Mom: Yeah.
Cera's Dad: Come on, let's go.
[Everyone begins to leave. Tria was mad at Cera's Dad and leaves. Littlefoot's friends also left too because Littlefoot lied to them.]
Grandpa: Well, come, little one. Time for sleep.
[They began to leave. They look back as the massive boulder Cera's dad and Mr Clubtail and pushed started to break off the cliff, followed by the other rocks that came crashing down on the hole.]
Grandma: [gasping] Oh, no!
[The Tinysauruses scream, and ran to avoid the rocks.]
Grandma: Oh, the poor little things!
Grandpa: I'm sorry, Littlefoot.
[Littlefoot sniffs sadly then they begin to leave. "If Only" begins]
Littlefoot: [singing] If only I could start all over, and take things back somehow, I wouldn't have lied or tried to hide. If I knew then what I know now. If I did something wrong, I'd own up even if I was afraid. Now my friends are sad 'cause of the mess I made.
Grandpa: [singing] Strange, how little things like lies keep growing taller until one day, you lose your way and troubles get bigger while you get smaller.
Littlefoot: [singing] If I could get it right the first time, I'd never have to make mistakes.
Grandpa: [singing] But then you'd never grow, and never know the courage living takes, if only you remember to think your heart why then, you'll never have to say "If only".
Littlefoot: [singing] I'll never have to say "If only".
All: [singing] You'll. I'll never have to say "If only" again.
Littlefoot: [singing] If only.
[Deep underground.]
Skitter: I don't recognize this tunnel at all.
Big Daddy: Hmm, it must have just been created by the big rockfalls that closed our way out.
Rocky: Which way...
Dusty: Do we go?
Big Daddy: [looks around] This way! [walks away]
Lizzie: But this will take away from Cera and the others.
Big Daddy: [sighs] That's the whole idea. [walks away]
[The tiny longnecks follow Big Daddy to the path. On the surface we cut to Littlefoot who found Ducky, Spike and Petrie. ]
Littlefoot: Hi, guys.
[they all look at Littlefoot still angry at him.]
Littlefoot: Are you really that mad at me? Well, why? I mean, I can understand the grown-ups and the tiny longnecks. But why are you guys mad?
Ducky: I do not know if I can sit all like I hear it in my head.
Petrie: Me, neither. Me mad, but hard to tell why.
[Spike nods]
Ducky: I will try if you want.
Petrie: Me, too.
Littlefoot: Well, okay, go ahead, I guess.
Ducky: You messed up the tree-sweets tree, so I did not get any tree-sweets, and neither did anybody else.
Spike: [nods] Uh-huh.
Petrie: You make friends with tiny ones, but you make everybody mad at them, so they unhappy now, too. So why you make friends with them in the firstest place?
Spike: [nods again] Uh-huh.
Ducky: You made the grown-ups so mad that they knocked rocks down on the tiny little longnecks. So they are now covered up with rocks, and I do not think that is fair, either.
Petrie: [grumbling] Plus, Spike eated all the bestest tree stars me found this morning.
Spike: [nods] Uh-huh.
Littlefoot: I didn't do that. Spike did.
Spike: Huh?
Petrie: In that case, me done. [turns away]
Ducky: I am done, too.
Spike: Uh-huh.
Littlefoot: For folks who didn't think they could explain how they felt, you did a pretty good job. So is that it? You guys won't even talk to me?
Petrie: You hear somebody? Me no hear nobody.
Ducky: I do not hear nobody either.
Littlefoot: Fine!
[We cut to Cera.]
Cera: Tria.
Tria: Oh, hi, Cera.
Cera: You're not mad at me, are you? I mean about the tiny longnecks. I think my dad is.
Tria: Oh, honey, no. I think it's sweet that you made friends with them. They're cute. It's your father I'm mad at.
Cera: 'Cause he yelled at you in front of everybody?
Tria: Well, that. But mainly I just got tired of him being so mean to the tiny ones. He didn't used to be so mean. [sighs] Hmm. He always was handsome, thought.
Cera: You know what I think? I think he did it for you.
Tria: Hmm. Come again.
Cera: He wanted to show you how much he likes you by giving you the first tree-sweet. And when the tiny longnecks ate them all, he couldn't. I think dad felt like they stole those tree-sweets from you. And that's why he doesn't like them. 'Cause of how much he likes you.
[Scene cuts back to the tiny longnecks exisit the cave. ]
Big Daddy: Well, at least we won't have big ones chasing us all the time.
[Growling made them look and see two Utharaptors.]
Big Daddy: Of course, I could be wrong Run!!!!
[The tiny longnecks retreat to the cave with the Utharaptors chasing them.]
Big Daddy: In there!
[They all hide into the rocks ans safely got away from the raptors. Big Daddy walks out. Seeing that they are gone for good, he walks away. Skitter, concerned that they are heading to the Great Valley tries to warn him. ]
Skitter: But those Sharpteeth are heading the Great Valley.
Big Daddy: I know, that's why we're not.
Lizzie: But what about our friends?
Big Daddy: They are big enough to take care of themselves. Now, come on.
[Back on the surface.]
Littlefoot: [sighs] Who needs friends anyway? I'm big enough to take care of myself.
Petrie: Me no believe you talk to Littlefoot like that. You so mean!
Ducky: Oh, I am not meaner than you. [pointing] YOU are the one who made him the saddest. [repeated line] Yep, yep, yep.
Spike: [nods] Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Petrie: [crying] Me no want to make him sad. Me Littlefoot's bestest friend.
Ducky: [crying] Me, too. I am his bestest friend, too.
[they all cry]
Cera: [looks at Spike, Ducky, and Petrie, crying] Now THAT'S a disgusting sight.
Petrie: [continues crying] We chased Littlefoot off.
Cera: Well, don't just sit there crying about it. Make it better. Go find him and tell him you're sorry.
Petrie: [stops crying] How come YOU so smart all of a sudden about making things better?
Cera: I've just gotten some practice lately. Hey, there's Littlefoot now!
Ducky: Littlefoot?
Petrie: Hey, Littlefoot.
Tria: [knocks the Sharptooth to the ground] Leave her alone, you big bully! Don't just stand there, run!
Littlefoot: [knocks the Sharptooth with a branch] Let's go, Ducky.
Ducky: I am so, so, so, so sorry for what I said. Really, really, so, so...
Littlefoot: Tell me about it later, okay?
Petrie: Ha-ha, he missed me. 
Petrie: Lizzie! Skitter!
Tria: Over here. Over here. Run, kids, I can handle this guy. Maybe.
Cera's Dad: Back off! She's with me.
Tria: Oh, Topsy, I love it when you act all brave.
Cera: Daddy!
Petrie: Lizzie! Skitter! You okay?
Big Daddy: Hey, you! Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?
[the Tinysauruses appear]
Littlefoot: Wow, they came back. All of them.
Cera: I can't believe it.
Cera's Dad: Hang on, little ones, I'm coming. This way! Come this way!
Cera's Dad: Stay behind me, kids.
Grandpa: That should do it. Well, they won't come back that way.
Littlefoot: I still can't believe you came back to help us.
Skitter: Well, sure! You're our friends.
Cera's Dad: I'm, uh... Well, I'm sorry for all the trouble that I caused.
Big Daddy: Hey, you're a dad, that's what we do. But you also saved my daughter's life. And for that I'm grateful.
Tria: Way to go, Topsy. You're the big hero.
Grandpa: I'm sorry we had to seal up that new tunnel. We don't want any sharp teeth getting back in.
Littlefoot: Great! That means you've got to stay.
Big Daddy: Well, I guess if we gotta, you know, we gotta. Besides, who'd want to leave friends like you?
[they all chuckle]
Narrator: The next time the tree-sweets were in bloom, all of the dinosaurs gathered for nibbling day.
Littlefoot: Did you see, Grandpa? I could reach. I'm bigger now.
Grandpa: Littlefoot, you grew bigger the day you stood up in front of everyone and admitted you were wrong. [grabs the flowers] Now that were all gathered, let's eat some tree-sweets, shall we?
Narrator: And every nibbling day, the dinosaurs of the Great Valley gathered to celebrate these small things of life which mattered so much.
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