The Land Before Time IX: Journey to Big Water/Transcript

Narrator: The ancient seas, home to so many wonderous creatures, creatures both small, and very, very large. Millions and millions of years ago, these creatures swam in the warm oceans that covered most of our planet. The oceans were strange, mysterious, and very dangerous. And the world above was dangerous, too. Creatures were at risk, not only from the predators who were eaten. But also from the ever-changing weather patterns and natural disasters that plagued our world. But even during this time of heavy rains, and harsh natural disasters, there was a place that dinosaurs could live in peace and harmony, the Great Valley. But the Great Valley was also having some very bad weather.
Littlefoot: [sighing] When is all this skywater gonna stop, Grandpa?
Grandpa: I don't know, Littlefoot. Grandma and I have never seen so much of it before.
Littlefoot: Me neither, especially all over the ground like this. Gee, what if it never stops?
Grandma: Oh, it will, little one. It always does.
Grandma: Though I'm beginning to have my doubts. [gasping] Oh, look!
Littlefoot: Wow! The sky colors! Yes! May I go play with my friends now? Please?
Grandpa: Of course, Littlefoot.
Littlefoot: [jumping in a puddle] Yay!
Grandma: Just don't go too far, until we know what all the sky water is done to the valley.
Littlefoot: I won't. See you later. [jumping over a log] Ya-hoo!
Littlefoot: Hey, Cera! Want to race me over to Ducky's and Spike's?
Cera: I can't, Littlefoot. I've got to help my father move this tree. It fell right on top of our sleeping place.
Cera's Dad: Cera.
Cera: Sorry, Littlefoot.
Littlefoot: I could help.
Cera's Dad: Well, thanks for the offer, Littlefoot, but my daughter and I are pulling capable of doing the job ourselves.
Littlefoot: Okay, Cera. Then I'll see you later?
Cera: Uh-huh.
Littlefoot: Okay, well, bye. [walks away] I'll just have to race myself over to Ducky and Spike's. Ready, set, go! [runs to Ducky and Spike] Hey, Ducky, Spike, where are you guys going?
Ducky: Hi, Littlefoot. Mama says we have to move because the skywater has made our nesting place too squishy. [squishing on mud] See? Me and Spike really like it.
Littlefoot: Well, maybe when you're done moving, we can all do something together.
Ducky: Oh, yes, like play in all this squishy mud. Squishy, squishy, squishy.
Littlefoot: Then I'll see you later?
Ducky: Uh-huh. [walking on mud] Squishy, squishy, squishy. Squishy.
[Spike walks on the mud]
Ducky: Squishy, squishy. Squishy, squishy.
Ducky's Mom: Ducky, Spike, stop squishing in that mud and come along. We have a nest to build.
Ducky: I'm coming, mama.
Ducky: Squishy, squishy, squishy.
Littlefoot: Hello? Petrie? You up there?
Petrie: Me up here, Littlefoot. But me no can play today. Me got sniffles from having wet feet. [Oh, me got to learn how to fall softer.
Littlefoot: Gee, do you think you'll be feeling better soon?
Petrie: Oh, yes. Me feel much better by tomorrow. Or maybe not.
[Littlefoot walks away, then "Chanson D'Ennui" begins]
Littlefoot: [singing] It's boring, boring really, truly boring when you have to be alone. When you need some friends to play Let's Pretend, but they have to stay at home. It's time for an adventure, and you want to go exploring, but it's just no fun to be the only one.
Ducky: [singing] It is boring, boring really, awfully boring when you have to build your nest.
Cera: [singing] When you push and shove from below and above and you don't have any time to rest.
Both: [singing] When the friends you want to be with you'll have to keep ignoring.
Ducky: [singing] It can make you sad.
Cera: [singing] It can make me mad.
Both: [singing] It's very, very very boring.
Littlefoot: [singing] When there's no where you can go, and there's nothing fun to do.
All Three: [singing] Then the day goes by so slow and ya feel like your feet are stuck in goo.
Petrie: [singing] It's boring, boring very, very boring, when you have a cold in your beak. [sniffing] When you have the sniffles and your head is full of wiffles and ya can't be flying for a week. When all ya do is sneeze, and lay around all day snoring. There's nothing you can say but just for today, it's very, very.
Both: [singing] Very, very.
Littlefoot: [singing] Almost extraordinary.
All: [singing] Really, truly very boring.
Littlefoot: I'm bored.
[cut to the grandparents, taking a leaf by the rain, shaking his head, then shaking his head, sighing]
Littlefoot: Oh, I'm bored.
Grandpa: Here, Littlefoot. [takes a leaf to Littlefoot] Have a treestar. All that skywater has made the deliciously moist.
Littlefoot: Thanks, Grandpa, but I don't want a tree star. I want to have some fun.
Grandma: But, Littlefoot, you have a whole valley out there to entertain you.
Littlefoot: Yeah, but what's the good of that if I don't have anybody to share it with. There's no one who wants to have fun. I wish my mom had given me a brother. Then I'd always have someone to have fun with. 
Grandma: No, little one, your mother would have loved to have given you a brother, Littlefoot.
Grandpa: Yes, but because you were her only child, you were very, very special to her.
Littlefoot: What's so special about being all alone?
Grandpa: Ah, that's just it, Littlefoot. None of us are ever really alone.
Littlefoot: [sighing] But I feel alone.
Grandpa: Yes, Littlefoot, I understand. But look around you. Our Great Valley is so full of life. It really is a special place. Filled with so many special creatures. We've got fliers, and swimmers. And landwalkers of all kinds.
Grandpa: Oh, we even have these annoying buzzing creatures.
Grandpa: Wonderous, isn't it?
Grandpa: And just think, Littlefoot. There might be other kinds of creatures out there just waiting to be discovered.
Littlefoot: Really?
Grandpa: That's right. So you see, Littlefoot, in a world so full of life, you're only as alone as you choose to be.
Grandma: Do you understand, little one?
Littlefoot: Well, no.
Grandma: [chuckling] Don't worry. You will someday.
Littlefoot: Yeah, but, what do I do fun until then? [walks away] It's not fair. [looking at the frogs leaping] There's nobody to have any fun with.
Littlefoot: Oh, hey! Hello, Littlefoot. What would you like to do today? [imitates Grandpa] I don't know, Littlefoot. What do you want to do? Hey, no fair, I asked you first. ] Okay. Let's go have some fun.
Littlefoot: Yeah! Gee, the skywater is changed the land around here. [clears throat, then imitating Grandpa] Think it's safe to go on, Littlefoot? [normal voice] Sure, it is. Maybe we'll find some new kind of creature Grandpa said. Okay, but we have to be careful. [in normal voice] Aw, don't be such a scaredy-egg. [gasping] Whoa! Look at that! There's so much water. I think we've gone too far from home now, Littlefoot. [in normal voice] Yeah, you may be right. [walks away] Over here, Grandpa. It's this way.
Grandpa: Oh, my! We were all afraid this might happen.
Cera's Dad: What do you mean, "all"? I wasn't afraid.
Ducky's Mom: Look.
Cera's Dad: [offscreen] The skywater has caused flooding in our valley.
Grandpa: Yes, and all the new water must have come from over those mountains.
Grandma: From the Mysterious Beyond.
Petrie's Mom: Oh, dear!
Cera's Dad: Oh. Well, then, who knows what terrible creatures it may have carried with it.
Cera's Dad: Which means I don't want Cera anywhere near it.
Grandma: Little one, you must stay closer to home, until they know more about what the skywater has done to our valley.
Littlefoot: Okay, Grandma.
Grandpa: Come, everyone. I sense more skywater is about to fall.
[they all walk away]
Littlefoot: Gee, I don't sense anything. Wait for me!
[Later that day]
Littlefoot: Huh? What was that? Probably nothing. [he hears a squawk again] There it is again. I've never heard anything like it before. I better check it out.
Grandpa: Off a bit early this morning, Littlefoot.
Littlefoot: Well, I can't sleep, and I, uh... Really, really want to go out and play.
Grandpa: All right. Uh, just be careful.
Littlefoot: I will. Sounds like it's coming from out there somewhere. Maybe it's something new, just waiting to be discovered like Grandpa said.
[Something splashed in the water, followed by a trill of a dolphin.]
Littlefoot: Huh? It's a swimmer. [looking at Mo] Wow! I've never seen one like him before. [he looks at the grass] Hello? Hello? Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. Hello, out there.
[The strange sea creature laughs]
Littlefoot: Wow!
Littlefoot: No, don't go! Please! [squirts at Littlefoot] Hey! Okay, very funny. That really looks like fun, I wish I could do that.
Mo: [gurgling] Who are you?
Littlefoot: I'm Littlefoot.
Mo: Yittlefoot?
Littlefoot: No, Li-Li-Littlefoot.
Mo: "Yi-Yi-Yittlefo-o-o-t"?
Littlefoot: [laughing] Well, that's pretty close. What's your name?
Mo: Mo.
Littlefoot: Nice to meet you, Mo.
Mo: Mo not got landfoot like Littlefoot. Mo got wa-a-a-terfoot! [laughing] See? [dives back in]
Littlefoot: [laughing] Yeah, I see.
Mo: Do you like to have fu-u-u-u-n?
Littlefoot: I sure do! [splashes water at Littlefoot] Hey!
Littlefoot: I'll get you.
[cut to Cera, Spike, Ducky and Petrie]
Ducky: Littlefoot.
Cera: Littlefoot!
Petrie: Littlefoot. Come out, come out, wherever you be.
Ducky: Maybe Littlefoot is hiding from us because he is mad.
Cera: Why would he be mad? We didn't do anything.
Petrie: [lands on the ground] Well, we not play with him.
Cera: It wasn't our fault we couldn't play. Now, where is he? [walks to a puddle]
Petrie: Hey, maybe Littlefoot swim off. There plenty of water. [goes inside a water, gasping]
Ducky: [to Petrie] Petrie, Littlefoot is not a swimmer. [grabs Petrie] And you are not a swimmer either. No, no, no. [walks away]
Petrie: If me see any more water, me gonna... Gonna... Achoo! [sneezing,] Be more wet. What's so funny?
Ducky: That is Littlefoot's laugh.
Cera: It sure is. And it sounds like he's having a bunch of fun without us. Come on!
Petrie: Okay. Me walk, too.
Cera: Wow! Look at that.
[Spike appears by Petrie]
Ducky: It is just like the grown-ups said. It is big new water.
Cera: Come on. Let's go find Littlefoot.
Ducky: But, Cera, my mama said not to go near the new water. She said, "Do not go there. It could be dangerous."
Cera: Yeah, my dad said that, too. But like that's stopped us before? Besides, Littlefoot's laughing. So how bad can it be?
Ducky: [pointing] Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Petrie: Just because they go, no mean me have to. Me think for myself.
Cera: Petrie?
Petrie: Coming!
[They find Littlefoot.]
Cera: Littlefoot, is that you?
Littlefoot: [covered in mud] Oh, hi, guys. Guess what, Mo and I just became mud brothers.
Ducky: Mo?
Petrie: Who Mo?
Cera: Yeah. Mo who?
Littlefoot: He's my best friend.
Ducky: Best?
Petrie: What do you mean, "best"?
Cera: Yeah, I thought we were your best friends.
Littlefoot: Well, uh, I, I just mean he's my newest best friend, because he lives in the new water. You guys want to meet him?
Ducky: A new friend? Oh, yes! Yes, yes, yes!
Cera: But, Ducky, remember what the grown-ups said about the new water?
Ducky: Oh, yes, that is right. Since Mo is from the new water, we have to be very careful, because he might be dangerous. Right, Spike? Spike? Spike does not seem worried.
Littlefoot: Then come on. Wait till you meet him. He's so much fun.
Cera: Newest best friend. So much fun. I probably won't even like him.
[They head over to the water]
Cera: So, where is he?
Littlefoot: I don't know. Mo!
Cera: Sounds to me like you just made him up.
Littlefoot: No, I didn't.
Cera: Sure, you didn't.
Littlefoot: Well, I didn't! I wouldn't talk to an imaginary friend.
Petrie: Why not? Me talk to imaginary friend all the time.
[ then "Imaginary Friend" begins, ]
Petrie: [singing] Me have a friend, a very special friend, and nobody can see or hear him. We play every day, he do everything me say, and he make me happy when me near him.
Ducky: What kind of friend is your friend?
Petrie: [singing] He a Sharptooth!
Ducky: [gasping] He must be very scary!
Petrie: [singing] Oh, no, he short, and he nice, and he have no teeth and best all of he imaginary.
Ducky: Imaginary?
Petrie: [singing] He imaginary.
Littlefoot: [singing] Imaginary.
Both: [singing] Oh, imaginary friends are very good friends, ready when you want to play.
Petrie: [singing] They happy when you happy.
Ducky: [singing] Sad when you are sad.
Littlefoot: [singing] And they always believe everything you say.
[the turtles dance]
All: [vocalizing and singing] Imaginary. [vocalizing and singing] Imaginary.
Cera: [singing] Why would you want an imaginary friend? I think it just sounds dumb. He's not really there, you're just talking to the air. How can nobody be any fun?
Petrie: [singing] But imaginary friends think you very, very smart.
Ducky: [singing] They never, ever fuss or fight.
Littlefoot: [singing] Wherever you want to go, they go and whatever you do.
Both: [singing] You're always right.
Cera: Well, I like that.
All: [singing] Oh, imaginary friends are magical friends, big and small and fast and slow ones. Yes, imaginary friends are wonderful friends.
Ducky: [singing] And everybody.
Petrie: [singing] Everybody.
Littlefoot: [singing] Everybody.
Cera: [singing] Everybody!
All: Everybody! Everybody ought to know one! [vocalizing and singing] Imaginary! [vocalizing and singing] Imaginary!
[the music ends, then they all laugh]
Cera: It's fun.
[Spike gasps while he sees Mo]
Ducky: Oh, looky.
Littlefoot: Come on, everybody. It's Mo.
[Littlefoot leads his friends to Mo.]
Littlefoot: Mo, these are all my friends. This is Ducky.
Ducky: Hi, Mo. I am a swimmer, too.
Mo: [gasping] A swimmer and landwalker? [jumps in the sky] You special!
Ducky: Oh, yes, yes, yes. I am. [chuckling] I guess.
Littlefoot: And this is Spike.
Ducky: Spike is very special too. Especially good at eating.
[She laughs as Spike eats the leaves.]
Littlefoot: And this is Petrie.
Petrie: Me a flier. See? [flies up, then landing on the ground] Ta-da!
[Mo claps]
Littlefoot: And this is Cera.
Cera: [walks by Mo] You're not from around here, are you?
[Mo shakes his head]
Cera: Then just where are you from?
Mo: Mo from Big Water.
All: Big Water?
Petrie: But how you get here when Big Water way over there?
Mo: Ooh. Skyplace make lots and lots of skywater. Make big waves in Big Water. Mo scared. So Mo swim into small water path, then p-u-u-u-h-wish! Mo do like th-i-i-i-i-s!
[Petrie goes dizzy as Mo swim around]
Mo: Then, f-a-a-a-a-a-ll! [dives in the water]
Littlefoot: All the skywater must have washed him over from the Mysterious Beyond.
Ducky: Oh. Poor, poor Mo. [to Mo] Did you get washed all over by yourself?
Cera: And you're sure that no one else came with you?
Mo: Mo all alone. [nods] But now Mo have no friends. [laughing] Have fun.
[they both laugh]
Petrie: Mo sound funny.
Littlefoot: Run for it!
[They run away, screaming]
Ducky: Oh, that was a very big sharptooth swimmer.
Petrie: And it not imaginary!
[Spike shakes his head]
Cera: I knew the grown-ups were right. We should have never gone near the new water. Come on. We're going home.
[She begins to turn around.]
Littlefoot: But, Cera, we can't just leave Mo. He's my mud brother.
Cera: Some brother? He thinks this whole thing was funny.
Littlefoot: No! Mo's just happy to see us. He tried to warn us.
Cera: We don't know that for sure. We don't know anything about him. Other than he's so much fun.
Littlefoot: But we can't just leave him in the new water with that monster. We've got to help him.
Ducky: But how, Littlefoot? We are very little, and that swimming sharptooth is very, very big.
Spike: Mm-hmm.
Littlefoot: Well, we could... We could figure something out.
Cera: Yeah, like what?
Littlefoot: Like, we could... Help him get home. Yeah. We could help Mo get back to the Big Water.
Cera: What?
Littlefoot: Why not? We've been there before.
Ducky: But, Littlefoot, Mo cannot walk with us to the Big Water. He's a swimmer and has no feet.
Cera: Besides, we only know how to get there when we turn right at the smoking mountains. And we're nowhere near them.
Littlefoot: Well, if you won't help me, I'm sure that grown-ups will.
[Later, the kids head to the adults for help.]
Cera's Dad: You can't be serious. We're not going to the Mysterious Beyond to help some strange creature. That's absurd!
Grandpa: Now, now, Mr. Threehorn. There's no need to be so gruff. Littlefoot was just asking. And there's no harm in that.
Grandma: Well, that's true.
[Littlefoot leaves as Cera and the rest begin to follow him.]
Grandpa: I'm sorry, Littlefoot, but... Littlefoot? Kids?
[Littlefoot and his friends are back at the lake]
Littlefoot: I don't care what anybody says. Mo's my mud brother and I'm gonna help him.
Cera: But, Littlefoot.
[A low rumble made her gasp.]
Ducky: Ooh. I think my tummy is making its hungry sound. Ah! No. I do not think that is my tummy.
[The ground shakes as the kids yelp.]
Littlefoot: Earthshake!
[The kids run awy.]
Littlefoot: [screaming] This way!
[They turn only for the land to crack.]
Littlefoot: Over here!
[They fall down.]
Littlefoot: Look out!
Littlefoot: I guess we won't be going back this way anymore.
Ducky: But how will we get home?
Petrie: Me fly across and get grown-ups. They find way.
[He flies over the cracked landscape but he turns back when a geyser erupts.]
Petrie: Never mind.
Ducky: Do not worry, Spike. We will find a way home.
Ducky's Mom: Oh, dear! This isn't like him at all.
Cera's Dad: This way. Their tracks lead right in the direction of the new water. Would you know can mean only one thing. Littlefoot has led our children into trouble once again.
Grandpa: Now, now, Mr. Threehorn, we don't know anything yet for sure. If our kids didn't go back to the new water, I'm sure they're trying to find a way home this very minute. Until then, we must find a way around this land break. We'll keep looking until we find them.
[cut back to Littlefoot]
Littlefoot: [calling out] Mo! Mo, are you out there?
Mo: Me here, Littlefoot.
Littlefoot: Oh, I was hoping you would be okay. That earthshake was really bad.
Mo: No. Earthshake good. It trapped bad swimmer. He no leave ever never.
Littlefoot: Wait a minute. If he's trapped in that cave, then he can't get us. And if he can't get us, it'd be safe for us to get home.
Mo: Home?
Littlefoot: Yeah, back to the Big Water. You do want to go there, don't you?
[Mo nods]
Littlefoot: Then stay right there. [he leaves]
Mo: Ho-o-o-me.
[Later, Littlefoot told his friends.]
Littlefoot: And since we can't get home the old way, maybe we can find a new way home by going that way. And while we're at it, we can take Mo to the Big Water. What do you say?
Ducky: Well, I say yes. [jumping up] Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. And what about you, Spike?
Spike: Mm-hmm.
Petrie: Count me in, too. What you say, Cera?
Cera: Well...
Littlefoot: Great. Petrie, you fly around and see if there's any water paths that lead to the Big Water.
Petrie: Okay! [flies away]
Littlefoot: You'll see, Cera. Mo will make this trip so much fun.
Cera: Yeah, right.
[Above the skies.
Petrie: Me find water paths to Big Water and be big hero.
[Wind blows petrie, even though its getting difficult.]
Petrie: Whew. That's some big wind.
[A huge wind gust fly Petrie out of course as he falls.]
Petrie: Got to pull up. Pull up! [
[He struggles to fly and makes it.]
Petrie: Oh! Me sure glad that over. Now me can get back to being hero.
Petrie: Oh, too bad, Cera, Littlefoot, Ducky, and Spike fly. Wait. Imaginary friend can fly. There!
[An imaginary friend appears but falls. Petrie tries again and imagined him with wings.]
Petrie: Now he got wings.
Petrie: [vocalizing and singing] Imaginary. Me like to sing how about you, imaginary friend. [vocalizing and singing] Imaginary. Louder, friend. Me can't hear you.
Petrie: Whoa! There Big Water. Now me go back and tell other.
[He leaves. Petrie returns to his friends.]
Littlefoot: Great job, Petrie. You found the way all by yourself.
Petrie: Not by yourself, Littlefoot. Imaginary friend help.
Cera: Oh, brother.
[They continue on leaping from a rock path and under a rock passage way.]
Cera: Mo this and Mo that.
[Mo blows raspberry, squirting at Cera]
Cera: Hey!
Mo: Fun!
[Cera. a little annoyed, turned to Littlefoot.]
Cera: Littlefoot, would you please tell you're mud brother that this is no time to be having fun? Getting us home is very serious. Hmph! [walks away]
Littlefoot: Um, Mo, maybe you should stop playing around for now, okay? I think you're kinda getting on Cera's nerves. [walks away]
Mo: Nerves?
[Later the group arrived to take a drink.]
Mo: Surprise! Now, Mo bubble-face, too!
[Annoyed, Cera leaves]
Both: What?
Cera: And just how do you expect Mo to swim over this, Petrie?
Petrie: Sorry, but big boulder look like little, tiny boulder from up there.
Ducky: Do not worry. Maybe Mo can swim under the boulder. [gets off of Spike] I will go see.
[Ducky dives into the water as Mo followed her. Suddenly Mo got himself stuck in the rocks. Ducky tried to get him out but it was no use.]
Ducky: It is Mo. He is stucked, and I cannot pull him out.
[Everyone gasped in horror]
Ducky: No, guys. You are not swimmers. You cannot go down there. [dives under. ]
Mo: Surprise!
Littlefoot: Did anybody see him?
Petrie: [coughs] Sorry, me too busy swallowing water.
Mo: Hello, friends!
Littlefoot: Mo, you're not stuck! You're all right!
Mo: Oh, Mo not really stuck. [laughing] Mo just having... Fun. [swims away]
[Littlefoot gets out of the water as an angry Cera looked at him.]
Cera: Face it, Littlefoot. Mo doesn't really want help. He just wants to have fun.
Littlefoot: [gasping] Wait a minute, Cera. That's it!
Cera: What's it?
Littlefoot: Mo thinks jumping is fun, right?
All: Right?
Mo: Right. [laughing]
Littlefoot: So he can jump right over the big rock.
Petrie: But if Mo not make it, he get all squished. Oh!
Ducky: But, Petrie, maybe he would not get squished it too badly.
Petrie: Maybe.
Mo: It sound fun. [jumps up, spinning around] Mo try it.
Littlefoot: [jumps on another rock] I'll wait for him on top, just in case he needs help.
Petrie: Uh-oh. Here comes the squish part.
Littlefoot: I got him!
Mo: Whee! [splashing in the water]
All: [cheering] Yay!
Littlefoot: Way to go, Mo.
Mo: Way to go, Littlefoot. We do again?
Littlefoot: [chuckling] Maybe. Who knows what we're gonna run into next? Come on, guys.
[They continue on their journey.]
Petrie: [tired] Oh, when we gonna get there?
Cera: We'll get there when we get there, Petrie.
Littlefoot: My Grandpa and Grandma would say that too.
Ducky: My mama always tells my brothers and sisters and me to sing to pass the time.
[the music begins "Big Water"]
Ducky: [singing] Big, Big, Big, Big Water.
[Spike started to join in, humming.]
Ducky: Come on, guys. Singing make you feel much, much, much, much better. [continues singing] Big, Big, Big, Big Water. See? I am feeling so much better already.
Petrie: [singing] We're looking for Big, Big, Big, Big Water.
Cera: [singing] It's deep and dark and dangerous.
Petrie: [singing] It's scary and it's dangerous.
All: [singing] And things can be rearranger-us. In the Big Water. [they laugh]
Petrie: Sing it again! One more time!
Cera: [singing] We went there once some time ago.
Petrie: [singing] And now we going back you know.
All: [singing] And this time we are taking Mo to that big water. [they laugh]
Ducky: Now we're all feeling better.
Littlefoot: That was fun!
Petrie: Why Mo make that awful noise?
Ducky: Maybe he's sick.
[Spike covers his hears, causing Ducky to fall off.]
Ducky: Ow. Now I'm feeling sick too.
Cera: Littlefoot, make him stop! [
[Suddenly, a insect landed on her horn. She screams]
Cera: What just hopped on me?
Littlefoot: I'm not sure! But I think it was one of them!
[They looked and see hundreds of crickets, emerging from the grass.]
Ducky: Don't worry, Spike. I won't protect you.
[Before the bugs can corner them the bugs turned to Mo who was squeaking.]
Petrie: Oh, no! Now they after Mo.
Cera: What are they doing?
Littlefoot: Talking?
[The crickets begin to leave.]
Littlefoot: What do you see, Mo?
Mo: Flying bugs tell Mo we're getting close to Big Water! And... They especially liked Mo's singing.
Ducky: Singing? Oh, so that is what you were doing. [laughing]
[Later]
Cera: Petrie, thanks to you, we're lost.
Petrie: Hey, we no lost.
[Ducky is far behind.]
Ducky: Everyone else getting so, so grumpy. [jumps on the leaves] But I'm not grumpy. I am hap... Hap... Happy! That we're all together and finding away home. [She suddenly falls into a hole which the leaves are pilled on.]
Spike: Hmm?
Mo: What that?
Littlefoot: Come on. Spike will find her. We're coming, Ducky!
[Spike searches for Ducky and finds her.]
Ducky: Hello, Spike. Thank you for saving me.
Littlefoot: What happened, Ducky?
Ducky: I was hopping, and then I felled, and then it was dark.
[Everyone looked in and saw small eggs.]
Littlefoot: Wow! Eggs. Ducky fell into someone's nest.
Cera: Which is why we'd better get outta here. The mama of these eggs might not be too... Friendly.
Ducky: We are sorry, Mrs. Mama, but we would not hurt your babies. Oh, no, no, no.
Diplodocus Mom: Now... Why, you aren't much more than babies yourselves.
Cera: Not much more than babies? Why, I pratically all grown up.
Littlefoot: See, the big earthshake cut us off from home, so we're trying to find our way back.
Mo: Home.
Diplodocus Mom: You little ones are very brave. Is there any way I can be of help?
Ducky: Well, even though we are very brave, we would like a safe place to spend the night.
[The longneck mom smiles. Later that night.]
Mo: Littlefoot. Psst. Littlefoot.
Littlefoot: [walks over] What is it, Mo?
Mo: Look.
Littlefoot: [looking at the starfish] They look like stars. What are they?
Mo: They're starswimmers.
Littlefoot: Starswimmers?
Grandpa: So you see, Littlefoot, in a world so full of life you are only as alone as you choose to be.
["No One Has to Be Alone" begins]
Littlefoot: [singing] No one has to be alone in this world we live in. You don't need to feel there's no one by your side. Everything you see is a gift you're given. Anywhere is home and no has to be alone.
Ducky: [singing] There is so much that surrounds us, there are friends we've yet to find.
Diplodocus Mom: [singing] There are dreams to be discovered and dreams to leave behind.
Littlefoot: [singing] All the wonders up above us and splendours down below.
All: [singing] There is so much more to everything then we can ever know.
Petrie: [flies by the moon, singing] You don't have to be afraid of being lost and lonely.
Cera: [singing] Everything you need is right before your eyes.
Diplodocus Mom: [singing] Each bright and shining day is waiting for you only. Make this world your own...
Both: [singing] ...and you'll never be alone.
Littlefoot: [singing] Remember, no one has to be alone.
Littlefoot: My grandpa is right. I don't think I'll ever feel alone again.
Cera's Dad: It's late. Wherever they are, we aren't going to find them tonight. But we will find them. You'll see.
[Spike yawns]
Ducky: Thank you for letting us spend the night, Mrs. Mama.
Littlefoot: Yeah, thanks a lot.
Petrie: Yes, thank you.
Littlefoot: Thank you.
Diplodocus Mom: Anytime, little one. Journey safe.
Cera: Don't worry. We will. I'm old enough to see that.
Diplodocus Mom: Good-bye.
[The kids begin to leave. Later, things had gotten hot]
Petrie: It's so hot. Me like skywater better than this.
[Ducky looked over to see Mo leaping and diving.]
Ducky: Maybe we could stop and go for a swim.
[Spike gets inot the water as Ducky jumps in]
Ducky: The water feels so nice and cool. [Ew. But it tastes yucky.
[Spike spits the salt water out]
Littlefoot: That must be, because we're getting close to Big Water. Come on. Let's celebrate by cooling off.
All: Yay!
[They dive into the water.]
Cera: Hey, let's show Mo how much fun we are.
Mo: [he appears] Uh-oh.
Cera: Get him. [jumping up] Yeah!
Littlefoot: Come on.
Petrie: Get in!
Cera: [shakes the water off,] Ow! I just stepped on something. [looking at a silhouette of a crab] What is that weird looking thing?
[She looks under as everyone watched. Suddenly, with a loud snap, Cera came back up, screaming, a crab punching her snout.]
Ducky: Cera, what is that on your nose?
Cera: I don't know! Just get it off! Get it off! [Petrie tries to get the crab out of her nose]
Petrie: It's stuck!
[he lets go, causing Cera to roll around in the water as Littlefoot and Ducky watch.]
Cera: Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! [the crab gets out of Cera's nose,]
Littlefoot: Wow. Good going, Mo.
Petrie: Yeah. Me wanna to learn to squeak like that. It'd sure come in handy.
Ducky: What did you say to it, Mo?
[he squawks]
Cera: Right. Which means?
Mo: Let go.
Cera: Oh, well, yeah, I knew that.
Mo: Mo swim ahead. Go see which water path take us to Big Water. Be back soon.
[Mo begins to leave. Thunder rolled as a storm cloud formed and start to rain.]
Cera: Oh, great. More skywater. Well, nothing could possibly make my day any worse.
[Something emerged from the water and it turns out it was the sharptooth swimmer.]
Cera: Except for that!
[The kids scream as the mosasaur dives down. Petrie flies to the top of the hill.]
Litltefoot: Hurry! We've gotta get us far away from the water as we can.
[they all try to climb up, but because of the slippery surface, they slip. one of of the trees got strugged by lightning as the mosasaur bites Petries wing. the log knocked the mosasaur down as the log landed in the water. The kids rushed inside.]
Petrie: It's sure quiet out there. Maybe he go home.
Littlefoot: I'll go check.
Cera: No, Littlefoot. For all we know that thing could be waiting for us. Now, we just have to stay here and not...
[But then the log was picked up by the sharptooth and started thrusting it down and up. Then he throws the log aside.]
Littlefoot: Let's get out of here!
Cera: It's too late!
[They tried to paddle but it was no use. Suddenly Mo appeared and knocked the Mosasaur on the head. The log was psuhed onto the surface. The mosasaur growls and tosses Mo aside. The Mosasaur started to come after mo and circle around him.]
Mo: Good-bye, friends.
[The kids watched in horror as the mosasaur chases Mo away.]
Littlefoot: Mo! No!!!!
Ducky: [sniffling] Mo.
[the next day.]
Cera: Littlefoot?
[Cera finds Littlefoot at the edge of the river.]
Cera: Littlefoot, are you okay?
Littlefoot: Everything's been my fault. All I wanted was someone to have fun with. I never should have gone near the new water. I never should have made you guys be friends with Mo.
Petrie: You not make me be friends with Mo.
Ducky: And you did not make me.
Littlefoot: Thanks.
Cera: Sometimes bad stuff just happens. But there was something good that happened.
Littlefoot: Really?
Cera: Uh-huh. You all got a new brother.
Spike: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Cera: Even me.
Littlefoot: But, Cera, I thought you didn't like Mo.
Cera: Well, I did like him, kind of.
Spike: Hmm?
Cera: Okay, I didn't like him. But it was just because you thought he was so... So...
Littlefoot: So what, Cera?
Cera: [sighs] So fun. I mean, I'm fun, too.
Littlefoot: [gasping] I know that, Cera. You're lots of fun.
Cera: I am?
Ducky: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Cera: Aw, then what was I so jealous for?
Littlefoot: Beats me.
Ducky: And, Cera, you 'specially should not have been jealous Mo's singing. It was not good. Oh, no, no, no.
Petrie: Yeah. Me sing much better than him.
[Then they hear a low sqauwk.]
Cera: Hey, I'd know that squeak anywhere! Come on, guys!
All: Mo!
[They begin to follow the river that led to the lake.]
Littlefoot: Something's caught in there. It's Mo, and he's all right!
All: [cheering] Mo!
Mo: Hi, friends!
Petrie: How you get away?
Mo: Mo make bad swimmer chase me. [swims in a whirlpool, then jumping up] And Mo do like that. Then hide in land like see you do.
Cera: He means that hollow tree.
Mo: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh. Hollow tree. Bad swimmer no see Mo. Get mad.
Mo: Then bad swimmer stop, and smell air, like this. Bad swimmer forget all about Mo. And swim that way.
Littlefoot: I wonder... [sniffing] It smells like Big Water! The sharptooth swimmer must have gone home.
Mo: Yes! [trilling]
Petrie: There it is.
Cera: It's Big Water!
Petrie: Hurry, everybody! It's big Big Water!
[They cheer as they head to the shore.]
Littlefoot: Well, you're home now, Mo. So, I guess it's time to say good-bye.
Mo: No! Mo no say good-bye. Friends stay with Mo.
Ducky: But we cannot stay here with you, Mo. Big Water tastes yucky, to us, I mean. And even Spike cannot eat the green food here.
Littlefoot: Ducky's right, Mo. This isn't a place where our kind can live.
Mo: Then Mo go with friends.
Littlefoot: You know, you can't do that, Mo. You belong here. Besides, you and me will always be brothers.
Mo: No. Mud brothers.
[More squeaks of Ophthalmosaurus. He turned and see a kin of dolphins]
Mo: Littlefoot, that Mo's water kin.
[He swims up to his kin as they rejoice]
Mo: Mo home now, but how friends get home?
Littlefoot: We're gonna have to find a way to the smoking mountains.
Cera: Yeah, we know the way home from there.
Mo: Wait, wait. Mo ask water kin. Old ones smart. They will know way home for landwalkers.
[He dives under the water]
Petrie: What he doing now?
Cera: You know, Mo. It's always something.
Petrie: [chuckling] Me get it. Mo sending water signals. Look, now we get water signal back.
Mo: Old ones right. Other water kin tell Mo the way. Friends can go home now.
[Everyone cheers.]
Cera: Home! [imitates dolphin squeak, then they all laugh] Wow. I think they like me.
Mo: Littlefoot! Littlefoot! Before you go home, you want see where Mo live?
Littlefoot: Do I ever!
[???]
Cera: Littlefoot!
Ducky: Littlefoot!
[Littlefoot begins to sink to the bottom of the ocean.]
Cera: There they are.
[Littlefoot coughs]
Ducky: Littlefoot, are you all right?
Littlefoot: [continues coughing] Don't worry. I'm fine. It was amazing, guys. I've never seen anything so beautiful.
Mo: Your world beautiful too, Littlefoot. And fun! [laughing]
Littlefoot: I know. Thanks, Mo.
[Mo nods]
Littlefoot: Good-bye, Mo.
Mo: Good-bye, friends. [swims backwards] Good-bye.
Littlefoot: Good-bye, Mo.
Narrator: And so following the way given to them by Mo's water kin, Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike began the long journey home.
[The kids made their way as they past through the river, and mountains.]
Petrie: We know way from here!
Littlefoot: We sure do!
Ducky: Hurry, Spike.
Cera: Yeah, 'cause last one home is a rotten egg.
Ducky: Yay!
Narrator: And when at last Littlefoot and his friends did reach home, each was greeted by great relief....
Littlefoot: Grandma! Grandpa!
Cera: Daddy!
Narrator: ...joy...
Petrie: Mama!
Narrator: ...and loved by their families. This adventure was at an end. Still, Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike knew in their hearts that there would be many more adventures yet to come.
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