The Land Before Time XI: Invasion of the Tinysauruses


 * ''[first lines]
 * Narrator: Our vast universe is filled with objects of incredible size, objects seperated by distances to great measure.
 * ''[the comets spin around]
 * Narrator: 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.
 * ''[they all walk away]
 * Narrator: 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.
 * ''[they all look at the flower]
 * Ducky: [sighs] They look so pretty!
 * ''[Spike walks up]
 * 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!
 * ''[Spike walks back]
 * 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?
 * ''[they all chuckle]
 * 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 by falling down, then they all gasp, then knocking Ducky and Spike, then 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.
 * ''[they both walk away]
 * 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?
 * ''[they all nod, then Cera's Dad walks away, then they all sigh, then Cera appears, laughing]
 * 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? [runs on Littlefoot, grabbing a flower, eating]
 * ''[they both laugh]
 * Littlefoot: That's right! That's exactly how it happened.
 * ''[they all continue laughing]
 * 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! [laughing, walking away]
 * ''[Littlefoot walks away]
 * 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!
 * ''[cut to Cera's Dad, walking along]
 * 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: [walks by Cera's Dad] Why, Topsy, you haven't changed a bit. Still the handsomest thing with three horns.
 * ''[they both giggle, then Cera's Dad walks away, touching a tree, gouging, trying to get off]
 * Cera's Dad: I'm hooked.
 * Tria: [walks by Cera's Dad] Yep, the same old Topsy.
 * ''[cut to Cera, laughing]
 * Cera: That Littlefoot! Imagine! Telling me I don't get the first tree-sweet. [laughing]
 * 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... [looking up, then trying to jump on the egde, then grabbing on, trying to get up]
 * 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 Gandpa 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. [looks at a tree] But I'm big enough to get the first tree-sweet! [tries to get a flower] Come on! You can do it! [continues trying to get a flower] Oh, yeah, I got you now! Almost there! [grabs a flower, then falling down to the ground, with flowers on Littlefoot, gasping, lookijg at one flower] Oh, no!
 * ''[the flower lands on Littlefoot, then laying down, then trying to get up, looking at a Tinysaurus]
 * Littlefoot: Huh?
 * ''[the Tinysaurus walks to Littlefoot, eating a flower, then looking at the Tinysauruses, gasping, screaming, then the Tinysauruses run away, looking around, then looking at a tree with no flowers]
 * Littlefoot: Huh? [looking at Tria and Cera's Dad]
 * 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. [looking at a tree with no flowers, screaming while rumbling]
 * 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.
 * ''[they all look at the dinosaurs]
 * Petrie: So, Cera, are you mad you're not going to get the first bite of tree-sweets?
 * Cera: [to Petrie] Whtlat 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!
 * ''[they all murmur]
 * Cera's Dad: But that's not the saddest part. The worst of it is that someone here too them!
 * ''[they all gasp]
 * 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, rolling at Littlefoot]
 * Petrie: What's the matter with...
 * Littlefoot: I didn't do it! You hear me? I didn't do it! [gasping] Uh...
 * 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: [gasps, looking at a tree, and the dinosaurs] 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. Three-horn 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!
 * ''[they all laugh, looking around, then they all continue laughing]
 * Cera: Nice try! You are in so much trouble!
 * ''[they continue laughing]
 * "Cera's Dad': Oh! He's telling the truth! [looks at a flower petal] 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 pestes who creep and crawl around under our very snout, eating our food! [snorts] Disgusting!
 * Clubtail: Little things are awful. I hate 'em!
 * ''[the wind blows the leaves, then "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!
 * ''[they all chatter]
 * 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.
 * ''[they all shout]
 * Cera's Dad: Then it's settled. We'll rid the valley of this threat. Who wants to search where?
 * ''[they all shout again]
 * 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!
 * ''[they all walk to Petrie]
 * 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.
 * ''[Tria walks away by Cera's Dad, then Cera coughs]
 * 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!
 * ''[cut to Spike, Ducky, and Petrie, walking, then 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.
 * ''[cut back to the dinosaurs]
 * Cera's Dad: Remember, these things are small and fast. Keep your head to the ground and your eyes open.
 * ''[the dinosaurs walk with heads in the grass, knocking their heads]
 * 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!
 * ''[the triceratops walks under a tree, looking around, trying to get out, then Spike eats the leaves]
 * Ducky: No tiny longnecks there. [touches a leaf] Nope, nope, nope.
 * ''[Spike swallows a leaf]
 * Ducky: Searching for the little ones is kinda fun.
 * Spike: [continues eating the leaves] Mm-hmm. [swallows the leaves]
 * Ducky: Hmm.
 * ''[the triceratops continues trying to get out of the branch]
 * Ducky: I do not think grown-ups are too good at it, though.
 * Longneck: Come back here! Get over here!
 * ''[they all laugh]
 * 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?
 * ''[Cera growls]
 * Littlefoot: Is she gonna be her new mom?
 * ''[Cera growls at Littlefoot]
 * Littlefoot: Hey!
 * Cera: No! Are you crazy? No! No! No!
 * ''[Littlefoot runs away, then Cera growls, running at Littlefoot, jumping over a branch, then touching the leaves, growling]
 * 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! [echoing]
 * Littlefoot: Sort of a waste of time anyway. How do you find something that little in a valley this big? [falls in the cave, sitting on Skitter] Oh, great. Help! Cera! [echoing]
 * Skitter: [muffled voice] Would you get up, please?
 * Littlefoot: Huh? Huh?
 * Skitter: Do you mind? I can't breathe!
 * ''[moves away from Skitter]
 * Skitter: Ahh! That's better.
 * ''[Littlefoot screams at Skitter, running away from Skitter]
 * Skitter: Hmm. Was it something I said?
 * ''[cut to Cera, walking, kicking a rock, laughing]
 * Tria: Oh, Topsy, you say the silliest things.
 * Cera's Dad: Mmm!
 * ''[they both hug]
 * Cera: Well?
 * ''[they both gasp]
 * Cera: 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 Littlefoot, running away, screaming]