The Land Before Time X: The Great Longneck Migration


 * ''[first lines]
 * Narrator: Millions of years ago, this planet we call Earth, was quite a different place indeed.
 * ''[the rocks and the lava rumble]
 * Narrator: The land was still forming. Strange plants abounded, and the world was populated by those remarkable of creatures, the dinosaurs. Though very different from us in many ways, these ancient giants resembled us in some ways too: they ate...
 * ''[they attack the dinosaurs]
 * Narrator: ...they fought, they played, they slept, and sometimes, perhaps, they even dreamed.
 * Littlefoot: [sleeps on the grass with the dinosaurs rising up, then gasping, echoing] Huh? [rising up, looking at the dinosaurs, then jumping on the rock, then spinning faster, then the cloud appears]
 * Adult voice: Look. What is it? It's incredible. It's the most beautiful... I've never... Neither have I. Oh, my! Oh, it's so awesome. Oh!
 * ''[the clouds spiral to the sun at Littlefoot, then yelling, then breathing heavily, then they all snore, with the insects snoring while looking around, then looking at the dinosaurs sleeping]
 * Littlefoot: Whew! It was just a sleep story. [he sleeps back, sighing] Mmm.
 * ''[they moan and grunt, then Petrie flies with the Flyers, then Littlefoot and Ducky play tag]
 * Ducky: I'm going to get you. Yep, yep, yep!
 * Littlefoot: Oh, no, you're not!
 * ''[she giggles, then leaping at the branch, then sliding, then they continue playing tag]
 * Ducky: Can't catch me! [gasping] I can too. Yep, yep, yep. [he tries to grab the tail of Littlefoot, then Littlefoot laughs, then exhaling heavily] Or maybe not.
 * Petrie: [laughing] Me know you no catch me neither.
 * ''[Ducky plays tag with Petrie, then Spike eats grass]
 * Ducky: Then I will get Spike. [runs to Spike, then jumping over, then falling on the ground]
 * ''[Spike continues eating the grass]
 * Ducky: Ow. [looking at Cera] Ah!
 * Cera: [to Ducky] Don't even think about it.
 * ''[she gasps]
 * Littlefoot: Ducky!
 * Ducky: Aha! [giggling while running at Littlefoot, then she continues playing tag in the grass] I'm gonna get you.
 * Littlefoot: Can't catch me.
 * Ducky: I'm right behind you.
 * Littlefoot: I'm too fast for you.
 * Adult voice: Huh? Hey!
 * ''[she continues giggling while playing tag]
 * Adult voice: Wha...
 * ''[they both get out of the grass by playing tag, then looking at the sun shining at Littlefoot, then Ducky]
 * Ducky: [breathes heavily] Tag. Y-You are it. Yep, yep, yep. [lays to the ground, grunting]
 * [he looks at sun, shining, then they both look at Ducky, then looking at the sun at Petrie]
 * Petrie: Um, did you no hear? You it.
 * Littlefoot: Huh?
 * Cera: What part of "it" don't you understand?
 * Littlefoot: Uh, I'm sorry. I just... [sighing]
 * Cera: It's the great circle. You see it every day. Why is it suddenly so interesting?
 * Littlefoot: I don't know. I... It looks like something I saw in my sleep story last night.
 * Cera: "Sleep-story"?
 * Ducky: Yep, yep, yep. I have sleep stories all of the time. I love them. I see myself floating down wide waters, covered with good, smelly flowers. [sniffing, then sighing]
 * Petrie: Me have sleepy stories about flying way up over high hills and tall trees. [laughing, then flying away]
 * ''[Spike continues eating the grass]
 * Petrie: Me bet we know what Spike have sleep stories about.
 * ''[Spike swallows the grass, then eating the grass]
 * Littlefoot: What about you, Cera? Don't you ever have sleep stories?
 * Cera: Threehorns never have sleep stories. They're for babies. They're all just full dumb stuff that could never happen.
 * Littlefoot: Hmm, I guess you're right. In my sleep story last night, I saw you butt your head against this tall rock, and it split right in half.
 * Cera: Really? I did that?
 * Littlefoot: Yeah, but, like you said, sleep stories are dumb. Something like that could never really happen.
 * Cera: Oh, now, wait. I didn't say everything that happens in a sleep story is dumb.
 * Littlefoot: Sure you did.
 * Petrie: Uh-huh.
 * Cera: I did not. I said some things. But this head-butting thing, I could do that.
 * Littlefoot: Sure you could.
 * ''[Ducky giggles, then laughing]
 * Petrie: Yeah, right.
 * Cera: I could too. There's not a rock in the whole Great Valley that I couldn't crack with my head.
 * Littlefoot: Oh, yeah? Hmm. Let's see. How 'bout that one?
 * Petrie: Yeah, that one.
 * Cera: Uh...
 * Littlefoot: Well?
 * Cera: Uh, sure. I could do that. No problem.
 * Littlefoot: Great.
 * Cera: Oh. Okay. [starting to fight Petrie, yelling, then hitting the rock, then getting up] I'm going home. My head hurts.
 * Littlefoot: I didn't mean to make her hurt her head.
 * Petrie: Me think you mainly hurt her brag bone.
 * ''[cut to Littlefoot sleeping, then yelling, when Grandpa appears]
 * Grandpa: What is it, Littlefoot? What's the matter?
 * Littlefoot: I... I don't know. I just can't sleep for some reason.
 * Grandpa: Oh, neither can I, Littlefoot. And I think I know why. For some time now, I've been feeling restless, as if there's someplace I need to go, but I... I don't know where.
 * Littlefoot: Me too, Grandpa! Me too! That's just how I feel tonight.
 * Grandpa: I think this feeling has to do something to do with the sleep stories I've been having.
 * Littlefoot: [gasping] You've been having 'em too?
 * Grandpa: Mm. Grandma too. We've talked about it. I think the time has come for us to go on a journey.
 * Littlefoot: A journey? When? Where? Just you and me?
 * Grandpa: And Grandma. And others too, I think. I... I really don't know, but we must leave soon. Lie back down now. Get some rest. We might leave tomorrow.
 * Littlefoot: A journey. [he lies back down]
 * Ducky: What kind of journey?
 * Petrie: You mean, like a trip?
 * Littlefoot: Yeah, I guess so. Sort of like an adventure.
 * Ducky: Ahh!
 * Cera: So, let me get this straight. You've been having sleep stories, so you're going on an adventure, but you don't know when, and you don't know where, and you don't know why, but you'll just feel when it's time to leave, and then you and your grandparents will just wander off. Is that it?
 * Littlefoot: Yeah. That about sums it up.
 * Cera: Heh! I'm glad threehorns don't have adventures like that.
 * Spike: Hmm?
 * Petrie: W-Well, me think it sound fun.
 * Spike: Mm-hmm.
 * Ducky: [getting on Spike] What kind of adventure do you think it will be?
 * Littlefoot: I... I just don't know.
 * Ducky: A trip down the deepest caves?
 * Petrie: A climb into the highest mountains?
 * Ducky: A swim across the biggest water?
 * ''["Adventuring" begins playing, by walking on the log]
 * Littlefoot: [singing] I'm going to go adventuring.
 * Together: Adventuring?
 * Cera: Adventuring?
 * Littlefoot: [singing] I'm going to go adventuring and who knows what I'll find.
 * Petrie: [singing] He's going to see the great beyond.
 * Ducky: [singing] Across the mud.
 * Littlefoot: [singing] Beyond the pond.
 * Together: [singing] He's going to see the great beyond.
 * Cera: [singing] I'd rather stay behind. Hmph.
 * Ducky: [singing] Will there be ugly bug-ly things with ick-ly tickle-y prickly wings.
 * Petrie: [singing] A front that bites a back that stings.
 * Littlefoot: [singing] You never know.
 * Petrie: Um... [singing] Will there be things with sharp-ly teeth.
 * Ducky: [singing] Up above and underneath.
 * Cera: [singing] I'll bet it so.
 * Ducky: [singing] Then please don't go.
 * Littlefoot: [runs, then jumping in the water, then singing] I'm going to climb the mountain tall where fires burn and rocks can fall.
 * Cera: [singing] And scary things can creep and crawl. With one big goog-ly eye.
 * Ducky: Aah! Stop!
 * Petrie: [singing] He's going to reach the highest high. Where even flyers never fly.
 * Ducky: [singing] Maybe he will touch the sky.
 * Cera: [singing] Well, I won't say good-bye.
 * Ducky: [singing] Will he cross the big, big water where it's hot or even hotter.
 * Cera: [singing] Bet he's gonna meet a lotta sharpteeth there.
 * Petrie: Yeah.
 * Ducky: [singing] Will there be yummy things to eat?
 * Petrie: [singing] Will there be things that ouch your feet?
 * Ducky: [singing] Will you be brave?
 * Cera: [singing] Will you be scared?
 * Littlefoot: No! [continues singing] I'm going to go adventuring.
 * Together: [singing] Adventuring, adventuring.
 * Littlefoot: [singing] And when I go adventuring, there'll be so much to do.
 * Together: [singing] But if you go adventuring. Adventuring. There's just one thing. You know what you are going to have to do. You're going to have to take us all with you.
 * ''[he laughs while Petrie flies around Littlefoot]
 * Ducky: Oh, yes, yes, yes. Please!
 * Cera: Hmm... [laughing]
 * Together: [singing] We want to go adventuring too!
 * ''[Littlefoot looks at Grandpa appearing]
 * Grandpa: Littlefoot, it's time.
 * ''[he gasps, then the Flyer screeches, then going with Grandma and Grandpa, then sighing, then he continues walking, then zooming into Cera, Spike, Ducky and Petrie]
 * Petrie: Oh, me miss him already.
 * Ducky: I still wonder where he is going to go.
 * Cera: Aw, who'd wanna go on an adventure with a bunch of longnecks anyway? [gets off of a log by Spike, Ducky and Petrie]
 * Petrie: Me would.
 * Ducky: Mm-hmm.
 * Spike: Mm-hmm.
 * ''[cut to Littlefoot]
 * Littlefoot: Grandma, are we there yet?
 * Grandma: No, Littlefoot. Not yet.
 * Littlefoot: But, you do know where we're going, right?
 * Grandpa: Not exactly, Littlefoot.
 * Littlefoot: Then, how will know when we get there?
 * Grandpa: I'll just know.
 * Littlefoot: [walks the the canyon with the rocks falling down] I'm glad we're not there yet. I don't like this place. [continues walking to the canyon, then water]
 * Grandpa: What do you think, Littlefoot? Do you like this place any better?
 * Littlefoot: [eats the leaf] At least there's stuff to eat.
 * Grandpa: Hmm. Watch your step, dear. This is deeper that it looks.
 * Littlefoot: Doesn't look too deep to me. Besides, there are rocks to walk on. [slides on a rock, then walking on rocks]
 * Grandma: Littlefoot, careful.
 * Littlefoot: Hey, look at me! This is fun. [walks on the log]
 * Grandma: Careful.
 * Grandpa: Slow down, Littlefoot. And watch where you're stepping.
 * ''[the water bubbles, then the creature appears]
 * Littlefoot: You better walk faster if you want to keep up with me.
 * ''[the creature growls, with Littlefoot walking in the eye, then they both gasp]
 * Grandma: Littlefoot!
 * ''[the creature opens his teeth]
 * Grandpa: Littlefoot, stop! No!
 * Littlefoot: [falls to the creature, then the foot attacks the creature, then sliding down the leg, then splashing in the water, going back at the rock, then looking at Sue] Wow!
 * Sue: I hate those things. Don't you? So annoying when they nibble on your foot.
 * Grandma: How can we thank you for saving Littlefoot?
 * Sue: Littlefoot. Is that you?
 * ''[Littlefoot nods]
 * Sue: Ohhh. Cute. I'm Sue. And you don't have to thank me. It was fun. What's the point of having big feet if you don't step on bad guys every now and then? I... I don't wanna be pushy or anything, but, could I tag along with you? I think we're headed the same way.
 * ''[Grandma picks up Littlefoot]
 * Grandpa: We'd be honored.
 * Sue: Thanks.
 * ''[they all walk down, with the creature appearing while looking around, then they walk at night, then picking up Littlefoot, then gasping, then yawning]
 * Sue: Ohhh. You've had a busy day, haven't you?
 * Littlefoot: Uh-huh.
 * Sue: And I bet you haven't been sleeping too well the last few days either. Right?
 * Littlefoot: How did you know?
 * Sue: I just figured you and your folks were out here for the same reason as me, the sleep story, right?
 * Littlefoot: Yeah. The one about...
 * Sue: The great circle.
 * Littlefoot: Whoa!
 * Sue: I wonder if everybody had the exact same sleep story?
 * Littlefoot: Everybody? What do you mean? You think there are others who've seen that story in their sleep?
 * Sue: Why not? What makes us think we're so special? I'll bet longnecks everywhere are having that sleep story. And since it was a sleep story that started us all on this journey, I think we're gonna meet a lot of longnecks on our way. [walks with Littlefoot on Sue, chuckling] Hm. Of course, I'll be the tallest one... Story of my life. Just once, I'd like to meet someone, I could look up to, you know?
 * ''[he sleeps on Sue's head]
 * Sue: Good night, Littlefoot. Sleep well.
 * ''[they walk by the moon, then they both sleep]
 * Cera: [moaning] No. [moaning] No. [she sleeps by daytime]
 * Crowd: Hooray for the longnecks! Long live Littlefoot! Yea! Yea!
 * Cera: Huh?
 * Adult voice: He's back from his adventure!
 * ''[Littlefoot arrives, with Cera walking, then throwing flowers]
 * Crowd: Littlefoot! Littlefoot! Littlefoot! Littlefoot!
 * Cera's Dad: Littlefoot! Littlefoot! Littlefoot! Littlefoot!
 * Cera: Huh? Dad?
 * ''[they all walk down, with flowers falling down, then looking at Littlefoot with the flowers falling down]
 * Cera: No! [cut at night, with Cera's Dad snoring and growling, then moving the leg, then he continues snoring, then walking away, with Ducky's Mom, Ducky, and Spike sleeping, then hitting Ducky]
 * Ducky: Ouch! Oof! [falls down]
 * Cera: Shh! Come on!
 * Ducky: Come on where? [whispering] Sorry. Where?
 * Cera: We are gonna see just what kind of an adventure Littlefoot's having.
 * Ducky: Yep, yep, yep. Let us wake up Spike too. [to Spike] Spike! Spike! Wake up. [tries to get Spike up] Spike! Spike! Spike!
 * ''[Spike continues sleeping]
 * Cera: Ducky, we don't have all night. Let's go.
 * Ducky: [jumps to try to get Spike up, then she grumbles, then Spike rolls over, then Ducky falls to the ground] I do not think he is awake yet. Spike!
 * ''[Cera walks away, with Spike sleeping, then chomping, with Cera eating the leaf, then Spike gets up, with Ducky laying down, then trying to chomp at Cera, then Ducky gets up]
 * Ducky: I think he bent my beak. [she gets out, then walking to Cera and Spike]
 * Cera: Psst. Petrie, wake up.
 * Petrie: [snoring] Hoo-oo-oo-oo. [continues snoring]
 * Cera: Petrie! Petrie? Psst. Petrie!
 * ''[Petrie continues sleeping, then throwing rocks]
 * Petrie: Hm... Hmm? Hmm? [gets up, smacking lips, then the watermelon hits Petrie, falling to the ground]
 * Cera: [to Petrie] Nice flying. You ready?
 * Petrie: [shakes his head] Me always ready.
 * Cera: Then let's go find Littlefoot.
 * ''[they both walk to find Littlefoot, then Ducky hands Petrie]
 * Petrie: [to Ducky] What happened to your beak?
 * ''[she gasps, then rubbing her nose]
 * Petrie: How we find them, anyway? They long gone.
 * Cera: One good thing about longnecks, they leave big footmarks.
 * Spike: Mm-hmm.
 * ''[cut to day at the desert, blowing wind, then putting footmarks on the desert]
 * Littlefoot: Grandma, in your sleep stories, did you see scary things?
 * Grandma: Well, dear, I saw things I can't quite explain.