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The Land Before Time VIII: The Big Freeze The Land Before Time X: The Great Longneck Migration
Journey to Big Water DVD cover
  • [first lines]
  • Narrator: The ancient seas, home to so many wonderous creatures, creatures both small, and very, very large.
  • [the turtle swims up]
  • Narrator: 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.
  • [the flyers flies up]
  • Narrator: But also from the ever-changing weather patterns and natural disasters that plagued our world.
  • [they hear a thunderclap, then walking on the puddle, then running away by the tree]
  • Narrator: 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.
  • [they hear thunderclap]
  • Narrator: But the Great Valley was also having some very bad weather.
  • [the thunder hits the tree, causing on fire, falling down]
  • 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. [slides on water] Gee, what if it never stops? [dires off]
  • Grandma: Oh, it will, little one. It always does.
  • [thr leaves cause by the wind]
  • 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!
  • [they both roll a log, with Littlefoot walking by]
  • 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.
  • [they both try to push a log]
  • 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.
  • [they continue to try to push a log]
  • Littlefoot: Okay, Cera. Then I'll see you later?
  • Cera: Uh-huh.
  • [they continue to push a log]
  • 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. [falls to the ground, laughing] 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.
  • [Spike squishes the mud at Ducky, then throwing the mud at Spike's nose, laughing]
  • 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. [continues jumping on mud]
  • 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.
  • [they both continue playing in the mud]
  • Ducky's Mom: Ducky, Spike, stop squishing in that mud and come along. We have a nest to build.
  • Ducky: I'm coming, mama.
  • [they both walk down]
  • Ducky: Squishy, squishy, squishy.
  • [he walks away, leaving Spike and Ducky playing mud]
  • Littlefoot: Hello? Petrie? You up there?
  • Petrie: Me up here, Littlefoot. But me no can play today. Me got sniffles from having wet feet. [starts sneezing, then falling to the ground] 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. [starts sneezing, then falling down] 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.
  • Both: [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. [looks at the cloud]
  • 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.
  • [the dinosaur roars, then a dragonfly flies around Grandpa]
  • Grandpa: Oh, we even have these annoying buzzing creatures.
  • [the dragonfly lands on Littlefoot]
  • Grandpa: Wonderous, isn't it?
  • [he blows the dragonfly out]
  • 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.
  • [the frogs swim, then they leap, then Littlefoot touches the water]
  • 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. [continues imitating Grandpa] Okay. Let's go have some fun.
  • [the frogs leap in the water]
  • Littlefoot: Yeah! [jumping up, then leaping, then walking on a log] 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. [runs to the cliff, then he continues imitating Grandpa] 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. [imitates Grandpa, walking backward] 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. [looks around]
  • [cut to the adults]
  • 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.
  • [the adults murmur]
  • 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. [screaming while hearing a thunderclap] Wait for me! [continues running by Grandpa, then hearing thunderclap, then pouring rain, followed by Mo, then the sun rises up, with the flyer flying away, then they all sleep, then hearing a squawk] Huh? What was that? [continues sleeping] Probably nothing. [he hears a squawk again] There it is again. I've never heard anything like it before. I better check it out. [stretching the body, then rolling around, then getting up, looking at the grandparents sleeping, then sneaking around]
  • 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. [runs away by the grandparents, then running by Mo] Sounds like it's coming from out there somewhere. Maybe it's something new, just waiting to be discovered like Grandpa said.
  • [Mo squawks, then gasping, then trilling]
  • 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. [he hears Mo squawking, then looking at Mo jumping in the water, then squirting at Littlefoot, then shaking it off] Hey! [blows air out] Huh?
  • [Mo laughs, then swimming backwards]
  • Littlefoot: Wow!
  • [Mo dives in the water, then jumping in and out of the water]
  • Littlefoot: No, don't go! Please! [squirts at Littlefoot] Hey! Okay, very funny. [looks at Mo, then walking in the water] That really looks like fun. [he looks at Mo jumping in and out] I wish I could do that.
  • Mo: [gurgling] Who are you?
  • Littlefoot: I'm Littlefoot.
  • Mo: Littlefoot?
  • 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!
  • [he splashes back in]
  • 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, then splashing in the water] Be more wet. [gets out of the water] 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!
  • [they all walk to Littlefoot]
  • 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.
  • [Spike walks]
  • Petrie: Just because they go, no mean me have to. Me think for myself.
  • Cera: Petrie?
  • Petrie: Coming!
  • [they all walk to Littlefoot, then they all gasp]
  • 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.
  • [he swims away]
  • Ducky: Right, Spike? Spike?
  • [continues eating grass]
  • Ducky: 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. [walks by Spike] So, where is he?
  • Littlefoot: I don't know. Mo! [echoing in water]
  • Cera: Sounds to me like you just made him up.
  • Littlefoot: No, I didn't.
  • Cera: Sure, you didn't.
  • Littlefoot: [jumps on the ground] Well, I didn't! I wouldn't talk to an imaginary friend.
  • Petrie: Why not? Me talk to imaginary friend all the time. [he grabs the sticks like drumsticks, then playing on the trutles like a drum set, then "Imaginary Friend" begins, singing, sliding down, then Littlefoot shakes the mud off] 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 inaginary.
  • 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.
  • [they all walk to Mo, then Mo dives in the water]
  • 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.
  • [Spike eats the leaves, then Mo claps]
  • 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 spins 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?
  • Mo: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm.
  • Cera: And you're sure that no one else came with you?
  • Mo: Mo all alone. [nods]
  • [camera zooms underwater]
  • Mo: But now Mo have no friends. [laughing] Have fun. [dives underwater, then looking at Sharptooth Swimmer appear, then swimming and spinning, then swimming up, then Mo appears, then dives back in]
  • [they both laugh]
  • Petrie: Mo sound funny.
  • [Sharptooth Swimmer appears by Mo, then they all scream]
  • Littlefoot: Run for it!
  • [they all run by Sharptooth Swimmer, with Mo pulling it down, then Sharptooth Swimmer swims back undwater, then cutting the vine on a log, then swimming away]
  • 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.
  • Littlefoot: But, Cera, we can't just leave Mo. He's my mud brother.
  • [they hear Mo squeal]
  • 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.
  • 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.
  • [they all walk]
  • Grandpa: I'm sorry, Littlefoot, but... Littlefoot? Kids?
  • [they all go to the water]
  • Littlefoot: I don't care what anybody says. Mo's my mud brother and I'm gonna help him.
  • Cera: But, Littlefoot. [gasping]
  • Ducky: Ooh. I think my tummy is making its hungry sound. [screaming] No. I do not think that is my tummy.
  • [they all scream]
  • Littlefoot: Earthshake!
  • [they all scream while running, then the rock appears]
  • Littlefoot: [screaming] This way!
  • [they all run and scream, then breaking the ground]
  • Littlefoot: Over here!
  • [they all run, with the rocks falling down, then they all roll down]
  • Littlefoot: Look out!
  • [the tree falls down, then they all appear, by vibrating, then looking around]
  • 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, then the geyser hits him, screaming] Hot! Never mind. [lands on the ground, then Spike walks away]
  • Ducky: Do not worry, Spike. We will find a way home.
  • [Spike eats the bush, then swallowing it, then Littlefoot walks to Ducky and Spike, walking down to Mo, then cut back to the adults]
  • 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 could. It trap bad swimmer. He know leave ever never.
  • [they hear a growl]
  • 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. [walks away by Mo, walking up to Cera, Spike, Ducky, and Petrie]
  • Mo: Ho-o-o-me.
  • Littlefoot: And since we can't get home the old way, maybe we can find a new way home by going that way.
  • [they all look]
  • Littlefoot: 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.
  • [cut to Petrie, flying away]
  • Petrie: Me find water paths to Big Water and be big hero. [blows smoke at Petrie, then he continues flying, then blowing wind at Petrie] Whew. That's some big wind. [the wind blows at Petrie, then falling down] Got to pull up. Pull up! [flying to the clouds] Oh! Me sure glad that over. Now me can get back to being hero. [flies by a smoke] Oh, too bad, Cera, Littlefoot, Ducky, and Spike fly. Wait. Imaginary friend can fly. There!
  • [the green character appears, falling down, the growling, then flying up]
  • Petrie: Now he got wings.
  • [they both fly away]
  • 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.
  • [they both fly]
  • Petrie: Whoa! There Big Water. Now me go back and tell other. [flies away]
  • [the green character disappears, then cut to Littlefoot and Cera, walking to an end]
  • Littlefoot: Great job, Petrie. You found the way all by yourself.
  • Petrie: Not by yourself, Littlefoot. Imaginary friend help.
  • Cera: Oh, brother.
  • [they laugh, looking at Mo in the waterfall, then they walk down, then they leap on the rock, then they walk under]
  • Cera: Mo this and Mo that.
  • [Mo blows raspberry, squirting at Cera]
  • Cera: Hey!
  • Mo: Fun!
  • 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?
  • [he drinks water, making bubbles, then Mo appears]
  • Littlefoot: Huh?
  • Mo: Surprise! [laughing, then looking at Littlefoot with bubbles on his chin, then the bubbles appear] Now, Mo bubble-face, too!
  • [he laughs, then they both laugh, then Cera walks away]
  • Both: What?
  • [they both walk, then they all walk]
  • 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. [dives in the water, swimming around, then swimming down, then drowning, with Mo thudding, then swimming to Mo, getting stuck, then trying to get Mo out, then letting go, then getting out of the water] It is Mo. He is stucked, and I cannot pull him out.
  • [they gasp, then Spike dives in the water]
  • Ducky: Help, guys.
  • [they dive in the water]
  • Ducky: You are not swimmers. You cannot go down there. [takes an inhale, then Mo gets out after they help get him out]
  • Mo: Surprise! [looking around, then diving back in, then they all get out, coughing]
  • 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]
  • [he walks away]
  • 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.
  • [Mo dives in the water, then jumping up]
  • Petrie: Uh-oh. Here comes the squish part.
  • [Mo flies at Littlefoot]
  • 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 all get down, then the rocks fall down by Sharptooth Swimmer, then they all walk, laughing with Mo, then evening, then swimming on the tail, then night, with Mo jumping, then day by hearing a frog, with Mo swimming on the top]
  • Petrie: 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 dances, then walking, then clapping and laughing]
  • 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!
  • [they all laugh, then splashing the fins, then yawning]
  • Petrie: Why Mo make that awful noise?
  • Ducky: Maybe he's sick.
  • [Spike lays down, then Ducky rolls down]
  • Ducky: Ow. Now I'm feeling sick too.
  • Cera: Littlefoot, make him stop! [the cricket lands on Cera, screaming, then running] What just hopped on me?
  • Littlefoot: I'm not sure! But I think it was one of them!
  • [they all look at the crickets hopping on the grass, then screaming, then they all scream]
  • Ducky: Don't worry, Spike. I won't protect you.
  • [Mo laughs, then the crickets land]
  • Petrie: Oh, no! Now they after Mo.
  • [Mo laughs]
  • Cera: What are they doing?
  • Littlefoot: Talking?
  • [Mo squawks, then the crickets run away]
  • Littlefoot: What do you see, Mo?
  • Mo: Flying bugs tell Mo we're getting close to Big Water! [dives back in] And... They especially liked Mo's singing.
  • Ducky: Singing? Oh, so that is what you were doing. [laughing]
  • Cera: Petrie, thanks to you, we're lost.
  • Petrie: Hey, we no lost.
  • [they all walk]
  • Ducky: Everyone else getting so, so grumpy. [jumps on the leaves] But I'm not grumpy. [grabs a leaf] I am hap... [grunting] Hap... Happy! That we're all together and finding away home. [jumps on the leaves]
  • Spike: Hmm?
  • Mo: What that?
  • [he walks to the ground]
  • Littlefoot: Come on. Spike will find her. We're coming, Ducky!
  • [Spike continues walking, then digging the leaves, then looking at Ducky]
  • Ducky: Hello, Spike. Thank you for saving me.
  • [he picks up Ducky, then putting down, then licking Ducky, laughing]
  • Littlefoot: What happened, Ducky?
  • Ducky: I was hopping, and then I felled, and then it was dark.
  • [they look at the ground with eggs]
  • Littlefoot: Wow! Eggs. Ducky fell into someone's nest.
  • [Mo claps]
  • Cera: Which is why we'd better get outta here. The mama of these eggs might not be too...
  • [Diplodocus Mom appears]
  • Cera: Friendly.
  • [they all scream, then they walk backward]
  • Ducky: We are sorry, Mrs. Mama, but we would not hurt your babies. Oh, no, no, no.
  • Diplodocus Mom: [growls, then sniffing the eggs] 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.
  • Diplodocus Mom: Hmm.
  • [cut at night, showing the full moon, sleeping]
  • 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. [looking at a reflection, comets] My grandpa is right. I don't think I'll ever feel alone again.
  • [they all look at the clouds]
  • Cera's Dad: It's late. Wherever they are, we aren't going to find them tonight.
  • [they all murmur in concern]
  • Cera's Dad: 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. [hears the babies crying, then sighing]
  • Petrie: It's so hot. Me like skywater better than this.
  • [Mo swims around, then diving in]
  • Ducky: Maybe we could stop and go for a swim.
  • [Spike touches the water, then Ducky slides down, then diving in the water]
  • Ducky: The water feels so nice and cool. [spits water out like a fountain, then sitting down, then spitting out] Ew. But it tastes yucky.
  • [Spike spits water out, then coughing]
  • Littlefoot: That must be, because we're getting close to Big Water. Come on. Let's celebrate by cooling off.
  • All: Yay!
  • [Ducky dives in the water, then Cera pushes Spike in the water, then jumping in the water, then they all play in the water, splashing at Littlefoot and Cera]
  • Cera: Hey, let's show Mo how much fun we are.
  • Mo: [he appears] Uh-oh.
  • Cera: Get him. [jumping up] Yeah!
  • [they all splash in the water, then swimming, then squirting at Petrie, then shaking it off, then flying]
  • Littlefoot: Come on.
  • Petrie: Get in!
  • Cera: [shakes the water off, then pinching by a crab] Ow! I just stepped on something. [looking at a silhouette of a crab] What is that weird looking thing? [takes an inhale, bubbling, then the crab pinches Cera, screaming]
  • Ducky: Cera, what is that on your nose?
  • Cera: I don't know! Just get it off! Get it off! [continues screaming, then shaking around, then Petrie tries to get the crab out of her nose]
  • Petrie: It's stuck!
  • [he lets go, then rolling down on the ground]
  • Cera: Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! [the crab gets out of Cera's nose, walking away]
  • 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.
  • [they both laugh, then Mo starts swimming, then the clouds cover the sky]
  • Mo: Mo swim ahead. Go see which water path take us to Big Water. Be back soon.
  • [camera zooms in to Sharptooth Swimmer, then they all gasp, covering the sky, starting to pour rain]
  • Cera: Oh, great. More skywater. Well, nothing could possibly make my day any worse.
  • [they all scream while looking at the wave]
  • Cera: Except for that!
  • [Sharptooth Swimmer appears, roaring, then they all scream, then splashing at the water, then flying at the log, following by Sharptooth Swimmer swimming]
  • Cera: Hurry! We've gotta get us far away from the water as we can.
  • [they all try to climb up, then sliding down, then hearing a thunderclap at Petrie, falling down at Sharptooth Swimmer, grabbing Petrie, then the log hits Sharptooth Swimmer, splashing in the water, by falling down, then they all scream, then they go inside a log]
  • 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...
  • [they all scream by grabbing by Sharptooth Swimmer, splashing in the water, then throwing a log, then they all scream, then they all look by hearing a thunderclap, then Sharptooth Swimmer appears]
  • Cera: Let's get out of here!
  • [they all row back by Sharptooth Swimmer, then they all scream, then Mo attacks Sharptooth Swimmer, then hitting the tree, then Sharptooth Swimmer throws Mo by sliding, then shaking, then swimming backwards, then Sharptooth Swimmer swims around Mo]
  • Mo: Good-bye, friends.
  • [Sharptooth Swimmer appears, then blowing a raspberry, then attacking Sharptooth Swimmer, then roaring, then they gasp, then they watch Mo chase Sharptooth Swimmer]
  • Littlefoot: Mo! Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!! [echoing]
  • Ducky: [sniffling] Mo.
  • [the cloud reveals a sun, with the birds flying at the sky, then Cera stretches her body, then getting up, yawning, looking around]
  • Cera: Littlefoot?
  • [they all walk to Littlefoot, sleeping]
  • Cera: Littlefoot, are you okay?
  • Littlefoot: [looking at a reflection] 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.
  • [Spike walks to Littlefoot, licking him]
  • Littlefoot: Thanks.
  • Cera: Sometimes bad stuff just happens.
  • [Ducky runs by Littlefoot and Spike]
  • Cera: 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. [he flies by yodeling, then Spike vocalizes, then looking at Spike, then they hear Mo]
  • Cera: Hey, I'd know that squeak anywhere! Come on, guys!
  • All: Mo!
  • [they all run by the water, then they all look at Mo]
  • Littlefoot: Something's caught in there. It's Mo, and he's all right!
  • [Mo gets out]
  • 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. [growling]
  • [they both gasp]
  • 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]
  • [they all cheer, then Mo jumps up]
  • Petrie: There it is.
  • Cera: It's Big Water!
  • Petrie: Hurry, everybody! It's big Big Water!
  • [they all run, then Mo laughs, then they all cheer, then they all look]
  • 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.
  • [Spike gags]
  • Ducky: 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: [dives in the water, then spitting at Littlefoot] No. Mud brothers. [clapping while laughing, then looking at all the fish] Littlefoot, that Mo's water kin. [he swims by the fish, then hugging, then playing, then looking around, then they all swim] 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. [squawking at the other fish, then diving back in]
  • Petrie: What he doing now?
  • Cera: You know, Mo. It's always something.
  • [he swims underwater, then squealing at the water]
  • Petrie: [chuckling] Me get it. Mo sending water signals. Look, now we get water signal back.
  • [Mo dives in and out]
  • Mo: Old ones right. Other water kin tell Mo the way. Friends can go home now. [looking at the mountain, then they all cheer]
  • 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!
  • [the crab runs on the rock, then jumping in, then Littlefoot takes an inhale, then putting his head in the water, then looking underwater, at the stingrays, fish, jellyfish, fish, seahorse, turtles, jellyfish swimming by Mo, looking at the anenome, then swimming by sea snails, then poking out, then slding down]
  • Cera: Littlefoot!
  • Ducky: Littlefoot!
  • [Littlefoot continues drowning, then swimming underwater by a squid, then he continues swimming by fish, then drowning, then Mo grabs him by saving, then poking out]
  • 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. [looking at the fish swiming back]
  • [last lines]
  • 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.
  • [Cera leaps on the rocks, then Spike and Ducky walk in the water by Cera, then Petrie flies under, with Littlefoot walking by, then sliding the toe, then they both jump off, then Spike and Ducky slide down, then they all walk away, then Littlefoot tries to climb up]
  • Petrie: We know way from here!
  • Littlefoot: We sure do!
  • [they all look at a valley]
  • 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!
  • [they both hug]
  • 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.