The Land Before Time (1988)
Judith Barsi: Ducky
Ducky : Yep, yep, yep.
Ducky : Petrie, do not feel sad. It is alright. Many things cannot fly. Rocks, trees, sticks, Spike...
[Ducky's stomach growls]
Ducky : My stomach is talking.
Littlefoot : Cera, it's you! What happened? Why are you so frightened?
Cera : Frightened? Me?
Cera : Why are you so frightened?
Littlefoot : We're not frightened. Are we?
Ducky : Nope, nope.
Cera : Well, you should be. I was going back to the other three-horns, but I chose to come back to warn you... I met... the Sharp Tooth!
Petrie : [screams] Sharp Tooth!
[jumps onto Littlefoot frightened]
Littlefoot : Come on, Cera. Sharp Tooth is dead. He fell down into the big underground.
Cera : [in a deeper tone] And *that's*... where he met me!
Ducky : Oh. Dear brave Cera.
Petrie : Dear brave Cera.
Cera : Yes. I am brave.
Littlefoot : [annoyed] Sharp Tooth is dead!
Cera : My father told me that Flatheads have very small brains!
Ducky : It's Sharptooth.
Littlefoot : Let's get rid of him once and for all.
Ducky : What will we do?
Littlefoot : Look. We'll coax him to the deep end of the pond. He can't swim with those scrawny arms. Me and Spike will go up and push that big rock on top of his head, and then he'll fall off into the water. Petrie, you whistle when he's just at the right spot, where the water gets dark. Now we need some bait...
[everyone looks at Ducky suspiciously]
Ducky : Meeee? Oh no. No, no, no. No, no, no, no.
Littlefoot : [to Petrie on his head] Are you just gonna stay up there?
Petrie : Yes!
Littlefoot : Well, you can't. You're tearing my tree star!
Ducky : It is very special. Very. His mother gave it to him. She did.
Petrie : Ooh. Mother present. Very important. Ooh, yes. I can save it. I'll let nobody touch it!
Ducky : Yeah, Petrie. You keep it safe. Yep, yep, yep.
Littlefoot : Nope, nope, nope. I'm not a carrier. Get off! You're a flyer, now start flying.
Ducky : Open your wings, Petrie! Open! Open!
Petrie : No! No! I can not do this!
Littlefoot : You can fly! Now open your skinny wings!
Ducky : Don't step on a crack, or you'll fall and break your back.
Ducky : You are a spike-tail... so we will call you Spike!
Ducky : Up, Petrie! Higher! Higher like a flyer!
Petrie : I fly?
Ducky : No, you falled.
Petrie : I FALL?
Ducky : You cannot fly? But how did you get way up there?
Petrie : I climb.
Littlefoot : But you are a flyer, not a faller.
Petrie : Hard thing, to fly.
[imitates a shot down airplane]
Littlefoot : I guess it is. We can't do it.
Ducky : Nope. We cannot do that alright.
Cera : Look at what they're doing. They're so greedy. What about me? I'm still hungry!
Petrie : YOU hungry? I'm empty all the way to the top! Now we're at the Great Valley and STILL GOT NO GREEN FOODS! We be hungry FOREVER! Oh...
Littlefoot : Aw Petrie, Cera's wrong. This isn't the Great Valley.
Ducky : It is not a Great ANYTHING. Nope, nope, nope.
Ducky : Spike, do not stop! We must stay together!