01x03 - Crusty's Baby/The Gentle Hunter

[bunniefuu]

Now the same flapper free-fall

landing! Eyes closed, of course!

Oh, I wish I didn't have this hay fever.

Yeah, but what did you think of my

landing?Gee, I...

That good, huhI love

spring. Everything tastes so good.

Mmm! New

grasses, new flowers, new...

Nuisances. New nuisances.

All of them I hate this time of year.

Whoa,

whoa! I don't have the legs anymore to

keep up with so many newborns.

Or so many new mamas. I'm a

senior citizen. I need peace and

quiet!

Ah, that's better. But I'm

still leaving. I'll be back when the

new critters ain't so new.

Achoo! Where's Krusty

going?Same place he always goes in the

spring, downstream to an empty valley.

They call it Lonely Canyon.

Peace and quiet at last.

I'll never get used to those fragments.

Always knocking my shell, c*ck.

Phew. There.

Uh-oh. That must have broke something.

Hey!

Mama?Mama?Me?

Can't you see I'm a turtle?You'd think

he'd know what a turtle is. Mama.

You better go find your real mom.

Mama?Oh, no!

My baby! He's gone!

He's still coming. This ought to shake

that pesky pup squeak.

cakes. I should've known he wouldn't be

able to swim.

For the last time, go home to your

mommy.

Mama!

Mama! That don't sound like his mother

calling. It

ain't safe here for new fellers without a

mommy. Hop on! We're moving! Come

on,

Squirt! We're getting out of here!

Okay, fellas, watch closely. This is a

move only I can do. Water

landing!

Here I come!

Flapper, you are dangerous.

And proud of it, too. Who's he?

Mama. Hiya, Mama.

That's a funny name for a kid. I'm

Flapper. Maybe you heard of me?Crusty,

who's your friend?His name's Mama. No,

it's, uh, uh, Squirt, and

I'm Mama. He thinks I'm his

mama. You're gonna be his mama?

Krusty?

Mama?Look, we was chased by a sharkmouth,

and I couldn't just leave him there. What

about his real mom?No, never saw her.

Maybe the sharkmouth got her. Hi.

My name's Shay-- Shay.

Oh, gee. Oh, golly. So,

are you going to be Squirt's mom now?I

didn't say that.

Listen, you like mothering so much, you

be his mother. Great. Now

what?He's probably hungry.

Babies are always hungry.

I don't get it. There must be something

he'll eat. These are clicko

bean roots. I know he'll eat these.

I loved them when I was a baby.

Loved them when you were a baby, huh

Don't blame me a squirt. What are we

going to do?He'll starve.

You critters are terrible babysitters.

You see, Squirt needs to work up an

appetite. Exercise will make him hungry.

Krusty's really an old softy when it

comes to Squirt.

This is the turtle twist. Terrific for

feeding on lily pads. Now you try.

The kid just ain't a swimmer.

Well, it's turtling ain't something a

fella learns in a day, Squirt. Well, my

mama used to do this with me when I was a

teeny turtle.

Old Krusty's gonna be the best ma you

could have. But this mom's got to find

you something you're going to eat.

Has he eaten anything yet, Crusty?Nope.

But these lilies will get him going. Best

turtle medicine there is. Go on,

Squirt. This will fix you right up.

Why, I didn't eat for three days once.

Caught a chill in my shell. These lilies

cured me. Crusty, Squirt needs

to be with his mama. Maybe she's still

back at Lonely Canyon. I'm Squirt's

mama, and I know what's best. Now go on,

get. You're upsetting little Squirt.

Mama.

I wish I were your mama, Squirt, but

Amber's right. We've got to try and find

your real ma.

We're almost back, Squirt.

Just hang on there, little buddy. Your

mouth's got to be here someplace. Hang

on, Squirt. It's another one of them

Earthseekers.

It's been an Earthseeker. It's a mad

dinosaur. Hold on, Squirt. I'm swimming

for it.

That's my baby! Why, you're gonna have to

fight me before you... Huh

Squirtsma?

More squirts. They're stag-backs.

You are Squirtsma. Oh, am

I glad to see you.

Here's your youngin'. I'd get him

something to eat. He's really hungry. Oh,

come here, baby. Go on,

Squirt. Come to Mama. Mama!

Mama! She's your mama,

Squirt. Now, you better stay with her.

Mama!

Mama! No, that's your real mom back

there. Now, go on. Get off with you.

Mama.

Mama!Now, you watch him

near water, he don't-- he don't

swim so good. Goodbye,

squirt.

Gee, I wish we were tall enough to

reach those leaves.

Scambo get food.

Skip that leaf this time.

Bye-bye. Well,

I'm not hungry anyway.

No, but they

are... No! Food frenzy!

Scat says, Yike!

Hey, watch out! Scat is down

here!Dink!

Dink! Skat! It's in trouble!

Again?

Hey, Skat, you okay?Skat made

it squished! Skat will go look for his

own food.

not here.

Say, that smells like...

honeyfruit.

Hi. Mind if I eat too?

Are you okay?

What's the matter?Aren't you

going to eat, Scat?Eat you?

Bleh. Don't be ridiculous. I

only eat leaves and honey fruit.

You are. Friends. Scott

never see Hunter like you before.

Hunter?I'm not a hunter. I'm a

leaf eater like you. You look likeHunter.

Oh yeah?I've never seen one.

Oh, I know, I knowIf you not Hunter, I

take you to meet my friends.

I don't know. My mother says I shouldn't

meet other dinosaurs. She says it might

be bad for me. Oh, Dink and Amber are

fun. If they both hurt

you, you'd like them.

Tag, Dink, you're it. Um, you're

not angry at being it, are you?That's the

whole point of the game, Shyler. Now run!

Tag, you're it!

Can't catch me, can't catch me.

Hold still.

Dink, Amber. Come on,

Stack, we need more people to play tag.

Good, because we've got that new friend,

Fletcher. Oh, Hunter!

Hunter!

Get him! Get the tall foot!

Yeah, I better clear out! No,

no He don't hurt anyone! He eats honey

food! Scratch you! Don't buy!

Scan?Why are you hanging around with the

hunter?Yeah, hunters eat little

dinosaurs, like us! But

he's not hunter, he's friends!

Roger, this way, this way!

Dad?Where'd he go?We better

get out of here ourselves!

Why did you bring me here?Everybody

hates me. But... But

Scott like you... Sperger, wait!

You can't join hunters!

They're bad! All this commotion! Mad

dinosaurs running around, and look at

this place! Crusty, we gotta talk to ya!

I'm kinda busy here, son. Cleaning up

after all the ruckus that hunter caused.

Crusty, that hunter made friends with

Scat. And Scat says he's no hunter.

And I'm confused. Well, if

Scat made friends with him, then maybe

he's not dangerous. Maybe Scat doesn't

know better. Dink, just because he looks

like a hunter doesn't mean he has to be

one. Maybe he was raised differently.

Nonsense. All hunters are

dangerous. Where is he?We don't

know. Then we'll find him and your friend

Scat. Nobody's threatening Green Meadow

again.

Uh oh, Scat's gone and done it this

time. We'd better find Scat and Scratcher

before those horn brains do. Okay,

oh God, I hope

nobody gets... Eden?

I hope we find them in time. Yeah, and I

just hope we're not walking into a

hunter's trap.

HuhWhat's that?Think, Amble,

help! Scarf,

what's wrong?Scratch your rank to

Hunter's Grove. Want to be hunter now.

Why?Because he think only way to

defend himself.

All right. Where is he?Where's

the hunter?Why don't you leave him alone?

He hasn't done anything. Yet, my

dear. But all hunters are alike. Come on!

right. Yeah, that mud ought to slow them

down. Hey, Scout ran off.

I wish he'd stay in one place.

Gee, thanks for letting me tag along with

you and learn how to be a hunter.

I've never been hunting before. In fact,

I've never been in a hunter's grove

before. What are we looking for?

Quiet!

Food! Scratcher!

Scratcher! Scratcher!

Scratcher! See, that doesn't remember

coming this way. We not like

this place.

This. This is Hunter's Grove. Scat

made me boo-boo. Scat will be

going now. Yeah, going. Yes, indeed.

Uh-oh, sounds like me in trouble. Oh,

no, a hunter! Scat's anywhere

around here. He's a goner.

Got him! Yay! Oh

no, Scratcher's got him.

Scat?

Good. Found food.

Scratcher not eat friend scat, will he?

But I-I gotta eat you. If I

don't, I can't be a hunter. You eat

scat. Scat won't be your friend

anymore.

I can't eat a friend.

We gotta do something. Against a hunter?

What can we do?Something

real crazy.

Well, whatever it is, you better do it

quick!

Good, good, you show 'em!

Oh, sure, that showed him all right. Look

out! What are

you standing around for?Run!

are you all right?Oh, yes.

Talk later. Let's get out of here.

Goodbye, Scat. Thanks for being my

friend. You... you come back,

Squatchoo?Later. I want to find Mom.

She's probably worried about me. What are

you going to tell her?That

I made some good friends who taught me

that I am a hunter. A gentle

hunter. That's right. You're gentle. You

don't eat scat. Good thing,

too. Scat would have upset your stomach.

That's right. I am... Oh, Dink. You can't

scat.