- Mr. Thicknose: [Mr. Thicknose is struggling to keep up with Littlefoot, Cera and Petrie] Children... wait up, please. I'm not as young as I used to be.
- Cera: He's not as young as anybody used to be.
- Littlefoot: How could things get any worse?
- [in a driving, loud blizzard in the next slide]
- Cera: You *had* to ask, didn't you?
- Littlefoot: I like the way ground sparkles. Don't you, grandpa?
- Grandpa Longneck: Yes, Littlefoot. I do.