The Land Before Time1988

Littlefoot:
I'm going to the Great Valley. We could help each other.

Cera:
A three-horn does not need help from a long neck. [she tries to climb down the rock ledge herself, but she slips and falls backward into the ravine]

Littlefoot:
Well, at least we won't be alone.

Cera:
Well, when I find my sisters, I won't BE alone! So go away. Three-horns can be *very* dangerous, and they only talk with other three-horns, and they only *travel* with other three-horns.