Dinosaurs, Season 2

[Robbie comes back from school in a bad mood]

Robbie:
[to the Grapdelites] Thanks for everything. I got an F. [throws his notebook close to the Grapdelites]

Grapdelite 2:
Oh, careful!

Robbie:
Oh, sorry. I didn't see you.

Grapdelite 1:
He seems distressed.

Grapdelite 2:
I hope it's nothing we've done.

Robbie:
"Why dinosaurs ruled the Earth?" And I wrote a whole essay about what you guys said about how we're too wise to eat all the grapes. Look what the teacher wrote. [shows the Grapdelites his paper]

Grapdelite 1:
"There'll always be more grapes. That's what 'more' means."

Grapdelites:
An F?!

Grapdelite 2:
But just because the teacher doesn't understand doesn't mean you failed.

Grapdelite 1:
Oh, no!

Robbie:
Stanly Kravitz got an A.

Grapdelite 1:
Well, what did he write?

Robbie:
He wrote, "Because we're big." That was my answer! I had the right answer, and I let you guys talk me out of it! Why did I let you talk me out of it?

Grapdelite 2:
Because it's wrong.

Robbie:
Yeah, but the teacher thinks it's right.

Grapdelite 1:
Well, what if the teacher's wrong?

Robbie:
Yeah, right. "What if the teacher's wrong?" I tried that on my parents all the time and it never works. Anyway, the teacher said there would be enough grapes and there would always be enough of everything, then she called me a radical!

Grapdelite 1:
But there's not gonna be always enough of everything?

Robbie:
Ah, leave me alone. I already flunked once, and that's what I get for letting food do my homework.

[the Grapdelites gasp]

Grapdelite 1:
Robbie, we're the last two grapes!

Robbie:
What?!

Grapdelite 2:
That's why they can't find anymore of us, they're aren't any.

Grapdelite 1:
We're the last of our kind.

Robbie:
How can that be?

Grapdelite 2:
Because we're delicious. [Robbie and the Grapdelites chuckle]

Robbie:
My parents are gonna eat you tomorrow night and there won't be anymore of you at all!

Grapdelite 2:
Oh, boy. What a blow to your teacher.

Robbie:
You guys should try to escape or something.

Grapdelite 1:
No, no, we need to help you with your paper.

Grapdelite 2:
It's very important.

Grapdelite 1:
Yes, very.

Robbie:
But this is your last night on Earth. Forget the paper! The assignment is over!

Grapdelite 2:
No, it's not. Not if you don't the answer yet.

Grapdelite 1:
No, no. Here, Robbie. Try it again.

Robbie:
Alright.

Grapdelite 1:
Now, why do dinosaurs rule the Earth?

Robbie:
Why?

Earl:
Robbie!

Grapdelite 1:
That's your father!

Grapdelite 2:
Happy anniversary!

Robbie:
Shh! [hides the Grapdelites under a blanket]

Earl:
[steps into the room] Robbie, give me the Grapdelites.