Dinosaurs, Season 4

[Franny puts on Baby's Blarney video to try to calm his anger]

Blarney:
Okay, here we go!

I am Blarney, I love you. [chorus] E-I-E-I-O!

And if you're nice, you'll love me, too! [chorus] E-I-E-I-O! [Baby gives the TV a vicious look]

Robbie:
Well, it does seem to have quieted him down a little.

Blarney and Friends:

With a love-love here and a love-love there,

Here a love, there a love, everywhere a love-love! [Robbie cringes at the TV]

Franny:
It's interesting, he strikes a chord with children. Something about Blarney elicits the purest feelings of warmth and affection.

Baby:
EAT GLASS, BLARNEY!! [shoots his bottle at the TV, Blarney somehow notices this]

Blarney:
AAAAAHHHHH!!! [the TV explodes, Robbie and Fran gasp]

Baby:
DIE, SCUM! DIE!! [laughs maniacally]

Robbie:
Well, I gotta say, I'm with him!

Franny:
That does it! [takes slingshot away] I am fed up with your bad behavior! You are going to your room!

Baby:
NO! I WANT PRESENTS!!

Franny:
You are going to your room! There will be no more presents!

Earl:
It's present time!

Howard Handupme:
Good morning. Last night's massive airel springs have succeeding destroying all of the cider poppies, unfortunately it also kills all other forms of plant life on the planet.

Stan:
[sadly] Well, there goes breakfast.

Howard Handupme:
...and so it seems the task force solution to the cider poppy problem, has caused an environmental calamity of catastrophic proportions.

Baby:
Somebody's in trouble.

Earl:
[happily] Good morning, everyone! Isn't it a beautiful day?

Fran:
[angrily] Earl, have you look outside? That spray of yours killed every plant on Earth!

Earl:
D'oh, pish-posh, Franny! Didn't the operation of this magnitude just bound to be some unfortunate casualties, but let's not giving the wild hunt purply. [Earl sees the valley with dead plants; Earl gasps in shocked] Duh... maybe we went a little overboard with the poison.

Charlene:
[shocked in anger] A little? [furious] Your stupid spray killed all plant life!

Earl:
Hey, what are you complaining about? You never liked salads anyway!

Charlene:
[shocked in anger] Huh?

Robbie:
[angrily] You've destroyed the global food chain! No plants means no food at all!

Earl:
Nonsense! There's a wide variety of commercial snack foods which have virtually no natural ingredients.

[Robbie groans in anger]

Fran:
[furious] Earl, we can't live on Ho-Ho's!

Baby:
I can!

Earl:
[reassuringly] Hey, let's not get panicky. Our Task Force Technical Advisor will know exactly how to bring back the plants.

[Earl's statement of reassurance is immediately trashed as the scene cuts to WeSaySo's office.]

B.P. Richfield:
How the heck should I know?! I'm a captain of industry, not a gardener!!!

[Earl is on phone with B.P. Richfield after their latest attempt to correct nature ended up causing a global ice age and the inevitable extinction of the dinosaurs.]

B.P. Richfield:
What are you whining about now, Sinclair?

Earl:
Sir, I think we may have gone just a neentsy bit too far this time.

B.P. Richfield:
I don't know what you're talking about. Why, this sudden cold snap is a godsend. Dinosaurs are flocking to stores, buying WESAYSO heaters, WESAYSO blankets, and WESAYSO old-fashioned hot cocoa mix. [Laughs briefly] We're going to have the best third quarter in history.

Earl:
Uh, sir, I think this could be the last third quarter in history.

B.P. Richfield:
Oh, don't turn into one of those environmental doomsdayers, Sinclair. [Fake whines] Boo hoo. It's raining acid. There's a hole in the ozone. You're hurting Flipper. Bah. Bunch of tree hugging pantywastes. They're always standing in the way of progress, and it's our job to pave right over them.

Earl:
I think you're missing the point, sir. The world may be coming to an end.

B.P. Richfield:
Well, that's a fourth quarter problem. We'll drop a bomb on that bridge when we come to it. Right now, my biggest problem is trying to figure out what to do with all this money!!! [Laughs maniacally while tossing around the money on his desk.]

[The Sinclairs, who are wearing warm clothing, and Stan the Bunch Beetle are seen inside the Sinclair household as snow falls heavily outside the house. Earl is seen sadly looking out the window while the others are shown sitting close to each other.]

Earl:
Could I have everybody's attention? There's something I have to say. [Sighs] First of all, Stan, I have to apologize to you.

Stan the Bunch Beetle:
Yeah, sure, whatever.

Earl:
I now realize that building that wax fruit factory on your mating ground was wrong. Oh, sure, wax fruit's important, but... but so are bunch beetles.

Stan the Bunch Beetle:
Gee, that's big of you Earl. But I'm still feeling kind of blue. Maybe if there was someone holding me to her comforting bosom...[To Charlene] Hi.

[Charlene looks at Stan, then whacks him with her hand, knocking him to the ground.]

Stan the Bunch Beetle:
Ooh! I'll take it.

[Charlene giggle.]

Earl:
And, I guess I owe the rest of you an apology too. You know, for bringing on the end of the world and civilization and everything.

Ethyl:
I always knew you'd screw things up. I just didn't know how bad.

Fran:
Mother, he said he was sorry.

Earl:
And I know I put too much faith in progress and technology, and had too little respect for nature. [Sad music starts playing the background.] But, it's so easy to take nature for granted because it's always there. And technology is so bright and shiny and new.

Fran:
We understand, sweetheart.

Baby:
Understand what?

[Charlene and Robbie look at Earl, silently telling him to explain to Baby what is happening.]

Earl:
Uh... Well, little guy, what happened was... Daddy was put in charge of the world and he didn't take real good care of it. And now, it looks like there won't be much of a world left for you or your brother and sister to live in.

Baby:
Are we gonna move?

Earl:
Well, no. There's no place to move to. This is the only world we got.

Baby:
But, what's gonna happen to us?

Earl:
Well, I don't exactly know.

Robbie:
But whatever it is, nobody's gonna leave you.

Charlene:
That's right, little guy. We'll all stay together.

Robbie:
Yeah.

Earl:
Yeah. Yeah, and hey, I'm sure it'll all work out OK. After all, dinosaurs have been on this Earth for 150 million years. And, it's not like we're going to just...disappear.

[Last lines of the series]

Howard Handupme:
And taking a look at the long-range forecast: continued snow, darkness, and extreme cold. This is Howard Handupme. Good night. [pause] Goodbye.

Georgie:
Fran, I'm sure is just a matter of time, [evil voice] A LIFE TIME!!

Earl:
Honey, I'm home.

Baby:
I'm the baby, gotta love me!

Baby [after being severely injured]:
Again!

Mr. Lizard:
We're going to need another Timmy!

B.P. Richfield:
Sinclair! In here, now!

Roy:
Hey there, pally boy.