(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
BAMM-BAMM: Bottom of the ninth in the Boulder Ball World Series.
Bases loaded,
Bamm-Bamm Rubble steps up to bat.
The pitch is good, he swings
(GRUNTS) and he smashes the ball.
Which is how you win Boulder Ball!
He win...
Hey, watch out. You just pelted me with shrapnel.
(SPITS) Ah, sorry, Pebbles.
Too strong for my own good.
FRED: Oh, no, what did I do?
This is not good, Barn.
Oh, boy.
I promised Wilma I'd take care of her prize-winning azaleas
while she and Betty were out of town, and look at 'em.
Yeah, Fred, those flowers are deader than the crowd
that time I tried doing stand-up comedy.
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
I think I'm having flashbacks.
No, Barney, those crickets are what ate
all of Wilma's flowers.
I guess she won't win the gardening competition on Sunday, Fred.
Hold on, Barn.
Wilma doesn't get home until tonight.
I think we can fix it so she never even notices.
(CHUCKLES)
I wish I could help, Fred, but I've got a lawn to mow.
Barney, old pal,
that's what kids are for.
(MOCKING BARNEY) Mow the lawn, Bamm-Bamm, mow the lawn, hmm.
(CHOMPING)
(GROANS) This is taking forever.
My dad's not watching. I'm taking off for the Crags.
Hey, uh, make sure to mow the entire lawn, turtle guy.
If Bamm-Bamm's not watching,
then I'm going to the beach.
Make sure to mow the lawn...
I guess, nobody.
Did you just say you were going to the Crags?
Just pretend you didn't hear that.
Like your dad's opinions on global cooling.
No way. You know how I feel about the Crags.
They're a lawless, untamed jungle
filled with wild, dangerous dinosaurs.
And if you get to go, then so do I.
Hey, boy.
(YIPS)
Wanna go for a walk?
(YIPPING EXCITEDLY)
(UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)
-(GRUNTS) -Ah! The Crags.
Woo-hoo! Oh, I love this place.
(YIPS EXCITEDLY)
-Woo-hoo! -(RUMBLING)
(SNIFFING)
(FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
(DINOSAUR GROWLING)
(SNORTS)
(YELPS)
(WHIMPERING)
I am King T-Rocks.
The mightiest of all dinosaurs
and ruler of the Crags.
You little cave apes are trespassing in my domain.
-We mean no harm, Your Majesty. -(DINO CONTINUES WHIMPERING)
We only came to the Crags to explore.
And to have fun.
Fun? Ha!
You better just go right back to Bedrock.
The Crags are no place for a couple of flint-chippin',
boulder-flingin' fire lighters.
Hey, those are offensive stereotypes.
-Uh, to be fair, I do fling a lot of boulders. -(SIGHS)
You gravel munchers won't last ten minutes in the Crags.
Out here, it's hunt or be hunted.
Eat or be ate.
Sleep or be, uh, tired.
We got wild, freaky dinosaurs
and excitement around every corner.
That sounds pretty awesome.
Yeah, that's exactly what we want.
Hmm, well, that may be,
but if I find out you've been disturbing the peace in any way,
well, I do know one thing you cave apes are good for...
(SLURPS AND GROWLS)
(FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
(SCOFFS) What a jerk.
Yeah, I'm not afraid of the Crags.
With your brains and my strength,
we can handle anything.
-Whether it's a stampede or a rock slide or a... -(DISTANT RUMBLING)
-Stampede! -Yeah, yeah, I already said that one.
No, a stampede.
(ALL GRUNTING)
Quick! Hop on Dino's back and we'll ride to safety.
-(DINO SCREAMING) -Dino, wait!
-Huh? -PEBBLES: Come back! You forgot about us.
We need to ride you to safety!
(DINO CONTINUES SCREAMING)
(GROANS) Why do we keep you?
Don't worry, Pebs, I got this.
Time to fling me some boulders. (GRUNTS)
Hey, they're flinging boulders at us.
-(BAMM-BAMM GRUNTING) -(FEET SCREECHING)
We did it. We're the best.
(SCREAMING) No!
Why? Why? (SOBBING)
Is that sound it's making normal?
-I don't know. -(GASPS) I'll ask Wicky.
Wicky.
(SQUAWKS)
What kind of dinosaur is he?
-Excuse me. -Huh?
What kind of dinosaur are you?
I'm a Steeradocus
and that herd just trampled my grazin' lands to dust.
Now I'm gonna starve!
This is a Steeradocus, an herbivore.
Thanks, Wicky. You're amazing.
Why would they go through my field?
It's not their migratory path.
It appears they were redirected by...
(STAMMERS) It doesn't matter,
-because we'll find you more food. -(WICKY GRUNTING)
Wicky, where is the closest grazing field?
(EXHALES) Just a moment, I'll check.
-(CHIRPING) -(VACUUM WHIRRING)
-Do you hear that, Barn? -(CHIRPING STOPS)
That's the sound of deafening silence.
(CHUCKLES) Reminds me of the first time I asked Betty to marry me.
(WHIRRING STOPS)
Now, we just need to replace Wilma's dead flowers
with these ones we bought at the store
and we're in the clear.
(CHUCKLING) This is one hole
we will be able to dig ourselves out of, huh, Fred?
Barn, if those crickets were still here,
they'd be booing.
(GROANS)
(SNIFFLES)
(SQUAWKS) I found a perfect new grazing field
just a quick flight away.
Great. How long of a walk is it?
Huh, I guess I'll go find out.
(GRUNTS)
-Oh. -You okay, bud?
I'm so... I'm so...
-Despondent? -Hungry!
Oh. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Right.
Well, maybe there's another Steeradocus
who''d be willing to share some of their food with you
until you get new grazing lands?
No, they'll never agree to that.
They're all a bunch of selfish jerks.
Maybe you can make a deal with them to pay them back
all the food you eat with your own food supply
once you find your new grazing lands.
No, I'll never agree to that.
I'm a selfish jerk, too.
Okay.
(GROANS IN FRUSTRATION) Well, then can we at least do something fun
while we wait for Wicky to get back?
If I wanted to be bored, I could have stayed in Bedrock and done my chores.
That's it!
If we take this Steeradocus back home,
-he can feed off our lawns. -Huh?
We won't have to mow them ever again.
Let's go!
(THUDS)
Well, well, what do we have here?
A couple of tool-making cave apes stealing
one of my loyal subjects away for their own use.
-Kidnapping. -No, uh, we're just trying to help.
He doesn't have any grass to eat,
but back in Bedrock we've too much,
so we're taking him there to eat.
It's mutually beneficial.
That's the same pitch those birds
who wanted to peck the meat from between my teeth gave me.
And now I regret it more than ever.
Don't worry.
I've got a friend who can come peck me out of your teeth.
No, I ate him, too.
I'm stuck over on this side. (SQUAWKS)
Fine. If you cave apes want to bring a wild dinosaur
from the Crags back to the city, go ahead.
BOTH: Yeah, all right!
(SIGHS) It's a terrible idea.
But I got problems of my own to worry about.
Like this thorn stuck in my paw,
and the mouse who offered to get it out
stuck under my other paw.
(MOUSE SQUEAKING)
-(GRUNTING) -(SQUEAKING CONTINUES)
Well, let's get you back to Bedrock
so you can help me finish my chores.
And get you some food.
(CHOMPING)
This Steeradocus scarfs grass
way faster than that lazy lawnmower.
Yeah, that's impressive.
(SIGHS) Guess it's back to the breadline for me.
-(CHUCKLING) -WILMA: Fred, I'm home!
Welcome home, hun, how was your trip?
Long. Now I know why they're called ten-year reunions
because that's how long they seem to last.
(GIGGLES)
I'm just glad to be back.
I have a lot of work to do
before the gardening competition this Sunday.
Well, don''t you worry.
Your flowers are looking great.
Yeah, they look so good, they could be store-bought.
-Ow! -(GRUMBLING)
I hope not.
Those tacky, store-bought flowers
are filled with artificial dyes and perfumes.
(GIGGLES) Yeah, and anyone who knows flowers
can always tell how fake they are.
It was nice knowing you, Fred.
(GROANS)
-(CHOMPING) -Stop! You're eating too much!
-Stop! -(SQUEALING)
-Stop! -(CRASHING)
Phew! Somebody gets to keep his job.
(GASPS, SCREAMS)
My flowers!
(CHUCKLES)
I think we're in the clear, Barn.
What happened to my garden?
Uh, I brought a Steeradocus home,
-and it chewed up both our yards. -(BELCHES)
It was an accident. We're so sorry.
Oh, geez, it's the kids' fault your flowers were ruined.
What a shame!
But don't be too rough on 'em.
You let your son run off
and bring home a wild dinosaur
when you were supposed to be watching him?
(WHIPLASH)
(CHUCKLING)
Good luck, Barn. You'll need it.
(STAMMERING) I'm in trouble for the same thing, aren't I?
(WHIPLASH)
Wait, did we...
Did we just get away with that?
Yeah, everything worked out great.
No repercussions.
(WHIMPERING)
Dino! Thank goodness.
I came back from our reconnaissance mission, but everyone was gone.
I've been wandering around the Crags for days
looking for a familiar face.
But now that we're together,
I'm sure we can find our way back.
(DINO SCREAMING)
(SIGHS) Why do they keep you?
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)