لومړۍ 156 کرښې.
Whoa!
- - Oh!
- - Aaaah!
Aaaah!
Ugh!
Aaah!
Papa.
Why did you run away?
Those beasts are your prey.
But... but... I'm scared.
You're a Tarbosaurus!
You're a king.
Uh... oh...
- Huh? -
Oh...
Huh.
[DISTANT DINOSAURS GROWL AND STOMP]
Do you see this, Junior?
This is our land.
I fought tooth and nail for this land.
Soon...
this will be yours.
But as you are...
you are not fit to be a king.
: Hmm...
As a Tarbosaurus, I refuse to have a toothless son.
Tomorrow, we hunt for real.
If you get lost in a hunt, find the river.
When you follow it, you will find your way back home.
The most important thing about hunting is confidence.
We're Tarbosaurus, born hunters.
We're strong, we're the best.
Never forget who you are.
You're a Tarbosaurus.
Just trust in yourself and be confident.
Now, let's go.
- -
Get ready!
Junior!
Junior!
Now!
Papa, help me!
Save me!
Junior!
Help, help! Help me!
Help me!
Help!
Uh... Oh...
You call yourself a Tarbosaurus!
You're a disgrace.
I hate you.
Papa, save me!
No!
Mama? Mama!
Mama...
I miss you.
: Blue-Eyes.
Life is so difficult now without you.
I don't know how to raise a son.
I know that I'm hard on him.
I can't help it.
Can I do this alone?
: Are you hiding in there again?
You're incorrigible.
When will you grow up?
Dad, what's happening?
As stars fall...
and mountains explode...
the world will change.
But, Dad, what will happen to us?
We will have to... look for a new place to live.
Can't we just stay here forever?
I don't want to move again.
Junior... this world is full of danger
but there are also wonderful and amazing things.
If we stay, you can stay safe in the shadows...
but you will miss out on all the good things
life has to offer.
Don't worry.
Whatever happens, I will always protect you.
: OK...
OK... I can do this.
Raaargh!
Aaaaah!
Raaargh!
Aaaah! Oof... Uh!
That hurt.
Whoa!
Hey, there. Where's your papa?
Uh... My, my, my...
dad is on his way.
Apparently his papa is on his way.
- Isn't that cute? -
Hey, Ditto.
Isn't that cute?
Hey, Ditto. Isn't that cute?
Hey, Ditto! I told you to stop copying me.
Hey, Ditto! You told me to stop copying you.
Papa, papa, papa, papa!
Junior.
- : Papa! - Junior!
Papa!
Junior!
Oh, crap, this isn't good.
Knuckleheads, he was asleep just a minute ago!
- You're useless. - : Papa!
Shut up, you idiots!
Let's go, take him!
- Junior! - Dad!
Papa!
Junior!
Junior!
Papa!
Papa, papa!
Let go of my son!
: Dad!
Junior!
Papa!
Junior!
Papa!
: Ugh, block him!
: Block him!
Aaah!
Oh!
Junior!
: Papa!
Papa!
Junior.
Junior...
Hold on.
I'm coming for you.
- - What?
Huh, no.
Not rain.
Junior's tracks are disappearing.
So is his scent.
No, Junior!
Junior!
- -
Huh?
Huh? Uh...
A Tarbo?
Uh...
Hey, are you scared?
No.
Aaaah!
- - Aah!
- - Cut it out!
Raaargh!
Leave the newbie alone!
You're a big bully.
Back off.
And get out of my way!
- - Stop it, Slash.
Better watch your back, kid.
Hmph!
No comments yet. Be the first to leave one.