Helen Shaver crédité pour le rôle de...
Littlefoot's Mother
- Littlefoot's mother: Dear, sweet, Littlefoot, do you remember the way to the Great Valley?
- Littlefoot: I guess so. But why do I have to know if you're going to be with me?
- Littlefoot's mother: I'll be with you. Even if you can't see me.
- Littlefoot: What do you mean I can't see you? I can always see you.
- Littlefoot: A tree star.
- Littlefoot's mother: It is very special. It will help you grow strong. Wherever you're going, there are so many of these leaves.
- [Littlefoot plays with the tree star]
- Littlefoot's mother: Come on.
- Grandfather: Ha, ha ha.
- Littlefoot's mother: The Great Valley is filled with green food like this. More than you can ever eat, and more fresh cool water than you can ever drink. It is a wonderful beautiful place where we can live happily with many more of our own kind.
- Littlefoot: Gee. When will we get there?
- Littlefoot's mother: The bright circle must pass over us many times, and we must follow it each day to where it touches the ground.
- Littlefoot: Have you ever seen the Great Valley?
- Littlefoot's Mother: No.
- Littlefoot: Well, how do you know it's really there?
- Littlefoot's Mother: Some things you see with your eyes, others you see with your heart.
- Littlefoot: I don't understand, Mother.
- Littlefoot's Mother: You will, my son. You will.
- Littlefoot: Mother, what's a long neck?
- Littlefoot's Mother: Well, that's what we are, dear.
- Littlefoot: Oh. Well, why can't I play with that three-horn? We were having fun.
- Littlefoot's Mother: Well, we all keep to our own kinds. The three-horns, the spike-tails, the swimmers, the flyers... we never do anything together.
- Littlefoot: Why?
- Littlefoot's Mother: Well - because we're different. It's always been that way.
- Littlefoot: Well, why?
- Littlefoot's Mother: [chuckles] Oh, don't worry so much. When we reach the Great Valley, there'll be many, many long necks for you to play with.
- Littlefoot: [sighs] I wish we were there now.
- Littlefoot's Mother: Well, it's a long way yet. Past the Great Rock that looks like a long leck, and pass the mountains that burn... still a long way, but we'll get there.
- Littlefoot's mother: Littlefoot... Littlefoot...
- Littlefoot: Mother!
- Littlefoot's mother: [faintly] Littlefoot...
- Littlefoot: Mother... I - I tried to do what you told me, but it's just too hard. I'll never find the Great Valley.