"I do not like swarming leaf gobblers. Oh, no, no, no."

"Spike, pay attention. You're supposed to be sad like the rest of us!"

"I do not mind finding food. I do not want to be food."

"I don't want to live with a bunch of three-horns. They're too bossy!"

"This is like waiting for your hatch day. It never seems to get any closer."

"He's a sharptooth! We're not his family, we're his diet!"

"Friends no fight. Petrie not like!"

"If you're going to be seasick, please let Aunt Elsie know so she could duck?"

"And now I'm all grown up!"

"Okay, Petrie go... [he's grasped onto a tree so hard his claws are embedded in the trunk; even though he tries to let…"