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[squawks]

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[Dana] Dino Dana!

[theme music, various dinosaurs roaring]

Dino Dana!

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[Dana] "Dino Flyer."

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[squawking]

Pterodactylus.

And from your size,

I predict that you're only a baby.

Adult Pterodactylus are about the size of a duck...

[squawking]

...and you're so much smaller than that!

Aw. You're so cute.

[squawking]

Wait. Are you okay, little friend?

[squawking sadly]

Did you fall out of your nest?

[squawking sadly]

Don't worry, baby.

I'll get you back up there.

I'm an expert tree-climber.

Hop on board, baby Ptero.

You comfortable?

[squawks]

Then let's get you home.

The trick to climbing trees, baby,

is to find strong branches to hold onto.

That's a good one.

And here we are.

Safe and sound.

Hop on out, baby.

Now, be a little more careful up here.

You don't want to fall out again.

[squawks]

[giggles]

[quiet, indiscerible chatter]

[quiet, indiscerible chatter]

[quiet, indiscerible chatter]

[knocking]

Hi, Mr. Hendrickson!

Oh, hi, Dana.

I'll be in in a second.

- Alright. - What?

I said, "Alright."

Okay. See you soon!

Oh, hey. What game do you want to play today?

We'll discuss that once you're inside.

Say again?

I said, "We'll discuss that

once you're inside."

Good plan.

Mr. Hendrickson...

do you have any Albertosaurus?

Go dino.

Have you made any new friends yet?

Uh, a few.

What's the flying one that's green called again?

Pterodactylus?

Its name means "winged finger"

because its wings went from its fingers to its legs.

Yes. Do you have one of those?

No.

Go dino.

But I did see a baby Pterodactylus

on my bike ride here.

- Did you? - Yep.

She had fallen out of her nest.

Don't worry, Mr. Hendrickson.

I got her back in.

Well, that's good to hear.

Oh.

Looks like it's lunch time.

Already? But we're not done our game.

Well, we'll finish tomorrow.

Same time?

I wouldn't miss it for the prehistoric world.

[laughs]

[squawking and tweeting]

Good morning, baby Ptero.

How are you doing today?

[baby squawks]

Hey, is that your mom?

Hi, mama Pterodactylus.

[adult squawks]

I'd love to observe you,

but I've got a card game to win.

[both squawking]

Mama Ptero, be careful

or your baby will...

[baby squawking]

...fall down!

[baby shrieks]

Phew, that was close.

I told you to be careful, mama Ptero.

[squawking]

Now, let's get you back up to your nest.

Again.

[squawks]

[Dana, panting] Mr. Hendrickson!

You won't believe what just happened!

Well, whatever it is,

it'd better explain why you're late.

It does.

Remember how I told you

about the baby Pterodactylus I saw yesterday?

The green dinosaur that can fly?

Technically it's a prehistoric winged reptile

and not a dinosaur, but anyways,

today while I was biking past,

I saw the baby's mom

accidentally push her out of the nest.

But don't worry, I caught the baby.

How do you know it was an accident?

What do you mean?

And are you done with that muffin?

[chuckles] How do you know that the mom bird

didn't deliberately push her out?

Because moms aren't mean.

Well, sometimes.

Well, it's not about being mean.

Sometimes baby birds need a little push

to leave the nest and learn how to fly.

So is your theory that the mama Pterodactylus

was trying to help her baby learn to fly

by throwing her out of the nest?

Sounds like a good theory to me.

Sounds like a horrible theory to me.

[Mr. Hendrickson] No, no, no.

Sometimes baby animals just need a little push

to get them out of their comfort zone.

Otherwise, they'd never learn.

Oh, lunch time.

Aren't you going to sit

with some of the new friends you've made?

Maybe.

Are you going to be on time tomorrow?

I promise.

And as a bonus, I'll test your theory on my way over.

Bye, Dana.

Good morning, mama and baby Pterodactylus.

[both squawking]

Now's my chance to test Mr. Hendrickson's theory

that the mama Pterodactylus

is pushing her baby out of the nest

to help her learn to fly.

[both squawking and tweeting]

She's doing it again!

[both squawking]

Looks like the baby's trying to flap her wings.

Come on, baby! You can do it!

And she's falling.

[baby squawking]

What?

You did it.

You're flying!

Good job, baby.

[both squawking]

And good job for teaching your baby

how to fly, mama Ptero.

You gave her just the push she needed.

[both squawking]

[adult cooing]

- Was I right? - Yes.

Birds have so much to teach us.

They truly are the most incredible creatures.

And since birds came from dinosaurs,

I agree.

[laughs]

- Go dino? - Absolutely.

Do you want to invite any of your friends

to play with us?

They all look like they've already got company.

What do you think you're doing?

Pushing you out of the nest.

Don't worry, Mr. Hendrickson.

I'm an expert friend-maker.

The trick to making friends is just to be nice.

I'll go first.

Hello, my name is Dana,

and this is my best friend, Mr. Hendrickson.

Hello, Dana

and Mr. Hendrickson.

My name is Gloria,

and this is my friend Stuart.

Would you like to play cards with us?

We'd love to.

[faint tweeting]

Aw, I missed him again.

- Missed what? - Kirkland's Warbler.

It is a very rare bird.

- It-- - Are you a... birder?

He's the biggest.

So is Mr. Hendrickson!

Tell them.

Well... I enjoy birds, too.

I started a birders' club here.

Maybe you'd like to join.

- Well, uh... - He'd love to.

[chuckling]

Lunch time already?

Would you like to sit with us?

Only if there's room.

We'll make room.

Nice to meet you, Dana.

Same time tomorrow?

I wouldn't miss it for the prehistoric world.

[laughs]

[inaudible]

What?

Thank you.

I can't hear you.

Thank you!

[laughs]

You're welcome.

[dinosaurs squawking]

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[Dana] Next up, more Dino Dana!

[squawks]

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[Dana] Dino Dana!

[theme music, various dinosaurs roaring]

Dino Dana!

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[Dana] "Dino Prints."

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And that's...

the last one.

So it looks like the smaller dino was here,

and the larger one was over there,

and the smaller one moved here,

then here...

and the big one

was here...

and here.

But what were they doing?

I'd better take a picture.

[camera shutter clicks]

Looks like some sort of pattern.

[gasps] Dad! Stop!

You're about to drive over my evidence.

Evidence?

I discovered two sets of dino footprints

on the driveway and I'm trying

to figure out what they were doing.

[yawning] You have fun with that, Nugget.

Careful where you step.

[Dad sighs]

From the evidence I've gathered so far,

it looks like they started by facing each other,

but then they went one way,

then the other.

Dad, do you have a theory about what they were doing?

No, but I do have a theory

of what Mom will do if I don't get inside quick.

And it's not pretty.

[baby crying]

[door opens] Aman, where have you been?

You were supposed to be home 20 minutes ago.

I don't know. Working, providing...

Loving you.

Mom, do you want to hear about my discovery outside?

Hold on, Nugget. Saara, almost ready to go?

I can't find my art supplies.

Oh! [chuckles]

Here they are!

Mom, she took my stuff again.

I put a note in the "Seester Ask Me" box!

Which you also took.

I can't handle this right now.

Don't worry. I got this.

Go to your room.

Actually, Saara needs to get to her art class,

and I have to change out of my clothes,

which are covered in baby spit.

Here, you take Dexter, and I'll get changed.

I wouldn't mind changing, either.

[timer beeping]

Either take the baby or deal with dinner.

Baby.

[sniffs] Oh, smells like someone else

needs to get changed, hey, buddy?

But what about my discovery?

[sighs] So, what did you discover?

Two sets of dino footprints that I think are in a pattern.

Those kind of look like my karate moves.

Uh... here.

My Sensei sends these diagrams to us

to help us learn new routines.

So is your theory

that the dino footprints on our driveway

are from two dinosaurs doing karate?

No, but maybe they were fighting.

Great theory, Saara.

Dinosaurs did compete with each other for survival.

I'd better go test it.

[dinosaur squawks]

[gasps] A Troodon.

You must be one of the dinosaurs

that made these footprints.

Now to test Saara's theory that you were fighting.

It's Troodon time.

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Show me what you got, Troodon.

[squawks]

Interesting attack, Troodon,

but two can play at this game.

[dinosaur squawking]

[dinosaur squawking]

Nice try, but I've got claws, too.

[dinosaur squawking]

You think that's loud?

[yelling] Squawk!

[both dinosaurs squawking]

What's she doing here?

[squawks]

We're not fighting, are we?

[squawks and grunts]

Are you doing these moves for her?

[both dinosaurs squawking]

But then who do these second set of footprints

belong to?

I wonder if Saara has another theory.

No, I don't.

Saara, help your sister.

I already tried.

Maybe you could take a turn.

- Excuse me? - [Saara sighs]

Who's ready for dinner?

No one.

It's in the garbage. I overcooked it.

Should we order a pizza?

[baby crying, Mom sighs]

Why don't you let me order a pizza?

Saara, put your shoes on. I'll feed Dexter,

and then I'll take you to art class.

[Saara] Wait. So I'm not getting pizza?

[Mom] Okay, Dexter. Okay.

Mom's here.

- Nugget? - Yes?

What do you want on your pizza?

A theory.

I don't think they have that.

I'll call you back.

What's wrong, sweetie?

Are you feeling a little overlooked?

No,

I just can't figure out my dino discovery.

If the Troodon wasn't fighting,

why was it moving for the girl dino?

And who does the second pair of footprints

belong to?

Let me see your picture again.

Uh huh, that does kind of remind me of something.

- Honey? - [Mom] What now?

Do you know where the wedding album is?

[Mom] Where it always is.

Okay. Thank you.

I'll get it.

[Dad] Do you remember at our wedding,

when Mom and I danced together?

Uh huh.

Well, little secret:

we had to learn those sweet dance moves.

See, there was a time when mom and I

could actually go out on dates

and take dance lessons.

And check out the instructions they gave us.

See? Don't they look the same?

So, is your theory

that the dino footprints on the driveway

are from two dinosaurs dancing?

I've seen boy dinos dance before

to impress girls,

but I've never seen a boy and girl dino

dance together before.

Well, there's a first time for everything.

Did you order the pizza?

Was just about to do that.

What's that doing out?

Dad was telling me about how you

used to have time together to take dance lessons,

which got him thinking that maybe the Troodon outside

were dancing together.

I've got to go test his theory.

[gasps] Dad's theory was right!

The boy and girl Troodon are dancing together.

I know boy dinos dance to impress girl dinos

so they can start a family together.

I guess girl dinos do the same thing.

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Sweet dance moves, Troodon.

[baby squawking]

A baby Troodon?

[all squawking]

But you already have a family together,

so why are you still trying to impress each other?

I wonder if Dad has another theory.

I think we should ask your mom.

Ask me what?

Dana wants to know why two dinosaurs

would still try to impress each other

even after they've had kids.

Interesting question.

I thought so, too.

Well, birds like the sandhill crane

keep dancing together after they have babies

to prove to each other

that they're still good partners.

Why would they still need to prove that?

Because I guess sometimes you need a reminder

that you still love each other.

I'm down here.

[laughs]

[door buzzer buzzes]

That must be the pizza.

Dana, would you mind getting it?

On it.

[Debbie] Hi. Here are your pizzas.

And thanks for calling Debbie's Delivery.

- You're welcome. - Bye.

Pizza's here!

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[laughs]

[sighs] I'm never going to art class.

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