Etta: Nope, not dead. You still have time to grow up and learn to listen.
Etta: Hi ya Fiddlefoot.
Etta: I had a sister once used to say, just when things get darkest, you look for the light. Unless, of course, it's too dark to find it.
Littlefoot: Etta, if water is coming in the cave, you know what that means?
Etta: It's wet?