Neera: Kron, we've never gone this far without water: if we keep going like this, we'll lose half the Herd.
Kron: Then we save the half that deserves to live.
Neera: You like kids, I see.
Aladar: Well, the skinny ones are a bit chewy.
Bruton: Why is he doing this? Pushing them on with false hope?
Plio: It's hope that's gotten us this far.
Bruton: But why doesn't he let them accept their fate? I've accepted mine.
Plio: And what is your fate?
Bruton: To die here. It's the way things are.
Plio: Only if you give up, Bruton. It's your choice, not your fate.