Gigantoraptor and Tumbleweed Andy's Prehistoric Adventures

# I'm Andy, and I work here at the National Museum.

# We've got dinosaurs and Ice Age beasts. You should see them.

# Jen is my assistant, Mrs Pickles runs the show.

-# Come on my adventures!

-Ready to go!

# One, two, three, four!

# Andy's prehistoric adventures

# Hey, join the crew

# Travel back in time and discover something new

# Yeah, you can come too!

# We'll see woolly mammoths, dinosaurs, cavemen and more

# When I jump into the old museum clock to explore

# Take me off to prehistoric times, I say

-# Hold on tight, shut your eyes

-And let me fly away

# One, two, three, four!

# Andy's prehistoric adventures

# Hey, join the crew!

# Travel back in time and discover something new

# Yeah, you can come too!

# Andy's prehistoric adventures

# Andy's prehistoric adventures! #

Hi. I'm Andy.

I work here in the prehistoric gallery of the National Museum.

I've spent all day working on a display about a giant dinosaur.

Wish he was here to help me now.

This bag of sand is really heavy.

-Oh.

-Hi, Andy!

-Oh, hi, Jen.

I've got that fan you asked for.

-Oh, could you put pop it over there and plug it in for me?

-Mm-hm.

Building a desert can be hot work.

-Oh, wow! This looks great.

-Oh, thanks, Jen.

These are dinosaurs called Gigantoraptors.

They lived in the desert around 85 million years ago.

They kind of look like giant chickens.

Well, actually, Gigantoraptors and chickens are distant relatives.

Oh. Now I'm confused.

-I thought you said these were dinosaurs, not birds.

-I did.

Some dinosaurs turned into birds. It took a long, long time.

-Millions and millions of years, in fact.

-Oh, wow.

-I'll never look at a chicken in the same way again.

-Right.

-I just need to put this down here.

-Oh, what's this?

Tumbleweed. An ancient plant that likes to roam around the desert.

-It still exists today.

-But plants don't roam, Andy.

-They're stuck in one place.

-This one can.

It's shaped like a ball so when the wind blows,

it breaks from its stem and rolls off, scattering its seeds.

That's why it's called tumbleweed.

-Because it tumbles about in the desert.

-Exactly.

I borrowed this from Mrs Pickles' plant collection.

But don't tell her.

-I'm going to surprise her tomorrow morning.

-My lips are sealed.

I think I'm going to get back to work.

Yes, and I think I need a blast of that fan.

-Right. Come on then, Jen, let's tidy up, then we can go home.

-OK.

Huh?

Oh... Where's the tumbleweed gone?

Well, it must be in here somewhere.

-We need to find it.

-Um...

What...? Oh, no, that tumbleweed belonged to Mrs Pickles.

If we've lost it, then she's going to be really upset.

Can we pick some more?

There's not enough time.

CLOCK STRIKES

Time...

-That's it!

-What's it?

Jen, you stay here and tidy up.

I'll be back soon with another tumbleweed.

Time to go on a prehistoric adventure!

But Andy, how will you...

..get more tumbleweed?

Waistcoat.

Check!

Hat.

Check!

Backpack.

Check!

And last but not least, gizmo.

GIZMO BEEPS

Check!

To the time of Gigantoraptor!

Oh!

Ah!

Woohoo!

Yes! I'm here.

I've travelled back in time 85 million years.

All the way to Mongolia.

To the time of Gigantoraptor.

It's hot here. And dry.

Which is the perfect place to find tumbleweed.

What is that?

It's a Saurornithoides,

a meat-eating dinosaur that used to hunt reptiles and mammals.

I wonder why she's just sitting there.

Oh!

She's on her nest.

Oh. Now she's burying the eggs.

Probably to keep them safe from predators

when she goes to get some food.

The gizmo said she was a meat eater.

But she seems to be tucking into those palm leaves.

Oh. Oh, that's clever.

She's using the palm leaves to disguise her nest.

Ha-ha.

Oh, she's off.

I've never seen a Saurornithoides egg before.

I think I've got time for a quick peek,

before I go and get the tumbleweed. Come on!

There we are.

All safe and sound.

DINOSAUR GRUNTS

What's that?

Hm, it's too small to be a Gigantoraptor.

It's an Oviraptor, coming this way.

I'd better take cover!

Oviraptors look like big birds, but they're actually dinosaurs.

The name Oviraptor means "egg-snatcher".

Oh, no! He's spotted the nest.

If he gets under those palm leaves, he'll gobble everything up.

Where's Mum?

If she doesn't get back soon, her eggs will be gone.

Uh-oh.

Oh, no, he's got one!

I've got to do something. Um...

Shoo! Shoo, egg-snatcher!

Go on. Get out of it!

Shoo!

OK. Don't worry.

Go on, back to your brothers and sisters.

Well, I'd say that's one "egg-cellent" result.

Look! Tumbleweed.

Come back here, tumbleweed.

Gigantoraptors!

These are one of my favourite dinosaurs.

Oh, they're incredible, aren't they?

They're about five metres tall, and eight metres long.

And they have these huge feathery wings,

but they're far too big to fly.

They use those wings to show off to each other.

Oh, I think she's impressed.

Oh, this is beautiful, look!

Now they're doing a special type of dance

to show how much they like each other.

Just like birds do in our day.

Oh, I'll show you.

These cranes dance to show off to each other too,

just like the Gigantoraptors.

You see?

Gigantoraptors really are the ancient relatives of modern birds.

Well, this is all lovely,

but it's not going to get me my tumbleweed, is it?

Hang on. There it is!

Finally!

I thought I was never going to catch up with it.

Oh, not again!

Come back!

Right.

I give up.

Can't move another...

step!

Finally.

Right, I'd better get this in my backpack

before it decides to go for another tumble.

Right.

CLOCK STRIKES

Perfect timing.

Now I can just head back to the museum.

Whoa, what are you doing?

Aah!

Oh!

How am I going to get out of this one?

Oh! My backpack!

It's always full of useful things.

Salt?

No.

Ketchup!

No.

Pepper!

How are these things going to help me?

I'm not having a picnic!

Unless... I've got an idea!

Pepper's also good for making Gigantoraptor...

SNEEZE!

Whoa!

Ah!

Ugh!

Gigantoraptor snot!

And I haven't got enough time to clean myself up.

Time to head back!

Quick! Mrs Pickles!

-Jen!

-Oh, Andy, thank goodness you're here!

Mrs Pickles will be here any second.

What's that on you?

Um... Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me.

Morning, you two.

BOTH: Morning, Mrs Pickles.

Oh, what a lovely display.

The perfect setting for those two Gigantoraptors.

Oh, and is that my tumbleweed?

It looks right at home in that desert.

Nice and hot and dry. You don't look very dry, though, Andy.

-What is that you're covered in?

-Um...

Even if he told you, Mrs Pickles, you wouldn't believe him.

See you next time. Shh!

One, two, three, four!

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