T-Rex: Crap! I should have an emergency kit ready!
T-Rex: "Why", you ask?
T-Rex: Oh I don't know, IN CASE OF EMERGENCY??
Narrator: LATER:
Dromiceiomimus: What's in your emergency kit, T-Rex? Mine's got water, food, first aid stuff, matches and scissors!
T-Rex: MINE'S got a book on how to win sword fights AND a book on clever quips to make during sword fights ("I'll get right to the POINT; it's been a SLICE; STABS to meet you", etc)! And, um...
T-Rex: That's it, actually
Utahraptor: Mine's got dried food in it! It'll keep for a while. Yeah, it's a pretty sensible choice.
T-Rex: Sweet! But - no swords?
Utahraptor: No swords. Not even a wee li'l one!
T-Rex: Huh. You know, it occurs to me that a sword could be used by a hungry dude to take food from someone by holding them at, what's it called? Swordpoint?
Utahraptor: Swordpoint, yeah.
Narrator: LATER: EVERYONE PUTS SWORDS IN THEIR EMERGENCY KITS
T-Rex: SPEARS to meet you, Utahraptor!!
T-Rex: Oh wait I left my spear on the ground back there, one sec
