Narrator: BEDTIME:
T-Rex: Well, time for THIS stone-cold fox who is never wrong - which is how I refer to myself when alone - to go to bed!!

Narrator: 3AM (HE'S IN BED; THE CAMERA IS TURNED SIDEWAYS):
T-Rex: Oh.
T-Rex: Oh NO.

Narrator: THE NEXT MORNING:
T-Rex: So... you know how sometimes you wake up at 3am and can't sleep because you keep thinking about all your problems over and over forever?
Dromiceiomimus: Oh sure. Classic adult bedtime activity.
T-Rex: I THINK I JUST SOLVED IT. Last night. I made a rule: instead of thinking about MY problems...

T-Rex: ...I thought about my FRIENDS' problems.
Utahraptor: Oh no.
T-Rex: RIGHT??

T-Rex: Dude, I was back asleep within 10 minutes.
Utahraptor: You've solved a universal problem, but at the same time revealed yourself to be a horrible pal who uses the suffering of his friends as a lullaby!
T-Rex: I KNOW!
Utahraptor: I'm still gonna try it though!!

Narrator: THAT NIGHT, INSIDE UTAHRAPTOR'S MIND:
Imaginary T-Rex: 〚small〛 MY problem is Utahraptor has the following embarrassing and insoluble issues in both his personal and professional lives:
Off panel: Aw dang it