T-Rex: I am sick, but not in a good way. In a sore throat way. I am well and truly under the weather!
T-Rex: Me! Sick!
T-Rex: I never get sick. My sculpted body is invincible to all but the strongest strains of disease and malcontent!
Dromiceiomimus: You got sick a few months ago, remember? Nobody was allowed to kiss you?
T-Rex: Okay yeah, but this is a REAL sickness! This is a serious "I should stay in bed so I don't INFECT MY FRIENDS" sickness.
Utahraptor: Aw man, are you infecting us right now?? Go back to bed!
T-Rex: No, but -
T-Rex: But I thought we - we could get through this disease... together?
Utahraptor: Hah! Nuh uh! You thought you were bored resting in bed, so you'd come out out here entertain yourself by talking to us! Meanwhile WE'RE getting disease all up in our trouser shorts.
Narrator: SOON EVERYONE GETS SICK AND IT'S ALL T-REX'S FAULT:
T-Rex: What is this emotion called "criminal negligence"?
