The Dinosaurs are an animatronics stone-age working-class family created by Jim Henson for Disney. Incredibly overweight, even for a dinosaur, Earl Sinclair is married to Fran and tries/fails to support 14-year-old valley girl Charlene, 16-year-old Robbie (whose crest eventually turns into a Mohawk and gets dyed purple), widowed, cranky Grandma Ethel, and terrible-twos Baby, the true master of the house. Sharp social commentary is featured surprisingly often; Earl is a tree-pusher for the Wesayso Development Corp., which regularly implements schemes to screw their workers even more and destroy the world for marginal profit increment. Chilled but live prey are kept in the refrigerator and are helpful when you can't find the milk, and caveman Humans make occasional appearances as wild animals and pets.

Earl's middle name is Sneed. Robbie's middle name is Mark.

[Earl wants a raise]


B.P. Richfield:
Sinclair, you dog. Twenty-five years you've been working here and I never thought you'd have the guts to take me on! But take me on, you do, mano e mano, man to man. That's guts-balls, Sinclair. I like a guy with guts-balls. LIKE HIM!

[slams the sides of his trailer]


B.P. Richfield:
So I guess I'm gonna have to take your little ultimatum seriously.


Earl:
Oh I do hope so, sir.


B.P. Richfield:
Cuz the someone who puts a gun to my head...


Earl:
Oh n-no, sir.


B.P. Richfield:
...MUST BE PREPARED TO BACK UP HIS THREAT! So I'm gonna ask you, d'ya want a raise or what?


Earl:
...uh... or what, sir.


B.P. Richfield:
What puts you in the position to ask for more money?


Earl:
Well sir, I have a growing family, who I need more money to take care of.


B.P. Richfield:
Well, Where is this my fault?


Earl:
I'm not blaiming you, sir.


B.P. Richfield:
THEN WHY DO I HAVE TO PAY FOR YOUR FAMILY!


Earl:
I'm only asking for more money, sir.


B.P. Richfield:
No, the way I see it is, you don't need more money, you need less family!


Earl:
But I love my family!


B.P. Richfield:
Well obviously you do, since you're willing to lose your job for them.


Earl:
*What*?


B.P. Richfield:
You face me down, asking me for more money. I ain't gonna give it to ya. So ya got no alternative but to look me in the eye and say...


Earl:
[leaving] I'm sorry.


B.P. Richfield:
...I QUIT!


Earl:
I quit?


B.P. Richfield:
Oh, sorry to lose ya, Sinclair, after all these years.


Earl:
But sir I like this company. I always dreamed I'd go somewhere with this company.


B.P. Richfield:
No dreams, Sinclair. No dreams for you. You are what you are and that's all you're ever gonna be. Except not with this company. Best thing for you to do is realize that now. You'll thank me.


Earl:
But sir...


B.P. Richfield:
THANK ME!


Earl:
uh th-thank you, sir.

Performed by Baby Sinclair