Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous

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Jurassic One, Jurassic One, come in.

This is Isla Nublar Base, over.

Go, Jurassic One. Emergency. Hostiles in pursuit.

Two friendlies in need of immediate extraction.

Roger that, Base! On our way. -

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We can't stop here. Follow me!

Wait. Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

I think we lost 'em.

- We gotta get to the chopper. -

Come on!

Raptor bones?

Whoa!

Hurry! We're almost to the extraction point!

No! We can use the river to mask our scent and--

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Aw, crud! -

Dang it!

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Not cool, Brand.

Yeah, like you know what cool is.

- - Get off me, Brand!

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Aw, come on, man.

The dinos get you and that old dude every time.

His name is Dr. Meriwether.

His name oughta be "Dinner."

Brand, I'm so close.

If I can just get around the T-Rex, I'd beat the game and win the--

Trip to Jurassic World.

I-I know. You've said it, like, a thousand times.

But if straight-up gamers say this thing's unwinnable,

how's some dino-nerd kid gonna beat it?

Great pep talk, bro. You been working on that?

Look, Darius, I know getting to Jurassic World

was your and Dad's dream, but there's more to life than just dinosaurs.

You never leave your room anymore, bruh.

Dad wouldn't want this.

I hear you, but even if winning is dumb and hopeless,

I still gotta try, you know?

I guess so, D.

Can you at least, like, take a break? Maybe work in a shower?

- 'Cause you're smelling pretty funky, man. -

All right, look, you do you, D. Just do it quietly.

I don't want Mom on my case again for you staying up...

That's it!

- - Ah, attack patterns? No.

Vocalizations, pack behavior? No.

Got it!

So, if my theory's correct...

It's go time.

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It's gotta be here somewhere.

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Where are you? Where are you? Where are you?

There it is!

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- - Please whistle.

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Congratulations, player.

I'm Mr. DNA, and you're the first person to ever beat our game,

so we wanna reward you with a trip

to Jurassic World's brand-new, state-of-the-art adventure camp.

Brand...

Mom!

Welcome to Isla Nublar, campers.

You are the chosen few, the first kids in the entire world

to ever experience the awesomeness

that is Camp Cretaceous.

I know, the trip from the mainland was rough on some.

Hello, Ben.

But you made it!

I'm Dave, head counselor.

You heard that correctly-- head honcho, big shot.

Ah, so sorry I'm late.

Welcome, campers!

I'm Roxie, head counselor of Camp Cretaceous.

Well, it's sort of a co-head counselor sort of situation.

- Is it? -

Anyway, some of you won contests to be here,

some of you had VIP invites, but for the next two weeks,

all of you will be getting the five-star treatment!

As our first campers, we've lined up

exclusive behind-the-scenes tours of Jurassic World.

- Ooh! - Yes!

As well as kayaking, rock climbing, obstacle courses, and of course...

Dinosaurs?

Yes... Darius, plenty of dinosaurs.

So, ready for an adventure?

Absolutely!

But I'm gonna need that speech a little shorter,

and really try to lean into the majesty of this place.

Okay, we're going now.

Let's get the six of you to camp.

Uh, there are five of us.

Wait.

Dino-kid, Track-Star, Internet Girl, Barfy, Texas.

He's right. Where's Six?

Greetings, my dudes. Kenji is here, so let the party commence!

- - Put this in my room.

So, what's your deal?

Okay, let's go.

I hope you got my mom's note.

I don't do well on windy roads.

What's good, Brooklanders?

It's your girl Brooklynn coming at you from the best place ever:

Camp Cretaceous.

Like and subscribe to join me as I unbox Jurassic World!

Okay, I need you all to say who you are and a little bit about yourself.

And, action!

Oh! Um...

I beat this awesome VR dinosaur game.

- I'm Darius, by the-- - I'm sorry.

I just can't believe... you're Brooklynn!

I'm Sammy Gutierrez, total Brooklander!

Kapow!

Oh, also, my family supplies all the beef for the park, and that's how I got here.

Great to meet you, Sammy.

Um... What's a Brooklander?

Oh, that's just what my online followers call themselves.

Uh, all 27 million of us.

Yep. That's why she's the only one who gets to keep her cell phone.

She's famous.

Hold on. Rich and famous?

Oh, meant to be.

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- - Um, Dave, what's going on?

- Nothing you need to worry about. -

But you should all definitely stay in your seats.

Oh, God.

Mm.

Guys?

Guys?

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Crisis averted.

Oh, these things are always getting out of their enclosure.

A real live Compsognathus!

Oh, please.