LEGO Jurassic World: Legend of Isla Nublar

Allison, will you stop worrying?

We're on a treasure hunt. Treasure hunts are fun. Yay.

Everything's gonna be fine. I've covered every detail.

Your map's upside down.

Will you smile? Simon Masrani and Dr. Wu

are gonna pay for not appreciating you.

We're all gonna be rich

once we find Cap'n No-Beard's treasure,

and you're gonna run your own lab

in my new theme park, Brachiosaurus Burg.

Ugh, really?

I thought that name was a sure winner.

I just can't help feeling

you haven't told me everything, Danny.

Speaking of things he hasn't told you...

Who's the kid?

Don't mind this little biscuit, miss.

Totally clueless how to interact with regular blokes and betties

unless there's a screen in his hand. Heh, heh, heh.

Who are you again?

No more talking.

The road's getting pretty narrow here. I need to concentrate.

Boy!

Get him, Sinjin.

Or that little brat will ruin everything.

Give it up, you little blighter.

I honed my speed running from

the Cult of the Annoyed Cheetah.

Now, be a good sprog, follow our directions,

and you'll be home in your jim-jams before you can say:

which is Cheetah Cult for "in a jiffy."

What was that about?

He thought he saw a dinosaur tooth

and ran to pick it up for a souvenir.

Very dangerous, laddie.

Better keep moving before someone realizes

Allison took those files and starts sniffing around.

Please. I'm sure no one at Jurassic World

even knows I'm gone.

Where are you?

Claire!

Claire, Claire, Claire, Claire, Claire.

One sec, Mr. Masrani. Something's very strange...

Blah, blah, boring, blah. Claire, I have an idea.

What if we...? Illegal.

Okay, but how about if we...? Dangerous.

Illegal and dangerous.

You're very good, Claire. Is something wrong?

Dr. Wu says Allison clocked out of the lab

hours ago for lunch, but she never came back.

I called her place, and there was no answer.

There's no trace of her. Anywhere. Hmm.

Maybe I'll call security.

Vic. Are you okay?

Sure. Why?

Listen, I can't find Allison

and it's probably nothing, but...

Missing person? Grid search!

Vic, I'd just like you and your crew

to have a low-key look around and see if you can find her.

Right. Undercover work. Stealth ops. Consider it done.

So much for low-key.

I better keep doing my own looking around.

Owen, it's Claire.

Stop butt-dialing me.

Owen, it's Claire. Stop butt-dialing me.

What?

Oh. Hey, Red. What's up?

It's an okay picture of Claire, I guess.

Why are you giving it to me?

What, you think I should give her flowers

and tell her I like her?

But I don't like her, Red, not like that.

Hi, Claire. You're fine, how am I?

Owen, have you seen Allison?

No, why?

I can't find her, and I have a weird feeling.

It's probably nothing. I'll keep looking.

Oh, uh, want some help from me and the raptors?

Sure. I'll meet you by the raptor pen.

Not a word.

Allison, the computer is...

Mr. Masrani.

Claire pooh-poohed all my latest ideas.

Something about liability and destroying the island.

And that brings you here, why?

Because I'm bored. But I had yet another brilliant idea.

With Allison not around,

I'll step in as your temporary assistant.

Mr. Masrani, I don't want to distract you

from your important work and you have... Nonsense.

I don't get distracted, Doctor.

I am focused at all... Ooh. What is this highly-advanced,

scientific, organic culture you have here?

That's my dinner.

Oh. Wonderful. I'm starving.

I really hope Allison's okay.

Finding her slide rule next to tire tracks leading

out of the park? It makes me nervous.

I'm sure she's fine. Don't stress yourself.

You're right. I'm probably just being

good, old overreacting Claire.

Speaking of people I haven't seen lately, how's Hudson?

Uh, I think he might be mad at me.

I kinda told him maybe he shouldn't be around so much.

Oh, Owen.

Because I don't want him getting hurt

if things get dangerous. He's just a kid.

Hudson handles himself better in a crisis than Vic.

Besides, things don't get that dangerous,

that often around here.

Okay, okay. Sure, occasionally we come close to real disaster,

but there hasn't been anything we couldn't deal with.

I mean, it's not like the volcano's erupting.

Run! Run!

Yeah, right, like that could happen.

Too much mud. Can't see the tire tracks anymore

and the road forks here. Let's fan out and see

if we can't pick up some sign of Allison.

I'll do it, I'll do it.

So Claire. I just want to say...

I think you're awesome. Super-awesome.

And I am super lame.

Right. Give her flowers.

Uh, Claire, I just want to give you this token of my...

Apparently poisonous flower.

You know, Red, a bark would've worked

just as well as a face full of spit.

Ugh, what happened?

I downloaded an island field guide.

I think you took a full blast

of aerosolized Picrosatic monothemius

from a modified Colycanthus occidentalis.

Oh. Well, that explains pretty much nothing.

It's a poisonous prehistoric plant,

listed under "unlikely to see."

How poisonous is it?

It says here the plant's pollen causes a series of symptoms,

each one leading to the next.

Symptoms? Like what?

"First, loss of motor control. Second, loud talking.

"Third, compulsive truth-telling.

"Fourth, delusions. And finally, fifth...

Oh. But there's good news.

Really? What?

It's not contagious.

Hooray.

Don't worry. A few old Jurassic Park

emergency medical field stations

are still standing somewhere around here.

One of them could still have some supplies in it.

Like an anti-poison shot that maybe hasn't gone bad.

"Somewhere," "could," and "maybe"

are not encouraging words, Claire.

Keep cool and let's find one of those stations. We have time.

You haven't even started showing symptoms yet.

Right. Keep cool. No symptoms.

Loss of motor control.

Okay, well that's only the first symptom.

You're a long way from having to worry.

We'll help you into the Jeep.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

I've written it all down.

Just do the things on the list,

and you'll help me immeasurably. Okay?

Consider it done.Wonderful.

Get ready to wish I was your assistant full-time.

That's my butt.

Will there be anything else, Dr. Wu?

Listen, Mr. Masrani. Could you do me a favor?

Anything.

I never did have dinner.

Could you pick something up at Winston's for me?

Splendid idea. You can count on your assistant.

I'll be right back.

Thank goodness.

I think we need to go through the waterfall.

Through?

How do we do that, mate?

You could swim.

Swim? Hey.

That lagoon is infested with