LEGO Jurassic World: Legend of Isla Nublar

"Jurassic World is already great,

"thanks to park personnel like Claire Dearing and Owen Grady,

"and it's on its way to being even greater!

"Final score on Larson Mitchell's trademarked

One million Mitchell Merits!"

Best day ever.

Loving the hats, you two. Looking good.

Oh, I gotcha.

Aw. Here's a coupon for a new one.

Oh!

Hi, Hudson. Need a boost?

Yes, please.

Thanks! Have a great day.

Whoo-hoo! Yeah!

Hey, Claire! Do you have any 4-foot tongue depressors?

I have a sick Brachiosaurus here.

Got you covered, Stella.

Ooh, 5-foot.

Assistant Park Operations Manager Claire Dearing speaking.

Claire! Park Owner and Prototype Jeep Tester

Simon Masrani calling.

Good morning, sir.

Anything I can do for you?

Any crisis that needs de-crisis-ing?

Mr. Masrani, do I hear screams?

It's okay, they aren't mine.

Can you meet me at the Raptor Pen?

I have a big surprise for you!

A surprise?

It's another promotion.

My can-do spirit and get-it-done attitude

is really paying off.

Soon-to-be-former- Assistant-Park...

Claire. Oh. Owen.

Listen, I can't talk.

I have to meet Mr. Masrani at the Rap...

Can you come to the Raptor Pen? I think we may have a problem.

I was just headed that way,

and I am on a problem-solving roll.

Is the problem animal, vegetable or mineral?

Um, vehicular and... aeronautical?

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!

Ha, ha! Did you see that?

What was that all about?

Oh, I asked the motor-pool to modify a Jeep so it was

as fast and maneuverable as an Ornithomimid...

Between us, I think this is faster!

Okay, where's the problem?

Right there, and it's taken care of.

Turns out it's one you wouldn't have been able to solve.

Sure, I could have.

Claire, problems in the field

are a lot different than the kinds you face.

Wha...? If it's a purchase order mix-up,

no question, you're the go-to person. I...

But if it's, say, an out-of-control Jeep

driven by an eccentric millionaire...?

Billionaire!

I can handle anything anyone throws at me.

Speaking of which...

Mr. Masrani, you wanted to see me? Yes.

The tire is broken on this Jeep. Please, buy me a new one.

Oh. Oh, heh, we could just fix it, sir.

Fix it? Brilliant!

Excellent problem-solving, Claire.

Maybe you can help me with something else...

Let me tell you why I've asked you here.

I've been thinking about this for the last several seconds,

and I want to add a 36 mile-long off-roading safari!

Sir, that's an enormous expansion.

My daily inspirational text this morning said:

"Bigger is better than better!"

I've already asked Dr. Wu to give me

more exciting dinosaurs.

Now I want this. Are you with me?

Yes, sir. Of course.

I mean, what could go wrong?

Almost anything, Claire.

Please, take this seriously.

So is there a button or a master builder around?

How does this get fixed?

Oh, I'm sure Claire can think of something.

Problem-solving and all that. Right, Claire?

Right. And clearly, the best way to solve this problem

is to delegate. Go to it, Owen.

Oh, yeah? Well, I'll probably need to fill out

all kinds of paperwork first, so maybe you should...

Brainwave! What if you solved it together

before I show you where I want the safari route?

Problem-solving and team-building!

I love it so much I'm not even going to give you a choice.

Make it happen.

Great.

Ha, ha! Success!

Mr. Masrani asked for a bigger, better dinosaur...

I give you, Bigheadasaurus!

Ahem. All right, how about...

Stiltatops?

There must be a way to give Mr. Masrani what he wants.

What if we concentrate on the "better"

instead of the "bigger"? What do you mean?

I know Mr. Masrani thought the idea was boring,

but maybe, just maybe,

we could return to the concept of hybrids.

How about... the Carnoraptor?

And the Brachioceratops.

Hybrids... yes!

Allison, set up a video camera.

You'll document the work I'll be doing

so Schweitzenbaum won't be able to discredit it.

I'm a scientist, Dr. Wu.

I can do more than record our work

so you can settle scores with your college rival...

Not now, Allison, I'm innovating.

Fine. But I'm stopping on the way

to get a new bowl for the Mosasaurus.

It's outgrown the one it's in.

Set up a video camera.

He has no idea of my talents.

Whoa!

I think you dropped this.

Oh! Thanks, Danny.

No problem.

I'm not used to seeing scientists out of the lab.

Shouldn't you be in there making brilliant discoveries?

I should, but...

I feel like Dr. Wu isn't open to any of my ideas.

Hmm...

Then he isn't half as smart as he tells everyone he is.

You know, you don't have to let him treat you like...

Can you excuse me for just a sec?

Uh... sure.

Sinjin! Did you find the treasure?

Not yet, mate.

How hard can it be to find

a great big chest of gold doubloons?

Without the third piece of this map,

it might be impossible.

This could be the biggest bloomin' boondoggle

since I went questin' for...

the Oversized Earlobe of Quetzalcoatl.

Where are you?

My new lair! Ha, ha!

It used to be a janitor's closet,

but I spiffed it up. What do you think?

Charming.

So... listen, about the gold...

Without a full map...

I don't want excuses, Sinjin.

I hired you because you're the sneakiest, shadiest,

cheapest fortune hunter there is.

With that treasure, I can make my own dinosaurs

for Lizard Land, my rival theme park

that will ruin Jurassic World as revenge

for my uncle, Dennis Nedry, who worked for

that dino-hack John Hammond in Jurassic Park

and met his demise with nothing to show for it.

"Lizard Land"?

It's a placeholder.

The name is still a work in progress.

Now, find that gold!

Okay, crazy Jeep fun time is over.

Back to work, ladies!

Hey! No flanking!

I'm the alpha of this pack, not its lunch.

Thank you! Good job.

Now, today's lesson: Jumping!

Red, you demonstrate. Jump!

Attaboy. Okay, your turn.

Jump! Blue, Charlie, Delta, Echo.

Echo... Eyes on me.

Hey! Over here.

Wow, you've really got 'em eating

out of the palm of your hand, Grady. Heh!

They're just distracted.

Sometimes animals can sense things we can't,

like an earthquake or a storm.

Aw, they're not distracted, they're lazy.

And too stupid to notice anything

that isn't shouted in their faces.

Watch the master.

Uh, Vic, I wouldn't do that.

Of course you wouldn't. Heh!

Hey, What's-Your-Name, jump!

Ah! Oh! Off! Quit! Stop! Mommy!

Hey, nice jump. I mean, Blue!

Blue! Delta! Echo! Echo...

Back off! Charlie!

Hmm. The raptors are really skittish.

I'm gonna head to the Command Center.

There might be something on the weather monitors

to explain why they're nervous.

By the time you get back,

I'll have these overgrown geckos doing...

Actually, I'll come with.

Wha...? The monitors aren't even on!

Where is everyone?

Masrani gave 'em the afternoon off

for International Command Center Workers' Day.