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No offense, Gia,

I was really hoping you didn't know these parts that well, but…

Say it ain't so, Sam.

The Pyroraptor is definitely headed back toward town.

Gia was right.

Normally, I love those words, but not like this.

You sure there's not,

you know, another spunky fun duo that can swoop in and save the day?

I appreciate the sentiment,

but we both know there's no one around better equipped than us.

I know, I know.

But who says we can't save the day quickly?

We get in, stop this evil ostrich, then boom!

Out on the first flight back home.

We'll be reuniting this little guy with his mama in no time.

Look.

A red feather.

We're on the right trail.

See that?

Gia's a pro, too. This is gonna be easy.

Where we're concerned, it's never easy.

There's another one.

We've been wandering these streets forever.

Do you know where Barry is or not, Ben?

He sent me his location, but with all these tall buildings,

the map on this burner phone can't figure it out.

Okay. Now it says he's this way.

- Isn't this where we started? - Dang it!

Ben, it's okay. You gotta chill out, dude.

Sorry, sorry. I'm just stressed. We need to get to Barry.

At least he already knows about the raptor sale.

My calls keep dropping! We gotta tell him about the cargo!

Then what? An intelligence agent's not gonna let some random unauthorized people

watch a huge dino-smuggling bust.

- You don't know that! He might! - Hey, hold up!

Hang on.

Uh, are they talking to us?

Wow. I'm so happy I found y'all!

I have been looking everywhere for you.

- And you are…? - What do you want from us?

Are you French intelligence? Did Barry send you?

No, I...

Sorry, I really ran here.

I'm Davi.

Brooklynn's journalist.

Journalist, yes! Brooklynn said y'all were here, so...

So she found you? Did she warn you about the hit?

Yeah, but then…

Something happened, something bad, and now…

And now Brooklynn's missing.

Hey. Hey! Hey, what's up?

That's up.

They go under snow now?

These dinosaurs are constantly updating. I can't keep up.

Over there.

Maybe there's a PA system.

I can warn everyone.

That should do it for you.

Now I understand all those training sessions.

We still gotta find that thing and get it outta here.

What are we thinking?

Snowmobiles!

Snowmobiles?

I'm from Texas.

Gia, take my boy.

It's too dangerous up there for him.

We hop on those, drive the Pyro away, then race to the airport.

Oh! This is just like my cousin's four-wheeler.

Hey!

Stop!

Kenji, hurry up.

Woah, woah, woah!

Lo siento, no hablo Italiano.

I'm speaking English!

Brooklynn's… missing?

Okay, w-w-wait.

Brooklynn has a bit of a track record. Is she missing, or "missing"?

What? I-I don't…

Is it possible that Brooklynn just played you?

- Like a fiddle? - Cheap, cheap fiddle?

- Would she do that? - It is kinda Brooklynn's thing now.

She runs away, we find her, she tells us to leave her alone,

we don't listen, she calls us, runs again...

You get how it goes.

No. I was there.

I know for sure that something bad, really bad,

has happened to her.

- Okay. Walk us through it. - I…

I didn't see everything, but…

Brooklynn tried to warn me about whoever was after me, and then,

this person showed up.

If you could even call them that.

Let me guess. Short bangs?

Horrifying stare.

Looks like they'd rip you apart with their teeth?

Yes! Yes, exactly!

The Handler.

That's what I'm saying. This… Handler came after us,

knocked me out, and when I woke up,

they were both gone.

Could they be working together?

I don't know.

If the Handler was there, maybe Brooklynn really is in trouble?

I think she is. I looked for her, but…

Brooklynn was right.

I'm in way over my head. I can't do this on my own.

But you're the Nublar Six.

I've been following your stories since forever.

You're the best, and right now, Brooklynn needs the best.

Take us to where this all went down. Maybe we can figure out what happened.

Follow me.

Come on, Mr. Pincus. I don't have time for your tricks.

Well, if it isn't Mr. Owen Grady.

You are here? Already?

No. Stay there.

It is too risky for you to be at the black market alone.

I am close. I will meet you and Claire right away.

We will all go together.

All right. À plus.

Your Atrociraptors should be just up here.

I get why you're doing this.

You put in all that work, raising your baby raptors.

Late nights, early mornings.

The real bonding and love that went into every single moment.

Then all of a sudden,

they're snatched from you.

Looks like your raptors...

Whoa! Okay. Okay.

We'll both go.

Hey, let me help you.

You're welcome.

I know it's sad to see what you love locked up,

and so… cruelly.

Hey. If you take them from Santos now,

she'll use her laser to steal them back from you.

Listen. The Atrociraptor sale is a set-up, like you and Santos tried to pull on Davi.

But this time, it'll be Santos getting set up.

And if you want, it can be me and you that take her down.

Santos is transferring them to Rainn Delacourt

for transport to the buyer in Riyadh, but it won't get that far,

because a bunch of intelligence agents are gonna bust the sale.

- Have you loaded the merchandise? - Yes, all loaded up.

If we're on this truck, then while the agents are arresting Santos,

we'll steal the laser, open those locks,

and you and your precious raptors can disappear, never to be seen again.

I wanna secure them in the back. Don't want them jostling around.

No. We're already running behind. I'd rather be prompt than safe.

Whoa.

- Get outta here! - Dinosaur on the loose!

Do you see it?

Hey, it's not sa...

Get out of the way!

Kenji, watch out!

Yes!

Let's get them safe!

No, no, no!

Avalanche!

It should be just ahead.

This is it.

This is where I last saw Brooklynn.

And where the Handler showed up.

Brooklynn said the hit was off, and then I was thrown against the wall.

Right there.

And then what happened?

I blacked out.

Doesn't sound like Brooklynn was working with the Handler, but…

Let's take a look around.

Ben.

That's not a good sign.

Over here!

Brooklynn wouldn't just leave this behind.

Davi's right.

She's in trouble.

You gotta stop doing that.

You'll be transporting Atrociraptors to Riyadh.

It's good money. I suggest you take it.

Freeze! Hands up! Stop!

- Don't move! - It's over, Delacourt!

Put it down.

Don't move.

If Brooklynn's with the Handler, we need to...

What's going on?

Is that the black market up there?

We thinking this is a typical day?

Of course it isn't.

Whoa.

Okay, something is definitely going on up there.

And down here.

Run!