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[echoing thud]

[atmospheric music plays]

[dramatic music plays]

[roars, growls]

[brakes squeal]

[echoing roar]

[suspenseful music plays]

[soft growling]

[ominous music plays]

I really hope you got my last message Ben, but if you didn't and you're in Senegal,

you seriously need to leave right now.

You have no idea who you're dealing with.

Santos, the Broker, she's ruthless.

[Brooklynn] If she finds you, she'll--

Africa's a ginormous continent.

Go anywhere you want. Just stay out of Senegal.

[sighs]

Sweet ride.

Nice catch.

- [banging] - [snarling]

Any idea where your Camp friends might be?

Nope, but it's only a matter of time before I track them down.

With friends like them, who needs friends?

I imagine they'll surface.

So, why set up shop in Senegal? I mean, it's beautiful and all, but…

It's discreet. Far from prying eyes.

Unlike your Louisiana facility.

[tense music plays]

That facility was secure.

Its breach is why I'd like to find your friends sooner rather than later.

And why we're in Senegal in the first place.

Unfortunately, I haven't been able to reach my operations crew in a bit.

Probably a technical issue.

But one can never be too careful.

- [dinosaur shrieking] - [banging]

Why so tense?

You're not worried I brought you out here in the middle of nowhere

so I could get rid of you once and for all, are you?

Nope. I trust you.

Don't you trust me?

As much as I trust anyone.

- [thudding] - [gasps]

- [gasping] - [brakes squeal]

[lows softly]

[bellows]

One of yours?

I assume so.

[Brooklynn] What's it doing out here?

Go around. We need to get to the facility.

[atmospheric music plays]

[beeping]

- [buzzer sounds] - [clucking]

[suspenseful music plays]

[shrieking]

[screams]

[snarling, growling]

Ma'am. I-I wasn't expecting you.

And I wasn't expecting to see my dinosaurs roaming about for all the world to see.

Agreed.

After I made landfall,

I transported the dinos I picked up in Louisiana upriver.

[Lang] We ran into a wicked storm on the voyage over.

It took most of my crew.

The loose dinos are the reason I lost my first mate.

[dinosaur snarling]

- [exclaims] - [shrieking]

[panting]

I delivered those eggs to Dr. Sarr like you asked,

and I secured the new shipment of dinos in the holding pens below.

Noted. Now, do you happen to know where the operations crew is,

or did you lose them at sea as well?

[chuckles awkwardly, clears throat] No. Not my department.

But sounds like another great question for Dr. Sarr.

Shall we?

[beeping]

[whirring]

[suspenseful music plays]

Oh my goodness, are those not the cutest chickity chickens ever?

pH is at five. Increasing to achieve target range.

Otherwise, levels are satisfactory.

Dr. Sarr.

Specimen should reach maturity on schedule.

Dr. Sarr,

where is the operations crew?

Making their rounds, I assume.

Monitoring their whereabouts is not my responsibility.

And I suppose you have no idea why my dinosaurs are roaming free outside.

[Sarr] That is a question for the operations crew.

As for me,

my attention has been exclusively devoted to

the work which you hired me to undertake.

And what work is that?

Genetic cloning. The creation of life itself.

I've made significant progress,

far surpassing the meager results of your other facilities.

[whirring]

You have more of these places, hiding under those farms the DLN raided.

Ah, yes, the DLN.

Annoying little pests.

But they did provide the perfect distraction, didn't they?

But why create your own dinosaurs

when you have an endless supply from the DPW?

The DPW proved unreliable, did they not?

And that supply was always far from infinite.

Yet the demand for dinosaurs will only increase,

and I intend to meet it.

With this model,

I can take dinosaurs from the wild and use their DNA to create more.

Well, I can, at any rate.

I'd like to see the DNA specimens you harvested.

Surely that can wait until we--

- [tense music plays] - Now.

[sighs]

These particular specimens were extracted from the most recent shipment.

Though, notably absent are the Majungasauruses I was promised.

I'll be erasing the DNA from the eggs to prepare them for genetic rewriting next.

You're erasing the eggs' genetic code?

Where are the eggs?

I securely stored them in the observation room.

The observation room?

They should be in the incubator I prepared,

if they're even still viable.

And why wouldn't they be viable?

They may have been compromised during transport

when your Captain Lang lost them.

I didn't lose them.

They were stolen, but I got them back,

and captured a few runaway dinosaurs that Sarr and his team let loose.

Who stole them?

Those, uh, kids. The Nublar ones.

[Lang] They stowed away on my ship, but I threw them overboard.

You threw them overboard? With the eggs?

N-No.

Okay. They escaped on a lifeboat.

But I used a tracking device to find them right away.

Where are those kids now?

I don't know. Once I got the eggs back, I didn't bother--

Enough.

So let me make sure I understand.

Not only did you fail to mention the eggs were stolen from you,

you lost valuable Majungasauruses,

and you allowed the very people who nearly destroyed my operation to get away.

I messed up. I-I'm sorry. It won't happen again.

[clattering]

[Lang gasps]

[tense music plays]

[gasps]

- No. It won't. - [whirring]

[dramatic music plays]

[growling]

[music crescendos]

[shrieking]

- [exclaiming] - [shrieking]

[shrieking, exclaiming recede]

[Lang screams]

Perhaps now is the appropriate time

to show you the special project I've been working on.

An unparalleled creation with extraordinary capab--

First, I want a full inventory of the dinosaurs in the holding pens.

And we need to find the operations crew. They didn't just vanish into thin air.

- That would seem unlikely. - Wait here.

[gasping]

[takes deep breath]

[rhythmic music plays]

[dramatic music plays]

[gasps]

[whirring]

[suspenseful music plays]

[sighs] If I could just get this down to them.

[gasps]

[Brooklynn groans]

[gasps]

[sighs] Come on.

[takes deep breath]

You got this.

One of these must open that thing.

- [buzzer sounds] - [chittering]

[whirring]

[gasps]

[screams]

[exclaims]

[music intensifies]

[buzzer sounds]

[roars]

[snarling]

[sighs]

[suspenseful music plays]

[grunts]

- [snarling] - [chittering]

[atmospheric music plays]

[panting]

[approaching footsteps]

[Santos] I told you to wait in Sarr's office.

[Brooklynn] Sorry.

I heard screaming and came to see if you were alright.

[approaching footsteps]

Must have been the, uh… captain.

[emotional music plays]

[gasps] What?

What's wrong?

That girl down there

looks like a friend of ours.

[Yaz] Sounds like her too.

That's impossible.

[Zayna] Why?

[Sammy] 'Cause our friend's dead.

Anywho, would you mind showing me the way back to the office?

It's like a maze in here.

I'd hate to get lost.

Stay put. This shouldn't take long.

Come, my dear. No need to be shy.

Allow me to introduce the first and only one of her kind,

the Leucistic Baryonyx.

[roars softly]

I modified her genetic code at the embryonic stage

to eliminate her eyes entirely.

Why would you do that?

As a result of the modification,

her auditory and olfactory senses have developed ten-fold

to compensate for her lack of vision.

And my method should be even more efficient utilizing those eggs.

A dinosaur with hyperacute hearing and smell

could have various military applications.

Can you repeat this modification on a consistent basis?

I have no interest in manufacturing widgets on an assembly line.

My time is better spent experimenting with new modifications.

That's not your decision to make.

This dinosaur is one of a kind.

But scientists like you are a dime a dozen.

[laughs] Without me, you are merely a merchant of exotic animals.

Your other inferior facilities

have proven as much.

And yet, those other facilities never had dinosaurs roaming free,

calling attention to their whereabouts.

[whirring]

Where is my operations crew?

[suspenseful music plays]

I enlisted them to help train my Baryonyx.

Unfortunately for them,

she has a ferocious prey drive,

and a healthy appetite for primates.

[scoffs] You fed them to your dinosaur?

Eh. No great loss.

Your operations crew failed to comprehend the magnitude of my work,

and suffered accordingly.

[grunting]

Just as you will.

[straining, grunting]

[roaring]

[music slows]

- [grunting] - [screams]

[groans]

[groaning, panting]

[atmospheric music plays]

[gasping, groaning]

- [shrieks] - [gasps]

[growling]

Hello, my dear.

[tense music plays]

- [growls softly] - You really are quite the specimen.

[roars]

- [roaring] - [exclaims]

- [Sarr screams] - [music crescendos]

[exhales]

Thank you for saving my life.

[suspenseful music plays]

Anytime.

[gasping]

[exhales] I must confess, I doubted your intentions.

Until now.

Experience has taught me that trust is not a luxury I can afford.

But I was wrong about you. You've earned my trust.

I had such high hopes for this facility.

But one must play the cards one is dealt. Get the eggs from the observation room.

I'll meet you back here after I retrieve the DNA specimens and tie up loose ends.

- Can do. - Be quick about it.

We won't have much time.

[atmospheric music plays]

- [Ben] Brooklynn. - Ben?

Brooklynn! I…

I told you to stay away. You can't be following me like this.

What are you…

I don't understand wha…

How did you…?

I mean…

Stop staring at me like that.

Sorry.

It's just-- I didn't--

You never told me about your… arm.

I missed you!

We all have.

Why didn't you listen to me?

We were trying to figure out who killed you.

And then someone kept trying to kill us.

Which makes perfect sense now.

Because the Broker didn't want us to find out about

their dinosaur smuggling operation.

That's not all she's doing.

She's cloning dinosaurs and experimenting on them.

[gasps]

This whole thing is so much bigger than I ever imagined.

You have no idea who you're dealing with.

If Santos sees you, you're dead,

and so am I.

I just need enough evidence to send Santos to jail for the rest of her life.

[approaching footsteps]

[footsteps recede]

I have to get back.

Are those the dino eggs?

Yeah, but we…

I'll be back as soon as I can. Stay here.

Brooklynn.

[growling]

[growling]

[roars]

[gasps]

[roars]

- [gasping] - [suspenseful music plays]

[music crescendos]

Thanks.

Let's go.

[atmospheric music plays]

Where are we going?

There comes a point when one must cut their losses.

I have other plans in the works, ones that don't require this facility.

So I'll destroy it and bring it down in a heap of rubble.

It will be as though it, nor anything in it,

ever existed.

[music crescendos]

[atmospheric music plays]