Lego Jurassic World: Legend of Isla Nublar (2019) s01e01 Episode Script

[BOAT HORN BLARES.]
[MUSIC.]
[SEAGULLS CRYING.]
[VISITORS CHATTERING EXCITEDLY.]
Welcome to Isla Nublar, and welcome to Jurassic World.
[MUSIC CONTINUES.]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES.]
[TOOLS CLANG.]
MR.
DNA: This fossilized tree sap, which we call amber [TELEVISION CRACKLES.]
[PEOPLE GASP.]
WORKMAN: Nothing to worry about.
Just needs an adjustment.
[TRICERATOPS SQUEAKS.]
[ALL CHEER.]
[MUSIC.]
[PEOPLE CHATTING INDISTINCTLY.]
[MACHINERY HISSES.]
[MACHINERY WHIRS.]
[ANIMAL ROARS.]
[PEOPLE GASP.]
[TOOLS CLANG, WHIR.]
[SLURPING SOFT DRINK.]
[ALARM BEEPS.]
Whoop, coffee break.
[SLURPS, THEN SIGHS.]
Okeydokey.
[BANGS DOOR OPEN.]
Claire! I have something to tell you! - Something very urgent! - What is it today, Mr.
Masrani? I'm sure your newly-promoted assistant manager of park operations can handle it.
You want bigger egg cups for the Spinner ride? A Stegosaurus kick line stage show? No, but those are all excellent ideas.
Claire, someone is coming to Jurassic World.
Someone with the power to destroy us all.
[MUSIC.]
[DINOSAUR GROWLING.]
[HORN BLARING.]
[MUSIC.]
SIMON: All of my dreams Following in John Hammond's footsteps, building an even bigger, better, more successful dinosaur theme park than he ever did.
[GASPS.]
Ooh.
Coffee.
[SLURPS, THEN SIGHS.]
It could all be going up in smoke! Sir, what are you talking about? Who's coming to Jurassic World? - Larson Mitchell! - Oh.
- Who? - The most influential theme-park critic.
He wants to see our new features, like my secret exhibit, the Dinosaur Carousel One negative review from him could sink everything I've accomplished.
- It can't be that bad.
- Do you know how many parks Mitchell's reviews have closed? Cheeseland.
Smelltown.
Tooth Fairy Mountain.
- Euro-Cheeseland.
- Okay, okay.
It's no problem.
We'll just make sure Larson Mitchell sees Jurassic World in the best possible light.
Excellent.
You'll give him a private tour, and show him only the cool stuff about Jurassic World.
Not the stuff that doesn't work, or still needs fixing [CAT MEOWS ANGRILY.]
But sir, tours aren't really part of my job.
Claire, you're assistant manager of park operations.
This situation needs managing.
[SLURPS.]
[DOOR LATCHES.]
And make sure your tour brings him to my office.
Something cool, some [GASPS.]
Eyes on me.
One more time, girls.
Blue.
Charlie.
Delta.
[RAPTORS CLAMORING.]
Echo.
Echo? Single file! [GROANS.]
Come on.
All I'm asking is for you to line up.
Just once.
[CLICKS DEVICE.]
[RAPTORS BLEAT.]
Hey, it worked.
You did it! [RAPTORS CRUNCH TREATS.]
No, Owen.
You did it.
Oh, hey, Dr.
Hernandez.
You've actually trained dinosaurs.
And you were only hired two weeks ago.
- It's amazing.
- Yeah, I can't believe it, either.
Apparently, the key is to forcefully show a young theropod pack you're the alpha, and you're in charge.
[SNIFFS, GROANS.]
We, uh, still have some work to do.
I'm a long way from trying this on larger, more mature dinosaurs.
But the principle should be the same.
You want to try feeding them? [SQUAWKS.]
Uh, for now, I'll stick to [GROWLING.]
making them better when they're sick.
[HONKS.]
Owen! Come on.
It's an emergency.
[MUSIC.]
What's the matter? No time! Let's go.
- Stella, can I borrow your jeep? - Uh, of course.
[ENGINES TURN OVER.]
[SNARLING, CHIRPING.]
Yikes.
Okay.
Call me if you wind up with indigestion.
[PANTING.]
[GASPS.]
[BOAT HORN TOOTING.]
[VISITORS CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY.]
Mr.
Mitchell, welcome.
Will you please tell me what the emergency is? I'm Claire Dearing, assistant manager for park operations.
This is Owen Grady, our lead animal behaviorist.
- I hope you had a nice journey.
- I did not.
There is no VIP cabin on your ferry.
Note for Jurassic World review, minus three Mitchell Merits.
Well, you're really here for the park, not the ferry, right? [LAUGHS UNCOMFORTABLY.]
Okay, shall we start your private VIP tour? Tour? [BARKS.]
A guided tour means I'd see only what the park wants me to see.
I'd prefer to explore on my own.
Of course.
Let us at least give you a ride to the park's main area.
If you insist.
Hm.
Muddy jeep.
Minus two Mitchell Merits.
You pulled me away from my work - to help you give a tour? - Just call it a favor to Mr.
Masrani.
This means a lot to him.
Sorry, gonna need a better reason than that.
Come on, Red.
How about because I'm the person who signs your paycheck.
[SIGHS.]
Guess it's almost - time for a lunch break, anyway.
- Whew.
[MUSIC.]
[BOAT HORN BLARES.]
[VISITORS CHATTING INDISTINCTLY.]
[MUSIC.]
[BUTTONS BEEP.]
Sinjin Prescott here.
I've arrived.
Haven't seen an island like this since that little dust-up over the Lost Salad Fork of Lower Slobovia, on the island of Boola-Boola.
[UPBEAT SHOUTS AND DRUMS PLAYING.]
Anyway, without the third piece to the map you sent me, how do you expect me to find this lost treasure of yours? MAN [ON PHONE.]
: You're the renowned explorer and fortune hunter.
Start exploring and hunting.
I'm working on finding us an accomplice inside the park.
I'll meet up with you later.
[MUSIC.]
CLAIRE: I just need to stop at our security complex You know, we've made huge strides in efficiency and crisis response time.
I should hope so, after the Jurassic Park fiasco.
[LAUGHS UNCOMFORTABLY.]
We don't talk about that.
[MUSIC.]
Tasers ready? Hup, hup, hup.
SECURITY TEAM: Hup, hup, hup! Pilot, ready capture net.
[WALKIE-TALKIE BEEPS.]
SECURITY TEAM: Hup! Oh, looks like Security Director Hoskins is running a training exercise with his highly-trained team.
[ROARING, BADLY IMITATING DINOSAUR.]
Grr, bite, bite, bite.
VIC: Zap him! [YELLING, GROANING.]
Good.
Move in and keep zapping! [GASPING.]
[GASPING.]
[SECURITY OFFICERS GASPING, SCREAMING.]
[PILOT SCREAMING.]
[GROANS.]
[CHUCKLES.]
- Note for review - No wait, uh This is a two-part exercise.
First, crisis occurs.
Then, the crisis is solved.
They're just practicing the first part.
[GROANING.]
Come on, guys.
That was great.
- Let's do it again.
- Vic Hoskins.
Meet our guest, theme park reviewer Larson Mitchell.
Oh hey, I read your takedown of Euro-Cheesetown.
Nice one.
[CHUCKLES.]
Claire tell you about our new Tasers? Pretty sweet, right? Any relic of a reptile looks at us cross-eyed, and we'll zap him with 36,000 [GROANS, SCREAMS, THUDS, GRUNTS.]
- Mommy - Oh um, I'm sure Vic did that on purpose.
As part of the exercise.
[GROANING.]
He'll explain when he wakes up.
[SCREAMS.]
[BARKS.]
What is it, boy? [WALL CREAKING.]
Oh.
Awesome.
[MUSIC.]
MAN: Whoa! [OWEN GRUNTS.]
[COUGHS.]
What was that all about? [BARKS.]
- Note for review - Oh, I wanted to give you a better view of the command post.
Isn't the, um, architecture stunning? [SIGHS.]
Now, let's get you to the park's center like you wanted.
This is the worst tour ever.
[BARKS.]
[MUSIC.]
[ENGINES HUMMING.]
CLAIRE: You'll notice one of our state-of-the-art monorails.
[MUSIC.]
CLAIRE: Looks like our Gyrosphere ride is especially popular today.
The Gondola sky ride gives guests a bird's-eye view of the park.
And you'll notice the increasingly cranky animal behaviorist in the next Jeep over.
Ahem.
Just going to take a little shortcut now.
Can't you at least pretend we're on the same team? I thought I was pretending.
[WHINES.]
All right, all right.
[ENGINE REVS.]
LARSON: Hm.
The park seems to have everything.
Everything but dinosaurs.
- Note for review - You might want to wait before making that note, Mr.
Mitchell.
[DINOSAUR HOWLING.]
[SEATBELT UNLATCHES.]
[MUSIC.]
Uh.
[RECORDER BEEPS.]
Note for review.
Fifty Mitchell Merits for dinosaurs.
[DINOSAURS HOWLING.]
Wow, look.
It's Dr.
Henry Wu and Dr.
Allison Miles, two of our lead scientists, working in sync in our cutting-edge lab to perfect creating our dinosaurs.
[SLURPING.]
Are the different DNA samples bonding, Dr.
Wu? Dr.
Wu, Dr.
Miles, this is Larson Mitchell.
Maybe you've seen his theme-park reviews site.
They are bonding, just as I theorized.
Actually, Dr.
Wu, you theorized the modified DNA samples wouldn't combine.
Remember? Heh, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm quite sure you didn't hear me correctly.
I said they wouldn't not not combine.
[MUSIC.]
[GRUNTING.]
Maybe you doctors could tell us I could write a groundbreaking paper on this.
I could really show my old classmate Schweitzenbaum who the better biogeneticist is with this discovery.
But But you haven't proven anything yet.
I've prepared a battery of tests I think we should run.
That could take weeks, Allison.
If I don't publish quickly, Schweitzenbaum might beat me to the discovery! Some great advancements have come from disagreements in the lab.
As a fellow geneticist, I remind you it's test, prove, then publish.
We'll let you get back to work.
[GROANING.]
[SLURPS.]
Ugh.
CLAIRE: Will you please stop fooling around? [SLURPS, PANTS.]
I want to make sure my keyboard is clean before I compose.
Find us some moist towelettes, please.
[GROANS.]
[SLURPS.]
Hm.
[CHUCKLES.]
Thanks for the tour, but I'll show myself around for a while.
No, wait.
I know Mr.
Masrani really wanted to meet you in person.
What's that? You say attendance at Jurassic World is way up? And customer dissatisfaction and dinosaur rampages are way down? What a splendid report! [HORN TOOTS.]
Now then, you must be Larson Mitchell.
And you are [GASPS.]
Not here? Oh, no.
He must have sneaked away to take his own tour of the park! If he sees anything to criticize, Or if anything happens to him Nothing's going to happen, because we're going to find him.
[MUSIC.]
Notes for review.
Time for a real overview of Jurassic World, free from corporate flunkies.
[MUSIC.]
[WHISTLING.]
[GASPS.]
Well, well.
Looks like Mr.
Theme-Park-Critic wants to go for a little ride.
[MUSIC.]
[MACHINERY BUZZING.]
[GONDOLA RATTLES.]
Hm.
Skytram ride is very smooth.
Eight Mitchell Merits.
[MUSIC.]
Let's see what we can do to ensure a bad review.
Glass bottom.
Ideal for viewing dinosaurs.
Four Mitchell Merits.
[SNICKERS.]
[BEEPS.]
[CRACKLES, EXPLODES.]
[CABLES CREAK.]
[SCREAMS.]
[GRUNTING, SCREAMING, GROANING.]
I spoke too soon.
Minus fifteen Mitchell Merits.
[SNICKERS.]
[CHAIR CREAKS.]
[CRUNCHES SNACK.]
[SMOOCHES HAND.]
There.
He's on the Gondola ride.
That Gondola ride was supposed to be closed for cable repairs.
How long have you been watching? Junior Park Utility Specialist Danny Nedermayer, sir.
I just saw it.
I was about to call.
Well, Mitchell shouldn't be in any danger.
as long as that cable holds.
Oh, what a relief.
[CRUNCHES SNACK.]
[KEYBOARD CLACKS, BEEPS.]
[MUSIC.]
[SCOFFS.]
And, of course, there's no emergency call button.
I have to use my phone to call for help.
Minus five more merits.
[GROUND BOOMING.]
[TYRANNOSAURUS REX RUMBLING.]
[ROARING.]
[GROANS.]
I am no longer relieved.
[SCREAMS.]
[MUSIC.]
[TYRANNOSAURUS REX GROWLS.]
[RECORDER BEEPS.]
[GROWLS.]
[SCREAMS.]
[ROARING.]
[GROANING.]
Danny, call security.
Have Vic Hoskins get his team to the T.
rex paddock.
No, don't.
Zapping T.
Rex [CAT YOWLS.]
with Tasers will make her angry.
- We have to do something.
- Then, let's get over there and see if we can't handle this ourselves.
[MUSIC.]
[SLURPS.]
[CHUCKLES.]
Aw, this is gonna be fun.
CLAIRE: Red, you and Mr.
Masrani stay here, and don't let anyone up to this platform.
[BARKS.]
[MUSIC.]
She's very good, don't you think? [BARKS.]
[SIGHS.]
[MUSIC.]
Shall I get us some snow cones? [GROANS.]
Very well.
I've got the experience with dinosaurs.
I'll handle this.
I made you part of this problem.
I'm going to help you solve it.
[ROARING.]
[GRUNTING.]
Minus twenty Mitchell Merits.
- [ROARING.]
- Minus twenty-five.
Minus thirty.
[GONDOLA CABLE CREAKING.]
[GASPS.]
Minus a hundred-y billion! We have to get down there.
But how? [MUSIC.]
Come on.
[EQUIPMENT RATTLES.]
[TYRANNOSAURUS REX GROWLING.]
Grab on, and hold tight.
Okay, but what's the [SCREAMS.]
plan? [MUSIC.]
[SCREAMS, GRUNTS.]
Daring rescue.
We'd better get a bunch of Mitchell Merits for this.
[TYRANNOSAURUS REX ROARS.]
No one's been rescued yet.
CLAIRE: The Gondola is too damaged.
The cable can't take the stress.
Do something heroic! What, like, go down there and tell the T.
rex to knock it off? Yeah.
Could you do that? [TYRANNOSAURUS REX BANGS ON GONDOLA.]
I've never tried this before, so if anything happens, will you take care of Red for me? Oh, that inspires confidence [TYRANNOSAURUS REX GROWLING.]
Okay, then.
[SIGHS.]
[CLICKING CLICKER.]
Look at me, girl.
[ROARS.]
Calm down.
[ROARS.]
[GASPS.]
[GROUND RUMBLES.]
Forcefully.
Forcefully.
Knock it off! [GROANS.]
You're not the alpha here.
I am! [ROARING.]
Hey! [CLICKING CLICKER.]
Do not mess with me! [GRUNTS.]
Unbelievable.
Whoa.
She's listening to him.
[CLICKS CLICKER.]
Back off.
[RUMBLES.]
[MUSIC.]
[OWEN CHUCKLES.]
She shouldn't threaten us anymore.
At least, not for a little while.
We'll take those Mitchell Merits now.
[GASPS.]
Fine, fine.
You've got them.
[GROANS.]
[PARK STAFF CHEERING.]
DANNY: Curses! [CRUNCHES SNACK.]
Don't worry, Uncle Dennis.
Maybe this plan to bring down Jurassic World in your name didn't work, but I've got lots of others.
[LAUGHS, GASPS, SPUTTERS.]
[SLURPS SOFT DRINK.]
[IN RASPY VOICE.]
I'm okay.
[COUGHS.]
[MUSIC.]
[METAL CLANGING.]
[ROARS.]
I don't know why we couldn't have zapped that dumb lizard just a little bit.
Because you don't need to.
She's busy, if you haven't noticed.
Why have Tasers if you can't zap dinosaurs with them? [BARKS.]
Mr.
Mitchell! Mr.
Mitchell! I-I certainly hope this experience won't influence your review, Mr.
Mitchell.
Are you kidding? This place has so many safety issues, it makes Jurassic Park look like Uncle Scribbly's Home for Wayward Squirrels.
A squirrel park.
Genius! But I'm convinced you have the people, the team, to keep Jurassic World running smoothly until all the kinks are worked out.
Splendid, splendid.
Now, let's take you somewhere where you can relax.
And we can work on the rest of your review together.
Well, back to work, I guess.
Thanks for helping out.
Wait, you never told me, why did you want me to come on the tour? Uh, Mr.
Masrani wanted Larson to see what was cool about Jurassic World.
And, well, you were the first thing I thought of.
[MUSIC.]
Hang on.
You think I'm cool? In what specific ways am I cool? - Is it my confidence? - CLAIRE: No.
OWEN: My coolness under pressure? Is it my vest? - CLAIRE: No.
Okay, relax.
- OWEN: It's the vest.
[MUSIC.]
DR.
WU: And can you please clean all of this up? Honestly, I can't be expected to achieve scientific immortality in such a messy lab.
[GROWLS.]
Hello, accomplice.
Heh-heh-heh-heh.
Ahem, excuse me.
I just came in to replace this circuit board, and I - couldn't help overhearing - Who are you? I'm Danny, just another unappreciated cog in the machine of Jurassic World.
Like you.
I know exactly how you feel.
And I think we might have a lot in common.