[echoing thud]
[atmospheric music plays]
[dramatic music plays]
[roars, growls]
[brakes squeal]
[echoing roar]
[wind whistling]
[Brooklynn] Oops.
[muffled roaring]
[clanging]
Couldn't take me out in real life so you wanna beat me in chess?
You've lost a lot of friends.
I don't need them to finish this.
I see your dexterity is improving.
How are you liking the prosthesis?
It's definitely taking some getting used to,
but I'm getting the hang of it.
It is making my arm sore though. I think I might take it off--
My uncle's limb would swell on flights if he removed his.
- [tense music plays] - Oh, okay.
I didn't know.
- Thanks. - [phone vibrates]
Yes?
We have the eggs and the DNA samples. We'll arrive in a few hours.
So we're really working with Biosyn?
[Soyona] Mm-hmm.
One of my... friends...
had dealings with their CEO and he seemed...
untrustworthy.
Will they be a good partner?
Building strong relationships is like playing chess.
The queen can't win alone,
no matter how powerful she is.
Each partner has a role to play.
You have something they need, and they have something to offer you.
What does Biosyn have to offer?
Unfettered access to every dinosaur on Earth.
We'll get the chance to sell to buyers of all sorts,
legitimate or otherwise.
We share the profits with them,
and they get to maintain their squeaky clean image.
And how are you so sure Biosyn will get that access?
Checkmate.
[atmospheric music plays]
[intercom chimes]
[female voice] We're making our descent into Malta.
[Smoothie chitters]
- [Sammy laughs] - [Darius] Who's a good boy?
- I'm gonna get you, Smoothie! [laughs] - Good boy. You're a good boy.
[chitters]
Oh no, Smoothie. Watch out for Sammy's tickle attacks.
[Sammy laughs]
There we go. All safe now.
[Yaz] Not all of us.
We still don't know where Brooklynn is,
or how to get to her, and if she's in trouble...
[groans]
What?
Maybe we should wait for her to ask for our help.
I'm not so sure.
She seems to be doing just fine and dandy without us.
Darius,
don't you think that she needs our help?
Uh...
Hey Gia, any luck figuring out where this feather came from?
At first, I was thinking it belonged to a native bird,
but it's far too big for that.
Trust me, whatever jumped on your car was definitely not a bird.
Well, we all know what else it could be from.
But no one has made any feathered dino--
- [shushes] You want Nonna to h-- - [floorboard creaks]
- [gasps] - [approaching footsteps]
[suspenseful music plays]
- [chitters] - [gasps]
[music crescendos]
[sighing]
[Ben] It's just Kenji.
Well, hello to you too.
Nonna never lets me eat the kumquats from the garden.
She said I need them 'cause I'm a growing boy.
At least I think that's what she said.
[chitters]
[chuckles] You hungry, Smooth Man?
[groans]
[laughs] Sorry, Benny. You're the only one who likes those things.
That's right,
Mama Kenji came back with your favorite.
[chitters]
[Gia] Ben.
Someone could have made a Yutyrannus.
Or a Sinornithosaurus.
Or an Anchiornis!
Aw.
It's like a dino-nerd academic decathlon up in here.
But who would bring back a feathered dinosaur?
And why?
The Broker had a whole dino-making factory at that lab in Senegal.
Yeah, but those were cloned from dinosaur species that already exist.
This would be the first of its kind.
I mean, we know all too well other genetic companies are out there.
I don't know where it came from or who's doing this,
but if there's a new dinosaur out there, it could put this whole area in danger.
We have to do something.
[sighs]
Isn't he magnificent?
Uh...
Yeah?
[tense music plays]
- [snarling] - [thumping]
[dinosaur growling]
You know, when you said Malta, I thought we'd be basking on a Mediterranean beach,
not lurking underground in some catacombs.
Park there.
[suspenseful music plays]
Bastardizing a historical site
for their own benefit?
[Soyona scoffs] How very Biosyn.
I didn't realize we were meeting with Dodgson himself.
We don't deal with middle management.
It's so good to finally meet you in person, Soyona.
The pleasure is mine.
Have we met before?
[Soyona] My colleague.
Brooklynn.
Well, a young lady such as yourself must be extremely exceptional
to work with the Soyona Santos.
Thanks.
Ah. Can you shoot lasers from that?
[chuckles] I'm only kidding. That technology's at least ten years away.
[atmospheric music plays]
People don't like to come down here because of the ridiculous superstitions.
It's said these catacombs lead to an underworld of reptilian giants
who kidnap people.
[dinosaurs shrieking]
[Dodgson] What better place to create my own dinosaur underworld?
And it's directly below the Amber Clave Underground Market.
[Dodgson] The dinos can be transported undetected, and so can I.
Don't need prying eyes seeing me in the darker areas of our business.
A market? Like, a physical place that sells dinosaurs, here in Malta?
Your colleague isn't aware you're here to take over the market?
I like to keep a few surprises up my sleeve.
[distant bellowing]
Right.
Well, now that the UN advisor guy is on our side...
Uh, what's his name?
[Dodgson] From Delaney University.
Desai?
Yeah, now that Professor Desai is taken care of,
we're one step closer to sealing the deal.
[phone vibrates]
Ah shoot, I have to go. I'll grab those cases on my way out.
Of course.
Ah. Forgot my bag. I'm always doing that.
I'll get it for you.
Thank you.
- [suspenseful music plays] - [distant shrieking]
- Come on. - [distant roaring]
[music intensifies]
Desai, Desai, Desai...
[groans] I thought Ben was the only one who liked these.
[gasps] Ben.
[inhales]
[exhales]
- [computer chimes] - Who's Superstar?
- [Gia] Superstar. - [Ben gasps]
Brooklynn!
[gasping]
- What does she want? - [chittering]
She's reaching out to us!
I knew it.
Are you sure it's her?
Let's just see how she's doing.
[Brooklynn] Hey Ben. Hoping to get some intel about a Professor Desai?
I think he teaches at your college.
I know he supported Biosyn's recent expansion,
but that's not totally weird.
Got anything?
Uh...
- See if she needs our help. - Let's ask how she's doing first.
Maybe we should ask if she has something to say to us, like, I don't know,
"Hello," or, "I'm sorry for all the trauma and heartache I put you all through"?
- [grunts] - Hey, hey, hey!
- Look, I-I can do it! - Come on.
- Come on. Hey! - [Darius] Hey, watch it.
- Unbelievable. - [chitters]
Come on. Let's get out of here.
- Brooklynn's not giving us a lot of info. - Hey, I got this.
- [Sammy] Just let me-- - [Yaz] Something's wrong.
- [gasps] - [gasps, sighs]
- [chitters] - [laughs nervously]
[suspenseful music plays]
- [groaning] - She sounded weird. I don't--
Brooklynn reached out to me, so I'm going to respond. Capisce?
Um...
- Capite. - Oh, right.
Capite?
[clears throat]
Hey, B.
It's weird, because Desai used to speak out against that kinda thing.
I'm sure someone got to him, but I don't have proof.
Why? What's going on?
- [clicks] - There, message sent.
But I don't have proof. Why? What's going on?
[emotional music plays]
[sighs]
Not sure yet, but... it might be nothing.
Don't worry about it.
That's it?
Just, "Don't worry about it"?
No, "How are you," "Miss you," or,
even a thank you?
Guess we're not getting an apology.
I think Brooklynn reaching out,
it's the closest thing to an apology we're gonna get right now.
How is that good enough for you?
- Hey, why don't-- - She's going through a lot.
Yeah? But we're going through a lot too.
You don't see her dropping everything to check on us, do you?
W-We have each other, a-and she doesn't have anyone.
Yeah, she needs us.
See? Ben, Darius, and I think tha--
Actually...
I'm not so sure.
What?
[gasps] Are you serious?
[tense music plays]
[music intensifies]
[whistling]
[growling]
[snarling]
[sniffing]
[whistling]
[snarling]
- [tense music plays] - [Dodgson] Hm.
Fantastic.
[shrieking]
[growling]
Oh, that reminds me.
I'm still having issues securing that special land permit.
The local regional counselor keeps getting in the way,
so I want you to send your handler to...
[clicks tongue]
Kill him?
[sighs] Well, we tried everything else, so...
Now we'll try this.
Now is a time for discretion. We swayed Professor Desai to our side.
I'm sure this regional counselor can see things our way by the same method.
[dramatic music plays]
You're probably right.
She get lost or something?
- [gasps] - [whistling]
[snarling]
[shrieks]
[gasping]
[growling]
[dramatic music plays]
Stop right there!
I told you to stop using that thing.
I spent good money training them with this.
[snarling]
[dramatic music plays]
- [gasps] - [snarling]
[screams]
[gasping]
[snarling]
[gasping]
You're all right.
Come.
Help me move Red over with the other raptors.
[takes deep breath]
Dodgson has a new assignment for us. We'll discuss the details later.
[tense music plays]
And if you dare lay a finger on Brooklynn again,
I will demonstrate the other use these lasers have on you.
[tense music plays]
[whispering] Patience, just patience. They'll be yours.
- [Nonna shouting in Italian] - [crashing]
[Smoothie shrieking]
- [gasping] - [Nonna shouting in Italian]
[grunts, screams]
[gasps] Nonna, stop!
[Smoothie squeaks]
[panting]
Smoothie is not evil.
[chitters]
He's just a baby dinosaur, and he's not going to curse you or humanity.
- [chitters] - [gasps]
No.
[speaking Italian]
Please, Nonna.
I-I can't throw him out in the cold.
[Kenji] He'd... [voice breaking] He'd be all alone.
- [soft music plays] - [Smoothie chitters softly]
You are not alone.
You need him too, no?
Does that mean he can stay?
[chirrups]
[sighs]
Sì.
Did you hear that, Smoothie? You can stay!
[singsongy] I think that means Nonna's starting to like you!
[chuckles awkwardly]
I should probably clean up, huh?
Okay, I'm gonna leave Smoothie right here,
where he can't get into any trouble.
Keep an eye on him?
[speaking Italian]
I'll be right back.
[chittering]
[speaking Italian]
[chittering]
Oh, no!
[speaking Italian]
No pee!
[chittering]
[speaking Italian]
- [timer rings] - [exclaims, speaks Italian]
Stay.
[chirrups]
[sniffs] Mm.
That smells delicious. Did Smoothie get to try some?
Wait.
Where's Smoothie?
[speaking Italian]
He's outside? By himself?
Smoothie?
[groans] Smoothie?
Smoothie! [gasps]
Okay, okay... [splutters]
[dramatic music plays]
No.
No, no, no. He's gone!
Smoothie?
Smoothie!
[music crescendos]
- [sports commentary on TV] - Arturo!
[speaks Italian]
- Arturo! - [cheering on TV]
[gasps]
[screams]
- [commentary continues] - [sighs]
Arturo!
[speaks Italian]
[rustling]
[sighs, groans]
[speaking Italian]
Arturo!
[speaks Italian]
[gasps]
[growling]
[tense music plays]
[gasps]
- [dinosaur growling] - [gasps]
[growling]
[sniffing]
[growling]
[music intensifies]
[dinosaur shrieks, roars]
- [dinosaur snarls] - [commentary continues]
[atmospheric music plays]