From which emerges a Meuse lizard

[roseline371274]

"  By the power of love and friendship! Fellow raptors, I ask you to be my buddies and attack the villainous I-Rex! " 

And you know what?

That works.

I... oh damn it, this has to end. Quickly.

To recap, the raptors attack the I-Rex (and lose), and Ritalin, who continues to yell things out loud, exclaims "  We need more teeth!  " Yes? Or or more guns, right? No? No. Fine. So Claire goes to open the T-Rex's enclosure, and after phone number list running like a fool in front of it (the T-Rex is nice and runs in slow motion), brings it to the I-Rex. The battle can begin between genetically modified dinosaur and classic dinosaur (even if it itself is genetically resurrected with the help of... yes, well, stop). The T-Rex almost gets beaten up, but the raptors who come back to the charge allow it to regain the advantage and push the I-Rex back to the edge of a certain giant pool.

, which with a bite drags the vile I-Rex into the depths. Bang. Dead.

So it's victory! The T-Rex decides to celebrate by running off into the jungle, Owen invites his raptors to do the same, and taking advantage of a fade to black, everyone in the park can be evacuated without further trouble. We find the whole team of heroes in a hangar with other evacuees, far from Jurassic World, while Hormonax and Ritalin's parents come to collect their two assholes. For their part, Claire and Owen can now give each other a loving look in peace.

“Owen, I…
” “Let’s kiss, Claire.
” “Good grief, Owen, what a mistake I’ve made so far, wanting a career! I want to become a mother and follow you and your cool attitude by being a big guinea fowl!
” “Training guinea fowl is kind of my job.
” “Oooh!”

And it is on this message that will delight my readers that the film ends and...

…oh no, wait. First, we're treated to a sequence where we see Jurassic World abandoned, where nature has reclaimed its rights, and where the T-Rex, once again king of the jungle, begins to roar.

And… THE END!

How poetic. Personally, I'm eagerly awaiting the moment when someone remembers there's a Mosasaurus stuck in the main pool with no one to feed it. The final shot was shot just in time: the creature floating on its back, decomposing and rotting all the dinosaurs in the area with more diseases than you'd find in your average reality TV contestant. It would have been less positive.