"JURASSIC PARK" (1993)

screenplay by David Koepp

baseduponthenovel by Michael Crichton

andonadaptation by Michael Crichton andMalia Scotch Marmo

Aneyeball,big,yellowish,distinctlyinhuman,stares raptly betweenwoodenslats,part of alarge crate.The eye darts fromside to side,alert ashell.

A legendtries toplaceus--

--but tousit's stillthemiddle of nowhere.

It's quiet forasecond.AROAR risesup from the jungle, deafening.The trees shake as something very, very largeplows ahead through them,right at us.Everyheadgatheredinthislittle clearing snaps,turninginthe directionof the soundasitbursts through the trees.

It's abulldozer.It drops its scoop andpushes forwardinto theback endof the crate,shovingit across the jungle floor towards animpressive fencedstructure that towers over anenclosedsectionof thick jungle.There's aguard tower at one endof thisholdingopen that makesit look likeSanQuentin.

Thebulldozer pushes forwardinto theback end, the crate THUDS TO THEFLOOR.A door slides openinthepen,makingaspace asbigas the endof the crate.

Nobody moves for a second,A grim-facedguy who seems tobe in charge (RobertMuldoon,althoughwe don't knowit yet).

MULDOON

Alrightnow,pushersmovein.Loading teammove it.

Themovement as agitatedwhatever isinside the crate,andthe whole thingshivers as GROWLS andSNAPScome frominside. Everyonemovesback.

MULDOON (cont'd)

Alright,steady.Getbackinthere now,push.Getback inthere,Don't let her know you're afraid!

Themen goback to the crate andbegin topushit into the slot. The crate THUDSUP AGAINST THEOPENING.Agreenlight on the side of thepenlightsup,showingcontact hasbeenmade.

FROM INSIDE THECRATE, we get glimpses of what's onthe other side of those wooden slates -- jungle foliage,MENwithrifles,searching searchlights. The view isherky-jerky as the crate put intoposition.

MULDOON

Well lockedS Loading team, step away.Joffrey, raise the gate.

A WORKER climbs to the top of the crate.The searchlights are trainedonthe door.

TheRIFFLEMENthrow thebolts ontheir rifles andCRACK their stunguns,sendingarcs of current CRACKING through the air.

The WORKER getsready to grab the gate whenallat once--

A ROAR from theinside the crate, andthepanelflies out of his hands andSMACKSintohim,knockinghimclear off the crate.

Now everythinghappens at once.The WORKER THUDS to the jungle floor, the crate jerks away from themouthof theholdingpenflash,an alarmBUZZER sounds--

-- andaclaw SLASHES out frominside the crate.It sinks into the ankle of the WORKER.dragginghim toward the dark mouthbetweenthe crate and thepen.The WORKER SCREAMS andpaws the dirt,leavinglong clawmarks as heisrapidly dragged toward the crate.

MuldoonSHOUTS orders:

MULDOON

Tasers get inthere,Goddamnit!

They FIRE their guns- the woodof the crate SPLINTERS.

Muldoonrunsinandgrabs the WORKER, tryingtopullhim free.

The wildarcs of currents from the stungunflashandCRACK all around,but inasecond--

-- the WORKER is gone.

DONALD GENNARO, forty,inacityman's ideaof hikingclothes anda hundred dollar haircut,approaches onaraft beingpulledacross ariver by TWOMEN.

On thehillside,JUANROSTAGNO, thirty-ish,CostaRican,a smart-lookingguy in workers clothes,is waiting for him.

ROSTAGNO

Tengo milpesos que dicenque se cae

(Ihave a thousandpesos that say he falls) (or)

Apuestomilpesos que se cae.

(Ibet a thousandpesoshe falls)

Gennaro finallylands,andRostagnohelpshimoff theraft.

GENNARO

Hola,Juanito

ROSTAGNO

Hola,bienvenido

Rostagnoleads Gennaro towards themine.Dozenof shirtless WORKERS claw andSCRAPE at arocky mountainside that is the site of an extensiveminingoperation.The work is alldoneby hand,pick and shovelinsteadof dynamite andbulldozer.

GENNARO J

What's this Ihear at the airportsHammond's not even here?

ROSTAGNO

He sends his apologies.

GENNARO

You're tellingme that we're facinga$20million lawsuit from the family of that injuredworker andHammondcouldn't evenbebothered to seeme?

ROSTAGNO

He had toleave early tobe withhis daughter.She's gettingadivorce.

GENNARO

Iunderstand that.

(or)

I'm sorry tohear that.We'd be welladvised to deal withthis situationnow.Theinsurance company--

Gennaro almost falls,Rostagnohelpshim.

GENNARO (cont'd)

--theunderwriters of thepark feelthe accidentraises some very serious questions about the safety of thepark,andthey're makingtheinvestors very anxious.Ihadtopromise I wouldconduct a thoroughon-siteinspection.

ROSTAGNO

Hammond hatesinspections.They slow everything down.

GENNARO

Juanito,if theypullthe funding,that willreally

slow things down.

(or)

If they pullthe funding that's goingto slow things down aroundhere.

A WORKER hurriesup to themandbustsinto the conversation, breathless.

Jefe,encontramos otro mosquito,enelmismo sitio.

(Chief, we foundanother mosquitointhe sameplace)

ROSTAGNO

Seguro?Muestrame!

(Are yousure? Showme.)

The WORKER andROSTAGNO scramble back deeper into themine. Rostagno callsback over his shoulder to Gennaro.

ROSTAGNO (cont'd)

It seemslikeit's goingtobe agoodday after all. They found another one!C'mon.

Gennaro struggles tokeepup.

ROSTAGNO andGENNAROmove into the dark,drippingcave,where at leastadozenother WORKERS are gatheredina tight circle, staringat somethingintently.

Rostagno fightshis way to the center of the group.One of the WORKERS handshimsomethingandRostagno examines it carefully.

It's achuck of amber, ashiny yellow rock about the size of a half dollar. GENNARO If two experts signoff ontheisland,theinsurance guys'llback off.I already got IanMalcolm,but they think he's too trendy.They want AlanGrant.

ROSTAGNO

Grant?You'll never gethimout of Montana.

GENNARO

Why not?

ROSTAGNO

Becausehe's likeme.He's adigger.

Rostagno turns andholds the amber up to the sunlight streaming through themouthof the cave.

With thelightpouringthroughit,the amber is translucent,and we cansee somethinginside this strange stone --

-- ahugemosquito,longdead,entombed there.

Hay quelindo eres vas hacer amuchgente feliz.

(Ohyou're sobeautiful.You willmake alot of peoplehappy)

Anartist's camelhair brushcarefully sweeps away sandandrock to slowly reveal the dark curve of afossil-it'saclaw.A dentist's pick gentlyliftsit from theplaceitshaslaidfor millions of years. Pullup toreveal agroup of diggers workingon alarge skeleton.All we see are the tops of their hats.Thepaleontologist workingon the clawlaysit inhishand.

Four complete skeletons.... suchasmallarea... the same timehorizon--

ELLIE

They diedtogether?

GRANT

The taphonomy sure looks that way.

ELLIE

If they diedtogether, they livedtogether. Suggests somekind of socialorder.

DR ALANGRANT, mid-thirties,aragged-lookingguy withintense concentration youwouldn't want to get inthe way of,carefully examines a claw.

DR ELLIESATTLER, workingwithhim,leansinclose andstudies it too.She paints the exposedbone withrubber cement.Ellieinher late twenties,athletic-looking.There's animpatience about Ellie,as if nothinginlifehappens quite fast enoughfor her.

Her faceis almost pressedup against his,she's sittingso

close.

GRANT (cont'd)

They huntedas ateam.The dismembered tenontosaurus bone over there - that's lunch.But what killedour raptors inalakebed,inabunchlike this?We better comeup withsomethingthatmakes sense.

ELLIE

A drought.Thelake was shrinking--

That's good.That'sright!They diedaroundadried-up puddle!Without fightingeach other.This is looking good.

From thebottomof thehillavoiceSHOUTS to them:

VOLUNTERR (o.s.)

Dr Grant!Dr Sattler!We're ready to try again!

Grant SIGNS andsitsup,stretchingout hisback.

GRANT

Ihate computers.

He shoves the claw absent-mindedlyinto his pocket andhe and Ellie walk toward the source of the voice.As they walk,we get our firstlook at thebadlands.Exposedoutcroppings of crumbling limestone stretch for milesinevery direction,not a tree or abushin sight.

Inthe digitself, the groundis checkered withexcavations everywhere.There's abase camp withfive or six teepees,aflapping mess tent,a few cards,aflatbedtruck withwrapped fossilsloadedon it,andamobilehome.There are adozen VOLUNTEERS of allages at work in variousplaces around the dig.The Volunteers are from all walks of life,dinosaur buffs.Three or four of themhave CHILDREN withthem,andthekidsrunaround,likeinagiant sandbox.

Grant ,Ellie anda Volunteer walk down thehill.Grant spots a KIDkickingdirt onto one of the digs.Henotices and frowns.

GRANT

What's thatkiddoing?

(to thekid)

What are youdoing there!?Excuseme!Canyou just back off?Thisis very fragile!Are youout of your mind? Get off that andgo find your parents!

(toEllie)

Didyousee what he just did?

Thekidstomps away,pissedoff.

KID

Asshole.

Why do they have tobringtheir kids?!

ELLIE

You couldhire your help.But there's four summers of work here,withthemoney for one.AndyouSayit's a learningexperience,sort of a vacation,andyouget volunteers withkids.

He andEllie arrive to where several VOLUNTEERS are clustered around a computer terminal that's set up ona table inasmall tent, its flapslashedopen.

Ready to giveit ashot, Jerry?

A LITTLEGIRL movesalittle too close to themachine.

ELLIE

Want to watchthe computer?

Ellie quietlymoves her out of Grant's way, to aplace she can see.

VOLUNTEER

Thumperready?

MAN

Ready.

VOLUNTEER

Fire.

The VOLUNTEER throws aswitchonamachine that looks abit like afloor buffer.The whole thinghopsupinto the air asit drives a soft leadpellet into the earthwitha tremendous force.Thereis a dull THUD, the earthseems to vibrate,andalleyes turn to the computer screen--

ELLIE

How longdoes thisusually take?

VOLUNTEER

It shouldbe immediatereturn.You shoot theradar into the ground, thebonebouncesback....

The screen suddenly comes alive, yellow contour lines tracing across it inthree waves,detailingadinosaur skeleton.

VOLUNTEER

Thisnewprogram's incredible!A fewmore years of development andyoudon't have to diganymore!

Grant looks athim,andhis expressionispositively wounded.

GRANT

Well,where's the funinthat?

VOLUNTEER

It looks alittle distorted,but Idon't think that's the computer.

Postmortemcontraction of theposterior neck ligaments.

(to Grant)

Velociraptor?

GRANT

Yes.Goodshape, too.Five,six feet high.I'm guessingnine feet long.Look at the --

Hepoints topart of the skeleton,but whenhis finger touches the screen the computer BEEPS at himandtheimage changes.Hepulls hishandback,asif it shockedhim.

VOLUNTEER

What's youdo?

ELLIE

He touchedit.Dr. Grant isnot machine compatible.

GRANT

They'vegot it in for me.

The Volunteer LAUGHS and touches adifferent part of the screen, whichbrings the originalimageback.Grant continues,but doesn't get as close.

GRANT

Look at thehalf-moonshapedboneinthe wrist.No wonder these guys learned to fly.

The grouplaughs.Grant is surprised.

GRANT (cont'd)

Now, seriously.Show of thehands.Howmany of you havereadmybook?

Everyone stopslaughingandlooks away.Ellieraisesher hand supportively.So does the Volunteer, Grant sighs.

GRANT (cont'd)

Great.Wellmaybe dinosaurs havemore incommonwith present-day birds thanreptiles.Look at thepublic bone--it's turnedbackwards, just like abird.The vertebrae--fullof hollows andair sacs, justlike a bird.Even the wordraptor means"birdof prey”.

Thekidsteps forward andlooks at the computer skeleton critically.

KID

That doesn't look very scary.More like asix-foot turkey.

Everyone sort of draws intheir breathandsteps aside, revealing theKID, standingalone.Grant turns to theKid,lowershis sunglasses,andstares at himlikehe just came from another planet.

Grant strolls over to theKID,putshis arms aroundhis shouldersina friendly way.

GRANT

Try toimagine yourself inthe Jurassic Period.

(or)

Try toimagine yourself in the CretaceousPeriod.

Ellierollsher eyes.

Here wego.

GRANT (cont'd)

You'd get your first look at the six-foot turkey as you moveinto aclearing.But raptor, heknew youwere there along time ago.Hemoves like abird;lightly, bobbinghis head, And youkeep still,because you think maybehis visualacuity'sbasedonmovement,like a T- rex, andhe'lllose youif youdon't move.But no.Not VELOCIRAPTOR.You stare at him,andhe just stares back.That's when the attack comes --not from the front,no,from the side,from the other tworaptors you didn't evenknow were there.

Grant walks around theKid.

GRANT (cont'd)

Velociraptor's apack hunter, yousee,heuses coordinated attack patterns,andhe's out in force today.Andhe slashes at youwith this --

He takes the claw fromhispocket andholdsit at the front of theraptor's three-toed foot.

GRANT (cont'd)

--a six-inchretractable claw,like arazor, on the middle toe.They don't bother tobite the jugular, like alion,they just slashhere,here --

He points to theKid's chest andthigh.

GRANT (cont'd)

--or maybe across thebelly, spillingyour intestines. Point is,you're alive whenthey start to eat you. Whole thing took about four seconds.

TheKidis onthe vergeif tears.

GRANT (cont'd)

So,youknow, try to showalittlerespect.

Andwith that he walksback across the camp,returning tohis skeleton.Elliehurries to catchup withhim.

ELLIE

Youknow, if youreally wantedtoscare thekidyou could've just pulledagunonhim.

GRANT

Yeah, Iknow, youknow...kids.You want tohave one of those?

ELLIE

Well,not one of those,wellyeah,apossibly one at somepoint couldbe agood thing.What's so wrong with kids?

GRANT

Oh,Ellie,look.They're noisy, they're messy, they're sticky, they're expensive.

ELLIE

Cheap,cheap,cheap.

GRANT

They smell.

ELLIE

Oh my god, they donot!They don't smell.

GRANT

They do smell.Some of themsmell..babies smell.

ELLIE

Alright,the one onthe airplanehadanaccident,but usually babies don't smell.

GRANT

They know verylittle about the Jurassic Periodthey knowless about the Cretaceous.

ELLIE

The what?

GRANT

The Cretaceous.

ELLIE

Anythingelse,youoldfossil?

GRANT

Yeah,plenty.Some of themcan't walk!

ELLIE

It frustrates me somuchthat Ilove you,that Ineedto strangle youright now!

Ellieplayfully takes Grant's hat off andgiveshima tight hug. They kiss.

A strange windseems tobe whippingup.Grant andEllielook around,confused.The windis gettingstronger, blowingdirt andsand everywhere, fillingineverything they've dugout,blowing the protective canvasses off.Now there's amore familiar ROAR,and they look up andseeit --

-- ahugehelicopter, descendingon the camp.

Get some canvasses andcover anything that's exposed!

Grant's already onit, trying to desperately toprotect the skeletonhe's excavating.Helooksup at thehelicopter andSHOUTS, shakinghis fist.

Down at thebase camp, thehelicopter haslanded.ThePILOT is already out,waitingas GRANT comes down from themountaintoplike Moses steaming.Grant gestures wildly at him to turn the chopper off.

Thepilot points timidly toamobilehome across the camp. Grant runs to the trailer.

The door to the trailer SLAPS open,andGRANT stormsin.

GRANT

What thehelldo youthink you're doinginhere?

The trailer serves as the dig's office.There are severallong wooden tables set up,every inchcovered withbone specimens that are neatlylaidout,tagged,andlabeled.

Farther alongare ceramic dishes andcrocks,soakingother bones inacidandvinegar.

There's olddusty furniture at one endof the trailer, anda refrigerator.A manroots aroundintherefrigerator, hisback tous. GRUMBLING about the contents whichare mostly beer.

His hand falls across abottle of expensive champagnein the back.

MAN

Ahhah!

Hepullsit out - the corkPOPS.

TheMan turns around.JOHNHAMMOND,seventy-ish,is sprightly ashell,withbright,shiningeyes that say"Followme!"

Grant stares incredulously at theMan,holdinghis champagne bottle without aninvitation.

GRANT

Hey, we were saving that!

HAMMOND

For today, Iguaranteeit.

GRANT

Andwho inGod's name do youthink youare....?

HAMMOND

JohnHammond.And Iamdelightedto finallymeet you inpersonDr Grant.

Grant is struck silent.He shakes hishand,staringdumbly.

GRANT

Mr. --Hammond?

Hammond looks around the trailer approvingly, at the enormous amount of work thebonesrepresent.

HAMMOND

Icanseemy fifty thousandayear asbeenwellspent.

The door SLAPSopenagainandELLIE comesin, just aspissedoff as Grant was.

ELLIE

Okay, who's the jerk?

GRANT

Uh, this is our paleobotanist,Dr Ellie.....

ELLIE

Sattler.

Grant

Dr Sattler.Ellie, this isMr. HAMMOND.

(incase she didn't catchit)

JohnHammond.

ELLIE

DidIsay jerk?

HAMMOND

I'm sorry for the dramatic entrance,but I'minahurry. Willyouhave aweebit of adrink now andthen?

Hammond begins to walk into thekitchen,makinghimself at home. Ellie followshimtries tohelp.Grant settlesbehindthe table.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Come along then,don't let it get warm!

(expansively)

Come onin,both of you.Sit down.

AsHammond moves, they notice he walks witha slight limp and uses acane-- for balance or style,it's hard to say witch.

ELLIE

Ihave samples allover the kitchen.

(she takes some stones out of one of the glasses)

HAMMOND

Come along.Iknowmy way aroundakitchen.Come along.

Ellie goes around towards Grant.She grabs abottle of water. They look at eachother, really aback by this guy'sbravado, andsite down.Hammond dries the glasses.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Wellnow, I'llget right to thepoint.Ilike you. Bothof you.Icantellinstantly withpeople;it's agift.

(new subject)

Iown anisland.Off the coast of CostaRica.Ileased it from the government andspent thelast five years settingup akind of biologicalpreserve down there.Really spectacular.Sparedno expense.Itmakes the one IhadinKenyalook like apettingzoo.No doubt that sooner or later our attractions willsend(drive the)kids right out of their minds.

GRANT

Andwhat are those?

ELLIE

Smallversions of adults,honey.

He givesher adirtylook.

HAMMOND

Not justkids-- for everyone.We're goingto open next year.Unless the lawyers killme first.I don't care for lawyers.You?

GRANT

I,uh,don't really know any.We --

HAMMOND

Well,I'm afraidIdo.There's one,aparticular pebble inmy shoe.Herepresents myinvestors.He says they insist onoutside opinions.

GRANT

What kindof opinions?

HAMMOND

Not toput a finepoint onit, your kind.Let's face it,inyour particular field,you're the topminds.If I could just get you two to signoff on thepark -- you know, give awee testimonial--I couldget back on schedule --

(he Americanizeshimpronunciation)

--schedule.

ELLIE

Why would they care what we think?

GRANT

What kindof park isit?

Well,it's --right up your alley.

(hands Grant adrink)

Look,why don't youboth(thepair of you)come ondown for the weekend.Love tohave the opinionof a paleobotoanist as well.

(handsEllie adrink)

I've got a jet standingby at Choteau.

(he jumpsup andsites onthe counter)

GRANT

No,I'm sorry, thatwouldn't bepossible.We've just discovered anew skeleton,and--

Icouldcompensate youby fully fundingyour dig

GRANT

-- this wouldbe anawfully unusual time --

HAMMOND

For afurther three years.

Grant OOFS asEllie elbows himhardin theribs.

ELLIE

Where's theplane?

DENNISNEDRY isinhislate thirties,abigguy withaconstant smile that couldeither belaughingwithyouor at you,youcannever tell.He sits at a tableinfront ofaCentral Americancafe,eating breakfast

Another Legend: SAN JOSE,COSTA RICA

Nedry looks up andsees amanget out of a taxi--LEWIS (Louis)DODGSON,fiftyish,wearingalarge strawhat andlookingalmost too muchlike an American tourist.Dodgson clutches as attaché case close tohimandscans the cafe furtively. Nedrylaughs,shakes hishead,and waves tohim.

NEDRY

Dodgson!

Dodgsonhurries over to the table.

DODGSON

(as he sites)

You shouldn't usemyname.

NEDRY

Dodgson,Dodgson.

(loud)

We got Dodgsonhere!See,nobody cares.Nicehat. What are youtryingtolooklike,asecret agent?

Dodgsonignores that, sets his attaché case down next to the table,andslidesit towards Nedry,

DODGSON

Seven fifty.

Nedry smiles andpulls the attaché closer tohim.

DODGSON (cont'd)

On delivery, fifty thousandmore for ever viable embryo. That's onepoint fivemillion.If youget all fifteen species off the island.

NEDRY

Oh,I'llget ‘em all.

DODGSON

Remember -- viable embryos.They're nouse tousif they don't survive.

NEDRY

How amIsupposedto transport them?

Dodgsonpulls anordinary canof shavingcream fromashoulder baghe carries andsets it on the table.

DODGSON

Thebottomscrews open;it's cooledand compartmentalizedinside.They caneven check it if they want.Press the top.

Nedrypresses the top of the canandrealshavingcreamcomes out.He grins,impressed.WhileDodgsontalks,Nedrylooks around for somewhere to wipe the shavingcreamandendsup dumpingit ontop of someone's Jell-O onadessert tray next tohim.

DODGSON (cont'd)

There's enoughcoolant gas for thirty-sixhours.

Nedry looks at the can.

NEDRY

What? Nomenthol?

DODGSON

Mr Nedry,Mr Nedry.The embryoshave tobeback here inSan Jose by then.

NEDRY

That's up to your guy ontheboat.Seveno'clock tomorrow night,at the east dock.Make surehe got it right.

DODGSON

Iwas wondering,how are youplanning tobeat the security?

NEDRY

Igot aneighteenminute window.Eighteenminutes,and your company catchesup ontenyears of research.

A WATTER arrives andputs the check down onthe table,between them.Nedrylooks downat it pointedly, thenup atDodgson.

NEDRY (cont'd)

Don't get cheep onmeDodgson.

Dodgsonrolls his eyes andpicks up the check.

NEDRY (cont'd)

That wasHammond's mistake.

A helicopter, "IN-GENCONSTRUCTION"emblazonedonthe side, skimslow over the shimmeringPacific.

GRANT,ELLIE,GENNARO andMALCOLMarehuddledintheback of the chopper;HAMMONDisin the front withthePILOT.

There are two other passengers was well--DONALD GENNARO, the lawyer from the amber mine,now dressedinsafariclothes,everything straight fromBananaRepublic.The other Dr. IANMALCOLM, fortyish, dressedallinblack,withasnakeskinboots andsunglasses.Malcolm, who findsit hard to takehis eyes off Ellie,leans over andSHOUTS over the engine whine.

MALCOLM

So you two digupdinosaurs?

GRANT

Try to!

Malcolmlaughs,findingthis very amusing,whichconfuses Grant. Hammond turns around annoyed.

HAMMOND

You'llhave to get use toDr. Malcolm!He suffers from adeplorable excess of personality, especially for a mathematician!

MALCOLM

Chaotician,actually!Chaotician!

Hammond SNORTS,not evenbotheringto cover his contempt for Malcolm.

MALCOLM

Johndoesn't subscribe to Chaos,particularly what it has to say about hislittle scienceproject!

HAMMOND

Codswollop!Ian,you'venever come close to explaining these concerns of yours about this island!

MALCOLM

Icertainlyhave!Very clearly!Because of the behavior of the systeminphase space!

Hammond just waves himoff.

HAMMOND

A load,ifImay say so.of fashionablenumber crunching,that's allit is!

John,John.

Don't do that!

MALCOLM

Dr. Grant,Dr. Sattler --you'veheardof Chaos Theory?

No.

MALCOLM

No? Non-linear equations?Strange attractions?

(again,she shrugs)

Dr. Sattler, Irefuse tobelieve that youarenot familiar withthe concept of attraction!

Grant just rolls his eyes asMalcolmgivesher anoily grin,but Ellie smiles,enjoyingGrant's jealousy.Hammondturns to Gennaro and giveshim adirtylook.

HAMMOND

Ibringscientists -- youbringarock star.

Hammond looks out the windshield,andCLAPShishands excitedly.

HAMMOND

Thereit is!

Up ahead,the others seeit.

ISLANUBLAR.It's asmallishisland,completelyringedby thick clouds that giveit alush,mysterious feel.ThePILOT pullsup over a spot in the clouds andstarts to descend, fast.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Badwindshears!We have to drop pretty fast!Holdon, this canbe alittle thrilling!

Thehelicopter drops like astone.Outside the windows, they cansee cliff wallsracingby, uncomfortably close.They bouncelike hell,hittingwindupanddowndrafts.

OnlyHammondstillfeels chatty.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

We're planninganairstrip!Onpilings,extendingout into the oceantwelve thousand feet!LikeLaGuardia, only alot safer!What do you think?

They don't answer, justholdon.As they near the ground,a luminous white cloudcross appearsbelow them,alandingpadshining through thePlexiglas bubbleinthe floor of the chopper.

The cross grows rapidly larger as the chopper plummets,but a suddenupdraft catches themand they bounce skywardforamoment then drop again,even faster if possible,before landingwithahardBUMP.

The chopper plummets andfinallylands.One of the workers opens the door and the group gets out.Hammondlooks out,proudly.

Two large, open-top jeepsROAR down thehilltop away from the landingcross as the helicopter engines WHINEback tolife and the rotors start to spinagain.

ELLIE,GRANT, andMALCOLMholdon tightin the front jeep, HAMMOND andGENNARO are in therearjeep.BothcarshaveDRIVERS.

They pass through anenormous gateina thirty foot high fence, whichis closedbehind themby twoPARK ATTENDANTS.

There arelarge electricalinsulators on the fences,warning lights that strobeimportantly andclear signs--"ELECTRIFIEDFENCE! 10,000 VOLTS!"

INTHE REAR JEEP,

Gennaroregards the fences critically.

GENNARO

The fullfiftymile of perimeter fence areinplace?

HAMMOND

And the concrete moats,and themotionsensor tracking systems.Donald,dear boy, do try torelax andenjoy yourself.

GENNARO

Let's get somethingstraight, John.Thisisnota weekendexcursion, thisis a seriousinvestigationof the stability of the island.Your investors,whomI represent, are deeply concerned.Forty-eight hours from now, if they --

(gestures to Grant,Ellie,andMalcolm)

--aren't convinced.I'mnot convinced.AndIcanshut youdown John.

HAMMOND

Forty-eight hours fromnow, I'llbe acceptingyour apologies.Now get out of the way.So I cansee them!

He shoves Gennaro aside, to get a clear view of Grant,Ellie, andMalcolm.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Iwouldn't miss this for the world.

The jeeps wind their way alongamountainroad.

IN THELEAD JEEP,

Ellie stares off to theright, fascinatedby the thick tropical plantlife around them.She tiltsher head,asif something's wrong withthispicture.

Shereaches out andgrabs holdof aleafybranch as they drive by, TEARINGit from the tree.

INTHE REAR JEPP,

Hammond watchingGrant,signals tohisDriver.

HAMMOND

Just stophere,stophere.Slow, slow.

He slows down, then stops.So does the front jeep.

INTHE FRONT JEEP,

Ellie stares at theleaf, amazed,runningher handlightly over it.

ELLIE

Alan--

But Grant's not payingattention.He's staringtoo,out the other side of the jeep.

Grant notices that several of the tree trunks areleafless - just as thick as the other trees,but gray andbare.

This shouldn't behere.

Grant twistsinhis seat as the jeep stops andlooks at one of the gray tree trunks.Riveted,he slowly standsupinhis seat,asif to get closer.Hemoves to the top of the seat,practically onhis tiptoes.

Heraises hishead,lookingup thelength of the trunk.He lookshigher.

Andhigher.

Andhigher.

That's no tree trunk.That's aleg.Grant's jaw drops,his head falls all the way back,andhe looks evenhigher, above the tree line.

This species of vermiformwasbeenextinct since the cretaceousperiod.This thing--

Grant,never tearinghis eyes from thebrachiosaur, reaches over andgrabs Ellie's head, turningit to face the animal.

She sees it,anddrops theleaf.

ELLIE(cont'd)

Oh --my- -God.

Grant lets out along,sharp,HAH-acombinationlaughand shout ofjoy.

He gets out of the jeep,andEllie follows.Grant points to the thingandmanages toput together his first words sinceits appearance:

GRANT

THAT'S ADINOSAUR!

--a dinosaur.Chewing thebranches.Technically, it's a brachiosaur, of the sauropod family,but we've always calledit brontosaurus.It CRUCHES thebranchinitsmouth,whichis some thirty-five feet up off the ground, at the endof itslong,arching neck.It stares down at thepeopleinthe car withapleasant,stupid gaze.

Ellielooks up at the sauropods in wonder.

They'vepretty light on their feet -afar cry from the sluggish,lumberingbrutes we wouldhave expected.

Hammond gets out of his jeep and comesback to join them.He lookslike aproudparent showing off thekid.

IanMalcolmlooks atHammond,amazed,andwithanexpression thatisamixture of admirationandrapprochement.

MALCOLM

You didit.You crazy sonof abitch,youdidit.

Grant andEllie continue walking,following the dinosaur.

GRANT

Themovement!

ELLIE

The--agility.You're right!

Intheir amazement,Grant andEllie talkright over eachother.

GRANT

Ellie,we can tear up therulebook oncold-bloodedness. It doesn't apply, they're totally wrong!Thisisawarm-blooded creature.They're totally wrong.

ELLIE

They were wrong.Case closed.This thingdoesn't live inaswamp to support it's body weight for God's sake!

Several of the top branches are suddenlyRIPPED away.Another sauropod,reachingfor abranchhighabove their heads,stands effortlessly onitshindlegs.

That thing's got awhat,twenty-five,twenty-seven foot neck?

HAMMOND

Thebrachiosaur?Thirty.

Grant andEllie continue to walk.

GRANT

--andyou're goingto sit there and try to tellmeit canpushbloodup athirty-foot neck without a four-chamberedheart and get aroundlike that?!Like that!?

(toHammond)

ThisislikeaKnockout punchfor warm-bloodedness.

We clocked the T-rex at thirty-twomiles anhour.

ELLIE

You've got a T-rex!?

(to Grant)

He's got a T-rex!A T-rex!He saidhe's- -

GRANT

Say again?

HAMMOND

Yes, wehave a T-rex.

Grant feels faint.He sits downon the ground.

ELLIE

Honey, put your headbetweenyour knees,andbreathe.

Hammond walksinfront of themandlooks out.

HAMMOND

Dr. Grant,my dear Dr. Sattler.Welcome to Jurassic Park.

They turnandlook at the view again.It's beautifulvista, reminiscent of an Africanplain.A wholeherdof dinosaurs crosses the plain,maybe ahundred that we see ina quick glance alone.

GRANT

Ellie, they're absolutely -- they're movinginherds.

They domoveinherds!

ELLIE

We wereright!

How didyoudoit?!

(or)

How didyoudo this?!

HAMMOND

I'llshow you.

Finally, wenotice Gennaro,who was sort of fadedinto the backgroundwhile the othersreacted.He's just staring,alook of absoluterapture onhis face.

He speaksinavoice thatishushedandreverent.

GENNARO

We are going tomake a fortune withthisplace.

16 OMITTED

Themainof Jurassic Park is alarge area with threemain structures connectedby walkways andsurroundedby twoimpressive fences, the outer fence almost twenty feet high.

Outside the fences, the junglehasbeenencouraged to grow naturally.

Thelargest buildingis the visitor's center, several stories tall,its walls stillskeletal,unfinished.There's ahuge glass rotundainthe center.

The secondbuildinglookslike aprivateresidence,acompound unto itself, withsmokedwindows andits ownperimeter fence.

The thirdstructure isn't really abuildingat all,but the impressive cage we saw earlier, overgrown inside withthick jungle foliage.The jeepspullupin front of the visitor's center.

A18 EXT VISITOR'S CENTERDAY

HAMMOND leads GRANT,ELLIE,GENNARO, andMALCOLMup the stairs, talkingashe goes,Two ladies open the doors to the Visitor Center.

Thelobby of the still-unfinishedvisitor's center is ahigh- ceilingedplace,andhas tobe houseits central feature,alarge skeletonof atyrannosaur that is attackingbellowingsauropod. WORKMEN inthebasket of aCondor crane are stillassemblingskeletons. A staircase climbs the far wall,to another wing.

-- themost advancedamusement park inthe world, combiningall thelatest technologies.I'mnot talking rides,youKnow.Everybodyhasrides.Wemade aliving biologicalattractions so astonishing they'llcapture theimaginationof the entire planet!

Grant stares up at the dinosaur skeletons and just shakeshishead. Ellie catcheshisreaction.

ELLIE

So what are you thinking?

GRANT

We're out of a job.

IanMalcolmpopsinbetween them

MALCOLM

Don't youmean"extinct"?

Ellie andMalcolmmove onahead.

HAMMOND

Why don't youallsit down.

GRANT,ELLIE,andMALCOLM take their seatsin the front row of the fifty seat auditorium.GENNARO sitsbehind them.HAMMOND walks over to the giant screenin front of them.

Behindhim,ahugeimage of himself beams downat himfrom the giant television screen.

HAMMOND (screen)

Hello,John!

Sayhello!

(then,fumblingwithhis threeby five cards)

Oh,I've got lines.

He scans them,lookingfor hisplace.The screenHammond continues without him,

HAMMOND (screen)

Fine,Iguess!But how didIget here?!

HAMMOND (stage)

Uh --

(findinghisplace)

"Here,letme show you.First I'llneedadrop of blood.Your blood!"

The screen-Hammondextendshis finger andthe stage-Hammond reaches out andmimes pockingit withaneedle.

HAMMOND (screen)

Ouch, John!That hurt!

HAMMOND (stage)

"Relax, John.It's allpart of themiracle of cloning!"

While the twoHammondsrattle on,the screenimage splitsinto twoHammonds,thenfour theneight,andso on,like ashampoo commercial.

Grant,Ellie,andMalcolmhuddle together excitedly inthe audience.

GRANT

CloningfromWhat?!Loy extractionhasnever recreated anintactDNA strand!

MALCOLM

Not withoutmassive sequence gaps!

ELLIE

Paleo-DNA?From what source?Where do youget100 millionyear olddinosaur blood?!

GENNARO

Shhhhh!

20 IN THEFILM,

the screen-Hammondis joinedby another figure, this one animated.MR.DNA is acartooncharacter,ahappy-go-lucky double- helix strandof recombinant DNA.Mr. DNA jumps downonto the screen- Hammond's headandslides downhis nose.

HAMMOND

Well!Mr. DNA!Where'd youcome from?

From your blood!Just one drop of your bloodcontains billions of strands of DNA,thebuildingblocks of life!

21 OMITTED

22 INTHE FILM,

Mr. DNA has takenover the show, andis speakingto the audience from the screen.

A DNA strandlikemeis ablueprint for buildinga livingthing!Andsometimes animals that went extinct millions of years ago,like dinosaurs,left their blueprintsbehind for us to find!We just had toknow where tolook!

The screenimage changes from animated to anature-photography look.It's anextreme close-up ofamosquito,its fangs suck the deep into some animals flesh,itsbodypulsingandengorging withbloodit's drinking.

MR.DNA (cont'd)

A hundredmillionyears ago,there were mosquitoes, just like today.And, justlike today, they fedontheblood of animals.Evendinosaurs!

The cameraraces back to show the mosquito isperchedon top of agiant animatedbrachiosaur.

Theimage changes,to another close-up, this one of atree branch,itsbark glisteningwithgoldensap.Mr. DNA leaps on the sap.

MR.DNA (cont'd)

Sometimes,after bitingadinosaur, themosquito would landonabranch of a tree,andget stuck in the sap!

The engorgedmosquitolandsinthe tree sap,andgets stuck.So isMr. DNA.He tugshislegs,but they stay stuck.

WHOA!

Now the tree sap flows over them,coveringupMr. DNA and the mosquito completely.Mr. DNA SHOUTS frominside the tree sap.

MR.DNA (cont'd)

After alongtime,the tree sap wouldget hardand become fossilized, just like adinosaur bone,preserving themosquitoinside!

23 A SCIENCELABORATORY

Theplacebuzzes withactivity.Everywhere, there arepiles of amber, taggedandlabeledwithSCIENTISTSin white coats examiningit under microscopes.

One SCIENTIST moves acomplicateddrillapparatus next to the chuck of amber witha fossilizedmosquitoinside andBORESinto the side of it.MR.DNA escapes through the drillhole as the Scientist moves the amber onto amicroscope andpeers through the eyepiece.

MR.DNA (O.S.)

This fossilizedtree sap--whichwe callamber - waitedmillions of years,with themosquitoinside- until Jurassic Park's scientists came along!

24 THROUGH THEMICROSCOPE

We see the greatly enlargedimage of amosquito through the lens.

MR.DNA (0O.S.)

Usingsophisticatedtechniques, they extract the preservedblood from themosquito, and--

A longneedleisinsertedthrough the amber, into the thorax of themosquito,andmakes anextraction.

MR.DNA (cont'd)

--Bingo!DinoDNA!

Mr. DNA jumps downinfront of DNA dataasit races by at headache speed.Heholdshishead,dizziedby it.

MR.DNA (cont'd)

A fullDNA strandcontains threebilliongenetic codes! If welookedat screens like these once asecond for eighthours aday,it'd take two years tolook at the entire strand!It's that long!Andsinceit's so old, it's fullof holes!That's where our geneticists take over!

SCIENTISTS toilinalab with twohuge white towers at either

side.

ThinkingMachine supercomputers andgene sequencers break down the strandinminutes --

One SCIENTIST, intheback hashis arms encasedin twolong rubber tubes.He's strappedinto abizarre apparatus,staringinto a complex headpiece andmovinghis arms gently,like Tai Chimovements.

MR.DNA (cont'd)

--and VirtualReality displays show our geneticists the gaps in theDNA sequence!Sincemost animalDNA is ninetypercent identical,weuse the completeDNA of a frog--

25B ON THE V.R.DISPLAY

we see an actualDNA strand, except it has abighole in the center, where the vitalinformationismissing.Mr. DNA boundsinto the frame, carryingabutchof lettersinonehand.

Heputsit inthe gap andturnsback against it,GRUNTINGashe shoves into place.

(straining)

-- to fillinthe--holes and--complete--the--

(finally gettingit)

--code!Whew!

Hebrusheshishands off,satisfied.

MR.DNA (cont'd)

Now we canmake ababy dinosaur!

26 IN THE AUDIENCE

The scientist look at eachother, not sure.

HAMMOND

Allthishas some dramatic music --dadumdadumda dum dum-- marchor something,it'snot writtenyet, andthe tour moves on--

He throws aswitchandsafety bars appear out of nowhere and drop over their seats,CLICKINGintoplace.

HAMMOND

For your ownSafety!

Therow of seats moves out of the auditorium.

Therow of seatsmoves slowly past arow of double-pannedglass windowbeneathalarge sign thatreads "“GENETICS/FERTILIZATION/HATCHERY."Inside, TECHNICIANSwork at microscopes.

In theback is asection entirely lit by blueultraviolet light.

Mr. DNA VOICEcontinues over aspeaker ineachseat.

MR.DNA (0O.S.)

Our fertilizationdepartment is where the dinosaur DNA takes theplace of theDNA inunfertilizedemuor ostricheggs--andthenit's onto thenursery, where we welcome the dinosaursback into the world!

GENNARO has awondrous grinplasteredonhis face, just loving everythingnow.

GENNARO

Thisis overwhelming, John.Are these characters (people)animatronics?

HAMMOND

No,we don't have any animatronicshere.These are the realmiracle workers of Jurassic Park.

GRANT,ELLIE,andMALCOLMare frustrated,leaningforward, strainingagainst the safetybars for abetter look.But the carskeep going.

GRANT

Wait aminute!How do youinterrupt the cellular mitosis?!?

ELLIE

Can't we see theunfertilizedhost eggs?!

But the cars are already moving on to another set of windows, whichgive aglimpseinto what lookslike acontrolroom.

HAMMOND

Shortly, shortly....

MR.DNA (O.S.)

Our controlroom contains some of themost sophisticated automationever attempted In- -

Grant strains tolook back into thelabs,but the carsmovepast again,nointentionof slowingdown.

GRANT

Can't youstop these things?!

HAMMOND

Sorry!It's kindof aride!

Let's get outtahere!

The two of them teamup on the safetybars.Grant shoveshis all the way back withone foot andMalcolmdoes the same.They stand up andheadfor the door of thehatchery.

GENNARO

Hey!You can't do that!

Too late.Ellie slips out fromunder her safetybar too andstomps right across Gennaro's seat.

GENNARO

Can they do that?

They reach the door to thehatchery.Grant tries to shoveit open,but just THUDSintoit.Herattles thehandle,but the door won't budge asit's onasecuritykey-card system.

HAMMOND stepsup and takeshis glasses off.

HAMMOND

Relax,Donald,relax.They're scientists,They ought tobe curious.

(he steps up to the codebox)

It's aretinalscanner.

Hepushes various codenumbers.The door opens.He steps aside,and the group eagerly goes up the stairs.

GRANT runsup the stairs.MALCOLMandELLIE eagerly try to get alook at thelab.HAMMOND andGENNARO comeup and joinGrant at the door.

GENNARO

John,we--what I'm just saying....

HAMMOND

RelaxDonald,relax.They're scientists.They ought to

be curious.

Hammond reaches the door,Grant tries topryit open.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Dr. Grant, just aminute, just aminute,

(or)

Dr. Grant, justamoment,dear boy. (hepushes the code;the door opens) Remember what Samuel Johnsonsaid.

(they stepinto the cubicle)

"Curiosityis one of thepermanent andcertain characteristics of a vigorous intellect!"

(the seconddoor opens)

Right!Come along.

Thehatchery is a vast,openroom,bathedininfraredlight. Long tablesrun thelengthof theplace,allcovered witheggs, their pale outlines obscuredby hissinglow mist that's all through theroom.

HAMMOND

Come onin.

HAMMOND takes off hishat andhandsit one of the technicians.

HENRY WU,late twenties, Asian-American,wearingawhitelab coat works at anearby table,makingnotes.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Goodday,Henry.

WU

Oh,goodday, Sir.

GRANT goes to around,openwith various eggsunder astrong light.

One of the eggsmakes strongmovements -arobotic armsteadies the shell.

GRANT

My God!Look!

Hammond,Ellie,andMalcolm joinhim,as doesHenry Wu.

WU

Ah,perfect timing!I'd hoped they'dhatchbefore Ihad to go to the boat.

HAMMOND

Henry, why didn't you tellme?youknow Iinsist on beinghere whenthey're born.

Hammond puts onapair of plastic gloves.

The eggbegins to crack.Therobotic armmoves away....aBABY DINOSAUR tries to get out, just itsheadstickingout of the shell.

Hammond reaches down andcarefully breaks away egg fragments, helpingthebaby dinosaur out of its shell.

HAMMOND

Come on,then,out youcome.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

They imprint on the first livingcreature they comein contact with.That helps them to trust me.I'vebeen present for thebirthof every animalonthisIsland. Just look at that.

MALCOLM

Surely not the ones that havebredin the wild?

WU

Actually, they can't breedin the wild.Population controlis one of our security precautions here.There isnounauthorizedbreedingin Jurassic Park.

Grant andEllie exchange alook.Shemanagesnot tosmile.

MALCOLM

How do youknow they can't breed?

WU

Because allthe animalsinJurassic Park are females. (I've)We engineered them that way.

Hammond keepshis attentiontrainedonthenew dinosaur.

HAMMOND

There youare.Out youcome.

ELLIE

Oh my God.

HAMMOND

CouldIhave a tissueplease?

WU

Right away(certainly).Comingright up.

The animalisnow free,Hammondsetsindoncarefully next to its shell.Grant picksit up andholdsitinthepalmof hishand,

under theincubator'sheat light.

GRANT

Bloodtemperature feelslikehigheighties.

HAMMOND

Wu?

WU

Ninety-one.

Grant picksup thelarge,brokenhalf-shell,but therobotic arm snatches it back out of hishand,andputs it down.

GRANT

Homoeothermic?Itholds that temperature?

(to Wu)

Incredible.

MalcolmislookingatHammond,skeptical.

MALCOLM

But again,how do youknow they're all female?Does someone gointo the park and,uh--lift up the dinosaurs’skirts?

WU

We control their chromosomes.It's not that difficult. Allvertebrate embryos are inherently female anyway.It takes anextra hormone at theright developmentalstage to create amale,andwe simply deny themthat.

HAMMOND

Your silenceintriguesme.

MALCOLM

John,thekindof control you're attemptingisnot possible.If there's one thing the history of evolution has taught us,it's that life willnot be contained. Lifebreaks free.It expands tonew territories.It crashes throughbarriers.Painfully,maybe even.. dangerously,but and...well, there it is.

Ellielistens tohim,impressed.

HAMMOND

Watchher head-support her head.

Grant,ignoringthe others,picksup thebaby dinosaur, and holds it on thepalm of his hand,under theincubator'sheat light.He spreads the tiny animalout on theback of his handanddelicatelyruns his finger over its tail,counting the vertebrae.A look of puzzled recognitioncrosses his face.

WU

You're implyingthat agroup of composedentirely of females willbreed?

MALCOLM

I'm simply sayingthat life--finds away.

ELLIE

"You can't controlanything."Iagree withthat.I like that.

She walks over toMalcolm,he smiles at her, too warmly.

ELLIE(cont'd)

You can talk.Idon't knowhow to sayit.You're just articulate.You say everything that I think, that I feel.It's exciting.

(or)

I findit so exciting.It's exciting that youcan't controllife, that youknow --

(or)

Youknow that,I findit terrifying.Life willalways findaway.

MALCOLM

That's right.Willbreak through.

ELLIE

Iget ah--

MALCOLM

Iknow, it's very exciting.

ELLIE

Andscary.

MALCOLM

Andscary.

ELLIE

When people try to control things that it's out of their power--

MALCOLM

It's anti-nature.

ELLIE

Anti-nature.

Grant doesn't notice,as he's stillobsessedwith the infant dinosaur, measuringandweighingit onanearby labbench.He stops,a strange look onhis face.Heknows what this animalis --but it

can't be.

What speciesis this?

WU

Uh --it's a Velociraptor.

Grant andEllie turnslowly andlook at eachother, thenlook at Hammond,astonished.

GRANT

Youbredraptors?

Grant charges across the compound,a fire inhis eyes,aheadof ELLIE,MALCOLM, andGENNARO.HAMMONDstruggles tokeepup.

HAMMOND

Dr. Grant,Dr. Grant?Uh--weplannedto show youthe raptors later, after lunch.

But Grant has stoppedabruptly next to the Velociraptor pen, whichwerecognize as theheavily fortifiedcage we some earlier, which the SanQuentintowers at one end.

Grant standsright up against the fence,eyes wide,dyingfor a glimpse.

HAMMOND catchesup,slightly out of breath.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Dr. Grant --as I was saying,we've laidoutlunchfor youbefore youheadout into thepark.Alejandro,our gourmet chef --

GRANT

What are they doing?

As they watch,agiant cranelowers somethinglarge downinto themiddle of the jungle foliageinside thepen.Something very large.

It'sasteer.They poor thinglooks disconcertedashell, helplessitsinaharness,flailingitslegsin the air.

HAMMOND

Feedingthem.

(movingalong)

Alejandro ispreparing adelightfulmeal for us.A Chileanseabass,Ibelieve.Shallwe?

Grant goesup to the viewingdeck.The others follow, staring as the steer disappears into the shroud of foliage.Theline from the cranehangs foramoment.

The jungle seems to grow very quiet.They allstare at the motionless crane line.It jerks suddenly,like a fishingpole finally gettinganibble.There's apause--

--andthenafrenzy.Theline jerks every whichway, the jungleplants sway andSNAP from some frantic activity within, there is acacophony of GROWLING,of SNAPPING,of wet CRUNCHES that mean the steer isliterally being torn topieces andis almost makes it worse that we can't see anythingof what's goingon--

--andthenit's quiet again.Theline jerks afew times,then stops.Slowly the SOUND of the jungle starts up again.

HAMMOND

Fascinatinganimals, fascinating.

ELLIE

Oh my God.

HAMMOND

Give time,they'llout draw the T-rex.Guarantee it.

GRANT

Iwant to see them.Canwe get closer?

Ellieputs ahandonhis arm,like calminganoverexcited child.

ELLIE

Alan,these aren't bones anymore.

HAMMOND

We're --stillperfectingaviewingsystem.The raptors seemtobe abitresistant tointegrationinto a park setting.

A VOICE comes frombehindthem.

VOICE(0O.S.)

They shouldallbe destroyed.

They turnandlook at the man who spoke.ROBERT MULDOON, the grim-facedman who waspresent at the accident in thebeginning,is fortyish,British.

He joins themandtakeshishat off.WhenMuldoon talks,you listen.

HAMMOND

Robert.Robert Muldoon,my game warden fromKenya.Bit of analarmist,I'm afraid,But he's dealt withthe raptorsmore thananyone.

AlanGrant.Tell me,what kindof metabolismdo they have?What's their growthrate?

(or)

rate of growth.

MULDOON

They're lethalat eight months.AndIdolethal.I've huntedmost things that canhunt you,but the way these thingsmove --

GRANT

Fast for biped?

MULDOON

Cheetahspeed.Fifty, sixty milesper hour if they ever got out inthe open.Andthey're astonishing jumpers.

HAMMOND

Yes, yes, yes,whichis why we take extreme precautions. They viewingareabelow us willhave eight-inchtempered glass set inreinforced steel frames to --

GRANT

Do they showintelligence?With thebraincavitylike theirs we assumed--

MULDOON

They show extreme intelligence,evenproblemsolving. Especially thebigone.We bredeight originally,but whenshe camein,she took over thepride andkilledall but two of the others.That one--whenshelooks at you,youcansee she's thinking(or)working things out.She's thereason wehave to feed'em like this. Shehad them all attacking the fences when the feeders came.

ELLIE

The fences are electrified,right?

MULDOON

That's right.But they never attack the sameplace twice.They were testingthe fences for weaknesses. Systematically.They remembered.

Behindthem,the crane WHIRRSback tolife,raising the cable back up out of theraptor pen.The guest turnandstare as the end portionof the cablebecomes visible.The steer hasbeendragged

completely away,leavingonly the tattered,bloodyharness.

Hammond clapshishands together excitedly.

HAMMOND

Who's hungry?After you,my dear.

HAMMOND, GRANT, ELLIE,MALCOLM, andGANNARO eat lunchat along tableinthe visitor's center restaurant.

There is alargebuffet table and two WAITERS to serve them.

Theroomis darkenedandHammondis showingslides of various scenes allaround them.Hammond's ownrecorded voice describes current andfuture features of thepark while the slides flashartists’ renderings of all them.

TherealHammond turns and speaks over the narration.

HAMMOND

None of these attractions havebeen finished yet.The park willopenwiththebasic tour you're about to take, and thenother rides willcome online after six or twelvemonths.Absolutely spectacular designs.Spared noexpense.

More slides CLICK past,aseries of graphs dealingwithprofits, attendance andother fiscalprojections.DonaldGennaro, whohas becomeincreasingly friendly withHammond,evengiddy, grins from ear toear.

GENNARO

Andwe cancharge anythingwe want!Two thousandaday, tenthousandaday--people willpayit!Andthen there's themerchandising--

HAMMOND

Donald,thispark wasnot built to carter only to the super rich.Everyonein the world's got aright to enjoy these animals.

GENNARO

Sure, they will,they will.

(laughing)

We'llhave a--couponday or something.

Grant looks down, at theplatehe's eating from.It's in the shape of theislanditself.He looks at his drinkingcup.It's got a T-rex onit,andasplashy Jurassic Park logo.

There are astack of foldedamusement park-stylemaps on the tableinfront of Grant.Hepicks oneup.Boldly, across the topit says,"FlyUnited to Jurassic Park!"

-- fromcombinedrevenue streams for allthreeparks shouldreacheight toninebilliondollars ayear --

That's conservative,of course.There's noreason to speculate wildly.

GENNARO

I'venever beenarichman.Ihear it'snice.Isit nice?

IanMalcolm,who wasbeenwatchingthe screens withoutright contempt,SNORTS,asif he's finallyhadenough.

MALCOLM

Thelack of humilitybeforenature that's beendisplayed here staggersme.

They allturnandlook athim.

GENNARO

Thank you,Dr. Malcolm,but I think things are alittle different thanyouand Ifeared.

MALCOLM

Yes,Iknow.They're alot worse.

GENNARO

Now, wait asecond,wehaven't even see thepark yet. Let's just holdout concernsuntil--

(or alt.version)

Wait -we wereinvitedto thisislandto evaluate the safety conditions of thepark,physicalcontainment. The theories that allsimple systemshave complex behavior, that animalsin a zoo environment will eventuallybegin tobehaveinanunpredictable fashion havenothing to do with that evaluation.Thisisnot some existential furlough,thisis anon-site inspection.You are adoctor.Do your job.You are invalidatingyour ownassessment.I'm sorry, John--

HAMMOND

Alright Donald,alright,but justlethim talk.I want tohear allviewpoints.I truly do.

(or)

I truly am.

MALCOLM

Don't yousee the danger, John,inherent in what you're doinghere?Geneticpower is themost awesome force ever seenon this planet.But youwieldit like akid who's foundhis dad's gun.

MALCOLM GENNARO

IfI may....It ishardly appropriate to start hurling Excuse me,excuse me --generalizations before -- I'll tellyou.

MALCOLM (cont'd)

Theproblem withscientific power you'veusedisit didn't require any discipline to attainit.Youread what othershad done and you took the next step.You didn't earn theknowledge yourselves,so youdon't take theresponsibility for it.You stoodonthe shoulders of geniuses to accomplishsomethingas fast as you could,andbefore youknew what youhad,youpatented it,packages it,slappedinonaplastic lunchbox, and now youwant to sellit.

HAMMOND

You don't giveus our due credit.Our scientists have done thingsno one couldever dobefore.

MALCOLM

Your scientists were sopreoccupied with whether or not they couldthat they didn't stop to think if they should.Science cancreate pesticides,but it can't tellusnot touse them.Science canmake anuclear reactor, but it can't tellus not tobuildit!

HAMMOND

But thisisnature!Whynot give anextinct species a secondchance?!Imean,Condors.Condors are on the verge of extinction--if I'd createdaflock of them on theisland,you wouldn't be sayingany of this!

(or)

have anything to say at all!

MALCOLM

Holdon-- thisisno species that was obliteratedby deforestation or thebuildingofadam.Dinosaurshad their shot.Nature selectedthemfor extinction.

HAMMOND

I don't understand thisLuddite attitude,especially from ascientist.How could we standin thelight of discovery andnot act?

MALCOLM

There's nothingthat great about discovery.

(or)

What's so great about discovery?It's aviolent, penetrative act that scars what it explores.What you calldiscovery I call therape of thenaturalworld!

GENNARO

Please --let's hear something from the others.Dr. Grant?Iamsorry--Dr. Sattler?

ELLIE

The questionis--howmuchcanyouknow about an extinct ecosystem,and therefore,how couldyouassume youcancontrolit?Youhaveplants right here in this building,for example, that arepoisonous.Youpicked thembecause they look pretty,but these are aggressive living things thathavenoideawhat century they're livinginandwilldefendthemselves.Violently,if necessary.

Exasperated,Hammondturns to Grant,wholooks shell-shocked.

HAMMOND

Dr. Grant,if there's onepersonwho canappreciate all of this--

(or)

What am Itryingto do?

But Grant speaks quietly,really thrown by allof this.

GRANT

I feel--elatedand--frightenedand--

(starts over)

The worldhas just changedsoradically.We're all running to catchup.I don't want to jump to any conclusions,but look --

Heleans forward,alook of true concernonhis face.

GRANT (cont'd)

Dinosaurs andman-- two species separatedby 65 millionyears of evolution--have just beensuddenly thrownback into themix together.How canwehave the faintest ideaof what to expect?

HAMMOND

I don't believe it.I expected you to come downhere anddefendme from these characters and the only one I've got onmy sideit thebloodsuckinglawyer!?

GENNARO

Thank you.

One of the WAITERS whispers toHammond.

HAMMOND

Ah- - they're here.

GRANT

Who?

A31 INT VISITOR'S CENTER LOBBY -DAY

HAMMOND, GRANT, ELLIE,MALCOLM, andGENNARO walks out of the restaurant andinto thelobby of the visitor's center.They headdown the stairs,andpass the skeletons of the dinosaurs again.

HAMMOND

You four are going tohave alittle company out in the park.Spend alittle time withour target audience. Maybe they'llhelp youget the spirit of this place.

GRANT

What does hemeanby "target audience"?

Hammond turns toward the door of the center andthrows his arms out expansively.

KIDS!!

Twokids standingin the doorway to the center break into abroad smiles.TIM,theboy,is aboutnine years old;ALEXIX,his sister, looks around twelve.

TIM& LEX

Grandpa!

They race across thelobby andintoHammond's arms,knockinghim over on the steps.

LEX

We miss you.

TIM

Thanks for thepresents.

LEX

We love thepresents.

HAMMOND

You must be careful withme.Did youlike the helicopter?

TIM

It was great!It drops, we were dropping!

Grant looks on.

TwomodifiedFordExplorers leapup out of anunderground garage beneaththe visitor's center.They move quietly, witha faint electronic HUM,and straddle apartially buriedmetalrailis the middle of theroad.Theypull to astop where the groupis gathered.

Ellieis off to the side with ALEXIS,introducingherself warmly.

HAMMOND is withMALCOLM, GRANT, andGENNARO.

HAMMOND

Have aheart gentlemen.Their parents are gettinga divorce andthey need the diversion.

GENNARO

Hey!Where are thebrakes?

HAMMOND

Brakes?No.Nobrakes.They're electric cars,guided by this track intheroadway, andtotallynon-polluting, top of theline!

LEX

It'sinteractive CD-ROM.Look,see-- you just touch therightpart of the screenandit talks about whatever youwant.

HAMMOND

Sparedno expense.Have fun.I'llbe watchingyoufrom the control(or)back in control.

(toEllie)

Come along,my dear.You'll ridein the secondcar, I canpromise youyou'llhave areal wonderfultime.

ELLIE

Oh thank yousomuch.So you'llsee youlater then.

Hammond turns andheadback towards the Visitor's Center.

I'llride withDr. Sattler.

(or)

I'm goingtoride withDr. Sattler.

He turns andwalks over toEllie.Grant frowns,not liking this onebit.Hemoves to follow,but TIMcutshimoff,andstares up at him,wide-eyed

TIM

Ireadyour book.

GRANT

Oh, yeah-- great.

Grant heads for therear car.Tim follows.

TIM

Youreally think dinosaurs turnedintobirds?And that's where all the dinosaurs went?

Grant opens the door of the rear car andclimbs in.Tim follows.

GRANT

Well,uh,a few species--mayhave evolved,uh-- along those lines -- yeah.

A mechanicalvoiceintones frominside:

VOICE

“Two to four passengers to a car, please.Children under tenmust be accompaniedby anadult."

Timisright behindGrant,so Grant keepsmoving,across the back seat of the car andout the other door.But Timfollows.

TIM

Because they sure don't look likebirds tome.Iheard ameteor hit the earthandmadelike this onehundred mile crater someplace downinMexico --

GRANT

Listen,ahh--

TIM

Tim.

GRANT

Tim.Whichcar were youplanningon--

TIM

Whichever one youare.

Grant goes to the front car again,opens therear door, and holdsit for Tim,who climbsintheback seat,rattlingonandon.

TIM

ThenIheadabout this thinginOMNI?About themeteor makingall thisheat thatmade abunchof diamonddust? Andthat changedthe weather andthey diedbecause of the weather?Thenmy teacher toldme about this other book by aguy namedBakker?Andhe said the dinosaurs diedof abunchof diseases.

SLAM!Grant closes the car door on Tim.He turns andheadfor therear vehicle--

--andbumps right intoLex.

She saidI shouldride with youbecauseit wouldbe good for you.

Grant looks over atEllie,annoyed.

GRANT

She's a deeply neurotic woman.

The Jurassic Park controlroomlookslike amissioncontrol for aspace launch,withseveral computer terminals anddozens of video screens that displayimages of various dinosaurs,takenfromallover thepark.

There's alarge glassmap of theislandat the front of theroom that islit uplike aChristmas tree withvarious coloredlights,each one withanumber andidentificationcodenext toit.

But theplaceisunfinished,withunattachedcables, constructionmaterials,andladders scatteredabout.

Themood amongthehalf dozen TECHNICIANSpresent is chaotic as they rush around withlast-minute adjustments.

MULDOON whisksinthrough the double doors.HAMMONDisright behindhim.They go straight to themainconsole,whereRAY ARNOLD fortyish,achronic worrier andchain-smoker, is seated.

MULDOON

NationalWeather Serviceis trackingatropicalstorm about seventy-five miles west of us.

Hammond sighs andlooks over Arnold's shoulder.

HAMMOND

Why didn't IbuildinOrlando?

MULDOON

I'llkeep aneye onit.Maybeit'llswingsouthlike thelast one.

Ray, start the tour program.

Hepunches abuttononthe console.

Holdonto your butts.

WithaloudCHUNK,theExplorers start forwardalongthe electricalpathway.

GENNARO, TIM,andLEX areinthe front vehicle;GRANT, ELLIE, andMALCOLM intherear.

They pass through two enormous,primitive gates,torches blazing oneither side.

IN THEREAR CAR,theExplorer's speakersBLARE withfanfare of trumpets,and the interior video screen flashes"Welcome to Jurassic Park."A familiar VOICE comes over the speaker:

VOICE(0.S.)

Welcome to Jurassic Park.You are now entering thelost worldof theprehistoric past,aworld--

VOICE(cont'd)

creatures longgone from the face of the earth,which youare privileged to see for the first time.

HAMMOND watches themonitor.His grandchildren are enjoying

themselves.

HAMMOND

By the way, that's JamesEarl Jones(or)RichardKiley. We sparedno expense!

IN THEPARK,

the fences areretainingwalls are covered withgreenery and growth, toheightentheillusionof moving througha jungle.

IN THEFRONT CAR

GENNARO

The accident took place in arestricted area.It would not havebeenavailable to thepublic access.Sohow can the safety of thepublic be calledinto question?

The cars come to the top of alow rise,where abreak in the foliage gives themaview down aslopingfieldthat isbrokenby ariver.The tour voice continues.

VOICE(0.S.)

To theright,youwillsee aherdof the first dinosaurs onour tour, calledDilophosaurus.

INTHE FRONT CAR,

TimandLex practically SLAMup against the windows, to get alook.

The safety.That's theproblemIhadtoanswer.

LEX

Shhh.

TIM

Ican't see.

GENNARO

What are welooking for?

TIM

Dilophosaurus.

IN THEREAR CAR

Grant looks at hismap.Ellie,hearingthe voice,reacts.

ELLIE

Oh,shit.

GRANT

Dilophosaurus.

Grant,Malcolm,andElliepress against the windows.

DOWN NEAR THERIVERBANK

there are alot of beautifulplants,but no signof aherdof anything. The tour voice continues anyway.

VOICE(0.S.)

One of the earliest carnivores,wenowknow Dilophosaurus is actuallypoisonous,spittingits venom atitsprey, causingblindness andeventually paralysis, allowing the carnivore to eat at itsleisure.This makesDilophosaurus abeautiful,but deadly addition to Jurassic Park.

Corny SCARY MUSIC plays over the speaker.

INTHE FRONT CAR,

TIM

There's nothingthere!

IN THEREAR CAR,

ELLIE

Alan,where?

Grant and the others sit back,disappointed.

GRANT

Damn.

ON THEROAD,

the cars move on.As they rollpast,wenotice the headlights are on, eveninthe daytime.

RAY ARNOLD watcheshis computer screenand the videomonitors at the same time,keepinganeye onthe cars as they move through the park.HAMMOND hovers over his shoulder.

ARNOLD

Vehicleheadlights are onanddon't respond.Those shouldn't berunningoff the car batteries.

He signs andreaches for aclipboardhangingnext tohis chair and jots this down.

ARNOLD (cont'd)

Itemone fifty-one ontoday's glitchlist.We've got alltheproblems ofamajor themepark andamajor zoo, and the computer'snot evenonits feet yet.

Hammond shakeshisheadandturns to the TECHNICIANtohis right,who stillhashisback to them,watchingaCostaRicangame show onone of hismonitors anddrinkinga Jolt cola.

HAMMOND

Dennis,our lives areinyour hands andyouhave butterfingers.

The Technician turns aroundhis chair andextends his armsina Christ-likepose.As we get agoodlook at him,we get the sinking feelingthat we've seenhimsomewhere before.Andwehave.DENNIS NEDRY is themanwho acceptedasuitcase fullof cashinSan Jose.

NEDRY

Iam totallyunappreciatedinmy time.We canrunthe wholepark from thisroom,withminimalstaff, for up to three days.You think that kindof automationis easy? Or cheap? You know anybody who cannetwork eight ConnectionMachines andde-bugtwomillionlines of code for what Ibidthis job?BecauseI'd sure ashelllike to see them try.

HAMMOND

I'm sorry about your financialproblems.Ireally am. But they are your problems.

NEDRY

You're right, John.You're absolutelyright. Everything's myproblem.

HAMMOND

I willnot get drawninto another financialconversation withyou,Dennis.Ireally willnot.

NEDRY

Idon't think there's beenany debate.There's no debate...my mistakes....

HAMMOND

Idon't blamepeople for their mistakes,but Ido ask that they pay for them.

NEDRY

Thanks,Dad.

ARNOLD

Dennis --theheadlights.

NEDRY

I'llde-bugthe tour program when they getback.Okay? It'lleat alot of computer cycles;parts of the system may go down for awhile--Don't blameme.IfIam playing...losingmemory....

MULDOON,who hasbeenhoveringnear the videomonitors as always,turns towards them,annoyed.

MULDOON

Quiet,allif you.They're coming to the tyrannosaur paddock.

The twoExplorers drive alongahighridge andstop at the edge of thelarge,openplain that is separated from theroadby afifteen- foot fence,clearlymarkedwith"DANGER!"signs andominous-looking electricalpost.

TIM,LEX,andGENNARO arepressed forwardagainst the windows, eyes wide,waiting for you-know-who.

IN THEREAR CAR,

The voice of theradio drones on,but GRANT, ELLIE,andMALCOLM aren't evenlisteninganymore,dyingof anticipation.

VOICE(0.S.)

Themighty tyrannosaurus aroselateinthe dinosaur history.Dinosaursruledthe earthfor hundredand fiftymillionyears,but it wasn't untilthelast--

GRANT

Willyouturnthat thingoff?

Ellie flips aswitchandthey wait insilence--except for Malcolm,wholooks at the ceiling,thinkingaloud.

MALCOLM

Godcreates dinosaurs.Goddestroys dinosaurs.God createsman.Mandestroys God.Mancreates dinosaurs.

Dinosaur eatsman.Womaninherits theEarth.

ARNOLD (0.S.)

Holdon,we'll try to tempt therex.

IN THEPADDOCK,

there isalowHUMMINGsound.Out in themiddle of the field,a smallcagerises upinto view, liftedonhydraulics fromunderground.

The cagebars slide down,leaving the cage's occupant standing aloneinthemiddle of the field.

It's agoat,onelegchainedto astake.It looks around, confused,andBLEATS plaintively.

INTHE FRONT CAR,

LEX and TIMlook at the goat withwidely different reactions.

LEX

What's goingtohappento the goat?He's going to eat the goat?!

Excellent.

What's thematter, kid,younever hadlambchops?

LEX

Ihappen tobe a vegetarian.

IN THEREAR CAR,

GRANT

(shakeshishead) T-rex doesn't want tobe fed;he wants tohunt.You can't just suppress sixty-fivemillionyears of gut instinct.

INTHE PADDOCK

The goat waits.Andwaits.From theExplorers,six faces watch it expectantly.The goat tugs onits chain.It walksback andforth, nervous.ItBLEATS.

IN THEREAR CAR,

Grant watches,his eyes glued,his breathingbecoming alittle morerapid.

IN THEFRONT CAR,

TimandLex can't tear their eyes away,

IN THEPADDOCK,

finally, the goat --

--lays down.

IN THEREAR CAR,

everyone sitsback,disappointedagain,as the carspullforward to continue the tour.Malcolmpicksup themicrophone.

MALCOLM

Now, eventually youdoplan tohave dinosaurs onyour dinosaur tour, right?

HAMMOND just shakeshisheadasMalcolm's voice comes through,

HAMMOND

Ireally hate that man.

GRANT getsinto the seat,leavingMALCOLMbehindELLIE.He longinglylooks out of the opposite window, whileMalcolmrattles on to Ellie.

MALCOLM

You see?The tyrannosaur doesn't obey set patterns or park schedules.It's the essence of Chaos.

ELLIE

I'm stillnot clear onChaos.

MALCOLM

It simply deals withunpredictability incomplex systems.It's onlyprincipleis theButterflyEffect. A butterfly can flapits wings inPekingandinCentral Park youget raininsteadof sunshine.

Ellie gestures withher hand to show thisinformationhas gone right over her head.

MALCOLM

Imade afly by, I go too fast.

Lookingout of the opposite window, Grant seesmovement at the far endof a field.He sitsbolt upright,tryingto get abetter look.

Malcolm,lookingfor another example --

Here.Giveme your glass of water.

He dips hishandinto the glass of water.He takesEllie's hand inhis own.

MALCOLM (cont'd)

Makelikehieroglyphics.Now watch the way the drop of water falls onyour hand.

He flickshis fingers andadrop falls ontheback of Ellie's hand.

MALCOLM (cont'd)

Ready?Freeze your hand.Now I'm goingto do the same thingfrom the exact sameplace.Whichwayis the drop going toroll off?

(or)

Whichway will the droproll?Over whichfinger?Or down your thumb?Or to the other side?

ELLIE

Uh -- thumb!

(or)

The same way.

MALCOLM

It changed.Why?

(or)

Okay,back over your wrist.

(then)

Because andhere is theprinciple of tiny variations-- the orientations of thehairs --

ELLIE

Alan,listen to this.

MALCOLM

--on your hand, the amount of blooddistendingin your vessels,imperfections in the skin--

ELLIE

Oh,imperfections?

MALCOLM

Microscopic --never repeat, andvastly affect the

outcome.That's what?

ELLIE

Unpredictability....

MALCOLM

Andevenif wehaven't seenit yet,I'm quite sureit's goingoninthispark right now.

There's definitely somethingout inthat field,andGrant has to seeit.

He jerks on the door handle andopenshis door a few inches.He looks outside towards freedom, thenlooks around tois anybody's watchinghim.

Malcolmlowershis voice,becomingmore seductivenow.

MALCOLM (cont'd)

Life's alot like that,isn't it?Youmeet someoneby chance you'llnever meet again,and the course of your whole future changes.It's dynamic --its exciting -- I think.

Grant throws the door openandbolts out of themoving car.

MALCOLM (cont'd)

There, there see?!I'mright again!

ELLIE

Alan?

MALCOLM

No one couldhavepredictedDr. Grant wouldsuddenly jump out of amoving vehicle!

ELLIE

Alan?

She jumps out too and follows himinto the field.

MALCOLM

There's another example!

IN THEFRONT CAR,

TIM

Hey!Iwant to go withthem!

IN THEREAR CAR,

MALCOLM

See?Here I amnow, by myself, talking tomyself --

that's Chaos Theory!What thehellamIdoinghere? I'm the only one whoknows what's goingon,etc,etc....

HAMMOND, MULDOON,and ARNOLD stare at the videomonitor incredulously as everyone now pouts out of the cars and follows Grant down thehill.

The carsrollonslowly, empty, their doorshangingopen.

ARNOLD

Uh --Mr. Hammond--

HAMMOND

Stop theprogram!Stop theprogram!

MULDOON

There youare!How many times didI tellyouweneeded lockingmechanisms onthe vehicle doors!

ACROSS THEROOM

DENNISNEDRY sneaks apeek at the videomonitor.It shows an image of the steeldoor, plainly marked--"EMBRYONIC COLD STORAGE. RESTRICTED!"

Helooks to another monitor, whichislabeled"EAST DOCK."The monitor shows asupply ship,moored at the dock.Its cargoisbeing uploadedandalarge group of WORKERSisfilingaboard.

Nedryhas somethinginthe counter, whereno one canseeit. It's acanof shavingcream.

GRANT,ELLIE,GENNARO, and theKIDS are out in the openfield, heading towards asmallstandof trees.For the first time,wenotice the skyis darkenrather earlyinthe day.Timdogs Grant's footsteps, so excitedhe canhardly keephis feet on the ground.

TIM

SolikeIwas saying,there's this other bookby aguy namedBakker?Andhe saiddinosaurs diedof abunchof diseases?He definitely didn't say they turnedinto birds.

Gennaro is scared ashell, following the others,but hishead dartingleft andright.

ELLIE

Alan?Where are we going?You see something?

GENNARO

Uh --anybody else think we shouldn't be out here?

TIM

Andhisbook was alot fatter thanyours.

GRANT

Really?

ELLIE

Yours was fully illustrated,honey.

GENNARO

Anybody at all.Feelfree to speak up.

Lex stumbles andGrant takesher hand,to stopher from falling. Shelooksup at himandsmiles.

Grant smiles back and tries to recover his hand,but Lex holds tight.He's massivelyuncomfortable.Ellienotices.

Suddenly they allstopintheir tracks.Ahuge smile spreads across the faces of both TimandGrant.Grant walks forward.Tim follows.

ELLIE

Timmy, Timmy.

LEX

Come back here,blanket head.

Fearless, Timwalks forwardbehindGrant.

HARDING(0O.S.)

Hieverybody,Don't be scared.

Timreaches the clearingandsees:

A Triceratops, abigone,lyingonits side,blockingthelight at the endof thepath.It has anenormous curvedshell that flanks itshead, twobighorns over its eyes,anda thirdonthe endof its nose.It doesn't move, just breathes,loudandraspy, blowingup a little clouds of dust withevery exhalation.

Grant standsnext toHarding,almost inadaze.

GRANT

Beautiful.Is it okay?CanI touchit?

HARDING

Sure.

Grant walksnext to the animalandstrokes itshead.Ellie

moves forward to the animal.

GRANT

Oh Ellie.It's sobeautiful.It's themostbeautiful thingIever saw.

ELLIE

It'smy favorite.

They bothkneel,checkingthe animal.

He furrows hisbow, noticingsomething,allprofessional curiosity now.The animal's tongue,dark purple,droops limply from itsmouth.

GRANT (cont'd)

Ellie,take alook at this.

ELLIE

Yeah, baby girl,it's okay.

She scratches the tongue withher fingernail.A clear liquid leaks from thebrokenblisters.

ELLIE

Micro vesicles.That's interesting.

Grant, fascinated, wanders all the way around to theback of the animal.Harding joinsEllie andhandsher hispenlight.

ELLIE(cont'd)

What areher symptoms?

HARDING

Imbalance,disorientation,laboredbreathing.Seems to happen about every six weeks or so.

ELLIE

Six weeks?

She takes thepenlight from the veterinarianandshinesit in the animal's eyes.

ELLIE(cont'd)

Are therepupillary effects from the tranquilizer?

HARDING

Yes, mitotic,pupils shouldbe constricted.

ELLIE

These are dilated.Take alook.

HARDING

They are?

(checksit out)

I'llbe damned.

ELLIE

That's pharmacological.Fromlocalplant life.

She turns andstudies the surroundinglandscape.Her mind's really at work,puzzlingover eachpiece of foliage.

Is that (or) this West Indianlilac?

HARDING

Yes.We know they're toxic,but the animals don't eat them.

ELLIE

Are yousure?

HARDING

Pretty sure.

ELLIE

There's only one way tobepositive.Ineedto see some droppings.

(or)

Ihave to see the dinosaur's droppings.

HARDING

You won't be able tomiss them.

(or)

Can't miss them.

Malcolm walks up toEllie.

MALCOLM

Dino droppings?

ELLIE

Yeah.

She walks way,Malcolmlooks on.

HAMMOND and ARNOLDare watchingthe videomonitors,displeased about something.Arnoldislookingat one that gives thema view from thebeach,lookingout at the ocean.The cloudsbeyond are almost black witha tropical storm.

ARNOLD

That stormcenter hasn't dissipatedor changedcourse. We're going tohave to cut the tour short,I'm afraid. Pick itup againtomorrow where weleft off.

HAMMOND

You're sure wehave to?

ARNOLD

It'snot worthtaking the chance, John.

Sustainwinds 45knots.

Tell themwhen they getback to the cars.

Thanks,Steve.

Ladies and gentlemen,last shuttle to the dock leavesin approximately fiveminutes.Drop what youare doingand leavenow.

HAMMOND

Damn!

41 ACROSS THEROOM

NEDRY stares at his videomonitor, watchingtheboat.He's on thephone withtheMATE, whoseimageshe cansee onthemonitor.The seas around the dock are muchrougher now.

MATE

We're not well-berthedhere without astormbarrier!We may have toleave as soon as thelast of the works are aboard.

No,no.You stick to theplan.You wait till they're back from the tour.

As the weather grows darker, ELLIE,GRANT,HARDING,andMALCOLM are groupedaroundanenormous spoor of triceratops excreta that stands at least waist highandis covered withBUZZING flies.

MALCOLM

That is onebigpile of shit.

Elliehasplastic gloves onthereachup toher elbows,andis just withdrawingher handfrom themiddle of the dung.

You're right.There's no trace of lilac berries. That's so weird, though.She shows allthe classic signs of Meliatoxicity,

(thinkingaloud)

Every six weeks--

She turns and walks out into the open fielda few paces, thinking.Malcolmwatchesher, andlooksback at the dung.

She's,uh-- tenacious.

GRANT

You havenoidea.

You willremember to washyour handsbefore youeat anything?

DENNISNEDRY isbusily andsurreptitiously typingaseries of commandsintohis console.Onhis screen, acartoonhandwinds up a cartoonclock,movingits secondhandup to the twelve.The clock rotates around to face us.

It has alarge green dollar signin themiddle.A bigword appears onscreen,anoptionsurroundedby forbiddingredbox. "EXECUTE,"it says.

The skies arereally forebodingnow, and there's asense of growingurgency.ELLIEisby the animal,ashort distance away from the group.GRANT isnear her, thinking.

GRANT

Ellie,I'vebeenthinking there's somethingabout the periodicity doesn't hadup.

ELLIE

Iknow.

Timholds one of the smoothrocks up andcalls out,alittle timidly.

TIM

Theselook kindof familiar.

GRANT

Triceratops was aconstantbrowser, andconstant browsers wouldbe constantly sick.

ELLIE

Constantly sick.

GRANT

Not just every six weeks.

ELLIE

Yeah, Iknow.

TIM

I've seenpictures of these!

Grant turns andlooks at him, alittle annoyed.

TIM

Inyour fullyillustratedbook.

Grant justrolls his eyes,butEllie comes over andchecks out the stones.

ELLIE

What's that?

A light goes oninher eyes.

ELLIE

Alan--gizzardstones!

She throws Grant one of the stones.They look at eachother in amazement.

Asbefore, when they get excited, they talk right over each other.

GRANT

Elm that'sit,it explains theperiodicity, the--

ELLIE

-- theundigestedstate of theberriesbecauseit's --

GRANT

-- totallyincidental

(or)

unrelated to the feedingpattern--

TIM

What are youguys saying?

It's simple,see.Some animalslikeher, don't have teeth--

GRANT

--likebirds --

ELLIE

--likebirds.Whathappenis,they swallow the stones andhold theminamuscular sack intheir stomachs--

GRANT

--a gizzard--

ELLIE

--whichis calledagizzard,andit helps themmash their food,but what happens after awhile--

GRANT

--what happensis that after awhile,the stones get smooth,every six weeks,so the animalregurgitates them

--barfs themup --

GRANT

--andswallows freshones.

ELLIE

Andwhenshe swallows the stones,she swallows the poisonberries too.That's what makesher sick.

(impressed)

Goodwork Tim.

Shelooks at Grant pointedly.Timlooksup at Grant too, smilingfromear to ear.Grant GRUNTS,not so easily convinced.

THUNDER rumbles as the stormoverheadis about tobust loose. GENNARO, scaredof more thanone thingnow, putshis foot down.

GENNARO

Doctors,if youplease --Ihave to insist we get moving.

ELLIE

Oh,youknow, if it's alright,I'd like tostay withDr. Hardingandfinishwith the trike.Is that okay?

HARDING

Sure.I've got agaspowered jeep.I candropher at the visitor's center before Imake theboat with the others.

I'llcatchup withyou.You cango with the others.

GRANT

Are yousure?

ELLIE

['ll just finish.Yeah, I want to finish.

Thereis alightningflashnow, witha tooth-rattling THUNDERCLAPright onitsheels.

GENNARO

Now.

Grant turns andfollows the others,Lex right inhis tracks. Ellie andHardinggoback to the triceratops,whichis startingto come back tolife.

As Grant reaches theExplorer, he turnsback for onelast look atEllie.Heraises hishandto wave,but sheis turnedthe other way. Feelingsilly,he drops hishandandgoesinto the woods.Just ashe does,Ellie turns and waves tohim,but withhisback turned,he misses it too.

Inthis way, they say goodbye.

BACK AT THE CARS,

as thereflections of the GROUP approach, the first raindrops fallonthe windshields of the tour vehicles.They're big,fat drops, andthey kick uplittle clouds of dust as they SMACK into the glass.

It's going tobe ahellof astorm.

45 OMITTED

It's near dark now.The windhas whippedup,and the trees are swaying.

HAMMOND is withRAY ARNOLD, staringat the video screens.

ARNOLD

I founda way tore-route through theprogram.I'm turningthe cars aroundintherest arealoop.

HAMMOND

Rottenluck, this storm.Get my grandchildren on the radio willyou?Idon't want themto worry about awee bit of rain.

Arnoldreaches for thehandmicrophone.

ACROSS THEROOM,

DENNISNEDRY, sweat formingonhisupper lipnow, is staringat his videomonitor.The supplyboat is stilldockedontheisland shore,but is now beingbuffetedby heavy waves.Nedry whispers sharplyinto thephone,arguingwith theMATE of the ship again,whohe cansee onthe videomonitor.

MATE

There's nothingIcando!If the Captainsays we gotta go,we gottago!

NEDRY

No,no,listentome.You've got to giveme this time. Ididatest runonthis thingandit tookme twenty minutes.I thought Icoulddoit infifteen-- you've got to giveme fifteenminutes.

MATE

No promises!Nopromises!

NEDRY

I'llbe there inten!

ArnoldSNAPS abuttononhis console.

ARNOLD

Visitor vehicles are ontheir wayback to the garage.

HAMMOND

Sohow muchfor our first tour.Twono-shows andone

sick triceratops.

ARNOLD

It couldhavebeenworse,John.It couldhavebeena lot worse.

DennisNedry standsup.

He's shakinginhis shoes,but tryinglikehelltobe casual.

NEDRY

Anybody want aCoke?Anybody what some from the machines?Or asodaor something?Ihad toomany sweets.

(or)

I thought I'd get somethingsweet.

Hammond andArnoldshake their heads.Nedry starts toleave, then turns back withanafterthought that is sorehearsedits almost obvious.

NEDRY (cont'd)

Oh,I finishedde-bugging thephones,but the system's compilingfor eighteenminutes,or twenty.So,some minor systemsmay go onandoff for a while.There's nothing to worry about.Simple thing....

HAMMOND

Okay, okay, okay, okay, that's enough!Ahh!

Nedry turns,stretches one finger out tohis screen,andselects anoption.

"EXECUTE."

At the same time,hepresses the start buttononhis digital stopwatchheholdsinhishand.A digitalclock onthe computer screen starts to tick down from sixty seconds ,and amusicalclock starts to soundtoo--somethinglike the"Jeopardy"theme.

He starts toleave--but returns whenheremembers the shaving cream can.He grabs it andleaves.

Night was completely fallennow, and therainhas started.It's a tropicalstorm,therain fallingindrenchingsheets on theroofs and hoods of theExplorers,whichare makingtheir way slowlyback to the visitor'scenter.

IN THEREAR CAR,

GRANT andMALCOLM are alone.Grant is staringout the window, lost inhis thoughts.

GRANT

You got anykids?

MALCOLM

Me? Oh,hellyes.Three.

(glowing)

Ilove'em.Ilovekids.Anythingat allcananddoes happen.

He takes a flask from jacket pocket andunscrews the top.His expression darkens.

MALCOLM (cont'd)

Same withwives,for that matter.

GRANT

You're married?

MALCOLM

Occasionally.Always on thelookout for the future ex- Mrs.Malcolm.

DENNISNEDRY, waits outside the silver door marked"EMBRYONIC COLD STORAGE," staringat the digitalstopwatchinhishand.

NEDRY

Two- -one--

On cue,the securitylockpanelgoes dark andthe door CLUNKS ajar.

INTHECOOLER,

Nedryhurriesinandflips open thehatchonthebottomof the shavingcream can,revealing slottedcompartmentsinside.He goes to therack of dozens of thinglass slides.A signsays "VIABLEEMBRYOS - -HANDLE WITHEXTREME CARE!"

He takes the slides out of therack oneby one.They're labeled --"STEGOSAURUS","APATOSAURUS", "TYRANNOSAURUSREX"--andputs them into the can.

ARNOLD is staringat his terminal,puzzled.Onthe screen, glowingredandbluelines areblinkingoff,insuccession..

ARNOLD

What?

HAMMOND comesupbehindhim,as doesROBERT MULDOON.

HAMMOND

What?

ARNOLD

The door security systems are shuttingdown.

HAMMOND

Well,Nedry saida few systems wouldgo off-line,didn't he?

THRU OMITTED

GRANT andMALCOLM stillwait in their car.They don't notice, but the video screenin themiddle of their front console suddenly goes black.

Malcolmcontinues their conversation.

MALCOLM

By the way,Dr. Sattler -she's not like,uh,available, is she?--

GRANT

Why?

MALCOLM

Why? Oh,I'm sorry.Are youtwo,uh--are?Iwish you thebest luck.

The cars jerk to astop.The lights in the vehicles andalong theroadgo out,plungingthemintoblackness.Grant jerkshishands away from the steeringcolumn,immediately assumingit's his fault.

GRANT

What'd I touch?!

MALCOLM

You haven't touched

(or)

didn't touchanything.We're stopping.

(or)

We've stopped.

GRANT

Imust've touchedsomething.Thishappens allthe time. It mustbemy fault.Machineshateme.

MALCOLM

Machineshate you?

GRANT

Yeah, they hateme.

MALCOLM

You want to talk about this?

GRANT

No.

Nedry's jeep SPLASHESup to the giant gates that leadinto Jurassic Park.NEDRY jumps out andhurries to the controlpanelonthe side of the cement supports.

He FLICKS aswitchandgates CLICKunlocked.

He jumps back in the car andnoses into the gates,shoving them openfar enoughto drive through.

He ROARSinto thepark grounds

RAY ARNOLDstares at his terminal,aghast,asrow uponrow of coloredlights crawls off onhis screen.

ARNOLD

Woah, woah, woah,what thehell,what thehell?

HAMMOND

What now?

ARNOLD

Fences are failing,allover thepark!A few minor systems,he said!

HAMMOND

(toMuldoon,pissed)

FindNedry!Check the vendingmachines!

ARNOLD

Themonitors are failing.

Muldoonheads for the door just as all the videomonitors in the controlroomgo out withafaint electronic ZIP.

The three of themfreeze foramoment,lookingat eachother. The tensionin theroomgoesup anotch.

UseNedry's terminal.Get it allback on.He cande- buglater.

ARNOLD pushes off on the floor andwhizzes over toNedry's master terminalinhis chair.Withone stroke of his arm,hebrushes alltheloose junk off Nedry's station- junk food,sodacans,tornout magazinepages--andtries to work.

ARNOLD

God,look at this workstation.

The"Jeopardy"-typemusic is playingalittle faster now.

Muldoonsteps forward, growing alarmed.

MULDOON

Theraptor fences aren't out,are they?

No,they're stillon.

HAMMOND

Why thehellwouldhe turn the others off?!

A wiremeshfenceinfront of ushas avery clear sign:

DANGER! ELECTRIFIEDFENCE! ThisDoor Cannot Be Opened When Fenceis Armed!

A handreaches out,grabs the fenceby thebare wire, flips a latch,andshoves the door open.No sparks fly.

DENNISNEDRY runs from the fenceback tohis jeep,drops it in gear, and tears off down the park road.Therainis absolutely flowing

downnow, theroadisrapidly turningtomud.

IN THE JEEP,

Nedry canbarely see through the windshield.He's drivingas fast aspossible,checkinghis watchevery few seconds.

Heleans forward,squintingto see throughthe windshield, wipingoff the condensationwithhis freehand.A fork intheroad rushesinto view.He jumps on thebrakes -- tolate.The jeep careensinto asignpost.

NEDRY

Shit!

He throws the door openandhurries to the fallensign:"To The Docks".Heprops it up- the directional arrow swings hopelessly ona nail.He clencheshis jaws andgrowls.

Soaked,Nedry stomps back to his car.

Althoughhe doesn't look too convinced,he drops the car ingear andspeeds off to theleft.

HAMMOND stillhovers over ARNOLD's shoulder whilehe works at Nedry's terminal.ArnoldMUTTERS tohimself ashe tries another command.

ARNOLD

--accessmainprogram grid--

Hepunches abutton,butaBUZZER sounds and alittle cartoon image of Nedry appears on the screen andwavesits little finger disapprovingly.

CARTOON NEDRY

"You didn't say themagic word!"

Please,Goddamnit!Ihate this hacker crap!

He SMACKS the top of themonitor, furious.The game show music plays still faster.

HAMMOND

CallNedry'speopleinCambridge!

Arnoldwhisks across the floor inhis chair andsnatchesup the nearest phone.Hepunches for anoutside line.

ARNOLD

Phones are out too.

HAMMOND

Where didthe vehicles stop?

BAAA!The goat that wasbrought up from theunderground earlier is still tetheredinthe sameplace,BLEATING inthepouringrain

The two explorers sit stillinthemiddle of theroad.A man's formraces back from the front car to therear car.

INTHE REAR CAR,

GRANT, soakingwet,getsback into the care andcloses the door behindhim.MALCOLM turns tohim.

GRANT

Their radio's out too.Gennaro saidto stayput.

MALCOLM

Thekids okay?

GRANT

Well,Ididn't ask.Why wouldn't they be?

MALCOLM

Kids get scared.

GRANT

What's tobe scaredabout?It's just alittlehiccupin thepower.

MALCOLM

Ididn't say I was scared.

GRANT

Ididn't say youwere scared.

MALCOLM

Iknow.

GRANT

Fine.

Malcolm turns andlooks out at the drivingrain,and the fence that standsbetweenthemand the tyrannosaur paddock.Heis scared.

59 IN THEFRONT CAR,

GENNARO,LEX,and TIMwait,bored.Theraindrums ontheroof monotonously.Timisupside downinthe front seat.Lexpusheshis legs up,andhe swings themdown.

TIM

Up anddown,up anddown!

Ican't believe weinvitedIanMalcolm.

TIM

People were gettin’bloodynoses -- things on your head --aneurisms--

I think Dr. Grant isreally --smart.

GENNARO

How he'll write abutchof (letters)papers,go onLarry KingLive,say we're irresponsible --

Timclimbsinto theback seat.Lex hitshimwithher hat ashe moves by her.

LEX

Don't scareme.

Timfinds somethingunder the seat andsitsup abruptly,holding what lookslike aheavy-dutypair of safety goggles.

GENNARO

Hey!Where didyoufindthose things?

TIM

Inabox under my seat.

GENNARO

Are they heavy?

TIM

Yeah.

GENNARO

Thenthey're expensive.Put themback.

Heleansback andcloseshis eyes.Timignores himandputs on the goggles.

Timstares out theback window of theExplorer withGrant and Malcolminit,behindthem.Theimageisbright fluorescent green.

TIM

Oh,cool!Night vision!

As Timwatches,the door of therear Explorer opens,andahand reaches out,holdingan empty canteenout to catchsomerain water.

60 INTHE REAR CAR

Grant pulls the canteenbackin,closes the door, andtakes a drink.He andMalcolmwait.

61 INTHE FRONT CAR

Timcontinues to stare out of the back window with the goggles. He swings his legs --but suddenly stops.He feels something.He pulls off the goggles and turns back.Hemoves into theback seat with Lex whois tappingher hat,andreaches forward to stillher hand.

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.

TIM

Didyoufeelthat?

(or)

Canyoufeelthat?

She don't answer.

Timleans over to the front passenger seat andlooks at the two plastic cups of water that sit in therecessedholes onthe dashboard. Ashe watches,the water inthe glasses vibrates,makingconcentric circles --

-- thenit stops--

--and thenit vibrates again.Rhythmically.

Like from footsteps.

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.

What is that?M-Maybeit's thepower trying to come back on.

Tim jumpsinto theback seat andputs the goggles onagain.

LEX

What is that?

GENNARO

What is what?

Timturns andlooks out the side window.He cansee the area where the goat is tethered.Or was tethered.The chainis still there,but the goat is gone.

BANG!

They all jump,andLex SCREAMS as somethinghits thePlexiglas sunroof of theExplorer, hard.They look up.

It's abloody, disembodiedgoat leg.

GENNARO

Oh, Jesus.Jesus.

Timwhips around tolook out the side window again.Hismouth pops open,but no soundcomes out.Through the goggles,he sees an animalclaw, ahuge one,gripping the cables of the"electrified" fence.

Timwhips the goggles off andpresses forward,against the window.Helooksup,up,thancraneshisheadback further, tolook out the sunroof.Past the goat's leg,he cansee--

-- Tyrannosaurus rex.It standsmaybe twenty-five feet high, forty feetlongfromnose to tail,withanenormous,boxlikeheadthat must be five feet longby itself.Theremains of the goat hangout of therex's mouth.It tiltsitsheadback andswallows the animalinone biggulp.

Gennaro can't evenspeak.Hishandclaws for the door handle, he shouldersit open,and takes off, out of the car.

He left us!Heleft us alone!Dr. Grant!Dr. Grant! Heleftus!Heleftus!

62 ON THEROAD,

Gennaro runs away, as fast ashe can,right past the secondcar, towards acement block outhouse twenty or thirty yards away.

Hereaches it,ducks inside,andpulls the door after him--

--but there's nolatch, just aroundholein theunfinished

door.Gennaro backsinto astall, frantic.

The wholebathroombegins to shake.

63 IN THEREAR CAR,

Grant andMalcolmturninthe directionGennaro went.

GRANT

Where doeshe think he's going?

MALCOLM

Whenyou gottago,yougottago.

Malcolmlooks the other way, out thepassenger window.Ashe watches,the fencebegins tobuckle,itspost collapsinginto themselves, the wires SNAPPING free.

MALCOLM

What was that allabout?--

Grant now turns andwatches as,aheadof them, the "DANGER!" signSMACKS downon thehoodof the firstExplorer.The entire fence is comingdown, theposts collapsing,the cables SNAPPING as--

-- the T-rex chewsits way through thebarrier.

They watchinhorror as the T-rex steps over theruinedbarrier andinto themiddle of thepark road.It just stands there for a moment,swingingitsheadfromone vehicle to the other.

64 IN THEFRONT CAR,

Therex strides around to the side of the car andpeers down, fromhighabove.Timleapsinto the front seat andpulls the driver's door shut.Bothkids are terrified,breathinghard,unable to speak.

TIM

Please!Please!

65 IN THEREAR CAR,

MALCOLM

Boy, do Ihatebeingright all the time.

GRANT

Look at that!

The T-rex turns andstrides quicklyback towards them.It circles,slowly, bending over tolook inat them through the window.

Grant andMalcolmsit tremblinginthe front seat,watchingas the giant legs stridepast their windows.

GRANT

(aquivery whisper) Keep absolutely still--it's vision's basedon movement!

MALCOLM

You're sure?!

Relatively.

Malcolm freezes as therex bends downandpeersright in through his window.The dinosaur's giant,yellowingeyeis only slightly smaller thanthe entirepane of glass

The T-rex pulls away slightly, thenreaches downandBUMPS the car withits snout,rockingit.

66 INTHE FRONT CAR,

Lex isrummagingaroundintheback cargo area,lookingfor something,anything.She finds aflashlight.

67 ON THEROAD,

The front car lightsup fromwithinasLex switches on the flashlight.

The dinosaur raisesitshead.It turns slowly from the second car to the first car, drawnby thelight.Makingadecision,it strides over to the first vehicle.FAST.

68 IN THEFRONT CAR,

TimandLex canonly stare out of the windows as the T-rex reaches their car andstarts to circle it.

Therex bends down andlooksin through the front windshield, thenthe side window.Timis eye to eye with the thingfor asecond, then the dinosaur raisesitsheadup,above the car.

LEX

I'm sorry--I'm sorry--

TIM

Turn it off,Lex!Turnit off!

Timclimbs over the seat and joinsLex.

TIM(cont'd)

Where is thebutton then?

LEX

Idon't know, Idon't know.I'm sorry--

TIM

Why didyoudo this?

LEX

Idon't know!I'm sorry!

TheKids look up, through the sunroof, as the headgoeshigher, andhigher, andhigher, andthentherex turns,looks straight downat them through the sunroof, opens itsmouthwide and--

--ROARS.

The windowsRATTLE,Lex SCREAMS,the flashlight goes onagain, and the tyrannosaur strikes.

SMASH! The thing's headits theplastic sunroof,knocking the whole frameright out of theroof of the car anddowninto the vehicle. Thebubble falls down onto TimandLex, trapping them,and the animal lunges down, through thehole,SNAPPING at them.

ThePlexiglasholds,thoughandprotects TimandLex evenasit pins themto the seats.The T-rex continues topushdown,andthe glass GROANS,crack lines racing across it.

Tim,whose feet were caught abovehim,pushesback,only aninch of glass betweenhimand the dinosaur's teeth.

69 IN THEREAR CAR,

Grant andMalcolmwatchinhorror as the dinosaur claws at the side of the vehicle withone of itspowerful thighlegs.

Itpushes,startingto tip the car over.

MALCOLM

Oh my God!

GRANT

We gottado something.

MALCOLM

What?What canwe do?

GRANT

There's gottabe something --

Grant looks around, climbs over the seat.He tears apart the back area, searching- and finally findsametalcase.He opensit, findingflares.He grabs one andmoves quicklyback to the driver's

seat andopens the door.

Malcolmgrabs aflare, too.

70 IN THEFRONT CAR,

the glass windows SHATTER, theKids are thrown to the side,and theExplorer tilts.

Therex bends downandnudges the car withitshead,rollingit up onits side.TimandLex tumble around.

71 ON THEROAD

the T-rex starts tonudge theExplorer toward the barrier.Over thebarrier, there is agentle terracedareaat one side where therex emerged from,but the car isn't next to that,it'snext to a sharp precipice,representing afifty or sixty foot drop.

The car, upside downnow, ispushednear the edge.

Therex towers over the car.Like adog,itsputs one foot on the chassis and tears a the undercarriage withits jaws.

Bitingat anythingit canget aholdof,it rips therear axle free, tosses it aside,andbites into a tire.

The tireEXPLODES, startlingthe animal.

72 INSIDE THECAR,

TimandLex are trappedinside therapidly flatteningcar.As the frame continues tobuckle,they crawl toward the openrear window, the car collapsingbehind them.Mudandrain water pout into what little space thereisleft.

Timis ahead,nearingtheback window, when thereisaCRUNCH andaseat comes down,pinninghim.

73 ON THEROAD,

the dinosaur backs up,dragging theExplorer, swingingit left andright.It seemsready to flingit over the edge.

Grant gets out of his car.He's holdingthe flare inonehand, whichhepulls the top off of.Bright flames shoot out the endof it.

GRANT

Hey!Hey! Over here!

The T-rex turns andlooks at him

Grant waves the flare slowly infront of himfromside to side.

The T-rex follows hismovingarm,eyeslockedonthe flare.Grant looks over to the wall,andtosses the flare over the edge of the barrier.Therex lunges after it --

Unclear withGrant's plan,Malcolmleaps out of the car and tries to scareup the T-rex's attentionwithhis ownnewly lit flare. Hebegins to wave it at the animal.Grant seeshim--

GRANT

Ian!Freeze!Freeze!Get ridof the flare!

MALCCOLM

Get thekids!

Malcolminches back slowly, then takes off,running for hislife down theroad.Heruns to the cement block outhouse Gennaro went into earlier.

The T-rex sees themovement.It whirls andtakes off after Malcolm, fast.

Malcolmruns as fast as he can,approaching the outside just steps aheadof the T-rex

But not far enoughahead.Without even slowing down, therex leans forward and flicksMalcolminto the air withits snout.

It's just anudge a for therex,but it sendsMalcolmsailing right throughawoodenportionof the wall,andinto thebuilding.

74 IN THERESTROOM

Gennaro, who cowers inacorner, SCREAMS as tehheadof the T- rex EXPLODES through the front of thebuilding,sendingchunks of cement flyinginalldirections inside.Theroof collapses;Gennaro tries toprotect himself from the falling junk.

75 ON THEROAD

Grant gets onhis feet andwatches as the T-rex noses aroundin therubble.

It seems to findsomething.It lunges,andGrant canhear Gennaro SCREAMING,the soundpiercing--

--untilit abruptly stops.

Grant scrambles over to the car.

GRANT

Tim!Lex!

LEX

Dr. Grant!Dr. Grant!

Helays onthe ground,lookinginside,andseesLex staringup athim,conscious,her face coveredinmud.

GRANT

Are youokay?Can youmove?

(callinginto the car)

Tim!Are youokay?

GRANT

Tim,are youokay?

TIM

I'm stuck.The seat's got my feet!

GRANT

Tim,I'llcomeback for you.I'llgetLex out first.

LEX

He's knockedout!He's knockedout!Dr. Grant!Dr. Grant!Daddy, daddy!

GRANT

Let's get youout.

Grant reachesinanddrags her out.

GRANT

Are youokay?Goodgirl.

Grant tries to find Tim

GRANT (cont'd)

Tim?Tim?

Lex,staringover his shoulder, SCREAMS.Grant whirls,covering her mouthat the same time.

GRANT (cont'd)

Shhh!Don't move!It can't seeusif we don't move.

Lex looks at himlikehe's crazy, but freezes.They wait.

BOOM!A big T-rex footprint smacks downinfront of themas

the dinosaurs approaches the car again.It leans down,right past them,andSNIFFS the car, raggedbits of fleshandclothinghanging fromits teeth.

Not findinganything, the dinosaur swingsitsheadaway, SNORTINGloudly throughitsnose.Grant's hat flies off hishead. Still,he doesn't move.

Therex walks to theback of the car.It bends down.

WHAP! The car spins asit ispushedfrombehindby therex. Grant andLex arepushedinfront of it,helpless.They scramble aroundon their knees, trying tokeep aheadof the car, which therex isnowpushingevencloser to the edge of thebarrier.

Grant andLex crawl quickly,but the car ismoving faster, catchingup on them.

76 INSIDE THECAR

Timawakens andSCREAMS.He tries tountanglehimself.

7/ ON THEROAD,

the T-rex looms over Lex andGrant,who are trappedbetween the car and the sixty foot drop.

78 INSIDE THECAR,

therex bends downandsees Tim.Timbacks away, furiously,but there's almost noroom tomovein there.Therex opensitsmouthwide andstretches its tongueinto the car.

Timscreams andkicks as the tongue tries to wrap aroundhim. But it fails,andwithdraws from the car.

79 ON THEROAD,

the T-rex stilltries to get to Grant andLex,pushingthe car, spinningonitsroof.Grant andLex scramble, tryingto avoidbeing caughtby the T-rex andcrushedby the car.

GRANT

This way!

Theback of the car almost crushes themagainst thebarrier --

GRANT (cont'd)

Get back!

They move,as therex continues tomove the car towards the edge.Grant finally gets on the wall,Lex follows.

The T-rex ROARSinfrustration.Itbends down for one final lunge at the car.

Grant seesit coming.He grabs one of the danglingfence cables on the other side of thebarrier.

GRANT

Grab aholdof me!

She wraps her armaroundhisneck.He scrambles to the edge of thebarrier, andstarts to climb down.

Timmy!Timmy!

The cableis slick withrain,andit's allGrant cando tohang onas he andLex sliderapidly down.Above them, the vehicleisnow teeteringover the edge, threatening to drop right on top of themif they didn't hurry.

Grant GASPS,asLex hasunwittingly startedtochokehimas she holds on for dear life.

GRANT

You're chokingme!

The car GROANS,nearly over the edgenow.Grant looks to the side.There are other cables,out of theline of the car'simpending drop.His feet scramblingalongthe concrete wall,Grant tries to swingover towards one.

GRANT

Grab awire!

But he falls short.Hismomentumcarries themback the other way,but on the secondswingLex manages to grabholdof the second cable.

LEX

Igotit!

The car falls.Lex andGrant are clear by inches,clingingto the second cable.

LEX

Timmy!

The car CRUNCHESinto theleafy top of a tree,restingonits

roof some fifteen feet below them.

The T-rex stares downat them,but they are safely out of its reach.

ItROARS oncemore,inafinalfit of frustration, turns--

A80 INT CONTROL ROOM NIGHT

JOHNHAMMONDis lived

HAMMOND

IwillkillNedry.I willkillhim.

Muldoonbursts through the door.

Well?

MULDOON

There's no signof himanywhere.

The game show music islouder and faster now, very annoying.

HAMMOND

Ray willyouplease switchoff

(or)

stop that music?!

RAY ARNOLD's cigaretteispractically burninghislips,down to almostnothinginhismouth.Hehovers over NEDRY's computer terminal, whichis amass of incomprehensible commands that scrollby quickly as he futilely examines eachone of them.

MULDOON paces.ELLIEstares at Arnoldinamazement.

ELLIE

Are we gettinganywhere with theseprocedures of yours? Imean,what's hangingusup?

ARNOLD

Iranakey check onevery strokeNedry entered today. It's allpretty standardstuff,until this one--

What one?

Hepoints tohis computer screen, to aspecific series of commands.The others crowed over his shoulder andstare at the screen.

ARNOLD (cont'd)

"Keycheck /space-okeycheck off safety -o."He's turningthe safety systems off.He doesn't want anybody to see whathe's about to do.Nowlook at this next entry,it's thekicker."Wht.rbt.obj.".Whatever it did,it didit all.But withKeycheck off, the computer didn't file the keystrokes.Only way to find themnow is tosearch the computer'slines of code one by one.

ELLIE

How manylines of code are there?

ARNOLD

Uh -- about twomillion.

ELLIE

Twomillion--great.That wouldhelp.

(or)

Oh good, that'lltakeno time.

HAMMOND

Robert --I wonder if perhaps youwouldbekind

(or)

goodenoughto take agas jeep andbringbackmy grandchildren.

MULDOON

Sure.

ELLIE

I'm goingwithhim.

They headfor the door.Hammondturns,staringout the windows at the front of the controlroom.He's gonepale,andhe's sweating, wrappedupinmillionthoughts.Behindhim,Ray Arnold's voice calls tohim,but he doesn't hear it.

ARNOLD

John-- John--

Hammond leans onhis cane,and for the first timehelooks like he's actuallyusingit.

ARNOLD (cont'd)

John.

Hammond turns, finally hearinghim.

ARNOLD (cont'd)

I can't get Jurassic Park back online without Dennis Nedry.

As theraincontinues topour down,agas-powered jeepROARS down another park road.

DENNISNEDRY drives the jeep as fast ashe caninthe treacherous conditions.HeMUTTERS tohimself,shakinghis head.

NEDRY

Shouldabeenthereby now --shouldabeen there --

He haulsit aroundacorner andlooks down,checkinghis watch. When helooksback up,his eyes go wide.

There's a white woodguardrail fence,right in front of him. He stands on thebrakes ashard as he can.The jeep fishtails, skiddingout of controlin themud towards the fence.

Nedryhauls the wheelhard to the side to try to control the skid,but the jeep skids off theroad, goinghalfway over themuddied embankment.

NEDRY (cont'd)

Goddamn it!

He drops the car inreverse andhits the gas.The wheels spin, sendingmudflyingeverywhere,but the jeepgoesnowhere, just digsin further.

Nedry can't believeit.Frustrated,he gets out of the jeep. He stops suddenly-he cansee another park road,down the sloping embankment,about twenty feet below.

Thereis alarge signalongside theroad.Nedryleans forward excitedly to get abetter look.It reads "TOEAST DOCK."He scrambles to the front of the jeep.

ON THEHILLSIDE

Nedry CRANKS awinchits coilonthe front endof the jeep.

No problem.Winch this sucker off the thing-- tieit do a thing--pullit down the thing--andpullit back up.

Heloses hisbalance andslips - fallingback onhis rear.He slides down themuddy embankment,across theroadbelow.Pissed,he

gets to his knees andsearches for his glasses.

NEDRY (cont'd)

Where aremy glasses?Icanaffordnew ones.

He stands andgrabs the winch,andgoes to asturdy-looking tree onthe other side.

NEDRY (cont'd)

You canmakeit!

From the distance,thereis asoftHOOTING sound.There's some movement inthebushes-Nedrylooks around for the source of the sound andmovement.He doesn't findit.Henervously checkshis watchand goesback to the winch,but faster.

NEDRY (cont'd)

No problem--pop this thingright down--

TheHOOTING comes againandNedry turns - again,nothing.

A figure ducks around the tree andpops out on the other side, HOOTING playfully.

Nedry looks around one side of the tree -nothing.It pops up on the other side,HOOTING again.AndNedry looks again.Nothing.It seemslike a friendly game of hide-and-seek.But Nedrybegins to get rattled.

NEDRY

That's nice.Gottago.I'm gettingout of here.C'mon youcanmake it!

He secures the winchandstarts across theroad,back up the embankment.He freezes, ashe feels somethingbehindhim.He turns around slowly andsees:

A dilophosaur.It stands only about four feet high,its spotted like anowl,andhas abrilliant coloredcrest that flanksitshead. It doesn't look very dangerous.In fact,it'skindof cute.

NEDRY (cont'd)

Oh. Uh--niceboy.Niceboy.Okay.Runalong.I don't have anything for you!Go on!Gohome!Dinner time!Are youhungry?They'llfeedyou!Go,boy. Girl.Whatever.

The dilophosaur just stares at Nedry, tiltingits head curiously.Nedry looks around on the ground and finds astick.He picks it up andchucks it at the thing.He throws it as far ashe can.

NEDRY (cont'd)

Nice juicy stick!Fetch!

The dilophosaur getsinto the spirit of the game,butnot the object.

NEDRY (cont'd)

Lamebrain!What's thematter withyou?

(or)

What's thematter withyou?

He shakeshisheadandstartsback towards the jeep,muttering tohimself.

NEDRY (cont'd)

Walnut brain...extinct kangaroo...hope Irunover youon the way down--

NEDRY (cont'd)

Walnut brain...extinct kangaroo...hope Irunover youon the way down--

He's near the top when the dilophosaur suddenly hops out right infront him,startlinghim.Nedryloseshisbalance andfallsback, right onhisrear.He gets tohis feet,angry.

NEDRY (cont'd)

Isaid--

Hepicksup astick andchucks it at the thing.

NEDRY (cont'd)

--beat it!

NEDRY (cont'd)

What are youdo--

The animalsHISSES.Thebrightly colored fanarounditsneck flares wildly, twobulbous sacs oneither side of itsneck inflate.It rears itsheadback again--

--andit SPITS.

SPLAT!A bigglob of somethingwet SMACKS into themiddle of Nedry's chest.Hereaches down and touches the goo that's dribbling downhis slicker.

NEDRY (cont'd)

That's disgusting!

SPLAT!Another glob of goo SMACKS into the highlight,right

next toNedry'shead.

He standsup.A look of confusion crosses his face.Helifts hisright hand,the one that he touchedthe spit with,andlooks atit strangely, flexingit.

POW! This time thelugiehitsNedryright smack inthe face. HeSCREAMS andrubsit away, frantically.

Becauseithurts.Likehell.Nedry fallsback,clawingat this eyes,inexcruciatingpain.Hepullshishands away, startingto hyperventilate.He flailshis armsinfront of him,blinkingamile a minute,butblinded.

He staggers forward, to try to get into the jeep.He gets the door open,but SMACKShisheadonthe door frame andcollapses.

The canof shavingcream flies out of Nedry's jacket pocket -- and tumblesintorunoff water, down themuddy hillside.Nedry gets to his feet againandstaggersin the generaldirectionof the jeep.He reaches the opendoor and feels his way in.He SLAMS the door.

Thereis another HOOT.Frominside the jeep.

Nedry turns andSCREAMS.The dilophosaur is right there,in the passengers seat.It HISSESlouder thanbefore,its crest fans angrily, vibrating,reachingacrescendo--

--andthe thingpounces,SLAMMINGNedryback against the driver's window, SHATTERING it.AsNedry shrieks--

Rainandmud washover the shavingcream can,buryingit.

82 OMITTED

Therainhas allstoppednow.GRANT andLEX are at thebottom of thelargebarrier leadingup to theparkroad.Likeit or not, they're in thepark now, andare surroundedby think jungle foliage on allsides.They're bothbeatenup,andGrant's faceis coveredin blood.

He's bent over abigpuddle, splashingwater onhis face, rinsingthebloodoff andtryingtobringhimself to.

Poor Lex is scared ashell.She standsbehindGrant,ramrod straight,her breathcomingshort,desperate GASPS.Her eyes are wide, andshe doesn't look like she canmove.

As Grant getsridof theblood,hisinjury doesn't look sobad,

just a gashonhis forehead.

He turns andlooksup to the tree theExplorer fellin.It's stuck there,nose downin the thickest topbranches.

Lex's GASPS are gettinglouder.She's terrified.

GRANT

Hey, come on,don't -- don't -- don't -- just --just --stop,stop.

He touchesher, but it's awfully awkward,more of apat onthe head thananythingstrong or reassured.

But she responds to the contact,hurlingherself forward and throwing her arms tightly aroundhis waist.She clampshere,holding on for dear life,SOBBING.

GRANT (cont'd)

Lex, yougottabe quiet,please.Stopit.Shhhhh.

This seems to quiet her.

GRANT (cont'd)

Because if wemake toomuchnoise,he's going tohear us andcomeback.

Lex bursts out cryingagain,aWAILING scream,nearly hysterical now.Grant holdsher, noideawhat to do.He turns andlooks around.

Timmy?!Timmy!

HehearsaCRACKING sound.Helooksup to the tree again.The Explorer has fallenafew feet lower into thebranches.

Grant looks down at Lex, whois sittingonarock.

LEX

Dad-- Dad--

GRANT

Shhh--I'mrighthere,Lex.I'm going tolook after you.I'm goingtohelp your brother.I want youto stay here andwait for me,okay?

LEX

Heleftus!Heleftus!

GRANT

That'snot what I'mgoingto do.Good!

Grant walks to the tree.Lex scampersinto the culvert.

GRANT takes adeepbreath.grabs holdof the first branch,and startshislongclimb.Fortunately,it'sagoodclimbing tree,its branches thick andregularly spaced.

Grant moves at agoodpace.Hereaches the car'slevel,onthe driver's side five or six feet to one side of it.

The car'sinrough shape.It'smuchthinner that ituse tobe, itsnose completely smashedin, the front wheels drivensolidlyinto a thickbranch.They are what holdit inplace.

GRANT

Tim?Tim?

Grant comes up to the car andlooksin.TIMis huddledon the floor on thepassenger side, frightened,hugginghisknees tohis chest.

Helooksup at Grant witha tear andblood-streaked faced.His voiceisbarely audible.

TIM

I threw up.

GRANT

That's okay.Listen,giveme your hand.

Timdoesn't move.

GRANT (cont'd)

Iwon't tellanybody youthrew up.Just giveme your hand,okay?

Hereaches out.Timreaches too,but they're stillabout afoot apart.Grant grabs holdof the steeringwheel, to pullhimself further in.The wheel turns.

On thebranch, the front wheelturns,losingabit of their grip onthe thick branch they're resting on.

TimandGrant grabhands.Grant holds on tohim,gettinganarm securely aroundhis waist.They climb down.They stop onabranch.

GRANT

Okay, that's not sobad,ah Tim?

TIM

Yes it is.

GRANT

It's just like comingout of a treehouse.Didyour dad ever buildyouatreehouse, Tim,eh?

TIM

No.

GRANT

Me too.

(he starts tomove down)

Okay.Well, themain thingabout climbingisnever, never look down,never.

TIM

Thisisimpossible.How amIgoing...Ican't makeit. Thisis...it's about fifty feet.

GRANT

So amI going tohelp youwithyour foot?

TIM

What if the car falls?

(or)

What if the wheels fall?

The car GROWNS forward on the branch, whichsags in their direction.They look up.The car begins to shift dramatically towards them.

GRANT

Oh,no!GO, Tim,go!Go!

They climb down, as fast as they can,as thebigbranch that is supporting the car CREAKS,ready to give way any second.

GRANT (cont'd)

Faster!Faster!

Thebranchbreaks.Disintegrates,really, and the car falls straight at them.

Grant and Timlet go of thebranch they're onandfall, THUDDING into another branchafew feet down.The car SMACKSinto thebug branch they just vacated,andstops there.

Grant and Timarehalf climbing,half fallingdown the tree now, slippingon theresin-covered branches, just tryinglikehell to get out of the way.

CREEEE-POW!The secondbranchbreaks,andnow the car SMASHES andCRASHES through anetwork of thinner branches,headedright for them.It hits openspace andgoesinto free fall.

Grant turns,andputsuphis armsindefense--

--andthe car stops,SLAMMINGinto athick branch just above him.

Grant looks up,eyeball to eyeball with the front grill.

Thenew branch starts to CREAK.

Grant and Timbasically falldown therest of the tree, the car BASHINGits way throughright behind them.They jump thelast six or seven feet andhit the ground,hard.

Grant grabs Timandrolls withhim,to the side, just as the car SMASHES into the earth,nose first,standingupright that way.

They look upinrelief,but the damn thing's stillheadingfor them,now tippingover, fallingstraight at them,andthere's no way they have time to get out of the way this time,so Grant justballs himself up on top of Timto try toprotect himand--

--CRASH!The jeep falls on top of them.Grant, amazingly unhurt,looksup confused.

They're inside the jeep again,savedby the hole sunroof.

LEXis stillinthe culvert,terrified,slowlyBANGINGher head against the wall.

GRANT is at themouthof the culvert,carefully studyingthe rinky-dink map of thepark hepickedup duringthe slide show.

GRANT

Okay--okay--

He's tryingtoget hisbearings from the crude,cartoon-like drawingonthemap,but it's tough.

Helooks up,pickingadirection,andshoves themapinhis pocket decisively.

Helooks back inat Lex.

GRANT (cont'd)

Lex, you're going tohave to get out of there.

(he walks towards her)

Hidingisn't arationalsolution;wehave toimprove our situation.

She doesn't move.Grant looks at Tim.

GRANT (cont'd)

Tim's out here.

(Grant picks Timup)

He's okay.

Stillnothing.Grant tries anew tact.

‘Course youcould just wait in there while we goback andget help.

That's agoodidea.

GRANT

You'll probably be safe enough(alone)on your own--

TIM

I doubt it.

GRANT

Maybe--it's hard to say.

LEX

Liar!You saidyouwouldn't leave!

GRANT

I'm trying tousepsychology to get youout of the drain, youknow!

She just stares at himlikehe's nuts.Timshakeshisheadat Grant,asif to say"nice try."Grant calmshis tone.

GRANT (cont'd)

We can't goback the way we came.What wehaveis a free-range T-rex ontheroad.There's (there are) fences oneither side.If wemeet himbetweenhere and thelodge,we'd have problems.But what thismeans, what this means,is that this wholepaddock is empty. It's safe.

LEX

It's safe?

GRANT

It's safe.

LEX

It's safe.

GRANT

Go (and)that's the way we're goingto go.What do you Say?

LEX

Alright.

--0-- END-----

--0-- VERSION2-----

GRANT (cont'd)

Alright.We're just going to walk back home.Together.

We walks over toLex at the culvert andsits across fromher.

GRANT (cont'd)

But we can't walkback ontheroad.There are fences on either side.Andif wemeet theRex betweenhere and thelodge we'd --have problems.

Lex covers her ears.Grant tries to calmher.

GRANT

He's probably stakedout theroadas afeedingground, whichmeans this wholepaddockis empty.It's safe. It's safe,andthat's the way we're goingto go.What do yousay?

He's spokencalmly andconfidently, soLex crawls out of the culvert andstandsnext tohim.

GRANT

Goodgirl.

He kisses her hand andhelpsher crawl out of the culvert.

TimandLex nod,andhe starts off inthe directionhe indicated.They trailbehindhim.

GRANT (cont'd)

Mightbekindof slow,but it can't bemore than three or four miles.I'd hopedtherex finishedfeedingby now, but let'snot kidourselves.Did youknow a carnivore caneat up to 25% of its body weight in

(about)one sitting,so he's probably just ready tomove on to themaincoursebynow --

He stopsinthemiddle of the sentence,noticinghe's alone.He turns around.Now bothkidshave scampered all the wayback into the culvert,terrified.

MULDOON andELLIErace down thepark roadinanopen-topped jeep like the oneNedry took earlier.Neither of themspeak,they just stare aheadgrimly, wonderingwhat they're about to find.

MULDOON

There they are!

They round acorner andcome to the top of thehill,where the attack took place.The jeep skids to astop and they jump out.

Theroadisrutted,muddy mess.The cement block house is a pile of rubble.One of theExplorers is gone,the other stands untouched,bothdoors hanging open.

ELLIE

Oh,God.Where's the other car?

Sheruns to theExplorer.Muldoon follows,lookingaround.

AT THEEXPLORER,

Ellieleansinandlooks around.Nobody's there.She and Muldoonwalk towards the wreckage of the outhouse,callingout:

ELLIE(cont'd)

I think it's aheadof us.

MULDOON

It couldbe anywhere.Withthe fences out,it cangoin andout of any paddock it likes.

They hearaMOANING sound fromsomewhere inthe wreckage of the restroombuilding.They rushover toit.

IANMALCOLM lies onhisback,semiconscious amongthe twisted woodandcement.

MULDOON

It'sMalcolm!

He shineshislight alongthelengthof Malcolm's body.His shirt is soakedwithblood,but his right legis even worse off.The right ankleit bent outwardat astrange angle fromhisleg,the

trousers flattened,soakedwithblood.

Malcolm's belt hasbeen twistedaroundhis thigh.

ELLIE

He's put atourniquet on.Ian!Ian!

MalcolmGROANS as she toucheshim,groggy.

MALCOLM

Remindme to talk John for alovely weekend.

The T-rex ROARS again.But closer now.EllieandMuldoonlook at eachother.

ELLIE

Canwe chancemovinghim?

MALCOLM

Please --chanceit.

MuldoonlaysMalcolm as carefully aspossiblein the back of the jeep.

MALCOLM

Where are thekids?

Ellielooks around.

ELLIE

Lex!Tim!

She turns andlooksback at the emptyroad.She's on the verge of tears,but is fighting themback.

MULDOON

Dr. Sattler, I've seenalot of animalattacks.People just disappear.Noblood,no trace.That's the way it happens.

ELLIE

No,no,no!

She walks to the edge of theroad,her eyes following the deep ruts theExplorer made whenit went over the edge.Muldoongetsready toleave.

MULDOON

Ellie,comone!!

ELLIE

The other car!

ELLIE's andMULDOON's flashlight beams spraylight by thebase of the tree.

MULDOON

Dr. Grant!

ELLIE

Alan!

They find the wreckedExplorer.Muldoonpeersinside,looking for anything.

ELLIE

Do yousee anything?

MULDOON

I don't know.

The T-rex ROARS again,closer still

Ellienervously goes to the other side of the car andlooksin.

ELLIE

Alan?!

MULDOON

They're not here.

Ellie desperately searches the ground for any signs of Grant. She finds their footprints.

ELLIE(O.S.)

Thank God.

MALCOLM,laidout intheback of the jeep,feels something strange.Helooks down, at the one of the T-rex footprints in the road.It's filledwithwater.

The water inthepuddle vibratesrhythmically.

Malcolm's eyes widen.He looks around, frantically.

MALCOLM

Uh --anybody?Anybodyhear that?

ELLIEis stilllookingaround, toMULDOON's chagrin.Her flashlight falls on three sets of footprintsinthemud.

ELLIE

Look!

Wit her flashlight,she follows the trail the footprintsmade. They leadinto the jungle anddisappear.

MALCOLM's staring,wide-eyed,at theringsin the water, which are gettingbigger now.

MALCOLM

It's a--animpact tremor is what it is,it,uh--

BOOM. BOOM.

MALCOLM (cont'd)

I'm fairly alarmedhere!

ELLIE andMALCOLM comeup over the embankment,excited.

MALCOLM

Gottamove,gottaget out of here.Let's go - we gotta go,we gottaget out of here,right now!Go,go!Let'shurry,let's get out of here!

They stop talking.TheBOOMINGislouder now, andfaster.Much faster.They lookback,over their shoulders.

ELLIE

Oh.

Ellie andMuldoonget into the jeep,Muldoonin the driver's seat.

MALCOLM

Movenow! Let's go,let's go,right now,right now!

The tyrannosaur SMASHESout of the jungle foliage,bursts onto theroad,andruns straight at them,movingat least thirtymiles an hour.

MALCOLM

GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGO!

Muldoon fumbles for thekeys, turns the jeep over, andSLAMSit into gear.He drops the clutch,hits the gas,and tears ass out of there.

But the jeepis slow to work through the first few gears. Terrified,Ellie dares tolook down, to the side viewmirror, which tellsher "Objects Are Closer Than They Appear."

Andthey sure are.The T-rex is stillgainingonthe slowly accelerating jeep.All three of them stare back at therex in terror -

ELLIE

Faster, faster!

MALCOLM

Must go faster, it's gettingcloser -must go faster!

ELLIE

Faster!Shit,shit,shit, faster!

MALCOLM

Must go faster, go,go.Openit up,5thgear, 5thgear! Here it comes!Standonit!Fifth- standonit,5th gear, go!

--whichmeans they don't see thehalf-fallen treebranchright infront of them,blockingthepathof theroad.Muldoonlooksback first,SHOUTS--

MULDOON

DOWN!

-- they allduck.

The windshieldhits thebranchandSHATTERS as the jeep flies ahead,really pickingup speednow.

The T-rex justrunsright through thebranch,SMASHINGit entirely.

They're bouncedaroundpretty badly.Malcolmisknockedinto the front, andinso doingknocks the gear shift intoneutral.The engineRACES, the T-rex closesinagain--

Losinggroundnow, the dinosaur makes afinallunge for the jeep andCRUNCHES into theleft rear quarter panel--

ELLIE

Faster, faster!

--but MuldoonSLAMSit back into gear andgunsit.The T-rex givesup,fadinginto the distance.

They driveinsilence forafew moments,allscaredout of their wits.

MALCOLM

Think they'llhave that onthe tour?

GRANT, LEX,and TIMmake their way through Jurassic Park.Far inthe distance, there's another ROAR.Grant hearsit,but triesnot to showit.

LEX

Hear that?

(or)

Are youhearingthis?

GRANT

No,Ididn't hear anything.

(or)

No,we're okay.

They keep walking,but now Grant islookingaround for asafe place tohide.Helooks up, to the towering trees around them.

GRANT (cont'd)

You (guys)bothlook pretty tired.I think

(or)

why don't we find

(or)

we ought to findsomeplace torest.

Hehears another ROAR

GRANT (cont'd)

Like about now.C'mon!Hurryup!Like this tree.

LEX

Why are wehurryingif there's nothingwrong?

TIM

What if we fall?Ihate trees.

LEX, TIM,andGRANT climb.Grant isbehind,watchingthe other two,giving themapushup whenthey needit.

TIM

Ihate trees!

LEX

They don't bother me.

TIM

Yeah, you weren't in that last one.

Now, near the top of the tree, the three of themsit there, danglingtheir legs,lookingout over thepark.

It's anincredible view.They canseeinalldirections.And withthe fullmoon, there's alot of detail.

Most strikingof allare dozens of sauropodheads,at the endof longnecks, that tower over thepark.

TIM(cont'd)

Hey!Those are brontosauruses --Imean, those are brachiosauruses.

GRANT

It's okay to call thembrontosaurs, Tim.It's agreat name.It'saromantic name.It means"thunder lizard".

"Thunder lizard!"

Grant finds asolidweb of branch andsettles himself init, leaningback against the trunk of the tree, with alittleroom on either side of him.Lex nestlesupnext tohimonthebranch.Grant is surprised,but acceptsit.

Timclimbs off to the side,to anook inthebranch of his own. Silent ofamoment,the three canhear theHOOTS of the animals as they call.Some are almost musical.

GRANT

Listento that!They're singing!

(hemoves over to ahigher branch)

Of courseno one's ever heard one from adinosaur before,but --I couldswear that soundssuspiciously tome like amatingcall(tome).Inanall-female environment --

(or)

On anall-girlisland?

He smiles,enchanted.HeHOOTS himself, tryingtoimitate one of the calls.Immediately, five or six of theheads turnin their direction andHOOT back.

LEX

No,no,sh,sh,sh--stop!Stop!Stop!Don't let the monsters come over here!

LEX

They're not monsters,Lex. They're just animals.And these areherbivores.

TIM

That means they only eat vegetables.But for you,I think they'dmake anexception.

GRANT

Tim, Tim,Tim....

LEX

Oh,Ihate the other kind.

GRANT

They're just doingwhat they do.

(or)

Well the other kind--

(he gets off thebranchandgoesback to sit with thekids)

-- just do what they do.

LEX

Dorkatops!

TIM

Straight-A brainiac!

GRANT

Couldyouguyspossibly cool that for a--

Satisfied, Timsettlesinfor thenight.Grant shifts too, gettingcomfortable,but somethinginhispocketpincheshim.He winces anddigsit out.It's the velociraptor clawheunearthedso longagoinMontana

Yesterday, actually.He looks at it, thinkingamillion thoughts,staringat this thingthat usedtobe sopriceless.

LEX

What are yougonnadonow if youdon't have to digof dinosaur bones anymore?

GRANT

I guess we'll just have to evolve too.

TIM

What do youcallablinddinosaur?

GRANT

Idon't know.What do youcallablinddinosaur?

TIM

A Do-you-think-he-saurus.What do youcallablind

dinosaur's dog?

GRANT

Yougotme.

TIM

A Do-you-think-he-saurusRex.

Grant laughs.Bothkids finally close their eyes,but after a moment,Lex popshers openagain.

LEX

What if the dinosaur comesback while we're allasleep?

GRANT

I'llstay awake.

Allnight?

GRANT

Allnight.

Grant lets the claw fall to the ground.

93 OMITTED

ELLIE comesinto the darkenedrestaurant, following the source of the flickeringlight.A candleburns at atableinthe corner.

JOHNHAMMOND sits at the table,alone.Thereis abucket of ice creaminthemiddle,andhe's eatingadishof it,staringdown morosely.

Ellie draws up to the table andHammondlooks up at her.His eyes arepuffy,hishair ismessedup-- for the first time we've seen him,the fireis gone fromhis eyes.

HAMMOND

They were allmelting.

(or)

It was allmelting.

Ellie just nods.

ELLIE

Malcolm's okay for now.I gavehimashot of morphine.

HAMMOND

They'llallbe fine.Whobetter to get the children through Jurassic Park thanadinosaur expert?

Ellienods.Another pause.Hammondbreaks it again.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Youknow the first attractionIever built whenIcame down south fromScotland?Was aFleaCircus,Petticoat Lane.Really quite wonderful.We hadawee trapeze, a roundabout --amerry-go-- what youcallit?

ELLIE

Carousel.

HAMMOND

A carousel--anda seesaw.They allmoved,motorized of course,butpeople wouldswear they couldsee the fleas."Isee the fleas,mummy!Can't yousee the fleas?"Clown fleas,highwire fleas,fleas onparade...

(he trails off)

Ellie just looks at him,not sure what his stateis.He goes on.

HAMMOND

But with thisplace,I--I wanted to give(show) them somethingreal,something that wasn't anillusion, somethingthey couldsee and(feel)touch.Anaim devoid of (without)merit.

ELLIE

But youcan't think through this one.Youhave to feel it.

HAMMOND

You're absolutelyright.Yes, you're right.Hiring Nedry was amistake,that's obvious.We're over- dependent onautomation,I cansee that now.But that's allcorrectable for thenext time around.

ELLIE

John, John.John,you're stillbuildingonto thatFlea Circus, that illusion.Andnow you're addingontoit by what you're doinghere.That's theillusion.

HAMMOND

(When)Once wehave controlagainwe--

ELLIE

Control?!Younever hadcontrol!I was overwhelmedby thepower of thisplace.So Imade amistake too.I

didn't have enoughrespect for that power, andit's out now.You're sittinghere tryingtopick up thepieces. John,there's nothingworthpickingup.The only thing that mattersnow are thepeople welove.Alan,Lex,and Tim.And John,they're out there wherepeople are dying --people are dying,youknow?

Thereisalongpause.Hammondavoidsher gaze.Elliereaches out and takes aspoon out of one of thebuckets of ice cream, andlicks it.Finally:

ELLIE(cont'd)

It's good.

Helooks up at her, andhis faceis different, as theunhappy irony of whathe's about to say finallyhitshome.

HAMMOND

Sparedno expense.

95 OMITTED

The suncomesup over Jurassic Park.The danger of thenight before is overcome by the sheer beauty of theplace--it really is like the SerengetiPlain.

Over at the edge of agreat openfield,ahuge treemarks the border between the openarea and the thick of the jungle.

UP IN THE TREE,

GRANT, TIM,andLEX are asleepinthebranches of the tree,both kidsnow curledupunder Grant's arms.

A heavy shadow falls over allthree of them,blockingout the sunentirely.Grant awakens,only alittlebit asleep,as --

--a brachiosaur'sheadpushesinto the tree branches,right up beside them.It hesitates there forasecond,seemingly staringat them.Grant just watches asit opensitsmouth very wide andCHOMPS downon abranch over their heads.

Thekids awakenwithastart.Timpoints,Lex opensher mouth to scream,but nothingcomes out.Then--

LEX

Go away!

GRANT

(quietly)

It's okay!It's okay!It's abrachiosaur!

TIM

Veggiesaurus,Lex, Veggiesaurus!

ButLex isn't takingany chances andscramblesback,away from itsmouth.TimandGrant come together on thebranch, just staringat the dinosaur inwonder asit eatsitsbreakfast.

Grant gets another branch.

Timscampersup,tryingto get thebrachiosaur's attention.

TIM(cont'd)

Come here,boy --Imeangirl.

(he trieswhistling)

Grant moves forward and tries to feed thebrachiosaur.The animal gets the endof thebranch andstarts a tug-of-war withGrant.

Timtries tohelphim-- they reallybegintohave agoodtime withthebrachiosaur.

HONK! Thebrachiosaur makes aloudhonkingnoise,startling Grant and thekids.

GRANT

Take abite,take abite.I'mnot lettinggo.

TIM

It's so strong!Look at itsnose.

(he grabs onto thebranch)

Needhelp?

Timreaches out,pettingthe dinosaur'sheadwhileit chews.

TIM(cont'd)

That's agirl.Hey Lex, youcan touchit.It's agirl, just like you.Come on,it's okay.Lex,come onand touchit.It likes you.It's gottalike you.Come on Lex.Lex,come over andtouch --it's agirl,ithas tolike you.Lex,why don't you touchit.It has to like you.It's agirl.

GRANT

Come on, try some.Take abite.

TIM

It's goodprotein.Come on,Lex.Why don't youtouch it?Look at hisnose.

GRANT

This isaseventy-seven tonanimal.Come onover, Lex! Just think of it as abigcow.Look at it's teeth?

(hemoves incloser)

Come here,girl.Thisisaseventy-seven tonanimal. Just think of it as abigcow!

Grant maneuversincloser.Hereaches out andgrabsholdof the thing's lip withbothhands andpullsit down,revealing the jaw at work.

LEX

Ilike cows.

GRANT

You're abeautifulbiganimal.

TIM

Hisnoseisrunning.It lookslikeithas acold.

The dinosaur keeps chewing,not objecting to theinspection.

TIM

Did yousmell that?

Lex tentatively edges forwardin the tree to the inspection.

LEX

Come ongirl,up here.

Shebarely touches the thingon the tip of its nose --

--andit SNEEZES.It's avast explosion,andLex fallsback, drippingwet fromheadto toe.

TIM

Godbless you!

96A OMITTED

97 ON THEGROUND,

Lex,her shirt is soaked,and face allwet,walks away from the tree.TimandGrant follow.

TIM

Oh,great.Now she'llnever try anythingnew!

Lex is embarrassed and tickedoff.

TIM(cont'd)

She'll just sit inher room andnever come out andplay

withher computer --

I'm ahacker!

TIM

That's what I said!You're anerd!They don't callyou peoplehackers anymore -- they callyoupeoplenerds!

TimandLex continue talking,oblivious to Grant, whohas stoppedby atree root trunk.

TIM

HeyLex,ahhhchooo!

(or)

HeyLex,comhere.

LEX

What?

TIM

Hey Lex, you forgot to say gazundheit.

Grant is stillcrouching onthe groundbelow the tree where he landed,staringat somethingin thepalm of his hand.They bothcome andlook over his shoulder, curious.They stare inamazement --

--at a whole clutchof dinosaur eggs!Allhatched,now empty. Grant picksup one of the fragments,alarge one-nearlyhalf anegg.

GRANT

Youknow what thisis?It's adinosaur egg.The dinosaurs arebreeding.

But --my grandpasaidallthe dinosaurs were girls.

GRANT

AmphibianDNA.

LEX

What's that?

GRANT

Well, on the tour -- the filmsaid they used frogDNA to fillinthe gene sequence gaps.They mutatedthe dinosaur's genetic code andblendedit with that of frogs.Now, some West Africanfrogshavebeenknown to spontaneously change sex frommale to female,ina single sex environment.Malcolmwasright!Look,life

founda way!

Themood intheroomishopeless.MALCOLM,his woundsbandaged, but inrealpain,hangs aroundwithELLIE andMULDOON,hopingfor some development whileRAY ARNOLDis stillat the computer terminaland lookingamess,he doggedly sorts through the computer system's lines of code.One.By one.By one.They BLIPby, reflectedinhis glasses.He turns andstares up at HAMMOND withalook of absolute incredulity onhis face.

ARNOLD

No,no,no, that's crazy, you're out of your mind,he's absolutely out of hismind--

ELLIE

Waitaminute.What exactly does thismean?

Hammond turns toher, the twinkleback inhis eye.

HAMMOND

We're talking,my dear, about acalculatedrisk,which is the only optionleft tous.We willnever find the commandNEDRY used.He coveredhis tracks far too well, andI think it's obvioushe's not comingback.So shuttingdown the system --

ARNOLD

I willnot doit.You'llhave to get somebody else, because Iwillnot.

HAMMOND

--shuttingdown the systemis the only way to guarantee wipingout everythinghe did.IfI understand correctly, all the systemwillcomeback on their originalstart-upmodes correct?

ARNOLD

Theoretically, yeah(yes),but we'venever shut down the whole system.It may not comeback at all.

ELLIE

But wouldwe get thephonesback?

ARNOLD

Yeah, again,intheory,but --

What about the lysine contingency?We couldput that into effect!

ELLIE

What's that?

HAMMOND

It's absolutely out of the question.

Hammond walks away from the group.

ARNOLD

Thelysine contingency -it'sintended toprevent the spreadof the animalsis case they ever got off the island,but we coulduseit now.Dr. Wuinsertedagene that makes asingle faulty enzymeinproteinmetabolism. Animals can't manufacture the amino acidlysine.Unless they're continually suppliedwithlysineby us,they'll gointoacomaanddie.

ELLIE

How wouldwe cut off thelysine?

ARNOLD

No trick toit.Just stoprunningtheprogram.Leaving themunattended.

Malcolmspeaksup.

MALCOLM

How soonbefore they become comatose?

ARNOLD

It wouldbe totallypainless--they'd just slipinto unconsciousness andthey die.

MALCOLM

How longbefore they slipintounconsciousness?

ARNOLD

About --sevendays,more or less.

ELLIE

Sevendays?!Sevendays?!Oh,great.Ohgood-- clever.

MALCOLM

That'll-it'dbe afirst;mananddinosaur alldie together.John's plan.

(heraises ahand)

Hammond finallyloseshis cool.HeBELLOWS, summoningevery ounce of authority at his command.And that's quite abit.

HAMMOND

PEOPLE AREDYING!

Thereisamoment inwhichno one dares to speak.Hammond regainshimself.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Willyouplease shut down the system.

Arnoldswallows andgets tohis feet.

ARNOLD

You askedfor it --

He walks slowly across theroom to aredmetalbox onthe wall. He takes akey fromhis belt,unlocks the door, andopens it.

Thereis arow of four switchesinside.He flips themoff,one by one,leavingonly asinglelever left.

Hishandhovers over it...andhe flips thelever.

ARNOLD (cont'd)

--andyougot it.

Everymonitor, every terminal,every fluorescent light shuts out.plungingthemintonear-darkness.

They just sit ineerie stillness foramoment.

How longwillthis take?

ARNOLD

‘Bout thirty seconds.

They wait,intense silence.Hammondadjusts the wiltingsilk handkerchief inhis breast pocket.HenoticesMalcolmstaringat him, his eyes fullof disapproval.

HAMMOND

I think perhapsI'll just sit down.I don't suppose you think allthat muchof menow, do you?

MALCOLM

You're allright, John You're okay.It's just youdon't haveintelligence.Youhave"thinktelligence."You think narrowly andcallit "beingfocused."You don't see the consequences.You're very goodat solving problems,at gettinganswers --but you just don't know theright questions.

ELLIE

Ian- -

Malcolmlooks at her.

MALCOLM

Yes?

ELLIE

--shut up.

MALCOLM

Yes.

(toHammond)

It'snot acriticism,by the way.

Finally, Arnoldturnsback to thebox.He flips therow of safety switchesback again, thenhesitates by themainswitch.

ARNOLD

Holdon to your butts.

He throws it.Andnothinghappens.Thereis averylongpause.

MALCOLM

It'snot working.

ARNOLD

Uh --

MULDOON

Listen,whichof youknows how tohandle agun?

Arnold,who can't quiteunderstand this,races over to themain monitor

HAH! It's okay!It's okay!Look!See that?!LOOK!

They stare at themonitor, which glows witha faint amber light, the onlymechanicalthingintheroom that's on.Theleft handcorner of the screen displays two words--

/systemready.

Arnoldlooks at them,his face triumphant.

ARNOLD (cont'd)

It's on!It worked!

HAMMOND

That will teachyouto trust Grandpa.

MALCOLM

Wait aminute?What do youmean"worked"?Everything is still off!

ARNOLD

The shutdownmust have trippedthe circuit breakers. Allwehave to dois turnthemback on,reboot afew systemsinhere -- thephones,security doors,half a dozenothers --but it worked!Systemready!

MULDOON

Where are thebreakers?

ARNOLD

Out in themaintenance shed.Other side of the compound.I'llgo out there.Threeminutes,andI can have thepower back onin the entire park.

HAMMOND

Just tobe safe,I'd like tohave everybody in the emergency bunker untilMr. Arnoldreturns,andthe whole systemis back onits feet again.

A99 EXT COMPOUND DAY

MULDOON andELLIE carry aGerryriggedstretcher withMALCOLMon it downanarrow pathinthe compound.HAMMONDis withthem.

GRANT, TIM,andLEX walk through thepark grounds,heading across arelatively openarea.Grant consults themap.

TIM& LEX

I'm tired,andI'mhungry.WhenIgetback I'm gonna havepeanuts and...etc.

GRANT

The visitor's center shouldbe just about amilebeyond that rise.If wekeep--

The ANIMAL CRY they heardearlier is closer now, louder, and repeatedby many more animals.Grant looks up.

GRANT (cont'd)

What is that?Canyoutellme what they are?

TIM

Gallimimus.

He turns around, to face the direction the soundis comingfrom. He squints.The ANIMAL CRY aremuchlouder now, accompaniedby alow rumble.

TIM(cont'd)

Here -- they're flocking this way.

Grant takes a few steps forward.As he watches,he canmake out shapesin the distance.

Dinosaurs.Dozens of them.Allat once,he figures it out.

GRANT

STAMPEDE!

And that's exactly what it is,astampede of at least forty dinosaurs,Gallimimusby name.Lex isready to get out of there,but Grant and Timhesitate,staring.

The dinosaurskick up a flock of birds,whichstartles them,and they callchange directionat once,the same way.

GRANT (cont'd)

Look at the wheeling--theuniformdirectionchange! Like aflock of birds evadingapredator!

Sure enough, they hear aROAR, the very familiar roar -- --of Tyrannosaurus rex.

GRANT

Oh,shit.

Grant and thekids whirlat the sound,but can't placeit,as it seems to come fromallaround them.They look back towards the stampede.Theherd spontaneously changes direction again,andnow they're headedstraight at them.

The three of them take off,across themeadow, toward the relative cover of the jungle.It's areal footrace,but theherdis far faster, andGrant knows they're not goingtomakeit.

They jump over ahugeroot network.There's aspaceunder it to hide,andGrant stops thekids,shoves themunderneath, then follows them.They cover their heads as theherd THUNDERSover theroots.

Chunks of everything fly everywhere as theherdplows overhead, their clawed feet striking the roots dangerously close to Grant and the kids.

Finally, they pass.Grant peersup,over the toproot.Helooks toward the trees,whichtheherdisnowrunningalongside.

A ROAR comes fromsomewhere withinthe trees.

Grant scans the trees,looking for any signof the T-rex --

--and thenit bursts out,aheadof theherd, cutting themoff, throwing theminto disarray, scatteringthemeverywhere.

They allstare as therex kicksit into overdrive,runs downone of the Gallimimus,andsinks its teethintoits neck.

The T-rex makes thekillinacloudof dust anddebris.

TimandGrant half rise to their feet,staringinwonder.

LEX

Iwannago- -now!

But Grant and Timare transfixed, watchingthe T-rex.

GRANT

Watchhow it eats!

LEX

Please!

GRANT

Bet you'llnever look at birds the same way again!

Timnodsinfascination.The T-rex pausesin themiddle of its mealandROARS.

LEX

Let's go!

GRANT

Okay.Keeplow.Follow me.

She turns and takes off,runningas fast as she can,across the openplain.TimandGrant tear themselves away andfollowher.

TIM

Look at allit's blood!

THRU OMITTED

ELLIEpacesimpatiently.She comes down the stairs.

ELLIE

Something's happened.Somethingwent wrong.

MULDOON paces too.HAMMOND andMALCOLM are also crammedin the undergroundbunker.Malcolmlays ona table,whileHammondtries to tendtohis wounds.

Hammond speaks,stillfeelingthe obligationof thehost.

HAMMOND

This is just adelay, that's all this is.Allmajor themeparks have haddelays.When they opened Disneylandin1956,nothingworked,nothing.

ELLIE

John....

MALCOLM

But, John.Butif thePirates of the Caribbeanbreaks down, thepirates don't eat the tourists.

Another pause.Morepacing.

ELLIE

Ican't wait anymore.Somethingwent wrong.I'm going to go get thepower back on.

MULDOON

You can't just stroll down theroad, youknow.

HAMMOND

Bob,let'snot be toohasty.He's onlybeengone--

(helooks at his watch)

Muldoon walks over to asteelcabinet.Ellie joins him.

MULDOON

I'm goingwithyou.

ELLIE

Okay.

MuldoonCLANGS open asteelcabinet,revealing animpressive array of weaponryinside.Heremoves ashotgunandwhat lookslike a smallrocket launcher.He shoves ashellinto thebarrelof therocket launcher, whichacceptsit withafaint electronic SIZZLE.

Hammond searches out the set of blueprints,gets themout of the file cabinet andspreads themout on top of Malcolmalmost crushinghis leg.

HAMMOND

Sorry.

Ellie andMuldoon joinHammond.

HAMMOND (cont'd)

Thisisn't like switchingonthekitchenlight,but I think Icanfollow this andtalk youthroughit.

Hammond signals withalook.

ELLIE

Talk.

(or)

Right.

(or) (nothing)

Ellie gets acouple of walkie-talkies from the shelf andshoves theminher belt.

ELLIE(cont'd)

Okay.

HAMMOND

But youknow, Ishouldreallybe the one going(to go).

ELLIE

Why?

HAMMOND

Well,because you're a--I'ma--

ELLIE

Look.

MULDOON

Come on,let's go.

ELLIE

We'll discuss sexisminsurvivalsituations whenI get back.

(shebacks towards the door)

You just takeme through this stepby step.I'm on

channel two.

GRANT, TIM,andLEX scrambles through the jungle,completely out of breath,exhausted.They arrive at thebase of thebigelectrical fence that surrounds themaincompound.

Grant looks up at the fence.It must be over twenty feet high.

GRANT

It's abit of aclimb.You guys think youcanmakeit?

TIM

Nope.

LEX

Way toohigh.

Grant grabs astick andclimbs up on the ledge.He looks at the warninglight onthe fence.It's out.Hepokes the wire with astick. No sparks fly

GRANT

Well,Iguess thatmeans thepower's off.

Stillnot trustingthe fence,he tapsit withhis foot.He moves inslowly andlaysbothhands onacable andcloses his fingers aroundit.

Grant's body shakes!HeSCREAMS.Thekids SCREAM!He stops, and turns around slowly...and smiles wickedly.

LEX

That's not funny.

TIM

That was great!

Far in the distance,the T-rex ROARS.Without asecond's delay, bothkidsleap to their feet.

ELLIE andMULDOONstep out of thebunker.

Themaincompoundfeels different now --it belongsmore to the jungle thanto civilization.Muldoonhas thebigguninhishands.

Okay, I'm onchannel two.

MULDOON

Stick tomyheels.

They start down thepath,movingquickly.

MULDOON andELLIE emerge fromonepathandcomeinto aslightly more openarea.Thehugeraptor penstands silently, surroundedand penetratedby jungle, the abandonedgoon towardloomingover it like a hauntedhouse.

Muldoonslows down,Ellierightnext tohim.They notice ahole in the fence that surrounds theraptor pen.

Themetalis twisted,as if gnawed, the holeis large enough for ananimalto slip through.

ELLIE

Oh my God.Aw, God.

MULDOON

The shutdownmust have turnedoff all the fences. Goddamnit!EvenNedryknew better thantomess withthe raptor fence.

He squatsnear thehole,lookingat the ground.He sees three sets of footprints.He follows them withhis eyes.They headoff in different directions,but allinthe jungle foliage oneither side of them.

MULDOON

C'mon on,this way.

ELLIE

I cansee the shed fromhere!We canmakeit if werun!

Muldoon walks slowly, as if he heard something.

MULDOON

No.We can't.

ELLIE

Why not?

MULDOON

Because we're beinghunted.From thebushes straight ahead.

Ellie turns,very slowly, to face thebushes.At first,she doesn't see anything,but thenthere's somethingvery faint,like a shiftingof thelight,andashadow seems tomovein thebush,RUSTLING theleaves.

MULDOON

It's allright.

ELLIE

Likehellit is!

Muldoonraises his weaponslowly tohis shoulder.

MULDOON

Run,towards the shed.I've got her.

Elliebacks up,down thepath,slowly.Muldoon follows behind her, keepinghis gun trainedinthebushes.The shadowinthebushes moves too,at anevenpace withthem.

MULDOON

Go!

Ellie,startled,turns andfalls over alog.She quickly stands andstarts torun towards the shed.Muldoonwalks slowlyinto the bushes.

ON THEPATH,

Ellieruns as fast as shepossibly can-- arealbroken field sprint,hoppingover branches, flyingacross the openareaat top speed.Over alog--SPLASH!,she hits awater puddle.She comes to another logobstacle--she grabs atree andswings over it.

Shenears themaintenance shed,anddoesn't look back.She reaches the door, blasts throughit,andSLAMSit behindher.

A handcomes into the foreground and takes a firmgrip onone of the tight fence cables.Another hand follows it, thena third.

GRANT, TIM,andLEX climb over the fence,pullingthemselvesup by the tensionwires,crawlingright past a"DANGER!"signthat tells themthis fence ought tobe electrified.

MALCOLM andHAMMOND hover over acomplex diagramof the maintenance shedthat's spreadout infront of them.Hammondclutches theradio inhishand,almost praying toit.

Finally,it CRACKLES.

ELLIE(0.s.)

I'min.Mr. Arnold?Mr. Arnold?

ELLIEis at the doorway of themaintenance shed,breathinghard from fear, listeningtoHammond's VOICE on theradio

HAMMOND (o.s.)

Great.Good.Okay --aheadof youshouldbe ametal stairway.Go downit.

Ellie does,headinginto theroom,shiningthe flashlight ahead of her.Thereisamaze of pipes.ducts,andelectricalwork onboth sides of her.

ELLIE walks straight aheadfrom thebottomof themetalstairs.

HAMMOND (o.s.)

Right.After twenty or thirty feet,you'llcome to a T junction. Takealeft.

MALCOLM (o.s.)

John. just haveher follow themaincable--

HAMMOND (o.s.)

Iunderstandhow toreadaschematic.

Elliekeeps walking,nervous ashell.Shelooks around. Awfully dark downhere.

ELLIE

Goingdown the stairs...okay...damnit!Deadend!

HAMMOND (o.s.)

Wait aminute,wait aminute,there was aright back

there somewhere --

Ellie?!Look above you-- there shouldbe alarge bundle of cable andpipes allleadingin the same direction!Follow that!

Ellielooksup,finds thebunchof cables,andfollows it into a maincorridor.

Piping...okay... following thepiping.It goesback up the stairs andacross the stairs...following the stairs.

HAMMOND (o.s.)

Look for ametalgrate and that toit's longest direction.

(*ADDEDDIALOGUE,NOT RECORDED)

ELLIE

Mr. Arnold?He's not answeringme.Okay I'm onthe grating.

HAMMOND

Good!Keep going,now.The cable will terminateina big,gray box.

ELLIE

Okay, I'm following the tubing.I'm goingdowna passage way.Howlongdoes this stuff go for?Could youguys talk alittlebit tome?

(NOTE:DIALOGUE TOBE ADDED, WASN'T RECORDED --Steven SpielbergwantsMalcolm to say somethingfunny toEllie over the

radio;

she smiles)

Walking fast Ellie follows the tubing to the endof the corridor, where she sees just abox.

Okay--Isee the gray box.

Ellie goes through ameshgate andwalks towards the gray box.

ELLIE(cont'd)

It says"HighVoltage".

Shepushes the door openeven further, revealing a vast array of

breakers andswitches inside.

HAMMOND (o.s.)

Now,Ellie,youcan't just throw themainswitchby hand, youhave topumpup theprimer handle to give you acharge.It's alarge, flat,gray --

ELLIE

Iseeit!

109EXT JUNGLE DAY

GRANT and theKIDS swigover the topof the fence andstart their climb down.

ELLIEpumps the gray handle,whichis sluggish.Aboveit,a smallwhiteindicator CHINGS over the"discharged" to"charged".Ellie SLAMS the gray lever back intopositions.

ELLIE

It's charged,okay!

HAMMOND (o.s.)

Right (good)!Now, under the words "contact position" there's aroundgreenbuttonthat says"push to close!" Pushit!

Ellie does.The"contact position"light CHINGS over to "closed" andlights start to go onallover thepanel.

DidIdoit?Is thepower back on?

GRANT andLEX continue to climb down the fence.Timis having difficulty-- just ashe's about to take another step,heloseshis footingandalmost falls...but thenregains control andhangs on.

ELLIE watches as the columnof twelve whiteindicator lights flashonthe controlpanel.They are clearlylabeled,eachone for a different areaof thepark.

HAMMOND (o.s.)

Now Ellie,theredbuttons turnon theindividualpark systems.Switch themon.

AsElliepunches thebuttons,they light up...andour eyes go tonear the endof therow.

It'smarked"Perimeter Fence."

GRANT lets go,dropping thelast few feet to the ground.LEX does the same.

A warninglight begins to flash,comingback tolife.Grants eyes go wide.Helooksup at TIM,whoisstillfar up--near the top,in fact,hehas to come to acomplete stop.

ELLIEkeepspushing thebuttons.She's gettingcloser to the button for the fence.

TIM,terrified,has frozen whereheis.

GRANT

Tim--youhave tolet go!

ELLIE's stillpunchingthebuttons,now only ahalfadozenaway from the one for the fence,now five,now three--

GRANT andLEX arebotchscreamingat TIM

GRANT

C'mon Tim,move down,damnit!

LEX

Timmy!Thepower is comingdown,quick!

TIM

Ican't!I'm scared!

GRANT

Tim,you're gonnahave tolet go.I'm goingto count to three.

LEX

Jump, Timmy!It's toolate!

TIM

I'm afraidI amgonna fall!

GRANT

Go,go,go, jump!

TIM

You're crazy!I'mnot gonna jump!

GRANT

Tim, you're going to have tolet go of the fence.Tim! Get downright now.Get off the fence!Now!

LEX

Do ashe says!Thepower's comingback, Timmy!

GRANT

Timmy,let go!You're gonnahave tolet go!Count to three.I'llcatchyou.

LEX

Timmy!Do ashe says!Timmy!Do asDr. Grant says, quick!

TIM

Are youcrazy?What if youmiss?Ihateit uphere.

GRANT

Tim,I'mright here.Easy catch.Easy catch.Count to Three..

LEX

You're gonnaget electrocuted

(or)

electrified!Thepower's comingback!

TIM

Shut up!You're scaringme.Stop!You're scaringme.

GRANT

Shhhh.Tim,I'mright herebelow you.Easy catch. One, two, three.You count it yourself.One, two, three --

LEX

You're gonnaget electrocuted

(or)

electrified!

GRANT

It's ameasy catch,youlet --go-- youdo the counting,youcount it, Tim.One, two,three -- youdo allthe counting,okay?

LEX

Timmy,listentoDr. Grant!

GRANT

I'm comingup there Tim!I'm comingto get you!Lex, I've got to get him!

ELLIE finallypushes thebuttonfor the fences.It stops flashingandlightsup,abrilliant white.

119 OMITTED

The fenceHUMS asit awakens.GRANT andLEX are SCREAMING at TIM:

TIM

Okay, okay!I'm going to count to three.One, two, three....

Withalow, loudfrighteningBUZZ--

-- the fence comes alive.

POW! Timis cut off mid-sentence,andliterally thrown from the fence.He SLAMSinto Grant.They fallto the ground.Lexruns over to them.

GRANT

Tim,you're okay?You're okay?

GRANT notices alarger problem.

GRANT (cont'd)

He's not breathing.Tim?

ELLIE watches as thebanks of fluorescent lightsinthe maintenance shedcome on,oneby one.

Thelights are goingoninrows, comingcloser andcloser to her. Finally,her row comes on.She follows thelight andsees --

-- araptor, right there,behind the controlpanel!It SLASHES,takingalungingsweep at Ellie,but gets stuck,its feet and legs tangledinthemaze of pipes onthe floor.

This is our first goodlook at one of these things,andif it weren't so terrifying,we couldadmit that it trulyis athingof beauty.It's thebiggest of theraptors,intensely muscled, coordinatedashell,asmoothly designedpredator.

EllieSHOUTS andfallsback into thepipes onthe other side of the aisle.

Theraptor untanglesitself from thepipes andgives chase, just asEllieSLAMS themeshdoor closed.Theraptor BANGSagainst themesh door, Ellie falls to the ground.

Sheholds onby kickingthe door shut as theraptor continues to pushhimself through the door.Ellieis able toget the door closed. She stands,but then fallsback onto one of the walls.

A deadarm falls ontoher shoulder.RAY ARNOLDis there,or what's left of him,stuckinthe tangle of pipes.Elliemoves away, andhis armfalls to the ground.

She doesn't realize that shehasmovedright back near themesh wall--andtheraptor comes at her again.Ellie takes off runningas fast as she can,back the way she came.She drags the flashlight with her, runningover the deadarmand Arnold's legs.

She continues torun,her headset dangling, the flashlight draggingbehindher onits cord.

Shereaches the stairs andhits themhard, flyingup them.The raptor must beright behindher, she canhear the CLICKING andCLANGING asit scramblesup the stairs,but she doesn't look back.

Shereaches the top,throws open the door, hurlsherself outside

--andSLAMS the door behindher, just as theraptor'shead SNARLSat her fromnear the top of the stairs.Sheruns out the fence andcollapses.

A121 EXT JUNGLE DAY

TIMis stillunmoving.GRANT isperformingCPR,alternately compressing Timmy's chest fifteentimes,quickly, andbreathinginto hismouth twice.

LEXis freakingout.

Fifteencompressions.Two deepbreaths.

GRANT

C'mon, Tim.

Fifteencompressions.Two deepbreaths.

GRANT

TIMMY!

Fifteencompress--

TimGASPS andcomes to.

GRANT (cont'd)

Goodboy, Tim.Goodboy.

TIM

Three.(Two, three).

Bi21 EXT JUNGLE DAY

ROBERT MULDOONcreeps slowly through the jungle foliage, trackinghisprey.He ducks andwalks throughahollowlog,underneath afallentree, following theRUSTLINGsoundup aheadof him.

He cansee just a trace of theraptor's gray fleshasit movies behindthebushesup ahead,stayingcamouflagedenoughto denyhima decent shot.Thinkinghe's gotamoment,Muldoonextends theback handle of the gunandclicksit intoplace.Heprepares to take aim.

A snake slithers across atreebranch,past what lookslike the largeiris of aflower.

The flower blinks.

It's the eye of theraptor.Muldoon sees it.Heraises his gun.

Insteadof runningaway again, theraptor rises slowly out of thebrush, fullyrevealingitself toMuldoon,HISSING at him.

The corners of Muldoon's mouth twitchupinto asmile.He draws abeadon the animal.

His finger tenses onthe trigger. Suddenly,his smile vanishes, botheyes pop open,and aterrible thought sweeps across his face.His eyes flick to the side--

MULDOON

Clever girl.

--whichis where the attack comes from.WithaROAR,another raptor comesflashingout of nowhere andpounces onhim.The gun BLASTS,but wildly, andtheraptor's clawSLASHES throughMuldoon's midsection.

MuldoonSCREAMS and fallsback,theraptor lockedon top of him, all toothandclaw allof asudden.

As the secondraptor makes thekill,the first raptor strides slowly forward and watches approvingly.

It throws itsheadback andSNARLS.

GRANT, TIM,andLEX comeinto the desertedvisitor's center.A large signthat says"WhenDinosaursRuledtheEarth..."droops overhead.Grant now carries Tim,whois weakenedbut conscious.

GRANT

HELLO?!

But nobody answers.

GRANT, TIM,andLEX comeinto therestaurant.Grant carefully sets Timin achair at one of the tables.Lex across fromhim.

GRANT

Iam gonnahave to findthe others andget youtoa doctor.Will youlook after Tim,Lex?

Yes.

Grant nods.Helooks at Tim for asecond.

GRANT

Your hair's allstandingup.

He gentlyrearranges Tim's hair, whichis wild,allover this head.Timlooksup at himweakly andmanages asmile.Grant smiles back.

GRANT (cont'd)

Big Tim,thehumanpiece of toast.

Timlaughs.Grant pauses for asecond,as if debatingsomething

GRANT (cont'd)

Beback soon,guys.Ipromise.

Heleaves.As he goes across the lobby of the visitor's center andoutside,they canseehis silhouette,moving throughatranslucent mural that depicts dinosaurs in variousnatural settings.It's quiet for asecondasLex and Tim just look at eachother.

Timgoes across theroom, to anall-you-can-eat table on the other side,andquickly piles some foodona tray.Hebrings itsback to the table.

Lex digsin,munchingonveggies,grabbing foodwith twohands. Timenjoys his food, too.

Lex comes up witha spoonfulof lime Jell-O from aplastic dinosaur eggcup --but her hand freezes halfway toher mouth.

Timlooksup,andsees the expression onher face.She's staringover his shoulder, eyes wide,the Jell-O quiveringinher shakinghands.

TIM

What?

Timturns around.Behindhim,one of the silhouettes onthe muralis araptor, inahuntingpose.

While they stare, the silhouette of arealraptor moves out from behindit andcreeps forward,in thelobby of the visitor's center.

LEXpulls the shinymetaldoor shut as quietly as she can.It latches withadistinctive CLICK,but there's nolock.

Sheruns to apanelof lights switches andkills them all, plungingtheroominto semidarkness.Shehelps TIMdownanaisle and they hide at the end,behindacounter, breathinghard.

A raptor's headpopsinto view, visible through theround window

inthemiddle of therestaurant door.

It just looks foramoment,itsbreathsteamingup the window.

THROUGH THE WINDOW,

as the steamevaporates, theraptor cansee apart of Tim that isnot entirelyhiddenby the counter.

IN THEKITCHEN,

TIMandLEXremain frozeninfear as theraptor first SNIFFS at thebottomof the door, then THUMPSitshead against it.

But the door doesn't budge.

GRANT walks quickly down thenarrow path towards Hammond's compound,eyes darting from side to side,not exactly sure where he's going.From far off,hehears someone SHOUTING tohim.

He turns.He seesELLIE,standingoutside thebunker.She's wavingtohim,SHOUTINGsomethingtoo faint for himtohear.

He furrows hisbrow andwalks towards her.SheSHOUTSlouder. He walks faster.He's closer now, andhe can finallymake out where she's shouting.

ELLIE

Run!

Grant takes off running towards her, not evenlookingback.He racesup,andsherunsintohis arms.

ELLIE(cont'd)

Where are thekids?!

JOHNHAMMOND standsbetweenGRANT andELLIEinthebunker, watchingas Grant RACKS thebolts ona tengauge shotgun.

It's just the tworaptors,right?You're sure the third one's contained?

ELLIE

Yes, unless they figuredouthow to opendoors.

OUTSIDE THEDOOR TO THEKITCHEN,

theraptor stares downat the door handle,cockingitshead curiously.It SNARLS andbumps the door handle withitshead,but that doesn't do anything.

Itreaches out,toward thehandle,withone clawedhand.

IN THEKITCHEN,

TimandLex stare inshock as the door handle starts to turn.

The door opens.The first raptor standsin the doorway, draws itself up toits fullheight,andlooks around thekitchen.

Now, asecondraptor joinsitinthe doorway.They moveinto theroom,brushingagainst eachother.The first raptor SNAPSas the second,as if to say "keep your distance."

Now theraptors split,takingtwodifferent aisles.TimandLex crawlaway, Timawfully weak now, down athirdaisle,around the other side of the counter from theraptors,movinginthe opposite direction.

As TimandLexpass theraptors,one of theraptor's tails SMACK into somepots andpans,knocking themoff the counter.They fall on thekids,whomanage tokeep quiet.

Thekidskeepmoving as one of theraptors dips down,looking throughanopencabinet toinspect theracket.

TimandLex reach the endof the aisle androundacorner -- but Timmy's fallingbehindnow, andhe accidentallybrushes against somehangingkitchenutensils.

Bothraptors turn.One jumps onto the counter, knockingmore kitchenstuff to the floor.A ladle CLATTERS to astop,and the strange metallic sounds confuse theraptors foramoment.

But then theymove,in Tim's direction,SNIFFING,headingright for him.

Theraptor onthe floor is just about to turn the corner to where Timsits,exposed andexhausted,but both theraptors suddenly stop,hearingaCLICKINGsoundfrom the other endof the aisle.

It'sLex, TAPPING aspoononthe floor to distract them.The raptor on the counter jumps downandstarts cautiously towards Lex's noise,leaving Tim.

Lex sees asteelcabinetbehindher, its slidingdoor slidup andopen.She crawls inside,silently.

Timsees theraptors make the turntowards Lex,SMASHINGmore stuff aroundwiththeir tails.He turns andsees awalk-in freezer in the far wall,withapin-lockinghandle.

AsLex tries topull the overheaddoor to the cabinet shut,one of theraptors rounds acorner andseesher reflectiononashiny cabinet front.Lex tries frantically tolower the cabinet door, but it's stuck.

Timtakes a few deepbreathes,summons whatlittle strengthhe hasleft --

--andmakes abreak for the walk-in freezer.He's limping, dragginghimself,really movinglikeawoundedprey now, and--

-- the other raptor spotshim.Bothraptors gointo apre- attack crouch--

--and they pounce,one towards eachof thekids.

Lex tugs onthe cover, to the avail-- Tim's raptor charges after him, just openfloor spacebetween them--

--andLex's raptor THUDSinto ashiny surfacebearinghr reflection.It chasedthe wrongimage.It sags to the floor, semiconscious.

At the other endof the aisle,therealLex SCREAMSas the other raptor bears downon Tim.Timreaches the freezer, rips the door open, andfallsinside.The floor is coldandslick andhis feet goright out fromunder him.He sprawls across the floor, rolls out of the way

--and theraptor slips and falls into the freezer too,right past him.

Timdrags himself tohisfeet andout of the freezer.

Theraptor makes onelast lunge,right on Tim's heels,itsmouth wide open--

--but Lex SLAMS the door shut just as Timis clear.The raptor'sheadis caught for asecond,but it SNARLS,retreats, and Lex's gets the door shut all the way.

Theraptor ROARS andSCREAMSinside.Lex jams thepin through thehandle,lockingitin.

Now the other raptor staggers tois feet.Groggy,it SMASHES intostuff allover thekitchen.Lex throws her arms around Timagain for support andthey take off.

TIMandLEXhurry across therestaurant.They stareback over their shoulders as they run.They CRASHinto GRANT andELLIE.

LEX

It's in there!

ELLIE

Controlroom.

GRANT,ELLIE,andtheKIDSrace down the secondfloor corridor towards the controlroom,Grant helping Tim.

The door to the controlroomSMACKS open.GRANT, ELLIE,andthe KIDSburst in.Ellieheads straight for Nedry's computer terminal. Grant moves Timto the side,andraces back to the door tolock it.

LEX

We can call for help?!

ELLIE

We've got toreboot the systemfirst!

She sits at the computer andstudies the screen.It's flashing toher, dominatedby amaze-like grid.She studiesit,confused.

Oh,no!The door locks--Ellie!Boot up the door locks!Boot up the door locks!

POW!Somethinghits the door, hard, from the outside,thekids SCREAM,Grant hurlshisback against it --Grant loseshis gun.He struggles.Theraptor scratches hishead.

ELLIE

ALAN!

--andEllieleaps out of the chair andraces over to the door tohelphim.A raptor SNARLSandSNAPS,RAMMINGitself against the door, tryingto forceits wayinto the controlroom.It's allEllie andGrant cando toholdthe door against the onslaught,but it bucks against themviciously.

Ellie--get back andboot up the door locks!

ELLIE

You can't holdit by yourself!

GRANT

Ellie,get the gun!

(or)

Try toreach the gun!

ELLIE

I can't get it!

(or)

Ican't get it unlessImove!

OVER AT THECOMPUTER,

Lex slides quickly into the commandchair at Nedry's terminal. She stares at the screen foramoment --

LEX

ThisisaUnix system.Iknow this.It's the files for the wholepark.It's likeaphonebook--it tells you everything.

--andthenher fingers start to fly over thekeyboard.Tim watches,amazed,as the computer starts torespond toLex's commands.

LEX(cont'd)

I've got to findtheright file.Ohno,thisisn't right.Thismight beright,no thisisn't it.

TIM

C'mon,Lex!C'mon,Lex!Go,Lexie!

Reachinganother menu,Lex spots abox on the screen that reads “DOOR INTEGRITY."Shereaches out andtouchesit.The screenBEEPS-

LEX

Thereit is,Igotit!Thisisit,Ididit.Yes, yes!

-- and the door latchpanelBUZZES.Grant andEllieput everything they haveintoit andfinally the door SNICKSshut,locking theraptor outside.

GRANT

What works?

LEX

Phone security systems,everything works.You ask for it,wegotit!

131INT BUNKER DAY

A phoneRINGS.HAMMOND andMALCOLMlook at eachother, wide- eyed.Hammond lunges for it.

HAMMOND

Grant?!The childrenalright?

All the screensinthe controlroomhave come alivenow, and datais scrollingby at incredible speedas every remaining systemis thepark comesback online.ELLIEis at thekeyboard withLEX now, figuringthings out,andGRANT is onthephone.

GRANT

The childrenare fine.

HAMMOND is on thephone,MALCOLMis tryingtolisten.

HAMMOND

Thank God.

GRANT (0.s.)

Listen,thephones areback up!Call themainland! Tell themto sendthe damnhelicopters--

Suddenly Grant stops in themiddle of his sentence.A SCREAM cutsin, thenthree GUNSHOTS, fast,andahorrible CLUNKING as the phoneis dropped.

HAMMOND

Grant!GRANT!

But there's no answer.

Grant's riflelies on the floor, smoking,several spent shells alongsideit.The front window of the controlroomhas threehuge impact shatter patternsinthe glass,where the gunshotshit.

TIMgoesinto anopenpanelthrough the ceiling,andinto the crawlspace.LEX climbs theladder, followedby ELLIE andGRANT.

Grant looks over to the front window, scaredashell, just as-

--it SHATTERS inashower of glass andaraptor EXPLODESinto the controlroom.It lands onits feet onawork stationconsole, images fromwallprojectors fallingacross itshead.

Grant vaultshimself upinto the ceiling,andknocks theladder withhis feet.

Theraptor tiltsitsheadcuriously,lookingup at the swaying ceiling.

135 IN THECRAWL SPACE,

Grant,Ellie,andthekids dashacross the ceilingpanels, moving fast,but carefully, so as not tobreak through.

SMASH! Theraptor'sheadbursts throughapanelbehind them, leapingup at them,SNARLINGandSNAPPING.

It drops down again,and they keepmoving forward.But now it ERUPTS throughapanelright infront of them.They SCREAM,its teeth CLICK justinchesinfromof Ellie--

--but theraptor can't holditself up there, andit falls back to the floor of the controlroom.

Grant looks around frantically andspots anair duct afew yards away.

GRANT

Followme!

They move for it,but theraptor'sheadCRASHES through the ceilingagain,this timeright underneathLex.

She SCREAMS andisliftedup,on top of itshead,andpinned to the ceilingabove.

Grant SMASHEShit boot into the side of theraptor's head.The raptor SLAMS at him,latchingontohisboot for asecondbefore the raptor's ownweight pullsitback down.

Lex goes downwith theraptor, spinninginto theholeinthe ceiling,tumblingdown.Grant grabs her by the collar at thelast second,butLex dangles there,above theraptor.

The animalflips over ontoits feet andcrouches topounce just as Grant summonshis strength and jerksLex back into the ceiling.

Theraptor springs,but toolate.Grant andLex scramble over to the air duct and joinEllie and Timinsideit.

136 INTHE AIRDUCT,

Grant,Ellie,andthekids crawl through the air duct as fast at they can,the thinmetalBOOMING andcreasingaround them.They reach ametalgate that shows daylight beneath.Grant reaches out andpulls itup.

Through the gate,they cansee thelobby of the visitor's center below.They're directly above the skeletons of the dinosaurs, the T- rex andthe sauropodit's attacking.Theunfinishedskeletons are surroundedby scaffolding.

Grant andthe others climb down out of the air duct andonto a platformof the scaffoldingthat stands alongside the skeletons.They continue down to the secondplatform, then the third.They suddenly see--

A RAPTOR,standingto the sideby the second floor railing.

It'smuch too far to jump to thelobby floor, so Grant climbs gingerly onto thenearest skeleton,the toweringbrachiosaur.

They climb down as fast as they can.Grant helps Timdown,Lex andEllie follow.Ellie goes to the tail.Lexmoves to the front. Grant lands on themainbody in themiddle with Tim.And the raptor watches them.

Upinthe ceiling,the skeleton's anchor bolts GROANinthe plaster, starting topull free.But for now, they hold.

Theraptor flies out andlands on theback of themiddle section of the skeleton.SNAP!It CRACKS apart with the weight,sendingthe sections spinninginall different directions.

Grant and Tim twirlonthemiddle section.Timbegins to slide down.Grant tries toholdon tohim--but Timloseshis grip and falls to the groundright underneath the swinging,largemiddle section of the dinosaur skeleton.

Meanwhile,Lex spins onthe front section.She slips--and tries tokeep from fallingas shehangsby her legs.

The anchor boltsinthe ceilingRIP free,ZINGINGpast themlike bullets.The entirebrachiosaur skeletoncollapseslike ahouse of cards sendingEllie to the ground.She covers herself withher arms, tryingtoprotect her headfrom the shower of fallingbones.

Lex falls,landingonthe groundwithbones fallingontop of her.She SCREAMS.

Grant,aloneinthemiddle section,looksup andsees the cable about to SNAP--he falls!Thelarge sectionof the skeletoncomes careening down,headingstraight for Tim,wholays where he fellon the ground.It comes SMASHINGdown...with just enoughspace for himto besafe.

Theraptor tumbles to the floor inacascade of splintering bone.

It lands onits back a few yards away andstaggers foramoment, the windknockedout of it.

Grant landsinfront of Tim.He stands,andgoes to Tim.Lex sits up andsees theraptor regainits feet.She SCREAMS.

Ellie stands.Shenotices the shadows of the secondraptor, standingbehindthe visqueen.She stops deadinher tracks.Shebacks up towards Grant and Tim.

Theraptor comes out fromunder theplastic andlooks around. Grant gets Timout fromunder the skeleton.Lex joins them.They back away from theraptor, approaching from theleft side.Theyback up towards thelargerock inthemiddle of theroomholdingthe other skeleton.

Theraptor crouchintheir pre-attack stance--

The group is caught in the middle of the two approaching raptors.

Lexlooksback andSCREAMS.Grant andthe others continue to back up.They look up andsee --

- - TYRANNOSAURUSREX!It's massiveheaddescends down from above.A set of six-foot jaws clamp down on theraptor.Eighteen-inch teethsink intoits side,and thehelpless animalHOWLSinagony as it's liftedup,up,up off the floor of thelobby.

Grant and the others look upin stunnedamazement.They step back behind therock for safety andlook to the right.They see another raptor approaching.

The other raptor goesupin the air now, twenty feet off of the lobby floor, held fast in themouth of theRex.It stands in the entrance to thelobby in front of themassiveholeit rippedthrough the Visqueenwall.It shakesits enormousheadonce,BREAKING theneck of the velociraptor, thendrops it,dead,to the floor at its feet.

Grant,Ellie,andthekids skirt thebattleroyal onthelobby floor anddashof the door of the Visitor's Center.

The secondraptor turns from the humans andlunges at theRex's side,leapingtwelve feet into the air andrending theRex's fleshas it comes down,slashingit open withits six-inchclaw.

Therex BELLOWSinpain,andturns on theraptor, eyes raging, andstrikes, just once,quickly, as fast as theheadof aserpent.It catches theraptor by thick back end,buts one of its enormous feet down onit,and tears.

Itrips thelast velociraptor inhalf.

Therex whirls around-asit turns,itsheavy tail counterbalances,SNAPPING the other way, sweepingacross the lobby and SMASHINGright through the T-rex skeleton.

The skeletoncollapses inanexplosion of bones, falling to pieces around thelivingrex.

Therex standsmajesticallyin themiddle of thelobby, both skeletons swept away, SNAPPINGlikematchsticks as they settle around the animal.

Therex drawsitself up toits fullheight --

--andROARS.

The soundis deafening,andthe vibrations rattle the entire Visitor's Center.The signwhichdangledover thelobby by its one remainingwire finally falls,CLATTERING to the floor at theRex's feet,face up.

“WHEN DINOSAURSRULED THEEARTH",it says.

137A OUTSIDE THE VISITOR'S CENTER

Hammond SQUEALS the Jeep to ahalt infront of the steps. Malcolmislyingintheback.

Grant and the other practically fallinto the Jeep.

GRANT

Mr. Hammond,I've decidednot to endorse your Park.

HAMMOND

After carefulconsideration,Dr. Grant --sohaveI.

Hammond hits the gas andthe Jeep takes off.

137B

THRU OMITTED

137C

Thehelicopter rotors whirltolife as the chopper waits on the landingcross.Two JeepsROAR upnext toit, one drivenby GRANT, the other byHAMMOND.

Oneby one, they climb aboard, their faces white from their ordeal.

ELLIE comes onfirst,holdingLEX.ThenHAMMOND, carrying TIM. AndGRANT, helpingMALCOLM.

No one speaks.Hammond takes another look at his dream, Grant comes over andtakeshimback to thehelicopter.

Thehelicopter takes off immediately.As they riseinto the air, they stare out the windows,lookingdownon thepark asit spreads out below.

140 DOWN IN THEPARK,

the helicopter soars over a vast plain.The Tyrannosaur, which is still feedingontheremains of the dinosaursit randownand killed,looksup.

It throws its headback andROARS, wavingits little forelimbs at the strange thinginfrustration.As thehelicopter moves off, the T-rex just stares,silently, withhuge,yellowing eyes.It'samoment of utter bewilderment for therex, andwe almost feel--

-- sad for her.

141 BACK IN THEHELICOPTER,

Hammond looks downat thepark,his eyes full.Helooks over at thekids.

They're in theback of thehelicopter, withGrant.As they look out the window, Grant almost absentlyhashis arms aroundbothkids.

Now Ellielooks at him.Bothhe andthekids seemsonatural, so obviously comfortable andtrustingwitheachother.She smiles.

The four of themsit that way,intheback of thehelicopter, huddled together.Survivors.

Grant looks out the window.

Thehelicopter sweepslow over ahuge flock of seabirds that's feedingonaschoolof fish.As the chopper ROARSnear, itkicksup the flock.Hundreds of birds sailoff inalldirections,powerfuland graceful.

Grant looks at the bids andbreaks into a wide grin.

Thebirds reform as flock againand fly straight into the sun.