The Lost World: Jurassic Park

Deirdre: Thank you so much. That looks fabulous.

Deirdre: Thank you, Geoffrey.

Geoffrey: You're welcome.

Deirdre: We'll also take a bottle of red as well. Thank you.

Geoffrey: Certainly.

Deirdre: Right, now...

Thank you, Barry. You're welcome.

Thank you.

Deirdre: That looks wonderful. Beautiful day.

Deirdre: Where are you going?

Cathy: To eat my sandwich.

Deirdre: You'll ruin your appetite for prawns.

I don't like prawns.

Deirdre: Darling, don't wander off.

For god's sake, leave her alone, Deirdre.

Deirdre: Go play with your ball.

Don't be so annoying!

Darling, what about snakes?

There aren't any snakes on the beach.

Just let her enjoy herself for once.

Deirdre: Edward? Edward: Yes, ma'am.

Hello, there.

What are you, a little bird or something?

Are you hungry? Take a bite. It's roast beef.

It's good. Come on. I won't hurt you.

Mommy! Daddy! You've got to come see this! I found something!

Cathy, darling, lunch is ready!

Are you looking at this?

I'm afraid there isn't enough to go around.

Paul?

Cathy?

Deirdre: Will you hurry up? Hurry up!

You're him, right?

Excuse me?

The scientist? The guy? I saw you on TV.

I believed you.

Who shall I tell Mr. Hammond is calling?

Ian: Ian Malcolm. I've been summoned.

Dr. Malcolm!

Ian: Oh, my god.

Hello, Dr. Malcolm.

Kids, kids.

It's so great to see you.

It's so great to see you.

It's so great. Look at you.

You came to see grandpa?

Yeah, he called me. Do you know what it's about?

Idont, enhen this joint's kind of creepy, isn't it?

Is everything okay?

Well, not exactly.

Dr. Malcolm.

Dr. Malcolm. Here to share a few campfire stories with my uncle?

Ian: You can convince the Washington post and skeptical inquirer

of what you want

but I was there. I know what happened and so do you.

Do you actually believe that everyone who chose discretion did so

for a nefarious motive? Even Lex and Tim?

Ian: Leave them out of it. It's not a game.

No. You signed a nondisclosure agreement

before you went to the island

that forbade you from discussing what you saw.

You violated that agreement.

I did. And you lied about the deaths of three people.

You misinformed the public,

which made me look like a nut.

Hasn't been so good for my livelihood...

We made a generous compensatory offer for your injuries.

A payoff and an insult.

When you spin reality, cover up evidence,

it hurts more than my reputation.

As I recall,

your university revoked your tenure

for your selling wild stories to the press.

I didn't sell anything. I never took a cent, and I told the truth.

Your version of it.

There aren't "versions" of the truth.

Ingen can't keep spewing out...

Ingen is my responsibility now.

I will jealously defend its interests.

Ian: Your responsibility? What about Mr. Hammond?

It is our board of directors I must face, not my uncle.

Trust me, your problems are about to be rendered moot.

Ludlow: In a few weeks' time, they'll be long forgotten.

Not by me.

Careful.

This suit cost more than your education.

Hammond: You were right and I was wrong. There!

Did you ever expect to hear me say such a thing?

Thank god for site b.

Site b?

Isla nublar was just a showroom,

something for the tourists.

Site b was the factory floor.

That was on Isla sorna, 80 miles from nublar.

We bred the animals there, and nurtured them for a few months,

then moved them into the park.

Really? I did not know that.

After the accident in the park,

hurricane Clarissa wiped out our facility on site b.

Call it an act of god.

We had to evacuate. The animals were released

to mature on their own.

"Life will find a way," as you once so eloquently put it.

By now we have a complete ecological system on the island

with dozens of species living in their own social groups

without fences, boundaries, or constraining technology.

And for four years

I've tried to keep it safe from human interference.

That's right. Hopefully, you've kept the island

quarantined and contained.

But I'm in shock about all this.

I mean, that they're still alive.

You bred them lysine-deficient.

Shouldn't they have kicked after seven days

without supplemental enzymes?

Yes! But, by god, they're flourishing.

That's one of 1,000 questions I want the team to answer.

Team?

Yes.

I've organized an expedition to go in,

thank you, and document them.

To make the most spectacular living fossil record

the world has ever seen.

Go in and document? You mean with people?

Yes, the animals won't know they're there. Very low impact.

Strictly observation and documentation.

Hammond: Our satellite infrareds

show the animals are fiercely territorial.

The carnivores are isolated in the interior of the island

so the team can stay on the outer rim.

Don't worry. I'm not making the same mistakes again.

No, you're making all new ones.

John! So, there's another island with dinosaurs,

no fences this time, and you want to send people in,

very few people, on the ground, right?

Who are the four lunatics you're trying to con into this?

It was difficult to convince them as to what they would see,

in the end had to use my checkbook to get them there.

But there's Nick Van Owen,

who is a video documentarian,

Eddie carr, who's a field equipment expert.

We have our paleontologist

and I was hoping that perhaps you might be the fourth.

We've been on the verge of chapter 11

ever since that accident in the park.

There are those in the company

who wanted to exploit site b

in order to bail us out.

They've been planning it for years,

and I've been able to stop them until now.

But, a few weeks ago, a British family on a yacht cruise

stumbled across the island and their wee girl was injured.

She's fine.

But the board has used the incident

to take control of ingen from me.

Now it's only a matter of time before this

lost world is found and pillaged.

Public opinion is the one thing I can use to preserve it,

but to rally that support

I need a complete photo record

of those animals alive and in their natural habitat.

So you went from capitalist to naturalist in just four years.

That's something.

It's our last chance at redemption.

John,

of course, no.

And I'm going to contact the other three members of your team

and stop them from going.

Who's the paleontologist, by the way?

She came to me, I want you to know this.

Who did?

Leave it to you, Ian, to have associations, affiliations,

even liaisons, with the best people in so many fields.

Not Sarah.

Paleontological behavior study is a new field,

and Sarah Harding is on that frontier.

Her theories on parenting and nurturing

amongst carnivores have framed the debate.

What are you doing?

Where's your phone?

Hammond: It's too late.

She's already there.

The others are meeting her in three days.

You sent my girlfriend to this island alone?

"Sent" is hardly the word. She couldn't be restrained.

She was already working in San Diego,

doing some research at the animal park.

It's only a couple of hours' flight from there.

She was adamant, absolutely adamant about, here you are,

about making the initial foray by herself.

She thinks she's dian fossey.

"Observation without interference," she said.

She went on and on. You know how it is.

After you were injured in the park, she sought you out.

Then she went all the way to a hospital in Costa Rica

to ask somebody who she didn't even know if the rumors were true.

If you want to leave your name on something, fine.

But stop putting it on other people's headstones.

She'll be fine. She's spent years studying African predators.

Sleeping downwind and all. She knows what she's doing.