Jurassic Park

Everybody, heads up! Keep it clear, now.

Keep it clear!

Stand back!

Bring it forward, come on!

Slow it down!

- Pushing team, move in there. Move in.

On your ready. I want Tasers on full charge.

Steady! Go on. Step back in.

Ready. Move it.

And push.

Locked. Loading team, step away.

Move it.

Gatekeeper.

Jophery, raise the gate.

Block the opening! Don't let her get out!

Somebody help him!

Work her back!

Shoot her!

Shoot her!

I heard that Hammond's not even here.

He sends his apologies.

There's a $20 million lawsuit by the family of that worker

and you're telling me that Hammond can't see me?

He had to leave early, his daughter's getting a divorce.

I understand, but we need to deal with the situation now.

- The insurance company... - You okay?

The underwriters feel that the accident's raised safety questions about the park.

That makes the investors very anxious.

I had to promise to conduct a very thorough, on-site inspection.

Hammond hates inspections. They slow everything down.

I need to or they'll pull the funding.

That'll slow him down even more.

Watch your head.

If two experts sign off on the island,

the insurance guys will back off.

I've already got Ian Malcolm, but they think he's too trendy.

- They want Alan Grant. - Grant?

You'll never get him out of Montana.

Why not?

Why not?

Because Grant's like me.

He's a digger.

Dr. Grant, Dr. Sattler, we're ready to try again.

I hate computers.

The feeling's mutual.

Take a look.

Did it work?

How long does this take?

Should bring an immediate return.

You shoot the radar into the ground,

and the bone bounces the image back.

Bounces it back...

This new program is incredible.

A few more years' development, and we won't even have to dig anymore.

Where's the fun in that?

It's a little distorted, but I don't think it's the computer.

Post-mortem contraction of the posterior neck ligaments.

Velociraptor?

Yes. Good shape, too.

It's five, six feet high. I'm guessing nine feet long.

- Look... - What'd you do?

He touched it.

Dr. Grant's not machine-compatible.

Hell, they've got it in for me.

And look at the half-moon shaped bones in the wrists.

It's no wonder these guys learned how to fly.

No, seriously.

Maybe dinosaurs have more in common with present-day birds than with reptiles.

Look at the pubic bone,

turned backward, just like a bird.

Look at the vertebrae,

full of air sacs and hollows, like a bird.

And even the word "Raptor" means "bird of prey."

That doesn't look very scary.

More like a 6-foot turkey.

A turkey?

Imagine yourself in the Cretaceous period.

Here we go.

You'd get your first look at this 6-foot turkey as you enter a clearing.

He moves like a bird, lightly bobbing his head.

You keep still because you think maybe his visual acuity is based on movement,

like T-Rex and he'll lose you if you don't move.

But no, not Velociraptor.

You stare at him and he just stares right back.

And that's when the attack comes.

Not from the front, but from the side.

From the other two Raptors you didn't even know were there.

Because Velociraptor's a pack hunter.

He uses coordinated attack patterns

and he is out in force today.

And he slashes at you with this,

a 6-inch retractable claw, like a razor, on the middle toe.

He doesn't bother to bite your jugular like a lion. No.

He slashes at you

here or here...

Alan.

Or maybe across the belly, spilling your intestines.

The point is, you are alive when they start to eat you.

So, you know, try to show a little respect.

Okay.

Alan, if you wanted to scare the kid,

you could've pulled a gun on him.

Yeah, I know. Kids.

You want to have one of those?

I don't want that kid,

but a breed of the child could be intriguing.

I mean, what's so wrong with kids?

They're noisy, they're messy, they're expensive.

Cheap, cheap.

They smell.

- They don't smell! - Some smell.

- Give me a break! - Babies smell.

- Cover the site! - Cover up the dig!

Tell them to shut down!

Cut the machine!

Cover it all up. Pull it over.

Just cut it, will you? Shut it down!

What?

What the hell do you think you're doing in here?

We were saving that.

For today, I guarantee it.

Who in God's name do you think you are?

John Hammond.

And I'm delighted to meet you finally in person, Dr. Grant.

So, I can see that my $50,000 a year has been well spent.

Who's the jerk?

This is our paleobotanist, Dr...

Sattler.

Ellie, this is Mr. Hammond.

I'm sorry about the dramatic entrance, Dr. Sattler, but...

- Did I say "jerk"? - ...we're in a hurry.

Will you have a drink? We won't let it get warm. Sit down.

Let me have this.

I'll just get a glass or two. I can do it.

There's samples all over here.

I know my way around the kitchen.

Now, I'll get right to the point.

I like you. Both of you.

I can tell instantly about people. It's a gift.

I own an island off the coast of Costa Rica.

I've leased it from the government and during the last five years,

I've been setting up a biological preserve.

Really spectacular. Spared no expense.

Make the one I've got down in Kenya look like a petting zoo.

And there's no doubt our attractions will drive kids out of their minds.

And what are those?

Small versions of adults, honey.

And not just kids, everyone.

We're going to open next year, if the lawyers don't kill me first.

I don't care for lawyers, do you?

- I don't really know any. - Don't really know any.

I do, there's a particular pebble in my shoe, who represents my investors.

Says that they insist on outside opinions.

What kind of opinions?

Well, your kind, not to put too fine a point on it.

Let's face it, in your particular fields, you're the top minds.

And if I could just persuade you

to sign off on the park, give it your endorsement,

maybe even pen a wee testimonial, I could get back on schedule.

Why would they care what we think?

What kind of park is this?

It's right up your alley.

Why don't you come down, just the pair of you, for the weekend?

I'd love to have an opinion of a paleobotanist as well.

I've got a jet standing by at Choteau.

I'm sorry. This isn't possible.

We just dug up a new skeleton...

I could compensate you by fully funding your dig...

- This is a very unusual time. - The timing is...

...for a further three years.

Where's the plane?

- Okay. - Three years.

Cheers.

Dodgson!

You shouldn't use my name.

Dodgson. We've got Dodgson here.

See, nobody cares. Nice hat.

What're you trying to look like, a secret agent?

- Well? -$750,000.

On delivery, $50,000 more for each viable embryo.

That's $1.5 million if you get all 15 species off the island.

I'll get them all.

Remember, viable embryos. They're no use to us if they don't survive.

How am I supposed to transport them?

The bottom screws open.

That's great. Oh, my God.

It's cooled and compartmentalized inside.

You guys. That's great.

Customs can even check it if they want to.

- Let me see. - Go on.

There's enough coolant for 36 hours.

No menthol?

The embryos have to be back here in San José by then.

That's up to your guy on the boat.

7:00 tomorrow night on the East Dock. Make sure he gets it right.

How are you planning to beat security?

I've got an 18-minute window.

Eighteen minutes and your company catches up on 10 years of research.