The first 179 lines.
Ah, another day in prehistoric paradise.
What do I see next?
Huh?
Hello, children
of all appropriate ages and responsible parents.
Welcome to Jurassic World's "dinotastic" new,
educational stage presentation.
Who needs a theater when you've got dinosaurs?
Dino Dave and the Very Scary Dinosaurs.
Well, maybe I'll check it out for a second.
Gather round, the show's about to start.
Then it'll start without me.
Claire, I look ridiculous.
I'm an animal behaviorist,
not a... A...
thespian.
Too many kids have been ignoring park signage lately.
This play is a great way to nip that in the bud
and teach them about dinosaur behavior.
And that is your job.
Yeah, but you could still...
Besides, with this acting experience,
if anyone ever made a dinosaur action movie,
you could be a shoo-in. Whoa!
Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
I know him!
Hey, I'm Dino Dave
and I'm here to tell you
the importance of reading Jurassic World's signs.
After all, signs are there for a reason.
Can anyone tell me why a park like ours needs signs?
Ooh! Because insurance legislation changed
three years ago to require...
Yes. They're there for your safety.
We don't want anything to happen
to any of our favorite people: you!
Jurassic World is a fun place,
but that doesn't mean it can't be dangerous,
especially if you're not paying attention all the time.
Many dinosaurs are hunters,
and there's nothing they like more
than sneaking up on an unsuspecting future meal.
Oh, no! Oh, no!
Aah!
Good job, girls. Aah!
I should have paid attention to the signs
and not walked into the raptor pen!
Easy, girl. This is a show.
You need to remember who's the alpha around here.
Whoa, rad!
That's it. Now we're in the groove.
Let's bring it home.
Stay back!
Aah!
Looks like these raptors want
a dish of Dino Dave for lunch.
Yeah! Go, Owen!
Red, what are you doing?
You're not part of the show.
Get backstage.
Why, oh, why did I ignore the signs?
They're only here to keep me safe.
I sure could use one right now...
one like...
Stop!
Owen! Owen!
Good thing these raptors know how important our signs are.
Let's all follow their example
and let's thank them
for their amazing job helping me out today.
Yeah! So awesome!
And that ends our showbiz career.
Aw, you did great, Dave.
Besides, doesn't this
beat fishing kids out of dinosaurs' mouths?
We want more!
It's not the dinosaurs I'm afraid of.
We want more! We want more!
I'll hold them off.
You better get the raptors out of here.
Back to our dressing rooms.
Raptor plushies and pretzels for everyone.
Everybody in.
What the heck?
Stay here, Red.
I see you've stayed with us before, Mr. Trevorrow
Ahem, well,
we hope you have a better experience than last time.
Welcome to Jurassic World's newest and greatest attraction.
Not only can we take you to the dinosaurs,
but now, thanks to the hard work
of our chief engineer, Forrest Farrington,
we can bring the dinosaurs to you.
What are you thinking? Owen.
Shoving the customers is bad business practice.
And locking a panicked juvenile dilophosaurus
in a tiny cell is good?
This enclosure precisely down to the last rock and leaf
replicates the creature's natural habitat.
There's nothing natural about this.
Owen, the hotel is the only place in the park
that didn't have dinosaurs.
When our guests don't see dinosaurs,
do you know what they think about?
Leaving.
Are these guests thinking about leaving?
Everything will be fine.
Ooh, I've just decided I need to go buy my own soccer team.
And eat a pretzel. Excuse me.
Yeah, this will end well.
This is what your park thinks of you.
There is a play going on at the hotel,
and you were not even asked to provide security.
They see you as a joke to be exploited
by that ruggedly handsome animal behaviorist.
Are you a joke?
Are any of you even remotely funny?
Actually, I have been taking improv classes...
You are not funny.
You are professional security experts
and you will drill every conceivable scenario
until everyone on this island knows it.
Operation Granny Gluefingers.
Operation Larcenous Litterbug.
Operation Evil Express Line Jumper.
Operation Counterfeit Coupon.
Operation Dodgy Corndog.
Operation Suspicious Sunflower.
Go! Hup! Hup! Hup!
Hyah!
It's a start.
Okay, girls.
We may not want to keep doing this play,
but if we have to, we're going to do it right.
Charlie, you need to jump a little wider.
You almost hit me.
Hey! You gotta learn to take a note.
What is it Red? We're working.
But there just isn't room for you.
I'll play with you later.
Nice doggy.
Where are the dinosaurs?
Okay, just get on with it.
You don't want Stella and every other paleo vet
to think you're a scared rookie, do you?
Just put the food in the dispenser
at the far end of the exhibit.
The dilophosaurus can't hurt you.
At this age, her venom isn't strong enough
to fully blind and paralyze you.
You've got this.
Okay, okay you're not blind.
You need to find the door to keep the dilophosaurus
from leaving and...
Oops.
And now it's locked.
I am just saying.
I'm trying to run a high-class hotel, Ms. Dearing.
Not an off Broadway revue.
Relax.
The stage is only temporary
and the dilophosaurus is a great...
Feeding ended 20 minutes ago...
Why is the exhibit still closed?
Oh, no.
Are you all right?
Oh. Yeah.
Just embarrassed.
Um, and where is the dinosaur?
Looks like she's gone. Gone?
You mean she's running around in my hotel?
I'll call Security Director Hoskins right away.
No. Uh, trust me,
a baby dilophosaurus is far less dangerous
than Vic and his security team.
We need someone who can manage this, quietly.
Well, who could have seen this coming?
Oh, right. Anyone.
We don't have time for sarcasm.
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