The first 200 lines.
Will bear my name, I still believe
if dinosaurs are going to exist in the modern era,
it should be in a natural habitat,
not some overgrown zoo.
All it takes
is one power outage, one extremely hungry
pack of raptors on the loose, one...
Uh, thank you, Doctor Grant.
Now, if you don't mind doing the honors?
Can't say I didn't warn them.
Dr. Grant? Right.
I'm here because you promised me enough money
to continue my research for another three years.
I'll just take it now and go straight to the boat.
And home.
But unfortunately, you've missed the last ferry.
But sir, I'm pretty sure it's still...
No, no, no, it will definitely be gone for at least another...
um... 48 hours.
And just as well too, this is the start
of the "windy season."
Very dangerous to be out on the water.
That doesn't sound... Good?
I know. But don't worry,
Claire will see to it you enjoy a fine meal
and another night at our luxury hotel.
Then, weather permitting, I'll give you
a personally-piloted helicopter fly-over
of the island before you leave.
Fine.
Mr. Masrani, the last ferry
doesn't depart for half an hour...
I know that. But he doesn't.
The longer we keep Dr. Grant here,
the more chances I have of getting him to endorse the park.
Then we'll see a surge in attendance for sure.
Aah!
It's Danny.
I thought you should know:
Alan Grant is here.
Masrani wants him to endorse the park.
Well, that could increase the attendance
at Jurassic World tenfold.
We can't let that happen, can we?
You read my mind.
Loose raptors.
It's already happening.
Remain calm.
Don't make any gestures
that could be considered threatening.
Everyone make your way out, slowly and calmly.
I'll hold them off with my giant check.
Oh, uh, no need for that, Dr. Grant.
Blue, Charlie, Delta and Echo are harmless.
Um, unless you provoke 'em.
Or if they're, you know, hungry.
But you know that, right?
Here, let me show you... Take a break, girls.
Owen Grady, animal behaviorist.
It's such an honor to meet you, Dr. Grant.
I've been a big fan of yours ever since... Huh?
How did you do this...?
Early establishment of alpha role
to impressionable juvenile subjects
combined with repetition of audio and visual cues?
Amazing.
Just amazing.
Thank you, sir.
You're training them. Like puppies.
Yeah, but they're a lot smarter.
Blue? Charlie? Delta?
Echo?
Echo...
Let us show you to your room.
Amazing.
I thought we were headed
to the helipad for the flyover?
There's a wind advisory.
Thought we'd stop in here while we wait
so you can see all the advancements we've made.
Ah, Dr. Grant.
Welcome back. Lovely to see you.
Henry Wu still works here?
After all that happened last time?
Real science marches on, Dr. Grant.
Not everyone who survived Jurassic Park,
signed a book deal and several movie options,
and became the darling of the academic world.
Awkward. Heh-heh.
Of course, I'm just kidding with an old friend.
We've taken extra precautions to prevent
a repeat of our earlier...
unfortunate events.
One slip up.
One mistake, and all these people
will be in danger.
For instance, this Mosasaurus
needs space in which to hunt.
And you keep it in a habitat that it has clearly outgrown?
It's probably starving.
Actually, Dr. Wu and Dr. Miles are moving the Mosasaurus
to the park's lagoon this afternoon. Aren't you?
Yes. Next thing on the agenda. Can't wait. Yay dinosaurs.
Uh, you see, Dr. Grant...
Alan, please.
Alan.
We take a holistic approach to all of the dinosaurs, Alan,
sort of like what I do with the raptors, Alan.
Yes. I've been thinking about that.
How long is their attention span during training sessions?
Are there moments when their instincts
override their training?
I... uh... Well, I haven't organized my lab journal yet.
Something I picked up after hearing
you had a journal yourself.
I... just... um... Science.
Oh, my, look at the time.
We better scoot to the helipad.
Huh? Get it together, Owen.
Sorry. He's just...
my hero.
He let me call him Alan.
So professional.
Welcome to Masrani Air, Doctor...
Dr. Grant. Glad you made it.
Not much of a choice. You're right.
The thrill of discovery is never a choice, it's an obligation.
Owen, you're coming along, right?
Uh, yeah.
Well, the important people are going for a ride.
Try not to blow up the park while I'm gone.
Ha! Are you sure the helicopter can handle
the weight of your head?
Hm?
She's lovely.
You're a nice couple.
Huh? Oh, we're just friends...
and co-workers.
Who... co-work together...
in a friendly way.
Danny, have you finished the safety inspection?
Everything looks great.
Have a good flight.
Come on, Red.
Of course, it might be hard to have a good flight when a key
part of the helicopter's tail is missing.
Ow!
Ah, it's so nice to fly without an instructor
looking over my shoulder.
So you got your pilot's license, Mr. Masrani?
Oh, no. Long way to go.
But I've taken a few solo flights
without telling the instructor,
and they've mostly gone very well.
Mostly?
Oops.
Little turbulence there...
The winds must be back.
Nothing to worry about.
After everything. All the chaos.
The dinosaurs that almost ate me.
I still can't believe they're here.
And real.
And they're beautiful.
Nothing to worry about!
Now might be a good time to worry!
Any landing you can walk away from is a good one, right?
Oh.
Oof. I... I'm fine, I'm fine.
Not fine.
Stay still. Aah!
Hmm. Eh. The radio is shot.
Don't worry, Mr. Masrani, we'll get you out of here.
Alan, are you okay?
Perfect, but I won't be for long.
None of us will. Look.
Wow. Nature sure has a way of making you stop
and just be amazed, doesn't it?
Of course, now isn't the time to be amazed by nature.
Now's the time to find Simon something to help him walk.
On it.Ooh.
A motorized scooter
with a cup holder and a back-up camera.
I've always wanted one of those.
I suppose this will do.
This is going to be dangerous.
Between us and the hotel lie a thousand problems.
We'll be battling the weather, wild animals, and the terrain.
But working together, we can do it.
We can survive Jurassic Park... World.
Jurassic World, again.
All right, who's ready to get out of here?
Very nice, but where's the cup holder?
Ingenious use of materials, Owen.
Like, primitive man making the most of his environment.
Uh... Thanks?
Anyway, WWAGD, that's my motto.
Excuse me? Obviously, that stands for,
"Wicked Warlocks Assemble Gregarious Doohickeys."
Actually, it stands for, "What Would Alan Grant Do?"
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