Jurassic World Rebirth

(grand orchestral fanfare playing)

- (birds chirping) - (insects trilling)

- (birds chirping) - (animals chittering)

- (monkey squawks) - (leaves rustling)

How many times are we going to keep doing this?

We keep running it until the hybrid holds.

ANNOUNCER (over P.A.): We are on security level five.

The deregs took. No sign of rejection.

There's still mutations in genome seven.

Thank you.

ANNOUNCER (over P.A.): All genetic waste must be taken

to the cremation chamber by 5:00 p.m.

ANNOUNCER 2 (over P.A.): Tank 12 is offline

until genetic modification stabilizes.

All right. Let's get this over with.

Here we go.

Oh. Yeah. Sorry. Hold on.

Okay. Yeah.

Three, two, one.

Step up here. Waiting for authorization.

I didn't see the labs, but I assume

we upped the soporifics?

Yeah. I'm gonna have to go as high

as 0.5 milliliters per hundred pounds.

Okay, guys. You're clear.

Well, we don't want to kill the thing.

Some days I do.

Oh, God.

ANNOUNCER 2 (over P.A.): Tank 12 is offline

until genetic modification stabilizes.

Alert. Containment failure.

- Hey, what's going on? - (low growling)

Alert. Containment failure.

Alert.

Containment failure.

Oh, God. It's loose!

- (alarm blaring) - (urgent chatter)

Run! Containment is locking down!

- The D-Rex broke free! - We got to get out of here!

Seal the doors!

- Seal the doors! - (screaming)

We got to get out of here!

Go! Go! Go!

DeSanto! The door! - Oh, God. Oh, God.

Oh, no! No, no, no, no! No, no, no! Come on!

No, no, no! No!

- Okay, it's just... (stammers) - No, no, no, no! It's okay.

- Come on. Come on! - Just stick... Get the key in.

Three, two, one.

Come on!

Three, two...

- Come on! - (gasps softly)

Come on!

Open the door!

- Please! - (heavy footstep booms)

Please?

: Okay, just turn the key.

It's fine. It's-it's okay.

Just turn the key. Just turn...

Yeah. Just please open the door.

I'm sorry.

: Please open the door for me!

- (screams) - No!

- (whimpering) - (roaring)

: Oh, God, no.

: No! Oh, no!

I'm sorry!

: Oh, no!

Come on, what is this?

These things were supposed to be

completely cleared two years ago.

Yeah, well, I'm not happy about it either, man.

They're trying to get him up right now.

I don't know what you want me to tell you.

What does the mayor do, sit on his ass all day?

It weighs 40 tons, buddy.

Do you want to move it?

WOMAN (over radio): ...out of Manhattan.

Uh, the cause of the jam is none other than Bronto Billy,

thought to be the last surviving sauropod in North America.

- Back to you, Bob. Thanks, Hailey.

So, yeah, the aging brachiosaur, known to be in poor health,

broke out of the Cobble Hill Park enclosure

where it had been living while receiving medical attention.

- (dinosaur bellowing) - (horns honking)

(newscast continues quietly over radio)

Oh, for God's sake.

Rest in peace already, but get the hell out of the way.

Damn, that's cold.

Geez.

I mean, even for New York, it's pretty cold.

Miss Bennett, I presume?

Hello.

Weren't we supposed to meet at the, um...

You're not exactly hard to follow.

- So, how did you hear about me? - Paulo Pasolini, Blackwater.

Mm-hmm. Does he have a message for me?

Yes. He said to say, "Felix isn't himself today."

Um... okay, I'm listening.

Is that some spy stuff? 'Cause that is fantastic.

What is it that you do at ParkerGenix?

My company is developing a new medication,

and we have certain needs.

Uh-huh. That sounds vague.

And what does that mean in this case?

They say you're good at procuring things

and not asking a lot of questions.

Do they?

They also say you're untroubled

by possible legal or ethical implications.

Well, they need to shut up.

Well, take it as a compliment.

Uh, means you get the job done.

I lost a friend on my last job,

so I am not up for procurement.

Well, you don't know what it is yet.

Yes, but you work for a pharmaceutical company, right?

So... You called me.

I'm spec ops, so it's covert.

I'm guessing info theft?

I-I'm sorry, I do retrieval and extractions, not heists.

It's dinosaurs.

They may be through with us, but we're not through with them.

Well, they are all...

They're all dead or dying, so...

Except for on a few islands around the equator.

Yes, and those are no-go zones for a reason.

You go there, you die.

Which is where you come in.

Oh. (chuckles)

No, thanks.

- Ms. Bennett! - (scoffs)

Did you know that 20% of the world's population

will die of heart disease?

That's one in every five people on the planet.

Now, just imagine. Take somebody you know,

anybody, and imagine that you could be the one to give them

- an extra 20 years of life. - That's very touching.

It's not my field, though.

And we have very deep pockets.

How deep?

For you, extremely.

Well...

I'm gonna need a number.

Ten, six zeros.

Including the one that's in the ten?

No.

It's a fortune, Ms. Bennett.

The kind of money that would mean you'd never have to put

your life on the line ever again.

All right, what's the hitch?

Uh... (clears throat)

Possible criminal charges.

We are going to a place

where every government on the planet has outlawed travel.

Well, we better not tell anyone, then.

Yeah, that might be a problem.

He doesn't know it yet, but we're bringing a civilian.

(dramatic orchestral music playing)

- (music continues) - (dinosaur grunts)

The Neo-Jurassic Age

has proven lethal to Dinosauria.

Though some species can survive

in a few isolated oxygen-rich tropical microclimates

clustered in equatorial regions,

where interactions with humans

and other incompatible modern species is...

Banner coming down.

Okay, so this is the left metacarpal?

Yeah.

Good morning, Doctor.

Sorry to drop in unannounced.

Can we have a word?

Sorry, it's a hell of a day here.

They're closing us down.

Dr. Henry Loomis, Zora Bennett,