Jurassic Park

1EXTJUNGLENIGHT

An eyeball, big, yellowish, distinctly inhuman, stares raptly

between wooden slats, part of a large crate. The eye darts from side

to side, alert as hell.

A legend tries to place us - -

ISLA NUBLAR:

120 MILES WEST OF COSTA RICA

- - but to us it's still the middle of nowhere.

It's quiet for a second. A ROAR rises up from the jungle,

deafening. The trees shake as something very, very large plows ahead

through them, right at us. Every head gathered in this little clearing

snaps, turning in the direction of the sound as it bursts through the

trees.

It's a bulldozer. It drops its scoop and pushes forward into

the back end of the crate, shoving it across the jungle floor towards

an impressive fenced structure that towers over an enclosed section of

thick jungle. There's a guard tower at one end of this holding open

that makes it look like San Quentin.

The bulldozer pushes forward into the back end, the crate THUDS

TO THE FLOOR. A door slides open in the pen, making a space as big as

the end of the crate.

Nobody moves for a second, A grim-faced guy who seems to be in

charge (Robert Muldoon, although we don't know it yet).

MULDOON:

Alright now, pushers move in. Loading team move it.

The movement as agitated whatever is inside the crate, and the

whole thing shivers as GROWLS and SNAPS come from inside.

Everyone moves back.

MULDOON (cont'd)

Alright, steady. Get back in there now, push. Get back

in there, Don't let her know you're afraid!

The men go back to the crate and begin to push it into the slot.

The crate THUDS UP AGAINST THE OPENING. A green light on the side of

the pen lights up, showing contact has been made.

FROM INSIDE THE CRATE,

we get glimpses of what's on the other side of those wooden

slates - - jungle foliage, MEN with rifles, searching searchlights.

The view is herky-jerky as the crate put into position.

MULDOON:

Well locked� Loading team, step away. Joffrey, raise

the gate.

A WORKER climbs to the top of the crate. The search lights are

trained on the door.

The RIFFLEMEN throw the bolts on their rifles and CRACK their

stun guns, sending arcs of current CRACKING through the air.

The WORKER gets ready to grab the gate when all at once - -

A ROAR from the inside the crate, and the panel flies out of his

hands and SMACKS into him, knocking him clear off the crate.

Now everything happens at once. The WORKER THUDS to the jungle

floor, the crate jerks away from the mouth of the holding pen flash, an

alarm BUZZER sounds - -

- - and a claw SLASHES out from inside the crate. It sinks into

the ankle of the WORKER. dragging him toward the dark mouth between the

crate and the pen. The WORKER SCREAMS and paws the dirt, leaving long

claw marks as he is rapidly dragged toward the crate.

Muldoon SHOUTS orders:

MULDOON:

Tasers get in there, Goddamn it!

They FIRE their guns - the wood of the crate SPLINTERS.

Muldoon runs in and grabs the WORKER, trying to pull him free.

The wild arcs of currents from the stun gun flash and CRACK all

around, but in a second - -

- - the WORKER is gone.

CUT TO:

2 EXTMOUNTAINSIDEDAY

MANO DE DIOS AMBER MINE

DOMINICAN REPUBLIC

DONALD GENNARO, forty, in a city man's idea of hiking clothes

and a hundred dollar haircut, approaches on a raft being pulled across

a river by TWO MEN.

On the hillside, JUAN ROSTAGNO, thirty-ish, Costa Rican, a

smart-looking guy in workers clothes, is waiting for him.

ROSTAGNO:

Tengo mil pesos que dicen que se cae

(I have a thousand pesos that say he falls)

(or)

Apuesto mil pesos que se cae.

(I bet a thousand pesos he falls)

Gennaro finally lands, and Rostagno helps him off the raft.

GENNARO:

Hola, Juanito

ROSTAGNO:

Hola, bienvenido

Rostagno leads Gennaro towards the mine. Dozen of shirtless

WORKERS claw and SCRAPE at a rocky mountainside that is the site of an

extensive mining operation. The work is all done by hand, pick and

shovel instead of dynamite and bulldozer.

GENNARO:

What's this I hear at the airport� Hammond's not even

here?

ROSTAGNO:

He sends his apologies.

GENNARO:

You're telling me that we're facing a $20 million

lawsuit from the family of that injured worker and Hammond couldn't

even be bothered to see me?

ROSTAGNO:

He had to leave early to be with his daughter. She's

getting a divorce.

GENNARO:

I understand that.

(or)

I'm sorry to hear that. We'd be well advised to deal

with this situation now. The insurance company - -

Gennaro almost falls, Rostagno helps him.

GENNARO (cont'd)

- -the underwriters of the park feel the accident raises

some very serious questions about the safety of the park, and they're

making the investors very anxious. I had to promise I would conduct a

thorough on-site inspection.

ROSTAGNO:

Hammond hates inspections. They slow everything down.

GENNARO:

Juanito, if they pull the funding, that will really

slow things down.

(or)

If they pull the funding that's going to slow things

down around here.

A WORKER hurries up to them and busts into the conversation,

breathless.

WORKER:

(to Rostagno)

Jefe, encontramos otro mosquito, en el mismo sitio.

(Chief, we found another mosquito in the same place)

ROSTAGNO:

Seguro? Muestrame!

(Are you sure? Show me.)

The WORKER and ROSTAGNO scramble back deeper into the mine.

Rostagno calls back over his shoulder to Gennaro.

ROSTAGNO (cont'd)

It seems like it's going to be a good day after all.

They found another one! C'mon.

Gennaro struggles to keep up.

3 EXTCAVEDAY

ROSTAGNO and GENNARO move into the dark, dripping cave, where at

least a dozen other WORKERS are gathered in a tight circle, staring at

something intently.

Rostagno fights his way to the center of the group. One of the

WORKERS hands him something and Rostagno examines it carefully.

It's a chuck of amber, a shiny yellow rock about the size of a

half dollar.

GENNARO:

If two experts sign off on the island, the insurance

guys'll back off. I already got Ian Malcolm, but they think he's too

trendy. They want Alan Grant.

ROSTAGNO:

Grant? You'll never get him out of Montana.

GENNARO:

Why not?

ROSTAGNO:

Because he's like me. He's a digger.

Rostagno turns and holds the amber up to the sunlight streaming

through the mouth of the cave.

With the light pouring through it, the amber is translucent, and

we can see something inside this strange stone - -

- - a huge mosquito, long dead, entombed there.

ROSTAGNO:

(smiles)

Hay que lindo eres vas hacer a much gente feliz.

(Oh you're so beautiful. You will make a lot of

people happy)

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5 EXTTHE DIGDAY

An artist's camel hair brush carefully sweeps away sand and rock

to slowly reveal the dark curve of a fossil - it's a claw. A dentist's

pick gently lifts it from the place its has laid for millions of years.

Pull up to reveal a group of diggers working on a large skeleton. All

we see are the tops of their hats. The paleontologist working on the

claw lays it in his hand.

GRANT:

(thoughtfully)

Four complete skeletons. . . .

such a small area. . .

the same time horizon - -

ELLIE:

They died together?

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