Hours later, the plane landed in San Diego, California. Meanwhile, A large convoy of limousines pulled into the InGen Waterfront Complex. The board of directors and several investors had arrived to hear a speech by Peter Ludlow. A few news journalists also were invited to attend.
"Fifteen years ago, John Hammond had a dream." Ludlow began. "Like John himself, the dream was grand, it was outsized. It was bold. It was impractical. It was...not to be. Well, half an hour from now, John Hammond's dream, reimagined, will come true. For one-hundredth the cost of building a destination resort thousands of miles away..."
Malcolm and Sarah arrived at a guard shack in Malcolm's 1936 Ford convertible..
"Hiya, is this the Ludlow affair?" Malcolm asked a guard.
"Um, I'm sorry, this is private property." The guard said.
"No, we're on the list." Malcolm said.
"You have to turn around, get back in your car and get out of here." The guard said.
"This is Dr. Harding. I'm Dr. Malcolm." Malcolm said.
"That's nice." The guard said sarcastically, he began to shut a gate.
"We have Ludlow's test results." Sarah said.
"We have good news and we have bad news." Malcolm said.
The guard, continued to shut the gate, ignoring Malcolm and Sarah.
"Tonight we'll christen Jurassic Park: San Diego..." Ludlow announced. "...with a mega-attraction that will drive turnstile to rival any amusement park in the world." Ludlow noticed a couple in the background trying to talk to one of the guards. "I want to thank you for being intrepid enough to turn up in the wee, small hours of the morning." Ludlow continued.
A bald-headed man walked up to Ludlow and whispered into his ear, "The ship, it's here."
"It's early?" Ludlow asked.
"Its...you'd better come along." The man said.
"It's so exciting!" Ludlow said to the crowd.
Ludlow followed the man. Ludlow turned to a guard, "You see that lost looking couple?"
"Sir." The guard said.
"Sir, you need to look at this." The bald man said.
"Let them see this up close." Ludlow said to the guard.
"Yes, sir, Mr. Ludlow." The guard said.
Ludlow followed the man into the InGen Waterfront Complex building.
"Let me check." A man said, looking at a U.S.N.D. (Underwater Ship Navigator and Detector) machine, an invention by InGen.
"I want a direct line to the coast guard right now." Another man said.
"Look." The bald man said to Ludlow. "That's their signal: Venture 5888. They're headed into port, but I can't raise them."
"Try again." Ludlow said.
The man picked up a radio microphone, "Skipper, S.S. Venture, this is InGen Harbor Master. Do you copy? Over."
No one responded.
"Skipper, S.S. Venture, you are approaching the breakwater at flank speed." The harbor master said again. "Reduce at once. Over."
The guard came up the pier with Malcolm and Sarah.
Several InGen workers turned their heads upon hearing a distant rumbling.
In the Waterfront Complex building, the head security guard took a radio microphone, saying, "S.S. Venture, reduce your speed at once."
The ship continued approaching at its current speed.
"S.S. Venture, this is InGen Harbor Master." The harbor master said.
"S.S. Venture, reduce your speed. You're approaching docking." The guard said.
"What's everybody looking at?" Sarah asked.
Malcolm looked out towards the ocean as he saw a dark shape approaching. "We should've stayed in the damn car." Malcolm said.
Ludlow looked at the U.S.N.D. machine as the Venture continued approaching. He walked out of the building and looked towards the ocean.
Suddenly, a large cargo ship appeared through the fog. Several workers ran down the pier. The ship smashed into the Waterfront Complex building as the crowd, InGen guards and workers fled for safety.
The ship continued smashing through the large dock as a limousine flipped over and a semi-truck was crushed under the ship's bow. The ship finally halted to a stop.