(The Atlantis reaches its destination. It makes port at the West Dock.)
Robert: Roll out!
(Motorcycles, Trapping vehicles exit the Atlantis. Josh is wearing some casual safari wear.)
Josh: Will these men you hired will get the job done?
Robert: They will. I guarantee it.
Josh: Alright Hunters listen up. I am only going to say this once. You maybe familiar with the Big Game hunts in your country. But your on Isla Nublar now. The animals that live in this place would make a liger look like a house cat. Each one of your parties will have a a species list of what you will be trapping. Pass them around. These are the only species that I want unless something catches my interest. If you see smaller sizes of the species on that list, you are to collect them as well. Be aware of your surroundings at all times. We are not the apex predators on this island. Any questions?
(Hunters talk amongst themselves. They all agree)
Josh: Remember, I want them alive. They are no good to me dead.
Robert: Hop to it.
(For this part listen to 7. The Hunt (Unused) (TLW: Jurassic Park Complete Score) or The Hunt [Film Version] (The Lost World: Jurassic Park) The vehicles make their way down the southern plateau. The motorcycles break out from the forest lining. They spook the small herds of dinosaurs. They all panic and run. Josh spots one of his permian creations. A group of Moschops. A majestic species in their own right.)
Josh: Thats one of them. Corral and detain that group of animals.
(The Moschops try to get away. The Trappers use ropes to detain them. They use tranquilizers. They get a hold of the juveniles.)
Josh: The specimens are to be taken to the Atlantis as soon as they're in the cages.
(Josh observe them)
Robert: Cyclists, infiltrate the herds and watch for the Sail Backs. Snaggers will be right behind you. Josh, where are we now?
Josh: We are in area S2. We need to head further south to the golf course area. Bring several cages and-
(A Ceratosaurus breaks out from the forest. Heading in their direction. Robert grabs a several flash grenades and throws them. The ceratosaurus is temporarily stunned as they drive right past him.)
Josh: That was clever.
Robert: My father suggested it to bring some in the event that we should run out of ammunition.
(They spook a a gallimimus herd. They see Gorgonopsids giving into to the chase.)
Josh: THERE! RIGHT THERE!
Robert: Cyclist, grab their attention. Draw their attention towards us!
(The Cyclist move up next to the hunting Gorgonops. The Predators roar as the cyclist drive around them. The Gorgonopsids decide to chase the Motorcyclist.)
Robert: Now!
(The cyclist spring the trap. The gorgonopsids are caught in a rope trap. Robert and his men fire tranquilizers. The beast begin to feel the side effects of the tranqs.)
Josh: So far so good.
Robert: These are strange beast. If you are here to hunt for these animals, why not go for the dinosaurs as well?
Josh: I am not here to hunt my animals. I'm rescuing them. The dinosaurs on the other hand, they are to be accounted for Biosyn. Its sad. All I can do is save my creations
(Josh has a flashback)
Josh: Hold up, Eli. I have a few questions.
Eli: I might have some answers.
Josh: Don't play games with me. I just saw the roster for the auction. My Permian animals are on it.
Eli: Yes, they are. You gave them up when you willingly joined our company. Yes, auctioning off these magnificent creatures is a crime. But a greater crime is losing profits when we have significant assets to suit the demands of our clients. I understand your disappointment. But with the money you're about to make, you will be rich and you can create more of these creatures.
Josh: You're such a serpent.
Eli: Now whose is the hypocrite? You're in this up to your neck.
Josh: And what about Mr. Lockwood?
Eli: Unfortunately, he is stuck in the past. We are all about the future. You can evolve with it or go extinct. Your choice.
(Josh can't give a response)
Eli: That's what I thought. We are making history and you will be a part of it. The Acadia departs in a week. I suggest that you start making plans.
Josh: Oh I will.
(flash back ends)
Josh: Its getting late. Lets head back to base camp. We don't want to be here after dark. As a hunter, you probably know why.
Robert: Because predators hunt at night. How do you know that? Are you a hunter?
Josh: I'm a survivor.
(Roberts men come across the skeletons of dead dinosaurs in the area. They start taking claim of dinosaur skulls and teeth.)
Robert: You don't mind if they take some souvenirs.
Josh: Fine by me. Just load up the animals into the cages and lets get out of here. Tell your men to rendezvous back to base camp.
Robert: Sure thing. Alright men, hurry up. You got ten minutes.
(Josh looks at Jurassic World from the distance. It is night. The hunters eat dinner around a campfire while the lookouts have thermal binoculars, and LRAD sound cannons, to be used as a last option. Josh opens the journal and begins writing.)
Josh: Well, I'm back again. Jurassic World is a jungle covered ruin. Catching my animals have proven to be challenging. Robert Tembo and his crew are truly skilled in the areas of trapping. I have acquired more than half my Permian specimens. All thats left is the Estemmenosuchus, Dimetrodons and Diictodons. I wonder if Wheatley's crew are having any luck.
(Suddenly a strong tremor rips through the camp. Josh falls of his bed. Its over as soon as it started)
Robert: Check all equipment and vehicles.
Josh: Well, I'm going to make this entry short. (He stops writing and puts away the journal)
Robert: Josh, the mountain.
Josh: I can see it. We resume the operation at first light! Just hope Mt. Sibo doesn't pop its cherry until after we leave