2. KIRBY ENTERPRISES
Based from the movie Jurassic Park 3 written by Peter Buchman, Alexander
Payne, and Jim Taylor
Sunday, July 10, 1999 Enid, Oklahoma
A huge building stood around the small town of Enid, Oklahoma. The sun glistened on the windows of the building as people were bustling in and out of the building at a quick motion. It was noon. Noon, as always, meant lunchtime at Kirby Enterprises. That's why there were people moving around like they were stampeding carabao.
Inside a large room, on the fifth floor of the building, was a man in his late forties sitting behind a messy desk, eating some fast food from McDonalds. He had a mustache and wore a dress shirt and tie.
The desk wasn't the only thing that was messy. The room itself looked like it had been through a hurricane. There were also several boxes littering the room.
Suddenly the phone rang. The man put down his cheeseburger and picked up the phone.
"Kirby," the man said into the phone with his mouth full. He then swallowed the food in his mouth and repeated himself. "No I don't want to reconsider your proposal Mr. Mayor! Kirby Enterprises is moving out to San Francisco no matter what you say... Don't you understand sir? This company is too huge to stay in this small town... Well, I'm sorry that you feel that way, but that's the way things are. Thank you for caring about Kirby Enterprises and I hope you'll have more of our business in the future. Goodbye!"
Paul Kirby slammed the phone and sighed in anger. He looked up to see his secretary, Melissa, standing in the doorframe. She was smiling.
"Don't you just hate that catch phrase," Melissa teased.
"Every time I have to use it," Paul replied smiling.
"The mayor just doesn't want to give up does he," Melissa asked.
"Apparently not," Paul replied. "He never cared about this company a few months ago."
"Well sir," Melissa began, "that's because you weren't planning on moving it all the way out to California until earlier this month. The mayor is just afraid that Enid will lose its visitors and perhaps even some of its residence."
"Well they'll definitely be loosing a lot of the employees from here," Paul said. "By the way, do you have the final listing of who's going to actually move out there with us?"
"It's almost finished sir," Melissa replied. "We were able to get about seventy-five percent of them to agree to move. The rest wouldn't move either because they had children that they didn't want to have to move to a different school, or they just couldn't stand to leave this awful place."
"Well if it's not finished Melissa dear," Paul began, "why aren't you finishing it? That thing needs to be done ASAP."
"See that's why I'm here," Melissa said. "There's someone here to see you. She says she's your wife. I didn't know you were married sir."
Paul sighed. He appeared to become extremely nervous. "Send her in."
"Of course sir," Melissa replied. She walked off and left Paul in the room alone. He turned back to his food and decided to take another bite or two before the pain in his ass came in.
Suddenly a beautiful blond woman in her late thirties came into the room. She seemed quite frantic as she started pacing around the room. Paul didn't seem to notice as he continued to eat.
"Hello Amanda," Paul said. "Haven't seen you in some time. What do you want?"
"Paul," Amanda began angrily, "don't you dare talk to me like that! Can't you tell that I'm panicking here?"
"Why are you panicking," Paul said, now looking at some papers on his desk while he drunk from his coke.
"Paul," Amanda yelled. "Look at me!"
Paul looked up at Amanda and saw how angry she was. "You're serious about all this aren't you?"
"Paul I just got back from Costa Rica," Amanda said.
"Oh how was the trip," Paul said delighted. "I'm sure you took Eric with you, didn't ya? You never let me do anything with him anymore. You do know that's against the law to not let a father spend time with his son and..."
"Paul I didn't come here to listen to one of your damn lectures," Amanda yelled. "Our son is..."
"Oh so now he's our son huh," Paul broke in. Paul stood up and walked over to Amanda. "He hasn't been our son for a whole damn year now! After you decided to bring that guy, what's his name...Ben! That's it. Ben Hildebrand right? After he came into your life, you didn't give a shit if I ever saw Eric again didn't you!"
"Paul will you just..."
"No Amanda! I refuse to listen to you anymore. I call you on the phone once every week to see if I'm going to get to spend some time with my son, but you always tell me that you already have plans for him. You tell me that he's going to spend the night with a friend, or that he's grounded, he has to do his homework, he has a date with some guy, or the one that I personally love the most: Ben wants to do something with him this week! You have some nerve coming here to try and talk to me at my work place, and right in the middle of our moving procedure!"
"Moving procedure," Amanda asked confused and crying her eyes out.
"That's right Amanda," Paul replied. "I'm taking Kirby Enterprises and I'm moving it out to San Francisco."
"You can't do that without my consent," Amanda yelled. "I am part owner of this company! I can't even believe that stupid girl out there that you call a secretary didn't know who I was! I'm the damn CEO of this company!"
"Melissa doesn't know you because she's new here. The fact is this Amanda; you took my son away from me. So I'm taking the company away from you. That's the end of it. I'll take this to court if I have to and then you'll be in huge trouble over the parental custody battle. You'll end up losing Eric for good then. As a matter of fact, I think I'll go ahead and set all of that up so you and Mr. Hildebrand won't have to ever worry about Eric being in the way anymore. I'm sure that he'll be happy for that. I bet he hates Eric."
"He does not! He cares about Eric just as much as you and I do!"
"That's a lie and you know it! I bet that once he found out that Eric was Bi-Sexual he suddenly started to hate him. Ben despises our son and you know it! At least I was supportive of his decision...Now what was the number for my lawyer."
Paul went over to his desk and started going through all of the papers on it. Some he even tossed on the floor. He was extremely pissed now, as he always was when Amanda was ever in front of him or was on the phone with him.
"Paul," Amanda said hysterical. "I'm sorry about all that but..."
"You're sorry," Paul asked in an amazed and sarcastic tone. "You're sorry that you have caused all of this pain for me? You're sorry that I haven't been able to be with my son? You... sorry? I don't think so."
Paul finally found the phone number he was looking for and picked up the phone to start dialing.
"Eric and Ben are trapped on an island filled with genetically engineered dinosaurs," Amanda yelled.
Paul stopped dialing and put the phone down on the receiver. He looked up at her like she was an idiot. "Is that the best you can do? Do you actually think that I'm going to believe that bullshit? Genetically engineered dinosaurs, are you kidding me? I always knew you had an imagination, but this is ridiculous."
"It's true Paul! Don't you remember that story a few years ago? Don't you remember those books that Eric used to read all the time? Those books about dinosaurs still living and chaos theory? Tell me that you remember Paul?"
"I remember that Eric used to read fiction books about all of that, but it was fiction. To be true, it must be found in the nonfiction section. It doesn't take a librarian to know that Amanda."
"Paul, I'm being serious! Those books were only printed to be fiction! Don't you ever get out into the world anymore? Everyone knows of the InGen incident now! Some guy named Richard Levine used to talk about it all the time! There's proof of it Paul!"
"Alright," Paul said. "Say I was to believe you, why is our son on an island filled with those creatures?"
"During our trip in Costa Rica," Amanda began, "Ben decided to take Eric on a Parasailing trip out to one of the nearby islands that was supposed to be inhabited by African Safari animals. That's what Eric said the boatman would be taking them to see. So I said that it would be great for Eric to see some elephants and lions ya know?"
"African Safari in Costa Rica," Paul asked laughed. "Eric always told me that you were dumber then I thought, but I never thought you were that dumb. You actually fell for one of Eric's little pranks, and Ben was stupid enough to go along with it as well. Amanda, if you knew that there were these so called InGen dinosaurs in the world, then why didn't you think about that before you allowed him to go?"
"Dr. Levine never said exactly where the animals were," Amanda replied. "He only said that they still existed."
"Well that makes sense," Paul said shaking his head. "But that doesn't mean that you shouldn't have thought it really weird that there would be African animals out of their normal climate and on a tropical island."
Paul leaned back in his seat and turned it around to look out the large window outside. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. His only son, whom he hadn't seen in over a year, was trapped on an island with prehistoric animals and the only other human that was there was the one that Paul gave absolutely no trust to. His son was the only person that he had left in this world. He was too old and ugly to ever been able to start over with someone else and create a new family. Eric meant way too much to him for him to just give the poor boy up for dead. He had to do something, but what?
"What are we going to do Paul," Amanda asked, breaking Paul's concentration.
"The only thing that we can do," Paul replied, turning back around to face the woman who he once loved. "We have to get a team together and go to that island."
"Who are we ever going to get to go there," Amanda asked. "There is no one that we could ever ask nicely enough to risk their necks for our son."
"I have a few contacts that would be willing to 'risk their necks' for us," Paul replied.
"But we don't know anything about those animals," Amanda said.
"Don't worry," Paul said. "I'll take care of that. You just go home and get some rest. I'll gather our team and call you when you're needed."
"Alright," Amanda said. "But you'd better remember this. If you go out there without me, I'll find my own way to get there and you won't like who I bring."
Amanda walked out of the office leaving Paul alone again. As soon as she left, Melissa came in the door being pushed by a man wearing a business suit and carrying a briefcase.
"You don't have the authorization to see him," Melissa said. "Get going." The man was able to push through her and stood in front of Paul's desk. "Sir, this man doesn't have clearance."
"It's alright Melissa," Paul said. "Let him stay." Melissa left the room huffing angrily. "Now you're not going to hurt me are you Mr..."
"Talon," the man replied. "Ben Talon. I'm with the EPA."
"Listen sir," Paul began, "Kirby Enterprises doesn't have a problem with environmental protection. You have our full support and..."
"No sir," Ben said interrupting Paul. "I'm not here to discuss environmental problems. I was approached by your wife about-"
"Ex-Wife," Paul interrupted.
"Of course sir," Ben said. "I saw her just walk out of here crying so I guess she's already told you the news."
"About my son being on that island in Costa Rica," Paul asked.
"Yes," Ben replied. "And I'm here to tell you that I'm extremely willing to help in the funding of your rescue mission if you'll let me tag along on the trip."
"Why would the EPA what to help Kirby Enterprises on such a dangerous mission," Paul asked.
"Let's just say that there is another company that is going to that island that I need to stop," Ben replied. "It's very confidential right now, but I assure you that you'll know everything you need to know before it's all over."
"You said that you'd be willing to help with the funding," Paul said. "How much help exactly?"
"The Environmental Protection Agency is willing to pay ten thousand dollars to the cause," Ben said smiling.
"Ten thousand dollars would go a long way to hushing the Costa Rican Government," Paul said. "We might be able to get down there if we can pay them off."
"That's exactly what I was thinking sir," Ben said. "I don't want to keep you, because it seems that you're very busy here, but I would like to know if you have anyone in mind for this trip yet?"
"Just a few," Paul replied. "I have an old friend that went to Desert Storm. He's a mercenary now along with two other guys out in Montana. I believe those three will be of some help. The rest will have to be researched."
"Might I make a suggestion to you," Ben asked.
"Go ahead," Paul said, obviously not interested. Ben understood, because he was thinking about his son and how much trouble he was in on that island. "I would suggest that you take Dr. Alan Grant."
"Hey I know him," Paul said. "My son has all of his books. He's a world renown Paleontologist if I remember what my son told me about him."
"That's right Mr. Kirby," Ben said smiling. "He has dwelt with those animals before. He would know what to do."
Paul looked up at the man. "So those books were really nonfiction?"
Ben laughed. "Yes, but he didn't want to come off like a lunatic to his public, so he made them fiction novels."
"Then that would mean that we could take that mathematician," Paul said excitedly. "What was his name? Ian Malcolm I believe!"
"I wouldn't recommend him sir," Ben said.
"Well why not," Paul asked.
"Because he's not all there when it comes to being a normal person," Ben replied. "I think he would just get in the way and make a bunch of stupid jokes whenever he got the chance to do so."
"If you say so," Paul replied. "So where do I find Dr. Grant at?"
"He actually works in the same state that your mercenary friends work," Ben replied. "He's in the Snakewater region of Montana."
"Oh," Paul said. "That's a very sad place to be. I believe there's nothing for miles but desert."
"Well it is the best place for a Paleontological dig," Ben said smiling. "Oh, and there's someone down in Costa Rica that might hold promise. He's a friend of Richard Levine. I believe his name is Marty Guitierrez. You might want to consider him. He's an American Biologist."
Paul stood from his desk and walked over to Ben. He shook his hand. "I will. Thank you for coming here, and welcome to the team." Paul left the room with Ben right behind them. The first stage of their expedition was beginning.
Payne, and Jim Taylor
Sunday, July 10, 1999 Enid, Oklahoma
A huge building stood around the small town of Enid, Oklahoma. The sun glistened on the windows of the building as people were bustling in and out of the building at a quick motion. It was noon. Noon, as always, meant lunchtime at Kirby Enterprises. That's why there were people moving around like they were stampeding carabao.
Inside a large room, on the fifth floor of the building, was a man in his late forties sitting behind a messy desk, eating some fast food from McDonalds. He had a mustache and wore a dress shirt and tie.
The desk wasn't the only thing that was messy. The room itself looked like it had been through a hurricane. There were also several boxes littering the room.
Suddenly the phone rang. The man put down his cheeseburger and picked up the phone.
"Kirby," the man said into the phone with his mouth full. He then swallowed the food in his mouth and repeated himself. "No I don't want to reconsider your proposal Mr. Mayor! Kirby Enterprises is moving out to San Francisco no matter what you say... Don't you understand sir? This company is too huge to stay in this small town... Well, I'm sorry that you feel that way, but that's the way things are. Thank you for caring about Kirby Enterprises and I hope you'll have more of our business in the future. Goodbye!"
Paul Kirby slammed the phone and sighed in anger. He looked up to see his secretary, Melissa, standing in the doorframe. She was smiling.
"Don't you just hate that catch phrase," Melissa teased.
"Every time I have to use it," Paul replied smiling.
"The mayor just doesn't want to give up does he," Melissa asked.
"Apparently not," Paul replied. "He never cared about this company a few months ago."
"Well sir," Melissa began, "that's because you weren't planning on moving it all the way out to California until earlier this month. The mayor is just afraid that Enid will lose its visitors and perhaps even some of its residence."
"Well they'll definitely be loosing a lot of the employees from here," Paul said. "By the way, do you have the final listing of who's going to actually move out there with us?"
"It's almost finished sir," Melissa replied. "We were able to get about seventy-five percent of them to agree to move. The rest wouldn't move either because they had children that they didn't want to have to move to a different school, or they just couldn't stand to leave this awful place."
"Well if it's not finished Melissa dear," Paul began, "why aren't you finishing it? That thing needs to be done ASAP."
"See that's why I'm here," Melissa said. "There's someone here to see you. She says she's your wife. I didn't know you were married sir."
Paul sighed. He appeared to become extremely nervous. "Send her in."
"Of course sir," Melissa replied. She walked off and left Paul in the room alone. He turned back to his food and decided to take another bite or two before the pain in his ass came in.
Suddenly a beautiful blond woman in her late thirties came into the room. She seemed quite frantic as she started pacing around the room. Paul didn't seem to notice as he continued to eat.
"Hello Amanda," Paul said. "Haven't seen you in some time. What do you want?"
"Paul," Amanda began angrily, "don't you dare talk to me like that! Can't you tell that I'm panicking here?"
"Why are you panicking," Paul said, now looking at some papers on his desk while he drunk from his coke.
"Paul," Amanda yelled. "Look at me!"
Paul looked up at Amanda and saw how angry she was. "You're serious about all this aren't you?"
"Paul I just got back from Costa Rica," Amanda said.
"Oh how was the trip," Paul said delighted. "I'm sure you took Eric with you, didn't ya? You never let me do anything with him anymore. You do know that's against the law to not let a father spend time with his son and..."
"Paul I didn't come here to listen to one of your damn lectures," Amanda yelled. "Our son is..."
"Oh so now he's our son huh," Paul broke in. Paul stood up and walked over to Amanda. "He hasn't been our son for a whole damn year now! After you decided to bring that guy, what's his name...Ben! That's it. Ben Hildebrand right? After he came into your life, you didn't give a shit if I ever saw Eric again didn't you!"
"Paul will you just..."
"No Amanda! I refuse to listen to you anymore. I call you on the phone once every week to see if I'm going to get to spend some time with my son, but you always tell me that you already have plans for him. You tell me that he's going to spend the night with a friend, or that he's grounded, he has to do his homework, he has a date with some guy, or the one that I personally love the most: Ben wants to do something with him this week! You have some nerve coming here to try and talk to me at my work place, and right in the middle of our moving procedure!"
"Moving procedure," Amanda asked confused and crying her eyes out.
"That's right Amanda," Paul replied. "I'm taking Kirby Enterprises and I'm moving it out to San Francisco."
"You can't do that without my consent," Amanda yelled. "I am part owner of this company! I can't even believe that stupid girl out there that you call a secretary didn't know who I was! I'm the damn CEO of this company!"
"Melissa doesn't know you because she's new here. The fact is this Amanda; you took my son away from me. So I'm taking the company away from you. That's the end of it. I'll take this to court if I have to and then you'll be in huge trouble over the parental custody battle. You'll end up losing Eric for good then. As a matter of fact, I think I'll go ahead and set all of that up so you and Mr. Hildebrand won't have to ever worry about Eric being in the way anymore. I'm sure that he'll be happy for that. I bet he hates Eric."
"He does not! He cares about Eric just as much as you and I do!"
"That's a lie and you know it! I bet that once he found out that Eric was Bi-Sexual he suddenly started to hate him. Ben despises our son and you know it! At least I was supportive of his decision...Now what was the number for my lawyer."
Paul went over to his desk and started going through all of the papers on it. Some he even tossed on the floor. He was extremely pissed now, as he always was when Amanda was ever in front of him or was on the phone with him.
"Paul," Amanda said hysterical. "I'm sorry about all that but..."
"You're sorry," Paul asked in an amazed and sarcastic tone. "You're sorry that you have caused all of this pain for me? You're sorry that I haven't been able to be with my son? You... sorry? I don't think so."
Paul finally found the phone number he was looking for and picked up the phone to start dialing.
"Eric and Ben are trapped on an island filled with genetically engineered dinosaurs," Amanda yelled.
Paul stopped dialing and put the phone down on the receiver. He looked up at her like she was an idiot. "Is that the best you can do? Do you actually think that I'm going to believe that bullshit? Genetically engineered dinosaurs, are you kidding me? I always knew you had an imagination, but this is ridiculous."
"It's true Paul! Don't you remember that story a few years ago? Don't you remember those books that Eric used to read all the time? Those books about dinosaurs still living and chaos theory? Tell me that you remember Paul?"
"I remember that Eric used to read fiction books about all of that, but it was fiction. To be true, it must be found in the nonfiction section. It doesn't take a librarian to know that Amanda."
"Paul, I'm being serious! Those books were only printed to be fiction! Don't you ever get out into the world anymore? Everyone knows of the InGen incident now! Some guy named Richard Levine used to talk about it all the time! There's proof of it Paul!"
"Alright," Paul said. "Say I was to believe you, why is our son on an island filled with those creatures?"
"During our trip in Costa Rica," Amanda began, "Ben decided to take Eric on a Parasailing trip out to one of the nearby islands that was supposed to be inhabited by African Safari animals. That's what Eric said the boatman would be taking them to see. So I said that it would be great for Eric to see some elephants and lions ya know?"
"African Safari in Costa Rica," Paul asked laughed. "Eric always told me that you were dumber then I thought, but I never thought you were that dumb. You actually fell for one of Eric's little pranks, and Ben was stupid enough to go along with it as well. Amanda, if you knew that there were these so called InGen dinosaurs in the world, then why didn't you think about that before you allowed him to go?"
"Dr. Levine never said exactly where the animals were," Amanda replied. "He only said that they still existed."
"Well that makes sense," Paul said shaking his head. "But that doesn't mean that you shouldn't have thought it really weird that there would be African animals out of their normal climate and on a tropical island."
Paul leaned back in his seat and turned it around to look out the large window outside. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. His only son, whom he hadn't seen in over a year, was trapped on an island with prehistoric animals and the only other human that was there was the one that Paul gave absolutely no trust to. His son was the only person that he had left in this world. He was too old and ugly to ever been able to start over with someone else and create a new family. Eric meant way too much to him for him to just give the poor boy up for dead. He had to do something, but what?
"What are we going to do Paul," Amanda asked, breaking Paul's concentration.
"The only thing that we can do," Paul replied, turning back around to face the woman who he once loved. "We have to get a team together and go to that island."
"Who are we ever going to get to go there," Amanda asked. "There is no one that we could ever ask nicely enough to risk their necks for our son."
"I have a few contacts that would be willing to 'risk their necks' for us," Paul replied.
"But we don't know anything about those animals," Amanda said.
"Don't worry," Paul said. "I'll take care of that. You just go home and get some rest. I'll gather our team and call you when you're needed."
"Alright," Amanda said. "But you'd better remember this. If you go out there without me, I'll find my own way to get there and you won't like who I bring."
Amanda walked out of the office leaving Paul alone again. As soon as she left, Melissa came in the door being pushed by a man wearing a business suit and carrying a briefcase.
"You don't have the authorization to see him," Melissa said. "Get going." The man was able to push through her and stood in front of Paul's desk. "Sir, this man doesn't have clearance."
"It's alright Melissa," Paul said. "Let him stay." Melissa left the room huffing angrily. "Now you're not going to hurt me are you Mr..."
"Talon," the man replied. "Ben Talon. I'm with the EPA."
"Listen sir," Paul began, "Kirby Enterprises doesn't have a problem with environmental protection. You have our full support and..."
"No sir," Ben said interrupting Paul. "I'm not here to discuss environmental problems. I was approached by your wife about-"
"Ex-Wife," Paul interrupted.
"Of course sir," Ben said. "I saw her just walk out of here crying so I guess she's already told you the news."
"About my son being on that island in Costa Rica," Paul asked.
"Yes," Ben replied. "And I'm here to tell you that I'm extremely willing to help in the funding of your rescue mission if you'll let me tag along on the trip."
"Why would the EPA what to help Kirby Enterprises on such a dangerous mission," Paul asked.
"Let's just say that there is another company that is going to that island that I need to stop," Ben replied. "It's very confidential right now, but I assure you that you'll know everything you need to know before it's all over."
"You said that you'd be willing to help with the funding," Paul said. "How much help exactly?"
"The Environmental Protection Agency is willing to pay ten thousand dollars to the cause," Ben said smiling.
"Ten thousand dollars would go a long way to hushing the Costa Rican Government," Paul said. "We might be able to get down there if we can pay them off."
"That's exactly what I was thinking sir," Ben said. "I don't want to keep you, because it seems that you're very busy here, but I would like to know if you have anyone in mind for this trip yet?"
"Just a few," Paul replied. "I have an old friend that went to Desert Storm. He's a mercenary now along with two other guys out in Montana. I believe those three will be of some help. The rest will have to be researched."
"Might I make a suggestion to you," Ben asked.
"Go ahead," Paul said, obviously not interested. Ben understood, because he was thinking about his son and how much trouble he was in on that island. "I would suggest that you take Dr. Alan Grant."
"Hey I know him," Paul said. "My son has all of his books. He's a world renown Paleontologist if I remember what my son told me about him."
"That's right Mr. Kirby," Ben said smiling. "He has dwelt with those animals before. He would know what to do."
Paul looked up at the man. "So those books were really nonfiction?"
Ben laughed. "Yes, but he didn't want to come off like a lunatic to his public, so he made them fiction novels."
"Then that would mean that we could take that mathematician," Paul said excitedly. "What was his name? Ian Malcolm I believe!"
"I wouldn't recommend him sir," Ben said.
"Well why not," Paul asked.
"Because he's not all there when it comes to being a normal person," Ben replied. "I think he would just get in the way and make a bunch of stupid jokes whenever he got the chance to do so."
"If you say so," Paul replied. "So where do I find Dr. Grant at?"
"He actually works in the same state that your mercenary friends work," Ben replied. "He's in the Snakewater region of Montana."
"Oh," Paul said. "That's a very sad place to be. I believe there's nothing for miles but desert."
"Well it is the best place for a Paleontological dig," Ben said smiling. "Oh, and there's someone down in Costa Rica that might hold promise. He's a friend of Richard Levine. I believe his name is Marty Guitierrez. You might want to consider him. He's an American Biologist."
Paul stood from his desk and walked over to Ben. He shook his hand. "I will. Thank you for coming here, and welcome to the team." Paul left the room with Ben right behind them. The first stage of their expedition was beginning.