14. THE EXPLAINATION
Based from the movie Jurassic Park 3 written by Peter Buchman, Alexander
Payne, and Jim Taylor
Wednesday, July 13, 1999 Isla Sorna, Side Road
Paul Kirby fell to the ground with a loud thud; however the ground he hit was that of a man made dirt road. Grant popped his knuckles, and Amanda stepped in. "Please.please.just stop," she said low on breath.
"You have a lot of explaining to do, Mr. Kirby," Grant said.
"Let me, please," Paul said.
Grant and Billy hovered above Paul as Guitierrez helped Amanda over to a tree to rest. Ben went over to stand beside Paul.
"About four days ago," Paul said low on breath. "My son. and her fiancé went paragliding over this island. we got a signal from them. and we haven't heard from them since."
"How old is your son," Grant asked.
"He's fourteen," Paul replied.
"Then he's probably dead, Mr. Kirby," Grant said. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was actually dragged to this island to rescue a boy that was more then likely already dead. Grant sighed and turned around shaking his head.
"No," Amanda said with tears in her eyes, crying at what Grant had just said.
"Amanda," Guitierrez began, "calm down. You must realize what is on this island."
"We know what is on this island," Amanda screamed at Guitierrez. "Its name is Eric, and he's alive."
"We know he's alive," Paul said shaking his head. "Dr. Grant, I understand your fury, and I can say nothing to make you forgive me, and I realize that..."
"But Dr. Grant. our son and my fiancé are here somewhere. alive," Amanda said crying even more then before. She was in shock at the way Grant was acting about this. She didn't understand why the man didn't believe that Eric was still alive on the island somewhere.
"And we couldn't get the military. the government. no one seemed to care even with the fact of all the imports and exports that my company produces with the exception of the EPA," Paul said almost crying himself. " Even though he's here for a different reason. So we took this into our own hands. All we want to do is rescue the two, and leave, no questions asked."
"If you only knew the danger we are in right now, you would have brought more than us," Grant said. " And even still, it wouldn't help."
"Better than living without my son," Paul said. " Our. our son."
"I'd rather die here than know that my Eric was gone," Amanda said.
"Well that is probably going to be what happens," Grant said.
"Let's head for the coast," Billy offered.
"Good idea," Grant said. " Maybe we should look around here a little while. may as well help them look for that boy while we are here. If we keep to this road, it could lead us to an area that he might be hiding."
"Thank you, Dr. -," Paul was cut off.
"Shut up," Grant said.
"Okay," Paul said, looking down in sadness.
"Which way is the coast," Udesky said with a horrified look on his face.
Grant pointed a finger back toward the plane wreckage. Grant said, "We'll go there; I saw a small creek. Probably leads to a river, which will lead to the shore."
"We should head back to the plane and look for things we can use," Guitierrez said, starting to walk back in the direction of the plane.
"Amanda and I aren't leaving until we find our son," Paul said, trying to make it clear to Dr. Grant.
"Well you can go look for him, or follow us as long as you don't hold us up," Grant said. "Either way. we're probably not getting off this island alive."
A loud moan came from deeper within the jungle.
"Ben!! Eric," Amanda yelled shocked to hear the noise.
"Amanda don't yell," Paul said.
"Nash, Udesky, Dr. Guitierrez, watch the Kirby's and our EPA friend while you go back to the plane wreckage. We'll catch up in a minute," Grant said starting off. He knew that he could probably trust those three guys to watch the Kirby's for some reason. There was something about them that gave Grant a reason to believe that they would all survive, or at least he hoped. "Billy and I will check it out."
"Sure, I guess," Udesky said, with look of puzzlement as he was trying to clean off some blood on Nash's leg.
"No," Paul yelled. " We are coming."
"Trust me, you probably don't want to," Grant said.
"But-" Amanda said.
"We'll be back," Billy interrupted.
Grant and Billy walked off going into the jungle beyond. The Kirby's and rest ran back in the direction of the plane wreckage.
"Maybe hiring them wasn't such a good idea after all," Paul said.
"Maybe," Amanda said. "But they are our only hope of getting off of this island with our son."
"What makes you believe that them helping us is going to change anything," Guitierrez asked.
"We just have a feeling," Paul replied. "You don't understand Dr. Guitierrez, our son is pretty much on his own out here on this island."
"What about the guy that's with him," Guitierrez asked.
"Eric is with Ben and he'll be ok as long as he's with him," Amanda said.
"No he won't be ok until he's away from Ben," Paul said. "I don't trust that man, and I never will trust that man. I know good and well that he despises Eric and I won't rest until he is safely with me and away from him."
"Why would Ben hate Eric," Guitierrez asked confused.
"Paul believes that in all of the world that isn't anyone that can stand guys that aren't completely straight except for himself," Amanda replied rolling her eyes.
"I don't believe that," Paul said angrily. "Don't you try and turn this around on me. I can't help it that Eric is Bi-Sexual. I just know that Ben is going to try and hurt poor Eric if they're alone out here much longer."
"I see what this is all about now," Guitierrez said. "I can't say that I blame you for being worried Mr. Kirby. I would be too if my Bi- Sexual son was on an island alone with a homophobic."
"Well at least someone understands me," Paul said pleased.
"Ben is not homophobic," Amanda yelled.
"I'm not going to listen to this Amanda," Paul yelled back.
Udesky and Nash up front were shaking their heads.
"If we have to split up again," Udesky said. "I'm not going with them."
Nash laughed. "Same here my friend. Same here."
The six people continued moving back toward the plane wreckage while Paul and Amanda continued their constant fighting with one another.
Payne, and Jim Taylor
Wednesday, July 13, 1999 Isla Sorna, Side Road
Paul Kirby fell to the ground with a loud thud; however the ground he hit was that of a man made dirt road. Grant popped his knuckles, and Amanda stepped in. "Please.please.just stop," she said low on breath.
"You have a lot of explaining to do, Mr. Kirby," Grant said.
"Let me, please," Paul said.
Grant and Billy hovered above Paul as Guitierrez helped Amanda over to a tree to rest. Ben went over to stand beside Paul.
"About four days ago," Paul said low on breath. "My son. and her fiancé went paragliding over this island. we got a signal from them. and we haven't heard from them since."
"How old is your son," Grant asked.
"He's fourteen," Paul replied.
"Then he's probably dead, Mr. Kirby," Grant said. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was actually dragged to this island to rescue a boy that was more then likely already dead. Grant sighed and turned around shaking his head.
"No," Amanda said with tears in her eyes, crying at what Grant had just said.
"Amanda," Guitierrez began, "calm down. You must realize what is on this island."
"We know what is on this island," Amanda screamed at Guitierrez. "Its name is Eric, and he's alive."
"We know he's alive," Paul said shaking his head. "Dr. Grant, I understand your fury, and I can say nothing to make you forgive me, and I realize that..."
"But Dr. Grant. our son and my fiancé are here somewhere. alive," Amanda said crying even more then before. She was in shock at the way Grant was acting about this. She didn't understand why the man didn't believe that Eric was still alive on the island somewhere.
"And we couldn't get the military. the government. no one seemed to care even with the fact of all the imports and exports that my company produces with the exception of the EPA," Paul said almost crying himself. " Even though he's here for a different reason. So we took this into our own hands. All we want to do is rescue the two, and leave, no questions asked."
"If you only knew the danger we are in right now, you would have brought more than us," Grant said. " And even still, it wouldn't help."
"Better than living without my son," Paul said. " Our. our son."
"I'd rather die here than know that my Eric was gone," Amanda said.
"Well that is probably going to be what happens," Grant said.
"Let's head for the coast," Billy offered.
"Good idea," Grant said. " Maybe we should look around here a little while. may as well help them look for that boy while we are here. If we keep to this road, it could lead us to an area that he might be hiding."
"Thank you, Dr. -," Paul was cut off.
"Shut up," Grant said.
"Okay," Paul said, looking down in sadness.
"Which way is the coast," Udesky said with a horrified look on his face.
Grant pointed a finger back toward the plane wreckage. Grant said, "We'll go there; I saw a small creek. Probably leads to a river, which will lead to the shore."
"We should head back to the plane and look for things we can use," Guitierrez said, starting to walk back in the direction of the plane.
"Amanda and I aren't leaving until we find our son," Paul said, trying to make it clear to Dr. Grant.
"Well you can go look for him, or follow us as long as you don't hold us up," Grant said. "Either way. we're probably not getting off this island alive."
A loud moan came from deeper within the jungle.
"Ben!! Eric," Amanda yelled shocked to hear the noise.
"Amanda don't yell," Paul said.
"Nash, Udesky, Dr. Guitierrez, watch the Kirby's and our EPA friend while you go back to the plane wreckage. We'll catch up in a minute," Grant said starting off. He knew that he could probably trust those three guys to watch the Kirby's for some reason. There was something about them that gave Grant a reason to believe that they would all survive, or at least he hoped. "Billy and I will check it out."
"Sure, I guess," Udesky said, with look of puzzlement as he was trying to clean off some blood on Nash's leg.
"No," Paul yelled. " We are coming."
"Trust me, you probably don't want to," Grant said.
"But-" Amanda said.
"We'll be back," Billy interrupted.
Grant and Billy walked off going into the jungle beyond. The Kirby's and rest ran back in the direction of the plane wreckage.
"Maybe hiring them wasn't such a good idea after all," Paul said.
"Maybe," Amanda said. "But they are our only hope of getting off of this island with our son."
"What makes you believe that them helping us is going to change anything," Guitierrez asked.
"We just have a feeling," Paul replied. "You don't understand Dr. Guitierrez, our son is pretty much on his own out here on this island."
"What about the guy that's with him," Guitierrez asked.
"Eric is with Ben and he'll be ok as long as he's with him," Amanda said.
"No he won't be ok until he's away from Ben," Paul said. "I don't trust that man, and I never will trust that man. I know good and well that he despises Eric and I won't rest until he is safely with me and away from him."
"Why would Ben hate Eric," Guitierrez asked confused.
"Paul believes that in all of the world that isn't anyone that can stand guys that aren't completely straight except for himself," Amanda replied rolling her eyes.
"I don't believe that," Paul said angrily. "Don't you try and turn this around on me. I can't help it that Eric is Bi-Sexual. I just know that Ben is going to try and hurt poor Eric if they're alone out here much longer."
"I see what this is all about now," Guitierrez said. "I can't say that I blame you for being worried Mr. Kirby. I would be too if my Bi- Sexual son was on an island alone with a homophobic."
"Well at least someone understands me," Paul said pleased.
"Ben is not homophobic," Amanda yelled.
"I'm not going to listen to this Amanda," Paul yelled back.
Udesky and Nash up front were shaking their heads.
"If we have to split up again," Udesky said. "I'm not going with them."
Nash laughed. "Same here my friend. Same here."
The six people continued moving back toward the plane wreckage while Paul and Amanda continued their constant fighting with one another.