22. THE TRIKE IS LOOSE
Based from early scripting for the movie The Lost World: Jurassic Park by
Michael Crichton
Thursday, July 14, 1999 Isla Sorna, Valley
Ed James walked around the hunter camp looking at all of the people doing their usual duties. Darris Sumner was walking around all of the animal cages making sure the animals were secure and wouldn't be able to get loose. Miguel Sanchez was messing with the communications equipment trying to get a feed to the mainland while James' boss, Jeff Rossiter and the strange Paleontologist, Dr. Evan Baker argued about the equipment not being good on their energy reserves.
"I'm telling you Mr. Rossiter," Evan began, "we aren't going to be able to keep this camp running if you try to make feeds to the mainland."
"Last time I checked," Rossiter began, "I was the leader of this team, not Evan Baker. So Doctor, why don't you just sit back and relax. You're stressing way too much for a Paleontologist that is getting to see real living dinosaurs for the first time in your life."
James then heard the cries of the hurt baby Tyrannosaurus that Rossiter had hit an hour earlier. James walked into the jungle where he saw Roland and Ajay sitting in the foliage beyond several feet from the Rex.
"Is there a reason why you're here," Roland scowled. "We don't need any distractions. Or have you came to ruff up the poor kid too?"
"I just came to check on the two of you," James replied, getting pissed about Roland's attitude. James wondered where Rossiter picked this guy up. He assumed that it was some gang in New York, or a tribe in Africa. James smiled. "You know, there was a village that called from the satellite phone a few minutes ago, and they said that they wanted their idiot back."
"I hate that woman," Roland laughed. This guy was obviously the only idiot around here.
Right then the three men heard a thumping sound coming from the jungle. Ajay looked around in all directions. "I think we have company."
"It's about time," Roland said. "Get out of here Mr. James. You don't want to be here when the Rex-"
He stopped himself as he heard another loud thump this time louder then before. The baby Rex's screams got louder and louder.
"Shit," Roland whispered. "It's to late for you to get out of here now. Get down and be quiet."
James did so slowly as the thumps continued to get louder. However, they then stopped abruptly. The three men sat calmly and scared shitless. From back at the hunter camp they could all three hear the screams of the people and could see explosions everywhere. Roland looked at the two other men in confusion as to this new development.
* * *
In one of the hunter tents at the camp, Jeff Rossiter leaned over the satellite recon pictures of the island, planning the next day's assault with Darris Sumner and Evan Baker. There were small wooden dinosaur models scattered around the photos, indicating where certain species could be found.
"If you're really interested in infants, we'll have better luck at the seaside, because the sands offer a cushioning surface where the egg clutches can-" Baker trailed off.
A low rumbling sound could be heard outside, and the little wooden dinosaurs started shaking on the board. They looked at each other. The rumbling got louder. Outside, someone shouted; on the board, the little dinosaurs started hopping and bouncing from the vibrations, the shouts outside turned to screams, they turned and looked at the back of the tent, and a Triceratops busted right through the canvas!
Hunters went flying as the tent covered the triceratops, its horns tearing through the canvas, rumbled across the camp. Men shouted in alarm, the Triceratops bellowed in anger and confusion, chaos reigned.
The Triceratops, blinded by the canvas shroud, stomped right through the fire in the middle of the camp and the tent busted into flames. Now really upset, the animal panicked and lashed out in all directions, blasting through tents, demolishing and setting ablaze anything that got in its way. Its considerable hindquarters slammed into a parked jeep, sending it rolling across the camp. The jeep flattened the largest tent and slammed down on its side. Its broken gas line sprayed gas over the ground, the gas hit one of the dozens of small blazes the triceratops has left in its wake, and the flames shot up the ribbon of gas. The jeep exploded.
Back in the jungle Roland, James, and Ajay, in the foliage, leaped to their feet as a fireball rose up from the camp in the distance.
"What in God's-," Roland yelled.
At the camp, the rest of the newly freed animals now stormed through the camp. The blue laser barriers bounced crazily and went out as the sending units were trampled underfoot by the fleeing animals. The burning tent, which was the equipment tent, then detonated in a series of smaller explosions. Darris and several others were knocked to the ground by the series of concessive blasts. He dragged himself up onto all fours, charred and bruised. A burning tire rolled slowly past him, spinning to a stop, at Roland's feet. Darris looked up at him.
"That's the last time I leave you in charge," Roland said as he, Ajay, and James walked away from him. They walked up to Rossiter and stared at him. "What happened here?"
"Do you actually believe that I can tell you," Rossiter asked.
"Perhaps you're right," Roland said smiling.
"Um," James began, "where are the all of our men going?"
Roland, Ajay, and Rossiter turned in the direction of where all of the Hunters were going, and saw that they were going right into the forest. Suddenly there were several snarling sounds coming from all directions.
Rossiter's eyes widened as he realized what was happening. "Velociraptors."
"Holy shit," Roland said as he and Ajay began to run and try to stop the Hunters.
In the jungle several of the Hunters, petrified of the dangerous Triceratops, ran into the jungle leaving the valley behind. Evan Baker stopped and turned, looking back toward the valley to see that the trike or any other animal was no longer following them.
"They gave up," Baker yelled with joy. "They're not chasing us!"
The ten other Hunters gave sighs of relief. In the distance, Ajay's voice could be heard, faintly calling for them to come back.
Back in the valley in the distance, they could see Roland and Ajay, waving their arms madly. But in the giddiness of their escape, they paid it no mind. Everyone wanted to get out of there. They continued plowing through the thick jungle trees and bushes, anything to get further away from the triceratops.
In the darkness of the foliage, the tops of three animal heads rose up slowly, backlit by the fading sunlight. In the distance, the heads could see the Hunter party. The heads descended, back into the bushes and behind the trees.
The Hunters continued forward, oblivious to the animals that were stalking them. Now behind them, four more heads rose up behind the trees, and then returned behind the trees again. On all sides of the Hunters, the sounds of the trees rippling was heard as the animals moved forward toward them, undetected, inexorable as torpedoes. And these torpedoes were on target. One Hunter was suddenly dragged down, yanked silently behind one of the trees. In his place, a long, lizard-like tail went out from behind the tree as the animal dropped its head to make the kill. Behind him, two more Hunters were taken down, and two more animal tails appeared out of the trees in their place.
Miguel Sanchez ahead heard the rustling and turned. His face turned white as, behind him, a Velociraptor sprung out of the bushes.
The Velociraptor ran upright on its powerfully muscled hind legs, the second toe of each foot bearing an extra-large curved claw, carried in a retracted position, with which it slashed on attack. Like now, this raptor snarled and slammed into Miguel, taking him down. A feeding frenzy ensued. The Hunters ran in all directions, but were pulled down and vanished into the thick area of foliage and brush. Another raptor entered from the right leaping high into the air and slammed into the chest of more human prey, and took him down, into the bushes.
Somewhat ahead of the other Hunters that had fallen to their deaths, Evan Baker's face fell, defeated. He looked around, realizing he too was now stranded in the middle of the forested area. Around him, four torpedo tails went straight for him. Baker simply closed his eyes and prayed.
Roland Tembo and Ajay Sidahu stared at each other in horror and then turned away going back toward the damaged hunter camp. Roland now knew why an adult Tyrannosaur hadn't came to rescue its baby. They had camped near a Velociraptor infested area and there was no way for an adult to get to its baby. Roland cursed himself now realizing his mistake and hoped that there was still a chance to get his prize that he so wanted and deserved.
Michael Crichton
Thursday, July 14, 1999 Isla Sorna, Valley
Ed James walked around the hunter camp looking at all of the people doing their usual duties. Darris Sumner was walking around all of the animal cages making sure the animals were secure and wouldn't be able to get loose. Miguel Sanchez was messing with the communications equipment trying to get a feed to the mainland while James' boss, Jeff Rossiter and the strange Paleontologist, Dr. Evan Baker argued about the equipment not being good on their energy reserves.
"I'm telling you Mr. Rossiter," Evan began, "we aren't going to be able to keep this camp running if you try to make feeds to the mainland."
"Last time I checked," Rossiter began, "I was the leader of this team, not Evan Baker. So Doctor, why don't you just sit back and relax. You're stressing way too much for a Paleontologist that is getting to see real living dinosaurs for the first time in your life."
James then heard the cries of the hurt baby Tyrannosaurus that Rossiter had hit an hour earlier. James walked into the jungle where he saw Roland and Ajay sitting in the foliage beyond several feet from the Rex.
"Is there a reason why you're here," Roland scowled. "We don't need any distractions. Or have you came to ruff up the poor kid too?"
"I just came to check on the two of you," James replied, getting pissed about Roland's attitude. James wondered where Rossiter picked this guy up. He assumed that it was some gang in New York, or a tribe in Africa. James smiled. "You know, there was a village that called from the satellite phone a few minutes ago, and they said that they wanted their idiot back."
"I hate that woman," Roland laughed. This guy was obviously the only idiot around here.
Right then the three men heard a thumping sound coming from the jungle. Ajay looked around in all directions. "I think we have company."
"It's about time," Roland said. "Get out of here Mr. James. You don't want to be here when the Rex-"
He stopped himself as he heard another loud thump this time louder then before. The baby Rex's screams got louder and louder.
"Shit," Roland whispered. "It's to late for you to get out of here now. Get down and be quiet."
James did so slowly as the thumps continued to get louder. However, they then stopped abruptly. The three men sat calmly and scared shitless. From back at the hunter camp they could all three hear the screams of the people and could see explosions everywhere. Roland looked at the two other men in confusion as to this new development.
* * *
In one of the hunter tents at the camp, Jeff Rossiter leaned over the satellite recon pictures of the island, planning the next day's assault with Darris Sumner and Evan Baker. There were small wooden dinosaur models scattered around the photos, indicating where certain species could be found.
"If you're really interested in infants, we'll have better luck at the seaside, because the sands offer a cushioning surface where the egg clutches can-" Baker trailed off.
A low rumbling sound could be heard outside, and the little wooden dinosaurs started shaking on the board. They looked at each other. The rumbling got louder. Outside, someone shouted; on the board, the little dinosaurs started hopping and bouncing from the vibrations, the shouts outside turned to screams, they turned and looked at the back of the tent, and a Triceratops busted right through the canvas!
Hunters went flying as the tent covered the triceratops, its horns tearing through the canvas, rumbled across the camp. Men shouted in alarm, the Triceratops bellowed in anger and confusion, chaos reigned.
The Triceratops, blinded by the canvas shroud, stomped right through the fire in the middle of the camp and the tent busted into flames. Now really upset, the animal panicked and lashed out in all directions, blasting through tents, demolishing and setting ablaze anything that got in its way. Its considerable hindquarters slammed into a parked jeep, sending it rolling across the camp. The jeep flattened the largest tent and slammed down on its side. Its broken gas line sprayed gas over the ground, the gas hit one of the dozens of small blazes the triceratops has left in its wake, and the flames shot up the ribbon of gas. The jeep exploded.
Back in the jungle Roland, James, and Ajay, in the foliage, leaped to their feet as a fireball rose up from the camp in the distance.
"What in God's-," Roland yelled.
At the camp, the rest of the newly freed animals now stormed through the camp. The blue laser barriers bounced crazily and went out as the sending units were trampled underfoot by the fleeing animals. The burning tent, which was the equipment tent, then detonated in a series of smaller explosions. Darris and several others were knocked to the ground by the series of concessive blasts. He dragged himself up onto all fours, charred and bruised. A burning tire rolled slowly past him, spinning to a stop, at Roland's feet. Darris looked up at him.
"That's the last time I leave you in charge," Roland said as he, Ajay, and James walked away from him. They walked up to Rossiter and stared at him. "What happened here?"
"Do you actually believe that I can tell you," Rossiter asked.
"Perhaps you're right," Roland said smiling.
"Um," James began, "where are the all of our men going?"
Roland, Ajay, and Rossiter turned in the direction of where all of the Hunters were going, and saw that they were going right into the forest. Suddenly there were several snarling sounds coming from all directions.
Rossiter's eyes widened as he realized what was happening. "Velociraptors."
"Holy shit," Roland said as he and Ajay began to run and try to stop the Hunters.
In the jungle several of the Hunters, petrified of the dangerous Triceratops, ran into the jungle leaving the valley behind. Evan Baker stopped and turned, looking back toward the valley to see that the trike or any other animal was no longer following them.
"They gave up," Baker yelled with joy. "They're not chasing us!"
The ten other Hunters gave sighs of relief. In the distance, Ajay's voice could be heard, faintly calling for them to come back.
Back in the valley in the distance, they could see Roland and Ajay, waving their arms madly. But in the giddiness of their escape, they paid it no mind. Everyone wanted to get out of there. They continued plowing through the thick jungle trees and bushes, anything to get further away from the triceratops.
In the darkness of the foliage, the tops of three animal heads rose up slowly, backlit by the fading sunlight. In the distance, the heads could see the Hunter party. The heads descended, back into the bushes and behind the trees.
The Hunters continued forward, oblivious to the animals that were stalking them. Now behind them, four more heads rose up behind the trees, and then returned behind the trees again. On all sides of the Hunters, the sounds of the trees rippling was heard as the animals moved forward toward them, undetected, inexorable as torpedoes. And these torpedoes were on target. One Hunter was suddenly dragged down, yanked silently behind one of the trees. In his place, a long, lizard-like tail went out from behind the tree as the animal dropped its head to make the kill. Behind him, two more Hunters were taken down, and two more animal tails appeared out of the trees in their place.
Miguel Sanchez ahead heard the rustling and turned. His face turned white as, behind him, a Velociraptor sprung out of the bushes.
The Velociraptor ran upright on its powerfully muscled hind legs, the second toe of each foot bearing an extra-large curved claw, carried in a retracted position, with which it slashed on attack. Like now, this raptor snarled and slammed into Miguel, taking him down. A feeding frenzy ensued. The Hunters ran in all directions, but were pulled down and vanished into the thick area of foliage and brush. Another raptor entered from the right leaping high into the air and slammed into the chest of more human prey, and took him down, into the bushes.
Somewhat ahead of the other Hunters that had fallen to their deaths, Evan Baker's face fell, defeated. He looked around, realizing he too was now stranded in the middle of the forested area. Around him, four torpedo tails went straight for him. Baker simply closed his eyes and prayed.
Roland Tembo and Ajay Sidahu stared at each other in horror and then turned away going back toward the damaged hunter camp. Roland now knew why an adult Tyrannosaur hadn't came to rescue its baby. They had camped near a Velociraptor infested area and there was no way for an adult to get to its baby. Roland cursed himself now realizing his mistake and hoped that there was still a chance to get his prize that he so wanted and deserved.