FADE IN:

EXT. T-REX PADDOCK - NIGHT

SUPER: ISLA NUBLAR, 120 MILES WEST OF COSTA RICA, 1993

In the lush rainforest enclosure, two MAINTENANCE STAFF, #1

and #2, set-up a rising metal platform with a post. The

platform is intended to rise from underground.

The rainforest is still and there is a slight drizzle.

Maintenance Staff #1 is welding the post.

Maintenance Staff #2 gathers the tools in a toolbox.

A radio CRACKLES from the toolbox. It's INGEN TECH.

INGEN TECH (V.O.)

(over radio)

You two finished out there?

Maintenance Staff #2 picks up the radio.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

Just about.

INGEN TECH (V.O.)

The asset has arrived. Suits want

you two to vacate the paddock ASAP.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

About that, what's the asset

exactly? This is a big pen.

INGEN TECH (V.O.)

It's having you for dinner if you

don't vacate.

The Maintenance Staff look at each other.

InGen Tech laughs.

INGEN TECH (V.O.)

I'm joking. Just finish up and get

out.

The radio CRACKLES out.

Maintenance Staff #2 turns to #1.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

Am I the only one who got chills

from that?

MAINTENANCE STAFF #1

It's probably this drizzle. I feel

a cold coming, too.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

Not what I meant.

The radio CRACKLES with STATIC.

Maintenance Staff #2 answers.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

Repeat.

INGEN TECH (V.O.)

The asset is no longer sedated.

Rangers want you out of there. NOW!

MAINTENANCE STAFF #1

Tell him that I still need to

adjust the-

A CRASH of machinery in the distance.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

What in the hell was that?

MAINTENANCE STAFF #1

I think that's our asset.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

It sounds big. Like really big.

INGEN TECH (V.O.)

Are you out?

MAINTENANCE STAFF #1

Done!

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

(into radio)

We're out!

The Maintenance Staff gather the toolbox and head for the

exit, when THUNDER of a footstep causes them to stop.

Another step.

A tree snaps and falls.

Steps pick up pace.

Maintenance Staff look at the tree line, then each other.

A TYRANNOSAURUS REX roars.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

Oh, shit!

The T-Rex runs among the trees, branches breaking and flashes

of leathery hide between the tree trunks in the moonlight.

The Maintenance Staff start to run for the exit, when the T

Rex bursts through the tree line.

The Maintenance Staff reach the exit and Maintenance Staff #1

fumbles his keycard.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #2

Will you hurry up!?

MAINTENANCE STAFF #1

I'm sorry!

The T-Rex is meters away.

Maintenance Staff #1 swipes the card and the two exit just as

the T-Rex reaches their position, jaws wide, barely missing a

limb.

The two Maintenance Staff breathe hard as they see the T-Rex

in the moonlight, glistening with the drizzle.

LIGHTNING and THUNDER.

The T-Rex roars.

MAINTENANCE STAFF #1

I think I'm going back to ride

repairs at Universal Studios.

INT. RICHARD'S CIGAR CLUB - DAY

SUPER: SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA

In the wood motif heavy, smoke filled upscale parlor, there

are PATRONS drinking fine brandies and smoking cigars with

much laughter.

In two leather chairs facing each other, two persons share a

smoke.

One is a mid 30s, plain looking Latina woman, PERLA VILLA, in

casual unisex attire. She smokes a cigar while cradling a

glass of brandy. She ponders her options.

The other, a business only type in a fine suit, a man in his

40s, DEVIN KEPP. He has a briefcase standing on the floor

beside him.

Kepp lights his cigar with long draws to get it burning.

KEPP

You're basically being paid to go

to an amusement park. It's a fine

offer. Mr. Hammond chose you for a

reason and will accept no

substitutes. He'd be here himself

had a storm not grounded his plane.

VILLA

My sister...

KEPP

Let's be honest with ourselves,

shall we? She's at Death's doorstep

begging you to make good... for

yourself.

Villa drinks.

VILLA

Just the weekend?

KEPP

Just the weekend.

VILLA

Why me?

KEPP

Mr. Hammond finds your reputation

to be apt for this venture.

VILLA

I'm, what? Shooting the trip?

Kepp chuckles.

KEPP

Of course, not. It's your prestige

Mr. Hammond wants, not your

abilities. We'd rather you didn't

film this assignment. Mr. Hammond

needs high profile opinions on a

highly sensitive venture.

VILLA

What is it?

Kepp smiles wide.

KEPP

As I said, an amusement park.

Kepp puffs his cigar and picks up the briefcase. He opens it

and rummages through pages.

VILLA

What's my angle?

Villa drinks from her glass and watches Kepp as he searches

his case.

KEPP

Marketing. We want the biggest

impact from this venture when it's

ready. Kids, parents, politicians,

celebrities. It's going to sell.

Kepp removes a page from the briefcase and holds it out for

Villa.

KEPP

We just want it to sell out.

VILLA

What's this?

KEPP

Non-disclosure agreement. By

signing, you accept the assignment

and agree to not publish or speak

of what you see from here on out.

Villa takes the page and reads the print.

KEPP

You'll find everything to be in

order. Mr. Hammond will be

delighted to hear you're onboard.

Kepp gives Villa a pen.

Villa makes brief eye contact with Kepp, then reads the form

once more.

KEPP

Something the matter?

VILLA

It's my sister. I can't-

KEPP

We will take care of her. I assure

you, everything will be fine.

Villa stares at the form, holding the pen.

INT. VILLA RESIDENCE - NIGHT

Villa enters the luxurious apartment loaded with film gear.

A caged budgie, SIR DOYLE, CHIRPS.

Villa approaches the cage, taking an apple from the counter

island of the kitchen on her way to the cage.

Villa takes a bite and chews as she speaks.

VILLA

I have some interesting news for

you, Sir Doyle.

Sir Doyle CHIRPS and moves toward Villa.

VILLA

I was offered an opportunity. No

filming. A consultation.

Villa tears a piece of apple and opens the cage. She holds

the piece for Sir Doyle.

VILLA

It's just the weekend. On a private

island.

Sir Doyle hops on Villa's finger and nibbles on the piece.

Villa chuckles.

VILLA

It's like a paid vacation.

Villa watches her bird eat.

VILLA

I could use one of those.

Sir Doyle SCREECHES.

VILLA

You could, too, huh? Well, sorry to

burst your bubble, because I turned

it down.

Sir Doyle SCREECHES.

VILLA

You just wanted to be babysat by

Sarah. She spoils you.

Villa leaves the cage and sits on a chair. She surveys her

messy apartment.

VILLA

Rosa needs me. She's my only

family.

Sir Doyle CHIRPS.

VILLA

And you, too.

Villa's corded phone rings on the nearby wall. She stands and

answers it.

VILLA

Perla Villa. Yes, I'm her sister. I

can- Yes.

A moment passes as Villa is told that her sister passed away.

Villa is in shock. She drops the phone and slowly collapses

into a ball on the floor.

Sir Doyle SCREECHES.

EXT. TREE LAWN CEMATARY - DAY

A fairly large mourning crowd is gathered around the open

grave of one ROSA ESTEFANIA VILLA; Perla Villa's sister.

Villa stands at the foot of the grave, in a black pantsuit,

looking stoic, hiding her tears.

MOURNERS depart as a PRIEST gathers his things to depart as

well.

Villa remains unmoving.

A 30s Latina woman in a black dress approaches Villa. She

stops behind her, focused on the casket. She is AZUCENA

BANDERAS.

BANDERAS

She fought hard.

Villa doesn't break gaze from the casket, fighting tears.

VILLA

She still died.

BANDERAS

She was in suffering. Yet, she held

on.

Villa looks at Banderas in the eye with fresh tears.

VILLA

Am I selfish for wanting her to

still be here, Azucena? Am I

wishing her more suffering?

Banderas embraces Villa. Villa sobs into her shoulder.

Banderas strokes Villa's hair.

BANDERAS

It's natural. To want her back. It

hurts. I know. Do me a favor?

Villa speaks into Banderas' shoulder.

VILLA

Yeah?

Banderas lifts Villa's head to look her in the eyes.

BANDERAS

Spend the night with me. Into the

weekend.

VILLA

You're not on duty?

BANDERAS

Shit! I am.

VILLA

I rather be alone at home.

BANDERAS

Then, I'll come over after work.

Pick up a tape at Blockbuster. Cook

you dinner. Have a lazy evening.

What do you think?

VILLA

I don't know. I...

Villa breaks from Banderas and turns to face Rosa's casket.

She reads Rosa's name on the gravestone.

VILLA

Do you believe things happen for a

reason?

BANDERAS

I do.

Villa faces Banderas.

VILLA

Yesterday, an attorney, Devin Kepp,

met with me.

BANDERAS

Are you facing legal problems?

VILLA

No, not at all! I mean, yeah, I've

got parking tickets, but not he's

not that kind of attorney. No, this

Kepp guy, he wants me to give a

consultation in exchange for a huge

paycheck.

BANDERAS

It's a job.

VILLA

On a private island. Near Costa

Rica.

BANDERAS

And who's signing the checks?

VILLA

John Hammond.

BANDERAS

The John Hammond? So rich that he

rents out Disneyland for his

grandchildren, John Hammond?

VILLA

That was oddly specific.

BANDERAS

I had tickets that day. You want my

advice?

VILLA

You're going to give it anyway,

right?

BANDERAS

Go. Take the job. Have a break

from... all of this.

Villa looks at the casket.

BANDERAS

It's what she'd want for you.

Banderas takes Villa's hand. Villa holds the hand tightly.

INT. VILLA RESIDENCE, LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Villa sits in a chair by the window, watching the rain fall.

She has the phone resting on her lap.

Sir Doyle CHIRPS.

Villa picks up the phone receiver and dials a number.

VILLA

Mr. Kepp? It's Perla Villa. Count

me in.

EXT./INT. AIRPORT RUNWAY - DAY

On the runway of the airport, there are several private jets,

including a jet sporting an INGEN brand.

Kepp stands by the jet with three other persons.

One is a stout 40s man in shorts, VINCE HENDERSON.

Another is a sharp woman, 40s, in a suit, SUSANNE KELLY.

Lastly, a late teens boy, carrying a backpack, STEVE WINSTON.

Villa arrives in a cart driven by an AIRPORT DRIVER. She

steps out and approaches the four.

Kepp sees Villa and smiles.

KEPP

You made it.

VILLA

It's a job, right?

KEPP

Not just a job. An experience like

no other!

KELLY

Are we ready to leave now? We

needed to be in Costa Rica

yesterday.

KEPP

Yes, of course. In the jet!

All five climb into the jet and buckle up.

Winston smiles and stares at Villa.

VILLA

Need something?

WINSTON

I know you.

VILLA

Really?

WINSTON

Yeah, my mom is a huge fan of your

doc, "Life After Extinction". Cool

title.

Villa smiles.

VILLA

Nice to meet a fan.

WINSTON

I said my mom is the fan. I'm the

one she forced to watch it.

Villa loses her smile as Winston slips on headphones for a

Walkman.

Villa looks out the window as they take off.

INT. VISITOR'S CENTER, LABORATORY - DAY

In the elaborate and sterile lab, machines BUZZ as SCIENTISTS

in white lab coats conduct research on fertilized eggs in an

incubator.

NOTE: THIS IS THE LAB FROM THE TOUR IN THE FIRST JURASSIC

PARK FILM.

A scientist, TANYA PRESTON, 30s, writes in forms on a

clipboard as she leans against the wall.

Another scientist, an Asian man also in his 30s, DR. HENRY

WU, approaches Preston with a steel case in his hand.

WU

Tanya.

PRESTON

Yeah?

WU

Are you completing our incubation

schedules?

PRESTON

Yeah.

WU

You sound tired.

PRESTON

Yeah.

Wu chuckles.

WU

Why don't you finish up and take a

break? I'll get Johnathan to cover

the rest.

PRESTON

I really don't want to let you

down, Henry.

WU

You won't. Listen, I've been

monitoring your performance. You

have nothing to worry about.

Preston smiles at Wu.

WU

Go. Get a soda or something. I'll

see you tomorrow.

Wu exits.

Preston lowers the clipboard and sighs, looking at the eggs.

One of the eggs moves slightly.

INT. VISITOR'S CENTER, BREAK ROOM - DAY

In the break room, there are several vending machines and a

table with chairs.

Preston stands at the snack machine as she counts change.

An obese man in a Hawaiian shirt, DENNIS NEDRY, enters the

room, walking straight to the soda machine.

Preston takes a moment to glance at Nedry as he pays and

selects a soda, but none come out.

NEDRY

Seriously? It's been a week and

Hammond still has not restocked the

cola. I swear, this damn island is

a disaster waiting to happen!

PRESTON

A bit dramatic, aren't we, Dennis?

NEDRY

What? I work hard, Tanya. I work so

hard that the least InGen can do is

have goddamn cola on hand. Next

time I go to the mainland, I'm

bringing a case.

Preston chuckles.

NEDRY

So, Tanya. Have you considered my

offer?

PRESTON

Dennis, I'm not going to dinner

with you. We're co-workers!

NEDRY

No one has to know.

PRESTON

I'll know and that's enough.

Nedry loses his smile. He punches the TAB soda button and a

can rolls out.

NEDRY

I'll talk to you later.

Nedry takes the can and exits.

Preston watches him leave. Once Nedry is gone, she pays and

selects a granola bar. She takes the bar and heads for the

telephone on the wall.

Preston picks up the receiver and dials a number. The line

trills as Preston eats.

A young girl, 10 years old, answers. She is WENDY PRESTON,

Tanya's daughter.

WENDY (V.O.)

Hello?

PRESTON

Sweetie? It's your mother.

WENDY (V.O.)

Mom! Hi! I miss you.

PRESTON

I miss you, too. Are you eating?

Not giving your aunt a headache?

WENDY (V.O.)

She gives me a headache instead.

Preston laughs.

PRESTON

I'll be home in a few weeks.

WENDY (V.O.)

That's forever!

PRESTON

I know, I know. It'll be over

before you know it. I love you.

WENDY (V.O.)

Love you, too.

Preston hangs up and sighs.

PRESTON

I've been on this island for too

long.

EXT. ISLA NUBLAR, AIRSTRIP - DAY

A man in khaki shorts and shirt, 40s, twirls a cattle prod

like a cheer baton as he waits for the incoming jet to land.

This man is ED REGIS.

There are two JEEP vehicles, Jurassic Park branded, with

drivers waiting with Regis.

The jet lands and stops. The doors open and out steps Kepp,

followed by the other guests.

REGIS

You're three hours late! Hammond is

pissed.

KEPP

Well, they're here. Tell him that.

Get the tour rolling and-

REGIS

Hammond decided to carry on with

the tour.

KEPP

Shit! What am I supposed to do

with...?

Kepp looks at the guests.

HENDERSON

Is there an issue, gentlemen?

KEPP

Not at all.

HENDERSON

If you can't get a simple tour

going, I fail to see why I, or

anyone else, should invest in this

debacle.

KEPP

We're fine. It's just a little

disagreement. Ed, give them a tour,

yeah? Drive them around.

REGIS

You're kidding.

KEPP

We need this tour, Ed. You do this,

I'll personally pay you a bonus.

REGIS

Five grand.

KEPP

Two.

REGIS

Four. I'm supposed to be on leave.

Make it worth my time.

KEPP

Damn it. Fine.

Kepp faces the guests.

KEPP

Ladies and gentlemen, welcoming you

to Jurassic Park, your tour guide,

Ed Regis!

WINSTON

A dinosaur themed amusement park?

That's pretty lame. It's gonna be

shitty robots and kid coasters.

Regis steps forward.

REGIS

As your tour guide, let me

guarantee you, there are no lame

robots here.

WINSTON

Just lame tour guides?

Winston walks past Regis and climbs into a Jeep.

REGIS

Okay. The lame tour guide says,

everyone in a Jeep!

VILLA

Ignore him. He's a prick.

REGIS

He's going to be a problem. I can

feel it.