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.
