As more InGen workers came into the forest, Ludlow said, "Find the infant Tyrannosaur. Roland can show you where the nest is. I want it on my plane. I'll take it directly to the infirmary complex in San Diego. And hurry it up. I'd love to be airborne before the female knows we're here."
Dozens of InGen workers had put the tranquilized male Tyrannosaur in a cage.
"Oh, Roland." Ludlow said. "Roland. Roland. You probably saved InGen. We lost everything we came after on this trip. But this animal and its infant are going to single-handedly bail us out."
"Congratulations." Roland said somberly.
"You've got your trophy!" Ludlow said cheerfully. "Buck only! But it's alive. And everyone on the planet's going to line up to appreciate it and everything you've done for us." Roland didn't say a word. "What's the matter?" Ludlow asked.
"He didn't make it." Roland answered. "Ajay." He stood up.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Ludlow said. "Really, I am. You know, I remember the people that help me, Roland. There's a job for you at the park in San Diego, if you want it."
"No, thank you." Roland said. "I believe I have spent enough time in the company of death." Roland adorned his hat and walked towards a InGen vehicle to take him to a plane.
As the other plane containing Malcolm and the others flew across the island, Sarah murmured, "Oh, my God."
Sarah, Nick, and Malcolm looked out the window and saw the male Tyrannosaur being prepared to be taken off the island.