As the Tyrannosaur continued chasing after the convertible, the infant wailed, beginning to wake up.
"This guy's almost fully awake. Do you know where you're going?" Sarah asked.
"Yeah." Malcolm said. "The waterfront's right on the other side of these warehouses."
"Is there any way through?" Sarah asked.
"Oh, God, there could be." Malcolm said. Malcolm drove the convertible straight through the wall of a warehouse.
Malcolm got out of the convertible.
"There we go." He said.
Malcolm went around the convertible.
"You have to follow me now." Malcolm said.
"Okay." Sarah answered.
"Here we go," Malcolm said.
"Okay. Got him?" Sarah asked.
"Yep, yep." Malcolm said, carrying the infant. "There we go. Ready?"
The two ran for an exit.
"Where's the rex?" Sarah asked. "Is it still behind us?"
Suddenly, the Tyrannosaur smashed through the warehouse, chasing after them.
"There's the water." Malcolm said. The Tyrannosaur infant continued wailing.
Ludlow was on the phone with the San Diego police department.
"Shoot it. Shoot it." He said. "Tell them to shoot it. No, no, you idiot, the adult. Shoot the adult. I want the baby back alive." Ludlow saw Malcolm and Sarah run back towards the ship with the infant. He followed after them.
"Dr. Malcolm!" Ludlow yelled. "What have you done with it? I want that infant!" As he ran after them, Malcolm and Sarah jumped off the ship into the ocean, swimming away towards shore.
Ludlow heard police sirens in the distance. He also heard wailing in the cargo hold.
Ludlow descended down into the cargo hold, searching for the infant.
"Are you there?" Ludlow called out. Ludlow walked down the stairway, and saw the cargo hold was a mess, crates were shattered, and many other things were ripped apart. Laying in the debris, Ludlow picked up a muzzle.
Ludlow saw the infant. "Oh. There you are."
The infant growled at Ludlow. It wailed as Ludlow chased after it.
The infant ran back to its father as the animal made its way into the cargo hold. Ludlow looked at the buck. It growled at him. Ludlow fell back, whimpering.
"Wait. Wait. Wait." Ludlow said. "Wait. Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait!"
Ludlow ran for the stairway, trying to escape. Ludlow fell, tripping on the stairs.
The Tyrannosaur buck grabbed Ludlow by the leg, and dropped him to the ground.
"Wait!" Ludlow said. Ludlow got up, and attempted to limp away, but was nudged by the rex, who knocked him to the ground.
"Wait! Wait, wait, wait, wai-" Ludlow said, trying to crawl away.
The infant then growled and pounced on Ludlow, claiming its first kill.
As several policemen climbed onto the roofs of the warehouses, armed with scoped Winchester Model 1910 rifles, Sarah grabbed the Mauser T-Gewehr and climbed up to a higher position on the ship.
Malcolm, meanwhile, ran over to the controls and pulled a lever. The doors began closing.
The Tyrannosaur lifted its head, and just as the policemen were about to shoot, Sarah fired at it. The dart hit its neck, and the Tyrannosaur bellowed, going back into the cargo hold as the doors slammed shut.