Gerry and Nima threw open a door leading outside on a road overlooking a scenic lookout. Somewhere in the distance, a Brachiosaurus was heard bellowing.

"Oh, God. Jess." Gerry said, in fear. "What have I done?"

"Come on, Gerry!" Nima said, shutting the door.

"I just left her down there." Gerry said. "I have to go find her."

"What, back down there...with those monsters?" Nima asked. "No, Gerry. She needs you safe. Jess is a strong and resourceful girl. She's doing like we are doing: surviving."

"You can't know that." Gerry said. "I won't leave her to those animals."

"Gerry, look at me." Nima said. "If we go back down there, we won't make it to the bottom of that ladder. The others escaped down the tunnel we were going to follow. We know where they're going..."

"The marine exhibit." Gerry remembered. "That's where Laura would take her."

"And Yoder is with them." Nima said.

"Oh, God." Gerry said. Yoder was in not a rational state of mind. Gerry did not want to think what would happen if Yoder decides to act on his impulses.

"If we are going to join them again, that is where we have to go." Nima said. "The quickest way we can..."

Gerry turned and walked towards the overlook.

"You're right!" He said. "We should be able to make better time over land."

"Can you get us there?" Nima asked.

"I don't know." Gerry said. "I don't even know where we are!"

"I'll figure out where we are." Nima said. "Sorkin was following water mains. Where would they go?"

"Most of the water is piped in from a lagoon to the north." Gerry said.

"Lagoon?" Nima asked. "I know this place. Let me get my bearings and we'll figured out how to get there."

Nima walked towards the wooden fence, scanning the overlook. There was vast jungle with a mountain range off in the distance. There was a large, pointed mountain that was distinct from the others.

"Por el amor de Dios!" Nima said.

"Do you know where we are?" Gerry asked.

"Let me think." Nima said. "It's been so long. This is my first time back on the island in nearly twelve years. InGen has changed it so much."

"I don't know what your relationship to InGen to InGen or this island is, but we have little time." Gerry said.

"You think I do not know this, Gerry?" Nima said. "I am doing my best to help you and your daughter."

"You're right." Gerry said. "I'm sorry."

"I grew up here, you know." Nima explained. "Below those trees. My people were fishermen. We would make our homes near the water during the fishing season. I loved the water. I would swim in the ocean, so far. That's why my father called me, "Nima". I could go anywhere, run in the jungle, climb the trees. These monsters...there was never anything like them on this island before. It was all very peaceful before InGen bought the island from Costa Rica. The island is so different now. I know the island...it's part of me. But...when InGen came to the island, important men from Costa Rica came and asked my father to go back with them. They wanted my father to make a good impression so that Costa Rica could ask InGen for a good deal of money for our island. When he was in Costa Rica, he was asked to cut his hair and wear a suit so that he wouldn't seem simple to the InGen people. I felt as I feel know. My father was different, I knew him, but some part of him had been lost."

"He sounds like a brave man." Gerry finally said. "Were you two close?"

"When we were on the island, yes." Nima said. "We were always together. My father was an awa. A spiritual healer. He sang for Sibo, who created the Earth. He was very important to our tribe. But after we left the island, he would not keep up the old traditions. He was always unhappy. Before InGen, when my father and I would go to the ocean to fish, when I would swim in the ocean...my father would say, 'Nima..."little fish, little fish"! Do not swim so far. I cannot catch you so far out.' When InGen came to move us to Costa Rica, I became very angry with my father. Whatever he would tell me to do, I would refuse. But he would never be angry with me. He would say that I am a fish who would never eat the fisher's bait. He was right...to me, everything had a string attached. He would always remind me of my stubbornness. I think I believed that's how I must always be. You know, no ties. No temptation. But then I had Atlanta...my mariquita. She is almost of an age where she will outgrow my protection. Young girls on the streets in my neighborhood...they get snatched up by local gangs, become pickpockets...or worse. Some just disappear. Now, there is no choice. Everything I do, I do for her. Now I am the fisher. And at the same time, I have come to a way in my life where I must always chase the bait. I want for Atlanta to be free. I want for her to have opportunities that I didn't have. I just hope I can be there for her the way my father was there for me. She can be stubborn like her mother used to be, and refuse the fisher's bait. I think I know now, it's a good way to be. I think...that my father believed that, too."

"Nima." Gerry said. "Look, I..."

"What is it?" Nima asked.

"I'm sorry about what InGen has done to your island." Gerry said. "This isn't the way things should have been done."

"I don't blame you, Gerry." Nima said. "You're a good person. I see that."

"But I take my pay from InGen." Gerry said. "I owe you something."

"Alright, Gerry." Nima said. "Enough talk."

"You know where we are?" Gerry asked.

"I have a good idea." Nima said. "It's a difficult hike. Do you feel rested?"

"Hungry, a little thirsty." Gerry admitted. "But, I just want to get to Jess."

"Good!"

Suddenly, there was the sound of something approaching. An Elaphrosaurus hooted in the distance.

Nima and Gerry fled for the wall of the entrance to the maintenance corridors.

"Did you guess Elaphrosaurus?" Bing Crosby's voice said.

"Hello?" Gerry called out.

"That was actually the call of a whooper swan." Crosby's voice continued. "Dinosaurs shared many features with modern day birds. For instance, we now know that many theropod dinosaurs from the Jurassic Period have vocal organs just like modern birds."

Nima and Gerry walked over to investigate.

A severely damaged Austin 12/4, the back end torn away, rolled down the dirt road.

"We are arriving at the fourth of seven lookouts on the tour." Crosby's voice said. "Your Jurassic Park tour vehicle will stop for five minutes to let you stretch your legs and take photographs of our animals. Next stop: The Jurassic Park Marine Facility and Aquarium."

The Austin 12/4 stopped in front of Gerry and Nima. They found their ticket to the Marine Facility.