JURASSIC PARK By Michael crichton &. Qo QY Qe THIS MATERIAL IS THE PROPERTY OF AMBLIN ENTERTAINMENT AND IS INTENDED AND RESTRICTED SOLELY FOR USR>BY~AMBLIN ENTERTAINMENT PERSONNEL. DISTRIBUTION QR\DISCLOSURE OF THIS MATERIAL TO UNAUTHORIZED PERSONSC{S\ PROHIBITED. THE SALE, COPYING, OR REPRODUCTION OF THIS MATERIAL IN ANY FORM’ IS ALSO PROHIBITED. ist Draft 9/7/90“JURASSIC PARK” EXT - MONTANA EXCAVATION SITE - DAY CLOSE ON A CLAWED DINOSAUR TOE partially excavated from the rock. A HUMAN HAND reaches into frame with a whiskbroom, and gives us scale: this claw is actually as big as the hand. A small ruler is put alongside it. Fine dust blows. BEGIN MAIN TITLES THE PALEONTOLOGIST Bent over the claw, dressed in jeans and a faded T-shirt, covered in alkali dust, ALAN GRANT, is a no-nonsense working scientist. Entirely without pretensions, an unusual combination of scholar and outdoorsman. He has rugpads on his knees. His wire-frame glasses are dusty; he wipes them with a knuckle. He is totally focused on what he is doing. VARIOUS ANGLES BEHIND MAIN TITLES Progressively reveal Grant on a hillside in the Montana badlands, working alongside his ATTRACTIVE COLLEGE STUDENTS in dusty surroundings to expose a large skeleton. The work ranges from dental picks and tiny chisels, to photography and hand-held computers, to brute force hetting big rocks, and running them down the hill on a trolley. Grant not only digs but supervises this extensive effort, joking, cajoling, and sometimes yelling. The kids clearly like him. We catch only a couple of lines: one of the kids shows Grant a portable computer screen and asks a question, and he says, “Sorry, you know I hate computers.” And another time, “they were probably egg-eaters.” 5 aie The main excavation area is demarcated with lines that lay out big-squares, and the skeleton is progressively shown, until finally we look straight down on it: a large version of the animal we will eventually recognize as.a'Velociraptor. END MAIN TITLES. \ VOICE (0.S.) a Alan? Alan! Grant looks up, stands. Coming up the hill from the camp is an athletic woman in shorts: ELLIE SATTLER. She carries a portable radiophone slung over her shoulder. They fall into step together, walking around the excavation site. GRANT (excited) It's fantastic, Ellie—a perfect adult Velociraptor, easily the best specimen any- body's ever found...and there's an associated clutch of eggs, so probably it was an egg-eater ..actually, this guy could probably eat anything he came across...ELLIE (different tack) Alan, something's up. | just got an urgent call from Hammond. GRANT John Hammond? The old dinosaur nut? ELLE The rich old dinosaur nut who's paid the costs of this excavation for the past five years. GRANT What's he want? ELLE I don't know, but he’s sending his lawyer to see us now. GRANT Out here? Asif on cue, A HELICOPTER roars overhead. FROM THE HELICOPTER - LOOKING DOWN ON THE EXCAVATIONS Pilot tech-chatter and thumping blades as we fly over everybody digging, BACK ON THE GROUND S The helicopter circles noisily, then starts to come down, flapping tént fabric, swirling dust around the site. Grant waves his arm, indicating it should, go’élsewhere. ‘The helicopter lands anyway. A SMOOTH MAN about 3o%gets out, wearing an Armani suit, and runs over to them. MAN Dr. Grant? Don Gennaro, from the law firm of Cowan, Swain and Gennaro. How are you, sir? GRANT What the hell are you doing? Get off of my skeleton! GENNARO Your what?GRANT You're walking on my skeleton! GENNARO Sony, si. GRANT Don't be sorry, get off it! Come over this way.. (leads him) GENNARO (with his own agenda) Sorry about that, Dr. Grant. But I've come from Mr. Hammond, and— GRANT Watch that line there— Gennaro trips on the low line, marking the excavation squares. Stakes pulled up; students groan. GENNARO Sorry, ah, but Mr. Hammond wants to ask— GRANT Look out for the track— The trolley track overturns, sending rocks tumbling down the hill. enna? walking disaster. wy GENNARO —Want to ask if you and Dr. Sattler vil cor XN ? GRANT Come with you? Where? GENNARO Mr. Hammond has something he very much wants you to see. It’s anisland. Off the coast of Costa Rica. GRANT (frowning) Costa Rica?GENNARO I think you're going to be interested in this, Dr. <)) Grant. Do you and Dr Sattler want to go pack some things? We're kind of in a hurry. GRANT <° You going to tell me what this is about? GENNARO I'l let Mr. Hammond do that. Shall we go? Mr. Hammond's taking a group down to Costa Rica, and we've got to meet his private jet in Great Falls. EXT - HAMMOND'S JET - DAY His personal jet is a DC9, flying through the clouds. Stencilled on the side: “Hammond Genetic Technologies, Inc.” INT- JET - DAY We are in a pleasant cabin. JOHN HAMMOND, vigorous 70's, is a compact man with an enormous, handsome head. He has a crusty, vaguoly British speech, and wears a banker's suit. Exudes old, corrupt money. HAMMOND Alan Grant, so good of you to come. Ah, and « Dr. Sattler, so good of you to come, too, and on such short notice. You look lovely, my dear. GRANT BR \ Mr. Hammond, you've supported our researc! for many years— : HAMMOND : —Oh, I'm very interested in dinosaurs, yes. GRANT —so if you ask me to do something, of course | 1s will, (beat) Although | didn’t know you had any projects in Costa Rica. HAMMOND: (pleased with himself, playing a private game) Just one. Just one.ELLIE How long will we be there? HAMMOND Just a day or two. Although, you'll probably want to stay longer. We will? HAMMOND (grinning in private amusement) Oh, I think so. Let me show you something about where we are going. This way... ANOTHER ROOM OF THE JET It almost looks like an architect's office: blueprints on the walls, and a display case in the center, which we can't see because TWO PEOPLE have their backs turned to us, murmuring. They look back as our people enter. HAMMOND Let me introduce the others who're coming with us. Dr. Grant, Dr. Sattler and Mr. Gennaro, this is Dennis Nedry, who designed 6 all the incredible computer systems for us... \ \S DENNIS NEDRY is 35, with heavyset joviality. He shakes hands all rou “As he meets Grant: rc G NEDRY Q Hey, how you doing. GRANT I'm afraid | don’t know anything about computers. NEDRY (cheery) That's all right. | know enough for both of us. HAMMOND (cont'd) And lan Malcolm, the chaos mathematician, who was one of the consultants on the project early on. And one of our severest critics. IAN MALCOLM is late 30's, personable, flamboyant, more like a talk-show host than a scholar.MALCOLM He means | said this project wouldn't work. | was always very strongly against the project. NT What exactyy is the project? MALCOLM Basically a zoo, at least the way they describe it. HAMMOND ‘And these are my grandchildren, Tim and Lex Murphy. They've come with us for the weekend, too. TIM MURPHY, 11 and bespectacled-scholarly, borderline nerdy, and LEX, a tomboy of 7, wearing a baseball hat, dangling a mitt over her shoulder, very cool. Gennaro looks astounded at the sight of the kids. GENNARO (tense) Mr. Hammond, may | have a word with you, please? Stay with the kids as they politely shake hands with the adults. When Timedkbes to Grant, he stops. 9 C ‘ou're Alan Grant... GRANT That's right... mH I know you. TIM Wow...| have your book. “Lost World of the Dinosaurs.” i's my favorite book. LEX Daddy says that Tim has dinosaurs on the brain. GRANT Dinosaurs on the brain? Well, | have the same problem,To one side, LEX Daddy says dinosaurs are really stupid. He says Tim should get out in the air and play more sports and stop diddling with his computer. ELLIE And what do you like, Lex? LEX Third base. But I'm thinking of switching to first. My hitting’s improved, since | stopped cocking my wrists. | hit .300 now. ELLE Pretty good.. Gennaro and Hammond trade whispers, fiercely. Gennaro is furious: GENNARO What the hell do you think you're doing, bringing kids on a trip like this? HAMMOND Their parents are getting a divorce, they need a distraction, and | think they'd like to see the A bo island— OY oe GENNARO . This is not a social outing, and you know itl it CS could be dangerous! Q a HAMMOND: Oh please. It's perfectly safe, and I'll invite whomever | want...Now I don’t want the kids upset. They're coming with us, and that's final. Back to the group, as Hammond cheerfully returns. Leads them to display case: HAMMOND: Let me show you where we are going... it's a game preserve, a sort of park. It's located on an island one hundred miles off the coast of Costa Rica, called... The display case shows the island itself, as a model.