After "Steven universe future" Steven was mutated by unknown origins and was made to become a monster whenever he's angry. Now, with no memory of his past, he will have to find his own way. But in the meantime he will meet great new animal pals and...
Steven stands in the bow, riding the choppy seas. NICK adjusts the rigging on some strapped down equipment while EDDIE, seasick, is bent over the rail.
EDDIE (as the waves pound the boat) Couldn't - - we just - - airlift - - into the - - island?
MALCOLM Helicopters are too disruptive. If Sarah's in a delicate situation, the last thing I want to do is cause the animals to panic.
Nick stifles a smile. Malcolm notices.
MALCOLM (cont'd) John Hammond has already told you what you're going to see on this island. Being sane people, I'm sure you don't believe him. And I'm sure you've concluded that I'm out of my mind too. I won't bother trying to convince you otherwise. But even if you think I'm deluded and harmless, I promise you, this place is not. There are things in the interior of the island that not only can kill you, they want to kill you. If you take this place lightly, you'll never leave it, especially with one of his creations dreading the ship
He looks to the captains deck where herra was dressed in a captain outfit turning the steering wheel left and right while singing to herself
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Herra: 🎶 Oh, a sailor's life is a life for me, How I love to sail On the bounding sea And I never never ever Do a thing about the weather For the weather never ever Does a thing for me
Oh, a sailor's life is a life for me, How I love to sail On the bounding sea If you want to sail A ship like mine And be a sailor all the time Then learn to do The Sailor's Hornpipe Just like me
And I love the wind a'blowin' As we leave the quay, 'Till we round the jetty and We let the sail blow free Cause I always had the notion For a life upon the ocean Dance the Hornpipe to the Motion of the rolling sea🎶 ... Dacto: damn! That is one heck of a set of pipes!
Far in the distance, the tiny dot of volcanic island rises out of the sea ...
The boat's CAPTAIN, a Costa Rican, points ahead and SHOUTS to them.
CAPTAIN Aca esta!
They all turn and look over the bow. Up ahead, sheer, reddish-grey cliffs of volcanic rock rise dramatically out of the fog-heavy ocean.
CAPTAIN (cont'd) Isla Sorna!
The captain turns and looks apprehensively at his thirteen year old SON, his only crew on the boat. The boat ROARS ahead, plowing into a heavy wreath of fog. The mist swirls and encircles it. ...
A narrow inlet cuts through the steep cliffs, leading to the island interior. The barge bursts through the fog at the mouth of the fiord and heads deeper into the island. As they made closer, a giant long necked figure made visible as it swam to the surface of the water ...
Lush green plants drip everywhere in this verdant lagoon. Sulfurous yellow steam issues from the ground, bleaching the nearby foliage white. In the distance on can hear the cries of JUNGLE BIRDS.
