Masrani: But he's also a close friend to the Hammond family. I want you to bring him and his intern in. Let them inspect the paddock. Maybe they can see something we can't.
Transits to a quiet jungle area until 80's music began to play echoing through the area.
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(Play at 1:05)
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Suddenly, a pig runs past, squealing with fright. Suddenly, it gets through a gate, and it closes. We see a raptor claw tapping impatiently.
Owen: HOLD!
The velociraptors obediently comply. They abruptly pull to a halt. Where it pans upward to a teenager and grown man standing over the raptors.
Owen: Hey! Okay!
He presses a clicker
Owen: Eyes on me! Blue? Blue!
He clicks the button as the raptors snap back at them.
Owen: Watch it. Charlie. Hey! Don't give me that shit!
Riley: Delta! Lock it up!
Delta snaps at him as the music still played, the raptor tail started to shake back and forth.
Riley: Okay so you like The Romantics. Good! And we're moving.
They moves to where a basket hangs from a railing.
Riley: HOLD!
Owen: That's good. That is damn good.
He presses the clicker.
Owen: Very good! See, Charlie, that's what you get!
He throws bait to Charlie, who promptly snatches it from the air.
Owen: Echo, there you go!
Owen throws more bait at Echo. Riley then tossed one to Delta.
Riley: Delta!
Owen: Blue? This one's for you.
He throws the bait and Blue snatches it.
Owen: HOLD! Eyes up! Go.
The Raptors scatter. On the platform above, hands are shaken and cheers heard. Barry approaches Riley and Owen.
Barry: You finally did it, man.
Riley: About time.
Barry: So has Delta found a new tune?
Riley: Talking in Your Sleep by the Romantics. It's a step up from Kate Bush.
Barry: I've always been a fan of Lionel Richie.
Owen: I was hoping she'd like Redbone.
Vic Hoskins appears.
Hoskins: I'm more of an Elvis type of guy haha.
Barry and Riley just looked at Hoskins with a straight face not finding his joke funny at all, while he turns his attention to Owen.
Hoskins: Owen. I was starting to think I hired the wrong guys, but, damn, you both got them eating out of your palms.
Owen: You came on a good day. It's not usually a happy ending.
Hoskins: Is that why you're both not sending in your reports?
Owen: We've been busy.
Hoskins: Not too busy to cash your paychecks. While the kid not too busy to apply to Harvard or Yale.
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Jurassic Park: Hold on to your butts
FanfictionIt was supposed to be a normal boring summer vacation at Montana to bond with his Aunt Ellie Sattler. Until she dragged him along to a private remote island owned by a millionaire philanthropist who played God and had them pay the price.
