Who in God's name do you think you are? John Hammond. And I'm delighted to meet you...

Dr. Alan Grant: [Hammond's sudden arrival via helicopter threatened the discovery of a new dinosaur skeleton] Who in God's name do you think you are? John Hammond: John Hammond. And I'm delighted to meet you finally in person, Dr Grant. [they shake hands and Hammond blows dust off his hand] John Hammond: I can see that my 50,000 a year has been well spent. Dr. Ellie Sattler: [Ellie storms into the trailer] OK, who's the jerk? Dr. Alan Grant: This is our paleobotanist, Dr... Dr. Ellie Sattler: Sattler. John Hammond: Ah hah! Dr. Alan Grant: Ellie, this is Mr Hammond. John Hammond: Forgive the dramatic entrance, Dr Sattler. Dr. Ellie Sattler: [apologetic] Did I say jerk? John Hammond: Come on, sit down, sit down. [Alan and Ellie try to help out] John Hammond: No, no, no I can manage this. I know my way around the kitchen. I'll come right to the point. I like you, both of you. I can tell instantly about people. It's a gift. I own an island, off the coast of Costa Rica. I've leased it from the government and I've spent the last five years setting up a kind of biological preserve. Really spectacular, spared no expense. It'll make the one I've got down in Kenya look like a petting zoo. And there's no doubt, our attractions will drive kids out of their minds. Dr. Alan Grant: What are those? Dr. Ellie Sattler: Smaller versions of adults, honey. John Hammond: And not just kids. Everyone. We're going to open in the Fall, that is if the lawyers don't kill me first. I don't care for lawyers, do you? Dr. Alan Grant: [together with Ellie] Oh, we... don't really know, really. Dr. Ellie Sattler: [together with Grant] Oh, we... don't really know, really. John Hammond: Well, I do I'm afraid. This particular pebble in my shoe represents my investors. That they insist on outside opinions. Dr. Ellie Sattler: What kind of opinions? John Hammond: Well, you're kind not to put too fine a point on it. I mean, let's face it... in your particular field you're the top minds. And if I could just persuade you, to sign off on the park, give it your endorsement, maybe even pen a wee testimonial, I could get right back on shedule, er... schedule. Dr. Ellie Sattler: Why would they care what we think? Dr. Alan Grant: What kind of park is this? John Hammond: It's right up your alley. I tell you what. Why don't you come down, just the pair of you for the weekend? I'd love to have the opinion of a paleobotanist as well. I've got a jet standing by at Choteau. Dr. Alan Grant: I'm sorry Mr Hammond, but that's impossible. We just dug up a new skeleton... John Hammond: I could compensate you by fully funding your dig... Dr. Alan Grant: [wavering] And this is a very unusual time. John Hammond: ...for a further three years.

Who in God's name do you think you are? John Hammond. And I'm delighted to meet you finally in person, Dr. Grant. So, I can see that my $50,000 a year has been well spent. Who's the jerk? This is our paleobotanist, Dr... Sattler. Ellie, this is Mr. Hammond. I'm sorry about the dramatic entrance, Dr. Sattler, but... Did I say "jerk"? ...we're in a hurry. Will you have a drink? We won't let it get warm. Sit down. ELLIE: Let me have this. I'll just get a glass or two. I can do it. ELLIE: There's samples all over here. I know my way around the kitchen. Now, I'll get right to the point. I like you. Both of you. I can tell instantly about people. It's a gift. I own an island off the coast of Costa Rica. I've leased it from the government and during the last five years, I've been setting up a biological preserve. Really spectacular. Spared no expense. Make the one I've got down in Kenya look like a petting zoo. And there's no doubt our attractions will drive kids out of their minds. And what are those? Small versions of adults, honey. And not just kids, everyone. We're going to open next year, if the lawyers don't kill me first. I don't care for lawyers, do you? I don't really know any. Don't really know any. I do, there's a particular pebble in my shoe, who represents my investors. Says that they insist on outside opinions. What kind of opinions? Well, your kind, not to put too fine a point on it. Let's face it, in your particular fields, you're the top minds. And if I could just persuade you to sign off on the park, give it your endorsement, maybe even pen a wee testimonial, I could get back on schedule. Why would they care what we think? What kind of park is this? It's right up your alley. (SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC) Why don't you come down, just the pair of you, for the weekend? I'd love to have an opinion of a paleobotanist as well. I've got a jet standing by at Choteau. I'm sorry. This isn't possible. We just dug up a new skeleton... I could compensate you by fully funding your dig... This is a very unusual time. The timing is... ...for a further three years. Where's the plane? Okay. Three years. Cheers. (MUSIC SWELLS) (ELLIE WHOOPING) (LIVELY MEXICAN MUSIC PLAYING) Dodgson! You shouldn't use my name. Dodgson. We've got Dodgson here. See, nobody cares. Nice hat. What're you trying to look like, a secret agent? Well? $750,000. On delivery, $50,000 more for each viable embryo. That's $1.5 million if you get all 15 species off the island. I'll get them all. Remember, viable embryos. They're no use to us if they don't survive. How am I supposed to transport them? The bottom screws open. That's great. Oh, my God. It's cooled and compartmentalized inside. You guys. That's great. Customs can even check it if they want to. Let me see. Go on. There's enough coolant for 36 hours. No menthol? The embryos have to be back here in San José by then. That's up to your guy on the boat. 7:00 tomorrow night on the East Dock. Make sure he gets it right. How are you planning to beat security? I've got an 18-minute window. Eighteen minutes and your company catches up on 10 years of research. (WAITER SPEAKING IN SPANISH) Don't get cheap on me, Dodgson. That was Hammond's mistake. (ADVENTUROUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC) So you two dig up dinosaurs? Well... We try to. (CHUCKLING) You'll have to get used to Dr. Malcolm. He suffers from a deplorable excess of personality, especially for a mathematician. Chaotician. Chaotician, actually. John doesn't subscribe to chaos, particularly what it says about his science project. Ian, you've never been able to sufficiently explain your concerns... Because of the behavior of the system in phase space? A load, if I may say so, of fashionable number crunching... Don't. Dr. Sattler, Dr. Grant, you've heard of Chaos Theory? No. No? Non-linear equations? Strange attractors? I refuse to believe that you aren't familiar with the concept of attraction.