Dr. Ian Malcolm:
The lack of humility before nature that's being displayed here, uh... staggers me.
Lex:
He left us! He left us!
Dr. Alan Grant:
But that's NOT what I'M gonna do.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
I was overwhelmed by the power of this place; but I made a mistake, too. I didn't have enough respect for that power and it's out now. The only thing that matters now are the people we love: Alan and Lex and Tim. John, they're out there where people are dying.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
She's... ah... tenacious.
Dr. Alan Grant:
You have no idea.
Lew Dodgson:
You shouldn't use my name.
Dennis Nedry:
[
loudly] Dodgson, Dodgson, we have Dodgson here! See? Nobody cares. Nice hat! What are ya tryin' to look like - a secret agent?
Dr. Alan Grant:
You married?
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Occasionally.
Muldoon:
[
Muldoon and Ellie have arrived at the site of the T-Rex attack] I think this was Gennaro.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
[
about 15 feet away] I think this was too
Dr. Alan Grant:
[
On the phone after the power failure in the park] Mr. Hammond, the phones are working.
Dr. Alan Grant:
Oh my God. Do you know what this is? This is a dinosaur egg. The dinosaurs are breeding.
Lex:
I'm a hacker!
Tim:
That's what I said: you're a nerd.
Lex:
I am not a computer nerd. I prefer to be called a hacker!
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
We can make it if we run.
Muldoon:
No, we can't.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Why not?
Muldoon:
Because we are being hunted.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Oh God.
Muldoon:
It's all right.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Like hell it is!
Henry Wu:
You're implying that a group composed entirely of female animals will... breed?
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
No, I'm simply saying that life, uh... finds a way.
[
watching Gennaro jump out of the tour car and sprint to the porta-potty at the sight of the T-Rex]
Dr. Alan Grant:
Well, where does he think he's going?
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
When you gotta go, you gotta go.
John Hammond:
Dr. Grant, my dear Dr. Sattler. Welcome to Jurassic Park
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
I'm always on the lookout for the future ex-Mrs. Malcolm.
John Hammond:
We've made living biological attractions so astounding that they'll capture the imagination of the entire planet.
[
Repeated line]
John Hammond:
I spared no expenses.
Dr. Alan Grant:
It looks like we're out of a job.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Don't you mean extinct?
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Yeah, but your scientists were so preoccupied with whether or not they could, they didn't stop to think if they should.
John Hammond:
All major theme parks have had delays. When they opened Disneyland in 1956, nothing worked!
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
But, John. If the Pirates of the Caribbean breaks down, the pirates don't eat the tourists.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
I'll tell you the problem with the scientific power that you're using here: it didn't require any discipline to attain it. You read what others had done and you took the next step. You didn't earn the knowledge for yourselves, so you don't take any responsibility... for it. You stood on the shoulders of geniuses to accomplish something as fast as you could and before you even knew what you had you patented it and packaged it and slapped it on a plastic lunchbox, and now
[
pounds table with fists]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
you're selling it,
[
pounds table again]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
you want to sell it!
[
Malcolm walks up to a huge mound of dino-droppings]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
That is one big pile of shit.
[
about the velociraptors]
Dr. Alan Grant:
What's their growth rate?
Muldoon:
They're lethal at eight months, and I do mean lethal. I've hunted most things that can hunt you, but the way these things move...
Dr. Alan Grant:
Fast for a biped?
Muldoon:
Cheetah speed. Fifty, sixty miles an hour if they ever got out into the open, and they're astonishing jumpers...
John Hammond:
Yes, yes, yes. That's why we're taking extraordinary precautions.
[
to Ellie]
John Hammond:
The viewing area is over there, and...
Dr. Alan Grant:
Do they show intelligence?
Muldoon:
They show extraordinary intelligence, even problem-solving. Especially the big one. We bred eight originally, but when she came in she took over the pride and killed all but two of the others. That one... when she looks at you, you can tell she's working things out.
[
Dr. Ellie Sattler has dug through a pile of dino-droppings with her hands]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
You will remember to wash your hands before you eat anything?
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Anybody hear that? It's an... It's an impact tremor, that's what it is... I'm fairly alarmed here.
[
while being chased by the T-Rex]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Must go faster.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Remind me to thank John for a lovely weekend.
Lex:
It's a UNIX system! I know this!
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
God creates dinosaurs. God destroys dinosaurs. God creates man. Man destroys God. Man creates dinosaurs...
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Dinosaurs eat man. Woman inherits the earth...
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
God help us; we're in the hands of engineers.
[
being chased by the T-Rex]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
You think they'll have that on the tour?
[
realizing that the park is out of control]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Boy, do I hate being right all the time!
Dr. Alan Grant:
Mr. Hammond, after careful consideration, I've decided *not* to endorse your park.
John Hammond:
So have I.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
There. Look at this. See? See? I'm right again. Nobody could've predicted that Dr. Grant would suddenly, suddenly jump out of a moving vehicle.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Alan? Alan!
[
Jumps out of the vehicle]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
There's, another example. See, here I'm now sitting by myself, uh, er, talking to myself. That's, that's chaos.
[
after finding Malcolm with a broken leg]
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Should we chance moving him?
[
the Tyrannosaur roars nearby]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Please, chance it.
John Hammond:
There is no doubt that our attractions will drive kids out of their minds.
Dr. Alan Grant:
What are those?
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Small versions of adults, honey.
John Hammond:
[
Mr. Hammond is being fed arguments against his park, but Dr. Grant has kept silent throughout] Dr. Grant... if there's one person here who can appreciate what I'm trying to do.
Dr. Alan Grant:
The world is changing so fast, and we're all running to catch up. I don't want to jump to any conclusions, but look. Dinosaurs and man... two species separated by 65 million years of evolution, have suddenly been thrown into the mix together. How can we possibly have the slightest idea of what to expect?
John Hammond:
I don't believe it! Hah! I don't believe it! You're supposed to come here and defend me against these characters and the only one I've got on my side is the bloodsucking lawyer!
Donald Gennaro:
Thank you.
[
last lines]
Dr. Alan Grant:
[
motioning John Hammond into the helicopter] Come on, come on.
[
first lines]
Voice over PA:
[
while maneuvering dinosaur cage] Everybody, heads up! Heads up! Keep it clear! Okay, down!
[
Dr. Grant enters his mobile trailer home and sees John Hammond in his fridge]
Dr. Alan Grant:
What the hell do you think you're doing in here?
[
John pops open a bottle of champagne. The cork comes flying at Grant and he ducks]
Dr. Alan Grant:
Hey, we were saving that.
John Hammond:
For today, I guarantee it.
John Hammond:
You know the first attraction I ever built when I came down south from Scotland? Was a Flea Circus, Petticoat Lane. Really quite wonderful. We had a wee trapeze, a roundabout - - a merry-go - - what you call it? A carousel - - and a seesaw. They all moved, motorized of course, but people would swear they could see the fleas. "I see the fleas, mummy! Can't you see the fleas?" Clown fleas, high wire fleas, fleas on parade... But with this place, I - - I wanted to give them something real, something that wasn't an illusion, something they could see and touch. An aim devoid of merit.
Dr. Alan Grant:
Kids! You want to have one of those?
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
I don't want that kid, but a breed of child Dr. Grant could be intriguing. I mean, what's so wrong with kids?
Dr. Alan Grant:
Oh, Ellie, look, they're noisy, they're messy, they're expensive.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Cheap... cheap...
Dr. Alan Grant:
They smell.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
They do not smell.
Dr. Alan Grant:
Some of them smell.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Oh, give me a break!
Dr. Alan Grant:
Babies smell!
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
But again, how do you know they're all female? Does someone go into the park and, uh... lift up the dinosaurs' skirts?
Henry Wu:
No, we control their chromosomes. It's really not that difficult. It just takes an extra chromosome developed at the right hormonal stage to make them male. We simply deny them that.
Dr. Alan Grant:
Try to imagine yourself in the Cretaceous Period. You get your first look at this "six foot turkey" as you enter a clearing. He moves like a bird, lightly, bobbing his head. And you keep still because you think that maybe his visual acuity is based on movement like T-Rex - he'll lose you if you don't move. But no, not Velociraptor. You stare at him, and he just stares right back. And that's when the attack comes. Not from the front, but from the side,
[
makes 'whoshing' sound]
Dr. Alan Grant:
from the other two 'raptors you didn't even know were there. Because Velociraptor's a pack hunter, you see, he uses coordinated attack patterns and he is out in force today. And he slashes at you with this... a six-inch retractable claw, like a razor, on the the middle toe. He doesn't bother to bite your jugular like a lion, say... no no. He slashes at you here... or here... or maybe across the belly, spilling your intestines. The point is... you are alive when they start to eat you. So you know... try to show a little respect.
Volunteer Boy:
[
on the Velociraptor skeleton on the computer screen] That's not very scary. More like a six-foot Turkey.
Muldoon:
They should all be destroyed.
Muldoon:
Shoot her! Shoot her!
[
Just before he gets attacked by a raptor]
Muldoon:
Clever girl.
[
repeated line]
Ray Arnold:
Hold on to your butts.
Muldoon:
What about the lysine contingency? We could put that into effect!
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
What's that?
John Hammond:
It is absolutely out of the question.
Ray Arnold:
The lysine contingency - it's intended to prevent the spread of the animals is case they ever got off the island. Dr. Wu inserted a gene that makes a single faulty enzyme in protein metabolism. The animals can't manufacture the amino acid lysine. Unless they're continually supplied with lysine by us, they'll slip into a coma and die.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
How could we cut off the lysine?
Ray Arnold:
No real trick to it. Just stop running the program, leaving them unattended.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
How long before they become comatose?
Ray Arnold:
It would be totally painless - they'd just slip into unconsciousness and die.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
How long until they slip into unconsciousness?
Ray Arnold:
Hmm... seven days, more or less.
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Seven days? Seven days? Oh, that's great. Clever!
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
That'll be a first - man and dinosaur all die together. John's plan.
John Hammond:
People. Are. Dying! Mr. Arnold, will you please shut down the system.
Ray Arnold:
OK, but... you asked for it. Hold on to your butts!
[
switches the mainframe off]
Dr. Alan Grant:
[
seeing the Brachiosaur for the first time] Uh... it's... it's a dinosaur!
Lex:
He's gonna eat the goat?
Tim:
Excellent!
Donald Gennaro:
What's the matter, kid? Ever have lamb chops?
Lex:
I happen to be a vegetarian.
Tim:
What do you call a blind dinosaur?
Dr. Alan Grant:
I don't know.
Tim:
A Do-you-think-he-saurus.
Dr. Alan Grant:
Ha ha. Good one.
Tim:
What do you call a blind dinosaur's dog?
Dr. Alan Grant:
You got me.
Tim:
A Do-you-think-he-saurus Rex.
[
All of a sudden their electric car stops]
Dr. Alan Grant:
What did I touch?
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
You didn't touch anything. We stopped.
[
Tim pops up wearing a pair of night vision goggles]
Donald Gennaro:
Hey, where'd you find that?
Tim:
In a box under my seat.
Donald Gennaro:
Are they heavy?
Tim:
Yeah.
Donald Gennaro:
Then they're expensive, put 'em back.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
You did it. You crazy son of a bitch you did it.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
I love kids! Anything at all *can* and *does* happen... Same with wives, for that matter...
John Hammond:
Condors! Condors are on the verge of extinction. If I was to create a flock of condors on this island, you wouldn't have anything to say!
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
No hold on, this is not some species that was obliterated by deforestation, or the building of a dam. Dinosaurs, uh, *had* their shot, and nature *selected* them for extinction!
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Doctor Grant's not machine compatible.
John Hammond:
I don't blame people for their mistakes, but I do ask that they pay for them.
Dennis Nedry:
Thanks, Dad.
Tim:
I hate trees.
Lex:
They don't bother me.
Tim:
Ya, well, you weren't in the last one.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
What is so great about discovery? It is a violent, penetrative act that scars what it explores. What you call discovery, I call the rape of the natural world.
[
Upon entering through the gigantic park gates]
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
What've they got in there, King Kong?
John Hammond:
Dennis, our lives are in your hands and you've got butterfingers?
Dennis Nedry:
Don't get cheap on me, Dodgson. That was Hammond's mistake.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
[
Ian Malcolm leans to face camera in electric tour car when the T-Rex doesn't appear] Now eventually you might have dinosaurs on your, on your dinosaur tour, right? Hello?
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
[
he taps the camera lens and breathes on it] Yes?
John Hammond:
[
John Hammond watches the camera feed with his face in his hands] I really do hate that man.
[
Grant sees a group of Dinosaurs drinking at the edge of a lake]
Dr. Alan Grant:
They're moving in herds. They do move in herds.
Donald Gennaro:
[
after seeing the Brachiosaur] We're gonna make a fortune with this place.
Dr. Alan Grant:
[
holding a newly-hatched Dinosaur in his hands] What species is this?
Henry Wu:
It's uh, a velociraptor.
Dr. Alan Grant:
[
in disbelief] You bred raptors?
Dr. Alan Grant:
[
sees Ian trying to distract the T-Rex] Ian, freeze!
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
[
starts running with the T-Rex in pursuit] Go get the kids!
Dr. Alan Grant:
Get rid of the flare!
Tim:
[
after the tour car falls on them at the bottom of the tree] Well... we're back... in the car again.
Dr. Alan Grant:
Well, as least you're out of the tree.
Dennis Nedry:
[
on computer] unh-unh-uh, you didn't say the magic word.
Ray Arnold:
PLEASE! GODAMMIT! I hate this hacker crap!
Dr. Alan Grant:
Dilophosaurus!
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Oh, shit!
Donald Gennaro:
I had to promise to conduct a thorough on-site inspection.
Juanito Rostagno:
Hammond hates inspections. They slow everything down.
Donald Gennaro:
Juanito, they'll pull the funding. That'll slow him down even more.
[
Dr. Grant gets back in the car after checking with the other car for a working radio]
Dr. Alan Grant:
Their radio is out too. Gennarro said to stay put.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
The kids OK?
Dr. Alan Grant:
I didn't ask. Why wouldn't they be?
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Kids get scared.
Dr. Alan Grant:
What's to be scared about? It's just a little hiccup in the power...
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
I didn't say I was scared.
Dr. Alan Grant:
I didn't say you were scared.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
I know.
Dennis Nedry:
[
scrambling on the ground] My glasses...
[
getting up]
Dennis Nedry:
I can afford more glasses!
Tim:
Look at all the blood!
Dr. Alan Grant:
Mr. Hammond, the phones are working.
John Hammond:
My grandchildren?
Dr. Alan Grant:
We're fine. Call the mainland. Tell them to send the damned helicopter."
[
glass shattering]
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
[
referring to 'raptor] He's gonna come through the glass!
Dr. Alan Grant:
[
gun shots]
John Hammond:
[
hears gun shots in phone receiver] Grant? GRAAAAANT?
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
Don't you see the danger, John, inherent in what you're doing here? Genetic power is the most awesome force the planet's ever witnessed, yet you wield it like a kid that's found his dad's gun.
Dr. Ian Malcolm:
If there is one thing the history of evolution has taught us it's that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, expands to new territory, and crashes through barriers, painfully, maybe even dangerously.
Tim:
That means they only eat vegetables, but for you, I think they'd make an exception.
Donald Gennaro:
Is that... auto-erotica?
John Hammond:
You'll have to get used to Dr. Malcolm, he suffers from a deplorable excess of personality.
Lex:
What are you and Ellie gonna do now if you don't have to pick up dinosaur bones anymore?
Dr. Alan Grant:
I don't know. I guess... I guess we'll just have to evolve too.
Dennis Nedry:
[
setting his plan in motion] Anyone want anything to eat or drink?
Dennis Nedry:
[
off everyone's look] You know I figured that I was going to stop by the snack machines, since I had just something salty and i thought i would get something sweet and since I was up there... you know?
Dennis Nedry:
[
no one says anything] Oh, ah... I finished debugging the programs but there were some errors. So for the next 10-15 minutes some power might shut down, but its only temporary, nothing to worry about.
Dennis Nedry:
[
after still no one answers, he puts one hand on his watch and another on the mouse. He moves the pointer to a "start" button and just as he clicks it he also clicks his watch. A 60-second countdown timer starts ticking down in-sync to the one on his watch]
[
taking over Dennis Nedry's terminal, he finds lots of junk food wrappers]
Ray Arnold:
Look at this work station!
[
pushes the trash on the floor]
Ray Arnold:
What a complete slob!
Muldoon:
[
with alarm] The raptor fences aren't out, are they?
Ray Arnold:
No, no. They're still on.
John Hammond:
Why the hell would he turn the other one's off?
Lex:
What if the dinosaurs come back while we're all asleep?
Dr. Alan Grant:
Hmm. I'll stay awake.
Lex:
All night?
Dr. Alan Grant:
[
reassuringly] All night.
Ray Arnold:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, fences are failing all over the place!
John Hammond:
Find Nedry! Check the vending machines!
Lex:
[
Grant and the kids are climbing the perimeter fence] Hey Timmy, I bet I can reach the top and get down the other side before you can even make it to the top.
Tim:
What would you give me?
Lex:
Respect.
[
Sattler and Muldoon see that the raptors escaped]
Dr. Ellie Sattler:
Oh, God. Oh, God.
Muldoon:
The shut down must've turned off all the fences. Damn it, even Nedry knew better than to mess with the raptor fences.
Ray Arnold:
[
trying to bring the system back on-line] Access main program. Access main security. Access main program grid.
[
the computer denies him finally saying, "You didn't say the magic word!"]
Dennis Nedry:
[
on computer] Uh uh uh! You didn't say the magic word! Uh uh uh!
Ray Arnold:
Please! God damn it! I hate this hacker crap!
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