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Jurassic Park IV: Deadly Strain (Part 2)
By Carnotaur3
EXT. HOSPITAL – DAY
Waving his friends goodbye, MALCOLM heads towards the elevator down the hall when he notices a familiar face.
At the elevator, looking towards him, is LEWIS DODGSON, the man we heard HAMMOND talk about just a few minutes ago.
MALCOLM, beginning a fast pace walk, starts to run to him as he heads into the elevator.
MALCOLM
Uh, excuse me? Excuse me. No, wait!
He reaches the elevator and stops the door.
DODGSON
Dr. Malcolm – In case you weren’t aware, you are enabling this elevator from going down, preventing me from going to where I desire to go. What is it you want?
MALCOLM
Uh, what the hell are you doing here?
DODGSON
(Grins forms)
I don’t believe that’s any of your business, Dr. Malcolm.
MALCOLM
Neither is it your business addressing by my name. That brings up another fantastic question. How’d you know my name?
DODGSON
The same way you knew mine – I’ve done my research. And in order to conquer your enemy, research must be done. I happen to always make it my business to know who is who in this elaborate game of constant deceit. You do as well, it seems.
MALCOLM
Don’t think I won’t find out what you’re up to.
DODGSON
Oh, but Dr. Malcolm, I happen to know you’ll never have a clue on what will happen in the next coming days.
A silence plagues the two men, with MALCOLM giving DODGSON a cold stare.
DODGSON
I’ll see you around Dr. Malcolm, I’m almost certain of it.
DODGSON winks and smiles. Then, the door of the elevator closes. MALCOLM beats on the door.
MALCOLM
Ah, damn it.
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INT. ELEVATOR – DIM
DODGSON presses the send button of his phone and waits for an answer.
KING (V.O.)
Yes?
DODSGON
Henry, it’s Lewis. Is my flight on schedule?
KING (V.O.)
Is it never?
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INT. HELICOPTER – DAY
Wishing through the air and over the land, GRANT finds himself dazed and confused over what is going on. He turns to the closest soldier he can find, LIEUTENANT FORGE.
GRANT
Excuse me, what the hell is going on here?
FORGE
Dr. Grant, I presume?
GRANT
Yes, I’m Dr. Grant. What is the meaning of all this?
FORGE
I’m going to explain everything in one clean sweep, Dr. Grant. If it’s one thing we don’t have, it’s time.
GRANT nods to FORGE.
FORGE (cont’d)
A couple of months ago we received word that some of our agents had found some dead animal remains of unknown origin on the shores of Puntarenas, Costa Rica. We determined a few weeks ago it was, in fact, dinosaur. Whether it was from Costa Rica or Isla Sorna is still questionable. But we know right now that there are dinosaurs inhabiting Costa Rica. Their existence hasn’t been kept as secret as we hoped for it to be as I’m sure you’ve seen on the television broadcasts.
GRANT
I’ve been watching, yes.
FORGE
If that weren’t enough of a discovery, we also learned of DX.
FORGE
It’s a disease and a very deadly one at that. DX stands for ‘deadly extra’. This new classified disease is carried within the dinosaur’s saliva. When you get bitten by one, carnivore most likely, the wound that is inflicted starts to be infected by the saliva and this deadly strain moves through your body in rapid force. First symptoms are drowsiness and incoherent actions. Then comes the worst part, you loose eye sight and in a matter of hours you are pronounced dead. So far there are several victims that are diagnosed with have DX.
GRANT
You’re telling me that these dinosaurs are killing humans without eating them?
FORGE
Technically yes.
GRANT
Well, that’s a whole new one on me.
FORGE
We are still trying to quarantine the whole western part of Costa Rica but finding these random villages have proven to be very difficult.
GRANT
And you came to me because-
FORGE
You’re here to help us to be aware with what to expect with these creatures. Word also has it that you spent most a great quality of time in Costa Rica after having been sent there after the incident on Nublar.
GRANT
Yes, I know most of it like the back of my hand. I don’t have much of a choice in helping you, do I?
FORGE
There ‘are’ choices to make, Dr. Grant. It’s just up to you to make the right one.
GRANT, restless and in no need to argue for getting himself back home, sights the US ARMY uniform on him.
GRANT
What is your name and rank?
FORGE
Lieutenant Forge, sir.
GRANT
Well, Lieutenant, thank you for telling me.
FORGE
You’re welcome, sir.
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EXT. MALCOLM’S HOUSE – DUSK
The door to MALCOLM’S HOUSE flings open. It’s MALCOLM with a piece of luggage in his hand. He’s walking towards the car in the driveway. SARAH MALCOLM calls to him.
SARAH
Ian, I beg you, don’t mess with him.
MALCOLM
Uh, I think I can handle him.
SARAH
He’s a dangerous man, Ian.
MALCOLM
I know that and what he’s about to do… whatever he’s about to do I can stop it.
SARAH
Where are you going?
MALCOLM
I’ll call you when I get there.
MALCOLM opens the trunk and swings the luggage in. Then, he heads for the driver’s side door.
SARAH
Where are you going, Ian?
MALCOLM
I said I’d call.
MALCOLM jumps inside and starts the car.
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INT. MALCOLM’S CAR – DIM
SARAH taps on the window and MALCOLM drops it down.
SARAH
Be careful.
MALCOLM
Oh, I will.
SARAH
Please, call me.
MALCOLM
Enough, I will. I will. Love you.
SARAH
Love you too.
MALCOLM pulls up the window and backs up out of the driveway.
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EXT. PENTAGON PARKING LOT – DAY
MALCOLM struggles to get by. Around him are security guards.
MALCOLM
If you just give me a chance. Lewis Dodgson…
He’s going to… I don’t know… what in the hell, get off me!
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INT. JAIL – DAY
MALCOLM, pressing his face to the bars, let’s out a sigh.
MALCOLM
(To himself)
Uh, might not have been the best possible way. Uh, wait’ll Sarah finds out about this.
A police man walks down the hall and to the cell. He opens it up with a quick turn of the keys and knob.
OFFICER
A man just paid for your release.
MALCOLM
Who?
OFFICER
He’s down the hall.
RUDY GAHRAM, puffing a cigarette in the corner, waves MALCOLM to come forward. MALCOLM bewildered by the idea of a unknown man helping him, cautiously walks to him.
MALCOLM
Uh…chaos at work… who are you?
RUDY
I’m your savior, man, your Jesus Christ.
MALCOLM
I’m sorry, uh, come again?
They walk down the hall.
RUDY
Saw you on the television spurting something about Lewis Dodgson. Not a good way to approach things, my friend.
MALCOLM
Uh, yeah, I get that but I…um…don’t get you any.
RUDY
I used to work for, Dodgson. I say ‘used to’ meaning, I no longer work for him. And you’re the reason why. All the signing of the confidentiality agreements? Down the drain. All the promises– thrown out the window, in the hopes of saving the likes of you.
MALCOLM
Ok…
RUDY
I know how it is - knowing something that nobody believes is true. Now, I also know that Lewis is planning on doing something. I don’t know what, but he is. Do you know where he’s going?
MALCOLM
No clue.
RUDY
Have you been watching all the news net-works?
MALCOLM
(Stricken)
Ah, uh, no! He’s not going to Costa Rica is he?
RUDY
Uh huh. If you could get me a ride there, I’ll help you out to get this dirt bag out of the game.
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EXT. CAMP – DAY
The helicopter carrying GRANT and FORGE slowly descends down to the foliage. Seconds later it lands on dirt. Around the chopper are tents, soldiers carrying around equipment, and huge tanks sprayed to match the jungle.
A man at the tent, the one with the disgruntled look, is watching DR. GRANT hop out of the flying machinery.
It’s COLONEL JAMESON again.
JAMESON
I see Dr. Grant is here. Lieutenant, bring him forward.
FORGE
Yes, sir.
GRANT
Pleasure to meet you.
GRANT puts out a hand but the COLONEL refuses to shake it.
JAMESON
Saying the same won’t make that stupid smile to be wiped off your fucking face, now will it?
GRANT is silent and stops smiling.
JAMESON
Now, come in the tent.
FORGE and GRANT follow in.
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INT. TENT – DAY
JAMESON takes out and unfolds the long map in his hand. After sitting it as flat as possible on the table, he proceeds with information.
JAMESON
Without getting cornered by these mother fuckers we’ve found out tactic we can use. If we take in account that all these babies are right in the center of the western part we can somehow move them where we want them. Put them all in a mash pit. That way, we could kill them all at mostly the same time.
FORGE
You do know it’s more difficult to do that than you think.
JAMESON
Of course I know that. But when you put me and my team together you can’t loose. Dr. Grant?
GRANT
Yes sir.
JAMESON
Call me fucking Colonel, you son of a bitch.
GRANT
Sorry - Colonel.
JAMESON
You ride with my team in two hours. That’s, of course, using unmilitary time.
GRANT
Yes, Colonel.
JAMESON
Ok, then, you may leave.
GRANT turns around to head out.
GRANT
You don’t mind…Colonel…that I have a moment with Forge?
JAMESON
Go, Forge.
LIEUTENANT FORGE heads out the TENT with GRANT.
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EXT. CAMP – DAY
GRANT is pissed off and it’s easy to see to us why.
GRANT
What the hell is your Colonel doing talking to me that way?
FORGE
Sorry, sir, that’s just the way he is. You’ll have to live with that with the amount of time you are staying here.
GRANT
I might have a talk with him alone, later.
FORGE
I-wouldn’t recommend it.
GRANT
I’ll be out of this mission if he doesn’t shape up.
FORGE
Ok, your choice.
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4/17/2003 6:22:13 PM
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