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Malcolm Effect: Jurassic Park 3
By Vito Hardy
Opening Credits: Universal Studios Logo, followed by the Amblin Entertainment logo.
Malcolm Effect: Jurassic Park /// logo
Isla Sorna - 87 miles southeast of Isla Nublar
RESTRICTED
The waters surrounding Isla Sorna beat furiously against the speedboat. Eric Kirby and his mother’s fiancé, Ben Hildebrand, strap themselves to a parasail attached to the back of the boat. Two men accompany them. After Ben makes the final adjustments to the life preserver, he then gives Enrique, the driver, the a-ok to launch them off.
BEN
“Get us as close as you can, eh? I'll give ya something extra if you make it a good trip!”
ENRIQUE
“Hey, I'll get you close my friend, but not to close eh. You don’t want to be eaten!”
Ben and Enrique exchange laughs. Then, Ben looks down at Eric.
BEN
“You okay, boy? You’re not scared are ya?”
ERIC (enthusiastically, smiling)
“No way! C’mon, already!”
BEN (laughing)
“Alright, alright. Ready Eric?”
ERIC
“Of course, let’s go, hurry!”
ENRIQUE
“Ready when you are!”
BEN
“We’re ready here. One, Two, Three!”
A few cords are tightened by Enrique and the other guy, and at the pull of Eric’s cord, a large colorful sail with the words ‘Dino-Soar’ written on it explode from the back of the boat. Ben and Eric are lifted high into the air, very slowly.
ERIC
“Yeah! Yeah, hah, this is great!”
BEN
“Straps kinda tight, but it don’t matter! Got the video camera ready?”
ERIC
“Hang on…here. Just press and hold the button above the lens!”
BEN
“Good deal! Ok, she’s running!”
The two adventuring parasailers approach Isla Sorna as Ben focuses the recorder to the beach. Suddenly, the rope pulls on Eric and Ben’s sail very violently.
ERIC
“What’s that?”
Eric and Ben look down to see the cord leading into a giant patch of fog. The boat cannot be seen. The cord continues to jerk and pull violently. It starts to hurt Eric.
ERIC
“Ah, Ben, it hurts! Agh! What’s happening?”
BEN
“Relax, Eric…I’m not sure, just hold onto my preserver!”
Eric looks down at the fog, but it isn’t there anymore. All he sees is the boat, minus Enrique and the escort, and blood in the boat floor. The roof of the boat is also ripped apart. The boat heads for a small island of rocks about 60 feet from the beach of Sorna.
ERIC
“What, where are they! What happened?”
BEN
“I don’t know, Eric…the cord, unlatch the cord! Now!”
ERIC
“Okay!”
Eric struggles to unlatch the cord, and he does so, right before the boat smashes into the rocks, coming to a stop on the small rocky island.
BEN
“It’s okay…its okay buddy. I’m right here. Just be calm…”
ERIC
“We are heading toward the island?”
BEN
“It’s our only option. Everything is alright. Let the wind take us.”
After some final shots of the doomed parasailers, we then see the neck of a Brachiosaurus. Well, a toy at least, accompanied by childish dinosaur noises.
CHARLIE
“ROAR!”
Then, Dr. Ian Malcolm approaches the sandbox, where this kiddish attack is taking place. Charlie is fighting a toy Triceratops and Brachiosaurus, both of which are herbivores.
MALCOLM
“Actually, um Charlie, they wouldn’t fight each other, ah because they are both herbivores. You see the one with the ah long neck there is the Alpha female, the leader, and her main goal is to lead the rest of the group to safety. Now maybe if you had a T-Rex, you could FIGHT ‘em and make all the guts spew and…”
VOICE
“Ian, he’s three. (Whispering) Wait until he’s five.”
The voice was coming from Sarah Harding Deglar, Dr. Malcolm's ex-girlfriend. She was carrying a full laundry basket.
MALCOLM
“Oh…yeah. Um sorry.”
CHARLIE
“Mommy the Chaos Man said that dese are herbadores and that dey don’t wanna fight each oder.”
SARAH (smiling)
“He did, did he…”
A woman then comes out of Sarah's house, with a phone.
WOMAN (covering up the phone input with her hand)
”Sarah, they said they couldn’t wait any longer, don’t you have your book done yet?”
SARAH
“No…they have to give me more time, I’m on chapter 11 out of 13.”
MALCOLM
“What’s that all about?”
SARAH
“Oh nothing important, just a book I’m submitting to a magazine…”
Sarah hears a car door slam, and sees her husband, Mark Degler, approach them. He is well suited, sporting a business outfit and carrying a brown leather briefcase.
SARAH
“Oh, hey honey!”
Sarah kisses Mark, and then proceeds to introduce Mark to Ian.
SARAH
“Mark honey this is Dr. Malcolm, Ian, Mark…”
MALCOLM
“I’ve, um heard a lot about you Mark. Nice to meet you after all this time.”
MARK
“Well Dr. Malcolm I’ve heard tons about you as well, and it’s a very great honor to me to meet you in person.”
MALCOLM
“Thank you.”
CHARLIE
“Daddy the Chaos Man told me dat dese are herbadores…”
MARK
“I may not know much about dinosaurs but, yes, he’s correct.”
MALCOLM
“Did you ever study paleontology?”
MARK (smiling)
“No, but look who I live with.”
SARAH
“Okay, okay, that’s enough, let’s go inside, I’ll make dinner.”
Malcolm stands at a birdcage, holding a snack cracker. A parakeet is standing on its support beam, looking very stuck up.
MALCOLM
“Jack…Jack… Ah, say my name Jack…say ‘Ian.’ ‘Ian.’”
SARAH
“Ian it’s been almost three years…”
MALCOLM
“Yeah…”
SARAH
“Well come over and have a seat…”
Malcolm walks over to the bar table, as Sarah and Mark situate themselves on the opposite side.
SARAH
“So…hey, I told you that Mark works for the state department now, didn’t I?”
MALCOLM
“Yes you did, that’s very good Mr. Degler. What do you do exactly?”
MARK (jokingly)
“Well…if I told you…I’d have to kill you…”
MALCOLM
“Somehow, I just knew that statement was going to be said…”
MARK
“Nah. Actually they have me scouting out areas for potential business buildings…roads…you know. Stuff to make taxes go up even more.”
Suddenly, they hear the sound of a baby crying. Sarah gets up, but is seated back down by Mark, who stands up.
MALCOLM
“Actually um, you guys…you guys can catch up.”
SARAH
“Thanks honey.”
Mark walks off into a hallway.
MALCOLM (leaning forward):
“I approve.”
They both exchange smiles.
SARAH
“So, who are you working with now?”
MALCOLM
“Well, I met a college student at the University of Berkley who was extremely interested in the trends of Chaos Theory. You know…he’s very careful with his reasonings as well. I couldn’t have hired a better man. Also, I hired Cheryl Logan, who is a great computer technician. And you know me and those things. I couldn't even call a boat back to Sorna when we were in trouble.”
SARAH
“Is she…?”
MALCOLM
“Um, If you are thinking like I…think…you are, no, I believe her and Richard are taking a liking to each other. Which could be bad…but they are both astonishing workers.”
SARAH
“That’s good…I’m glad you are getting this extra help. Anyway, I have something to tell you and I'm not sure how you're going to take it, but....”
MALCOLM
“But…?”
SARAH
“Ian, our theories about velociraptor intelligence…what they were capable of…we weren’t even close.”
MALCOLM
“Tell me.”
SARAH
“Ian, remember the sounds they made?”
MALCOLM
“I try not to.”
SARAH
“Remember when we were running from the raptors in that tall grass with Kelly and Nick, how the raptors made very high pitch squawks, then immediately another more showed up?”
MALCOLM
“Yes…but we knew that they called one another for help…”
SARAH
“No Ian, you don’t understand. They could talk to each other…in ways we couldn’t possibly image.”
MALCOLM
“Go on…”
SARAH
“Well if my theory proves true…no…I know it’s true…(momentary pause) Ian…they were smart. They were smarter than dolphins and whales, Ian…they were smarter than primates.”
Jack the parrot butts into the conversation.
JACK
“Bullshit.”
Sarah and Malcolm exchange twisted glances.
MALCOLM
“Now I know I didn’t teach him that…”
SARAH
“Remember when you dropped the television remote in the toilet?”
MALCOLM
“Oh…"
SARAH
Anyway…Ian…and these things are still here…on Sorna and Nublar…right?”
MALCOLM
“That’s right.”
SARAH
“If only you could prove that they are such a threat…”
MALCOLM
“No. This world is filled with too many Hammonds.”
Outside, Malcolm starts up his car, and the automatic seat belt fastens. Malcolm looks up at Sarah, who is standing next to the car door.
SARAH
“Ian, you know…if you ever need anything…even the smallest thing…don’t be hesitant in using our number. You know you are more than welcome I'll be there for you…”
MALCOLM
“Thank you.”
SARAH
“I just want you to know…you will always be the best hon…”
They exchange an odd look.
SARAH
“I’m…I’m sorry…”
MALCOLM
“No, Sarah, just don’t worry about it. We just weren’t compatible.”
SARAH
“Ian, I really wish it wasn’t this way.”
MALCOLM
“Yeah. I suppose I feel the same. I guess life found a way.”
Malcolm throws his car into drive.
SARAH
“I mean it. You are still and always will be the best.”
Malcolm smiles, and pulls out of the Deglers’ driveway, and Sarah watches him drive away. A tear streams down her face, very slowly.
SARAH
“Always the best.”
Then we are taken to a large auditorium filled with a large audience. Ian Malcolm is upfront making a speech for college students.
MALCOLM
“Of the self-organizing behaviors two are of particular interest to the study of evolution. One is adaptiation. We see it everywhere. Corporations adapt to the marketplace, brain cells adapt to signal traffic, the immune system adapts to infection, anaimals adapt to their food supply. We have come to think that the ability to adapt is characterisitc of complex systems and may be one reason why evolution seems to lead toward more complex organisms."
Some people then start to walk out, as if uninterested, making Malcolm even more nervous than he already is. But anyway, Malcolm continues.
MALCOLM
“I can now come to the conclusion that evolution is one of the most interesting and still hard to understand ways of our world today I hope this has been of interest. This certinly excites us as Mathematicians. There is still much more to discover. That is why we continue to need and ask for your support. Thank you.”
The spokeswoman stands and starts claping. Everyone else begins applaudingA student stands up, asking a question.
SPOKESWOMAN
"Thank you very much, Dr. Malcolm. Now does anyone have a question?
Suddenly everyone became excited as every hand in the room rose.
MALCOLM
"Um, fine. Does anyone have a question that's does not relate to Jurassic Park?"
Several of the hands go down. A few are still in the air.
MALCOLM
"Or about the San Diego Incident. Which is G14 classified."
All of the hands are now down but one.
MALCOLM
"Yes, sir."
STUDENT
“Some of your theorys are good and all but isn't all of this conjection of evolution kind of mute? I mean once the UN and Costa Rica deside what to do about that second island scientist will just go in and look for themselves about evolution and discover the real reason for evolution and extintion for that matter."
MALCOLM
“ Dinosaurs lived sixty five million years ago. What's left of them is fossilized in the rocks and it is in the rocks that real scientists make real discoveries. Now what John Hammond and InGen did at Jurassic Park, was create genetically engineered theme park monsters. Nothing more, and nothing less.
A girl goes on to stand up, with another question.
GIRL STUDENT
“So you mean you wouldn’t go back to the islands again, even if you just stayed on the beaches with a heavily armed escort?”
MALCOLM
“No force on Heaven or earth could get me back to one of those islands again."
1/12/02 10:41:03 AM
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