Malcolm, who was been watching the screens with outright contempt, snorts, as if he's finally had enough.
Malcom: Gee, the lack of humility before nature that's being displayed here, uh... staggers me.
Gennaro: Well thank you, Dr. Malcolm, but I think things are a little bit different then you and I had feared...
Malcom: Yeah, I know. They're a lot worse.
Gennaro: Now, wait a second now, we haven't even seen the park...
Hammond: No, no, Donald, Donald, Donald... let him talk. There's no reason... I want to hear every viewpoint, I really do.
Malcom: 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 seen, but you wield it like a kid that's found his dad's gun.
Gennaro: It's hardly appropriate to start hurling generalizations...
Malcom: If I may... Um, 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 [bangs on the table] you're selling it, you wanna sell it. Well...
Hammond: I don't think you're giving us our due credit. Our scientists have done things which nobody's ever done before...
Malcom: Yeah, yeah, but your scientists were so preoccupied with whether or not they could that they didn't stop to think if they should.
Hammond: Condors. Condors are on the verge of extinction...
Malcom [shaking his head]: No...
Hammond: If I was to create a flock of condors on this island, you wouldn't have anything to say.
Malcom: No, hold on. This isn't some species that was obliterated by deforestation, or the building of a dam. Dinosaurs had their shot, and nature selected them for extinction.
Hammond: I simply don't understand this Luddite attitude, especially from a scientist. I mean, how can we stand in the light of discovery, and not act?
Malcom: What's so great about discovery? It's a violent, penetrative act that scars what it explores. What you call discovery, I call the rape of the natural world.
Ellie: Well, the question is, how can you know anything about an extinct ecosystem? And therefore, how could you ever assume that you can control it? I mean, you have plants in this building that are poisonous, you picked them because they look good, but these are aggressive living things that have no idea what century they're in, and they'll defend themselves, violently if necessary.
Hammond: Dr. Grant, if there's one person here who could appreciate what I'm trying to do...
Grant: The world has just changed so radically, 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 just been suddenly thrown back into the mix together. How can we possibly have the slightest idea what to expect?
Hammond [laughing]: I don't believe it. I don't believe it! You're meant to come down here and defend me against these characters, and the only one I've got on my side is the blood-sucking lawyer!
Gennaro: Thank you.
One of the waiters whispers to Hammond, "guests" have arrived.
Visitor's Center Lobby: Hammond, Grant, Ellie, Malcom, and Gennaro walk out of the restaurant and into the lobby of the visitor's center. They head down the stairs, and pass the skeletons of the dinosaurs again. Hammond turns toward the door of the center and throws his arms out expansively. Two kids standing in the doorway to the center break into a broad smiles.
Tim, the boy, is about nine years old; Alexix, his sister, looks around twelve. They race across the lobby and into Hammond's arms, knocking him over on the steps. Hammonds chats with them about the gifts he sent and their helicopter ride. Grant looks on.
Visitor's Center: Two modified Ford Explorers are parked at the front entrance of the visitor's center. The vehicles give off a faint electronic hum, and straddle a partially buried metal rail in the middle of the road.
Hammonds brags about the touring vehicles. Ellie heads off to the side with Lex, introducing herself warmly. Hammond is with Malcom, Grant, and Gennaro.
Hammond explains the vehicles are electric cars, guided by the track in the roadway, and totally non-polluting. Lex is excited over the interior tech gadgets - an interactive CD-ROM with touch screen features. Hammond turns and heads back towards the Visitor's Center.
Malcom gets in the vehicle with Ellie. Grant frowns, not liking this one bit. He moves to follow, but Tim cuts him off, and stares up at him, wide-eyed. Tim is doing a bit of hero worship but also grilling him about Grant's theories. Grant heads for the rear car.
Grant opens the door of the rear car and climbs in. Tim follows. Tim is right behind Grant, so Grant keeps moving, across the back seat of the car and out the other door. But Tim follows with non-stop questions, Grant is getting annoyed. Grant goes to the front car again, opens the rear door, and holds it for Tim, who climbs in the back seat, rattling on and on.
SLAM! Grant closes the car door on Tim. He turns and head for the rear vehicle -- and bumps right into Lex.
Lex: She said I should ride with you because it would be good for you.
Grant looks over at Ellie, annoyed. Ellie looks at him with a sheepish grin.