Jurassic Park (remake)/Transcript

The transcript for Jurassic Park (2024).

Prologue: "¡Aves de Presa!"

 * (Universal logo appears, with the Earth's continents shown in their Jurassic positions)
 * (Amblin Entertainment logo appears)
 * (The film opens with a slow fade-in to a nighttime view of a coastal village in Nicaragua. It is raining very heavily, and the downpour is interspersed with strong gusts of wind. The sky is blanketed in thick clouds, and the sea is cloaked in fog. Occasional flashes of lightning appear in the sky, accompanied by the low rumbling of thunder. Close to the shore, we can see a lit building-a clinic.)
 * (Cut to inside of the clinic. The rain can be heard rattling loudly on the metal roof. Dr. Roberta "Bobby" Carter is staring blankly out a window at the deluge. She is clad in a tank top and cut-off jeans, with only a stethoscope around her neck giving away her profession. Behind her, her assistant, Manuel Aragón, is organizing medical supplies, but stops when he hears something. He cocks his head to listen.)
 * Manuel: Listen.
 * Bobby: (annoyed) Believe me, I hear it.
 * Manuel: No. Listen.
 * (Now Bobby picks up another sound above the rain. She presses her face to the window in anticipation of something approaching. The rhythmic thumping of a helicopter becomes audible. Bobby squints, not expecting a helicopter to be flying in such bad weather. But, sure enough, a helicopter materializes from the ocean fog and roars overhead as it passes by the clinic. However, instead of fading away, the drone of the chopper grows louder again. The helicopter hovers over the water's edge, then flies to the beach in front of the clinic. The chopper starts descending onto the wet sand. Bobby suddenly remembers her job and leaves the window to prepare for a patient's arrival.)
 * (The camera pans through the window and toward the helicopter. The chopper is silver with a blue stripe on its side. A logo on the chopper reads "InGen Construction". As the helicopter touches down on the beach, the pilot, his face clearly showing the stress endured during a harrowing flight, exhales in relief. Two uniformed men jump out of the helicopter and open its large side door. Out jump two crewmen carrying a limp man on a stretcher. As the crewmen carry the stretcher toward the clinic, they call for help in Spanish, shouting to make their voices heard above the roar of the helicopter. A red-haired man in a yellow slicker and Mets baseball cap climbs out of the helicopter. He is Ed Regis, public relations manager for InGen. Ed, a harried expression on his face, strides ahead of the stretcher when he sees Bobby running up.)
 * Ed: (shouting) Is there a doctor here?
 * Bobby: (running up) I'm Dr. Carter.
 * (Ed glances at Bobby's casual attire and frowns slightly)
 * Ed: Ed Regis. We've got a very sick man here, doctor.
 * Bobby: Then you better take him to Managua.
 * Ed: (scowling) We would, but this damned weather won't cooperate. You have to treat him here.
 * (The crewmen carry the stretcher into the clinic and, at Bobby's direction, set it down on an operating table. As Manuel sets up an IV, Bobby carefully lifts away the injured man's blood-soaked shirt, revealing a heavily lacerated shoulder. Bobby's eyes follow the wounds down to the patient's torso, which is covered in savage-looking tears. The patient suddenly lets out a convulsive gasp, and blood spurts out of the open wounds. Bobby chokes out a sound halfway between a gag and a sob.)
 * Bobby: What happened to him?
 * Ed: Construction accident. He fell and one of the backhoes ran over him.
 * (The patient wheezes, and Bobby reflexively turns her head to look him in the face. The man is clearly very young, no older than eighteen. His face is deathly pale, and his eyes stare blankly out into space. He starts shivering-slowly at first, but gradually more violently. The whole time, his face retains its ghastly, emotionless mask. As Manuel prepares an IV, Bobby slowly swings an overhead lamp over the patient, then bends to examine his wounds.)
 * Bobby: (to Ed) Tell me again about this injury.
 * Ed: I didn't see it. They say the backhoe dragged him.
 * (Bobby carefully probes the patient's wounds. She pauses to sigh and collect herself. Then, she seems to come to a realization.)
 * Bobby: It looks as if he were mauled. I've seen two animal maulings.
 * Ed: (suddenly on edge) Mauled? No, no. It was a backhoe, believe me.
 * Manuel: (to Bobby) Do you want lavage?
 * Bobby: Yes, after you block him.
 * (Bobby goes back to probing the wound with her gloved fingertips. She crinkles her nose at a stench.)
 * Bobby: (to Ed) How long ago did this happen?
 * Ed: (tensely) An hour.
 * (Ed glances about awkwardly, then takes a step back as Bobby continues examining the worker's injuries. Bobby backs up slightly and scans her eyes over the patient's bloodied body. Her gaze suddenly stops on the young man's limp hands. There are short slashing cuts on the palms, and bruises on the wrists and forearms. A chill seems to come over Bobby as she takes in the sight.)
 * Bobby: All right. (to Ed) Wait outside.
 * Ed: (alarmed) Why?
 * Bobby: Do you want me to help him, or not?
 * (Bobby steps toward Ed, who hastily leaves the room. Bobby shuts the door behind him a little too hard, then turns back toward the operating table. Manuel is giving the patient lavage. He hesitates at Bobby's tense look.)
 * Manuel: I continue to wash?
 * Bobby: Yes.
 * (Bobby picks up a camera and takes several pictures of the patient's injuries, shifting the overhead light for a better view. The wounded man groans, and Bobby sets her camera aside and bends toward him. The worker's lips move laboriously as he strains to speak.)
 * Wounded Worker: Aves de presa.
 * (Bobby freezes, then glances at Manuel. Manuel's expression is one of confusion juxtaposed with an undertone of restrained horror.)
 * Bobby: (to Manuel) What does it mean?
 * Manuel: (reluctantly) Birds of prey.
 * (Suddenly, the patient jolts into a sitting position, causing Bobby and Manuel to jerk their arms out to restrain him. The worker's movement causes fresh blood to flow from his wounds. Bobby and Manuel push the injured man back into a lying position.)
 * Wounded Worker: (hissing from pain) ¡Las aves! ¡Los terribles pájaros! ¡Aves de presa! (The birds! The terrible birds! Birds of prey!)
 * Manuel: (to the patient) Cálmese. Háblame de las aves. (Calm down. Tell me about the birds.)
 * Bobby: Manuel! Stop-
 * (The worker's head snaps toward Manuel, and a feral, desperate look enters the injured man's eyes.)
 * Wounded Worker: ¡Son violaciones de la naturaleza! ¡Tales pájaros no pueden existir, no deberían existir! (They're violations of nature! Such birds cannot exist, should not exist!)