《朱罗纪公园》JurassicPark

jurassic park

first draft

by

michael crichton

re-write by

maria scotch marmo

3/14/92

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extreme closeup of glowing honey-colored stones. their shapes abstract

as the camera examines air bubbles and crystalline patterns.

moving up and over this amber abstraction, the camera finds unusual

shapes and imperfections caught in the glassy stone: flecks of dirt,

hairs, cracks. still moving. starbursts of light ricochet off the

different surfaces of the stones.

camera turns along a creamy stretch of amber. it turns in deeper,

abstracting the picture further only to find a tiny blur that suddenly

racks into focus - a bug, a mosquito lodged within an amber tomb. it is

folded on its back.

slow motion as the tip of a fine-pointed drill bores into the amber

toward the trapped bug. orange flecks fly. the mosquito trembles. the

drill continues, stopping just before it touches the tiny body.

a shiny pair of thin needle-nose pliers reach in the borehole and

extricate the mosquito remains. these are dropped on a brightly lit

glass slide. a conveyor belt starts, and the slide moves along.

arriving under a long-lensed microscope.

in microscopic perspective, a thin needle pierces the bug and delicately

removes a fragment of tissue.

pincers snare the fragment, dropping it into a narrow tube. the tube

spins, faster and faster until it is a blur on the screen.

the screen floods with an infra-red light. gray, oval shapes rock in a

neutral mist.

wash out to:

hot sun overhead in a big sky -

ext badlands - afternoon

lodged in the cracked earth are the partially-exposed fossilized remains

of a velocirapter, a carnivorous dinosaur. widen out to a sweeping

panorama of a dinosaur dig, a major excavation filled with workers

shoveling earth and stone, making measurements, taking photographs,

scribbling notes, and conferring with each other.

the center of all this activity is one man. in a roped-off area that

circumscribes the exposed bones of the raptor, is dr. alan grant, head

paleontologist. good-looking, late 30's, with a think beard.

grant lies on his belly, completely absorbed in a small piece of bone.

a group of twelve students, notebooks in hand, await his next sentence.

close on - the tiny bone. grant's nose touches it.

grant brushes the bone with a toothbrush. then he decides on a quicker

way to clean it. he licks it. excited by his discovery, he gets to his

feet and addresses his students, who listen raptly.

grant

right calcaneus of an adult female

raptor. mild stress fractures. what's

this tell me?

students look at each other. a tentative hand. grant continues.

grant

it tells me that this bone connects to

the navicula which we already found

articulating to the cuboid.

offscreen, a woman shouts to him.

ellie (off)

dr. grant! dr. grant!

grant looks up.

dr. ellie sattler, late 20's, sharp-eyed, tough if she wants to be, runs

like a gazelle across the arid land. exuberant, she leaves a trail of

dust behind her.

she zips by a student guarding the cordoned area. he tries to stop her.

student

dr. sattler! dr. grant is thinking!

dr. grant waves her over enthusiastically with his bone and continues.

grant

so, what can we stay for sure? stress

fractures in the heel ...

uncertain students. ellie arrives and immediately gets into it.

ellie

she jumps.

grant turns around to her and smiles. she's got it. other students to

- they knew is all along.

grant

right as rain, ellie. now, why did she

jump?

no answer. ellie gives it a try.

ellie

a defensive posture against a vicious,

blood-thirsty t-rex?

grant

(nodding)

perhaps. or maybe to select the smaller,

more tender leaves in the higher branches

with which to suckle her young?

ellie jumps up.

ellie

i bet is was a mating ritual.

students laugh. one student eyes grant's self-conscious smile at ellie.

grant

the science of paleontology can't answer

these questions. novelists and artists

who dream a vision of the jurassic period

can attempt these questions with their

imaginations. what we scientists can say

is considering the mass and kinetic

articulation of these bones, this animal

had a vertical leap of about twelve feet.

not as entertaining as fiction, but

absolutely fact without prejudice.

ellie intrudes again.

ellie

excuse me, dr. grant. but ... fact is,

we're late. there's the car.

she points. on the horizon, a limousine speeds toward them, leaving a

dusty wake.

grant sets the rules for his departure, giving instructions individually

as ellie pulls him away, carrying their bags.

grant

jim, you keep making up the plaster

batches. whatever ratio you're using,

it's perfect. nora, no digging after

five - when the temperature drops, those

bones are just too brittle. bill, i

don't want any tourists walking over my

raptor - i don't care if the governor of

montana is with them, just you guys.

grant and ellie continue walking. she interrupts his continued barrage.

ellie

you know, if every scientist stuck to his

method like you, there would be no body

of theory - no quasars, no big bang -

grant stops at the sight of the stopped limo and freezes.

grant

jesus, a limousine. we're re-entering