VOICE OVERS: Anne

VA1: Oh God, this cant be happening, we hit the water like  Marquez?  Marquez!  *sigh* Where am I?
VA2: It is beautiful here, must be one of the offshore islands, Cocos, one of the Cinco Muertes maybe.
VA3: N/A
VA4: a foundation, maybe.
VA5: N/A
VA6: InGen, some kind of Wait!  International Genetic Technologies!...
VA7: that was the company from the dinosaur trial!  After the trail that old guy, John Hammond, wrote a book.  He said it was somewhere in Central America
VA8: Oh no, oh God!  This is Site: B, this is John Hammonds lost world.
VA9: I knew all along this was a stupid idea.
VA10: There must have been something in the memoir.
VA11: Hammond, right.
VA12: Oh God, something like thirty people died here.  Professional hunter types, mercenaries
VA13: Maybe, maybe if theres a phone line or a radio
VA14: No trespassing, thanks.
VA15: Oh God, someones gotta come get me!
VA16: Welcome to the city of tomorrow.
VA17: This was the place, this used to be just an urban myth.
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VA19: I wonder what they left here
VA20: Try weird psycho old guy.
VA21: I was a freshman when they had the first rumors.  We watched it on the TV news in the common room.  Drinking cocoa from the kitchen.  I said it would be nothing just another cold fusion.
VA22: This has to go somewhere
VA23: Yeah, yeah, bill me.
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VA26: A phone, oh thank God.
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VA29: This is like hiking in the woods behind my house.  We used to pretend we were on a spy mission.
VA30: Three toes.
VA31: Looks like it ran off the trail for some reason.
VA32: What happened here?
VA33: Oh my
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VA36: Ah, this sucks!
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VA39: Hello?  Marquez?  Are you there?  Esta Alli?
VA40: Orchids!
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VA42: Oh man He really did it.
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VA44: Okay, okay, shh, shh!  Sleepy dinosaur.
VA45: N/A
VA46: Yada, yada, yada.
VA47: Velociraptors, the killers
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VA51: Oh thats not good.  Thats not good!  Im not gonna make it back from here am I?
VA52: Oh no, nothings that big!
VA53: Shes beautiful!
VA54: Uck, nerd!
VA55: This is where they died.
VA56: All those men.
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VA60: Well, they certainly were serious about their monorail.
VA61: Radio, phone, can with a string?
VA62: I was in high school then.
VA63: Now THAT is an incredible smell.
VA64: N/A
VA65: Beautiful Spanish colonial.
VA66: Its like the Learning Channel.
VA67: Its coffee gold, slaver gold.
VA68: Whats that!?!
VA69: I can smell the ocean.
VA70: Whatever.
VA71: I rode south along the coast, bus stations in the early morning, eating vending machine food in the fluorescent light.
VA72: Stepping out of the bus in Mexico City.  I shouldered my knapsack, felt the heat wash over me.
VA73: I was good to be alone, to be nobody for awhile.
VA74: N/A
VA75: Now this is truly revolting.
VA76: Theyre probably out drinking right now Anne?  Anne who?
VA77: Power lines, now thats what Im looking for.
VA78: Showers, coffee, air conditioning Almost there.
VA79: What brought that down?
VA80: Come on Anne, youre up to this.
VA81: On the bright side, no more student loans.
VA82: These cant run more than a half mile more.
VA83: Dont do this to me
VA84: Security system, looks like thats still active.
VA85: Hello? Hello!
VA86: In the middle of a jungle.
VA87: Its like that twilight zone episode where hes in this town with no people and the guys really an astronaut.
VA88: Looks like they stripped it before they took off.
VA89: Hmm, all gone home.
VA90: The funny thing was, how easy it was.  Nobody stops you, just get on the bus and watch the highway start moving, the whole world before you.  I guess its not a vacation if you dont know when youre coming back.
VA91: Where is the goddamned phone?  I want out of here, I want diet soda, I want copy machines and juice boxes and cartoons.
VA92: Cheap lock.
VA93: Woah, surreal.
VA94: Something tells me this isnt my ticket out of here
VA95: This thing shows more than one transmitter.
VA96: No would probably not be a good time for a drink, much as I might like one
VA97: Whats that smell?  Like a barn
VA98: Oh God, its a nest.
VA99: Excuse me, maintenance, hello, a little help here?
VA100: Nothing here.  Bet you Hammonds the one who has all the fun satellite phones.
VA101: How did they get their electricity, they mustve had a generator
VA102: No!! Morire por InGen. (means No!! Id die for InGen.)  Huh, maybe you already have.
VA103: N/A
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VA106: N/A
VA107: This place is dead.
VA108: Broken.  No radio, no phone, no satellite.  Thats it, Im dead.
VA109: Nice stereo, guy.
VA110: This thing needs a passcode, must be written down somewhere.
VA111: Very nice, John!
VA112: Living room, dining room, hardwood floors.  Lovely.
VA113: Modern Kitchen, high ceilings.
VA114: A guest bedroom for visiting mad scientists.
VA115: Master bedroom, very nice.
VA116: Youve got to be kidding me.  Welcome to my island, no dont try to escape.  Let me tell you my plan.
VA117: Secret compartment, ohh ahh!
VA118: Ha!  This has got to be worth something.
VA119: Now were getting somewhere.
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VA122: I was really hoping that wasnt gonna happen.
VA123: Wow, must be a mile across, at least a $6.50 cab ride.
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VA127: Not much cover, have to use the trees.
VA128: Dear diary, hunting dinosaurs on strange island, little chance of escape.  Um, weather fine.  Well, more news later, Anne.
VA129: N/A
VA130: N/A
VA131: Meanwhile, somewhere in the Pacific
VA132: Well, dont just lie there, get help.
VA133: Cool in here, some kind of storage
VA134: They're just cows Just big cows!
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VA136: God shes big.
VA137: Shes on to me.
VA138: Come on!
VA139: Finish it, Anne!
VA140: Fall, damn you!
VA141: Come on, fall!
VA142: Oh God.
VA143: N/A
VA144: He must have been scared.  He was wounded, he crawled in here, maybe losing blood.  Guess he thought it was safe.
VA145: Not until now.
VA146: A forest like this, you could just walk forever and never come back.
VA147: Ah, the great white hunter.
VA148: These must run back to the town on one end.
VA149: Oh great!  Another dead guy.
VA150: Must be out of darts.
VA151: I cant believe I just did that.
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VA154: Keep it together girl
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VA159: Toe nice!  Can I take this?
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VA166: Ha!  Im a genius!
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VA169: Blah, blah, blah.
VA170: They never expected this, Hammond thought this would be here forever.
VA171: A lost world
VA172: Looks like the contents of a warehouse
VA173: I am Spartacus!
VA174: When it happens, it can be like that.  3 seconds and Im gone, anytime.
VA175: A couple of kids
VA176: Bang, laboratory, gotcha.  Thats gotta be what I need.
VA177: N/A
VA178: ..place looks mostly intact
VA179: Everything gates off that computer.
VA180: If the computer runs communications, Ive gotta see if its intact, security or not.
VA181: Its like a scene from the end of the world.
VA182: So this was all there was  Looks like a freshmen science lab.
VA183: Heart of an empire
VA184: Come on Hammond, its your office.  Gotta be something here.
VA185: Shake it baby!
VA186: *laughs* All right, I admit it Hammond, youre clever.
VA187: You know, this really isnt as interesting as Id imagined.
VA188: Nerd central.
VA189: Please, God, no!
VA190: I HATE this hacker crap.
VA191: Excuse me, theres a renaissance festival I have to be at.
VA192: Its cold in here.
VA193: This is where he did it.
VA194: OK, Plan B.
VA195: Anne the safecracker!
VA196: N/A
VA197: N/A
VA198: Wait, if the data is still in here, I could conceivably be a very rich girl All it takes is a modem.
VA199: Victory!
VA200: Please, just work!
VA201: Yes!
VA202: Up the well!
VA203: Score!
VA204: The data is still in there, download codes, satellite links Hammonds legacy.
VA205: The mountaintop station is it then, last chance.
VA206: This must be as far west as the Mayans ever came.  Its like looking at the edge of the world.
VA207: Warning: Mountain dangerously high.
VA208: N/A
VA209: I do not get vertigo!  I DO NOT GET VERTIGO!
VA210: Come on then, whos first?
VA211: This is crazy!
VA212: N/A
VA213: I bet you can see all the way to Costa Rica or Panama.
VA214: Oh there isnt much to tell.  You know, I went to the party, I wore the little black dress.  It was beautiful.  I guess I didnt want to be alone or something.  He It wasnt what I wanted.  I guess it doesnt matter now, Im not going back.
VA215: Must be forty degrees up here.
VA216: N/A
VA217: Looks like the rim collapsed a little.
VA218: This, eventually, has to go somewhere.
VA219: Hello?
AnneUse1: N/A
AnneUse2: N/A
AnneUse3: N/A
AnneUse4: Uck, I throw like a girl.
AnneUse5: Cards in the Atlantic, good luck, amateurs.
ANNEDINOKILL1: *heavy breathing*  Im fine, Im fine, Oh God, who would have thought that I could do that?
ANNEDINOKILL2: Die you bastard
ANNEDINOKILL3: Youre afraid of me arent you?  I think youve started to guess whats happened
ANNEDINOKILL4: Your kind is gone.  You died millions of years before I was ever born.
ANNEDINOKILL5: Its not your time now, its mine.
ANNEDINOKILL6: I dont believe this.
ANNEDINOKILL7: I got it, I got it, Im safe.
ANNEDINOKILL8: Ha!
ANNEDINOKILL9: Going down for a little dirt-nap?
ANNEDINOKILL10: One less threat to the American way of life.
ANNEDINOKILL11: Dinosaur Park, what a great idea.
VRADIO: Anne: Um, hello? Hello!  Anyone out there?  I need help!  Navy guy: This is the United States Navy Priority Channel, identify yourself or clear the air.
Anne: Ha, I mean yes, yes Im here, Im on Site: B.  Navy guy Right, right, we get this a lot, listen, please clear the channel over Anne: No, Im not kidding!  Im on Site: B!  Im on the dinosaur preserve for Gods sake.  Navy guy Be advised, were triangulating your location and that transmitting on this frequency is a violation Other Navy Guy Sir this is coming from the top of Mount Watson. Anne: Ha! Navy guy Sorry, maam, hold tight, are you in any danger?  Anne: Im fine, Im fine, just get me out of here. Navy guy Hold you position maam, we have people in the area.  Were dispatching a helicopter to your current location. Anne: Thank you, I mean, Roger that, over and out.
ANNEGETGUN1: N/A
ANNEGETGUN2: Heavier than I thought
ANNEGETGUN3: Keep it steady.
ANNEUSEGUN1: So thats what that feels like.
ANNEUSEGUN2: It works!
ANNEUSEGUN3: Keep it steady.
ANNEUSEGUN4: *Laughs*
ANNEUSEGUN5: Short. Controlled. Whatever.
ANNEUSEGUN6: I like it.
ANNEGET1: He was shouting when we went down, he was trying to level us out.
ANNEGET2: N/A
ANNEGET3: Mustve been the little girls
ANNESWIM1: Its warm.
ANNESWIM2: I dont think I feel like swimming.
ANNESWIM3: Okay, I really dont feel like swimming.
ANNESWIM4: Its not like I can swim to America
AnneGetGun1: N/A
AnneGetGun2: Heavier than I thought.
AnneGetGun3: Ohhh, Ladys Model.
AnneGetGun4: Are these even legal?
AnneGetGun5: *laughs* Oh my God!
AnneGetGun6: Oh this is good, this is very good.
AnneHoop1: Nuthin but net.
AnneHoop2: At center court, five foot nine
ANNEDINOSHOOT1: I can do this.
ANNEDINOSHOOT2: Woo.
ANNEDINOSHOOT3: Crippled him.
ANNEDINOSHOOT4: Head shot.

VOICE OVERS: Hammond
VH1: N/A
VH2: My name is John Parker Hammond, I was born on March 14, 1928.
VH3: What follows is a record of certain events in which I took part between the years 1980 and 1997 on an island I will call Site: B.
VH4: Site B was not to be a theme park, but a research station, this was where we did the real work.
VH5: The greatest discovery of the 20th century
VH6: A Nobel Prize or a financial empire awaits somewhere in a darkened room, in a dirty derelict building somewhere in the Pacific.
VH7: A forest this wild, this unknown, has not been seen by any human since the great hunters of the early Pliocene.
VH8: I can picture them, moving cautiously through the dusty rooms in bulky biohazard gear, clutching rifles, pouring over records, reading our files
VH9: The mysterious John Hammond, shady investor, multi-millionaire, jovial mad scientist.
VH10: The technology, the real trick of it, is still in there, in a darkened room in an empty building with a dirty floor, it waits, the flashpoint, the origin of Jurassic Park.
VH11: The main laboratory and administrative buildings, this was where we made our discovery, where the real magic trick happened.  When they come to dig up our secrets, theyll come here.
VH12: An idea brought me awake one morning in New York, I almost didnt write it down.
VH13: Sunlight angled down through the dusty air in Normans office, and I leaned against a solid oak table, as I outlined my plans for International Genetic Technologies.
VH14: It was the flowering of an ambition born 50 years ago, 50 years struggle, come to this.
VH15: Isla Sorna.  Costa Rica lay to the east, a quiet neighbor, to the west open water and the shipping lanes of the Pacific.
VH16: The southern beach looked out on trackless ocean, down past Peru, all the way to Antarctica.
VH17: A few weeks after we landed we went to the summit to put up a crude satellite link.
VH18: We went by helicopter, young technicians scrambled to put up the dish as the wind howled, high speed uplink, state-of-the-art.
VH19: If we succeeded the InGen technology would be historic.  We were planning to conquer times power over life, its power to extinguish and erase.  It would change all our lives, as profoundly, as irrevocably, as the atomic bomb.
VH20: 1982.  Robert Muldoon I already knew.  Dennis Nedry I found in Cambridge.  And despite his idiosyncrasies, he was years ahead of his competition.
VH21: Dennis fancied himself quite the hacker.  He had his own locks for his doors.  His office decorations were quite outside company regulations.
VH22: Henry Wu was an only child from Ohio, a prodigy.  He gained early attention for his undergraduate thesis at MIT.
VH23: Three Cray XMPs moved more data faster than any computer center in the Americas.
VH24: In eleven months, Site B became the most powerful genetics facility in the world.
VH25: In a quite locked room, the extinction of species, the history of life on earth, is being methodically reversed.
VH26: The first task was genetic recovery, acquiring Jurassic or Cretaceous amber, extracting preserved DNA, and reassembling the complete sequences.  Bringing it up the well we called it.
VH27: I spared no expense, permitted no failures.
VH28: By 1983, we held 13 new patents.
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VH30: November 1983.  Test fertilization of an artificial ovum, my hand shook as I held the tiny eyedropper, one drop, two drops.  There!  The genie was out of the bottle.
VH31: The raptor took shape inside its egg and I watched on the ultra sound monitor.  It looked like a ghost or a puff of smoke.
VH32: We released the first raptor on April 22, 1985.  It wandered back and forth near the wall for four minutes and twenty-two seconds before hearing a noise which drew it further off into the brush.
VH33: In the jungle, the forest, and the mountain, three raptor tribes staked out territory.  Albertasaurs and seven T-Rex, chose their dominions, uneasy borders drawn around forests, ridges, and ponds.
VH34: Not all of the original species survived, in the end only a few adjusted to the new world and these became dominant.
VH35: A third tribe of raptors took the mountain for their territory, a leaner, tougher breed, quick, living on birds and tiny lizards.
VH36: We tagged the most dangerous animals with radio collars that transmitted a warning signal, and workmen carried little boxes that played a tone when a tagged animal came near, at which point, they would panic and flee in terror.
VH37: By 1987, the first of them reached full size The ecosystem from another era began to reassert itself.
VH38: The raptor padded in towards sundown.  It drank nervously, careful of the dangers of the Jurassic waterhole.
VH39: N/A
VH40: For four months we monitored it while it preyed on herds in the southern forest.  We never knew why it grew so large.  In the summer of 1988, it began moving north.
VH41: 1988.  Workers from the mainland were pouring concrete supports for the rail system running north to the settlement.
VH42: May, 1989.  We began laying foundations on the south beach for a hotel for visiting scientists and businessmen.  A year hence, I thought, the island would be quite famous.
VH43: Bankruptcy.  I leaned against the wall, my whole body shook.
VH44: I dropped the mug.  It shattered.  I let it lie there, we would be leaving soon.
VH45: When it became known that I was bankrupt, workers simply dropped their tools and walked away.
VH46: Buildings were stripped of everything valuable.
VH47: We sealed off the town save for a few crucial gates, southward to the lowlands, eastward to the power plant and laboratory.
VH48: We sealed the eastern gate for the last time.  Gazing from my study window I hit on a simple pneumonic for the passcode.  Like Nedry, I felt I needed to keep a backdoor open.
VH49: As we left, we vandalized our own locking mechanisms.  InGen tolerates no trespassers.
VH50: Technicians and workmen crowded around the docks fearing they might be left behind when the security rim collapsed, armed guards stood watch.
VH51: Two German technicians were accused for conspiring to walk out with crucial research materials.
VH52: Theyd plan to breach the main computer vault and remove some of the data stored there, no proof was ever found.
VH53: October 1996.  The InGen Corporation is taken out of my hands by a vote of the board of directors.  My nephew dispatches his team.
VH54: The hunters landed on May 13, 1997 deep in the islands south west.  Most of them had worked at my African parks for years, they never stood a chance.
VH55: The InGen hunting party carried the pass codes for our perimeter defenses.
VH56: The hunters scattered, their pre-arranged hunting routes forgotten.  Only a third of their number appeared at the rendezvous. 
VH57: In May the rains came.  The smell of the jungle was everywhere.
VH58: As I journeyed south along the coast, the air grew moist and heavy, metal and concrete lay rotting in the sun and the rain.
VH59: 1981.  I stumbled out of the helicopter already beginning to sweat and looked around at the lush forest the wet leaves.
VH60: I stood on the lip of the cliff, the wind blowing my hair.  It might have been a morning in the early Jurassic.
VH61: The jungle canopy hung over us, there was an utter silence.  Far away I could here a jeep engine idling.
VH62: In the winter we began building the supports for the elevated transit system that would unify the island.  Concrete towers rose through the jungle canopy.
VH63: The sky at noon was like nothing in Europe.  Hot, tropical, a new world.
VH64: The forest smelled of wet leaves and damp earth, rotting wood.
VH65: Water seeped into everything.
VH66: As I write this Tiles are cracking, smeared with windblown dirt and animal tracks.  Thick tree roots are pushing up through the asphalt.  The island settles itself, beginning to erase all trace of us.
VH67: On the plain the heat was extraordinary like a solid wall.
VH68: When I was little, I dreamed of a time when the entire world was covered in an ancient forest.  Great hunters stalked in the cool darkness among silent, huge, colomna trees, oaks, sequoias.
VH69: I stepped out of the jeep and stretched my legs.  The two guards attended to the wheel and for an instant I stood alone, unprotected in the Jurassic wilderness.  I felt the air currents around me, heard a single tree rustle.
VH70: Cameras and seismic instruments in yellow crates.  They set them in the dust as the helicopter rose.
VH71: The steam pipes hissed and spat.  Water pumped deep into the earth and came back super heated.
VH72: Chinese sailors singing in a curious keening falsetto as they unloaded the synthetic polymer eggs
VH73: The smells of salt water and gasoline
VH74: Far out to sea we would sometimes glimpse to U.S. Coast Guard units assigned to observe our activity.
VH75: It was strange to move from the field, the hot sun, dirt on ones trouser cuffs, into the cool, sterile darkness of the lab.
VH76: The sharp tang of the preservative chemicals, the coolness and hush of the sterile chamber, the daily ritual of decontamination
VH77: The centrifuge whirred night and day the slow alchemy of genetic replication.
VH78: The clear fluid held a cloudy layer of DNA strands.
VH79: Keyboards rattled into the early morning, ranks of green CRT screens displayed collected genetic data.
VH80: We worked long into the night, feeling at times as if the whole of the earth had fallen away outside, leaving only the darkness, the work, the endless questing into the past.
VH81: A failed coffee plantation of the 1860s, fields were marked out by stone walls, and to the west, the ruins of the plantation house still stand.
VH82: N/A
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VH85: Some of my personal papers had been transferred to diskette.
VH86: The Albertasaurs took to the open fields like lions to the Serengeti.
VH87: N/A
VH88: The pylons ran for kilometers, one every hundred meters or so I built them to last.  Running east from the plant, they climbed the valley before descending south into the plains.
VH89: N/A
VH90: The main harbor for Site: B.
VH91: The docks were the lifeblood of Site: B amber, synthetic eggshell, livestock came from all over the Pacific Rim.
VH92: The Emily was a tug for bringing in the bigger freighters.  Occasionally we took it out to observe specimens from offshore or to sweep the tide for traces of our operations.
VH93: It was scuttled in 1989 as a quarantine measure soon after I gave the government my testimony.
VH94: InGen Standard Safari Vehicle State-of-the-art!
VH95: Lindstradt guns, by the way, Swedish made, unbeatable for accuracy and rate of fire.
VH96: InGen Reception, I planned that someday visitor scientists or politicians would be welcome here.
VH97: Site: B was fully centralized and computer-controlled, the same design that became the Achilles heel of Jurassic Park.
VH98: Diagnostics, communications, security, all ran through the computer.  Accordingly, computer security was paramount the tightest on the island.
VH99: Left to itself the facility reverts to minimal power, chiefly battery powered security systems; it can sustain itself almost indefinitely.
VH100: Building the town was hard.  Costa Rican contractors are competent people, but they had to be transported, fed, house, and, afterward, bound to silence.
VH101: The biotechnicians were compensated for living in exile; high pay, luxury housing.  Dennis wanted computer time and money, Henry wanted his state-of-the-art entertainments These were the elite, who could have gone anywhere to work; I had to keep them here.
VH102: A pass code let us control access to the valley and power station beyond.
VH103: Curving up out of the southern basin, the Atherton Causeway would bring visiting scientists north from the southern beach.
VH104: The buildings followed a scheme I only vaguely understood, marking seasons, and lunar year, and the movement of the stars.
VH105: Annexed policeman from South Africa, sort of, uh, Soldier of Fortune character.
VH106: Known as the Maharaja to his fellows, highly skilled, but only works alone He was meant to radio for picking up from the Comm. Station.
VH107: I was unable to find any records whatsoever of Michael Sullivan beyond the sole fact that his flight to the rendezvous originated in Port-au-Prince, Hiati.
VH108: LaSalle was a disciple of Rhodes, sometime poacher, fancied himself a master hunter.
VH109: Marden A. S., still missing.
VH110: Karamcheti Lee, still missing.
VH111: Sullivan R. M., still missing.
VH112: LaSalle P., still missing.
VH113: Van Holn S. T., also still missing.
VH114: Lystrata A. L., deceased.
VH115: Albertasaur, a loner, fast and strong, eeking out a living between a certain tyrannosaur and the three raptor tribes.
VH116: Velociraptor, the small theropod native to China and Mongolia.  Pack hunter, quite vicious and quite intelligent.
VH117: Brachiosaur, oldest of our creations by 50 million years, the only true Jurassic Native.
VH118: One of the largest ever to live, the brachiosaur moves like planets among the smaller species.
VH119: Tyrannosaurus Rex, Tyrant Lizard.  They reigned for 25 million years, we grew seven of them, the seven rulers of the island
VH120: And despite what wed been led to believe, the T-Rex was not a scavenger at all.  We clocked one at 50 kilometers per hour.
VH121: Triceratops, with the Tyrannosaur, one of the last dinosaurs to live naturally on our planet.
VH122: It was in the last days of genetic recovery, and at this point, nothing was certain  Was the DNA there?  Could we bring it back up the well?
VH123: It was 3 am, the room was strewn with soda cans, and for the hundredth time, we ran the extraction sequence.
VH124: Dennis, what are we looking at here?
VH125: All my life I waited for something great, something extraordinary.
VH126: And then, it opened up The code read true The barrier of time for for an instant, opened!  Nedry and I stared through the monitor, straight back through 65 thousand centuries.
VH127: As Nedry typed, the world seemed to hold its breath, and for a moment we stood at the turning point between two great planetary eras, the million year reign of man, and the age of the dinosaurs.
VH128: She would not answer me at first.
VH129: Lord Dowrys charity luncheon, a society event, 200 pounds a ticket.  A bit of a step up for me socially.  I was seated with this very pleasant young woman.
VH130: I would gaze at her at dinner parties in moments she when was distracted.
VH131: The hair on her upper lip, the way she exhaled the smoke from her cigarette.
VH132: I-I-I, uh, stammered it, I was not certain what I should say.  She laughed on, seemed charmed.  She asked me to call again tomorrow.
VH133: At 2 am, I called, once again.  She had still not come home, nor did they know where she was.  I didnt leave my name.
VH134: She would not answer me at first, I asked her again.  Partygoers glanced curiously in my direction, candlelight blurred my vision.
VH135: Ill never forget this, and I will never forgive, I swear it!  This is the last time.
VH136: Im sure youve heard the rest of this story on the television news or in the tabloids.
VH137: In 1989, the park was nearly complete, our investors demanded onsite approval and I, idiotically as it now turned out, believed we were ready.
VH138: The debacle of August 27, 1989, is now quite well known, and the legal consequences were, as you may well imagine, rather extensive.
VH139: On October the 3rd, 1989 I sat on a wooden bench in the waiting room in Washington D.C., the government panel put me on the stand.  As my name was read out, the session room went silent.  I walked up the aisle towards the stand.  I was being called to account, but I had no clear explanation to give.
VH140: N/A
VH141: Save that, in her voice and her walk, there was an air of grace and sophistication that I knew I was forever barred from.
VH142: I gave myself over to the strange, lonely, discipline of the market.  Investment strategies and profit, I stood apart, master of codes and lost worlds, of heat and cold, and the sleep of a hundred million years.
VH143: My work.  My work lies where I left it, if there is anyone brave enough, and clever enough to take it and return the keys to time, perhaps the foundation of a new empire.
VH144: On that last day, I stood apart from the rest of them, the helicopters were setting down, and before me the jungle spread out and I saw that a savage, primal age had begun again.
VH145: Come on son, get us out of here.
VH146: I left home at 15 with a rather romantic idea of seeking my fortune.  I remember the train ride south in my best clothes eating an apple, the entire world before me.
VH147: When I came to London I had neither fortune, nor education, nor connections Nothing!
VH148: A lost world is a sort of scientific myth, an evolutionary scenario in which an ecosystem is isolated and preserved, the rest of the world changes leaving a tiny fragile pocket where ancient species survive.
VH149: American made tranquilizer darts, the effect changes with the targets body mass, temperament, and mood.  I believe the phrase is results may vary.
VH150: Creation is an act of shear will, and next time it will be flawless.
VH151: Dr. Wus laboratory was a mystery to me.  I never finished my schooling, I had a childs idea of science: test tubes, explosions, and miracles.
VH152: Hunting dinosaurs is quite a tricky business.  I recommend helicopters, if youve got them.
VH153: We were neither the only covert business to thrive in Central America, nor the most dangerous.
VH154: The raptor preened itself, utterly confident of its right to be there, absolutely no consciousness that it was not the sovereign ruler of this earth.
VH155: What if a mosquito sucked the blood of a dinosaur 100 million years ago?  The insect is then covered in tree sap which over the millennia becomes amber.
VH156: The insect is preserved, perfectly.  But you see, and heres the clever part, wouldnt the dinosaur blood be preserved as well?
VH157: The blood holds DNA, a tiny spiral of genetic code.  Abra cadabra!
VH158: I still believe Nedry left himself a back door, something about the hobbits or God knows what.
VH159: I first met Harold Greenwood in 1992, he was an American, introduced to me as a former Green Beret.  He asked a number of questions about the disposition of the InGen technology.
VH160: Harry claimed to be friend of my former son-in-law.  I liked him, he was confident and dashing.
VH161: Greenwood carried some sort of electronic device which we were told he built himself based on plans that he found on the Internet.
VH162: I met a traveler from an antique land who said two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert.  Near them on the sand half sunk, a shattered visage, lies whose frown and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command tell that its sculptor, well those passions read which yet survive stamped on these lifeless things, the hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.  And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, king of kings.  Look upon my works, ye mighty, and despair.  Nothing beside remains, round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands, stretch far away.

VOICE OVERS: Anne and Hammond
VC H29 - A64: John: I began to have my first inkling of the seriousness of our work, how deep the well was, this was life from 65 or 100 million years before mankind.  Anne: Ive really done it, this is NOT a normal situation.
VC H128 - A120: John: She would not answer me at first, I asked her again.  Anne: A dairy, this is really old 1951.

VOICE OVERS: Others
VBB01 (text only): For my wife Michelle,  Your constant support and understanding is like none I've ever known... For two and a half years you stood by me and lifted me up during the most challenging period of my life... For all of this, I cannot repay you. I can only promise a return to a normal life... a sane husband and you're best friend... All my love, Brady445.Anne 
VBB02 (text only): For my good friend Kyle, You've heard it time and time again, but I've never been so impressed by a persons work ethic. Without you, we would never have shipped this game, and, I would've left long ago I'm a better person for having you as a friend. I thank you, Brady 
VBB02 (text only): For my buddy Galvan, I'm glad we've grown up to be such close friends. For all the time you put in to learn, and the effort you put forth to make the audio what it is, I thank you For hounding me about the worst film I know'TITANIC'burn in helllet's make a filmGo Wings, Brady 
VCRAYCOMPUTER: Activation systems Satellite Uplink connected, local transmitter down, attempting connection to mountaintop facility. 
SPEC-PHONE OPERATOR: The main select board is temporarily unattended. Please contact your supervisor. La computadora principal esta temporalmente fuera de servicio. Por favor contacte a su supdervisador.
SPEC-TOUR GUIDE: Welcome to Site: B, an InGen Research Facility.  For centuries mankind has wondered about the dinosaurs, the largest land animals ever to have lived.  Now thanks to breakthrough technologiessss*static*

