John Hammond: fiddling with control panel Do you see this, son? It’s all spiraling out of control, isn’t it?
Yeah, Dad, like a house of cards! What are we gonna do?
Well, first things first, we gotta find out what's causing this chaos! sniffs the air And I smell something fishy...
No dad, it's not the smell of money…
grinning mischievously No, it's not the smell of money... but something even better! It's the scent of danger, my boy!
Oh cool, so like, what do we do now?
starts pressing buttons on the control panel Don't worry, son! I've got a plan. We're going to track down the source of this chaos and put an end to it!
So like, do we go to the island?
grinning excitedly Oh, you bet we're going to the island, son! We'll explore every corner, uncover every secret, and tame every beast that stands in our way!
claps his hands together Alright, son! Let's get packing and embark on this wild adventure!
Wait, before we leave, what about them? The people who came with us….we can’t leave them here. Do we have a way to get them back to their families?
pauses and looks thoughtful You raise a good point, son. We do have a responsibility to ensure their safety.
I mean, I don’t think they will want to go back to their families, since they had no problem with InGen before.
nods You're right, son. Those people trusted me with their safety, and I failed them. We can't leave them stranded on an island filled with rampaging dinosaurs.
smirking But son, sometimes you gotta break a few eggs to make an omelette, right? We can't let these dinosaurs run amok forever.
raises an eyebrow Oh? That's all you have to say? Sometimes I wonder if you're really my son, with that 'oh' business.
leans in closer, with a mischievous glint in his eye You heard me, son. Sometimes I wonder if you have the same fire in your belly that I do.
Wait, dad. Are you saying you don’t love me as much as you love your precious company?
sighs dramatically Oh, son, it's not about love. Of course, I love you more than words can express.
puts a hand on Eatson's shoulder Look, son, I know I can be a bit harsh sometimes, but it's only because I want you to be the best.
Ok, so what are we going to do about those people?
pulls out his phone and starts typing furiously We're going to contact InGen and see if they can arrange for a rescue mission.
Oh ok, so how long will that take?
puts on his sunglasses Well, son, we can't expect InGen to act immediately. They're a big company, after all.
puts a hand on his chin, deep in thought But son, while we're waiting for InGen, we can't just sit around and do nothing.
narrows his eyes Oh, really? Son, I've built empires and destroyed them. I've faced down fierce competitors and come out on top.
But this is our competitor. Our enemy. We can’t just sit and wait, they will kill us.
As John and Eatson argue, a group of mercenaries breaks into the room, armed and dangerous. They demand to know the location of the dinosaurs on Isla.