DAWN OF EXTINCTION: JURASSIC PARK 4


WRITTEN BY CHASE KURTEZ AND JEFF LONG
The  main titles play. After JURASSIC PARK comes up
in it�s special font, a IV only made with a dinosaur footprint, �stomps� down,
shaking the screen.
This leaves a footprint shape hole in the screen, which the camera
quickly zooms through, much like the
III in JP3.

WE SEE

A puddle of water lay still in a muddy jungle. We can
here the crickets chirp, monkey�s howl, as well as other animals.
Then, they start to fade away until only the crickets
are left chirping. Then, immediately the crickets stop
and the puddle becomes active after a loud thump makes
rings in the puddle.

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1 EXT. COSTA RICA � NIGHT                                                                                   1

The sky is dark but clear.

PAN DOWN

To see the top of trees belonging to a jungle. This is
the edge of the jungle though and beside it is a grassy
field and a small one-story house.
SUBTITLE

HEREDIA, COSTA RICA
Outside, all is quiet as a slight breeze picks up.
Suddenly the ferns lightly rustle and a soft snarl can
be heard. But is this only tricks of the wind?


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2 INT. HOUSE � DARK                                                                                              2

Inside the house. All is dark, the occupants long asleep.
In one bedroom, a man and woman sleep soundlessly.
Suddenly, we are so aware of the quietness that we can
only notice the sounds that are not supposed to be there.

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Still inside the house, but looking at the main door.
Suddenly the doorknob starts to rattle and slowly turn.

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Man and Woman sleeping. The sound of the door creaking
open is heard, but they still sleep. Something can be
heard walking across the floor. Suddenly the footsteps
stop and a clicking is heard.

We then hear a sniffing sound and the footsteps start
up again as a shadow quickly passes by the doorway,
illuminated by the moonlight. It was a quick shadow,
But from what we see, it looked like it belonged to a
VELOCIRAPTOR. We then hear a baby crying and both
parents snap their eyes wide open,
hearing the baby. They jump out of bed and rush out
into the hall and to the baby room, turning on the
light once they enter. They rush over to the crib, only
finding it empty, the sheets ripped up.
The father, ROBERTO CARTER, notices
the window was broken.
ROBERTO CARTER
(SCREAMING)

Julia, stay here!
ROBERTO turns and rushes out of the room, hearing his
wife crying back at the crib. He runs to the door,
finding it wide open and runs outside, barefooted and
no shirt on. He looks around, seeing nothing, but
hearing the baby crying. He runs to the back of the
house, where the sound is coming from, just in time to
see a tail go into the jungle, the bushes and trees rustling.
ROBERTO Runs to the edge, and starts to push his way into
the jungle, but suddenly, he falls to the ground and is dragged
away.
We hear ROBERTO�S SCREAMS as we

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BLACKNESS




3 INT. LEVINE�S APARTMENT � DAY                                                                      3


A NEWS REPORTER is sitting at her desk, a pile of
papers in front of her.
SUBTITLE
NEW JERSEY, 2004


REPORTER
This is the eighth reported �child
napping� in rural locations close to
or surrounding the Costa Rican
jungles in the last month. Not to
mention, the reports all involve a
large or small creature entering the
house. Authorities are looking into
this as well as big name scientists
and zoologists. Roberto Carter, a local
resident and father of the two
month-year-old infant went missing while
Chasing after his child�s abductor.
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To show that this is a news program on someone�s TV.
The apartment is only a small one-bedroom apartment
with a couple of extra rooms for whatever. (Including
a kitchen and bathroom.) Clothes are all over the place,
posters are only half-hanging on the wall, the other
half drooping over. There is a huge map of COSTA RICA on the
wall, pins are marking certain locations on it. In the
kitchen, pots, pans, and dirty dishes fill the sinks
and counters. In the bedroom, the bed is unmade and
books and papers are all over the place, though a desk
by the wall is perfectly clean except for three neatly
stacked books by the side and a lamp at the top. Back
in the living room, a person in his late 30�s,
DR. RICHARD LEVINE, lay on his couch watching the News
report. He has short black hair and is kind of muscular.
Right now he�s focusing on his eye lids and the
report at the same time.

FLASHBACK:

LEVINE is sitting on a subway train, looking around,
when suddenly a man dressed in black walks on and sits
in a seat close to him. LEVINE begins to snap his
fingers. We can see that he has recognised this man.
It�s no other than IAN MALCOLM. LEVINE walks close by
him and then sits in a seat in front. MALCOLM just
reads at the paper he has just picked up.
LEVINE
You�re him, right?

MALCOLM
Excuse me?

LEVINE
The scientist�The guy�
(SHRUGGING)
I saw you on TV.
IAN MALCOLM simply turns his head away, ignoring him.
LEVINE (cont�d)
I believed you�
MALCOLM just shakes his head.
LEVINE (cont�d)
(CLASPING HIS HANDS TOGETHER)
Rawwwwr.
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LEVINE sits up as the REPORTER continues.



REPORTER
For more information on this, please
visit our website at www.cnn-news.com.
You can also send in any information
to us about these creatures. I�m Judie
Watson of CNN news.

The address appears on the bottom of the screen. LEVINE
smiles and heads on over to the computer, typing in the
address almost immediately. The excitement is
overwhelming him, this we can see. Suddenly, the main
page comes up. He clicks on the news heading and he
finds the many pictures of footprints.
LEVINE
(Whispering)
I knew it!
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4 INT. COLLEGE HALLWAY � DAY                                                                        4

The VELOCIRAPTOR�S jaws hang open just a tad, it�s eyes
piercing the two humans in front of him, and a roar
comes from the inside of his mouth. Some how though,
IAN MALCOLM isn�t impressed. The STUDENT beside him
moves over to him.
STUDENT
So�Dr. Malcolm�what do you think of
it?
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