Rampage

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All right, get outta here,

you big lug.

Say hi to the dogs for me.

I will.

Girls love him.

I should shave my head.

I got your message about

George. He okay?

- I don't know.

- What do you mean, you don't know?

Davis. Davis!

He's in the grizzly enclosure.

What?

Jesus.

- Put it down.

- What?

You know how he is around guns.

Put it down.

Are you sure?

Put it down.

I'm gonna go talk to him.

Hey, George?

It's okay.

It's me.

It's me.

What happened?

You're sad.

It's okay.

Did you hurt him?

"Sorry"?

It's okay.

Did he hurt you?

He made you scared.

It's okay.

It's...

George.

George.

It's okay to be scared.

It's okay.

Calm.

Easy.

Is it me or is he

considerably bigger?

No, he's definitely bigger.

It's Connor.

Guys, you need to get over

to the gorilla enclosure.

What the hell happened?

We were doing our morning

rounds when we saw the burnt foliage,

and found this.

All right, let me see the kit.

What is it?

I don't know.

But we gotta figure it out.

Stupid piece of crap!

Mini space station!

Are you done?

We just lost billions of

dollars, Claire.

Tens of billions, actually.

Plus $20,000 for the models

you just destroyed.

Our stock got hammered this

morning.

Down 20%.

And you aren't upset,

because...

Because Project Rampage works.

- Do you know how much that's worth?

- Zero.

Because all of our research

was on that space station.

Actually,

Atkins got the research

samples onto the escape pod.

Yes, the escape pod blew up.

But the canisters were

engineered to withstand reentry.

And the American Meteor Society

just reported a meteor strike

in southern Wyoming.

All we have to do is go

get it back.

Well, let's get out there!

Somebody finds that sample,

it leads straight back to us.

Please, enough with the

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