Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom Page #3

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is potentially the second most intelligent

piece of life on this planet.

And she's the last of her kind.

She must be preserved.

She can pick up your scent a mile off.

You will never capture her.

Well...

We thought you might know

someone who could help.

Maybe you can convince him.

Hey, Owen.

Owen!

Oh, boy.

Hi.

Back for more, huh?

Can I buy you a beer?

You mean bring 'em, or we

gonna like, go somewhere?

Seriously?

I can't believe you

think that you left me!

Replay that conversation in

your head, all right? You said,

"You wanna go live in

your van like a bum?"

"Go ahead, Owen."

And I said, "Okay!"

- So how is that you leaving me?

- Because I left.

- I left you.

- You left, because...

- I told you to.

- And then, I left.

Because you didn't wanna live in

a van on the side of the road.

No, no, no. Because you wouldn't

let me drive the damn van,

- for 5 minutes.

- I'm chivalrous. What can I do?

- You are so stubborn.

- Well. Look at you now.

- You're saving the world.

- Well, I'm trying, at least.

You can't just run away

from everything, Owen.

So, you're what?

Dating an accountant now?

An insurance actuary?

Your skin looks nice.

- Dermatologist?

- Owen?

- Does he check you for moles?

- Stop.

Ventriloquist?

- This is not why we're here, okay?

- Yeah, I know why we're here.

Lockwood's little

flunkie called me.

Rescue op.

Save the dinosaurs from an

island that's about to explode.

- What could go wrong?

- I'm going.

- Don't!

- I don't have a choice.

- What, of course you have a choice.

- So what, I should just...

Build my own cabin, play

pool and drink beer all day

while these dinosaurs

go extinct?

Yeah. I like pool.

Blue is alive.

- Jesus, Claire.

- You raised her, Owen. You...

You spent years of your

life working with her.

You're just gonna let her die?

Well, yeah.

Come on. You're a

better man than...

you think you are.

You should write for

fortune cookies.

Forget it. I...

There's a chartered flight

leaving tomorrow morning.

You're on the manifest. I just

thought I should let you know.

Back up! Back off.

Take it easy. Echo.

Jeez. There's plenty of food.

You guys been eating sugar or something?

You're hyper today.

Okay, okay, back off.

Thank you, Blue.

Did you get that?

Relax.

You're more likely to die riding

a horse than in a plane.

No, I would not because I wouldn't

get on a horse. My chances are zero.

- Planes are the safest way to travel.

- You call this a plane?

My cousin had a drone

bigger than this.

Owen!

Franklin, later!

Get in the plane.

Didn't think you were

gonna ever show up.

- This is Zia Rodriguez.

- Zia.

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