The main of Jurassic Park is a large area with three main structures connected by walkways and surrounded by two impressive electric fences, the outer fences almost twenty feet high.

Outside the fences, the jungle has been encouraged to grow naturally. The largest building is the Visitor's Center, several stories tall, its walls still skeletal, unfinished.

The third structure isn't really a building at all, but the impressive cage we saw earlier at the beginning of the film, overgrown inside with thick jungle foliage.

The jeeps pull up in front of the Jurassic Park Visitor's Center.

Alan and the others exit out of the vehicles and towards the entrance.

And as they approach the doors, the doors slowly open to reveal a banner hanging on the ceiling, titled: When Dinosaurs Ruled the Earth, and also displaying fossils of a Tyrannosaurus Rex attacking a Brachiosaur as soon as they entered the building.

The workmen at the Center, in the basket of a Condor crane, are still currently assembling skeletons.

Hammond then speaks as soon as they enter the building, workmen still painting and working on the incomplete Visitor's Center.

"G'day, g'day, now- - the most advanced amusement park in the world, combining all the latest technologies. I'm not talking rides, you know. Everybody has rides. We've made living biological attractions so astonishing they'll capture the imagination of the entire planet!"

Grant stares at the skeletons as they head upstairs, shaking his head.

"So what are you thinking?" Asked Sattler.

"We're out of a job." Grant replied dreadfully.

Ian Malcolm pops in between them, interrupting with a reply of his own.

''Don't you mean "extinct"?''

Once they arrive at a theater room, they approached the seats nearby, and Hammond asks kindly,

"Why don't you all sit down?"

Drs. Grant, Sattler, and Malcolm take their seats in the front row of the fifty seat auditorium. Gennaro, the 'bloodsucking lawyer', then sits behind them.

Lily, Grant's daughter, sat next to the row where her father, Sattler and Malcolm were sitting at.

As everyone watched the show, to which the cartoon character, Mr. DNA, took over from there.

"A DNA strand like me is a blueprint for building a living thing! And sometimes animals that went extinct millions of years ago, like dinosaurs, left their blueprints behind for us to find! We just had to know where to look!"

The screen image changes from animated to a nature- photography look. It's an extreme close-up of a mosquito, its fangs suck the deep into some animal's flesh, its body pulsing and engorging with blood it's drinking.

"A hundred million years ago, there were mosquitoes, just like today. And, just like today, they fed on the blood of animals. Even dinosaurs!"

The camera races back to show the mosquito is perched on top of a giant animated brachiosaur. The image changes, to another close-up, this one of a tree branch, its bark glistening with golden sap. Mr. DNA leaps on the sap.

" Sometimes, after biting a dinosaur, the mosquito would land on a branch of a tree, and get stuck in the sap!"

The engorged mosquito lands in the tree sap, and gets stuck.

"After a long time, the tree sap would get hard and become fossilized, just like a dinosaur bone, preserving the mosquito inside!"

The genetics laboratory was bustling with activity.

Everywhere, there are piles of amber, tagged and labeled with scientists in white coats examining it under microscopes.

One scientist moves a complicated drill apparatus next to the chuck of amber with a fossilized mosquito inside and drills into the side of the amber sap.

Mr. DNA continues again.

"This fossilized tree sap -- which we call amber waited millions of years, with the mosquito inside until Jurassic Park's scientists came along!Using sophisticated techniques, they extract the preserved blood from the mosquito, and -

A long needle is inserted through the amber, into the thorax of the mosquito, and makes an extraction of whatever dinosaur DNA the blood contained.

"Bingo! Dino DNA!" Grant and the others looked on in amazement.

Mr. DNA jumps down in front of DNA data as it races by at headache, full speed. He holds his head, dizzied and overwhelmed by it.

"A full DNA strand contains three billion genetic codes! If we looked at screens like these once a second for eight hours a day, it'd take two years to look at the entire strand! It's that long! And since it's so old, it's full of holes! That's where our geneticists take over!"

He continues once more, explaining further on how DNA is extracted to bring back the extinct dinosaurs.

"Thinking machine supercomputers and genetic sequencers break down the strand in minutes- - and Virtual Reality displays show our geneticists the gaps in the DNA sequence! Since most animal DNA is ninety percent identical, we use the complete DNA of a frog- - to fill in the - - holes and - complete the- - code!"

"Whew! Now we can make a baby dinosaur!" Mr. DNA concludes.

Alan, Sattler, and Malcolm, all curious, tried to get a closer look, but cannot, and are frustrated, so they leant closely forward, straining against the safety bars for a better look.

But the cars keep going.

Alan interrupted.

"Wait a minute! How do-- how the hell do you interrupt the cellular mitosis?!?"

"Can you tell what kind of dinosaur you're getting just from the DNA?" Lily inquired.

"Can't we see the unfertilized eggs?!" Sattler added, enthusiastically.

"Shortly, shortly." Hammond replied.

"Can't you stop these things?! "

"Sorry! It's kind of a ride!" Hammond apologized.

"Let's get outta here!" Grant whispered to Malcolm, who agrees.

The two of them then start to team up on the safety bars.

Grant shoves his all the way back with one foot, Malcolm does the same with his foot.

They stand up out from their seats, and they all head for the door of the hatchery.

"Hey! You can't do that!" Gennaro reprimanded.

Oh, well, my my. Too late. Dr. Sattler also slips out from under her safety bar as well, following Drs. Grant and Malcolm, moves right past across Gennaro's seat.

"Can they do that?" Asked Gennaro.

"Relax, Donald, relax. They're scientists, They ought to be curious." Hammond replied, chuckling.

He approaches a security code box.

It's a retinal scanner. He pushes various code numbers and the door begins to open quickly, granting them access.

He steps aside, and the group eagerly goes up the stairs.

The doors to the lab began opening as everyone entered the lab.

"Good day, Henry." Hammond called out.

"Oh, good day, Sir." Wu replied back in acknowledgement.

The blue shirted paleontologist then looks around, and then goes to a round, open with various eggs under a strong light.

One of the eggs start to rapidly move - a robotic arm then steadies the shell.

Grant stares at the egg that was about to hatch.

"It's turning the eggs." Ellie murmured.

Hammond, Ellie, and Malcolm join him, as does the doctor in a lab coat.

"Ah, perfect timing!" Wu said, checking the time on his watch.

"I'd hoped they'd hatch before I had to go to the boat."

Hammond joins in enthusiastically.

"Henry, why didn't you tell me? you know I insist on being here when they're born."

Hammond puts on a pair of plastic gloves. The egg begins to crack slowly.

The robotic arm moves away...a baby dinosaur then tries it's best to get out, just its head sticking out of the shell.

Hammond reaches down and carefully breaks away egg fragments, helping the baby dinosaur out of its shell.

"Come on, then, out you come."Hammond called out with an encouraging tone.

He then replies.

"They imprint on the first living creature they come in contact with. That helps them to trust me. I've been present for the birth of every animal on this Island. Just look at that."

"Surely not the ones that have bred in the wild?" Malcolm asked.

Wu answered in response to Malcolm's question.

"Actually, they can't breed in the wild. Population control is one of our security precautions here. There is no unauthorized breeding in Jurassic Park."

Grant and Ellie exchange a look before staring at the baby dinosaur, who let out a mewling cry.

She manages not to smile.

Malcolm interjected, breaking the silence. "How do you know they can't breed?"

Wu answered again.

"Because all the animals in Jurassic Park are female. We've engineered them that way."

Hammond keeps his attention trained on the new dinosaur, before asking for a tissue.

"Could I have a tissue please?"

Asked the Ingen CEO, who was still holding the baby dinosaur.

"Right away. Coming right up." The geneticist then goes to grab a tissue, takes two or more if need be and returns to Hammond shortly.

The animal is now free, Hammond sets it carefully next to it's shell.

Grant picks it up and holds it in the palm of his hand, under the incubator's heat light, astonished and replied,

"Blood temperature of the dinosaur really feels like the high eighties."

Hammond turns to the geneticist.

"Wu?"

The doctor in the lab coat replied back with a definitive answer.

"Ninety-one."

Grant picks up the large, broken half-shell to have a better look, but the robotic arm snatches it back out of his hand, and puts it down.

"Homoeothermic? It holds that temperature?" Dr. Grant was astonished.

Grant turns to Dr. Wu.

"Incredible."

Malcolm was still a little skeptical.

"Again, how do you know they're all female?" Malcolm replied.

"We control their chromosomes. It's really not that difficult." Added Dr. Wu. He continues again.

"All vertebrate embryos are inherently female anyway. It takes an extra hormone at the right developmental stage to create a male, and we simply deny them that."

Sattler turns to the geneticist, responding to what she just heard, skeptically.

"D- deny them that?"

Dr. Wu nods.

"Well, John, the kind of control you're attempting to, uh, it's- not possible." Malcolm continues.

"If there's one thing the history of evolution has taught us, it's that life cannot be contained. Life breaks free. It expands to new territories. It breaks through natural barriers. Painfully, maybe even.. dangerously, but and-"

A moment of silence fell.

Grant, who was ignoring the others, picks up the baby dinosaur, holding the baby dinosaur on the palm of his hand, under the incubator's heating light.

'Wait, I know what this dinosaur looks like and what it has, but, I'm not sure if I really want to know, but need to be sure what species this dinosaur is.' Grant thought to himself.

He spreads the tiny animal out on the back of his hand and delicately runs his finger over its tail, counting the vertebrae.

A look of puzzled recognition crosses his face. He dreaded the answer, but knew it in the back of his mind.

"You're implying that a group of composed entirely of females will breed?" Dr. Wu asks, skeptically to Malcolm's response.

Malcolm replied back.

"No, um, I'm simply just stating that life, uh, finds a way."

Still obsessed with the dinosaur, he then asked the question to the answer he dreadfully knew of in the back of his mind.

Lily offers to hold the baby raptor, Hammond agrees, much to Wu's disdain and hesitation.

A quiet gasp left Lily's mouth as she felt the creature's body heat permeate through the thin plastic gloves.

The dinosaur stretched out its quaking limbs and let out a quiet little cry as it repeatedly blinked its eyes.

She could feel its tiny muscles twitching, feel its skin crinkle as it turned its head this way and that.

She was holding a dinosaur… a bonafide, living, breathing dinosaur.

Her heart was pounding, her lips were quirking into a smile.

It had to have been the best moment of her life thus far, and she never wanted to forget it.

The infant looked up at Lily with mottled golden eyes and snake-like pupils, observing her with a gaze shockingly acute for a creature that had just hatched.

Alan watched from over her shoulder, just as awestruck as his daughter.

That awe slowly began to morph into something darker, something that sank into the pit of his stomach like a stone.

Something that made him want his daughter as far away from the dinosaur as possible.

He thought of how its bone structure must be organized, what its skull must look like… he took note of the proportions of its limbs, and pieced together what kind of dinosaur his daughter was holding.

"Lily… may I?" Alan asked. Lily nodded and Hammond helped her pass the dinosaur off to her father.

He held it in both his hands and observed it more closely for a fleeting moment as it peeped and stretched and gazed around.

He dreaded the answer to the question he was about to ask.

He quietly turned away from the incubator, feeling his own hands beginning to tremble as much as the infant dinosaur that he held in them.

"What species is this?" Grant demanded, asking.

"Oh. Uh, it's a- Velociraptor."

Grant dreadfully knew that it was coming.

"You bred raptors?" The paleontologist asked with a suspicious look, to which Dr. Wu nods 'yes.'

Back at the T-Rex enclosure, Crusher was fast asleep, snoring loudly.

However, Rexy was determined to get the answer to her question she planned to ask the male Tyrannosaurus. So she decided to approach the sleeping male.

As Crusher snored loudly, despite it being daytime still, he felt the ground shake.

And shake again.

The male T-Rex woke up to look at the female, who was directly at his face, staring directly at him.

He blushed and looked away.

"Okay, outsider, you want to live with me, you're gonna have to at least show me you can fight."

Rexy added sternly, with a slight mix of flirting.

Crusher growled back, shyly.

"Oh, um, are you sure?"

Rexy nods, wanting a sparring match for a while.

So the male Tyrannosaurus reluctantly agrees, and gets into a fighting stance.

The battle begins.