Hormonax then starts to cackle very loudly

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But the important thing is your safety, we tell you.

Lord. Stop adding script lines to emphasize how bad you are, finally!

As the audience sips bleach in an attempt to kill their dying neurons, the alert reaches Hormonax and Ritalin's ball. On their screen, they receive a message: "  The attraction is closed: please come inside. " .

"  Huhuhu, who cares, we're rebels! Come on, let's burn a few more minutes? We have VIP bracelets!
" "I don't know, Hormonax. Last time, in this park, everyone died. I know everyone seems phone number list to ignore this information, but still.
" "But no! No one in the film crew remembers, you know that! And look, these little guys aren't even equipped with a system to automatically restart! So we can do whatever we want. Hey, what if we went that way? Hey, what if we made the dinos panic for fun? Hahaha, they almost crushed us and killed us, we're having such a laugh! " 

It's no exaggeration: they're laughing, on the verge of being trampled to death. And, excited as they are, they reach the fence that demarcates the area.

"  Have you seen Ritalin? There's a door wide open for no reason! What if we took it to go off-piste? In full alert, it's surely not dangerous! " 

And they go. Just to generate film time on their own, since the script is incapable of doing so otherwise. Sorry? No, the balls don't stop users from going off into the wilderness either. They do what they want.

The important thing is your safety…

Just a second. I'll scream and come back. 
There you go. Thank you for your understanding.

Claire tries to contact her nephews to tell them to come home, you fucking idiots, but again, by some incredible coincidence, the phone network starts to crash, bang, poof, right at that moment! He doesn't screw up the film again after that, but yes, like that, the children can't hear that the alarm has been given and that they'd better get their asses back if they don't want to end up as dinosaur turds. How inventive.

So Claire runs off to find Owen to beg him for help in getting her nephews. Meanwhile, Masrani goes to the park's labs to have a little chat with Doctor Wu (jokes, please), the head of the science team. I'm going to ask my readers who are interested in genetics to raise their hands. Okay, let's do it. Yeah? Is that okay? Step away from your computer and don't come back for a few lines. Really. It's for your own good. For the rest of you, here's what's being said:

"Okay, my little Wu, what the hell is this? A dinosaur that can camouflage itself and hide its heat signature?
" "Did it do it? Ho! That's fabulous!
" "Yes, and then it ate people, too. Well, how is that possible? That's outrageous!
" "You're the one who asked me for a 'cooler' dinosaur!"

Yes, because Masrani has ethics, again, but he commands "cool" monsters. What a man.