Ellie Sattler: There's only one way to be sure. I'm going to have to look at the dinosaur's droppings.
Dr. Ian Malcolm: Dino... droppings? Droppings? She's uh, tenacious, isn't she?
Dr. Alan Grant: You have no idea.
Dr. Ian Malcolm: That is one big pile of shit.
Dr. Ian Malcolm: John, the kind of control you're attempting is...it's not possible. You see, if there's one thing the history of evolution has taught is that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, it expands to new territories, crashes through barriers, painfully, maybe even dangerously, but...well, there it is.
John Hammond: There it is.
Wu: You're implying that a group composed entirely of female animals will...breed?
Dr. Ian Malcolm: No. I'm...I'm simply saying that life, uh, finds a way.
Gennaro: Let's get something straight, John. This is not a weekend excursion. This is a serious investigation of the stability of the island. Your investors whom I represent are deeply concerned. Forty-eight hours from now if they're not convinced, I'm not convinced. I'll shut you down, John.
John Hammond: In forty-eight hours I'll be accepting your apologies.
Dr. Alan Grant: How did you do this?
John Hammond: I'll show you.
Chosen answer: Yes. The first opening day of Disneyland in California was catastrophic. The pavement was fresh and the sun was so hot high-heeled shoes actually sunk into the walkways. Counterfeit tickets were made, resulting in more people than the park had room for. They ran out of food and drinks. Bathrooms clogged and shut down. Many of the rides broke down on opening day. The Storybook Land Canal Boats had to be pulled by cast members in rubber boots. At the time, there were no guide rails for Autopia; some of the cars crashed into each other, making them inoperable. A gas leak in Fantasyland lead to the land being temporarily closed for part of the day.
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