EXT - CEMETERY - DAY EXT - A LIGHT RAIN IS FALLING ON A CEMETERY IN CALIFORNIA. - DAY Start with a wide shot of the cemetery. Follow a single, umbrella-carrying individual up the hill to join the funeral under an awning. We can't see his face, but he makes his way over to two other individuals standing apart from the main group who we only see from the back. The man closes and shakes off his umbrella, it is MALCOLM. The other two people, GRANT and SATTLER turn to look at him. IAN MALCOLM >(whispered) Dr. Grant, Dr. Sattler. ALAN GRANT >(whispered) Dr. Malcolm. ELLIE SATTLER >(whispered) Hello, Ian. ALAN GRANT Have any trouble getting in? IAN MALCOLM Yeah, the rain delayed the flight. FR. STRUG >(from the head of the congregation) ...Let us go now, not in sadness, but rejoicing in the knowledge that our husband, our father, our grandfather, and our friend has been granted eternal salvation and a place where he may walk with the angels in Heaven. Amen. The congregation responds with an "Amen," and there is a great shuffling of feet and chairs as the mourners get up to leave. The bagpiper again plays "Amazing Grace" as MALCOM walks toward the casket. IAN MALCOLM >(to casket) Well, John, for the first time in a long time, I don't know what to say. You and I have never been on particularly good terms, and I regret not burying that hatchet while you were still alive, but at the same time, I can't help but think that your passing adds a sense of closure to twelve years of horror. Ah, that's not what I meant to say...Maybe I'd better just leave it as "goodbye". Goodbye, John. MALCOM takes a single rose from inside of his jacket and tosses on the coffin. He walks back toward GRANT and SATTLER, but the camera pans down to the headstone, which reads "Jonathon Parker Hammond 1923-2004". ELLIE SATTLER >(to MALCOM) Saying your goodbyes? IAN MALCOLM It still doesn't seem entirely real. ALAN GRANT It is strange to think of how many deaths that he was partly responsible for, and it's only catching up to him now. ELLIE SATTLER He never really wanted anyone to die. He was just so intent on making history that he forgot the human cost could be devastating. SAMUEL PERKINS >(Approaching from behind) Dr. Grant, Dr. Sattler, and Dr. Malcolm? ALAN GRANT Yes, that's us. SAMUEL PERKINS Hi, I'm Samuel Perkins, executor of Mr. Hammond's estate. While we were drawing up his final will, he wanted me to make sure I contacted you in person. IAN MALCOLM He left us something? SAMUEL PERKINS A message. ALAN GRANT What is it? SAMUEL PERKINS He recorded it a few weeks before his death, I'm to show it to the three of you as soon as possible. PERKINS reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out business cards. SAMUEL PERKINS (CONT'D) If you'd like to stop by my office tomorrow, and I know you're all very busy, so I'd be more than happy to finish this up as soon as possible. FADE OUT