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PostPosted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 10:01 am    Post subject: Hammond Voice Over List by Tatu Reply with quote

Here is a list of Hammonds's voice overs, complete with text.

This is a help to anyone who don't want to try every voiceover in TresEd to find the right one. This is Hammonds's voiceover list! ~Marcus Lindstrom (aka Tatu)

* VH1 - [Voice-Over not found in Stream.TPA]
* VH2 - My name is John Parker Hammond. I was born on March 14th
1928.
* VH3 - What follows is a record of certain events in which I took
part between the years 1980 and 1997, on an island I will call Site B.
* VH4 - Site B was not to be a theme park, but a research station.
This was where we did the real work.
* VH5 - The greatest discovery of the 20th century.
* VH6 - A Nobel prize, or a financial empire awaits somewhere in a
darkened room… in a dirty derelict building, somewhere in the pacific.
* VH7 - A forest this wild, this unknown, has not been seen by any
human since the great hunters of the early Pliocene.
* VH8 - I can picture them. Moving cautiously through the dusty
rooms in bulky biohazard gear… clutching rifles, poring over our records, reading our files.
* VH9 - The mysterious John Hammond. Shady investor, multimillionaire, jovial mad scientist.
* VH10 - The technology, the real trick of it, is still in there. In a darkened room in an empty building with a dirty floor, it waits… The flashpoint, the origin of Jurassic Park.
* VH11 - The main laboratory and administrative buildings. This was
where we made our discovery, where the real magic trick happened. When they come to dig up our secrets, they'll come here.
* VH12 - An idea brought me awake one morning in New York, I almost didn't write it down.
* VH13 - Sunlight angled down trough the dusty air in Norman's office
and I leaned against a solid wall as I outlined my plans for International Genetic Technologies.
* VH14 - It was the flowering of an ambition born fifty years ago.
Fifty years struggle come to this…
* VH15 - Isla Sorna. Costa Rica lay to the east, a quiet neighbor… To
the west, open water and the shipping lanes of the pacific.
* VH16 - The southern beach looked out over trackless ocean. Down past Peru all the way to Antarctica.
* VH17 - A few weeks after we landed, we went to the summit to put up a crude satellite link.
* VH18 - We went by helicopter. Young technicians scrambled to set up the dish as the howled. High speed uplink… state of the art.
* VH19 - If we succeeded, the InGen technology would be historic. We
were planning to conquer time's power over life, it's power to extinguish and erase. It would change all of our lives, as profoundly, as irrevocably as the atomic bomb.
* VH20 - 1982. Robert Muldoon I already knew. Dennis Nedry, I found
in Cambridge… and despite his idiosyncrasies, he was years ahead of his competition.
* VH21 - Dennis fancied himself quite the hacker. He had his own
locks for his doors… His office decorations were quite outside company regulations…
* VH22 - Henry Wu was an only child from Ohio. A prodigy. Gained
early attention for his undergraduate thesis at MIT…
* VH23 - Three Cray XMP move more data faster than any computer
center in the Americas.
* VH24 - In eleven months, Site B became the most powerful genetics
facility in the world.
* VH25 - In a quiet locked room, the extinction of species, the
history of life on earth, is being methodically reversed.
* VH26 - The first task was genetic recovery. Acquiring Jurassic or
Cretaceous amber, extracting preserved DNA and reassembling the complete sequence. "Bringing it up the well" we called it.
* VH27 - I spared no expense, permitted no failures.
* VH28 - In 1983 we held thirteen new patents.
* VH29 - [Voice-Over not found in Stream.TPA]
* VH30 - November 1983. Test fertilization of an artificial ovum. My
hand shook as I held the tiny eye dropper. One drop, two drops… there! The genie was out of the bottle.
* VH31 - The Raptor took shape inside it's egg and I watched it on
the ultrasound monitor… It looked like a ghost, or a puff of smoke.
* VH32 - We released the first Raptor, on April 22nd 1985. It wandered back an forth near the wall for four minutes and twenty-two seconds… before hearing a noise which drew it further off into the brush.
* VH33 - In the jungle, the forest and the mountain, three Raptor
tribes staked out territory. Albertosaurs and the seven T-Rex chose their dominions… Uneasy borders drawn around forests, ridges and ponds…
* VH34 - Not all the original species survived, in the end only a few adjusted to the new world. These became dominant.
* VH35 - A third tribe of Raptors took the mountain for their
territory. A leaner, tougher breed… quick, living on birds and tiny lizards.
* VH36 - We tagged the most dangerous animals with radio collars that transmitted a warning signal… workmen carried little boxes that played a tone when a tagged animal came near… at which point they would panic… and flee in terror.
* VH37 - By 1987 the first of them had reached full size. The ecosystem of another era began to reassert itself.
* VH38 - The Raptor padded in towards sundown. It drank nervously,
careful of the dangers of the Jurassic waterhole…
* VH39 - [Voice-Over not found in Stream.TPA]
* VH40 - For four months we monitored it while it prayed on herds in
the southern forest… We never knew why it grew so large. In the summer of 1988 it began moving north.
* VH41 - 1988. Workers from the main land were pouring concrete
supports for a rail system running north to the settlement.
* VH42 - May, 1989. We began laying foundations on the south beach
for a hotel for visiting scientists and businessmen. A year hence, I thought, the island would be quite famous.
* VH43 - Bankruptcy! I leaned against the wall, my whole body shook.
* VH44 - I dropped the mug, it shattered. I let it lie there, we would be leaving soon.
* VH45 - When it became known that I was bankrupt, workers simply
dropped their tools and walked away…
* VH46 - Buildings were stripped of everything valuable.
* VH47 - We sealed off the town, safe for a few crucial gates. Southward to the lowlands, eastward to the power plant, and laboratory.
* VH48 - We sealed the eastern gate for the last time… Gazing from my study window, I hit on a simple mnemonic… Like Nedry, I felt like I had to keep backdoor open…
* VH49 - As we left, we vandalized our own locking mechanisms. InGen tolerates no trespassers.
* VH50 - Technicians and workmen crowded around the docks...fearing they might be left behind when the security ring collapsed… Armed guards stood watch.
* VH51 - Two German technicians were accused of conspiring to walk
out with crucial research materials.
* VH52 - They had planned to breach the main computer vault and
remove some of the data stored there. No proof was ever found.
* VH53 - October 1996. The InGen Corporation is taken out of my hands by a vote of the board of directors… My nephew dispatches his team.
* VH54 - The hunters landed on May 13th 1997 deep in the Island's
southwest. Most of them had worked at my African parks for years. They never stood a chance…
* VH55 - The InGen hunting party carried the passcodes for our
perimeter fences.
* VH56 - The hunters scattered, their pre-arranged hunting routes
forgotten. Only a third of their number appeared at the rendezvous.
* VH57 - In May the rains came. The smell of the jungle was
everywhere.
* VH58 - As I journeyed south along the coast, the air grew moist and
heavy. Metal and concrete lay rotting in the sun and the rain.
* VH59 - 1981. I stumbled out of the helicopter already beginning to
sweat and looked around and the lush forest… the wet leaves.
* VH60 - I stood on the lip of the cliff, the wind blowing my hair. It might have been a morning in the early Jurassic.
* VH61 - The jungle canopy hung over us. There was an utter silence. Far away I could hear a Jeep engine idling.
* VH62 - In the winter we began building the supports for the
elevated transit system that would unify the island. Concrete towers rose through the canopy.
* VH63 - The sky at noon was like nothing in Europe. Hot, tropical, a new world.
* VH64 - The forest smelled of wet leaves, damp earth, rotting wood.
* VH65 - Water seeped into everything.
* VH66 - As I write this, tiles are cracking, smeared with wind blown
dirt and animal tracks…Thick tree roots are pushing up through the asphalt. The island settles itself, beginning to erase all trace of us.
* VH67 - On the plains the heat was extraordinary. Like a solid wall.
* VH68 - When I was little I dreamed of a time when the entire world
was covered by ancient forest… Great hunters stalked in the cool darkness... among silent huge columnar trees - oaks and sequoias.
* VH69 - I stepped out of the Jeep and stretched my legs. The two
guards attended to the wheel and just for an instant I stood alone. Unprotected in the Jurassic wilderness… I felt the air current around me, heard a single tree rustle.
* VH70 - Cameras, and seismic instruments in yellow crates. They set
them in the dust as the helicopter rose.
* VH71 - The steam pipes hissed and spat. Water pumped deep into the earth and came back super heated.
* VH72 - Chinese sailors singing in a curious keening falsetto… as
they unloaded the synthetic polymer eggs…
* VH73 - The smells of salt water, and gasoline.
* VH74 - Far out to sea we would sometimes glimpse the US Coast Guard units assigned to observe our activity.
* VH75 - It was strange to move from the field, the hot sun, dirt on
one's trouser-cuffs… into the cool sterile darkness of the lab.
* VH76 - The sharp tang of the preservative chemicals. The coolness
and hush of the sterile chamber… The daily ritual of decontamination.
* VH77 - The centrifuge whirred night and day. The slow alchemy of
genetic replication.
* VH78 - The clear fluid held a cloudy layer of DNA strands.
* VH79 - Keyboards rattled into the early morning…Ranks of green CRT screens displayed collated data.
* VH80 - We worked long into the night. Feeling at times as if the
whole of the earth had fallen away outside, leaving only the darkness, the work, the endless questing into the past…
* VH81 - A failed coffee plantation of the 1860's. Fields were marked
out by stone walls… And to the west, the ruins of the plantation house still stand.
* VH82 - [Voice-Over not found in Stream.TPA]
* VH83 - [Voice-Over not found in Stream.TPA]
* VH84 - [Voice-Over not found in Stream.TPA]
* VH85 - Some of my personal papers have been transferred to
diskette.
* VH86 - The Albertosaurs took to the open fields like lions to the
Serengeti.
* VH87 - [Voice-Over not found in Stream.TPA]
* VH88 - The pylons run for kilometers, one every hundred meters or
so. I built them to last… Running east from the plant they climbed the valley before descending south into the plains…
* VH89 - [Voice-Over not found in Stream.TPA]
* VH90 - The main harbor for Site B.
* VH91 - The docks were the life blood of Site B. Amber, synthetic
eggshell, and livestock came from all over the Pacific Rim.
* VH92 - The Emily was a tug for bringing in the bigger freighters.
Occasionally we took it out to observe specimens from offshore… Or to sweep the tide for traces of our operation.
* VH93 - It was scuttled in 1989 as a quarantine measure soon after I
gave the government my testimony.
* VH94 - InGen standard safari vehicle. State of the art.
* VH95 - Lindstradt guns by the way. Swedish-made, unbeatable for
accuracy and rate of fire.
* VH96 - InGen reception. I planned that some day visitor scientists
and politicians would be welcomed here.
* VH97 - Site B was fully centralized and computer-controlled. The
same design that became the Achilles heel of Jurassic Park.
* VH98 - Diagnostics, communications, security, all ran through the
computer. Accordingly computer security was paramount, the tightest on the island.
* VH99 - Left to itself the facility reversed to minimal power,
chiefly battery powered security systems… It can sustain itself indefinitely.
* VH100 - Building the town was hard. Costa Rican contractors were
competent people, but they had to be transported, fed, housed… And afterwards, bound to silence.
* VH101 - The bio-technicians were compensated for living in exile.
High pay, luxury housing… Dennis wanted computer time, and money… Henry wanted his state of the art entertainments. These were the elite… who could have gone anywhere. I had to keep them here.
* VH102 - A passcode let us control access to the valley and the power
station beyond.
* VH103 - Curving up out of the southern basin, the Atherton Cause way would bring visiting scientists north from the southern beach.
* VH104 - The buildings followed a scheme I only vaguely understood.
Marking seasons, the lunar year, and the movement of the stars.
* VH105 - An ex-policeman from South Africa, a sort of a… soldier of
fortune character.
* VH106 - Known as "the Maharaja" to his fellows, highly skilled, but
only works alone. He was meant to radio for picking up from the common station…
* VH107 - I was unable to find any records whatsoever on Michael
Sullivan, beyond the sole fact that his flight to the rendezvous originated in Port-au-Prince, Haiti.
* VH108 - LaSalle was a disciple of Roland's. A sometime poacher.
Fancied himself a master hunter.
* VH109 - Marden, A.S… Still missing.
* VH110 - Karamcheti, V... Still missing.
* VH111 - Sullivan, R.M…. Still missing.
* VH112 - LaSalle, P. Still missing.
* VH113 - Van Holn S.T… also… still missing.
* VH114 - Lystrata, A.L… deceased.
* VH115 - Albertosaur. A loner, fast and strong, eking out a living
between the seven Tyrannosaur and the three Raptor tribes.
* VH116 - Velociraptor. A small theropod native to China and Mongolia.
Pack-hunter, quite vicious, and quite intelligent.
* VH117 - Brachiosaur. Oldest of our recreations by fifty million
years. The only true Jurassic native.
* VH118 - One of the largest creatures ever to live, the Brachiosaur moved like planets among the smaller species.
* VH119 - Tyrannosaurus Rex. Tyrant Lizard. They rained for twenty-five million years. We grew 7 of them, the 7 rulers of the island.
* VH120 - Despite what we've been led to believe, the T-Rex was not a scavenger at all. We clocked one at 50 kilometers an hour…
* VH121 - Triceratops. With the Tyrannosaur, one of the last dinosaurs
to live naturally on our planet.
* VH122 - It was in the last days of genetic recovery, and at this point, nothing was certain. Was the DNA there? Could be bring it back… up the well?
* VH123 - It was 3AM. The room was strewn with soda cans and for the hundredth time we ran the extraction sequence.
* VH124 - Dennis? What are we looking at here?
* VH125 - All my life I waited for something great, something extraordinary.
* VH126 - And then… it opened up. The code read true. The barrier of
time f- for an instant…… opened. Nedry and I stared into the monitor, straight back to 65 thousand centuries.
* VH127 - As Nedry typed, the world seemed to hold it's breath. And
for a moment we stood at the turning point between two great planetary eras. The million-year reign of man, and the age of the dinosaurs.
* VH128 - She would not answer me at first. I asked her again.
* VH129 - Lord Darley's charity luncheon, a society event, two hundred pounds a ticket. A bit of a step up for me, socially… I was seated with this very pleasant young woman.
* VH130 - I would gaze at her at dinner parties and moments when she was distracted.
* VH131 - The hair on her upper lip, the way she exhaled the smoke
from her cigarette.
* VH132 - I stammered. I was not certain what I should say. She
laughed though, and seemed charmed. She asked me to call again tomorrow.
* VH133 - At 2AM I called once again. She had still not come home, nor did they know where she was. I didn't leave my name.
* VH134 - She would not answer me at first. I asked her again.
Partygoers glanced curiously in my direction. Candlelight blurred my vision.
* VH135 - I'll never forget this, and I will never forgive. I swear
it, this is the last time.
* VH136 - I'm sure you've heard the rest of the story on the
television news or on the tabloids.
* VH137 - In 1989, the park was nearly complete. Our investors
demanded on-site approval. I, idiotically as it now turned out, believed we were ready.
* VH138 - The debacle of August 27th 1987 is now quite well known. And the legal consequences were as you may imagine, rather extensive.
* VH139 - On October the 3rd 1989 I sat on a wooden bench in the waiting room in Washington DC. The government panel put me on the stand. As my name was read out, the session room went silent. I walked up the isle towards the stand… I was being called to account. But I had no clear explanation to give…
* VH140 - [Voice-Over not found in Stream.TPA]
* VH141 - Save that… in her voice, in her walk there was… and… a world of grace and sophistication that I knew I was forever barred from.
* VH142 - I gave myself over to the strange, lonely discipline of the
market. Investment strategies and profit… I stood apart, master of codes and lost worlds, of heat and cold and the sleep of a hundred-million years.
* VH143 - My work… My work lies where I left it. If there is anyone
brave enough and clever to take it… and return the keys to time. Perhaps the foundation of a new empire.
* VH144 - On that last day I stood apart from the rest of them. The
helicopters were setting were setting down. Before me the jungle spread out, and I saw that a savage, primal age had begun again.
* VH145 - Come on son, get us out of here.
* VH146 - I left home at fifteen with a rather romantic idea of
seeking my fortune. I remember the train ride south, in my best clothes, eating an apple… The entire world before me.
* VH147 - When I came to London I had neither fortune, nor education
nor connections. Nothing.
* VH148 - A lost world is a sort of scientific myth. An evolutionary
scenario in which an ecosystem is isolated and preserved. The rest of the world changes, leaving a tiny, fragile pocket where ancient species survive.
* VH149 - American-made tranquillizer darts. The effect changes with the target's body mass, temperament, and mood. I believe the phrase is "Results may vary."…
* VH150 - Creation is an act of sheer will. And next time, it will be
flawless.
* VH151 - Doctor Wu's laboratory was a mystery to me. I never finished my schooling. I had a child's idea of science… test tubes, explosions, and miracles.
* VH152 - Hunting dinosaurs is quite a tricky business. I recommend helicopters, if you've got them…
* VH153 - We were neither the only covert business to thrive in central America nor the most dangerous.
* VH154 - The Raptor… preened itself, utterly confident of it's right to be there. Absolutely no consciousness, that it was not the sovereign ruler of this earth.
* VH155 - What if a mosquito sucked the blood of a dinosaur, one hundred million years ago… The insect is then covered in tree sap which… over the millennia becomes amber.
* VH156 - The insect is preserved, perfectly. But you see, and here's
the clever part, wouldn't the dinosaur blood be preserved as well?
* VH157 - The blood holds DNA. A tiny spiral of genetic code. Abracadabra!
* VH158 - I still believe Nedry left himself a back door, something
about the hobbits or god knows what.
* VH159 - I first met Harold Greenwood in 1992, he was a, an American. Introduced to me as a former Green Beret. He asked a number of questions about the disposition of the InGen Technology.
* VH160 - Harry claimed to be a friend of my former son-in-law, I liked him. He was confident, dashing.
* VH161 - Greenwood carried some sort of an electronic device which we were told he built himself, based on plans he found on the internet…
* VH162 - I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast
and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal these words appear: "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!" Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.
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