Yoder: No good, here it comes. Go!
Cruz: Damn it! Got to change it up. The gate. Chase him.
Come on. Nice tasty dinosaur. Stay still. Stay still. Do these things ever stop eating?
Yoder: Move. Move. Come on, come on. Nice moves out there. Like a ballet dancer or something.
Yoder: Damn you're lucky. You ought to forget our deal and buy a lottery ticket.
Cruz: The embryos . . .
Yoder: Yeah, yeah, relax. I . . .
Cruz: You lost it? You lost it!
Yoder: It must have fallen out.
Morales: That's right, go. Now there's the place to hide. Last thing I need is for those things to see me better. Locked, good. If I can't open it, they can't either. Here they come. Lousy piece of . . .
Cruz: Idiota! Do you know what you've done?
Yoder: Hey! In case you didn't notice, it wasn't exactly a leisurely stroll over here.
Cruz: You dropped it, you find it.
Yoder: Hold your horses. That T. Rex is still out there.
Cruz: Okay, so we know where it is. Go get it!
Yoder: I think I'll wait until our friend there leaves to find a new chew toy.
Cruz: I don't know if we have time. If the embryos go bad they're worthless.
Yoder: The embryos are worthless to me if I get eaten by a damn lizard.
Cruz: If you're not man enough to get the embryos back I'll do it myself.
Yoder: Hang on. The deal is, I hold onto the embryos until we reach your contact.
Cruz: I know, and instead you dropped them.
Yoder: Yeah, well, crap. If you're going to use logic.
Cruz: Just go. And hurry!
Yoder: Oops. Nuts. Hello, darling. What brings a nice girl like you to a place like this? Got it! Open the door. Open the door! I got it! Somebody tell Carl Lewis I got some training tips for him.
Cruz: Okay, great. Nice moves out there.
Yoder: Hey, thanks.
Cruz: Almost makes up for dropping it in the first place.