William: Hello, this is William Yoder, ID four-one-two-two. Put me through to Haskell. Yes, sir. Yes, sir, the US embassy. Report as follows, the island is completely overrun. Alpha team, killed in action, save one, myself. Bravo team, killed in action. Two helicopters disabled. Two civilian casualties. I have access to a sea-worthy boat, and I will evacuate the remaining survivors. Yes, sir. The military may proceed. Ninety minutes, understood, sir.
Gerry: What's happening? Who did you call?
William: That's far enough.
William: You're not coming with me. There's going to be a tragic accident, Gerry. Nima, we have everything we need. We're finishing this without them.
William: What do you mean, no? We've got an agreement, remember?
Nima: Our agreement doesn't involve killing Gerry and Jess.
Gerry: What's going on?
Nima: I'm sorry, Gerry. I was sent here to retrieve dinosaur embryos from InGen.
Gerry: I don't understand. You're a corporate spy?
Gerry: Damn it, Nima. I trusted you!
Nima: It's not like that. Yoder took the can. He wants it for himself. I'm trying to help you and Jess.
Gerry: What can?
Nima: A can of shaving cream. It has a compartment to smuggle the embryos off the island.
William: Damn it, Nima. You're blowing it.
Nima: No, you are. Oscar put his faith in you. He may have been a devil, but he wore his sins on his arm for everyone to see. You are just a mask with nothing behind it.
Jess: No, you can't do this! Don't you care? Don't you care about Oscar or D-Caf?
William: That's enough. Everyone stay back. I'm going to give you a sporting chance, here.
Gerry: Billy, wait.
William: Once I let go of the spoon, there ain't no coming back.
Gerry: Don't do this.
William: Son of a . . .
Gerry: Come on. Get up!