Jurassic Park

Tim picked up a phone on the console but heard only a dial tone.

"Ah, hello, John, this is Freddy, over?"

"Answer it" Lex said.

Now they were all picking up phones, lifting every receiver in sight, but they heard only dial tones. Finally Tim saw a phone mounted on the side of the console with a blinking light.

"Ah, hello, control. This is Freddy. Do you read me, over?"

Tim grabbed the receiver. "Hello, this is Tim Murphy, and I need you to-"

"Ah, say again, didn't get that, John."

"Don't land the boat! Do you hear me?"

There was a pause. Then a puzzled voice said, "Sounds like some damn kid."

Tim said, "Don't land the ship! Come back to the island!"

The voices sounded distant and scratchy. "Did he-name was Murphy?" And another voice said, "I didn't get-name."

Tim looked frantically at the others. Ge

There was the sharp crackle of static. "-got to be a joke or else-a frigging ham operator-omething."

Tim was working on the keyboard, there was probably some kind of a way to find out who Freddy was…

"Can you hear me?" Ge

"Son," came the drawled reply, "we don't know who the hell you are, but you're not fu

Tim watched as the screen printed out FARRELL, FREDERICK D, (CAPT.).

"Try this for identification, Captain Farrell," Ge

There was a silence.

"Do you copy that, Captain Farrell?"

And then, distantly, they heard a voice say, "I copy," and another voice said, "All ahead stern." The boat began to turn away from the dock.

Lex began to cheer. Tim collapsed back in the chair, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Grant said, "What's the Uniform Maritime Act?"

"Who the hell knows?" Ge

They all watched the screen in satisfaction. The boat was definitely heading away from the shore.

"I guess the hard part's finished," Ge