A pragmatic paleontologist who absolutely loves progress, his archeology partner that he'll never admits he loves, and a chaostician or whatever who makes a better thriller pose than Michael Jackson could ever hope for all tour an almost complete (keyword: "almost") theme park on an island in Central America is tasked with protecting a couple of kids who won't shut the fuck up after a power failure causes the park's cloned dinosaurs to run loose even though they "spared no expense".