Dinosaur 13 will infuriate you, which is saying a lot for a movie about paleontology and the finer points of U.S. property law. It starts off in August 1990, near Faith, South Dakota, when a group of scrappy, veteran fossil hunters from the Black Hills Institute discover some articulated vertebrae in a rock face, revealing what appears to be an intact Tyrannosaurus rex skeleton. Patiently, but anxiously, they dig down into the cliff with picks and shovels, in 115-degree temperatures, over days and days, slowly excavating the teeth, the skull, the tail. Sure enough, it turns out they’ve found the full skeleton of a T. rex, perhaps the most impressive paleontological find of our time. They pay the landowner $5,000 for the rights to the find — the most ever paid up until that time. Then they load up the skeleton — again, taking great care, learned from years of expertise, despite the fact that they don’t hold Ph.D.s or have fancy degrees — and take it home to Hill City, South Dakota, where they hope to display it in a big, brand-new museum, putting this small, unknown town on the map.