Inviato: 01 gen 1970, 01:33
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<BR> \"INDIANA JONES AND THE LAST CRUSADE\"
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<BR> Screenplay
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<BR> JEFFREY BOAM
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<BR> Story
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<BR> GEORGE LUCAS
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<BR> MENNO MEYJES
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<BR> FADE IN:
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<BR> EXT. DESERT OF THE AMERICAN SOUTHWEST - DAY
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<BR> A mountain peak dominates the landscape.
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<BR> TITLES BEGIN.
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<BR> Riders on horseback cross the desert. From this distance they appear to be a
<BR> company of Army Cavalry Soldiers.
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<BR> CLOSER ANGLES ON THE RIDERS
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<BR> reveal only details of saddles, hooves and uniforms. The riders are silhouetted
<BR> against the rising sun as they ride into an ancient CLIFF PUEBLO.
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<BR> The OFFICER IN COMMAND raises his hand halting his troops.
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<BR> OFFICER
<BR> Dis-mount!
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<BR> RIDERS climb down from their mounts... and only now do we realize that
<BR> this is a TROOP OF BOY SCOUTS, all of them about thirteen years of age. The
<BR> \"Commanding Officer\" is only their SCOUTMASTER, Mr. Havelock.
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<BR> One of the Scouts, a pudgy kid named HERMAN, steps away from his horse,
<BR> bends over and pukes. The other Scouts rag on him.
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<BR> FIRST SCOUT
<BR> Herman\'s horsesick!
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<BR> A BLOND SCOUT, however, befriends Herman. He has a thatch of straw-colored
<BR> hair and the no-nonsense expression common to kids whose curiosity and appetite
<BR> for knowledge exceed what they teach in school. Additionally, he has adorned his
<BR> uniform with an authentic HOPI INDIAN WOVEN BELT.
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<BR> SCOUTMASTER
<BR> Chaps, don\'t anybody wander off.
<BR> Some of the passageways in here
<BR> can run for miles.
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<BR> Two Boy Scouts climb up the rocky base of the cliff.
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<BR> INT. THE PASSAGEWAY - DAY
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<BR> The two boys head down the passageway. It\'s dark, and the temperature drops
<BR> several degrees. Spiders have built huge webs that get caught in the boys\' hair.
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<BR> HERMAN appears very uncertain as to the wisdom of this enterprise, but he\'s
<BR> drawn on by his companion\'s adventurous curiosity.
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<BR>CONTINUED:
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<BR> HERMAN
<BR> I don\'t think this is such a good
<BR> idea.
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<BR> LAUGHTER is HEARD; the Blond Scout pulls Herman forward toward its source.
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<BR> The VOICES GROW LOUDER now as the boys get closer to their source. The light
<BR> of kerosene lanterns dances on the tunnel walls ahead. The boys approach
<BR> cautiously, careful to stay hidden.
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<BR> HERMAN
<BR> What is it?
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<BR> This is what they see:
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<BR> FOUR MEN digging with shovels and pick-axes. They have broken into one of the
<BR> pueblo\'s SECRET CHAMBERS... called \"Kivas.\"
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<BR> The men are ROUGH RIDER (his name describes his dress), ROSCOE (a Bowery
<BR> Boy bully of 14) and HALFBREED (with straight black hair that cascades over his
<BR> shoulders).
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<BR> And the fourth man wears a LEATHER WAIST JACKET and BROWN FELT
<BR> FEDORA HAT. He has his back turned to us, but we would be willing to bet
<BR> anything that this is INDLANA JONES.
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<BR> However, when the man turns, and his face is illuminated by the lantern\'s glow,
<BR> we are shocked to discover that it is someone else.
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<BR> We\'ll call him FEDORA.
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<BR>TITLES END.
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<BR> The TWO BOYS are mesmerized by what they see.
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<BR> Now we realize that the Blond Scout is actually young INDIANA JONES.
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<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Alfred, did you get anything yet?
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<BR> MAN
<BR> Nothing. Dig in.
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<BR> Two of the men stand and look at ROSCOE who steps forward holding a box in his
<BR> hands.
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<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> Hey, I\'ve got something!
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<BR> Whoops from the other men.
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<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> I got something, Garth!
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<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
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<BR> ROSCOE rushes forward and gives FEDORA the box. Fedora steps toward a
<BR> lantern resting on a rock.
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<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> I got something... I got something
<BR> right here.
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<BR> More whoops from the other men.
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<BR> FEDORA puts the box on the rock next to the lantern. HALFBREED pushes
<BR> ROSCOE as he jumps with excitement. ROUGH RIDER steps forward to look at the
<BR> box as Fedora opens it.
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<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> (more whoops; then)
<BR> Oh, look at thatl
<BR> (more whoops)
<BR> We\'re richl We\'re rich!
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<BR> HALFBREED
<BR> Shut up. Shut up.
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<BR> FEDORA takes a BEJEWELED CROSS from the box and holds it aloft. Fedora\'s
<BR> comrades practically salivate at the sight of it.
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<BR> ROSCOE (O.S.)
<BR> Well, we\'re rich, ain\'t we?l
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<BR> INDY takes off his hat and looks down at the o.s. action.
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<BR> HERMAN
<BR> Indy? Indy? What are they doing?
<BR> Indiana? Indiana?
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Shhhl
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<BR> FEDORA blows dust from the Cross, turning it in his hand, silently appraising its
<BR> beauty... and its value. He seems aloof from the others; somehow superior to
<BR> them.
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<BR> HALFBREED
<BR> Hey, we got to find more stuff
<BR> to bring back.
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<BR> INDY stays hidden, but is astounded by what he sees.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> (hushed; urgent)
<BR> It\'s the Cross of Coronadol
<BR> Cortes gave it to him in 15201
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<BR>CONTINUED: (3)
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<BR> FEDORA continues to admire the Cross, then places it on the rock next to its box
<BR> and the lantern.
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<BR> INDY turns back to observe the men.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> That Cross is an important artifact.
<BR> It belongs in a museum.
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<BR> A look of resolve comes into INDY\'s expression, and he turns back toward
<BR> HERMAN.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Run back and find the others.
<BR> Tell Mister Havelock that there
<BR> are men looting in the caves.
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<BR> HERMAN doesn\'t seem to be listening. Instead, he watches in wide-eyed horror
<BR> as a SNAKE SLITHERS ACROSS HIS LAP.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Have him bring the sheriff.
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<BR> INDY matter-of-factly picks up the snake and tosses it aside. HERMAN gasps.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> It\'s only a snake.
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<BR> INDY grabs HERMAN\'s scout scarf and pulls him closer.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Did you hear what I said?
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<BR> HERMAN
<BR> Right. Run back. Mister Havelock.
<BR> The Sheriff. What, what are you
<BR> gonna do?
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<BR> INDY
<BR> I don\'t know... I\'ll think of
<BR> something.
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<BR> INDY releases the scarf, gives HERMAN a pat and Herman dashes off. Indy sees
<BR> the Cross on the rock next to the lantern. As the Robbers continue to search for
<BR> additional valuables, Indy is able to work his way unseen to within arm\'s reach of
<BR> the Cross...
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<BR> FEDORA looks over at the men digging in a hole b.g.
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<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Dig with your hands.
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<BR> INDY picks up the Cross.
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<BR>CONTINUED: (4)
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<BR> FEDORA (O . S . )
<BR> Not with your mouth.
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<BR> As FEDORA stands watching the other men digging, INDY puts the Cross in his
<BR> pants and begins to pull himself up a rope hanging nearby. As he climbs, Indy\'s
<BR> feet break a wooden beam, attracting the men\'s attention.
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<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> He\'s got our thing!
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<BR> HALFBREED
<BR> Get \'im!
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<BR> The three Robbers are so eager to get their hands on INDY, they almost knock
<BR> each other over in the attempt.
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<BR> Only FEDORA is unperturbed. He casts a disgusted glance in
<BR> the direction of his fleeing companions-then sets off
<BR> after INDY.
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<BR> EXT. THE CLIFFS - DAY
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<BR> INDY EMERGES from the darkness of the Pueblo into the brightness of day.
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<BR> He pauses-squints-shields his eyes-looks in all directions.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Mister Havelock! Anybody
<BR> Everybody\'s lost but me!
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<BR> He hears RUNNING FOOTSTEPS BEHIND HIM and dashes off. ROUGH RIDER,
<BR> HALFBREED, and ROSCOE are quick to appear and run after him.
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<BR> FEDORA
<BR> There he isl
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<BR> MEN
<BR> (AD-LIBS)
<BR> Let\'s go! Let\'s get him! Let\'s
<BR> go!
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<BR> Indy jumps from one rock to another; the SCOUT TROOP HORSES are below. Indy
<BR> puts two fingers in his mouth and WHISTLES for his horse, who trots over. Indy
<BR> puts the Cross in his belt.
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<BR> INDY PREPARES TO JUMP into the saddle. Hesitates. Then... he JUMPS. But
<BR> the horse moves exactly at the wrong moment and Indy lands flat on his feet in a
<BR> standing position. The impact sends a shock wave up his body that rattles his
<BR> back teeth. Indy stands up and successfully mounts his horse.
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<BR> FEDORA AND HIS MEN ARRIVE at the roof\'s edge in time to see INDY climb into
<BR> the saddle and gallop off.
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<BR>CONTINUED:
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Hyahl Hyah!
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<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> Hey! Come back here!
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<BR> FEDORA puts two fingers in his mouth and WHISTLES... and A VINTAGE TRUCK
<BR> AND AUTOMOBILE come ROARING OUT from behind the Pueblo (Driven by two
<BR> more gang members). Now we glimpse...
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<BR> THE MAN IN THE PANAMA HAT
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<BR> The passenger in the car. His face is concealed by the hat\'s wide brim. His arm
<BR> is out the window, however, and we see an olive-colored hand protruding from
<BR> the sleeve of an expensive white linen suit. He gestures to the Robbers, now in
<BR> the truck.
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<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> Come on. Get him!
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<BR> INDY SPURS his mount on to greater speeds but the autos not only keep pace
<BR> with his horse... they begin to squeeze in on it.
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<BR> Speeding Autos. Thundering hooves. Rushing wind. Flying dust. INDY crouched
<BR> low and leaning forward in the saddle, his heart pounding, his adrenalin
<BR> pumping.
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<BR> INDY VEERS OFF in a new direction-toward a RAILROAD TRACK.
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<BR> EXT. A CIRCUS TRAIN - DAY
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<BR> The train is barreling down the track. INDY rides up beside it. He glances over
<BR> his shoulder and sees the car and truck gaining on him. No other choice... he
<BR> LEAPS FROM HORSE TO TRAIN.
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<BR> He clings to the side of a BOXCAR, as HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER leap from
<BR> the truck onto the train.
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<BR> HALFBREED tries to grab INDY, but Indy leaps onto another boxcar. Halfbreed
<BR> runs after him but Indy leaps from the boxcar onto some covered boxes stacked
<BR> on a flatcar.
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<BR> INDY loses his balance but regains it. With HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER still
<BR> running after him, Indy enters the trap door of...
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<BR> INT. THE REPTILE CAR - DAY
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<BR> and finds himself CRAWLING on a CATWALK suspended from the car\'s ceiling.
<BR> Several feet below are NUMEROUS VATS containing all manner of reptiles:
<BR> Alligators, crocodiles, giant lizards, etc.
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<BR>CONTINUED:
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<BR> Then, HALFBREED ENTERS through the trap door-followed by ROUGH RIDER.
<BR> Halfbreed grabs hold of INDY\'s feet, but Indy kicks at him and he loses his grasp.
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<BR> INDY crawls away, toward an opening on the opposite side. HALFBREED grabs at
<BR> Indy\'s feet again; Indy rolls away and we SEE large bins of squirming snakes.
<BR>
<BR> The combined weight of the three people is more than the catwalk was intended
<BR> for, and the BOLTS BEGIN TO RIP FROM THE CEILING.
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<BR> Everyone holds their breath, afraid to make another move. Too late. SEVERAL
<BR> BOLTS TEAR FREE. HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER SCREAM... but it\'s Indy\'s
<BR> end of the catwalk that DROPS DOWN... PLUNGING INDY to the floor of the car.
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<BR> He lands hard, with a SPLASH into a vat of water... where he finds himself eye-
<BR> to-eye with an-
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<BR> ENORMOUS ANACONDA
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<BR> The head of this snake is so damn big, it looks more like a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Oh...
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<BR> INDY jumps back in horror... only to land with a SQUISH into the SNAKE VAT.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Oh... Oh...
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<BR> Hundreds of slippery, squirming snakes. INDY sinks into them. They cover him.
<BR> Engulf him. Almost smother him.
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<BR> INDY jumps out of the side of the vat, freeing himself.
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<BR> INDY locates a clean-out door at the bottom of the car and uses it to escape.
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<BR> HALFBREED, meanwhile, tries to open the closed window of the car. He groans.
<BR> ROUGH RIDER moves to assist him.
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<BR> ROUGH RIDER
<BR> Here, let me.
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<BR> EXT. THE TRAIN- DAY
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<BR> INDY stops, checks to see the Cross still lodged in his belt. Suddenly he looks
<BR> worried as he frantically reaches into his shirt, REMOVES A SNAKE FROM and
<BR> tosses it away.
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<BR> ROSCOE APPEARS atop the reptile car and manages to grab INDY. Indy kicks at
<BR> him. Roscoe grabs onto the side of the reptile car as Indy moves on to...
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<BR> EXT. A FLATCAR - DAY
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<BR> INDY climbs over canvas-covered circus equipment. ROSCOE follows, grabbing a
<BR> long stick with a hook on it. He reaches forward and trips Indy, who falls onto
<BR> the roof of the rhino boxcar.
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<BR> INT. THE RHINO BOXCAR - DAY
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<BR> as a lamp falls from the ceiling with the impact of Indy\'s fall, hitting a HUGE
<BR> BLACK RHINOCEROS.
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<BR> EXT. THE RHINO BOXCAR - DAY
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<BR> ROSCOE grabs INDY by the ankle and yanks him off his feet. The two struggle,
<BR> rolling from side to side, coming perilously close to rolling right off the edge.
<BR> Things get even more serious when Roscoe PULLS A KNIFE.
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<BR> IN THE BOXCAR BELOW
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<BR> ... THE FEROCIOUS BLACK RHINO is becoming extremely agitated by the
<BR> commotion going on atop his cage. Finally, he raises his head and THRUSTS HIS
<BR> HORN THROUGH THE ROOF.
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<BR> BACK TO THE ROOFTOP
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<BR> as the horn SMASHES through the wood only inches from INDY\'s head. Indy and
<BR> Roscoe stare at the horn in amazement as they continue to struggle.
<BR> SMASH! The horn comes up again-RIGHT BETWEEN INDY\'S LEGS.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Holy smokes!
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<BR> INDY kicks ROSCOE away. Roscoe rolls to the edge of the car but keeps from
<BR> falling. Indy flips over onto his stomach.
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<BR> EXT. THE REPTILE CAR - DAY
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<BR> The WOODEN TRAP DOOR EXPLODES as a BULLET is FIRED from within. The
<BR> door is pushed open and HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER hurry out of the car.
<BR>
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<BR> EXT. THE RHINO BOXCAR - DAY
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<BR> INDY gets to his feet-looks ahead-sees a WATER TANK alongside the track
<BR> directly up ahead. Indy gets an idea...
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<BR> In an instant, he calculates his approach-times the distance-and LEAPS for
<BR> the tank\'s WATER SPOUT.
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<BR> He catches it perfectly... but his velocity causes the water spout to ROTATE A
<BR> FULL 360 DEGREES. With INDY hanging on, feet kicking, the water spout
<BR> deposits him back on the train, onto the ROOF OF A STOCKCAR, where he looks
<BR> up to see FEDORA walking toward him.
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<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Come on, kid. There\'s no way
<BR> out of this.
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<BR> As INDY edges away from FEDORA, a portion of the STOCKCAR\'S ROOF
<BR> COLLAPSES and Indy FALLS THROUGH into the car below.
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<BR> INT. THE STOCKCAR - DAY
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<BR> INDY CRASHES down from above. Dust rises.
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<BR> INDY
<BR> Ohhh!
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<BR> INDY\'s eyes take a moment to adjust to the dark. A bit of sunlight leaks in
<BR> through the cracks between the boards.
<BR>
<BR> Then INDY sees it. At the far end of the boxcar. Rising slowly to its feet... an
<BR> AFRICAN LION. The Lion ROARS. The boxcar walls shake. Indy gasps. Dust
<BR> swirls up into the shafts of sunlight.
<BR>
<BR> And INDY has one more surprise in store: The Cross of Cortes has been dislodged
<BR> from his belt during the fall...
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<BR> INDY glances around, sees a coiled LION TAMER\'S WHIP hanging on a nail. He
<BR> carefully takes it down by the handle. The Lion sees this and GROWLS SOFTLY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY swallows hard and gives the whip a try. It unravels awkwardly, its TIP
<BR> flying back and HITTING INDY IN THE FACE... CUTTING his chin.
<BR>
<BR> The Lion GROWLS LOUDER. Indy quickly gathers up the whip, wets his lips, and
<BR> tries again. This time-success! The WHIP CRACKS SHARPLY. The Lion
<BR> BELLOWS and SWATS the air... and steps back.
<BR>
<BR> INDY looks amazed and delighted. He CRACKS the whip again. The Lion backs
<BR> away even more. Indy inches forward-bends down (never taking his eyes off
<BR> the Lion)-picks up the Cross-and steps back again, sweat pouring down his
<BR> face.
<BR>
<BR> But now... how to get out?
<BR>
<BR> He looks up at the opening through which he fell and sees FEDORA LOOKING
<BR> DOWN AT HIM. Fedora extends his hand.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Toss up the whip.
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<BR> EXT. THE ROOFTOP OF STOCKCAR
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<BR> FEDORA, assisted by HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER, \"reels\" INDY out of the
<BR> Stockcar as the Lion ROARS and lunges and Indy screams.
<BR>
<BR> The men, including ROSCOE, pull INDY through the hole in the roof. He stands to
<BR> face them as ROUGH RIDER points a gun in his direction.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> You\'ve got heart, kid.
<BR> (indicates Cross)
<BR> But that belongs to me.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (takes Cross from his belt)
<BR> It belongs to Coronado.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> Coronado is dead. And so are all
<BR> his grandchildren.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> This should be in a museum.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> Now give me thatl
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE makes a grab for the Cross-but INDY doesn\'t let go. A tug-of-war
<BR> ensues until a SNAKE WIGGLES OUT FROM INDY\'S SHIRTSLEEVE and WRAPS
<BR> AROUND Roscoe\'s hand.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE SCREAMS BLOODY MURDER-releases his grip on the Cross and tries
<BR> to shake off the snake. This is all the opportunity Indy needs. He LEAPS ONTO
<BR> THE NEXT CAR.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Don\'t let him get awayl
<BR>
<BR> INDY swings down to the caboose. He sees a sign above the caboose door reading
<BR> \"DR. FANTASY\'S MAGIC CABOOSE.\"
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Magic?
<BR>
<BR> He glances back at the men and quickly opens the door to the caboose, stepping
<BR> inside.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA puts out his arm, gesturing for the others not to follow INDY.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Hold it. Make sure he doesn\'t
<BR> double back.
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE CABOOSE - DAY
<BR>
<BR> which contains the circus MAGIC EQUIPMENT. INDY rushes to the rear door of
<BR> the caboose but can\'t open it. He hears FEDORA coming, and dives into a MAGIC
<BR> BOX.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Okay, kid. out of the box.
<BR> Now.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA smiles confidently and advances toward the box. The box unexpectedly
<BR> collapses; all four sides flop away... revealing NOTHING. INDY has completely
<BR> vanished.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA is mystified, frustrated and angered. Then he feels a breeze at his back.
<BR> He turns and discovers that the caboose door is open. He rushes out onto the
<BR> balcony and sees:
<BR>
<BR> INDY RUNNING along the tracks, turning up a street of modest clapboard houses.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Damn.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. STREET - SMALL TOWN - DAY
<BR>
<BR> as INDY runs from the railroad tracks and approaches his house we see the name
<BR> \"JONES\" painted on the mailbox.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad!
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE HOUSE - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY bursts through the front door holding the Cross in his hand. A Husky
<BR> BARKS as Indy runs past in search of his father.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad!
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE STUDY - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY charges in. The study is cluttered with books. Pictures, charts and maps
<BR> clearly reflect the father\'s passion for Medieval studies.
<BR>
<BR> PROFESSOR HENRY JONES is absorbed at his desk. In fact, he is studying a very
<BR> ancient parchment volume which lies open on the desk. The page shows a
<BR> beautifully illuminated picture of what might be a stained-glass window. The
<BR> sketch incorporates a series of Roman numerals. The Professor is not just
<BR> studying it, he is copying it into his own notebook.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR>We never get to see the PROFESSOR\'s face in this scene.
<BR>So INDY CHARGES IN.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad!
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> Out!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It\'s important!
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> Then wait-count to twenty.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> No, Dad. You listen to me-
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> (now he shouts)
<BR> Junior!
<BR>
<BR> No question who is the boss here. INDY gulps, his look says \"What am I going to
<BR> do with this guy?\" And obeys-
<BR> starts counting, VERY, VERY FAINTLY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> One, two, three, four...
<BR>
<BR> Now we see what HENRY is concentrating on. We see his hand
<BR> sketching; then, he holds up one finger.
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> In Greek.
<BR>
<BR> INDY\'s reaction:
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (louder, in Greek)
<BR> One... two... three... four...
<BR>
<BR> An ancient car is heard arriving. Perhaps INDY glimpses it going past the
<BR> window. Anyway, it stops outside the house. Two men sit in the front seat.
<BR> HERMAN sits in the rear, BLOWING A TRUMPET.
<BR>
<BR> INDY\'s reaction: Trouble!
<BR>
<BR> HENRY is just finishing the sketch.
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> May he who illuminated this...
<BR> illuminate me...
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE FRONT ROOM - DAY
<BR>
<BR> The study door is just closing, INDY closing it behind him... just as HERMAN
<BR> comes through the front door, still playing the trumpet.
<BR>
<BR> INDY reaches for the trumpet, pulling it from HERMAN\'s mouth. Herman
<BR> continues to spit-right into Indy\'s face. Indy flinches.
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN
<BR> I brought the Sheriff.
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN means the SHERIFF, who now enters the house.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Just the man I want to see! Now,
<BR> there were five or six of them.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> (interrupting)
<BR> All right, son.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> ... they came after... me...
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> You still got it?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Well, yes, sir. It\'s right here!
<BR>
<BR> INDY shows the CROSS, more or less handing it to the SHERIFF to make his
<BR> point. The Sheriff takes it casually.
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> I\'m glad to see that... because
<BR> the rightful owner of this Cross
<BR> won\'t press charges, if you give
<BR> it back.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA enters the house, followed by ROSCOE, ROUGH RIDER and HALFBREED.
<BR> He politely removes his hat and holds it in his hand. He nods at INDY in a
<BR> friendly manner.
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> He\'s got witnesses, five or six
<BR> of them.
<BR>
<BR> The SHERIFF and FEDORA are in Cahoots
<BR>
<BR> The SHERIFF hands the Cross to FEDORA. ROSCOE reaches in and takes it from
<BR> Fedora, then runs out the door.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> Yahoo!
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> As ROSCOE runs outside INDY sees-through the screen door-the MAN IN
<BR> THE PANAMA HAT waiting patiently beside the car that is parked out front.
<BR> Roscoe approaches and gives the Man the Cross-the Man hands Roscoe some
<BR> money in exchange.
<BR>
<BR> The SHERIFF tips his hat and leaves.
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> Good day.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA remains behind for a moment. He turns and speaks to INDY in an ironic
<BR> man-to-man way.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> You lost today, kid, but that
<BR> doesn\'t mean you have to like it.
<BR>
<BR> Then, FEDORA takes off his hat and takes a step towards INDY. He holds the hat
<BR> by the crown, and puts it on Indy\'s head, a show of respect and admiration for
<BR> the boy. The hat blocks Indy\'s face.
<BR>
<BR> CLOSE ON THE TOP OF THE FEDORA HAT
<BR>
<BR> The hat brim fills the screen. As the brim tilts up, WE SEE the face of FULL
<BR> GROWN INDIANA JONES.
<BR>
<BR> And... POW!... he\'s punched in the face while his arms are pinned behind his
<BR> back.
<BR>
<BR> FADE IN TITLE: \"PORTUGUESE COAST-1938\"
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> Small world, Doctor Jones.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Too small for two of us.
<BR>
<BR> THE MAN IN THE PANAMA HAT (years older now) removes the CROSS OF
<BR> CORONADO from Indy\'s belt.
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> This is the second time I\'ve had
<BR> to reclaim my property from you-
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> That belongs in a museum-
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> So do you.
<BR> (he moves his eyeline)
<BR> Throw him over the side.
<BR>
<BR> THE DECK OF A PORTUGUESE CARGO SHIP
<BR>
<BR> It\'s NIGHT. RAIN POURS down. We\'re in the middle of a violent STORM AT SEA.
<BR> Thirty-foot waves crash across the deck.
<BR>
<BR> The TWO PORTUGUESE SAILORS (who have Indy\'s arms pinned behind his back)
<BR> propel INDY across the deck toward the rail.
<BR>
<BR> As they pass a BUNDLE OF FUEL DRUMS, INDY uses the Two Sailors as leverage
<BR> to KICK UP HIS FEET and break open the CLAMP on the metal bands that hold
<BR> the drums together.
<BR>
<BR> INDY jabs his elbows into the stomachs of the startled Sailors and rushes toward
<BR> the MAN IN THE PANAMA HAT.
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT sees INDY coming and hurries toward the ladder that leads up to
<BR> the bridge. Indy withstands the force of waves crashing on the deck and makes
<BR> his way to where Panama Hat is climbing the ladder. He pulls him off the ladder
<BR> from behind the two men fall down on the deck. Indy takes the cross back from
<BR> Panama Hat.
<BR>
<BR> A sailor delivers a powerful blow to Indy\'s face, sending the cross flying out of
<BR> his grip and skittering across the deck. Indy grabs a crowbar and fends off two
<BR> sailors who attack him from the sides.
<BR>
<BR> INDY sees that the Cross is about to be swept overboard. He lunges for it.
<BR>
<BR> He SNATCHES UP the Cross only to be knocked down to the deck by a giant wave.
<BR> He struggles to his feet, managing to avoid the giant fuel drums sliding across the
<BR> deck around him.
<BR>
<BR> SEVERAL MORE DRUMS come INDY\'s way. He sidesteps them all.
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> Grab him, he\'s getting away!
<BR> Grab him!
<BR>
<BR> Indy turns around and pummels two sailors with one punch. Indy sees a large
<BR> Stevedore\'s hook above him and he climbs up on crates to reach it. He grabs a
<BR> hold of the hook and uses it to swing all the way across the deck, narrowly
<BR> avoiding a huge wave behind him. He jumps into the rollicking ocean, still
<BR> holding onto the cross. On the ship, a giant fuel drum rolls wildly, falling directly
<BR> onto a crate of TNT. The crate explodes, causing the entire ship to blow, sending
<BR> an enormous orange fireball into the sky.
<BR>
<BR> LONG SHOT - THE BOAT EXPLODING OUT OF THE WATER
<BR>
<BR> as bits of debris fall from the sky like rain.
<BR>
<BR> INDY BOBS UP
<BR>
<BR> in the water amid the debris, holding the Cross in his hand. He grabs for
<BR> something to keep him afloat. It turns out to be one of the ship\'s LIFE
<BR> PRESERVERS. INDY loops his arm through the preserver.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> Only now do we see the FADED LETTERING on the preserver revealing the
<BR> destroyed ship\'s name and city of port:
<BR>
<BR> VAZQUEZ de CORONADO
<BR> BARCELONA
<BR>
<BR> A SHREDDED PANAMA HAT floats past.
<BR>
<BR> EXT. COLLEGE - DAY
<BR> Students walk along brick, tree-lined paths.
<BR>
<BR> INDY (V.O .)
<BR> Archaeology is...
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. COLLEGE LECTURE HALL - DAY
<BR>
<BR> DISSOLVE TO:
<BR>
<BR> INDY, dressed in professorial tweeds, stands before his class. He turns to the
<BR> blackboard with a piece of chalk and writes the word: \"FACT.\"
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> ... the search for fact. Not truth.
<BR> If it\'s truth you\'re interested
<BR> in, Doctor Tyree\'s Philosophy
<BR> class is right down the hall.
<BR>
<BR> Laughter.
<BR>
<BR> INT. CORRIDOR - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> So forget any ideas you\'ve got
<BR> about lost cities, exotic travel,
<BR> and digging up the world. Eve
<BR> do not follow maps to buried
<BR> treasure and \"X\" never, ever,
<BR> marks the spot.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> MARCUS BRODY approaches Indy\'s classroom. He peers through the window in
<BR> the door to see INDY completing his lecture.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Seventy percent of all archaeology
<BR> is done in the library. Research.
<BR> Reading.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. LECTURE HALL - DAY
<BR>
<BR> BRODY enters the lecture hall and stands at the rear of the room.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> We cannot afford to take mythology
<BR> at face value.
<BR>
<BR> The BELL RINGS. INDY stands at his desk as students begin to disperse. A
<BR> pretty coed puts a note on the desk.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Next week: \"Egyptology.\" Starting
<BR> with the excavation of Naukratis
<BR> by Blinders Petrie in 1885. I will
<BR> be in my office if anybody\'s got
<BR> any problems for the next hour
<BR> and a half.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY approaches as the last of the students leaves the lecture hall.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Marcus!
<BR> (slaps his pocket)
<BR> I did it!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> You\'ve got itl
<BR>
<BR> INDY removes the cloth-wrapped Cross from his desk. He places it on the desk
<BR> and takes off his glasses as BRODY examines the Cross.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> You know how long I\'ve been
<BR> looking for that?!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> All your life.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> All my life!
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Well done, Indy. Very well done,
<BR> indeed This will find a place
<BR> of honor in our Spanish collection.
<BR>
<BR> INDY gathers up his books and makes his way toward the door.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> We can discuss my honorarium over
<BR> dinner and champagne tonight.
<BR>
<BR> He turns back toward BRODY, now holding the Cross.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Your treat.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Yes. My treat.
<BR>
<BR> INT. INDY\'S OUTER OFFICE - DAY
<BR>
<BR> Bursting with STUDENTS, all competing for his attention at once: \"Professor
<BR> Jones! \" \"Doctor Jonesl \" etc., etc.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Shush! Shush! Shushl
<BR>
<BR> INDY shoulders his way to the desk of his secretary, an overwhelmed Teaching
<BR> Assistant named IRENE.
<BR>
<BR> IRENE
<BR> Doctor Jones! I\'m so glad you\'re
<BR> back! Your mail is on your desk.
<BR> Here are your phone messages.
<BR>
<BR> MALE STUDENT
<BR> Doctor Jones, you promised...
<BR> Doctor Jones-
<BR>
<BR> IRENE
<BR> This is your appointment schedule.
<BR> And these term papers still haven\'t
<BR> been graded.
<BR>
<BR> INDY takes the term papers then turns to enter his PRIVATE OFFICE. Students
<BR> once again CLAMOR for his attention: \"Doctor Jones!\" \"Wait, Doctor Jonesl\"
<BR> \"My grade!\" \"Sign my registration card!\"
<BR>
<BR> INDY silences the mob with a raised hand.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (very efficiently)
<BR> Okay. Irene, put everyone\'s name
<BR> on a list, in the order they
<BR> arrived, and I\'ll see each and
<BR> every one of them in turn.
<BR>
<BR> The Students descend upon poor IRENE, each claiming to be first. INDY slips into
<BR> his -
<BR>
<BR> PRIVATE OFFICE
<BR>
<BR> where he goes to his desk and finds a thick envelope with a foreign postmark on it.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (softly; reading)
<BR> \"Venice, Italy.\"
<BR>
<BR> Then, INDY stuffs his mail into his coat pockets, goes to the WINDOW, slides it
<BR> open and STEPS OUT INTO THE GARDEN.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. SIDE OF COLLEGE BUILDING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY escapes through the garden.
<BR>
<BR> EXT. FRONT OF COLLEGE BUILDING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY walks briskly toward the street; smiling, erUoying his freedom. As he
<BR> arrives at the curb, a LONG BLACK PACKARD SEDAN pulls up before him.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> MAN (O.S.)
<BR> Doctor Jonesl
<BR>
<BR> THREE MEN step out of the sedan. Everything about them bespeaks \"G-MAN.\"
<BR> The First Man steps behind Indy.
<BR>
<BR> MAN
<BR> Doctor Jones?
<BR>
<BR> INT. PENTHOUSE APARTMENT - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY is ushered into a large Art Deco apartment and left alone. Numerous
<BR> museum-quality artifacts are displayed around the room. Indy takes this
<BR> opportunity to examine them.
<BR>
<BR> After a moment, WALTER DONOVAN enters from across the room. During the
<BR> brief time that the door is open, we HEAR a COCKTAIL PARTY going on in the
<BR> next room: VOICES and SOFT PIANO MUSIC.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN strides across the room toward INDY. Although in his late fifties,
<BR> Donovan has the broad shoulders and trim physique of a much younger man.
<BR> Dressed in a tuxedo, he exudes both confidence and power.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> I trust your trip down was
<BR> comfortable, Doctor Jones. My
<BR> men didn\'t alarm you, I hope.
<BR>
<BR> He shakes hands with INDY.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> My name is Donovan. Walter Donovan.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I know who you are Mr. Donovan.
<BR> Your contributions to the museum
<BR> over the years have been extremely
<BR> generous. Some of the pieces in
<BR> your collection here are very
<BR> impressive.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Well, like yourself, Doctor Jones,
<BR> I have a passion for antiquities.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Have a look over here. This might
<BR> interest you.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN goes to a table where an object is wrapped in cloth. He throws back
<BR> the cloth revealing a flat STONE TABLET-about two feet square, inscribed with
<BR> letters and symbols.
<BR>
<BR> INDY looks impressed. He puts on his glasses to make a closer examination.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Well, it\'s sandstone. Christian
<BR> symbol. Early Latin text. Mid-
<BR> Twelfth Century, I should think.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> That was our assessment as well.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Where did this come from?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> My engineers unearthed it in the
<BR> mountain region north of Ankara
<BR> while excavating for copper.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Can you translate the inscription?
<BR>
<BR> Translating the inscription is no easy matter, even for someone as knowledgeable
<BR> as INDY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (stumbling through it)
<BR> \"... who drinks the water I shall
<BR> give him, says the Lord, will have
<BR> a spring inside him welling up
<BR> for eternal life. Let them bring
<BR> me to your holy mountain in the
<BR> place where you dwell.
<BR>
<BR> Donovan pours champagne into several fluted glasses as Indy reads.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Across the desert and through
<BR> the mountain to the Canyon of
<BR> the Crescent Moon, to the Temple
<BR> where the cup that-\"
<BR>
<BR> Suddenly INDY stops and looks up at DONOVAN with a startled expression.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> \"Where the cup that holds the
<BR> blood of Jesus Christ resides
<BR> forever. \"
<BR>
<BR> (CONT\'D)
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> (reverently)
<BR> The Holy Grail, Doctor Jones.
<BR> The chalice used by Christ during
<BR> the Last Supper. The cup that
<BR> caught His blood at the Crucifixion
<BR> and was entrusted to Joseph of
<BR> Arimathaea.
<BR>
<BR> INDY rubs his chin with a dubious expression as he takes the glass of champagne
<BR> DONOVAN now offers him.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> The Arthur Legend. I\'ve heard
<BR> this bedtime story before.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Eternal life, Doctor Jones! The
<BR> gift of youth to whoever drinks
<BR> from the Grail.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Oh, now that\'s a bedtime story I\'d
<BR> like to wake up to!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> An old man\'s dream.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Every man\'s dream.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Including your father\'s, I believe.
<BR>
<BR> INDY stiffens slightly at the mention of his father, nods.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Grail lore is his hobby.
<BR> He\'s a teacher of Medieval
<BR> Literature. The one the students
<BR> hope they don\'t get.
<BR>
<BR> The door opens and MRS. DONOVAN steps into the room. She\'s a matronly
<BR> woman in an expensive evening gown.
<BR>
<BR> MRS. DONOVAN
<BR> Walter, you\'re neglecting our
<BR> guests.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Be along in a moment, dear.
<BR>
<BR> He leans over and kisses her cheek. MRS. DONOVAN sighs to herself and returns
<BR> to the party. INDY, meanwhile, has turned his attention back to the Grail Tablet,
<BR> obviously hooked by its archaeological promise. He moistens his finger with
<BR> champagne and rubs it over the tablet. DONOVAN steps up next to Indy.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (3)
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Hard to resist, isn\'t it? The
<BR> Holy Grail\'s final resting place
<BR> described in detail!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> What good is it? This Grail
<BR> Tablet speaks of deserts and
<BR> mountains and canyons. Pretty
<BR> vague. Where do you start
<BR> looking? Maybe if the Tablet were
<BR> intact, you\'d have something to
<BR> go on. But the entire top
<BR> portion is missing.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Just the same, an attempt to
<BR> recover the Grail is currently
<BR> underway.
<BR>
<BR> INDY has to shake his head at DONOVAN\'s apparent lack of judgment.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Let me tell you another \"bedtime
<BR> story, \" Doctor Jones.
<BR> After the Grail was entrusted
<BR> to Joseph of Arimathaea, it
<BR> disappeared and was lost for a
<BR> thousand years before it was found
<BR> again by three Knights of the
<BR> First Crusade. Three brothers,
<BR> to be exact.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I\'ve heard this one as well.
<BR> Two of these brothers walked out
<BR> of the desert one hundred and
<BR> fifty years after having found
<BR> the Grail and began the long
<BR> journey back to France. But
<BR> only one of them made it. And
<BR> before dying of extreme old
<BR> age, he supposedly imparted
<BR> his tale to a-to a Franciscan
<BR> friar, I think.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Not \"supposedly,\" Doctor Jones.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN produces an ANCIENT LEATHER-BOUND VOLUME with very brittle
<BR> pages. INDY views the manuscript with considerable interest.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (4)
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> This is the manuscript in which
<BR> the friar chronicled the Knight\'s
<BR> story... it doesn\'t reveal on
<BR> location of the Grail, I\'m afraid...
<BR> but the Knight promised that two
<BR> \"markers\" that had been left
<BR> behind would.
<BR> (indicates the Tablet)
<BR> This Tablet is one of those
<BR> \"markers.\" It proves the Knight\'s
<BR> story is true. But as you pointed
<BR> out-it\'s incomplete.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Now, the second \"marker\" is
<BR> entombed with the Knight\'s dead
<BR> brother. Our project leader
<BR> believes that tomb to be located
<BR> within the city of Venice, Italy.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> As you can now see, Doctor Jones,
<BR> we\'re about to complete a great
<BR> quest that began almost two
<BR> thousand years ago. We\'re only
<BR> one step away.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> That\'s usually when the ground
<BR> falls out from underneath your
<BR> feet.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> You could be more right than you
<BR> know.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Yes?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> We\'ve hit a snag. our project
<BR> leader has vanished. Along with
<BR> all his research. Uh, we received
<BR> a cable from his colleague, Doctor
<BR> Schneider, who has no idea of his
<BR> whereabouts or what\'s become of
<BR> him.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> I want you to pick up the trail
<BR> where he left off. Find the man
<BR> and you will find the Grail.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (5)
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> You\'ve got the wrong Jones, Mister
<BR> Donovan. Why don\'t you try my
<BR> father?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> (after a pause)
<BR> We already have. Your father is
<BR> the man who\'s disappeared.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. A RESIDENTIAL STREET - DAY
<BR>
<BR> A FORD COUPE speeds down the tree-lined street.
<BR>
<BR> EXT. PROFESSOR HENRY JONES\' HOUSE - DAY
<BR>
<BR> The Ford coupe pulls up in front of the house. INDY climbs from the car and
<BR> hurries up the walkway. BRODY is a step behind.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Your father and I have been
<BR> friends since time began. I\'ve
<BR> watched you grow up, Indy. And
<BR> I\'ve watched the two of you grow
<BR> apart.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> I\'ve never seen you this concerned
<BR> about him before.
<BR>
<BR> They climb the porch and notice that the front door is ajar. They exchange a
<BR> quick look of concern as they enter.
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE HOUSE - LATE AFTERNOON
<BR>
<BR> INDY approaches the half-open front door.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad?
<BR> (to BRODY)
<BR> He\'s an academic A bookworm.
<BR> He\'s not a field mans
<BR>
<BR> He pushes open the door. He enters the house and calls out.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad? Dad?
<BR>
<BR> INDY opens one half of the curtains dividing the hall from the sitting room.
<BR>
<BR> We see the place has been ransacked.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> BRODY sees INDY\'s face and opens the other half.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Dear God.
<BR>
<BR> They walk into the room.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> What has the old fool got
<BR> himself into now?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I don\'t know. But whatever it
<BR> is, he\'s in over his head!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY picks up some mail from Henry\'s cluttered desk.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad?
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> It\'s today\'s mail. And it\'s been
<BR> opened.
<BR>
<BR> INDY turns and sees the pile of torn papers and envelopes. Then something hits
<BR> him.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Mail! That\'s it, Marcus!
<BR>
<BR> He immediately empties his pockets of his own mail taken earlier in the day from
<BR> his college office and finds the envelope with the Venice postmark.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (as he tears it open)
<BR> Venice, Italy!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> What is it?
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INDY uncovers a small book. It looks like a JOURNAL or
<BR> DIARY. Indy flips through it: Page after page of
<BR> handwritten notes and drawings. BRODY glances at it with
<BR> great curiosity.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It\'s Dad\'s Grail Diary. Every
<BR> clue he ever followed. Every
<BR> discovery he made. A complete
<BR> record of his search for the Holy
<BR> Grail. This is his whole life.
<BR> Why would he have sent this to me?
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> I don\'t know. But someone must
<BR> want it pretty badly.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Do you believe, Marcus?
<BR>
<BR> As INDY asks the question, he turns to a PAINTING on the wall: A depiction of
<BR> Christ on the Cross, his blood being captured in a golden chalice.
<BR>
<BR> A SECOND PAINTING on the wall shows Eleventh Century Crusaders plummeting
<BR> to their deaths over a high cliff. One Crusader, however, floats safely in midair
<BR> because he holds the Grail in his hands.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Do you believe the Grail actually
<BR> exists?
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> The search for the Cup of Christ
<BR> is the search for the divine in all
<BR> of us.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY sees that INDY is unsatisfied by this response.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> But if you want facts, Indy, I
<BR> have none to give you. At my age,
<BR> I\'m prepared to take a few things
<BR> on faith.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Call Donovan, Marcus. Tell him
<BR> I\'ll take that ticket to Venice
<BR> now.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> I\'ll tell him we\'ll take two.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. AIRFIELD - DAY
<BR>
<BR> A LIMO is parked beside a PRIVATE AIRLINER that bears the DONOVAN
<BR> CORPORATE LOGO. BRODY peers inside to DONOVAN and INDY.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Tell me, what\'s going to happen
<BR> when we get to Venice?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> Don\'t worry. Doctor Schneider will
<BR> be there to meet you.
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> Schneider?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> I maintain an apartment in Venice,
<BR> at your disposal.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Oh, well. That\'s good. Thank
<BR> you.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY and DONOVAN shake hands. INDY steps from the back seat of the limo.
<BR> He turns back to Donovan and shakes his hand.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Doctor Jones. Good luck. Be
<BR> very careful. Don\'t trust anvbody.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. AIRLINER - FLYING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY opens the Grail Diary and thoughtfully turns through the pages. He stops
<BR> at one page and glances at a PENCIL SKETCH of what might be a stained-glass
<BR> window. Below the sketch is a SERIES OF NUMBERS.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. THE PRIVATE AIRLINER - FLYING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> SUPERIMPOSED over a MAP that traces a course from New York City to Venice,
<BR> Italy.
<BR>
<BR> DISSOLVE TO:
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. VENICE - BOAT LANDING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY and BRODY disembark from the Water Bus onto the Boat Landing as other
<BR> Gondoliers steer their boats in the water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Ah, Venice...
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Yes. Uh, how will we recognize
<BR> this Doctor Schneider when we
<BR> see him?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I don\'t know. Maybe he\'ll know
<BR> us.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> Suddenly a WOMAN comes up to him. Attractive features. Blonde hair. Eyes
<BR> that are bright and intelligent.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Doctor Jones?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Yes?
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> I knew it was you-
<BR>
<BR> She looks at him with an appraising expression that is brazenly flirtatious.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> -you have your father\'s eyes.
<BR>
<BR> INDY is instantly attracted to her.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> And my mother\'s ears. But the
<BR> rest belongs to you.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Looks like the best parts have
<BR> already been spoken for.
<BR>
<BR> INDY grins, enjoying the repartee. The WOMAN turns to BRODY, who tips his hat.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Marcus Brody?
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> That\'s right.
<BR>
<BR> The Woman, DR. ELSA SCHNEIDER, extends her hand to BRODY.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> (introducing herself)
<BR> Doctor Elsa Schneider.
<BR>
<BR> INDY\'s grin fades. BRODY registers a look of surprise.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Uh... how do you do?
<BR>
<BR> CUT TO:
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. VENICE CANAL - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY, BRODY and ELSA walk along the narrow canal, lined with buildings on
<BR> either side.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> The last time I saw your father
<BR> we were in the library. He was
<BR> very close to tracking down the
<BR> Knight\'s Tomb. I\'ve never seen
<BR> him so excited. He was as giddy
<BR> as a schoolboy.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Who? Attila the Professor? He
<BR> was never giddy, even when he was
<BR> a schoolboy!
<BR>
<BR> INDY can\'t take his eyes off ELSA. Perhaps he\'s feeling a bit like a schoolboy
<BR> himself right now. As they cross over a bridge to the opposite side of the canal,
<BR> Indy steals a flower from a street vendor. He holds it out to Elsa.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Fraulein-will you permit me?
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> I usually don\'t.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I usually don\'t either.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> In that case, I permit you.
<BR>
<BR> INDY gives her the flower.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It would make me very happy.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> But I\'m already sad-by tomorrow
<BR> it will have faded.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Tomorrow I\'ll steal you another.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> (cutting in)
<BR> I hate to interrupt you-but the
<BR> reason we\'re here-
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> (interrupting)
<BR> Yes. I have something to show
<BR> you.
<BR>
<BR> She hands a slip of paper to INDY.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> I left your father working in
<BR> the library. He sent me to the
<BR> map section to fetch an ancient
<BR> plan of the city. When I got back
<BR> to his table-he\'d gone-with
<BR> all his papers-except for that
<BR> scrap which I found near his chair.
<BR>
<BR> INDY extends the scrap of paper to BRODY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Roman numerals.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. VENICE PIAZZA - DAY
<BR>
<BR> ELSA leads INDY and BRODY into the large piazza. People walk about and sit at
<BR> tables in front of a large building.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Here is the library.
<BR>
<BR> They have arrived at the front steps of the library.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> That doesn\'t look much like a
<BR> library.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> It looks like a converted church.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA leads the way inside.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE LIBRARY - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY, BRODY and ELSA enter, their heels CLICKING across the marble floor.
<BR>
<BR> We notice, along with INDY and BRODY, that the library contains many stained-
<BR> glass windows.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> In this case it\'s the literal
<BR> truth. We\'re on holy ground.
<BR> These columns over here...
<BR>
<BR> She indicates FOUR HUGE MARBLE COLUMNS that go from floor to ceiling.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> ... were brought back as spoils
<BR> of war after the sacking of
<BR> Byzantium during the Crusades.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> INDY glances at the Columns, then notices a Stained-Glass Window that depicts a
<BR> Knight of the Crusades. Indy lingers for a moment in front of the window.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Now please excuse me. The library\'s
<BR> closing in a few moments. I\'ll
<BR> arrange for us to stay a little
<BR> longer.
<BR>
<BR> The minute ELSA is out of earshot.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Marcus-I\'ve seen this window
<BR> before.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Where?
<BR>
<BR> INDY whips out the Grail Diary and opens it to the sketch he noticed in the
<BR> airplane.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Right here. In Dad\'s Diary.
<BR> You see?
<BR>
<BR> BRODY glances at the Diary, then at the window-noticing that the Roman
<BR> numerals in question have been worked into the window\'s design.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Look, Indy. The Roman numerals!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad was onto something here!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Well, now we know the source of
<BR> the numbers, but we still don\'t
<BR> know what they mean.
<BR>
<BR> INDY and BRODY now see ELSA approaching. Indy quickly tucks the Diary back
<BR> into his pocket.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (explaining to Brody)
<BR> My dad sent me this Diary for a
<BR> reason. Until we find out why,
<BR> I suggest we keep it to ourselves.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Find something?
<BR>
<BR> INDY doesn\'t reply. He\'s looking in five directions at once. His eyes moving
<BR> across the walls and ceilings-charged with the thrill of discovery.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> (to ELSA)
<BR> Uh, yes. Three, seven and tent
<BR> That window seems to be the source
<BR> of the Roman numerals.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> My God, I must be blind
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad wasn\'t looking for a book
<BR> about the Knight\'s Tomb... he was
<BR> looking for the Tomb itself
<BR>
<BR> ELSA wears a blank expression.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Don\'t you get it? The Tomb is
<BR> somewhere in the library! You
<BR> said yourself it used to be a
<BR> church! Look.
<BR>
<BR> INDY\'s eyes travel up one of the four huge marble columns.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Three.
<BR>
<BR>INDY looks again to the stained-glass window. He points.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Three!
<BR>
<BR> INDY has discovered that each Column is numbered with a Roman Numeral. Indy
<BR> hurries away toward Column VII. All BRODY and ELSA can do now is try to keep
<BR> up with him.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Seven.
<BR>
<BR> He points again to the stained-glass window.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Seven... Ten.
<BR>
<BR> He looks down to the scrap of paper in his hands.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> And ten. Now where\'s the ten?
<BR> Look around for the ten.
<BR>
<BR> INDY walks past aisles of book-lined shelves. He stops, turns, then looks down.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (3)
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Three, seven and ten.
<BR>
<BR> He climbs a spiral staircase leading up to a LOFT and looks down at BRODY and
<BR> ELSA. The floor beneath their feet is an elaborate tile design containing a huge
<BR> \"X\"-visible only from this higher angle.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Ten.
<BR> (wryly; to himself)
<BR> \"X\" marks the spot.
<BR>
<BR> INDY rushes down the staircase and goes to the CENTER TILE where the two
<BR> sides of the X intersect. He blows dust away from the tile and tries to pry it up,
<BR> but cannot.
<BR>
<BR> INDY rushes past BRODY to a cordon held in place by a brass stand underneath
<BR> the stained-glass window.
<BR> INDY raises the brass stand and timing his actions, hits the tile precisely as the
<BR> Librarian stamps a book. The Librarian regards the stamper curiously.
<BR>
<BR> INDY continues to pound at the tile as the Librarian resumes his stamping, still
<BR> puzzled by the SOUND ECHOING through the library.
<BR>
<BR> Finally INDY breaks the tile. As he bends to remove the pieces of broken tile, a
<BR> TWO-FOOT SQUARE HOLE IS REVEALED.
<BR>
<BR> Cold air and a wet, rancid smell escape from the hole.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Bingo.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> You don\'t disappoint, Doctor Jones.
<BR> You\'re a great deal like your
<BR> father.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Except he\'s lost, and I\'m not.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Lower me down.
<BR>
<BR> INDY is impressed with Elsa\'s spirit, and cooperates agreeably-holding her by
<BR> the hands and lowering her into the hole. When her feet finally touch ground
<BR> below, Indy releases his grip on her and slips the Grail Diary to BRODY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Look after this for me, will you?
<BR>
<BR> Then INDY disappears into the hole.
<BR>
<BR> INT. CATACOMBS BELOW LIBRARY - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY jumps down a steep step. He reaches back to help ELSA.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Come on.
<BR>
<BR> INDY and ELSA glance around. This is really a horrid place. Dark and dank.
<BR> foul smelling. Elsa turns. She removes a cigarette lighter with a unique ivory
<BR> four-leaf clover design.
<BR>
<BR> INDY and ELSA inspect markings carved onto the walls.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Pagan symbols. Fourth or Fifth
<BR> Century.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Right. Six hundred years before
<BR> the Crusades.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> The Christians would have dug
<BR> their own passages and burial
<BR> chambers centuries later.
<BR>
<BR> INDY takes the lighter from her and lights their way down a dark passageway.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> That\'s right. If there\'s a
<BR> Knight of the First Crusade
<BR> entombed down here, that\'s where
<BR> we\'ll find him.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. LIBRARY - DAY
<BR>
<BR> THREE MEN carrying guns make their way down the spiral staircase toward an
<BR> unsuspecting BRODY. One of the Men, KAZIM, raises his gun and brings it down
<BR> hard on Brody\'s head.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Ohhhh. . .
<BR>
<BR> KAZIM gestures with his gun toward the now-unconscious BRODY. The other two
<BR> men take Brody\'s hands and drag him into one of the book-lined aisles.
<BR>
<BR> INT. ANOTHER PART OF THE CATACOMBS - DAY
<BR>
<BR> DECOMPOSING CORPSES rest in niches carved into the stone walls. Grotesque
<BR> skeletal remains with rotting linen stretched across blackened bones.
<BR>
<BR> INDY holds the lighter up as he and ELSA inspect symbols carved into the walls.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> ELSA spots a symbol cut into the wall that she doesn\'t recognize. As she blows
<BR> away some cobwebs:
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> What\'s this one?
<BR>
<BR> INDY only has to give it a quick glance to know.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> The Ark of the Covenant.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Are you sure?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (deadpan)
<BR> Pretty sure.
<BR>
<BR> INDY holds the lighter up and he and ELSA enter another dark passageway.
<BR>
<BR> ANOTHER PART OF THE CATACOMBS
<BR>
<BR> INDY steps to the wall and runs his hand over the stone. He scrapes the cobwebs
<BR> away to reveal the ROMAN NUMERAL \"X.\"
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Watch out.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA now holds the lighter as INDY rams his shoulder into the wall. The wall
<BR> collapses on impact and Indy falls through into another room.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> ANOTHER ROOM - THE CATACOMBS
<BR>
<BR> as INDY falls through the hole in the wall onto rocks surrounded by bubbling,
<BR> green, slimy liquid. More skeletons surround him, resting in their carved niches.
<BR> ELSA holds the lighter as she peers in at him through the hole in the wall.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Petroleum. I could sink a well
<BR> down here and retire.
<BR>
<BR> INDY reaches up and tears a piece of cloth from one of the skeletons, which
<BR> breaks apart and falls into the oil-slick water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY uses the scrap of cloth and a bone to fashion a crude torch, which he then
<BR> dips into the oily water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Give me the lighter.
<BR>
<BR> ANOTHER PART OF THE CATACOMBS
<BR>
<BR> Using the cloth-wrapped bone torch to guide their way, INDY and ELSA come
<BR> upon a NARROW PASSAGEWAY. The water is knee-deep and TEEMING WITH
<BR> RATS. Thousands of them Crawling on one another\'s backs. SQUEALING.
<BR> Squirming. Thrashing in the water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Oh, rats...
<BR>
<BR> ELSA gasps as the rats scamper between her legs.
<BR>
<BR> INDY moves forward through the rat-infested water as ELSA follows, still gasping
<BR> in horror. Suddenly he slips into a hole. Recovering his balance, he reaches out
<BR> to Elsa.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Come onl
<BR>
<BR> She gasps once again, terrified. INDY lifts her and carries ELSA as he moves
<BR> forward.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> THE CATACOMBS - THE HOLE IN THE WALL
<BR>
<BR> KAZIM and his men step to the opening Indy made earlier and shine their
<BR> flashlights through to the rat-infested water.
<BR>
<BR> ANOTHER PART OF THE CATACOMBS
<BR>
<BR> More rat-infested water as ELSA, now walking again, follows INDY through
<BR> another passageway lined with skulls and bones.
<BR>
<BR> INDY reaches for a wall to steady himself and inadvertently grabs a skeleton. A
<BR> bone comes loose in his hand as rats scurry about and leap at him from all
<BR> directions.
<BR>
<BR> He takes a moment to compose himself, then steps across the water to ELSA\'s
<BR> side. He steps into the water, then reaches up to help Elsa do the same.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Come here.
<BR>
<BR> LARGE BURIAL CHAMBER
<BR>
<BR> The chamber is flooded with black, briny water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Look. . .
<BR>
<BR> In the center of the chamber, jutting up above the water, is what amounts to an
<BR> \"island altar\" on which SEVERAL ANCIENT COFFINS rest. They move toward the
<BR> altar.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> INDY and ELSA begin to inspect the ornately carved COFFINS like the scholars of
<BR> antiquity that they are. These are big oak caskets held together by straps of
<BR> etched brass.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It must be one of these...
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Look at the artistry of these
<BR> carvings and the scrollwork.
<BR>
<BR> One coffin is elevated above the others.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> It\'s this one.
<BR>
<BR> Together they begin to push on the lid-STRAINING and GROANING until it
<BR> slides away and BANGS against the stone platform.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INSIDE THE COFFIN
<BR>
<BR> lie the DECOMPOSED REMAINS of a KNIGHT IN ARMOR. INDY and ELSA look
<BR> in...Elsa gasps.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> This is itl we found it! Look-
<BR> the engraving on the Shield. It\'s
<BR> the same as on the Grail Tablets
<BR> The Shield is the Second Marker!
<BR>
<BR> INDY unfolds a piece of paper and holds it over the shield.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> What\'s that?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It\'s a rubbing Dad made of the
<BR> Grail Tablet.
<BR>
<BR> The missing portion of the rubbing is completed by the shield.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Just like your father-giddy
<BR> as a schoolboy.
<BR>
<BR> INDY laughs.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Wouldn\'t it be wonderful if he
<BR> were here now to see this?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (chuckles)
<BR> He never would have made it past
<BR> the rats! He hates rats! He\'s
<BR> scared to death of them!
<BR>
<BR> CLOSE - A HAND
<BR>
<BR> as it lights a match.
<BR>
<BR> PULL BACK TO REVEAL KAZIM dropping the lighted match into the oil-slick
<BR> water.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INDY AND ELSA
<BR>
<BR> ELSA holds the torch. INDY looks around. Listens. Something is wrong. And
<BR> then he sees the GLOW OF FIRELIGHT dancing across the Catacomb walls.
<BR>
<BR> This is followed by THOUSANDS OF RATS FLEEING from around the corner of the
<BR> Narrow Passageway, STAMPEDING toward ELSA and INDY-SHRIEKING and
<BR> SQUEALING as they approach.
<BR>
<BR> The rats literally wash over them-like a rodent tidal wave-in their efforts to
<BR> escape a:
<BR>
<BR> HUGE ORANGE BALL OF FIRE
<BR>
<BR> ROARING around the corner hurtling towards them-feeding on the oil slick;
<BR> consuming the oxygen.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA SCREAMS.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Get back! Back against the wall.
<BR>
<BR> INDY braces his back against the altar and TOPPLES THE COFFIN with his feet.
<BR> It CRASHES against the stone platform and SPLASHES into the water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Quick! Under it!
<BR>
<BR> They jump into the water beside the bobbing, overturned coffin.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Air pocket!
<BR>
<BR> ELSA hesitates. INDY literally DUNKS her and pushes her underneath.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> UNDER THE COFFIN
<BR>
<BR> ELSA surfaces into the air pocket created by the coffin, SPUTTERING and
<BR> SPITTING.
<BR>
<BR> Now INDY pops up into the air pocket. He looks at ELSA-they are both soaking
<BR> wet.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Don\'t wander off.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> What?
<BR>
<BR> INDY disappears under the water and swims out from under the coffin.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> What?
<BR>
<BR> UNDER THE WATER
<BR>
<BR> INDY swims, looking for an escape route.
<BR>
<BR> UNDER THE COFFIN
<BR>
<BR> The rats are beginning to force their way inside, swimming through the water
<BR> and climbing on ELSA, who squirms and screams in terror.
<BR>
<BR> INDY pops back up through the water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I think I\'ve found a way out.
<BR> Deep breath.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA groans. They take a deep breath and both dive under the water.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> \"INDIANA JONES AND THE LAST CRUSADE\"
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> Screenplay
<BR> by
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> JEFFREY BOAM
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> Story
<BR> by
<BR>
<BR> GEORGE LUCAS
<BR> and
<BR> MENNO MEYJES
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<BR> FADE IN:
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<BR> EXT. DESERT OF THE AMERICAN SOUTHWEST - DAY
<BR>
<BR> A mountain peak dominates the landscape.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> TITLES BEGIN.
<BR>
<BR> Riders on horseback cross the desert. From this distance they appear to be a
<BR> company of Army Cavalry Soldiers.
<BR>
<BR> CLOSER ANGLES ON THE RIDERS
<BR>
<BR> reveal only details of saddles, hooves and uniforms. The riders are silhouetted
<BR> against the rising sun as they ride into an ancient CLIFF PUEBLO.
<BR>
<BR> The OFFICER IN COMMAND raises his hand halting his troops.
<BR>
<BR> OFFICER
<BR> Dis-mount!
<BR>
<BR> RIDERS climb down from their mounts... and only now do we realize that
<BR> this is a TROOP OF BOY SCOUTS, all of them about thirteen years of age. The
<BR> \"Commanding Officer\" is only their SCOUTMASTER, Mr. Havelock.
<BR>
<BR> One of the Scouts, a pudgy kid named HERMAN, steps away from his horse,
<BR> bends over and pukes. The other Scouts rag on him.
<BR>
<BR> FIRST SCOUT
<BR> Herman\'s horsesick!
<BR>
<BR> A BLOND SCOUT, however, befriends Herman. He has a thatch of straw-colored
<BR> hair and the no-nonsense expression common to kids whose curiosity and appetite
<BR> for knowledge exceed what they teach in school. Additionally, he has adorned his
<BR> uniform with an authentic HOPI INDIAN WOVEN BELT.
<BR>
<BR> SCOUTMASTER
<BR> Chaps, don\'t anybody wander off.
<BR> Some of the passageways in here
<BR> can run for miles.
<BR>
<BR> Two Boy Scouts climb up the rocky base of the cliff.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE PASSAGEWAY - DAY
<BR>
<BR> The two boys head down the passageway. It\'s dark, and the temperature drops
<BR> several degrees. Spiders have built huge webs that get caught in the boys\' hair.
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN appears very uncertain as to the wisdom of this enterprise, but he\'s
<BR> drawn on by his companion\'s adventurous curiosity.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN
<BR> I don\'t think this is such a good
<BR> idea.
<BR>
<BR> LAUGHTER is HEARD; the Blond Scout pulls Herman forward toward its source.
<BR>
<BR> The VOICES GROW LOUDER now as the boys get closer to their source. The light
<BR> of kerosene lanterns dances on the tunnel walls ahead. The boys approach
<BR> cautiously, careful to stay hidden.
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN
<BR> What is it?
<BR>
<BR> This is what they see:
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> FOUR MEN digging with shovels and pick-axes. They have broken into one of the
<BR> pueblo\'s SECRET CHAMBERS... called \"Kivas.\"
<BR>
<BR> The men are ROUGH RIDER (his name describes his dress), ROSCOE (a Bowery
<BR> Boy bully of 14) and HALFBREED (with straight black hair that cascades over his
<BR> shoulders).
<BR>
<BR> And the fourth man wears a LEATHER WAIST JACKET and BROWN FELT
<BR> FEDORA HAT. He has his back turned to us, but we would be willing to bet
<BR> anything that this is INDLANA JONES.
<BR>
<BR> However, when the man turns, and his face is illuminated by the lantern\'s glow,
<BR> we are shocked to discover that it is someone else.
<BR>
<BR> We\'ll call him FEDORA.
<BR>
<BR>TITLES END.
<BR>
<BR> The TWO BOYS are mesmerized by what they see.
<BR>
<BR> Now we realize that the Blond Scout is actually young INDIANA JONES.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Alfred, did you get anything yet?
<BR>
<BR> MAN
<BR> Nothing. Dig in.
<BR>
<BR> Two of the men stand and look at ROSCOE who steps forward holding a box in his
<BR> hands.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> Hey, I\'ve got something!
<BR>
<BR> Whoops from the other men.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> I got something, Garth!
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE rushes forward and gives FEDORA the box. Fedora steps toward a
<BR> lantern resting on a rock.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> I got something... I got something
<BR> right here.
<BR>
<BR> More whoops from the other men.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA puts the box on the rock next to the lantern. HALFBREED pushes
<BR> ROSCOE as he jumps with excitement. ROUGH RIDER steps forward to look at the
<BR> box as Fedora opens it.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> (more whoops; then)
<BR> Oh, look at thatl
<BR> (more whoops)
<BR> We\'re richl We\'re rich!
<BR>
<BR> HALFBREED
<BR> Shut up. Shut up.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA takes a BEJEWELED CROSS from the box and holds it aloft. Fedora\'s
<BR> comrades practically salivate at the sight of it.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE (O.S.)
<BR> Well, we\'re rich, ain\'t we?l
<BR>
<BR> INDY takes off his hat and looks down at the o.s. action.
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN
<BR> Indy? Indy? What are they doing?
<BR> Indiana? Indiana?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Shhhl
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA blows dust from the Cross, turning it in his hand, silently appraising its
<BR> beauty... and its value. He seems aloof from the others; somehow superior to
<BR> them.
<BR>
<BR> HALFBREED
<BR> Hey, we got to find more stuff
<BR> to bring back.
<BR>
<BR> INDY stays hidden, but is astounded by what he sees.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (hushed; urgent)
<BR> It\'s the Cross of Coronadol
<BR> Cortes gave it to him in 15201
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (3)
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA continues to admire the Cross, then places it on the rock next to its box
<BR> and the lantern.
<BR>
<BR> INDY turns back to observe the men.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> That Cross is an important artifact.
<BR> It belongs in a museum.
<BR>
<BR> A look of resolve comes into INDY\'s expression, and he turns back toward
<BR> HERMAN.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Run back and find the others.
<BR> Tell Mister Havelock that there
<BR> are men looting in the caves.
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN doesn\'t seem to be listening. Instead, he watches in wide-eyed horror
<BR> as a SNAKE SLITHERS ACROSS HIS LAP.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Have him bring the sheriff.
<BR>
<BR> INDY matter-of-factly picks up the snake and tosses it aside. HERMAN gasps.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It\'s only a snake.
<BR>
<BR> INDY grabs HERMAN\'s scout scarf and pulls him closer.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Did you hear what I said?
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN
<BR> Right. Run back. Mister Havelock.
<BR> The Sheriff. What, what are you
<BR> gonna do?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I don\'t know... I\'ll think of
<BR> something.
<BR>
<BR> INDY releases the scarf, gives HERMAN a pat and Herman dashes off. Indy sees
<BR> the Cross on the rock next to the lantern. As the Robbers continue to search for
<BR> additional valuables, Indy is able to work his way unseen to within arm\'s reach of
<BR> the Cross...
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA looks over at the men digging in a hole b.g.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Dig with your hands.
<BR>
<BR> INDY picks up the Cross.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (4)
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA (O . S . )
<BR> Not with your mouth.
<BR>
<BR> As FEDORA stands watching the other men digging, INDY puts the Cross in his
<BR> pants and begins to pull himself up a rope hanging nearby. As he climbs, Indy\'s
<BR> feet break a wooden beam, attracting the men\'s attention.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> He\'s got our thing!
<BR>
<BR> HALFBREED
<BR> Get \'im!
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> The three Robbers are so eager to get their hands on INDY, they almost knock
<BR> each other over in the attempt.
<BR>
<BR> Only FEDORA is unperturbed. He casts a disgusted glance in
<BR> the direction of his fleeing companions-then sets off
<BR> after INDY.
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<BR>
<BR> EXT. THE CLIFFS - DAY
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<BR> INDY EMERGES from the darkness of the Pueblo into the brightness of day.
<BR>
<BR> He pauses-squints-shields his eyes-looks in all directions.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Mister Havelock! Anybody
<BR> Everybody\'s lost but me!
<BR>
<BR> He hears RUNNING FOOTSTEPS BEHIND HIM and dashes off. ROUGH RIDER,
<BR> HALFBREED, and ROSCOE are quick to appear and run after him.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> There he isl
<BR>
<BR> MEN
<BR> (AD-LIBS)
<BR> Let\'s go! Let\'s get him! Let\'s
<BR> go!
<BR>
<BR> Indy jumps from one rock to another; the SCOUT TROOP HORSES are below. Indy
<BR> puts two fingers in his mouth and WHISTLES for his horse, who trots over. Indy
<BR> puts the Cross in his belt.
<BR>
<BR> INDY PREPARES TO JUMP into the saddle. Hesitates. Then... he JUMPS. But
<BR> the horse moves exactly at the wrong moment and Indy lands flat on his feet in a
<BR> standing position. The impact sends a shock wave up his body that rattles his
<BR> back teeth. Indy stands up and successfully mounts his horse.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA AND HIS MEN ARRIVE at the roof\'s edge in time to see INDY climb into
<BR> the saddle and gallop off.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Hyahl Hyah!
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> Hey! Come back here!
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA puts two fingers in his mouth and WHISTLES... and A VINTAGE TRUCK
<BR> AND AUTOMOBILE come ROARING OUT from behind the Pueblo (Driven by two
<BR> more gang members). Now we glimpse...
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> THE MAN IN THE PANAMA HAT
<BR>
<BR> The passenger in the car. His face is concealed by the hat\'s wide brim. His arm
<BR> is out the window, however, and we see an olive-colored hand protruding from
<BR> the sleeve of an expensive white linen suit. He gestures to the Robbers, now in
<BR> the truck.
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> Come on. Get him!
<BR>
<BR> INDY SPURS his mount on to greater speeds but the autos not only keep pace
<BR> with his horse... they begin to squeeze in on it.
<BR>
<BR> Speeding Autos. Thundering hooves. Rushing wind. Flying dust. INDY crouched
<BR> low and leaning forward in the saddle, his heart pounding, his adrenalin
<BR> pumping.
<BR>
<BR> INDY VEERS OFF in a new direction-toward a RAILROAD TRACK.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. A CIRCUS TRAIN - DAY
<BR>
<BR> The train is barreling down the track. INDY rides up beside it. He glances over
<BR> his shoulder and sees the car and truck gaining on him. No other choice... he
<BR> LEAPS FROM HORSE TO TRAIN.
<BR>
<BR> He clings to the side of a BOXCAR, as HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER leap from
<BR> the truck onto the train.
<BR>
<BR> HALFBREED tries to grab INDY, but Indy leaps onto another boxcar. Halfbreed
<BR> runs after him but Indy leaps from the boxcar onto some covered boxes stacked
<BR> on a flatcar.
<BR>
<BR> INDY loses his balance but regains it. With HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER still
<BR> running after him, Indy enters the trap door of...
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE REPTILE CAR - DAY
<BR>
<BR> and finds himself CRAWLING on a CATWALK suspended from the car\'s ceiling.
<BR> Several feet below are NUMEROUS VATS containing all manner of reptiles:
<BR> Alligators, crocodiles, giant lizards, etc.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> Then, HALFBREED ENTERS through the trap door-followed by ROUGH RIDER.
<BR> Halfbreed grabs hold of INDY\'s feet, but Indy kicks at him and he loses his grasp.
<BR>
<BR> INDY crawls away, toward an opening on the opposite side. HALFBREED grabs at
<BR> Indy\'s feet again; Indy rolls away and we SEE large bins of squirming snakes.
<BR>
<BR> The combined weight of the three people is more than the catwalk was intended
<BR> for, and the BOLTS BEGIN TO RIP FROM THE CEILING.
<BR>
<BR> Everyone holds their breath, afraid to make another move. Too late. SEVERAL
<BR> BOLTS TEAR FREE. HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER SCREAM... but it\'s Indy\'s
<BR> end of the catwalk that DROPS DOWN... PLUNGING INDY to the floor of the car.
<BR>
<BR> He lands hard, with a SPLASH into a vat of water... where he finds himself eye-
<BR> to-eye with an-
<BR>
<BR> ENORMOUS ANACONDA
<BR>
<BR> The head of this snake is so damn big, it looks more like a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Oh...
<BR>
<BR> INDY jumps back in horror... only to land with a SQUISH into the SNAKE VAT.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Oh... Oh...
<BR>
<BR> Hundreds of slippery, squirming snakes. INDY sinks into them. They cover him.
<BR> Engulf him. Almost smother him.
<BR>
<BR> INDY jumps out of the side of the vat, freeing himself.
<BR>
<BR> INDY locates a clean-out door at the bottom of the car and uses it to escape.
<BR>
<BR> HALFBREED, meanwhile, tries to open the closed window of the car. He groans.
<BR> ROUGH RIDER moves to assist him.
<BR>
<BR> ROUGH RIDER
<BR> Here, let me.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. THE TRAIN- DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY stops, checks to see the Cross still lodged in his belt. Suddenly he looks
<BR> worried as he frantically reaches into his shirt, REMOVES A SNAKE FROM and
<BR> tosses it away.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE APPEARS atop the reptile car and manages to grab INDY. Indy kicks at
<BR> him. Roscoe grabs onto the side of the reptile car as Indy moves on to...
<BR>
<BR> EXT. A FLATCAR - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY climbs over canvas-covered circus equipment. ROSCOE follows, grabbing a
<BR> long stick with a hook on it. He reaches forward and trips Indy, who falls onto
<BR> the roof of the rhino boxcar.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE RHINO BOXCAR - DAY
<BR>
<BR> as a lamp falls from the ceiling with the impact of Indy\'s fall, hitting a HUGE
<BR> BLACK RHINOCEROS.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. THE RHINO BOXCAR - DAY
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE grabs INDY by the ankle and yanks him off his feet. The two struggle,
<BR> rolling from side to side, coming perilously close to rolling right off the edge.
<BR> Things get even more serious when Roscoe PULLS A KNIFE.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> IN THE BOXCAR BELOW
<BR>
<BR> ... THE FEROCIOUS BLACK RHINO is becoming extremely agitated by the
<BR> commotion going on atop his cage. Finally, he raises his head and THRUSTS HIS
<BR> HORN THROUGH THE ROOF.
<BR>
<BR> BACK TO THE ROOFTOP
<BR>
<BR> as the horn SMASHES through the wood only inches from INDY\'s head. Indy and
<BR> Roscoe stare at the horn in amazement as they continue to struggle.
<BR> SMASH! The horn comes up again-RIGHT BETWEEN INDY\'S LEGS.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Holy smokes!
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INDY kicks ROSCOE away. Roscoe rolls to the edge of the car but keeps from
<BR> falling. Indy flips over onto his stomach.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. THE REPTILE CAR - DAY
<BR>
<BR> The WOODEN TRAP DOOR EXPLODES as a BULLET is FIRED from within. The
<BR> door is pushed open and HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER hurry out of the car.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. THE RHINO BOXCAR - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY gets to his feet-looks ahead-sees a WATER TANK alongside the track
<BR> directly up ahead. Indy gets an idea...
<BR>
<BR> In an instant, he calculates his approach-times the distance-and LEAPS for
<BR> the tank\'s WATER SPOUT.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> He catches it perfectly... but his velocity causes the water spout to ROTATE A
<BR> FULL 360 DEGREES. With INDY hanging on, feet kicking, the water spout
<BR> deposits him back on the train, onto the ROOF OF A STOCKCAR, where he looks
<BR> up to see FEDORA walking toward him.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Come on, kid. There\'s no way
<BR> out of this.
<BR>
<BR> As INDY edges away from FEDORA, a portion of the STOCKCAR\'S ROOF
<BR> COLLAPSES and Indy FALLS THROUGH into the car below.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE STOCKCAR - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY CRASHES down from above. Dust rises.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Ohhh!
<BR>
<BR> INDY\'s eyes take a moment to adjust to the dark. A bit of sunlight leaks in
<BR> through the cracks between the boards.
<BR>
<BR> Then INDY sees it. At the far end of the boxcar. Rising slowly to its feet... an
<BR> AFRICAN LION. The Lion ROARS. The boxcar walls shake. Indy gasps. Dust
<BR> swirls up into the shafts of sunlight.
<BR>
<BR> And INDY has one more surprise in store: The Cross of Cortes has been dislodged
<BR> from his belt during the fall...
<BR>
<BR> INDY glances around, sees a coiled LION TAMER\'S WHIP hanging on a nail. He
<BR> carefully takes it down by the handle. The Lion sees this and GROWLS SOFTLY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY swallows hard and gives the whip a try. It unravels awkwardly, its TIP
<BR> flying back and HITTING INDY IN THE FACE... CUTTING his chin.
<BR>
<BR> The Lion GROWLS LOUDER. Indy quickly gathers up the whip, wets his lips, and
<BR> tries again. This time-success! The WHIP CRACKS SHARPLY. The Lion
<BR> BELLOWS and SWATS the air... and steps back.
<BR>
<BR> INDY looks amazed and delighted. He CRACKS the whip again. The Lion backs
<BR> away even more. Indy inches forward-bends down (never taking his eyes off
<BR> the Lion)-picks up the Cross-and steps back again, sweat pouring down his
<BR> face.
<BR>
<BR> But now... how to get out?
<BR>
<BR> He looks up at the opening through which he fell and sees FEDORA LOOKING
<BR> DOWN AT HIM. Fedora extends his hand.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Toss up the whip.
<BR>
<BR> EXT. THE ROOFTOP OF STOCKCAR
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA, assisted by HALFBREED and ROUGH RIDER, \"reels\" INDY out of the
<BR> Stockcar as the Lion ROARS and lunges and Indy screams.
<BR>
<BR> The men, including ROSCOE, pull INDY through the hole in the roof. He stands to
<BR> face them as ROUGH RIDER points a gun in his direction.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> You\'ve got heart, kid.
<BR> (indicates Cross)
<BR> But that belongs to me.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (takes Cross from his belt)
<BR> It belongs to Coronado.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> Coronado is dead. And so are all
<BR> his grandchildren.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> This should be in a museum.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> Now give me thatl
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE makes a grab for the Cross-but INDY doesn\'t let go. A tug-of-war
<BR> ensues until a SNAKE WIGGLES OUT FROM INDY\'S SHIRTSLEEVE and WRAPS
<BR> AROUND Roscoe\'s hand.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE SCREAMS BLOODY MURDER-releases his grip on the Cross and tries
<BR> to shake off the snake. This is all the opportunity Indy needs. He LEAPS ONTO
<BR> THE NEXT CAR.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Don\'t let him get awayl
<BR>
<BR> INDY swings down to the caboose. He sees a sign above the caboose door reading
<BR> \"DR. FANTASY\'S MAGIC CABOOSE.\"
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Magic?
<BR>
<BR> He glances back at the men and quickly opens the door to the caboose, stepping
<BR> inside.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA puts out his arm, gesturing for the others not to follow INDY.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Hold it. Make sure he doesn\'t
<BR> double back.
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE CABOOSE - DAY
<BR>
<BR> which contains the circus MAGIC EQUIPMENT. INDY rushes to the rear door of
<BR> the caboose but can\'t open it. He hears FEDORA coming, and dives into a MAGIC
<BR> BOX.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Okay, kid. out of the box.
<BR> Now.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA smiles confidently and advances toward the box. The box unexpectedly
<BR> collapses; all four sides flop away... revealing NOTHING. INDY has completely
<BR> vanished.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA is mystified, frustrated and angered. Then he feels a breeze at his back.
<BR> He turns and discovers that the caboose door is open. He rushes out onto the
<BR> balcony and sees:
<BR>
<BR> INDY RUNNING along the tracks, turning up a street of modest clapboard houses.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> Damn.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. STREET - SMALL TOWN - DAY
<BR>
<BR> as INDY runs from the railroad tracks and approaches his house we see the name
<BR> \"JONES\" painted on the mailbox.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad!
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE HOUSE - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY bursts through the front door holding the Cross in his hand. A Husky
<BR> BARKS as Indy runs past in search of his father.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad!
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE STUDY - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY charges in. The study is cluttered with books. Pictures, charts and maps
<BR> clearly reflect the father\'s passion for Medieval studies.
<BR>
<BR> PROFESSOR HENRY JONES is absorbed at his desk. In fact, he is studying a very
<BR> ancient parchment volume which lies open on the desk. The page shows a
<BR> beautifully illuminated picture of what might be a stained-glass window. The
<BR> sketch incorporates a series of Roman numerals. The Professor is not just
<BR> studying it, he is copying it into his own notebook.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR>We never get to see the PROFESSOR\'s face in this scene.
<BR>So INDY CHARGES IN.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad!
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> Out!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It\'s important!
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> Then wait-count to twenty.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> No, Dad. You listen to me-
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> (now he shouts)
<BR> Junior!
<BR>
<BR> No question who is the boss here. INDY gulps, his look says \"What am I going to
<BR> do with this guy?\" And obeys-
<BR> starts counting, VERY, VERY FAINTLY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> One, two, three, four...
<BR>
<BR> Now we see what HENRY is concentrating on. We see his hand
<BR> sketching; then, he holds up one finger.
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> In Greek.
<BR>
<BR> INDY\'s reaction:
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (louder, in Greek)
<BR> One... two... three... four...
<BR>
<BR> An ancient car is heard arriving. Perhaps INDY glimpses it going past the
<BR> window. Anyway, it stops outside the house. Two men sit in the front seat.
<BR> HERMAN sits in the rear, BLOWING A TRUMPET.
<BR>
<BR> INDY\'s reaction: Trouble!
<BR>
<BR> HENRY is just finishing the sketch.
<BR>
<BR> HENRY
<BR> May he who illuminated this...
<BR> illuminate me...
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE FRONT ROOM - DAY
<BR>
<BR> The study door is just closing, INDY closing it behind him... just as HERMAN
<BR> comes through the front door, still playing the trumpet.
<BR>
<BR> INDY reaches for the trumpet, pulling it from HERMAN\'s mouth. Herman
<BR> continues to spit-right into Indy\'s face. Indy flinches.
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN
<BR> I brought the Sheriff.
<BR>
<BR> HERMAN means the SHERIFF, who now enters the house.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Just the man I want to see! Now,
<BR> there were five or six of them.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> (interrupting)
<BR> All right, son.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> ... they came after... me...
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> You still got it?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Well, yes, sir. It\'s right here!
<BR>
<BR> INDY shows the CROSS, more or less handing it to the SHERIFF to make his
<BR> point. The Sheriff takes it casually.
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> I\'m glad to see that... because
<BR> the rightful owner of this Cross
<BR> won\'t press charges, if you give
<BR> it back.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA enters the house, followed by ROSCOE, ROUGH RIDER and HALFBREED.
<BR> He politely removes his hat and holds it in his hand. He nods at INDY in a
<BR> friendly manner.
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> He\'s got witnesses, five or six
<BR> of them.
<BR>
<BR> The SHERIFF and FEDORA are in Cahoots
<BR>
<BR> The SHERIFF hands the Cross to FEDORA. ROSCOE reaches in and takes it from
<BR> Fedora, then runs out the door.
<BR>
<BR> ROSCOE
<BR> Yahoo!
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> As ROSCOE runs outside INDY sees-through the screen door-the MAN IN
<BR> THE PANAMA HAT waiting patiently beside the car that is parked out front.
<BR> Roscoe approaches and gives the Man the Cross-the Man hands Roscoe some
<BR> money in exchange.
<BR>
<BR> The SHERIFF tips his hat and leaves.
<BR>
<BR> SHERIFF
<BR> Good day.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA remains behind for a moment. He turns and speaks to INDY in an ironic
<BR> man-to-man way.
<BR>
<BR> FEDORA
<BR> You lost today, kid, but that
<BR> doesn\'t mean you have to like it.
<BR>
<BR> Then, FEDORA takes off his hat and takes a step towards INDY. He holds the hat
<BR> by the crown, and puts it on Indy\'s head, a show of respect and admiration for
<BR> the boy. The hat blocks Indy\'s face.
<BR>
<BR> CLOSE ON THE TOP OF THE FEDORA HAT
<BR>
<BR> The hat brim fills the screen. As the brim tilts up, WE SEE the face of FULL
<BR> GROWN INDIANA JONES.
<BR>
<BR> And... POW!... he\'s punched in the face while his arms are pinned behind his
<BR> back.
<BR>
<BR> FADE IN TITLE: \"PORTUGUESE COAST-1938\"
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> Small world, Doctor Jones.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Too small for two of us.
<BR>
<BR> THE MAN IN THE PANAMA HAT (years older now) removes the CROSS OF
<BR> CORONADO from Indy\'s belt.
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> This is the second time I\'ve had
<BR> to reclaim my property from you-
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> That belongs in a museum-
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> So do you.
<BR> (he moves his eyeline)
<BR> Throw him over the side.
<BR>
<BR> THE DECK OF A PORTUGUESE CARGO SHIP
<BR>
<BR> It\'s NIGHT. RAIN POURS down. We\'re in the middle of a violent STORM AT SEA.
<BR> Thirty-foot waves crash across the deck.
<BR>
<BR> The TWO PORTUGUESE SAILORS (who have Indy\'s arms pinned behind his back)
<BR> propel INDY across the deck toward the rail.
<BR>
<BR> As they pass a BUNDLE OF FUEL DRUMS, INDY uses the Two Sailors as leverage
<BR> to KICK UP HIS FEET and break open the CLAMP on the metal bands that hold
<BR> the drums together.
<BR>
<BR> INDY jabs his elbows into the stomachs of the startled Sailors and rushes toward
<BR> the MAN IN THE PANAMA HAT.
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT sees INDY coming and hurries toward the ladder that leads up to
<BR> the bridge. Indy withstands the force of waves crashing on the deck and makes
<BR> his way to where Panama Hat is climbing the ladder. He pulls him off the ladder
<BR> from behind the two men fall down on the deck. Indy takes the cross back from
<BR> Panama Hat.
<BR>
<BR> A sailor delivers a powerful blow to Indy\'s face, sending the cross flying out of
<BR> his grip and skittering across the deck. Indy grabs a crowbar and fends off two
<BR> sailors who attack him from the sides.
<BR>
<BR> INDY sees that the Cross is about to be swept overboard. He lunges for it.
<BR>
<BR> He SNATCHES UP the Cross only to be knocked down to the deck by a giant wave.
<BR> He struggles to his feet, managing to avoid the giant fuel drums sliding across the
<BR> deck around him.
<BR>
<BR> SEVERAL MORE DRUMS come INDY\'s way. He sidesteps them all.
<BR>
<BR> PANAMA HAT
<BR> Grab him, he\'s getting away!
<BR> Grab him!
<BR>
<BR> Indy turns around and pummels two sailors with one punch. Indy sees a large
<BR> Stevedore\'s hook above him and he climbs up on crates to reach it. He grabs a
<BR> hold of the hook and uses it to swing all the way across the deck, narrowly
<BR> avoiding a huge wave behind him. He jumps into the rollicking ocean, still
<BR> holding onto the cross. On the ship, a giant fuel drum rolls wildly, falling directly
<BR> onto a crate of TNT. The crate explodes, causing the entire ship to blow, sending
<BR> an enormous orange fireball into the sky.
<BR>
<BR> LONG SHOT - THE BOAT EXPLODING OUT OF THE WATER
<BR>
<BR> as bits of debris fall from the sky like rain.
<BR>
<BR> INDY BOBS UP
<BR>
<BR> in the water amid the debris, holding the Cross in his hand. He grabs for
<BR> something to keep him afloat. It turns out to be one of the ship\'s LIFE
<BR> PRESERVERS. INDY loops his arm through the preserver.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> Only now do we see the FADED LETTERING on the preserver revealing the
<BR> destroyed ship\'s name and city of port:
<BR>
<BR> VAZQUEZ de CORONADO
<BR> BARCELONA
<BR>
<BR> A SHREDDED PANAMA HAT floats past.
<BR>
<BR> EXT. COLLEGE - DAY
<BR> Students walk along brick, tree-lined paths.
<BR>
<BR> INDY (V.O .)
<BR> Archaeology is...
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. COLLEGE LECTURE HALL - DAY
<BR>
<BR> DISSOLVE TO:
<BR>
<BR> INDY, dressed in professorial tweeds, stands before his class. He turns to the
<BR> blackboard with a piece of chalk and writes the word: \"FACT.\"
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> ... the search for fact. Not truth.
<BR> If it\'s truth you\'re interested
<BR> in, Doctor Tyree\'s Philosophy
<BR> class is right down the hall.
<BR>
<BR> Laughter.
<BR>
<BR> INT. CORRIDOR - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> So forget any ideas you\'ve got
<BR> about lost cities, exotic travel,
<BR> and digging up the world. Eve
<BR> do not follow maps to buried
<BR> treasure and \"X\" never, ever,
<BR> marks the spot.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> MARCUS BRODY approaches Indy\'s classroom. He peers through the window in
<BR> the door to see INDY completing his lecture.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Seventy percent of all archaeology
<BR> is done in the library. Research.
<BR> Reading.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. LECTURE HALL - DAY
<BR>
<BR> BRODY enters the lecture hall and stands at the rear of the room.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> We cannot afford to take mythology
<BR> at face value.
<BR>
<BR> The BELL RINGS. INDY stands at his desk as students begin to disperse. A
<BR> pretty coed puts a note on the desk.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Next week: \"Egyptology.\" Starting
<BR> with the excavation of Naukratis
<BR> by Blinders Petrie in 1885. I will
<BR> be in my office if anybody\'s got
<BR> any problems for the next hour
<BR> and a half.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY approaches as the last of the students leaves the lecture hall.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Marcus!
<BR> (slaps his pocket)
<BR> I did it!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> You\'ve got itl
<BR>
<BR> INDY removes the cloth-wrapped Cross from his desk. He places it on the desk
<BR> and takes off his glasses as BRODY examines the Cross.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> You know how long I\'ve been
<BR> looking for that?!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> All your life.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> All my life!
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Well done, Indy. Very well done,
<BR> indeed This will find a place
<BR> of honor in our Spanish collection.
<BR>
<BR> INDY gathers up his books and makes his way toward the door.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> We can discuss my honorarium over
<BR> dinner and champagne tonight.
<BR>
<BR> He turns back toward BRODY, now holding the Cross.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Your treat.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Yes. My treat.
<BR>
<BR> INT. INDY\'S OUTER OFFICE - DAY
<BR>
<BR> Bursting with STUDENTS, all competing for his attention at once: \"Professor
<BR> Jones! \" \"Doctor Jonesl \" etc., etc.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Shush! Shush! Shushl
<BR>
<BR> INDY shoulders his way to the desk of his secretary, an overwhelmed Teaching
<BR> Assistant named IRENE.
<BR>
<BR> IRENE
<BR> Doctor Jones! I\'m so glad you\'re
<BR> back! Your mail is on your desk.
<BR> Here are your phone messages.
<BR>
<BR> MALE STUDENT
<BR> Doctor Jones, you promised...
<BR> Doctor Jones-
<BR>
<BR> IRENE
<BR> This is your appointment schedule.
<BR> And these term papers still haven\'t
<BR> been graded.
<BR>
<BR> INDY takes the term papers then turns to enter his PRIVATE OFFICE. Students
<BR> once again CLAMOR for his attention: \"Doctor Jones!\" \"Wait, Doctor Jonesl\"
<BR> \"My grade!\" \"Sign my registration card!\"
<BR>
<BR> INDY silences the mob with a raised hand.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (very efficiently)
<BR> Okay. Irene, put everyone\'s name
<BR> on a list, in the order they
<BR> arrived, and I\'ll see each and
<BR> every one of them in turn.
<BR>
<BR> The Students descend upon poor IRENE, each claiming to be first. INDY slips into
<BR> his -
<BR>
<BR> PRIVATE OFFICE
<BR>
<BR> where he goes to his desk and finds a thick envelope with a foreign postmark on it.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (softly; reading)
<BR> \"Venice, Italy.\"
<BR>
<BR> Then, INDY stuffs his mail into his coat pockets, goes to the WINDOW, slides it
<BR> open and STEPS OUT INTO THE GARDEN.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. SIDE OF COLLEGE BUILDING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY escapes through the garden.
<BR>
<BR> EXT. FRONT OF COLLEGE BUILDING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY walks briskly toward the street; smiling, erUoying his freedom. As he
<BR> arrives at the curb, a LONG BLACK PACKARD SEDAN pulls up before him.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> MAN (O.S.)
<BR> Doctor Jonesl
<BR>
<BR> THREE MEN step out of the sedan. Everything about them bespeaks \"G-MAN.\"
<BR> The First Man steps behind Indy.
<BR>
<BR> MAN
<BR> Doctor Jones?
<BR>
<BR> INT. PENTHOUSE APARTMENT - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY is ushered into a large Art Deco apartment and left alone. Numerous
<BR> museum-quality artifacts are displayed around the room. Indy takes this
<BR> opportunity to examine them.
<BR>
<BR> After a moment, WALTER DONOVAN enters from across the room. During the
<BR> brief time that the door is open, we HEAR a COCKTAIL PARTY going on in the
<BR> next room: VOICES and SOFT PIANO MUSIC.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN strides across the room toward INDY. Although in his late fifties,
<BR> Donovan has the broad shoulders and trim physique of a much younger man.
<BR> Dressed in a tuxedo, he exudes both confidence and power.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> I trust your trip down was
<BR> comfortable, Doctor Jones. My
<BR> men didn\'t alarm you, I hope.
<BR>
<BR> He shakes hands with INDY.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> My name is Donovan. Walter Donovan.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I know who you are Mr. Donovan.
<BR> Your contributions to the museum
<BR> over the years have been extremely
<BR> generous. Some of the pieces in
<BR> your collection here are very
<BR> impressive.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Well, like yourself, Doctor Jones,
<BR> I have a passion for antiquities.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Have a look over here. This might
<BR> interest you.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN goes to a table where an object is wrapped in cloth. He throws back
<BR> the cloth revealing a flat STONE TABLET-about two feet square, inscribed with
<BR> letters and symbols.
<BR>
<BR> INDY looks impressed. He puts on his glasses to make a closer examination.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Well, it\'s sandstone. Christian
<BR> symbol. Early Latin text. Mid-
<BR> Twelfth Century, I should think.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> That was our assessment as well.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Where did this come from?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> My engineers unearthed it in the
<BR> mountain region north of Ankara
<BR> while excavating for copper.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Can you translate the inscription?
<BR>
<BR> Translating the inscription is no easy matter, even for someone as knowledgeable
<BR> as INDY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (stumbling through it)
<BR> \"... who drinks the water I shall
<BR> give him, says the Lord, will have
<BR> a spring inside him welling up
<BR> for eternal life. Let them bring
<BR> me to your holy mountain in the
<BR> place where you dwell.
<BR>
<BR> Donovan pours champagne into several fluted glasses as Indy reads.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Across the desert and through
<BR> the mountain to the Canyon of
<BR> the Crescent Moon, to the Temple
<BR> where the cup that-\"
<BR>
<BR> Suddenly INDY stops and looks up at DONOVAN with a startled expression.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> \"Where the cup that holds the
<BR> blood of Jesus Christ resides
<BR> forever. \"
<BR>
<BR> (CONT\'D)
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> (reverently)
<BR> The Holy Grail, Doctor Jones.
<BR> The chalice used by Christ during
<BR> the Last Supper. The cup that
<BR> caught His blood at the Crucifixion
<BR> and was entrusted to Joseph of
<BR> Arimathaea.
<BR>
<BR> INDY rubs his chin with a dubious expression as he takes the glass of champagne
<BR> DONOVAN now offers him.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> The Arthur Legend. I\'ve heard
<BR> this bedtime story before.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Eternal life, Doctor Jones! The
<BR> gift of youth to whoever drinks
<BR> from the Grail.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Oh, now that\'s a bedtime story I\'d
<BR> like to wake up to!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> An old man\'s dream.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Every man\'s dream.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Including your father\'s, I believe.
<BR>
<BR> INDY stiffens slightly at the mention of his father, nods.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Grail lore is his hobby.
<BR> He\'s a teacher of Medieval
<BR> Literature. The one the students
<BR> hope they don\'t get.
<BR>
<BR> The door opens and MRS. DONOVAN steps into the room. She\'s a matronly
<BR> woman in an expensive evening gown.
<BR>
<BR> MRS. DONOVAN
<BR> Walter, you\'re neglecting our
<BR> guests.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Be along in a moment, dear.
<BR>
<BR> He leans over and kisses her cheek. MRS. DONOVAN sighs to herself and returns
<BR> to the party. INDY, meanwhile, has turned his attention back to the Grail Tablet,
<BR> obviously hooked by its archaeological promise. He moistens his finger with
<BR> champagne and rubs it over the tablet. DONOVAN steps up next to Indy.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (3)
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Hard to resist, isn\'t it? The
<BR> Holy Grail\'s final resting place
<BR> described in detail!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> What good is it? This Grail
<BR> Tablet speaks of deserts and
<BR> mountains and canyons. Pretty
<BR> vague. Where do you start
<BR> looking? Maybe if the Tablet were
<BR> intact, you\'d have something to
<BR> go on. But the entire top
<BR> portion is missing.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Just the same, an attempt to
<BR> recover the Grail is currently
<BR> underway.
<BR>
<BR> INDY has to shake his head at DONOVAN\'s apparent lack of judgment.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Let me tell you another \"bedtime
<BR> story, \" Doctor Jones.
<BR> After the Grail was entrusted
<BR> to Joseph of Arimathaea, it
<BR> disappeared and was lost for a
<BR> thousand years before it was found
<BR> again by three Knights of the
<BR> First Crusade. Three brothers,
<BR> to be exact.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I\'ve heard this one as well.
<BR> Two of these brothers walked out
<BR> of the desert one hundred and
<BR> fifty years after having found
<BR> the Grail and began the long
<BR> journey back to France. But
<BR> only one of them made it. And
<BR> before dying of extreme old
<BR> age, he supposedly imparted
<BR> his tale to a-to a Franciscan
<BR> friar, I think.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Not \"supposedly,\" Doctor Jones.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN produces an ANCIENT LEATHER-BOUND VOLUME with very brittle
<BR> pages. INDY views the manuscript with considerable interest.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (4)
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> This is the manuscript in which
<BR> the friar chronicled the Knight\'s
<BR> story... it doesn\'t reveal on
<BR> location of the Grail, I\'m afraid...
<BR> but the Knight promised that two
<BR> \"markers\" that had been left
<BR> behind would.
<BR> (indicates the Tablet)
<BR> This Tablet is one of those
<BR> \"markers.\" It proves the Knight\'s
<BR> story is true. But as you pointed
<BR> out-it\'s incomplete.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> Now, the second \"marker\" is
<BR> entombed with the Knight\'s dead
<BR> brother. Our project leader
<BR> believes that tomb to be located
<BR> within the city of Venice, Italy.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> As you can now see, Doctor Jones,
<BR> we\'re about to complete a great
<BR> quest that began almost two
<BR> thousand years ago. We\'re only
<BR> one step away.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> That\'s usually when the ground
<BR> falls out from underneath your
<BR> feet.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> You could be more right than you
<BR> know.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Yes?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> We\'ve hit a snag. our project
<BR> leader has vanished. Along with
<BR> all his research. Uh, we received
<BR> a cable from his colleague, Doctor
<BR> Schneider, who has no idea of his
<BR> whereabouts or what\'s become of
<BR> him.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> I want you to pick up the trail
<BR> where he left off. Find the man
<BR> and you will find the Grail.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (5)
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> You\'ve got the wrong Jones, Mister
<BR> Donovan. Why don\'t you try my
<BR> father?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> (after a pause)
<BR> We already have. Your father is
<BR> the man who\'s disappeared.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. A RESIDENTIAL STREET - DAY
<BR>
<BR> A FORD COUPE speeds down the tree-lined street.
<BR>
<BR> EXT. PROFESSOR HENRY JONES\' HOUSE - DAY
<BR>
<BR> The Ford coupe pulls up in front of the house. INDY climbs from the car and
<BR> hurries up the walkway. BRODY is a step behind.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Your father and I have been
<BR> friends since time began. I\'ve
<BR> watched you grow up, Indy. And
<BR> I\'ve watched the two of you grow
<BR> apart.
<BR> (beat)
<BR> I\'ve never seen you this concerned
<BR> about him before.
<BR>
<BR> They climb the porch and notice that the front door is ajar. They exchange a
<BR> quick look of concern as they enter.
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE HOUSE - LATE AFTERNOON
<BR>
<BR> INDY approaches the half-open front door.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad?
<BR> (to BRODY)
<BR> He\'s an academic A bookworm.
<BR> He\'s not a field mans
<BR>
<BR> He pushes open the door. He enters the house and calls out.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad? Dad?
<BR>
<BR> INDY opens one half of the curtains dividing the hall from the sitting room.
<BR>
<BR> We see the place has been ransacked.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> BRODY sees INDY\'s face and opens the other half.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Dear God.
<BR>
<BR> They walk into the room.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> What has the old fool got
<BR> himself into now?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I don\'t know. But whatever it
<BR> is, he\'s in over his head!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY picks up some mail from Henry\'s cluttered desk.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad?
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> It\'s today\'s mail. And it\'s been
<BR> opened.
<BR>
<BR> INDY turns and sees the pile of torn papers and envelopes. Then something hits
<BR> him.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Mail! That\'s it, Marcus!
<BR>
<BR> He immediately empties his pockets of his own mail taken earlier in the day from
<BR> his college office and finds the envelope with the Venice postmark.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (as he tears it open)
<BR> Venice, Italy!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> What is it?
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INDY uncovers a small book. It looks like a JOURNAL or
<BR> DIARY. Indy flips through it: Page after page of
<BR> handwritten notes and drawings. BRODY glances at it with
<BR> great curiosity.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It\'s Dad\'s Grail Diary. Every
<BR> clue he ever followed. Every
<BR> discovery he made. A complete
<BR> record of his search for the Holy
<BR> Grail. This is his whole life.
<BR> Why would he have sent this to me?
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> I don\'t know. But someone must
<BR> want it pretty badly.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Do you believe, Marcus?
<BR>
<BR> As INDY asks the question, he turns to a PAINTING on the wall: A depiction of
<BR> Christ on the Cross, his blood being captured in a golden chalice.
<BR>
<BR> A SECOND PAINTING on the wall shows Eleventh Century Crusaders plummeting
<BR> to their deaths over a high cliff. One Crusader, however, floats safely in midair
<BR> because he holds the Grail in his hands.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Do you believe the Grail actually
<BR> exists?
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> The search for the Cup of Christ
<BR> is the search for the divine in all
<BR> of us.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY sees that INDY is unsatisfied by this response.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> But if you want facts, Indy, I
<BR> have none to give you. At my age,
<BR> I\'m prepared to take a few things
<BR> on faith.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Call Donovan, Marcus. Tell him
<BR> I\'ll take that ticket to Venice
<BR> now.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> I\'ll tell him we\'ll take two.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. AIRFIELD - DAY
<BR>
<BR> A LIMO is parked beside a PRIVATE AIRLINER that bears the DONOVAN
<BR> CORPORATE LOGO. BRODY peers inside to DONOVAN and INDY.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Tell me, what\'s going to happen
<BR> when we get to Venice?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> Don\'t worry. Doctor Schneider will
<BR> be there to meet you.
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> Schneider?
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> (overlapping)
<BR> I maintain an apartment in Venice,
<BR> at your disposal.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Oh, well. That\'s good. Thank
<BR> you.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY and DONOVAN shake hands. INDY steps from the back seat of the limo.
<BR> He turns back to Donovan and shakes his hand.
<BR>
<BR> DONOVAN
<BR> Doctor Jones. Good luck. Be
<BR> very careful. Don\'t trust anvbody.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. AIRLINER - FLYING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY opens the Grail Diary and thoughtfully turns through the pages. He stops
<BR> at one page and glances at a PENCIL SKETCH of what might be a stained-glass
<BR> window. Below the sketch is a SERIES OF NUMBERS.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. THE PRIVATE AIRLINER - FLYING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> SUPERIMPOSED over a MAP that traces a course from New York City to Venice,
<BR> Italy.
<BR>
<BR> DISSOLVE TO:
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. VENICE - BOAT LANDING - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY and BRODY disembark from the Water Bus onto the Boat Landing as other
<BR> Gondoliers steer their boats in the water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Ah, Venice...
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Yes. Uh, how will we recognize
<BR> this Doctor Schneider when we
<BR> see him?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I don\'t know. Maybe he\'ll know
<BR> us.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> Suddenly a WOMAN comes up to him. Attractive features. Blonde hair. Eyes
<BR> that are bright and intelligent.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Doctor Jones?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Yes?
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> I knew it was you-
<BR>
<BR> She looks at him with an appraising expression that is brazenly flirtatious.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> -you have your father\'s eyes.
<BR>
<BR> INDY is instantly attracted to her.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> And my mother\'s ears. But the
<BR> rest belongs to you.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Looks like the best parts have
<BR> already been spoken for.
<BR>
<BR> INDY grins, enjoying the repartee. The WOMAN turns to BRODY, who tips his hat.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Marcus Brody?
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> That\'s right.
<BR>
<BR> The Woman, DR. ELSA SCHNEIDER, extends her hand to BRODY.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> (introducing herself)
<BR> Doctor Elsa Schneider.
<BR>
<BR> INDY\'s grin fades. BRODY registers a look of surprise.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Uh... how do you do?
<BR>
<BR> CUT TO:
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. VENICE CANAL - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY, BRODY and ELSA walk along the narrow canal, lined with buildings on
<BR> either side.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> The last time I saw your father
<BR> we were in the library. He was
<BR> very close to tracking down the
<BR> Knight\'s Tomb. I\'ve never seen
<BR> him so excited. He was as giddy
<BR> as a schoolboy.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Who? Attila the Professor? He
<BR> was never giddy, even when he was
<BR> a schoolboy!
<BR>
<BR> INDY can\'t take his eyes off ELSA. Perhaps he\'s feeling a bit like a schoolboy
<BR> himself right now. As they cross over a bridge to the opposite side of the canal,
<BR> Indy steals a flower from a street vendor. He holds it out to Elsa.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Fraulein-will you permit me?
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> I usually don\'t.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I usually don\'t either.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> In that case, I permit you.
<BR>
<BR> INDY gives her the flower.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It would make me very happy.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> But I\'m already sad-by tomorrow
<BR> it will have faded.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Tomorrow I\'ll steal you another.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> (cutting in)
<BR> I hate to interrupt you-but the
<BR> reason we\'re here-
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> (interrupting)
<BR> Yes. I have something to show
<BR> you.
<BR>
<BR> She hands a slip of paper to INDY.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> I left your father working in
<BR> the library. He sent me to the
<BR> map section to fetch an ancient
<BR> plan of the city. When I got back
<BR> to his table-he\'d gone-with
<BR> all his papers-except for that
<BR> scrap which I found near his chair.
<BR>
<BR> INDY extends the scrap of paper to BRODY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Roman numerals.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT. VENICE PIAZZA - DAY
<BR>
<BR> ELSA leads INDY and BRODY into the large piazza. People walk about and sit at
<BR> tables in front of a large building.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Here is the library.
<BR>
<BR> They have arrived at the front steps of the library.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> That doesn\'t look much like a
<BR> library.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> It looks like a converted church.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA leads the way inside.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. THE LIBRARY - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY, BRODY and ELSA enter, their heels CLICKING across the marble floor.
<BR>
<BR> We notice, along with INDY and BRODY, that the library contains many stained-
<BR> glass windows.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> In this case it\'s the literal
<BR> truth. We\'re on holy ground.
<BR> These columns over here...
<BR>
<BR> She indicates FOUR HUGE MARBLE COLUMNS that go from floor to ceiling.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> ... were brought back as spoils
<BR> of war after the sacking of
<BR> Byzantium during the Crusades.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> INDY glances at the Columns, then notices a Stained-Glass Window that depicts a
<BR> Knight of the Crusades. Indy lingers for a moment in front of the window.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Now please excuse me. The library\'s
<BR> closing in a few moments. I\'ll
<BR> arrange for us to stay a little
<BR> longer.
<BR>
<BR> The minute ELSA is out of earshot.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Marcus-I\'ve seen this window
<BR> before.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Where?
<BR>
<BR> INDY whips out the Grail Diary and opens it to the sketch he noticed in the
<BR> airplane.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Right here. In Dad\'s Diary.
<BR> You see?
<BR>
<BR> BRODY glances at the Diary, then at the window-noticing that the Roman
<BR> numerals in question have been worked into the window\'s design.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Look, Indy. The Roman numerals!
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad was onto something here!
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Well, now we know the source of
<BR> the numbers, but we still don\'t
<BR> know what they mean.
<BR>
<BR> INDY and BRODY now see ELSA approaching. Indy quickly tucks the Diary back
<BR> into his pocket.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (explaining to Brody)
<BR> My dad sent me this Diary for a
<BR> reason. Until we find out why,
<BR> I suggest we keep it to ourselves.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Find something?
<BR>
<BR> INDY doesn\'t reply. He\'s looking in five directions at once. His eyes moving
<BR> across the walls and ceilings-charged with the thrill of discovery.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (2)
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> (to ELSA)
<BR> Uh, yes. Three, seven and tent
<BR> That window seems to be the source
<BR> of the Roman numerals.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> My God, I must be blind
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Dad wasn\'t looking for a book
<BR> about the Knight\'s Tomb... he was
<BR> looking for the Tomb itself
<BR>
<BR> ELSA wears a blank expression.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Don\'t you get it? The Tomb is
<BR> somewhere in the library! You
<BR> said yourself it used to be a
<BR> church! Look.
<BR>
<BR> INDY\'s eyes travel up one of the four huge marble columns.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Three.
<BR>
<BR>INDY looks again to the stained-glass window. He points.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Three!
<BR>
<BR> INDY has discovered that each Column is numbered with a Roman Numeral. Indy
<BR> hurries away toward Column VII. All BRODY and ELSA can do now is try to keep
<BR> up with him.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Seven.
<BR>
<BR> He points again to the stained-glass window.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Seven... Ten.
<BR>
<BR> He looks down to the scrap of paper in his hands.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> And ten. Now where\'s the ten?
<BR> Look around for the ten.
<BR>
<BR> INDY walks past aisles of book-lined shelves. He stops, turns, then looks down.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED: (3)
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Three, seven and ten.
<BR>
<BR> He climbs a spiral staircase leading up to a LOFT and looks down at BRODY and
<BR> ELSA. The floor beneath their feet is an elaborate tile design containing a huge
<BR> \"X\"-visible only from this higher angle.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Ten.
<BR> (wryly; to himself)
<BR> \"X\" marks the spot.
<BR>
<BR> INDY rushes down the staircase and goes to the CENTER TILE where the two
<BR> sides of the X intersect. He blows dust away from the tile and tries to pry it up,
<BR> but cannot.
<BR>
<BR> INDY rushes past BRODY to a cordon held in place by a brass stand underneath
<BR> the stained-glass window.
<BR> INDY raises the brass stand and timing his actions, hits the tile precisely as the
<BR> Librarian stamps a book. The Librarian regards the stamper curiously.
<BR>
<BR> INDY continues to pound at the tile as the Librarian resumes his stamping, still
<BR> puzzled by the SOUND ECHOING through the library.
<BR>
<BR> Finally INDY breaks the tile. As he bends to remove the pieces of broken tile, a
<BR> TWO-FOOT SQUARE HOLE IS REVEALED.
<BR>
<BR> Cold air and a wet, rancid smell escape from the hole.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Bingo.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> You don\'t disappoint, Doctor Jones.
<BR> You\'re a great deal like your
<BR> father.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Except he\'s lost, and I\'m not.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Lower me down.
<BR>
<BR> INDY is impressed with Elsa\'s spirit, and cooperates agreeably-holding her by
<BR> the hands and lowering her into the hole. When her feet finally touch ground
<BR> below, Indy releases his grip on her and slips the Grail Diary to BRODY.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Look after this for me, will you?
<BR>
<BR> Then INDY disappears into the hole.
<BR>
<BR> INT. CATACOMBS BELOW LIBRARY - DAY
<BR>
<BR> INDY jumps down a steep step. He reaches back to help ELSA.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Come on.
<BR>
<BR> INDY and ELSA glance around. This is really a horrid place. Dark and dank.
<BR> foul smelling. Elsa turns. She removes a cigarette lighter with a unique ivory
<BR> four-leaf clover design.
<BR>
<BR> INDY and ELSA inspect markings carved onto the walls.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Pagan symbols. Fourth or Fifth
<BR> Century.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Right. Six hundred years before
<BR> the Crusades.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> The Christians would have dug
<BR> their own passages and burial
<BR> chambers centuries later.
<BR>
<BR> INDY takes the lighter from her and lights their way down a dark passageway.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> That\'s right. If there\'s a
<BR> Knight of the First Crusade
<BR> entombed down here, that\'s where
<BR> we\'ll find him.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INT. LIBRARY - DAY
<BR>
<BR> THREE MEN carrying guns make their way down the spiral staircase toward an
<BR> unsuspecting BRODY. One of the Men, KAZIM, raises his gun and brings it down
<BR> hard on Brody\'s head.
<BR>
<BR> BRODY
<BR> Ohhhh. . .
<BR>
<BR> KAZIM gestures with his gun toward the now-unconscious BRODY. The other two
<BR> men take Brody\'s hands and drag him into one of the book-lined aisles.
<BR>
<BR> INT. ANOTHER PART OF THE CATACOMBS - DAY
<BR>
<BR> DECOMPOSING CORPSES rest in niches carved into the stone walls. Grotesque
<BR> skeletal remains with rotting linen stretched across blackened bones.
<BR>
<BR> INDY holds the lighter up as he and ELSA inspect symbols carved into the walls.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> ELSA spots a symbol cut into the wall that she doesn\'t recognize. As she blows
<BR> away some cobwebs:
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> What\'s this one?
<BR>
<BR> INDY only has to give it a quick glance to know.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> The Ark of the Covenant.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Are you sure?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (deadpan)
<BR> Pretty sure.
<BR>
<BR> INDY holds the lighter up and he and ELSA enter another dark passageway.
<BR>
<BR> ANOTHER PART OF THE CATACOMBS
<BR>
<BR> INDY steps to the wall and runs his hand over the stone. He scrapes the cobwebs
<BR> away to reveal the ROMAN NUMERAL \"X.\"
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Watch out.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA now holds the lighter as INDY rams his shoulder into the wall. The wall
<BR> collapses on impact and Indy falls through into another room.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> ANOTHER ROOM - THE CATACOMBS
<BR>
<BR> as INDY falls through the hole in the wall onto rocks surrounded by bubbling,
<BR> green, slimy liquid. More skeletons surround him, resting in their carved niches.
<BR> ELSA holds the lighter as she peers in at him through the hole in the wall.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Petroleum. I could sink a well
<BR> down here and retire.
<BR>
<BR> INDY reaches up and tears a piece of cloth from one of the skeletons, which
<BR> breaks apart and falls into the oil-slick water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY uses the scrap of cloth and a bone to fashion a crude torch, which he then
<BR> dips into the oily water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Give me the lighter.
<BR>
<BR> ANOTHER PART OF THE CATACOMBS
<BR>
<BR> Using the cloth-wrapped bone torch to guide their way, INDY and ELSA come
<BR> upon a NARROW PASSAGEWAY. The water is knee-deep and TEEMING WITH
<BR> RATS. Thousands of them Crawling on one another\'s backs. SQUEALING.
<BR> Squirming. Thrashing in the water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Oh, rats...
<BR>
<BR> ELSA gasps as the rats scamper between her legs.
<BR>
<BR> INDY moves forward through the rat-infested water as ELSA follows, still gasping
<BR> in horror. Suddenly he slips into a hole. Recovering his balance, he reaches out
<BR> to Elsa.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Come onl
<BR>
<BR> She gasps once again, terrified. INDY lifts her and carries ELSA as he moves
<BR> forward.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> THE CATACOMBS - THE HOLE IN THE WALL
<BR>
<BR> KAZIM and his men step to the opening Indy made earlier and shine their
<BR> flashlights through to the rat-infested water.
<BR>
<BR> ANOTHER PART OF THE CATACOMBS
<BR>
<BR> More rat-infested water as ELSA, now walking again, follows INDY through
<BR> another passageway lined with skulls and bones.
<BR>
<BR> INDY reaches for a wall to steady himself and inadvertently grabs a skeleton. A
<BR> bone comes loose in his hand as rats scurry about and leap at him from all
<BR> directions.
<BR>
<BR> He takes a moment to compose himself, then steps across the water to ELSA\'s
<BR> side. He steps into the water, then reaches up to help Elsa do the same.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Come here.
<BR>
<BR> LARGE BURIAL CHAMBER
<BR>
<BR> The chamber is flooded with black, briny water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Look. . .
<BR>
<BR> In the center of the chamber, jutting up above the water, is what amounts to an
<BR> \"island altar\" on which SEVERAL ANCIENT COFFINS rest. They move toward the
<BR> altar.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> INDY and ELSA begin to inspect the ornately carved COFFINS like the scholars of
<BR> antiquity that they are. These are big oak caskets held together by straps of
<BR> etched brass.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It must be one of these...
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Look at the artistry of these
<BR> carvings and the scrollwork.
<BR>
<BR> One coffin is elevated above the others.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> It\'s this one.
<BR>
<BR> Together they begin to push on the lid-STRAINING and GROANING until it
<BR> slides away and BANGS against the stone platform.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INSIDE THE COFFIN
<BR>
<BR> lie the DECOMPOSED REMAINS of a KNIGHT IN ARMOR. INDY and ELSA look
<BR> in...Elsa gasps.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> This is itl we found it! Look-
<BR> the engraving on the Shield. It\'s
<BR> the same as on the Grail Tablets
<BR> The Shield is the Second Marker!
<BR>
<BR> INDY unfolds a piece of paper and holds it over the shield.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> What\'s that?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> It\'s a rubbing Dad made of the
<BR> Grail Tablet.
<BR>
<BR> The missing portion of the rubbing is completed by the shield.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Just like your father-giddy
<BR> as a schoolboy.
<BR>
<BR> INDY laughs.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> Wouldn\'t it be wonderful if he
<BR> were here now to see this?
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> (chuckles)
<BR> He never would have made it past
<BR> the rats! He hates rats! He\'s
<BR> scared to death of them!
<BR>
<BR> CLOSE - A HAND
<BR>
<BR> as it lights a match.
<BR>
<BR> PULL BACK TO REVEAL KAZIM dropping the lighted match into the oil-slick
<BR> water.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> INDY AND ELSA
<BR>
<BR> ELSA holds the torch. INDY looks around. Listens. Something is wrong. And
<BR> then he sees the GLOW OF FIRELIGHT dancing across the Catacomb walls.
<BR>
<BR> This is followed by THOUSANDS OF RATS FLEEING from around the corner of the
<BR> Narrow Passageway, STAMPEDING toward ELSA and INDY-SHRIEKING and
<BR> SQUEALING as they approach.
<BR>
<BR> The rats literally wash over them-like a rodent tidal wave-in their efforts to
<BR> escape a:
<BR>
<BR> HUGE ORANGE BALL OF FIRE
<BR>
<BR> ROARING around the corner hurtling towards them-feeding on the oil slick;
<BR> consuming the oxygen.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA SCREAMS.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Get back! Back against the wall.
<BR>
<BR> INDY braces his back against the altar and TOPPLES THE COFFIN with his feet.
<BR> It CRASHES against the stone platform and SPLASHES into the water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Quick! Under it!
<BR>
<BR> They jump into the water beside the bobbing, overturned coffin.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Air pocket!
<BR>
<BR> ELSA hesitates. INDY literally DUNKS her and pushes her underneath.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> UNDER THE COFFIN
<BR>
<BR> ELSA surfaces into the air pocket created by the coffin, SPUTTERING and
<BR> SPITTING.
<BR>
<BR> Now INDY pops up into the air pocket. He looks at ELSA-they are both soaking
<BR> wet.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> Don\'t wander off.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR>CONTINUED:
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> What?
<BR>
<BR> INDY disappears under the water and swims out from under the coffin.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA
<BR> What?
<BR>
<BR> UNDER THE WATER
<BR>
<BR> INDY swims, looking for an escape route.
<BR>
<BR> UNDER THE COFFIN
<BR>
<BR> The rats are beginning to force their way inside, swimming through the water
<BR> and climbing on ELSA, who squirms and screams in terror.
<BR>
<BR> INDY pops back up through the water.
<BR>
<BR> INDY
<BR> I think I\'ve found a way out.
<BR> Deep breath.
<BR>
<BR> ELSA groans. They take a deep breath and both dive under the water.
<BR>
<BR>
<BR> EXT.