The Trilogy of Jones:

Ok, so, I want to make a POTCO version of the Indiana Jones Trilogy. We will start off by doing " Raiders of the Lost Ark ", and end with " Kingdom of the Crystal Skull ". This IS POTCO related, as we are filming this on POTCO. Marc Cannonshot or GenLawrence, I would very much like one of you to film this. You may have up to 2 parts, one

MAIN, and another small.

CAST[]

Dr. Indiana Jones:

Marion Ravenwood [1]:

René Belloq: User:BoogieMango

Toht: User:Mikhail Volkov

Herman Dietrich: User:Jeremiah Garland

Sallah: Chris Swordbones/User:Parax.

Gobler: User:Lord Matthew Blastshot ( Maybe )

Katanga ( dark-skinned ):

German Mechanic:

Pilot: User:Boogiemango

Monkey Man:

German Soldier #1:

German Soldier #2:

German Soldier #3:

German Soldier #4:

German Soldier #5:

Abu:

Script #1[]

    

               FADE IN:

               EXT. PERU - HIGH JUNGLE - DAY

               The dense, lush rain forests of the eastern slopes of the 
               Andes, the place known as "The Eyebrow of the Jungle". Ragged, 
               jutting canyon walls are half-hidden by the thick mists.

               The MAIN TITLE is followed by this:

                                           PERU
'                                           1936

               A narrow trail across the green face of the canyon. A group 
               of men make their way along it. At the head of the party is 
               an American, INDIANA JONES. He wears a short leather jacket, 
               a flapped holster, and a brimmed felt hat with a weird feather 
               stuck in the band. Behind him come two Spanish Peruvians, 
               SATIPO and BARRANCA. Bringing up the rear are five Yagua 
               INDIANS. They act as porters and are wrangling the two heavily-
               packed llamas. The Indians become increasingly nervous. They 
               speak to each other in bursts of Quechua. The American, who 
               is known to his friends as Indy, glances back at them.

                                     BARRANCA
                              (irritated)
                         They're talking about the Curse again!

               He turns and yells at the Indians in Quechua, his anger giving 
               an indication of his own fears. The party reaches a break in 
               the canyon wall and takes the trail through it.

               When they emerge, their destination is revealed to them in 
               the distance. Beyond a thick stand of trees is the vegetation-
               enshrouded TEMPLE OF THE CHACHAPOYAN WARRIORS.

               The entire party is struck by the sight. The Indians, 
               terrified now, chatter away. Suddenly the three at the back 
               turn and run, dropping their packs as they go. Barranca yells 
               at the fleeing Indians and pulls his pistol out. He starts 
               to raise his arm to aim but Indy restrains it in a muscular 
               grip.

                                     INDY
                         No.

               Barranca looks evilly at Indy's hand upon him. Indy releases 
               him and smiles in a friendly way.

                                     INDY
                         We don't need them.

               Satipo watches this confrontation with some concern.

                                     BARRANCA
                         I do not carry supplies.

                                     INDY
                         We'll leave them. Once we've got it, 
                         we'll be able to reach the plane by 
                         dusk.

               He turns back to the trail. Satipo gets the two remaining 
               Indians moving behind Indy. Satipo and Barranca then have a 
               fast, silent communication: Barranca indicates his desire to 
               slit Indy's throat; Satipo gives him a look that says "Be 
               patient, you idiot".

               THE APPROACH TO THE TEMPLE

               The party fans out to fight their way through the entwined 
               trees that guard the temple. Visibility is cut to five feet 
               in the heavy mist. Satipo extracts a short, native dart from 
               a tree and examines the point gingerly

                                     SATIPO
                              (showing Indy)
                         The Hovitos are near. The poison is 
                         still fresh... three days. They're 
                         following us, I tell you.

                                     INDY
                         If they knew we were here, they would 
                         have killed us already.

               The two Indiana jabber in Quechua, near hysteria. Barranca 
               is sweating profusely, eyes darting. He yells at the Indians 
               in Quechua to "shut up".

               In the undergrowth, there is slithering movement.

               Indian #1 draws aside a branch and is faced with a horrific 
               stone sculpture of a Chachapoyan demon. The Indian is so 
               frightened no sound comes out when he screams. He turns and 
               runs silently away.

               Indian #2 calls to his friend. Getting no response, he steps 
               in that direction. A huge macaw, flushed from the undergrowth, 
               screams and flies away. Indian #2 does exactly the same thing, 
               never to be seen again.

               Indy, Satipo and Barranca, just clearing the trees, look 
               back in that direction. They all turn to face the Temple.

               It is dark and awesome. Vegetation curls from every crevice, 
               over each elaborate frieze. The entrance - round, open and 
               black - has been designed to look like open jaws.

                                     INDY
                         So this is where Forrestal cashed 
                         in.

                                     SATIPO
                         A friend of yours?

                                     INDY
                         Competitor. He was good, very good.

                                     BARRANCA
                              (nervous)
                         No one has ever come out of there 
                         alive. Why should we put our faith 
                         in you?

               Indy takes the weird feather from the band of his hat. From 
               around its point, he slips a tightly rolled piece of 
               parchment. Barranca and Satipo exchange a quick "So that's 
               where is was!" look. They all kneel as Indy spreads out the 
               parchment. On it is one-half of a crude floorplan of the 
               Temple.

                                     INDY
                         No one ever had what we have... 
                         partners.

               Indy fixes them with an expectant stare. Satipo produces a 
               similar, but folded, piece of parchment. He lays it - the 
               other half of the floorplan - next to Indy's. They all regard 
               it for a moment, then Indy stands and walks toward the Temple. 
               Barranca's eyes are shining as they dart between the floorplan 
               and Satipo.

                                     INDY
                              (back turned)
                         Assuming that pillar there marks the 
                         corner and...

               Barranca is suddenly on his feet, quietly drawing his pistol. 
               He raises it toward Indy as Satipo realizes with alarm what 
               he's doing. Too late. Indy's head turns and he sees Barranca.

               Indy's next move is amazing, graceful and fast, yet totally 
               unhurried. His right hand slides up under the back of his 
               leather jacket and emerges grasping the handle of a neatly 
               curled bullwhip. With the same fluid move that brings Indy's 
               body around to face the Peruvian, the whip uncoils to its 
               full ten foot length and flashes out.

               The fall of the whip (the unplaited strip at the end of the 
               lash) wraps itself around Barranca's hand and pistol. He 
               could not drop the gun now if he tried.

               Indy gives the whip a short pull and Barranca's arm in jerked 
               down, where it involuntarily discharges the gun into the 
               dirt. Barranca is amazed, but feels some slack in the whip 
               and immediately raises the gun toward Indy again, cocking it 
               with his free hand.

               Indy's face goes hard. And sad.

               Indy sweeps his arm in a wide arc. Barranca spins around, 
               enclosed in the whip, his gun hand stuck tight against his 
               body. Indy gives one more short jerk on the whip handle and 
               Barranca's gun fires. Barranca falls dead.

               Indy looks quickly at Satipo, who is shocked and frightened. 
               He raises his arms in supplication.

                                     SATIPO
                         I knew nothing! He was crazy! Please!

               Indy looks him over, then nods. He frees the whip from 
               Barranca's body and picks up the man. His eyes sweep the 
               surrounding woods.

                                     INDY
                         Let's go.

               INT. TEMPLE - INCLINED PASSAGE - DAY

               Indy and Satipo, carrying a torch, walk up the slightly 
               inclined, tubular passage from the main entrance. The interior 
               is wet and dark, hanging with plant life and stalactites. 
               Their echoing footsteps intermittently overpower the sounds 
               of loud dripping, whistling air drafts and scampering claws.

               HALL OF SHADOWS

               Indy leads the way down a twisting hallway, Satipo's torch 
               barely lighting his way from behind. Indy disappears in a 
               shadow and when he reappears a moment later a huge black 
               tarantula is crawling up the back of his jacket. Indy doesn't 
               notice and disappears into another shadow, emerging with two 
               more tarantulas on his back.

               Satipo sees them and makes a frightened grunting sound. Indy 
               looks at him, sees what he's pointing at and casually brushes 
               all three spiders off with his rolled whip, as he would a 
               fly. Satipo pirouettes for an inspection and Indy flicks one 
               off the Peruvian's back.

               Indy begins picking up little pocket-sized artifacts from 
               the niches and ledges of the Temple. He continues to do this 
               as the men penetrate the Temple. His collecting is quick and 
               expert, evaluating the pieces in an instant, discarding some, 
               stuffing others into his clothes, and never stopping his 
               forward progress.

               CHAMBER OF LIGHT

               The men reach an arch in the hall. The small chamber ahead, 
               which interrupts the hall, is brightly lit by a shaft of 
               sunlight from high above. Indy stops, looks it over.

                                     SATIPO
                         What's wrong? Are you lost?

               Indy picks up a stick and throws it through the shaft of 
               light. Giant spikes spring together from the sides of the 
               chamber with a ferocious CLANG! And impaled on the spikes 
               are the remains of a white man, half-fleshed, half skeleton, 
               in explorer-type grab. Indy reaches out and takes hold of 
               the man's carcass. As the spikes slowly retract, Indy pulls 
               it free and seats the remains gently on the floor.

                                     INDY
                         Forrestal.

                                     SATIPO
                              (gulps)
                         We can go no further.

                                     INDY
                         Now, Satipo, we don't want to be 
                         discouraged by every little thing.

               Indy steps sideways into the chamber. His back pressed against 
               the very points of the retracted spikes, he moves along the 
               edge of the light beam, and steps clear on the other side. 
               Satipo grimaces and begins sweating his way through.

               STAIRWAY

               Indy and Satipo come down stone stairs to a tight landing. 
               Framing the entry are a carefully strung network of dead 
               vines, each somehow hooked into the wall, narrowing the 
               opening even more.

                                     INDY
                              (taking torch)
                         Let me see that.

               He lowers the torch to the floor of the landing. The landing 
               is carpeted with human skeletons, one on top of another, all 
               squashed flat as cardboard. Satipo gasps. Indy looks up at 
               the ceiling of the landing, then steps onto skeletons, which 
               make a cracking noise under his feet.

                                     INDY
                         Try not to touch the vines.

               FOYER OF THE SANCTUARY

               The men are in a high, straight hallway 50 feet long.

               The door at the end is flooded with sunlight.

                                     SATIPO
                         Señor, I think we are very close.

               Indy stands still looking at the hall.

                                     SATIPO
                              (impatient)
                         Let us hurry. There is nothing to 
                         fear here.

                                     INDY
                         That's what scares me.

               They begin walking down the hall side by side. Satipo has 
               inched a little ahead. Suddenly his lead foot comes down and 
               through the floor! As Satipo begins to pitch forward, Indy 
               grabs him by the belt and pulls him back. They both look 
               down at the "floor".

               Indy swings his whip across the floor. Fifteen feet of it 
               cuts open beneath the lash, falling away to reveal black pit 
               as wide as the hall. The illusory floor was made of dust-
               covered cobwebs. Satipo picks up a stone and drops it down 
               the pit. No sound. The two men exchange glances. Indy looks 
               up at the high roof of the hall. He swings the whip up around 
               a support beam, tests its strength with a pull and swings 
               over the pit on the whip. From the other side he swings the 
               whip back to Satipo, who throws Indy the torch. Satipo swings 
               across. When they are both standing on solid floor there is 
               a moment of quiet in which they hear, from far, far below - 
               SPLASH! Indy wedges the whip handle into the wall and leaves 
               it strung to the beam for quick retreat.

               THE SANCTUARY

               A large, domed room. Ten evenly-spaced skylights send their 
               shafts of sunlight down to a unique tiled floor: white and 
               black tiles laid out in a lovely, intricate pattern. Indy 
               and Satipo stand at the door and look across the wide room 
               at the altar. There, in the supreme hallowed spot, is a tiny 
               jeweled figurine, Indy's real objective.

               Two torches, many years old, are in holders by the door. 
               Indy takes one down and lights it. He gives the regular torch 
               to Satipo.

                                     SATIPO
                         There's plenty of light, amigo.

               Indy kneels and uses the unlit end of the torch to reach out 
               and tap a white tile. It is solid. He taps a black tile. 
               There is a whizzing sound and a tiny dark sticks in the torch. 
               Satipo points to the wall nearby: there is a recessed hole 
               there.

                                     SATIPO
                         From that hole!

               Indy nods, stands and looks around the sanctuary. The entire 
               room is honey-comed with the same kind of hole. Satipo sees 
               it too and is properly impressed.

                                     INDY
                         You wait here.

                                     SATIPO
                         If you insist, señor.

               Torch in hand, Indy begins his careful walk across the 
               sanctuary. Stepping only on the white tiles, he almost appears 
               to be doing a martial arts kata. Before each big move he 
               waves the torch in front of him head to toe, looking at the 
               flame. Halfway out, he sees something on the floor and kneels 
               to look at it.

               A dead bird lies on one of the white tiles. Its body is 
               riddled with little deadly darts. This has great significance 
               to Indy and he stands with even greater caution. He waves 
               the torch ahead of him and at waist height an air current 
               whips at the flame. Indy ducks under it and leaves a burn 
               mark on the white tile beneath it.

               Satipo watches, wide-eyed and mystified.

               Indy reaches the altar. The tiny idol looks both fierce and 
               beautiful. It rests on a pedestal of polished stone. Indy 
               looks the whole set-up over very carefully. From his jacket 
               he takes a small, canvas drawstring bad. He begins filling 
               it with dirt from around the case of the altar. When he has 
               created a weight that he thinks approximates the weight of 
               the idol, he bounces it a couple times in his palm 
               concentrating. It's clear he wants to replace the idol with 
               the bag as smoothly as possible. His hand seems ready to do 
               that once, when he stops, takes a breath and loosens his 
               shoulder muscles. Now he sets himself again. And makes the 
               switch! The idol is now in his hand, the bag on the pedestal. 
               For a long moment it sits there, then the polished stone 
               beneath the bag drops five inches. This sets off an AURAL 
               CHAIN REACTION of steadily increasing volume as some huge 
               mysterious mechanism rumbles into action deep in the temple.

               Indy spins and starts his kata back across the sanctuary at 
               four times the speed.

               Satipo's eyes widen in terror. He turns and runs.

               THE RETREAT - INTERCUTTING INDY AND SATIPO

               The sanctuary has begun to rumble and shake in response to 
               the mysterious mechanism. Just as Indy goes out the door, a 
               rock shakes loose from the wall and rolls onto the tiles 
               floor. Immediately, a noisy torrent of poison darts fills 
               the room.

               IN THE FOYER

               Satipo swings across the pit. He makes it just as the whip 
               comes undone from the beam, leaving Indy without an escape. 
               Satipo, extremely nervous, regards the whip a moment then 
               turns back to face Indy, who has run up to the far side of 
               the pit.

                                     SATIPO
                         No time to argue. Throw me the idol, 
                         I throw you the whip.

               Indy hesitates, eyeing the rumbling walls.

                                     SATIPO
                         You have no choice! Hurry!

               Indy concurs with that assessment. He tosses the idol across 
               the pit to Satipo. Satipo stuffs it in the front pocket of 
               his jacket, gives Indy a look, then drops the whip on the 
               floor and runs.

                                     SATIPO
                         Adios, amigo!

               Indy grimaces. He had a feeling this might happen. He looks 
               around.

               AT THE VINED LANDING

               Satipo flies through like a chubby ballet dancer and takes 
               the steps five at a time.

               IN THE FOYER

               Indy runs in full stride to the edge of the pit and broad 
               jumps into space. He doesn't make it. His body hits the far 
               side of the pit and he begins to slide out of view. Only 
               wild clawing with his fingers at the edge of the pit stops 
               his descent. With just the tips of his fingers over the edge, 
               he begins pulling himself up.

               AT THE CHAMBER OF LIGHT

               Satipo has slowed down. He begins to edge carefully around 
               the light shaft.

               AT THE VINED LANDING

               Indy sails through sideways and rolls to a stop at the bottom 
               of the steps. His whip is grasped in his hand. As he raises 
               himself, he hears, from above the giant spikes of the Chamber 
               of Light CLANG! and an abrupt, sickening rendition of SATIPO'S 
               LAST SCREAM. Indy runs up the steps. The rumbling sound grows 
               louder.

               AT THE CHAMBER OF LIGHT

               Indy slides to a stop. The spikes have retracted, taking 
               Satipo's body to one side. Indy edges into the chamber with 
               his back to the shaft of light. Soon he is face to face with 
               the dead Satipo; spikes protrude from several vital spots in 
               the Peruvian's body. Indy removes the idol from Satipo's 
               pocket and moves quickly out the other side.

                                     INDY
                         Adios.

               THE INCLINED PASSAGE

               Indy shoots out of a cut-off hallway and turns toward the 
               exit. The rumbling is very loud and now we see why: right 
               behind Indy a huge boulder comes roaring around a corner of 
               the passage, perfectly form-fitted to the passageway. It 
               obliterates everything before it, sending the stalactites 
               shooting ahead like missiles. Indy dashes for the light of 
               the exit. His hat flies off his head. Almost immediately it 
               is crushed by the boulder. Indy dives out the end of the 
               passage as the boulder slams to a perfect fit at the entrance, 
               sealing the Temple.

               EXT. FRONT OF THE TEMPLE - DAY

               Indy lies on the ground, gasping for air. A shadow falls 
               across him and he looks up.

               WHAT HE SEES

               Looming above him are three figures. Two are HOVITOS WARRIORS 
               in full battle paint and loin cloths. They carry long blow 
               guns. But the man in the center draws Indy's attention. He 
               is a tall, impressive white man, dressed in full safari outfit 
               including pith helmet. His name is EMILE BELLOQ. His face is 
               thin, powerful; his eyes hypnotic; his smile charming, yet 
               lethal. His heavily French-accented speech is deep, 
               mellifluous, wonderful. Back beyond Belloq and his two 
               escorts, thirty more Hovitos Warriors hover at the edge of 
               the trees.

                                     BELLOQ
                         Dr. Jones, you choose the wrong 
                         friends. This time it will cost you.

               Belloq extends his hand. Indy looks at it, then produces the 
               idol and hands it to Belloq. Belloq extends his other hand, 
               smiling. Indy hands over his gun. Belloq sticks it in his 
               jacket.

                                     BELLOQ
                         And you thought I'd given up.

                                     INDY
                              (eyeing the Hovitos)
                         Too bad they don't know you like I 
                         do, Belloq.

                                     BELLOQ
                              (smiles)
                         Yes, too bad. You could warn them... 
                         if only you spoke Hovitos.

               With that, Belloq turns dramatically and holds the idol high 
               for all the Hovitos to see and says something in Hovitos. 
               There is a murmur of recognition and all the Indians, 
               including Belloq's escorts, prostrate themselves upon the 
               ground, heads down.

               Indy is immediately up and running toward the edge of the 
               clearing.

                                     BELLOQ
                              (in Hovitos)
                         Kill him!

               AT THE EDGE OF THE CLEARING

               Indy disappears into the foliage. An instant later, the leaves 
               are peppered with a rain of poison darts and spears.

               EXT. THE JUNGLE - INDY'S RUN - VARIOUS SHOTS - DAY

               Indy runs like hell through steadily falling terrain. And 
               always close behind, a swift gang of angry Hovitos. 
               Occasionally they get close enough to send a dart or spear 
               whizzing past Indy's head.

               EXT. THE URUBAMBA RIVER - DUSK

               An amphibian plane sits in the water beneath a green cliff. 
               Sitting on the wing is JOCK, the British pilot. Indy breaks 
               out of some distant brush and runs along the path at the top 
               of the cliff.

                                     INDY
                              (yelling)
                         Get it going! Get it going!

               Jock hops in and fires up the plane's engines. Indy reaches 
               a spot on the cliff above the place, glances back, them jumps 
               into the river. He comes up, swims to the plane and grabs a 
               strut.

                                     INDY
'                         GO!

               Jock starts the plane moving across the water as Indy walks 
               across the wing and falls into the passenger compartment.

               INT. JOCK'S PLANE - DUSK

               Indy relaxes and lies across the seat, a big smile on his 
               face. One hand drops to the floor of the cabin and Indy jumps, 
               hitting his head. On the floor of the cabin is a huge boa 
               constrictor. Indy tries to get his whole body onto the seat. 
               Jock sees what's happening.

                                     JOCK
                         Don't mind him. That's Reggie. 
                         Wouldn't hurt a soul.

                                     INDY
                         I can't stand snakes.

                                     JOCK
                         The world's full of them, you know.

                                     INDY
                         I hate them.

                                     JOCK
                         Come on now, Sport, show a little of 
                         the old backbone.

               EXT. JOCK'S PLANE - TWILIGHT

               It soars off over the dark jungle.

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CAST II[]

Other characters[]

Script #2[]

FADE IN:

1. INT. "THE DRAGON" NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT 1.

A Chinese GONG SOUNDS and the glittering doors of an art Deco pa-
poda slide open to reveal a mammoth silver stairway down which
rows of beautiful women start descending (BEGIN MAIN TITLES)

The lovely ladies are a mix of races and they sing a strange,
haunting melody—one might think them a heavenly choir, if it
weren't for their sexy, clinging lame gowns.

2. INT. CLUB ENTRANCE 2.

From the ethereal beauties, we cut to a street urchin's dirty
face: SHORT ROUND is a ten-year-old Chinese kis wearing a beat-
up American baseball cap.

Sneaking into the club, Short Round weaves past the fancy gowns
and silk suits, heading toward the music in the main ballroom.

3. INT. THE BALLROOM 3.

Short Round enters and stares across the smoky nightclub. On the
stage, he sees a giant paper-mache dragon laying curled around
the pagoda.

Now, the dragon's eyes light up, its nostrils exhale smoke and
its enormous jaws open. Out of the dragon's mouth walks the star
of the stage show:

WILLIE SCOTT, a dreamy beauty singing a sultry solo white the or-
chestra wails the accompaniment.

But Short Round's not here to ogle crooning dames. He surveys
the rich Chinese, American and European revelers. Jewels flash
and champagne flows. Short Round finally spots a table of
somber-looking Chinese men in suits.

Short Round chews gum and stares at the men. Then he turns to
go. WU HAN, a waiter with a scar across his cheek, watches Short
Round leave.

4. INT. CLUB ENTRANCE 4.

As Short Round hurries toward the exit, he bumps into a man in a
tuxedo entering the club. Short Round looks up at the man, but
we don't see his face.

Then Short Round is grabbed by the scruff of his neck and a door-
man hustles him out the door, Short Round yelling insults all the
way.

A maitre d' apologizes to the man in the tuxedo and two hat-check
girls smile at him familiarly as he continues into the ballroom.
We notice something incongruous: the man in the tuxedo is wear-
ing work boots caked with mud.

5. INT. THE BALLROOM 5.

The man in the tuxedo stops to watch Willie Scott singing sexily
on the stage. Then he looks around and sees the table of somber
Chinese men that Short Round spotted earlier.

As the man in the tuxedo walks toward the table, he removes a
cigarette from a silver case. He arrives at the table just as
the chorus and orchestra reach a crescendo—And on the stage, a glistening, muscular slave swings a huge ham-
mer toward an enormous brass gong—The man in the tuxedo leans to receive a light from a cigarette-
girl and, as the GONG BOOMS, the match flares to reveal his face
for the first time:

It's INDIANA JONES. Elegant in a tuxedo—dressed to kill. The
TITLES END and over this a legend appears on the screen:

SHANGHAI - 1935

At the table, the four Chinese man in suits stare coldly at Indi-
ana.

LAO
Dr. Jones.

INDIANA
Lao She.

LAO
Nee chin lie how ma?

Lao's men laugh and assume that Indy doesn't understand his joke.

INDIANA
Wah hung how, nee nah? Wah hwey
hung jing chee jah loo nee kao
soo wah shu shu.

LAO SHE looks angry and his men's smiles fade.

LAO
You never told me you spoke my
language, Dr. Jones.

INDIANA
I don't like to show off.

Indiana takes a seat across the table from Shanghai's notorious
crime-lord. Lao is fifty, wealthy enough to now display some
fat, but still muscular from his fight to the top of the garbage
heap.

LAO
For this special occasion, I
ordered champagne and caviar.

Indiana looks at the pile of caviar on the plate in front of him—and stubs his cigarette out in it. The cigarette sizzles and
Lao's smiles dies with it.

There's applause as Wille Scott finishes her song. At the
table, Lao stares at Indiana with a strange intensity.

LAO
So, it is true, Dr. Jones? you
found Nurhachi?

INDIANA
Sure, I found him. Then last
night I had a little trouble.
Somebody tried to slit my throat.

Indiana looks across the table at Lao's son, CHEN, who resembles
a bulldog and snarls like one now.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
It was dark, but I think one of
your sons tried to get Nurhachi
without paying for him.

Indy stares pointedly at Chen's recently bandaged hand. Chen
mutters and stands angrily—Lao barks a command in Chinese and
Chen sits down again.

LAO
You have insulted my son.

INDIANA
Next time I'll cut off more than
his finger.

LAO
Dr. Jones—I want Nurhachi.

Lao pulls a wad of cash out of his pocket and puts it on the
table. Indiana glances at it.

INDIANA
As I recall the deal was consid-
erably more.

Now a pretty hand slips onto Lao's shoulder and he looks up to
see Willie Scott. Lao kisses her hand. Willie is unaware of the
explosive mood at the table and she smiles flirtaciously at Indi-
ana.

WILLIE
(to Lao)
Aren't you going to introduce
us?

LAO
This is Willie Scott.
(watching Indy)
And this is Indiana Jones, the
famous archaeologist.

Willie sits down between Lao and Indy. She takes out a small
mirror to check her make-up.

LAO (Cont'd)
Dr. Jones found Nurhachi for me
and is about to deliver him—now.

Lao nods across the table and Indy sees KAO KAN, Lao's second
son, open his coat and remove a silver-plated pistol. Indiana
looks worried. Willie doesn't notice as she fixes her make-up
and coyly teases Indiana.

WILLIE
Well—I thought archaeologists
were always funny little men
searching for their mummies --
(yelping)
Aaahhh!

She looks down terrified at the knife Indy is poking against her
ribs.

WILLE (Cont'd)
I was only kidding, can't you
take a joke -- ?
(to Lao)
Lao, he's got a knife!

INDIANA
Put the gun away, sonny.

Kao Kan glances at his father. Lao finally nods to his son and
he slips the pistol back into his pocket.

INDIANA
Now I suggest you pay me what you
promised—or your girlfriend
here is going to be squealing a
new tune.

The ritzy patrons at the tables nearby are unaware of the tawdry
drama quietly unfolding at this table.

Willie eyes the blade and whimpers. She looks imploringly at Lao
and he slowly reaches into his pocket. He puts ten gold coins
next to the cash on the table.

Indy leans forward to look at the gold coins—so intently that
he fails to notice Kao Kan spilling some powder into Indy's cham-
pagne glass!

INDIANA
Try again Lao—the deal was
more.

The knife pokes Willie and she whimpers again. Lao reaches into
another pocket and brings out a folded piece of rice paper—he
opens it and a large diamond and ruby spill out onto the table.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
Bingo...you see, Lao, with a
but of persuasion, even you can
be an honest fellow.

Indy smiles and jabs the knife into the middle of the table.
Then he lifts his champagne glass in a toast to Lao—who
watches expectantly as Indiana moves the glass toward his lips—Suddenly Willie stands angrily, jostling Indy's arm so that he
doesn't drink his champagne.

WILLIE
Look at this! He put a hole
in my dress from Paris!

Lao sees Indy put his champagne glass down and he snarls at Wil-
lie—LAO
Sit down!

Willie quickly obeys. Lao forces a smile at Indy and lifts his
glass to seal the deal—LAO (Cont'd)
To your health, Dr. Jones.

Lao sips hs champagne and watches hopefully as Indy picks up his
glass and this time Indy does drink the champagne. Then he
reaches for the cash—But Chen grins and puts a silver snuff bottle next to the cash,
gold and jewels—he tips the little bottle over and some white
powder spills out of it—INDIANA
What's that?

LAO
A bonus, Dr. Jones. That is
poison. You just drank the
rest of it.

Indiana examines his champagne glass and sees a residue at the
bottom of it. He swallows and feels sick, wondering it it's fear
or the poison already taking effect.

LAO (Cont'd)
There is an antidote for this
poison. You give me Nurhachi—I give you the antidote.

Indiana is sweating. Willie looks at him and sees Indy's hand
shaking.

LAO (Cont'd)
The poison works fast, Dr. Jones.
Where is Nurhachi?

Indiana finally reaches into his pocket. Next to the cash, gold,
jewels and poison, Indiana sets down a beautiful small box. Lao
and his men stare hypnotically at the exquisite gold and enamel
box.

WILLIE
(nervously)
This Nurhachi's a very small guy.

Nobody pays any attention to her as Lao reaches for the box.

INDIANA
Inside are the remains of Nur-
hachi—the first Emperor of the
Manchu Dynasty.

Lao opens the box carefully and stares reverently at the grey
powder inside.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
Now what about the antidote,
Lao.

LAO
(holding the box)
At last I have the ashes of my
sacred ancestor!

WILLIE
So, what's the big deal? Let
me see it—Qillie grabs Lao's arm and some of the precious ashes spill out
of the gold box. Stunned by this desecration of his ancestor,
Lao grabs Willie by the wrist and twists her arm—LAO
You fool!

WILLIE
Ow, you're hurting me, you miser-
able little hood!

INDIANA
Let go of her, Lao. And give me
the antidote.

Lao just laughs evilly—until a waiter moves up behind Lao and
the crimelord suddenly stiffens. He lets go of Willie's wrist
and raises his hands off the table. Chen stops collecting the
money and jewels.

Kao Kan tenses and Indy smiles at Wu Han, the Chinese waiter with
the scar, who is standing behind Lao. Wu Han has a towel over
his hand—under it, he has a pistol pressed against Lao's
spine.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
(smiling at Wu Han)
I like the service here.

WILLIE
(puzzled)
Hey, he's not a waiter...

INDIANA
No, Wu Han's an old friend I
brought along.
(to Lao)
So, the game's not over. Put
the antidote on the table, Lao.

Lao carefully reaches into his pocket and puts a small glass vial
of liquid next to the cash, gold, jewels, poison and sacred box.
Indy looks relieved as he reaches for the vial of antidote—then he hears a muffled report! And another!

Wu Han groans and sways. Indy starts to stand but Chen immedi-
ately turns the smoking pistol with the silencer that he used to
kill Wu Han—Indy sees it pointed at him now and he remains in
his seat.

Kao Kan stands and grabs Wu Han, easing the phoney waiter into
the chair he just vacated. The muffled shooting hasn't attracted
any attention. The nightclub activity continues an Indy speaks
emotionally to his dying friend.

INDIANA
Wu Han—listen to me—I'm
going to get you out of here.

In pain, Wu Han looks at Indy and struggles to speak—WU HAN
Not this time, my friend...
(smiling bravely)
I followed you on many adventures—but into the great Unknown Mystery,
I go first, Indy...

Wu Han dies and slumps forward. Indiana is shattered by the
death of his old friend.

LAO
Don't be sad, Dr. Jones—you
will soon join him.

Indy's gaze shifts from his dead friend to Lao's sneering face.
Then Indy sees the murderous Chen giggling perversely. Indy's
anger is compounded by the poison burning in his gut and his vis-
ion of Chen's ugly face blurs into a double image—Indy stands up unsteadily. Chen assumes he's about to keel over
from the poison—but Indy suddenly turns and grabs a real wai-
ter at another table. The waiter holds a long skewer of roasted
pigeons that he's just set afire—Indy grabs the skewer of pigeons flambee and hurls is across the
table! Chen fires and misses—and screams as the skewer stabs
into his chest and the burning pigeons flame in front of his hor-
rified face!

This the other tables definitely notice. There are screams and
all hell breaks loose. Indiana shoves past Willie and reaches
for the vial on the table—INDIANA
The antidote -- !

But he's grabbed from behind by Kao Kan. Indy elbows the punk,
reaches back and grabs his head—and somersaults Kao Kan onto
the table!

As nubmer two son crashes into the table, the impact sends the
Emperor Nurhachi's ashes billowing into Lao's stricken face!

Indiana yells as he sees the vial of antidote rolling across the
table—and falling!

Indiana dives and catches the antidote just before it hits the
floor—then Indy's hand is brutally stomped on by one of Lao's
henchmen and the vial rolls away.

Indiana angrily raises his head, smashing it up into the hench-
man's groin—the man howls like a banshee and hobbles away.

Meanwhile, Willie watches Lao grabbing for cash from the table.
Willie lunges past the pigeon-skewered Chen to snatch the jewels,
but unfortunately Kao Kan knocks them off the table as he leaps
to attack Indy.

Indiana scrambles on his hands and knees after the rolling vial.
People keep kicking it—he almost has it when Willie runs into
him, trips and lands on her back.

INDIANA
Look out, damn it, I need that
antidote!

WILLIE
Who cares? Where's that diamond!

Gunfire explodes and they both scramble in different directions.
Indy dives through the fleeing nightclub patrons and slides be-
hind a water-spewing fountain. Water kicks up as Indy is shot at
by Lao and his henchmen.

Indy sees the vial of antidote kicked again and it spins across
the marble floor—feeling the poison, Indy shakes his head
groddily and splashes water on his face.

Meanwhile, Willie is chasing her diamond, shoving through the
panicked crowd. She spots the diamond! Another elegantly
dresses soman is bending to pick it up—WILLIE
(acidly polite)
Excuse me, but I believe that's
my diamond!

Willie smiles and suddenly kicks the woman in the butt! Willie
reaches to get the diamond but not before the other woman tackles
her.

Behind the fountain, Indiana makes a break—he runs and dives
on top of a serving cart. The wheeled cart hurtles toward an un-
suspecting gunman, crashes into him from behind and sends him
flying head first into a row of ice buckets.

Nearby, Willie slugs the other lady in the jaw and grabs for the
elusive diamond just as the ice buckets showers ice across the
floor—which camouflages the diamond!

WILLIE
Aw nuts!

Searching desperately for the jewel, Willie sees the vial of
antidote spinning across the floor—as it slides by, she grabs
it.

INDIANA (O.S.)
Hey,doll! Don't move!

She sees Indy speeding by atop the serving cart. Lao and his
gunmen rush out to block the way. Indy rolls off the cart and
slides behind a potted palm as Lao's men open fire again.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
(shouting to Willie)
Hey, don't go away! I need that!

Willie smiles meanly as she slips the vial down the front of her
dress, thumbs her nose at Indiana and walks away.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
If I wasn't dying, I'd kill her...

Hiding behind the palm tree, Indiana looks around and spots a gi-
ant statue at the side of the stage. Indy makes a break for it.

As the gunmen open fire, Indy springs onto a chair—jumps onto
a table—and leaps onto the stage. He grabs the golden broad-
sword from the Chinese warrior statue!

As bullets smash into the statue, Indiana hides behind it. Then
he jumps out and swings the large sword toward the enormous brass
gong.

The crimson cord holding the gong is SLASHED! Indy slings the
sword at his assailants and gives the three-meter-high gong a
helpful shove—The giant gong rolls and echoes as it crashes down the marble
steps. Indiana ducks behind it as it gains momentum and rolls
across the dance floor.

Using the gong as an enormous shield, Indy evades the gunfire ex-
ploding—bullets ricochet off the rolling brass gong as Indy
runs behind it.

Ahead, Willie hurries toward an exit—she hears something and
turns—her eyes go wide as she sees the mammoth gong bearing
down on her!

Willie yells as Indiana grabs her arm and pulls her behind the
gong with him—Lao watches amazed as he and his gunmen dodge tables trying to
get better firing positions—and more henchmen come into the
club now and start firing machine guns!

As bullets clang against the gong, Indiana and Willie run behind
it. Willie hollers as they head directly for a towering, floor-
to-ceiling window!

Indiana grabs Willie around the waist and, after the huge gong
crashes through the stained-glass window, they both fly after it!

6. EXT. "THE DRAGON" NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT 6.

In a shower of sparkling glass, the enormous gong sails out and
crashes down a sloping green-tiled roof. Indiana Jones and Wil-
lie Scott hurtle into the night air after it!

The gong rolls down the roof and they hit the tiles behind it,
Indiana holding onto Willie as they roll one-over-the-other
toward the edge—Willie screams as they fall into thin air!

Their entwined bodies plummet three stories: ripping through a
third-floor awning, crashing through an old man's mattress on a
second-floor balcony—Finally they smash through the convertible top of a parked Duesen-
berg and fall into the back seat!

7. INT. THE DUESENBERG 7.

Willie sits up wide-eyed, speechless and amazed to be alive.
Then she sees an equally astonished Short Round looking at them
from the front seat.

SHORT ROUND
Wow! Holy smoke! Crash landing!

INDIANA
Step on it, Short Round!

SHORT ROUND
Okey doke, Indy! Hold onto your
potatoes!

The twelve-year-old Chinese kid turns his baseball cap bill-
backwards and steps on the gas! The tires squeal as the car
roars off—WILLIE
For crying out loud, a kid's driv-
ing the car?!

INDIANA
Relax, I've been giving him lessons.

8. EXT. THE NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT 8.

The Duesenberg races past the entrace to the nightclub as Lao
and his man rush out and jump into two black sedans. The sedans
screech off in pursuit of the Duesenberg.

9. INT. THE DUESENBERG 9.

As Short Round eagerly swerves around a corner, Willie holds on
for dear life. Indiana suddenly puts his hand down the front of
Willie's dress—WILLIE
Listen, we just met for crissake!
I'm not that kind of gril!

INDIANA
Don't get your hopes up—where's
the antidote?

Indiana withdraws his hand, having finally found the vial. He
opens is quickly, tips the vial to his lips and grimaces as he
swallows the stuff.

WILLIE
You don't look very good.

INDIANA
Poison never agrees with me.
(shouting forward)
Pull a right, Short Round, and
head for the Wang Poo bridge!

SHORT ROUND
Check! Gotcha!

As the car accelerates, Indy peers out the back window at their
pursuers. Willie notices her reflection in the side window—WILLIE
Look at what you've done to me!
I'm a mess! My lipstick's smeared,
I broke two nails, I've got an aw-
ful run in my stocking -- !

Gunfire suddenly explodes, bullets whizz through the canvas top
and the rear window shatters and sprays glass! Willie ducks and
cringes terrified in the corner—INDIANA
Somehow I think you've got bigger
problems.

Indy grabs his shoulder bag and pulls a pistol out of it. He
pokes the gun through the broken window and starts firing back at
their pursuers—then he turns and looks ahead.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
There, Shorty! Through the
tunnel!

Through the windows we see the car racing into a tunnel. Lights
from the pursuing cars flash through the rear window and gunfire
echoes in the tunnel.

WILLIE
What're we going to do?! Where're
we going?!

INDIANA
The airport...No, look out,
Short Round! Left, left!

Indy reaches over the front seat and helps Short Round navigate.

10. EXT. A SHANGHAI SQUARE - NIGHT 10.

The Duesenberg tears around the square, followed by Lao's two se-
dans. People on the street dive for cover—coolies pulling
rickshaws go into hyper-jov—lanterns spanning the street crash
down and are dragged behind the Duesenberg. Bullets exlode and
amazed prostitutes watch the cars zoom past.

11. INT. THE DUESENBERG - NIGHT 11.

The chaotic chase continues—bullets whine past and the shred-
ded convertible top whips in the wind.

INDIANA
(shouting)
You got the tickets, Short Round?

SHORT ROUND
Sure, Indy—three tickets!
You, me and Wu Han—Shorty throws an envelope back and Indy looks at the three
tickets.

INDIANA
(sadly)
Wu Han's not coming, Shorty.

Unaware of what happened at the club, Short Round thinks a mo-
ment.

SHORT ROUND
Don't worry, Indy. Short Round
number one bodyguard now!

Willie reaches for the extra ticket.

WILLIE
I'll take the extra ticket.
(grabbing it
from Indy)
Where's this plane going anyway?

INDIANA
Siam.

WILLIE
Siam? But I'm not dressed for
Siam...

12. EXT. COUNTRY HIGHWAY - NIGHT 12.

Leaving behind the squalid port, the Duesenberg flies along the
highway through the trees. In a moment, Lao's two sedans race
by.

13. EXT. NANG TAO AIRFIELD - NIGHT 13.

The Duesenberg swings around a curve and skids through gravel to-
ward the airfield. In the distance there is a small terminal but
Short Round wheels the car toward the cargo area—A two-engine passenger plane is revving its motors and the last
passengers are boarding. The Duesenberg squeals to a stop and
Indy jumps out with Willie and Short Round right on his heels.

A contingent of airport Military Police move to bar their way
until WEBER, a heavy-set Englishman, runs up pufffing and shout-
ing.

WEBER
No, no, they're all right!
Let them through please.

INDIANA
Thanks, Weber.

WEBER
Dr. Jones, this is positively the
last time our airline can hold a
plane for you. Now you must hurry!

While Short Round grabs a small bag out of the car, Weber and a
stewardess take their tickets and rush them all toward the air-
plane.

Meanwhile, the two sedans skid to a stop and Lao and his son Kao
Kan jumpsout with their henchmen. The puzzled military police
advance on them usspiciously—Realizing he's outnumbered, Lao instructs his men to stay back
and to put away their weapons.

14. EXT. THE AIRPLANE 14.

Willie and Short Round charge up the ladder and onto the plane.
Indy pauses at the top of the steps to give Lao a cocky farewell
salute. Indy boards the plane and the co-pilot slams the door.

15. EXT. THE AIRFIELD 15.

The plane starts taxiing. By the cars, Lao is buffeted by the
prop wash as he angrily watches the plane roll away. Behind Lao,
his son, Kao Kan, stares at the plane taking off—a look on Kao
Kan's face indicates that he hasn't given up yet...

The plane lifts off the airfield, silhouetted against the clouds
and the first light of dawn.

CUT TO:

16. EXT. THE DKY - MORNING 16.

The sun flashes above the horizon and the plane banks through
white billowing clouds at it heads west.

17. INT. THE PLANE 17.

A door opens at the rear of the plane and Indiana Jones exits
wearing more familiar attire: a beat-up leather jacket over a
khaki shirt and a snap-brim hat. He passes a dozen passengers as
he moves up the aisle carrying his rolled-up tuzedo.

In the first row, Willie is busy fixing her make-up. Shorty sits
in the seat across the aisle from her. Indy comes up and drops
his tuxedo onto the floor.

Willie sees him hook his coiled bullwhip over a coat-peg.

WILLIE
So, what're you supposed to be,
a lion tamer?

INDIANA
Since I was nice enough to let
you tag along, why don't you give
your mouth a rest? Okay, doll?

Indy pats her leg—she removes his hand and reaches down and
picks up his tuxedo coat. She slips it on.

WILLIE
I'm freezing. What do you mean,
tag along? From the minute you
walked into that nightclub, you
haven't been able to keep your
eyes off me.

INDIANA
Oh yeah?

He smiles and tips his hat down over his eyes to go to sleep...

18. INT. THE COCKPIT 18.

At the same moment, the Chinese co-pilot tips his hat up off his
eyes—and looks scared to death! He exclaims in Chinese—CO-PILOT (*subtitled*)
Good lord!

He and the pilot see two biplanes materialize out of the clouds
and dive directly toward them! Suddenly, machine gunfire erupts!

PILOT (*subtitled)
Dive for the clouds! Dive!

19. EXT. THE SKY - DAY 19.

The DC-3 banks into the clouds as the two biplanes attack. In
the back seat of the first biplane, we see Kao Kan watching the
DC-3 like a hawk about to bring down a sparrow.

20. INT. THE COCKPIT 20.

The biplanes swoop past both sides of the plane and bursts of
gunfire rip along the fuselage.

CO-PILOT (*subtitled)
They hit a fuel line!

PILOT (*subtitled*)
Reduce speed—get everyone out
of the plane!

21 INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 21.

As the air battle rages, the passengers are tossed about and some
start screaming. Short Round peers out a window.

SHORT ROUND
Lao send planes to kill Indy!

Willie shakes Indy's arm but he continues snoring under his hat.

WILLIE
Wake up! It's the drug he drank
to stop the poison—The cockpit door bursts open and the Chinese co-pilot exits to
make an announcement—he smiles and speaks in CHINESE, then he
smiles and speaks in FRENCH—Willie looks lost until the Chinese co-pilot smiles again and
speaks in ENGLISH—CO-PILOT
Please to remain calm. We start
passing out parachutes now—The co-pilot hurries toward the rear. Willie looks petrified as
a stewardess rushes up and hands her a parachute.

WILLIE
You got to be kidding! No! No,
I can't!

The pilot hurries out of the cockpit and grabs his parachute as
he heads toward the back.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
Wait—who's flying the plane?!

She opens the door to the cockpit—WILLIE (Cont'd)
Nobody's flying the plane ...

22. EXT. THE SKY - DAY 22.

The DC-3 smokes through the clouds. Passengers are bailing out—parachutes billowing. As one of the fighters swoops through
the parachutes, Kao Kan searches the faces—then he points at
the DC-3.

KAO KAN
(into the radio)
Jones! Indiana Jones!

The two planes roar off and start strafing the DC-3 again.

23. INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 23.

The co-pilot has a parachute on and is trying to get Short Round
into one.

CO-PILOT
Put it on! What's wrong with
you? You've got to jump!

SHORT ROUND
No, can't leave Indy!

Short Round suddenly butts the co-pilot in the stomach with his
head. The co-pilot yells and falls out the door. Short Round
sees the co-pilot's parachute billow. Then Willie rushes up.

WILLIE
Give me that parachute, I
changed my mind—She grabs the parachute and starts to fight Shorty over it—SHORT ROUND
No, this last one! It's for Indy!

They scuffle until the parachute skids across the floor. Short
Round jumps for it—the parachute falls out the door and Short
Round starts to fall out after it!

Willie grabs him by the seat of his pants and hauls him back from
the abyss!

24. EXT. THE SKY - DAY 24.

The fighters peel off toward the DC-3 with their guns flaming in
another attack.

25. INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 25.

Short Round tries to wake Indy again. Finally, Shorty grabs
Indy's bag, pulls his holster out of it and runs toward the back.

Indy continues to sleep—until bullets smash the window by his
head and a fire extinguisher is hit and starts spraying into
Indy's face.

He finally awakens and jumps up. He looks around is disbelief at
the battle-torn, nearly-empty airplane.

INDIANA
(groggily)
We there yet?

Indiana sees Shorty shooting his pistol out the side door as the
planes swoop by again. Out of ammo, Shorty throws the gun
angrily at the passing plane.

Indiana picks up his whip and attaches it to his belt as Willie
runs over to him.

WILLIE
There's nobody flying the plane!

26. INT. THE COCKPIT 26.

The door flies open and Indy rushes in with Willie behind him.
Indy appraises the situation quickly and jumps into the pilot's
seat with total confidence—WILLIE (Cont'd)
You know how to fly?

Indy surveys the control panels, the myraid of dials and switches—INDIANA
No.
(hopefully)
Do you?

27. INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 27.

Willie runs screaming out of the cockpit, her last hope shatter-
ed. Shorty is pulling something out of the cargo compartment—he's found a machine gun and sets it up on a short tripod.

SHORT ROUND
Come here, lady, hold this and
shut up please!

He pulls Willie down to the floor and shoves her the ammunition
belt that's draped toward the gun. Then Shorty jumps behind the
machine gun—As the first fighter appears off their side, Short Round blasts
out the open door! The machine gun explodes to life, chewing
bullets, smoking and spitting shells at Willie—Willie hollers terrified by manages to feed the ammo belt as
Short Round sights the blazing machine gun—suddenly he shoops!

Willie sees the fighter hit—it smokes and veers away—and
then EXPLODES!

SHORT ROUND
I get it!

WILLIE
You got it!

The second plane swoops down and Short Round blasts away. This
time as he swivels the gun, he misses and hits one of the DC-3's
own engines and it explodes!

SHORT ROUND
Oh oh—big mistake!

28. INT. THE COCKPIT 28.

Trying to figure out the controls, Indy looks up to see their en-
gine explose into flames—INDIANA
(angrily)
Short Round, what in the hell
are you doing?

Suddenly the DC-3 emerges out of a cloud and Indy sees they are
headed directly for a mountain! He pulls back hard on the con-
trols as a rocky peak looms lethally in front of them.

29. EXT. THE SKY - DAY 29.

The DC-3 lifts at the last second and smashes some snow off the
uppermost pinnacle as it clears the mountain by inches!

Kao Kan's fighter is glued to the DC-3's tail and continues to
strafe—but the fighter pilot pulls up too late—and the
fighter explodes as it hits the peak of the mountain!

30. INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 30.

Indy rushes out of the smoking cockpit to find Willie and Short
Round crawling out from under the debris that's fallen on them.
Then Indy spots something in the wreckage—He pulls at some yellow canvas and Willie sees as sign: EMERGENCY
LIFE RAFT. Indy drags the folded canvas over to the open door.

WILLIE
Are you crazy, a lift raft?! We're
not sinking, we're crashing!

INDIANA
Get over here, damn it! Short Round,
come on, grab onto me tight!

Willie sees Short Round rush over to Indiana and grab him around
the waist from behind. Willie finally jumps up and runs over—WILLIE
Wait for me!

She throws her arms around Indy's neck so that she and Shorty are
both hugging him from behind. Indy clutches the folded lift raft
in front of him and surveys the mountainside rushing close be-
neath the skinking airplane—Finally, an instant before the plane will hit, Indy dives and
pulls the inflation cord!

31. EXT. THE SKY 31.

As the smoking DC-3 screams out of control toward the mountain,
skimming the rocky snow-covered slopes, we see the lift raft
spilling out the open door—The raft pops into its full shape, acting now as a spoiler, soar-
ing against the rushing wind and finally crashing and bouncing
against the snowy mountainside.

In the distance, we see the DC-3 finally kiss the earth and ex-
plode in a cloud of flame against a rocky escarpment—metal and
earth mushrooming in a million directions!

32. EXT. THE MOUNTAINSIDE 32.

As the raft rockets down the snow, Indiana clutches the front and
Willie and Short Round hold on for dear life on either side of
him.

The raft plummets down the mountain, crossing the timber-line and
entering a forest. Bouncing over a snow-hidden log, the raft
shoots directly for a tree—Indiana pulls on the perimeter rope, rolls on his side and man-
ages to swerve the raft so it caroms offthe snow-drifted side of
the tree trunk.

Continuing its downhill run, the raft smashes across a small
steam, sending silvery water spraying.

As the raft skids below the snow-level, it starts bouncing over
rocky ground and its three passengers' teeth start chattering.

33. EXT. A BLUFF 33.

The yellow raft crashes through a tangle of bushes and then plum-
mets toward a bluff! The raft goes airborne over a small bluff
and lands with a splash in a slow-moving river.

34. EXT. THE RIVER 34.

The life raft drifts down the river and Indy looks around and
smiles cockily at Willie and Short Round—Their faces don't show gratitude, but horror—Indy hears some-
thing and turns to see:

35. EXT. WHITE WATER RAPIDS 35.

The raft is heading directly toward a surging stretch of treach-
erous rapids. Indiana looks less cocky as he and Willie and
Short Round hold on again for dear life!

The raft plunges into the roaring torrent, bouncing over rock-
swollen waves, twisting and spinning through narrow gaps. The
three helpless passengers are drenched in the thundering cascades
of white water.

Willie is hallering, Short Round hangs on wide-eyed and even Indy
looks terrified as the raft crashes down the rapids. Finally,
after one heart-stopping bounce, the raft seems to slow.

36. EXT. RIVER CLEARING 36.

The raft drifts out of the main part of the river and glides to-
ward a clearing. Its three soaked and bedraggled passengers lie
motionless in the bottom.

Indy's hand drags alongside the raft, his fingers leaving a trail
in the almost still water. Battered and exhausted, but always
Indy's "bodyguard", Shorty looks over at him worriedly—SHORT ROUND
Indy?

INDIANA
Okay, Shorty.

Indy looks over at Willie who is moaning.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
You all right?

WILLIE
No... I'm not cut out for the
kind of life you lead.
(moaning)
Oh no...I ripped my dress. Where
are we anyway?

The raft floats to a gentle stop—we see it nudge against a
pair of dark feet. Indy squints up into the sun and sees some-
thing.

INDIANA
India...

WILLIE
Holy cow—India? How do you
know we're in—She rolls over and yelps as she looks up at the bizarre, painted
face of a SHAMAN. Silhoutted against the blazing sun, the skin-
ny little old man in a loincoloth stares down at them in the raft.

An eerie wind rises and howls. The old man places his palms to-
gether and moves his hands up to touch his forehead. Willie and
Short Round watch mystified as Indiana returns the old shaman's
silent greeting.

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37. EXT. THE MAYAPORE HILLS - DAY 37.

Indya and Short Round follow the shaman and four peasants down a
gutted path through barren rolling hills. Willie is out of her
milieu, stumbling along this forlorn landscape in high heels,
tuxedo jacket and disheveled lame gown.

She hears the old shaman talking to Indy and catches up with them
to find out what's going on.

WILLIE
(to Indiana)
What'd he say?

INDIANA
He told me they knew I was coming
here.

WILLIE
What do you mean—how?

INDIANA
The old man saw it in a dream.

WILLIE
Dream—nightmare is more like it.

INDIANA
He said that's whey they were at
river—they were waiting for
the plane to fall down.

He looks at her bewildered face and smiles faintly. As they
walk, a hot wind swirls dust around them, a wind slowly ravaging
what soil is left in this terribly blighted region.

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38. EXT. MAYAPORE - DAY 38.

At the base of the hills, Mayapore village does nothing to re-
lieve the awful sense of devastation. A desolate road runs
through the village, along which groups of ptiifully poor vil-
lagers stare at the strangers being brought in.

Hopeless women lift buckets from a dry well—finding only sand.
Skinny miserable dogs skulk between the decrepit village huts,
eyed by the patient vultures lurling in scraggly trees.

Indiana notices the wretched peasants staring at Short Round,
some of them pointing at him, a few haggard women shedding tears
down their wrinkled faces as the little Chinese boy passes.

There is no sign of children in the village and Short Round grows
frightened by the odd attention. He moves closer to Indy as they
pass the devastated population.

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39. RXT. MAYAPORE VILLAGE - AFTER SUNSET 39.

Black clouds clot across the blood-red sky as darkness falls.
Indiana, Willie and Short Round sit tensely on a shabby rug.
Above their heads, there is a thatched roof, but there are no
walls.

The dying sunset silhouettes them and the half-dozen elders seat-
ed in the dirt around them. A grey-haired man, the village
CHIEFTAIN, gives quiet commands to the women who scuttle in and
set wooden plates in front of the three visitors. No plates are
places in front of the elders.

WILLIE
(quietly to Indy)
I hope this means we're going to
get some dinner.

Indiana sees the painted shaman, who sits next to the chieftain,
watching Willie. The women bring in a bowl from which they scoop
tiny portions of grey gruel onto three plates.

To this the women add a few grains of yellowed rice and a with-
ered ,molding piece of fruit. Willie looks aghast at the unappe-
tizing combination.

WILLIE
(quietly)
God, I am starving, but I can't
eat this...
INDIANA
That's more food than these people
eat in a week.
(pointedly)
They're starving, too...

Willie looks around at the emaciated faces and feels like crawl-
ing into a hole.

WILLIE
I'm sorry, I -- here, please.

She picks up her plate and gently hands it back to the women.
The chieftain finally speaks to them—CHIEFTAIN
You will rest here before you go
on.

INDIANA
We'd appreciate that. This was an
unexpected detour. We'll have to go
to Delhi now and find a flight west.

SHORT ROUND
(smiling)
Indy is taking me to America.

All eyes are on Short Round. Puzzled by this strange attention,
Shorty's smile fades nervously.

INDIANA
I'm a professor. I have to re-
turn to the university. Can you
give us a guide to take us to Delhi?

The chieftain indicates a young villager sitting near them.

CHIEFTAIN
Sanju will guide you.

INDIANA
Thank you.

The old shaman speaks now for the first time.

SHAMAN
On the way to Delhi, you will
stop at Pankot.

INDIANA
(puzzled)
Pankot isn't on the way to Delhi.

SHAMAN
You will go to palace there.

INDIANA
Hasn't the Pankot palace been de-
serted since the Mutiny of 1857?

SHAMAN
(darkly)
No. Now there is new Maharajah—and palace is powerful again.

The shaman looks around at his unfortunate people.

SHAMAN (Cont'd)
It is Pankot Palace that kills my
village.

INDIANA
I don't understand. What's hap-
pened here?

SHAMAN
The evil starts in Pankot. Then
like monsoon, it moves darkness
over all country.

INDIANA
What evil?

SHAMAN
They came from Palace and took
sivalinga from out village.

Willie looks over at Indiana—WILLIE
Took what?

INDIANA
It's a sacred stone in a shine
that's supposed to protect a
village.

SHAMAN
It is why Krishna brought you here.

INDIANA
(politely firm)
Nobody brought us here. Our plane
crashed. We were shot down by—SHAMAN
(interrupting)
No. We pray to Krishna to help us
find the stone. It was Krishna who
made you fall from sky—so you can
got to Pankot Palace. To find siva-
linga—and bring back to us.

Indy's about to object—then he looks at the sad chieftain, the
elders and peasants who are watching him helplessly. And he sees
again the dark steady eyes of the old shaman.

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40. EXT. MAYAPORE VILLAGE - NIGHT 40.

Torches falre eerily and dogs howl as the peasants accompany the
shaman, elders and three visitors out ot the edge of the dark
village. Short Round walks beside Indy.

SHORT ROUND
Indy, they make out plane crash?
To get you here?

INDIANA
It's just superstition, Shorty.
Like a ghost story.

Short Round looks plenty scared as they all stop walking. The
shaman motions and the men with torches circle around a pile of
rocks to illuminate them. The shaman makes a gesture of devotion
to the primitive shrine and Indy speaks to the village chieftain.

CHIEFTAIN
Yes.

Indiana seems skeptical as he kneels to study the shrine. On top
of the pile of rocks, there is a carved niche. The niche is
empty but an indentation indicates the conical shape of the stone
that was stolen.

INDIANA
Was the stone very smooth?
(he sees the
chieftain nod)
It was probably brought here from
a sacred river.

SHAMAN
(joining Indy and
the chieftain)
Long ago—before my father's
father.

INDIANA
And it had three lines painted
across it?
(seeing the
shaman nod)
The lines represent the three
levels of the universe. I've seen
stones like the one you lost.

Indy stands slowly. Willie is beside him looking at the shrine.

WILLIE
I don't understand how losing one
rock could destroy this village.
(whispering to Indy)
Is it really powerful?

Indy gives a doubtful smile. He turns again to the old shaman.

INDIANA
But why would the Maharajah take
this sacred stone?

SHAMAN
They say we must pray to their
evil god. We say we will not.

The old shaman looks off and fights the tears in his eyes as he
starts speaking in Hindi.

INDIANA
(translating)
He says that when the sacred stone
was taken the village wells dried
up first and then the river stopped.

Indy turns and asks the shaman a question in Hindi. The shaman
answers in Hindi.

INDIANA
(translating)
He says their crops dies and then
the animals died.

The shaman walks to the edge of the torchlight and looks out into
the darkness as he continues speaking emotionally in Hindi—INDIANA
(translating)
And then they took their children.

WILLIE
Their children?

She looks at Short Round and finally understands the sorrowful
faces always watching him. Indy asks another question in Hindi
and the shaman continues his story—INDIANA
(translating)
He says one night there was a fire
in the fields. The men went to
fight it. When they came back,
they heard the women crying in the
darkness. And the children were
gone.

The shaman walks slowly toward Indiana.

SHAMAN
You will find them when you find
sivlalinga.

INDIANA
I'm sorry, I don't know how I can
help you here.

The shaman and the chieftain stare and Indiana, refusing to accept
that.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
The English authorities who con-
trol this area are the only ones
who can help you.

CHIEFTAIN
They do not listen.

INDIANA
I have friends in Delhi and I will
make sure they investigate this...

SHAMAN
No, you will got to Pankot...

The old man speaks again in his own tongue and Indy looks dis-
turbed.

WILLIE
What'd he say now?

INDIANA
It was destined that I came here—and the future cannot be changed...

Indy looks ath the shaman and the torchlight reflected in his
eyes.

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41. EXT. MAYAPORE - NIGHT 41.

Suddenly we're rushing headlong down a dark dirt path seen from
the POV of somebody running in terror. We hear heavy breathing—above we see the scraggly trees blowing against the full moon
as an eerie wind rises and howls. We continue crashing through
the dying fields tward the dark village...

42. INT. INDIANA'S HUT - NIGHT 42.

The wind swirls into the hut and Indiana's eyes open. He lies
still a moment and then sits up slowly. He sees Short Round
sleeping nearby.

Sensing something strange, Indy gets to his feet. He steps
around Short Round and goes to the door of the hut.

43. EXT. THE HUT - NIGHT 43.

Indy walks against the rising wind and looks around. The village
is asleep and seems deserted. Then he turns and sees something.

We follow small bare feet stumbling through the dust...

Indy sees an emaciated child in rag running out of the darkness.
Indiana moves forward and the child runs toward him. Indy grabs
the little boy as he falls into his arms.

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44. INT. THE SHAMAN'S HUT - NIGHT 44.

A few minutes later, the little boy is lying unconscious on a
blanket. Elders crouch around him. Indy is kneeling and watches
the shaman wet the boy's forehead with a rag and drip water onto
his lips.

The little boy's eyes open and he begins to revive. Shrot Round
And Willie watch from a corner as the little boy looks at all the
faces peering down at him.

The little boy's arm moves and he reaches out to Indy rather than
any of the others. Indy takes his small hand and sees that the
boy's fingers are cut and bruised—his fingers open and drop
something into Indy's hand.

The little boy tries to whisper. Indy has to lean close to hear
as the little boy's lips move again—LITTLE BOY
Sankara...

A mother rushes into the hut now and kneels and hugs her little
boy. His skinny arms go around her as they are reunited. Indy
stands slowly and looks at what the little boy gave him—It is a small tattered piece of cloth: an old fragment of a mini-
ature painting. Indiana looks at it with an expression of recog-
nition and apprehension...

INDIANA
Sankara...

45. EXT. THE VILLAGE - MORNING 45.

The camera follows Indiana—he's walking fast and determinded-
ly. Villagers trot alongside of him, trying to keep up with is
pace as he questions thm in Hindi.

Indy approaches two large elephants and sees their guide Sajnu
trying to politely drag Willie toward one of them.

INDIANA
Damn it , Willie, get on—we've
got to move out!

Willie's head comes up over the back of the elephant as she's
helped from below—there is a look of sheer terror on her face.

WILLIE
Whoa! Easy now—nice elephant...

Waiting by the second elephant, Short Round sees Indy coming and
runs up to him—SHORT ROUND
I ride with you, Indy?

INDIANA
Nope, you got a little surprise
over there, Shorty.

Short Round runs around the big elephant and sees a baby elephant
being brought out. He can't believe his luck—SHORT ROUND
Oh boy!

Meanwhile Sajnu goads Willie's elephant over. The villagers look
grief stricken and many are crying as they watch the three stran-
gers' departure.

WILLIE
(to Short Round)
This is the first time anybody
ever cried when I left.

SHORT ROUND
They don't cry about you. They
cry about the elephants leaving.

WILLIE
Figures...

SHORT ROUND
They got no food to feed them. So
they taking the elephants away to
sell them.

Indy lumbers over on his elephant.

INDIANA
All right, let's go. I want to get
to Pankot before tomorrow night.

She looks at Indiana as he rides past.

WILLIE
Pankot?! I thought we were going
to Delhi! Hey, wait a minute!
(looking at
the villagers)
Can't somebody take me to Delhi?!
I don't want to go to Pankot!

Sajnu guides her elephant and Willie lurches forward—WILLIE (Cont'd)
(yelling)
Indiana! Damn it! Why'd you
change your mind? What did that
kid tell you last night?!

Indy ignores her hollering. The elephants move off through the
crowds of pitiful villagers. Indy sees the elders, chieftain and
the old shaman who brings his hands up to his forehead as Indy
rides past.

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46. EXT. THE COUNTRYSIDE - DAY 46.

The elephants move across the desolate countryside toward the
distant hills.

47. EXT. THE TRAIL 47.

Indiana rides the lead elephant. Sajnu passes on foot guiding
Willie's elephant. With the tuxedo jacket wrapped around her
waist, Willie is dabbing perfume behind her ears.

WILLIE
(to her elephant)
I think you need this more than
me.

Willie leans forward and puts perfume behind the elephant's ears.
Grimacing at the animal's smell she simply dumps the rest of the
perfume on the elephant's back.

Willie yelps when the elephant's trunk comes back, sniffs the
foriegn fragrance and suddenly trumpets in disgust.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
What're you complaining about,
this is expensive stuff!

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48. EXT. LOWER JUNGLES - DAY 48.

From a cliff, we see the elephants below passing into the lower
jungles.

Spotting something on an overhanging tree branck, Short Round
stands up precariously on the baby elephant's back. He pulls a
vine from the tree as they pass under it. Plopping down onto the
baby elephant's back, he picks the wild fruit from the vine—SHORT ROUND
Here you go, lunch time!

The baby elephant's trunk comes back and takes the fruit. Shorty
looks up in the sky.

SHORT ROUND (Cont'd)
Indy, look!

Indiana and Willie look up and see hundreds of enormous winged
creatures flapping across the afternoon sky.

WILLIE
Those are very big bird.

Sajnu says something and Indiana nods.

INDIANA
Those aren't birds—those are
giant bats.

Willie shudders as she watches the bats.

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49. EXT. THE HILLS - AFTERNOON 49.

An enormous sun silhouettes the three elephants trekking west-
ward.

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50. EXT. A RIVER - LATER AFTERNOON 50.

The three elephants stand sucking up river water with their
trunks. Seated on the huge beasts, Willie, Short Round and Indi-
ana watch the thirsty animals.

WILLIE
They must be pretty dumb to drink
that awful-looking water.

In response, Willie's elephant calmly lifts its trunk and sprays
her in the face. Short Round and Indy laugh as Willie sits
soaked and shocked.

INDIANA
I think maybe we'll camp here.

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51. EXT. THE RIVER - SUNSET 51.

A plume of water sprays. The three elephants submerge in a deep,
wide spot in the river. Indy wades in the current with his shirt
off. He and the guide splash water on the weary animals.

Short Round laughs and plays with the baby elephant. Wrapped in
its trunk, he's swung in the air and lands on the elephant's
back. Shorty makes a swan dive back into the water and the baby
elephant gives him a shower when he surfaces.

52. EXT. UPRIVER 52.

Thirty yards upstream, birds and monkeys chatter in a tree. In
the shady river beneath, Willie surfaces cooly and wipes hair
from her eyes. She hums contendedly.

Indiana wanders up the riverbank in his dripping trousers. He
notices Willie's wet clothes spread over a tree limb hanging low
over the water and then he sees Willie paddling around.

INDIANA
Hey, Willie—I think you better
get out now.

WILLIE
Stark naked? You wish... If you're
trying to seduce me, Dr. Jones,
this is a very primitive approach.

INDIANA
Me seduce you? Honey, you're the
one who took your clothes off.
(shrugging)
I just came over to remind you
that you never know what else
might be in the water.

WILLIE
Somehow I feel safer in here.

As Indy turns and starts off, Willie reaches up to the tree
branch above her head and grabs her underwear. At this moment we
notice something awful:

A BOA CONSTRICTOR is moving out along the branch, the enormous
snake slithering over Willie's clothes.

Willie watches Indiana walk away as she reaches up for her dress—her hands feel something strange—not the dress and not the
tree limb—Willie looks up and sees that she's pulling on a snake! She
SCREAMS as the boa constrictor falls off the t-ee on top of her!

Indy hears the scream and hears Willie calling to him. He runs
back toward the river. Stopping on the riverbank, he sees Willie
backing away in the water—Indiana's already starting to pull
his boots off—WILLIE
Indy! Help me!

INDIANA
Don't worry, I'm coming in! What
is it?

WILLIE
A snake!

Suddenly Indiana freezes and a strange look corsses his face—INDIANA
A what...?

WILLIE
A SNAKE!!

He finally sees the boa constrictor thrashing in the water close
to Willie. He leaves his boots on.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
Hurry, help me out of here!
What're you waiting for?!

INDIANA
Uh, listen—Willie—I got a
better idea.

WILLIE
What?!

INDIANA
First of all—don't panic!

Willie suddenly screams as the boa constrictor wraps around her
arm—WILLIE
It's got me ! Indy, help me!

Indy runs along the riverbank, trying to get closer to her, but
not about to jump into the river (due to his aversion to snakes—see Episode One: "Raiders of the Lost Ark").

INDIANA
Don't let it pull you deeper!

WILLIE
It's pulling me deeper!

INDIANA
Don't let it curl around you!

WILLIE
It's curling around me! Damn it,
stop talking and do something!

The snake is wrapping around her body and neck—her head is
barely above water—On the riverbank, Indy reaches down and grabs a piece of wood.
But as he watches the repulsive reptile, he starts to sweat and
his fear and loathing overpower him—WILLIE (Cont'd)
What's wrong?! Indy please help
me!

Indy groans and bolsters his courage—he takes two steps into
the water—but the complex is to strong and he can't go any
further. He drops the piece of wood...

INDIANA
Listen, Willie. Do exactly what
I tell you now.

WILLIE
What?!

INDIANA
Can you move your arm?

WILLIE
Just one arm!

INDIANA
Okay, I want you to lift your hand—and pet the snake.

WILLIE
PET IT??!!

INDIANA
Yes, stroke it right along the
maxillary and precaudal verte-
brae.

WILLIE
THE WHAT?!

INDIANA
Pet it on the head! Go on, pet
it!

In the water, Willie is whimpering as she lifts her hand and
starts petting the snake coiling around her pale body.

WILLIE
Oh—my—god—it's going to
crush me!

INDIANA
Keep stroking it!

Willie keeps rubbing her hand along the snakes head and back and
it slowly stops thrashing in the water.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
What's happening?

WILLIE
It's starting to let go!

INDIANA
That's good—you're doing fine.

Grimacing as she stares at the ugly serpent's head, Willie keeps
stroking it.

WILLIE
It's letting fo. I think it's --
I think it's going to sleep!

Indiana looks relieved. He sees the snake starting to drift away
from Willie and she starts paddling back to shore, collecting her
floating clothes along the way.

Holding her dripping dress against herself, she walks out of the
water toward Indy who smiles at her weakly.

INDIANA
See—I got you out...

She slows and hauls off and punches him in the mouth. Indy holds
his jaw as she walks away infuriates.

WILLIE
Thanks for nothing! I hate snakes!

INDIANA
(looking at
the water)
I know the feeling...

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53. EXT. THE CAMPSITE - NIGHT 53.

By firelight, we see Sajnu feeding the big elephants while Short
Round feeds and talks to the baby elephant—SHORT ROUND
You come to America with me, and
we can get job in the circus—you like that?

The baby elephant trumpets affirmitively.

A ways off, Willie stands wrapped in a blanket watching Shorty
and the elephant as she dries her hair by a campfire. Now Indy
comes up and drops an armload of wood for yet another fire.

WILLIE
Where'd you find your little body-
guard?

INDIANA
I met Short Round when he tried
to pick my pocket.

Indiana kneels and arranges the wood.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
Shorty's family was killed when
they bombed Shanghai. He was
living on the streets.

WILLIE
(smiling)
He'll be okay. He's a good kid.

Indy strikes a match and lights the new fire.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
All these fires—you expecting
more snakes, Dr. Jones?

She smiles snidely and continues drying her hair.

INDIANA
By the way, how'd you end up in
Shanghai?

WILLIE
Well, when my nightclub career was
run over by the Depression, some
pinhead convinced me that "a girl
could go places in the Orient..."
So, look where I got.

Indy picks up a blanket and spreads it on the ground.

INDIANA
What about the future?

WILLIE
Oh, that's easy—I'm going to
latch onto a good-looking, in-
credibly rich prince.

Indy lies down on the blanket.

INDIANA
I'd like to find one of those
myself.

WILLIE
(raising an eyebrow)
Oh really?

INDIANA
Yeah, but he's got to be dead and
buried for a couple of thousand years.
(smiling)
Fortune and glory...

WILLIE
Is that what you're hoping to find
at this palace, Dr. Jones?

INDIANA
Maybe...

Indy reaches into his pocket and removes the old piece of cloth.

WILLIE
What's that?

She walks over to where he's lying down and sits on a boulder.
He hands her the cloth and she looks at it by the firelight.

INDIANA
Something that kid gave me last
night. It's a piece of an old
manuscript.

Willie sees a crude drawing in reds, blue and gold.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
The drawing shows a priest named
Sankara who lived centuries ago.

WILLIE
What does the writing say?

INDIANA
It's Sanskrit. It tells the story
of Sankara climbing Mt. Kalisa
where he met the Hindu god Shiva.

WILLIE
(examining it)
That's Shiva? What's he giving
the Priest?

INDIANA
Legend says he told Sankara to go
forth and combat evil. To do that
he gave him five sacred stones that
had magical powers.

WILLIE
(looking at Indy)
You mean magical like the rock that
was stolen from that village?

Indy looks at her meaningfully.

INDIANA
It could be.

Willie seems frightened. She hands him the piece of cloth and
stands up.

WILLIE
(quietly)
Fortune and glory...sweet dreams,
Dr. Jones.

She picks up a blanket and starts off.

INDIANA
I think you should sleep closer.
(seeing her sus-
picious look)
I meant for safety.

WILLIE
(smiling)
I'd be safer sleeping with
that snake.

She steps over to a tree by the fire where her clothes are dry-
ing. Indy watches her pull her dried clothes from the lower
branches.

She reaches up to remove another piece of her clothing—it's
stuck to the tree and she looks up and yanks it. Suddenly the
piece of clothing moves!

Two enormous winds open and the hideous face of a GIANT BAT
screeches and hisses at Willie! She screams hysterically as the
bat flaps against her, biting and scratching at her before it fi-
nally takes off.

The bat flies off into the darkness and Indy chuckles as he
watches Willie shanking as she backs slowly toward the fire—WILLIE
Did you see it?! It was one
of those bats!
(staring into
the darkness)
God, what else is out there...?!

She quickly picks up her blanket and lays it out very close to
Indy.

INDIANA
Couldn't keep away, huh?

WILLIE
Just try and control yourself.

Indiana watches her lie down and wrap herself in her blanket.
then he rolls over and tips his hat down over his eyes to get
some well-deserved shut-eye.

In a moment, however, we see something grotesque and snake-like
slide into frame and move towards Indy—finally, we realize
it's an elephant's trunk. The trunk nudges Indy's shoulder.

INDIANA
(without looking)
Still scared? Okay, Willie, you
can get closer if you want...

The elephant's trunk moves closer and nuzzles Indy's neck.

INDIANA
Honey, I knew you'd be the first
one to give in...

Now, we see that Short Round is guiding the baby elephant's trunk
with a prod. Willie watches, stifling a laugh as the elephant's
trunk sniffs Indiana's ear—INDIANA (Cont'd)
You're going to start something
I'm going to have to finish.
(moaning)
Okay, doll, you asked for it.

Indiana rolls over, lifts his hat and hollers! He nearly jumps
out of his pants as he stares into the elephant's trunk. Willie
and Short Round dissolve into laughter.

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54. EXT. THE JUNGLE - DAY 54.

Tall, vine-covered trees sway in the wind. Beneath them, the el-
ephants plough through the dense tropical forest. The sounds of
the teeming jungle multiply as Short Round surveys the distant
hills.

SHORT ROUND
Indy, look!

INDIANA
That's it. Pankot Palace.

Willie looks off at the resplendent while Moghul-style palace ri-
sing in the distance above the jungle.

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55. EXT. A JUNGLE CLEARING - LATER 55.

Their Mayapore guide walks toward the camera and suddenly looks
frightened. He barks commands and the elephants stop. Indiana
jumps down an joins the fearful guide.

They stare at a small statue of a malevolent goddess with eight
arms. Around the goddess's neck, a carved necklace displays
small human heads—her eight hands hold other heads by their
hair.

Indiana moves closer to the statue as the terrified guide backs
away. Indy is fascinated by the ritual objects adorning it:
leaves, dead birds, rodents and turtles. Indiana grimaces as he
lifts a necklace of real pierced human fingers...

WILLIE (O.S.)
Why are we stopping here?

Indiana goes back and joins the scared, jabbering guide who is
helping Willie down from the elephant. Short Round jumps down.

SHORT ROUND
What you look at, Indy?

INDIANA
Just a statue.

WILLIE
What's the guide talking about?
He hasn't said a word the whole
trip.

Indy listens to the agitated guide and then speaks a few words in
Hindi back to him. They watch the distressed guide trun the ele-
phants and start away with them as fast as possible.

WILLIE
He's afraid of something.

INDIANA
He said he couldn't take us any
farther. He has to go sell the
elephants.

WILLIE
You mean we have to walk the rest
of the way?

Willie moans and follows Indy. Short Round watches the elephants
trudging away. The little elephant turns and looks back. Short
Round quickly wipes a tear from his face.

CUT TO:

56. EXT. A PALACE APPROACH - AFTERNOON 56.

Indiana and Short Round hike up a rock-paved road beside a high
wall. Exhausted, carrying her high heels, Willie trudges along
behind them.

WILLIE—shot at, fallen out of a plane,
nearly drowned, squashed by a snake,
attacked by a bat—I smell like
an elephant!
(yelling)
I tell you I'm not going to make it!

Indiana finally stops. He walks back to Willie, suddenly picks
her us in his arms and starts carrying her the remaining way.
Willie is surprised and puzzled.

INDIANA
Any more complaints?

WILLIE
(smiling faintly)
Yeah, I wish you'd thought of this
sooner...

She doesn't seem to mind being carried by Indy. He arrives at
the entrance to the palace and puts her down—she stands close
to him and he gently smoothes the collar of her dress.

INDIANA
It doesn't feel like there's been
any permanent damage.

She smiles at him again and then turns around—and whistles as
she sees Pankot Palace: a sprawling, monumental mixture of Mo-
ghul and Rajput styles, the palace is an extravaganza of Princely
architecture.

57. EXT. A BRIDGE 57.

The three travelers start across a marble bridge toward the main
entrance. Lined along the bridge, palace guards stand with
lances.

As the threesome passes, the first Rajput guard snaps noisily to
attention and Willie jumps. As Willie continues across the
bridge, the other guards snap to attention in sequence and she
grins, enjoying the attention.

58. INT. THE OUTER COURTYARD 58.

Short Round and Willie follow Indiana through a dark archway into
a glittering courtyard. The palace seems deserted and forebod-
ing.

INDIANA
Hello?...(hello?)...(hello?)

Indy's voice echoes off the marble facades—three enormous Raj-
put guards with curved swords in their sashes appear silently at
opposite sides of the courtyard.

WILLIE
(frightened)
Hi...(hi)...(hi)...

Then, a tall severe-looking Indian in an English suit material-
izes out of the shadows and comes forward slowly. CHATTAR LAL
appraises the intruders suspiciously:

He sees a whoozy beauty in a weary evening gown; a dirty Chinese
kid with a baseball cap; a rugged-looking American carrying a
bullwhip...

CHATTAR LAL
I would say you look rather lost.
(disdainfullt)
But then I cannot imagine where
in the world the three of you
would look at home...

INDIANA
(smiling evenly)
Lost? No, we're not lost. We're
on our way to Delhi. This is Miss
Scott—and Mr. Round. My name's
Indiana Jones.

CHATTAR LAL
(surprised)
Dr. Jones? The eminent archae-
ologist?

WILLIE
Hard to believe, isn't it...?

CHATTAR LAL
I remember first hearing your name
when I was studying at Oxford. I
Am Chattar Lal, Prime Minister for
His Highness the Maharajah of Pankot.

He bows and Willie sort of curtsies.

CHATTAR LAL (Cont'd)
Welcome to Pankot Palace.

59. INT. PANKOT PALACE - AFTERNOON 59.

They walk along the marble halls, past dazzling walls inlaid with
pieces of mirror and semi-precious stones. Fountains spray in
ivory countyards and they gaze in awe at the ornate splendour.

As Willie walks with Shorty she appraises the chronolgoical
portraits of the Pankot Prices that line the hall. Dissipated
faces, elegant faces, evil faces—she reacts to them.

WILLIE
(to Short Round)
How'd you like to run into him in
a dark alley...that one's kind of
cute...I could see myself married
to a prince like that...

Ahead of them Chattar Lal walks with Indy and questions him
suspiciously—CHATTAR LAL
The plane crash and your journey
here sound—most incredible.

WILLIE
You should have been there...

INDIANA
We'd appreciate it if the Mahara-
jah would let us stay tonight.
We'll be on out way in the morn-
ing.

CHATTAR LAL
I am only his humble servant, but
the Maharajah usually listens to
my advice.

WILLIE
Is that him?

They've come to the last in the row of Princes portraits. Wil-
lie stops and looks up disappointedly at a picture of an aged,
immensely corpulent Rajput prince.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
(politely)
He's not exactly what we call
"a spring chicken".

CHATTAR LAL
No, no, that is Uhmed Singh, the
present Maharajah's late father.

WILLIE
Oh—good. And maybe the pres-
ent Marahajah is a little younger?
And thinner?

Two female servants approach silently and bow.

CHATTAR LAL
They will escort you to your rooms
now. You will be provided with
fresh clothes. Tonight you will
be dining with His Highness.

WILLIE
Dinner? And with a prince?! My
luck is changing. But look at
me—my god, I've to to get
ready!

She hurried off with one of the servants toward her room. Chat-
tar Lal smiles cooly at Indiana—CHATTAR LAL
Eight o'clock in the Pleasure
Pavilion.

CUT TO:

60. EXT. THE PLEASURE PALIVION - NIGHT 60.

An extraordinary gold dome rises in the middle of the eleaborate
gardens. The Pleasure Pavilion is ablaze with torch lights,
flickering candles and exotic music.

Indiana comes out of the palace with Short Round. Indy has on a
tweed jacket and a nectie—his university professor's outfit.
Short Round has been cleaned up, but still sports his baseball
cap.

Willie joins them, looking stunning is a silk Western-styled
gown. She's also been loaned some Moghul jewelry which sparkles
on her neck and arms.

INDIANA
You look like a princess.

Willie's flattered by the first nice thing Indy's said to her.

WILLIE
It's sort of like being in heaven.

They cross the garden toward the pavilion and Willie's eyes are
like a kid's at Christmas.

61. INT. THE PLEASURE PAVILION 61.

As they enter, Indiana gives a half-dressed dancing girl the
once-over as she spins to the music of drums and "vinhas".

INDIANA
(smiling)
I've always had a weakness for
folk dancing.

WILLIE
(snidely)
She might get away with that act
here, but she'd never make it in
a real nightclub.

They walk among the rich court ministers and Indian merchants.

Chattar Lal approaches with a British cavalry captain in unifrom.

CHATTAR LAL
We are fortunate tonight to have
some many unexpected guests. his
is Captain Phillip Blumburtt.

Blumburtt bows to Willie and Indiana.

CHATTAR LAL (Cont'd)
Captain Blumburtt and his troops
are here to check up on the
"natives".

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
(politely)
Just a routine inspection tour.

CHATTAR LAL
The British worry so about their
Emprie—it makes us feel like
well-cared-for children.

WILLIE
Listen, Mr. Lal, what do you call
the Maharajah's wife?

CHATTAR LAL
His Highness has not yet taken a
wife.

WILLIE
(happily)
No? Well, I guess he just hasn't
met the right woman...

As Willie chatters on with the Prime Minister, Indiana wanders
off. He moves to a wall where bronze statues and strange devo-
tional objects are displayed.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
(joining Indy)
Interested in local curios?

INDIANA
No. But I am interested in the
occult. And this is a krtya.

Indiana picks up a small clay figurine and examines it.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
(grimacing)
Charming.

INDIANA
It's like the voodoo dolls of West
Africa. The kryta represents your
enemy—and gives you complete
power over him.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
That God all that mumbo jumbo
rubbish is disappearing.

INDIANA
You think so?

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
Of course. Admittedly, it's taken
time. Britian's controlled India
for almost two hundred eyars now.

Indiana smiles at the somewhat pompous bureaucrat.

INDIANA
You're hanging on better here
than you did in America.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
(smiling sourly)
This is a different situation, Dr.
Jones. These people are like
children. We have to lead them
slowly into the twentieth century.

Indiana puts the doll down and looks over at Chattar Lal and
Willie.

INDIANA
The Prime Minister doesn't seem
that naive.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
No, he's a very shrewd old boy.
Power behind the throne and all
that. He actually runs this whole
province.

Indy and the Prime Minister exchange distant looks as Willie
comes back over to Indiana. She talks to him conspiratorially—WILLIE
I think this Maharajah is swim-
ming in money. Maybe coming here
wasn't such a bad idea.

Blumburtt finds these Americans quite suspect and seems relieved
when he hears a drum.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
I believe we're being called to
dinner.

WILLIE
Finally!

As the drum beats the assembled guests move toward a long, low
table surrounded by colorful pillows. Short Round follows with a
little monkey he's found perched on his arm.

As everyone stands around the table, Chattar Lal makes an an-
nouncement in Hindi and then in English—CHATTAR LAL
His Supremem Highness, guardian of
Rajput tradition—the Maharajah
of Pankot—Zalim Singh.

All eyes are on two solid silver doors which open—and through
which now walks the MAHARAJAH ZALIM SINGH. Everyone is bowing,
including Indiana and Willie, who looks amazed—WILLIE
That's the Maharajah—that kid?!

INDIANA
Maybe he likes older women.

Indeed, Zalim Singh is only thirteen. Outfitted in silver and
gold brocade, festooned with enormous jewels, the litlle Mahara-
jah gazes imperiously at the bowing crowd—and then glares at
Short Round.

Indy sees Short Round chewing gum, staring antagonistically at
the Maharajah. Indy pushes SHort Round into a bowing position.

The Maharajah finally sits down on golden pillows. He nods and
his guests take their seats. Indiana sees Willie's dreams of
queendom have vanished.

INDIANA
Cheer up, you lost your prince,
but dinner's on the way.

WILLIE
I've never been so hungry in my
life...

Servants appear with silver platters of steaming food. They
place a platter in front of Willie and she stares at it in amaze-
ment:

It's a whole raosted boar, replete with a decorative arrow pierc-
ing its bloated stomach and tiny broiled baby bores placed around
it as if they were suckling on their well-cooked mother.

WILLIE
(grimacing)
My god, sort of grusome, isn't
it...?

Seeing the meat being served, Indiana looks across the table at
Blumburtt who seems equally puzzled. Meanwhile, the little Maha-
rajah whispers to his Prime Minsiter. Then Chattar Lal speaks to
the table—CHATTAR LAL
His Highness wants me to welcome
his visitors. Especially the
renowned Dr. Jones from America.

Indy bows slightly toward the Maharajah.

INDIANA
We are honored to be here.

Servants put down another platter. Willie stares at an enormous
steaming boa constrictor on the platter. With a flash of a
knife, a servant slits the huge snake and exposes a mass of
squirming, live baby eels inside...

WILLIE
Suddenly I'm not so hungry...

Meanwhile, Indiana is chatting poleitely with the Prime Minister.

INDIANA
I had a question, Mr. Prime Mini-
ster. I was examining some of the
Maharajah's artifacts.

CHATTAR LAL
A very fine collection of very old
pieces, don't you think?

INDIANA
Yes, very fine. But not all of the
pieces look old. Some were carved
recently and look like images used
by the Thuggees to worship the god-
des Kali.

At the emntion of the Thuggees, the Indians at the table quiet,
as it a taboo has been broken. Chattar Lal glares at Indiana.

CHATTAR LAL
Dr. Jones, you know very well that
the Thuggee cult has been dead for
nearly a century.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
Of course. The Thuggees were an
obscenity that worshipped Kali
with human sacrifices. The Brit-
ish Army wiped them out about the
time of the Mutiny of 1857.

Short Round avoids the dinner by feeding it to his little monkey
as he listens to the scary conversation.

The talk is bad enough, but Willie finds the food unbelievable!
A servant leans overher shoulder and places a six-inch long BUG
on her plate!

Willie whimpers quietly as she watches the fat merchant next to
her lift one of the black, shiny baked-beetles—and crack it in
two! The man proceeds to enthusiastically suck the gooey innards
out.

MERCHANT
(looking at Willie)
But you're not eating!

WILLIE
(weakly)
I uh—had bugs for lunch.

Meanwhile, Indiana continues to politely needle Chattar Lal.

INDIANA
I suppose stories of the Thuggees
die hard.

CHATTAR LAL
There are no stories anymore.

INDIANA
Well, I don't know... we came here
from a small village and the peas-
ants there told us that the Pankot
Palace was growing powerful again—becuase of some ancient evil.

Indiana smiles and shrugs.

CHATTAR LAL
(sneeringly)
Their stories are just fear and
folklore.

INDIANA
(cooly)
Maybe.. but how do you explain
The Thuggee shrine I saw right
below the palace?

Indy catches a glance between the little Maharajah and the prime
minister, who answers slowly—CHATTAR LAL
The local peasants are just as
superstitious. You're very ob-
servant, Dr. Jones. But you're
beginning to worry Capt. Blum-
burtt.

Blumburtt's phlegmatic attitude has changed to curiosity.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
I'm not worried, Prime Minister,
just interested.

During their conversation, Willie listens to beetles SNAPPING and
she watches revolted as the other dinner guests suck the gooey
insides out of the bugs.

WILLIE
(to Short Round)
Give me your hat...

SHORT ROUND
What for?

WILLIE
I'm going to puke in it...

Meanwhile, Indy continues ingenously with Chattar Lal.

INDIANA
You know the villagers also
claimed that this palace stole
something from them.

CHATTAR LAL
Dr. Jones, it our country a guest
does not usually insult his host.

INDIANA
Sorry, I thought we were just talking
about folklore.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
(trying to make peace)
I'm sure it's nothing. Just ru-
mors.
(but interested)
What was it they claimed was
stolen?

INDIANA
Something magical. A sacred rock.

CHATTAR LAL
(condescendingly)
There, you see, Captain. A rock!

INDIANA
When they lost this rock their
fields and animals dies. They
also said their children were
taken from them.

CHATTAR LAL
I think that's enough of this
nonsense, Dr. Jones...

Indiana smiles faintly at Chattar Lal's anger. Across the table,
Willie looks pale and motions to the waiter.

WILLIE
So you have something, you know,
simple—like soup or something?

The servant goes off and returns with a covered bowl. He uncov-
ers it and Willie looks at a soup with a dozen eyeballs floating
in it.

MERCHANT
Looks delicious!

WILLIE
I wanna go home...

Willie whimpers and tears start down her cheeks.

INDIANA
(to Chattar Lal)
I was dubious muself at first.
Then something connected—the
village's rock and the old legend
of the Sankara Stones...

CHATTAR LAL
(controlling himself)
Dr. Jones, we are all vulnerable
to vicious rumors. I seem to re-
member that in Honduras you were
accused of being a grave robber
rather than a scientist.

INDIANA
(shrugging)
The newspapers exaggerated the
incident

CHATTAR LAL
And didn't the Sultan of Madagas-
car threaten to cut your head off
if you ever returned to his coun-
try?

INDIANA
That was a misunderstanding.

CHATTAR LAL
(smiling)
Exactly what we have here, Dr.
Jones.

MAHARAJAH
I have heard the terrible stories
of the evil Thuggee cult...

When the little Marahajah speaks it surprises everyone and there
is silence.

MAHARAJAH (Cont'd)
I thought the stories were told
to frighten children. Later, I
learned that the Thuggee cult was
once real and did unspeakable
things.

The Marahajah looks at Indiana.

MAHARAJAH (Cont'd)
I am ashamed of what happened here
so many years ago. We keep these
objects—to remind us that this
will never again happen in my
kingdom!

INDIANA
(after a moment)
I'm sorry if I've offended you.

Now, more trays are whisked in by servants.

MERCHANT
Ah, dessert!

Short Round's monkey suddenly screeches and takes off. Willie
closed here eyes in dread - but curiosity gets the best of her
and she looks—it's worse than she could imagine:

Plates full of small, dead monkey heads! (*Production note: be-
cause of his extremely sensitive nature, the director has reque-
ted that these monkey heads be simulated).

The tops of the monkey's skulls have been cut off and sit loose
like little covers. Willie watches in utter dismay as the Maha-
rajah and his guests remove the skull-tops and start dipping
spoons into what's inside—MERCHANT (Cont'd)
Chilled monkey brains!

Willie keels over, crashing backwards in a dead faint!

CUT TO:

62. INT. A PALACE HALL - LATER 62.

Women servants help a woobly-kneed Willie toward her room.

63. EXT. THE PELASURE GARDEN - NIGHT 63.

Hundreds of lanters illuminate the garden where after dinner
drinks are served, cigars lighted and hookah pipes puffed on.

Indiana comes out of the pavilion into the garden with Capt.
Blumburtt and they talk quietly.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
Rather bizarre menu, woundn't you
say?

INDIANA
Even if they were trying to scare
us away, a devout Hindu would
never touch meat.
(looking around)
Makes you wonder what these people
are...

Now, the little Maharajah comes over with his retinue and he
reaches for Indy's whip which Short Round is carrying.

MAHARAJAH
I have seen this thing. What is
it, Dr. Jones?

SHORT ROUND
Hey, nobody touches Indy's whip!

Short Round grabs for it, but Indiana restrains him.

INDIANA
We're guests here, Shorty.

The Maharajah glares are Short Round and five the whip to Indy.

MAHARAJAH
You will show me how it works
please.

Indy bows to the little prince and smiles ironically—INDIANA
You wish is my command, your
Highness.

While Short Round watches angrily, Indiana walks across the gar-
den and unfurls the whip. Indy sees a servant lighting a candle.

Suddenly the whip flies and CRACKS like a pistol shot. The
candle disappears! Indiana whirls and CRACKS the whip again,
snagging a flower out of a dancing girl's hair.

The Maharajah reacts like any kid—he shoops happily.

MAHARAJAH
That is wonderful! Please teach
me how!

Short Round sulks as he listens to Indiana instructing the Maha-
rajah on how to hold the whip. As the young prince practises the
grip, Indy notices Chattar Lal slip behind a fountain to talk to
a dark figure in robes who appears.

Indiana sees Chattar Lal bow to the dark figure—and Indy
catches a glimpse of the stranger's pale face and dark hollow
eyes. Then the robled apparition seems to disappear.

Meanwhile everyone watches respectfully as the Maharajah unfurls
the whip for his first attempt. He flings the whip but it flies
back and snaps—biting his own cheek.

There's a stunned silence—then Short Round laughs at the
little prince who is holding his wounded cheek. The incensed Ma-
rahajah suddenly flashes the whip as Short Round.

Short Round grabs the end of it and pulls hard—the whip is
tugged taut between the two hostile boys. As they draw near each
other, Short Round sees something weird:

The little Maharajah's eyes begin glowing yelloe and he hisses
softly in a strange voice. Nobody else sees or hears the bizarre
transformation...

Indiana finally intercedes—he grabs Short Round by the neck.

INDIANA
Okay, Short Round, let go of it.

Short Round lets go and Indy gently takes the whip back from the
little prince.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
The Turks say that a whip can be
an enemy even to its owner. If
you get some rope, it'll be easier
to learn with, your Highness.
Now, I think we'll say goodnight.

The Maharajah and Short Round stare hostiley at each other as
Indy recoils his whip.

CUT TO:

64. INT. A PALACE HALL - NIGHT 64.

Short Round walks beside Indiana down the shadowy hall toward
their room. Short Round has Indy's whip curled around his shoul-
der. The little fellow yawns and shakes his head.

SHORT ROUND
That little Maharajah think he
big stuff.

INDIANA
You don't like him do you?

SHORT ROUND
Next time I flatten him! Did you
see his eyes?

INDIANA
No.

SHORT ROUND
Indy, they glow like fire and get
real crazy! Then he talk in this
real scary voice!

Indy tousles Short Round's hair.

INDIANA
He was afraid of you. He knows a
tough guy when he sees one.

SHORT ROUND
(not so shure)
Yeah, that's what happened...

They reach their room and Short Round opens the door.

INDIANA
I better see how Willie is.

Short Round shakes his head scornfully as Indy crosses the hall
and knocks on another door. After a moment, the door opens and
Willie is standing there in a tempting nightgown.

INDIANA
I brought you something.

He holds up something wrapped in a piece of silk.

WILLIE
(disgusted)
Not leftovers?

INDIANA
No—real food.

Willie opens the bundle suspiciously—then her hace lights up
as she examines the breads and fruits inside.

WILLIE
Oh, it is real food...it's
beautiful.

She bites happily into a piece of fruit—its juice runs down
her chin and Indy wipes it off gently with his hand. The mouth
deliberately seductive and Willie is not displeased.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
You're nice. Listen, I'm taking
applications—how'd you like to
be my palace slave?

INDIANA
(smiling)
Wearing your jewels to be, prin-
cess?

Indy touches her necklace—then his hand caresses her neck and
ear. She shivers slightly and speaks softly.

WILLIE
Yeah—and nothing else.
(smiling)
That shock you?

INDIANA
(shaking his head)
I'm a scientist. I like doing
research on certain "nocturnal
activities"—She smiles and puts a grape to his lips. He opens his mouth
takes it and chews it.

WILLIE
You mean like love rituals...

He swallows the grape and they move toward each other slowly to
kiss, revealing the passion that's simmering.

INDIANA
And mating customs...

They kiss again more heatedly.

WILLIE
Primitive sexual practices?

INDIANA
You're taling to an authority
in that area.

They kiss again hungrily—WILLIE
You're dying to come into my room,
aren't you?

INDIANA
You want me so bad, why don't you
invite me?

WILLIE
Too proud to admit you're crazy
about me, Dr. Jones?

INDIANA
I think you're too used to get-
ting you own way, Willie...

They kiss yet again—and Indy breaks it off, just to show he's
still in control. He backs away toward his room.

WILLIE
(watching him)
We'll see who gives in first—I'll leave my door open.

INDIANA
Don't catch cold.

WILLIE
Dr. Jones -- ?

Indy stops by his door and sees Willie smiling as she holds up
five fingers—WILLIE (Cont'd)
Five minutes... you'll be back
over here in five minutes...

INDIANA
You're dreaming, Willie. You want
to make it real, just knock on my
door.

He winks. She waves. But neither one will surrender first.
Willie does into her room, leaving the door ajar. Indy opens his
door.

65. INT. INDIANA'S SUITE 65.

Indy comes in and closes the door—leaving it open a crack. He
stands and listens, waiting for her to come over.

66. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE 66.

Willie stands likewise by her door, waiting to hear Indy come
back over.

67. INT. INDIANA'S SUITE 67.

Indiana shrugs and walks over to a couch and starts taking off
his tweed jacket and necktie—INDIANA
Five minutes... fat chance.

68. INT. WILLIE SUIT 68.

Willie moves around her lavish suite, turning down lights, creating
a romantic effect, checking herself in a mirror—WILLIE
(confidently)
Five minutes, Dr. Jones...

69. INT. INDIANA'S SUITE 69.

Indy undresses in the magnificently decorated room: wall paint-
ings show palace scenes and landscapes; life-size figures
dance and there are full-scale portraits or Rajput princes and
prancing horses. But Indy's more concerned with lust than with
art.

INDIANA
(muttering)
...want me to be her palace slave!

He picks up his whip and smiles, considering using it on her.
Then he just grubles and tosses the bullwhip onto the couch.

70. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE 70.

Lying in bed in a seductive pose, Willie waits for Indy to show
up and she starts to look worried. She grabs a clock and shakes
it to see if it's working. She taps her fingers irritably won-
dering in her charm has failed...

71. INT. INDIANA'S SUITE 71.

We see another clock ticking. Looking annoyed, Indy tosses a
boot at it and the clock falls on its face, setting of the
alarm.

On the chaise lounge in front of Indy's bed, Short Round moves
groggily and sees Indy turning off the alarm.

SHORT ROUND
(half asleep)
Get to sleep Indy—I stay up
and keep eye on things...

INDIANA
Okay, Shorty ... see you in the
morning...I'm going to have a
little—word with Willie.

Indy finally shakes his head and gives in to his animal
instincts. He buttons his shirt, puts his boots back on and
grabs his leather jacket.

As he puts on his jacket he walks past the life-sized paintings of
armed gaurds standing in silent vigil. Suddenly we see something
frightening behind him: one of the wall paintings sees to come
to life!

A large figure in robes and a turban looms out from the wall and
lifts a silk cord—the figure wraps the cord suddenly around
Indiana's neck!

The huge assassin stands behind Indy, twisting the cord even
tighter around his neck. As Indy attempts to break free he
sees the assassin's face is a mirror—and a strange yellow
light glowing in the killer's eyes.

72. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE 72.

Willie's finally had enough waiting and she gets out of beg petu-
lantly.

WILLIE
He's not coming...I can't be-
lieve it...

She walks across the room and opens the door. She looks out
the empty hall—and her resolve starts to weaken—WILLIE (Cont'd)
Well...
(bracing herself)
No! I'm not going over there...

She comes back into her room and kicks the door closed.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
Sleep tight, Dr. Jones!
(suddenly melancholy)
I could've been your greatest ad-
venture...

73. INT. INDIANA'S SUITE 73.

Indy shoves the assassin backwards, ramming the big man into the
wall. The assassin maintains his deathgrip—while on the
chaise, Short Round sleeps through it all!

Gasping futilely for air, Indy sinks slowly to his knees - his
eyes bulge and he stares at the tiny, smiling skulls at the ends
of the death-cord wrapped around the assassin's fists.

Indiana sinks lower and then feels something—desperately he
grabs a brass pot on the floor by the handle and swings it with
his last strength, smashing it up into the assassin's head with
a skull-crushing clang!

The assassin is stunned and Indiana curls forward pulling him
into a somersault and sening him flying over his back. The ass-
assin crashes on his sping next to the chaise. Short Round still
doesn't wake up.

Indiana rips the cord from around his neck and gasps for breath.
He sees the assassin pulling a knife. Indiana dives as the knife
flies through the air and slams into the wall.

Indiana grabs his whip, rolls and lands on his feet. As the ass-
assin tries to retreat, Indy unleashes his whip—it CRACKS and
wraps around the killer's neck.

The big man struggles, pulling on the whip, trying to release it
from his throat—and Indiana holds fast, watching the killer
gasping for air now as his face turns red.

Suddenly the assassin does a full-blown backward sommersault
which rips the whip out of Indy's hand. The assassin has an in-
stant to grin victoriously—Until he sees that the whip handle is arching toward the ceiling
where is gets caught on the revolving fan! The surprised assass-
in it tugged upwards—and the whip twists around the ceiling
fan like fishing-line around a fishing-reel—And like a doomed flounder, the assassin is slowly reeled up and
dragged toward the ceiling, his toes lifting off the floor.
The assassin screams as he is hanged! His legs twitch in
his death throes—and below him, Short Round finally wakes up.

Always Indiana's protector, Shorty instictively leaps off the
couch and draws a small dagger—SHORT ROUND
Don't worry, Indy! Where are
they?!

Short Round spins a 360 , then looks up and does a double-take
seeing the dead assassin twisting slowly around the ceiling fan.
Indy takes Short Rund by the shoulders and turns him away from
the grisly sight.

INDIANA
It's okay, it's over—go turn
off the fan.

Short goes over and turns off the fan—the assassin's body
drops and Indy recoils his whip. Suddenly they hear a hideous
scream—Willie!

74. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE 74.

In a tight close-up: Willie screams again. She's lying in bed
looking down at something—Moving up her shapely leg, a green and black, monstrous-looking
insect crawls onto her stomach and Willie stops breather. Immo-
bilized by fear, Willie watches in silent agony as the hideous
insect climbs slowly up her breast and slithers toward her neck.

Across the suite, the doors burst open and Indiana rushes in.
Shorty is behind him, carrying Indy's whip. Indiana leaps on a
stools and slides up to the bed to save WIllie—Then he spots the giant insect crawling on her and decides to
have some fun.

INDIANA
This a cheap trick to get me over
here?

Willie speaks with desperate, fearful precision—WILLIE
No—don't you see—crawling—INDIANA
What—the bug?

Willie is petrified and shaking.

WILLIE
Get—the—bug—off!

INDIANA
Gee, I wouldn't want to touch an
ugly critter like that!

SHORT ROUND
(grinning)
Uh uh—me neither!

Willie looks at the man-of-action like he's insane. Then she
feels the bug crawling onto her cheek—WILLIE
Oh no—oh no!!

INDIANA
(studying the bug)
You know, Willie, I'll bet he's
mad because they were eating his
friends for dinner.

WILLIE
Please—oh please, I'm going to
die! Get it off!

Indiana shrugs and leans over and casually swats the horrible bug
off her face. He and Short Round watch the insect skid across
the floor—and suddenly disappear as if by magic!

Puzzled, they wander toward the wall, leaving Willie behind,
bathed in sweat, staring at the ceiling—WILLIE
What did I do to deserve this
trip?!

Kneeling by the wall, Short Round examines the baseboard—SHORT ROUND
It went under. Hey, I feel
wind, Indy.

Indiana knocks on the wall and considers the hollow sound. He
moves back and looks at the whole wall. Behind him, Willie moves
past—WILLIE
I'm packing! I'm getting out of
here right now tonight!

She dashes behind a screen to start getting dressed. Meanwhile
Indy feels the marble walls. He moves to a niche in which there
is a small statue of Ganesha, the friendly elephant god.

Indiana lifts the statue—and a panel in the wall opens slow-
ly. Short Round looks amazed. Indy watches the light fall
across the far wall of a tunnel as the door opens slowly.

Indy peers into the tunnel at an old wall painting. Spiderly San-
skrit calligraphy runs under a flanking illustration of a prince
bowing before a god.

INDIANA
*(He reads aloud an inscription
in Sanskrit).

SHORT ROUND
What does it mean, Indy?

INDIANA
(translating)
"Follow in the footsteps of
Shiva. Do not betray his truth."

Indy takes out the piece of cloth the boy gave him in Mayapore,
the similarities are striking. It is also a picture of Shiva
Sankara.

INDIANA
*(He repeats aloud the inscrip-
tion also written on the cloth)

Over behind the screen, Willie's getting into some silk pants with
an Indian-style brocade bodice top—WILLIE
I don't care if I have to walk to
Delhi, I'm -- hey!

She notices Indy and Short Round bending to enter the dark tunnel
behind the wall.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
Wait a minute! What're you—where're you going?!

Indy pokes his head back into the room—INDIANA
Lock your door and don't leave
until we get back.

He disappears behind the wall and Willie looks worried.

75. INT. A PALACE TUNNEL - NIGHT 75.

Indy and Short Round enter the secret passage and move forward
slowly into the inky darkness.

SHORT ROUND
I don't think we suppose to be in
here, Indy...

They creep slowly down the dark tunnel. It grows smaller and Indy
ducks his head.

SHORT ROUND (Cont'd)
I step on something.

Their footsteps crunch on the tunnel floor.

INDIANA
You're right, there's something
all over the floor...

Even Short Round has to duck and Indy finally kneels to his
hands and knees.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
We'll have to crawl.

As they crawl, their hands and knees continue to crunch on what-
ever it is littering the ground.

SHORT ROUND
Indy, the floor—there is some-
thing alive!

Indiana gets a match out of his pocket. He snaps it with his
thumb and the match flares—a hideous insectarium: a living
collection of the world's ugliest antropods, hexapods and arch-
nids.

SHORT ROUND
Holy smoke—I'm scared, Indy!

Indiana turns and sees something else—INDIANA
There's a chamber here. Come on—Indy finds an oil lamp on the wall and lights it. Short Round
happily scampers into the chamber and Indy follows him. Suddenly
the door slides shut—trapping them inside!

76. INT. THE CHAMBER 76.

Indiana lights a match and finds another oil lamp. He and Short
Round look for a way to open the door that closed behind them,
but they have no luck.

INDIANA
Damn!

Then they hear Willie's voice echoing down the short tunnel.

WILLIE (O.S.)
Hey—where are you?!

77. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE 77.

Back in the suite, Willie stands by the entrance to the secret
passage, peering into the dark tunnel—WILLIE (Cont'd)
Indiana Jones?! Are you in there?!

78. INT. THE CHAMBER 78.

Indy mutters irritably to himself—INDIANA
Yes, we're in here...

He looks everywhere for something to open the door. Short
Round spots a loose brick and moves it—SHORT ROUND
Indy, I found a --

Suddenly they hear a rumble and Indy turns to see the opposite
wall moving—the spikes start appearing! Their lethal points
protrude from the wall as it starts closing in toward Indy and
Short Round.

SHORT ROUND (Cont'd)
Indy -- !

Shorty points up and Indiana sees more spikes descending from the
ceiling! Indy turns toward the door and shouts—INDIANA
Uh—Willie?!
(louder)
Willie, you better get down here!

79. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE 79.

Willie listens and looks scared—WILLIE
(shouting back)
What?!

INDIANA (O.S.)
Willie, come here! Hurry up,
we're in trouble!!

SHORT ROUND (O.S.)
Willie, help!!

Willie is frightened, confused and jumping around—80. INT. THE SPIKE CHAMBER 80.

The deadly spikes inch slowly toward them from the wall and ceil-
ing. They start pounding on the door and shout—INDIANA
Willie, damn it! Get down here,
NOW

81. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE 81.

Willie finds the courage to finally whimper and step into the
dark passage—WILLIE
Oh hell—I bet I get all dirty
again!

82. INT. THE TUNNEL 82.

Willie starts down the dark tunnel toward the chamber.

INDIANA (O.S.)
WILLIE?!

WILLIE
I'm coming, what's the rush?!
Ohh! What's that?! There's
stuff all over the floor! I
can't see a thing!

83. INT. THE SPIKE CHAMBER 83.

They hear her coming and Indy watches nervously as the spikes
draw even closer—INDIANA
Move, Willie! Faster!

84. INT. THE TUNNEL 84.

Willie crawls and crunches on the littered floor—WILLIE
It's all wet and icky! Aaahh—things are moving!!

She sees the low lamp by the door to the chamber.

SHORT ROUND (O.S.)
Please, Willie!

She grabs the lamp and turns it up so it burns brighter. She
looks around—and SCREAMS!! She sees the sickening, swarming
mass of glistening insects crawling toward her, attracted by the
light—WILLIE
(hysterical)
There's bugs! Bugs all over!
Help! Help me!

INDIANA (O.S.)
Willie, open the door! GET US
OUT OF HERE!

Willie pounds on the door—WILLIE
OPEN THE DOOR! LET ME IN!!

85. INT. THE SPIKE ROOM 85.

The spikes close in—INDIANA
GET US OUT! Willie, shut up and
listen! There's got to be a ful-
crum release! Look around!

WILLIE (O.S.)
A what?!

86. INT. THE TUNNEL 86.

Willie whines and frantically searches the wall. Insects are
crawling and jumping on her and she kicks at them!

INDIANA (O.S.)
A fulcrum release lever!

WILLIE
I can't find any lever! Help me
Indy!

87. INT. THE SPIKE CHAMBER 87.

Indiana and Short Round are backed against the wall and the
spikes are a foot away and moving in—INDIANA
Look around, Willie! There's got to
be a liever hidden somewhere! Come
on, you can do it!

88. INT. THE TUNNEL 88.

Insects drop onto Willie from the ceiling and fly at her as she
flattens against the wall. Then her elbow hits something—a
loose stone. She claws at it and it falls out of the wall
leaving a hole.

WILLIE
There's a hole! I found a square
hole!

INDIANA (O.S.)
That's it—the release lever—look inside!

WILLIE
I am—it looks horrible!

The hole is revolting : covered with squirming insects, it also
oozes some kind of glistening mucus.

INDIANA (O.S.)
Reach inside!

Willie moves her hand toward the nauseating hole then pulls back.

WILLIE
I can't, Indy! I can't!

89. INT. THE SPIKE TUNNEL 89.

Indiana turns his head sideways and sucks in his breath, but the
deadly spikes are poking into his leater jacket now—INDIANA
The lever! Willie, do it! NOW!

90. INT. THE TUNNEL 90.

Willie screams and jams her hand into the gross hole—WILLIE
Oh God, it's soft—it's moving!

INDIANA (O.S.)
Willie!

91. INT. THE SPIKE CHAMBER 91.

Short Round is frightened to death and crying—SHORT ROUND
Willie, help us! Hurry!

92. INT. THE TUNNEL 92.

She hears Short Round crying and twists her hand in the disgust-
ing hole. Suddenly the door springs open! Willie pulls her hand
out and stares in horror—her hand and arm are covered with
greenish slimey mung!

93. INT. THE SPIKE CHAMBER 93.

The spikes suddenly retract, disappearing into the wall and clos-
ing. Indy pulls Willie inside the chamber and the door slams
shut again. Willie dances around, yelling about the hideous slime
on her arm.

WILLIE
Get is off me—get it off!

Indy helps her wipe it off. Willie falls back against the door.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
You left me out there! What in
the hell were you doing in here?!
I want to leave this place right
now!!

She sees the same lever that Short Round pulled earlier and grabs
for it. Indiana dives and manages to stop her from activating
the spikes agian.

INDIANA
Not that one! We had enought of
that one, thank you...

He looks around and spots a small rock protruding from the wall.
Cautiously, praying htat it won't activate another booby trap,
Indy pushes the rock.

A large door opens on the other side of the chamber—a soft
wind howls past outside the chamber.

94. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 94.

Indiana, Short Round and Willie exit the spike chamber and head
down a larger tunnel through which a roaring wind intermittantly
blows, howling eerily like a note of gloomy music.

Indiana follows a curve in the tunnel and they see light approaching.
The wind holws another dramatic note which gales past them as
they reach the mouth of the tunnel.

Indiana is joined by Willie and Short Round. They all stop in
astonishment at the sight below them:

95. INT. THE TEMPLE OF DEATH 95.

As the camera pulls back, the mouth of the wind tunnel in which
they are standing becomes just a small hole overlooking the stag-
gering vastness of the incredible TEMPLE OF DEATH.

The colossal subterranean temple has been carved out of a solid
mass of rock. A vaulting cathedral-like ceiling is supported by
rows of carved stone columns.

Balconies overlook the temple floor. Pillared halls leading to
dark side chambers. Moving out of these chambers, hundreds of
faithful worshippers chant as they enter the temple.

Mammoth stone statues of elephants, lions and demi-gods (half/man,
half/animal monstrosities) loom above the swelling crowds or wor-
shippers.

As the wind howls out of the tunnel high above the temple, the
worshippers chant in response to the strange tunnel music.

96. INT. THE TUNNEL 96.

The moaning wind rushes past Indiana, Willie and Short Round as
they watch the mystery cult below bowing toward an enormous altar
at the far end of the temple.

This altar is a platform jutting out from the stone wall of the
cavern. Separating the worshippers from this altar is a wide
crevasse out of which wisps of smoke rise occasionally.

97. INT. THE ALTAR 97.

On the other side of the crevasse, evil-looking priests
materialize out of clouds of swirling smoke. The priests carry
smoke-billowing urns to a giant stone statue.

Now, we see the hideous protectress of the temple, the obscenely
malevolent ombect of the cult's devotion: the bloodthirsty god-
dess KALI!

The red-eyed priests bow at the base of the statue and gaze
reverently at their KALI MA. Skulls surround her stone feet
carved serpents twist up her legs, while around her waist there
is a guresome belt of human hands.

Naked to the hips, Kali's hair falls about her four arms. In her
hand, she holds a sword, in the second the severed head of a
giant.With her other hands she encourages her worshipers, who
are chanting louder and louder!

Kali's face is loathsome: her earrings are two corpses. Her
evil tongue extends out of her twisted mouth and what looks like
read blood flows over her long fangs and down her naked breasts.

98. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 98.
Watching from the high opening, Willie looks disgusted.

WILLIE
What is it...?

INDIANA
It's a Thuggee ceremony. They're
whorshipping Kali, the goddess of
Death and Destruction.

99. INT. THE TEMPLE OF DEATH 99.

A huge drum sounds three times and the chanting stops. The
silence is chilling as another robed figure appears out of the
some on the altar.

This is MOLA RAM, the High Priest of the Thugge cult. Mola
Ram's red-rimmed eyes glare from the sunken sockets in his
sinister face. Here is a man who looks as vile and diabolic
as the unholy goddess rising behind him.

Up in the wind tunnel, Indy stares down at the High Priest and
realizes that is was Mola Ram he saw conferring with Chattar Lal
in the palace garden.

As the drum booms three times more, Mola Ram lifts one arm
up from his emaciated body and suddenly there is a scream!

All heads turn toward an unfortunate, struggling Indian begin
dragged out by priests. The man's face and body are wildly
painted. He screams again as he's tied onto a square iron frame
laying atop a large flat stone.

Mola Ram steps forward to the stretched-out victim and the Indian
looks up into the High Priest's grotesque face—Suddenly Mola Ram's hand shoots out toward the man's chest—and
pierces it! The High Priests hand sinks into the victim's
writing body and rips out his living heart!

100. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 100.

Willie covers her mouth—WILLIE
Oh my God! He ripped out his—he killed him!

INDIANA
No...the heart's still beating!

101. INT. THE ALTAR 101.

Indeed, the bloody heart is still beating in Mola Ram's hand!
He lifts the heart into the air and the worhippers begin the chant.

THE MULTITUDE
Jai ma Kali, jai ma Kali!

Stranger still, the sacrificial victim is still alive—there is
no evidence of a gash on his chest, only a reddish mark The
priests add chains to the iron frame and carry the victim over
toward a hoist hanging over the crevasse.

The man thrashes about helplessly on the iron frame as it is up
ended and then lowered with the victim hanging face down—As the sacrificial victim looks down into the crevasse below—he screams—and we see the molten lava bubbling crimson at the
bottom of the chasm!

102. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 102.

Willie closes her eyes but Indy and Short Round watch horrified
as the iron frame is lowered—and the bloody heart continues to
beat in Mola Ram's hand—and the molten lava burns and flickers
as the screaming victim is lowered deeper into the crevasse.

103. INT. THE TEMPLE 103.

The weird paint on the victim's face starts to smoke and sizzle—the man's skin blisters as he's lowered within feet of the
lava. His flesh smokes and he screams one last time as his body
bursts into flame.

The iron frame sinks and submerges into the boiling fiery lava.

104. INT. THE ALTAR 104.

Above the crevasse, Mola Ram continues to hold the heart in
his hand—the heart is smoking and bursts into flames - and
disappears!

105. INT. THE TEMPLE 105.

The iron frame is raised out of the lava—the metal glows
like a branding iron, but there is no trace of the sacrificed
victim.

106. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 106.

As the wind howls again, Willie and Short Round look sickened and
appalled by the ceremony. Even Indy seems shaken by what they
are witnessing.

THE MULTITUDE
Jai ma Kali, jai ma Kali!

107. INT. THE ALTAR 107.

Moal Ram raises both hands and his voice echoes strange incanta-
tions. Behind him, three priests carry cloth-wrapped objects to-
ward the altar.

108. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 108.

Willie is crying and her voice is shoking as she turns awa from
the hideous ritual—WILLIE
Let's go! Let's get out of here!

INDIANA
Quiet!

109. INT. THE ALTAR 109.

The priests reverently unwrap three conical pieces of
crystallized quartz. The place the three stones below the sta-
tue of Kali and slowly the smoke around the altar swirls—The smoke is drawn to the three stones and they actually start in-
haling the piraling smoke. The smoke disappears into the stones
and the air clears. Then the three stones start to glow a
haunting incandescent white.

110. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 110.

Short Round looks scared. Willie is still crying—Indy waits,
horrified but fascinated.

INDIANA
The village knew their rock was
magic—but they didn't know it
was one of the lost Sankara Stones...

SHORT ROUND
Why they glow like that?

INDIANA
Legend says that when the stones
are brought together the diamonds
inside of them will glow.

Willie wipes her eyes and becomes more interested—WILLIE
Diamonds...?

111. INT. THE ALTAR 111.

The Sankara Stones shimmer brightly, and inside the crystallized
quartz, the enormous sparkling diamonds of legend are now re-
vealed.

Mola Ram stands facing Kali with his arms outstretched and
kneels and bows and then walks off the altar and disappears.

112. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 112.

Indiana sees the woshippers below start to leave the temple. He
looks at Willie and Short Round.

INDIANA
Okay—now listen—you wait here
and keep quiet. Shorty, keep an
eye on her.

Short Round nods and hands Indy his bullwhip and shoulder bag.
Willie sees Indiana peering down at the sheer drop below the
mouth of the wind tunnel.

WILLIE
Wait—what're you doing?

INDIANA
I'm going down.

WILLIE
Down? Down there?! Are you
crazy --!

INDIANA
I'm not leaving without those
stones.

WILLIE
You're gonna get killed chasing
after your damn fortune and
glory!

INDIANA
(looking at her)
Maybe...someday.
(smiling)
Not today.

SHORT ROUND
I keep my eye peeled, Indy.

Indiana nods and looks down at the now empty temple. Then he
slips down from the mouth of the wind tunnel.

113. INT. THE TEMPLE WALL 113.

Indiana skillfully clumbs down an enormous tmeple column—find-
ing footholds on stone cobras, carved lions and the stone breasts
of dancing girls. Slowly, he makes his way down and swings across
a balcony.

114. INT. THE BALCONY 114.

Indiana walks quietly along the balcony overlooking the temple.
He stops—between him and the altar is the crevasse with the
lava bubbling fire at the bottom.

Indiana looks across the gulf and sees another column near the
altar at the top of which stone elephants are perched. Indy
curls his whip and suddenly lets it fly—The whip cracks and its end wraps tightly around the tusk of one
of the stone elephants. From the balcony, Indy tugs the whip
taut, takes a breath and runs—115. INT. THE CREVASSE 115.

Indiana leaps and swings out on the whip, arching down and up,
over the chasm of fiery lava in a spectacular curving jump!

116. INT. THE LATAR 116.

Indy lands on his feet and turns to release the whip. Short
Round waves to Indy that the coast is clear. Indy snaps the whip—it releases from the elephant tusk and drops.

Recurling the whip, Indy attaches it to his belt and moves to-
ward the towering statue of Kali. The three Sankara stones start
to glow and Indiana approaches them cautiously.

Reaching the stones, Indy's face is lighted by them. He notices
that one of them (sthe stone from Mayapore village) has strange
lines painted across it.

Suspiciously, Indy touches the stone, but it doesn't burn. He
lifts it carefully and peers into it. The enormous diamond
sparkles inside. He places the stone in his shoulder bag and
reaches for the others.

117. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 117.

Short Round and Willie watch apprehensively as Indiana bags the
three stones.

118. INT. THE ALTAR 118.

Indiana backs away and looks up at the horrific statue of Kali.
It seems to be watching him. He turns and is about to go when he
hears something—It sounds like a voice and Indy is afraid to turn—could it be
Kali? The he hears other noises echoing and turns slowly. Real-
alizing the sounds are coming from behind the altar, Indy moves
around it toward the back.

119. INT. THE WIND TUNNEL 119.

Short Round and Willie are mystified as they see Indiana dissap-
pear behind the altar.

WILLIE
Oh hell, where's he going?

Short Round looks worried. Then the wind rushes past them quickly
and howls its somber musical note. However, the wind sounds dif-
ferent this time, its tone quavering slightly.

Short Round is puzzled and looks around. He feeezes when he sees
two shadowy figures coming down the tunnel toward them—the
bodies causing the tone of the wind to shift eerily—Willie notices Short Round pulling a dagger from his belt -

WILLIE
What're you -- ?

Suddenly she turns and screams as two huge Thuggee guards rush
at them! One grabs at Short Round but the kid slashes the
guard's hand with his dagger.

Willie tries to get past the other guard, but he snatches her by
the arm and pulls her toward him—from her training at the Col-
lege of Hard Knocks, Willie successfully knees the big man in the
balls.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
Keep your paws off, letch!

The man groans and sinks to his knees. Willie sees that Short
Round is in trouble. She runs over, leaps onto the back of the
other guard and starts ripping his hair out.

Short Round picks up his fallen dagger. The big guard lurches
backwards and smashes Willie into the rocky wall of the tunnel.
Willie falls to the floor.

Short Round approaches, holding the man at bay with his dagger.
Willie turns as the other guard, the one she kneed, crawls toward
her—Willie scoops up some dirt and throws it. The man claws
at his eyes and Willie jumps up.

SHORT ROUND
Run Willie!

Willie starts to run and Short Round backs away, keeping the
guard at a distance with his dagger. Suddenly the guard cries out
in Hindi and dives at Short Round.

Panicking, Shorty tries to run after Willie—but he's tripped.
The guard has Short Round by the foot and drags him back. Willie
looks around and stops running. She sees Short Round is caught.

SHORT ROUND (Cont'd)
No! Run! Go get help!

Willie hesitates, then runs down the tunnel. Meanwhile, a mam-
moth hand clutches Short Round's throat—the giant guard lifts
Shorty completely off the ground and the kid looks terrified and
helpless as he dangles in the air...

120. INT. CHAMBER BEHIND ALTAR 120.

Indiana enters the dark chamber behind the altar. The only il-
lumination is the back-light streaming around the silhouetted
statue of Kali.

Indy slowly crosses a narrow stone bridge and moves toward a cy-
lindrical shaft of light rising up from what appears to be an
enormous hole.

Indy hears voices and the clink of metal against rock as he con-
tinues forward. The ground is dark in front of the large hole.
He edges toward the precipice and the light rising up illuminates
the look of shock on his face as he peers down into Hell...

121. INT. THE THUGGEE MINES 121.

Indy looks into a deep pit around which concentric paths leads off
into numerous narrow tunnels. Crawling out of these burrows,
scrawny children drag sacks of dirt and rock. Other hollow-eyed
children pull these sacks to mine cars waiting on rails.

Straining to lift the rocks into the mine cars, several of the
children slip and fall. Bare-chested Thuggee guards shout at the
enslaves children and kick those who've fallen.

For these children there would seem to be only one hope—death—an end to their travail.

Indiana edges around the hole, looking into the ghastly mine and
feeling as if he's discovered an inferno of misery as grotesque
as Dante's.

Indy shifts the bag of stones on his shoulder. He hesitates and
considers his choice: he has the Sankara Stones and can leave
with them now...

But Indy hears the pleading cries of one child and peers down to
see a burly Thuggee guard beating the pitiful little slave. Indy
gets angrier and angrier as he watches.

He finally steps over the grabs a boulder. He lifts it and
flings it down into the mine—122. INT. THE MINE 122.

We see Indiana above and the boulder hurtling down—it crashes
onto the head of the Thuggee guard who hits the ground like a
sack of cement!

12. INT. THE CHAMBER 123.

Indy sees the startled slave children looking up at him in shock.
He smiles victoriously at the Thuggees below who've run over to
see what happened.

Indy's smile seems to fade as his anger turns to surprise as he
feels something unnerving:

Dirt is crumbling away from the rim of the hole, a small
landslide starting beneath his feet. Suddenly the floor gives
way and Indy slips!

The entire rim of the hole shears off and Indy topples with it
and plunges down into the mine toward the assembled guards who
scatter—Indy yells as he falls and it echoes...

CUT TO:

124. INT. A CELL - NIGHT 124.

Indiana's yell continues to echo—his head jerks suddenly—Indy jolts awake as if coming out of a nightmare, awakened by his
own reverberating shout.

Indy is lying on the rocky floor of a dark cave/cell. He lifts
his hands and discovers that they are chained. In the murky
light, he sees Short Round sitting in chains across the cell.

SHORT ROUND
Indy—you knocked out when you
fall. You okay?

Indiana nods groggily. He sees a young slave worker in rags sit-
ting near Short Round. Through the iron bars of the cell, Indy
sees the children slaving in the mine tunnels.

SHORT ROUND
(indicating the kid)
This is Nainsukh—from the vil-
lage. They bring him here to dig
in the mines.

INDIANA
Why?

NAINSUKH
Children are small—we can work
in tunnels. Now I am too old.

SHORT ROUND
What they do to you now?

NAINSUKH
I pray to Shiva—let me die.
But I do not. Now—now the
evil of Kali take me.

SHORT ROUND
How?

NAINSUKH
They will make me drink blood of
Kali. Then I fall into black
sleep of Kali Ma...

INDIANA
What is that?

NAINSUKH
I become like them. I be alive—nut like in nightmare. You drink
the blood, you not wake up from
nightmare of Kali Ma.

There's a noise and they see two guards and a priest outside the
cell. Nainsukh cowers in the darkness at the back of the cell,
like a trapped animal awaiting the inevitable.

CUT TO:

125. INT. A MINE TUNNEL - NIGHT 125.

Indiana and Short Round are pushed down a tunnel by guards. They
are stopped at a door and shoved inside.

126. INT. MOLA RAM'S CHAMBER 126.

Indiana and Short Round stumble into the chamber. It is a terri-
fying gallery of occult yantras, ritualistic statues and grisly
icons of the evil Thuggee sect.

Grotesque statues of Kali's baleful minions line the walls. In a
corner, there is another statue of Kali herself, draped with
flowers, necklaces of real human skills and slithering belts of
live snakes.

Fresh blood has been splashed over the statue and at its base are
the three Sankara Stones recovered from Indiana. Mola Ram sits
in a yoga position near the statue of Kali.

Mola Ram opens his eyes and he sees Indiana and Short Round
standing in chains before him.

MOLA RAM
You were caught trying to steal
the Sankara Stones.

INDIANA
(shrugging)
Nobody's perfect. The way I
heard it, you stole one of them
from a small village.

Mola Ram stands and gazes transfixed at the stones glowing on the
altar.

MOLA RAM
There were five stones in the
beginning. Over the centuries
they were dispersed by wars,
sold off by thieves like you...

INDIANA
Two are still missing.

MOLA RAM
No. They are here—somewhere.
A century ago when the British
raided this temple and butchered
my people, a loyal priest his the
last two stones down here in the
catacombs.

INDIANA
That's what you've got these chil-
dren—these slaves digging for?

MOLA RAM
They dig for the gems to support
our cause. They also search for
the last two stones. Soon we will
have all five Sankara Stones and
the Thuggees will be all powerful!

INDIANA
Nobody can say you don't have a
vivid imagination.

MOLA RAM
You do not believe me? You will,
Dr. Jones. You will become a true
believer.

The door opens and Mola Ram bows slightly as the little Maharajah
enters. Indy looks surprised and Short Round tenses.

MOLA RAM (Cont'd)
Your Highness will witness the
thief's conversion.

Mola Ram nods and two guards grab Indy. They drag him struggling
to a rock and chain him to it. Short Round scuffles as he's
pulled aside to watch.

Remembering the High Priest's earlier open-heart surgery, Indi-
ana looks worried as Mola Ram approaches him—MAHARAJAH
You will not suffer. I recently
became of age and tasted the blood
of Kali.

Now the young initiate comes forward and Indiana looks startled—it's Nainsukh. He is wearing robes and his eyes are glowing
strangely. Nainsukh hands Mola Ram a hollow human skull full of
blood!

The guards hold Indiana's head back and force his mouth open.
Mola Ram tips the skull and blood spills out of its death-
grinning jaws and flows into Indiana's mouth. Indy gags—Suddenly he spits the blood, spraying Mola Ram and the little
Maharajah. Looking at his blood-splattered clothes, the Mahara-
jah is furious.

MOLA RAM
Hold him!

The little prince's eyes glow angrily and he hisses at Indy—MAHARAJAH
You will learn to obey because
you are powerless!

The little Maharajah pulls a small krtya from his robes—Indy
sees that the doll has been crudely fashioned to resemble him.

MAHARAJAH (Cont'd)
I control you now!

The Maharajah turns and sticks the doll into a flaming urn. In-
diana suddenly cries out and twists in pain as he is burned! The
little prince smiles evilly and puts the doll back into his
robes.

Then he goes over to where Indy's whip and bag have been laid.
He grabs the bullwhip.

MAHARAJAH (Cont'd)
You told me that a whip could be
an enemy to its owner. We shall
see! Turn him over!

As the guards turn Indy face down, they rip off his jacket and
chain his ahnds to the rock. The Maharajah uncurls the whip—he
notices Short Round smiling snidely—Suddenly the Maharajah cracks the whip—it lashes out and cuts
into Short Round's shoulder. Blood appears and Short Round looks
stunned by the lash and by the fact the Marahajah knows who to
use the whip.

MAHARAJAH (Cont'd)
As Dr. Jones suggested, I have
been practicing.

The little Maharajah whirls and lashes the whip again. Indiana
jerks as the bullwhip rips through his shirt and tears open his
flesh. The Maharajah lashes again and again—blood spurts
across Indy's tattered shirt.

As the whipping continues- Short Round jumps as if he is also be-
ing beaten. His eyes fill with tears as he watches Indy suffer.

Finally, the little Maharajah lets the whip fall limp. As the
Maharajah approaches Indy, Short Round lunges as him angrily but
the guards restrain him.

Indiana groans as he's turned over. Blood trickles from his
mouth and he stares up hatefully at Mola Ram.

MOLA RAM
The British in India will be
slaughtered. Then we will over-
run the Moslems and force their
"Allah" to bow to Kali.

Mola Ram is once again given the human skull by a priest and he
lifts it toward Indy's face—MOLA RAM (Cont'd)
And then the Hebrew God will fall
and finally the Christian God will
be cast down and forgotten.

Indy's head is held back and Mola Ram spills the blood—it
flows out of the mouth of the skull into Indy's mouth.

MOLA RAM (Cont'd)
Soon Kali Ma will rule the world!

Indy's eyes look horrified as the blood flows from the skull down
his choking throat—some of the blood spills and falls to the
floor—We see the very earth trembling as the evil spreads—a fissure
appears beneath Indy's feet and a small line of crimson lava
oozes out and smiles evilly across the floor...

CUT TO:

127. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE - NIGHT 127.

Diaphanous curtains billow silently into the moonlighted room.
Two exotic birds sit on a golden perch, their eyes clicking
watchfully. Suddenly the brids shriek and flap away—Willie stumbles through the secret door and falls into the room.
Insects cover her and she shimpers as she knocks them off. She
manages to stagger to her feet and she heads for the door.

128. INT. THE PALACE - NIGHT 128.

Willie rushes out of her room and runs through the deserted pal-
ace looking for help. She flies down the moonlit corridors, past
the huge wall paintings.

She stops by a courtyard and calls out desperately, but there is
no one around. She backs away down a hallway and then jumps—seeing something in a mirror: a face looms behind her and she
screams!

Willie whirls and sees Chattar Lal, the Prime Minister, approach-
ing her.

WILLIE
Oh my God, you scared me! Listen,
you've got to help. We found this
tunnel—Captain Blumburtt comes around a corner and interrupts—CAPT. BLUMBURTT
(to Chattar Lal)
Jones isn't in his room. Miss
Scott—my troops are leaving at
dawn if you want us to escort you
to Delhi—WILLIE
No—you can't go! Something aw-
ful's happened. They've got Short
Round and I think Indy's been—CAPT. BLUMBURTT
What?

WILLIE
We found a tennel that leads to a
temple below the palace! Please,
come with me, I'll show you!

The two men exchange dubious looks. Willie grabs Blumburtt by
the arm and they start down the hall.

CHATTAR LAL
Miss Scott, you're not making any
sense.

WILLIE
I'm afraid they'll kill them! We
saw horrible things down there—they had a human sacrifice and they
ripped a man's heart out!

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
Who?

WILLIE
It's some kind of cult! And they've
got the sacred stones that Indy was
searching for.

CHATTAR LAL
I sense the fumes of opium in all
this. Prehaps Miss Scott picked
up the habit in Shanghai.

WILLIE
What're you talking about—I'm
not a dope fiend! I saw it! I'll
show you!

129. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE 129.

She leads them into her suite. Willie points to the dark opening
in the wall. Blumburtt picks up an oil lamp and holds it toward
the opening—suddenly he jumps back as Indiana emerges!

INDIANA
(smiling faintly)
What're we playing, hid and seek?

They're all startled. Willie looks relieved and rushes over to
Indy and puts her arms around him.

WILLIE
Oh, Indy, you got away! Tell them
what happened, they won't believe
me—He puts his arms around her and feels her trembling from fear and
anger. He walks her to the bed and helps her sit down—INDIANA
It's okay. You're all right now.

WILLIE
They think I'm insane. Tell them
I'm not, Indy. Please—help me ...

The awful events have taken their toll and Willie covers her face
and cries like a scared kid. Indy gets her to lie down on the
bed. He sits beside her and smiles and touches her hair—INDIANA
Hey, I thought you were supposed
to be a real tropper. Willie?

He wipes the tears from her face and she holds his hand—WILLIE
(quietly)
What?

INDIANA
You've got to go to sleep now.

WILLIE
(softly)
I want to go home...

INDIANA
I don't blame you... this hasn't
been what you'd call a fun vaca-
tion...

She smiles a little despite herself and he touches her cheek.
He eyes are already closing and he stands up.

A servant is entering the suite to take care of Willie. She cov-
sers her with a blanket and start dropping the mosquito netting
as Indy walks off toward the verandah with Blumburtt and Chattar
Lal.

130. EXT. THE VERANDAH - DAWN 130.

The first light is breaking over the mountain peaks. Coming out
onto the verandah, Indy and the other two men see the cavalry
troops breaking camp below and readying their horses and trucks.

INDIANA
I've spent by life crawling around
in caves and tunnels—I shouldn't
have let somebody like Willie go
in there with me.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
Miss Scott panicked?

INDIANA
When she saw the insects she passed
out cold. I carried her back to
her room. She was sleeping when I
re-entered the tunnel to look
around.

CHATTAR LAL
As she slept, she undoubtedly had
nightmares.

Indiana looks at him and nods.

INDIANA
Then she must have run out of the
room and you found her.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
Did you discover anything in that
tunnel, Dr. Jones?

Indiana stares into the rising sun.

INDIANA
Nothing. Just a dead end. That
tunnel's been deserted for years.

A sergeant-major shouts up to Blumburtt that the troops are
ready.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
Well, Mr. Prime Minister, my re-
port will duly note that we
found nothing unusual here in
Pankot.

CHATTAR LAL
I'm sure that will please the
Maharajah, Captain.

CAPT. BLUMBURTT
(to Indiana)
As I said before, we'd be happy to
escort you to Delhi.

INDIANA
Thanks, but I don't think Willie is
ready to travel yet.

CUT TO:

131. EXT. THE PALACE ROAD - MORNING 131.

Dust swirls as the British cavalry moves off with their Highland
Pipers at the head playing a military bagpipe tune. Capt. Blum-
burtt comes out of the palace and gets into an open car.

Blumburtt's car moves off behind the cavalry and then the supply
trucks follow.

132. INT. WILLIE'S SUITE 132.

The whine of the bagpipes is eerily muted in the dark room.
Through the gently swaying mosquito netting, we see Willie asleep
on the bed.

Then through her side of the gauzy netting, we see the door
opening across the room. Indiana enters quietly and moves toward
the bed, his eyes fixed on Willie's sleeping body.

Indy sits down on the bed slowly. Willie turns in her sleep and
opens her eyes. Through the mosquito netting she sees Indy sit-
ting with his back to her.

WILLIE
Indy? Did you walk to them?

INDIANA
Yes.

WILLIE
So now they believe me.

INDIANA
Yes, they believe you.

Indiana speaks in a strange monotone.

WILLIE
Then they'll send the soldiers
down into the temple...

Willie looks at Indiana's back and continues quietly.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
I was scared to death last night
when I thought they were going to
kill you.

INDIANA
No... they won't kill me.

WILLIE
(smiling faintly)
You know you've been nothing but
trouble since I hooked up with
you—but I have to admit I'd
miss you if I lost you...

Now Indiana starts to turn slowly.

INDIANA
You won't lose me, Willie...

She sees him turn and his face slowly comes toward the mosquito
netting—his face pushes into the netting and Willie looks
stunned as Indy's mouth opens—He starts hissing grotesquely, smoke billows out of his mouth and
the mosquito netting BURNS OPEN to expose his terrifying face
moving toward Willie—She is forzen with fear and unable to utter a sound as Indy's
malevolent face looms at her—and then she notices his eyes—his eyes glowing a hellish luminscent yellow!

Willie SCREAMS!!

She suddenly bolts from the bed and tries to run—Indiana goes
into a rage, ripping the mosquito netting from the bed as he fol-
lows her.

INDIANA
No! I've found it—you can't --
Kali knows!

Willie tries the door but it's locked. She sees Indiana moving
toward her ranting incoherently as he smashes a vase out of his
way—INDIANA—been too many lies—there's no
god's heaven—just—the horror!
I've seen it—life preying on
life!

Willie cowers in a corner, horrified by the transformation she
sees in Indiana. Shouting and pacing Indy holds his head against
the pain of his terrible thoughts—INDIANA—rivers—destroying mountains—a comet in space—exploding!
(holding his head)
Aaahh! -- the screams—pitiful
people—their pain—the hate—and greed—always greed!

The light throws his shadow over Willie—a giant shadow float-
ing back and forth over her as she cries in the corner, unable to
fight the evil devouring Indiana.

INDIANA—but I've found—Kali's touch!
Death—no more lies—the death
I've been searching for!
(shouting)
Quit crying! She can hear you—Kali knows fear—don't you under-
stand—Kali is freedom!

Indiana stops pacing and Willie freezes in terror. Now a bizarre
yellow light wipes across the room. Indiana turns and watches
silently as two Thuggee guards emerge from a secret doorway
that's opened—The shadows of the Thuggee guards loom over Willie and she
SCREAMS again!

CUT TO:

133. INT. THE TEMPLE OF DEATH - DAY 133.

A sea of frightening faces once again intones the horrible sacri-
ficial chant. Among the shorshippers, the little Maharajah sits
on a riased platform. Like the other believers, he stares across
the crevasse at the altar of Kali Ma.

The wailing wind howls out of the high tunnel and the terrifying
chanting reaches a fever pitch.

134. INT. THE TMEPLE ALTAR 134.

And once again the three sacred Sankara Stones glow magically.
Mola Ram materializes evilly amidst the swirling smoke and he
begins chanting in Sanskrit.

Beside the altar, half-clad female acolytes pass in front of the
robed priests—with their fingers the women paint two white
lines across the priests' foreheads.

An acolyte moves in front of Chattar Lal—the Prime Minister is
now dressed in robes. As the devotional markings are painted on
his forehead, Chattar Lal translates the High Priest's speech to
Indiana who stands next to him.

CHATTAR LAL
Mola Ram is telling the faithful
of out victory. He says the
British have left the palace,
which proves Kali Ma's new power.

INDIANA
Yes, I understand.

Indiana bows his head to receive the mystical markings. He lis-
tens to Mola Ram's rantings—Indy's eyes are ominously vacant
as he stares up at the hideous statue of Kali.

135. INT. MINE TUNNELS - DAY 135.

Beneath the temple, down in the bowels of the mountain, the piti-
ful children dig at the earth with their fingers. A FAT GUARD
slouches down the tunnel, flogging malingerers with a aleather
strap.

Short Round sweats next to the others, clawing at the rocks,
doomed to work with them now in their search for the last wo
Sankara Stones.

The leather strap suddenly flays Short Round's back and he barely
manages not to scream out in pain. The fat guard passes—Short
Round and the other kids pull a large rock which suddenly comes
loose out of the wall -- !

They fall back and see they've exposed a vein of molten lava!
Hearing their shouts, the fat guard returns—yelling at their
stupidity, he whips them and shoves them aside brutally.

Short Round see the fat guard's eyes glowing fiercely in anger.
Suddenly the fissure shoots out steam and spews some molten lava
over the guard's legs.

The guard screams and falls to the ground, thrashing about, try-
ing to kick the searing lava off his smoking flesh.

As the other kids cower, Short Round's humane instincts cause him
to jump forward to help the guard who moments earlier was beating
him—Short Round tosses dirt on the guard's legs and grabs a gunny
sack and starts rubbing the lava off. Shorty notices something
strange:

The guard's eyes, which were glowing yellow before, are now dim-
ming and returning to normal. The moaning guard looks at Shorty
thankfully and then looks around as if waking from a nightmare—SHORT ROUND
(to another slave kid)
His eyes—they go out.

Other guards appear and lift the guard—suddenly he starts
struggling against the guards not wanting to return to the night-
mare of Kali—FAT GUARD
(as he's dragged away)
No! NO!

SHORT ROUND
The pain—the pain makes him wake up!
(thinking quickly)
Indy! I can make Indy wake up!

But the other guards push and beat the children back to work.
Short Round is shoved against a wall and groans—he reaches over
and grabs a large rock, lifting it defiantly—But rather than heaving it at the guard, Short Round smashes the
rock down on the leg chains binding him to the other children.
Shorty beats at the chain with the rock, determined to escape.

SHORT ROUND
Indy!

136. INT. THE TEMPLE OF DEATH 136.

The wind moans and joins Mola Ram's voice echoing maniacally over
the multitude gathered in the enormous temple. On his throne,
the little Maharajah listens transfixed.

137. INT. THE ALTAR 137.

Chattar Lal watches Indiana staring hypnotically at the High
Priest as he speaks—CHATTAR LAL
You understand what he tells us?

INDIANA
Kali Ma protects us now and for-
ever, and we must pledge our
devotion by worshipping her with
an offering of flesh and blood!

Suddenly htere is a heart-rending scream of terror and the
priests draf forward the next sacrificial victim—Indiana's glowing eyes watch emotionlessly as Willie is brought
out. Dressed in a Rajput maiden's outfit, Willie has been jewel-
ed and draped with flowers—a strange contrast as she struggles
desperately.

CHATTAR LAL
Your friend has seen and she has
heard—now she will not talk.

As Willie is dragged past she sees Indy and calls to him—WILLIE
Indy! Help me! Indy?!

Willie is shocked seeing that Indiana remains impassive and un-
caring as she's dragged to her death.

CHATTAR LAL
(to Indy)
This will prove your devotion to
Kali.

Indiana looks away from Willie's terrified face and stares up
adoringly at the monstrous statue of his goddess Kali.

138. INT. THE MINE 138.

In the dark tunnel, a rock smashes down onto a chain—and
breaks it! Short Round is exhausted. He looks around furtively
and sees a guard approaching.

Short Round takes a chance—he dives and rolls across the

tunnel. He ducks behind a mine car full of rocks being pushed
out by two chained children.

The guard lumbers past unsuspectingly as Short Round makes his
escape using the moving mine car as cover.

139. INT. THE ALTAR 139.

Up in the temple, Willie continues to struggle as her legs are
strapped to the iron sacrifical frame. Chattar Lal grabs her
hand and ties it down. Willie's free hand reaches out imploring-
ly toward Indiana—WILLIE
(hoarsely)
Please, God, don't let them do
this to me—help me, Indy!

He reaches out slowly and Willie grabs his hand tightly. Indy
looks into her eyes and then stares at her hand—and slowly
lifts it and starts tying it to the iron frame.

WILLIE (Cont'd)
No—no!

Willie cries is disbelief as Indiana calmly betrays her.

140. INT. THE MINES BELOW 140.

Short Round races up a tunnel and then flattens himself behind a
corner. He peers anxiously into a large carven and sees two
guards walking away.

When the coast is clear, Short Round darts across the cavern to a
long wooden ladder tilted up against a wall. Short Round looks
up the high ladder and sees a kid with a sack of rocks descending
from a burrow-hole half-way up the wall.

The exhausted kid nearly collapses at the bottom—then jumps
seeing Short Round. Shorty motions for him to keep quiet.
Amaxed, the kid watches Short Round scramble up the ladder.
Shorty continues until he is high above the floor.

Dirty faces stare out of the high burrow as Short Round stops
climbing. The kids are astonished as Short Round suddenly grunts
and kicks the ladder away from the wall!

The high ladder falls in an arc and what seem like sure suicide
slowly resembles a mini-Indiana Junes stunt as Short Round swings
to the other side of the falling ladder—Short Round holds on for dear life as the ladder crashes against
the opposite cavern wall—giving Short Round access to the
roof-hole that leads up to the temple!

Short Round scurries up the ladder and pulls himself up into the
chamber behind the altar. He looks at the light flaring around
the statue of Kali—SHORT ROUND
Indy -- !

141. INT. THE TEMPLE OF DEATH 141.

Chains clank and gears grind as the sacrificial frame is raised
over the crevasse. Stretched out on it, Willie looks horrified
as she hangs suspended face down above the boiling lava!

The frame and victim descend slowly into the crevasse and the
crowd around the little Maharajah changs louder.

142. INT. THE REAR CHAMBER 142.

Short Round dashes across the dark chamber behind the altar. He
peers out and sees Willie disappearing into the crewasse! He
sees Indiana watching impassively—SHORT ROUND
No—Indy—wake up!

Then Shorty sees a flaming torch hanging on a wall bracket and he
has an idea.

143. INT. THE ALTAR 143.

Short Round suddenly darts out onto the altar and Mola Ram sees
him and yells. Several priests grab for Shorty. He eludes the
first priest, smashes the second in the stomach with his head,
and runs like a little quarterback toward the fiery torch—Short Round snatches the torch from the wall and charges toward
Indiana. Seeing him coming, Indy's eyes start glowing yellow and
when Short Round runs up to him, Indiana suddenly swings and
backhands the little guy brutally across the face!

The torch flies out of Shorty's hand as he's knocked against at
wall by Indy's vicious blow—Short Round wipes a little blood
from his chin and stares at his hero in wounded disbelief.

Chattar Lal watches approvingly—a priest moves toward Shorty.
Chattar Lal looks back toward the crevasse—Willie hangs on the lowering frame, heat waves rising up now to
scald her skin and she chokes as the sulphuric air burns her
lungs!

Meanwhile Short Round is crawling backwards across the floor with
a look of terror on his face—Indiana stalks him, hissing,
snarling, his eyes lgowing—Short Round springs to his feet and tries to run—Indy grabs
him and pulls him—Shorty's hand grabs for another wall torch
and just manages to yank it free!

Indiana spins Short Round and clutches his throat. As Indy
strangles him, Short Round struggles and finally jams the torch
into Indy's side. The fiery torch burns Indy, smoking as it
sears his flesh, and he yells in pain.

SHORT ROUND
Wake up! It's just a nightmare,
Indy! Wake up, please Indy!

Indiana writhes in pain and Short Round sees the evil yellow glow
in Indy's eyes getting dimmer and finally going out. Now it
seems like theold Indiana staring at him—SHORT ROUND (Cont'd)
Indy, you back?

Suddenly a priest grabs Short Round and pulls him off Indiana.

INDIANA
No! Give him to me!

Short Round is firghtened as Indy grabs him from the priest.
Indy lifts Short Round into the air—SHORT ROUND
No, Indy, no!

He sets Short Round down on the brink of the crevasse an inch
from doom. Shorty looks down at the lava and is terrified.
Indiana finally flahses him a quick smile and winks!

Then Indiana whirls and punches the priest in the face! Short
Round cheers, realizing that Indiana is back.

SHORT ROUND (Cont'd)
We got to help Willie!

Indiana springs into action, stopping another priest with a quick
punch in the stomach. Then he rushes over to the crankwheel and
pulley platform. Indy jumps onto it, yanking one priest off who
spills onto the floor.

A second priest, who works the controls lowering the sacrificial
frame, sees Indy and releases the crankwheel—Down in the crevasse, Willie screams as the iron frame suddenly
plummets toward the fulminating lava!

On the platform, the priest lunges at Indiana—Indy uses the
man's own momentum to throw him over his head. Indy then dives
for the crankwheel and manages to stop it—Down in the crevasse, the fram jolts to a stop only yards above
the spumes of fiery lava. The heat is so intense now that Wil-
lie's clothes start smoking and she passes out...
On the platform above, Indiana cranks furiously, raising the sa-
crificial frame.

144. INT. THE TEMPLE 144.

The chanting stops at the Kali worshippers notice the battle on
the altar. The little Maharajah looks concerned and leaves,
shoving through the crowd behind his bodyguards.

145. INT. THE ALTAR 145.

Mola Ram shouts at his priests and another one of them runs to-
ward Indy on the platform. Short Round dives and tackles the
priest.

Chattar Lal finally leaps onto the crankwheel platform and Indy
sees him pull a dagger. He slashes at Indiana and Indy has to
let go of the crankwheel—the gears scream and the chains
screech!

Below in the crevasse, the iron frame plunges again toward the
crimson lava!

On the platform, Indy hears the frame lowering and looks pan-
icked. Chattar Lal slahses again with the dagger—keeping Indy
away from the cogwheel mechanism—Indy suddenly kicks the dagger from Chattar Lal's hand slugs him
in the stomach and dives toward the cogwheel mechanism. He grabs
a iron rod and throws it into the gears—the gears mangle the iron rod but finally grind to a stop. Indi-
ana grabs the crankwheel and starts winding it up furiously.

Meanwhile, Short Round jumps onto the platform with Indy and
grabs a long wrench. He starts swinging the wrench, keeping the
last priests off the platfrom.

The sacrificial frame finally rises up into view and Indiana
grabs it and swings it over onto the platform. He looks at Wil-
lie anxiously as he releases her bindings—Willie moans and moves her head. Indy pulls her off the frame
and she starts coughing. Gasping for breath, Willie ervives as
fresh air flows into her lungs.

Finally Willie opens her eyes and she sees Indiana. Then she
notices something else and manages to cry out hoarsely—WILLIE
Look out -- !

Chattar Lal grabs a pistol from an unconscious guard and Indiana
whirls to see him pointing it—Indy kicks the gun from his hand
and suddenly Chattar Lal starts shouting in a terrifying voice—Chattar Lal's eyes glow as he lunges suicidally at Indiana, at-
tempting to take Indy with him as he dives from the platform!

Crashing into Indy, Chattar Lal knocks both of them back onto the
sacrificial frame which swings out over the crevasse—Indy manages to dive off the frame just in time. He grabs hold
of the platform as the crankwheel screams and the frame falls!

Looking up from the depths of the crevasse, we see the frame with
Chattar Lal on it plummeting downward into the sulphurous smoke!
The frame finally crashes, splashing into the molten lava.

Chattar Lal's body explodes inot flame friefly—his flesh is
broiled off in an instant—we glimpse a skeleton momentarily—and then all is consumed and obliterated by the blazing lava.

scramble over to Short Round who jumps off the platform and they
follow him across the altar.

Indy sees Mola Ram quickly collecting the sacred Sankara Stones.
Indiana rushes over and spins Mola Ram around—He slugs the High Priest in the face and Mola Ram keels over
backwards against the statue of Kali. Short Round helps stuff
the Sankara Stones into Indiana's shoulder bag.

146. INT. THE REAR CHAMBER 146.

Short Round, Willie and Indiana rush across the chamber behind
the altar. They run over to the ladder and start climbing down
into the mines.

147. INT. THE MINES

Willie follows Short Round. Indiana jumps down last and pulls
the ladder away, letting it crash to the floor so they won't be
followed.

They draw the attention of the slave children working in the tun-
nels around the cavern. But it's the sight of the approaching
guard that worries Indy—INDIANA
Come on, quick!

They duck into one of the tunnels. As they hide, Indy watches
the guard passing.

WILLIE
What're we going to do?

Indiana looks around at the silent, frightened children who've
stopped working in the tunnel and his anger darkens—INDIANA
We're going to get them out
of here -- !

Then he looks at the bag holding the Sankara Stones and grows
still more determined—INDIANA (Cont'd)
And then we're going to get these
out of here -- !
(seething)
And somehow I'm going to see this
place destroyed.

148. INT. THE CAVERN - MOMENTS LATER 148.

A gaurd passing hears a voice and stops—INDIANA (O.S.)
Ah, sir? Excuse me—The guard turns and looks amazed to see Indy smiling at him from
the mouth of the tunnel.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
Listen, I'm from the union and I'd
like to talk about the working
conditions here. Could you step
inside a minute?

Indy smiles again and disappears into the tunnel. In astonished
rage, the guard draws his sword and goes after Indy into the tun-
nel—there's a pause and then we hear the guard yell!

149. INT. THE TUNNEL 149.

Willie flattens against the wall as Indiana catapaults the big
guard past her back into the mine where he's set upon bu a horde
of rebellious slave children.

The kids swarm over the guard like jackalas and we see Short Round
pull a key from the struggling guard's robe.

CUT TO:

150. MONTAGE - THE MINES 150.

A key is twisted and the chains are pulled from kids' legs...

Elsewhere, more chains are unlocked and rattle free. Liberated
kids spill out of the tunnels...

A guard is tripped and attacked by a horde of ex-slaves...

In another location, kids wrap captured guards in layers of
chains...

High up on a ledge, a fleeing gaurd skids to a stop when he sees
kids charging at him. He sees more kids rushing from behind him.
The guard scrams as he dives off the ledge...

(END MONTAGE)

151. INT. BEHIND THE ALTAR - DAY 151.

Freed children scramble up numerous ladders to escape the mines
below. They follow the mass of children moving toward the front
altar.

152. INT. THE ALTAR 152.

On the altar, under the statue of Kali, Willie and Short Round
are helping Indy and some of the bigger children rip down a
long wooden panel decorated with hideous Kali figures.

The childrens' escape is blocked by the chasm separating the
altar from the deserted sorshippers' area of the temple. The
swelling crowds of children push and teeter dangerously on the
edge of the fire pit.

Indiana and the others carry the wooden panel through the crowd
toward the chasm. They stand it up and when Indy gives thw word
they drop it—The panel crashes across the chasm forming a plank across which
the children now begin running to safety.

153. INT. BEHIND THE ALTAR 153.

The last of the children scramble up the ladders and run toward
the front of the altar.

154. INT. THE ALTAR 154.

The childrens' bare feet stomp across the wooden plank—below
them the lava of the fire pit bubbles and shows outbursts of
flame.

Indy stares at the plank and sees that it's starting to smoke
from the intese heat rising up.

On the far side of the plank, the children safely across scatter
through the deserted temple toward freedom.

Willie and Short Round help the last kids out onto the plank—Indy sees one child's foot break though the smoldering wood—the kid in front pulls the child to safety.

Willie and Short Round start to go out onto the plank but Indy
shouts at them—INDIANA
No, wait!

He runs over and pulls them aside—he steps out onto the plank
and takes a few steps to test it—suddenly the plank bursts
into flame in the middle.

Indy takes one more step—and then the plank breaks! Indy
dives back to the ledge of the altar and Willie and Short Round
grab him and pull him up and the wooden plank plummets into the
fiery chasm.

WILLIE
What're we going to do?!

INDIANA
There's got to be another way out.

CUT TO:

155. INT. A TUNNEL 155.

Indiana, Willie and Short Round run through the deserted mine
tunnels. They hear a rumbling noise and Indy leads them down a
side tunnel. They stop and peer into a quarry.

156. INT. THE QUARRY CAVERN 156.

A large cavern is the depository for the mine cars rolling in
with loads of rock. Emaciated children (still unaware of the re-
volt and the other childrens' escape) break their backs shoving
the heavily-loaded mine cars.

Thuggee guards supervise the deadening work, while others oper-
ate the pulley-and-hoist system used to drag the cars up the
sloped dump ramp.

Behind this operation, a thunderous waterfall cascades into a
huge cistern. From there, chutes deply the rushing water to
power the large conveyor belt below it.

As the cars rise up the ramp, they tip and spill rocks onto the
conveyor belt which carries them toward an awesome stone cylinder
that rolls relentlessly , crushing the rocks into sand.

From the side tunnel, Indiana watches the noisy operation.

INDIANA
Those empty cars have got to go
out of the mines.

Willie and Short Round watch the children push the empty mine
cars. The cars gain momentum and roll away down two dark tun-
nels.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
Come on, let's see if we can
catch a ride...

Tey duck out of the tunnel and run for cover behind a slag heap.
Loaded mine cars roaring down from the mines hurtle past them and
crash to a stop against the cars in front.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
Okay, Shorty—go!

He pushes Short Round who darts out after a mine car roars past
and dodges across the tracks before the next one descends. Indy
pushes Willie into position and holds her ready—WILLIE
I can't!

INDIANA
Go!

After another car crashes past, Indy shoves her. Willie runs out—her shoe gets stuck and she freezes in the tracks! Willie
sees a rock-filled car blasting down out of a tunnel directly
toward her!

Indiana dives, knocking Willie safely to the ground on the other
side of the tracks—the heavy car hurtles past and crashes into
the cars in front.

Indy pulls Willie behind a massive wooden post holding up the
dump ramp and they hide from a passing gaurd.

INDIANA
We've got to get across to the
empty cars. Wait here until I
signal you.

They watch him run and hurdle a pile of lumber, bound up three
steps and duck behind a tool shack on the platform. Indy reaches
out and grabs one of the passing slave children.

They see Indy put his hand over the kid's mouth and whisper to
him. He releases the kid who sneaks away, alerting the other
children who start making their escapes into side tunnels.

Now Indy motions to Short Rounds and Willie to follow. As they
start to move out they freeze dead in their tracks and Indy
motions again angrily—INDIANA
Come on!

Willie and Short Round see a guard coming up the steps on the
other side of the platform. As the man rises he gets taller and
taller—until they see it's a Thuggee giant coming up behind
Indiana.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
Come one, what's wrong?

SHORT ROUND
Behind you!

Indiana turns and looks into the bare chest of the seven-foot
tall guard. Indy has to look up to see the man's mean-looking
face.

INDIANA
I see the problem...

Indiana suddenly punches the giant in the stomach—the giant
does not flinch, he just belches rudely.

Indiana growls and winds up to take a killer swing—he steps
back, cocks his arm—and suddenly turns and runs away.

No dummy, Indy dashes over and picks up a piece of wood. The
giant starts toward him. Indy drops the wood and looks around
for a much larger piece of wood.

As the giant stalks toward him, Indiana raises the large piece of
lumber—Indy suddenly groans, drops the wood and clutches his
stomach. Willie and Short Round looks startled—WILLIE
What happened?

Short Round shakes his head. They see Indy recover from the
spasm as the giant rushes him. Indy jumps aside, landing on a
loaded mine car that is passing by.

The car is being dragged up the dump ramp and the giant jumps out
onto it after Indiana. Indy quickly grabs a rock and, as the
giant rushes him, Indy smashes the rock against the big man's
skull!

Unfortunately, it's the rock that shatters and not the skull.
Indy dives to the other end of the mine car and lifts a large
boulder.

Suddenly Indy drops the boulder and grabs him arm, feeling a
shooting pain again. Then he yells as he feels yet another stab-
bing pain in his left leg.

WILLIE
What's wrong with him?

Shorty is convused and worried—and then he sees something! He
looks up and there on a rock-cut balcony over the cavern is the
little Maharajah!

The little prince clutches the clay krtya doll that represents
Indy. He jabs it in the leg with a long sapphire-tipped turban
pin.

On the mine car, Indy yells and grabs his right leg, which
collapses beneath him. Short Round takes off. He dashes under
the platform toward a bucket-chain carrying spent water back up
to the cistern.

Short Round leaps over the pool of water and grabs onto a bucket.
He rises up on this make-shift elevator toward the rock balcony
and the malicious little Maharajah.

Meanwhile, Indy is on the brink of unconsciousness as the giant's
massive hands throttle his neck. Indy's head hangs over the end
of the mine car and suddenly his eyes widen—The car with Indy and the giant reaches the peak of the dump ramp
and its upended—spilling both of them and a shower of rocks
down the conveyor belt!

Down below, Willie dodges wooden pillars and weaves around
quarry equipment, trying to follow Indy's battle with the giant.
She trips and swears angrily—Willie pushes and empty mine car out of her way—an empty mine
car! She runs back and starts shoving the mine car along the
rails toward the conveyor belt.

WILLIE
I got one! Indy, I got one!

Near the waterfall, Short Round ascends on the rising bucket
chain. Up on the balcony, the little Maharajah chuckles evilly as
he watches Indiana on the conveyor belt—The Maharajah lifts the clay doll and viciously jabs the pin in
the back of it!

On te conveyor, Indiana gets to his feet and then yells as a
stabbing pain lacerates his back! He falls and writhed helpless-
ly as the giant staggers up the rocky conveyor belt toward him.

Willie shoves the mine car forward. She sees Indy's desperate
situation as he's pulled along the conveyor toward the rock
crusher!

WILLIE
Indy, look out!

She looks up and sees Short Round leap from the bucket-chain onto
the balcony. The little Maharajah's eyes glow fiendishly as he
lifts the clay doll—and jabs the pin into the doll's face.

On the conveyor belt, Indy yells agonizingly and clutches his
stabbed face! Behind him, rocks explode as they're crushed and
pulverized by the mammoth roller.

In front of Indy, the Thuggee giant grabs a pick-axe as the con-
veyor slides past a tool bin. The giant approaches Indy with it.

Short Round dashes across the balcny and tackles the Maharajah.
They fall and fight like mortal enemies. Short Round sees the
little Maharajah's eyes glowing as he punches him in the face.

Only a few feet away from the rock-smashing roller, Indy is still
on his back on the conveyor belt, thrashing in pain, feeling the
Maharajah's pin piercing his face. The giant raises the pick-axe
above his head and it about to split Indiana in two!

On the balcony, the Maharajah drops the doll and Short Round
dives for it—he grabs the clay doll and pulls out the pin!

On the conveyor belt, Indiana is suddenly released from the
and looks up to see the giant swinging the pick-axe. Indy rolls
aside at the last minute!

The pick-axe cleaves into the conveyor belt and the giant lurches
forward—Indy gives him a helpful kick, sending the giant
flying toward the rock-crusher as Indy jumps off the conveyor
belt!

Seeing the huge roller looming in front of him, the giant crawls
desperately against the movement of the conveyor belt—but he
gets snagged!

The sash around his waist gets caught under the rolling cursher
and he's dragged back under it feet first. The Thuggee giant
screams hideously as his body is rolled over and squashed by the
enormous stone wheel!

On the balcony, Short Round is jabbing the pin into the squirming
little Maharajah. The little pricne's eyes still glow yellow as
he hollers—SHORT ROUND
How you like bing pin cushion,
Mr. Rajah-ha-ha?

The little prince rolls on the ground and tries to fight off
Short Round who keeps jabbing him—suddenly the Maharajah
swings and the pin is accidentally rammed clear through his hand!

Shorty sees the pin sticking through both sides of the kid's
hand. The Maharajah stares at his pierced hand, gasping in
astonishment.

Short Round notices the yellow glow dying out of the Maharajah's
eyes—just as Indy's eyes cleared after he was released from
Kali's trance.

MAHARAJAH
Please—pull it out!

Short Round yanks the pin out of the little prince's hand. The
Maharajah looks like he's jsut awakened from a bag dream.

SHORT ROUND
It was the black sleep of Kali...

MAHARAJAH
They made me do evil things...
may lord Krishna forgive me.

Meanwhile, Indy runs along the catwalk above the conveyor belt.
He jumps and grabs onto a cross-bard—he kicks out with his feet
and knocks a quarry guard off the catwalk.

The guard flies through the air and topples into the sand pit
where he thrashes around blindly under the sand falling from the
crusher.

Across the cavern, Willie shoves the rolling mine car toward the
balcony.

WILLIE
Get down here, Shorty! I got us
a ride!

Willie shirls as another quarry guard rushes toward her. She
yanks the iron brake-handle off the mine car and holds it threat-
eningly like a baseball bat—WILLIE (Cont'd)
Come on, let's see hoe hand your
head is!

Up on the rock balcony, Short Round lowers himself over the edge.
The little Maharajah grabs his arm—MAHARAJAH
Please—listen—to go out
you must take the left tunnel.

Shorty looks at him and he knows he's telling the truth.

SHORT ROUND
Thanks pal.

MAHARAJAH
I'm going to try to find the
English soldiers.

SHORT ROUND
Good luck.

Short Round slips over the edge and slides down a wet stalactite
to the floor of the cavern.

There he finds Willie swinging the brake-handle and smashing the
guard in the gut. The man doubles in pain—Willie kicks his
putt and he splashes into the pool of water.

WILLIE
I don't appreciate being cooked
like a french fry!

SHORT ROUND
Willie, come on!

Willie starts pushing the empty mine car with Short Round.

SHORT ROUND (Cont'd)
You do pretty good for a girl!

Across the quarry, Mola Ram and six temple guards run out onto a
high platform next to the waterfall. Mola Ram sees Willie and
Short Round pushing the mine cat.

Mola Ram shouts to his men—two of them pull pistols and open
fire!

Bullets ricochet off the mine car and Short Round shoves Willie
to the far side of the car where they both take cover.

Meanwhile, up on a catwalk, a guard slices a sword through the
air and Indiana ducks! The sword slashes into a wooden railing
and the guard tries frantically to pull it out—Indiana slams kis knee up into the guard's stomach and then
smashes his fist down on his neck—the man collapses. Indy
hears more gunfire.

Indiana rushes along the catwalk toward the platform above. He
edges against the wall below the platform, staying out of sight
as he unfurls his whip.

One of Mola Ram's guards fires again from the high platform and
Indiana lashes the whip—the whip wraps around the gunman's
arm and Indy yanks on it—The gunman topples through the air and crashes down onto the cat-
walk. Indy grabs the gun. He kicks the guard off the catwalk
and the man falls into the waterfall pool.

As the other guards fire down at him, Indiana dodges along the
catwalk and fires back at them. A bullet explodes near Mola Ram
and he ducks back—Meanwhile, Short Round and Willie have the mine car rolling and
they jump into it—SHORT ROUND
Indy! Hurry!

Indiana spots the rolling mine car racing across the quarry. Indy
takes off and runs along the catwalk—bullets explode around
him, splintering wood. Indy reaches the end of the catwalk—Suddenly he dives into the air and catches hold of a block and
tacke! Indy skids along the pulley system, sliding down a cable
toward the mine car in which Short Round and Willie are riding.

Bullets whiz past as Indiana sails in the air above the speeding
mine car - when they are in sync, Indy lets go and drops into the
mine car next to Willie and Short Round!

Mola Ram rushes forward and watches the speeding mine car rolling
down the track toward the tunnels—MOLA RAM
They've stolen the Sankara
Stones—they must be stopped!

In the speeding mine car, Indy sees the tracks separating in two
directions—one back into the quarry, the other toward two tun-
nels that lead out of the mines.

Indiana lifts a shovel from the floor of the car and swings it
just in time—he hits a switch which CLANGS as they speed by
and the car is shunted tipsy-turvy onto the track toward the two
tunnels.

Willie hangs on as the car tears down the track toward the tunnel
on the right—and Short Round looks worried—SHORT ROUND
No, Indy, it's left tunnel.

But it's too late and they all hold on as the mine car shoots
donw into the darkness of the echoing tunnel.

157. INT. THE TUNNEL 157.

The wind rushes past Indiana as the car descends into the tunnel
and picks up speed. Willie hangs on with Short Round—the mine
car roars around a curve and flies fater along the rails.

158. INT. THE QUARRY 158.

Back in the quarry, Mola Ram supervises the guards as they shove
empty cars toward the tunnel. Carrying long Khyber rifles, they
jump aboard the cars. The first one rolls into the dark tunnel
and the second car speeds after it.

159. INT. THE TUNNEL ENTRANCE 159.

The two Thuggee cars shoot past, descending into the darkness in
pursuit of the infidels who stole the Sankara Stones.

160. INT. THE TUNNEL 160.

The mine car hurtles past. Indy sits in front, pulling back on
the brake-lever to control their speed and keep them from careen-
ing off the tracks.

Expecting trouble, Short Round peers over the back end of the
car. Willie ducks low, watching the heavy beams flashing danger-
ously close above their heads.

Then Willie's eyes go wide and she groans in terror like a girl
on a roller coaster as the mine car suddenly plunges downward,
taking their stomachs with it.

A gunshot rings out and Short Round sees the first Thuggee car
appear around a curve behind them. Mola Ram's gunmen start
blasting. Bullets ricochet off the mine car and Indy yells back
to Short Round.

INDIANA
Come here and take the brake!

Short ROund scurries forward and grabs the brake from Indy.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
Slow on the curves or we'll fly
off the tracks!

SHORT ROUND
Read you loud and clear, Indy!

Short Round grins as he holds the brake—Willie realized that
this is Shorty's idea of a good time!

161. INT. THE CAVERN 161.

Up in the quarry, gunmen push a third car toward the tunnel, but
Mola Ram stops them. He shouts and they turn and look instead
toward the waterfall and huge cistern....

162. INT. THE TUNNEL 162.

Indiana is crouched in the back of the zooming mine bar blasting
away with the pistol he captured in the quarry.

A gunman in the car behind returns his fire, the explosions
lighting up the tunnle walls.

Indy aims and fires again—the gunman is hit and knocked back
in the car. Another guard with a Khyber rifle moves up to the
front and starts firing.

Meanwhile, as the car goes into a hard turn, Short Round rides
the brake—beneath the car we see the brake-pad scraping on the
metal wheel.

The tunnel gets lower and Indy has to duck under each beam flying
over and can only pop up to fire between the low beams.

The rifleman in the car behind is relading. Then he lifts his
rifle—Indy pops up simultaneously and shoots!

The gunman is hit, his rifle flies up and his head smashes
against the beam hurtling above! Screaming horribly, the gunman
is knocked from the speeding car like a broken doll.

163. INT. THE CAVERN 163.

Up in the quarry, Mola Ram's men swing sledge hammers, bashing
away at the rock supports under the huge water-filled cistern.

164. INT. THE TUNNEL 164.

Indiana runs out of bullets. He sees the car behind getting
closer. He tosses the pistol and hits a Thuggee in the head.
Another Thuggee retrieves Indy's pistol and starts reloading it.

Suddenly Indy is being shot at by his own gun and he yells to
Short Round
INDIANA
Let up on the brake!

SHORT ROUND
What?!

Indy shoves past Willie and takes the brake level from Shorty.

INDIANA
Let her go! Our only chance is
outrunning them!

WILLIE
What above the curves?!

Short Round looks scared as Indy released the brake and the car
hurtles toward a curve. They grab the sides of the car as it tips
precariously. Behind them, the curve throws the gunmen from side
to side in the car following.

SHORT ROUND
Indy, look out!

A sharper curve looms ahead and Indy shoves the brake completely
off!

WILLIE
What're you doing?! We're going
too fast!!

Willie closes her eyes as they rocket toward the curve. In the
car behind, the Thugge guard at the brake also shoves the brake
off—and looks extremely worried.

Indy's car hits the curve and the centrifugal force lifts the in-
side wheels off the rails!

INDIANA
Get over on the other side!

Willie and Short Round jumps over to his side as the car whips
around the curve! Indy looks back and sees the car pursuing them
is also taking the curve at full speed—Suddenly the Thuggee car swereves dangerously, the weight shifts
too much to the outside—and the car derails!

The car bounces off the tracks and flies through the air into a
siding where is CRASHES against a stone wall in an EXPLOSION of
rock and metal!

Pieces of debris pommel the drive of the second Thuggee car and
he quickly grabs for the brake to slow down and avoid the same
fate!

In the lead car, Indy smiles smugly as Willie opens her eyes.

INDIANA
One down, one to go!

165. INT. THE CAVERN ABOVE 165.

Mola Ram's guards continue to bash away with sledge hammers at
the rock supports under the mammoth cistern. One of the supports
starts to crumble—From above, we see the cistern list to one side and water laps
dangerously over the edge as the huge tank creaks and sawsy.

166. INT. THE TUNNEL 166.

Indiana and Short Round heft a railroad tie out of th bottom of
the car and Willie watches them lift it onto the back—As gunfire continues to explode from the car behind them, Indiana
and Short ROund shove the railroad tie off the back of the car—The wooden railroad tie falls and bounces back across the tracks.
The gunmen in the car behind spit it and yell in panic—Indy and Willie watch the car behind crash into the railroad tie—but the tie just skids, catches and bounces up and out of the
way like a huge tumbling matchstick!

WILLIE
Anymore ideas...?

INDIANA
Yeah—this time you're gonna
help!

167. INT. THE CAVERN 167.

The sledgehammers continue—until two of the rock supports give
way! There are shouts as the guards run for cover.

Mola Ram stands on a platform watching the huge cistern slowly
keel over—the noise is incredible as the colossal tank crashes
to the ground!

Suddenly a half-million gallons of water explode across the cav-
cern and surge in a tidal wave toward the tunnels!

168. INT. THE TUNNEL 168.

The walls of the tunnel flash past and curves appear suddenly out
of the darkness as the hair-raising chase continues—Short Round and Willie struggle to help Indy lift a large boulder
from the bottom of the speeding mine car.

The cars descend again into a stretch of much lower tunnel where
the beams flash past inches above them. Indy judges the beams—INDIANA
Okay—one—two—NOW!

All three of them groan as they raise the boulder and shove it
off the back of the car—ducking instantly to avoid being de-
capitated by the next beam!

Looking back, they see the gunmen pop up between the beams—and
they see the looks of terror on the gunmen's faces as they see
the boulder in front of them!

The Thuggee car hits the boulder and upends! The guards scream
horribly as the car tumbles end over end, slamming against the
tunnel walls, getting ripped to shreds so that finally only
pieces of metal, wheels and debris fly like a meteorite shower
down the tunnel!

Willie whoops for joy and hugs Indy who smiles modestly—INDIANA
Okay, Shorty, hit the brakes!

Short Round dives for the front of the car and ahppily pulls the
brake lever—it doesn't work! Short Round yanks on it harder—the brake level suddenly breaks off!

SHORT ROUND
Indy!!

Indy sees Short Round holding up the broken brake lever! Indy
crawls quickly toward Shorty while Willie holds on for dear life!

Completely out of control, the car hurtles down a decline into a
section where the tunnel if larger again—Indiana bends over the front of the car and looks underneath. He
sees the brake tension hanging loose from the brake-pad. Indiana
pulls himself back up and looks at Willie and Short Round.

INDIANA
Grab onto me—I'm going to try
and slow us down from underneath!

Willie looks terrified but helps Short Round grab onto Indy's arm
and the back of his jacket. He skips over the front of the car
and swings a leg underneath—Indy is inches above the rails and the rocky ground blurring be-
neath the car as he tries to kick at the brake-pad. His feet
fall and he bumps along, dragged dangerously for a moment—Indy manages to find a foothold on the undercarriage of the car.
As they hold onto him, Indy kicks again and his foot hits the
brake-pad. He shoves it and slowly the pad closes against the
spinning wheel...

WILLIE
Oh no!

Willie and Short Round look up and see that the tunnel is ending
ahead and the track dead-ends into a stone wall!

INDIANA
What's wrong?

He looks around—and sees the car rocketing directly toward the
stone wall!

Indy's foot starts kicking in high-gear underneath the car—he
slams at the brake-pad with all his strength—the pad screeches
against the spinning wheeel and starts sparking!

The car seems to slow as it shoots toward the end of the tunnel.
Indy groans and pushes hard against the smoking brake-pad.

The car slows more and more until it runs down the last few yards
to the dead-end and rolls gently to a stop, just nudgeing Indy's
back against the wall....

INDIANA
Ouch...

Willie looks faint as Indiana gets to his feet and Shorty jumps
out of the car. They help Willie out and she stands shakily—WILLIE
I'm okay—I'm fine—I love to
flirt with death...

Indiana sees that the tunnel ahead continues without any more
tracks. Then they hear something—A strange rumbling sound echoing down the tunnel from behind
them. The walls seem to reverberate. Looking worried, they
start walking away down the tunnel.

They walk faster as the noise behind them becomes louder and they
keep glancing over their shoulders—WILLIE
What's that?...Indy?!

Indiana isn't sure and he pulls Willie by the arm and all three of
them start jogging.

The rumbling behind them sounds increasingly ominous and finally
they start running full tilt. They rush down the tunnel and the
awful noise becomes defening! Willie looks around again and
slows suddenly—Willie stops dead in her tracks—paralyzed—awestruck—DOOMED!

Willie sees a monster wall of water (released from the quarry) as
it thunders around a curver—a mammoth tidal wave crashing spec-
tacularly against the opposite tunnel wall!

A veritable "tsunami" caroming off the tunnel wall and spewing
furiously forward like a hydrous Juggernaut!

WILLIE
(frozen in
her tracks)
Oh... shit...

Indiana and Short Round notice that Willie's sloed and they stop
running—they also see the cataclysm of water crashing down the
tunnel toward them.

Indy runs back and grabs Willie. All three of them take off,
running faster than they've ever run in their lives!

The tidal wave smashes forward, booming behind them and Indiana
realizes quickly that they're going to lose this race. Suddenly
he sees a small side-tunnel in a bend ahead—INDIANA
There! Dive!

They lunge toward the hole and Short Round dives in it first.
Indiana shoves Willie into the hole and jumps in after her just
as the colossal tidal wave explodes past!

169. INT. THE CHUTE 169.

The small tunnel drops precipitously and they slide down, shower-
ed by the small side-current of water that's broken off from the
main force.

170. INT. A LARGE TUNNEL 170.

They rolls and tumble out of the small chute into a larger tunnel.
The roar of the tidal wave sounds distant and receding as they
catch their breath.

INDIANA
Lucky I found a short cut. Look,
there's a light at the end of the
tunnel...

Suddenly an EXPLOSION! They turn and see the thundering tidal
wave crashing around a curve and cascading down the tunnel behind
them again!

WILLIE
Some short cut!

They all holler in unison and start running like bats out of hell
toward the daylight. The towering wall of water surges relent-
lessley after them—The tidal wave looms up to annihilate them as they race to the
mouth of the tunnel—and Willie SCREAMS! Indy grabs her and
all three of the flail their arms to keep from losing their bal-
ance!

171. EXT. THE TUNNEL EXIT - DAY 171.

The tunnel exits midway up a cliff and the three totter precari-
ously on the brink looking down at a 300 foot sheer drop to
a gorge below!

Indiana swings Willie onto a narrow ledge on one side and pushes
Short Round after her—he jumps himself to the other side just
as the tidal wave crashes past them!

The water bursts out of the tunnel—the gusher spews forth from
the cliffside into the air as if Hoover Dam just broke lose!

Short Round and Willie balance on the narrow ledge on one side of
the geyser—Indy is perches on the ledge on the other side of
the incredible eruption of water.

Willie gets vertigo looking down into the gorge where the water
crashes at the bottom. There crocodiles are disturbed and
slither angrily.

Indy looks up and sees a rope bridge swinging about twenty feet
above Willie and Short Round. Indy shouts across the blasting
water—INDIANA
Willie—the bridge! Climb up
to the bridge!

Willie looks frightened.

SHORT ROUND
Nothing to it—follow me!

He edges along the narrow ledge toward the bridge and Willie
follows him. Once under the bridge, they start climbing up the
rocks to it.

Meanwhile, Indiana is scaling the cliff face to get over the
water geyser to the other side. He grabs at scrub brush and
finds a few perilous footholds as he makes his way to the bridge.

172. EXT. THE ROPE BRIDGE 172.

Willie and Short Round pull themselves up at the end of the
bridge. Behind them a dark tunnel runs back into the mines.
What's in front of them is hardly more reassuring—The rope bridge across the gorge is a century old and defintely
wasn't built by army engineers. Laying across the two bottom
rope-spans, worm-eaten and moldy boards offer risky footings.

Vertical side ropes connect the bottom rope-spans to the two up-
per ropes that constitute the dangerous hand-railings.

Short Round steps tentatively out onto the bridge. It holds him
and he turns and smiles at Willie—SHORT ROUND
Easy like pie! Kid's stuff!

Suddenly the board under him breaks! Willie grabs Short Round
before he falls into the abyss! Looking pale and less cocky,
Short Round starts out again and Willie follows his carefully.

They continue stepping across the bridge cautiously, a feat made
more difficult by the bridge's constant swaying and the hear-
stopping up and down movement.

Behind them, Indy finally pulls himself up from under the bridge.
He stands up and sees Willie and Short Round halfway across
already. Then he hears something and turns quickly—he takes
his whip out and ducks to the side of the tunnel as two Thuggee
guards rush out.

Indy cracks the whip, catching the first guard around the neck—the guard spills forward and trips the second guard. The first
man tries to stand but Indiana kicks him in the head.

The second guard gets to his feet and seings his sword—Indy
ducks, slams him in the stomach and dives for the first guard's
sword. He grabs it and rolls aside quickly as the second gaurd
attempts to slice him in two!

Indy gets to his feet and immediately finds himself about to en-
gage in a sword duel with the enraged Thuggee guard. Indy looks
at the unfamiliar sword, hefts it, and tries to quickly decide
the best way to use it—Suddenly the guard shouts and charges. Indy decides shouting
must be the "de rigueur" technique and shouts back loudly—the
two swords CLANG and spark as the duel erupts.

Indy flails and feints and the Thuggee guard lunges and slashes.
Indy finally gains the upper hand and dispatches the Thuggee
guard who slumps defeated into the dirt.

Keeping the sword, Indy starts out onto the bridge, walking as
quickly as possible across the rickety span. He hears shouting
ahead and looks worried then temple guards appear at the far end
of the bridge.

The guards suprise Willie and Shorty as they finally get across
the bridge. Struggling futilely with the guards, Willie shouts
at Indiana—WILLIE
Indy—looks out behind you!

Indy sees more Thuggee guards rushing out of the tunnel behind
him. He turns and sees two of the tmeple guards who captured
Willie and Short Round coming across the bridge in front of him.

Indy stands helpless in the middle of the swaying bridge with
guards approaching from both sides, and nothing but heaven above
and the rocky gorge hundreds of feet below!

A wind comes up and the High Priest, Mola Ram, appears on the far
end of the bridge. He stands with the guards who hold Willie and
Short Round.

The wind whips around Indy and he staggers unsteadily on the
swaying bridge as he watches Mola Ram—INDIANA
Let my friends go!

Mola Ram shouts in Hindi and the guards start to move toward Indy
from both sides of the bridge.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
That's far enough!

MOLA RAM
You are in no position to give
orders, Dr. Jones.

Indiana indicates the bag over his shoulder—INDIANA
You want the stones, let them go
and call off your guards!

Mola Ram motions and the guards move farther out on both sides of
the bridge—suddenly Indiana swings the sword and it cuts into
one of the bottom rope-spans!

The rope is half-severed and frays slowly under the tension!

MOLA RAM
Impressive, Dr. Jones. But I
don't believe you would kill
yourself!

Mola Ram motions again the his guards (looking more nervous now)
step farther out onto the bridge, mvoing closer to Indy from both
sides.

Indy swings the sword again, cutting into the other rope-span!
It, too, is now partially severed and frays slowly. The bridge
jolts and Indy and the guards sway precariously!

Suddenly Mola Ram shoves Short Round out onto the bridge. The
High Priest draws a dagger and pushes Willie onto the swaying
span, holding the knife behind them both.

MOLA RAM (Cont'd)
Your friends will die with you!

In different times this would be called a Mexican stand-off
Indiana looks at the guards in front and behind him. He sees
Willie and Short Round out on the bridge now with Mola Ram at
their backs.

INDIANA
Then I guess we're all going to
take a big dive!

Indy and Short Round's eyes meet—and the kid realizes that his
hero isn't kidding. Willie looks at Shout Round anxiously—she
notices that Shorty is surreptitiously wrapping his foot around a
rope support.

Petrified, Willie also secretly wraps her foot around a rope and
does likewise with her arm—MOLA RAM
Give me the stones!

INDIANA
Mola Ram—you're about to meet
Kali—in Hell!

Indiana swings the sword with all his might—it whooshes
through the air and slashes clear through the top and bottom
ropes --!

Immediately Mola Ram's guards start to flee in panic—too late!
Indiana swings the sword again and the two ropes on the other
side are severed—The rope bridge is sheared in two! It breaks in the middle and
both halves fall apart! The guards scream horribly in the air as
they plunge down into the rocky gorge!

Willie and Short Round cling to their established footholds and
fall with the bridge toward the wall of the gorge. Mola Ram
spills forward, clutching desperately at the ropes and slats—Below them, Indiana has latched onto a rope and swings with the
bridge as it hits the gorge wall and hangs vertically now, dang-
ling from its moorings at the top.

There's an instant of suspended animation as all who remain alive
realize they are alive. Short Round and Willie cling near the
top of the now vertical bridge.

Below them, Mola Ram clutches onto one of the main ropes while
directly above him the last of his guards holds on for dear life.

Short Round and Willie struggle upwards, clutching ropes and
stepping on slats. Finally, Short Round heaves himself up onto
solid ground and turns to help Willie up.

Meanwhile, dangling below on the bridge, Indy reaches up and
grabs Mola Ram's leg. The High Priest kicks and tries to break
Indy's grip. He kicks again and smashes Indy in the face.

Indy won't let go. Suddenly the High Priest reaches up and grabs
his own Thuggee guard and yanks his down by the front of his
shirt—Mola Ram shoves the luckless guard down onto Indy, trying to
dislodge him by sacrificing the screaming Thuggee. Indy manages
to hang on. The Thuggee is less fortunate and falls screaming to
his death.

Then Mola Ram looks across the gorge and yells. Indy sees a dozen
of the last Thuggee guards streaming out of the tunnel—only
to be stranded on the far side of the now bridgeless gorge.

Indy starts climbing up after Mola Ram again. He grabs at the
back of Mola Ram's robe and pull him down. Slipping, Mola Ram
turns and it's Indy's chance to punch Mola Ram in the face.

Mola Ram's eyes are glowing yellow and he's shouting incoherent-
ly. He grabs the strap of Indy's shoulder bag and stamps on In-
dy's hand—Indy falls!

Indiana slips downward, scrambling to catch hols of something—meanwhile, Mola Ram now has the bag with the Sankara Stones.

Indy finally stops his downward slide and dangles dangerously
near the bottom of the bridge.

Across the gorge, the Thuggee guards run up a path to a small
gove of trees growing on a plateau above the gorge. The guards
have bows and arrows and take firing positions—At the top of the bridge, Mola Ram keeps climbing until rocks
start poundinghim from above—Willie and Short Round pely him
with rocks which he tries to block with his arm.

Indiana starts to climb again, using all his strength. He
reaches for a wooden slat—suddenly a flaming arrow smashes
into the wood!

Indy turns in amazement and sees more flaming arrows rocketing
across the chasm directy for him!

Across the gorge, by the grove of trees, a Thuggee priest yells
orders to the archers who continue to launch the flaming arrows.

Indiana crawls up as the bridge starts to burn from the continu-
ing bursts of fiery arrows. At the top, Mola Ram reaches up des-
perately for a hand old—Willie smashes his hand with a rock!

The High Priest yells in pain and slips down to where Indy slugs
him again in the face! They struggle as the fire burns up from
beneath them.

On the cliff above the fallen bridge, Willie watches the fire
rising toward Indy and Mola Ram as they fight. Short Round turns
and sees something—SHORT ROUND
Willie, look!

They see horses galloping through a narrow pass—the British
cavalry is returning. Captain Blumburtt and the first troops draw
up their forses and dismount quickly.

A fussilade of flaming arrows force the British to take cover—they quickly start firing back at the Thuggees with rifles.

As the battle above the gorge continues, Indy and Mola Ram fight
below on the dangling bridge—Indiana sees the High Priest's eyes begin glowing and he hisses
insanely. Mola Ram's hand thrusts out toward Indiana's chest and
Indy yells in pain—Indy looks down and writhes terrified as he sees Mola Ram's hand
starting to enter his chest (as it entered the victim's chest
during the temple sacrifice)!

Mola Ram's finger are inching into Indy's body—Indy clutches
at Mola Ram's piercing hand, trying to keep the deadly fingers
away from his heart.

Slowly, Indy is able to push Mola Ram's hand away and his fingers
withdraw from Indy's chest. Indiana suddenly slugs the High
Priest in the face and grabs for the bag of Sankara Stones—MOLA RAM
No, the stones are mine!

INDIANA
You're betrayed Shiva. *(He re-
peats in Sanskrit Sankara's warn-
ing)

As Indy pronounces the magical words, the bag begins glowing and
starts to burn Mola Ram as he clutches it—the stones begin to
spill out of the bag and the High Priest grabs from them.

INDIANA (Cont'd)
*(He repeats Sankara's warning
in Sanskrit)

The blazing stones sear Mola Ram's flesh and he screams in pain.
The light suddenly dies in his eyes and for one instant he looks
at Indy as if awakened from a nightmare—Mola Ram loses his balance and Indy grabs for the stones. He
manages to clutch only one of them as Mola Ram screams and falls!

Indy sees the stone in his hand suddenly cool. He watches Mola
Ram plummeting downward into the chasm and finally crashing into
the jagged rocks at the bottom.

The irritated crocodiles are disturbed once more—but soon wel-
come the meal that just dropped in. Jaws flash and teeth rip at
the High Priest's likeless corpse.

And Indy's bag with the Sankara Stones sinks into the murkly cur-
rent and disappears down the river ...

173. EXT. THE CLIFF 173.

Indiana crawls up the burning bridge and Willie and Short Round
reach for him at the top. They pull him up onto the cliff and
they all look around exhausted—Across the gorge, more British troops emerge from the mine tun-
nels to subdue the remaining Thuggee guards on that side.

Finally the little Maharajah comes out of the dark mine tunnel.
He sees Short Round across the gorge—and bows to thank him for
his help. On the other side, Short Round waves his cap, saluting
him back.

Willie stands at the edge of the gorge looking down into the riv-
er far below.

WILLIE
I guess Mola Ram got what he
wanted.

INDIANA
Not quite.

She sees Indy reach into his pocket. He pulls something out
slowly—as she watches he reveals a crystal stone—INDIANA (Cont'd)
The last Sankara Stone.

Short Round watches Willie take it carefully from Indiana. She
gazes at it and looks delighted—WILLIE
And the diamond hidden inside...

Willie holds the stone up to the sun and it sparkles and flashes

CUT TO

174. EXT. THE MAYAPORE HILLS - DAY 174.

The sun flares and silhouettes three figures coming over a
hilltop. Behinf them we see more smaller silhouettes appearing
over the rise.

Indiana, Willie and Short Round walk back down the dirt road into
Mayapore—followed by a multitude of children returning to
their homeland.

Willie looks at the changed landscape and seems astonished: the
barren countryside has been reborn. They see streams flowing
beneath green trees, flowers blooming and peasants harvesting
golden grain in the fields.

175. EXT. MAYAPORE VILLAGE 175.

Indiana, Willie and Short Round lead the children down the
village road. Ahead they see villagers rebuilding their primi-
tive dwellings.

Now they hear shouts of joy from the peasants. The children
returning home start running to meet their parents who are rush-
ing out to greet them.

There is laughter and tears as families are reunited. Indiana
sees the old shaman approaching with the chieftain and the
village elders.

The shaman touches his fingers to his forehead and bows. The
three travelers return his greeting and the shaman is quite moved
as he speaks to Indiana—SHAMAN
We know you are coming back --
(indicating the
countryside)
-- when life returns to our village.

WILLIE
It's a real miracle.

SHAMAN
Now you see the magic of the
"rock" you bring back.

The old shaman smiles wisely at Indiana. Indy takes the stone
out of his bag and unwraps it.

INDIANA
Yes, I've seen its power

Willie watches the shaman take it reverently and bow to them.
The shaman joins the elders and they walk to the village's small
sacred mound. Indy and Willie stay back. They see him kneel and
replace the stone in its niche.

INDIANA
The last Sankara Stone.

WILLIE
And they don't even know what
it really is.

INDIANA
(smiling at her)
Well, you didn't get your prince,
and there goes your diamond.

WILLIE
You didn't do so well yourself.
Finding that stone could've got-
ten you all the fortune and
glory you were talking about.

INDIANA
It's still a long way to Delhi.
Who knows what might happen.

She looks at him like he's crazy.

WILLIE
Oh no, I'm finding a native guide
who knows the way. No more de-
tours for me, thank you Dr. Jones.

She turns and starts walking away continuing to complain—WILLIE (Cont'd)
If you think I'm going to Delhi
or anyplace else with you, after
all the trouble you've gotten me
into...

Suddenly the bullwhip CRACKS and wraps around her waist. Star-
tled Willie looks angry as Indiana reels her in, pulling her to-
ward him and into his arms. But when he finally kisses her, she
doesn't seem to mind at all...

Short Round shakes his head, but looks sort of pleased. When he
turns away, his face lights up!

Short Round runs toward the sunset, toward the three elephants
being brought back to the village. The baby elephant starts
walking faster, as if he recognizes Short Round running out to
meet him...

THE END