Indiana Jones And The Last Crusade Page #34

KNIGHT:

You must choose.

(beat)

But choose wisely. For as the True

Grail will bring you life -- the

False Grail will take it from you.

DONOVAN:

I'm not a historian. I have no idea

what it looks like. Which one is it?

ELSA:

Let me choose.

DONOVAN:

Thank you, Doctor.

Elsa and Indy exchange looks. He thinks he is seeing her in

her true colors.

Elsa chooses a cup -- a solid gold, emerald encrusted goblet.

Donovan instantly takes it from her.

DONOVAN:

Oh, yes. It's more beautiful than

I'd ever imagined. This certainly is

the cup of the King of Kings.

Donovan rushes to the well and fills the goblet with water.

DONOVAN:

Eternal life!

Donovan drinks from the goblet.

Then, Donovan's entire body starts to convulse. His face

contorts in agony. He grabs his stomach and turns toward

Elsa.

DONOVAN:

What... is... happening... to...

me...?

He starts to age -- fast! His hair grows long and gray and

brittle. His face sinks. Fingernails curl back on themselves.

Milky cataracts coat his eyes.

Elsa gasps and screams.

DONOVAN:

What... is... happening...?

His skin turns brown and leathery and stretches across his

bones until it splits. His skeletal hands reach for Elsa's

throat, choking her.

Indy rushes forward and pushes Donovan away. As he falls he

BODY BREAKS INTO FLAMES, then SHATTERS AGAINST THE WALL.

KNIGHT:

He chose... poorly.

Indy studies the array of chalices.

ELSA:

It would not be made out of gold.

Indy picks up another cup, a simple earthenware jug.

INDY:

That's the cup of a carpenter.

He and Elsa exchange a look.

INDY:

There's only one way to find out.

Indy goes to the well and fills the earthenware jug with

water, then pauses. Indy brings the jug to his lips and takes

several large swallows.

A strange sensation overcomes him, a feeling of peace and

contentment... and we see his wounds begin to heal.

KNIGHT:

You have chosen wisely. But the Grail

cannot pass beyond the Great Seal.

That is the boundary and the price

of immortality.

CUT TO:

BRODY AND SALLAH

Who attend to Henry awaiting Indy's return.

Indy and Elsa come forward with the Grail.

The TWO NAZI SOLDIERS are over-awed by the possessors of the

Grail. They put down their guns and kneel.

Indy kneels by Henry's side and tilts his head forward and

holds the Grail to his lips.

Henry is too weak to even open his eyes.

Henry swallows some of the water. Much of it runs down the

corners of his mouth. Finally Indy pours the water over the

wound and everyone watches in astonishment as the wound and

the blood stain disappear before their eyes. The color returns

to Henry's face.

Henry's eyes open. The first thing he sees is the Grail and

they light up. Then they shift to Indy's face -- and they

light up even more...

NAZI SOLDIERS run forward. Sallah points a rifle at them.

SALLAH:

Drop your guns. Please.

The Nazi Soldiers drop their weapons at their feet and raise

their arms in surrender.

INDY:

(to Henry)

Dad, come on. Get to your feet.

ELSA:

Steps forward and picks up the Grail. She turns to Indy, her

face alight with possession of the Grail.

ELSA:

We have got it. Come on.

Elsa steps onto the edge of the Great Seal.

INDY:

Elsa! Elsa, don't move!

ELSA:

It's ours, Indy. Yours and mine.

INDY:

Elsa, don't cross the Seal. The Knight

warned us not to take the Grail from

here.

A RUMBLING SOUND IS HEARD and the ground roars and shifts.

Dirt falls from the ceiling of the cavern. Elsa falls on the

Great Seal. The Grail bounces away from her grasp. She reaches

for it and the ground beneath her begins to SPLIT OPEN. Elsa

slips into the crevasse. She screams.

Elsa is hanging perilously in the abyss, with the Grail almost

within her reach. As her hands lose their grip, Indy just

manages to grab one of them, he himself sliding forward across

the slanted floor.

HENRY:

Junior! Junior!

With her free hand, Elsa is trying to get the Grail. Indy

can't save her unless she gives him her free hand. She has

to choose.

INDY:

Elsa. Elsa don't. Elsa. Elsa. Give

me your other hand, honey. I can't

hold you.

ELSA:

I can reach it. I can reach it...

Her hand begins to slip from Indy's grasp.

INDY:

Elsa! Give me your hand. Give me

your other hand!

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