Indiana Jones And The Last Crusade Page #4

FEDORA:

You've got heart, kid.

(indicates Cross)

But that belongs to me.

INDY:

(takes Cross from his

belt)

It belongs to Coronado.

FEDORA:

(overlapping)

Coronado is dead. And so are all his

grandchildren.

INDY:

This should be in a museum.

ROSCOE:

Now give me that!

Roscoe makes a grab for the Cross -- but Indy doesn't let

go. A tug-of-war ensues until a SNAKE WIGGLES OUT FROM INDY'S

SHIRTSLEEVE and WRAPS AROUND Roscoe's hand.

Roscoe SCREAMS BLOODY MURDER -- releases his grip on the

Cross and tries to shake off the snake. This is all the

opportunity Indy needs. He LEAPS ONTO THE NEXT CAR.

FEDORA:

Don't let him get away!

Indy swings down to the caboose. He sees a sign above the

caboose door reading "DR. FANTASY'S MAGIC CABOOSE."

INDY:

Magic?

He glances back at the men and quickly opens the door to the

caboose, stepping inside.

Fedora puts out his arm, gesturing for the others not to

follow Indy.

FEDORA:

Hold it. Make sure he doesn't double

back.

INT. THE CABOOSE - DAY

Which contains the circus MAGIC EQUIPMENT. Indy rushes to

the rear door of the caboose but can't open it. He hears

Fedora coming, and dives into a MAGIC BOX.

FEDORA:

Okay, kid. Out of the box. Now.

Fedora smiles confidently and advances toward the box. The

box unexpectedly collapses; all four sides flop away...

revealing NOTHING. Indy has completely vanished.

Fedora is mystified, frustrated and angered. Then he feels a

breeze at his back. He turns and discovers that the caboose

door is open. He rushes out onto the balcony and sees:

Indy RUNNING along the tracks, turning up a street of modest

clapboard houses.

FEDORA:

Damn.

EXT. STREET - SMALL TOWN - DAY

As Indy runs from the railroad tracks and approaches his

house we see the name "JONES" painted on the mailbox.

INDY:

Dad!

INT. THE HOUSE - DAY

Indy bursts through the front door holding the Cross in his

hand. A Husky BARKS as Indy runs past in search of his father.

INDY:

Dad!

INT. THE STUDY - DAY

Indy charges in. The study is cluttered with books. Pictures,

charts and maps clearly reflect the father's passion for

Medieval studies.

PROFESSOR Henry JONES is absorbed at his desk. In fact, he

is studying a very ancient parchment volume which lies open

on the desk. The page shows a beautifully illuminated picture

of what might be a stained-glass window. The sketch

incorporates a series of Roman numerals. The Professor is

not just studying it, he is copying it into his own notebook.

We never get to see the Professor's face in this scene. So

Indy CHARGES IN.

INDY:

Dad!

HENRY:

Out!

INDY:

It's important!

HENRY:

Then wait -- count to twenty.

INDY:

No, Dad. You listen to me --

HENRY:

(now he shouts)

Junior!

No question who is the boss here. Indy gulps, his look says

"What am I going to do with this guy?" And obeys -- starts

counting, VERY, VERY FAINTLY.

INDY:

One, two, three, four...

Now we see what Henry is concentrating on. We see his hand

sketching; then, he holds up one finger.

HENRY:

In Greek.

Indy's reaction:

INDY:

(louder, in Greek)

One... two... three... four...

An ancient car is heard arriving. Perhaps Indy glimpses it

going past the window. Anyway, it stops outside the house.

Two men sit in the front seat. Herman sits in the rear,

BLOWING A TRUMPET.

Indy's reaction:
Trouble!

Henry is just finishing the sketch.

HENRY:

May he who illuminated this...

illuminate me...

INT. THE FRONT ROOM - DAY

The study door is just closing, Indy closing it behind him...

just as Herman comes through the front door, still playing

the trumpet.

Indy reaches for the trumpet, pulling it from Herman's mouth.

Herman continues to spit -- right into Indy's face. Indy

flinches.

HERMAN:

I brought the Sheriff.

Herman means the SHERIFF, who now enters the house.

INDY:

Just the man I want to see! Now,

there were five or six of them.

SHERIFF:

(interrupting)

All right, son.

INDY:

(overlapping)

...they came after... me...

SHERIFF:

You still got it?

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