Raiders of the Lost Ark Page #11

75 EXT. BACK OF THE TRUCK - DAY 75

What Indy cannot see is that basket lands among an ominous

load of German munitions, dynamite and firearms. The truck

immediately peels out.

76 EXT. DESERTED SQUARE - DAY 76

The German Agent has stopped firing in order to drive. He

floors it, aiming for a street at the corner of the square.

Indy uses the lull to take careful aim at the German Agent’s

profile and fire off three careful shots. The German Agent is

hit, blasted dead against the steering wheel. The speeding

truck swerves, hits a wall, rolls over and explodes in an

enormous, multi-leveled eruption as its contents ignite.

Several surrounding buildings are leveled.

.

Indy, blown back across the square, looks on, astonished and

horror-stricken.

INDY:

Marion.

77 INT. ARAB BAR - NIGHT 77

A dark, smoke-filled den on iniquity. The patrons, almost all

fearsome Arabs, sit in small shadowy groups around the room.

Indy stands at the bar finishing off a fifth of bourbon. He

is drunk. The ARAB BARTENDER places a new bottle of expensive

bourbon in front of him.

Indy eyes it queerly.

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ARAB BARTENDER:

The gentleman in the corner sent

it. He would like you to join him.

INDY:

(doesn’t even look)

Too bad. I’m drinking alone.

The Arab Bartender does a take, looking at the three, tough

GERMAN HENCHMEN who have surrounded Indy from out of the

smoke, their hands stuffed in bulging trenchcoat pockets.

Indy notices them now with a bleary glance. He decides he’s

in no shape to kill or be killed and moves with them across

the room, taking his bottle with him. The Arab patrons take

this in and mind their own business.

(MORE)

The occupant of the smoke-shrouded corner table becomes

visible only as Indy reaches there: it is Emile Belloq. He is

drinking wine.

INDY:

Belloq

BELLOQ:

Good evening, Dr. Jones.

INDY:

I ought to kill you right now.

BELLOQ:

It was not I who brought the girl

into this dirty business.

Indy knows its true; that’s what’s tearing him up.

BELLOQ:

Sit down, please, before you fall

down. We can behave as civilized

people. I’m afraid it will be your

last opportunity.

Indy sits, glancing at the German Henchmen, who settle

nearby, just out of earshot.

INDY:

Not a very private place for a

murder.

BELLOQ:

(looking around)

These Arabs will not interfere in

the white man’s business. They do

not care if we kill each other off.

.

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BELLOQ(cont'd)

(takes a sip of wine,

refers to it)

Terribly difficult finding a

descent vintage here. You were

quite vigorous in Shanghai.

Unfortunately, our friend the Wild

Boar had taken the precaution of

making several copies of the piece.

Indy registers this as he takes a drink. Belloq watches him

with disdainful amusement.

BELLOQ:

How odd that it should end this way

for us, after so many...

stimulating encounters. I almost

(MORE)

regret it. Where shall I find a new

adversary so close to my own level?

INDY:

Try the local sewer.

BELLOQ:

I know you despise me. We always

hate in others that which we most

fear in ourselves. And you and I

are very much alike.

INDY:

Now you’re getting nasty.

BELLOQ:

We have always done the same kind

of work. Our methods have not

differed as much as you pretend. I

am a shadowy reflection of you. But

it would have taken only a nudge to

make you the same as me, to push

you out of the light.

There is a certain amount of truth to this; the recognition

of it flickers across Indy’s bleary eyes. Belloq sees it

there.

BELLOQ:

You know it to be true! How nice.

And how ironic the timing.

Belloq leans forward, eyes shining, voice suddenly different.

BELLOQ:

Do you realize what the Ark is?

(very intense)

It’s a transmitter.

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BELLOQ(cont'd)

A radio for talking to God! And now

it is within my grasp.

INDY:

What about your boss, Der Fuhrer? I

thought he was waiting to take

possession.

Belloq glances in the gloom at the German Henchmen.

BELLOQ:

(quieter)

When the time is right. When I am

finished with it.

INDY:

I hope your friends are patient.

Dangerous work, Belloq.

.

BELLOQ:

Yes. Very. You may consider

yourself fortunate that your

involvement concludes here.

INDY:

Tell me, did you get away with the

idol?

BELLOQ:

(negative)

I was lucky to get away with my

life. The Hovitos proved quite

narrow-minded about the whole

matter.

Indy takes a drink.

INDY:

You know, if it’s God you want to

talk to, maybe I can arrange it.

BELLOQ:

(smiles)

You have not changed. But, please,

do not reach for your weapon until

you are ready to die.

The front door of the bar slams open and all nine of SALLAH’S

CHILDREN scamper in and over to a surprised Indy. Two of the

smallest hop into his lap.

LITTLE SON:

Uncle Indy, we have been looking

for you.

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LITTLE DAUGHTER:

Come home now, Uncle. Hurry!

Suddenly the Arab patrons of the bar take an intense interest

in the situation, shifting their weapons.

INDY:

Yes. Yes, I’ll come now.

Indy stands up. The German Henchmen are poised. Belloq eyes

the Arab patrons and signals for the Henchmen to relax.

BELLOQ:

Next time, Indiana Jones, it will

take more than children to save

you.

The children usher Indy out.

78 INT. SALLAH’S TRUCK - IN FRONT OF ARAB BAR - NIGHT 78

Indy climbs into the cab of Sallah’s truck with a smiling

Sallah as the children pile into the back. Sallah pulls out.

SALLAH:

I thought we would find you there.

(indicating the kids)

Better than the United States

Marines, eh?

INDY:

(nods)

Thank you.

(grave)

Marion’s dead.

SALLAH:

Yes, I know. I am sorry.

(pause)

More reason than ever to beat the

bastards.

(he touches Indy)

Life goes on, Indy.

(indicates the kids again)

There is the proof.

Indy looks back there, nods.

SALLAH:

I have much to tell you, Indy.

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Fayah brings in a tray of food and puts it on the table. The

bowl of dates is in one corner. As Fayah leaves the room, the

Monkey slips out of Sallah’s lap and disappears under the

table. Indy leans over the food tray, his hand hovering over

the dates. But he chooses some cheese and bread instead.

INDY:

And they made the calculation in

the map room?

SALLAH:

(nods vigorously)

This morning. Belloq and the boss

German, Shliemann. When they came

out of the map room, we were given

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