Raiders of the Lost Ark Page #13

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87 EXT. ABOVE THE MAP ROOM - DAY 87

An extremely nervous Sallah has the gathered rope in his

hands and is trying to appear casual as he inches back toward

the oil drum. There is now a good bit of activity going on up

here.

JEEP GERMAN (O.S.)

Hey! You, the skinny one!

Sallah jumps about three feet. The JEEP GERMAN is standing in

an open space ten yards away looking at Sallah.

JEEP GERMAN:

Yes, you. What are you doing there?

Sallah gestures his innocence.

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JEEP GERMAN:

Well bring that rope over here, you

cur.

The Jeep German starts back toward his major concern: his

jeep is stuck in some sand beyond the next tent. Some Arab

Workers are trying in vain to budge it. Now another German

has backed his truck up to it. Sallah can think of nothing to

do except obey. With a worried glance at the map room, he

begins untying the rope from the oil drum.

88 INT. THE MAP ROOM 88

Indy is examining the results of Belloq’s work. Red paint

marks one of the miniature buildings in the layout and a

white calibrated tape has been strung from that building back

to a miniature of the map room. Now Indy begins examining the

mosaic base line for the staff. Sunlight has moved further

down across the miniature.

89 EXT. IN THE CAMP - DAY 89

Sallah watches nervously as his precious rope is pulled taut

between the pulling truck and the stuck jeep. He doesn’t

notice that he has chosen to stand next to a large, steaming

kettle of food until -

HUNGRY GERMAN (O.S.)

Bring us some of that!

He points to the kettle. Sallah looks frantically from the

rope, back to the skylight of the map room, to the kettle of

food.

HUNGRY GERMAN:

Now, idiot!

Sallah picks up some serving pieces and gets to work.

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90 INT. THE MAP ROOM 90

The moment has arrived. Even the tension of the circumstances

cannot distract Indy from the purity of what he is about to

do. All his calculations are adjustments complete, Indy takes

the Staff of Ra and places it -- CLINK! -- in the right

depression on the base line. This is as active and exciting

moment as any archeologist can dream of and, at heart, that

is exactly what Indy is. The sunlight catches the very top of

the headpiece and moves within a fraction of an inch of the

tiny hole in its sun.

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The edge of the sunlight moving across the miniature city is

still a good two feet beyond the spot Belloq has settled on.

And now that line of light is broken by the shadow of an

ornate sun at the top of the staff.

Indy’s face reflects his concentration. And then his immense

pleasure. He sees what he came for.

Out of the miniature city, one small building is being lit by

a tiny beam of sunlight in the center of the shadow of the

metal sun. And by some trick of ancient artistry, this one

building responds to the sunlight like none of the others.

The golden light permeates it: it seems to glow. The building

is in a direct line with Belloq’s -- all of the Frenchman’s

other calculations were right -- but it is a foot and a half

beyond it.

91 EXT. IN THE CAMP - DAY 91

Sallah, sweating profusely, has finished serving the line of

Breakfasting Germans and now heads back to replace the kettle

and get away.

HUNGRY GERMAN:

Water. Bring us water.

92 INT. MAP ROOM 92

Indy is on his knees at the miniature city, a special tape

measure in his hand. Indy has the tape strung from Belloq’s

mistaken spot to his own correct spot. He gets his reading,

leaps up and crosses to the erect staff. He pulls the

headpiece off the staff and hides it in his robes. He quickly

breaks the wooden staff in two and throws the pieces behind a

pile of debris. Then he moves quickly to beneath the

skylight.

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INDY:

(stage whisper)

Sallah.

(he waits, then louder)

Sallah!

More waiting. Nothing. Indy looks around for some alternative

means of escape. The room doesn’t offer any. He looks up at

the skylight again.

INDY:

(loudest)

Sallah!

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A long pause. Then something comes down. A makeshift rope.

Really just a bunch of clothing tied together -- tunics,

robes, pants. But what we see first and most prominently, the

first section of Indy’s escape rope, is a bright Nazi flag.

Indy beams and climbs.

93 EXT. ABOVE THE MAP ROOM - DAY 93

Indy sticks his head out the skylight, sees it clear and

flops his body out. Sallah, crouching behind the oil drum,

immediately starts pulling in the makeshift rope. Sallah

stuffs the rope in the oil drum and the two men begin walking

toward some tents.

HUNGRY GERMAN (O.S.)

Hey, you! More water over here!

Sallah glances at Indy, then hurries back in that direction.

The Hungry German focuses on Indy.

HUNGRY GERMAN:

Why aren’t you at the digs? Come

here!

Indy bows in wild subservience and hurries off in the

opposite direction.

HUNGRY GERMAN:

(yelling after him,

irriated)

No, dummkopf, I said come!

94 EXT. BETWEEN TWO TENTS - DAY 94

Indy hustles between the tents. Up ahead, two German Officers

stop to talk, blocking his exit. He moves along the side of

one of the tents until he finds an opening and slips inside.

95 INT. THE TENT 95

Indy finds himself in a tent set up for rather comfortable

living. He has just started to cross it when he hears a loud,

excited grunting. He turns toward the sound. In the corner,

tied to a chair and gagged is Marion. Indy rushes to her,

snatches the gag from her mouth and embraces her. They kiss,

deep and long.

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INDY:

I thought you were dead.

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MARION:

They were throwing me around like a

rag doll.

INDY:

They must have switched baskets.

Thank god for that! Bless those

bastards. Have they hurt you?

MARION:

No. Not since I got here. They just

asked about you -- what you knew.

The Frenchman’s got the hot’s for

me. I’ve been playing that along.

Oh, Indy, get me out of here.

Indy pulls out a knife and then stops suddenly, thinking.

MARION:

What’s wrong?

INDY:

(putting the knife away)

I have to leave you here for a

little while. I know where the Ark

is. If I take you out of here

they’ll start combing the place for

us.

MARION:

(louder)

Cut me loose!

INDY:

Keep your voice down.

MARION:

(screaming)

I said get me out of --

Indy pops the gag back in her mouth. Her eyes widen in fury

and she grunts obscenities at him.

INDY:

Look, you don’t know how glad I am

to see you. And I don’t like doing

this. But the whole thing will be

shot if you don’t just sit here

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