Raiders of the Lost Ark Page #15
103 INT. MARION’S TENT 103
Belloq has been talking to the still-bound Marion. He has
removed her gag. He is impatient, angry, uncomfortable.
Caught between two forces.
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BELLOQ:
Believe me, you made a mistake. If
you would just give me something to
placate them. Some bit of
information.
MARION:
I swear to you, I know nothing
more. I have no loyalty to Jones.
He’s brought me only trouble.
BELLOQ:
Marion’s frightened look shifts suddenly to the entrance of
the tent. There are a few new arrivals there -- Shliemann,
Govler and Belzig. Belzig carries a black leather case. He
steps forward and smiles at Marion.
BELZIG:
We meet again, Fraulein.
104 EXT. INDY’S DIG - JUST BEFORE DAWN 104
The sky is just beginning to lighten over the dunes to the
east, making dangerously obvious the thin column of smoke
rising from the entrance to the Well. Omar and his men are
peering through the smoke down into the Well.
105 INT. THE WELL OF THE SOULS 105
Indy and Sallah are on the altar. Pushing together with all
their strength, the heavy stone top of the protective chest
begins to slide away. Indy and Sallah exchange slightly wary
but very excited looks, then continue to push. As the Ark
begins to be exposed, the air seems to almost vibrate, to
become electrostatically charged. We hear what sounds like a
low HUM. The sea of snakes around the altar draws back
further from this presence.
.
As the top of the stone chest is pushed completely off and
slams down beside it, we see THE LOST ARK OF THE COVENANT. It
is awesomely beautiful, breathtaking. 4 feet long, 2.5 feet
wide and 2.5 feet high. It’s height, however, is increased by
the two sculptured gold angels mounted facing each other on
the top. Though the body of the Ark is acacia wood, it has
been overlaid with gold. An elaborate gold crown surrounds
the top edge and gold carrying rings are attached to each
corner.
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Sallah is mesmerized by the sight. His hand starts to reach
out and touch one of the angels, but Indy grabs it.
INDY:
Don’t touch it! Never touch it!
The wooden crate stands open next to the stone chest. Now
Indy extracts the wooden poles from its rings and begins
fitting them through the rings in the Ark. This takes some
maneuvering by the two men, but soon they are able to lift
the Ark clear of the stone chest and into the wooden crate.
They extract the poles, fasten the top of the crate and stick
the poles through the rings of the wooden crate. They start
back toward the space under the hole.
(MORE)
The fire strips have begun to dwindle, as have some of the
torches. The snakes move slowly in toward the clear spaces.
Indy and Sallah eye them nervously as they hurry along with
their heavy load. Under the hole, they hurriedly attach ropes
to the wooden crate and it is pulled up. Indy’s concentration
is on the tide of snakes.
INDY:
Hurry up! Why did it have to be
snakes?
Sallah takes the next rope and climbs quickly out of the
Well. Indy has picked up a torch and now throws it at a pool
of snakes who are too close for his comfort. He turns and
takes hold of the exit rope. He gives it a first tug and it
falls down into the Well, landing partly beyond the ring of
fire where it instantly disappears in a tangle of angry,
hissing asps. Indy looks up at the hole.
.
INDY:
What the -
Smiling down at him from the perimeter of the entry are
Belloq, Shliemann and Gobler.
BELLOQ:
Why, Dr. Jones, whatever are you
doing in such a nasty place?
Belloq and the Germans laugh.
INDY:
Why don’t you fellows come down
here? I’ll show you.
BELLOQ:
No thank you, my friend.
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BELLOQ(cont'd)
I think we are all very comfortable
up here.
106 EXT. INDY’S DIG - DAWN 106
Sunlight is flooding this tableau: Sallah, Omar and his men
are being held at bay by ten armed Nazis. The wooden crate
sits safely nearby. Belzig and another Nazi have the gagged
Marion held in their rough grasp.
BELLOQ:
(down to Indy)
After all these years, it is most
considerate of you to aid me in
this way.
As Belloq speaks, Shliemann exchanges a look with Belzig.
Belzig smiles and takes the gag from Marion’s mouth.
107 INT. WELL OF THE SOULS 107
Shliemann smiles down at Indy.
SHLIEMANN:
I’m afraid we must be going now,
Dr. Jones. Our prize is awaited in
Berlin. But I do not wish to leave
you down in that awful place...
(he gives a sign)
... all alone.
Belzig and the Nazi move Marion to the hole and, to Belloq’s
surprise, push her in. Marion falls thirty feet screaming.
Indy drops the torch, braces, and catches her! Her weight
knocks him to the ground, almost into the snakes. She looks
around at the snakes, clinging to him more desperately as he
struggles to his feet trying to unload her.
MARION:
Don’t put me down!
Up at the hole, there’s plenty of dissension.
BELLOQ:
The girl was mine!
SHLIEMANN:
She is of no use to us. Only our
mission for the Fuhrer matters.
Shliemann glances meaningfully around at the other Nazis.
.
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SHLIEMANN:
I wonder sometimes, Monsieur, if
you have that clearly in mind.
Belloq feels how much he is the outsider, his own
vulnerability. He backs down with the wisdom of survival. He
turns to look down at Indy and Marion. His manner is gallant.
BELLOQ:
Goodbye, mademoiselle.
(a pause, then with
respect)
Indiana Jones... adieu!
Belloq and the others step back from the hole and unseen
Nazis slam the heavy stone door into place. Marion screams.
Her scream is accompanied by -
A huge WHOOSH! as air is sucked out and the chamber is
sealed. Half of the torches still burning go out with the
sound. The remaining torches continue to extinguish at
punctuating intervals throughout the following action and the
snakes immediately flood into the newly-darkened spaces. Indy
puts Marion down and snatches up two burning torches. He
hands one to Marion.
INDY:
Don’t panic. There’s plenty of time
for that later. Wave that at
anything that slithers.
Indy holds his torch out like a lantern and begins a slow
360o turn, his eyes peering into the gloom, examining every
inch of the wall and ceiling.
MARION:
What are you doing?
INDY:
Just watch the floor.
Reminded of the encroaching snakes, Marion waves her torch at
the nearest edge of their circle. She looks faint. Indy
continues his slow turn.
MARION:
Whatever you’re doing, do it
faster.
INDY:
(he spots something)
There!
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His head whips around, looking at the pillars around the
room. He sees what he wants. He grabs one of the oil
canisters, looks back to the spot on the wall he’s chosen and
splashes oil on the floor in that direction, then lights it.
A path opens toward that wall.
.
INDY:
Come on!
Marion is frozen in her spot. Indy drags her after him. He
splashes oil the rest of the way to the wall. It lights and
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