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The lovely Mercedes limousine blows up.
40 EXT. HOK’S PALACE - SECOND FLOOR WALKWAY - DAY 40
The Germans spin toward the blast. Drawing weapons, they run
back to investigate. Hok follows them, confused.
41 INT. HOK’S MUSEUM 41
Indy and the Samurai face each other. They’re both breathing
hard from previous, no-contact passes at each other. Now Indy
begins swinging the whip over his head again. It whizzes out
toward the Samurai’s face. The Samurai take two lightning-
quick cuts at the leather, but misses.
24.
Indy swings for the Samurai’s feet; the Samurai jumps nimbly,
slashing at the whip. Indy does it gain. The Samurai hops it.
Once more. The Samurai is concentrating on hopping it.
Indy sees it. The split second he wants. The whip flashes up
from the floor and wraps solidly and irrevocably around the
Samurai’s neck. Indy gives it a murderous pull and the
Samurai is dead on his feet.
42 EXT. HOK’S PALACE - SECOND FLOOR WALKWAY - DAY 42
Hok and the three Germans are looking down at the flaming
remains of the Mercedes. A look of concern crosses Hok’s
face. He turns and runs back toward his beloved museum.
43 INT. HOK’S MUSEUM 43
Indy is at the case containing the headpiece. He smashes the
glass with a samurai sword, reaches in and grabs the piece.
Immediately, behind him, the huge hammer falls and the sound
of the gong thunders through the museum.
44 EXT. HOK’S PALACE - SECOND FLOOR WALKWAY - DAY 44
At the sound of the gong, the running Hok skids to a halt
with a crazed expression on his face. He disappears for two
seconds in an alcove and emerges holding a big, black
Thompson Submachine Gun. He runs across the foot bridge and
is just barely over it when it blows up. Hok, safe, looks
behind him in amazement and then turns to the museum.
.
45 INT. HOK’S MUSEUM 45
The double doors at the entrance slam open to reveal Hok.
Indy is halfway along an unprotected wall back to his
ventilation entry route. Hok opens up on him, cutting off his
retreat. Indy jumps behind a marble column, which is promptly
blasted with machine gun fire.
Indy looks above him, sees the giant disk of the gong.
Reaching up, pushing with tremendous effort, he maneuvers it
off the hook. It bounces to the floor on its side, chipping
the marble with its monstrous weight. Indy steadies it and
then puts his whole body into rolling it across the room
toward the window. As it starts to roll, Indy slips behind it
and runs across the room with it.
25.
Hok can see the rolling gong. He opens up on it. The vicious
cacophony of machine gun fire is joined by the musical
reports of bullets hitting the gong and ricocheting away.
Very, very noisy.
Behind the gong, Indy gauges his move. As the gong is about
to be stopped by a marble bench, Indy takes a long stride
onto a bench and dives through the glass of the high window.
Hok’s bullets hit the wall.
Indy lands in a shower of glass on the jutting roof of the
museum’s first floor. He rolls to a crouch and is immediately
being fired upon. The Germans, cut off from the museum, are
standing on the palace walkway firing at him. Indy takes off
fast for the rear of the museum.
47 EXT. ALLEY BEHIND HOK’S MUSEUM - DAY 47
Kehoe, craning to locate Indy, has the Ford rolling slowly
along the back of the museum. Bang scouts from the back seat.
Indy appears on the roof at a run, gauges the movement of the
car and jumps from the roof of the museum to the roof of the
sedan. Unfortunately, the roof of the old car can’t take it
and Indy’s legs knife right on through to the interior, where
he scares the hell out of Kehoe.
.
Indy squirms his way down into the front seat.
KEHOE:
Jesus! Are you all right?
INDY:
(he’s felt better)
Great. Got it.
Kehoe guns it, throwing Indy back against the cushions.
KEHOE:
What now?
INDY:
I’ve got to get to Nepal.
26.
49 OMIT 49
WIPE TO:
50 EXT. DC-3 IN THE AIR - DUSK 50
The plane flies west into the sunset.
51 INT. DC-3 - NIGHT 51
Under a meager seat light, Indy is pouring over a journal
article by Abner Ravenwood and a related map of Nepal.
A few rows back, across the aisle, a trenchcoated European
Spy eyes Indy.
WIPE TO:
52 INT. “THE RAVEN” SALOON - PATAN, NEPAL - NIGHT 52
A huge stuffed raven, wings spread wide, is mounted behind
the long bar in the noisy, crowded saloon. A lively mix of
patrons is represented in the late hour tableau: Nepalese
natives, fierce Sherpa mountain guides, sleazy international
smugglers and fugitives, and, of course, mountain climbers
from every corner of the earth. A tall Nepalese, MAHDLO, is
the bartender.
In a corner near the fireplace trouble breaks out suddenly
between the groups at two neighboring tables. Ferocious
representatives from each table - one a wild-looking SHERPA,
the other a muscular Australian CLIMBER - jump up to face
each other. As the two contenders stand posed for action,
their representative supporters shift in their places,
fondling lethal ice axes and clubs.
SHERPA:
Gmoiska! Shurga rintoik!
CLIMBER:
Aye! That’ll be your last word.
The bar has quieted ominously and so we hear with startling
clarity when - a door behind the bar slams open with a huge
BANG! and some Presence, too small to be seen as it moves
through the forest of towering patrons, makes a beeline for
the troubled corner of the bar. A path clears for it.
.
27.
The Sherpa and the Climber are about to kill each other when
the Presence arrives directly between them: she is MARION
RAVENWOOD, twenty-five years old, beautiful, if a bit hard-
looking. At this moment, however, that look does not hurt.
She is not intimidated by the combatants; she jabs accusatory
fingers into their chests. She is angry as hell. The patrons
shrink under her gaze.
MARION:
That does it! I’ve been patient
with you no-goods long enough. I’m
not open at 2 o’clock for myself,
you know. It’s all for you. And how
do you repay me:
Trouble and noiseand blood on my floor! I won’t have
it. Everybody out! Out! Out! We’re
closed. Closed! Do your killing
outside! And don’t leave any bodies
on the porch!
The place clears quickly. Stragglers and grumblers are given
special attention by Marion and Mahdlo, who has come from
behind the bar carrying a big axe handle. Mahdlo herds the
crowd out the front door as Marion turns and walks behind the
bar.
A scowl on her lovely face, she has just begun clearing the
bar of glasses when she notices one remaining Patron huddled
over a glass at the far end of the bar. Grimacing in
exasperation, she heads that way like a locomotive.
MARION:
Hey you, deaf one! I said out of
place. I don’t meant next Easter, I
mean now-
She is almost on him when Indy looks up smiling. Marion
stops, stares, shocked.
INDY:
Hello, Marion.
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