Raiders of the Lost Ark Page #9

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The Mongolian, seeing this, stands up confidently. Marion

rises behind him and bashes him over the head with the axe

handle. He goes down and out.

Fire has completely engulfed the curtains and is working

across the ceiling on decorative yak skin bunting. A burning

fragment drops to the top of the bar, which immediately

lights up, fueled by the spilled alcohol. Full whiskey

bottles explode like Molotov cocktails.

Rolling on the floor, Indy and the Giant Sherpa are fighting

for control of Indy’s .45. Belzig sees this and shout to the

Second Nazi, who is rising from cover with the submachine gun

in hand.

BELZIG:

Shoot them both!

SECOND NAZI:

He’s our man!

BELZIG:

Do as I say!

Both the Giant Sherpa and Indy hear this. The Giant Sherpa

exchanges an alarmed look with Indy and together they swing

the .45 around toward the surprised Second Nazi. Two blasts

blow him away.

That done, Indy brings a brass spittoon down on the Giant

Sherpa’s wrist and the .45 slides away. Indy jumps up and

kicks the Giant Sherpa, who barely seems to feel it. He grabs

Indy and flips him effortlessly onto a table.

Belzig now has a clear shot at Indy. He raises his Lugar.

Marion, at the end of the bar, finally gets the hand of the

Mongolian’s submachine gun. It roars to life in the general

direction of the ceiling.

Belzig runs for cover as Marion gets control of the gun and

levels it. Belzig dives around the end of the bar opposite

Marion. When he has set himself, he peeks up over the edge of

the scorched bar. The alcohol fire has moved down the bar and

now, much to Belzig’s surprise, he finds himself staring at

the fire-blackened sun-shaped medallion! His eyes widen. He

cannot believe his good fortune. Without hesitation he picks

up the metal medallion, palming it.

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Immediately there is a sickening searing sound and Belzig’s

expression changes from joy to agony. He screams in pain and

tries to shake the red-hot medallion from his skin. Marion

opens up and the bar starts to splinter in front of Belzig.

The medallion comes free of Belzig’s hand and rolls across

the floor.

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Belzig has had enough. In excruciating pain, he turns, sees a

window, runs and dives through the glass.

An exhausted Indy uses his whole body to upend the Giant

Sherpa, who lands hard on his back. They are surrounded by

flames.

55 EXT. “THE RAVEN” - SNOW BANK - NIGHT 55

Belzig has his burned hand stuck deep in the snow. Now he

withdraws it, steaming, and scurries off into the night like

a wounded animal.

56 INT. “THE RAVEN” - NIGHT 56

Marion throws down the empty submachine gun and moves through

the flames to the center of the bar where she left the box

with the five grand. She finds the remains of the box and its

contents:
a shapeless pile of ash and charred wood.

MARION:

Unbelievable!

At the end of the bar, the Mongolian has come back to life.

He shakes out his head, then reaches inside his coat and

pulls out a Mauser pistol.

Indy smashes a chair over the head of the Giant Sherpa and

the huge creature goes down.

The Mongolian points his Mauser through the smoke and flame

at Indy. Suddenly, the Mongolian is shot dead.

Marion stands beneath her stuffed raven with the Baretta.

Indy moves quickly through the flames, his eyes scanning the

floor. He picks up his bullwhip and his crumpled felt hat. He

peers through the smoke till he spots Marion moving among the

burning furniture.

INDY:

Let’s get out of here!

MARION:

Not without that piece you want!

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INDY:

It’s here?

Marion nods, kicks aside a burning chair. Another burning

beam falls from the roof. Indy pulls Marion close to him

protectively.

INDY:

Forget it! I want you out of here.

Now!

He beings dragging her out.

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MARION:

(pointing)

There!

She breaks away from him, darts back and picks the hot

medallion up in the loose cloth of her blouse.

INDY:

Let’s go!

MARION:

(looking around)

You burned down my place!

INDY:

(figuratively)

I owe you plenty!

MARION:

(literally)

You owe me plenty!

INDY:

(smiles)

You’re something.

MARION:

I am something. And I’ll tell you

exactly what-

She holds up the medallion possessively.

MARION:

I’m your partner!

57 EXT. CAIRO - VARIOUS SHOTS - DAY 57

First we see the sprawl, the soaring minarets, the ancient

skyline.

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Then we’re closer, in the narrow, exotic streets, teeming

with life:
fierce-looking men in tattered galabiyas, black-

gowned women with veiled face, ragged, barefoot children.

58 OMIT 58

59 INT. DINING ROOM - SALLAH’S HOUSE (OLD CAIRO) 59

Indy and Marion have been welcomed like family into the

crowded home of SALLAH, his wife FAYAH, and their NINE

CHILDREN (ages 4 - 18). Fayah, a huge, imposing woman,

appears, at first glance, to be the power in the house.

Sallah, a small, cheerful, energetic fellow in his forties

defers to his wife in all matters of little importance.

Suddenly the general liveliness at the children’s table

esculates into pandemonium, attracting the attention of the

adults.

FAYAH:

Silence!

(there is silence)

Why do you forget yourselves?

The gaggle of grinning off-spring parts to reveal in their

midst- a MONKEY. It is munching some flat Arab bread.

FAYAH:

What is this? Who brought this

animal in?

All the children chatter their innocence at once. The Monkey

chatters too; it’s an entertainer. The Monkey jumps from the

children’s table to the adults’ and struts slowly up to

Marion, who thinks it’s the cutest thing she ever saw. When

it reaches her, it takes off its turban and does a deep,

grand bow to her. She is delighted and takes the Monkey into

her arms. The Monkey kisses her cheek. The children laugh.

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MARION:

Why, thank you. I like you too.

FAYAH:

Then it shall be welcome in our

house.

MARION:

Oh, no! You don’t have to have it

around if you don’t want it

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SALLAH:

(cheerfully)

All of Allah’s creatures are

welcome here. You please us by

letting us please you.

60 OMIT 60

61 EXT. COURTYARD - SALLAH’S HOUSE - NIGHT 61

Indy and Sallah sit in the small, protected courtyard. Sallah

holds the two sections of the headpiece, the medallion and

the base, and has for the first time fitted them together.

They fit perfectly and complete the headpiece. He peruses the

markings on the headpiece quizzically. Indy is cleaning and

loading a .45 automatic.

INDY:

I knew the Germans would hire you,

Sallah. They couldn’t have an

excavation in the desert without

the best digger in Egypt.

SALLAH:

All Arabs look alike to them, Indy.

INDY:

Tell me about the map room at

Tanis.

SALLAH:

We found it three days ago. I broke

through myself.

INDY:

Those Nazis are moving awfully

fast.

SALLAH:

The Frenchman is helping them.

Indy reacts.

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