indianajonesandtheraidersofthelostark.json

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                "subj": "FADE IN"
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            "text": "The dense, lush rain forests of the eastern slopes of the  Andes, the place known as \"The Eyebrow of the Jungle\". Ragged,  jutting canyon walls are half-hidden by the thick mists. The MAIN TITLE is followed by this:"
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                "speaker/title": "PERU"
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            "text": "1936"
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            "text": "A narrow trail across the green face of the canyon. A group  of men make their way along it. At the head of the party is  an American, INDIANA JONES. He wears a short leather jacket,  a flapped holster, and a brimmed felt hat with a weird feather  stuck in the band. Behind him come two Spanish Peruvians,  SATIPO and BARRANCA. Bringing up the rear are five Yagua  INDIANS. They act as porters and are wrangling the two heavily- packed llamas. The Indians become increasingly nervous. They  speak to each other in bursts of Quechua. The American, who  is known to his friends as Indy, glances back at them."
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                "speaker/title": "BARRANCA"
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            "text": "(irritated) They're talking about the Curse again!"
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            "text": "He turns and yells at the Indians in Quechua, his anger giving  an indication of his own fears. The party reaches a break in  the canyon wall and takes the trail through it. When they emerge, their destination is revealed to them in  the distance. Beyond a thick stand of trees is the vegetation- enshrouded TEMPLE OF THE CHACHAPOYAN WARRIORS. The entire party is struck by the sight. The Indians,  terrified now, chatter away. Suddenly the three at the back  turn and run, dropping their packs as they go. Barranca yells  at the fleeing Indians and pulls his pistol out. He starts  to raise his arm to aim but Indy restrains it in a muscular  grip."
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "No."
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            "text": "Barranca looks evilly at Indy's hand upon him. Indy releases  him and smiles in a friendly way."
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        {
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "We don't need them."
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            "text": "Satipo watches this confrontation with some concern."
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                "speaker/title": "BARRANCA"
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            "text": "I do not carry supplies."
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "We'll leave them. Once we've got it,  we'll be able to reach the plane by  dusk."
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            "text": "He turns back to the trail. Satipo gets the two remaining  Indians moving behind Indy. Satipo and Barranca then have a  fast, silent communication: Barranca indicates his desire to  slit Indy's throat; Satipo gives him a look that says \"Be  patient, you idiot\"."
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                "subj": "THE APPROACH TO THE TEMPLE"
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            "text": "The party fans out to fight their way through the entwined  trees that guard the temple. Visibility is cut to five feet  in the heavy mist. Satipo extracts a short, native dart from  a tree and examines the point gingerly"
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                "speaker/title": "SATIPO"
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            "text": "(showing Indy) The Hovitos are near. The poison is  still fresh... three days. They're  following us, I tell you."
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            "text": "If they knew we were here, they would  have killed us already."
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            "text": "The two Indiana jabber in Quechua, near hysteria. Barranca  is sweating profusely, eyes darting. He yells at the Indians  in Quechua to \"shut up\". In the undergrowth, there is slithering movement. Indian #1 draws aside a branch and is faced with a horrific  stone sculpture of a Chachapoyan demon. The Indian is so  frightened no sound comes out when he screams. He turns and  runs silently away. Indian #2 calls to his friend. Getting no response, he steps  in that direction. A huge macaw, flushed from the undergrowth,  screams and flies away. Indian #2 does exactly the same thing,  never to be seen again. Indy, Satipo and Barranca, just clearing the trees, look  back in that direction. They all turn to face the Temple. It is dark and awesome. Vegetation curls from every crevice,  over each elaborate frieze. The entrance - round, open and  black - has been designed to look like open jaws."
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "So this is where Forrestal cashed  in."
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                "speaker/title": "SATIPO"
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            "text": "A friend of yours?"
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        {
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Competitor. He was good, very good."
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                "speaker/title": "BARRANCA"
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            "text": "(nervous) No one has ever come out of there  alive. Why should we put our faith  in you?"
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            "text": "Indy takes the weird feather from the band of his hat. From  around its point, he slips a tightly rolled piece of  parchment. Barranca and Satipo exchange a quick \"So that's  where is was!\" look. They all kneel as Indy spreads out the  parchment. On it is one-half of a crude floorplan of the  Temple."
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "No one ever had what we have...  partners."
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            "text": "Indy fixes them with an expectant stare. Satipo produces a  similar, but folded, piece of parchment. He lays it - the  other half of the floorplan - next to Indy's. They all regard  it for a moment, then Indy stands and walks toward the Temple.  Barranca's eyes are shining as they dart between the floorplan  and Satipo."
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            "text": "(back turned) Assuming that pillar there marks the  corner and..."
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            "text": "Barranca is suddenly on his feet, quietly drawing his pistol.  He raises it toward Indy as Satipo realizes with alarm what  he's doing. Too late. Indy's head turns and he sees Barranca. Indy's next move is amazing, graceful and fast, yet totally  unhurried. His right hand slides up under the back of his  leather jacket and emerges grasping the handle of a neatly  curled bullwhip. With the same fluid move that brings Indy's  body around to face the Peruvian, the whip uncoils to its  full ten foot length and flashes out. The fall of the whip (the unplaited strip at the end of the  lash) wraps itself around Barranca's hand and pistol. He  could not drop the gun now if he tried. Indy gives the whip a short pull and Barranca's arm in jerked  down, where it involuntarily discharges the gun into the  dirt. Barranca is amazed, but feels some slack in the whip  and immediately raises the gun toward Indy again, cocking it  with his free hand. Indy's face goes hard. And sad. Indy sweeps his arm in a wide arc. Barranca spins around,  enclosed in the whip, his gun hand stuck tight against his  body. Indy gives one more short jerk on the whip handle and  Barranca's gun fires. Barranca falls dead. Indy looks quickly at Satipo, who is shocked and frightened.  He raises his arms in supplication."
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            "text": "I knew nothing! He was crazy! Please!"
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            "text": "Indy looks him over, then nods. He frees the whip from  Barranca's body and picks up the man. His eyes sweep the  surrounding woods."
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Let's go."
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            "text": "Indy and Satipo, carrying a torch, walk up the slightly  inclined, tubular passage from the main entrance. The interior  is wet and dark, hanging with plant life and stalactites.  Their echoing footsteps intermittently overpower the sounds  of loud dripping, whistling air drafts and scampering claws."
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                "subj": "HALL OF SHADOWS"
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            "text": "Indy leads the way down a twisting hallway, Satipo's torch  barely lighting his way from behind. Indy disappears in a  shadow and when he reappears a moment later a huge black  tarantula is crawling up the back of his jacket. Indy doesn't  notice and disappears into another shadow, emerging with two  more tarantulas on his back. Satipo sees them and makes a frightened grunting sound. Indy  looks at him, sees what he's pointing at and casually brushes  all three spiders off with his rolled whip, as he would a  fly. Satipo pirouettes for an inspection and Indy flicks one  off the Peruvian's back. Indy begins picking up little pocket-sized artifacts from  the niches and ledges of the Temple. He continues to do this  as the men penetrate the Temple. His collecting is quick and  expert, evaluating the pieces in an instant, discarding some,  stuffing others into his clothes, and never stopping his  forward progress."
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                "subj": "CHAMBER OF LIGHT"
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            "text": "The men reach an arch in the hall. The small chamber ahead,  which interrupts the hall, is brightly lit by a shaft of  sunlight from high above. Indy stops, looks it over."
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            "text": "What's wrong? Are you lost?"
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            "text": "Indy picks up a stick and throws it through the shaft of  light. Giant spikes spring together from the sides of the  chamber with a ferocious CLANG! And impaled on the spikes  are the remains of a white man, half-fleshed, half skeleton,  in explorer-type grab. Indy reaches out and takes hold of  the man's carcass. As the spikes slowly retract, Indy pulls  it free and seats the remains gently on the floor."
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            "text": "Forrestal."
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            "text": "(gulps) We can go no further."
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            "text": "Now, Satipo, we don't want to be  discouraged by every little thing."
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            "text": "Indy steps sideways into the chamber. His back pressed against  the very points of the retracted spikes, he moves along the  edge of the light beam, and steps clear on the other side.  Satipo grimaces and begins sweating his way through."
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                "subj": "STAIRWAY"
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            "text": "Indy and Satipo come down stone stairs to a tight landing.  Framing the entry are a carefully strung network of dead  vines, each somehow hooked into the wall, narrowing the  opening even more."
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            "text": "(taking torch) Let me see that."
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            "text": "He lowers the torch to the floor of the landing. The landing  is carpeted with human skeletons, one on top of another, all  squashed flat as cardboard. Satipo gasps. Indy looks up at  the ceiling of the landing, then steps onto skeletons, which  make a cracking noise under his feet."
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            "text": "Try not to touch the vines."
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                "subj": "FOYER OF THE SANCTUARY"
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            "text": "The men are in a high, straight hallway 50 feet long. The door at the end is flooded with sunlight."
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            "text": "Senor, I think we are very close."
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            "text": "Indy stands still looking at the hall."
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            "text": "(impatient) Let us hurry. There is nothing to  fear here."
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            "text": "That's what scares me."
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            "text": "They begin walking down the hall side by side. Satipo has  inched a little ahead. Suddenly his lead foot comes down and  through the floor! As Satipo begins to pitch forward, Indy  grabs him by the belt and pulls him back. They both look  down at the \"floor\". Indy swings his whip across the floor. Fifteen feet of it  cuts open beneath the lash, falling away to reveal black pit  as wide as the hall. The illusory floor was made of dust- covered cobwebs. Satipo picks up a stone and drops it down  the pit. No sound. The two men exchange glances. Indy looks  up at the high roof of the hall. He swings the whip up around  a support beam, tests its strength with a pull and swings  over the pit on the whip. From the other side he swings the  whip back to Satipo, who throws Indy the torch. Satipo swings  across. When they are both standing on solid floor there is  a moment of quiet in which they hear, from far, far below -  SPLASH! Indy wedges the whip handle into the wall and leaves  it strung to the beam for quick retreat."
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                "subj": "THE SANCTUARY"
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            "text": "A large, domed room. Ten evenly-spaced skylights send their  shafts of sunlight down to a unique tiled floor: white and  black tiles laid out in a lovely, intricate pattern. Indy  and Satipo stand at the door and look across the wide room  at the altar. There, in the supreme hallowed spot, is a tiny  jeweled figurine, Indy's real objective. Two torches, many years old, are in holders by the door.  Indy takes one down and lights it. He gives the regular torch  to Satipo."
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            "text": "There's plenty of light, amigo."
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            "text": "Indy kneels and uses the unlit end of the torch to reach out  and tap a white tile. It is solid. He taps a black tile.  There is a whizzing sound and a tiny dark sticks in the torch.  Satipo points to the wall nearby: there is a recessed hole  there."
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            "text": "From that hole!"
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            "text": "Indy nods, stands and looks around the sanctuary. The entire  room is honey-comed with the same kind of hole. Satipo sees  it too and is properly impressed."
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "You wait here."
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                "speaker/title": "SATIPO"
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            "text": "If you insist, senor."
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            "text": "Torch in hand, Indy begins his careful walk across the  sanctuary. Stepping only on the white tiles, he almost appears  to be doing a martial arts kata. Before each big move he  waves the torch in front of him head to toe, looking at the  flame. Halfway out, he sees something on the floor and kneels  to look at it. A dead bird lies on one of the white tiles. Its body is  riddled with little deadly darts. This has great significance  to Indy and he stands with even greater caution. He waves  the torch ahead of him and at waist height an air current  whips at the flame. Indy ducks under it and leaves a burn  mark on the white tile beneath it. Satipo watches, wide-eyed and mystified. Indy reaches the altar. The tiny idol looks both fierce and  beautiful. It rests on a pedestal of polished stone. Indy  looks the whole set-up over very carefully. From his jacket  he takes a small, canvas drawstring bad. He begins filling  it with dirt from around the case of the altar. When he has  created a weight that he thinks approximates the weight of  the idol, he bounces it a couple times in his palm  concentrating. It's clear he wants to replace the idol with  the bag as smoothly as possible. His hand seems ready to do  that once, when he stops, takes a breath and loosens his  shoulder muscles. Now he sets himself again. And makes the  switch! The idol is now in his hand, the bag on the pedestal.  For a long moment it sits there, then the polished stone  beneath the bag drops five inches. This sets off an AURAL  CHAIN REACTION of steadily increasing volume as some huge  mysterious mechanism rumbles into action deep in the temple. Indy spins and starts his kata back across the sanctuary at  four times the speed. Satipo's eyes widen in terror. He turns and runs."
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                "subj": "THE RETREAT"
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            "text": "The sanctuary has begun to rumble and shake in response to  the mysterious mechanism. Just as Indy goes out the door, a  rock shakes loose from the wall and rolls onto the tiles  floor. Immediately, a noisy torrent of poison darts fills  the room."
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                "subj": "IN THE FOYER"
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            "text": "Satipo swings across the pit. He makes it just as the whip  comes undone from the beam, leaving Indy without an escape.  Satipo, extremely nervous, regards the whip a moment then  turns back to face Indy, who has run up to the far side of  the pit."
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            "text": "No time to argue. Throw me the idol,  I throw you the whip."
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            "text": "Indy hesitates, eyeing the rumbling walls."
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            "text": "You have no choice! Hurry!"
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            "text": "Indy concurs with that assessment. He tosses the idol across  the pit to Satipo. Satipo stuffs it in the front pocket of  his jacket, gives Indy a look, then drops the whip on the  floor and runs."
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                "speaker/title": "SATIPO"
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            "text": "Adios, amigo!"
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            "text": "Indy grimaces. He had a feeling this might happen. He looks  around."
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                "subj": "AT THE VINED LANDING"
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            "text": "Satipo flies through like a chubby ballet dancer and takes  the steps five at a time."
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                "subj": "IN THE FOYER"
            }, 
            "text": "Indy runs in full stride to the edge of the pit and broad  jumps into space. He doesn't make it. His body hits the far  side of the pit and he begins to slide out of view. Only  wild clawing with his fingers at the edge of the pit stops  his descent. With just the tips of his fingers over the edge,  he begins pulling himself up."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "AT THE CHAMBER OF LIGHT"
            }, 
            "text": "Satipo has slowed down. He begins to edge carefully around  the light shaft."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "AT THE VINED LANDING"
            }, 
            "text": "Indy sails through sideways and rolls to a stop at the bottom  of the steps. His whip is grasped in his hand. As he raises  himself, he hears, from above the giant spikes of the Chamber  of Light CLANG! and an abrupt, sickening rendition of SATIPO'S  LAST SCREAM. Indy runs up the steps. The rumbling sound grows  louder."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "AT THE CHAMBER OF LIGHT"
            }, 
            "text": "Indy slides to a stop. The spikes have retracted, taking  Satipo's body to one side. Indy edges into the chamber with  his back to the shaft of light. Soon he is face to face with  the dead Satipo; spikes protrude from several vital spots in  the Peruvian's body. Indy removes the idol from Satipo's  pocket and moves quickly out the other side."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Adios."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "THE INCLINED PASSAGE"
            }, 
            "text": "Indy shoots out of a cut-off hallway and turns toward the  exit. The rumbling is very loud and now we see why: right  behind Indy a huge boulder comes roaring around a corner of  the passage, perfectly form-fitted to the passageway. It  obliterates everything before it, sending the stalactites  shooting ahead like missiles. Indy dashes for the light of  the exit. His hat flies off his head. Almost immediately it  is crushed by the boulder. Indy dives out the end of the  passage as the boulder slams to a perfect fit at the entrance,  sealing the Temple."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "FRONT OF THE TEMPLE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy lies on the ground, gasping for air. A shadow falls  across him and he looks up."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": [
                    [
                        "shot", 
                        "pov"
                    ], 
                    "WHAT HE SEES"
                ], 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Looming above him are three figures. Two are HOVITOS WARRIORS  in full battle paint and loin cloths. They carry long blow  guns. But the man in the center draws Indy's attention. He  is a tall, impressive white man, dressed in full safari outfit  including pith helmet. His name is EMILE BELLOQ. His face is  thin, powerful; his eyes hypnotic; his smile charming, yet  lethal. His heavily French-accented speech is deep,  mellifluous, wonderful. Back beyond Belloq and his two  escorts, thirty more Hovitos Warriors hover at the edge of  the trees."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Dr. Jones, you choose the wrong  friends. This time it will cost you."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq extends his hand. Indy looks at it, then produces the  idol and hands it to Belloq. Belloq extends his other hand,  smiling. Indy hands over his gun. Belloq sticks it in his  jacket."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "And you thought I'd given up."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(eyeing the Hovitos) Too bad they don't know you like I  do, Belloq."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "(smiles) Yes, too bad. You could warn them...  if only you spoke Hovitos."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "With that, Belloq turns dramatically and holds the idol high  for all the Hovitos to see and says something in Hovitos.  There is a murmur of recognition and all the Indians,  including Belloq's escorts, prostrate themselves upon the  ground, heads down. Indy is immediately up and running toward the edge of the  clearing."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "(in Hovitos) Kill him!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "AT THE EDGE OF THE CLEARING"
            }, 
            "text": "Indy disappears into the foliage. An instant later, the leaves  are peppered with a rain of poison darts and spears."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": [
                    [
                        "misc", 
                        "shot"
                    ], 
                    "VARIOUS SHOTS"
                ], 
                "location": [
                    "THE JUNGLE", 
                    "INDY'S RUN"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy runs like hell through steadily falling terrain. And  always close behind, a swift gang of angry Hovitos.  Occasionally they get close enough to send a dart or spear  whizzing past Indy's head."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DUSK", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE URUBAMBA RIVER"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "An amphibian plane sits in the water beneath a green cliff.  Sitting on the wing is JOCK, the British pilot. Indy breaks  out of some distant brush and runs along the path at the top  of the cliff."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(yelling) Get it going! Get it going!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Jock hops in and fires up the plane's engines. Indy reaches  a spot on the cliff above the place, glances back, them jumps  into the river. He comes up, swims to the plane and grabs a  strut."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "GO!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Jock starts the plane moving across the water as Indy walks  across the wing and falls into the passenger compartment."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DUSK", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "JOCK'S PLANE"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy relaxes and lies across the seat, a big smile on his  face. One hand drops to the floor of the cabin and Indy jumps,  hitting his head. On the floor of the cabin is a huge boa  constrictor. Indy tries to get his whole body onto the seat.  Jock sees what's happening."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "JOCK"
            }, 
            "text": "Don't mind him. That's Reggie.  Wouldn't hurt a soul."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I can't stand snakes."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "JOCK"
            }, 
            "text": "The world's full of them, you know."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I hate them."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "JOCK"
            }, 
            "text": "Come on now, Sport, show a little of  the old backbone."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "JOCK'S PLANE", 
                    "TWILIGHT"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "It soars off over the dark jungle."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "INDY'S OFFICE, SMALL EASTERN COLLEGE"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "It's autumn and the pretty, New England campus out Indy's  window reflects it in dazzling color. A few weeks before the  start of classes. Activity just picking up. Some students  about. Indy is at a bookcase near the window and he looks quite  different in this setting. His outfit is tweedy, slightly  rumpled in the professional style. Part of his attention is  focused in a book and he wears glasses to see the fine print.  The office is cramped, absolutely inundated with books, maps,  etchings and archeological artifacts. In fact, the only neat  spot in the room right now is Indy's desk, which has been  cleared off expressly for the benefit of -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "MARCUS BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "The Curator of the National Museum in Washington, D.C. Brody  is examining the small artifacts Indy pocketed on his way  into the Peruvian Temple. He occasionally uses a jeweler's  eyepiece to get a closer look. But he is distracted, his  concerns elsewhere, and it is this that his old friend Indy  senses from across the room."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "Do you think the idol will ever show  up?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I don't know. Just because Belloq  had it doesn't mean he kept it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy snaps the book closed and puts it on the shelf. He takes  his glasses off and focuses on Brody. At the windowed door  to his office, two pretty Coeds pause for a moment, look in  at their sexy Archeology professor, giggle and disappear."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Getting it away from those Indians  would be a neat trick (a hard look) I hope they got him."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "A young male graduate student, Indy's TEACHING ASSISTANT,  taps on the door and then pushes his way in with an armload  of reference books. Indy helps him find a spot for them."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "TEACHING ASSISTANT"
            }, 
            "text": "I couldn't get the McNabe, Professor.  Someone's got it checked out 'til  next month when classes start."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "That's all right, Phil. Thanks a  lot."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "TEACHING ASSISTANT"
            }, 
            "text": "(eager to please) Will there be anything else?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "No. I'll see you Thursday."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Teaching Assistant leaves. Brody is scowling as he  examines the last of the artifacts."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Hey, if you don't like them, I can  always return them."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "No, they're beautiful. The Museum  will buy them as usual. No questions  asked."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Then what's wrong?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "I brought along some people today."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What kind of people?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "Government."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(concerned) Government?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "Don't worry, it's not about your  business. (indicates the  artifacts) They're from the Army."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I've already served."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "Army Intelligence. They're looking  for Abner."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "INDY'S LECTURE HALL / CLASSROOM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy's course - a combination of archeology and anthropology -  is taught in this amphitheater-type lecture hall. His desk  and lectern hold large reference books; blackboards line the  wall. Bones, maps, charts festoon the walls. Indy leans against his desk talking with Brody and two  uniformed Army officers, COLONEL MUSGROVE and MAJOR EATON,  who are situated around the first seats in the classroom."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "But you did study under Professor  Ravenwood at the University of  Chicago?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(nods) We haven't spoken in ten years. I'm  afraid we had a bit of a falling  out."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "You know nothing of his whereabouts?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(negative) Just rumors. Somewhere in Asia, last  I heard."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Musgrove and Eaton exchange a look; they're disappointed."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "(to Musgrove) Maybe Dr. Jones can make sense of  it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Again the military men have a silent communication, deciding  what to reveal."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "Well... you must understand, Dr.  Jones, this is all strictly  confidential."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I understand."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "Yesterday, one of our European  sections intercepted a Nazi communique  from Cairo to Berlin. We don't quite  know what to make of it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Musgrove takes a sheet from his briefcase."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "Here it is - \"Tanis development  proceeding. Acquire headpiece, Staff  of Ra, General Tengtu Hok, Shanghai.  Locate Abner Ravenwood, U.S.\""
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Brody is excited. He looks at Indy."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "Tanis. They must have discovered the  lost ruins."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy contemplates this big news; he's impressed."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(to himself) Tanis. Ain't that somethin'!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "Frankly, we're a little suspicious...  An American being mentioned so  prominently in a secret Nazi cable."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Ah, Ravenwood's no Nazi."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "Then what do they want him for?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "They're looking for the headpiece to  the Staff of Ra."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "(indicates his sheet) But it says here that's in China."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Only half of it. Ravenwood had the  other half."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "What would the Nazis want with this -  this Staff of Ra?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "I can tell you that. Over the last  two years the Nazis have had teams  of archeologists running around the  world looking for all kinds of  religious artifacts."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "That's right. Hitler's a nut on the  subject. Crazy. He's obsessed with  the occult."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "What is this Staff of Ra, anyway?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "It all has to do with the Ark of the  Covenant. (the Army guys look  mystified) The chest the Hebrews used to carry  around the Ten Commandments."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Now it's the Army men who are impressed."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "An Egyptian pharaoh stole the Ark  from Jerusalem and took it back to  the city of Tanis. A short time later,  Tanis was consumed by the desert in  a sandstorm that lasted a year. But  before that, the Pharaoh had had the  Ark hidden away in a secret chamber  called the Well of the Souls. Which  is where the Staff of Ra comes in."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy moves to the blackboard and makes a quick sketch to  give a rough idea of the system as he describes it. (and we  get a glimpse of what an interesting and enthusiastic teacher  he must be)."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Now this was rather clever. The Staff  was really just a big stick - oh, I  don't know, say like this - (he indicates about  six feet) no one really knows for sure. Any  way, it was capped by an elaborate  headpiece with a carving of the sun  at the top. What you had to do was  take the Staff to a special map room  in Tanis - it had the whole city  laid out in miniature on the floor.  When you placed the Staff in a certain  spot in this room, at a certain time  of day, the sun would shine through  a hole here in the headpiece and  then send a beam of light down here -  to the map - giving you the location  of the Well of the Souls..."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "...where the Ark of the Covenant was  kept."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(nods) Which is probably what the Nazis are  after."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "What's this Ark look like?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Look like? Why, it's right here..."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy pulls a big format book from the stack on his lectern  and flips through the pages until he finds a large color  print. The other men gather to look."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "THE PRINT"
            }, 
            "text": "Fills the screen. It shows a Biblical battle. The Israelite Army is vanquishing  an opposition force. At the forefront of the Israelite ranks,  two men carry the Ark of the Covenant, a beautiful gold chest,  crowned by two sculptured gold angels. The men do not touch  the Ark itself; rather they carry it by use of two long wooden  poles which pass through rings in the corners of the Ark.  The painting is very dramatic, full of smoke, tumult and  sinewy dying men. But the most astounding thing in the picture  is the brilliant jet of white light and flame issuing from  the wings of the angels. It pierces deep into the ranks of  the retreating enemy, wreaking devastation and terror."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "Good God!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Yes. That's what the Hebrews thought."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "What's that supposed to be coming  out of there?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Who knows... lightning... fire...  the power of God."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "I'm beginning to understand Hitler's  interest in this thing."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Oh yes. The Bible tells of it leveling  mountains and wasting entire regions.  Moses promised that when the Ark was  with you, \"your enemies will be  scattered and your foes fell before  you\". (pause) An army which carries the Ark before  it is invincible."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Eaton and Musgrove exchange worried looks."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Oh, there's one other thing that  Hitler undoubtably believes about  the Ark... (a long pregnant pause) It's said that the Lost Ark will be  recovered at the time of the coming  of the True Messiah."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "Dr. Jones, you've been very helpful.  I hope we can call on you again if  we have questions."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Most certainly."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Brody and Indy exchange a look as they all shake and Brody  starts to leave with the Army men."
        }
    ], 
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            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy's English Tudor, upper middle class home. Quite toney;  well beyond the financial reach of an honest college  professor. Marcus Brody has already rung the bell. Indy opens  the door. He is dressed in a tuxedo."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "I've got to talk to you."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "This isn't really a good time."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "Indy, it's important."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "All right. Come on in."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "FOYER, INDY'S HOUSE"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The lush tone continues here in Art Deco and shiny marble.  Indy motions Brody toward the study to one side."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I'll be in a minute."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "As Brody passes the entrance to the expansive living room,  he spots a beautiful, silk-gowned Harlow-type lounging on  the sofa in front of a roaring fire. She is sipping champagne."
        }
    ], 
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "STUDY, INDY'S HOUSE"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Brody enters the book-lined, dark-wooded study. He paces for  a moment before the fire which is dying in the fireplace,  then spots something and goes over to Indy's big desk. The  surface is covered with open books, monographs, maps and  drawings - all about the Ark of the Covenant. Brody smiles;  he knows his friend very well. Indy comes in, closing the  door behind him. Brody turns to him with a triumphant  expression."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "They want you to go for it. And  they'll pay."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(smiles) Good work, Marcus. I had a feeling  this would happen. And, of course,  the Museum gets the Ark when we're  done."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "(smiles) Of course."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "Indy's manner is vigorous, aggressive."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Okay, here's the way it's gonna be.  First, I'll high-tail it to Shanghai  and get the piece from General Hok.  Then I think I know where I can find  Ravenwood. If only I can get -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "General Hok's a tough customer. They  don't call him the Wild Boar for  nothing. And he's tied in with the  Japanese."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I'll worry about that when the time  comes. My only hope is to find the  Well of the Souls before the Nazis  do."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "transition", 
            "head_text": {
                "transition": "WIPE TO:"
            }, 
            "text": ""
        }
    ], 
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            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY / NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "A Pan Am Clipper flies west over the Pacific."
        }, 
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            "head_type": "transition", 
            "head_text": {
                "transition": "WIPE TO:"
            }, 
            "text": ""
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            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy is barely into the front seat of a dilapidated Ford as  the driver, BUZZ KEHOE, is peeling out into traffic. In the  back seat is a Chinese named BANG CHOW. Kehoe zigs crazily  through traffic with only his left hand as he reaches over  to shake with Indy."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "KEHOE"
            }, 
            "text": "Buzz Kehoe, Army Intelligence. You've  met Bang Chow."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What's the hurry?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "KEHOE"
            }, 
            "text": "Some German agents got here two hours  ago. Luckily, Bang was able to have  them detained at Customs. We'll have  to hurry."
        }
    ], 
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            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Kehoe's car emerges from an alley. Down the block is Tengtu  Hok's modest, walled palace. Kehoe's car slows a bit and  Bang steps from the moving car with a small black suitcase  in his hand. While he heads down the street toward Hok's  place, Kehoe's car continues across the street and into an  alley on the other side."
        }
    ], 
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                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "A Mercedes limousine appears round a corner and squeals to a  stop at the front gate of the palace, which is manned by a  sturdy Chinese Gateman. There are three Germans inside, one  the driver."
        }
    ], 
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Kehoe, alone now, pushes a trash container casually into  position to hide a newly created hole in the rear wall of  Hok's Museum where several stone blocks have been removed.  He looks around and ambles back to the car."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S PALACE", 
                    "ENTRY HALL"
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The three Germans wait impatiently in a magnificent foyer. A  chime sounds and huge double doors open to reveal TENGTU  HOK, flanked by two uniformed Japanese Soldiers and a robed  Chinese Advisor. He wears a fantastic gold ornamental robe.  Despite the majesty, however, nothing can disguise the fact  that Hok is basically a wild, fat barbarian; an animal. Hok  and his escort group bow in what is the beginning of a long  welcoming ceremony. The Germans exchange impatient glances  but decide they should play it as it comes. They bow."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S MUSEUM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "No person in sight. Instead, we see a magnificent display of  ancient artifacts. Glass cases hold the velvet-couched pieces  at random spots on the shining marble floor. We hear an odd  sound. Near the floor on the rear wall of the museum, a steel  ventilation grate moves. A hand slides it gently across the  marble. Indy sticks his head out and looks around."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S PALACE", 
                    "TEA ROOM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The three Germans are being served tea and exotic delicacies.  A pleased Tengtu Hok watches from a throne-cushion. When the  tray of tiny delicacies is presented to him, he takes a  massive handful, crushing them together on their way to his  smiling mouth."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S MUSEUM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "A huge golden gong, seven feet in diameter, is suspended  from the ceiling by a hook. An enormous hammer hangs poised  above it, from which emanate myriad tiny threads which run  up and across the ceiling, then down to the various display  cases. Indy looks up at the gong, then continues his quick,  quiet foray among the cases. Beyond him, a high window."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S PALACE", 
                    "TEA ROOM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Hok and his visitors stand to go. The German's pleased  expressions make it clear they're finally on their way to  the museum."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S MUSEUM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy arrives at his destination. The lovely, carved gold  section of the headpiece is nested on purple velvet in a  glass case. At the bottom of the piece is a round hollow  where the staff would fit. There is a grunting sound behind  Indy and he spins, already reaching for his revolver. A fierce Japanese Samurai is running at Indy full speed down  an aisle of display cases. His sword is raised over his  shoulder ready to cut Indy in half. He's six feet away when  Indy's gun levels and fires twice, blasting him backwards.  Indy is still looking over his gun when another samurai sword  comes down from the side and knocks the pistol brutally out  of Indy's grip; his hand avoids amputation by a quarter of  an inch. An amazed Indy backs away from the crossing aisle as the  Second Samurai steps in to face him, sword raised. Indy backs  away into an open space and his bullwhip appears in his hand.  He gives it one savage CRACK! to announce its arrival and  the Samurai slows down, eyeing it curiously. The Samurai  does not look unhappy about this confrontation. How pure it  is - The Sword versus The Whip."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S PALACE", 
                    "SECOND FLOOR WALKWAY"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Tengtu Hok and the Germans have obviously heard something.  They are hurrying along the walkway at the side of the  building, Hok in the lead. Up ahead is the foot bridge which  crosses from the palace to the museum entrance over a moat."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "STREET IN FRONT OF THE PALACE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Lovely Mercedes limousine blows up."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S PALACE", 
                    "SECOND FLOOR WALKWAY"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Germans spin toward the blast. Drawing weapons, they run  back to investigate. Hok follows them, confused."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S MUSEUM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 takes two lightning- quick cuts at the leather, but misses. Indy swings for the  Samurai's feet; the Japanese jumps nimbly, slashing at the  whip. Indy does it again. 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."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                    "SECOND FLOOR WALKWAY"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }
    ], 
    [
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            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S MUSEUM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                    "SECOND FLOOR WALKWAY"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HOK'S MUSEUM"
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 down 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. 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 talks a long stride  onto the bench and dives through the glass of the high window.  Hok's bullets hit the wall."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "ROOF"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "ALLEY BEHIND MUSEUM"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "KEHOE'S CAR"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy squirms his way down into the front seat."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "KEHOE"
            }, 
            "text": "Jesus! Are you all right!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(he's felt better) Great. Got it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Kehoe guns it, throwing Indy back against the cushions."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "KEHOE"
            }, 
            "text": "What now?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I've got to get to Nepal."
        }, 
        {
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            "text": "The plane flies west into the sunset."
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                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Under a meager seat light, Indy is pouring over a journal  article by Abner Ravenwood and related map of Nepal. A few rows back, across the aisle, a trenchcoated European  Spy eyes Indy."
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            "text": "Gmoiska! Shurga rintoik!"
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                "speaker/title": "CLIMBER"
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            "text": "Aye! That'll be your last word."
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            "text": "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. 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."
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                "speaker/title": "MARION"
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            "text": "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 noise and  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!"
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            "text": "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  crows 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."
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            "text": "Hey you, deaf one! I said out of my  place. I don't mean next Easter, I  mean now -"
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            "text": "She is almost on him when Indy looks up smiling. Marion stops,  stares, shocked."
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            "text": "Hello, Marion."
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            "text": "She hits him with a solid right to the jaw, knocking him off  the barstool on the floor. He rubs his jaw and smiles up at  her."
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            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Nice to see you, too."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Get up and get out."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(getting up) Take it easy. I'm looking for your  father."
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        {
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                "speaker/title": "MARION"
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            "text": "(bitterly) Well you're two years too late."
        }, 
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            "text": "Indy's attitude changes instantly. This is sad news. He is  silent for a long time. Mahdlo comes in the front door and  hurries forward when he sees Indy with Marion. He looks to  her for guidance, but she stays him with a gesture."
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            "head_text": {
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            "text": "Go home, Mahdlo. I'll see you  tomorrow."
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            "text": "Mahdlo is hesitant, but lays the axe handle on the bar and  goes out. Indy has been barely aware of him. Now he settles  again on the barstool. Marion has a vindictive look. She'll  let him stay, but she wants to inflict as much pain as  possible."
        }, 
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "What happened?"
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
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            "text": "Avalanche. Up there. He was digging.  What else? He spent his whole life  digging. Dragging me all over this  rotten earth. For what?"
        }, 
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Do you find him?"
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            "head_text": {
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            }, 
            "text": "Hell no. He's buried where he was  working. Probably preserved real  good, too. In the snow."
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            "text": "Suddenly the hardness cracks. She is on the verge of tears  and does not want him to see them. She turns away and takes  a whiskey bottle from the shelf, then turns back to pout  herself a drink."
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            "text": "Not a bad way to go. Doing what he  loved."
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            "text": "(vitriolic) Don't give me that stuff! What do  you know? (she takes a drinks) I'm the one that was left in a bad  way. He didn't have a penny. Guess  how I lived, Mister Jones. I worked  here. And I wasn't the bartender. (another swallow) Finally the guy that owned the joint  went crazy. Snow crazy. They took  his away screaming. As they dragged  him out, he said the place was all  mine for life."
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            "text": "She looks around the saloon."
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            "text": "Can you imagine a more evil curse? (pause) So far, it's working."
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            "text": "Why not leave? Go back to the States."
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            "text": "I'll go back. I'll get there. Not  that there's a soul there who knows  my name or cares. But I'll go. And  when I do, they'll know me. 'Cause  I'm going to go back in style. With  money. A goddamn lady!"
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            "text": "Where you gonna get it?"
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            "text": "If I knew that, you think I'd still  be running this dive?"
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            "text": "Indy looks at her, thinking. Under his gaze, she blushes,  for reasons only she understands. She looks into her glass  and, for a moment, she softens."
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            "text": "I'll tell you something Indy. I've  learned to hate you in the last ten  years. But somehow, no matter how  much I hated you, I always knew that  someday you'd come through that door.  I never doubted that. Something made  is inevitable. (hopefully) Why are you here... now... tonight?"
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            "text": "I need one of the pieces your father  collected."
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            "text": "Marion's eyes go icy. She swings at him again with her right,  but this time he catches her at the wrist. Then he stops her  left, which she has brought up to slap him."
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            "text": "You son-of-a-bitch! You know what  you did to me, to my life? This is  your handiwork."
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            "text": "I never meant to hurt you."
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            "text": "I was a child!"
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            "text": "You knew what you were doing."
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            "text": "I was in love."
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            "text": "I guess that depends on your  definition."
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            "text": "It was wrong. You knew it."
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            "text": "Indy releases her arms."
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Look, I did what I did. I don't expect  you to be happy about it. But maybe  we can do each other some good."
        }, 
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                "speaker/title": "MARION"
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            "text": "Why start now?"
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Shut up and listen for a second. I  want that piece your father had.  I've got money."
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            "text": "This stops her."
        }, 
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            "text": "How much?"
        }, 
        {
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Enough to get you back to the States.  Where are his things?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
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            "text": "Gone. I sold it all. It was all junk.  The junk he wasted his life on."
        }, 
        {
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            "text": "Everything?"
        }, 
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            "text": "Marion nods."
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            "text": "(giving up) That's too bad."
        }, 
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            "text": "Indy feels tired, defeated. Marion is pleased."
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            "text": "You look disappointed. I like that.  How's it feel?"
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            "text": "Indy has to smile at her glee."
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            "head_text": {
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            "text": "(nods at his empty  glass) What are you drinking?"
        }, 
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Seltzer."
        }, 
        {
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            "text": "(refilling his glass) Real man's drink. Me, I like scotch.  And I like bourbon. And vodka and  gin. I'm not much for brandy. I'm  off that."
        }, 
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            "text": "She pours herself another as Indy watches, amused."
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            "text": "You're a tough broad now, aren't  you?"
        }, 
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            "text": "It's no act, pal. This ain't  Schenectady."
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            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
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            "text": "I can only say I'm sorry so many  times."
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            "text": "Marion looks at him thoughtfully, takes a drink."
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            "text": "You really have money? You don't  look rich. (Indy nods) I may be able to locate some of his  things. I know who's got them. What  do you want?"
        }, 
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            "text": "A bronze piece, about this size. In  the shape of the sun. Probably broken  off at the bottom. Has a little hole  in it, off-center. Does that sound  familiar?"
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            "text": "Marion thinks, nods slowly."
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            "text": "Do you know where it is?"
        }, 
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            "text": "Maybe. How much?"
        }, 
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Three thousand. American."
        }, 
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            "text": "(negative) That'll get me back, but not in style.  This doodad must be pretty important."
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            "text": "Maybe."
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            "text": "A huge smile lights up Marion's face."
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            "text": "I knew it would happen eventually. I  knew it. Something had to go my way. (pours herself another  drink) I've got to think this out. I'm used  to bargaining with yaks."
        }, 
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            "text": "Okay, five thousand. That's all I  can give you now. I can get you more  when you land in the States."
        }, 
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            "text": "You word, huh? (Indy nods) Just like you said you'd be back  last time? That was your word too."
        }, 
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            "text": "I'm back, aren't I?"
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            "text": "Marion sneers and they smile together."
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            "text": "You can trust me."
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
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            "text": "Come back tomorrow."
        }, 
        {
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Why?"
        }, 
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            "text": "Because I said so, that's why. It's  about time I called the shots in  this relationship."
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            "text": "Indy nods, gets up to go."
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            "text": "Wait a minute. Leave the five thousand  here. (Indy hesitates) You want trust, give some. I want to  smell your money."
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            "text": "Indy thinks about this a moment, then reaches inside his  shirt and pulls cash from a money belt. He lays five grand  on the bar."
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            "text": "I trust you."
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            "text": "You're an idiot."
        }, 
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            "text": "I've heard that."
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            "text": "Indy starts for the door. Marion takes another think. She is  getting high."
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            "text": "Hold it. Come here."
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                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(moving back) Bossy, aren't you?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "That's right. Give me a kiss."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy looks into her eyes, then leans over the bar and kisses  her deeply. When the kiss ends, their faces are very close.  Marion is flushed. She liked it and would like more. She  raises her glass between them to discipline herself."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Get out of my place."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy smiles and walks to the front door. Then, without looking  back -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Tomorrow."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "He's gone. Marion stares after him, thinking. She takes a  drink. Then slowly, her hand comes up to loosen the scarf  that is draped around her throat. It falls away, revealing  her graceful neck above the dipping top of her blouse. Hanging  there on a gold chain against her white skin is a sun-shaped  golden medallion. The bottom looks broken off. Marion lifts  the medallion so she can see it in her hand, then looks  thoughtfully after Indy."
        }
    ], 
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "STREETS OUTSIDE \"THE RAVEN\""
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy sits thinking at the wheel of an old car. Finally, he  puts the car in gear and drives away. Across the street, the shadow in a doorway comes to life. A  dark form steps out to look at Indy's departing car; it is  the European Spy from the DC-3. He hurries off in the opposite  direction."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "transition", 
            "head_text": {
                "transition": "DISSOLVE TO:"
            }, 
            "text": ""
        }
    ], 
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            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "\"THE RAVEN\""
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion stands before the fire that is shrinking in the  fireplace. She jabs at it abstractedly with a poker, thinking.  Suddenly tears well up in her eyes. She lets the poker slip  from her hand, wipes away the tears. She walks across the  room to the end of the bar, still cluttered with bottles and  glasses, and stops at the pile of American money Indy has  left. She takes the chain from around her neck and lets the  medallion slide off it into her hand. She places it on the  bar next to the pile of money, thinking. Then, having reached  some decision, she picks up the pile of bills, walks up the  back of the bar and pulls a small wooden box from under the  bar. She flips open the top, puts the cash inside and closes  the top. She leaves the box on the bar and starts back toward  the medallion. The front door of the saloon bursts open and  Four Bad Men come in. Marion, halfway between the valuable  possessions and not wishing to draw attention to either,  stops where she is. The Four Bad Men who advance on her are: 1.) the obvious leader, a short, vile, sadistic German in  spectacles by the name of BELZIG. 2.) a trenchcoated SECOND NAZI. 3.) a ratty-looking NEPALESE and 4.) a mean MONGOLIAN. The second NAZI and the MONGOLIAN both  carry submachine guns."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "Good evening, Fraulein."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "The bar's closed."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "We are not thirsty."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Mongolian and the Nepalese poke around, checking to make  sure there's no one else there. Down at the end of the bar, the medallion lies partially  hidden by surrounding glasses and bottles. The Second Nazi  stops very near it, but turns his back to it to face Belzig  and Marion."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "What do you want?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "The same thing your friend Dr. Jones  wanted. Surely he told you there  would be other interested parties."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion shakes her head."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "Ah, the man is nefarious. I hope for  your sake he has not yet acquired  it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Why, are you willing to offer more?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "Almost certainly. Do you still have  it?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "No. But I know where it is."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
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                "terior": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "Belzig's smile fades at this news. He's not a patient sort.  Marion is chilled by the look. She turns and moves to the  shelf of bottles behind her, reaching high for one, very  near the large stuffed raven. He hand lingers there a moment  and we see - From an angle behind the stuffed raven, that the left wing  spread hides a Baretta automatic pistol. Marion's hand is  very near it, but withdraws with only a whiskey bottle as  the Mongolian walks toward her behind the bar. Marion opens the bottle before Belzig, who watches her  intently."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "How 'bout a drink for you and your  men?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Second Nazi lights up at this suggestion. Belzig gives  him a withering look."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "We will stick to the business at  hand, Fraulein."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(tough) Fine. Why don't you come back tomorrow  when Jones is here and we'll have an  auction?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
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                "terior": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "Belzig gives her a cold look then turns and walks over toward  the fireplace. As soon as his back is turned, the Second  Nazi grabs the nearest whiskey bottle and takes a quick pull.  In so doing, he leaves the medallion completely exposed.  Marion is aware of this as she looks at him. But he quickly  puts the bottle down again, obscuring the medallion, when  Belzig speaks from the fireplace."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "I'm afraid an auction is not possible. (pause) Your fire is dying here, Fraulein. (a beat, then  threatening) Why don't you tell us where the piece  is right now?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Listen, Herr Mac, I don't know who  you're used to dealing with, but no  one tells me what to do in my place."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
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                "terior": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "Belzig, still looking in the fire, sneers and shakes his  head."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "Americans! You're all alike. Fraulein  Ravenwood. I'll show you want I'm  used to."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "He motions with his hand. The Mongolian moves up behind Marion  and lifts her roughly over the top of the bar, knocking over  bottles and spilling liquor. He deposits her on the other  side, where the Nepalese and the Second Nazi flank her and  hold her cruelly, arms behind her back. Marion raises a  ruckus. Belzig turns from the fireplace. In his hand is the poker,  its end glowing orange. He advances on Marion. Marion stops  yelling, her eyes widen in terror."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Wait! I can be reasonable -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "That time is passed."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The glowing poker point moves inexorably across the room  toward Marion's face."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "You don't need that. I'll tell you  everything!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "Yes, I know you will."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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            }, 
            "text": "Belzig has no intention of stopping now. The glowing tip is  approaching Marion's face. The Nepalese watches with savage  glee. The tip of the poker is five inches from Marion's nose when  there is a loud CRACK! and the fall of Indy's bullwhip wraps  around the middle of the poker and tears it out of Belzig's  hands. The poker sails high across the room, free of the  whip, and lands in the heavy curtains that cover one window.  The curtains immediately burst into flame. The four Bad Men look in surprise toward the front entrance.  Indy is poised there, the whip in his right hand, a .45  automatic raised toward them in his left."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Hello."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
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            }, 
            "text": "Now everything begins to happen very fast - The Mongolian had just come around the bar at the end opposite  the medallion. He dives back to crouch behind the end of the  bar, raising his submachine gun. Belzig and the Second German dive behind tables near the  bar. The Nepalese is slower to leave Marion, he draws a Luger.  Indy's .45 barks and the Nepalese dies spinning against the  bar. Indy fires in the direction of the Mongolian. Marion swings up over the top of her bar. Belzig fires at  her, but his bullets smash bottles behind the bar and thud  into the raven. Marion flattens out on the floor behind the bar as bullets  hit above her. She reaches up, snatches the axe handle from  where Mahdlo left it, and begins crawling down the length of  the bar toward - The Mongolian, who sticks his submachine gun out and fires  blindly in Indy's direction. Indy is in a crouch behind a table, trying to get a shot at  someone. He doesn't notice in the din and confusion when the  door bursts open. An incredible, fearsome GIANT SHERPA, almost  seven feet tall, soars in and tackles Indy from behind. The  whip flies from Indy's hand as he and the Giant Sherpa roll  across the floor, upsetting furniture. 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 shouts to  the Second Nazi, who is rising from cover with submachine  gun in hand."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "Shoot them both!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SECOND NAZI"
            }, 
            "text": "He's our man!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "Do as I say!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 luger. 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.  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. 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."
        }
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "\"THE RAVEN\"", 
                    "SNOW BANK"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "\"THE RAVEN\""
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Unbelievable!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Let's get out of here!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Not without that piece you want!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "It's here?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion nods, kicks aside a burning chair. Another burning  beam falls from the roof. Indy pulls Marion close to him  protectively."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Forget it! I want you out of here.  Now!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "He begins dragging her out."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(pointing) There!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "She breaks away from him, darts back and picks the hot  medallion up in the loose cloth of her blouse."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Let's go!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(looking around) You burned down my place!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(figuratively) I owe you plenty!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(literally) You owe me plenty!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(smiles) You're something!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "I am something. And I'll tell you  exactly what -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "She holds up the medallion possessively."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "I'm your partner!"
        }
    ], 
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": [
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                        "shot"
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                    "VARIOUS SHOTS"
                ], 
                "location": [
                    "CAIRO"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "First we see the sprawl, the soaring minarets, the ancient  skyline. Then we're closer, in the narrow, exotic streets,  teeming with life: fierce-looking men in tattered galabiyas,  black-gowned women with veiled faces, ragged, barefoot  children."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                    "SALLAH'S HOUSE, (OLD CAIRO)"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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  escalates into pandemonium, attracting the attention of the  adults."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "FAYAH"
            }, 
            "text": "Silence! (there is silence) Why do you forget yourselves?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The gaggle of grinning off-spring parts to reveal in their  midst - a MONKEY. It is munching some flat Arab bread."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "FAYAH"
            }, 
            "text": "What is this? Who brought this animal  in?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 toward  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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Why, thank you. I like you too."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "FAYAH"
            }, 
            "text": "Then it shall be welcome in our house."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Oh, no! You don't have to have it  around if you don't want it -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "(cheerfully) All of Allah's creatures are welcome  here. You please us by letting us  please you."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "COURTYARD", 
                    "SALLAH'S HOUSE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I knew the Germans would hire you,  Sallah. They couldn't have an  excavation in the desert without the  best digger in Egypt."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "All Arabs look alike to them, Indy."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Tell me about the map room at Tanis."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "We found it three days ago. I broke  through myself."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Those Nazis are moving awfully fast."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "The Frenchman is helping them."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy reacts."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq. So he got away from the  Indians. This is going to be more  interesting that I thought."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "I'm afraid this has put the Germans  close to finding the Well of the  Souls."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(indicates the  headpiece) Even Belloq won't be able to find it  without that. Can you make anything  of those markings? They're nothing  I'm familiar with."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "(shakes his head \"no\") But I know someone who might. You  can go to see him tomorrow. (a worried expression) Indy... something bothers me."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What is it, my friend?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah finds it hard to say. When he finally speaks, his  words are accompanied by a strange, eerie, foreboding rush  of wind through the courtyard. Just a coincidence we might  suppose."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "It is the Ark. If it is there, at  Tanis... It is not something man was  meant to disturb... Death has always  surrounded it. It is not of this  earth."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The wind dies down. Indy shakes off a chill and stares  thoughtfully at his friend."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "HEAVILY TRAFFICKED CAIRO STREET"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy and Marion are briskly walking along one of Cairo's  busy bazaar streets. Vendors with fine cloth, pottery,  baskets, jewelry, etc line the street. Marion has the Monkey  from Sallah's house on her shoulder."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Do you really need that monkey?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "I'm surprised at you, Indy. Talking  that way about our baby. He's got  your looks, too."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "And your brains."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "As Indy and Marion turn a corner, the Monkey seems to notice  something and immediately jumps from Marion's shoulder and  hurries off at a frantic pace down the street."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(looking disappointed) Hey! Hey!... where're you going?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(dragging Marion on) He'll be OK. Come on. Come on."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "ANOTHER CAIRO STREET"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Monkey is seen running around another corner and jumps  into the waiting arms of MONKEY MAN, who appears to be like  a beggar with a dirty turban and an eye patch. Monkey Man  immediately hurries down the street and passes into a  building. In the building are two GERMAN AGENTS. Monkey Man  and the Monkey both give the Heil Hitler salute and engage  in quick talk. Monkey Man quickly leaves the two German Agents and gets  back to the street. He is obviously shadowing Indy and Marion.  Indy and Marion are just now passing by the Monkey Man ducks  back behind some baskets."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "ANOTHER BUSY CAIRO STREET"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy and Marion are passing under a balcony where a lone  GERMAN AGENT stands watch. After they pass, the Agent nods  to some BAD ARABS who are hiding in the shadows of the street.  In a moment, Indy and Marion pass by the break. Monkey Man  turns and looks up at a roof further down the alley. He waves  with his hand. Someone up there waves back."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "A SMALL BAZAAR"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy and Marion have reached a tiny square, made even more  cramped by its use as a small bazaar. They have started  working their way through the crowd when several Bad Arabs  and a German Agent begin to converge on them. Indy immediately  sees what's happening and pulls the bull whip from his jacket.  The first Bad Arab to reach them gets hit in the mouth by  the handle of the whip. Now all hell breaks loose, with Bad  Arabs, Innocent Shoppers, baskets of fruit and tables of  goods flying every which way in the constricted space."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(to Marion) Run! Get out of here!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy catches a dagger-wielding Bad Arab around the legs with  the whip and flips him. Marion is reluctant to leave Indy."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Go, dammit! Go!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion goes. She runs off between two buildings. A Bad Arab  takes off after her. Monkey Man, now standing at the edge of  the square, points at Marion. The Monkey jumps off his  shoulder and follows Marion."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "BETWEEN THE BUILDINGS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion runs along the narrow space and soon encounters a  five foot wall. She flops over it. The Bad Arab is right on  her heels. He reaches the wall and vaults over. On the other  side of the wall, the Bad Arab lands in a crouch, looks ahead  and doesn't see Marion. Immediately a heavy earthen pot  smashes over his head, putting him out. Marion steps from an  alcove and starts to run toward the street at the other end  of the walkway. Suddenly another Bad Arab and a new German  Agent appear in the street at that end. Before they can spot  her, Marion retreats to the alcove again. There is a huge  rattan basket sitting there. Marion climbs in and closes the  top above her. The only witness: The Monkey, who is now perched on the fire  foot wall."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE SMALL BAZAAR"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Chaos. An entire booth of pots and pans collapses on a Bad  Arab and a German Agent as Indy whips away a support."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "BETWEEN THE BUILDINGS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The chattering Monkey leads a German Agent and two Bad Arabs  to Marion's hiding place, gesturing maniacally."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE SMALL BAZAAR"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy ducks under the swinging blade of a huge Arabian sword  and kicks the Bad Arab Swordsman in the groin."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "SIDE STREET"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The German Agent leads the way as the two Bad Arabs carry  the huge basket above their heads. The basket top has been  fastened closed, but Marion is making a fuss inside. At the  place where the street cuts across the far side of the bazaar,  Marion is able to wedge the top open one inch and screams -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Indy-y-y-y!"
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE SMALL BAZAAR"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy has heard her. He looks across the square as the basket  and its escorts disappear beyond a building. One last Bad  Arab rises before him. Indy's whip flashes and the Bad Arab's  robe falls down to his ankles. Indy frantically pushes his  way through the panicked mass of humanity in the direction  the basket has gone."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE FOOT CHASE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": "INDY AND THE MOVING"
            }, 
            "text": ""
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "BASKET"
            }, 
            "text": "The Bad Guys move the basket as fast as they can through  streets, alleys and passageways thick with people. Indy always  seems to round a corner just in time to catch a glimpse of  the basket before it disappears around a new corner. Indy  must fight a flow of humanity as powerful as an ocean riptide.  Finally, at the head of one particularly crowded alley, Indy  leaps up onto a wall for a clearer view. Whatever he sees  gives him an idea and he cuts between two buildings rather  than following the basket."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "DESERTED ALLEY"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Two Bad Arabs come running down the Alley with the basket  between them. Suddenly, Indy's whip flashes out sending both  Arabs and the basket tumbling. Indy steps into view, his .45  trained on the sprawled Arabs, and looks at the basket. The  top has come flying off and the contents have clattered onto  the cobblestone: inside is not Marion, but a load of  contraband pistols, rifles and ammo. Indy is advancing on  the trembling Bad Arabs with an ugly look when suddenly he  hears Marion scream around the corner."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "DESERTED SQUARE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy rounds the corner and is immediately driven back by  machine gun fire. Taking cover, he gets quick, intermittent  glimpses of this scene: At the far corner of the large,  deserted square is a canvas-covered truck. Two Bad Arabs are  hurrying toward is with a large rattan basket between them,  Marion screaming inside. A German Agent is covering their  retreat with a machine gun from the cab of the truck. Indy  runs up to see the rattan basket being heaved into the back  of the truck."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "BACK OF THE TRUCK"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "What Indy cannot see is that the basket lands among an ominous  load of German munitions, dynamite and firearms. The truck  immediately peels out."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "DESERTED SQUARE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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, astounded and  horror-stricken."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Marion."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "ARAB BAR"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 is queerly."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "ARAB BARTENDER"
            }, 
            "text": "The gentleman in the corner sent it.  He would like you to join him."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(doesn't even look) Too bad. I'm drinking alone."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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. The occupant of the smoke-shrouded corner table becomes  visible only as Indy reaches there: it is Emile Belloq. He  is drinking wine."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Good evening, Dr. Jones."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I ought to kill you right now."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "It was not I who brought the girl  into this dirty business."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy knows its true; that's what's tearing him up."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Sit down, please, before you fall  down. We can behave as civilized  people. I'm afraid it will be your  last opportunity."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy sits, glancing at the German Henchmen, who settle nearby,  just out of earshot."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Not a very private place for a murder."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "(looking around) These Arabs will not interfere in  the white man's business. They do  not care if we kill each other off. (takes a sip of wine,  refers to it) Terribly difficult finding a decent  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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy registers this as he takes a drink. Belloq watches him  with disdainful amusement."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "How odd that is should end this way  for us, after so many... stimulating  encounters. I almost regret it. Where  shall I find a new adversary so close  to my own level?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Try the local sewer."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Now you're getting nasty."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "There's a certain amount of truth to this; the recognition  of it flickers across Indy's bleary eyes. Belloq sees it  there."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "You know it to be true! How nice.  And how ironic the timing."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq leans forward, eyes shining, voice suddenly different."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Do you realize what the Ark is? (very intense) It's a transmitter. A radio for  talking to God! And now it is within  my grasp."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What about your boss, der Fuhrer? I  thought he was waiting to take  possession."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq glances into the gloom at the German Henchmen."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "(quieter) When the time is right. When I am  finished with it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I hope your friends are patient.  Dangerous work, Belloq."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Yes. Very. You may consider yourself  fortunate that your involvement  concludes here."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Tell me, did you get away with the  idol?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "(negative) I was lucky to get away with my life.  The Hovitos proved quite narrow-minded  about the whole matter."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy takes a drink."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "You know, if it's God you want to  talk to, maybe I can arrange it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "(smiles) You have not changed. But, please,  do not reach for your weapon until  you are ready to die."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "LITTLE SON"
            }, 
            "text": "Uncle Indy, we have been looking for  you."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "LITTLE DAUGHTER"
            }, 
            "text": "Come home now, Uncle. Hurry!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Suddenly the Arab patrons of the bar take an intense interest  in the situation, shifting their weapons."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Yes. Yes, I'll come now."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy stands up. The German Henchmen and poised. Belloq eyes  the Arab patrons and signals for the Henchmen to relax."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Next time, Indiana Jones, it will  take more than children to save you."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The children usher Indy out."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "SALLAH'S TRUCK", 
                    "IN FRONT OF ARAB BAR"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy climbs into the cab of Sallah's truck with a smiling  Sallah as the children pile into the back. Sallah pulls out."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "I thought we would find you there. (indicating the kids) Better than the United States Marines,  eh?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(nods) Thanks you. (grave) Marion's dead."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy looks back there, nods."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "I have much to tell you, Indy."
        }
    ], 
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            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "SALLAH'S HOUSE"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "And they made the calculation in the  map room?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "(nods vigorously) This morning. Belloq and the boss  German, Shliemann. When they came  out of the map room, we were given a  new spot in which to dig... out away  from the camp."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(resigned) The Well of the Souls."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah nods, moves to the food. He picks up a date, then  changes his mind and drops it, taking a bunch of grapes  instead. Indy picks up a chicken leg in one hand and a date  in the other, his mind distracted. Fayah enters the room  just in time to see Indy flip the date high into the air and  try to catch it in his mouth. It bounces off his chin and  falls to the floor. Indy looks sheepishly at Fayah. Fayah  picks up the fallen date and puts it in the dirty ash tray  she is now removing. Amir speaks in a slow, raspy voice  without looking up."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "AMIR"
            }, 
            "text": "Come. Look."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The two men go and huddle over the old man. The Monkey peeks  up over the edge of the table at the array of food. He picks  up a date and disappears below the table. Amir points to  some markings on the lower part of the headpiece."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "AMIR"
            }, 
            "text": "This is a warning... not to disturb  the Ark of the Covenant."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Just want I need."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Monkey's paw comes up over the edge of the table and  grabs another date."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "How 'bout the height of the staff?  Did Belloq get it off of there?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "AMIR"
            }, 
            "text": "Yes... it is here."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy, nervous, goes back to the food tray, picks up another  date. When he turns back to the men, the Monkey's paw grabs  another date. We see the headpiece in closeup on the table. Amir's crooked  fingers trace a line of markings along the bottom section to  the break in the piece."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "AMIR"
            }, 
            "text": "It says it is... ten jamirs high..."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "About seventy-five inches."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "AMIR"
            }, 
            "text": "Wait! I am not finished..."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Amir's finger moves across the break as the markings continue  on the sun medallion."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "AMIR"
            }, 
            "text": "(reading) \"And one jamir to honor the Hebrew  God whose Ark this is.\""
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy, still holding the date, exchanges a long look with  Sallah."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "You said their top section was blank.  Are you absolutely sure?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah nods."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq's staff is seven and a half  inches short. They're digging in the  wrong spot!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah and Indy begin to laugh. Amir gives them a glance and  returns to his wine. Sallah leans over and kisses the old  man."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "(to Amir) A home run, my friend, grand slam! (to Indy) We have a saying - \"A little luck is  better than much smartness.\" Indy,  pardner, you are very lucky fellow."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy hoots. Then he takes the data in his hand and flips it  high in the air. He opens his mouth to catch it, but it  doesn't come down. He has inadvertently thrown it into a  bowl of a hanging lamp. This makes the men laugh even harder. Indy goes over and picks up another date. He turns laughing  to Sallah and doesn't see as the Monkey's paw comes up,  slowly, takes another date and begins to withdraw. Suddenly  the paw is stricken with palsy and the unseen Monkey goes  into its death throws. Sallah watches the paw as though  hypnotized. Finally the paw slips from sight and we hear a  solid THUMP! on the floor. Sallah walks around the table and  looks at the floor. The Monkey lies dead among a mess of  date pits. Indy is in a happy world of his own. He throws his date high  in the air. He positions himself under it and waits for it  to drop in. Here it comes. Right on target. As it's about to  disappear into Indy's mouth, Sallah's hand flashes in and  grabs it. Indy looks mystified and disappointed. Sallah  motions toward the dead Monkey."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "Bad dates."
        }
    ], 
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "MORNING", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "DESERT ROAD"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Two old trucks come down a narrow mountain road and onto the  flat surface of the desert. Further out into the desert, the one in the lead, Sallah's  truck, stops and the second one, Omar's truck, pulls up beside  it. There are half dozen Arab Diggers in Omar's truck. Indy,  dressed as an Arab, gets out of the cab of Sallah's truck  and moves over to confer with OMAR, another old friend. They  point off into the desert and reach some conclusion. Indy  gives him a pat on the back; Omar turns off the road and  drives into the desert with his workers. Indy hops back in  the cab of Sallah's truck with Sallah. As they move down the  road we see that the back of the truck holds three other  Arab Diggers."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "MORNING", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "RISE ABOVE THE TANIS DIGS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy and Sallah are lying in classic shouting fashion at the  top of the rise looking down on the Tanis Digs. Down behind  them, Sallah's truck is parked with the three Arab Diggers."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "My God! They aren't kidding!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": [
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                        "shot", 
                        "pov"
                    ], 
                    "WHAT HE SEES"
                ], 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Tanis Digs are laid out below like a painting. Trucks,  bulldozers, Arab workers and German supervisors are  everywhere. The excavations themselves are extensive and  somewhat random-holes have been dug and then abandoned,  foundations and passageways unearthed and then deserted.  Beyond the main digs, a crude airstrip has been created.  Sallah points to what appears to be a mound of dirt with a  hole in it near the center of the activity."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "There! That is the map room!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What time does the sun hit the map?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "Just after eight."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "We haven't got much time. Where are  the Germans digging for the Well of  the Souls?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah points out into the desert a short way beyond the  main area of activity. The desert turns to sand dunes out  there, the surface undulating into the distance. Several  trucks and men are out there and a bulldozer is lumbering  noisily toward it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Okay. Let's go."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "MORNING", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE TANIS DIGS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah's truck drives through the camp, one of the Arab  Diggers at the wheel. Indy and Sallah are in the back and  look just like the other two Arab Diggers. Sallah's truck  does behind a tent and when it appears on the other side,  Indy and Sallah are gone."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "MORNING", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "AMONG THE TENTS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy and Sallah move stealthily among the tents. Indy carries  a smooth wooden staff almost seven feet tall. They stop  between two tents and look across a path at the entrance to  the map room. What appeared to be a mound of dirt is actually  the roof on the ancient building. The hole/entrance is a  five-foot square skylight. Indy looks around, then walks  casually to the edge of the hole and looks inside. Sallah  joins him, producing a length of rope from his robes. Indy  drops the staff into the unseen map room as Sallah ties the  rope around on oil drum. When it's secure, Indy wastes no  time disappearing down it into the map room."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "MAP ROOM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy is down the twenty feet to the floor of the room in  seconds. He tugs on the rope and it immediately gets pulled  up. Indy looks around with real wonder and excitement. The  room is lovely, with elaborate wall carvings and frescoes,  all lit by the bright stream of sunlight flooding in from  above. This beam of light leads Indy's eye to the far end,  and the room's truly remarkable feature: built into the floor  in meticulous relief is a miniature stone model of the ancient  city of Tanis. Already, the sunlight has worked its way down  the far wall and is edging onto the miniature of the city.  On the floor, to the skylight side of the miniature, is an  elaborate line created by embedded mosaic tiles. The evenly  spaced slots in the line, each accompanied by a symbol of a  time of year, are for the base of the staff. Indy pulls the  headpiece from his robes - it has been welded together - and  reaches for the staff."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "ABOVE THE MAP ROOM"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "JEEP GERMAN (O.S.)"
            }, 
            "text": "Hey! You, the skinny one!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah jumps about three feet. The JEEP GERMAN is standing  in an open space ten yards away looking at Sallah."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "JEEP GERMAN"
            }, 
            "text": "Yes, you. What are you doing there?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah gestures his innocence."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "JEEP GERMAN"
            }, 
            "text": "Well bring that rope over here, you  cur."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 expect obey. With a worried glance at the map room, be  begins untying the rope from the oil drum."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE MAP ROOM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 moves further  down across the miniature."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "IN THE CAMP"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "HUNGRY GERMAN (O.S.)"
            }, 
            "text": "Bring us some of that!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "He points to the kettle. Sallah looks frantically from the  rope, back to the skylight of the map room, to the kettle of  food."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "HUNGRY GERMAN"
            }, 
            "text": "Now, idiot!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah picks up some serving pieces and gets to work."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE MAP ROOM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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  a 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. 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 the Frenchman's other  calculations were right - but it is a foot and a half beyond  it."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "IN THE CAMP"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah, sweating profusely, has finished serving the line of  Breakfasting Germans and now heads back to replace the kettle  and get away."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "HUNGRY GERMAN"
            }, 
            "text": "Water. Bring us water."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "MAP ROOM"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(stage whisper) Sallah. (he waits, then louder) Sallah!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(loudest) Sallah!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "ABOVE THE MAP ROOM"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 waking  toward some tents."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "HUNGRY GERMAN (O.S.)"
            }, 
            "text": "Hey, you! More water over here!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah glances at Indy, Then hurries back in that direction.  The Hungry German focuses on Indy."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "HUNGRY GERMAN"
            }, 
            "text": "Why aren't you at the digs? Come  here!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy bows in wild subservience and hurries off in the opposite  direction."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "HUNGRY GERMAN"
            }, 
            "text": "(yelling after him,  irritated) No, dummkopf, I said come!"
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "BETWEEN TWO TENTS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE TENT"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I though you were dead."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "They were throwing me around like a  rag doll."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "They must have switched baskets.  Thank god for that! Bless those  bastards. Have they hurt you?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy pulls out a knife and then stops suddenly, thinking."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "What's wrong?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(louder) Cut me loose!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Keep your voice down."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(screaming) I said get me out of -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy pops the gag back in her mouth. Her eyes widen in fury  and she grunts obscenities at him."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "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  quietly. They haven't hurt you in  the last twenty-four hours, they  aren't going to start now. I'll be  back to get you in no time."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "He kisses her forehead, jumps up and hurries out of the tent."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "SAND DUNE OUTSIDE DIGS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "With the digs behind them, Indy and Sallah run up to the  ridge of the dune and over the top. At the bottom of the far  side, Omar's truck is parked. Omar and his men are waiting."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "DIFFERENT DUNE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "This new spot gives Indy a higher, better view of the whole  scene. Indy is using a surveyor's instrument to take a reading -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": [
                    [
                        "shot", 
                        "pov"
                    ], 
                    "WHAT HE SEES"
                ], 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Looking through the instrument, Indy gets a line from the  map room through the site where the Nazis are digging in the  dunes to a spot several dunes over. We focus on that virgin  spot of well-hidden sand as -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "There!"
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "INDY'S DIG"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Omar's truck is parked at the spot just viewed from afar.  Dunes rise on either side. One of Omar's men has been posted  as a lookout up on a ridge. Everybody else - Indy, Sallah,  Omar, and his men - have begun digging for the Wells of the  Souls."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "transition", 
            "head_text": {
                "transition": "DISSOLVE TO:"
            }, 
            "text": ""
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "SAME SCENE"
            }, 
            "text": "They continue to dig furiously, all of them drenched in sweat.  The hole has grown but this is slow, back-breaking work."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "COMMAND TENT", 
                    "TANIS DIGS"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq, SHLIEMANN the ranking Nazi, and Shliemann's Aide,  GOBLER, come into the tent, which is full of charts and maps,  drawings of the Ark, radio equipment, liquor and food. The  men have been out digging for the Well all day. They are  tired, discouraged, testy. In all matters, Gobler shows his  alliance with Shliemann against Belloq with small looks and  body language. The Frenchman has disappointed them and he is  feeling the isolation of a scapegoat. Belloq gets himself a  drink as Shliemann towels off his face."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "I cautioned you about being premature  with that communique to Berlin.  Archeology is not an exact science.  If does not adhere to time schedules."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "The Fuhrer is not a patient man. He  demands constant reports and he  expects progress. You led me to  believe -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Nothing. I have made no promises. I  said only that it looked very  favorable. Perhaps the Ark will still  be found in an adjoining chamber.  Based on the information in our  possession, my calculations were  correct. Perhaps some bit of evidence  still eludes us. Perhaps"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "GOBLER"
            }, 
            "text": "Perhaps the girl can help us."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq shoots him an angry look."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "My feeling exactly. She was in  possession of the original piece for  years. She may know much. (really evil) If properly motivated..."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "I tell you, she knows nothing useful."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "I'm surprised to find you squeamish.  That is not your reputation. But it  needn't concern you. I have the  perfect man for this kind of work."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann signals Gobler, who steps outside the tent a moment,  calls someone and then reappears. Belloq looks warily at the  entrance. After a moment Belzig enters, reeking villainy.  When his eyes find Shliemann, his superior, he snaps a crisp  \"Heil, Hitler!\" at him, holding his palm rigid a long time,  exposing a burned scar in the prefect shape of the sun  medallion."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "INDY'S DIG"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "In the eerie conjunction of moonlight and torchlight, Indy  and the other men step back in awe of their discovery: there,  flush with the bottom of their pit, is a heavy stone entry  door to an underground chamber. Special prying tools are  produced. With two men assigned to each of the two long tools,  they work in unison to open the vault. They open it a foot  and the other men rush in to flop the heavy door completely  open. Down inside, only blackness. The men quickly prostrate themselves around the edge of the  entry to look inside. Indy and Sallah each take a torch and  hold them down the hole."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "WHAT THEY SEE"
            }, 
            "text": "The Well of the Souls is a spooky chamber thirty feet deep.  The walls are covered with hieroglyphics and carvings. The  roof is supported intermittently by stone pillars, the closest  of which hits the roof very near the entry hole. The Well is  quite large; as Indy and Sallah wave their torches, more and  more of the room is revealed. Now the far end of the chamber  comes into view. There is a stone altar down there and on  this elaborated carved platform is a stone chest, big enough  to enclose the Lost Ark and protect it from the ravages of  time. This altar appears to be the only place on the floor  of the Well that is not covered by a strange, dark carpet of  some kind."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "The Ark must be in that stone case.  What's that gray stuff all over the  floor -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "He breaks off realizing exactly what that carpet is. He  blanches. Indiana Jones blanches. Indy drops his torch to the floor of the Well. This is  answered by the most horrific HISSING imaginable."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": [
                    [
                        "shot", 
                        "pov"
                    ], 
                    "WHAT HE SEES"
                ], 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "That think dark carpet is moving. It's alive. It's thousands  and thousands of deadly poisonous snakes - Egyptian asps.  And the only thing that seems capable of avoiding this  venomous groundcover is the altar. The snakes ebb and flow  near it, but never encroach on it, as though repelled by  some invisible force. Indy shakes his head and talks to himself."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Why snakes? Why did it have to be  snakes? Anything else."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "After a moment of this, he stops. He gathers his energy and  resolve and gets back to the task."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "Asps. Very dangerous."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Where Indy's torch had landed is a circle of snake-free floor.  The snakes hate the flame; they stay away."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Lots of torches. And oil. I want a  landing strip down there."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE WELL OF THE SOULS"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Fifteen torches have been dropped to the floor of the chamber,  combining to make a good-sized clear zone. Smoke begins to  fill the room. Several canisters of oil have been lowered  into this space. Now, a large wooden crate is lowered slowly  by rope. Rope handles are attached to each end of the crate. Up at the hole, Indy gives Sallah a reassuring pat, takes a  breath, and swings carefully onto a rope hanging from the  hole. Despite his care, he swings a bit and his feet hit the  stone pillar which is so near the entry. Surprisingly, the  pillar actually moves a bit, showering a light rain of  crumbled stone to the floor below. Indy lands on the floor of the Well. He looks at the altar  over a sea of undulating death. He picks up an oil canister  and splashes two parallel lines of oil and lights them. A  path six feet wide begins to open to the altar. Behind Indy,  Sallah comes quickly down the rope. We begin to INTERCUT all the action in the Well from here on  with insert shots of the snakes outside the flames. Snakes  and snakes. We see: snakes piled and entwined six inches  deep; mother snakes laying snake eggs; snake eggs hatching  little snakes; snakes cannibalizing other snakes."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "MARION'S TENT"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq has been talking to the still-bound Marion. He has  removed her gag. He is impatient, angry, uncomfortable. Caught  between two forces."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Believe me, you made a mistake. If  you would just give me something to  placate them. Some bit of information."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "I swear to you, I know nothing more.  I have no loyalty to Jones. He's  brought me only trouble."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "He wants to believe her."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "I cannot control them."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion's frightened look shifts suddenly to the entrance of  the tent. There are new arrivals there - Shliemann, Gobler  and Belzig. Belzig carries a black leather case. He steps  forward and smiles at Marion."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELZIG"
            }, 
            "text": "We meet again, Fraulein."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "JUST BEFORE DAWN", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "INDY'S DIG"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE WELL OF THE SOULS"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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. Sallah is mesmerized by the sight. His hand starts to reach  out and touch one of the angels, but Indy grabs it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Don't touch it! Never touch it!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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. 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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Hurry up! Why did it have to be  snakes?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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 is instantly disappears in a tangle of angry,  hissing asps. Indy looks up at the hole."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What the -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Smiling down at him from the perimeter of the entry are  Belloq, Shliemann and Gobler."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Why, Dr. Jones, whatever are you  doing in such a nasty place?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq and the Germans laugh."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Why don't you fellows come down here?  I'll show you."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "No thank you, my friend. (he glances around  him) I think we are all very comfortable  up here."
        }
    ], 
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAWN", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "INDY'S DIG"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "(down to Indy) After all these years, it is most  considerate of you to aid me in this  way."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "As Belloq speaks, Shliemann exchanges a look with Belzig.  Belzig smiles and takes the gag from Marion's mouth."
        }
    ], 
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "WELLS OF THE SOULS"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann smiles down at Indy."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "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 give a sign) ...all alone."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belzig and the Nazi move Marion to the hole and, to Belloq's  surprise, push her in. Marion falls thirty feet screaming.  Indy drops his 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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Don't put me down!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Up at the hole, there's plenty of dissension."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "The girl was mine!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "She is of no use to us. Only our  mission for the Fuhrer matters."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann glances meaningfully around at the other Nazis."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "I wonder sometimes, Monsieur, if you  have that clearly in mind."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Goodbye, mademoiselle. (a pause, then with  respect) Indiana Jones... adieu!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Don't panic. There's plenty of time  for that later. Wave that at anything  that slithers."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
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            }, 
            "text": "Indy holds his torch out like a lantern and begins a slow O- turn, his eyes peering into the gloom, examining every inch  of wall and ceiling."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "What are you doing?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Just watch the floor."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
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                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Reminded of the encroaching snakes, Marion waves her torch  at the nearest edge of their circle. She looks faint. Indy  continues his slow turn."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Whatever you're doing, do it faster."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(he spots something) There!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "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."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Come on!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "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  Indy pulls Marion over to the wall. He pours the remaining  oil in a circle around them, creating a safe zone there."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Stay here!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(grabbing him) Where are you going?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I'll be back in a minute. We're going  through this wall."
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
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                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion looks at the wall, which looks like all the rest to  her. She thinks he's crazy."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Just keep your eyes open and get  ready to run. No matter what happens  to me."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(panicked) What do you mean?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "Too late. Indy runs back through the path of flames to the  center of the room. Snakes strike as his flying heels. Indy  reaches the base of the pillar which he touched briefly on  his original descent. He uses his torch to clear away the  scattered snakes climbing on it, then pulls out his whip. He  draws it back, then wraps is solidly around the pillar 15  feet up. With the torch in his mouth, he begins climbing the  pillar. It moves ominously under his weight. The last two torches still burning on the floor go out. Now  the only light in the chamber is provided by the torches  held by Indy and Marion and the dwindling oil flames. Snakes  move in and surround the base of Indy's pillar. The path  between Marion and the center of the room is overrun. The  circle of flame around Marion is dying down. She looks beyond  it with terror-widened eyes, then up through the increasing  smoke at the distant Indy. Near the top of the pillar, Indy's hands strain along his  taut whip, which he has moves higher. A snake slithers into  view there, inches from Indy's straining face. Indy turns  his head so the torch in his mouth can burn it. The snake  falls from the pillar. Indy's torch is dwindling. Indy works  his body around so that he is on the side of the pillar away  from Marion. The pillar moves, showering dust. Indy looks at  the chamber wall five feet away, takes a breath and swings  his legs up against it. He is now braced between pillar and  wall."
        }, 
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            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION (O.S.)"
            }, 
            "text": "(screaming) Where are you?!"
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
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            }, 
            "text": "Snakes are moving in force up the pillar toward Indy's  dwindling torch. Indy grasps the pillar for dear life,  grimaces with exertion and pushes against the wall with all  he's got. The pillar begins to break loose of the ceiling,  then stops. Indy's eyes are on the torch. It is just a spot  of flame now. Snakes are sliding up toward his hands. Indy  again pushes against the wall and the torch falls out of his  mouth. The pillar goes! In the dim light, we see it fall like a  tree directly at Marion. Indy rides it down. The top hits  the wall three feet from a cringing Marion and smashes through  to a black chamber beyond. Indy flies off into the darkness.  Gone. Marion clutches her torch at the black hole."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Indy! Where are you?! Please Lord!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "There is a moment that seems an eternity, then Indy appears  like an apparition out of the void."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Come on!"
        }, 
        {
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            }, 
            "text": "He grabs her and helps her over the remains of the wall into -"
        }
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The winding string of connected chambers is revealed to them  only a few feet at a time as their torch lights the way."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "The snakes... are they here?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I guess not. I think I'd be dead."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Do you know where you're going?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Absolutely."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Thank god. Where?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Out."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "They round a corner and flush a covey of bats. Marion screams."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Don't do that. It scares me."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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            }, 
            "text": "Marion gives him a look. They round a corner and begin a  walk through a maze of chambers that present for their  inspection: moldering mummies and stacked sarcophagi; a room  decorated with a thousand human skulls; a wall crawling with  huge scarabaeid beetles. Marion is quite naturally a nervous  wreck; she jumps when Indy grabs her suddenly and points."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Look!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
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                "subj": "WHAT THEY SEE"
            }, 
            "text": "There, coming through the crack in the corner of the next  chamber, is white blessed sunlight."
        }
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            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                    "NEAR AIRSTRIP"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy and Marion peek out into the light from the shadows of  an abandoned excavation. Before them is the improvised  airstrip serving the digs: a crude runway, a tent supply  depot, two fuel tank trucks. Down by the fuel trucks a German  Mechanic is looking skyward. Now Indy and Marion look there  too, drawn by the roaring sound of - A Flying Wing, which is circling over the digs in preparation  to landing. Now a new figure approaches the German Mechanic. It is Gobler;  he yells to the mechanic, indicating the plane."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "GOBLER"
            }, 
            "text": "Get is gassed immediately! It has an  important cargo to take out!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "In the distance, the Flying Wing lands and rolls toward the  men. Gobler spins and heads back toward the main camp, which  is hidden from view by a rise. Indy and Marion watch him go."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "When the Ark gets loaded, we're  already going to be on that plane."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "The Flying Wing rolls up into the space near the fuel trucks.  The German Mechanic puts blue blocks in front of the tires  as the engines continue to roar. Indy and Marion run in a crouch to a hiding spot closer to  the plane, near the supply tent. Suddenly, a Second German  Mechanic appears behind them. He is as surprised as they  are, but recovers quickly and swings a big monkey wrench at  Indy. Indy grabs the swinging arm and the two men tumble out  into the open, wrestling. Marion remains hidden, moving fast  among the crates. The first German Mechanic, who is just pulling the fuel hose  from the tank truck to the plane, sees the combatants and  runs to help his countryman. He is almost upon them when  Indy puts the Second German away with a devastating left -  right - left combination. He turns to find the first German  Mechanic flying at him. The roll toward the rear of the Flying  Wing and its lethally spinning reversed propellers. In the cockpit of the Flying Wing, the Pilot has been fiddling  with his gauges just prior to shutting off his engines. Now  he notices the fight going on outside. The fistfight between Indy and the German Mechanic has taken  on a new stomach-tightening dimension. The men are fighting  and flailing in and out between the spinning props at the  back of the plane's wings. Each man comes within inches of  becoming instant mincemeat. The Pilot slides away the top of his cockpit and stands up.  He pulls a Luger from his side and points it, waiting for a  clear shot at Indy. The German Mechanic kicks Indy away from  him and the Pilot aims his pistol. Suddenly, Marion appears  behind the Pilot, standing on the opposite wing, and bashes  him over the head with one of the blue blocks that was holding  the tires. The Pilot drops down into the cockpit, his body  falling on the throttle. The engines roar louder, revving  up. The plane begins to roll, rotating around its one still- blocked set of tires. Marion grabs onto the cockpit to keep  from slipping into the props. She bends into the cockpit,  trying to pull the Pilot's body off the throttle. No luck.  She grimaces and climbs inside. Her shoulder bumps the top  of the cockpit; it slides tightly shut above her. Under the moving wing, Indy delivers a knockout rightcross  to the German Mechanic which sends him staggering back toward  a roaring propeller. Indy's grimace registers the man's demise  and a fine mist of blood wafts toward him. Indy spins toward  the sound of crumpling metal and sees - The other prop of the Flying Wing slice into a tank truck.  The airplane fuel inside floods out onto the pavement,  surrounding the plane. Indy backpedals away from the plane,  his eyes searching the scene for Marion. Suddenly, he is  shocked to see her in the cockpit. He runs toward her,  skidding through the gasoline."
        }, 
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            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Get out! Get out!"
        }, 
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                "shot type": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "Marion is struggling with the top of the cockpit. She can't  budge it. She's trapped."
        }
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                "ToD": "DAY", 
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                "location": [
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                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Three Armed Nazis stand guard around the wooden crate  containing the Ark. It is sitting near the flopped-open  entrance to the Command Tent and there is furious activity  going on here. Belloq, Shliemann, Gobler, Belzig and assorted  Aides are packing up all the papers and personal items in  preparation for a hasty departure. A large crowd of Arab Diggers is milling about among the  tents. They all want to get a look at the Ark. Sallah is  among them. All at once, there is a earthshaking explosion.  Al eyes turn toward the rise that hides the airstrip. A huge  fireball floats into view over there. Everyone starts running  toward it. Shliemann yells at Belzig and the Armed Nazis."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "Stay with the Ark!"
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                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE RISE ABOVE AIRSTRIP"
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                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Almost all the Arabs and Germans in the digs have congregated  here and are staring at the burning remains of the Flying  Wing. Belloq and Shliemann arrive just as the second fuel  truck blows up. The concussion knocks many of the observers  flat. Belloq, Shliemann and Gobler watch the scene in alarm."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "Sabotage!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "We must get the Ark away from this  place immediately!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "(to Gobler) Have it put on the truck. We'll fly  out of Cairo."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
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            "text": "Gobler snaps his heels, turns to go."
        }, 
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "And Gobler - (Gobler stops) I want plenty of protection."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
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                "shot type": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "Gobler nods and runs off. Shliemann heads back toward camp.  Belloq hesitates a long moment, studying the burning wreckage  with an odd, suspicious look. Finally, he turns and leaves,  passing a nearby stack of barrels. When he has passed, Sallah  appears from among the barrels. He searches the crowd for  his people and starts a broken field run along some tents to  avoid a group of Germans and is running flat-out when someone  sticks out a leg and sends him flipping. Sallah, dust all  over his face, looks angrily toward the concealed culprit.  At once, a flashing white grin splits his darkened face.  Indy and Marion, splotched with soot and oil, are hiding in  the flap of a tent. Sallah runs into their arms and the three  embrace warmly. When they break -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "Holy smoke, my friends! I am so  pleased you are not dead."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Us too."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SALLAH"
            }, 
            "text": "(suddenly remembering) The Ark! They're taking it on a truck  to Cairo."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Where is it?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah gestures to follow and all three run off stealthily  through the mostly deserted camp."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "AMONG THE TENTS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah, Indy and Marion run into a hiding spot behind some  water barrels near the Command Tent. They peek out at this  activity - In the big space near the Command Tent is parked an open  German staff car; inside is a Blond Driver and an Armed Guard.  Directly behind it is a canvas-topped troop truck. At this  moment, Belloq and Shliemann are supervising the careful  placement of the crated Ark in the back of the truck. When  it is securely placed inside, we hear an ominous marching  sound and Nine Armed Nazis appear at a trot from between  some tents and climb into the back of the truck with the  Ark. Behind the water barrels, Sallah and Marion exchange hapless  looks, But Indy just concentrates on - The scene by the truck: Belloq and Shliemann are about to  climb into the front staff car when they pause to check out  the final component of the convoy. Rolling into place behind  the truck is another open staff car. But this one is special -  mounted in the back is a big, black machine gun, manned by a  Gunner. At the wheel of the car is Gobler and next to him  sits Belzig. Sallah and Marion look at Indy. Belloq and Shliemann climb  in the back seat of the front car and the caravan pulls out.  Indy watches it go, thinking hard."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "You two get back to Cairo quick and  get us transportation to England - a  plane, a ship, anything."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "What about you?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I'm going to get that truck. I'll  meet you at Omar's. Be ready for me."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Sallah nods. Marion looks at him like he's nuts. Indy jumps  up, looks around desperately."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "How are you going to get that truck?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(still searching) I don't know. I'm making this up as  I go."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "He runs away between two tents."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "AT THE EDGE OF THE DIGS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "From among the tents, Indy suddenly bursts into view, happily  astride a magnificent white Arabian stallion. He gallops off  across the desert."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE DESERT, (VARIOUS SHOTS)"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy cuts cross-country avoiding the road the convoy has  taken. He leaps gullies, climbs dunes, slides down slopes.  Soon the convoy comes into view far below him. He tears along  a parallel ridge, like an Indian shadowing a wagon train."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "DESERT ROAD"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The convoy is entering rougher country. The narrow mountain  road we've seen earlier ascends ahead. To the side of the  road are tall boulders. Suddenly, Indy shoots out from between  two rocks and rides directly for the truck. The Armed Nazis  in the back of the truck can see nothing because the canvas  hides their view. But Gobler, Belzig and the Gunner in the  rear staff car have a brief line on him. Belzig points and  the Gunner fires away and Indy, the bullets kicking up sand  near Indy's horse. The Armed Guard in the cab of the truck leans out to see  what's happening. Indy has been riding alongside. Now he  stands on the horse and leaps to the cab. In a second, he  has flipped the Armed Guard out of the truck. He slides into  the cab and begins grappling with the Truck Driver. The Truck  Driver tries to hit the brakes, but Indy kicks his foot away  and floors the gas pedal. The truck doubles its speed and  shoots onto the steep mountain road."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "MOUNTAIN ROAD"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Blond Driver of the front staff car sees the truck move  up on him in the rearview mirror and speeds up. Belloq,  Shliemann and the Armed Guard in the car twist around to  look at the struggle in the truck. The Blond Driver begins  what will be a continuing preview of the twists in the road.  He turns his wheel sharply and takes the lead car around a  bend. In the cab of the truck, Indy and the Truck Driver stop their  fight temporarily and cooperate in turning the steering wheel.  The truck barely stays on the road. A full view reveals the incredible geography of this ride.  The convoy in tiny against the spectacular mountainside, the  cliffs drop hundreds of feet. At the wheel of the rear car, Gobler swerves to stay on the  road and accidentally sideswipes a boulder. The Gunner perched  in the back is flipped head over heels out of the car. Gobler  and Belzig are having trouble seeing the road through all  the dust the convoy is kicking up. The lead staff car reaches the summit of the road and barely  makes the hairpin turn there, delivering a destructive blow  to the guard rail that has been placed there. The guard rail  is now bent. In the cab of the truck, Indy and the Truck Driver again  stop trying to choke each other long enough to negotiate the  turn together. The bumper of the truck hits the broken guard  rail and sends it flying off the cliff. The truck, however,  holds the road. In the rear car, Gobler and Belzig are trying to see through  the thick clouds of dust. Suddenly is clears completely.  Unfortunately for them, this happens because their car has  shot out into space at the hairpin turn. They are flying to  their final reward. Belzig, eyes wide behind his evil  spectacles, screams as he goes. In the cab of the truck, the Truck Driver is distracted by  the sight of the flying staff car. Indy plasters him and he  tumbles out. Far, far below, Belzig's staff car explodes on the rocks. In the back of the truck, a TOUGH SERGEANT takes command of  the situation. He picks out six Armed Nazis and motions for  them to start climbing around the outside of the truck to  the cab. With some trepidation the lucky ones begin that  maneuver. The truck is swerving like crazy. In the front staff car, the Armed Guard aims his submachine  guns back at Indy, alone now in the truck's cab. Shliemann  knocks the barrel roughly away."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "(yelling) If anything happens to that Ark,  we're all dead men ! The Fuhrer will  see to it!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy sees this from the cab and reacts by speeding up, putting  even more pressure on the Blond Driver. Along the back of the truck, Armed Nazis are edging up toward  the cab, three on each side. They hang on as the truck rounds  a corner and goes into a straightaway that leads through a  short tunnel. In the cab, Indy has been concentrating on the lead staff  car. Now, just before entering the tunnel, he looks in the  side view mirror and sees the Nazis on his side. A quick  glance to the other mirror reveals the others. As the truck  sweeps into the tunnel, we see Indy just start to turn his  steering wheel - he is going to sideswipe the walls of the  tunnel At the other end of the tunnel, we hear the roar of the two  engine and two long, screeching, scraping sounds. The lead  staff car shoots out of the tunnel, then the truck, its sides  cleaned of Nazis. In the rear of the truck, the Tough Sergeant is looking with  distaste back at the tunnel. There remains only him and two  Armed Nazis with the Ark. He sends these two climbing up  over the top of the truck. In the lead car, the Blond Driver is being pressed hard by  Indy, who now edges up to bump them from the rear. Suddenly  the Armed Guard next to the Driver sees the two Armed Nazis  appear on the top of the truck. Without thinking, he starts  to point them out to Shliemann, then realizes his stupidity. In the cab, Indy has seen this and is at first mystified. He  checks his sideview mirrors. Then he figures it out and slams  on his brakes. The brakes lock, the wheels burn and the truck  skids to a dusty halt. The two Armed Nazis fly off the truck,  over the cab to the road in front. Indy immediately hits the  gas again. The two Armed Nazis, just aiming their weapons,  get wiped out. In the rear of the truck, the crated Ark is bouncing all  alone, no one in sight, because - The Tough Sergeant is on the top of the truck, making his  way steadily forward. This guy clearly knows what he's doing.  A submachine gun is slung across his back. The truck and the staff car race through a series of S-curves.  In the staff car, Belloq and Shliemann spot the Tough Sergeant  as he reaches the front of the truck's top and begins to  lower his submachine gun barrel toward the cab. Indy is  unaware. Belloq and Shliemann exchange looks. Then Shliemann  yells to the Armed Guard in the front seat. The Tough Sergeant has a line on Indy. He points his gun.  The Armed Guard blasts away at the truck. The Tough Sergeant  dies in a hail of bullets and flies off. Indy, who has ducked at the gunfire, is confused. But when  he sees the Armed Guard up front lower his gun, Indy again  floors it and begins bumping the staff car in earnest. The road is almost down to a level now. In the distance -  Cairo. The road takes a little dogleg just before reaching  level ground again. Just as the staff car is about to make  the turn, Indy smashes them from behind. The staff car flies  off the road and down a twenty foot embankment. Indy takes  the truck speeding down the road and off toward Cairo. In the staff car, the occupants are bruised but safe.  Shliemann points at the departing truck and yells at the  Blond Driver. The staff car fishtails out of its sandy resting  place and takes off after the truck."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "OUTSKIRTS OF CAIRO, (VARIOUS SHOTS)"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy has an ever-decreasing lead on the staff car as the  race thunders into the narrow streets. People and animals  leap out of the way; carts and barrels go flying helter  skelter. Indy takes the truck down a street so narrow there  are only inches to spare on each side. Pedestrians jump into  doorways."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "OMAR'S SQUARE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "When the truck clears the narrow street, it is in a small  square. Omar's garage is gaping open on the opposite side.  Indy hits the brakes and the truck skids across the square  and into the garage. The garage door slams shut and tenting  drops from the building to hide the door. Various Arabs,  friends of Omar, rush out with fruit carts and baskets and  set up a mini-bazaar in seconds. Two Arab Boys sweep the  tracks of the truck into oblivion. They throw aside their  brooms just as the staff car appears from the narrow street.  Belloq and Shliemann look around desperately as the Blond  Driver steers the car through the square and out the other  side."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "CAIRO DOCKS"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The waterfront is dark and misty. An old tramp steamer, the  BANTU WIND, sits by the pier. Several fierce Black African  Pirates, the crewmembers, are taking on final stores. A small light illuminates the top of the gangplank. In its  circle, Indy and Marion exchange long, warm embraces with  Sallah. A short distance away the ship's Captain, a handsome,  powerful black named SIMON KATANGA, watches from the rail,  smoking a pipe."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "transition", 
            "head_text": {
                "transition": "DISSOLVE TO:"
            }, 
            "text": ""
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "OPEN SEA", 
                    "THE MEDITERRANEAN"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Bantu Wind is bathed in moonlight as it cuts across even  seas."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "INDY'S CABIN"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy comes in, takes off his hat, jacket, whip and holster.  The door which connects this cabin to the next opens and  Marion appears. She is carrying a half-full glass of liquor,  but what you notice is the long, snow-white, high-necked  nightgown she is wearing. It is very prim. Very innocent.  And very sexy. Marion does a slightly embarrassed model's  turn for Indy."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "I have a feeling I'm not the first  woman to travel with these pirates.  There's a whole wardrobe in there."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "It's lovely."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy sits on the cot, takes off his boots. He leans back  against the wall and rubs his eyes. Marion sits on the bed,  leans back against the wall with him and looks down at her  white nightgown. She chuckles."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "I feel like a virgin bride in this."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "That's what you look like."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(takes a drink) There are some things you can  recapture in this life, but that  isn't one of them."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What would you like to recapture?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "(after a long pause) Nothing. That is the way it is."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "He watches her closely as she drains her glass and puts it  down."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Did I ever say I was sorry I burned  down your tavern?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "She turns so their lips are very close."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "No. Then again, I burned up that  plane."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "You saved my life."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "And you saved mine."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Seems things have worked out kind of  even."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "That's the way I like them."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Maybe we should consider all past  accounts closed."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion thinks about this a long time."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "No. Not yet."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What else?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "She looks into his eyes. A smile jumps from her lips to his.  He kisses her and they sink slowly to the cot."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "IN THE HOLD"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The ship's rats are agitated. They tremble and chatter at  the edges of the compartment, darting about. Out in the center  of the hold, sitting all by itself, is the crated Ark. HUM-M-"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "M-M"
            }, 
            "text": ""
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "INDY'S CABIN"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion awakes with a start, alone in the cot. Something's  wrong. The ship is quiet. Indy is strapping on his holster.  He pulls his ship and jacket from a hook."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "What is it?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "The engines have shut down."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Why?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "I'm going to find out."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "LOWER DECK"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy runs toward the bow, then climbs some steps four at a  time. A MESSENGER PIRATE is hurrying to get him, but flies  by him on the steps. By the time the Pirate stops himself,  Indy is gone."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MESSENGER PIRATE"
            }, 
            "text": "Mister Jones! The Captain he say -"
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE BRIDGE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Captain Katanga is looking with concern ahead of the ship.  Indy appears behind him."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What's wrong?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "KATANGA"
            }, 
            "text": "You have most important friends."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Katanga turns quickly, pointing with a sweeping hand. Indy  looks. Arrayed in a rough semicircle around the ship are ten  German Wolf Submarines. All of their deck guns are manned  and trained on the Bantu Wind. Worse, at least five heavily- armed boarding parties in rafts are closing quickly on the  ship."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Holy shit."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "KATANGA"
            }, 
            "text": "(fast) I sent my man for you. You and the  girl must disappear. We have a place  in the hold. Go, my friend!"
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "UPPER DECK"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy tears along the deck. He looks over the rail and sees  two Nazi rafts already next to the ship."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "LOWER DECK"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy flies down some stairs and starts to round a corner.  Suddenly he throws himself backwards, out of view. Three  uniformed Nazis are clustered near a cabin door holding the  Messenger Pirate. Now two more come out of the cabin trying  to maintain their grasp on a kicking, yelling Marion. She is  still wearing her white nightgown. More Nazis clamber onto  the deck and head toward Indy, slamming open doors, rousting  Pirates, spouting racial epithets. Indy steps backwards and  fades into the maze of the ship."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE BANTU WINDS, (VARIOUS SHOTS)"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT. / INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The ship is swarming with Nazis. The Black Pirates are herded  forward, subjected to rough physical and verbal abuse by the  Aryan Supermen. The Pirates are clearly under orders not to  resist, but not one of these strong men likes it. They'd  gladly give their lives to rip the throat out of a few Krauts.  In the hold, the door slams open and Nazis pour in; they  smile at the sight of the crated Ark."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE BRIDGE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Captain Katanga watches as his crew is crowded into a circle  of Nazis on the wide deck below him. He is surrounded by  Belloq, Shliemann, and several Nazis, two of whom are holding  Marion. Now the Nazis from the hold appear on the lower deck  carrying the crated Ark by means of the long poles. Belloq's  eyes shine at the sight."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "Take it aboard the Wurrfler!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "And be very careful!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Ark is taken away."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "(to a Sergeant below) What about Jones?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SERGEANT"
            }, 
            "text": "Not a trace yet, sir!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "KATANGA"
            }, 
            "text": "Jones is dead."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq and Shliemann regard him suspiciously."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "KATANGA"
            }, 
            "text": "We killed him. He was of no use to  us. The girl, however, has certain  value where we are headed. She will  bring a very good price. If that  cargo you have taken was your goal,  then go in peace with it. But leave  us the girl. It will reduce our loss  on this trip."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "Savage. You are not in a position to  ask for anything. We will take what  we wish and then decide whether or  not to blow your ship from the water."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Belloq steps forward and puts a proprietary hand on Marion's  arm, fixing Shliemann with a steady look."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "That girl goes with me. It will be  part of my compensation. I'm sure  the Fuhrer would approve."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann considers."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "If she fails to please me, you can  do with her as you wish."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "This appeals to Shliemann's nature. He signals his agreement  with a gesture. Belloq ushers Marion away with her two  keepers."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "transition", 
            "head_text": {
                "transition": "DISSOLVE TO:"
            }, 
            "text": ""
        }
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "\"THE WURRFLER\"", 
                    "CONNING TOWER"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Nazis have returned to their subs. Shliemann is on the  bridge with the WURRFLER'S CAPTAIN and the Captain's Aides.  The Captain is an honorable career Navy man."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "THE WURRFLER'S CAPTAIN"
            }, 
            "text": "Colonel Shliemann, all torpedoes are  loaded."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann nods and continues to stare at the Bantu Wind, as  does the Captain. The Pirate crew is all lined across the  bow. Towering above the others, standing on the rail, proud  and defiant, is Katanga. Shliemann looks at the Wurrfler's  Captain a moment."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "What do you think, Captain?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "THE WURRFLER'S CAPTAIN"
            }, 
            "text": "(earnestly) I think not, Colonel. Nothing is to  be gained. We are not at war."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann mulls this, then turns to the hatch."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "...yet. Let the vermin live. We must  be on our way."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann disappears down the hatch. The Captain is very  pleased. A Radioman speaks into his headset, then follows  the other Aides down the hatch. In the distance the other  subs begin to move away from the ship. The Captain, alone on  the bridge, looks once more at Katanga. On the Bantu Wind, Katanga executes what might be taken for  a salute. The Wurrfler's Captain smiles, salutes crisply, then goes  below, pulling the hatch closed. Immediately, the Wurrfler  begins to move. And as it does, we see the rail at the aft  of the main deck. From nowhere, a wet sleeve appears and a  hand grabs the rail! Indy pulls his dripping body onto the sub's main deck. He  has lost his felt hat once and for all. Other than that, his  outfit is the same as always, just wetter. Suddenly, water  is washing over his feet; the Wurrfler is beginning to  submerge. Indy runs through quickly deepening water toward  the haven of the conning tower. Halfway there, he slips and  goes down. Only by grabbing the base of the aftmast light  does he keep from being swept away. He struggles to his feet  and sloshes through knee-deep water to the base of the conning  tower. Indy climbs the ladder to the bridge of the conning tower  and looks down. The water is rising toward his fast. Indy  climbs the ladder to the top of the turret and braces himself  between the two uprights there - the 7 foot radio mast and  the 20 foot periscope. Still the ocean comes up to meet him.  Soon the top of the turret is under water and the radio mast  is disappearing. Indy shifts his grip to the periscope,  working his way up it and hanging on for dear life as the  ocean whips at his body. The periscope is quickly going under.  Indy hangs on to the top three feet, all that remains above. The forward movement of the sub continues, but, to Indy's  slowly dawning delight, the dive stops. No more of the  periscope goes under. Indy smiles; it's a pretty good smile,  too, given the circumstances. Indy pulls out his bullwhip  and begins tying himself to the periscope."
        }
    ], 
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        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "AFTERNOON", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE PERISCOPE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The sun warms that part of his body Indy has contrived to  keep out of the water. The rest floats out behind. Indy isn't  comfortable, but all in all, it's not as terrible as he might  have feared."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "transition", 
            "head_text": {
                "transition": "DISSOLVE TO:"
            }, 
            "text": ""
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DUSK", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE PERISCOPE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "It's as terrible as Indy might have feared. He looks wasted.  Waterlogged and exhausted. The wet leather of the whip is  contracting and he must struggle constantly to keep it from  cutting into his skin."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "transition", 
            "head_text": {
                "transition": "DISSOLVE TO:"
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            "text": ""
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE OCEAN"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Several shark fins cut the surface, appearing and disappearing  in the bright moonlight. They are shadowing -"
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE PERISCOPE"
                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy looks through barely open eyes at the sharks running  alongside. There is nothing to be done. His eyes close."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "transition", 
            "head_text": {
                "transition": "FADE OUT:"
            }, 
            "text": ""
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "FADE IN"
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            "text": ""
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            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "NIGHT", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                ], 
                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The submarine has stopped. The water is calm. The moon is  bright. A gentle swell splashes Indy awake. He blinks, tries  to regain his senses. He makes an inventory of his body.  Surprised to find himself intact, his spirits lift. Some  hidden reserve of energy flows through him. He frees his  aching arms from the wet leather of his whip, leaving only  one loop around his waist to hold him to the sub. He rubs  his hands and stretches. Once again, he has survived. To  fight again. He looks around."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
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                "shot type": [
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            }, 
            "text": "A lovely island. No sign of man's presence. The sub has  stopped at the mouth of a wide cove completely ringed by  tall white rock cliffs. Suddenly the sub begins to move again.  It is headed directly toward the center of the cliffs. Indy  holds on, mystified, alert. When the cliffs are very close,  the sub begins to dive."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Damn!"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "He thinks hard. Inspiration hits just before the water. Indy  flips his leather jacket up over his head and holds the jacket  out in front of him. His head is hidden by the jacket as he  goes under water."
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "INT"
            }, 
            "text": "The sub enters an underwater tunnel that penetrates into the  cliffs. Indy is held to the periscope by his crossed legs  and the whip. His impromptu air bubble is working, but it's  a struggle to maintain it. The sub begins to cut through think marine vegetation. Each  dangling growth pulls at Indy's body and slaps at his leather  bubble. Now a clump of entwined seaweed rips the leather out  of his hands and his bubble of air rises away. Indy hangs  on, holding his breath, but the vegetation gets denser.  Finally, it pulls him off the periscope. The sub moves on,  disappearing ahead. Indy rises desperately through the dark water, his hand  outstretched. Then, almost simultaneously, hand and head hit  solid rock. But no air. Indy feels along the ceiling of rock.  Nothing. It's all submerged. Indy dives, stroking deep into the tunnel. When he has  descended 15 feet, he grabs a vine and steadies himself. His  eyes search the dim roof of the tunnel. He sees his last  hope in the distance - a small blue circle, an air pocket.  He swims for it. In the air pocket, Indy's head breaks the surface and smashes  into rock again. The pocket is only six inches deep. No  matter. Indy loves it. He'd like to move in. He gulps air."
        }
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            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "THE SUB BASE", 
                    "DOCKING BAY"
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Wurrfler has arrived at an extraordinary base built in  the hollow interior of the island. This chamber, with the  docking bay, is almost all water. A huge natural cavern, it  has been reinforced and enlarged by the Germans. The Wurrfler sits surfaced at the dock. The Ark has been  unloaded and placed on a cart. Shliemann, Belloq and Marion  have just disembarked and been met by a Nazi contingent from  the base. Marion looks worse for the trip. Her white nightgown  is now ripped and smudged. One of the greeting Nazis, a TALL CAPTAIN, salutes Shliemann  and Belloq. As he speaks to them, we notice that right behind  this group, just above a great deal of sub unloading activity,  Indy's whip hangs from the periscope. Working Nazis pass  within feet of it unaware; the Tall Captain would see it in  a moment if he were not so focused on the new arrivals."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "TALL CAPTAIN"
            }, 
            "text": "(to Belloq) The tents have been arranged in  accordance with your radioed  instructions, sir."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Good. We must take the Ark there  now."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann looks a little unhappy about this exchange, but  says nothing. The group moves swiftly toward the end of a  mine train arrangement. The train, consisting of small,  separate, electric-powered cars, sits on a track which  disappears into a tunnel cut in the rock. On the turret of the Wurrfler, the Wurrfler's Captain lights  a cigarette as he watches the mine train disappear, then  returns his attention to the activity on the dock. He leans  idly against the periscope, his head two feet below Indy's  dangling whip. Something catches his eye, he yells an order  and climbs down from the turret to deal with the matter. We  hold on the whip for a long moment, until its owner's hand  appears and quickly reclaims it."
        }
    ], 
    [
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "TRAIN TUNNEL"
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Ark and its entourage are moving slowly up the tight  dark tunnel, their way lit by intermittent lanterns. The  tunnel is irregular, but generally about 7 feet wide. It's  height varies from an average of about 7 feet to a low of  only about 4.5 feet at the points (every 40 feet) where  support beams cross the track. The result is that there is  only about a foot of clearance above the mine cars at those  points; passengers must duck to keep from being hit in the  head. Shliemann, looking worried, and Belloq, very excited,  are focused on the Ark in the car ahead."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "I am uncomfortable with the thought  of this - (spitting it out) Jewish ritual. Are you sure it's  necessary?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "(playing him) Let me ask you this - Would you be  more comfortable opening the Ark in  Berlin - for the Fuhrer - and finding  out only then if the sacred pieces  of the Covenant are inside? Knowing,  only then, whether you have  accomplished your mission and obtained  the one, true Ark?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann doesn't like any of his alternatives. He looks at  Belloq with some suspicion as the train comes into bright  light."
        }
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "COMMAND CENTER"
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "A second natural cavern, even bigger than the first, has  been worked over by the Germans into a rectangular, three- story high supply center around a huge, open, center court.  Uniformed Nazi Soldiers are everywhere, wrangling supplies  and ammunition, monitoring electronic equipment. At the far  end of the court, a second train tunnel disappears into the  rock. Across the open court, Belloq sees his destination: a large,  brilliant white silk tent has been erected in the midst of  all this hardware. It looks incongruous, and more than a  little eerie. It is the Tabernacle."
        }
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy is making his way up the tunnel. He hears cars coming  from up ahead and steps into the shadows. A mine car passes  with several laughing Nazis. Indy continues on his way."
        }
    ], 
    [
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The light in here is lovely, unearthly. Oil lamps burn. The  Tabernacle is really several concentric, silk tents, which  creates a flowing maze effect. The innermost tent has at its  center a 3-foot high, tapestry-covered altar. Belloq watches  with gleaming, obsessed eyes as two Nazis carefully lift the  actual Ark out of its crate by means of the long poles. The  Ark dazzles the eye, seeming to glow gold in this strange  light. The two Nazis place it carefully on the altar.  Shliemann and some Aides hang back. Marion is nowhere to be  seen."
        }
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            }, 
            "text": "Indy makes a fast break from the shadows of the tunnel to  the protection of a high stack of supplies. He climbs the  back of the stack, peeks over and surveys the area."
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            "text": "In addition to the Tabernacle, the second train tunnel  entrance, and all the activity, Indy's glance rests  momentarily on a large, heavy metal door halfway down one  wall toward the Tabernacle. It bears the words, in German: "
        }, 
        {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
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                "subj": "\"DANGER"
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            "text": "Indy continues to scan the scene."
        }
    ], 
    [
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
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            "text": "In the central area with the Ark, Shliemann and the other  Nazis wait impatiently, eyeing the Ark with some discomfort.  Belloq is not visible, because at the moment he is - In the folds of the Tabernacle, the silk of the tents  undulating around him. The light is even stranger, the scene  almost dreamlike. With the help of the Tall Captain, Belloq  lets an extraordinary, gold-embroidered, ceremonial robe  fall over his head and onto his body. Belloq looks  transported, possessed. The Tall Captain unlatches a wooden  case and takes from it a sturdy ivory rod about 5 feet long,  elaborately engraved. Belloq takes it from him, turns and  slips back through the silk. The Tall Captain stays in the  folds. Back in the central area, Shliemann and the other Nazis are  taken aback by Belloq's appearance in the robe. They exchange  looks. From one knot of men there is muttering about \"Juden\"  and such, but when Belloq turns a fiery gaze on them there  is immediate silence. Shliemann looks uncertain in this  presence. Belloq approaches the Ark. He stops a few feet from it and  begins murmuring an invocation in Hebrew. After a few moments  of this he advances a step and is about to place the ivory  rod in a notch under the lid of the Ark itself. The end of  the rod is an inch from the notch when - Indy steps into the Tabernacle. On his shoulder is a bazooka  and it is aimed directly at the Ark."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Hold it. (the Nazi react) One move from anybody and I blow  that box back to Moses."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann makes it clear to the other Nazis that Indy is to  be obeyed."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Jones, your persistence surprises  even me. You are going to give  mercenaries a bad name."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "What about you? Talked to God yet? (Belloq's eyes flash) Where's the girl?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "Doctor Jones, surely you don't think  you can escape from this base."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "That depends on how reasonable we're  all willing to be. All I want is the  girl. We'll keep possession of the  Ark only till we've got safe transport  to England. Then it's all yours."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "If we refuse?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Then the Ark and some of us are going  up in a big bang. I don't think Hitler  would like that a bit. Now I don't  want to talk about this anymore.  Show me that girl in five seconds or -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Tall Captain flies out of the silk and takes Indy down  by the neck. The bazooka clatters across the cement floor as  two other Nazis help subdue Indy. The three Nazis take Indy's  pistol from his holster and raise him roughly in their grasp."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "Jones, this is the second time I  have seen you looking very foolish."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "It's a bad habit. I'm trying to break  it."
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann draws his Luger."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "I'll help you. This time I'll kill  you myself."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann raises the pistol."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "No! Not in the presence of the Ark!  Take him outside."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann eyes Belloq, then the Ark. He lowers the pistol,  motions for the Nazis to take Indy out ahead of him. They  stop a moment only when Belloq speaks."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BELLOQ"
            }, 
            "text": "Indiana Jones, I salute you. I am  even a little sorry you will miss  this moment."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Thanks. If you talk to Him, tell Him  I'm on my way up."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann motions them out and follows. Belloq turns back to  the Ark, raising the ivory rod."
        }
    ], 
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            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann, the Tall Captain, Indy and the two Nazis holding  him emerge from the Tabernacle. Shliemann points to a nearby  wall and the group starts that way with Shliemann and the  Tall Captain slightly ahead."
        }
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                "terior": "INT.", 
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            }, 
            "text": "Belloq has the ivory rod inserted in the notch under the lid  of the Ark. He utters a short phrase in Hebrew and begins to  press down on his end of the rod. The lid of the Ark begins  to lift. It's difficult work. Belloq puts his whole weight  into one big press on his end and the lid opens two feet. Inside the Ark of the Covenant is a preview of the end of  the world. A light so bright, a power so fearsome, a charge  so jolting, that there is nothing in our world to compare to  it. It's as though this magnificent golden box has been  gathering electric energy for three thousand years, waiting  for just this crack of the lid to release it all in one fast,  cleansing explosion of pure force. Blinding arcs of light shoot out across the Tabernacle  instantly killing all the Nazis inside and turning the white  silk to flame. But it is Belloq in his obsession who takes  the full blast. His whole body seems lit by a million volt  current and, for a moment, his complete form is white, then  blue, then maybe green, but it is hard to tell because our  eyes are blinded now too. Two aspects of this ghastly,  beautiful display are somehow communicated in the chaos,  although the communication is subliminal. First, that Belloq,  in the instant of his destruction, has experienced some kind  of sublime, transcendental knowledge. If a death's-head can  smile and look satisfied, that is how Belloq's incandescent  face would be described. Secondly, this event is accompanied  by a sound like no other. A sound so intense and so odd and  so haunting that the suggestible among us might imagine it  were the whisper of God."
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                "terior": "INT.", 
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            }, 
            "text": "Chaos. Shliemann and the Tall Captain have been temporarily  blinded by the light from the Tabernacle. Indy makes short  work of his two escorts. He bashes their heads together.  When only one goes down at this, Indy uses the handle of his  bullwhip, which has appeared instantly in his hand, to put  the second one down. Shliemann, hand on his eyes, aims his Luger blindly at the  scuffle. Indy pushes the Tall Captain at Shliemann, who fires  on impact, killing the Tall Captain. Indy knocks out  Shliemann. Behind Indy, the brilliant light and weird noise of the Ark  have suddenly ceased, but the Tabernacle is ablaze and the  fire has quickly spread to stacks of supplies on either side.  Smoke is already starting to fill the cavern. Nazis are  running around, yelling for firefighting water. A burning  crate at the side of the Tabernacle is pushed over, only to  knock over a drum of heavy black oil. A river of flame shoots  across the cement. Indy grabs a rifle with bayonet from the prostrate body of  one of his former escorts and runs back into the flaming  Tabernacle."
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                "terior": "INT.", 
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            "text": "Indy jumps through the flames into what is now a tent of  fire. He looks around at the dead bodies, then at the Ark.  The lid has slammed down shut again and the Ark shines gold  in the flames. Before it, where Belloq once stood, is a pile  of ash and charred debris. Indy registers this, then continues  to scan the scene."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "Marion! Marion, can you hear me?"
        }, 
        {
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            "text": "Suddenly, Indy looks as - The far side of the Tabernacle burns completely away,  revealing Marion, tied spread-eagle between two upright posts.  Her nightgown is now in tatters, black with soot. She is  gagged, but her eyes are screaming, focused on the flaming  river of black oil which is about to engulf her feet. Indy rushes toward her, unaware of a uniformed Nazi who has  appeared from the flames. Marion looks up to see Indy and  the Nazi leveling his submachine gun at Indy. She motions  desperately with her eyes. Indy dives and rolls through the  flames just as the Nazi opens fire. From the floor, Indy  blasts the Nazi. The river of burning oil is only a foot from Marion. Indy jumps up and runs toward the bound Marion, his bayonet  aimed directly at her. Her wide eyes flash between the flames  and the shining blade. Expertly, Indy slashes down both sides  at Marion, cutting all four bindings. Marion falls backwards,  away from the flames, but before she hits the ground, Indy  is there, catching her in his arms. They embrace. They kiss. They break."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Hi."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Oh, Indy! Thank god you're here."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Glad I could make it."
        }, 
        {
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            "text": "Indy rises, pulling her up with him. The Tabernacle is burning  away so fast that soon Indy and Marion will be completely  exposed. Indy rushes over and grabs the submachine gun and a  Luger from the dead Nazi."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Let's get out of here."
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "What about the Ark?"
        }, 
        {
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            }, 
            "text": "Indy stops, startled by her spunky attitude. He's considering  their changes."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Are you game?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Hell yes! We've made it this far."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(grins at her) Okay. Let's do it."
        }, 
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            }, 
            "text": "They approach the altar through the dying flames, Indy  slinging the submachine gun over his back. The long carrying  poles are still in place."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Whatever you do, don't touch it.  Let's put it on the floor."
        }, 
        {
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            }, 
            "text": "Marion nods. Each taking an end with the poles, they lift  the Ark from the altar and lower it to the floor. Marion  grunts under the weight. Indy registers this, hands her the  submachine gun. He pulls out his whip, motions her back, and  sweeps the whip tightly around the body of the Ark. The whip  wraps snugly around the plaiting and Indy ties it off. The  Ark is now harnessed to the whip handle. Indy gives it an  experimental pull and the Ark slides across the smooth cement.  Indy indicates the direction of the second train tunnel."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "We'll go down that side. Shoot anyone  who looks at us crosseyed."
        }
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
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                "terior": "INT.", 
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            }, 
            "text": "Two huge stacks of goods are ablaze and the Nazis are having  trouble getting water to them. The Nazis main concern at  this point is an enormous, neat stack of wooden cartridge  boxes which are piled down the wall from one of the already  blazing, and now teetering, stacks of general goods. Nervous  Nazis are moving the heavy cartridge boxes as fast as they  can, but it's slow work and the threatening fire is close. Indy and Marion make their way along the side of the center  court, Indy grimacing with the strain of pulling the Ark.  One Nazi stops directly in front of them, looking at them  queerly. Indy knocks him out with the butt of his Luger just  as Marion is about to fire. Out in the court, Shliemann has regained his eyesight. Now  he crouches, scanning the scene desperately for Indy. He  looks into the remains of the Tabernacle and spots the empty  altar. Beyond it, the unoccupied posts where Marion was bound. At the entrance to the second train tunnel, Indy and Marion  struggle to lift the Ark into a mine car. Marion has the  submachine gun slung over her back. The Ark drops heavily  into the bottom of the car. The noise attracts the attention  of five water-carrying Nazis. They see what's going on and  reach for their side-arms. Indy grabs Marion, pulls her in  front of him - as though to use her as a shield - and flips  the submachine gun, still on her back, toward the Nazis. He opens fire, turning Marion's body so he can mow all five  down. Shliemann spins around and looks at the tunnel entrance. He  points at Indy and Marion, who have just hopped into the  mine car with the Ark."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "SHLIEMANN"
            }, 
            "text": "Stop them! Kill them!"
        }, 
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            "text": "A dozen Nazis spin and look at the mine car. Marion is just  leveling the submachine gun. Indy pushes forward the throttle  and the mine car moves toward the tunnel, picking up speed.  As the Nazis raise their guns to fire, Marion and Indy both  open up, peppering the area with lead. As the mine car is  about to disappear into the tunnel -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "(to Marion) Get down!"
        }, 
        {
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            }, 
            "text": "As the car disappears, bullets pock the entrance of the  tunnel. Shliemann runs up with three Nazis. They jump into  the next mine car and take off, disappearing into the tunnel. Over at the burning stack of goods, some terrified fire- fighters scurry away as the burning pile of general goods  falls over onto the stack of cartridge boxes. The wooden  boxes immediately start burning. Many of the Nazis just want  to get out of there, but a couple of disciplined OFFICERS  are trying to salvage the situation. They point to the far  side of the court, the walls are lines with oil and gas drums."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "OFFICER"
            }, 
            "text": "We must cover the drums! Protect  them from the bullets!"
        }, 
        {
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                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "INDY AND MARION WITH SHLIEMANN AND THE NAZIS"
            }, 
            "text": "We see a most extraordinary pursuit. This tunnel is of  identical design to the first, except more twisty. This early  section goes slightly uphill, as though headed for the summit  of a rollercoaster. The low cross beams and the higher  sections in between are causing the Nazis to alternately  stand and duck in their efforts to get a clear shot at the  lead car. One German times it wrong and gets whacked. Indy  in unhappy with the speed of his car and he's right, the  Nazis are moving faster and gaining. When both cars are in  the same high section, the Nazis blast away at them. The  noise is deafening, with barking guns, splintering rock, and  twanging ricochets contributing to the din. As Marion fires  a return volley low over the Ark, Indy kicks at the throttle,  convinced it is jammed."
        }
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            }, 
            "text": "The Officers are directing the placement of every moveable  item in front of the oil drums. Desks, crates, chairs, food,  all are heaped in front of the fuel. All the workers cast  frequent nervous glances back at the burning cartridge boxes  across the court. Suddenly the worst begins to happen at the  cartridge boxes. Hundreds of thousands of live cartridges  begin exploding, flying around the court like shrapnel. Hot  lead begins to zing off the exposed fuel drums, leaving big  dents."
        }
    ], 
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                "shot type": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "The car with Indy and Marion looks almost sluggish compared  to the pursuing Nazi car as they both make their way into an  usually long straightaway. Marion discards her empty  submachine gun as Indy kicks at his throttle and casts a  worried look back at Shliemann. Shliemann, sensing victory, smiles evilly and carefully takes  aim. Indy and Marion will be easy targets until they reach  that approaching low cross beam, which is the crest of the  rising tunnel."
        }
    ], 
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                "shot type": [
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": "FUEL DRUM"
            }, 
            "text": "A fuel drum, already pocked by bullets is finally penetrated  by high velocity hot lead. It explodes in a ball of flame.  And then its neighbor. Then all is exploding flame."
        }
    ], 
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            }, 
            "text": "Shliemann and his cohorts hear the explosions behind them  and look back that way. Indy kicks the throttle one more time and it goes! Their car  doubles its speed and shoots under the low cross beam at the  same instant as - A huge dragon of all-consuming fire shoots up the tunnel  behind the Nazis, catches their car and incinerates Shliemann  and his men. The tunnel collapses in this section, burying  the fried Nazis forever."
        }
    ], 
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        {
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                "terior": "INT.", 
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            }, 
            "text": "Indy and Marion look back at the low cross beam as the last  tongue of flame makes it there and then is doused by falling  rock and dirt. They look at each other, then turn their  attention back to their own predicament. Their mine car is  going incredible fast as it moves into a downward section of  wildly twisting tunnel."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Slow it down!"
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
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            }, 
            "text": "Indy is already pulling the throttle. It moves easily.  Unfortunately, it is no longer attached to the motor. The  mine car is out of control. After several moments, far ahead,  appears a circle of bright daylight - the end of the tunnel!  It approaches at a frightening rate. Indy reaches out and  grasps Marion's hand. They exchange looks and then turn to  look ahead."
        }, 
        {
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                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "We're taking this last stretch with them. It's a familiar  nightmare. It has to do with a rollercoaster that ends  suddenly and disastrously. The shocking brightness of sunlight  rushes up to engulf us, blinding us in its glare."
        }
    ], 
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
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                "terior": "EXT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "High up on the slope of the island, Indy and Marion's mine  car shoots out of the black tunnel and roars down toward a  little dock at the end of the tracks. A small Nazi transport launch, carefully disguised as a Greek  fishing boat, sits bobbing by the dock. The only human: a  Nazi Sentry dressed as a Greek peasant. He is perched on a  pile of seed bags which are stacked at the very end of the  train tracks. As the mine car barrels noisily down toward  him, he throws away some burlap to reveal a mounted machine  gun which he spins quickly around toward the approaching  mine car. He opens fire. In the out-of-control mine car, Indy pulls Marion down with  him. They are squashed into the corner trying to avoid contact  with the bouncing Ark. Bullets clang against the outside of  the car and whiz inches overhead. Indy and Marion are forced  into a tighter and tighter embrace of life. At the machine gun post, the Nazi Sentry has been firing  like crazy, but now there is terror in his eyes. He realizes  the car is not going to stop. He lacks faith in his  stronghold. Too late. The mine car smashes into the seed bag bunker. And right on  through. The Nazi Sentry, his machine gun and a dozen bursting  seed bags are slammed into the ocean in a wild, hurtling  mass. The mine car jumps, bounces and spins around, then  slides to a stop in a cloud of seed at the edge of the water."
        }
    ], 
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
                    "COMMAND CENTER"
                ], 
                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Fire. Everywhere. No sign of life. A large gaping doorway,  flames ringing it, blazing into the room beyond. Hanging by  one hinge there, its metal blasted and jagged, is a heavy  door with the signed lettering, in German, \"DANGER - "
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": "MUNITIONS\""
            }, 
            "text": "The first explosion happens. It's a baby compared to what's  coming yet it rocks the earth. It's terrible. And then, almost  immediately, another. The long, irregular, ever larger chain  of explosions begins."
        }
    ], 
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            }, 
            "text": "The island rumbles and shakes. From fissures and small natural  caves, dirt and rock shoot out like spraying water. Still  the explosion continue. A huge chunk of white cliff falls  away into the turbulent sea. Birds scream and soar, afraid  to land. Finally, we settle on a full shot of the island. We can  recognize that the small opening high on the slope from which  a cloud of smoke and dust is billowing is the end of the  mine tunnel. And there below it, quite small from this  distance is the dock. And the boat that looks like a Greek  fishing boat. There can be no mistake even from this far  away - the boat is chugging out to sea."
        }
    ], 
    [
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            "head_text": {
                "ToD": "DAY", 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": [
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                "terior": "INT.", 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Indy, Brody, and Marion, looking very stylish, are seated in  Colonel Musgrove's huge office. Sun pours in a window, through  which Washington can be seen sparkling across the Potomac.  Everything is neat and clean and regular. Including the three  men who are arrayed around the office. Two we know - Col.  Musgrove and Maj. Eaton. The third is an unnamed Bureaucrat.  He hangs back, smiling and genial, his features obscured by  the glare of the window. He doesn't say anything, yet you  have a sense that the others defer to him in the matter at  hand. He is the essence of all that is Byzantine and  inscrutable in our scrubbed government machine. Indy and Brody are dissatisfied with the way the meeting has  gone. Marion, on the other hand, is very happy and eager to  get out of there. Eaton's manner is irritatingly cheery."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "You've done your country a great  service."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "And we trust you found the settlement  satisfactory?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Quite."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "Good, good. (glances around at  the others) Then I guess that about does it."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "BRODY"
            }, 
            "text": "When can we have the Ark?"
        }, 
        {
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            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Eaton's glance flicks over to the mysterious Bureaucrat,  then back to Brody."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "I thought we answered that. It's  someplace very safe -"
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "(heated) That's a powerful force. Research  should be done -"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "Oh, it will be, Dr. Jones, I assure  you. We have top men working on it  right now."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Who?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "Top men."
        }, 
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            "head_text": {
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            "text": "Indy exchanges a look with Brody."
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            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "We may be able to help."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "EATON"
            }, 
            "text": "We appreciate that. And we won't  hesitate to call on you."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MUSGROVE"
            }, 
            "text": "(dismissing them) Thank you all. Thank you again."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
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                "shot type": null, 
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            "text": "Indy looks them over coldly. He gets up, sullen."
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            }, 
            "text": "Indy, Brody and Marion emerge from the building. Brody bids  them farewell and moves off in another direction. Marion  clings to Indy's arm in an energetic, very feminine way,  scolding him."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "MARION"
            }, 
            "text": "Well they aren't going to tell you,  so why don't you just forget it. I'd  think you'd had enough of that damn  Ark. Just put your mind on something  else."
        }, 
        {
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            "text": "Indy stops, looking across the river, his mind occupied."
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            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
            }, 
            "text": "Yeah, like what?"
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "heading", 
            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
                "location": null, 
                "terior": null, 
                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "Marion makes a face, then puts her arms around his neck and  plants a humdinger of a kiss on his mouth. It goes on a while.  Finally they break."
        }, 
        {
            "head_type": "speaker/title", 
            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "INDY"
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            "text": "It's not the Ark... but it'll have  to do."
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            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
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            "text": "They move down the steps, smiling."
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            "head_type": "heading", 
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                "shot type": null, 
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                "subj": null
            }, 
            "text": "The Ark of the Covenant sits in a wooden crate. A wooden lid  comes down and hides it from view. The lid is solidly nailed  to the crate as we read the stenciled message on top -"
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        {
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            "head_text": {
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            "text": "ARMY INTEL. #9906753"
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            "head_text": {
                "speaker/title": "DO NOT OPEN!"
            }, 
            "text": "The hammering is completed and hands shift the heavy crate  onto a dolly."
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            "head_text": {
                "ToD": null, 
                "shot type": null, 
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                "subj": "THE END CREDITS ROLL AS WE SEE -"
            }, 
            "text": "A Little Old Government Warehouseman begins pushing the crated  Ark down as aisle. Soon we see that the aisle is formed by  huge stacks or crates. They come in many shapes and sizes,  but when it comes right down to it, they all look like the  one that holds the Ark. All have markings like the message  we've just seen. Pretty soon we're far enough and high enough  away from the Little Old Government Warehouseman to see that  this is one of the biggest rooms in the world. And it is  full. Crates and crates. All looking alike. All gathering  dust. And then we notice that the Little Old Government  Warehouseman, pushing his new crate ahead of him, has turned  into another aisle and disappeared from view."
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                "speaker/title": "THE END"
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