Raiders of the Lost Ark

AAAAGGGGHHHH!

The Hovitos are near.

The poison is still fresh. They're following us.

If they knew we were here, they would have killed us already.

GUN GOES OFF

-This is where Forrest cashed in.

-A friend of yours?

-A competitor.

He was good. He was very, very good.

Senor, nobody has come out of there alive. Please!

(Senor!)

Stop. Stay out of the light.

Forrest.

Let us hurry. There is nothing to fear here.

That's what scares me.

-Stay here.

-If you insist, senor.

-Give me the whip.

-Throw me the idol.

No time to argue. Throw me the idol.

-Give me the whip.

-Adios, senor.

Dr Jones, again we see there is nothing you can possess which I cannot take away.

And you thought I'd given up!

You chose the wrong friends.

This time it will cost you.

-Too bad the Hovitos don't know you the way I do, Belloq.

-Yes, too bad.

You could warn them, if only you spoke Hovitos.

HE SHOUTS IN HOVITOS

JOCK, start the engine!

Get it up!

START THE ENGINE! START THE ENGINE, JOCK!

There's a big snake in the plane!

That's just Pop's pet snake.

I hate snakes, Jock. I hate them.

Come on. Show a little backbone, will you?

"Neo" meaning new, and "lithic"...

-I-T-H-I-C...

-CLASS LAUGHS

-..meaning stone.

Let's get back to this site. This site is near Hazelton.

It has a central passage and three chambers or cysts.

..the contents of the barrel. This site also demonstrates...

..one of the great dangers of archaeology. I'm talking about folklore.

In this case, local tradition held that there was a golden coffin buried at the site.

This accounts for the poor condition of the find.

However, chamber three was undisturbed.

The undisturbed chamber and the grave goods give us...

..eh...a reason to date this find as we have.

-BELL RINGS

-Any questions?

OK, that's it for today.

Don't forget Michaelson chapters four and five for next time.

I will be in my office on Thursday but not Wednesday.

-I had it in my hand, Marcus.

-What happened?

-Guess!

-Belloq?

-Want to hear about it?

No. You always conform to the international treaty for the protection of antiquities.

I can get it. There's only one place he can sell it - Marrakech.

-I need 2,000.

-I brought some people to see you.

-I got these pieces. They're good pieces, Marcus.

-Indiana!

-The museum will buy them as usual.

-Worth the price of a ticket to Marrakech.

-The people I brought are important.

-People?

-Army Intelligence. They knew you were coming before I did.

-They wouldn't tell me what they want.

-What, am I in trouble?

Dr Jones, we've heard a great deal about you.

Professor of archaeology, expert on the occult and -

how does one say it? - obtainer of rare antiquities.

-Why don't you sit down?

-Thank you.

Yes, you're a man of many talents.

-You studied under Professor Ravenwood in Chicago.

-Yes, I did.

No idea of his present whereabouts?

Somewhere in Asia, I think.

I haven't spoken to him for ten years. We were friends but...

..we had a falling out.

-Dr Jones, you must understand that this is all strictly confidential.

-I understand.

Yesterday afternoon our European Section intercepted a German communique

sent from Cairo to Berlin.

-Now...

-The Nazis have teams of archaeologists

looking all over the world for religious artefacts.

Hitler is obsessed with the occult.

There's a German archaeological dig going on in the desert outside of Cairo.

Maybe you can make sense of this information - "Tanis development proceeding.

"Acquire headpiece, staff of Rah, Abner Ravenwood, US."

-The Nazis have discovered Tanis.

-What does that mean?

-Well...

-It's a possible resting place of the Lost Ark.

-Eh?

The chest the Hebrews used to carry the Ten Commandments in.

THE Ten Commandments?

The stone tablets Moses brought down from Mount Sinai, if you believe in it.

-Did you guys go to Sunday School?

-I...

-The Hebrews put the broken tablets in the Ark.

-They put the Ark in the Temple of Solomon.

-In Jerusalem.

-Where it stayed for years till...it was gone.

-Where?

-No-one knows where or when.

-An Egyptian Pharaoh...

-Shishan.

-Invaded Jerusalem in 980 BC and he may have taken the Ark to the city of Tanis

and hidden it in the Well of Souls.

-Secret chamber(?)

-A year after he returned to Egypt,

Tanis was consumed by the desert in a sandstorm that lasted a year.

Wiped clean by the wrath of God(!)

Obviously we've come to the right men. You seem to know all about this.

No. Ravenwood is the real expert.

Abner did the first serious work on Tanis.

It was his obsession really. But he never found the city.

We're suspicious of Mr Ravenwood, being mentioned in a Nazi cable.

- Rubbish! Ravenwood's no Nazi. - Why do the Nazis want him, then?

Obviously the Nazis think Abner's got the headpiece to the staff of Rah.

What exactly is the headpiece?

The staff is just a stick about this big. Nobody's sure how high it is. It's...

It has an elaborate headpiece in the shape of the sun with a crystal in the centre.

You'd take the staff to a map room in the city of Tanis...

If you put the staff in a certain place at a certain time of day,

the sun beamed through here and gave the location

of the Well of the Souls.

-Where the Ark of the Covenant was kept.

-That's what the Nazis want.

-What does it look like?

-Well...

There's a picture of it right here.

That's it.

Good God! That's what the Hebrews thought.

-What's that coming out of there?

-Lightning.

Fire. The power of God or something.

I'm beginning to understand Hitler's interest in this.

Oh, yes. The Bible speaks of the Ark levelling mountains.

An army which carries the Ark before it is invincible.

-You did it, didn't you?

-They want you to go for it.

-Marcus!

-They want you to get a hold of the Ark before the Nazis do.

-They'll pay handsomely for it.

-And the museum gets the Ark?

-Yes.

-Oh! The Ark of the Covenant.

-Nothing else has come close.

It represents everything we came into archaeology for.

Five years ago, I'd have gone after it myself.

I'm rather envious.

I've got to locate Abner. I think I know where to start.

-Do you think she'll still be with him?

-Possibly.

-Marion's the least of your worries right now, Indy.

-What do you mean?

Well, I mean, for nearly 3,000 years

man has been searching for the Lost Ark.

It's not something to be taken lightly.

No-one knows its secrets.

It's like nothing you've ever gone after before.

Marcus! Are you trying to scare me?

We've known each other a long time. I don't believe in superstitious hocus-pocus.

This is a find of incredible historical significance.

You know what a cautious fellow I am.

Nice to see you again, Dr Jones.

EXCITED SHOUTING

Sh!

SILENCE FALLS

CROWD CHEERS

CROWD HUSHES

CROWD SIGHS

PISTORAY! Pistoray!

CHEERS BREAK OUT

VOICES OF ENCOURAGEMENT

CHEERING

SHE BARKS ORDERS IN NEPALI

THE WIND HOWLS

Hello, Marion.

CRASH OF GLASS

Indiana Jones!

I knew someday you'd walk back through my door.

I never doubted that. Something made it inevitable. What are you doing here in Nepal?

-I need one of the pieces your father collected.

-I hate you.

-I never meant to hurt you.

-I was a child. I was in love.

-You knew it was wrong.

-You knew what you were doing.

-Now I do. GET OUT!

-Mohan, boliyanu.

-I did what I did. But maybe we can help each other out now.

I need a bronze piece this size with a crystal in it. Do you know the one?

Yeah, I know it.

Where's Abner? WHERE's Abner?

Abner's dead.

Marion, I'm sorry.

You don't know what you did to me.

I can only say I'm sorry so many times.

-Say it again anyway!

-I'm sorry.

-Yeah, everybody's sorry(!)

Abner was sorry for dragging me all over this earth looking for junk.

I'm sorry I'm stuck in this dive. Everybody's sorry for something.

It's a worthless bronze medallion. You gonna give it to me?

I don't know where it is.

Maybe you could find it. 3,000.

Well, that would get me back, but not in style.

I can get you another two when we get to the States.

It's important, Marion.

Trust me.

You know where it is.

Come back tomorrow.

Why?

Because I said so, that's why.

See you tomorrow, Indiana Jones.

-Good evening, Fraulein.

-The bar's closed.

-We...

We are...NOT thirsty.

-What do you want?

-The same thing Dr Jones wanted.

Surely he told you there'd be other interested parties?

It must have slipped his mind.

The man is nefarious.

I hope for your sake he has not yet acquired it.

Are you willing to offer more?

Almost certainly. Do you still have it?

No. But I know where it is.

-How about a drink for you and your men?

-Your fire is dying.

Why don't you tell me where the piece is right now?

Listen, Herr Mac,

I don't know what kind of people you're used to dealing with,

-but no-one tells me what to do in MY place.

-Fraulein Ravenwood...

..let me show you what I am used to. Neng!

Take your hands off me!

Take your lousy hands off!

-Wait. I can be reasonable.

-That time is past.

-You don't need that.

Wait.

I'll tell you everything.

Yes, I know you will.

Let her go!

Whiskey.

Shoot them. Shoot them both.

ARGH!

My medallion.

-Well, Jones, you haven't forgotten how to show a lady a good time.

-You're something!

Until I get back my 5,000 you're gonna get more than you bargained for. I'm your partner!

Cairo - city of the living, a paradise on earth.

Why do you forget yourselves? What is this? Where did this animal come from?

Oh, no. Hah!

Cute! What an adorable creature.

-Then it is welcome.

-You don't have to keep it just because of me.

-I knew the Germans would hire you to dig, Sallah.

-My services are entirely inconsequential to them.

They've hired every digger in Cairo. The excavation is enormous.

They hire strong backs and they pay pennies for them. It's as if the Pharaohs have returned.

-When did they find the map room?

-Three days ago. They have not one brain among them. Except one...

-He's a French archaeologist.

-What's his name?

-They call him Bellosh.

Belloq! Belloq!

The Germans have a great advantage over us. They're near to discovering the Well of Souls.

They're not gonna find it without this.

Who can tell us about the markings?

Perhaps a man I know can help us.

Indy...

-There's something that troubles me.

-What is it?

The Ark. If it is there at Tanis, it is something that man was not meant to disturb.

Death has always surrounded it.

It is not of this earth.

-Do we need the monkey?

-Jones, talking that way about our baby!

-She's got your looks.

-And YOUR brain.

-I noticed that. She's a smart little thing.

Smart!

Where are you going?

She'll be all right. Have a date.

-Come on. Come on. Marion!

-What's this?

It's a date. You eat 'em.

Sieg heil. Ja. Heil Hitler.

Ich na...? Ja.

-How come you haven't found a nice girl to settle down with and raise kids?

-Who says I haven't?

I do. Dad had you figured.

-He said you were a bum.

-He was generous.

-A gifted bum.

-He loved you. It took a lot for you to alienate him.

-Not much. Just you.

Get out of here.

CLANG!

MONKEY SCREECHES

Sssh! Sssh!

Marion!

-Over here, Indy!

-Move! Move!

Help me!

You can't do this to me. I'm an American. INDY!

Indiana Jones, help me!

Jones!

INDY!

Schnell!

Marion!

Dr Jones, der Herr in der Bar mochte mit ihnen sprechen. Kommen Sie bitte mit uns.

-You looking for me?

-Ha-ha-ha!

-Belloq.

-Good afternoon, Dr Jones.

-I ought to kill you right now.

-Not a very private place for a murder.

These Arabs don't care if we kill each other. They won't interfere.

It was not I who brought the girl into this. Sit down. We can at least behave like civilised people.

Your taste in friends remains consistent.

How odd that it should end this way for us.

I almost regret it. Where shall I find a new adversary so close to my own level?

Try the local sewer.

You and I are very much alike. Archaeology is our religion.

Yet we have both fallen from the pure faith.

Our methods have not differed as much as you pretend.

I am a shadowy reflection of you.

It would take only a nudge to make you like me,

-to push you out of the light.

-Now you're getting nasty.

You know it's true. How nice! Look at this.

It's worthless. 10 from a street-vendor.

But bury it in the sand for 1,000 years, it becomes priceless. Like the Ark. Men will kill for it.

Men like you and me.

What about your boss - der Fuhrer?

I thought he was waiting to take possession.

All in good time. When I am finished with it.

Jones, do you realise what the Ark is?

It's a transmitter.

It's a radio for speaking to God. And it's within my reach!

You want to talk to God?

Let's go see him together. I've got nothing better to do.

CHILDREN: Uncle Indy, come back home now!

Next time it'll take more than children to save you.

I thought I'd find you there. Better than the US Marines, eh?

-Marion's dead.

-Yes, I know.

-Lift me!

I'm sorry. Life goes on, Indy.

First, we will take them home. Then I will take you to the old man.

Where did Belloq get a copy of the headpiece?

There are no pictures of it anywhere.

I saw a headpiece like that, except round the edges, which were rougher.

In the centre there was a crystal

and on one side there were raised markings just like that one.

They made the calculations in the map room?

This morning. Belloq and the boss German, Dietrich.

When they came out of the map room they gave us a new spot in which to dig, away from the camp.

-The Well of the Souls.

-Come, come. Look here. Look!

-Sit down. Come. Sit down.

-What is it?

This is a warning NOT to disturb the Ark of the Covenant.

Did Belloq get the height of the staff here?

Yes. This means six q'addam high.

-72 inches.

-Wait.

"And take back one q'addam to honour the Hebrew god whose Ark this is."

You said their headpiece only had markings on one side. Are you sure?

Belloq's staff is too long.

TOGETHER: They're digging in the wrong place.

-HE CHUCKLES #

-I am the monarch of the sea I am the ruler of...

-#

Bad dates.

I told you not to be premature in your communique to Berlin.

Archaeology is not an exact science.

It does not deal in time schedules.

The Fuhrer is not a patient man. He expects progress.

You led me to believe... Nothing! I made no promises.

I only said it looked favourable. Besides, my calculations were correct.

They're not kidding, are they?

What time does the sun hit the map room?

-Nine in the morning.

-Not much time.

-Where are they digging for the Well of the Souls?

-On that ridge.

-The map room is over there.

-Let's go.

THE GUARDS SHOUT IN GERMAN

Sallah!

Sallah!

Wasser! Wasser!

-Wasser!

-He is my friend. What is the matter? I shall get you water.

I will get you water. No problem.

I thought you were dead. They must have switched baskets.

-Are you hurt?

-No. Get me out of here. They'll be back any minute.

Quick! They keep asking about you, what you know.

-Cut me loose.

-I know where the Ark is.

Here? Cut me loose. You can't leave me here.

-If I cut you loose, they'll start looking for us.

-Are you crazy?!

I hate to do this, but if you don't keep quiet, this whole thing will be shot.

-I'll be back to get you.

-Don't go!

That's it!

Perhaps the Ark is still waiting in some ante-chamber for us to discover.

Perhaps some vital bit of evidence eludes us.

Perhaps the girl can help us.

She may know much if properly motivated.

I tell you the girl knows nothing!

I'm surprised you are squeamish. But it needn't concern you.

I have the perfect man for this kind of work.

Heil Hitler.

HE WHISTLES

THE MEN CHANT RHYTHMICALLY

Indy, we've hit stone.

Clear it off. Find the edges.

Good! You see, Indy? You see?

-Lift it.

-As a team, boys.

Push!

Get them under. Good! That's it. Watch your toes.

Aaagh!

Sorry, Indy.

Indy, why does the floor move?

Give me your torch.

Snakes. Why did it have to be snakes?

Asps. Very dangerous.

You go first.

SHE SCREAMS

If you're trying to escape on foot, the desert is three weeks in every direction, so eat something.

I apologise for their treatment of you.

What kind of people are these friends of yours?!

To my work they are necessary evils. They're not my friends.

However, with the right connections, even in this part of the world we are not entirely uncivilised.

Huh! Beautiful.

-I would very much like to see you in it.

-Hah! I bet you would!

All right!

What have you got to drink around here?

We do not have much time. Soon they will come to harm you

and I will not be able to stop them unless you give me something to placate them.

Some...piece of information which I can use to protect you from them.

I've told you everything I know. I have no loyalty to Jones. He's brought me nothing but trouble.

Marion, you are beautiful!

We don't need a chaperone.

Steadily! Steadily!

Down. Carefully, carefully!

Are you all right, Indy?

Now, gently, boys. Gently, gently!

I told you it would be all right.

Sallah, get down here!

You pour.

Oops!

What is this stuff, Rene?

I grew up with this.

It's my family label.

Well, I have to be going now, Rene.

THEY CONTINUE LAUGHING

I like you, Rene, very much. Perhaps we'll meet some day in better circumstances.

We meet again, Fraulein.

You Americans, you're all the same.

Always overdressing for the wrong occasions.

Now...

What shall we talk about?

All right! Take it up! Easy!

-You're as stubborn as that girl.

-You like her too much.

Your methods of archaeology are too primitive for me. You would use a bulldozer to find...a china...cup.

Wake your men!

-The torches are burning out.

-Get out of here.

SALLAH!

Hello! Hello!

-Dr Jones, what are you doing in such a nasty place?

-Come down and I'll show you.

Thank you, my friend, but we are comfortable up here. Yes, we are VERY comfortable up here.

Once again, Jones, what was briefly yours is now mine.

You're about to become a permanent addition to this archaeological find.

Who knows? In a thousand years even YOU may be worth something.

Ha-ha-ha!

We're going now, Dr Jones. Our prize is awaited in Berlin.

-But I do not wish to leave you down in that awful place all alone.

-Slimy pig, you let me go!

Stop it!

-Aaagh!

-No!

Marion! Hang on.

-Don't fall.

-Indy!

Traitor! Get your hands off me!

Aaagh! Aaagh! Snakes!

Aaaagh! Watch your feet!

The girl was mine. Only our mission for the Fuhrer matters.

I wonder if you have that clearly in mind.

It was not to be, cherie.

I'll get you for this.

Indiana Jones, adieu!

NO!

HER VOICE IS SILENCED AS ROOM IS SEALED

-Take this. Wave it at anything that slithers.

-This whole place is slithering.

-Indy!

-Ouch.

Did you get this from HIM?

-I was trying to escape.

-How hard were you trying?

-Well, where the hell were you?

-Watch it. You're on fire!

-How are we gonna get out of here?

-I'm working on it.

-Do it faster!

-Where are you going?

-Through that wall.

-Get ready to run whatever happens to me.

-What do you mean?

Indy! Don't you leave me down here by myself!

AAAGH!

-Here we go. Get ready.

-Indy, the torch is going OUT!

Indy?

Marion! Look. Look!

They're gonna fly it out of here. We'll get on the other plane.

Let us toast our success in the desert. To the Ark! When we are very far from here.

Herr Major...

Du da...was machts du?

Hey! Kommen Sie hier.

Kommen Sie hier.

Indy!

Stay with the Ark!

Look out!

-Oh, my God!

-Marion.

It's stuck! Indy!

-Turn it.

-It's stuck.

-Never mind. Get back!

Get the Ark away from here immediately. Have it put on a truck.

We will fly it out of Cairo. And I want plenty of protection!

Jones!

SHARP WHISTLE

Holy smoke, my friends! I'm so pleased you're not dead.

Indy, if you still want the Ark, it is being loaded onto a truck for Cairo.

A truck? What truck?!

Let's go!

Get back to Cairo. Get us transport to England. A boat, a plane, anything.

-Meet me at Omar's. I'm going after that truck.

-How?

I don't know. I'm making this up as I go.

Idiot! Idiot. Allez vite!

-Everything has been arranged.

-The Ark?

-Is on board. Now you're here. Or what is left of you!

-Do you trust these guys?

-Yes.

-Fine.

Mr Katanga.

Mr Katanga, these are my friends.

-They are my family. I will hear of it, if they are not treated well.

-My cabin is theirs.

Mr Jones, I've heard a lot about you, sir.

Your appearance is exactly as I imagined. SALLAH LAUGHS

Goodbye.

Look after each other. I am already missing you.

You're my good friend.

Sallah...

That is for Fayah.

That is for your children. And this is for you.

-SHIP'S HORN BLOWS

-Thank you.

-#

-A British tar is a soaring soul

-#

-As free as a mountain bird...

-#

-His energetic fist should be ready To resist a dictator...

-#

-Where did you go?

-I'm cleaning up.

-Where did you get that?

-From him.

-Who him?

-Katanga. I'm not the first woman to travel with these pirates.

-It's lovely.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Really?

-Yeah.

AAAGH!

-What did you say?

-HE GROANS

-Ah! Wait, I don't need any help.

-You do.

You're not the man I knew ten years ago.

It's not the years, honey. It's the mileage.

I don't want a nurse. I just want to sleep.

-Don't be a baby.

-Leave me alone. Go away.

-It hurts.

-Goddamm it, Indy, where doesn't it hurt?

Here.

Here.

This isn't too bad.

Here.

Jones.

Jones!

We never seem to get a break, do we?

-What is it?

-Engines have stopped. I'm going to check.

-What's happening?

-Our friends.

You and the girl must disappear.

We have a place in the hold. Go.

Let go!

Don't you touch me!

What about Jones? No trace, sir. KATANGA: Jones is dead.

I killed him.

He was of no use to us.

This girl, however, has value where we're headed.

She'll bring a very good price.

That cargo you've taken, go in peace with it.

But leave us the girl. It will reduce our loss on this trip.

Savage! You are in no position to ask for anything.

We will take what we wish then decide whether or not to blow your ship up.

The girl goes with me. She'll be part of my compensation.

If she fails to please me, you may do with her as you wish.

I'll waste no more time with her. Excuse me.

I can't find Mr Jones, Captain. He's got to be here somewhere. Look again.

I've found him. Where? There.

CREWMEN CHEER

Tauchen das U-Boot! Tauchen.

Wir haben das Periskop nach oben, Herr Oberst.

Zeigen Sie.

MEN SHOUT IN GERMAN

Guten Tag. Mude?

Warum schlafts du?

Du bist ein Schwein!

OFFICER GRUNTS

The altar has been prepared, sir. Take the Ark there immediately.

Monsieur...

I'm uncomfortable with the thought of this Jewish ritual. Are you sure it's necessary?

Let me ask you this? Would you be more comfortable opening the Ark in Berlin for your Fuhrer?

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?

Hello!

-Jones? JONES!

-I'm gonna blow up the Ark, Rene.

Your persistence surprises even me.

You'll give mercenaries a bad name. Dr Jones...

You can't escape from this island.

That depends how reasonable you are. All I want is the girl.

If we refuse?

Then your Fuhrer has no prize.

OK, stand back. All of you stand back.

OK, Jones, you win. Blow it up.

Stand back.

Blow it up.

Blow it back to God.

Your life has been spent on pursuing archaeological relics.

Inside the Ark are treasures beyond your wildest aspirations.

You want to see it open as well as I.

We are simply passing through history.

But this...

This IS history.

Do as you will.

RUMBLE OF THUNDER

BELLOQ SPEAKS IN HEBREW

LOUD SCREECHING

LOW DRONING NOISE

Marion, shut your eyes. Don't look at it no matter what happens.

It's beautiful!

IT ROARS

HE SCREAMS

-Indy!

-Don't look! Keep your eyes shut!

Marion.

You've done your country a great service.

We trust you found the settlement satisfactory.

The money's fine but the situation is totally unacceptable.

-Well, I guess that wraps it up.

-Where is the Ark?

-I thought we'd settled that. The Ark is somewhere very safe.

-From whom?

The Ark is a source of unspeakable power and it has to be researched.

And it will be, I assure you, Dr Brody, Dr Jones.

We have top men working on it right now.

Who?

TOP men.

Hey! What happened? You don't look very happy.

-Fools!

-What did they say?

-They don't know what they've got there.

-I know what I've got here.

Come on. I'll buy you a drink.

You know, a drink?