- I wrote. - A year later.
By then, Mutt was born...
and I was married!
Why you bother to tell me now?
Because I thought, we were gonna die!
Not yet!
Got it?
No, shit!
I'm sure, I wasn't the only one, to go on with my life.
There must have been plenty of women for you, over the years.
There were a few, but they all had the same problem...
Yeah, what's that?
They weren't you, Honey.
We gotta get Oxley back, get our hands on this skull...
and get to Akator before they do, grab the wheel.
- So, what's he gonna do now? - Ha...
- I don't think he plans that far ahead! - Yeah...
- Scooch over will you, son. - Don't call me son, don't!
I think I'd cover my ears, if I were you.
- Duck! - Wough...
Move! Move!
Pull up next to that doc.
Henry Jones... Junior.
(Shouting in Russian)
Jones!
Stop him!
Come on! Come on! Jump down!
Get down!
Oxley got the skull. Marion, take the wheel.
That's not fair, she drove the truck.
Don't be a child, find something to fight with.
Jonesy!
- Jonesy. - Hi, Mac.
- Indy! - Shut up!
Indy!
You stupid son of a bitch. I'm CIA.
I almost screamed it at you, in the tent we was in...
Just like Berlin.
- What were we in Berlin, mate? - Double agents.
Throw me the skull!
Move.
- Step with the right foot! - I threw it back, mom.
You fight like a young man, eager to begin, quick to finish.
Mutt, gates.
Wough... wo... oh...
Hey!
- Hey... I got the skull! - Throw it over here...
Throw it there.
- Gun! - Gun!
What're you looking at, daddio?
She's getting away!
- Hey! Come in he... - Wough...
- Give me the wheel! - Do it.
Crazy!
That's pretty dangerous.
Left again here, Dr. Jones.
Out!...
Wough!
Wow!...
Stop!...
Ahh...
- Eutheria! - What?
Big damn ants, let's go!
Come on!
Run to the river!
Let's get them!
Get to the river!
Jump in! Come on! Come on!
Mom, there's a cliff!
Ahhh!...
Jump down, Colonel.
- Get that guy. - Get in, Jones.
Come on!
- Mom? Stop! - Time to slow down!
You better slow down and stop, or you're gonna go off cliff.
- That's the idea. - Bad idea, give me the wheel.
- Trust me! - Slow down!
Stop!...
Don't ever do that again!
Yes, dear.
"Three times it comes".
Stop! Put it in reverse!
Put it in reverse! Put it in reverse!
The way down.
He means that way, this is the way.
- Three times it drops. - Three times it drops?
What's he talking about?
He means, one...
Two!
Three...
You're okay? Hey, let go!
"Through eyes of glass, I saw in tears".
"The golden vision reappears".
- No, can't be. - Through eyes... through eyes in tears!
We gotta go through that waterfall!
The skull has to be returned, I'll do it.
Nobody else has to come.
Who cares, it brought us nothing but trouble!
I have seen the vision!
- I have to return it. - Why you?
Because, it told me too.
Ocker, iron oxide.
- Char-coal. - How old is this?
4- 5000 years, old as the pyramids.
Sun worshipers, like the Egyptians.
That's still fresh, this was just used.
More worshipers.
But that's not the sun, they're worshiping.
Someone came...
and thought the Incas', farming...
and irrigation.
Ox, what is it?
I think I understand, Ox.
Someone came...
They're the same.
There were more, look!
13 in a circle.
Show us the way, Ox.
Let's go! Go! Go! Go!
Run! Go!
Indy!
Jonesy!
Oxley!
You were here before, how did you get passed them?
Come on, Mac! Come on! Come on, Mac!
- Come, Ox, - The key to the palace, will be perfect.
You did good, Ox! You did good.
City of gold, so where's all the gold?
Look at the state of this place.
What a stupid legend. What a waste of my time.
Ox was here before.
But he couldn't get into the temple.
So he took the skull back, to the cemetery...
where he found it.
"To lay their just hands on the golden key"...
"that opens the palace to eternity".
He that opens... the Palace...
The Obelisk... the Obelisk is the key?
What're looking you for, Ox?
What're you doing?
You figured this out in your cell, didn't you, Professor?
Excuse me, Professor.
- Well done. - Yeah.
Go get your own!
Listen!
You hear that?
Get up! Move!
Ox, move!
Faster!
- Faster! - Faster!
- It don't look good. - Move down there quick!
Ox! Be quick! Quick!
Quick!
I don't like it.
Jonesy!
He dropped it. He dropped the skull!
Marion.
Hold this!
Thank god.
Ox, you okay?
Lovely.
Alright, let's go.
This way?
Now that's more like it.
They're artifacts, from every era of early history.
Macedonian.
Sumerian.
This place is the mother-load
Etruscan. Babylonian.
There isn't a museum in the world, that wouldn't sell it's soul, for this.
Early Egyptian.
Dozens of museums! Hundreds would, Jonesy!
Collectors.
They were Archaeologists.
How does it open?
I'll give it back, Ox.
I promise.
"No more forever waiting".
This is home now.
Sorry, Jonesy.
So, what're you, a?... A trippel-agent?
No, I just lied, about being a double.
Look at them.
Still waiting,for the return, of the one who was lost.
They have a hight-mind.
One being physically separated, but with a collective consciousness.
More powerfull together, than they can ever be apart.
Imagine, what they could tell us.
I can't imagine.
Neither could the humans, that build this Temple...
and neither can you!
Believe, Dr. Jones, is a gift you have yet to recieve.
My sympathies.
I believe sister...
that's why I'm down here.
Mayan, he's speaking Mayan.
What does he say?
He says he's grateful and he wants...
he wants... to give us a gift.
A big gift.
Tell me everything you know.
I want to know everything! I want to know!
I'm getting a bad feeling, about this.
Indy.
The eyes.
What are they? Space-men?
Interdimensional beings, in point of fact.
Welcome back, Ox.
What the hell is that?
A portal.
A path-way to another dimension.
I don't think, we wanna go that way.
I want to know.
Tell me.
I'm ready, I'm ready now.
Mac.
Come on.
Mac!
God-damn it, now!
Now, I understand.
I understand.
Grab it.
Use your legs, Mac. I can't do it alone.
Jonesy.
I'm gonna be alright.
No more.
Come, come, cover it.
Ahh...
Go!
Please stop.
It's enough.
Wough... ahh...
Go! Go!
Like a broom to left foot prints.
Where did they go?
In space?
Not into space, into the space between spaces.
I don't understand.
Why this legend of the city of gold?
The word gold, translates as treasure
But their treasure wasn't gold, it was knowledge.
Knowledge was their treasure.
What, we just sit here?
Night falls quick, in the jungle, kid.
You don't wanna climb down the mountain in the dark.
No? I can, just come on with me, come on.
- Why just stick around, Junior? - Mm'mm...
I don't know.
Why didn't you, dad?
Ah... ha...
Dad?
Somewhere your grandpa is laughing.
Marvelous, perfect!
Make the letters bigger. Much bigger.
Henry Jones, Jr. and Marion Ravenwood.
In so much, that you two have agreed, to live togather in holy matrimony.
Have promised, to love for each other, by these vows...
joining of your hands...
and giving of these rings.
I now declare you, to be husband and wife.
What God has put together, let no one harrowsending.
How much of human life, is lost in waiting.
Congratulations.
You may kiss your bride.
Well done, Henry.
Thanks, Ox.