The poison is still fresh. Three days. They're following us.
If they knew we were here, they would have killed us already.
This is it. This is where Forrestal cashed in.
- A friend of yours? - A competitor. He was good.
- He was very, very good. - Senor, nobody's come out alive.
Please.
Senor...
Stop. Stay out of the light.
Forrestal.
- Stay here. - If you insist, senor.
No time to argue. Throw the idol, I throw the whip.
- Give me the whip! - Adios, señor.
Adios.
Dr Jones, there is nothing you can possess which I cannot take away.
And you thought I had 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.
Jock! Start the engines! Get it up!
Jock, the engines! Start the engines, Jock!
That's just my pet snake, Reggie.
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, meaning "stone".
which means the removal of the barrow's contents.
This site also demonstrates... one of the great dangers of archeology,
Local tradition held that there was a golden coffin buried at the site.
This accounts for the holes dug all over and the poor condition of the find.
The undisturbed chamber and the grave goods found...
...in the area give us...
...reason to date this find as we have. Any questions, then?
No, OK. That's it for the day, then.
Don't forget Michaelson, chapters four and five for next time.
I will be in my office on Thursday, but not Wednesday.
- What happened? - Guess.
- Belloq? - Want to hear about it?
conforms to the Treaty for the Protection of Antiquities.
The museum will buy them, as usual. Yes, they are nice.
- Worth a ticket to Marrakech. - The people are waiting.
- What people? - Army Intelligence.
They knew you were coming. They know everything.
- I don't know what they want. - Why should I see them?
Am I in trouble?
Dr Jones, we've heard a great deal about you.
and - how does one say it? - obtainer of rare antiquities.
That's one way of saying it. Why don't you sit down?
You studied under Professor Ravenwood in Chicago?
- Yes, I did. - You've no idea of his whereabouts?
I haven't spoken to him for ten years. We were friends, but...
...had a bit of a falling out, I'm afraid.
Dr Jones, you must understand that this is all strictly confidential.
I understand.
Yesterday, our European sections intercepted a German communiqué
that was sent from Cairo to Berlin.
The Nazis have teams of archaeologists running around the world
Hitler's a nut on the subject, crazy. He's obsessed with the occult.
There's a German archaeological dig going on in the desert outside Cairo.
"Tanis development proceeding. Acquire headpiece, Staff of Ra.
The Nazis have discovered Tanis.
What does Tanis mean to you?
The chest the Hebrews carried the Ten Commandments in.
- The Ten Commandments? - The actual Commandments.
The tablets Moses brought down from Mount Horeb and smashed,
- they put it in the Temple of Solomon. - In Jerusalem.
Where it stayed for many years, until, whoosh, it's gone.
- Where? - Nobody knows where or when.
and hidden it in a secret chamber called the Well of Souls.
Wiped clean by the wrath of God.
Obviously we've come to the right men. You seem to know all about Tanis.
Frankly, we're somewhat suspicious of Mr Ravenwood,
being mentioned so prominently in a secret Nazi cable.
- Rubbish. Ravenwood's no Nazi. - Why do they want him, then?
They want the Staff of Ra headpiece and they think Abner's got it.
The Staff is just a stick about this big, nobody knows for sure how high.
in the shape of the sun, with a central crystal.
You'd take the Staff to a map room with a miniature of the city on the floor.
If you put the Staff in a certain place at a certain time,
- Where the Ark was kept. - Which is what the Nazis are seeking.
What does this Ark look like?
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.
The Bible speaks of the Ark laying waste to entire regions.
...is invincible.
- They want you to go for it. - Oh, Marcus!
They want you to get the Ark before the Nazis do and they'll pay handsomely.
And the museum gets the Ark when we're finished?
- The Ark of the Covenant... - Nothing else has come close.
It represents everything we got into archeology for.
Five years ago, I would've gone after it myself. I'm rather envious.
I've got to locate Abner. I think I know where to start.
Marion's the least of your worries, believe me, Indy.
What do you mean?
Are you trying to scare me? You sound like my mother.
We've known each other for a long time. I don't believe in hocus-pocus.
Hello, Marion.
Indiana Jones.
I never doubted that. Something made it inevitable.
What are you doing here in Nepal?
- You knew what you were doing. - Now I do. This is my place. Get out!
You needn't be happy about what I did, but maybe we can help each other now.
Abner's dead.
- I can only say sorry so many times. - Say it again anyway.
- Sorry. - Yeah, everybody's sorry.
It's a worthless bronze medallion. Are you going to give it to me?
3,000 bucks.
I can get you another two in the States. It's important.
Trust me.
- Come back tomorrow. - Why?
Because I said so, that's why.
- Good evening, Fraulein. - The bar's closed.
- What do you want? - The same thing Dr Jones wanted.
Surely he told you there'd be other interested parties?
It must've slipped his mind.
- Why? Are you willing to offer more? - Almost certainly. Do you still have it?
No, but I know where it is.
Your fire is dying here. Why don't you tell me where the piece is right now?
Listen, Herr Mac, I don't know who you're used to dealing with,
- That time is past. - You don't need that.
I'll tell you everything.
Let her go.
Whisky.
Shoot them. Shoot them both.
My medallion!
- You're something! - Tell you what...
I'm your goddamn partner!
A paradise on earth.
Why do you forget yourselves? What is this?
Where did this animal come from?
Oh, no.
Cute. What an adorable creature.
You don't have to keep it just because of me.
I knew the Germans would hire you, Sallah. You're the best digger in Egypt.
My services are inconsequential to them. They've hired every digger in Cairo.
The excavation is enormous.
They hire strong backs and pay pennies. It's as if the Pharaohs had returned.
- When did they find the map room? - Three days ago.
He's very clever. He's a French archaeologist.
- What's his name? - They call him Bellosh.
Who can tell us about these markings?
Indy, there's something that troubles me.
What is it?
The Ark.
- Do we need the monkey? - I'm surprised at you.
Talking that way about our baby.
- He's got your looks, too. - And your brains.
Come on, come on... Marion!
Why haven't you settled down and had nine kids like Sallah?
Marion, get out of here! Duck!
Right!
Get out of the way! Move it!
Help me!
You can't do this to me. I'm an American.
Marion...
You looking for me?
- I ought to kill you now. - Not a very private place for a murder.
It was not I who brought the girl into this. Sit down before you fall down.
Odd that it should end this way, after so many stimulating encounters.
You and l are very much alike. Archeology is our religion.
I'm 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.
Uncle Indy! Come back home now!
Next time, Indiana Jones, it'll take more than children to save you.
- Marion's dead. - Yes, I know. I'm sorry.
Life goes on, Indy. There is the truth!
Then I will take you to the old man.
A headpiece like that one, except the edges were rougher.
In the center, the Frenchman had a crystal,
and surrounding the crystal on one side were raised markings, like that one.
This morning. Belloq and the boss German, Dietrich.
This is a warning not to disturb the Ark of the Covenant.
- About 72 inches. - Wait!
Bad dates.
- You led me to believe... - Nothing!
I only said it looked very favourable.
They're not kidding, are they?
- When does the sun hit the map room? - About 9 in the morning.
Not much time, then.
- Where are they digging for the Well? - On that ridge.
- But the map room is over there. - Let's go!
Sallah?
Sallah!
What is the matter? I'll fetch you water, I shall get it for you.
- Are you hurt? - No. Get me out of here.
- I know where the Ark is. - The Ark's here?
I'm coming with you. Get me out of here!
I hate to do this, but if you don't keep quiet, this whole thing's going to be shot.
I'll be back to get you.
That's it.
Perhaps the Ark is waiting in some antechamber for us to discover.
I tell you the girl knows nothing.
I'm surprised you're squeamish. That's not your reputation.
It needn't concern you. I have just the man for the job.
Indy, here, we've hit stone.
Clear it off. Come on, find the edges.
Good, good, good. You see, Indy?
- OK, bring the pry-bars in. - As a team, boys, as a team!
Push!
Carefully, carefully.
Sorry, Indy.
Indy, why does the floor move?
Give me your torch.
You go first.
To escape on foot, the desert is three weeks in every direction.
No food, no water. What kind of people are these friends of yours?
They're not my friends. However, with the right connections,
I'll bet you would.
All right.
We don't have much time. Soon they'll harm you.
I won't be able to stop them, unless you give me something to placate them.
I've already told you everything. I have no loyalty to Jones.
He's brought me nothing but trouble.
Marion, you are beautiful.
I don't think we need a chaperone.
Steadily. .. Steadily!
Down, down. Carefully, carefully.
You all right, Indy?
Gently, boys, gently, gently.
You pour.
That's good.
Whoops!
What is this stuff, René?
Well, l have to be going now, René.
You Americans, you are all the same.
Now...
...what shall we talk about?
All right, take it up.
Easy!
Your methods of archeology are too primitive for me.
- Indy, the torches are burning out. - Go on, get out of here.
Dr Jones, whatever are you doing in such a nasty place?
Thanks, but we're very comfortable up here. That's right, isn't it?
Yes, we are very comfortable up here.
You'll be a permanent addition to this archaeological find.
In a thousand years, even you may be worth something.
- Son of a bitch. - We must be going now.
Slimy pig, let me go. Stop it!
Hang on!
You traitor, get your hands off of me!
Snakes...
At your feet!
- The girl was mine! - She's no use to the Führer's mission.
- It was not to be, chérie. - You bastards, I'll get you for this!
Indiana Jones, adieu.
This whole place is slithering!
- Indy! - Jesus!
- Where did you get this? From him? - I was trying to escape.
- How hard did you try? - Where the hell were you?
- What are you doing? - Help me, fire!
- How do we get out? - I'm working on it.
- Get ready to run, whatever happens. - What do you mean by that?
Indy! Don't leave me here by myself.
- Here we go, get ready! - Indy, the torch is going out!
Look, look.
They're flying it out. When it's loaded, we'll already be on the plane.
Monsieur, let us toast our success in the desert. To the Ark.
Look out!
- Oh, my God! - Marion...!
I'm locked in here. I'm here!
I'm stuck.
Indy, I can't force the lock.
- It's stuck. - Never mind. Get back!
And, Gobler, I want plenty of protection.
Jones...!
Holy smoke! My friends, I'm so pleased you're not dead.
We have no time if you want the Ark. It's been loaded onto a truck for Cairo.
Let's go!
Boat, 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.
Everything is arranged. The Ark is on board.
Nothing's lacking now you're here.
- You trust these guys? - Yes.
Mr Katanga.
Mr Katanga, these are my friends. They are my family.
Mr Jones, I've heard a lot about you, sir.
Goodbye.
That is for Fayah.
That is for your children. And this is for you.
Thank you.
As free as a mountain bird
- I've been cleaning up. - Where did you get that?
- From him. - Who "him"?
Katanga. I'm not the first woman to travel with these pirates.
- Yeah. - Really?
What did you say?
Wait, I don't need any help.
- How's this here? - Go away...! Yes, it hurts.
Goddamn it, Indy. Where doesn't it hurt?
Here.
We never seem to get a break, do we?
- What is it? - Engines have stopped.
I'm gonna do a check.
- What's happening? - We have most important friends.
You and the girl must disappear in the hold. Go, go!
- What about Jones? - No trace yet.
Jones is dead.
This girl has certain value where we're headed. She'll bring a good price.
Herr Colonel, that cargo you've taken.
Savage, you are not in the position to ask for anything.
We will take what we wish, then decide whether to blow up your ship.
The girl goes with me. She'll be part of my compensation.
I'm sure your führer would approve.
If she fails to please me, you may do with her as you wish.
Excuse me.
- Look again. - I've found him.
- Where? - There.
Good. Take the Ark there immediately.
Monsieur...
I am uncomfortable with the thought of this Jewish ritual.
Are you sure it's necessary?
Let me ask you this: would you be more comfortable
and finding out only then if the sacred Covenant is inside,
and obtained the one true Ark?
Your persistence surprises even me.
- You'll give mercenaries a bad name. - Dr Jones...
Blow it up.
All your life has been spent pursuing archaeological relics.
Inside the Ark are treasures beyond your wildest aspirations.
Do as you will.
It's beautiful!
- Indy? - Don't look. Keep your eyes shut!
- I guess that wraps it up. - Where is the Ark?
- From whom? - It's a source of unspeakable power.
- 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.
Hey, what happened? You don't look very happy.
- Fools! - What did they say?
- They don't know what they've got. - I know what I've got here.
Come on, I'll buy you a drink.