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Indiana Jones and the Circle of Fate

Matt Maslanka
ACT I:
Opening scene Troy in Turkey:
Arial shot of the sea closing in on the shore. Spiral camera from just above and before city to the top. Theme song, new triumphant song playing. Troy is a buried city that appears as a mountain in the surrounding green plain.
NAPIER

Professor Jones we are making our way to the lower level now.


INDY

Napier, I told you to call me Indy.


NAPIER

I do apologize. I have aspired to be you my entire academic career and most of my brief professional one, my classmates as well.


INDY

Stop it. You’re making me blush. See if you can’t be OK with Dr. Jones


NAPIER

I cannot believe I am accompanying the world’s greatest archaeologist into the greatest archaeological find in history. Do you think the key is down there Mr. Jones?


INDY

Relax, this whole city is a treasure. You ready?


NAPIER

I…just give the word.


They walk into the lower level, Indy leads. They pass by some workers who are lighting the tunnel with torches. Each worker looks at Indy with praise and respect as he walks by. Napier cracks the wooden façade that obstructs the end of the tunnel. He looks at Dr. Jones and hands him a torch.
Indy enters a chasm. Some houses are covered in earth and earth is the canopy above. Napier follows. They pass through excavated tunnels until they come to a pillared sanctuary.
INDY

This is it. This is the Agean Sanctuary, the government seat of the city.


NAPIER

You’ve done it Dr. Jones!


Indy takes a breath. They walk into the center of the room where a skeleton figure lies on a throne clutching a scepter. Indy tips his hat at the figure.
NAPIER

What’s this?


INDY

Don’t, don’t touch that!

NAPIER

A booby trap?

INDY

No. It’s that man’s last possession on earth.


NAPIER

Of course.


Napier removes his hand from the vase the skeleton is clutching.
INDY

This isn’t from here. It was brought here in the last several thousand years.


INDY picks up an ivory wedge. He turns it in his hand and there is a depiction of an ancient Greek battle approaching a city and on the other side is a map with Tibetan characters written on it. Beside it is a Tibetan tribal staff.
NAPIER

How?
INDY

I don’t know. You can see where the intruder tunneled in there ages ago and left this right in the open.
NAPIER

But what is it Indy?


INDY

This is a depiction of the Ancient Battle of Troy. The Greeks had to bring the image of Athena, something, and the ivory shoulder of Pelops as an offering to the God’s in order to defeat the Trojans.


NAPIER

The ivory shoulder that Greek mythology says replaced Pelop’s real shoulder after it was bitten off.


He gestures to his shoulder. Indy shakes his head.
INDY

Possible. Mythology says the shoulder was brought to Elis and the Olympic fields in Greece. There’s some sort of Tibetan map on this side. I’m gonna have to do some research on this.


Indy puts the artifact in his satchel. Indy moves on with Napier to the next chamber. A jade horse rests on a pillar.
NAPIER

The key to the city. The symbol of the kings of Troy.


INDY

Well first timer, go ahead.


NAPIER

I’d, I’d be honored.


Napier retrieves the key. They exit the dig together. The diggers are at the opening and around the top of the mountain of the buried city. Napier looks at Indy and hands him the key of Troy. Indy holds the key up and all cheer. Indy give the key back to Napier. Camera pans out.
Indy leads the caravan on his horse. They pass through the plain as day turns to sunset across the fields.

A long shot of the caravan turns to closeup of Russian military scout putting down a pair of binoculars. He motions to five men behind him on horses.

Indy points to an open cove a ways from some mountains and plateaus.
Around campfire:
AHMIT:

So, Dr. Jones, where will you be going next?


INDY

Home, Ahmit. I haven’t taken a vacation in a couple years now.


AHMIT

To America.


INDY

Yeah.
AHMIT

You go on another dig there, you take me with you?
INDY

You want to go to America?


AHMIT

Well, if you say so.


INDY

Hahaha. Don’t worry, I got a friend in customs and he owes me one.


Ahmit charges off in exclamation around the camp. Indy holds up a letter titled Dear Dad. He puts the letter in his jacket. He walks a short distance from the camp and goes to sleep.
Just before dawn:
Russian soldiers enter the camp from the cover of the nearby thicket. One soldier accidentally steps on a branch. Shoot facing soldiers.
Closeup of Indy as he awakes. Indy approaches behind from the cover a tent. He can hear scuffling. Ahmit lies dead in front of him as he passes the tent. Indy hears scuffling next to him. He walks inside and sees Napier tied and gagged. Indy knocks out the soldier who falls and collapses the tent. The camp awakes. Indy peers out of the tent and sees three soldiers struggling with some of the workers. Indy knocks one out and then turns and shoots a soldier(the soldier has just pulled a gun on a digger who has beaten him down.) Indy knocks another soldier out. Two soldiers exit a tent with the dig find(just the piece of ivory). Indy shoots one that lowers his rifle. The other escapes on horseback.

Indy follows the soldier on another horse. The camp cheers “Dr. Jones. Get him Dr. Jones!” Indy chases the soldier across an open green field. There is a green hill in the distance. Indy is gaining on the Russian captain and is almost on him. The captain shouts some commands in Russian as he overtakes the hill. Closeup of Indy rearing his horse to a halt with a look of sudden surprise. The captain shouts some more commands while pointing at Indy with a baton. The thirty soldiers send a firing squad volley at Indy who just escapes over the hill. The small company runs to chase after Indy. Indy dismounts his horse and spanks it, sending it running off into the dimly lit field. Indy runs parallel to the sward to outflank the enemy. The horse slows down, but returns to a gallop with gunshots from the Russian. The Russians mount their horse and pursue firing their guns. The Russian captain grins and begins to laugh. The soldiers close in on the horse. They find it alone in a clearing. Returning to the Russian general. Indy swings from a tree branch dropkicking the captain from his horse. Indy grabs the key and the ivory trinket. Indy gallops away. The captain fires some shots that just miss Indy. Indy gallops into the distance. The Russian captain shouts some commands but no one hears him. He goes over the hill and drops his arms in helplessness. Indy rides into a Turkish town. He careens through the center of the city to find his camp team taking off in a large cargo plain. Napier sees Indy and the now approaching Russians. Napier stands in the side door of the plane. Indy catches up on horse to the plane speeding to take off. Napier and a worker pull him in off the horse.

On way to Egyptian office:
Indy knocks on a door. An old friend answers.
SALLAH

Indy!
INDY

Hello, Sallah.
They embrace in friendship.
SALLAH

I was so excited to get your message. The lost city of Troy, found. I can’t express how proud I am of you my friend.


INDY

Thanks. You should go see it sometime. It’s really quite a site.


SALLAH

Tis truly a dream. Out of all the adventures you have taken, you truly have marked your finest.


INDY

Keep going. You butter me up enough and I might be able to get some pieces for your museum.


SALLAH

Haha. You are a true friend. Unfortunately, we have too much shuffle around here. You, careful with that mummy head! It’s not made of metal! Finding good help as a museum director is impossible. Let’s get to my office before I have a stroke.


Sallah’s office:
SALLAH

So, this is the piece you were concerned about. Strangely plain to be so valuable to someone.


INDY

It definitely was to the Russian speaking thieves who jumped us in Turkey.


SALLAH

Still protecting your archaeological finds with a lion’s ferocity I see.


INDY

Who me? Come on, you know I act my age. I’m not as young as my son.


SALLAH

How is Mark by the way? I don’t think I’ve seen him since he started college.


INDY

He graduated. Doing business consulting in the northern Mediterranean. Takes after his mom that way.


SALLAH
Marion always did have a mind for business. I had hoped that the stars would have found a way to keep you two together. I never knew a more brilliant pair.
INDY

We had our own worlds and we couldn’t get them to coalesce. Mark left and we parted ways… How is your family?


SALLAH

I see my youngest from time to time. And Mariah, she is my angel as always. Well, shall we have another look at the Trojan artifact?

INDY

Thought you’d never ask.

Sallah turns the ivory chunk in his hands.
SALLAH

A picture of Homer’s Trojan War I take it. It depicts this piece as the prosthetic shoulder of Pelops, presented to the Greeks as a peace offering at the end of the siege.


INDY

Yes.
SALLAH

Curious, it is just a story, but you did say it was planted there. And this side, Tibetan writing I take it?
INDY

Yes. It says, “For who finds this, I pledge to take the Book of Life, that darkness may not hold the fate of the world.” And a map of some building. I didn’t know what to make of it.


SALLAH

The Bible mentions the Book of Life holding the history of the future. It’s from Revelations, but no reference to it existing on earth has ever been found or mentioned before.


INDY

Till now. But if that piece is what somebody thought was Pelop’s prosthetic shoulder, why the map, and why isn’t it in Elis.


SALLAH

Forgive me, but what the Greeks pronounced to be Pelop’s shoulder did not rest in Elis. The ivory shoulder was recovered within the century after Christ and brought by the Greeks for safe keeping at Patmos Island. They named it the Cybil, for the mistress of the jail keeper who kept it with her on the island.


INDY

The island where St. John wrote Revelations.


SALLAH

There are some accounts that say an easterner served as John’s servant during his stay.


INDY

Somebody thinks this is for real. I’m gonna get tailed if I get in the open. If things get hot, sell it or something. It’s not worth risking your life over.


SALLAH

I was hoping that you could stay and help with some evaluations of some Ramsee pieces before the museums sells some of the less important ones to a collector. I still have the major ones if you have time before your flight to America?

INDY

Sure. By the way, who’s the collector?

SALLAH

Eh…No one. Not anybody important. Can’t think of why I brought it up. Just rambling about the…


INDY smiles

Sallah.
SALLAH

…Marion came. Your son was there also. On his way to Greece I believe. He asked about you.
INDY

What did he say? And Marion bought something?


SALLAH

He just asked where you were. As for Marion, I’m not in charge of sales here. I will however keep this safe for you.


INDY

Thanks, for everything.


ACT II:
Outside a residence:
Indy knocks on a door dressed in a tux. A woman in a night gown steps out.
MELANIE

Yours truly!


INDY

You look stunning.


Melanie kisses Indy on the cheek.
MELANIE

Thank you! You don’t look too bad yourself.


INDY (motions her towards the parked car)

This way.


MELANIE

Oh, I’m so excited. Even celebrities are going to be there to honor you.


INDY

It’s a possibility. I’m not really sure.


MELANIE

It will be great. Especially with you, and the party, and the music, and…


INDY (opening door with grin)

Your company is always a pleasure, madame.


MELANIE (gets in car)

You smoothie.


Ball room:
The car parks and a valet takes the keys from Indy. Melanie and Indy come to the front door of a large roman style Ball Room. The valet parks the car, gets out and slices all four tires and walks out.
Back to front door:

The space is very wide inside and there are several hundred of people there.


ALEX

Good to see you Dr. Jones. Let me take your coats.


INDY

Thanks Alex.


ALEX

This is your big night, huh, professor.


INDY

That’s what they tell me.


ALEX

You knock’em dead Dr. Jones.

Indy looks back again over his shoulder to Alex with a grin and salute and spots a sinister looking group of men checking in at the door. They are dressed in tuxes but are not smiling and are obviously a team.

Melanie and Indy move towards the inside after Alex takes their coats. Indy and Melanie are immediately greeted by a man in a American uniform.
ESCORT

Dr. Jones.


INDY
Yes.
ESCORT

I have a gentleman who would like a word with you. If you could just come with me, we’ll get your clearance taken care of.


President Eisenhower strides over, accompanied by several secret service men.
EISENHOWER

There he is. Please excuse the fuss. Never can be too careful with communist spies about when you least expect it.


INDY

No trouble Mr. President. It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir.


EISENHOWER

The pleasure is all mine. I’m quite a fan of antiquity. Good to know an American is making the best discoveries. Got to stay ahead, don’t you think?


INDY

Um, sure.


EISENHOWER

You’re a good man Jones. You gotta stop by the ranch for a barbecue sometime. I’m looking forward to your speech.


INDY

Thank you, Mr. President.


MELANIE

Making points in high places. I’m glad I’m with you tonight.


INDY

Yeah, stick with me and you get far.


Shot against a pillar:

The valet says some indistinguishable things into the ear of one of the sinister men. The sinister man looks at Indy and then gives an OK signal to the rest of the team.


Back to Indy:

Indy spots the group of sinister men spread out across the room paying no attention to him but looking for something or someone systematically.


A young man serving drinks is knocked over by some dancers. They almost collide with Melanie who moves suddenly to be caught in Indy’s arms. The dancers get up. They knocked one of the sinister men down and away into the crowd beyond Indy and themselves. Indy spots the heel of a pistol inside the man’s jacket but someone quickly walks in front and Indy looks again perplexed but the man is gone.

FEMALE DANCER

Sorry, please excuse us. Things are getting a little crazy out there.

MALE DANCER

Wow! It’s Dr. Jones. Congratulations professor.


INDY

Thanks.
Indy and Melanie move on.


MELANIE

Do you know everybody here?


Indy strokes a lock of Melanie’s hair across her forehead.
INDY

Just the important people.


Indy and Melanie walk over to a fountain with a Roman God standing in the center. Henry and his date turn to meet them.
HENRY

Ah, Junior, you’re finally here. Junior this is Fiona Bramsley, Professor of Neo-Anglo Saxxon literature.


FIONA

Oh it’s so good to finally meet Henry’s son. And such a pretty lady.


MELANIE

Melanie Christopherson, it’s nice to meet you.


FIONA

And so nice to meet you darling.


INDY

Well, you both seem to have this party scoped out.


HENRY

Just making the usual rounds. Congratulations on your discovery son. I always knew you had it in you to do something this great.


INDY

Thanks Dad.


HENRY

I mean it.


FIONA

Henry, you have such lovely children.


MELANIE & INDY

Haha.
MELANIE

We’re not married.
FIONA

Oh pity. You should be. People need to think about the future at any age.


Henry’s eyebrows raise.
INDY

We’re taking things one step at a time.


FIONA

That’s so adorable. Oh heavens, this is your big night! Congratulations. Your father is so proud.


HENRY

Very proud. Come Fiona dear. The first waltz is waiting.


MELANIE

Come on Indy, let’s dance.


Indy make their way to the dance floor.
BYSTANDER

Congratulations on Troy Dr. Jones.


INDY

Thank you.


Indy positions Melanie into dance position and they begin to dance.
MELANIE

Well, I’m glad to find myself in such good company.


INDY

Only the best.

A jazzy piece is playing in the background. They dance for a few shots and Indy catches Marion Ravenwood dancing with a general across the floor. Marion gives a hateful look to Indy who returns the simmering gesture.

MELANIE

Something wrong Indy?


INDY

No, of course not. I like your dress tonight.


MELANIE

Oh, thank you.


INDY

Let’s get something to drink.


MELANIE

Sounds lovely.


They walk over to a bartender.
INDY

Two martini’s please.


BARTENDER

Would you like some olives with those?


INDY

Yeah thanks. A drink for an angel.


Marion looks at Indy and Melanie with disdainful and pained expression.
MELANIE

Thank you.


The main lights go out.
BARTENDER

I guess the ceremony is in a couple minutes. Ready for your big moment Professor?


INDY

Sure, just an award.


Indy looks with an unpleasant expression at a pack of suitors around Marion who has now finished dancing.
MARSHALL

Hello Dr. Jones.


INDY
Marshall! Out scavenging the upper class for museum donations tonight?
MARSHALL

Oh really, Dr. Jones. We’ve put a lot of support into your exploits. The least you could do is tell us where you take your famous finds before they’re auctioned off.


INDY

Excuse me?


MARSHALL

The key to the city is a magnificent piece, but we really would have liked to get all the pieces for a bigger exhibit.


INDY

Can’t blame the Egyptian museum for trying to stay in business.


MARSHALL

No, but it really does look suspicious that your ex-wife’s trading company bought the whole exhibit before we could even make a bid.


INDY

She what?


MARSHALL

All of them. We couldn’t get one piece.


INDY

When?
MARSHALL

Just a few days ago. Oh, don’t tell me you didn’t know.
INDY (spots sinister men positioning at exits and waiting behind Marion who is still surrounded by suitors)

No.
He hands Melanie his glass.


INDY

Hold this. I’ll be right back.

Indy strides across the floor to where Marion has just finished dancing. She is surrounded by several distinguished men including aristocrats, a general, and her assistant Jonathan. They are all competing to talk with her. Indy strides over to Marion and drags her away from the group.

INDY

Excuse me, Madame, may I have this dance?


Marion is stunned as she is taken to the dance floor. She turns her head to smile at some people who say hello to her. Melanie is stunned and forces one of Marion’s suitors to dance.
MARION (in low angry voice looking Indiana in the face)

Really, Jones. You’d think two years of divorce and you’d get over it.


Indy catches the position of some henchman out of the side of his eye.
INDY

Really, I’d have to agree. That’s why I’m a little curious to why you snatched my latest find.


Marion is surprised that he knows.
MARION

Why? Because it’s too profitable not to go after and it’s good for my business. I’ve got to make some sells with the archeaological big wheels tonight. Simple enough?


INDY

Too profitable. Right.


MARION

Don’t flatter yourself.


INDY

Look Marion. I nearly got killed over that thing, and for what it’s worth, I just don’t want you to get caught in the middle of this.


A henchman tries to grab Indiana and Marion who have just danced close to a pillar on the outside wall. He misses pulling them into the darkness as Indy takes them back to the center of the floor which is softly lit.
MARION

Yeah, for what it’s worth. We haven’t been apart long enough for me to fall for a story like that.


INDY

I’m serious Marion.


MARION

You’re serous? Just as serious about digging all over the planet.


INDY

And as serious as you needing to run off for your success, and taking Mark away with you. We don’t have time to argue. I came over to get you out of here and then we can go are own ways again.

MARION

I’m not going anywhere. I’m taking care of my business and my life. And if Mark was here, I’d tell him the same thing. I wanted him to be able to be somebody. Not chasing after mummies half way across the world.

INDY

Mark will do what he thinks he needs to.


MARION

You’re not fooling anyone, Jones. I’m selling the Cybil and there’s nothing you can do about it.


INDY

Marion, there are men here after you!


MARION

Yeah.
Marion nods at the suitors and smiles. Her assistant Jonathan, a suitor approaches them. He takes Marion’s hand. Indy hides a muffled pain.


JONATHAN (British accent)

Something wrong my dear? Excuse me sir, I believe your upsetting the lady.


INDY

Who’s this guy?


MARION

This is my assistant Jonathan.


Jonathan puts a hand around Marion’s waist.
JONATHAN

And I assume this is the infamously absent Dr. Jones.


INDY

I’m very sorry mister, we’re busy.


JONATHAN

There must be some time for friendly conversation just after introductions… No, too bad. The German Chancellor has just promised a bid my dear, but he wishes to speak with you first.


Marion walks over to the Chancellor. Indy checks her path of travel while beginning to move.
INDY

Marion.


Indy sees she’s OK next to the Chancellor’s body guards because some goons back away from the body guards. Jonathan stops him.
JONATHAN

I think she is rather busy at the moment, Professor. Sorry, I don’t think that I properly introduced myself. I run the day to day operations for Marion’s trading company. We market and find places for the things quaint people like you find, playing in the dirt.


INDY

You oughta come down and play sometime. We’re usually bereft of company of your quality.


JONATHAN

I’d love to, but you know work, work, work. It seems like there’s only time for fun if I can find it at work. Practically living at the office.


INDY

You should get out more.

JONATHAN

You’re so right. Unfortunately for us desk jockeys, we won’t be getting awards like you. Um…what was it called again?

INDY

It’s the one they give out right before the award for hardest working gigolo.


JONATHAN
Hahaha. I don’t think I’ve heard of that one.
INDY

You’re not as ahead in the running as you’d like.


JONATHAN

I’m already ahead Dr. Jones. I’ve got my drink. Soon, I’ll have the rest of the bar.


INDY

You’re pretty thirsty.


JONATHAN

You have no idea.


INDY

Too bad the bartender won’t fall for it.


JONATHAN

I guess I’ll just have to get her to look the other way.


INDY

Wouldn’t count on it.


JONATHAN

I’m quite cunning Dr. Jones.


INDY

Not to me.


JONATHAN

I’m out of you’re league, Dr. Jones. In more ways than you know.


Jonathan signals a henchman with a look.
INDY

We’ll have to talk again later.


JONATHAN

I can hardly wait.


Indy goes over to Marion, waits for her to stop talking.
MARION

Don’t you have somewhere you need to be.


INDY

Wait over there by the stage and stay in sight. We’re getting out of here.


MARION

For the last time, Jones.


Indy is suddenly pulled away from Marion by one of the goons.
Indy struggles against a sinister goon and simultaneously crashes into a table. Some of the people around them flee but some men stay to watch the fight. The rest of the ball room is unaware of the struggle because of the size of the ball and playing music.
Marion is taken by two other goons and puts up a good enough struggle that their escape with her is greatly minimized.

Indy continues the struggle and knocks out a new henchman. He then sends the previous one crashing into one of the onlookers who was incompetently criticizing the fighting technique. Indy spots Marion being hauled away in a futilely inconspicuous manner. Shouts around Marion begin to sound. Indy spots a henchman on the way to Marion, lowering a pistol at the President. Indy knocks out the Henchman.

INDY

Mr. President, I think I it would be beneficial to make your exit.


EISENHOWER

How did that man get here? Wh..what are you going to do?


INDY

Go talk to a girl.


Indy runs over the vacated stage in the center of the room to get to Marion. Before he gets to the middle of the stage:
PRESENTER

Lady and Gentlemen let me introduce the winner of this years Archaeological Society’s National Achievement Award.


Indiana is stopped by the trophy thrust into his hand. He politely nods and waves to the clapping crowd for a split second and then charges off the stage in pursuit of Marion. The presenter is confused and a little embarrassed.
PRESENTER

Professor Indiana Jones.


A henchman fires a machine gun at Indy leaving the stage area. The crowd panics and begins running all over the room in disarray.
A small distance away:
HENRY (sighs to nearby guest)

My son.
Back to Marion and Indy:


A goon holding Marion knocks out one of her suitors. Indy knocks out one of the goons holding Marion with the trophy which is released as the goon goes down. Indy picks up the demolished trophy with regret. Another goon grabs Marion and puts a knife to her throat. Indy quickly grabs the knife hand and knocks him out.
MARION (briefly taken)

Indy.
INDY

Marion.
MARION (looks at one of the suitors on the floor)

You could’ve come a little sooner.


INDY

What’re you talking about?


Marion is taken by Zanglief, who was expertly hidden behind a pillar, and drags her off into the middle of the room with martial skill.
INDY

Marion!
Indy spots the presidential escorts getting taken down. Indy shoots a henchman with a recently aquired gun. He turns to a secret service man.


INDY

Get him out of here!

Marion accidentally kicks a punch bowl onto an emotionally charging Melanie who stops in prissy despair. Marion looks apologetic, thinks for a second, then grins.

Zanglief passes Marion off to another goon. Jonathan picks up a gun from the floor and shoots the goon in the back. Jonathan grins at Zanglief who grins back. Jonathan puts on the henchman’s coat and takes his pistol.
JONATHAN

Let’s get you out of here darling.


Indy sees the back of Jonathan’s head in the henchman tuxedo uniform with a pistol and Marion. Indy pulls Jonathan away and knocks him out, perplexed when he is on the ground.
MARION

Nice job.


INDY

Again, you’re welcome.


MELANIE

Indy!
A henchman hears Melanie and grabs her. Indy goes to save her. Marion is enraged. Indy knocks out the henchman. And grabs Melanie.


MELANIE

Indy, my dress!


INDY

Your what?


MELANIE

My dress!


A villain grabs Indy from behind. Indy can’t get free. The villain raises a knife. Marion knocks out the henchman with a stone from one of the many fountains.
Indy grabs Marion leaning her back against a front leg.
INDY

Where’s the Cybil?


Melanie sees Indy holding Marion and gets the wrong idea and walks off.
INDY

Melanie, wait!


MARION slyly smiles

Loose your floozy.


INDY

No more games. Where’s the Cybil? They’re after it!


MARION

Look Jones, if you want it back then too bad. You should’ve held on to it.


INDY

We’re getting out of here, now.


Indy drags Marion out back door. They run to Indy’s car only to find that its tires are flat.
INDY

Not good.


MARION

Oh great. You’re a real lifesaver.


Indy sees a black car and breaks in. He and Marion enter.
INDY

Keep your head down.


The car peals out.
MARION

Dammit Indy, you really wrecked my night.


A car with Russians pulls by.
INDY

Wrecked your…your night!

Indy sideswipes the Russians and knocks them off the road. He grins then notices the Pressidential symbol in the bottom of the car.

INDY

Hold on.
Indy jerks the car on a sharp turn.


MARION

Where are we going?


INDY

I gotta drop this car off.


British embassy:
Cpt. YATES

Indiana Jones, what are you doing here? I thought you were at your Archeological Ball tonight.


INDY

Well, some Russians crashed the party and after that things kinda died out.


Cpt. YATES

Good gads, that’s the Presidential limo.


INDY

Could you get it back to its owner for us? We kinda need to hide.


Cpt. YATES

Of course, no worries. We’ll just blame it on the Russians like always. We will need to get you out of the country, however. The Russian spy network is incredibly sophisticated.


INDY

Sophisticated enough to find us here?


Cpt. YATES

Yes, but you have my word that you should be safe for tonight. I’ll see to your room’s security myself.


Indy and Marion’s room:
Indy spots the Cybil in Marion’s suitcase.
MARION looking elsewhere in the room

Mark and I stopped by in Cairo, but you weren’t there. It would have been nice to have you there. Mark would have liked it.


INDY

Yeah…I would have liked to see…him too. I was still at Troy.


MARION

He’s a lot like you despite my best efforts. He’s wanted to be you ever since he was old enough to swing that lasso.


INDY looking out window at a twirling Tibetan tribal staff in the air w/o a support

It’s not a las…


MARION

Well, whatever it is. It’s just that the whole time we were there it felt as if…Jone’s?


INDY

I’ll be right back.


MARION

Dammit, Indy! You never listen to me.


Warehouse in embassy compound:
Indy crawls through the window. An ancient Tibetan figure appears into sight to Indy’s back. Indy, startled, draws his gun taken from the room.
INDY

Who are you?

TONG

No need for hysterics Dr. Jones. You are quite safe here.

INDY

What…how do you know my name? What are you doing here?


TONG

You are very well known Dr. Jones. As for me, I am but a humble caretaker of this world. Powers in high places are searching for a book with no earthly origin. The book must be found before evil finds it.


INDY

Why are you talking to me? I don’t need to get caught up in something like this


TONG

There are some things in this world that I cannot do Professor. I cannot aid your son who has been looking for the book on Patmos Island.


INDY

I don’t know who you are, mister. But I don’t like people playing dirty games with me.


TONG

No games. They will want you to go there. They want it for themselves. The shoulder of Pelops will guide you.


INDY

I’ve found the chunk of ivory. What does this have to do with my boy?


TONG

You must find the Book of Life, professor. The Russian general must not have it. You will know what to do.


Tong disappears before Indy’s eyes. Indy picks up a feather from his disappeared staff. Indy hustles back to the room.
MARION sarcastically

Find what you were looking for?


INDY

Mark was with you in Cairo. Where did he go after that?


MARION

Greece or something…wh. What are you talking about? What happened?


INDY

I’m not sure. Some things aren’t adding up. I gotta check on something.


MARION

Wait, Indy. Why don’t you stay for half a minute.


Indy leaves the room to the lobby.
Cpt. Yates

Ah Jones, that plane ride. How does Greece sound to you?


INDY

That’s pretty close to the eastern block and Greece is having a communist insurgence. Why do you want me to go there?

Cpt. YATES

Very well, old friend. Our spies were tracking your pursuers. They want the Cybil because it holds a map to find what the Bible mentions in Revelations, the Book of Life. Do you know what it is?

INDY

I know if you want it, you’re chasing a ghost. You can’t be serious.


EMBASSY DIRECTOR

Oh, we’re very serious, Dr. Jones. A rogue Russian general has taken his loyal division to search for the Book. General Zanglief has broken contact with Moscow. He is known to torture prisnors and to advocate a final war with the West. Can’t have rogue Russian generals rewriting the future, old chap. We need you to find it.


INDY

One more thing. Is there anyone else, any Americans, searching for the Book of Life.


EMBASSY DIRECTOR

No one. Read this briefing on the way. The Russians are looking for the Book in the Peloponnesian mountains. Don’t compromise your task with people you might find.


Cpt. Yates looks at the ground and gives Indy an apologetic look.
Indy takes off on a plane, alone, which arrives at his destination in Greece.
ACT III:
Peloponnesian mountains:
INDY

Nicholas, stay with the horses. I’m going to have a look around.


NICHOLAS

Be careful, Indy. Russians don’t take prisoners.


Indy heads up the trail in the Greek twilight past some ancient ruins. A Russian Camp is partially hidden under olive trees in the hills on the other side of the small mountain valley. A man, dressed in a Russian uniform with a Russian rifle, is surveying the camp with binoculars. Indy drops down from the short ledge above, and clobbers him with a double fisted pummel. The man recoils on the ground, turns, and stops as Indy stops.
MARK

Jesus. Dad? You almost killed me.


INDY

M…Mark?
MARK

Are you alright, Dad. You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.
INDY

I’m fine. Are you…


MARK

Sure…it wasn’t that bad. What are you doing here?


INDY

Looking for what you’re looking for, the Book of Life.

MARK flabbergasted

You kn…Dad, I was gonna find it. I need to find it. Just let me handle this one.


INDY

I know you can, but there are a lot more things going on that you don’t know about. I don’t think you would’ve turned the tidy profit you think you would for your Mom.


MARK



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