(CRICKETS CHIRP) # You ain't nothin' but a hound dog # Cryin' all the time (ALL WHOOP) # You ain't nothin' but a hound dog # Cryin' all the time # Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit # And you ain't no friend of mine # Well, they said you was high classed # Well, that was just a lie # Yeah, they said you was high classed # Well, that was just a lie # Yeah, you ain't never caught a rabbit # And you ain't no friend of mine # You ain't nothin' but a hound dog Hey! Hey, guys! # Cryin' all the time # You ain't nothin' but a hound dog # Cryin' all the time # Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit # And you ain't no friend of mine Faster! Hey, what you got under there? Hey, you want to race? Come on! Come on, let's go! (GIRLS SCREAM) # Well, they said you was high classed # Well, that was just a lie Come on! Please? Come on! Let's go! Come on! # And you ain't no friend of mine (ENGINE REVS, TYRES SCREECH)) Come on! Let's go! (LAUGHS) Go faster! Faster! Whoo! # Well, that was just a lie # When they said you was high class # Well, that was just a lie # Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit # And you ain't no friend of mine # You ain't nothin' but a hound dog... # Sorry, gentlemen. This whole area is closed for weapons testing for 24 hours. That includes on-base personnel. Good afternoon, sir. I'm afraid that goes for you, too, Colonel. The Pentagon sent out... (GRUNTING) (GASPS) (BOTH SHOUT IN RUSSIAN) Russians. This ain't gonna be easy. Not as easy as it used to be. Well, we've been through worse. Yeah? When? Flensburg. There was twice as many. We were younger. I still am young! We had guns. Put your hands down, will you? You're embarrassing us. Bet you 500 bucks we can get out of this. Ohh. Let's call it 100. You recognize building, yes? Drop dead. I'm sorry. I meant drop dead, comrade. (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) Where was he found? In Mexico. They were digging in the dirt, looking for this stuff. You're not from around here, are you? Where is it you would imagine I am from, Dr Jones? The way you're sinking your teeth into those wubble-Us, I should think maybe Eastern Ukraine. Highest marks. Colonel Dr Irina Spalko. Three times I have received Order of Lenin. Also medal as Hero of Socialist Labour. And why? Because I know things. I know them before anyone else. And what I do not know, I find out. Now, what I need to know now is in here. (CHUCKLES) You are a hard man to read, Dr Jones. Ouch. So, we will do this, what is expression, old-fashioned way. You will tell us. You will help us find what we seek. (BOTH SPEAK RUSSIAN) This warehouse is where you and your government have hidden all of your secrets, yes? This is a military warehouse. I've never been here before in my life. Object we seek, rectangular storage container, dimensions 2 metres by 0.5 metre by 66 centimetres. Contents of box, mummified remains. This is no doubt familiar to you. What makes you think I've got any idea what box you're talking about? Because 10 years ago, you were part of the team that examined it. Look,... ..even if I... knew what you were talking about... You will help us find it. Compass. I need a compass. You know, north, south, east... West. No compass? I need your bullets. (LAUGHS, SPEAKS RUSSIAN) (ALL LAUGH) The contents of that box are highly magnetised. I need gunpowder. You want my help or not? Don't toy with me, Dr Jones. What is the point of all this? If it's still magnetic, the metal in this gunpowder should point the way. (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) Shells. Give me some shotgun shells. Pliers. (RUMBLING) (BOTH SPEAK RUSSIAN) (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) Drop the guns, or Colonel Dr Spalko is dead. (GUN CLICKS) Why, Mac? Well, what can I say, Jonesey? I'm a capitalist, and they pay. After all those years we spent spying on the Reds? I thought we were friends, Mac. I've had a run of bad luck with the cards lately, mate. Awful. Bloody awful. I can't go home empty-handed again. No defiant last words, Dr Jones? I like Ike. Put down gun. You got it, pal. Aghh! (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) (GUNSHOTS, CHAOTIC SHOUTING) Damn, I thought that was closer. Come on. Come on. (TYRES SCREECH) He's not to get out of here alive! Block the exits! Don't get clever, Boris. You don't know him. You don't know him! You don't know him! You don't know him! You don't know... (GUNSHOTS) Ow! (BEEPING) (WHIRRING) (BEEPING, WHIRRING) (BEEPING) (SCREAMING) (CHATTERING IN RUSSIAN) You did well. Ah! Oh! (DISTANT RUSSIAN VOICES) (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) (KNOCKS ON DOOR) Hello? Hello? (TV) "# Bob Smith and Howdy Doo" "# Say Howdy Doo to you" Hello! (TV PLAYS) Hey. I knocked. You guys got a... Wait a minute. "Come on, gang!" "(ALL) # It's time to go" (SIREN WAILS) Oh, that can't be good. "All personnel, it is now one minute to zero time. Put on goggles or turn away. Do not remove goggles or face burst until 10 seconds after first light." That can't be good at all. (SIREN WAILS) (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) Wait! Wait! Wait, wait, wait! Wait! Sure! Great! Don't wait for me! "Minus 15 seconds." "# Howdy Doo, say Howdy Doo to you" "# Let's give a rousing cheer cos Howdy Doody's here" "Minus 10 seconds." "Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero." Uh... You can never have too much coinage with Burger King's new Change Range, starting from just $1 ` and the new Bacon Cheeseburger for just $3. (GEIGER COUNTER TICKS) I had no reason to believe that Mac was a spy. He was MI6 when I was in OSS. We did 20, 30 missions together in Europe and the Pacific. Don't wave your war record in our face, Colonel Jones. We all served. No kidding? What side were you on? I don't think you recognise the gravity of your situation. You aided and abetted KGB agents who broke into a top-secret military installation in the United States of America, my country. What was in the steel box they took? You tell us. You've seen it before. Oh. You mean that Air Force fiasco in '47. I was tossed into a bus with blacked-out windows and 20 people I wasn't allowed to speak to. Hauled out in the night in the middle of nowhere on some urgent recovery project and shown what? Pieces of wreckage and an intensely magnetic shroud covering mutilated remains? None of us was ever given the full picture. We were threatened with treason if we ever talked about it. You tell me what was in the box. Indy, thank God. Don't you know it's dangerous to climb into a refrigerator? They're death-traps! Good to see you, too, Bob. (LAUGHS) Relax, boys. I can vouch for Dr Jones. What the hell is going on? KGB on American soil? Who is that woman? Describe her. Tall, thin, mid-30s, carried a sword, a rapier, I think. Yeah, that's her. You sure she's here? Here and gone. Who is she? Irina Spalko, she was Stalin's fair-haired girl. His favourite scientist, if you can call psychic research science. General Ross. She's leading teams from the Kremlin all over the world, scooping up artefacts she says have paranormal military applications. General Ross! Back off, Paul. Not everyone in the Army's a Commie and certainly not Indy. What exactly am I being accused of, besides surviving a nuclear blast? Nothing yet. But, frankly, your association with George McHale makes your activities suspicious, including those during the war. Are you nuts? Do you have any idea how many medals this son of a bitch won? A great many, I'm sure. But does he deserve them? Dr Jones, let's just say for now that you are of interest to the Bureau. Of great interest. ...which we also see in Skara Brae on the west coast of Scotland. Skara Brae dates from 3100BC and was continuously occupied for 600 years until it was apparently abandoned in 2500 BC. There's no clear evidence as to why its occupants decided to abandon a healthy environment. Yes? May I have a moment, Professor? Er, yes. Open up Michaelson. Review Chapter four. We'll be discussing the difference between migration and exodus. (STUDENTS CHATTER) What?! You have no idea the pressure coming from the Board of Regents. The FBI showed up, ransacked your office, searched all your files! You're the dean. Why didn't you stop them? They have no right. They had every right! They were federal agents with search warrants! The university won't get embroiled in that kind of controversy, not in this charged climate. So you're firing me. A leave of absence is all. An indefinite leave of absence. You are firing me! They've agreed to continue to pay your full salary... I don't want their money! Please don't be foolish. You don't know what I went through to get that. You went through? What exactly did you have to go through, Charlie? Henry... I resigned. Where will you go? Train to New York, overnight to London, for starts. I might end up teaching in Leipzig. Heinrich owes me a favour. I'll wire you when I get settled. You can send the rest of my things. There's nothing to keep you here. I barely recognize this country. The government has us seeing Communists in our soup. When the hysteria reaches academia, I guess it's time to call it a career. How did Deirdre take the news? How does any wife take such things? The look on her face was a combination of pride and panic. I never should've doubted you, my friend. You have reason to question your friends these days. Brutal couple of years, huh, Charlie? First Dad, then Marcus. We've reached the age where life stops giving us things and starts taking them away. Just another half glass. (TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS) Hey! Hey, old man! Professor, hello? Hey! Are you Dr Jones? You're running out of platform, kid. Are you a friend of Dr Oxley's? Harold Oxley? The archaeologist? Yeah. What about him? They're gonna kill him. # Wake up little Susie... I haven't talked to Harold Oxley in 20 years. He's a brilliant guy. He could put you to sleep just by talking. Yeah. Yeah. When I was a kid, that's how I did get to sleep. Oxley's voice was better than a glass of warm milk, you know? The name's Mutt, Mutt Williams. Mutt? Yeah. What kind of name is that? It's the one I picked. You got a problem? Take it easy. What was your relationship to Oxley? My dad died in the war. Ox kind of helped my mom raise me. You were saying somebody's gonna kill him? Six months ago, my mom gets a letter from the Ox. He's down in Peru. Found some type of skull, a crystal skull. Like the one that guy Mitchell-Hodgkiss? Hedgkiss? The one he found. Nice jacket. The Ox and I were obsessed with the Mitchell-Hedges skull in college. How do you know about it? Are you kidding? He'd talk about that thing till the cows come home. It's like an idol? Deity carving. Mesoamerican. There are a number of crystal skulls in the world. I saw one in the British Museum. Interesting craftsmanship, but that's about it. Laugh if you want. Oxley said he found it this time. He said this was real and he was going to Akator with it. Akator? He said that? Yeah. You're sure? He said Akator. What is it? It's a mythical lost city in the Amazon. Conquistadors called it El Dorado. Supposedly, the Ugha tribe were chosen by the gods 7,000 years ago to build a giant city out of solid gold. It had aqueducts and paved roads and technology that wouldn't be seen again for 5,000 years. Francisco de Orellana disappeared into the Amazon looking for it in 1546. I almost died of typhus looking for it myself. I don't think it exists. Why would Ox take the skull there? The legend says that a crystal skull was stolen from Akator in the 15th or 16th century, and that whoever returns the skull to the city temple will be given control over its power. Power. So there's some kind of power. What's the power? (LAUGHS) I don't know, kid. It's just a story. No. From his letter, my mom thought the Ox was off his rocker. So she goes down there to find him, only he'd already been kidnapped. Now they've got her, too. Ox said he hid that skull some place, and if my mom doesn't find it, they're gonna kill them both. Now, she said you'd help me. Me? What's your mom's name again? Mary Williams. You remember her? There were a lot of Marys, kid. Shut up! That's my mother you're talking about! Alright? My mother. You don't have to get sore all the time just to prove how tough you are. Sit down. Please. She said if anybody could find the skull, it's you. Like you're some type of... Like a grave robber or something. I'm a tenured professor of archaeology. Oh, you're a teacher. Well, that's gonna be a big help. She called me two weeks ago from South America. Said she'd escaped, but they were after her. She said she got a letter from the Ox and mailed it to me to give it to you. Then the line went dead. I opened it. It's gibberish. It's not even English lettering. See? See those two bricks over there, at the counter? I don't think they're here for the milkshakes Who are they? Don't know. Maybe FBI. (IN RUSSIAN ACCENT) Come quietly, Dr Jones. Make that KGB. And bring letter with you. Letter? What letter? (CHUCKLES) Letter Mr Williams just give you. Do I look like a mailman? We don't ask again. Come now or we'll... Or what? Nice try, kid, but I think you just brought a knife... to a gunfight. Outside now. Hit this guy. Who? Joe College. Hit him hard. Here, hold this. What? That's my boyfriend! Take it outside! > Get that greaser! (CHAOTIC SHOUTING) (ROCK'N'ROLL MUSIC PLAYS) Your mom didn't escape. They let her go, so she could mail the letter and you could bring it to me and I could translate it! (MEN SPEAK RUSSIAN) Get on, gramps! # I said shake, rattle and roll # I said shake, rattle and roll # I said shake, rattle and roll # (TYRES SCREECHING) Go, go, go, go, go! (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) (TYRES SCREECH) (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) (SCREAMING) (CROWD CHANT) This is crazy! Somebody's gonna get hurt! (SCREAMING) (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) (TYRES SCREECH) (TYRES SCREECH) Left! Go left! Left! (SIREN WAILS) (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) (MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVS) (SCREAMING) Move! Split, split! Split, split! You're going too fast. That's a matter of opinion! (BOTH SCREAM) Excuse me, Dr Jones. Yes? Erm, I just had a question on Hargrove's normative culture model. Forget Hargrove. Read Vere Gordon Childe on diffusionism. He spent most of his life in the field. If you wanna be a good archaeologist,... ...you gotta get out of the library! Burgers the way they're meant to be. Who is that? Francisco de Orellana, the conquistador. Remember, the guy who got lost looking for the skull. And just as I thought. Koihoma. What's that? It's an extinct Latin American language. Pre-Columbian syllabic base. Diagonal stresses on the ideograms. Definitely Koihoma. You speak it? Nobody speaks it. It hasn't been heard aloud in 3,000 years. I might be able to read a bit if I walk it through Mayan first. You know, for an old man, you ain't bad in a fight. Thanks a lot. What are you, like, 80? It's a riddle. Leave it to Ox to write a riddle in a dead language. "Follow the lines in the earth only gods can read which lead to Orellana's cradle guarded by the living dead." He's talking about the Nazca Lines. What are those? Hold on here. Geoglyphs. Giant ancient drawings carved into the desert floor in Peru. From the ground, they don't look like anything. But from the sky, only the gods can read them, because only gods live up there. Oxley's telling us the skull is in Nazca, Peru. (HENS CLUCK) (MEXICAN MUSIC PLAYS) (ALL SPEAK FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Finally. They saw him. Ox wandered into town a few months ago, raving like a madman. Police locked him up in the sanatorium. This way. I took Spanish. I didn't understand that. Quechua, local Incan dialect. Where'd you learn that one? Long story. I got time. I rode with Pancho Villa. A couple of his guys spoke it. Bullshit! You asked. Pancho Villa? Technically, I was kidnapped. By Pancho Villa? It was the fight against Victoriano Huerta. How old were you? About your age. Your parents must've had a cow, huh? It worked out. Things were tense at home. Me and my mom aren't on the best of terms. Treat her right. You only get one, sometimes not for long. It's not my fault. It's hers. She got POed cos I quit school. She thinks I'm some kind of goof. You quit school? Yeah. Tons of them. Fancy prep schools that teach you how to debate and chess and fencing. I'm great with a blade. But it's a waste of time. Never finished. No. Just a bunch of useless skills. Wrong books. I love reading. Me and Ox used to read all the time. But now I can pick them myself. What do you do for money? Fix motorcycles. Gonna do that for the rest of your life? Maybe I will, Teach. You got a problem with that? Not if that's what you love doing. Don't let anybody tell you different. This is it. Sister. (SPEAKS NATIVE LANGUAGE) She says Ox isn't here. She doesn't know where he is. Some men came and took him away, men with guns. (SHOUTS) He was obsessed, deranged. Drew pictures on the walls of his cell. (SHOUTS) This riddle in Oxley's letter doesn't make any sense. "Follow the lines that only the gods can read that lead to Orellana's cradle." Cradle, cradle, birth. Orellana wasn't born in Peru. He was born in Spain. He was a conquistador. He came here for the gold. What happened to him? He disappeared along with six others. Their bodies were never found. He must have lost his mind. Ox, man, what happened? What happened? This is not the Mitchell-Hedges skull. Look at the elongated cranium. And the same word in different languages, over and over again. Retour. Voltar. Ritorno. Return. Return where? Or return what? You mean the skull? Seems to have been on his mind. Where was he supposed to return it to? Sweep. Yeah. Ox didn't mean Orellana's birthplace. Cradle has another meaning in Mayan. Literally, it means "resting place," as in final resting place. Ox meant Orellana's grave. This drawing scratched into the floor is the cemetery where he's buried. You said nobody ever found his grave. Well, it looks like Harold Oxley did. (THUNDER RUMBLES) "Grave robbers will be shot." Good thing we're not grave robbers. What are we looking for? I don't know yet. Maybe an antechamber off one of these barrows. I think I just saw something! Oh, you're jumping at shadows. This way down. (SCREAMS) (GROANS) This way up. Yeah. (SCREECHING) Agh! (SCREAMS) Those darts are poison! Stay there. You're a... a teacher? Part-time. Uh... You can never have too much coinage with Burger King's new Change Range, starting from just $1 ` and the new Bacon Cheeseburger for just $3. Dead end. Maybe. What are you doing? Put that thing away. Give me some light over here. Bring it over here. It's just a thing. (AIR WHISTLES) Ohh! Agh! Aghh! (SCORPIONS SCREECH) Agh! Agh! Agh! Dance on your own dime, will ya? A scorpion just stung me! Will I die? How big? Huge! Good. Good? When it comes to scorpions, the bigger the better. A small one bites ya, don't keep it to yourself. Their skulls. Look at their skulls, man. Like the drawings in Oxley's cell. Means we're getting closer. That's crazy. Why is it like that? Nazca Indians used to bind their infants' heads with rope to elongate the skull like that. Why? Honour the gods. No, no. God's head is not like that, man. Depends on who your god is. You're going nowhere fast. Professor, this really is a dead end. Look. Whoa! Hey! Come on, genius. Bring the backpack. This is incredible. Unreal. Don't touch anything. Footprints. Somebody's been here. Recently. Two sets of prints. Same size, could've been the same person twice. Not bad, kid. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Orellana and his men might've made it out of the jungle after all. Give me some light. You don't have a knife, do you? Looks like he just died yesterday. The wrappings preserved him. What just happened? He's been wrapped up for 500 years. Air doesn't agree with him. Thanks. (CLEARS THROAT) I don't wanna keep borrowing yours all the time. That's fine. I was gonna put it back. Is this one open already? It's him. It's Orellana himself. They called him The Gilded Man. His lust for gold was legendary. It's odd. Somebody's been here and gone. But they left all this gold and all the artefacts. What were they looking for? Hold this. No. No. (SNIFFS) Ohh. Un...believable. No tool marks. A single piece of seamless quartz. Cut across the grain. It's not possible, even with today's technology, it would shatter. Crystal's not magnetic. Neither is gold. What is this thing? Maybe the Nazca Indians thought this was their god. You think this is the one from... From Akator. Maybe the Spaniards found this skull along with all this other loot. They were headed for their ships along the shore. Maybe the Indians caught up with them, or they got to squabbling amongst themselves over their prize, killed each other off. The Indians wrap them up and bury them. A couple of hundred years later, Oxley shows up here, finds the skull. Takes it away, maybe to Akator. But then he returns it here. Return. Return, like he wrote on the walls of his cell. He put it back where he found it. Why? Hello, Jonesey. (COCKS GUN) (RUSSIAN MUSIC PLAYS) (ALL CLAP, CHATTER) You're lucky I turned up, Jonesey. Dovchenko there wanted to blow your brains out. That's the third time I've saved your life. Unshackle me. I'll give you a big hug. You had a Luger pointed at the base of your skull the first time we met. I had the situation under control. You owe me. What do you owe them? After the war, when you turned, how many names did you give the Reds? You're not seeing the big picture! How many good men died because of you? Eventually, they're gonna let me out of this chair, comrade, and when they do, I'm gonna break your nose. "Comrade"? You think this is about flags? About uniforms? You think this is about lines on a map? It's just about money, isn't it? No. Not only money. A gigantic pile of money. Don't worry about what the Russians will pay. It's nothing compared to what's at Akator. An entire city of gold. It's what the conquistadors were after. For God's sake, Jonesey, we'd be rich! Richer than Howard Hughes! Blood money, every nickel. I need you to see the angle here, mate. Be smart. Do the right thing. Just like in... Like in Berlin. Got me? Just like in Berlin. You want me to trot off, or should we sing a song? How fortunate our failure to kill you, Dr Jones. You survive to be of service to us once again. Well, you know me, always glad to help. "Now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds." You recognise those words? It was your own Dr Oppenheimer after he created the atomic bomb. He was quoting the Hindu bible. It was nuclear intimidation. But now this next level of weapon is ours to have, yours to fear. Weapon? What weapon? A mind weapon. A new frontier of psychic warfare. That was Stalin's dream. (LAUGHS) Now I know why Oxley put the skull back where he found it. He knew you were looking for it. That skull is no mere deity carving. Surely you knew that the moment you laid eyes on it. It was not made by human hands. Who made it, then? Come on. The body we found in New Mexico was not the first. We'd dissected two others from similar crash sites in Soviet Union. Saucer men from Mars. The legends about Akator are all true. Early men could not have conceived it, much less built it. It was a city of supreme beings with technologies and paranormal abilities. You gotta be kidding me. Why do you choose not to believe your own eyes? The New Mexico specimen gave us hope. Unlike the others we'd found, its skeleton was pure crystal. A distant cousin, perhaps. Maybe they, too, were sent to find Akator. Perhaps we're all searching for the same thing. There is no other explanation. There's always another explanation. The skull was stolen from Akator in the 15th century. Whoever returns it... Returns it to the city temple will gain control over its powers. I've heard that bedtime story before. It's a legend. Why do you think Akator even existed? You should ask your friend. (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) We're certain he's been there. Oxley? (RUSSIAN MUSIC PLAYS) (MUMBLING) (GIBBERS) Ox, it's me, Indy. Ox? Ox, you're faking it, right? "Through eyes that last I saw in tears..." Ox, listen to me, pal. Your name is Harold Oxley. You were born in Leeds, England. We went to school together in Chicago. And you were never this interesting. My name is Ind... My name is Henry Jones, Jr. What have you done to him? We ain't done a thing. It's the bloody skull. He is the divining rod that will lead us to Akator. But we need someone to interpret him for us. His mind, it seems, is quite weak. Let's hope yours is stronger. The skull's crystal stimulates an undeveloped part of the human brain, opening a psychic channel. Oxley lost control of his mind by staring too long into its eyes. We believe you can get through to him after you have done the same. I've got a better idea. You look at it. The skull does not speak to everyone, it seems. Surely you're not afraid, Dr Jones. You've spent your entire life searching for answers. Think of the truth behind those eyes. There may be hundreds of skulls at Akator. Whoever finds them will control the greatest natural force the world has ever known. Power over the mind of man. Be careful, you might get exactly what you wish for. I usually do. (CLOCK TICKS) (WHIRRING) Imagine. To peer across the world and know the enemy's secrets. To place our thoughts into the minds of your leaders. Make your teachers teach the true version of history, your soldiers attack on our command. We'll be everywhere at once, more powerful than a whisper, invading your dreams, thinking your thoughts for you while you sleep. We will change you, Dr Jones, all of you, from the inside. We will turn you into us. And the best part? You won't even know it's happening. Return. Return. That's enough. That's enough. If he dies, we can't get there. Cover it. Henry. You alright, Jonesey? You broke my nose! I told you. Enough! You will speak to Oxley and lead us to Akator, yes? (DISAGREES IN RUSSIAN) (GROANS) Take him outside! You alright, kid? They left my bike at the cemetery. Yeah, but you're alright? They left my bike. Whoa! Wait, wait. Stop. Uh-huh? I'm ready. Don't give these pigs a thing. You heard him. Clearly I have chosen the wrong pressure point. Perhaps I can find a more sensitive one. (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) Get your hands off me, you rotten Russki son of a bitch! Indiana Jones. (LAUGHS) About time you showed up. Mom! Sweetheart. "Mom"? What are you doing here? Forget about me. Are you alright? "Mom"? Young man, I specifically told you not to come here. Marion is your mother? You never said that. Marion Ravenwood is your mother? For God's sake, Indy, it's not that hard. I know, I mean, I just never thought... I would have a life after you left. Not what I meant. A damn good life! Well, that's fine. A damn good, really good life! Well, so have I! Yeah? You still leaving a trail of human wreckage, or have you retired? Why? You looking for a date? With anybody but you. So, Dr Jones, you will help us? (GUN COCKS) A simple "yes" will do. Marion, you had to go and get yourself kidnapped. Not like you did any better. Same old, same old. Henry Jones, Jr. Henry Jones, Jr... That's right, Ox. Listen to me. "To lay their just hands on that Golden Key that opes the Palace of Eternity." Palace of... It's from Milton. He's said it before. Why? Ox, you got to tell us how to get to Akator or they'll kill Marion. "Through eyes that last I saw in tears, here in death's dream kingdom..." They're gonna kill Abner's girl. You got to tell us how to get there. We need... Get me paper. Something to write with. (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) Auto-writing! I should have seen this. Henry Jones, Jr. Right. That's right, Ox. Three times it drops. The way down. Three times... Pictographs. Ideograms. Good, Ox. Good. Ox? It's me, Ox. It's Mutt, Ox. Hey, look at me. Look at me. It's me. It's me. The wavy lines mean water, of course. Closed eyes mean sleep. The sun with the arc over the sky stands for time, duration. The word "now" is "until." These two close together, the horizon and the snake, mean one thought. The horizon stood for the world, but it didn't mean the Earth. It meant big, great. "The water sleeps until the great snake." These are directions. Get me a map! (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) The great snake is the Amazon, of course, but "sleep," what water sleeps? (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) Here! Sono. The Portuguese word for "sleep". Yes, good. Exactly. He wants us to follow this curve of the Sono down to where it meets the Amazon to the south east. After that, I'm not sure. Kingdom of dreams, tears and eyes... I have no idea what he means. This could be the route, though. It's a completely unexplored part of the canopy. Go, go, go, go, go! Come on! Kid, what the hell are we doing? They were gonna kill us! Maybe. I had to do something! Something else would've been good. At least I got a plan. This is intolerable. Harold, keep up. (MEN SHOUT IN RUSSIAN) Mom? Stay back! Stop! Stop! Stop! Don't move. Moving makes space, it'll make you sink. I can get out if... Stop it! You're pulling against a vacuum. Just stay calm. OK, I'm calm. What is it? Quicksand? I'm calm. No, it's a dry sand pit. I'm sinking, but I'm calm. Quicksand is a mix of sand, mud and water. It's not as dangerous as... For Pete's sake, we're not in school! Don't worry. There's nothing to worry about unless there's a... Agh! A void collapse. I'll go get something to pull you out. Ox, don't just sit there. For God's sake, man, go get help! Help? Help! Help! Help! Go! Mutt can be a little impetuous. It's not the worst quality in the world. Keep your arms up. When the kid comes back, grab on. Indy, he... He's a good kid, Marion. Get off his back about school. I mean... Not everybody's cut out for it. His name is Henry! Henry. Good name. He's your son. My son? Henry Jones the Third. Why the hell didn't you make him finish school? Mom, grab on! Grab it! I got it. Come on, Mom! Pull, pull, pull, pull! Pull! (GROANS) (HISSING) Grab on. Grab it. Just grab it, Indy. It's a rat snake! Rat snakes aren't that big. Well, this one is! It's not poisonous. Now grab on! Go get something else. Like what? Like... Like a rope or something. There's no Sears and Roebuck here! Grab the snake! (HISSING) Maybe I can touch the bottom. There's no bottom. Now grab it! I think I can feel it with my feet. Grab the snake! Stop calling it that! It's a snake! What do you want me to call it? Say "rope"! What? Say "grab the rope"! (BOTH) Grab the rope! Hold tight. It's slimy. Pull! Get rid of that thing, will ya... ..son? Afraid of snakes. You are one crazy old man. (LAUGHS) Why do you have to do everything the hard way, Jonesey? Eh? Good work, Ox. Thanks. Help. No. No, he was British. My dad was an RAF pilot. He was a war hero, not some schoolteacher! No, sweetheart. Colin was your stepfather. We started dating when you were three months old. He was a good man. Wait, wait, wait. Colin? As in Colin Williams? You... (LAUGHS) You married him? I introduced you! I think you gave up your vote on who I marry when you broke it off a week before the wedding! I think we both knew it wasn't gonna work. You didn't know that. Why didn't you talk to me? We never had an argument I won! It's not my fault you can't keep up! I didn't wanna hurt you! Oh, for love of God, shut the hell up! Didn't you ever wonder years ago why Ox stopped talking to you? He hated that you ran away. Would you two just stop? Yeah, Marion, let's not let the kid see Mom and Dad fight. You're not my dad, OK? You bet I am. And I got news for you. You're gonna go back and finish school! Really? What happened to, "There's not a damn thing wrong with it"? You remember that? That was before I was your father! You're not my father! Yes, he is. You should have told me. I had a right to know. You vanished after that. I wrote. A year later! By then, Mutt was born and I was married! Why are you bothering to tell me now? Because I thought we were gonna die! Not yet! You got it? (KNIFE CLICKS, CLOTH TEARING) Oh, shit. I'm sure I wasn't the only one to go on with my life. There must've been plenty of women for you over the years. Yeah. There were a few, but they all had the same problem. Yeah? What's that? They weren't you, honey. (PUNCHING) Whoa! We gotta get Oxley back, get our hands on that skull and get to Akator before they do. Grab the wheel. What's he gonna do now? Ha! I don't think he plans that far ahead. Yeah. Oh! Scooch over, will ya, son? Don't call me "son". Don't. I think I'd cover my ears if I were you. Duck! Duck! Move, move! Pull up next to that duck. Henry Jones, Jr. (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) Jones! (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) (GROANS) Come on! Come on! (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) Whoaaa! Get down! Ox has 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. Jonesey! Jonesey! Hi, Mac. (GROANS) Indy. Shut up! Indy! Shut up! Indy! You stupid son of a bitch! I'm CIA. CIA. I almost screamed it at you in the tent. I said, "Just like Berlin". What were we in Berlin, mate? Double agents! Throw me the skull! Throw me the skull! Get on your front foot. Riposte. It's not a match, Mom. You fight like a young man, eager to begin, quick to finish. Mutt, disengage! Agh! Whoa! Whoa! Hey! Hey, I got the skull! Throw the bag! Throw it! Gun! Gun! Agh! What are you looking at, Daddy-o? She's getting away! Hey, p... p... Agh! (MONKEYS CHATTER) # Cryin' all the time (ALL WHOOP) (TENSE MUSIC) (MONKEYS CHATTER) (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) This is very dangerous. (LAUGHS) Wahh! Do svidaniya, Dr Jones. Jones! Whoa. Whoa. Whoa! Turn! (ALL GRUNT) (GUN CLICKS) (ANT SQUEAKS) Agh! Siafu. What? Big damn ants! Go! (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) Run to the river! (SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN) Get to the river! Jump in! Come on! Come on! Mom, there's a cliff! (SCREAMS) Agh! Aghh! (SCREAMS) (SPEAKS RUSSIAN) Jonesey, come on! Get in, Jones! Mom, stop. Mom, slow down. Honey, stop. You're gonna go off the cliff. That's the idea. Bad idea. Give me the wheel. Trust me! (ALL SCREAM) (ALL SHOUT) (SCREAMING) Don't ever do that again. Yes, dear. Three times it drops. Reverse. Put it in reverse! Full reverse! I'm trying! Whoa, whoa, whoa! (ALL SHOUT) (ALL SCREAM) The way down. He means by land. He came by land. Three times it drops? Three times it drops. What is he talking about? He means one! Two! (ALL SCREAM) (COUGHING) Three. (ALL SCREAM) (COUGHING) (LAUGHS) (LAUGHS) You OK? Babe? Let go. (GASPS) "Through eyes that last I saw in tears,..." The golden vision reappears! Gold. I'm in. 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's brought us nothing but trouble. Look what it did to him. I have to return it. Why you? Because it told me to. Ochre, iron oxide, charcoal. Oxy, stay with us. How old is this? Four or five thousand years. Old as the pyramids. Look, sun worshippers, like the Egyptians. This is fresh. These were just used. More worshippers. Yeah, but that's not the sun they're worshipping. Someone came... ...and taught the Ugha farming. Irrigation. Ox, what is it? (SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE) I think I understand, Ox. Someone came? Are they the same? There were more. Look. 13 in a circle. Show us the way, Ox. (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH) Let's go. Go, go, go! Run! Run, go! Go! (TRIBESMEN SHOUT) Indy! Jonesey! Oxley! You were here before. How did you get past them? (ALL GASP) Come on, Mac. Come on! Come on, Mac! Come on, come on. "To lay their just hands on that Golden Key that opes the Palace of Eternity." You did good, Ox. (BEEPING) 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 that Golden Key that opes the Palace of Eternity." Key that opes the palace. The obelisk. The obelisk is the key? What are you looking for, Ox? What are you doing? You figured this out in your cell, didn't you, Professor? Excuse me, Professor. Well done. (GROANS) Go get your own. (RUMBLING) (ALL SCREAM) (RUMBLING) Listen. Hear that? Get up! Move! Ox, move! Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster! This is not good. Move, Ox! Move! Quick! Quick! Quick! I don't like this! I don't like it! Mom, come on! Jonesey! (ALL YELL) (COUGHS) He dropped it. He dropped the skull! OK? (COUGHS) Hold this! Ox, you OK? Lovely. Alright, let's go. This way? (GUNFIRE) (BEEPING) Now that's more like it. There are artefacts from every era of early history. Macedonian. Sumerian. This place is the mother lode. Etruscan. Babylonian. There isn't a museum in the world that wouldn't sell its soul for this lot. Early Egyptian. Dozens of museums. Hundreds of them, Jonesey! Collectors. They were archaeologists. (COINS RATTLE) How do we open it? I'll give it back, Ox. I promise. (WHIRRING) No more forever waiting. Soon now. (GUN COCKS) Sorry, Jonesey. So what are you, a... triple agent? Nah, I just lied about being a double. Look at them! Still waiting for the return of the one who was lost. They are a hive mind. One being physically separate, but with a collective consciousness. More powerful together than they can ever be apart. Imagine what they could tell us. I can't imagine. Neither could the humans that built this temple, neither can you. Belief, Dr Jones, is a gift you have yet to receive. My sympathies. Oh, I believe, sister. That's why I'm down here. (WHIRRING) (WHIRRING) (SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Mayan. He's speaking Mayan. What does he say? He says he's grateful and he wants... ...it. (SPEAKS MAYAN) It wants... to give us a gift. A big gift. Tell me everything you know. I want to know everything. I want to know. (WHIRRING) I've got a bad feeling about this. Indy? The eyes. (RUMBLING, WHIRRING) (COUGHS) (RUMBLING, WHIRRING) What are they? Spacemen? Inter-dimensional beings, in point of fact. Welcome back, Ox. What the hell is that? A portal! A pathway to another dimension! I don't think we wanna go that way. (ALL SCREAM) I want to know. I want to know. Tell me. I'm ready. I want to know. Mac! Mac! Come on! Mac! Mac, dammit, now! I can see. I can see! Grab it! Use your legs, Mac. I can't do it alone. Jonesey! I'm gonna be alright. No more! Cover it. Cover it. (SCREAMS) Go! Enough! Enough! (SCREAMS) Go! Go! (WHOOSHING) (ALL SCREAM) (RUMBLING) (BOOMING) Like a broom to their footprints. Where did they go? Space? Not into space. Into the space between spaces. I don't understand. Why this legend of a city of gold? The Ugha word for gold translates as "treasure." But their treasure wasn't gold. It was knowledge. Knowledge was their treasure. What? We're just gonna sit here? Night falls quick in the jungle. You don't want to climb down the mountain in the dark. No? I can. Who's coming with me? Come on. Why don't you stick around, Junior? (SCOFFS) I don't know. Why didn't you, Dad? (LAUGHS) Dad! Dad? Somewhere your grandpa is laughing. (LAUGHS) Marvellous! Perfect! Make the letters bigger, much bigger. Henry Jones, Jr, and Marion Ravenwood, insomuch in that you two have agreed to live together in holy matrimony, have promised your love for each other by these vows, the joining of your hands and the giving of these rings, I now declare you to be husband and wife. Whom God hath put together, let no one tear asunder. "How much of human life is lost in waiting!" Congratulations. You may kiss your bride. (ALL CLAP) Well done, Henry! (BOTH) Thanks, Ox. (WIND HOWLS) (INDIANA JONES THEME)