The next day Indy is teaching class at Marshall College. The atmosphere seems very uncomfortable as Indy teaches. Although none of the sudents are showing disrespect, it feels as if the student body has doubts about Indy's creadibility.
Indy: One good example of what we discussed earlier would be the Ballygally castle located in the village of the same name in Northern Ireland. To the untrained eye the castle may appear as an old traditional Irish architectureal design but infact it is Scottish, as it was desinged by Scottman James Shaw in 1625. Not every item found while doing feild work nessisarily originated in the area of the item's place of discovery. One must carefully weigh every aspect of a historical find if they are to correctly inturpet the past, and even still mistakes can be made. A good archeologist will keep an open mind and listen to his or her critics. Even the slightest bit of imformation to come to light can change everthing.
Just then the bell rings.
Indy: Alright. Your all dissmissed. Remember the sign up sheet for the history fair is in the hall if your instrested in that. Fridays the deadline. I'll see you all tommarow.
Indy walks out of the classroom shortly after the last student does. Many students outside seem to avoid eye contact with Indy. Just than Marcus walks up to greet him.
Marcus: Indy! How are you?
Indy: Not so well.
Marcus: The museum incident.
Indy: I swear Marcus, the students here have always been respectful but today they have been treating me like I'm a whole other person, like I've joined the Dillenger gang. I didn't think gossip would move around this quickly.
Marcus: You didn't read today's paper did you?
Indy: No. Why?
Indy sees a student with a folded up news paper walking by.
Indy: Hey son. Are you reading that paper?
Student: No you go ahead.
Indy looks at it for a few moments and gets a look of dissapointment and unbelife on his face.
Indy: Unbeiveable! Local Professor exposed as fraud!? This is slander.
Marcus: It's just speculation Indy.
Indy: Yeah well I'm going to fight this.
Marcus: I know your innocent. And don't worry about the museum. It wasn't your fault the riot broke out.
Indy: Well the guy that attacked me is going to have a bad day when we meet again. I can't belive he was gone before I could get back to him.
Marcus: Well lets try not to worry about that now. I know! How about we go to your house for a drink and relax. Keep your mind off of this museum buisness.
Indy: Yeah...a drink would be good.
Later at Indy's house Marcus pours 2 drinks of brandy for him and Indy as they sit. Indy in his brown leather recliner and Marcus on a matching sofa.
Marcus: Here you go my friend. This will make you feel much better.
Indy: Thanks. Forgive me if I can't think of anything to toast to.
Marcus: Thats quite allright.
Indy: You know Marcus...it's funny. One day your on your way to becoming one of the top archeologists in the nation. You just have found one of the most important artifats of the year and then suddenly your sucking down your sorrows and wondering if ever should have done this type of work in the first place.
Marcus and Indy drink there brandy liberally as they talk.
Marcus: It's only natural to question one's self every once in a while.I remember ten years ago when I was doing the feild work more reguarlly like you are. I had all kinds of doubts. I was afraid of ridicule. I think thats why I never made quite the impresion you have over the last 5 years. I'm not as braison and daring as you are.
Indy: Don't sell yourself short my friend.
Indy starts to cough a bit, but he regains his composer.
Indy: Excuse me. Anyways you've done more for archeoligy than you may think.
Marcus starts to cough a bit too. Than Indy starts up again.
Marcus: (coughing) Indy! Whats in this drink?
Indy: (Coughing and hacking) Nothing. I don't know whats got into us!
Marcus: (coughing) I think we've been poisoned!
With that Marcus falls over on the sofa passed out.
Indy: (coughing) Marcus! Ahh!
Indy passes out just then too still holding his glass, but falls on the floor knocking over a lamp. A few seconds go by and a mysterious man enters the room. All that is seen of him is his shadow on the wall. The man drags Indy's body out of the room. As soon as Indy's body is out of veiw, Indy's round glass falls out of his hand and rolls into the livingroom floor.
