INT. THE CAR - AFTERNOON
Attention on ROB as the car drives. He is looking thoughtfully out the window. Then he turns.
ROB: Kevin, how well do you know Darren?
KEVIN (looks surprised): Why do you ask?
ROB: Oh it's...(sighs then smiles half-heartedly) it's nothing. Forget it.
KEVIN: Heh, right.
INDY: It's best to ignore him.
He smiles nervously at KEVIN then looks at ROB with a what-are-you-thinking look as KEVIN looks away.
KEVIN: Well, just so you know, he's been a good friend of mine for many years now. A very good friend.
The car drives off.
INT. KEVIN MALTON'S HOME, INDY'S ROOM - EVENING
INDY is sitting on the edge of his bed, cleaning his gun while lecturing ROB. ROB is sitting in the desk chair.
INDY: All I'm saying is you do not come right out and ask questions like that. Especially when you don't even know the guy from atom. You have to give him
the benefit of the doubt.
ROB: I KNOW what happened last time you gave someone the benefit of the doubt. Your dad got shot and you managed to avoid death by this much (demonstrates
with his fingers).
INDY (sighs): Just promise me you won't go asking dangerous questions like that again.
ROB: Yeah, fine I-
INDY: PROMISE!
ROB: All right, all right! I promise! Jeeze you sound like your fath...never mind.
INDY: Well, I have to admit I'm with you on this one. There's something not right here. Which reminds me.
Outside in the hallway LOCKHEART passes by and hears the talking. She stops to listen to what he has to say.
INDY: With all these..these...troublemakers we've been running into I don't know if it's such a good idea for the girls to come along.
ROB (mocking tone):...troublemakers?
INDY: THE POINT IS... that I don't want to put them in any unnecessary danger. I think I'm going to ask them to stay here.
LOCKHEART'S mouth goes agape and she barges in
LOCKHEART: You are joking, right?!
INDY and ROB turn in surprise.
ROB: What is with women and eavesdropping?
LOCKHEART (sneers): It's what we do. (Turns to INDY) You don't honestly think we're staying behind do you?!
INDY: I was just thinking that you girls might get in trouble and...
TREFLER enters.
TREFLER: What's going on? What are we arguing about?
LOCKHEART: They don't want us along on the dig!
TREFLER: You're kidding me?!
INDY and ROB give 'here we go again' sighs and gestures.
LOCKHEART: Nope, they think we can't take care of ourselves.
TREFLER (scoffs): What?! That's ridiculous!
INDY: I never said I didn't want you along I was only looking out for your best interests!
LOCKHEART: And who left that up to you?!
INDY (angered by cutting remark): Well excuse me! What was I thinking not wanting your heads mounted on some derilict's walls!
ROB: Derilict now...
INDY: Quiet! (To LOCKHEART) All I was saying was that it might get dangerous. That's it! There's a chance we could run into problems and I didn't want you
both to get hurt. You seem to forget that this is more than a simple "dig" now. But if worrying is really so awful, I sincerely apologize.
TREFLER: Don't you think we can take care of ourselves?
INDY: You know what? Fine! Do what you want! Just don't call me when you have a gun to your head!
LOCKHEART (sarcastically): Thank you so much! And would you please inform us the next time you decide to make up our minds?
Turns and leaves with TREFLER. INDY fumes as he puts his gun down on the desk.
INDY: Man! You show a little concern for someone's welfare and they jump down your throat!
He settles down on the bed on his elbows. Silence.
ROB: 'Troublemakers' 'derilicts'? What are you eighty?
INDY throws the shammy he was using to clean the gun at ROB. MALTON appears at the door.
MALTON: Dr. Jones?
INDY: Yeah?
MALTON: I have some troubling news. (INDY sits up) I spoke with some people I know around here and there's word of some "individuals" who have caught wind
of our discovery. The man who attacked you was probably one of them.
INDY: What do you mean by individuals? Is it a group or something, a gang?
MALTON: It wasn't clear who they were but according to my sources there's a lot of them.
ROB: Perfect.
INDY: This is exactly what I was talking about. (Shakes head and sighs) So how many is a lot?
MALTON: Possibly some where in the hundreds.
INDY thinks for a moment and then says firmly
INDY: We start tomorrow then.
MALTON: Bu-
ROB makes a gesture to tell MALTON 'don't bother'. MALTON nods.
MALTON: I'll tell the others.
Exits. INDY gets up and starts getting his gear together. ROB watches as if INDY'S an angry lion. He gets up.
ROB: I'm gonna...go...I'm gonna go.
ROB leaves while INDY continues to gather his stuff. He throws his gun onto the bed on his coat dramatically.
EXT. WOODED AREA - NIGHT then LATE MORNING
Birds-eye view of trees with birds singing, then a car drives up to the entrance of Black Bear Woods. Then INDY, in his usual gear, gazes up at the treetops
as he exits the vehical and BROWAN walks up beside him wearing a backpack of sorts.
BROWAN: Did you understand the directions?
INDY: I should be all right.
BROWAN: Good. KEVIN said he'd meet up with us in Alterten. After he tends to some business.
INDY: It was nice of him to lend us his driver. Is he going to be all right by himself?
BROWAN: Yes he has a small one-man plane. He'll be going by air and said he'd bring some supplies with him.
INDY nods. Surveys the forest again.
INDY: This is really the only way to get there?
BROWAN: Well, theres a road but its a huge hassle and takes days which we appearantly don't have. Also there are no airports in Alterten. Anyone coming in
by air usually does in a private plane, like Kevin's, or maybe a helpicopter and we don't really have the resources for that either. In short, yes it's the
only way.
INDY: So this is it? (Surveys) Doesn't look too tough...
The car leaves. LOCKHEART walks up with TREFLER, both of who are wearing backpacks.
LOCKHEART: There'll be nothing to it. The worst thing we'll probably run in to is an insect, or maybe a snake or two.
They walk off into the brush. It takes a moment to register with INDY but then a look of fear goes over his face. ROB and HENRY walk up behind him, once
again with bags.
INDY: Did-did she say...
ROB (hand on INDY'S shoulder): Look, don't worry. We don't know if that's true.
INDY: Yeah but-but sh...
HENRY (pushing): Come on.
They enter the woods. ROB hands INDY a bag, who takes it distractedly as he looks warily around.
Attention on ROB as the car drives. He is looking thoughtfully out the window. Then he turns.
ROB: Kevin, how well do you know Darren?
KEVIN (looks surprised): Why do you ask?
ROB: Oh it's...(sighs then smiles half-heartedly) it's nothing. Forget it.
KEVIN: Heh, right.
INDY: It's best to ignore him.
He smiles nervously at KEVIN then looks at ROB with a what-are-you-thinking look as KEVIN looks away.
KEVIN: Well, just so you know, he's been a good friend of mine for many years now. A very good friend.
The car drives off.
INT. KEVIN MALTON'S HOME, INDY'S ROOM - EVENING
INDY is sitting on the edge of his bed, cleaning his gun while lecturing ROB. ROB is sitting in the desk chair.
INDY: All I'm saying is you do not come right out and ask questions like that. Especially when you don't even know the guy from atom. You have to give him
the benefit of the doubt.
ROB: I KNOW what happened last time you gave someone the benefit of the doubt. Your dad got shot and you managed to avoid death by this much (demonstrates
with his fingers).
INDY (sighs): Just promise me you won't go asking dangerous questions like that again.
ROB: Yeah, fine I-
INDY: PROMISE!
ROB: All right, all right! I promise! Jeeze you sound like your fath...never mind.
INDY: Well, I have to admit I'm with you on this one. There's something not right here. Which reminds me.
Outside in the hallway LOCKHEART passes by and hears the talking. She stops to listen to what he has to say.
INDY: With all these..these...troublemakers we've been running into I don't know if it's such a good idea for the girls to come along.
ROB (mocking tone):...troublemakers?
INDY: THE POINT IS... that I don't want to put them in any unnecessary danger. I think I'm going to ask them to stay here.
LOCKHEART'S mouth goes agape and she barges in
LOCKHEART: You are joking, right?!
INDY and ROB turn in surprise.
ROB: What is with women and eavesdropping?
LOCKHEART (sneers): It's what we do. (Turns to INDY) You don't honestly think we're staying behind do you?!
INDY: I was just thinking that you girls might get in trouble and...
TREFLER enters.
TREFLER: What's going on? What are we arguing about?
LOCKHEART: They don't want us along on the dig!
TREFLER: You're kidding me?!
INDY and ROB give 'here we go again' sighs and gestures.
LOCKHEART: Nope, they think we can't take care of ourselves.
TREFLER (scoffs): What?! That's ridiculous!
INDY: I never said I didn't want you along I was only looking out for your best interests!
LOCKHEART: And who left that up to you?!
INDY (angered by cutting remark): Well excuse me! What was I thinking not wanting your heads mounted on some derilict's walls!
ROB: Derilict now...
INDY: Quiet! (To LOCKHEART) All I was saying was that it might get dangerous. That's it! There's a chance we could run into problems and I didn't want you
both to get hurt. You seem to forget that this is more than a simple "dig" now. But if worrying is really so awful, I sincerely apologize.
TREFLER: Don't you think we can take care of ourselves?
INDY: You know what? Fine! Do what you want! Just don't call me when you have a gun to your head!
LOCKHEART (sarcastically): Thank you so much! And would you please inform us the next time you decide to make up our minds?
Turns and leaves with TREFLER. INDY fumes as he puts his gun down on the desk.
INDY: Man! You show a little concern for someone's welfare and they jump down your throat!
He settles down on the bed on his elbows. Silence.
ROB: 'Troublemakers' 'derilicts'? What are you eighty?
INDY throws the shammy he was using to clean the gun at ROB. MALTON appears at the door.
MALTON: Dr. Jones?
INDY: Yeah?
MALTON: I have some troubling news. (INDY sits up) I spoke with some people I know around here and there's word of some "individuals" who have caught wind
of our discovery. The man who attacked you was probably one of them.
INDY: What do you mean by individuals? Is it a group or something, a gang?
MALTON: It wasn't clear who they were but according to my sources there's a lot of them.
ROB: Perfect.
INDY: This is exactly what I was talking about. (Shakes head and sighs) So how many is a lot?
MALTON: Possibly some where in the hundreds.
INDY thinks for a moment and then says firmly
INDY: We start tomorrow then.
MALTON: Bu-
ROB makes a gesture to tell MALTON 'don't bother'. MALTON nods.
MALTON: I'll tell the others.
Exits. INDY gets up and starts getting his gear together. ROB watches as if INDY'S an angry lion. He gets up.
ROB: I'm gonna...go...I'm gonna go.
ROB leaves while INDY continues to gather his stuff. He throws his gun onto the bed on his coat dramatically.
EXT. WOODED AREA - NIGHT then LATE MORNING
Birds-eye view of trees with birds singing, then a car drives up to the entrance of Black Bear Woods. Then INDY, in his usual gear, gazes up at the treetops
as he exits the vehical and BROWAN walks up beside him wearing a backpack of sorts.
BROWAN: Did you understand the directions?
INDY: I should be all right.
BROWAN: Good. KEVIN said he'd meet up with us in Alterten. After he tends to some business.
INDY: It was nice of him to lend us his driver. Is he going to be all right by himself?
BROWAN: Yes he has a small one-man plane. He'll be going by air and said he'd bring some supplies with him.
INDY nods. Surveys the forest again.
INDY: This is really the only way to get there?
BROWAN: Well, theres a road but its a huge hassle and takes days which we appearantly don't have. Also there are no airports in Alterten. Anyone coming in
by air usually does in a private plane, like Kevin's, or maybe a helpicopter and we don't really have the resources for that either. In short, yes it's the
only way.
INDY: So this is it? (Surveys) Doesn't look too tough...
The car leaves. LOCKHEART walks up with TREFLER, both of who are wearing backpacks.
LOCKHEART: There'll be nothing to it. The worst thing we'll probably run in to is an insect, or maybe a snake or two.
They walk off into the brush. It takes a moment to register with INDY but then a look of fear goes over his face. ROB and HENRY walk up behind him, once
again with bags.
INDY: Did-did she say...
ROB (hand on INDY'S shoulder): Look, don't worry. We don't know if that's true.
INDY: Yeah but-but sh...
HENRY (pushing): Come on.
They enter the woods. ROB hands INDY a bag, who takes it distractedly as he looks warily around.