ROB: I thought he was right behind me.
INDY runs closer to the cave which is still releasing a lot of dust.
INDY: Dad?! Da-!
He stops when he hears a cough and then his father comes into view covered in a blanket of light brown.
INDY: Dad.
INDY runs over to him. He helps him sit on a rock near the exit and dusts him off.
INDY: Are you all right? Your bleeding.
He refers to a small cut on HENRY'S head.
HENRY: Yes, yes I'm fine, just a little winded.
INDY: Are you sure?
HENRY puts his hand on INDY'S shoulder.
HENRY: Yes, Indiana, I'm fine. Don't worry.
He gives a reassuring smile and pat and INDY relaxes.
BROWAN: Well, we made it.
They all look around at the scenery. There are some trees, but much more sparce than the woods.
BROWAN: This is Alterten.
There are homes off in the near distance.
BROWAN: Shall we?
INDY helps HENRY stand and they walk to the city.

EXT. ALTERTEN, CAREN - EVENING

The group is standing outside a bar. The town they are in is small and seemingly desolate.
BROWAN: This looks like the place. Kevin said he'd meet us here.
Everyone walks into the bar. Inside the place is dark and smokey. It's cleanliness, or lack there of, is questionable and the people are passed out,
decrepid looking and have drunken eyes.
INDY(hint of sarcasm): Nice place.
BROWAN: I wonder what kind of business Kevin could be doing here?
ROB: Let's find out.
He points to where he's spotted MALTON seated at a table and smiling at them. They walk over and sit down.
MALTON: Hello all. Glad to see you here in one piece.
BROWAN(looking around): This is some meeting place (cringes as someone to his left makes a wretching sound) What kind of people do you do business with?
MALTON: Only the best! So how was it? Did you enjoy camping under the stars? (sees HENRY) What happened to your head?
HENRY: Oh a cave collapsed on it.
Then he sees LOCKHEART
MALTON: And your leg!
LOCKHEART: I was shot when we were ambushed.
HENRY: But aside from that the trip was peachy.
MALTON: Ambushed?! Is this all true?!
BROWAN: Unfortunately. Who ever is after us isn't letting up.
TREFLER: That collapse was no accident either. Someone rigged it, we heard an explosion before it came apart.
MALTON: That's incredible! I'm sorry I couldn't bring you with me safely. I, I can't believe this small artifact has generated so much interest.
INDY: I don't think it's interest so much as they just don't want us to find it.
MALTON: Why would that be?
INDY: From what I've read, its a pretty dangerous weapon. Destructive to even the person who uses it.
MALTON: Hmm this just gets worse as it goes along doesn't it? Well I found some people who can help us dig to the room, no questions asked. But that's arranged for tomorrow. In the meantime theres a motel up the road that we can stay at and you can get cleaned up.
ROB: Good, I could use a shower.
They rise.
INDY: A shower? Buddy you could use a sand blaster.
ROB pushes INDY good-naturedly. As they leave, they pass by a table where MANTZULA is seated in the shadows. He nods at MALTON.