Indy was giving the last lesson for the day- ancient greece.
"So this is how the Titans fought against the Giagants. Chronos versus Zeus, father versus son.
You can believe this story if you like to. It's just one of all those how the world was created.
This's the greek version."
The bell rang.
"For tommorrow please read pages 30-45 in your book, equalities of the greek and roman mythology."
Brody was entering the classroom.
"Indy, there's an old friend of yours who wants to meet you."
"Old friend? Sounds a little sarcastic to be honest."
"You remember Eaton?"
"How can I forget him?"
"Now you're sarcastic!"
"Dr. Jones, to make it short, the reason why I'm here is that the ark of the covenant has been stolen."
"What?!" Both Indy and Marcus rose from their chairs.
"I thought you have your best men working on it! And now it has been stolen? I really don't get it! Don't you..."
"Indiana, please", Brody tried to calm him, "How did it happen?"
"We have no idea, the ark was kept at a secret place in a cave. To get into it you need a code. The door is made of steel
built to resist even atomic bombs."
"Maybe one of your own men..."
"No, that's completly impossible."
"Why's that so impossible?"
"Our men are loyal. Actually, our waiter was speaking about strange happenings."
"Strange happenings? Little green men perhaps? Or Nazis?"
"No."
"How long's the ark away by now?"
"We're not sure, because she's just one of thousand treasures we keep in that cave."
Indy just shook his head. "Well, we'll know who has stolen the ark as soon as he uses it."
"What makes you so sure, it was a he who's the thief?"
"Why should a woman..."
"I also want to warn you: I guess you still remember the daughter of Mr. Ravenwood?"
"Marion? Sure, why?"
"Because she's a murderer! In Chicago she has killed a man who was also searching for the ark. Right now it's said that
she's staying in Washington, so please, pay attention."
"Of course... You don't like the Ravenwoods, do you?"
"As soon as we have new information, we'll send it to you. And if someone can find the ark, it's you."
"By the way, where's Musgrove?" Brody asked.
"He's dead. He was killed at the strange happenings I told you about. Good day, Dr. Jones, Dr. Brody!"
"Indiana, do you...?"
"No, I don't. Marion would have never killed someone on purpose."
"I agree, but..."
"Marcus, I'm goin' home, let's see what she has to tell me."
When he entered his house he heard his dad's voice.
"Dad?"
"Junior!"
As he went into the living-room Indy saw Henry sitting on the couch together with Marion who seemed puzzled.
"I'm glad you're home, Junior, I wanted to ask you something."
"Wait, I first have to ask her something."
"So you know."
"Don't tell me it's true. They're searching for you!"
"What do you think? Why should I have killed this guy? It was a friend of mine!"
"I guess it's time."
"Time for what?"
"To reveal what you've been doin' in Chicago. Jack told me he had often seen you at bars and pubs."
For a few moments she searched for the right words. "Well, I was running my own night-club, but then the mafia bought it because it went kinda good. I was still the chief,
having to give payments to godfathers to uphold my security."
"And this guy, Marcello, he was..."
"He was one of the godfathers. He came to me that evening, we talked a little bit, but then he began askin' me questions
bout the ark of the covenant."
"The ark! Damn! Why always the ark?"
"What's so bad 'bout it?"
"Tell you later. Go on."
"As I told him I didn't know where it's stored at, he became angry and attacked me with a knife. That's when Jack showed
up. I gave Marcello a quick knock with a vase, then we left. That's all."
"Well, what a story!" Henry sen. said.
"It's not a story, it's the truth!" Marion yelled.
She looked at Indy who was watching her. "Do you believe me?"
"Yes, I do."
"Junior!"
"Dad, I know her a lil'bit longer than you do, she's no liar and more than ever no murderer."
"Well, you must know. I just remind you on Elsa."
"Dad, that's something else! Why're you here after all? You never come 'round for a visit except it's Chrismas."
"Marcus told me about Sallah's disappearance."
"And?" His eyes went wide open.
"And I... I think I forgot..."
"Great. However, Marion didn't commit a murder, she's innocent. Okay, dad?"
"Sure."
"Indiana, please."
"Shut up. Dad, promise me. Our lives depend on it!"
"Alright, alright, son. By the way, she's really a charming lady. How did you meet?" he chirped.
They looked at each other.
"That's a very long story..."
"It begins 20 years ago."
The phone rang and Indy changed into another room.
"20 years? Damn, how could you stand my son so long?"
"Eh, actually I couldn't withstand his charme. He keeps telling me I seduced him."
"That sounds great. Why didn't you stayed together? Would have kept Junior from a lot of bad women."
"I was 15 years old when we started our affair. Indy was 27. You see..."
Henry's mouth fell open. "B-but that's seduction of minors!"
"That's why we kept it to ourselves. He left, giving me the promise of his return.
Well, he came back- after 10 years."
"Didn't you hate him for that?"
"Oh, damn I did. And sometimes I still do."
"What do you sometimes still do?" Indy came back.
"Hate you."
He seemed a little surprised by her prompt answer.
"This was Jack. He said they're lookin' for you everywhere. But he'll keep his mouth shut."
"Glad to hear. Does he think we've killed the guy with the vase?"
"No. The ark story gets more and more mysterious."
"What if... no, impossible."
"What? What, Marion?" Did she know more than she confessed?
He moved in front of her and looked down.
"What? What do ya know?" He nearly yelled.
"You scare me! Calm down! I was-"
Indy grabbed her by the shoulders, staring at her with wide eyes.
"Tell me!"
Marion was trying to get up, pushing him away. "Is everybody gettin' insane?"
Henry was helpless and surprised by the sudden strength of his son.
"Junior, let her go!"
However, Marion wasn't as helpless, she punched Indy hard in attempt to free herself.
He fell to her knees, touching the wound.
"I-I'm sorry..."
Slowly he rose and looked at her. "Ten years ago..." A smile flit over his face.
"Junior, are you alright? What has gotten into you?"
"I'm not sure..."
"What I wanted to say: Maybe the disappearance of Sallah has also something to do with the ark."
"Could be... You're right! All the persons who got in touch with the ark or saw it are in danger. We've got to hurry
and get to Cairo."
"We?"
"You're comin' with me! You're in danger, don't you realize that?"
"Sure I do, but since when are you my prince charming?"
"No discussion 'bout it! I gonna get you a passport and a blonde wig, so you won't be recognized."
"I'm not goin' with you on a suicide-mission, Jones! Our first trip to find the ark was exciting 'nough!"
"Has the time in the city weakened you or do you just love complaining?"
"Know what? I just hate you! You attract the danger like a magnet!"
"You hate me? You keep tellin' me that, but why do you still stay near me?"
"Ya're an arrogant, egoistic pig, know that!?"
Henry kept watching those two argueing, being amused by it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please..."
"Shut up!" both yelled at the same time.
"I'm a pig? Glad to hear, Mrs. Tramp!"
"Who's been a bum all his life? Gettin' in bed with all the women who crossed your road."
"Now you're becoming really insulting."
"That's what you want, isn't it? Gettin' all the buried feelings outta me!"
"No, I want you to calm down."
"As far as I remember you always loved me bein' arroused."
"Dad, would you please get out?!"
"I guess that's the best idea. Good day you two."
"Bye, Henry."
As he had left the house he turned back to Marion.
"I don't know why I still hide you here."
She just looked at him, not wanting to argue any more.
"What do we do now?" she asked quietly.
"You sometimes really get the hell outta me! I'm gonna get you a passport and a fairy wig. We'll leave a day earlier."
"Tomorrow."
"Right. Prepare yourself for the flight, I'll be back in a few hours."
"Sure."
When he was about to leave, she added: "I'm sorry."
Indy left without a word.
Marion felt guilty.
She always pushed people away, but Indy wasn't so hard to expel. In some way she was thankful for that.
As Indy came back at 9.00pm, there was no visible sign of Marion.
"Marion, where're you?"
There was still no sign of her.
"Common, I'm not angry anymore."
Indy persuded that she might sleep already.
However, he had to speak with her, so he opened the door to her room to see that she was not inside. Her bags were packed.
"Marion? Damn, where're ya?"
The next place he went to was the bath room. He searched the whole house, but there was no sign of her. Maybe...
No, he hoped that the Mafia guys haven't been here, but they would have done damage- or not.
A lot of scenarios rushed through his mind. She could have run away. But would she leave all her clothing? No.
Indy was getting nervous. He felt responsible for her, although she could take care of her own.
Buried memories came back from the depth of his soul, he had always felt responsible for her, because in some way it was
his fault where she was now.
No, his mind reminded him, she did know pretty well what she did 20 years ago.
His eyes watched his hands in which he was still holding Marion's new passport and wig.
"I should first bring this crap in my room before I'll go lookin' for her."
His bed-room was filled with the warm light of a single candle.
Lightening from outside illuminated the room for a few seconds when he saw Marion laying on his bed.
She must have fallen asleep while waiting for him.
Light was reflecting on her silken night-goan, her raven hair did fall in curls on her back, making her adorable.
He wouldn't know how to withstand her if she awakened now, but he had to…
At the next lightening she slowly opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Hi, I must have fallen asleep."
"Alright, I-I gonna sleep in your bed."
"Wait, did it went good today? Is everything arranged?"
"Yes, our plane leaves at 13.00. I'll tell you everything tommorrow morning. I'm tired."
"Me too, I'll go in my bed."
She was getting up slowly, Indy watched every pliant movement she made.
He grabbed her by the arm before she could pass him standing in the doorway.
She turned her face to look at him, their lips were close.
"Marion…"
"What?"
"I was worried."
"How so?"
"I was lookin for you as I entered the house. You didn't answer my calls."
"I'm sorry, also for the argument this afternoon."
"Well, it's okay."
"However, you deserved it." She said with a grin.
"Pardon?"
"I love argueing with you, because you deserve it."
"You know that you conjure up a new quarrel?"
"There won't be a time we won't fight each other."
"So you call it a fight?"
"Sure I do. We both wanna show each other that we don't depend on each other, although we do in some way."
"I do not depend on you! Let's get one thing straight!"
"Who had the medallion of Re? Who saved your life a thousand times? Whose dad teached you?"
"Whose life did I save? Who did I beware for Belloq and the Nazis?"
"Belloq's a nice guy, don't say something 'bout him!"
He stared at her in disbelief. "Glad to hear. Too bad he's dead!"
Marion gave him a smile, strolling over to him and stood on her tip-toes to reach him. "But he's no comparison to you…" she whisphered.
His hands slided softly behind her back, pulling her closer.
"He didn't get everything he wanted…"
Their lips were only inches away from each other.
"No, he was very upset as I told him he wasn't the man I loved."
They kissed passionately, both surprised by the sudden longing they felt.
Her tongue glided into his mouth, meeting his.
As the kiss got more and more intense, her hands began to massage his back.
Indy slowly pulled away, catching for breath, looking at Marion.
She could feel heat getting up in her, long buried heat.
As her eyes met his, she tried to remain calm, although her body was burning.
His lips were about to touch hers once again, when she searched for a last proof that they were doing the right thing.
"Are you sure we can do this?" she asked throaty.
His lips caressed her neck, every soft touch was more than an answer.
She could feel his longing, his excited breath, his rough hands embracing her tender but willing body…
"So this is how the Titans fought against the Giagants. Chronos versus Zeus, father versus son.
You can believe this story if you like to. It's just one of all those how the world was created.
This's the greek version."
The bell rang.
"For tommorrow please read pages 30-45 in your book, equalities of the greek and roman mythology."
Brody was entering the classroom.
"Indy, there's an old friend of yours who wants to meet you."
"Old friend? Sounds a little sarcastic to be honest."
"You remember Eaton?"
"How can I forget him?"
"Now you're sarcastic!"
"Dr. Jones, to make it short, the reason why I'm here is that the ark of the covenant has been stolen."
"What?!" Both Indy and Marcus rose from their chairs.
"I thought you have your best men working on it! And now it has been stolen? I really don't get it! Don't you..."
"Indiana, please", Brody tried to calm him, "How did it happen?"
"We have no idea, the ark was kept at a secret place in a cave. To get into it you need a code. The door is made of steel
built to resist even atomic bombs."
"Maybe one of your own men..."
"No, that's completly impossible."
"Why's that so impossible?"
"Our men are loyal. Actually, our waiter was speaking about strange happenings."
"Strange happenings? Little green men perhaps? Or Nazis?"
"No."
"How long's the ark away by now?"
"We're not sure, because she's just one of thousand treasures we keep in that cave."
Indy just shook his head. "Well, we'll know who has stolen the ark as soon as he uses it."
"What makes you so sure, it was a he who's the thief?"
"Why should a woman..."
"I also want to warn you: I guess you still remember the daughter of Mr. Ravenwood?"
"Marion? Sure, why?"
"Because she's a murderer! In Chicago she has killed a man who was also searching for the ark. Right now it's said that
she's staying in Washington, so please, pay attention."
"Of course... You don't like the Ravenwoods, do you?"
"As soon as we have new information, we'll send it to you. And if someone can find the ark, it's you."
"By the way, where's Musgrove?" Brody asked.
"He's dead. He was killed at the strange happenings I told you about. Good day, Dr. Jones, Dr. Brody!"
"Indiana, do you...?"
"No, I don't. Marion would have never killed someone on purpose."
"I agree, but..."
"Marcus, I'm goin' home, let's see what she has to tell me."
When he entered his house he heard his dad's voice.
"Dad?"
"Junior!"
As he went into the living-room Indy saw Henry sitting on the couch together with Marion who seemed puzzled.
"I'm glad you're home, Junior, I wanted to ask you something."
"Wait, I first have to ask her something."
"So you know."
"Don't tell me it's true. They're searching for you!"
"What do you think? Why should I have killed this guy? It was a friend of mine!"
"I guess it's time."
"Time for what?"
"To reveal what you've been doin' in Chicago. Jack told me he had often seen you at bars and pubs."
For a few moments she searched for the right words. "Well, I was running my own night-club, but then the mafia bought it because it went kinda good. I was still the chief,
having to give payments to godfathers to uphold my security."
"And this guy, Marcello, he was..."
"He was one of the godfathers. He came to me that evening, we talked a little bit, but then he began askin' me questions
bout the ark of the covenant."
"The ark! Damn! Why always the ark?"
"What's so bad 'bout it?"
"Tell you later. Go on."
"As I told him I didn't know where it's stored at, he became angry and attacked me with a knife. That's when Jack showed
up. I gave Marcello a quick knock with a vase, then we left. That's all."
"Well, what a story!" Henry sen. said.
"It's not a story, it's the truth!" Marion yelled.
She looked at Indy who was watching her. "Do you believe me?"
"Yes, I do."
"Junior!"
"Dad, I know her a lil'bit longer than you do, she's no liar and more than ever no murderer."
"Well, you must know. I just remind you on Elsa."
"Dad, that's something else! Why're you here after all? You never come 'round for a visit except it's Chrismas."
"Marcus told me about Sallah's disappearance."
"And?" His eyes went wide open.
"And I... I think I forgot..."
"Great. However, Marion didn't commit a murder, she's innocent. Okay, dad?"
"Sure."
"Indiana, please."
"Shut up. Dad, promise me. Our lives depend on it!"
"Alright, alright, son. By the way, she's really a charming lady. How did you meet?" he chirped.
They looked at each other.
"That's a very long story..."
"It begins 20 years ago."
The phone rang and Indy changed into another room.
"20 years? Damn, how could you stand my son so long?"
"Eh, actually I couldn't withstand his charme. He keeps telling me I seduced him."
"That sounds great. Why didn't you stayed together? Would have kept Junior from a lot of bad women."
"I was 15 years old when we started our affair. Indy was 27. You see..."
Henry's mouth fell open. "B-but that's seduction of minors!"
"That's why we kept it to ourselves. He left, giving me the promise of his return.
Well, he came back- after 10 years."
"Didn't you hate him for that?"
"Oh, damn I did. And sometimes I still do."
"What do you sometimes still do?" Indy came back.
"Hate you."
He seemed a little surprised by her prompt answer.
"This was Jack. He said they're lookin' for you everywhere. But he'll keep his mouth shut."
"Glad to hear. Does he think we've killed the guy with the vase?"
"No. The ark story gets more and more mysterious."
"What if... no, impossible."
"What? What, Marion?" Did she know more than she confessed?
He moved in front of her and looked down.
"What? What do ya know?" He nearly yelled.
"You scare me! Calm down! I was-"
Indy grabbed her by the shoulders, staring at her with wide eyes.
"Tell me!"
Marion was trying to get up, pushing him away. "Is everybody gettin' insane?"
Henry was helpless and surprised by the sudden strength of his son.
"Junior, let her go!"
However, Marion wasn't as helpless, she punched Indy hard in attempt to free herself.
He fell to her knees, touching the wound.
"I-I'm sorry..."
Slowly he rose and looked at her. "Ten years ago..." A smile flit over his face.
"Junior, are you alright? What has gotten into you?"
"I'm not sure..."
"What I wanted to say: Maybe the disappearance of Sallah has also something to do with the ark."
"Could be... You're right! All the persons who got in touch with the ark or saw it are in danger. We've got to hurry
and get to Cairo."
"We?"
"You're comin' with me! You're in danger, don't you realize that?"
"Sure I do, but since when are you my prince charming?"
"No discussion 'bout it! I gonna get you a passport and a blonde wig, so you won't be recognized."
"I'm not goin' with you on a suicide-mission, Jones! Our first trip to find the ark was exciting 'nough!"
"Has the time in the city weakened you or do you just love complaining?"
"Know what? I just hate you! You attract the danger like a magnet!"
"You hate me? You keep tellin' me that, but why do you still stay near me?"
"Ya're an arrogant, egoistic pig, know that!?"
Henry kept watching those two argueing, being amused by it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please..."
"Shut up!" both yelled at the same time.
"I'm a pig? Glad to hear, Mrs. Tramp!"
"Who's been a bum all his life? Gettin' in bed with all the women who crossed your road."
"Now you're becoming really insulting."
"That's what you want, isn't it? Gettin' all the buried feelings outta me!"
"No, I want you to calm down."
"As far as I remember you always loved me bein' arroused."
"Dad, would you please get out?!"
"I guess that's the best idea. Good day you two."
"Bye, Henry."
As he had left the house he turned back to Marion.
"I don't know why I still hide you here."
She just looked at him, not wanting to argue any more.
"What do we do now?" she asked quietly.
"You sometimes really get the hell outta me! I'm gonna get you a passport and a fairy wig. We'll leave a day earlier."
"Tomorrow."
"Right. Prepare yourself for the flight, I'll be back in a few hours."
"Sure."
When he was about to leave, she added: "I'm sorry."
Indy left without a word.
Marion felt guilty.
She always pushed people away, but Indy wasn't so hard to expel. In some way she was thankful for that.
As Indy came back at 9.00pm, there was no visible sign of Marion.
"Marion, where're you?"
There was still no sign of her.
"Common, I'm not angry anymore."
Indy persuded that she might sleep already.
However, he had to speak with her, so he opened the door to her room to see that she was not inside. Her bags were packed.
"Marion? Damn, where're ya?"
The next place he went to was the bath room. He searched the whole house, but there was no sign of her. Maybe...
No, he hoped that the Mafia guys haven't been here, but they would have done damage- or not.
A lot of scenarios rushed through his mind. She could have run away. But would she leave all her clothing? No.
Indy was getting nervous. He felt responsible for her, although she could take care of her own.
Buried memories came back from the depth of his soul, he had always felt responsible for her, because in some way it was
his fault where she was now.
No, his mind reminded him, she did know pretty well what she did 20 years ago.
His eyes watched his hands in which he was still holding Marion's new passport and wig.
"I should first bring this crap in my room before I'll go lookin' for her."
His bed-room was filled with the warm light of a single candle.
Lightening from outside illuminated the room for a few seconds when he saw Marion laying on his bed.
She must have fallen asleep while waiting for him.
Light was reflecting on her silken night-goan, her raven hair did fall in curls on her back, making her adorable.
He wouldn't know how to withstand her if she awakened now, but he had to…
At the next lightening she slowly opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Hi, I must have fallen asleep."
"Alright, I-I gonna sleep in your bed."
"Wait, did it went good today? Is everything arranged?"
"Yes, our plane leaves at 13.00. I'll tell you everything tommorrow morning. I'm tired."
"Me too, I'll go in my bed."
She was getting up slowly, Indy watched every pliant movement she made.
He grabbed her by the arm before she could pass him standing in the doorway.
She turned her face to look at him, their lips were close.
"Marion…"
"What?"
"I was worried."
"How so?"
"I was lookin for you as I entered the house. You didn't answer my calls."
"I'm sorry, also for the argument this afternoon."
"Well, it's okay."
"However, you deserved it." She said with a grin.
"Pardon?"
"I love argueing with you, because you deserve it."
"You know that you conjure up a new quarrel?"
"There won't be a time we won't fight each other."
"So you call it a fight?"
"Sure I do. We both wanna show each other that we don't depend on each other, although we do in some way."
"I do not depend on you! Let's get one thing straight!"
"Who had the medallion of Re? Who saved your life a thousand times? Whose dad teached you?"
"Whose life did I save? Who did I beware for Belloq and the Nazis?"
"Belloq's a nice guy, don't say something 'bout him!"
He stared at her in disbelief. "Glad to hear. Too bad he's dead!"
Marion gave him a smile, strolling over to him and stood on her tip-toes to reach him. "But he's no comparison to you…" she whisphered.
His hands slided softly behind her back, pulling her closer.
"He didn't get everything he wanted…"
Their lips were only inches away from each other.
"No, he was very upset as I told him he wasn't the man I loved."
They kissed passionately, both surprised by the sudden longing they felt.
Her tongue glided into his mouth, meeting his.
As the kiss got more and more intense, her hands began to massage his back.
Indy slowly pulled away, catching for breath, looking at Marion.
She could feel heat getting up in her, long buried heat.
As her eyes met his, she tried to remain calm, although her body was burning.
His lips were about to touch hers once again, when she searched for a last proof that they were doing the right thing.
"Are you sure we can do this?" she asked throaty.
His lips caressed her neck, every soft touch was more than an answer.
She could feel his longing, his excited breath, his rough hands embracing her tender but willing body…