Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom Script
FADE IN:
1. INT. "THE DRAGON" NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT 1.
A Chinese GONG SOUNDS and the glittering doors of an art Deco pa-
poda slide open to reveal a mammoth silver stairway down which
rows of beautiful women start descending (BEGIN MAIN TITLES)
The lovely ladies are a mix of races and they sing a strange,
haunting melody -- one might think them a heavenly choir, if it
weren’t for their sexy, clinging lame gowns.
2. INT. CLUB ENTRANCE 2.
From the ethereal beauties, we cut to a street urchin’s dirty
face: SHORT ROUND is a ten-year-old Chinese kis wearing a beat-
up American baseball cap.
Sneaking into the club, Short Round weaves past the fancy gowns
and silk suits, heading toward the music in the main ballroom.
3. INT. THE BALLROOM 3.
Short Round enters and stares across the smoky nightclub. On the
stage, he sees a giant paper-mache dragon laying curled around
the pagoda.
Now, the dragon’s eyes light up, its nostrils exhale smoke and
its enormous jaws open. Out of the dragon’s mouth walks the star
of the stage show:
WILLIE SCOTT, a dreamy beauty singing a sultry solo white the or-
chestra wails the accompaniment.
But Short Round’s not here to ogle crooning dames. He surveys
the rich Chinese, American and European revelers. Jewels flash
and champagne flows. Short Round finally spots a table of
somber-looking Chinese men in suits.
Short Round chews gum and stares at the men. Then he turns to
go. WU HAN, a waiter with a scar across his cheek, watches Short
Round leave.
4. INT. CLUB ENTRANCE 4.
As Short Round hurries toward the exit, he bumps into a man in a
tuxedo entering the club. Short Round looks up at the man, but
we don’t see his face.
Then Short Round is grabbed by the scruff of his neck and a door-
man hustles him out the door, Short Round yelling insults all the
way.
A maitre d’ apologizes to the man in the tuxedo and two hat-check
girls smile at him familiarly as he continues into the ballroom.
We notice something incongruous: the man in the tuxedo is wear-
ing work boots caked with mud.
5. INT. THE BALLROOM 5.
The man in the tuxedo stops to watch Willie Scott singing sexily
on the stage. Then he looks around and sees the table of somber
Chinese men that Short Round spotted earlier.
As the man in the tuxedo walks toward the table, he removes a
cigarette from a silver case. He arrives at the table just as
the chorus and orchestra reach a crescendo --
And on the stage, a glistening, muscular slave swings a huge ham-
mer toward an enormous brass gong --
The man in the tuxedo leans to receive a light from a cigarette-
girl and, as the GONG BOOMS, the match flares to reveal his face
for the first time:
It’s INDIANA JONES. Elegant in a tuxedo -- dressed to kill. The
TITLES END and over this a legend appears on the screen:
SHANGHAI - 1935
At the table, the four Chinese man in suits stare coldly at Indi-
ana.
LAO
Dr. Jones.
INDIANA
Lao She.
LAO
Nee chin lie how ma?
Lao’s men laugh and assume that Indy doesn’t understand his joke.
INDIANA
Wah hung how, nee nah? Wah hwey
hung jing chee jah loo nee kao
soo wah shu shu.
LAO SHE looks angry and his men’s smiles fade.
LAO
You never told me you spoke my
language, Dr. Jones.
INDIANA
I don’t like to show off.
Indiana takes a seat across the table from Shanghai’s notorious
crime-lord. Lao is fifty, wealthy enough to now display some
fat, but still muscular from his fight to the top of the garbage
heap.
LAO
For this special occasion, I
ordered champagne and caviar.
Indiana looks at the pile of caviar on the plate in front of him
-- and stubs his cigarette out in it. The cigarette sizzles and
Lao’s smiles dies with it.
There’s applause as Wille Scott finishes her song. At the
table, Lao stares at Indiana with a strange intensity.
LAO
So, it is true, Dr. Jones? you
found Nurhachi?
INDIANA
Sure, I found him. Then last
night I had a little trouble.
Somebody tried to slit my throat.
Indiana looks across the table at Lao’s son, CHEN, who resembles
a bulldog and snarls like one now.
INDIANA (Cont’d)
It was dark, but I think one of
your sons tried to get Nurhachi
without paying for him.
Indy stares pointedly at Chen’s recently bandaged hand. Chen
mutters and stands angrily -- Lao barks a command in Chinese and
Chen sits down again.
LAO
You have insulted my son.
INDIANA
Next time I’ll cut off more than
his finger.
LAO
Dr. Jones -- I want Nurhachi.
Lao pulls a wad of cash out of his pocket and puts it on the
table. Indiana glances at it.
INDIANA
As I recall the deal was consid-
erably more.
Now a pretty hand slips onto Lao’s shoulder and he looks up to
see Willie Scott. Lao kisses her hand. Willie is unaware of the
explosive mood at the table and she smiles flirtaciously at Indi-
ana.
WILLIE
(to Lao)
Aren’t you going to introduce
us?
LAO
This is Willie Scott.
(watching Indy)
And this is Indiana Jones, the
famous archaeologist.
Willie sits down between Lao and Indy. She takes out a small
mirror to check her make-up.
LAO (Cont’d)
Dr. Jones found Nurhachi for me
and is about to deliver him --
now.
Lao nods across the table and Indy sees KAO KAN, Lao’s second
son, open his coat and remove a silver-plated pistol. Indiana
looks worried. Willie doesn’t notice as she fixes her make-up
and coyly teases Indiana.
WILLIE
Well -- I thought archaeologists
were always funny little men
searching for their mummies --
(yelping)
Aaahhh!
She looks down terrified at the knife Indy is poking against her
ribs.
WILLE (Cont’d)
I was only kidding, can’t you
take a joke -- ?
(to Lao)
Lao, he’s got a knife!
INDIANA
Put the gun away, sonny.
Kao Kan glances at his father. Lao finally nods to his son and
he slips the pistol back into his pocket.
INDIANA
Now I suggest you pay me what you
promised -- or your girlfriend
here is going to be squealing a
new tune.
The ritzy patrons at the tables nearby are unaware of the tawdry
drama quietly unfolding at this table.
Willie eyes the blade and whimpers. She looks imploringly at Lao
and he slowly reaches into his pocket. He puts ten gold coins
next to the cash on the table.
Indy leans forward to look at the gold coins -- so intently that
he fails to notice Kao Kan spilling some powder into Indy’s cham-
pagne glass!
INDIANA
Try again Lao -- the deal was
more.
The knife pokes Willie and she whimpers again. Lao reaches into
another pocket and brings out a folded piece of rice paper -- he
opens it and a large diamond and ruby spill out onto the table.
INDIANA (Cont’d)
Bingo...you see, Lao, with a
but of persuasion, even you can
be an honest fellow.
Indy smiles and jabs the knife into the middle of the table.
Then he lifts his champagne glass in a toast to Lao -- who
watches expectantly as Indiana moves the glass toward his lips --
Suddenly Willie stands angrily, jostling Indy’s arm so that he
doesn’t drink his champagne.
WILLIE
Look at this! He put a hole
in my dress from Paris!
Lao sees Indy put his champagne glass down and he snarls at Wil-
lie --
LAO
Sit down!
Willie quickly obeys. Lao forces a smile at Indy and lifts his
glass to seal the deal --
LAO (Cont’d)
To your health, Dr. Jones.
Lao sips hs champagne and watches hopefully as Indy picks up his
glass and this time Indy does drink the champagne. Then he
reaches for the cash --
But Chen grins and puts a silver snuff bottle next to the cash,
gold and jewels -- he tips the little bottle over and some white
powder spills out of it --
INDIANA
What’s that?
LAO
A bonus, Dr. Jones. That is
poison. You just drank the
rest of it.
Indiana examines his champagne glass and sees a residue at the
bottom of it. He swallows and feels sick, wondering it it’s fear
or the poison already taking effect.
LAO (Cont’d)
There is an antidote for this
poison. You give me Nurhachi --
I give you the antidote.
Indiana is sweating. Willie looks at him and sees Indy’s hand
shaking.
LAO (Cont’d)
The poison works fast, Dr. Jones.
Where is Nurhachi?
Indiana finally reaches into his pocket. Next to the cash, gold,
jewels and poison, Indiana sets down a beautiful small box. Lao
and his men stare hypnotically at the exquisite gold and enamel
box.
WILLIE
(nervously)
This Nurhachi’s a very small guy.
Nobody pays any attention to her as Lao reaches for the box.
INDIANA
Inside are the remains of Nur-
hachi -- the first Emperor of the
Manchu Dynasty.
Lao opens the box carefully and stares reverently at the grey
powder inside.
INDIANA (Cont’d)
Now what about the antidote,
Lao.
LAO
(holding the box)
At last I have the ashes of my
sacred ancestor!
WILLIE
So, what’s the big deal? Let
me see it --
Qillie grabs Lao’s arm and some of the precious ashes spill out
of the gold box. Stunned by this desecration of his ancestor,
Lao grabs Willie by the wrist and twists her arm --
LAO
You fool!
WILLIE
Ow, you’re hurting me, you miser-
able little hood!
INDIANA
Let go of her, Lao. And give me
the antidote.
Lao just laughs evilly -- until a waiter moves up behind Lao and
the crimelord suddenly stiffens. He lets go of Willie’s wrist
and raises his hands off the table. Chen stops collecting the
money and jewels.
Kao Kan tenses and Indy smiles at Wu Han, the Chinese waiter with
the scar, who is standing behind Lao. Wu Han has a towel over
his hand -- under it, he has a pistol pressed against Lao’s
spine.
INDIANA (Cont’d)
(smiling at Wu Han)
I like the service here.
WILLIE
(puzzled)
Hey, he’s not a waiter...
INDIANA
No, Wu Han’s an old friend I brought along. (to Lao) So, the game’s not over. Put the antidote on the table, Lao. Lao carefully reaches into his pocket and puts a small glass vial of liquid next to the cash, gold, jewels, poison and sacred box. Indy looks relieved as he reaches for the vial of antidote -- then he hears a muffled report! And another! Wu Han groans and sways. Indy starts to stand but Chen immedi- ately turns the smoking pistol with the silencer that he used to kill Wu Han -- Indy sees it pointed at him now and he remains in his seat. Kao Kan stands and grabs Wu Han, easing the phoney waiter into the chair he just vacated. The muffled shooting hasn’t attracted any attention. The nightclub activity continues an Indy speaks emotionally to his dying friend. INDIANA
Wu Han -- listen to me -- I’m
going to get you out of here.
In pain, Wu Han looks at Indy and struggles to speak --
WU HAN
Not this time, my friend...
(smiling bravely)
I followed you on many adventures --
but into the great Unknown Mystery,
I go first, Indy...
Wu Han dies and slumps forward. Indiana is shattered by the
death of his old friend.
LAO
Don’t be sad, Dr. Jones -- you
will soon join him.
Indy’s gaze shifts from his dead friend to Lao’s sneering face.
Then Indy sees the murderous Chen giggling perversely. Indy’s
anger is compounded by the poison burning in his gut and his vis-
ion of Chen’s ugly face blurs into a double image --
Indy stands up unsteadily. Chen assumes he’s about to keel over
from the poison -- but Indy suddenly turns and grabs a real wai-
ter at another table. The waiter holds a long skewer of roasted
pigeons that he’s just set afire --
Indy grabs the skewer of pigeons flambee and hurls is across the
table! Chen fires and misses -- and screams as the skewer stabs
into his chest and the burning pigeons flame in front of his hor-
rified face!
This the other tables definitely notice. There are screams and
all hell breaks loose. Indiana shoves past Willie and reaches
for the vial on the table --
INDIANA
The antidote -- !
But he’s grabbed from behind by Kao Kan. Indy elbows the punk,
reaches back and grabs his head -- and somersaults Kao Kan onto
the table!
As nubmer two son crashes into the table, the impact sends the
Emperor Nurhachi’s ashes billowing into Lao’s stricken face!
Indiana yells as he sees the vial of antidote rolling across the
table -- and falling!
Indiana dives and catches the antidote just before it hits the
floor -- then Indy’s hand is brutally stomped on by one of Lao’s
henchmen and the vial rolls away.
Indiana angrily raises his head, smashing it up into the hench-
man’s groin -- the man howls like a banshee and hobbles away.
Meanwhile, Willie watches Lao grabbing for cash from the table.
Willie lunges past the pigeon-skewered Chen to snatch the jewels,
but unfortunately Kao Kan knocks them off the table as he leaps
to attack Indy.
Indiana scrambles on his hands and knees after the rolling vial.
People keep kicking it -- he almost has it when Willie runs into
him, trips and lands on her back.
INDIANA
Look out, damn it, I need that
antidote!
WILLIE
Who cares? Where’s that diamond!
Gunfire explodes and they both scramble in different directions.
Indy dives through the fleeing nightclub patrons and slides be-
hind a water-spewing fountain. Water kicks up as Indy is shot at
by Lao and his henchmen.
Indy sees the vial of antidote kicked again and it spins across
the marble floor -- feeling the poison, Indy shakes his head
groddily and splashes water on his face.
Meanwhile, Willie is chasing her diamond, shoving through the
panicked crowd. She spots the diamond! Another elegantly
dresses soman is bending to pick it up --
WILLIE
(acidly polite)
Excuse me, but I believe that’s
my diamond!
Willie smiles and suddenly kicks the woman in the butt! Willie
reaches to get the diamond but not before the other woman tackles
her.
Behind the fountain, Indiana makes a break -- he runs and dives
on top of a serving cart. The wheeled cart hurtles toward an un-
suspecting gunman, crashes into him from behind and sends him
flying head first into a row of ice buckets.
Nearby, Willie slugs the other lady in the jaw and grabs for the
elusive diamond just as the ice buckets showers ice across the
floor -- which camouflages the diamond!
WILLIE
Aw nuts!
Searching desperately for the jewel, Willie sees the vial of
antidote spinning across the floor --as it slides by, she grabs
it.
INDIANA (O.S.)
Hey,doll! Don’t move!
She sees Indy speeding by atop the serving cart. Lao and his
gunmen rush out to block the way. Indy rolls off the cart and
slides behind a potted palm as Lao’s men open fire again.
INDIANA (Cont’d)
(shouting to Willie)
Hey, don’t go away! I need that!
Willie smiles meanly as she slips the vial down the front of her
dress, thumbs her nose at Indiana and walks away.
INDIANA (Cont’d)
If I wasn’t dying, I’d kill her...
Hiding behind the palm tree, Indiana looks around and spots a gi-
ant statue at the side of the stage. Indy makes a break for it.
As the gunmen open fire, Indy springs onto a chair -- jumps onto
a table -- and leaps onto the stage. He grabs the golden broad-
sword from the Chinese warrior statue!
As bullets smash into the statue, Indiana hides behind it. Then
he jumps out and swings the large sword toward the enormous brass
gong.
The crimson cord holding the gong is SLASHED! Indy slings the
sword at his assailants and gives the three-meter-high gong a
helpful shove --
The giant gong rolls and echoes as it crashes down the marble
steps. Indiana ducks behind it as it gains momentum and rolls
across the dance floor.
Using the gong as an enormous shield, Indy evades the gunfire ex-
ploding -- bullets ricochet off the rolling brass gong as Indy
runs behind it.
Ahead, Willie hurries toward an exit -- she hears something and
turns -- her eyes go wide as she sees the mammoth gong bearing
down on her!
Willie yells as Indiana grabs her arm and pulls her behind the
gong with him --
Lao watches amazed as he and his gunmen dodge tables trying to
get better firing positions -- and more henchmen come into the
club now and start firing machine guns!
As bullets clang against the gong, Indiana and Willie run behind
it. Willie hollers as they head directly for a towering, floor-
to-ceiling window!
Indiana grabs Willie around the waist and, after the huge gong
crashes through the stained-glass window, they both fly after it!
6. EXT. "THE DRAGON" NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT 6.
In a shower of sparkling glass, the enormous gong sails out and
crashes down a sloping green-tiled roof. Indiana Jones and Wil-
lie Scott hurtle into the night air after it!
The gong rolls down the roof and they hit the tiles behind it,
Indiana holding onto Willie as they roll one-over-the-other
toward the edge -- Willie screams as they fall into thin air!
Their entwined bodies plummet three stories: ripping through a
third-floor awning, crashing through an old man’s mattress on a
second-floor balcony --
Finally they smash through the convertible top of a parked Duesen-
berg and fall into the back seat!
7. INT. THE DUESENBERG 7.
Willie sits up wide-eyed, speechless and amazed to be alive.
Then she sees an equally astonished Short Round looking at them
from the front seat.
SHORT ROUND
Wow! Holy smoke! Crash landing!
INDIANA
Step on it, Short Round!
SHORT ROUND
Okey doke, Indy! Hold onto your
potatoes!
The twelve-year-old Chinese kid turns his baseball cap bill-
backwards and steps on the gas! The tires squeal as the car
roars off --
WILLIE
For crying out loud, a kid’s driv-
ing the car?!
INDIANA
Relax, I’ve been giving him lessons.
8. EXT. THE NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT 8.
The Duesenberg races past the entrace to the nightclub as Lao
and his man rush out and jump into two black sedans. The sedans
screech off in pursuit of the Duesenberg.
9. INT. THE DUESENBERG 9.
As Short Round eagerly swerves around a corner, Willie holds on
for dear life. Indiana suddenly puts his hand down the front of
Willie’s dress --
WILLIE
Listen, we just met for crissake!
I’m not that kind of gril!
INDIANA
Don’t get your hopes up -- where’s
the antidote?
Indiana withdraws his hand, having finally found the vial. He
opens is quickly, tips the vial to his lips and grimaces as he
swallows the stuff.
WILLIE
You don’t look very good.
INDIANA
Poison never agrees with me.
(shouting forward)
Pull a right, Short Round, and
head for the Wang Poo bridge!
SHORT ROUND
Check! Gotcha!
As the car accelerates, Indy peers out the back window at their
pursuers. Willie notices her reflection in the side window --
WILLIE
Look at what you’ve done to me!
I’m a mess! My lipstick’s smeared,
I broke two nails, I’ve got an aw-
ful run in my stocking -- !
Gunfire suddenly explodes, bullets whizz through the canvas top
and the rear window shatters and sprays glass! Willie ducks and
cringes terrified in the corner --
INDIANA
Somehow I think you’ve got bigger
problems.
Indy grabs his shoulder bag and pulls a pistol out of it. He
pokes the gun through the broken window and starts firing back at
their pursuers -- then he turns and looks ahead.
INDIANA (Cont’d)
There, Shorty! Through the
tunnel!
Through the windows we see the car racing into a tunnel. Lights
from the pursuing cars flash through the rear window and gunfire
echoes in the tunnel.
WILLIE
What’re we going to do?! Where’re
we going?!
INDIANA
The airport...No, look out,
Short Round! Left, left!
Indy reaches over the front seat and helps Short Round navigate.
10. EXT. A SHANGHAI SQUARE - NIGHT 10.
The Duesenberg tears around the square, followed by Lao’s two se-
dans. People on the street dive for cover -- coolies pulling
rickshaws go into hyper-jov --lanterns spanning the street crash
down and are dragged behind the Duesenberg. Bullets exlode and
amazed prostitutes watch the cars zoom past.
11. INT. THE DUESENBERG - NIGHT 11.
The chaotic chase continues -- bullets whine past and the shred-
ded convertible top whips in the wind.
INDIANA
(shouting)
You got the tickets, Short Round?
SHORT ROUND
Sure, Indy -- three tickets!
You, me and Wu Han --
Shorty throws an envelope back and Indy looks at the three
tickets.
INDIANA
(sadly)
Wu Han’s not coming, Shorty.
Unaware of what happened at the club, Short Round thinks a mo-
ment.
SHORT ROUND
Don’t worry, Indy. Short Round
number one bodyguard now!
Willie reaches for the extra ticket.
WILLIE
I’ll take the extra ticket.
(grabbing it
from Indy)
Where’s this plane going anyway?
INDIANA
Siam.
WILLIE
Siam? But I’m not dressed for
Siam...
12. EXT. COUNTRY HIGHWAY - NIGHT 12.
Leaving behind the squalid port, the Duesenberg flies along the
highway through the trees. In a moment, Lao’s two sedans race
by.
13. EXT. NANG TAO AIRFIELD - NIGHT 13.
The Duesenberg swings around a curve and skids through gravel to-
ward the airfield. In the distance there is a small terminal but
Short Round wheels the car toward the cargo area --
A two-engine passenger plane is revving its motors and the last
passengers are boarding. The Duesenberg squeals to a stop and
Indy jumps out with Willie and Short Round right on his heels.
A contingent of airport Military Police move to bar their way
until WEBER, a heavy-set Englishman, runs up pufffing and shout-
ing.
WEBER
No, no, they’re all right!
Let them through please.
INDIANA
Thanks, Weber.
WEBER
Dr. Jones, this is positively the
last time our airline can hold a
plane for you. Now you must hurry!
While Short Round grabs a small bag out of the car, Weber and a
stewardess take their tickets and rush them all toward the air-
plane.
Meanwhile, the two sedans skid to a stop and Lao and his son Kao
Kan jumpsout with their henchmen. The puzzled military police
advance on them usspiciously --
Realizing he’s outnumbered, Lao instructs his men to stay back
and to put away their weapons.
14. EXT. THE AIRPLANE 14.
Willie and Short Round charge up the ladder and onto the plane.
Indy pauses at the top of the steps to give Lao a cocky farewell
salute. Indy boards the plane and the co-pilot slams the door.
15. EXT. THE AIRFIELD 15.
The plane starts taxiing. By the cars, Lao is buffeted by the
prop wash as he angrily watches the plane roll away. Behind Lao,
his son, Kao Kan, stares at the plane taking off -- a look on Kao
Kan’s face indicates that he hasn’t given up yet...
The plane lifts off the airfield, silhouetted against the clouds
and the first light of dawn.
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16. EXT. THE DKY - MORNING 16.
The sun flashes above the horizon and the plane banks through
white billowing clouds at it heads west.
17. INT. THE PLANE 17.
A door opens at the rear of the plane and Indiana Jones exits
wearing more familiar attire: a beat-up leather jacket over a
khaki shirt and a snap-brim hat. He passes a dozen passengers as
he moves up the aisle carrying his rolled-up tuzedo.
In the first row, Willie is busy fixing her make-up. Shorty sits
in the seat across the aisle from her. Indy comes up and drops
his tuxedo onto the floor.
Willie sees him hook his coiled bullwhip over a coat-peg.
WILLIE
So, what’re you supposed to be,
a lion tamer?
INDIANA
Since I was nice enough to let
you tag along, why don’t you give
your mouth a rest? Okay, doll?
Indy pats her leg -- she removes his hand and reaches down and
picks up his tuxedo coat. She slips it on.
WILLIE
I’m freezing. What do you mean,
tag along? From the minute you
walked into that nightclub, you
haven’t been able to keep your
eyes off me.
INDIANA
Oh yeah?
He smiles and tips his hat down over his eyes to go to sleep...
18. INT. THE COCKPIT 18.
At the same moment, the Chinese co-pilot tips his hat up off his
eyes -- and looks scared to death! He exclaims in Chinese --
CO-PILOT (*subtitled*)
Good lord!
He and the pilot see two biplanes materialize out of the clouds
and dive directly toward them! Suddenly, machine gunfire erupts!
PILOT (*subtitled)
Dive for the clouds! Dive!
19. EXT. THE SKY - DAY 19.
The DC-3 banks into the clouds as the two biplanes attack. In
the back seat of the first biplane, we see Kao Kan watching the
DC-3 like a hawk about to bring down a sparrow.
20. INT. THE COCKPIT 20.
The biplanes swoop past both sides of the plane and bursts of
gunfire rip along the fuselage.
CO-PILOT (*subtitled)
They hit a fuel line!
PILOT (*subtitled*)
Reduce speed -- get everyone out
of the plane!
21 INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 21.
As the air battle rages, the passengers are tossed about and some
start screaming. Short Round peers out a window.
SHORT ROUND
Lao send planes to kill Indy!
Willie shakes Indy’s arm but he continues snoring under his hat.
WILLIE
Wake up! It’s the drug he drank
to stop the poison --
The cockpit door bursts open and the Chinese co-pilot exits to
make an announcement -- he smiles and speaks in CHINESE, then he
smiles and speaks in FRENCH --
Willie looks lost until the Chinese co-pilot smiles again and
speaks in ENGLISH --
CO-PILOT
Please to remain calm. We start
passing out parachutes now --
The co-pilot hurries toward the rear. Willie looks petrified as
a stewardess rushes up and hands her a parachute.
WILLIE
You got to be kidding! No! No,
I can’t!
The pilot hurries out of the cockpit and grabs his parachute as
he heads toward the back.
WILLIE (Cont’d)
Wait -- who’s flying the plane?!
She opens the door to the cockpit --
WILLIE (Cont’d)
Nobody’s flying the plane ...
22. EXT. THE SKY - DAY 22.
The DC-3 smokes through the clouds. Passengers are bailing out
-- parachutes billowing. As one of the fighters swoops through
the parachutes, Kao Kan searches the faces -- then he points at
the DC-3.
KAO KAN
(into the radio)
Jones! Indiana Jones!
The two planes roar off and start strafing the DC-3 again.
23. INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 23.
The co-pilot has a parachute on and is trying to get Short Round
into one.
CO-PILOT
Put it on! What’s wrong with
you? You’ve got to jump!
SHORT ROUND
No, can’t leave Indy!
Short Round suddenly butts the co-pilot in the stomach with his
head. The co-pilot yells and falls out the door. Short Round
sees the co-pilot’s parachute billow. Then Willie rushes up.
WILLIE
Give me that parachute, I
changed my mind --
She grabs the parachute and starts to fight Shorty over it--
SHORT ROUND
No, this last one! It’s for Indy!
They scuffle until the parachute skids across the floor. Short
Round jumps for it -- the parachute falls out the door and Short
Round starts to fall out after it!
Willie grabs him by the seat of his pants and hauls him back from
the abyss!
24. EXT. THE SKY - DAY 24.
The fighters peel off toward the DC-3 with their guns flaming in
another attack.
25. INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 25.
Short Round tries to wake Indy again. Finally, Shorty grabs
Indy’s bag, pulls his holster out of it and runs toward the back.
Indy continues to sleep -- until bullets smash the window by his
head and a fire extinguisher is hit and starts spraying into
Indy’s face.
He finally awakens and jumps up. He looks around is disbelief at
the battle-torn, nearly-empty airplane.
INDIANA
(groggily)
We there yet?
Indiana sees Shorty shooting his pistol out the side door as the
planes swoop by again. Out of ammo, Shorty throws the gun
angrily at the passing plane.
Indiana picks up his whip and attaches it to his belt as Willie
runs over to him.
WILLIE
There’s nobody flying the plane!
26. INT. THE COCKPIT 26.
The door flies open and Indy rushes in with Willie behind him.
Indy appraises the situation quickly and jumps into the pilot’s
seat with total confidence --
WILLIE (Cont’d)
You know how to fly?
Indy surveys the control panels, the myraid of dials and switches --
INDIANA
No.
(hopefully)
Do you?
27. INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 27.
Willie runs screaming out of the cockpit, her last hope shatter-
ed. Shorty is pulling something out of the cargo compartment --
he’s found a machine gun and sets it up on a short tripod.
SHORT ROUND
Come here, lady, hold this and
shut up please!
He pulls Willie down to the floor and shoves her the ammunition
belt that’s draped toward the gun. Then Shorty jumps behind the
machine gun --
As the first fighter appears off their side, Short Round blasts
out the open door! The machine gun explodes to life, chewing
bullets, smoking and spitting shells at Willie --
Willie hollers terrified by manages to feed the ammo belt as
Short Round sights the blazing machine gun -- suddenly he shoops!
Willie sees the fighter hit -- it smokes and veers away -- and
then EXPLODES!
SHORT ROUND
I get it!
WILLIE
You got it!
The second plane swoops down and Short Round blasts away. This
time as he swivels the gun, he misses and hits one of the DC-3’s
own engines and it explodes!
SHORT ROUND
Oh oh -- big mistake!
28. INT. THE COCKPIT 28.
Trying to figure out the controls, Indy looks up to see their en-
gine explose into flames --
INDIANA
(angrily)
Short Round, what in the hell
are you doing?
Suddenly the DC-3 emerges out of a cloud and Indy sees they are
headed directly for a mountain! He pulls back hard on the con-
trols as a rocky peak looms lethally in front of them.
29. EXT. THE SKY - DAY 29.
The DC-3 lifts at the last second and smashes some snow off the
uppermost pinnacle as it clears the mountain by inches!
Kao Kan’s fighter is glued to the DC-3’s tail and continues to
strafe -- but the fighter pilot pulls up too late -- and the
fighter explodes as it hits the peak of the mountain!
30. INT. THE PASSENGER CABIN 30.
Indy rushes out of the smoking cockpit to find Willie and Short
Round crawling out from under the debris that’s fallen on them.
Then Indy spots something in the wreckage --
He pulls at some yellow canvas and Willie sees as sign: EMERGENCY
LIFE RAFT. Indy drags the folded canvas over to the open door.
WILLIE
Are you crazy, a lift raft?! We’re
not sinking, we’re crashing!
INDIANA
Get over here, damn it! Short Round,
come on, grab onto me tight!